[phone rings]
-[sighs] -[line beeps]
What took you so long?
Nah. [sighs]
I've been out of cell service. I'm using a prepaid phone.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. You-You need to hear my side of the story.
Okay. [stammers] Whatever.
I need to get to the island and close the deal before she finds me.
Who?
The blonde. That's who. She did this to me.
Hey.
And if she finds me…
she'll kill me.
[whirring]
What are you waiting for? Get to work.
[speaks Spanish]
Who the hell are you?
Edgar Ramirez. This is my business.
Elise Bannister.
Your business is my business.
[sighs]
"Department of Social Services."
You're a social worker.
You don't approve of social workers.
Oh, I think you waste a lot of my tax money
on people who can't cut it in the real world.
Not all of it's wasted. Some of it we straight-up steal.
[chuckles]
Let's be honest.
I was.
We do steal a lot of tax money.
[sighs] What are you here about?
The child labor.
[inhales sharply] Awkward.
They're not children. They're teenagers.
Oh, well, that's better.
I have paperwork on all my workers,
which I believe you saw when you ransacked my office.
"Ransacked."
Oh, scary.
Just getting my story straight for when I call the police.
Who do you think they're gonna believe?
Big mean factory owner with some very recent bad press,
or the sweet little social worker who loves children?
[chuckles] That's a smart play.
I haven't even started crying yet.
[clicks tongue] I don't like you anymore.
And I think you should leave.
Please.
And I thought we were being honest.
Some of these workers are a little on the short side.
Malnutrition. But that's why they came to this country.
And they are so grateful I give them jobs, and run fundraisers, and food kitchens.
I mean, haven't you seen the news? I'm a community leader.
[machinery grinding]
[sighs] Wow.
That's a nice car.
I like nice things.
Social workers can't afford nice things.
At least not honest social workers.
So what's your game?
I'm just doing my job.
Doing your job, you wouldn't have been going through my files off the record
because you need everything documented for court cases.
You would've parked out front, checked in with reception,
not back here where the, uh, camera is broken.
The camera's broken? When did that happen?
Cut to the chase.
Whatever it is you're up to,
it would be a lot smarter if you clued me in.
It's not much of a chase. You're already way behind.
[inhales sharply] Let's see if you're smart enough to catch up.
It says this is where Parker's phone was.
We found where she went.
It's some industrial complex.
Does anyone know what Parker's up to?
Yeah, we got a pretty good idea.
Can you tell us what happened to Rodrigo?
He told me he got a job.
A good job. Hundred dollars a week.
He didn't tell me it was with machinery that did this.
Some grinder.
Crushes bones.
Oh, no. That's-That's crazy.
He's way too young to be operating machinery like that.
-What is he, sixteen? -Fourteen.
He's my sister's boy.
She died two years ago so he came to America.
I'm sponsoring him.
I'm happy to take a look at his paperwork,
make sure everything is in order, if you like?
Then we can sue the company for negligence.
No, we can't.
He had fake work papers saying he was old enough.
Where'd he get those?
Señor Ramirez.
[sighing]
No, mijo. Yeah, stop. Please stop.
[panting] They asked who wanted more work and I said yes.
He said he could get the papers for me.
They gave them to me at the factory.
Okay. Are you willing to testify to that?
Too many of his cousins are, um… Uh, they-they don't--
They're undocumented.
[sighs] I talk and they suffer.
Señor Ramirez told me that.
[breathing heavily]
[Rodrigo's aunt] It's okay.
No. That's not what I'm saying. You're not listening to me.
I'm saying that she has the right to not answer her phone.
I agree.
But… Okay, just tell me the details of this case
don't have you just a little bit concerned?
[Harry] Yes, yes. Yes, I will.
As soon as I can.
I love you.
Bye.
Whew. My mother.
Where's Breanna?
She's finishing up some research. Hey, let me ask you a question.
How do you set boundaries?
I'm doing a little relationship repair with my mother,
and she's asking me the most awkward questions about what we do.
Eliot, what do you say to your dad?
We beat up, like, ten guys together.
-He knows the score. -[chuckles]
My mother's water aerobics class is aggressive,
but I don't think she's gonna be up for that kind of bonding.
Harry, there's a line.
Citizens on one side, cons on the other.
You decided to cross the line. This is the price.
Assembled host, witness Edgar Ramirez,
who owns five manufacturing and food processing companies
across three states.
All right. So Parker is trying to expose this guy for child labor.
Oh, there's no exposure to be done.
He has been caught and fined many times.
But the maximum fine is $15,000 per offense
which, when you're clearing millions a year,
doesn't even reach the level of annoyance.
He can pay these kids half, even a third of what an adult would take.
They're desperate. He's rich.
The boy wound up in the hospital. Someone must have noticed.
Authorities noticed,
but Ramirez successfully claimed that the employment agency,
Sunrise Personnel Solutions, run by this guy, Dean Cisco,
wasn't doing their due diligence on the workers he provided.
Cisco successfully argued that they used the federal E-Verify system
to check IDs, but there's not much more they can do beyond that.
However, a deep dive into the shell companies
reveals that Ramirez actually owns Cisco's company.
Right. So he owns a cutout company.
Cisco fakes the papers.
Ramirez pretends he's been fooled.
He's a pro.
Okay, this is bad.
This is very bad, but it's not as bad as some of the cases we've had,
so why are we all walking on eggshells around Parker?
It's because it involves kids.
[scoffs] I didn't do years of therapy to not talk about it.
Cases with kids set me off a little.
A little?
I may have blown up a building.
S-S-Several buildings.
Stabbed a guy with a fork. Stuff.
Look, we all have our blind spots.
That's why we work together as a team.
To protect each other, sometimes against our own instincts.
Well, I've installed bugs and cameras in Ramirez's office
and put a backdoor in his computer.
Breanna has full access to all of that.
Yep, I'm in everything.
So, check my work, monitor the con, and if I get in trouble, I'll call.
And you're dead set on doing this alone?
Well, you all have your side jobs.
Your veterans, clients, white hat hacking. Sometimes I just miss--
You wanna run the way you wanna run. No questions asked. I get it.
I mean, none of us were team players before this.
This is a solo album.
I get it. You're not breaking up the band, you just wanna try a little prog rock.
Something like that.
So what's the con? Oh, I'm-I'm just asking out of curiosity.
I'm not second-guessing.
You don't usually run the long con.
And what's the character?
It's very not you.
It has to be.
Like Sophie said, I never run the long con.
I'm not good at lying.
I have to pick someone and be them,
so I mixed up a bunch of ladies from Nate's old movies.
Aw. It's a classic noir. He would've loved that.
Well, since I have a new respect for boundaries,
I'm just gonna say good luck.
Solo album.
Well, if you need a featured track, call your girl.
-Did you buy that that's why she's-- -No.
Good. Yeah. Just checking.
So what was this social worker looking for?
Isla Nubla.
I looked it up.
It's a tiny island off the coast of Colombia.
Like a rock and three trees.
She was going through my files,
you know, looking for immigration docs, uh, birth certificates.
Any of my workers that might have come from there
or had family from there.
Problem is…
half our documents are real.
The other half are, you know, enhanced by us.
So even you can't figure out if one of your workers is from there.
Did you keep the original papers for the fake IDs?
Yeah, let me just sign into my servers here.
I mean, technically no,
but we don't so much fake IDs as we recycle the real ones.
So there's a chance.
And you're sure that this Elise Bannister's a crook?
[scoffs] You should've been in the room with her.
Was like being on the wrong side of the glass with a tiger.
She's the same as us. Trust me.
Oh. Phone message.
Not in the files, but I got a couple of phone messages about Isla Nubla.
Yeah, a woman, Marta Cabrera, from Goldstar Property
asking about employees from the island. My assistant just blew it off.
You know what? Goldstar, it's right up the highway.
I'm gonna go check it out. In the meantime, make some calls.
Try and find out anything about anyone that crossed the border from that place.
Copy that.
…anything about anyone that crossed the border from that place.
Yep, I reviewed this morning's footage from Parker's camera again.
You're at Goldstar Property?
I found the office from the phone messages.
Didn't we sort of promise her that we'd give her some room?
I'm not going to interfere with the con, but she said to check her work.
And I just need to see things up close.
Okay, so, Goldstar Property is a real company.
But their office is just a conference room.
And this Marta Cabrera, she's nowhere in sight.
Parker, of course, did not get caught stealing Ramirez's files.
She meant to get caught planting this information,
including these calls from Marta Cabrera, whoever that is,
pointing Ramirez at Goldstar Property.
Well, she laid a trail for him.
Why here?
Ramirez is gonna be there any second actually.
Ooh.
That little minx.
[scoffs]
She set me up.
What?
[knocking on door]
I'm Marta Cabrera. Goldstar Property Development.
Hi. I'm here about Isla Nubla.
[chuckling] Oh. Oh, please, sit.
You have no idea how happy I am
that someone is interested in the Isla Nubla property.
It was originally my idea to make the purchase.
So your company owns some of the property on the island?
[chuckling] We, uh… We pretty much own the whole island.
[chuckles] It's just sitting there on the books.
A giant purchase with no investors.
And every day, my boss, he's like,
"Hey… [chuckles] …Marta, Isla Nubla, great deal."
So tell me about this opportunity.
Oh, it is an opportunity. It is. It's not a mistake.
Uh, you're with the cruise ship people?
-A competitor. -A competitor?
-I have a bidding war? -But you have to tell me everything.
As you know… [chuckles]
…there is a desperate demand for deep water ports all along the Caribbean
as cruise ships get larger and larger.
But more and more places are banning them.
I mean, why?
[stammers] It's just, like, five-to-seven thousand tourists
flooding your streets every three days. Who wouldn't want that?
-Sign me up. -[chuckles]
And Isla Nubla is perfect 'cause there's no one to complain.
[Parker] Hurricane Francis.
Hurricane Francis scrubbed the island clean in 2023.
Everyone who lived there was evacuated and no one was allowed to come back.
This is Elise Bannister.
She's helping us with the consent decree.
Because of pressure from the Inter-American Court of Human Rights,
the government of Colombia is honoring the indigenous claims to the land.
So any business developed on the island
has to pay out to the people who lived there.
[Ramirez] But you can't find any.
Elise is doing her best.
But you can't develop until you have someone born on the island to sign off.
We have bought everybody that can be bought.
[breathing heavily] Government, military, police, immigration.
[groans] I mean, we can do this deal with just one person.
[stammers] This person will get a very generous yearly compensation.
One million dollars a year.
I mean, it should be easy to find one person, right? [cries]
[stammering] It should be so easy. I'm sorry.
I… [cries]
I'm getting the stress spins. Could you give me a minute?
Absolutely.
That's why you came by my place.
I had a lead.
An unaccompanied minor from an island family
made it across the border and wound up at your factory.
I just couldn't confirm it.
Hmm. You should've taken my offer because now I don't need you.
I have got connections in this community.
Legal, illegal.
Splash around ten grand,
pretty sure I can find somebody from that island by the weekend.
Get my piece of that million. [clicks tongue]
What kind of bed do you want to die in?
Not sure what you're proposing, but I'll try anything twice.
Do you wanna die in the bed of a man who owns a bunch of grubby little factories,
chewing up meat and bone and kids?
Or do you wanna die in the bed of a man who owns Picassos,
private jets, whole islands?
A social worker can't do all that.
No, I can't.
But we can.
[phone chimes]
-You have my number. -I certainly do.
-Hmm. -That address, one hour.
What do you have to lose?
Mm-hmm.
Very pleased with yourself.
I knew you'd follow the same clue path just to check.
Wasn't it fun though?
Just the buzz.
No plans or backup or prep?
I admit, it was invigorating.
So that's what this has been about.
It's been too safe.
You missed the adrenaline rush. The thrill of the unexpected.
Mmm. Something like that.
But now I need a follow-up and you're blown.
Breanna, I need two things.
First, I texted Ramirez an address. Meet me there.
[exclaims]
Hey, hey!
Can somebody please grab me the schematics for the HVAC installment,
and-and bring me a union rep on the horn
before we get those five-by-fives above the electrical grid?
Thank you.
There is a lot less floor to this floor than I would like.
What is this, like, 30 floors up?
Thirty-three.
I wanna try a new technique. Put the mark under primal stress,
it changes their brain chemistry, distracts from the lie.
See. I knew it!
Solo album, you get to play with all the funky new stuff.
No, I get it. I got some ideas for innovating our cons too.
-Mmm. Something like that. -Okay, dig it.
Drones beaming subsonic, subconscious messages into people's skulls.
It's-It's not mind control per se, but it's mind control.
[Breanna] This the guy?
Uh, why don't you come on with me? I don't want people hearing this.
So, you heard about the Isla Nubla deal?
Yeah, yeah. [grunts]
Wow. That's, uh, some grip.
I got you this far.
Not gonna let you go now.
You're all mine.
-[gasps, chuckles] -[chuckles]
[Breanna chuckles]
Hey, Romeo. [clicks tongue] That bundle of nerves at the property company,
uh, gave you the deal about the consent decree?
Well, what she didn't tell you,
is there's more.
Uh, the families out on that rock,
they have to be included in any development, not just consulted.
Local businesses, they get the first right of refusal.
Define "local."
You show up with one member of the family and a third of the building fee,
they have to give you a piece.
Not a payout.
A piece of a port that could generate $100 million a year.
What's your angle?
Okay. Commercial real estate isn't exactly booming.
People aren't going into their offices.
They're sitting at home in their jammies with their Ativan and their kittens.
My firm, we need to be the ones that build the port.
And a grateful partner can make that all happen.
Yeah.
What's buy-in?
Uh, $10 million,
but you have those sort of assets, don't you?
Put ten million in escrow with Goldstar, bring me someone with papers.
Papers proving they're from that island
and you get a 10-to-1 return on your investment.
Minimum.
I'll make the call.
[clicks tongue] Yeah, okay.
Don't like it out here.
Hey, you busy?
Just reviewing Parker's sting. Do you need something?
Um, a favor. But, you know what, it can wait till later.
How's this going?
It's impressive actually.
She's combining two classic cons.
The Lost Heir and the El Dorado.
There really is an Isla Nubla.
There really is a consent decree. And there really is a Goldstar Property.
We were at their offices.
The only thing that doesn't exist is the lost heir.
The child.
So Parker's next step is to prove to Ramirez that she's found the child.
He then takes out loans against his properties
and raids his secret piggy bank to buy into the port construction.
Dumps the money in an escrow.
Which we pillage.
And Parker disappears.
He can't provide the heir.
There's no deal. We've stolen his money.
It's a clean blow.
And the properties get sold to somebody
who theoretically would be less than enthusiastic about using child labor.
-Mmm. -Probably.
Well, it's a low bar.
This is America.
So where is she now?
Oh, she's closing the deal. She's gone to one of Ramirez's fundraisers.
So if this is almost finished then why are you looking at all of this?
I know what story she's spinning to him.
I'm just wondering what story she's spinning to us.
You don't trust Parker?
With my life, always.
-With her life… -[tapping finger]
…usually.
[chuckles]
[chuckles] You asked for it.
[jazz music playing]
[music continues]
-I'm glad you came. -Hi.
-Did you donate? -[clicks tongue] I wrote a big check.
I expect to come into some money soon.
-Thank you. -[chuckles]
We are raising funds for a new community center.
Hmm.
You build your own hunting grounds.
[chuckles]
[music continues]
Community centers bring in families.
Mixed families.
The children are legal, the parents are not.
Kids can work.
You use the families as leverage.
Ruthless.
-I approve. -I don't care if you approve.
The strong do what they will, the weak do what they must.
It's the way of the world.
And before you ask, no I don't feel bad.
I'm helping people.
I'm just helping myself a little bit more.
But I don't take advantage of people, unlike you.
[clicks tongue] You're a bent social worker.
People trust you and you use that.
The government pays you,
and you use your job by finding a kid to use as a bargaining chip for a payoff.
Do you feel bad?
Do I feel bad about doing bad things to people I think deserve it?
[chuckles]
Absolutely not.
-[Ramirez] Hmm. -[phone chimes]
-What's that? -[clicks tongue]
Like I said, I don't take advantage of people.
We don't need a kid.
My documents guy, Cisco, he made me new papers.
Turns out, my parents were lying to me all those years.
I wasn't born in the US.
I was born on Isla Nubla.
I can sign those papers myself.
[indistinct chattering on intercom]
[rhythmic beeping]
Hi.
How's he doing?
He's good. Improving.
Those people came. Like you said.
They're so kind.
Yeah, they're good people.
You're a good person too, you know, for helping us.
[whistling]
-Hello. -[screaming]
[groans] Oh! [groans] Whoo!
You really, really need to check your back seat before you get into your car.
Point made.
[sighs] I admire you, Harry. You changed.
[sighs]
Uh, okay.
Well, hey, not to, uh, deny a compliment, which I appreciate,
but from what I'm told, so did you.
Yeah. But it didn't start out that way.
You know, first I was with the others because
it let me do different kinds of crimes. Stuff I'd never done before.
It challenged me and I wasn't really challenged back then.
-Okay. -It was only later,
after being together we decided to change together.
See, I changed with people.
And it felt good because we were helping each other change.
But you changed alone.
All on your own. Just one day…
-[fingers snap] -…no more evil lawyer.
How did you do that?
[stammers] Well, I don't know that I did change alone.
I-I always had this other voice in my head that hated me so much
that I just needed it to go away.
Which is not real healthy now that I'm thinking about it.
[clears throat] So that's what this whole solo con is about?
You're trying to figure out why some people change or can change or…
Something like that.
Here's the thing.
I knew Sophie would show up for just her part of the con.
Breanna would be in no matter what.
But you respected my decision and stayed out.
Now I'd like to ask a favor of you.
Yeah. Anything.
Can you be an evil lawyer for me one more time?
[chuckles]
It's gotta be over 200 rpms or it's not gonna pulverize the bone properly.
Get in there and clean it out again.
Edgar Ramirez?
Dexter Cheeble, attorney-at-law. That's two E's.
My firm would like to take a peek at your employment records.
-Why? -Well, I'm helping a kid
with his immigration status. Wanna verify his work history.
It's voluntary, but everybody says that you're wonderful in the community.
[chuckles]
His name is Hector Ortiz. Born October 16, 2006.
Isla Nubla, Colombia.
Do you know Elise Bannister?
Social worker. Sweet woman. She was looking for Hector.
She made some inquiries. She couldn't find him.
I did find him, and I wanna give him the best representation that I can.
Any way I can help you out with that?
Wow. That's really heartwarming.
And if you're serious, well, immigration cases can be expensive.
And they take years.
Yeah, we might be talking about regular, but reasonable,
expenses over a long period of time.
I tell you what. I'm a little jammed up right now.
Why don't you come back tonight after 8:00 p.m.?
I got a skeleton crew working the east wing.
I could pull that paperwork for you then,
and we can discuss, uh, other accommodations.
Such a pleasure to work with professionals.
Yeah, we got a problem.
How the hell did this guy find out?
I told you. I was in your office because I was following a lead.
Kid from the island.
I paid some people off.
They made some calls.
One of them must have tipped the lawyer. But how did he know to come here?
Cisco.
Day after you were in my office,
I had my documents guy make some calls too.
[stammers] It could have been either one of us.
-Well, I blame you. -Fair enough. I blame you.
Look, I didn't totally get a new identity so I can split this money with some kid.
Look at this.
Birth certificate, passport, citizenship ID.
I'm… It's all flawless.
No, it's worse.
If this kid has family, that means he'd know other families from the island.
How does this fake ID hold up with ten, 15 people,
all with their own lawyers, challenging it?
I say we pay him.
-Why? -Find out how much he really knows.
See if this Hector Ortiz is legitimate. Then use the lawyer to make him go away.
No, no, no, no.
Once you pay a blackmailer they just keep coming back for more.
Better to just kill him.
-When? -Tonight.
He's already coming over here alone.
Hell, this place is gonna be on skeleton crew.
Look, Cisco got me two guys.
They can clip him before he gets out of the parking lot.
Oh, no. Oh, no, no, no.
Harry.
Harry, are you on comms?
Of course you're not on comms because I'm not running this job.
Eliot.
Eliot, you there?
[phone chimes]
Are you out of your mind?
What the hell?
Killing the lawyer here the same day he was here?
They can track his cell here.
Did you use your key card to enter the building today?
-Well, yeah. I mean, I-- -So you've actually placed us…
no, not me, just you, actually, at the scene of the murder.
-What if something goes wrong? -We should get out of here.
You think?
[grunting]
[grunts]
[yells]
[grunting]
[groans]
-[grunting] -Harry!
[Harry grunts, laughs] Whoo!
Ha! I think I would've had that other one too. [laughs]
-I can wake him up for you if you want. -No, no. No, no. I'm good. Come on.
-[stammers] -Stop with the handshake, man.
Then go. Go!
[Harry] You!
You paid those men!
This guy…
-You have a gun? -Wait…
[grunts]
We're in this together now.
All the way.
[Ramirez] Hey. You're Cisco's guy?
-Yeah. -Nice job. We had to do this ourselves.
Bone grinder handle this?
Yeah, it'll make a body disappear. There'll be no sign of him. No evidence.
Look, we're getting out of here. This is your mess, so you clean it up.
Okay.
[Eliot] Nice fall. You stayed loose.
[grunts]
Well, I've died a few times now. I'm getting pretty good at it.
-What's next? -Nothing.
We end this right now.
[chuckling]
Bang, bang! [laughs]
[stammers] You should've seen his face.
Oh, come on. My plan was always to kill Harry,
frame Ramirez so I had more leverage.
[inhales deeply] I just did not anticipate actual killers in the in-betweeny part.
And if Eliot hadn't shown up?
Yeah, how did you get there so fast?
-I was following Harry just in case. -He was following Harry.
You're not the only one who can track a phone.
You were following me?
-Hey, come on. -[stammers]
-How about a hug? -What? No.
-Fist bump. -That's why I don't tell you stuff.
Let's do a cool handshake like you have with Hardison.
You were not one step ahead.
You were half a step, maybe.
Look, if this was truly still a solo act, we'd have no say.
But you've roped us all in.
You gotta wrap it up. You know it's time.
Only if we can be sure we get everything.
And I mean everything Ramirez has.
I'm tracking his financials. He put all of his properties up.
He pulled out all the cash from his hidden accounts.
I promise, if we take him now he's ruined with no way back.
Okay. Then we use Goldstar.
-The property developers? -Mm-hmm.
He found the place. It's a location he'll trust.
He'll present his fake ID,
Sophie will agree to accept for the port project,
Goldstar will open an escrow account for his investment.
Which I loot.
Mmm. Sophie disappears, he can't get his money back, no project.
Ruined.
-All cool? -[Harry] All cool. [clear throat]
-Today. -Now.
You're right.
It's time to end this.
Hey. [grunting]
Where you going? You're dead.
Oh. Right. I forgot that.
You're smooshed. You're all smooshed up.
Okay. I don't need that image.
Need a ride?
My mother said never to accept rides from a stranger.
Are we strangers?
We don't have to be.
I don't mix business and pleasure.
But when the deal's done, the business is done.
[chuckles]
You should've listened to your mother.
[groaning]
[grunts]
No cameras back here, remember?
[phone chimes]
[alarm blaring]
[workers clamoring]
[sighs] Parker's overdue.
[Harry] Is there some part of this con that isn't completed?
I thought all she had to do is walk in there and get him to sign.
Right, and then Sophie gives him the forms for the escrow, and we're done.
If she's not on her comms, ping her phone.
[phone beeps]
[sighs]
A little while ago someone, someone important,
asked me to think about why I do what I do.
This part isn't gonna make sense to you, and that's okay, some of it's just for me.
So I thought about it, and I was working really hard at it,
and I realized, all of a sudden…
[grunts] …I don't know.
I know why we do what we do.
And I love that.
But I don't.
And I've been this way since I was a kid.
I don't feel things the way other people do.
So I was using their feelings to look at mine.
Everyone kept asking me why I was doing this…
but they wouldn't let me answer,
they just kept guessing why I was doing it.
Always my feelings through them.
And then I thought, "Do I even know what I want?"
So I had to get away.
Because I do have feelings.
One a lot.
It's so strong inside my head.
Anger.
At people like you, who think, what did you say,
"The strong do what they will, the weak do what they must."
Is that what you really think? Because when I was younger…
Anyway, now I'm strong and you're weak.
So what am I going to do, and why am I going to do it?
Because that was the whole point.
Of all this.
I had to be totally alone, away from all their influence,
all their good influence, so I could get to this moment right here.
[machine whirring, grinding]
Where I genuinely do not know what I'm going to do.
[whirring, grinding stops]
[panting] Oh, thank God. You're here to stop her.
No, no.
No, nobody said that.
How did you--
You're not the only one that can track a phone.
-But I left my-- -Ramirez's phone.
You here to stop me?
No.
You gonna tell Hardison?
I'm not gonna tell anyone.
'Cause I got your back.
No matter what.
You tried to talk Nate out of killing the man who murdered his father.
Don't do that.
Nate was an alcoholic that carried around a ton of Catholic guilt.
He hated himself for the death of his son.
And he wouldn't have lasted a week after pulling the trigger.
Now you and me…
You remember that time, on the mountain,
and you said you wanted to do the right thing, like them.
But we're not like them.
We're different, you and me.
You're different.
[sighs]
And sometimes, and this is on us, but maybe we forget that.
So you go be you.
You make the choice.
And that way you know who you are.
No matter who that is…
I got your back.
I'll be outside if you need me.
[machine whirring]
No! No!
[grunts]
[panting]
[grunts, sighs]
[sighs]
[panting]
Barely, yeah. Yeah, barely got away.
She's psycho, man.
Dude, she teamed up with one of the guys you…
that you sent to kill the lawyer.
No, no, no. I saw him die. I shot him.
Whatever, forget all of that, that's why I ran.
Look they had my US papers, but I had your Colombian IDs.
They were perfect.
Look I'm gonna go to Isla Nubla, okay?
I'm gonna use these papers to register with the government as a citizen,
and then I'm gonna work the con from this side of the border.
Look… [stutters] And I know… I know that I can't access my funds,
but I have the number to Goldstar and the architect.
[stammers]
I can still pull this off.
What do you mean, you never got the papers?
So what papers have I been traveling under?
Con's over.
Those papers are from me.
Breanna, I need two things.
First, I texted Ramirez an address. Meet me there.
Second thing,
can you get into his servers, use his software to make ID papers?
Who do you want Ramirez to be?
Oh, Alexandro Lasarto.
Wanted for drug smuggling, kidnapping, dog fighting,
which is weirdly a priority for the feds, terrorism threats.
I think there's some vandalism in there too.
-You-- -Oh, yeah, definitely.
Draw attention to yourself.
Those warrants dropped last night, and all the local cops are looking for you.
[clears throat]
I can go to the US Embassy.
With what ID?
I mean, not that it matters, but you're dead.
It's like you said, the grinder leaves no trace.
So nobody even looked.
[smacks lips] So what is this now? You kill me?
Oh, no, no, no. This is your chance.
See, I do know why I do this.
I believe in our mission.
Redemption.
[chuckles]
[Parker chuckles]
Yeah. It starts, I think for you, with empathy.
Yeah.
You need to experience what other people experience.
You took advantage of people who came to a country all alone.
Families, children who didn't know the language, they had no papers,
with no options, who had to hide from the law.
-No. -Yeah.
That's you now.
Here.
Oh, I'm so excited for your journey into empathy and redemption.
Good luck.
[siren wailing in distance]
Looks like someone called the cops after all.
[siren wailing]
[siren distorts, stops]
Hey! You're back.
[sighs] I think it was a teachable moment.
Man, you really had us going there.
I told you, I'm not good at lying.
I had to totally stay in character.
I had to completely commit that I was going to kill him to get him to run.
[sighs] Then I needed you guys to drive the con,
up until Eliot stopped me, to really help me sell it.
Okay. Uh, I'm headed to the airport to pick up Hardison, you want to come?
Oh, no. I have to get my presentation ready.
I never doubted her.
Not for a second.
[chuckles] Say hi to Hardison.
[sighs] I'll see him when I get back.
Hey. You're not sticking around for Hardison?
Oh, no, I'm running late. I'm going on a trip with Jack.
Ah, small town mayor Jack. Biker Jack.
Actually it's veterinarian, tow truck driver, fire chief Jack.
Now that his town is in safe hands, we can get away to Manhattan.
The B and B is fine, but sometimes a lady does enjoy a penthouse.
That's gonna make this favor kind of awkward.
Ask away.
-Would you meet my mother? -[gasps]
Why, Mr. Wilson, we haven't even courted. [chuckles]
I've been able to avoid most of her questions, except for one:
Is there anyone important in my life?
And there is.
My best friend…
[inhales deeply] …who saved me from going to prison
when I committed my first crime.
-It was a good effort. -And who helped me change.
Because, while I did start this without you,
I couldn't have finished it without you.
She wants one true thing.
That's you.
As soon as I get back.
And as soon as you've shaved.
-[gasps, groans] -[Sophie laughs]
Oh, we're gonna have to come up with a great cover story.
-Something scandalous and glamorous. -Um…
What does your mother know about the British Secret Service?
Oh, this may have been a really bad idea.
Your man in Morocco hooked me up.
Did you get those robot parts I asked for?
You mean the very illegal robot parts?
Like I said, the good ones.
Okay, let's hear your report.
[stammers] Wait… I'm-I'm sorry, babe. What…
[smacks lips] It's been six months.
You said you wanted to think about why and how we do crime,
so… [chuckles] …it's time for your report.
Oh.
Nah, I was like more on a meditative retreat.
-You know, just like-- -Well, I did mine.
Sit. [grunts]
This is on you, man. This is on you.
Wait, when did she start using the screens?
She never uses the screens.
I always can use the screens, I just choose not to.
The screens are boring. [clears throat]
-I treated philosophy like a heist. -Of course you did.
And I traced the evolution of ethics and power through history.
Now, as you can see on the timeline from 500 BC, the Axial Age,
parallel development in Greek, Indian and Chinese thought.
Yep. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. I knew that. I know that. I know that.
Yeah, sort of a side road here,
but when Eliot was mayor, I dabbled in anarchism.
[Eliot] Beat up a guy with a bike.
Mmm. And then there was that whole dead end with consequentialism
when we grifted that polycule.
Poly… What were you people up to?
I sent you the report. Are you not reading my reports?
-You don't? -So, now I know.
None of it matters.
[stammers] That's intriguing. I--
Unexpected.
I'm a thief. I steal. I break the rules.
Sometimes I break the rules because the rules let people get hurt.
No, the rules say it's okay to hurt people.
To be cruel.
And it's not.
People need to be kind.
[inhales deeply] And if they're not kind, I will steal their stuff
and Eliot will punch them in the face until they are kind.
-No, that's-that's not-- -Let her cook.
But the main reason to do this my way is…
it's our way.
And doing this lets us be us. And that's enough.
[Eliot] You know what?
Here's to us.
-Babe, that was-- [chuckles] -Okay!
Now it's time for your report.
-Oh, this… this is gonna be good. -What?
What? Uh… Yeah. It's just… It's just that--
Do you also have visual aids or…
-I got 'em. -You got 'em?
-I-I got…They upstairs. -Yeah.
Did you not do your report?
I did. You ain't gotta get… Why you moving?
You ain't got to get up. You ain't got to get up.
I gotta see this. [strains]
[Breanna] What the…