All language subtitles for Leverage S02E10 The Runway Job

Vitamins.
She O.D.'d on vitamins?

High dose supplements.

They give them out
at the factory.

They work...

...15-hour days.

So they give them vitamins
to keep their energy up.

Also instead of meal breaks.

Sweatshop.

The owners of the factory,
the Pans,

helped her come to the
States six months ago.

Um, I wanna ask you something.

Is, is Florence here...

And you can just tell me.
It's...

Is she here illegally?

No,
the Pans are very careful.

They provide work papers,

keep everything just
on this side of legal.

But once the women are here,

they make them work off
the cost of their passage.

Right.
Which takes years because,

my guess is, they pay them
well below minimum wage.

And they know because of the language
barrier no one's going to complain.

She's afraid if she causes
trouble she'll lose her job.

All she wants is to earn enough
money to bring her parents over.

Now, what about your office?

What do you guys do?
How come you can't fix this?

We're an immigrant
advocacy network.

We can provide counsel but,
without a formal complaint,

- we can't do anything.
- OK, well, we can.

Now, does sh...
You, you understand, right?

Thank you, Mr. Ford.

Yes. Yes. Of course.

It's gonna be all right.

- Oh, she's not here, so...
- Hey.

So, what do we have planned
for Florence Ong?

Uh, we're gonna, uh,

get her enough money
to take care of her

and get her parents to America.

That's not a very big payoff.

I wanna give you an easy one
to start. Why are you here?

Sophie said you always meet the
clients with her, so I thought...

Yes, that's something
I do with Sophie.

OK.

The rich and powerful,
they take what they want.

We steal it back for you.

Sometimes bad guys
make the best good guys.

We provide... leverage.

He says he's cool with
her, but you know how he is.

The way she
introduced herself.

That was a smooth con.

But it didn't
exactly build trust.

Look, we didn't get along
when we first started.

And Eliot, how long did it take
before you trusted me? Hm?

Eliot, you do trust me,
don't you?

That's not the point, Sophie.

If Nate doesn't like this chick,
then it's not gonna work.

Which is why you've
gotta get him on board.

Look, you need a grifter.

The last time one
of you tried to grift,

you wound up
kidnapped by Russians.

- This brother right here.
- Hardison.

We still can't
let that go?

Listen to me.
Tara Cole is the best.

I wouldn't have sent her
if I didn't trust her.

I know you're gonna love her.
So, just give her a chance.

She is hot.

- She's very hot.
- Hot.

Warm? Cold? Why are we staring?

Yeah, I'm not saying you
should throw her at him.

I'm just saying
get him on board.

He doesn't know
what's good for him.

Even if he does, he doesn't
do anything about it.

He just lets it walk
straight out the door and...

Like all the way to Europe?

Just do it for me, huh?

So I don't have
to worry about you.

- That's not what I meant.
- Hey.

- I'd rather not talk about it.
- Hang up. Touchdown.

I just miss you.

- OK, run it.
- Gloria and Russell Pan.

Self-made millionaires.

They built their fortune
off a company

that produces cheap knock-offs
of the latest fashions.

The bargain bin has been
very good to the Pans.

They got nice car,
big house in Brookline.

Gloria, here,
she works the factory floor.

She designs all the clothes.

Russell, he handles
all the accounting

and works with
the partners in China.

Gloria designs
the clothes.

She have any training?

She did a correspondence course
with a fashion school.

And she subscribes
to all the magazines:

Vogue, Style,
Fashion and Style.

She, uh, she submitted
to Project Runway.

- Last year?
- Last three years.

OK.

That's our way in.

We're gonna sell Gloria Pan...

Her dream.
Yeah. No. I get it.

I mean the word con comes
from confidence, right?

We gotta build
her confidence.

Make her thinks she's the
greatest designer in the world.

- There you go.
- How?

How?

We need a Caprina.

What is that?

So, he just says things
and then walks away?

Yeah. You're gonna
have to get used to that.

Come on, Russell, lets go.

Hmm.

"Caprina.
Hottest designer in the world. "

Fabulous look.

Over here! Over here!

- What line?
- This?

Don't you love it?
It's by Caprina.

This?

Don't you love it?
It's by Caprina.

Fabulous look.

- What line?
- This?

Don't you love it?
It's by Caprina.

So there you have it. Like everyone
else, we can't wait to see what surprises

Caprina has in store for her
highly-anticipated fashion show

at New England's Fashion Week.

Here's Caprina's sketchbook.
No designer would be without it.

Great.

Tell me about Fashion Week.

The big designers use it to
launch their new collections,

but it's mainly showcases
for rising stars.

The investors are looking
for the next big thing.

Tommy Hilfiger,
Marc Jacobs, Andre V.

They all got their
start at Fashion Week.

What?

Is that, is that mascara?
Dude, you got on guy-liner, man.

And the leather pants.
What...?

This is...
Listen, this is fashion-y.

If you're Steven Seagal.

Don't.

Don't!

Not everybody
can rock the scarf.

I was gonna say Stephen Tyler,
but Seagal works.

It's a bold choice, man.
I respect it.

Tell me this
looks eggplant to you.

No, I like the purple.

But I need something that
will hold up to rouching.

Something, uh...
This works.

Did you invite Marcel
to the show?

You know how touchy he gets.

Excuse me,
is this your...?

Grazie.
My designs, my dreams.

For a designer, this is sacred.

Oh, I know.

Ah, you are artiste, too, uh?

Yes. Yes I am.

I'm Gloria Pan.

And can I say,
I'm a great admirer.

So kind. I'm sure your
work is wonderful too.

May I?

Really?

Please.

Oh.

So lovely.
Such bold use of buckles, huh?

I call it Pilgrim Chic.

Who are you with? Gucci? Dior?

I'm a independent.

Caprina, we must go.
We...

We must talk more.

Come to the run-through
for my show. I insist.

Julian tick tock.

- You mean Fashion Week?
- Of course.

That is why I am in town.

That is why all
the designers are in town.

And bring your sketches. Hmm?
There are people you must meet.

Ciao bella.

OK, she's on the hook.

Great.
Let's go steal a fashion show.

Steal a fashion...
Does he always talk like that?

You're on comms.

You do know I can hear you.

OK, the designer's
having a meltdown, Kerry.

The delivery truck's here.

Kerry, which one is ready?

Ten minutes.

Am I all clear?

Twelve channels, 120 assistants.

My logic filter's telling me

the traffic's being directed
by somebody named Kerry.

Mm-hmm.

Go.

Oh, yeah, Kerry, this
is Leon from parking.

It seems there's a George
Armani here who's very upset

because his parking
space is misspelled.

What?

Oh! Oh my god.
Oh my god.

Oh my god. Oh!

OK, Parker, you're up.

Hey, you.

Yeah, you.
The models are out of menthol

and the Green Room water is
cold, not room temperature.

And that's my problem how?

Were you
at the morning update?

Because I think Kerry
would be very, very interested

in who was and was not
at that mandatory meeting.

Kerry?

Mm.

Mandatory? This morning?

Yeah.

Accessing printer.

Tell me you
have a new guest list?

Kerry printed it out
in the meeting.

I didn't even see this.

Hmm.

Listen...

Maybe Kerry doesn't have
to know about this? Hm?

Uh, yeah, see, uh...

Just this once.

Thank you.

Hi. Oh.

Passes please. For Caprina?

How you doing?

Fine.

All right.

- Right here.
- Oh.

- Preenie, Preenie.
- Caprina.

You've outdone yourself
once again.

The fall line
is gonna be fantastic.

No. Not the hair. Not up.

Not up. Loose in curls.

Up it looks like someone is...

squeezing your forehead
for juice.

Give us the exclusive.

Look, 12 pages,
September issue.

How does that sound?

- It sounds like you.
- I want to talk...

No. Jacques, you know I
don't like to talk money.

Yes. But you know I do.

Ah, Glenda!
Come, come, come. Come.

- Gloria. Gloria Pan.
- Yeah, of course.

This is Nigel Marshall Thorn,

editor of Fashion and Style
Magazine.

And this crass little capitalist
is Jacques Bouvier, my sponsor.

Glenda here is quite
the artiste herself.

Show Nigel your sketchbook.

Uh, no, no, no, no.

What is wrong?
What? What?

Oh, my young designer,

who was going to be at
the newcomer showcase...

- Yes.
- ... at Fashion Week?

- Arrested.
- Drugs in the car?

- No. Hooker in the hotel.
- Oh.

He was to be my great
discovery. Oh!

- Oh. There, there.
- I don't know what to do.

You know, what that boy
could do with a buckle.

You know Ms. Pan's
designs are not bad.

I'm gonna have to cancel
the TV crews.

I do have experience
in the business.

And the reality program was
going to come and do it as well.

Stop babbling for a second
and listen to Nigel. Huh?

You could introduce
her at the showcase.

Her?

Uh, you must be joking.

No. Look. Look, look, look.

Think of what a coup
it would be. Huh?

Out of the ashes of scandal,

Jacques Bouvier discovers
a diamond in the rough.

But...

...she's so old.

Tragically so, but

Gloria Vanderbilt didn't sell her first
pair of jeans until she was 40. Ew.

But people eat these
stories. They eat 'em up.

No. I know. Look, the publicity
yeah, would be worth millions.

Yeah. I understand.
But, uh...

- I don't know. It's...
- Ooh. Look, look.

Do you have more?

Yes, yes the rest are
on my computer at work.

If you'd like
to come to my office?

I mean, I must be
out of my mind

but I must get something up
on this designer's showcase.

Yeah. OK.

Well, let's see what Gloria
Pan-derbilt has to offer.

Yeah. Yeah. Go, go, go.

- It's a good line.
- Yeah.

I like very much, lines that,
uh, crossover into the, uh...

- It gives a flow.
- Yeah.

Come give me a hug.

Yeah. You know why?

Because you are going to be

the feature designer
at the Newcomer Showcase.

The models are already booked.

So they wouldn't be a problem.
I'm a little concerned.

We're gonna have to rush
the garment creation

which is very expensive,
you know.

What's going on?

These people are going
to put on my first show

- at Fashion Week.
- They're what?

I don't think your designs
are ready for that.

Whatever?
He doesn't know what that is.

Can we discuss this first?

So who do
you think will be there?

Oh, everyone will be there.

Yeah, um...
I don't, uh...

Well, I can guarantee you all
the top houses will be there.

And I guarantee you'll have a
deal before the end of the show.

Do you realize what this means?

Your designs will be in magazines,
on TV shows, at the Oscars.

Yeah. I'm gonna have to talk
to my funding partners,

you know, about all this.

And I'm a little worried

because they may take
a long time deciding.

And, you know,
we have such little time.

So, how much do you need?

- Fifty thousand.
- Two hundred thousand.

Yeah, I think what
Caprina means is that

eventually it will be
200,000 we need,

but right now, 50's fine.

But, of course, having funds

all at once will make
things go smoother.

Uh, 50, cherie, let us
not get ahead of ourselves.

It's just too exciting.

Yeah.

- Are you crazy?
- Shut up, Russell.

You don't even
know these people.

You'll have to forgive Russell.

He doesn't understand
the artistic process.

Few people do.

This is from
the business account.

What are our partners
gonna say?

How should I know?
That's your area.

Why don't you go check on
the floor? Tick tock.

Yeah, tick tock. Yeah.

Yeah, Julian, sweetheart, yeah.

Let me move

some funds around,
I'll call you later

and then get you the other
150,000 if you really need it.

You won't regret this.

- Ciao.
- OK. Let's... Goodbye.

All right.

What the hell was that?

I just got you a bigger
payout, that's what.

But her husband's
about to pop.

We should've
slow-played her.

On this team, you
gotta follow my lead.

Well maybe if you communicated
with actual sentences

instead of slogans
and code.

No. I'm quitting.
I don't need this crap.

You're not quitting, Tara.

At least Eliot's
a professional.

Hardison's, you know,
warming up.

Even Parker seems OK with me.

Parker showed feelings?

A feeling.

Seemed like a human one,
but it's hard to tell.

- Look, where are you?
- Uzbekistan.

Oh, I love Tashkent.

I know, right?

Especially in the springtime.

Oh, Tara, you have to ask Nate

about that time on
the Russian border when...

OK, let me tell you something,
Nate Ford is arrogant,

he's condescending,
he just doesn't listen.

Huh. Nate's having trouble
communicating? I'm shocked.

Yeah. I really,

really do not need this.

Just give it some time, Tara.
You owe me.

All right, fine.

If he pulls this man-of-mystery
crap again, I'm gonna kick his ass.

And the whole, I'm-sexy-because-I'm-broken
thing, only goes so far.

- I know, right? Wait. What?
- I gotta go.

What do you mean sexy?

Oh, there you are.

Yes, just where
you left me,

since I couldn't join
in any reindeer games.

Did you get a call
from Gloria?

No, why?

Oh, I did.

How would
they even keep score?

- The reindeer.
- Play it, Hardison.

Hello, Mr, Bouvier?

I have the rest
of the money for you.

Please meet me at the...

"Meet me at... "

Only two places make sense.

Her house or the factory.

Eliot, I need you to go
to the Pans' factory.

Eliot?

Right now?

Look, I gotta be honest
with you, man.

I think she's gonna come
back to Fashion Week. OK?

I got a sense
about these things.

Oh, yeah. Nice try, Eliot.

The factory.

Hardison, check and see
if she moved those funds.

Also, check her car's GPS.

Parker and I are gonna
take the house.

Where you going?

Gloria's gonna expect me.

Right now,
you're an unknown.

I don't need another
one in the field.

Earbud.

Earbud.

Thank you.

Reindeer.
I mean, I guess they could

make marks in the snow, but
what kind of math would they use?

On task, Parker.

Move!

OK.

What do we know?

- Someone targeted the Pans.
- Yeah, I'm with you on that.

The silver sedan that pulled out
right before the explosion?

It belonged to the Pans.
I recognized it.

So...

Either they got away, or the people
who did this got away in the Pans' car

and the Pans didn't.

- Uh, Hardison.
- Already on it.

The Pans' car just got
on I-95 heading south.

OK. I need to see
who's in the car.

Can you get me a visual?

A visual? Do I look like
I have a helicopter?

Yeah, a simple yes or no.

Well, I might,

might be able to get you a
photo off a traffic camera.

But I would have to time it just
right based on the car's rate of speed.

Listen to me, a car is
driving 80 miles an hour.

How long does it take to get
to a camera a mile away?

That's seventh grade
algebra, Hardison.

Listen, the husband said
that they had partners.

- Forty-five seconds.
- What?

- That's the answer, 45 seconds.
- Oh.

I got bank statements listing
Sunbright Holdings as -

- a joint account holder
with the Pans.

Show me that.

Great.

What's she doing there?

Tell Nate I know this
corporate ID prefix.

- It's from Shanghai.
- They pick up.

- You don't have to yell.
- Just tell him!

I'm looking at the footage
our camera caught

of the Pans' house
right before the explosion.

Sending now.

Who's planting that bomb?

Eliot. Tara.
Get outta there!

- What?
- We gotta go.

- What?
- We gotta go.

Nate, I got three guys here.

Armed with cleavers.

That's the signature
of the Triad.

Triads.
We're a minute away.

The Chinese Triads.

They control the global
counterfeit clothing market.

It's worth billions to them.
Even more than narcotics.

So we didn't take
money from the Pans.

We took money
from the Triads.

The last person holding
their cash was Eliot.

This way.

All right, cleavers.

I haven't done
that in a while.

All right, listen,
these rows are narrow.

OK? They're gonna have to
come at me one at a time.

- Just stay close.
- You're telling me what to do?

Yeah. Don't.
Wait, what did you...

Tara. Tara.

Please.

Please. Please.

I don't wanna die.

Please.

Nate, I just got a shot
of the Pans' car.

Gloria is traveling solo.

I guess Russell
didn't make it out.

Poor bastard got blown to bits.

All right. Yeah.

Russell Pan handles
the finances.

Did we do a full background
check on Russell Pan?

You stay here in case
this goes south.

You're the getaway car.

Of course we did.
Driver's license,

birth certificate, hospital records,
business records, he's Russell Pan.

Yeah, but did we make sure that
Russell Pan isn't anybody else as well?

Ah, hell.

Admit it.
You kinda like me now.

Guys. Guys. I just got a hit
on an Interpol database.

Russell Pan's face matches a one
Nicholas Chow, Chinese national.

Works for the Sun Yee On triad.

Counterfeit clothing,
black market,

he's known for burying
his enemies alive.

This is a bad dude.

You gotta be kidding me.

And there's something else.

I don't think Russell's dead.

He was there when they
were planting that bomb.

No kidding.

Pardon. Pardon. Si vous plait.
Hello. Jacques Bouvier.

Good to see you again, yeah.

Hello. Guns.

Yeah, uh...
The last time I saw you

we were here for a business
meeting with your wife.

Yeah, this is all a
big misunderstanding.

That cow of a wife gave
you something of mine.

Fifty thousand dollars US.

Yes, this was for a show.
This was business.

For 20 years, I carried her.

I brought over
the cheap labor from China.

I supplied the Asian markets.

All she had to do
was copy the fashions.

But no, you sold the woman
on a ridiculous dream.

So I had to get rid of her.

Now, I'm responsible to my
superiors for that money.

Where is it?

Guys. Sit tight.

Tell Chow or Pan, Pot, Skillet,
whatever his name is

that his money's
on the way.

It'll be there in 15 minutes.

Where is it? Uh...
We don't have the money.

Yeah, the money's gone.

We spent it on the vendors
for Gloria's show, yeah.

Did, did you not hear
what I just said?

- I'm on my way with the money.
- Yeah. And there's no reason

to do anything or go anywhere

because the money's gone.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Wait, wait, wait.

Now, wait, listen to me
one second before you...

What if I was able to give you something
worth much more than the $50,000?

What if I was able to give you the
designs for next fall's collections, today?

That's right. You could get your
factories churning out the knock-offs

way before
the competition.

This would be worth millions
to you in additional revenue.

Millions.

And how are you
going to do this?

We have access to
the Fashion Week shows.

I mean I can get Julian to steal
a major designer's designs.

So, I let you go.

You run to the police.

And I get nothing?

- No deal.
- You can keep me as collateral.

No. No. No.
Wait, no, no.

This is not necessary.
No, no.

We're not going to go to the
police or anything like that.

We have no evidence. I mean,
you're gonna hunt us down anyway.

We'll keep the woman.

You bring us the designs or...

we'll kill her.

You have one hour.

I'm telling you,
get him what he wants, huh?

It's just 50 grand.

That's what this is about,
Five-oh. Capiche?

Five-oh.

Yeah. Yeah, OK.
Julian, come. Come on. We go.

You could've just given
Russell the money.

If we'd given them the money, we would've
gone back to the client with nothing.

Because
that's what it's about.

A chance to run a con on
the Triads on the fly.

You put Tara's life in danger
to take down a bigger target.

Listen, it's one thing for
Florence and those other women

to owe money
to some local sweatshop.

You want them in debt to the
Triads the rest of their lives?

- You wouldn't have left Sophie.
- I know what I'm doing.

I've got it under control.
We got less than an hour.

We need some designer's plans?
We gotta get...

Hold... Hold... I got...

OK, there's one show left today.

Andre V. has a
hip-hop couture line.

Great. Perfect.
Go get those plans.

Wait.
What are we doing?

We are gonna make Gloria
Pan's dreams come true.

Maybe I wanted
to meet Andre V.

Did nobody think of that?

Selfish.

Here ya go.

Thank you.

- Three minutes 'til the show.
- I know.

- Three minutes.
- I've got it.

Kerry, I've got it. OK?
I need you to re-freaking-lax.

IDs please.

How am I supposed to find soy
candles on such a short notice?

Farmers Market.

I need to
double-check your IDs.

You know what?
Kerry sent us, OK?

There was a security
breach earlier.

No exceptions.

The only thing that gets
in are models and clothes.

- I left my ID at the desk.
- I'll help you get it.

Thank you.

"The only thing getting
in are models and clothes.

- Yeah.
- Hey.

No.

No.

- No!
- How about this?

It's a shirt, Parker.

I know, but at least
you can move in it.

These clothes are totally
impractical. OK?

There's no range of motion,
limited concealment options,

and this reflective material would
set off a motion detector a mile away.

It's a fashion show.
It's not Thieves-R-Us.

Fine. How about this?

The A-line drape of the empire
waist is nice but...

...the neckline's a little
weak if you ask me. What?

I date a lot of models.

Lot of private fashion shows,
if you know what I mean.

Yes. Yes.

Though most of the dresses

ended up on the ground.

Yep. I get it.
You're a guy.

Means they were naked.

OK, seriously?

Yeah.

I'm just saying.

How ya doing?

What is that? What is
this monstrosity on my model?

I don't know who did this
but it totally was not me.

This is not my dress.
This is not an Andre V dress.

I do not design
Halloween costumes.

And what is with
this makeup, sweetie.

You are lovely but baby you look
like you just came from clown school.

I asked for blue.
You gave me red.

This is... It's terrible.

What do I have to do
to get the correct color?

And you. You.

You're incomplete.

- You are incomplete.
- What?

Boys and girls,
incomplete model on deck.

Incomplete model on deck.

This is an emergency.
Sit down. Sit. Sit. Sit, sit.

Incomplete model on deck. Here.

- Um...
- Nose. Eyes. Chin. Hair. Go.

Go. Come, come. Let's go.
Let's go. Let's go.

The cheekbones.

Perfection. Perfect. Oh.
Oh, wonderful.

OK, let's go. Go.
Go. Go. Go.

- Go. Go. Go.
- What?

Go faster. Faster.

Go. And graceful,
please.

You're not running
a marathon.

Don't even think of coming
back here. Find your face.

Find your face.

Whoa!

Oh my heavens. My show.

How we doing, Parker?

All clear.
Grab the drive.

Oh my show. Models, everyone, the show
must go on in the spirit of fashion.

The show must go on.

You, models, get out there.

Look pretty.
Get out there. Now. Go.

This always
happens to me.

You must
trust in your friends.

Although, they don't seem
worthy of such devotion.

Especially the one
in charge, Bouvier.

Yeah. I agree.

I don't trust him.
And neither should you.

Why not?

Cause he's not
who he says he is.

His name is Nathan Ford.

And he's a con man.

He's a thief.

He's gonna try and play you.

Why are you
telling me this?

Look, you and I both know when he
gets back here with the designs,

you're just gonna
kill us, right?

OK, but what if I told you I had
a better way to fix your problems?

OK.

They're all there.

Courtesy of Andre V.

Yes they are.

Thank you, Andre V.

The files are compressed.
They're easy to email.

OK.

Oh, uh, Nate.

All right.

Hey, this thing starts coming
off the rails, don't wait.

Call us in.

Yeah. Chow is primed.
I can handle him.

I'm not talking about him.

She's a pro.
She knows what to do.

Ah, yeah.

Here are the designs.

There you are.

- Mm. Andre V.
- Yeah.

- The real deal.
- Oh yeah, the real deal, yeah.

Our factories will be working
off of these by tomorrow.

Yes and you will
become very, very wealthy.

Yeah, uh, so, we're done, yeah?

We're done, yes?

No.

The police are looking
for someone

who broke into
Andre V's computer.

They're on their
way here now.

I'm sorry, but, uh,
how would they know this?

Because I called them

and I told them a con man
named Nathan Ford

just tried to sell me
a bunch of stolen designs.

Well.

What if I told you I had a
better way to fix your problems?

OK. Tell me.

You tell the cops he showed up just
before someone tried to kill your wife.

A grifter who comes into her
life just before he takes

your money and your
house explodes?

You get the designs,
he takes the heat.

No bodies to clean up.

Nate's the fall guy
and you walk away clean.

Well, I knew
I couldn't trust you.

You've done nothing
to earn my trust.

I made you a member
of my team.

Your team?
Oh, please.

You get off putting
everybody's lives in danger

so the great Nate Ford can
come in and save the day.

That's your rush.

Well, they'll never
believe your story.

No?

You're in my factory.

You're pretending to be
someone you're not.

Besides, your prints
are all over the drive.

Detectives. This, this is
the man I called you about.

- They're in his jacket pocket.
- Hands on your head, please.

Sir, are you Russell Pan?

Yes. Yes I am.

AKA Nicholas Chow?

From Interpol's
Most Wanted list?

So, you blew up
your house to kill your wife.

All right.
Get him outta here.

Come on. Lets go.

I got a couple questions
for you too.

- Check my inside pocket.
- What?

I've been working Fashion Week.
Been undercover for six months.

You can take Chow. You've got
enough for attempted murder,

conspiracy, arson, whatever.

Just, here,
make it look good.

- Walk me out.
- All right. Sure.

Make it look real.

- You got it.
- Yeah. Yeah.

All right, you guys,
clear the door.

Yes, sir.

We might wanna destroy this.

Russell didn't actually transmit the
designs to the Triad factories, right?

Designs? Yes.

But probably not
the ones they wanted.

Our factories will be working
off of these by tomorrow.

It was a simple switch.

You just put an auto-run
instruction file on the drive

to show a set of designs for the startup
and a different set for the email.

Yeah, well too bad Gloria had to retire
before her collection was released, huh?

I have a feeling she might find a way to
stay involved in the clothing business.

Here's more clothes, Mrs. Pan.
Keep up.

OK, no earpiece.

How did you tell Nate you
were gonna run the cop scam?

It's just 50 grand.

That's what this is about,
Five-oh. Capiche?

Five-oh. For the cops.
That's all it took?

Some people just know
how to communicate.

I just finally learned
how to speak his language.

Cryptic clues,
slogans and code.

Here's $50,000.

That should be enough to get
your parents to the States.

And when they get here, they'll
have decent jobs waiting for them.

She wants to know how
you're able to do all this.

Well, you know, once the Pans
dropped out of the picture,

the factory went
into receivership.

We were able to convince
the courts to keep it running

under the guidance of a
legally-appointed administrator.

Speaking of which, how's it
going there, Madame Administrator?

It's been very good.

Everyone's realizing they now get a say
in setting their conditions and hours.

But I think they're adapting
to the new rules pretty quickly.

Thank you all so much.

Oh.

Thank you.

Well...

Oh...

There. That's your cut.

Oh.

And, uh...

I'll give you, uh,
your earbud back.

And, listen,
you know, I'll try,

because Sophie sent you.

Try...

...to communicate better.

Thank you.

And for what it's worth,
Sophie was right.

You guys are the best
I've ever seen.

I know.

But no one in the world is
as good as you think you are.

Rough day?

Uh, we got through it OK.

Barely. From what I heard.

Oh, well.

Listen, Nate,

I sent her, so...

So even if you don't trust her,
you should trust me by now.

She was never in
any real danger, so.

Really? So you would have made
the same play if it were me?

Yeah, probably.

No.

Nate, what are you doing?

What am I doing?
I'm doing my job, Sophie.

The one that you talked me back into doing
when I was sitting right here on this couch.

The same one you
walked out on.

So don't call me from London,
or Paris, or wherever you are

and start telling me,
you know, how to run my crew.

I'm sorry,
but it's just if you...

Sophie!