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I'm a mercenary. I don't play fair.

I would rather see you
lose than win myself.

- The Deus Group.
- We can take them all down.

Just need their phone numbers.

Get them all in a room together.

I'm resigning.

We've been waiting for
Elliot Alderson's next move,

and this could be it.

We will not wait for
them to make a mistake.

Arrange a Deus Group meeting
to confirm a successor...

Wellick.

Make sure you take care of Whiterose.

We got the access we needed

to transfer the money
from the bank's site.

We can rob them blind.

This is all my fault.

You want to help me?

Go find Elliot, and take them down.

I own everything.

Every bribe, blackmail, extortion...

everything will go public.

Mr. Alderson, he's too
much of a liability.

If we kill him, his
shipping hack dies with him.

It's time he learns
we're on the same side.

See? They all came back.

Everyone's okay again.

Angela, whatever Whiterose
told you is a lie.

I know it's possible. I've seen it.

I don't know if I can go
through with the hack anymore.

Look at me.

I am not the one Darlene talked to.

You shouldn't be sitting there.

That's not your seat.

- Why?
- They're not ready yet,

so we need to wait.

How is he?

It's not going to happen today.

There's no point in waiting here now.

We aren't going anywhere.

You know where he is. You
need to bring him here.

It's not that simple.

We're gonna have to
help him through this.

Mom.

Maybe we should just tell him now...

About everything.

Then Elliot will be okay.

Right?

I'm telling you.

He's not ready.

When will he be ready?

You've let this go on far too long.

It's a little more
complicated than that.

I didn't know everything
that was happening.

That's a lie.

You've been part of these
shenanigans from the beginning.

You encourage it.

Okay, okay. Just stop.

Yes, I'll admit it.

I did.

I never thought he'd
take things this far.

There's nothing I can do now.

Just talk to him.

We have to finish his mission.

Once the hack is done,

maybe then I can get through to him.

And how are you gonna do that?

I'm gonna show him what he did.

And if it doesn't work?

We can't go on like this.

And that poor boy.

We may lose him forever.

For God's sake, he
hasn't woken up since...

That's not true.

Darlene.

She said they talked two months ago.

He woke up for her...

Which means she might be
the one who could help us.

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Great. You decided to show.

I know. You weren't expecting me.

But I'm here for Elliot, same as you.

What can you expect after what happened?

Life throws you an error code like that,

you don't have the luxury of
a fucking pop-up explanation.

So what are you supposed to do?

Move on without answers,

or stay down and drive
yourself crazy with questions?

That's where Elliot
is... mired in conflict.

And that's why I'm here.

How we doing?

Got line of sight on the IMSI
catcher to the front door.

Deus members should be arriving soon.

Where the fuck have you been?

Got held up.

What kind of answer is that?

You had me worried.

I told you the Dark
Army is looking for you.

The day didn't go exactly as planned.

Cut me some slack, okay?
Things went a little sideways.

Oh. Really? Is that so?

Things went a little
sideways for you, huh?

You want to hear about
the fucking night I've had?

This isn't a pissing
contest, sweetheart.

Let's just get back to work.

What the fuck are you doing?

Why are you here?

Where is he?

You don't want him here right now.

Why the fuck not?

He just can't. Not now.

What happened to him?

He'll be fine. He just needs some time.

I don't trust you.

I don't need you to trust me.

I just need you to
help me pull this off.

Tell me what's going on, or I'm walking.

I can't.

He needs to be the one to tell you...

when he's ready.

What the fuck are you doing here?

Do you realize how risky this is?

What if someone saw you?

She's with me.

Out with it. Why are you here?

You're supposed to be across the street

with your Deus pals.

There's one last thing I need from you.

Well, it's a little late in
the game to be making demands.

It's...

it's not a demand.

It's a favor.

Given the danger you've put
us all in just by being here,

I hope it's worth it.

It is.

What's this?

I want you to destroy
Whiterose's machine.

Everything you need to
know about her project,

it's on here.

Promise me.

After tonight, she'll be ruined.

Why is this important to you?

Because it was important to Angela.

It's what she wanted.

Okay.

I promise.

Remember, you gotta keep everyone there

until we grab their phone numbers.

Don't let anyone leave,
especially Whiterose.

What was that about?

Hey.

What the hell does
Price know about Angela?

What is going on?

I'll fill you in, but right now,

we gotta get started.

We're already behind.

In order to rob the Deus Group blind,

we need to get access to transfer funds

from Cyprus National Bank.

To do that, we need every
Deus asshole's phone number.

Why? Because Darlene can then match

each of those phone numbers
to its corresponding Cyprus

National Bank account number
and initiate a transfer.

Once she initiates the transfer,

it'll trigger a security 2FA code

that'll be texted to every
Deus dickhead's phone.

Then Darlene will run a script

to automatically grab those 2FA codes,

and transfer all their money

before they have time to stop it.

So, yeah, I'm worried.

For what, though, I'm not sure.

But whatever it is...

It's coming.

I can't believe Angela never
told me Price was her father.

Maybe she didn't know.

I miss her.

Darlene, I...

No, I don't want to talk about it.

I just...

I just wanted to say that.

Okay.

Something's not right.

No one's gone in or out of that building

other than Price.

Wait, you think they're onto us?

I don't know.

I see I'm the first to arrive.

Technically, I was first.

You want to tell me what's going on?

I thought we'd start with a drink.

I'm an old man, Zhang.

I gave up on foreplay long ago.

Let's just skip ahead to the part

where you try to fuck me.

If they are onto us,

if the Deus Group doesn't show,

everything's we've been working on

will be a big fucking fail.

If Elliot were here, what would he do?

He'd look for abnormalities,
incompatibilities,

anything that isn't
adding up, any conflicts.

What are you doing?

Looking.

- For?
- I don't know yet.

Elliot saved an image of Tyrell's phone,

swiped all his credentials.

If Whiterose thought something was up,

she would've told the other members,

including the guy she was
having the meeting for.

All you had to do was nothing,

just sit idly by and wait
for the new year to arrive,

but you couldn't leave
well enough alone.

I wanted to let you
live into retirement...

I planned on it...

as a gift of sorts.

I guess you can say I always get

swept up when it comes to the holidays.

But then you had to be naughty.

Come on, Zhang.

You know I've never been the nice type.

Let me drive.

Maybe his calendar.

After your abrupt resignation

and Mr. Alderson's
curious disappearance,

it wasn't hard to
figure out that you two

were working together.

Tell me Mr. Alderson's plan,

and these gentlemen will take you home

and inject you with maitotoxin.

You will die in your sleep.

The papers will say you
passed from heart failure.

Sad, but painless.

Or, we could go the other way.

You're well aware of our methods.

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So you canceled the Deus Group meeting

based on this half-cocked
conspiracy theory of yours.

This last-minute change will
not sit well with the others.

Downtown near Wall Street.

Hey, are you hearing this?

Let's move. We gotta go. Do-or-die time.

They're probably already inside,

which means we'll have to find a way in

to get a line of sight.

Price didn't know
about the venue change.

So what?

Why didn't they tell him?

I don't know.

He's persona non grata on his way out.

Who gives a shit?

Why the heavy security detail?

Price is one guy.

If they wanted to get rid of him,

they don't need a team of
Dark Army soldiers to do it.

They're not there to kill Price.

They're there to protect someone.

The meeting is taking place as we speak.

I'm sure Mr. Wellick,
the new CEO of E Corp,

is impressing everyone with his smile.

Unfortunately, I'll
be uncharacteristically

late for the gathering,

but I'm sure they'll understand.

Will they? Hmm.

I'd expect mutiny

when they realize that Tyrell Wellick,

your guest of honor

and the sole purpose for the meeting,

will not be in attendance.

I'm gonna stay.

What?

You have the exploit to
verify the phone numbers

ready to go.

No, we can't split up.

What if something else
goes wrong with the plan?

You know, it just occurred to me.

We've never gotten
drunk together, have we?

I think this might be
a good night to start.

What do you think?

The plan is pointless if
we don't get Whiterose, too.

She's gotta be in there. I have to stay.

That makes no sense. We
only have one IMSI capture.

- We need to do this together.
- We don't have a choice.

Now go.

Mr. Wellick is nowhere to be found.

We're still searching
the tri-state area...

A waste of time. Stop.

Tell them all to stop.

Is this part of your plan?

Mr. Wellick's mysterious disappearance?

What did you do to him?

Truthfully...

I have no idea where Wellick is.

He may be dead.

Mm.

No, no, no. Now I think of it,

he did mention something about

wanting to travel the great southwest

in a '65 El Camino convertible,

wind in his hair...

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He's beaten you!

You lost today.

Doesn't mean we can't
fight back tomorrow,

but right now, we have to leave

and warn the Deus Group
before this gets worse.

We are not going anywhere.

If you won't listen to reason,

then I'm done.

Whoa.

It's bad management

when your best employees
either walk off the job,

or blow their brains out.

Fuck am I gonna get in there?

Perimeter is secure.

Make sure these doors stay locked

the rest of the evening.

Goddamn. Christmas Day?
This better be good.

Yeah, he's a dickwad,
but a total and complete

shutdown of Muslims
entering the United States...

That runaround for
tonight's location details...

Iraq's a proper mess.

Deus needs to get its giant dick

out of that sand sooner than later.

Rousseff is fucked.

He did it to himself. Or was that us?

How are you, my friend?

Just came off an 11-hour
flight on Christmas Day.

- Ah.
- My wife is furious.

And my girlfriend?

She won't return my phone calls.

Whatever Zhang has
planned better be good.

Couldn't agree more.

Evening, gentlemen. Hors d'oeuvres?

Speaking of, where is our host?

Back inside.

This entrance is off limits tonight.

Go.

There's no fucking way.

Well? Who is it?

Hello?

That sure as hell
doesn't sound like Price.

Mr. Alderson.

It's good to hear your voice.

I was hoping we could talk in person.

You once told me that we'd
never see each other again.

What makes you want to see me now?

Call it a change of mind.

A realization.

Nah.

If I'm hearing your voice on
the other end of this call,

I'm good.

And what does that mean?

You'll know soon enough.

A proposal.

You stop whatever it is you're planning,

and I give you information
that will prove to be

very valuable to you.

You think I'm gonna trust you?

Let me earn your trust by sharing first.

It is about your friend...

Angela.

- What about her?
- You see, Elliot...

You think Angela's dead,

but she's not.

You sent me a picture of her dead body,

you sick fucking fuck.

And you believe what
most people believe?

Only what is right in front of you?

I expected more from you.

You think I'm gonna
believe this bullshit?

You killed her. Angela's dead.

No, Elliot.

Angela's alive.

And if you allow me,

I can take you to her.

Would you like that, Elliot?

Would you like to see Angela again?

To hear her voice?

To hold her hand?

Elliot, are you there?

Yes.

I know you have regrets, Elliot,

and pain.

I know there are things in your life

you wish were different,
just the same as Angela,

and I can show you a way that
you can make it all go away,

just as I did for her.

You can reset everything

and live in the world you deserve,

a world without all the
pain you're carrying,

without your past, without your regrets.

Please, Elliot.

Let me show you the world

that I showed your closest friend.

I saw what you did to her

before you killed her.

That wasn't Angela. You used her.

You turned her into someone else.

Then don't take my word for it.

Ask her yourself.

Elliot,

we don't have to fight
like this anymore.

Let's finally make
peace with each other,

as we were always meant to do.

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Let go of the anger and the hatred

you've built up towards me.

Understand I've only wished to help.

Here's the thing.

I don't need help right now.

You do.

Good evening, people of Earth.

We are fsociety.

We have risen from the ashes

to bring you a Christmas miracle,

a miracle that will finally
reveal our true nemesis.

The secret club running
the world is the Deus Group,

a clandestine collection

of the world's richest
and most powerful people.

Deus Group, we know you,
and we know what you do.

And tonight, the whole
world will learn about you.

Most of you watching have never heard

the name Deus Group.

That's because they've worked
hard to keep it that way.

To begin to understand their reach,

to see the evil crimes
they're responsible for,

click on the link below

to download all their private files.

And if you'd like to meet
the despicable individuals

who have co-opted your lives for profit,

come meet them now in person

while they wine and dine at Cipriani.

I am sure they'd appreciate the visit.

Deus Group, you have been owned.

fsociety and the world will cheer

as we watch your black
hearts stop beating.

This is not a warning.

This is the beginning of the end.

We are fsociety.

Hey.

Did you see the video?

Yeah.

Hopefully, that'll do the trick

to smoke these fuckers out.

Did you find Whiterose?

Yeah. I talked to her.

You what? Jesus Christ.

You were supposed to hack her phone,

not call it.

It was only for a second.

But it was Price's phone,

so we still need to
get Whiterose's number.

Are you okay?

I don't know.

I don't know anymore.

Hey, Elliot?

I'm glad you're back.

I gotta go.

What happened?

There's a cell tower.

If I can see traffic on that tower...

No, I mean...

We can't get past her
security and into the hotel.

We need her phone number.

Hey.

Are you gonna be okay?

Only way this works is
if we hit their accounts

at the same time.

If the other members
get the 2FA codes first,

they'll alert Whiterose.

Just keep them in your line of sight.

I'll let you know when I've got it.

Sergey, you have to trust me.

We will get through this.
Everything will be all right.

Oh, don't listen to that Mason.

The man is an absolute buffoon.

No, no, don't leave. Don't go outside.

Tell everyone to remain, Sergey.

Sergey?

Hello?

Hello?

So that's it.

So that's your big move!

You think that I can't
survive being doxxed?

I have no idea.

I'm as curious as you.

Hello?

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Come on!

I can't do anything about
it. Look. It's not working.

Obviously, it's not working.

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- Shit.
- Private event tonight.

You can't be here. Everyone, back it up.

A short time ago, fsociety resurfaced

with a new video, and while the contents

of that video remain
largely unconfirmed,

it focuses entirely

on an international investment firm,

the Deus Group.

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It's a collection of powerful
men whom fsociety claims

to be guilty of international crimes,

and as you can see behind
me, onlookers have gathered

with hopes of catching a glimpse

of any Deus Group members.

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All this over a little
pipsqueak in a hoodie.

Where are we at, kiddo?

I've got a bunch of numbers.

I just can't tell if
any of them are hers.

Truth be told, I never
liked Mr. Alderson...

his anxious demeanor,
his juvenile anger.

But...

he does bring something to the table...

well, for me.

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Mr. Alderson is the
only person I believe

actually able to hurt you...

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Truly hurt you.

And clearly,

you believe it, too.

Come on.

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Why do we have to cut these
things so goddamn close?

What are you doing?

Peaceful out here.

Cold winter air.

Are you really going to make
me force you into the car?

You know, I almost let
myself believe you...

When you said Angela was still alive.

I know what kind of conman you are,

how you operate.

Even though I saw your men

drag her dead body away,

I still wanted to believe
what you were saying.

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When you spoke to Mr. Alderson,

I felt the power of your promise.

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- And all I could think is, well...

maybe that's what my daughter
thought when you came to her.

The desperation to have
all her pain go away,

to have her past rewritten...

and that's why it works, right?

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The one thing every person has:

regret.

You weaponize that,

and then you use that
weapon against them

to destroy them.

But here's the thing
I've realized as of late.

With Angela...

didn't work.

Angela lives on

in the lives of the people who love her.

And that love...

that love fuels their unwavering resolve

to turn the tables to destroy you.

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You just remember, Zhang.

You did all this to yourself.

You should take your
own advice, Phillip.

Accept your truth.

It's over.

Yeah.

Yes.

I suppose it is.

It happened.

It actually happened.

What?

Something wrong, old sport?

What is this?

Well, if it's what I think it is,

we're all broke.

No.

That's impossible.

Apparently not.

Where is it, Phillip?

Where is my fucking money?

Gone.

- No.
- I warned you.

I told you long ago. I'm a mercenary.

I'd rather see you lose than win myself.

- That can't be.
- Finally.

I found a way to take
what's most important to you.

No, no.

Your project,

your dream

of another world...

it's as good as dead.

Think of it this way, Zhang.

You didn't lose the game.

You just ran out of time.

And like that...

Rome falls.

No more Deus Group.

No more top 1% of the top 1%.

No more controlling
every piece of our lives.

No more playing God without permission.

We took them down.

All of them.

FBI. Open the door.

We have a warrant.

Minister Zhang, we have a warrant.

FBI.

Open the door.

Minister Zhang, come out.

We have a warrant for your arrest.

Minister Zhang.

Minister Zhang, we're coming in.

Three, two, one,
execute, execute, execute.

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