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Previously on Rogue...

What are you doing?

Grace, it's me. I'm at Cheat's.

Everything's fucked!

The other partners. So these
guys all served in Afghanistan.

Kendra was Massoud tying up loose ends.

We're next.

The only question is when and

- where is he gonna hit us?
- You know, I could be more help to you

if you actually told me what
this task force is investigating.

Mr. Kelly came in just after ten.

You got a camera in the parking garage?

You think Kelly killed his best friend?

The other guys' alibis check out.

Why is he lying?

Remember my UC, I told you about her.

- Sarah?
- Is she dead?

Yeah. Yeah, we think so.

And they want me to go back undercover.

Now, you're not as much fun as
that goofy red hair makes you look.

Who's she?

Someone who might come in useful.

- Hey. You know who this is?
- Yeah, I know Jackie Hays.

* There's blood on our hands *

* In this perfect madness *

* You're living on borrowed time *

* Oh, how *

* You have lost your way *

* You have lost your way *

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Now, what do you want?

It's good to see you too.

- Can I come in?
- [CHUCKLES]

You know, you're a very interesting woman.

Or should I say women?

What is it? Inez Navarro.

- Babette Dell. Erica Potter. Jaclyn Parker.
- Hey,

maybe I got me an
identity crisis, you know?

Maybe.

You know, Sloane Townsend,
can I be honest with you?

You don't really seem like a Sloane to me.

What is it today?

- Well, you can call me Nina.
- Nina.

I like Nina.

Without the Southern accent, of course.

Oooh, I like that.

How you can see through everything.

Kind of like Superman.

So, come on, what do you want?

I was asleep. And sleep's
like my favorite thing,

so this better be good.

I have a job for you.

[DOOR CLOSES]

I need a laptop cloned.

So get yourself a tech.

I would, but the house isn't
mine and nor is the laptop.

Oh, no, no, no, no. I
don't do home break-ins.

That's how you get shot.

Well, Nina might not do
them any more, but, uh,

Marilyn Cobb did in South
Carolina, a few years back.

See, you didn't do all your
homework, 'cause she got caught.

And she learned her lesson.

Well, you want some of your money back?

How about I give you, say, $10,000?

Well you look fit. Why don't you do it?

Well, because I'm the kind of guy that
pays people like you to do it for him.

- Oh, you're chickenshit?
- [LAUGHS]

People like you? What
is that supposed to mean?

You like my style?

Nothing you can't leave
behind if you have to run.

Right?

Can I get you something?

Like the door?

Easiest $10,000 you ever made.

Oh, I wouldn't be so sure about that.

[CHUCKLES]

Going once...

Twice...

Oh, fuck it.

But if I do get shot,

then you have got to say
something nice at my funeral.

Deal. Go get your jacket.

- What?
- Let's go.

- Now?
- Yeah, now.

Oh.

- You know I would have done it for five.
- And I would have paid you 15.

You don't need that.

You can put it down.

Trust me.

[SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE]

- Nice ride, player.
- Hm.

Maybe you should stop hiring people to do
your dirty work, and buy yourself a nice car.

This gets me around.

I figured you more an Aston Martin guy.

Must be my James Bond vibe.

Nah, I thought you'd be into all
that foofoo Brit engineering crap.

Something fancy...

Like a 4/4 Drophead Coupe maybe?

What? So people like you can steal it?

There's that "people like you" again.

- Oh, yeah?
- You're gonna give me a complex.

Here you go.

Alright. Alarm?

No, we took care of it.

[ENGINE STOPS]

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[EXHALES]

[PANTING]

[CLOCK TICKING]

[FOOTSTEPS]

[CLEARS THROAT]

[MAN URINATING]

[COUGHS]

[CLEARS THROAT]

[SNIFFS]

Oh.

[EXHALES]

Okay, let's go!

Where are we going?

Hey, hey.

It's all there.

It better be.

- I'll see you around.
- Yeah.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[SIGHS]

[GUN COCKS]

Welcome home.

Ooh... Blonde...

I like it.

The carpet match the drapes?

What are you doing here?

You don't write,

you don't call...

and we've got so much to talk about.

Jackie may be dead.

But she's not forgotten.

So how'd you find me?

[SIGHS]

You wanna tell me what you want,

or you gonna stand there all night

pointing that big gun in my face?

I just saved your life.

- How's that?
- I backed you up.

Your friend Ethan showed up,
asking me if I know Jackie Hays.

I could've told him she was a cop.

- But I didn't.
- Out of the goodness of your heart?

I could have ended you.

So, what? You got cold feet?

And you still have, don't you?

[SIGHS]

Come on, Alec. Put the gun down.

- Cos we both know you're not gonna use it.
- Fuck you!

[EXHALES]

Yeah...

- [CHUCKLES]
- [SIGHS]

[CHUCKLES]

[GRACE SIGHS]

[ALEC CHUCKLES]

[ALEC SIGHS]

I want a cut.

- Of what?
- Of whatever it is you're up to with this Ethan guy.

- It's not about money.
- Then what's that money?

You know...

You and me?

We're not that different.

Oh, yes, we are.

We put family first.

We kill

to protect the ones we love.

So, tell me...

How are we different?

Phewt!

[HE SIGHS] I'll be in touch...

Blondie.

[DOOR OPENS]

Fuck.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[EXHALES]

So it must have been tough for you.

Getting me here, huh?

Yeah, I thought it'd be...

Turns out all I needed
was a bottle of bourbon

- and a fake apology.
- You're an asshole.

I meant the task force.

Can't imagine I'm high on
any bureau lists these days.

I believe the term undesirable

was floated around in some circles.

Well, all this flattery...

- Yeah?
- You'll make me blush.

Really?

Ow! God.

[SIGHS]

Look, I'm not gonna pretend like
I didn't have to fight for you...

I guess I just figured you're worth it.

[EXHALES]

Hey, you wanna grab breakfast?

Sorry. I can't.

I don't think we should be
seen heading into work together.

Okay.

So, you go in first, I'll come later.

Yeah. Good idea.

[SHOWER WATER RUNNING]

[INDISTINCT WOMAN ON P.A.]

- Can I get you anything?
- I don't have time, Leni.

I'm on the 8:40 to San Diego.

Thanks for diverting to meet with me.

Not a conversation for the phone.

So this task force of yours...

What a God-Almighty clusterfuck.

Whatever you find out, good or bad,

this is a cover-your-ass mission.

- Whose ass?
- High up letters.

All of them?

The whole alphabet.

It's a lose-lose, Leni.

No way you're not taking it in the stink.

If I were you, I'd get as
far the fuck away as possible.

But how do I do that now?

This ASAC they have
running it... Elliot Holt.

Howe.

He is the guy who hung you out to dry?

In Cleveland. Yeah.

- Good times.
- Watch your back.

I mean, he is something special.

Elliot hired me because of Cleveland,
not in spite of it, didn't he?

Mm...

Like I said... Clusterfuck.

I always told you,
never trust a pretty boy.

Whatever you do, do not
go fanning that old flame.

Leopards don't change their
spots and neither do assholes.

Like I'm that stupid.

[INDISTINCT WOMAN ON P.A.]

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

[CELLPHONE CHIMES]

_

[SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[DOOR CLOSES]

I talked things over with the guy in OPs.

We're all set for the lab break-in.

Security's been given the heads-up.

- We're just waiting on the when from you...
- That's already done.

- What's already done?
- Last night.

Ethan came by my apartment,

dragged me out of bed,

and had me make a house
call to the head of R&D.

- Why didn't you call me?
- He wouldn't let me bring my phone.

- Jesus.
- Yeah.

I was in with them for all of a day.
I don't know if they'll use me again.

But I'm telling you, nothing
about these guys is easy.

He picked me up in one of
those pay-by-the-hour cars.

Minute Rides.

I already looked for an account
in his name but nothing came up.

That's the license plate of
the car he used last night.

So he has an account in a false name.

- [SIGHS]
- Right.

Well, we'll find out where
he's been going recently.

The night of Cheat's death, for starters.

And Alec Laszlo

came by my apartment last night.

- Jimmy Laszlo's son?
- Yeah.

Kelly went to him asking
for a Jackie Hays voucher.

How the hell are you
sitting here right now?

I don't know.

But I think he's playing the long game.

The long game?

I know crack addicts with
more restraint than that kid.

- I'm pulling you out.
- I can handle him.

- No, it is too dangerous.
- I can handle him.

- It is too dangerous.
- Leni...

If you didn't want me to pull
you out you wouldn't have told me.

I told you so you would know.
So we could figure something out.

This is Sarah's ass you're
hanging out to dry, not mine.

It's certainly not yours.

Just let me do my job.

You have been compromised and
I am not gonna risk losing you.

Stand down until you hear from me.

That's an order.

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[KIDS LAUGHING]

[GROANS]

Okay. Okay.

No, we don't wanna trip
or fall on her face!

I need a hug before anything else happens.

Okay, go.

[SIGHS]

Checked my account...

You're a little short on this month's cut.

That make up for it?

[PAPER RUSTLES]

Not quite.

[KIDS LAUGH]

Look... [CLEARS THROAT]

Business was kind of rough last month.

And the month before that.
And the month before that.

I hear the Chinese have taken
over two of your shipping routes.

I had to vouch for your girl...

Grace Travis.

You got any problem with me

- getting a little payback?
- Whoa.

I had to loan her out to an FBI task force.

I need to keep that
relationship viable for now.

The FBI?

Investigating what?

Interstate prostitution
ring. Not your concern.

What is your concern,
is next month's payment.

I'd hate to have to make some changes.

Who the hell said you gotta make changes?

I'm the head of the Laszlo family.

Well, that's not what it once was, is it?

Sadie.

Come on, girl. Time to go home.

I'm hungry. Come on.

Come here, we gotta roll!

Ahhh.

- You hungry?
- No.

How can you not be hungry?
I'm hungry. Starving!

[DOOR OPENS]

- Hey.
- Hey, Mom.

There's my girl.

Evie's making sandwiches. You want one?

Evie, make your mom a sandwich.

- She looks hungry.
- No, I'm not hungry.

Well, you look tired then.
You could use some energy.

- Turkey salad?
- Yeah, sure.

Shall I just, uh,

retrieve some of the
contents from the counter top?

[EVIE LAUGHS]

Hey, what's that?

- Oh, it's...
- It's what?

Nothing.

Doesn't look like nothing.

What did you two get up to the other night?

- What do you mean?
- You and Billy were out late

and then there's a
bloody rag in my kitchen.

It's not exactly difficult
detective work, Evie.

Yeah, well, he kind of

got into a fight at that bar.

I was just... I was just cleaning him up.

A bar?

You're 16 years old.

What, you never drank underage?

- Not even at a keg party?
- Hand it over.

- Hand what over?
- The fake ID. Come on.

I...

No more going to bars.

And I don't want you
going out with Billy again.

- Mom!
- Hold on. Listen to me.

I'm not saying you can't see him.

But if you want to see him,
he has to come over here,

- and only if Grandma is around.
- You're serious?

Oh yeah. This is me being serious.

Mom, he's 18.

He's not gonna wanna hang
out with me and my grandma.

You know what, this is a fair compromise.

Yeah, if you consider
ruining my life to be fair.

Well, you know what? If
Billy doesn't go for it,

then maybe you should find someone
else your own age to out hang with.

You are too young to be going to bars

with a boy who gets into fights.

Fight, Mom.

One fight.

That's for Grandma.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[EXHALES]

- Are you gonna say anything?
- About what?

About the bar fight.

- And Billy...
- He was defending her honor.

What, would you rather

he stand there watching while
some old pervert hits on her?

What I would rather is he didn't
take her to a bar in the first place.

What are you talking
about, a pervert hit on her?

I think Billy was very
brave and I'm proud of him.

Hey. You got something on your teeth.

There on the top.

- You know what? Stop it.
- Alright.

I don't want her going out so
late when she is 16 years old.

Kids grow up faster these days.

If she's out with friends,
I want her home by 11.

You hear me?

Yes, honey, I'm not deaf.

- Can I just say something?
- No.

I think you're being a
little overprotective.

I mean, how's Evie gonna grow up

if you don't let her go out, see the world?

You know what?

I know that you're just
trying to prove me wrong,

but really,

staying out all hours of the night,

and... and hanging out in bars
is hardly "seeing the world".

[CARS HONKING IN DISTANCE]

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

Hey.

You get the murder files
on Cheat and Kendra yet?

I erm...

What?

I've been trying to hack
into these SFPD servers.

The new algorithms they have on their...

firewall, it's... it's impossible.

- I'm gonna need more time.
- How long?

Probably a couple of days.

We don't have a couple of days, buddy.

How do you even know if
the cops even know anything?

Well, maybe they do, maybe they don't. But
we need to know what they know, so get to it.

- If you wanna try, do it!
- Spud. Come on, Spud. Just...

Do what you gotta do, okay?

But do me a favor, don't ever
mention algorithms to me again, okay?

- Ray.
- What? Is that bothering you?

You don't like that, when I pick my teeth?

Toothpick, huh? That's for you.

You're late.

Any luck?

No.

- These new algorithms...
- Come on. Don't.

- I need another couple of days.
- A couple of days?

This Alec Laszlo guy, the one Nina was
with, that's Jimmy Laszlo's son, right?

- Yeah.
- So...

Mob boss, he's gotta have a
few dirty cops on his payroll.

I guess.

Well, why don't we use him
to get to the murder files?

Ray, we don't wanna be in business
with a piece of shit like him.

No, maybe not directly...

[CARS HONKS]

She's a beauty, I tell
you. Clean lines, fast...

Like I said, I'm not really
a yacht kind of person.

You'll love it. There's nothing like the
sea air, the open sky, the lull of the waves

- while you and I bunk down together at night...
- [SHE LAUGHS]

Bunk down to the lull of the waves?

What is that? Like boat-people-speak for
puking your guts up from sea-sickness?

- Of course not.
- Mm... right.

And while you and me are
being lulled by these waves,

who's driving this motherfucker?

[LAUGHS]

- Will you wait one second?
- Yeah.

I'll swim right back.

- [CHUCKLES]
- Right.

[FOOTSTEPS]

So, you wanted to see me.

You in the market for a new car?

[SIGHS] No.

- It's boats that make him hard.
- Hmm.

I never stole one of those, but I guess
there's a first time for everything,

- right?
- Yeah.

Ray, Nina. Nina, Ray.

Charmed.

Now, what the hell are you playing at?

You went to go see that
fuckhead Alec Laszlo?

You know I work like a
bitch to keep him off my ass?

And then you just go
lead him right to my door?

All the dude ever wanted was to fuck me.

I'm sorry to hear about
this crap with you and Alec.

It's not gonna make this
next question any easier.

What? You want me to go do
the dance with Alec Laszlo?

I need the police files
on an investigation.

I'd like you to go to Alec
and have him get them for me.

What does that little punk have
to do with all that, anyway?

Well... We're to understand
that he's the type of guy

that has good working relationships
with local law enforcement.

He's giving it all of this
and you don't say a word?

Why don't you go ask
him? He obviously can't.

[SIGHS]

- So, what's the dirt?
- Triple homicide.

So what do you want with those files?

Wait. Did you do it?

No, actually, one of the
victims was a friend of ours.

We need to know what happened to him.

He speaks!

You want me to go to talk to Alec Laszlo,

a man I hate,

and ask him for police information?

That's correct.

Why, you'd best start
talking numbers, baby.

Big ones.

Shit.

Morning.

- Hey.
- So, did we get anything on Ethan's rental car?

We're still waiting on the warrant.

Great, so we just sit here while Kelly
drives around doing whatever he wants.

Maybe we should just
take him out back, huh?

I had a nice little chat with
him and Ray Williams last night.

What part of stand down
don't you understand?

All of it.

- They asked me to get them the murder files.
- Murder files?

They wanna know what we know.

- Probably because they did it.
- Oh come on, you don't know that.

Why else would they want them?

This doesn't change anything. Alec
Laszlo is the unknown factor here.

Leni, we're in the business of unknown
factors. I wanna know what Grace thinks.

Well, I don't think we should blow
the case because of Alec Laszlo.

It is a mistake to dismiss this kid.

Didn't he bring a bag of
heads to a sushi joint?

- Well, it was Chinese, but...
- Bridget. Get in here.

You think you can you fit a remote access
Trojan to a standard two-gig thumb-drive?

- Definitely.
- You're gonna bug their computer?

Gotta get those boys their murder files.

- Alright. Get on it now.
- Yes, sir.

We all set then?

Yeah. Nice work, Travis.

All good? Hm?

I want it on the record that I don't think
Grace going back under is a good idea.

Okay.

- What's the problem here?
- No problem.

Just a difference of opinion. That's all.

I thought we'd be on
the same page about this.

And why would you think that?

- Never mind.
- You know, you should stop thinking

about your own interests.

I can't always worry how
things will look on you.

Right.

[CARS HONKING IN DISTANCE]

You look better as a blonde.

It's kind of quiet around here.

Well, looks can be deceiving.

- Business is booming.
- Oh. Oh, yeah, I can tell.

- Good times really rolling round here.
- What do you want?

You will play along

and you will not out me to Ethan Kelly.

- I will?
- And in return

I've been authorized to pay you 20,000.

- It's not enough.
- It's more than you made last month, I bet.

I want something else.

Seeing as you don't have to do
jackshit except keep your mouth shut,

I'd say it's a sweet deal, Alec.

I want...

what my father had.

A small dick?

Why did you give it up
to him, but not to me?

- [GUN COCKS]
- Whoo!

Yeah.

- [SIGHS]
- Just give me the excuse.

And if you don't play along,

the FBI will be so far up your ass
you'll feel like you're choking.

Hmm.

They will tear apart
your house, your offices.

And they will look into every detail
of your miserable, pathetic life

until they find something or someone

they can turn against you.

Do you understand?

The neutral cards 7, 8, and 9,

these don't favor the dealer
or the player, so ignore them.

- Billy's asking me out tonight.
- Are you paying attention?

The high cards favor the player,

but the low cards favor the dealer.

Seriously, what am I supposed to say?

That my mom's a total psycho and
is going all Snow White on me?

- Snow White on you?
- You know,

locking me in a glass case until I'm like

old and Prince Charming comes along.

Ah. Yes. Blackjack!

Hey, I thought this was a practice round.

I told you to pay attention.

I was distracted.

A good card-counter
never loses focus, honey.

You know, she actually suggested
I date a boy my own age.

Grandma, do you know what
16-year-old boys are like?

They're like so lame.

[SIGHS]

- Hey, you went bust.
- Bad shuffle.

Hey, you want me to?

Sure.

Seriously. If Mom knew what
guys my own age were like

I think she'd actually
encourage dating older boys.

I could tell you a thing or two
about your mom and older men.

Oh, yeah? Like what?

Well, when she was 17, she
dated a man twice her age.

Really? You're kidding?

Nope. My boyfriend.

What?

I turned my back for a minute...

- No fucking way.
- Hey.

I mean, no way.

Mm-hm.

That bitch Grace

is threatening me with the Feds.

[CHUCKLES]

Fuck it. Why should I cover her ass?

- You drag me all the way out here for this?
- Hey.

- You got my back or what?
- [CHUCKLES]

You don't bring in half what your daddy did.
Maybe I should let her throw you to the Feds.

Or maybe I should throw you to them?

I'm just saying.

I'll make my cuts, you
know I will. I just...

I need a little more time.

Ruby.

You are such a big girl.

Have you grown since last month?

Yeah. 14 inches.

14 inches? That's more than a foot.

- Are you sure about that?
- Yeah, ask my daddy.

[LAUGHS]

Let me see how much you weigh now.

And whoa! Oh, my gosh!

You're so big.

Whoa!

- Whee!
- Whee!

Wheee!

Was that fun?

- Yeah.
- Come on, honey.

You do what Travis says.

Play along.

Sadie, I'm thinking some
ice cream. What do you say?

Can you see the ice cream
truck? Come on, come on.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Now, shouldn't you be
at home with your family?

Shouldn't you?

Well, I thought I'd join you
for your meeting with Kelly.

No. That's not how this works.

You are a silent partner.

Well, I'm thinking we need to
re-evaluate our partnership.

The fuck does that mean?

You brought a friend.

- Not by choice.
- Hmm.

[SIGHS]

So you fucking her?

What can I do for you?

It cost me a lot to get these files.

One second.

Thank you.

I know what you do.

You dig up dirt on people.

I want you to do some digging for me.

On a dirty cop called Campbell.

Used to be the Deputy Chief in Oakland.

He's transferred to San Fran.

The guy's busting my balls.

I need some leverage on him.

So I can renegotiate new terms.

We got a deal?

Sure.

So what are we drinking?

Take your hand off of her.

[LAUGHS] So you are fucking her.

Hm.

Always a pleasure.

Hmm. Thank you.

Okay. We're up!

Okay, we'll watch him through
the built-in camera on his laptop,

and we'll hear him
through the built-in mic.

- What about when he closes it?
- We'll lose video, but still have audio.

- Oh.
- Ok, we're in.

This is great.

I'm gonna call Grace.

[CARS HONKING IN DISTANCE]

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

What'd he just do?

Ehh... He deleted the report

about your conversation with his doorman.

About those garage CCTV
cameras breaking his alibi.

His friends don't know he's lying.

[SIGHS]

Alright, we're in business.
Let's take a look here.

Roll it up here. Up.

Holy shit.

There's nothing in here about the money.
The cops don't know about the money.

- Sure there's no mention?
- If they'd found his two and a half mill,

they would have put it in the report, Ray.

His two and a half million?

That means it's still out there.

Fuck. Sounds like they each have that.

Ten million dollars.

Is that the amount we're looking for?

Yeah. It is now.

Whoa. Hold on.

There.

It says there was someone else there.

A waitress from the Century Club.

She was abducted and dumped in the Bay.

What the fuck?

They don't know about Sarah.

- Unless, he's...
- That's why he's hiding his busted alibi.

- What busted alibi?
- Ethan removed it from the thumb-drive

- before he showed it to them.
- So...

Maybe he stole Chetowski's money.

Sarah got in the way

and he's hiding the whole
thing from his buddies.

Or he's lying to his friends for other
reasons. Doing a little business on the side.

Never trust a pretty boy.

- What?
- Oh, it's just a saying.

There were multiple prints
of felons found in the house.

Okay.

So the waitress, they drag her
out of there kicking and screaming?

Unless they killed her already.

No, if she was already dead
why not leave her there?

Like Kendra and the
john. It doesn't add up.

This is definitely not Massoud.
This is amateur-hour shit...

Well, okay, fine. I don't
get it. Who killed Cheat?

Come on, Ethan. If this
isn't Massoud I'm all ears.

- Ok, who the fuck is this Massoud?
- Okay, erm...

Buttload of Massouds here.

It's like looking for a
Smith or a Jones in America.

Okay, here we go, for starters.

I've got a former leader of
a tribal alliance in Iraq.

Yeah, he died. Eight years ago.

I've got a banker in Yemen,
connections to some shady charities.

A diplomat, working in
the Embassy in Bangkok.

Look for any connection
to Afghanistan or Pakistan.

Faran Massoud. Kuwaiti.

Wanted there, in Egypt, Syria, Tanzania.

- What for?
- Murder, mayhem,

swearing death to all Americans.

CIA believe he's operating
in the tribal areas of

Northern Pakistan.

- Our kind of guy.
- Yeah, but he doesn't think it's him.

- What?
- Maybe he's wrong.

[INDISTINCT]

Alright. Keep working on it.

It's not logical. Come on. Think about it.

What the hell do you think is going on?

I wish I knew, Ray.

[MUSIC]

[MUSIC FADING, ECHOING]

[MUSIC]

Hey.

Here. Cheers.

- Hi.
- Hi.

[INSECTS CHIRPING]

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

Come here.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Okay.

You want a beer?

Sure.

[SIGHS]

Hmm.

Hey.

- [GASPS]
- [GUNSHOTS]

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