Previously on The Equalizer...
Robyn? Hey.
The infamous Trish.
Great to meet you. Great to meet you, too.
Canceled on her so much lately.
Why do you keep canceling on her?
No particular reason. Just...
life.
I don't know, Pop.
Like I said, I'll get back to you.
Big Ben? I'll admit, he's been on his best behavior.
As long as I'm there to supervise.
And now he wants unsupervised visits? Bingo.
HARRY: Where have you been all night?
I was worried sick!
Something happened to Edison.
Your brother? Wha-What's going on?
Eddie. Thank God! What are you doing here?
I'll explain everything later. Right now,
I got to get you to safety.
I'm not gonna let anything happen to you.
MEL: Thank you for coming,
everyone. Let's get started.
Go ahead, Eric.
Hey. There's no judgment here.
I'm not sure where to start.
Other than... it was like living in a storm.
Inside my head.
You were deployed to Afghanistan at the time, yeah?
Yeah. Yeah. (clears throat)
You know, uh, I-I... I don't think
I'm ready to talk about this.
That's okay.
One day at a time, right?
When you're ready, we're all here.
Mel. Yeah.
Hey, um, I just want to thank you
for organizing this thing.
I'm sorry it's so hard for me.
Don't apologize, okay?
We all share in our own time.
What's important is that you keep coming back.
I'm not going anywhere.
Good. And you're gonna be fine.
We're all here for you.
All right?
Yeah. Okay.
(indistinct conversation)
All right.
See you guys next week.
All right, get some rest. All right.
(conversation continuing)
Hey.
You don't smoke, do you? No.
Never too late to start.
(all grunting)
* *
(gunshots) Who the hell is that?
-(engine revvs) -(tires squealing)
* *
(phone rings)
To what do I owe the pleasure?
There's nothing pleasurable about this.
Director Greene's asked for a meet.
Wants a formal debrief about what happened
with Michelle Chambers.
Why now?
It's been months since Michelle escaped.
Yeah, I thought I'd gotten Greene off of it,
but apparently not.
Okay, I'll meet you there.
Good morning, ladies.
Morning. Morning.
(chuckles): Y'all practice that?
No.
But, okay, I have been practicing this.
Okay, ready?
Come on...
That's okay. It's...
It's all in the wrist.
Huh?
Okay, absolutely not. I'm over it. (Vi chuckles)
Listen, just keep practicing. You got it.
Okay.
She's tearing those knuckles up.
What you got going on today, Aunt Vi?
Trish is coming over for a little home spa day.
She's been a bit distant lately,
so I thought it'd nice to have a relaxing afternoon,
just the two of us.
Well, that sounds perfect.
I would love some strong hands on my neck and back.
Try calling 911,
maybe Dante'll come over.
Mm. Mm-hmm. Hmm...
See, you being messy.
Those drinks still on pause?
For now. Mm-hmm. (chuckles)
It'll happen when it's supposed to.
Where are you off to today?
Uh, unfortunately, I can't tell you.
Nothing dangerous,
it's just classified, so, sorry.
Fine by me. That is one less thing
I have to remember to forget.
(chuckles)
Well, have a good spa day.
Love you. You, too, my love.
ROBYN: Good morning, Mel.
Yeah, not really.
I've been spending it dodging
bullets and knives. And apparently,
a sniper, but I'm fine, though.
Wait. What? Yeah, they were trying
to abduct me. I have no idea why.
Are you okay?
Harry? Yeah, he wasn't with me,
so other than heart palpitations, he's fine.
Anything bad come your way?
No, seems like they were just after you.
Listen, I've been summoned
to a CIA debrief,
but I'm gonna bail. I'm coming to you.
No, no, I'm almost to the sanctum.
I'll get into this with Harry.
We'll call you when we know something.
All right, Mel, stay safe.
Hey, son.
Pop, come on, you can't just show up
anytime you want.
I've got to go run ballistics. What's up?
I was thinking maybe I could take your boys
to the game tonight.
Got a line on three tickets,
right behind the dugout. Three, huh?
I-I know you're more comfortable with supervised visits, but
I was hoping to get some time alone with them,
do some bonding.
Could've used some of that bonding 30 years ago.
We went to games. Did we?
Sure. You loved the Yankees.
I'm a Mets fan, and you never took me to a game.
You sure?
I could've sworn we went to some games.
Look, Pop, I'm knee-deep,
so I don't really have time to chat.
W-What about the game?
Let me think about it.
MEL: Babe, I told you,
I'm fine. Fine?
You know, I... you could've been killed.
But I wasn't, okay? I just don't understand.
We didn't have anybody on our radar.
Who were these guys? I don't know.
I don't even know if the sniper was aiming at me or them.
All right, all right, let's... (sighs)
let's just see if we can get a visual on this.
Okay, uh, M.E.L., using, uh, GPS
from Mel's car, show me
any camera footage from where it was last parked.
M.E.L.: Checking.
There are no cameras active.
(sighs) I mean, they chose
that place for a reason.
All right, well, let's see.
Judging by the angle
and the sight lines,
the shooter was probably on this rooftop.
M.E.L., show me any camera coverage
from adjacent buildings.
No cameras active.
Well, the shooter had to come down at some point.
All right, M.E.L.,
show me, uh, any camera coverage
from the exits of nearby buildings.
One camera active.
All right.
My meeting let out at 9:30 in the morning.
Okay, uh, M.E.L., show me all camera coverage Ugh!
starting at nine... What's the matter?
This thing is supposed to increase efficiency,
but you literally have to repeat everything I say Okay, all right.
'cause it only responds to your voice.
Honey, you know that that's because...
Security protocol, right. Okay.
(sighs)
Anything? No. No, no, no.
Hold on, this...
Right there, the grey hoodie.
Well, that bag definitely looks big enough
to be holding a disassembled sniper rifle.
Yeah. Can you get his face?
I'll try.
It's tracking him.
All right, he's getting into a car.
Enhancing.
Almost got him.
Uh, am I going crazy or is that...
MEL: Oh, my God.
That's my brother Matthew.
Are you sure it was your brother? It was him.
And you had no indication he was in town?
No. Far as I know,
Matthew was stationed at a NATO base in Turkey.
I haven't spoken to him in months,
but neither he nor my family
said that he was gonna be in New York.
I got M.E.L. checking to see if he was reassigned.
Well, we know one thing's for sure,
your brother wasn't shooting at you.
Yeah, no, I mean, he was shooting at those guys
to protect you.
I-I can't even imagine him shooting at all.
He was always a bookworm.
My whole family was.
I was the one that was the outsider.
Even when we both enlisted,
I was the one that was out in the field
and Matthew was in analytics.
I didn't know he had it in him.
Sounds like had it in him and then some.
He is a Bayani.
Okay, fine, but still,
who were these guys and why were they after you?
Yeah.
M.E.L.: Search complete.
Babe, what did you say Matthew did
for the military?
Military intelligence.
Mostly resource analyses. Why?
M.E.L. checked every available database,
and there's no record of Matthew
ever having been in the military, like,
at-at all.
That's not correct. Check again.
M.E.L. did an exhaustive...
You check.
Okay.
No. Sorry.
He's been lying about that f...
for years?
Why would he do that?
My guess is to protect you.
That's usually why people lie to the ones
they love.
So, we don't know anything
about these attackers?
HARRY: Actually, when Mel
was attacked near her car,
it triggered the car's security mode,
and its cameras captured an image of one of the guys.
Sending it to you right now.
Already did a facial rec.
I mean, there's nothing on this guy.
Zero results. He's a ghost.
Just like Matthew.
Listen, I'm about to see Fisk.
He can access databases we can't.
Maybe he can get an ID.
MEL: While you're doing that, I'll figure out
what my brother's doing here. How?
By talking to the one person who can answer that question.
Matthew.
(phone rings)
Hey, Harry. What's up?
Hey, man, I was wondering if you could, uh,
run a BOLO on a vehicle
of interest for me.
Send the plate.
Do I want to know?
It's Mel's older brother.
She's tracking another brother?
Yeah.
Long story. Part of a long line
of messy family dynamics.
Oh, I get that. Got plenty
of family drama of my own going on.
Oh, yeah? Want to talk about it?
My father asked to take the boys to a Yankee game.
Just the three of them.
Oh, right, right. What'd you say?
I didn't say yes, I didn't say no.
But this whole thing with him coming home
has been hard.
Well, that's rough. I mean, there's no way around it.
Well, I don't know, I mean, didn't you say he's been
really trying extra hard lately?
He's been persistent, I'll give him that.
Well, I mean, that's something.
If the kids go and they end up having
the kind of relationship with him that you never had, then,
you know, you don't want to be the guy
to stand in the way of that. Yeah.
I don't know that there's a right call here,
but if there is, I'm sure you'll make it.
Thanks, Harry.
Yeah, man.
(phones ringing) (indistinct chatter)
Morning, Diana.
Mr. Fisk.
Sit.
(sighs) As you're both aware,
I've asked you here for a debrief.
Who's on the other end of that?
That's not important.
We want to review the events
that led to the escape of Michelle Chambers.
Well, as you know, I wasn't there,
so I can't help you.
And everything I know
is in my report.
I'd like to hear the details from you directly, Mr. Fisk.
Hey, Ed. Hey.
You sure you're okay? Yeah, I'm fine.
Mm.
Are you sure Matthew hasn't reached out?
Maybe an email to an old account?
I've checked everything.
Besides, if Matthew was gonna reach out to anyone,
it would have been you. Yeah.
That's what I thought, too, but after today,
I'm gonna have to reevaluate our whole relationship.
Mel, is this really so surprising?
You know our family.
Yeah, but not him.
We never kept anything from each other.
You told him about you and your friends
running around, saving the world?
No, not yet.
I was waiting to tell him in person.
He's been overseas.
I don't know.
Maybe we're not as close as I thought we were.
Hey. Hey, babe.
Any luck?
Well, I tracked Matthew's car until the East River Greenway
and then I lost him. That's near the FDR,
the Brooklyn bridge. He could be a hundred miles
from here by now. I doubt it.
I mean, why protect me from those guys
who are still out there and then just take off?
Okay, but where is he?
East River Greenway.
You know what's by there?
Rollie's. Rollie's?
It's this arcade we used to go to
when we were upset.
We'd, uh, eat junk food we normally couldn't have.
We'd play games, we'd talk it out.
Yeah, but Rollie's has been closed forever.
Been boarded up for years.
Well, that would make it the perfect place to lay low.
Hey.
Wait up. Oh, you're not going.
(scoffs) He's my brother, too. Well, yeah, but,
I need to know that you're... safe.
(scoffs) Okay? I'll...
I'll keep you posted. I promise.
(doorbell rings)
Oh, look at you.
Hello, beauty. Hi, baby. Hi.
Come on. Okay.
Oh, you ready to get your spa on?
I am so ready.
Well, you can't have a spa day without
the proper safety equipment.
You are the best.
Look at that. (gasps)
We are going to luxuriate!
These robes are perfect.
You know, I've really always loved this statue.
And I... Where is it from?
Uh, Indonesia, I think.
Maybe Benin.
Wow. So your niece-- she's really racking up
those frequent flier miles, huh?
Yeah, well, the charity that she works for
needs her to travel all over the world.
It's amazing.
What kind of charity is it again?
Oh, it's a midsize NGO that has a name
that I can never pronounce.
(both chuckle)
TRISH: Cheers.
Oh, uh, hey, Trish.
Hi, Delilah. Hey.
Hi. Does your mom know that you have that thing?
Uh, yeah, yeah. She gave it to me.
Anyway, us, sorry for the quick hi and goodbye,
but I actually have to run.
So, have a fun spa day.
VI: Bye, sweetheart. Bye.
See you later. See you.
Is Robyn really okay with her daughter
playing with that thing?
Listen, I do not judge.
So, I was thinking that the massage tables
could go over here.
FISK: It's like I said:
the prisoner managed to work her way
out of her handcuffs. She attacked the driver,
which resulted in the vehicle crash.
Beyond that, I'm a little foggy.
The Agency doesn't do foggy.
That's all I got.
I was hurt, in and out of consciousness.
What I know is that in all the confusion,
Michelle Chambers escaped.
Well, that much we know.
But how, exactly, did she get out of her handcuffs?
Is it possible she had help? From who?
You had a previous relationship with Chambers.
Correct?
A close relationship?
A long time ago. So?
Maybe you have an idea of how she got out of those cuffs.
Are you accusing me of something?
Should I call a lawyer?
Why? Have you done something
that would require legal defense?
Director Greene, am I being detained?
No.
Neither one of you is.
Then in that case, have a nice day.
Easy, mall cop.
This can't have come as a complete surprise.
It is Greene. I'm not surprised.
I'm just sick of people who make their living
on lies and agendas.
Look, I don't know what she's up to.
Let me see what I can figure out. In the meantime,
I got some info on the pic you sent me
of the guy who attacked Mel. Go on.
Even with my clearance, it was nearly impossible.
Redactions all over the place. I was never getting an ID.
But it seems, putting the pieces together,
he was part of an elite unit called Red Cell.
MEL: Red Cell?
It's an off-the-books strike force
firewalled from normal military command.
Units like that exist for one reason:
to do things that the government
doesn't want traced back to them.
The question is why do they have your brother
worried about you?
Yeah, and if my brother knew all of this,
why didn't he pick up a damn phone?
I'm sure he has his reasons.
You making excuses for him now?
I'm not.
I just know what it's like having to keep the people
you love the most in the dark.
Right. (sighs)
(phone rings)
Hello?
Harry, you and I need to talk.
Uh, yeah, I'm a... I'm a little busy right now.
Not now, not over the phone,
but I need your help with something.
Does McCall know about this?
No, and you can't tell her.
Or Mel. Especially not Mel. Understand?
(scoffs) How could I?
You haven't told me anything.
I'll explain when I see you.
Hands up, slowly.
Bumblebee? Matthew? Oh, my God.
Oh, thank God you're okay.
Hey, what's going on? Who were those guys?
They're part of a group called...
Red Cell. Yeah, I know about Red Cell.
I just don't know why they're after me.
To send me a message.
I thought they were gonna try something.
That's why I kept an eye on you.
Why is Red Cell after you?
Because I'm one of them.
And they don't trust me anymore.
You're in Red Cell?
I was recruited a few years ago.
They trained me and they scrubbed my background.
Yeah, that's-that's why Harry and I
couldn't find your military records.
Like, at first, I really felt like I was making a difference.
Okay. Then?
Red Cell works in the gray.
I knew that going into it.
But recently, our missions got more extreme.
How extreme? Last week,
I watched our unit leader gather these innocent people
just to get information about these Somalian bomb makers.
Men that they thought were hiding in these local villages.
And when they didn't talk,
he slaughtered them.
Who is this unit leader?
The man who attacked you, with the scar on his eye.
A few month ago, we got bad intel from a local.
Lost a few of our best guys.
It changed him.
He became convinced
that we need results by any means necessary.
And then the rest of the units fell in line.
And that's why you fled.
No, I came here to blow the whistle.
They're planning something in Somalia that's gonna result
in significant loss of life.
Now, I need to contact someone to stop them
before it's too late.
And they followed you here to make sure
you don't get the chance.
(exhales)
You got my back? Yeah.
I should catch you up on a few things.
I'm using all available cams,
but I'm only getting about 80% coverage.
So keep your eyes peeled for tails.
This is what he does.
Appreciate the assist, Harry.
We need all the help we can get. These guys are good.
Well, you're pretty good, too.
Yeah. Explains how you managed to evade them for so long.
It's a combination of training and luck.
But luck eventually runs out.
If they were able to find Mel, what about the rest
of your family? I mean, over the years I've taken measures
to firewall Mel, but I mean,
these seem like guys with means.
No, that's not their M.O.
Now that they've lost the element of surprise,
there'll be no more warnings.
They're gonna come directly after me
with everything they've got.
M.E.L.: My search has yielded a result.
Hey, Matthew, I don't know how to tell you this,
but, um, that thing in Somalia you came here
to stop-- I think it already happened.
Early reports are calling it a mass casualty event.
I'm too late.
I know that village. The people there.
Good people who just want a peaceful life.
Okay, well, let's make sure it doesn't happen again.
What exactly are we up against with this Red Cell group?
We don't know each other's real names.
Or any personal details.
My code name is Boa.
The leader is Cobra,
who Mel ran into this morning.
All well-trained, heavily armed
and highly motivated.
They will work their mission to completion no matter the cost.
Well, if you never shared any personal information,
how'd they know to come after Mel?
(sighs) A few months ago, we were pinned down
in a firefight and it looked bad.
In a moment of weakness, I asked Cobra,
if I was killed, could he deliver a message to Mel.
Look,
I was too late
to stop the decimation of this village,
but there will be others.
And countless innocent lives that will be lost
unless I stop him.
Seems to me you're the only who can.
Which means they're not gonna stop until you're dead.
Okay, so, how do we blow the whistle?
The only way is through my handler.
The thing is, we've never met.
We communicate via encrypted message.
I reached out to him earlier.
You think he'll help?
Only one way to find out.
We're set to meet in an hour.
Wait, you... are you sure you can trust your handler?
I mean, everyone in your unit is a suspect now.
She's right, it could be a setup.
You're the only one who can pin all of this on them.
Going to that meeting could put you right in their crosshairs.
I got to try.
It's my only play.
Maybe.
But there's more than one way to play it.
Thank you, ladies.
Yeah, have a good one. I'll see you soon.
(door closes)
Oh. That was so good.
Yeah.
I really love this piece, Vi. Did your niece get it
on her travels?
Uh-huh.
Sees like that charity's been an amazing experience for her.
What kind of work do they do again?
Ooh, they, uh,
they raise money for a lot of different causes, you know,
mostly humanitarian aid.
How long have they been around?
Why are you suddenly so interested
in my niece's charity?
I don't care about her charity.
I'm trying to understand why you're so secretive
about your niece, about so many things
in your life.
You're always canceling plans
'cause of some emergency and you're blaming it
on your niece, or... Oh, Come on.
You trying to tell me you've never had
an emergency come up?
Of course, but when I do,
I tell you exactly what's going on.
I don't make vague excuses.
I'm just, I...
I'm starting to feel like I've let you into my life completely.
You haven't done the same.
I understand how you could feel that way.
Okay, so...
now's the part
where you're gonna tell me things'll be different.
I'm sorry.
I can't make that promise.
Relationships are based on honesty, Viola.
If we don't have that, what do we have?
All right. We're in position.
Comms check.
MEL: Check.
ROBYN: Copy.
MATTHEW: We've got action.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Easy.
Who the hell are you?
I'm here on Boa's behalf.
Approach code?
Alpha, eight, Dallas, Clementine.
So, where is Boa?
Slow.
He's somewhere safe.
But he's not gonna stay quiet about
what happened to those villages, and we need your help.
I know him.
He used to be in our unit under a different call sign.
But a few weeks after I joined, he got injured on a mission
and got pulled off the field.
That is a very serious accusation.
Yes, it is.
So, will you help?
Look, if what you're saying is true...
then yes.
But Boa's gonna need to step up and be the face of this.
MATTHEW: He and Cobra were tight.
Always together.
Think it's a setup?
MATTHEW: It's Cobra.
I knew it.
MEL: I don't have a shot.
McCall, it's a setup. Abort.
Abort. (comm crackling)
Comms are jammed. Rob!
Sniper! Cover me!
Shooter! One o'clock!
MEL: They've got McCall surrounded!
I got cover!
Go, go, go!
On the left! Move!
(gun clicking)
Move! Move!
Boss, she's moving! Let's go!
Moving! Covering!
Move, move, move.
ROBYN: Mel!
Moving!
Come on, head for cover.
Cover me! Move, move!
I'm out. Me too.
I can't believe Cobra killed him.
He was my only tie to the program's chain of command.
My only shot at taking those guys down.
When all else fails, follow the money.
How were your operations financed?
Funds show up in an encrypted account.
But even if you could track them, you would have to be
a financial savant to interpret what you're seeing.
I have an idea.
MEL: Harry. Hey.
I need you and Edison to track some money.
Is-is that gunfire?
It's nothing.
Matt's gonna send you some information.
Call me when you have something.
Did you bring a laptop?
I found a way out.
Movement. Let's move.
Covering. Moving.
On your left! Go, go, go!
Covering!
Move! Move, move, move, move, move, move, move! Move!
The exit is blocked.
Okay, clear. Your turn.
All right, got a shell corp in Sweden,
but it bounces to Norway.
Got it.
You're good. (chuckles) We're good.
Hey, um, thanks for helping my brother.
Man, are you kidding? We're family.
That's what family's for.
Normally, that means lending an Allen wrench,
not stopping a black ops team.
Yeah, well, who needs normal? Normal's boring.
Denmark. You're up.
Okay, got it.
MEL: It's too heavy.
We'll never move this in time.
(grunts) What are you doing?
I'm buying you time.
Open this door right now.
It's me that they're after. Matthew?
Open this door!
Matthew!
Shoot the barrels!
Matthew!
MEL: No!
Matthew! We got to go.
MEL: Matthew!
No! No! No! We got to go. Now!
Sorry to interrupt, Sergeant Major.
Who are you? You know me by my code name, Cobra,
leader of Red Cell.
I'm sorry, he just...
It's okay. Leave us.
Apologies for barging in, ma'am.
But I'm afraid it couldn't wait.
I'm listening.
Recently, a member of our team,
code-named Boa, had a mental breakdown.
He deteriorated quickly
and, at some point, snapped, went rogue.
First, he carried out the recent atrocity in Somalia.
The village? Yes, ma'am.
That was him. Against orders.
And earlier today, he killed our handler.
Ultimately, we tracked Boa,
and there was a confrontation.
Despite all efforts to talk him down,
Boa forced a firefight
and, unfortunately, he didn't make it.
I see.
He was our brother, once.
And while it saddens me, we had no choice to stop him
before he killed again.
Exactly what I told her you'd say.
Whatever this woman told you, you should know
that she had personal ties to Boa.
She can't be trusted.
Oh, I questioned her motivation at first.
But then I got a second opinion
from a high-ranking member of the CIA
with an impeccable reputation.
And he not only vouches for this woman
but has provided intel that would suggest
Boa was in the States
when the Somalia bombing went down.
(grunting)
That looked like it hurt.
He's lucky there are witnesses.
He's all yours.
(grunting)
* *
Move it.
Dad, where's grandpa?
Okay.
Change of plans.
Just got a text from Grandpa,
he's not gonna make it-- his car broke down.
Seriously?
So, we're not going?
Of course we're going.
He made sure to leave me the tickets at will call.
So I'm gonna take you.
He'll take you next time, all right?
Come on.
Who's calling shotgun?
STEFON: I call it.
(announcer speaking indistinctly on TV)
Got your message.
So, how bad is it?
Unreal. Um,
I'm gonna go call Mom and Dad.
You okay?
Sorry, stupid question.
I wish I could just make it all go away.
Look, I know you're strong,
but I'm here
to help you carry this. Okay?
Just know that.
I got you. Okay?
I love you.
* *
Look, um, I know there are no words...
But if you need me, I'm here.
Thanks, I just, um...
I think I just need to be alone. Okay?
Yeah, of course.
(door opens)
MATTHEW: Why all the long faces?
Matthew...
Matthew?
I thought... I thought you were dead. Yeah.
You and me both.
Wait, I... How? How is this... how is this possible?
It's just pure luck.
COBRA: Shoot the barrels!
(laughs) That is a wild story. MATTHEW: Yeah.
Well, besides a bit of smoke inhalation,
I came out relatively unscathed.
I mean, that is... just nuts.
EDISON: That's the Bayani way.
We have a knack for getting out of trouble.
Yeah, and into trouble in the first place.
(laughing)
I planned to pull a Keshegian
and let everyone think I was dead.
That way the unit stops
coming after me and my family, but...
I got wind of their arrest when Townsend reached out.
So, what now? MATTHEW: I'm not sure.
I'll be stationed at Fort Hamilton,
temporary assignment
until they decide what to do with me, but
in the meantime...
I don't know. How about a drink?
(chuckling) Oh, my gosh. I will kill you.
None for me.
You need some time with your family and so do I.
Oh. EDISON: You scared us. I was worried about you.
Yeah, I'm fine, I'm fine. MEL: Here.
Hey, can I ask you something?
Yeah, of course.
That story you told
about when you thought you were gonna die
and you told Cobra
to get me a message... Mm-hmm.
What was it?
That I was okay dying,
Knowing that you'll be around to watch our family.
And that I was proud of you.
I was proud to be your brother.
Always have been.
Something I should have told you
a long time ago.
I love you.
I love you, too.
Bumblebee.
Oh, man. (chuckles) What about me?
Ruining all things. What about you?
I-I'm glad he's alive, too. Thank you.
I need a drink with you too.
Thanks, babe.
Hey. Mm?
You okay?
(sighs) Yeah.
* *
I know my family has
a habit of keeping secrets,
but, uh...
I'm glad I have you to share everything with.
Yeah.
Everything.
Yeah.
Mm. Toast?
Cheers.
Mm.
(door closes)
Oh, hey.
Thought you and Trish were going out to dinner.
We were, but, um...
We had a little disagreement.
Mm.
It's about what?
Honesty.
Or the lack thereof.
It's about your mom.
I've kept this whole situation
away from Trish, but...
...the woman's smart.
It is... rough
keeping Mom's secret,
'cause... even what we
don't say can do damage.
Yeah.
We do what we have to do, right?
(door opens, closes)
Let's keep this between ourselves.
Your mom's got enough on her plate.
Hey, Mom. How was your day?
Hey, Robyn. Come join us.
Hey, Aunt Vi.
I thought you were having dinner with Trish tonight.
She had to, uh, cancel.
Everything okay?
Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, why?
You two were talking about something
and then you stopped talking.
(chuckles) Just... you know, something silly.
Well, I have had a very serious day.
So I would love to hear something silly.
(groans)
Secrets.
We were talking about how keeping yours
can be, uh... trying, sometimes.
Trish has been asking a lot of questions lately
that I...
...I can't answer truthfully.
Y'all get into a fight?
Mm.
That's been brewing lately.
What about you, baby girl?
This messing with your life, too?
Okay.
Well...
Also my peers talk about how much
they hate their parents for trying to control them
or something, but...
Turns out
some kids at school resent me.
They think my life is perfect because...
Because you don't talk about what happens at home.
Well...
Well, we have to do something.
I mean, sure,
discretion is necessary,
but it doesn't have to mean lying.
It-it really isn't that big of a deal, Mom.
It is.
And I don't want it
to impact your lives like that.
You sacrifice enough.
(phone vibrates)
I don't have the answers,
but we're gonna figure this out.
To be continued.
What's up, Fisk?
That camera in Green's office--
I figured out who's on the other end of it.
I haven't got a name yet, but they're part
of the special counsel for CIA internal investigations.
Well, in my experience,
the longer the title, the more you have to worry.
Doesn't it bode well for either of us.
You know, when I left the CIA,
I thought my life would simplify.
That I would have a direct, honest line
to the good that I'd do.
And yet,
the more things change, the more they stay the same.
I wish I could tell you that you're wrong,
but there's no other way to spin this.
There's a storm's coming.
* *
Captioning sponsored by CBS
and TOYOTA.
Captioned by Media Access Group at WGBH access.wgbh.org