- ♪ I'd ♪ - ♪ I'd ♪
♪ I'd like to feel the passion ♪
♪ To the point of no return ♪
♪ ♪
Excuse me, we're-- we're closing early.
Ut, út! Ut, út.
Megan.
All right--
I sincerely hope nobody followed you here.
Nobody followed me here. I'm better than that.
Come on. Hey, why are you freaking out on me?
- I'm not! - [scoffs]
I'm not. I'm sorry.
It's good to see you, but you being here is not good.
What do you mean? You told me you needed help.
When did I ever say that?
These messages. Hello, "bravo" means danger,
"7700" means emergency,
and bring the-- the puffin keychain
to the queen of Long Island.
Okay, that's very sweet,
but I'm not the queen of Long Island.
Cassie, I was asking you to bring the key
to our friend Cherri,
who works at the Queen Strip Club on Long Island.
You just overshot a few thousand miles.
Okay, your explanation is a lot better.
Now listen, that key is for a lockbox
where I stashed evidence against the North Koreans.
Jesus Christ, the North Koreans?
Why didn't you just bring the box here with you?
I was trying to keep it safe, okay?
'Cause I want to use it
to try to make some kind of deal
because honestly,
I don't know how much longer I can stay safe
living on the lam like this.
[door opens]
- Where'd everyone go? - Hi.
Very lucky to have Charlie here. She basically saved me.
Charlie, this is Cassie.
Cassie Cassie?
Cassie Cassie, yeah.
- What are you doing here? - Oh, what am I doing here?
Well, she sent me a message
that I completely misinterpreted, and here I am.
Full disclosure, Charlie runs bluefin tuna fishing boats
out of Nova Scotia
and sells them on the black market.
It started in Asia, but the black market margins
are way better in Europe,
and bluefin is one of my passions.
Wow! Okay,
this is an insane, incredible story.
I'm just so grateful you kept her safe. Thank you.
Well, Megan is a very special lady.
I have a pretty big crush on her, but that's a secret.
- Don't tell anybody. - Oh, stop it. [laughs]
- We just dance. - Is that what they call it?
- Jesus. - Sorry.
[sighs]
Oh, and also, I have a bounty on my head--
half a million for whoever
turns me in to the North Koreans.
There's a man from Korea hunting me.
Can you believe it? I'm a prize.
I mean, it's terrifying,
but who would have thought--me, a prize?
Of course I can believe it. Look what you've accomplished.
Of course you're a fucking prize,
like, top-shelf shit right there.
Okay, Cassie,
that's the nicest thing you've ever said to me.
Top shelf is right.
Megan is just living it up
like some sort of sparkly fugitive pirate lady.
I mean, she's wanted. That should be me.
Well, then the scary guy would be trying to murder you
instead of Megan.
Don't spoil it. Come on, God,
I really got the short end of the stick.
Megan's got a sugar mama, just bankrolling her with cash.
How many black market bluefin tuna boats does Marco own?
You know what, I'm sparkly, too,
and I don't even need dirty tuna money.
All right? Megan needs my help now.
Seems kind of like you need her to need your help.
You know, it's a lot easier to play hero
instead of focusing on your own shit.
Listen, you're a child and I used to be you.
So stop trying to put all this wisdom on me, okay?
I have done the work and I'm all better.
March 21st.
Yeah, what does that mean?
How about March 23rd?
Those are just dates. Who cares?
[water drips]
Oh. Looks like we have a leak.
We should probably head to the hardware store.
Oh, wait, your double already did that for you.
[gasps] Fuck yes, we're doing shots.
No, we're not. No.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
I can't have that drink. Oh, no, I'm not drinking.
Thank you, that's very generous of you,
but I'm gonna--just gonna--
I'm not gonna have that tonight.
You're being impolite to our host, okay?
It's just a shot. Can you just...
play being sober tomorrow?
- No, I'm sober for real.
A year, AA sober. I haven't had a drink in a year.
- Really? - Really.
Well, happy to help you resolve your little spat.
Now back to the important stuff. It's ready.
So, let me get this straight. This man has been hunting you?
He's relentless.
He showed up in Reykjavik last week.
Okay, well, we've got to get the fuck out of here.
I have a plan.
Charlie and I have our own plan.
- We're stopping him. - For good.
Sorry. What does that mean?
We're gonna K-I-L-L him.
Okay, spelling it does not make it better.
He's been coming in every night.
And we didn't know exactly when we were gonna do it
but now that you showed up,
we're gonna have to do it tonight.
- What? - When he comes,
she's gonna fix him his favorite cocktail
with a little something extra in it--poison mushrooms.
A little gives you a trip, a lot makes you dead.
You're gonna do this tonight?
[door opens]
CHARLIE: Okay, that's Hak. Move.
Wait. Who? Hak?
Shane said that name. I know that name.
[both speaking Korean]
♪♪
♪ I--I--I-- I need ♪
♪ I need you ♪
[objects clattering]
[indistinct whispering]
[speaking Korean]
♪♪
[grunts]
Sorry if he was one of your friends.
Anyhoo...
miss me?
[theme music plays]
♪♪
Oh, my God.
Who are you?
Megan, Miranda. Miranda, Megan.
I'm sure you'll be besties in no time.
Oh. Thank you. Thank you very much.
There was something that was supposed to go down
with poison mushrooms and everything.
- Poison mushrooms? - Yes.
So I'm here because of poison mushrooms?
No, not exact--
No, my friend here, she sold state secrets--
Wait, what, the plan was poison mushrooms?
- Yes. - It wasn't my plan.
It was her plan. My plan was to call you,
which is why I sent you this guy.
Listen, it is so sweet that you came out,
but I just thought you were gonna send someone else
like a business associate or something.
Honestly, I got bored being boss.
You know, I thought I'd be happy
just telling a small army of very bad people what to do.
But you know, it turns out I like the taste.
So, when I got your little note, I figured, what the fuck?
[cellphone ringing]
- Okay. Yeah. - Got it. Yep.
Pat him down and get his ID.
I'm sorry, what?
I said pat him down and get his ID.
What? Pat him...
Oh, my God.
[cellphone vibrating]
This is Cecilia.
Yes, I'm calling an audible. Stabbed a, um...
- North Korean spy. - ...a North Korean spy,
and I'm sure there's gonna be plenty more where he came from,
so we will not be exiting out the front.
We had a whole plan. This is way above my pay grade.
Okay, I'm sorry, I can't hear you
over the din of you eating your double fried chips.
Pregnancy cravings and remote offices
don't mix, Miranda.
Yeah, we're going with contingency B.
Make it happen. Thank you.
Hak's friends are here and they have guns.
Lovely bar. Nice to meet you.
Thanks for looking out for me.
Okay, let's go this way, guys.
Go.
♪♪
- [silenced gunshots] - [Miranda cries out]
Get in the bus!
Just get on the bus.
Cass, is that you?
They're waking up.
Don't worry about it.
If they get rowdy, we'll just dose 'em again.
- Stay focused. - Almost had her at LAX,
and then she just disappeared.
I'm not getting fucked over by a fucking flight attendant.
Stay focused.
- [whispers] Hey, babe. - Yeah.
- You awake? - Yeah.
- My head really hurts. - Yeah.
Are those the fucking neighbors?
Yeah.
"Hi there, welcome to the neighborhood.
We roofied the fuck out of you."
I'll check the rooms.
See her hair.
It's blonde.
Max, what if she's the double Cassie?
- Shit, this is really bad. - Yeah.
This is really--
What are you-- what are you doing?
I'm gonna-- I'm gonna cut these zip ties
with my shoelaces.
How do you know that that's a thing?
- YouTube. - Oh, okay, great.
That's, like, a super reliable source.
I'm sorry, slipping out of zip ties isn't as easy
as slipping off a ring.
Are you kidding me? You want to talk
- about that right now? - No.
- But if I did, I'd tell you-- - [grunts]
Oh, my God! Stop!
- Get the fuck up. - Max!
We're looking all over the place
and we're not finding shit. Okay?
So I'm gonna ask you very clearly--
- where is Cassie Bowden? - She is on a flight.
Bullshit! 'Cause we checked every manifest
and she isn't listed anywhere.
Would the both of you like to be all bruised up
for your wedding pictures?
Dude, I wouldn't hold my breath for that.
- Shut the fuck up. - What you say, soy boy?
Don't hit him. We don't know where the fuck she is, okay?
[gasps] Baby, stop.
You're gonna hurt your hand. We have tools for that.
- I'll be right back. - Good point, babe.
Sorry, it's tight in here,
I don't think anyone's following us, I don't think.
Are you okay, by the way?
No, I'm great. I'm great. Yeah.
I've just been shot in the leg, again.
I'm so hot. I'm having a hot flash.
How are you hot? It's fucking freezing in here.
Cassie, when a woman reaches a certain age,
her body starts to change.
Would you like to hear my full TED talk on the subject?
- No. - Absolutely not.
- Actually, fuck no. No. - Really don't.
Okay. How are you?
I left behind a woman
who is impersonating me internationally
and actually blowing things up all over the world.
Wait a minute, somebody's committing crimes as you,
and you flew to Iceland.
Listen, it's a big, tough situation,
but I'm handling it.
Right. Sure. How exactly?
- ♪ I--I--I, I need ♪ - Again with the phone?
Okay, I'm sorry, I have to answer this,
It's an AA friend, it's part of the package.
- Jenny? - Hi, Cassie.
Is this a bad time?
Uh, no, it's a wonderful time.
Are you okay? You've called a lot, so...
Okay, I have this podcast.
Podcast? No, Jenny,
please don't tell me that's why
you've been calling me incessantly.
No, I can't do a podcast.
It's not my thing. It's--it's a bad time, okay?
After everything you went through in Thailand?
I mean, it was all over the news.
No, I've got a lot going on
and I'm in the middle of a situation.
I'm gonna have to text you. I'm sorry.
- Cassie. - Yes.
If anyone asks you to do a podcast about this,
you better say no.
I'm not going to be telling anyone
that I misconstrued a few emojis,
flew to Iceland to hang out with you on a bus.
Not gonna tell anyone that.
There better be something amongst all this shit.
You know, this bounty won't wait forever.
There's other people looking for her.
Don't worry about it.
Everybody talks.
Now you've seen the instruments.
You guys are psychos.
No, we're fully sane.
We just care about money
more than we care about your comfort.
Actually, we don't care about you at all.
Now the output of this taser is 50,000 volts.
At that level, it'll just immobilize you.
But if you turn it down a little bit...
[electric crackling]
...it just really fucking hurts.
Oh, shit. Holy shit!
- Whoa. - Hey, Max.
Max, Max, Max.
Max, babe, hey, hey.
I love you. Okay?
I love you, so much. And I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry, I know you're really mad right now
'cause I fucked up, and I know you're really mad
'cause you're really bad at hiding it.
Sorry. That was a criticism,
and I didn't mean it like that.
It's just--I'm just-- I'm bad....at...
like...feelings!
Hey, hey, it's be gonna okay, okay? We're gonna be okay.
- We're gonna be totally okay. - No, no. Totally.
But like, if it's not fine
and like, you know, we fucking die,
I just really need you to know
that I'm, like, not okay right now
about, like, you know, everything,
like, work and moving, and, you know, us.
And like, what does our future look like
after I did all this shit?
Like, you know, I lied and I did fraud
and I worked for the mob.
And, like helped people who kill people and--
What do you--what do you mean, mob? The mob?
- Yeah, yeah. - Big time.
Totally big time, yeah.
Like, I did all this stuff for them.
That's...yeah. So, you're, like, intimidated
by, um, very dangerous people insisting on payback
if you were to be, like, framing our friend
or like, we were to get hurt, that's smart.
That's totally... That's super smart.
Okay. That's obviously a bluff.
Nice try. What are you talking about, framing?
You know what? I don't care.
- So, here we go. - What? No.
No, hey, no, no, no.
[overlapping clamor]
I found something.
She's in Iceland.
- Hey, what is this place? - Sky Lagoon.
The water's really good for your skin. It's super relaxing.
- [tires screeching] - MIRANDA: No.
Okay, no spa day for us today, ladies.
Excuse me!
How do you think they even found us here?
I, uh--I can solve that little mystery.
- This is Cecilia. - Hey.
Care to explain, Cecilia?
Sure.
I have a baby on the way and the bounty
on Megan Briscoe's head pays way more than you do.
Is this you asking for a fucking raise?
I'm not gonna dodge bullets for you at this day rate.
Well, stick to plan B and then maybe we'll talk, okay?
All right. Cecilia has betrayed us,
but it's all gonna be fine. Don't--don't worry about it.
Wait. They're right there.
They're right there.
- Go back. Go back. - Run, run, run!
Here, here, here. In here.
Hot sauna. Hot sauna.
There's got to be an exit somewhere.
[gasps]
- [growls] - Oh!
[fighting grunts]
[cries out in pain]
CASSIE: Okay, what are we supposed to do now?
MEGAN: I don't know, but running isn't working.
MIRANDA: We need to steal a boat.
- MEGAN: A what?! - MIRANDA: A boat. Down there.
♪♪
Should we let the North Koreans know that we have a lead?
A lead won't get us the bounty.
We need eyes on Megan Briscoe in Iceland first.
[whispers] Megan Briscoe?
Like, Cassie's flight attendant friend, Megan Briscoe?
Why the hell would you home-invade Cassie's place
if you're just...looking...
Wait. Do you think they're not even after Cassie?
[whispers] I don't know who they're after,
but we're sitting ducks here.
ANNIE: [whispers] Max, that's very loud.
I know I haven't known you long,
but you two have some serious relationship shit
you need to work out.
So long, lovebirds.
Oh, by the way,
if you call the police, we'll kill you.
Ciao.
[exhales in relief]
Okay. You okay?
I'm sorry I took off the ring.
I'm sorry you took off the ring, too.
Just...
stay here, okay?
Okay.
So, psychotic couple is just using Cassie
to find someone named Megan?
Why blow up a car?
Maybe they had nothing to do with the bombing.
I mean, they didn't seem that focused on Cassie at all.
Okay, so, if that unhinged blonde bimbo
isn't the View-Master double, then who the fuck is, Max?
♪♪
MIRANDA: Come on, come on, come on.
CASSIE: Okay, okay, okay.
Oh, my God. Just one--give me one...
- I gotta take this. - No, what the fuck?
We are literally on a cliff!
How do you have service right now?
- Who's your provider? - I actually don't.
Just once second. Shane, hi.
Can I please lead with the fact
that I have not called to fight?
I'm not answering to fight.
Look, Cassie, uh, I made some assumptions.
- Cassie! - Maybe I shouldn't have,
but I've never not closed a case,
so I don't know. Year two of this Megan thing
has got me on edge.
Cassie! Ask Shane why he's asking about Hak!
- Who is that? - Uh, nothing.
Just an angry tourist. There's a lot of them.
Look, I just wanted to make sure you're okay.
So sweet. Yes, thank you.
I am--I am--I am okay.
It's just, it's very complicated right now.
Well, if you were ever in any trouble,
you know you just come to me, right?
Honestly, if I was in trouble,
you'd be the first person I would call.
Cassie, I, um...
I'm gonna try to let what I do not come between us.
Would you please do the same?
And remember, I'm--I'm right here. Phone call away.
All right. Love you.
- Bye. - Wait--
- MEGAN: Cassie! Ca-- - Sorry.
- Oh, my goodness! - Okay, sorry.
MIRANDA: Thank you. Thank you very much.
♪♪
[indistinct radio chatter]
Megan Briscoe, most likely traveling with a blonde.
Give me eyes on all the airports.
They went through my purse.
Yeah, I think they went through everything.
No, no, no, no, no. No, no, no. No, where are you?
It's okay. Look, it's just stuff.
We can replace stuff. I'm glad you're okay.
Max...
when I took the ring off earlier...
Yeah, Annie, I remember that part.
I put it in here.
Fuck. Those motherfuckers took my ring.
- Okay. - [clears throat]
- Okay. - Max.
Max, what are you doing?
ANNIE: Those assholes left their door open.
Do you see them?
No.
Okay, come on.
[small dog barking]
[barking continues]
[loud barking]
[barking continues]
Oh, my God!
Oh, my God! Oh!
Oh, my God! Are you okay?
Max, call 911!
[pained] Oh!
[strong exhale]
Are you ready to...
Uh, okay, sorry. I'll give you a second.
Oh, no, they shot you.
You did not say that you got shot.
No, well, what did you think was gonna happen, Cecilia?
Now, did you get everything I requested?
- Mm-hmm. - Thank you.
Now you can locate
and train your replacement so I can kill you.
What, you really think you can replace me?
Who else can organize your international crime syndicate
and always make sure
that you have a matcha latte?
Which, by the way, is not an easy find in Iceland.
Oh, fucking hell!
Megan, you have to go. I get it.
But...
let me give you this.
Charlie, no.
I can't be with you to protect you,
so it would mean a lot
if you had a little bit of me to take with you.
Thank you.
And this.
- Bluefin bucks. - [scoffs]
And some poison mushroom powder, just in case.
I picked a lot of mushrooms, huh?
[both laugh]
Thank you, Charlie, for everything.
Who will I dance with now?
Aw!
[water dripping]
Ugh.
Okay, listen, I'm just trying to watch
Megan's Casablanca goodbye,
and I'm in here doing this?
Do you need help or anything?
I mean, that's the real question.
I'm not the one doing some weird balancing act
for something that's gonna fall apart anyway.
Wow.
I'm an alcoholic teenager, and even I think
the metaphor here is pretty obvious.
Good luck.
Where is all this water coming from?
The lady in the gold dress said someone upstairs
probably left their bathtub running.
Wait, what? What did you just say?
She said it must be, like, flowing onto the floor,
like they passed out or something,
and now water is just splashing everywhere.
[helicopter blades whirring]
- [sniffles] Okay. - Okay.
Thank you.
Are you okay?
All right, let's go.
The plane's waiting in the hangar.
I'm sorry, you look so familiar.
Have we met?
No.
Hildegard Bouffant?
Well, if you don't like it, then feel free to use your own
carefully crafted fake identity.
Hildegard's just fine.
Oh, and neither of you need to use the clothes
that I brought you, but you should definitely dig in
'cause yellow is not your--
Fucking hell!
Okay, listen.
The name is horrible, but it works.
She knows what she's doing. I put together a list of things
we gotta do when we get back to LA
to get you home, get you to your family.
- Don't talk about my family. - No, we need to. We need to--
No, Cassie. I don't--
What?
Do you know how hard it's been?
Not being with my family for a year?
It's--it's felt like decades, okay?
And yes, I miss them. Yes, I want to see them.
But do they want to see me?
Do I even want to drag them back into this?
I mean, do I? Now that I'm just on my way back home...
- Listen, listen to me. - ...I'm just freaking out.
I know they miss you and they are desperate to see you.
Okay.
It's just...
I just...
You're gonna be okay. It is okay, all right?
- [cellphone chimes] - I just--
Oh, my God! Jesus, Marco.
Who's Marco?
Um, my boyfriend.
- [gasps] Your boyfriend? - Yeah.
So he, you know, he just keeps asking me where I am.
It's like, "Well, where are you?"
But what am I supposed to say? Like, "Hey, babe, sorry,
"I jetted off to Iceland and
"played a human game of Mousetrap
"and tried to save my friend
"and saved her. We're on our way back,
and I can't tell you anything else, so..."
How about you just say
"I'm okay, I'll see you soon."
- It's gonna work. - I know, but I just...
I don't want to lie to him, again. I--
[groans]
Look at me. Look at us. I need a drink so bad.
Do you know how badly I want a drink?
I want a drink so bad so I can forget all of this.
You're really sober?
Cassie.
Cassie, that is so impressive.
- Oh, no. Come on, it's-- - Really, it is.
I missed you.
I missed you, too.
- Thank you. - Always.
- I'm gonna sleep. - Okay.
[plane rattles]
Hey. All right. I gotta tell you,
I really appreciate what you're doing for us.
Seriously, you really came through.
Um, but here's the thing, I gotta get Megan back
to her family in Long Island, okay?
And I was hoping that maybe you could, like--
Cassie, Cassie, Cassie. [chuckles]
All righty. I find you fascinating.
I seriously, honestly, I do.
But no more Miranda Ex Machina.
- What? - And also, Long Island?
No, no.
Come on! Don't you want to, like,
get back in the saddle again?
You know, I genuinely thought I did want to get
back in the saddle, but I forgot how...
good you are at getting into trouble,
and I actually would quite like
to enjoy the fruit of my labors.
I'm a very wealthy olive farmer.
I want to chill by my pool
and not get shot in the fucking leg, again.
- Same leg. - I mean, what are the odds?
- What are the odds? - I--
So, you can just go home on your own,
and solve your own drama,
You're perfectly capable of doing that.
[whimpers] Fucking hell.
What is that?
What? You got me a gift?
Cecilia bought it, wrapped it, and brought it here,
but I just handed it to you.
So yeah, I did, I got you-- I got you a gift.
Wow! I am impressed. Let's see.
- Mace? - Yep.
Oh. Personal safety alarm.
- Well, yeah. Of course. - Thank you.
Little olive oil. Cold pressed, huh?
- I pressed that. - You did this?
- I learnt how to press it. - Wow.
Listen.
I'm gonna stash you at my place, okay?
We'll figure out the next step after that.
NEWS ANCHOR: We are coming to you live
with this breaking news.
Then I can get the files from Cherri and then--
and then somehow make a deal with the CIA or the FBI.
In Echo Park, one of our city's best-known parks,
Hello. Are you even listening to me?
- Wait. Hold on. - Police have discovered
a horrific scene.
Two bodies are being recovered
from the bottom of Echo Park Lake.
Both victims were found wrapped in tarps
and weighted down by heavy chains.
Police have not been able
to identify these victims at this time.
Authorities are on scene and have indicated
they will be here all night searching for evidence
in their murder investigation.
Oh, wow. That looks like everything
that was bought on your credit card, right?
Details are thin, but we have been told--
How much do you want to bet that killer
looks exactly like...
Me.
Fuck.
We will continue to bring you live updates
as this story develops.
♪♪
[line ringing]
MEGAN: Thank you.
Cassie. Are you okay? Where are you?
Hi. Just hold on. One second.
Hold on, hold on, hold on.
Um, I'm-- I'm not okay.
I'm not okay, but I'm back. So, wait a minute.
You sound weird. What's wrong? What happened?
- Are you okay? - Yeah, yeah. Don't freak out.
It's just, you know, some crazy shit went down
with the neighbors and the police were here.
Oh, my God, no. What happened? Are you okay?
Yes, it's fine. We'll tell you all about it when we see you.
Did you connect with Marco?
Okay, listen, if something went down
and the police were there, then we have to meet
somewhere else, literally anywhere else.
- Did you say police? - No, just go. Hold on.
Wait, what? Oh, whatever.
I'll have Max pick a place and I'll text you.
Call Marco.
Okay, okay. Text me. Bye.
- Welcome to Westwood. - Westwood?
I thought we were going to your place.
- Where are we? - We had to take a detour.
Megan, I love you more than anything,
but I am barely holding on to my own shit right now,
so I really need you to trust me.
Okay.
- Let's go. - Okay.
[knocks at door]
- Cassie. - Hi.
- Come in. - Okay.
And hello to you, too, Cassie's friend.
- I'm Brenda. - Hi, I'm...Hildegard.
Lovely to meet you, Hildegard.
Nice to meet you, too.
Um, I'm sorry, it was a really long car ride.
Do you mind if I use your bathroom?
Oh, not at all.
Down the hall, right there.
Oh. So appreciate you doing this. Thank you.
And if I'm putting you out in any way,
will you just say so?
I'm your sponsor.
Putting me out is your job,
but I need you to be up-front with me.
- What's going on here? - Okay.
So, um, Hildegard is a good friend of mine
and she's having family issues
and I'm trying to, you know,
do my acts of service sort of thing,
trying to be of service. Also, quick question--
do you have any Hot Tamales around here by any chance?
Like, any sort of candy, like, that you hide
- that I could have? - No, not really a staple.
But, Cassie, how are you doing?
Good. I'm doing good. Thank you. Thank you for asking.
Thank you. I'm really--I'm really, really, really good.
Okay. Your vibe is very manic.
So I am not going to accept that answer.
Let's try this again.
How are you doing, Cassie?
Well, I'm, um... trying to be a hero
and I'm holding on so tight that my hands are burning,
and I would really like a drink,
but I didn't have a drink.
So, yay me.
And, um, yeah, I feel like
I'm maybe one little tiny accident
away from a complete collapse.
This whole sobriety thing,
it's never not hard.
Should it feel like...
like walking a tightrope above a pit of broken glass
that I'm about to, like, completely fall into?
Only sometimes.
- Only sometimes? - Hmm.
- Good. - You look tired.
- What? - You look like my oldest child
after she saved me from asphyxiating in the pool.
Oh, my God!
How are you alive? I don't understand.
I didn't drown.
- Yay! - Obviously.
- Oh. - Calm down.
And I'll keep your friend here.
- Thank you. - But only for one night.
Thank you.
I'm going to make some tea.
Okay, okay.
- Cassie. - Hey.
I need to get to Long Island now.
Okay, I understand, but you have to stay here one night.
People are after you. It's very dangerous.
- Cassie. Cassie. - You have to be very careful.
I have been on the run by myself
without your help for a year.
I need that evidence,
specifically before someone murders me.
- Shh. Okay. - No, listen!
It's the only way I'm gonna get out of this mess.
I understand. Listen, you have to stay for one night.
- I'm not staying. - Yes, you are.
- No, I'm not. - Yes, you are.
She is going to help you.
I'm not gonna stay with that kooky lady.
She's not kooky, she's making you tea.
Now listen to me.
I'm gonna come back tomorrow.
You're gonna keep this.
This is mace. Do not mace Brenda.
I'm gonna come back tomorrow, I'm gonna pick you up.
One night. Please.
[sighs]
I still cannot believe you guys were held hostage.
More like prisoners, because they didn't want
a ransom or anything like...
Ow. Okay.
- Babe, careful. - Yeah.
I mean, it was crazy.
We fully thought this lady was your double.
I mean, all of a sudden, she was just blonde.
But then we realized they were just after Megan
and they're hot on her trail.
I am so glad you're okay.
I'm horrified that this happened.
I'm literally fucking horrified.
Cassie, you did not ask for a home invasion.
- Still. Still. - Okay? Okay, upside,
Max snapped a photo of one of them.
Wait, I know him.
This guy was in Berlin.
I saw him there, but he was with a--
he was with a woman. He had different color hair.
This was the couple?
Wait, he was in Berlin?
Yeah!
Yeah, no, he also dyed his hair blonde.
So freaky when couples look alike.
- Oh, I hate it. - Is every single human crazy
and pretending to be someone else?
This is insane.
It's okay. Megan's in a safe place.
I don't have to worry. Go to Iceland, have fun.
I'm sorry. You know where she is?
Hey, hey, according to the news,
the Echo Park Lake murders were
right after that couple left us,
so they couldn't have crossed town that fast.
Okay. So then we agree that the double
probably committed these murders, right?
There's security cameras placed all around that lake.
Fuck, I mean, Cass, that plus your
hardware store purchases and this,
plus the fact that you were in Berlin.
I know. I know.
And I know that you can explain most of this away,
but the tonnage is really starting to add up.
I have to go to the CIA with this.
I have to. You guys, this is...
It's too much, it's piling on,
- I can't, I can't, I can't. - Cass,
they told you not to look into it and you did.
And not for nothing,
you're gonna look suspicious as fuck to them.
I know that. But this has gone too far.
I have to go say something.
♪♪
- Hi. - What are you doing here?
Sorry, I was looking for Dot and I can't get ahold of her
and I really need to talk to someone.
Now is not the time.
No, no. See, here's the thing, it is.
This is very important.
You know I'm so tough with you
because I'm trying to protect you.
'Cause this is-- this is dangerous,
dangerous work, Bowden.
Are--are you okay?
No.
I lost two analysts today.
Murdered at Echo Park Lake.
And we don't even have any idea why they were there.
Oh, my God.
I'm so sorry. I--I-- I heard about that today.
I had no idea they were CIA, though.
- I--I-- - That's it right there.
This place is a fucking disaster.
Sometimes I want to burn the whole shit down.
You ever have that feeling?
Go ahead. Go.
I'm going to be fucking fine.
The door's over there.
I'm just so fucking tired.
You can practically smell the alcohol on his breath.
Ugh, imagine how good he would taste.
Say no.
You've been wanting to blow up this fake happy life for days.
Come on, blow it up.
Say yes.
[Cassie moans]
A moth?
I'm not really a butterfly girl.
You're not a moth either, Cassie.
You're the whole goddamn flame.
It's just a fucking tattoo.
[rumbling]
♪♪
♪ Don't, don't, don't ♪
♪ Don't, don't don't, don't, don't ♪
♪ Blink, blink, blink, blink, blink ♪
♪ Blink, blink, blink, blink ♪
♪ Blink, blink, blink, blink, blink... ♪
♪ I saw you standing there ♪
♪ With the sunshine in your hair ♪
♪♪
♪ You come to my window ♪
♪ You tell me you're high ♪
♪ Where do all the friends go ♪
♪ When the fantasies die? ♪
♪ Only you know ♪
♪ Don't, don't don't, don't, don't ♪