Previously on The Catch...
We are working for Ethan's fiancée.
You think she's after me just for my money.
If somebody tried to tell me Ben was using me,
I'd not have believed them.
I wanna put you on retainer.
- He's trying to own you. - We're done with this.
- She deserves better. - You mean better than me.
Where are you going? And can I come with you?
- Will you tell Alice and Val? - That you're dating a murderer?
- Why d'you care? - She's using you.
You're gonna end up dead.
- Felicity. How do I know I can trust you? - You don't.
Listen to me. I killed Felicity.
She's alive, and she is definitely up to something.
- You shot her.
Your own girlfriend.
- Oh, come on.
She was more your girlfriend by then, wasn't she?
And your spy.
You were chasing us.
I was pursuing my own interests.
She was disloyal. A clear liability.
You could've fired her.
What, and trusted that she'd stay out of my affairs?
She couldn't even be trusted to stay dead.
- Right.
Where is she?
Because, this time, I'm gonna do it properly.
You're not, Rhys. We don't even know why she's here.
To kill us, obviously.
Maybe she's here to kill you, but I just spent two days with her.
Yeah, go on. Rub it in.
If she wanted me dead,
she could have killed me 100 times.
I think she's up to something else.
- That's right. Killing me.
So, once again, where is she?
Put it away! It's not your move. It's me she made contact with.
It's my business she's trying to steal.
And she's clearly got help.
And once I find out who she's working with,
then you can kill her.
But first, I need you
to tell me everything about the night you shot Felicity.
Perhaps we can find out who helped
bring her back from the dead.
So, your brother murdered a woman
who came back to life, but you didn't know all this,
so you slept with her and pulled a job with her,
which you now believe she sabotaged.
Yes, exactly.
And what is it you want us to do?
I want you to find out who she's working with
and what she's planning so that I can take her down.
And when you say "take her down"...
I wouldn't concern yourself too much with the details if I were you.
I know how squeamish you both are
about my extra-legal...
- Illegal. - ...activities.
Are you going to kill her?
I haven't decided.
What I need is for you to retrace Felicity's steps
from the day that Rhys botched her murder,
starting with identifying whoever it was that saved her life.
Okay.
Rhys says that after he shot Felicity, he went downstairs to the hotel bar.
- Naturally. - ...which is where he placed a call
to the firm's corpse-removal specialist,
- a man named "The Cleaner." - Gotta have one of those.
He spent over two hours in the bar.
When he returned, the corpse was already removed.
So I'd start with The Cleaner.
But if The Cleaner works for Kensington...
He used to. He vanished right after this job.
I thought we'd lost him in the restructuring, but now...
It seems he may be working with Felicity.
So I need you to find him.
Do you have a name?
No.
But The Cleaner's nom de plume
stems from his... distinctive technique.
Please don't tell us.
Total liquefaction.
- Agh. - What did I say?
The deceased can literally be flushed down the drain. It's... really convenient.
- Margot. - You think
it's more civilized to hack a body to pieces
and haul it round in a sack? Because let--
Can you please stop?
Okay. We can't.
Can't what?
Do this.
Help you with this.
Oh, come on.
She's trying to kill me.
You'd be preventing a murder.
And if not me, then think about poor Tessa,
your step-daughter.
Because if I'm gone, she'll have to live with you.
Permanently.
- All right, fine. - I had a feeling.
But after this, we're done.
We'll see.
Clear your schedule. I may need you this afternoon.
Okay. For...?
Don't let me stop you if you need to go be her henchman.
I'm not her henchman.
Does she know that?
What are you doing?
Just packing for a brief getaway.
- You can't. We have a job to do. - Sorry. You'll have to tell Justine--
This job isn't coming from Justine.
Look who's back in the bad guy business!
Who's the target?
Ethan Ward.
Alice's ex. He's up to something.
I just need proof and a second-story man
in case of breaking and entering.
Aww. I'm flattered, but I'm gonna have to pass.
- I'm trying to protect Alice. - When Alice finds out, you're the one
that's gonna need protecting.
I can't do this without you.
Then don't.
Or better yet, ask Justine.
Look, if Ethan is crooked,
then he's a perfect target for the FBI.
Plus, Alice is far more likely
to believe Justine than she is you.
That's true.
And when Justine asks where you are?
Just tell her I had to go pay my last respects to an old friend.
I asked Sophie to make a list of all the
chemical warehouses in Los Angeles and the Valley.
This has to be the last time.
As soon as we wrap this case,
we are officially done with Margot Bishop.
Agreed. We'll give her back all her money if we have to, plus interest.
Let's not get crazy.
Well, Ethan'll pay us more,
and he won't ask us to hunt down
people who make human Drano for a living.
So we are accepting Ethan's offer.
Why wouldn't we?
Ben will be fine.
I'm sure he will be. Once you have the conversation with him.
We don't need to have a conversation.
This isn't Ben's decision to make.
As your business partner, I could not agree more.
But as your friend...
He's just jealous.
You want me to arrest your girlfriend's ex-boyfriend.
I know what it sounds like.
This is so refreshingly human of you.
- I'm not jealous. - Of course not.
- Why would you be jealous
of a phenomenally successful
multi-millionaire business tycoon?
- He's not a good guy. - He's an extremely good-looking guy.
Seven years ago, the cops were looking at him for murder, fraud, and corruption but
couldn't make it stick.
Maybe because he didn't do that stuff.
But maybe he did, and you could be the one that finally gets him.
That's so sweet of you to pretend to make this about me.
We catch bad guys. Is that not what we do?
Where is this coming from?
He wants Alice to work for him exclusively,
and I just wanna make sure he's on the up-and-up... for her.
Do I have to tell you
all the reasons this is a bad idea?
It's a favor.
Not unlike when I went undercover
to save your ex-husband.
Ethan Ward is a private citizen.
He's also a multi-millionaire. You don't become that playing by the rules.
I'll swing by our white collar division,
see what I can dig up.
What I don't understand is if you can't trust this woman,
then why include her in our plans?
So we can draw her out and find out hers.
She's not gonna tell you anything. She's gonna kill you!
Yes, but sometimes,
before they kill you, they get cocky, monologue a bit,
tell you everything, and then bam! You kill them.
- Let's just kill her now.
Be nice.
Actually, don't. She'll get suspicious.
Hello, darling.
Could you not find child care?
Well, Tessa will be actually joining us today.
Firm's version of homeschool.
According to Mummy, I'm meant to be learning from my elders.
So I'll be watching every move you make.
I'm afraid the sit-down with Keegan didn't go as planned.
Oh, dear. What happened?
Someone moved in, made a deal ahead of us.
How?
I thought we were the only ones who knew.
So did I.
Trouble is, I'm not entirely sure
who it is we're up against.
How do you mean?
Keegan was only given a code name-- Mockingbird.
Mockingbird?
Does it mean anything to you?
No. I'm afraid not.
Didn't mean anything to us, either.
Which is why I was considering reaching out to my brother.
To Rhys?
I didn't realize you were still speaking.
Is he in town?
Yes. I'm afraid he is.
I'm sure he'd be glad to see you.
Oh, I don't know about that.
We left each other on, uh... awkward terms.
Am I the only person in this family you haven't slept with?
All right. That's enough.
Let's come up with a plan to draw out this Mockingbird.
I'll call in a bit.
Ah, ah.
Rhys.
Felicity.
I can't believe you came all the way back from the dead and didn't call.
I never got to thank you properly for the scar, did I?
I suppose that's why you've come back, is it? To kill me?
Yes.
Among other things.
I suppose I needn't ask how you knew where to find me.
To give my sister her due credit,
she did try to warn me off you.
I decided not to take her advice.
The two of you seem to cloud each other's judgment.
Do we?
This is all your fault, you know.
I wouldn't have had to shoot you
if you hadn't gone behind my back with her.
If you are planning to shoot me,
there's something you should know.
What is it?
Your sister...
was much better in bed.
I actually felt guilty about killing you the first time.
This time, I think I'm gonna rather enjoy it.
If you want your niece to live, you'll lower your gun.
Oh, for the love of... Are you Tessa?
If she dies, I doubt Margot and Ben will let you live.
Are... Are you all right?
Next time, put one in my shoulder if it means getting a clean shot at that bitch.
I'm Tessa.
Rhys.
I like you already.
Have you seen how much Ethan gives to charity?
He's a saint.
He's the worst.
Saints aren't typically guilty of fraud and money laundering.
You were right. Ethan Ward is a bad guy.
I'm sorry, could you say all that again?
That sounded so beautiful.
Our analyst flagged some financial irregularities
on one of his projects.
Huh.
- A multi-condo, luxury resort in Cozumel. - Mm-hmm.
According to the paperwork, construction was completed last month.
I had our people in Mexico check it out.
They sent back this photo.
- It doesn't exist. - No, it does not.
Where d'you suppose the money's really going?
- My best guess, somewhere offshore. - Mm.
Ethan is going to jail.
And his signature on these approvals
is all the bureau needs to charge him.
I thought this is what you wanted.
It is, except this isn't Ethan's signature.
How can you be sure?
'Cause I've seen it over and over again
in the billions and billions of filings
I've been reviewing this morning.
Any decent forger would see
the line spacing is totally different
and the D's do not match.
Someone is signing Ethan's name
to funnel money through a fake property.
Probably one of his own employees.
Well, either way...
you get your wish.
Ethan Ward is screwed.
Anything on The Cleaner?
You really do not want to know.
- Oh, my God. - Yeah.
- Were those bodies? - They used to be.
Welcome to life with Margot Bishop.
We thought if we figured out
how The Cleaner does what he does,
we might get a lead on where he could be.
- And? - And it turns out we're not the first
people to ask the Internet how to liquefy a human body.
Okay. We have to see this through.
Let's look into these vendors.
Look for bulk sales,
- anything that might lead--
I promise you that as soon as we find this guy,
we are done with Margot Bishop.
- Hey.
Can we talk about Ethan Ward?
Depends on what you want to say.
I want to say that,
in my desire to protect you, I may have overstepped.
I have no right to tell you what to do or who to work for.
I love you.
I love you, too.
And you have nothing to worry about with me and Ethan.
I know that.
Good, I'm glad,
because Val and I are gonna accept his offer.
Allie...
- Do you know why? - Listen to me.
Because, currently, your baby mama
has us tracking down a man who liquefies corpses
because a Kensington assassin's back from the dead, and it's not even noon.
If you recall, I also asked you not to work for Margot.
I'm sorry. Is this an apology call or a call about
how right you always are about everything?
Apology call.
Good, because working for Ethan
would solve all of AVI's problems.
And I can't keep asking good people
to do terrible things.
I get it.
You do? Really?
I do.
What?
We have to save Ethan Ward.
What the hell were you thinking?
Oh I dunno, that I'd come rescue you
from a manipulative, highly skilled assassin.
Would you like one?
What? No.
- I wasn't talking to you. - Yes, thanks.
I had Felicity right where I wanted her,
where I could watch her.
You were doing a little bit more than that.
Yes, thanks to your cowboy stunt, now she knows we're onto her.
And she's on the loose, armed, and dangerous.
Yeah, I know. I trained her.
Can you train me?
- Yeah, of course, darling. - No!
We're on caution protocol until she's found and neutralized.
And I'm upping security until then.
Tessa, I'm so sorry.
Your mum used to be fun, I swear.
Is this a joke to you?
Rhys, we are under attack.
No, Felicity is under attack
because I'm gonna finish the job for good this time...
once I find her.
And how do you plan to do that?
There's 132 chemical suppliers in the area,
- so if we divide them geographically--
What's wrong?
What are you all standing around for?
We have work to do.
Valerie Anderson. What a pleasure to finally meet
the other beauty and brains behind this operation.
If this is you trying to win me over,
it's not working.
Oh. Well, give it a sec. Takes a while to kick in.
We appreciate you wanting to help, Rhys,
but we can find The Cleaner without you.
No, you can't. You've got nothing.
And now that Felicity's disappeared,
we have no time.
Disappeared? When? I thought Felicity was with Margot.
She was. Now she's not.
You tried to kill her, didn't you?
Twice, actually.
But, you know, third time's the charm, so--
No. We are not gonna help you find this woman
just so that you can kill her... again.
Listen. Not only do I have underworld contacts,
I also have favors I can call in,
favors that can help us lure out The Cleaner
faster than whatever clue trail you're chasing.
I hate to say it, but the sooner we find The Cleaner,
the sooner we are done with Margot Bishop.
I like her.
And her brother.
I take that back.
If you try to kill Felicity on my watch, I will shoot you.
- No you won't. You're too good. - I'm not.
I believe you.
Oh, this is gonna be fun! Which desk is mine?
And do I get my own computer?
Because if I do, you should know I am a Mac person.
So you're not a criminal.
Not anymore. Technically.
Now he's one of the good guys,
which is why you're here.
Someone in your company's defrauding investors and laundering lots of money.
We need to know who.
How'd you find this?
You asked Alice to work with you exclusively.
I needed to make sure you were on the up-and-up.
So you had the FBI spy on me.
Inquire about.
Your record isn't exactly spotless.
I don't do that stuff anymore.
That makes two of us.
Even so, that can put you in jail.
Sorry, are you threatening me?
- No. - No, actually.
Believe it or not, we're trying to help you.
Why?
Because clearly, you do need AVI as your security firm,
and I'm not about to let Alice go down because of this.
Does she know about this?
No, and I'd like to keep it that way.
Because she will so bust you for stalking me, right?
She absolutely will.
I'd have done the same thing.
So what do we do now?
What can you tell us about the Cozumel resort that doesn't exist?
Nothing. This is the fist I'm hearing
anything about a property in Cozumel.
Who in your office would have the means to create something like this?
Someone in Commercial Development.
I got 50 people over there.
Right. So we'll need to find a way
to narrow that number down to one.
I will need at least two men outside this door at all times.
Seems a bit extreme, doesn't it?
I'm not afraid of Felicity.
Well, you should be.
Felicity was our top assassin, and I will not risk letting you out of my sight
until she's caught.
And with Felicity on the lam,
I am going to need you to help me
hijack these drugs this afternoon.
Stocking up, are we?
No, darling. this party belongs to the Mockingbird.
And once we steal his cargo?
Then I will leverage it,
find out who he is, and how I might--
Kill him.
Bend him to my will.
Keegan's deliveries arrive at 3:00 p.m.
There will be a driver and an armed guard,
plus a bartender who I'll be impersonating to sign for everything.
You as the bartender, with two other targets
We need one more person to pull this off.
But if it's not your brother or your girlfriend,
then who's left?
You want me to help with a hijacking?
Well, it's strictly tactical.
There's no reason for anyone to get hurt.
Except for the one guy you're drugging
and the two that you're tasing.
Yes, exactly. It's perfectly nonviolent.
Of course, we'll be armed...
for our own protection.
We?
I can't leave her on her own.
With Felicity out there, it isn't safe.
May I speak with you privately for a second?
Um, Tessa, darling, you'll want to get changed.
No sex. We haven't time.
Look, if you're going to lecture me about my parenting choices...
Are we dating?
What?
'Cause if you're asking me to do this
as your henchman...
You're not my henchman.
Then what am I, exactly?
Honestly, I... I don't know.
I don't know what this is.
I don't even know if I'm really someone who dates.
Got it.
But what I do know
is that you are
the only person in the world right now
who I actually trust.
Try Sebastian Smith, A.K.A. "Big Bash."
I believe he used to keep The Cleaner on the payroll full-time.
You want us to reach out to a mass murderer?
Bash is more of a serial murderer.
Uh, Mr. Bash is in federal prison.
Life sentence for double homicide.
Oh, well, it was only a matter of time.
Try Nicholas Bennett.
He was always outbidding me when it came to hiring vendors.
You say that like Kensington's a Fortune 500 company.
Well, under my leadership, it could have been.
Nicholas Bennett's an unsolved murder.
Stabbed multiple times in the back.
There's karma for you.
What about since Margot took over Kensington?
She must have contacts.
First of all, I resent the implication
that my contacts might be outdated.
- Although, you might be onto something. - How?
Because Margot just pulled a job
on Raymond Taggart at his daughter's Sweet 16.
Then why would he help us?
Because Margot owns him now.
Raymond Taggart... not dead or in prison.
Definitely the most promising horrible person
we've looked at so far.
We'll call Taggart, he'll call The Cleaner,
and when The Cleaner gets there, we'll be there waiting for him. Easy peasy.
This sounds suspiciously too good to be true.
Not at all.
All we have to do is provide a fresh corpse.
So, I'm not one to gossip.
You boys know I don't gossip,
but you know how other people are.
And, uh, what I'm hearing is
Taggart's, uh, entire operation
has been swallowed by a bigger fish.
I mean, you don't have to tell me, but, uh...
- ...In fact, you know what?
Don't tell me. I don't want to know.
I don't take sides in the war.
Oh, well, I just make sure
the floors are clean enough to eat off afterwards.
Oh, my God.
You recognize him?
It's Rhys Griffiths, your old boss.
I know who it is. Who are you?
Alice Vaughan. Anderson/Vaughan Investigations.
And, ironically, we're here to clean up a mess you made.
We?
- Boo!
Rhys.
Oh, dear.
Did I just kill our only lead?
I want you tell me exactly what happened.
I told you what happened.
Tell us again, please.
I got a call to come to the Weatherby for a cleaning.
I got there, I saw the problem,
I liquefied the problem,
I poured the problem down the drain.
- Really? - Really.
Then why was my sister having sex
with "the problem" yesterday?
That's not my problem.
Oh, yeah?
All right. Let's start again, shall we?
Sure.
First of all, you worked for Rhys.
You know what he's capable of.
But you don't know me.
And since you're not dead already,
you're probably thinking, "She must be the sane one here.
She must be the good cop."
And I am.
But here's the thing...
The longer is takes for you to tell me the truth,
the more time I have to spend with you two.
Ooh.
And, no offense, but you two make me sick to my stomach.
So... How about you?
How's your stomach?
All right.
The truth is...
I never even saw the body.
What do you mean?
You called me at 9:30,
and when I got there at 11:00, there was no corpse to clean.
I figured you had somebody else come in.
Wait, so you kept my money and disappeared.
Look, the next one is on me.
Mate, the next one is you.
So, within that 90-minute window,
someone else came into your room.
And saved your problem's life.
Like you just saved yours.
Who else had access to the room?
This is everyone from that department.
We'll start with background checks.
- How did this happen? - That's what we're gonna find out.
No, I mean, you and Ben. Your deal.
When I met Ben,
he had surrendered to the FBI for something he didn't do.
Why would he do that?
To protect Alice Vaughan.
I'm not the one that put him on the straight and narrow.
She did.
He's doing this for her.
I think I found a way to catch our million-dollar mole.
All for the low, low price of $0.99.
You'll have your assistant pass this card around the office.
It's Mr. Ward's birthday. Everyone needs to sign.
Once signed, it'll give us the signatures
of all 52 employees
in your Commercial Development department.
We'll compare those signatures to your forged signature
from the Cozumel property paperwork.
It's only a matter of time
before the FBI software pinpoints a match.
Who's Carol Cooney?
Carol's been with us for years.
She's very good at what she does. Could this be a mistake?
Well, there's no proof yet.
And handwriting rarely holds up in court.
So what's our next move?
You said she's good at what she does.
Maybe it's time Carol got a promotion.
Call her, give her the good news,
then take her out to lunch to celebrate.
Carol, thank you so much for coming.
Mr. Ward, thank you.
This is such a treat!
Chat for a bit, then tell her she's getting the promotion now
because she's about to make your company...
- millions. - Millions.
How am I gonna do that?
The resort in Cozumel.
The luxury condo?
That's all you, right?
I can't take all the credit for that.
I mean, you know, that's...
It's a team, and we're a family.
And there's no "I" in... There is an "I" in family.
Carol. Don't be modest.
Since you were never supposed to know
about the fictitious property in the first place,
she'll start to get nervous.
That's when you tell her
someone is about to buy the resort
for an extremely high price.
- Someone wants to buy it? - Mm.
Who?
Ah. Here he is now.
You must be Carol.
Terry Keaton. Keaton Enterprises.
It is a pleasure to finally meet you.
Mr. Keaton wants into the hotel business,
and he is starting with your Cozumel resort.
Once you've made the introduction, I'll play up how excited I am
and the $175 million I'm offering to purchase it.
There's just one snag...
- I'd like to see it. - You want to see the resort?
I'll have my assistant ready the private jet.
If it's a hassle, we can take my jet.
No, it's not a problem.
I can see you're eager to close the deal, and so are we.
Absolutely. I can't wait.
So, if you would just excuse me,
I just need to freshen up a little bit before we go.
So I'll be back.
When Carol realizes there's no backing out...
She'll try to make a getaway.
Hi, Carol. Agent Justine Diaz, FBI.
Really?
Yeah.
Crap.
- Yeah.
Let's go back inside, have a chat.
- Okay. - Okay.
So The Cleaner never even saw the body.
Someone must've moved it.
Someone who had access to Rhys' room.
Or Felicity was still alive enough to call someone.
Impossible.
I shot her from extremely close range,
and I'm an excellent shot.
He's bragging about this.
The British don't brag.
That's an American phenomenon. I'm just stating a fact.
So, what's next?
We need to find out who was in that Weatherby
between 9:30 and 11:00 p.m.
Also, any calls that may have been placed to or from Rhys' room.
Check the lobby cams, too.
I can't do that remotely. I need access to the hotel.
Margot can help you with that.
Oh, good. More Margot.
I'm with you there.
I'll go.
It's fine. I got it.
Someone's got a bit of an attitude.
She thought she'd be putting criminals away here,
not taking orders from them.
Well, then, she's entirely missed
the point of becoming a detective, hasn't she?
- How's that? - People hire you to find out the truth.
And the truth and justice
have absolutely nothing to do with one another.
Have you got everything? Taser, zip ties?
And the gun.
Good girl. All right, let's go.
- Danny's got the car ready.
Who is it?
It's Sophie.
Why didn't you call?
I called Danny. I thought he was with you.
He's downstairs in the car.
- You're going somewhere? - We're running an errand. Can I help you?
We got a potential lead on Felicity.
- Do you know where she is? - No, but we're close to figuring out
how she survived and who she's working with.
So what do you need from me?
Access to the Weatherby's servers.
- I'll type the password for you.
Uh, If I were you, I'd stay out of the photos.
And the e-mail.
And the texts.
I know you're sleeping with him.
Just please try to not get him killed.
How long do you need?
Could be a few hours.
We'll be back in two.
All of us.
Tessa? We good?
Just fine.
We're not going anywhere, are we?
Danny.
I'm in position.
Yeah, uh, change of plan.
- I want you to go and get the car. - Why?
- Take Tessa back to the hotel. - What?
It's far too dangerous.
This is about what Sophie said, isn't it?
What did Sophie say?
She thinks Mum is gonna get you killed.
And for good reason.
Danny, get the car and take Tessa back.
I'm not leaving you here.
Well, then stay out of sight, both of you. I've got this.
I can sign for that.
I can take care of myself.
- I'm fine.
Where the hell did he come from?
See, this is why I don't date.
- What did you do? - I shot him.
What did I say about staying inside?
Far too much. And you're welcome.
Tell the Mockingbird if he wants his shipment back,
he can reach me at that number.
- Give me those. - I'm coming with you.
No. You're not.
- You're fired. - What?
I no longer have need of your services.
You shot him.
Yeah. He was gonna shoot you.
You know, the good thing about being fired
is that you don't have to tell Human Resources
that you're dating your boss.
Come along, stepdad.
These drugs aren't gonna drive themselves to a secret location.
Stepdad?
It's better than henchman.
Okay.
I'll tell you everything,
but it's not like I'm the only one.
Joe Vernon's been padding his time card for years.
And Jamie Yarsky is sleeping with Kathleen O'Neill.
Carol... the Cozumel resort.
Right. Sorry.
Tell us how you did it.
Well, about a month ago,
I... I got a manila envelope on my desk
with $10,000 in it.
Like crisp, brand-new bills with all the instructions.
What kind of instructions?
How to make a resort on paper.
How to move money through the corporation.
So you just did it?
The instructions said that if I did it,
I'd get the same envelope every week,
and you know that I love working for you,
but you don't pay me enough.
- I-- - And Jamie Yarsky
makes way more than me, and you know why.
- Carol-- - Sexism in the workplace.
And, you know, I could sue.
Do you know who sends you the envelopes or where they come from?
They just show up on my desk.
What about the money you've laundered? It must come from somewhere.
Well, it does. It's... there's a trust.
What's the name of the trust?
It's, um...
It's a Carly Simon song.
It's the one...
She sings it with, uh, James Taylor.
Oh, um...
- Um... - Uh, "Mockingbird!"
The Mockingbird Trust.
Not a bad racket you've got here.
Send the minions out to do the grunt work
while you keep the bourbon industry alive.
I rather enjoy being the Poirot to your Miss Marple.
As much as you enjoy pretending to be an FBI agent?
"Criminal Informant."
- Hmm. - That's the official title.
Although, I admit, it lacks a certain sparkle.
The criminal part suits you.
The rest, I'm not buying.
I think working for my sister's made you rather cynical.
So when we find Felicity, you're not gonna try to kill her?
Try? No.
So, why waste time playing the good guy?
I know why Ben's doing it, but what's your end game?
Well, if I told you I didn't have one,
you wouldn't believe me.
And if I had one, why on Earth would I tell you?
It's a shame.
I'd love to like you.
You do like me. That's the problem.
Ben loves me.
So, why can't you be more like Ben?
What, because he's good now?
Is that what you think?
Let me tell you something.
Ben is exactly like me.
He's just better at hiding it.
Before, maybe.
Before when? This morning?
When he asked me to break in to your ex-fiancée's office?
He asked you to break into Ethan's office?
Why?
Because a tiger cannot change his stripes.
And you, my dear, fell in love with a tiger.
When you find Felicity, let me know.
I'll take care of the rest.
So, is this how it works?
You knock 'em down, Agent Diaz puts 'em away?
- Something like that. - Hmm.
How much longer they got you doing this?
A couple months.
Well, you saved my ass today.
I didn't want to.
But you did it anyway.
I didn't do it for you. I did it for Alice.
So you two can work together.
I assumed she was turning me down.
I haven't heard from her.
You will.
Look, Ben...
It's all right.
We don't have to be friends.
Oh, thank God.
I know, right?
Hi.
- Hi. - Hey.
I let myself in.
That's why I gave you the key.
Uh...
I was just leaving.
No, don't go on my account.
No, it's okay.
Uh, I think we were just about done.
You know, I was thinking...
If it's okay with you,
maybe it's best if we don't work together.
Is that okay?
Yes, of course.
I totally get it.
Thanks.
Uh, see you, guys.
What did you do?
Ethan.
- I'm sorry.
It's just that if Ben said something or did something--
He didn't. No, he's been great.
He is great.
And he is very much in love with you.
Which is why you and I shouldn't work together.
Because I'm still in love with you.
I'm sorry, Allie.
You okay?
What happened here today?
Nothing. I swear.
No.
Last night, you hated him.
You begged me not to work with him.
Tonight, you're having drinks, and now he just fired me.
- Okay. In my defense-- - Mnh-mnh.
♪ You're what I, You're what I want... ♪
Tell me what happened.
♪ You're what I... ♪
Is this the woman I'm dating?
Have you told Alice yet?
Uh, that's a no.
Do me a favor and take a photo of her face when you do.
Any word from the mysterious Mockingbird?
Yes.
I'm actually on my way to meet him now.
- By yourself? - Don't worry.
I've taken all the necessary precautions.
I'll leave right now. I'll meet you there.
You'll be in my hotel room when I get back.
I'll tell the guards to expect you.
Okay. It's a date.
♪ To breathe in your body... ♪
Yes. I suppose it is.
♪ 'Cause I can lay here... ♪
Are you nearly done?
I am.
♪ Braving your eyes... ♪ Yet you're still here.
♪ But show me a quiver... ♪
Why don't you come with me?
W... Why in God's name would I do that?
Because Felicity's out there and
plotting the death of your entire family
and knows you're here and you're a target.
Aww. And... And you're gonna keep me safe?
We can put you in the security wing.
You think criminals can't get to AVI?
My mother runs the place. My uncle's there now.
Besides, wouldn't your life be so much better
if Felicity walked in here and shot me and Mum?
You'd never have to see us again.
It doesn't mean I want you dead.
Well, you're not staying.
There's the door. You're dismissed.
Fine.
I'm just gonna make sure the guards know to--
♪ I'm saying your name... ♪
♪ You're what I want ♪
- ♪ You're what I want ♪
♪ You're what I want... ♪
Now... you're coming with me.
♪ It's running a hand ♪
♪ Over your frame ♪
♪ It's taking me in ♪
♪ That takes me away... ♪
No. No.
- 911, what's your emergency?
I have a gunshot victim. Female. Thirty years old.
GSW to the lower abdomen at the Weatherby Downtown...
♪ Show me a quiver ♪
♪ Give me tonight ♪
- How is she? - She's still in surgery.
The doctors are gonna let us know the minute she gets out.
What about Margot? Where's she?
She's at a meeting. She's not picking up her phone.
Is she with Tessa?
No. She left Tessa back.
Oh, my God.
I'll be back.
Alice, I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
- It's gonna be fine.
Benji. Your timing is impeccable.
I was just about to order dinner.
Why didn't you tell me about Felicity?
- Ah, I take it you've seen Alice. - Rhys!
I didn't tell you because I didn't want to drag you into it.
Well, I am in it now.
What're you talking about?
- She's taken Tessa. - What?
Benji, I'm so sorry.
I-I didn't think--
You never do.
But you are gonna start right now,
and you are gonna help me get her back.
This is my fault.
- Allie. - No, it's not.
She didn't want to go to Margot's.
I made her go.
You volunteered to go in her place.
She chose to go.
She was doing her job.
I'm the one who forced us
to take Margot Bishop on as a client.
- You didn't. - You didn't force us.
- We needed the money. - We all agreed...
which makes it my fault.
- Danny. - What?
You found her.
You probably saved her life.
Yeah, but she tried to warn me, and I didn't listen.
Warn you about what?
♪ You're what I want, You're what I want... ♪
It probably isn't a good time to tell you this,
but, um...
I'm kind of... dating Margot.
Sorry to keep you waiting.
You must be the Mockingbird.
It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Ms. Bishop.
Now, um...
Where are all those drugs that you stole from me?