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Previously on Cleaners...

She’s dead.

Marcus, the antidote, where is it?

Safe.

Roxie!

Welcome home, Sally.

Sí.

I’m free. Aah!

Sayonara, bitch.

My name is Julio. Are you in town for long?

Longer than I’d hoped. I was meant to leave on the red-eye,

but it was canceled because of the hurricane.

Isn’t there something comforting knowing

no one can come or go for a few days?

I’m looking for some men.

How much for the whole wolf pack?

Oh, it’s good to see you again, Mother.

Time for the fun and games.

Mm.

Good morning, sunshine.

All right. Come on. Let’s go.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Mm.

How are you feeling?

Well, as the pony said to the Clydesdale,

I’m a little hoarse.

Oh, yeah. It’s that chloroform.

That’s nasty stuff.

Had to be done, though.

I know how unpredictable you can be.

It’ll wear off in a bit.

You know, they say there’s a storm coming in.

What do you say we hole up here until it passes?

Do I have a choice?

Technically you do, but I’m not sure you’d like it.

You know, I meant what I said.

It sure is good seeing you again.

Oh, I wish I could say the same.

Come on.

S02E08 - "Batten down the hatches"

I promise you,

so help me God...

I’m gonna find whoever did this to you,

even if I have to go

to the other side of the world to do it.

And when I do...

I’m gonna put a bullet between his eyes.

I’m gonna get cleaned up and then we’ll go, okay?

Where do you think we’re going?

Where do you think?

To find Roxie and the psycho who took her.

You’re not going anywhere.

No, no, no.

You’re not gonna find Roxie by yourself.

You said it.

I’m not following.

Roxie’s on her own now.

But she’s your friend.

She’s my partner.

And partners look out for each other.

And I did, when we were together.

But this is not the goddamn Girl Scouts.

Roxie knew the risks.

She’d do the exact same thing in my shoes.

So you’re just gonna cut and run?

No, I’m gonna behave

like the professional you wish you were.

It’s easy for you to say.

You already had your shot, remember?

Roxie needs this by the end of today,

or that nanobot is gonna implode and take her heart with it.

Now, if you even had one,

there’s no way you could walk out on her.

You don’t know shit about me.

But let me tell you something. Nothing would please me more

than jabbing Roxie’s arm with this, but here’s the rub:

We don’t know where that arm is, do we?

We don’t know who took her, why he took her,

or where he took her to.

Do you follow? Huh? So, what do you suggest?

We could...

God, I don’t know. We--

Exactly.

At the end of the day, we’re all alone.

The sooner you wrap your head around that,

the better.

I’m sorry, Roxie.

I’m so sorry.

Attention, passengers,

the ferry will arrive in five minutes.

Unfortunately, due to hurricane warning,

there will be no more departures today.

You’ve got to be kidding me.

You just couldn’t help yourself, could you?

Excuse me?

You know what I’m talking about. No, I’m afraid I don’t, Frank.

You just had to come and find me, right?

Well, I don’t blame you.

I’m kind of irresistible. Okay,

you’re officially delirious.

I mean, what happened to you?

You have such nice teeth.

And you have such a nice fever.

We need to get you to a hospital.

No. No hospitals.

They’ll be after me there. Who, Frank? Who?

You know who. No...

What are you even doing here?

Mother. She told me you were gonna be here.

I’m-- I’m just so glad she wasn’t lying.

You know she sent someone after you, right?

Wait, what?

Frank, what did you just say?

It’s so good to see you again.

Yeah, it’s great to see you too.

About Mother, Frank.

What? You’re not my mother.

Frank, Frank, Frank.

What about Mother?

Oh...

Perfect.

This is just perfect.

Hello?

Hello?

Okay.

I’ve either been taken by a 16-year-old girl...

or my nana.

Okay. Shit just got really weird.

Five minutes, then you get locked up with the storm.

Veronica and Roxie. Hell yeah.

This has nothing to do with Roxie.

Just let her leave, now.

Would you like to leave? Not a chance.

Partners?

You move so much as an inch,

and I’ll part you head like a hairdresser.

He won’t, I promise.

He’s out cold.

And "taco" would have been a better tag line.

"I’ll part your head like a taco."

But good effort.

Why did you come back?

He’s got a fever. So find a doctor.

He can’t do doctors.

Long story. We need your help.

Excuse me? Do I need to say it again?

Um, pretty much, yeah.

Okay. We need your help.

"We"?

I need your help.

Well, what an interesting turn of events.

Look, Dopey over here is the key to finding Mother.

Really?

Because I don’t know who that is.

But good luck with it.

She’s the key to finding Roxie.

We find Roxie, we find the asshole that snatched her.

Same guy that killed Marcus and Isabelle.

Whether the storm comes or not,

I’m stuck here till the place opens.

Might as well make the most of it.

What do you say, partner?

Huh?

You fancy a piece of the action?

Does a bear shit on the pope?

You’ll get it eventually.

Western perimeter, check.

All good, boss.

It sure is.

Well, you don’t get this kind of service at the Ritz-Carlton.

Well, do what we can here at Casa Julio.

How did you sleep?

I can’t recall getting any, you animal.

So you still haven’t told me

what has such a sweet lamb so spooked.

A big, bad wolf.

If she’s still alive and on the island,

then I’ve made myself her number-one target.

Well, this house is made of concrete

on a foundation of many men with very large guns.

Oh.

It will take a lot more than huffing and puffing

to blow these doors down.

Trust me. You’re safe here.

Now, eat.

You need to keep your energy up. You’re the boss.

Oh, no. You are.

Of course.

Will this work as a down payment?

Protection and shelter

till I can get off of this godforsaken island?

Really?

Godforsaken?

Oh!

Oh, God have mercy!

And hello to you too.

Where are we?

And whose clothes are these?

The Marlboro Man’s?

Matilda, meet federal agent Frank Barnes.

Federal agent?

Uh, don’t worry.

I’m sort of on a sabbatical now.

Is she always this friendly?

She doesn’t get out much. Easy, girl.

So where’s your other half?

Still, uh, out partying from last night?

What?

Some guy abducted her last night.

Did you say some guy abducted her last night?

Yeah. Snatched her from right under our noses.

What for? We don’t know.

Well, where is she? We don’t know that either.

That’s where you come in. Okay. Is that all I’m good for?

Yeah. For now.

Okay then. Well, do you have a whiteboard available?

Because this gets a little complicated.

I think we can handle it.

Fair enough. So from what I could gather,

the puzzle looks something like this:

Mother’s still alive. My former employer.

But now she’s working with Eileen.

My former colleague.

Apparently to terminate your commission

so she didn’t have to pay you any of her millions.

Fifty-seven, to be precise.

And Mother hired a local to do that job.

And you know all this how, exactly?

Because Mother told me before I turned her over.

To the FBI? To the CIA.

So she’s wanted by the CIA then?

Not really.

But Clarence Phillips, the guy who hired me,

was working a non-agency-sanctioned job.

He’s sort of a rogue entity.

Long story short, we find Phillips,

we find Mother.

We find Mother, we eventually find the hired gun

who we can only assume has Roxie.

"Eventually" won’t cut it. Roxie’s dying.

In less than 14 hours,

her heart stops.

Unless she has this.

You see, the people who raised me...

And me. injected her

And me. with an explosive nanobot

to get them to do a job. Which we did.

But Roxie didn’t get hers. Because she got snatched,

as mentioned above.

Is that whiteboard still an option?

Well, as they say in this part of the world,

mi casa es su casa.

Whatever you need, just say the word.

My guys are at your disposal 24-7.

I intend to take full advantage of that.

I feel so much safer with so many burly men close by.

That’s because you are, darling.

This place is a fortress.

My team are handpicked and well-paid.

The perfect combination, I’ve discovered.

I couldn’t agree more.

I don’t suppose you have one of those security cameras

in the bedroom, do you?

Not yet.

But you keep paying me what you are,

you can have anything you want.

So, what exactly do you do, Julio,

other than make love like a teenager

jacked up on Viagra and Mountain Dew?

I own hospitals.

Psychiatric clinics, that kind of thing.

You seem to have a lot of security

for somebody who’s just in the medical field.

Are you afraid your enemas aren’t up to snuff?

This is a very corrupt part of the world.

It’s difficult to run a business of any kind

without stepping on a few toes.

Something you seem to know all about.

Safe’s open. All reset and all yours.

Put in whatever code you want

and whatever you want into it.

Can you give me a minute?

But of course.

Good to see you’re up and about.

Come on, sit over here with me.

Hm.

How are you feeling?

Uh, like a day-old turd on a hot sidewalk?

Like shit. I feel like shit.

Okay.

You don’t seem like one of them...

"puts the lotion on its skin" type kidnappers.

By the look of your complexion, you put lotion on your own skin.

But still, do you want to tell me

what the hell is going on here?

What’s going on?

What’s going on is you’re back.

Now you’re home.

God, I just can’t tell you

how much I’ve missed you, Sally.

Wow. This is like your own personal Build-a-Bear workshop.

Ladies, there are plenty to go around.

Seriously, it’s like looking in a mirror.

Let’s go get Roxie back.

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