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Good afternoon, Senator and Mrs. Dupree.

Good afternoon.

Mmm, something smells delicious around here.

Keen nose.

The club is offering a special Creole menu this evening.

Gumbo, jambalaya, crawfish étouffée.

You want it, we have it.

Sounds lovely.

While the specials do sound wonderful,

Mrs. Dupree and I will be ordering

from the regular menu today.

Well, if you're sure.

Oh, we're very sure.

-As you wish. -But before you go,

would you mind bringing us two ginger ales?

I'm feeling a little...

parched.

Of course.

Vernon, you don't have to deprive yourself

just because my stomach can't handle Creole cuisine today.

I know how much you love your étouffée.

I love you more.

And there's no way I'm gonna shovel spicy food into my face

right in front of you

when chemo is wreaking havoc with your appetite.

I guess this is what they meant

when they said "in sickness and in health."

I'll take you any way I can get you.

Hey, we'll celebrate Mardi Gras next year.

In New Orleans.

Mm. So you think.

No.

We'll do it right in the Big Easy.

Yeah. It'll be our celebration for you beating cancer.

Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

Hey, I am calling into existence the reality that I want.

It's like my mother used to say,

"If you want it, claim it."

You know? And if we believe strongly enough,

maybe we can manifest our hearts' desires.

LESLIE: Anita.

Isn't this a happy coincidence?

I was just thinking about you.

You were saying?

Yeah.

We're putting as much manpower on this case as possible.

Yeah, I understand your concerns.

Look, Hamilton. H-Hamilton,

you calling me every hour on the hour

is not gonna make us catch the man

who assaulted your wife any faster.

I will keep you apprised of any developments, okay?

Goodbye. Damn.

I take it my father-in-law's giving you a hard time

about finding the man who mugged Hayley.

He acts like that's the only crime we have to investigate.

I wish that was the case.

But I understand.

I probably would react the same way

if something like that happened to your mother.

And I'd be right behind you, nailing that son of a bitch

to the wall.

Yeah.

Tell me you got some good news about your case, at least.

Are we any closer to bringing this plasma ring down?

As a matter of fact...

...we are.

♪ ♪

I heard about what happened with Hayley.

Yeah.

It was crazy.

I mean, one minute, I'm walking to my car

and, the next minute, Hayley's screaming.

Like... I knew I wouldn't be able

to pull the guy off of her, so I did, like, the best thing

I knew how-- I just...

I yelled to the top of my lungs

and I tried to draw as much attention to myself

as possible, you know?

Well, fortunately, it worked.

And I guess it might have just scared the mugger,

because he just ran off.

I guess the saying is true--

criminals are cowards.

It all sounds so unreal.

You probably saved Hayley's life.

I just did what anybody would have done.

Definitely not.

Most people wouldn't have done anything at all.

Hayley was damn lucky that you were there when she needed you.

Yeah.

BILL: Do you need me to come back to the hotel?

Bill, don't be ridiculous, okay?

Caroline just left.

Well, I should've had her stay with you

-until I wrapped things up here. -Babe,

that wasn't necessary.

You need her back at the office,

and I'm perfectly fine here at the hotel,

especially with a guard at the door.

-[knocking] -Ah.

Okay, baby, I have to go.

All right? I will see you when you get back.

Okay.

Yes.

Ma'am, you have a visitor.

Who is it?

Me.

If you're looking for your father, he isn't here.

I actually came to see you

-and check on how you're doing. -Oh.

-Paint me stunned. -[chuckles softly]

Ouch.

[sighs] I-I keep telling myself

-it's not as obvious as I think. -No, no.

It-it looks better.

If I hadn't just seen you after it happened,

I probably wouldn't have even noticed.

How are you feeling?

Almost back to normal.

Well, as normal as possible

being guarded 24/7 in this ivory tower.

Yeah, when you dream of being a princess as a child,

you never think about how lonely it can be.

Well, you can't blame my dad for being overprotective,

given the circumstance.

Attacked while walking to your car?

That could have happened to any one of us.

-[grunts] -[gasps]

You crazy bitch.

Well, that isn't a moment I'm keen on reliving.

Oh. No, of course not. I'm sorry.

Um...

Is there anything I can do for you?

Actually, Naomi, there is.

Tell me why you're really here.

I couldn't have just walked away

or stood there

and watched Hayley be assaulted.

I mean,

I'm the reason why she was there in the first place.

But why was that?

Hayley shouldn't have been meeting with you about your case

without my knowledge.

I'm your attorney, Lynette,

and you should have come to me with any questions or requests.

Hayley's just a paralegal.

"Just a paralegal"?

Well, I'm surprised that you're talking down

on her responsibilities and ability.

I mean, especially since she's your boss' wife, Tomas.

Don't get me wrong.

Hayley is great at her job.

But my job is to represent you

and attend to your legal needs.

If you needed something for your case,

you should've reached out to me.

So, this Ren--

he's a mid-level guy in the organization?

Yep. And I won his trust.

I'm this close to him making me one of the couriers.

And when he does-- and hopefully soon--

then I'll be the one making the drops

and we'll be that much closer to shutting down

this red market ring for good.

"This close"? "Once that happens"?

That's all you got?

Pops, my assignment was to infiltrate the plasma ring,

learn who's behind it,

and get evidence to bring 'em down.

I know what your assignment is.

I remember the way you pleaded for it.

I've only been on this case a short amount of time

and I'm already on the inside

and finding out a lot of the answers that we need.

Would it kill you to admit I'm doing a good job?

Leslie, my husband and I were hoping

to have a nice, quiet lunch.

Alone.

Oh, I won't take up too much of your time.

But I always believe in going straight to the top.

The top of what?

I need to schedule my lunch

with you and the other Articulettes.

So just go on and whip out that phone of yours, girl,

so we can pick a date right now.

-Excuse me? -Leslie,

surely we can discuss this at some other time.

But I can't wait to sit down with the three women

who knew my mama best.

I have so many questions to ask.

And we will be happy to answer them.

Some other time.

When? How soon can we Articulettes--

uh, Articulette-adjacents-- sit down

and break bread together?

Because, honey, my schedule is wide open.

-Leslie. -Anita.

I'm sorry if you weren't given the necessary information

at the time of the auction.

Someone from the WinterFest organizing committee

should have told you there are procedures you need to do

in order to claim an auction item.

I paid $10,000,

and the check cleared.

So what procedures do you need?

When it comes to items such as personal lunches,

there are proper channels you have to go through

to set a date that works for everyone involved.

But I'm here now.

We don't need any silly channels.

The point is,

you're not gonna be able to set the lunch date for some time.

-Why not? -Because Sharon and Tracy are on tour.

Oh. Okay.

Then when are my Articulette aunties coming back?

Okay, I am dying

to spill the tea

and also take a lot of photos

and just blast those suckers all over social media.

"Leslie Thomas and the Articulettes."

Not until the end of spring.

Or probably even longer.

The tour's going so well,

I wouldn't be the least bit surprised if it was extended.

Exactly.

So you should probably be looking at... the fall.

If then.

I see what's going on, you two.

And you're not gonna get away with it.

I beg your pardon?

Beg all you want.

I know how you and Sharon and Tracy disrespected my mother

all those years ago.

And I'm not about to allow a remake.

Christmas has been over, Anita Dupree,

so you can stop with these reindeer games.

This is not a game.

I won the lunch with the Articulettes fair and square,

and I will be damned

if I'm gonna let you weasel your way up out of it.

While I can understand why you'd question my sincerity,

I am not a monster, Hayley.

I can hate what you did to my family--

and to our friendship, for that matter--

and still feel for you being violently attacked.

You could have been killed.

Some people might think that...

that would be karmic retribution for all the things I've done.

Yeah, well, some people are idiots.

I'm pretty sure your mother is one of those people.

I bet Dani thinks my beating is no more than I deserve.

Well, I'm sorry that my reaction disappointed you.

I must've confused this station for someplace

where you get a cookie for basic competence

or doing the bare minimum of decent police work.

-I'm not asking for that. -Well, then stop acting like it.

I give credit when it's due.

This isn't like the Cub Scouts,

when you got all in your feelings

'cause they didn't give you your merit badge

as fast as you thought you were entitled to it.

Look, I'm not asking to be praised

or commended or any of that.

Then what do you want?

I want some damn respect.

I guess it must have slipped your mind that not only am I

your father, boy,

I am your superior officer.

-No, sir. -Good.

That's more like it.

Jacob, I get that you're eager

and you want to make your mark

and you see this case as your big opportunity.

Of course I want to be the best detective out here.

But this wasn't some career move.

I didn't take this undercover gig

-just so I can climb the ladder. -Good.

Because this is bigger than that.

These people that you're messing with, son,

that you're dealing with,

they don't mess around.

Lives are on the line.

I get that.

And they're attacking the weakest among us,

getting 'em to sell their plasma for dirt cheap

just so they can move it on the global red market.

But don't let that take your eye off the big picture.

I'm not, Pops, okay?

I hear that clock ticking.

Every day that goes by, there's another chance

of some unvetted plasma getting into the city's blood supply.

Even people here in our own neighborhood

could die as a result.

Yeah.

You take these scumbags down.

But you have to be smart about it

so you come home safe.

A cop's life is constantly in danger.

It's the nature of the job.

Who are you telling?

I knew the nature of the job

back when you were stinking up your diaper.

Now, of course,

our lives are at risk every time we put the shield on, son.

But this undercover work-- it's a specific kind of danger.

This red market ring that you infiltrated--

if you do your job right

and you-you gain their trust,

they'll be coming to look at you as one of their own.

-Good. -Then you'd be like family to them.

And if they learn that one of their own members

of their family betrayed them

before we manage to bring them in...

...then God help you, son.

Are you seriously standing there

complaining about somebody trying to weasel their way out

of something when you consistently try to weasel

your way into my family's lives?

-I'm demanding my rights. -The right

to tick me off? Because you're doing that so very well.

VERNON: Leslie, will you please

go through the proper channels,

as Anita suggested?

Huh? We don't need all of this.

Besides, you're upsetting my wife.

She's upset?

What about me?

I paid good money for this lunch,

and I am not about to wait around a whole year

just to cash in on it.

What do you think you're doing?

Having lunch.

With the Articulettes.

Well, at least one of 'em.

[chuckles]

We've been working on a motion to dismiss

and are just about ready to file it,

once we nail down a few points.

So when will my case be dismissed?

That will depend on the judge's calendar

and the ruling, of course.

There is one way that we could resolve this issue

relatively quickly.

-Wonderful. -Mm.

One of the advantages of working with our firm is,

in addition to our legal expertise,

we have good working relationships

with the assistant U.S. attorneys

and the U.S.A. himself.

There's actually a pretty good offer on the table

for you to plead to a much lesser charge

with no jail time whatsoever, just probation.

No.

I'm innocent.

I understand that, Lynette.

But I wouldn't be doing my job

if I didn't convey this offer to you.

And as I said, it's a good one.

I think I can make it even better.

Better than being found innocent?

Well, uh...

You are not hearing me.

I don't want to plead to anything.

I want my charges completely dropped.

And we're working towards that.

Then work faster.

Or should I get your boss involved

to see some real results?

My mother may despise you--

and for good reason--

but she doesn't wish you dead.

And I really hope you don't say things like that around my dad.

I suppose you're right,

Dani did try to come to my rescue back when I lost my baby.

Just another example

of karmic payback, I suppose.

Okay, Hayley, you have got to stop with that.

God and/or the universe didn't make you miscarry your baby

because of what you did to my parents' marriage

any more than you being the victim of a violent attack

was the result of some cosmic forces.

Okay? That is just your guilt talking.

And while I suppose it's a good thing

you're still capable of feeling it,

this one time,

you have nothing to feel guilty about.

It's not like you somehow made yourself get mugged.

Thank you, Naomi.

I don't deserve your kindness.

And when I had your friendship,

I-I didn't value it the way I should've.

Well, you'll get no argument from me there.

But you're-you're still in my life,

although in another way.

You are still comforting me.

Even as my stepdaughter.

Do you think that...

we could ever be close again?

[door closes]

There's no need to involve Bill.

I am more than capable of representing you.

I've got your case completely under control.

See, that's the thing, Tomas--

I'm not so sure about that.

I think our problem here is communication.

You're right.

That is the problem.

You have a problem with hearing and comprehending my needs.

And now that I've heard them,

my marching orders are clear.

Glad we're on the same page.

But I need you to understand where I'm coming from as well.

I am your point person at the firm.

And when you need something, you need to come to me,

not Hayley or Bill, even, for that matter.

For example, not only did I prepare the documents

Hayley delivered,

our office would have delivered them to you by messenger.

-And Hayley never would have been in danger. -[phone buzzing]

Excuse me.

I have to take this.

Hey. I'm in the middle of something.

Then get out of it and get your ass

down to Uptown ASAP.

I'll let you take your call.

I just wanted to say that, in the future,

there will be no need for you to reach out to Hayley

and ask her to bring you anything.

I never gave Hayley those papers.

She was the one who brought them to me in the first place.

What?

Lynette, did you hear me?

Yeah, girl, I heard you.

We got a situation.

I'll be right there.

[chuckles] Okay. Talk to you soon.

We good?

Yeah.

'Kay.

What did I just walk in on?

Nothing.

Don't say that.

Bill, I just told Naomi that I think what happened to me

was a result of my karma

for all the hurtful things that I've done, and...

she talked me down from my guilt.

Wow. Well, that was very kind of you, sweetheart.

Thank you for easing my wife's concerns.

Unjustified as they might be.

It's not a problem.

I'm just happy to know that Hayley's physically okay.

Thank goodness for that. But she won't really feel safe again

until her attacker's behind bars.

Oh, well, that's not likely to happen.

And we'll just have to accept it.

-Good luck with that. -Yeah. Right.

You know your dad well. When it comes to protecting my family,

acceptance is never an option.

Have you been harassing the chief of police?

Yeah. Hourly.

And there still hasn't been any forward movement at all?

They haven't even identified Hayley's attacker?

No. Nothing. Not yet.

And I can barely get anything out of Elon

about how the investigation is going.

Did Jacob mention anything to you about it?

Uh, no.

But he hasn't been home much,

so we haven't had a chance to discuss it.

Uh...

I don't like the sound of that.

Are you two having problems again?

Oh, Naomi. And-and you just let me go on and on

-about my feelings? -Okay, everything

between Jacob and me is fine.

You don't have to worry about it, Dad.

He's just been really busy at work.

Mm, no. Apparently not busy enough,

since Hayley's attacker is still on the loose.

Well, if I hear anything, I promise I will let you know.

And I meant it when I offered you help, Hayley.

If there's anything...

Yeah, just you being here for me is enough.

Glad I could help.

Feel better.

Thanks, Naomi.

For... everything.

No problem.

-Bye, Dad. -Bye, baby.

Pops, I'll be fine.

I passed the specialized training course

the department offers to prepare us to go undercover.

Okay, so you passed some test.

It's not the same as real preparation.

It gave us practical knowledge.

Like how I had to maneuver to make sure I wasn't being tailed

coming into the station this morning.

From the rear.

Okay? The instructor

gave us practical exercises on surveillance

and countersurveillance and informant management

and the psychosocial aspects of going under.

Pops, I aced 'em all.

I'm trained and prepared.

Thinking you're prepared isn't the same as being good to go.

Hell, you got doctors that ace med school

and then turn around and lose their lunch in the ER the second

-they see real blood. -Well, thanks for the vote of confidence.

-See, this back-and-forth that you doing-- -You don't even have

to go there.

If I didn't think that you could handle this,

your behind would be back behind that desk

and not out in the streets trying to infiltrate

these bloodsuckers.

Son, of course I want you to excel

in your assignment the same way you did in that class.

But I need you to understand that there's a big difference

between doing well in a course

and successfully bringing down a criminal enterprise

from the inside.

And I need you to treat that distinction

with the respect that it deserves.

I will, okay?

I'll do a good job.

I just need you to trust me.

I just hope that I can trust you

to have the good sense to take care of yourself, too, son.

-Of course. -Good.

Because I don't know what I would do

if something happens to you.

Not that I would have a whole lot of time to think about it,

because your mother would kill me.

Me and the Articulettes go way back.

I mean, I was a itty-bitty when... [chuckles]

I could barely clap in time to the music.

-Is that so? -Yeah.

Yeah.

You know, you're...

Well, I mean, my mother's group

really played a big role in my life.

Maybe that should have been a sign

that we were all connected.

I mean, it's like our bond is...

just unbreakable.

Isn't that right, Anita?

[chuckles]

Oh. [clears throat]

How's it go?

Better together...

Come on, Anita. Don't leave me hanging.

You know the words.

No. I'm not doing it.

No fun.

I know.

And isn't that a shame?

Maybe you don't want that lunch after all.

Nice try.

Now, this might be a little bit TMI...

You know, frankly, Leslie, everything that comes out

of your mouth is too much.

Oh. Anita.

Now, if I was a little bit more sensitive,

that might've hurt my feelings.

But I forgive you.

This time.

Okay.

So, this is gonna knock your socks off.

[chuckles]

I lost my virginity

to the Articulettes, baby.

[chuckles] Mmm. Mmm.

What you need, Vern?

I need them to cancel the rest of our order.

Oh, Vernon,

I know you didn't just lose your appetite over a little sex talk.

You are a man of the world.

And as I was saying, Anita...

...there you were,

you and Sharon and Tracy

all up in my room singing...

♪ Let's get closer, oh.♪

And there I was with my man. [chuckles]

My boyfriend.

And I let him get just as close...

[inhales sharply] as he wanted to get. Mmm.

-Mmm. -Why in the world

would I need to know that?

I just want to emphasize

how much it, uh, means to me,

since I paid a fortune for that lunch.

Senator Dupree, what can I do for you?

-Could you please-- -Oh, listen,

I need a refill, baby cakes, all right?

Now, listen, not too much ice this time with your cute self.

-Mm-mmm. -Yes, ma'am. In the meantime, can I offer you guys

some hot crab dip or boudin balls?

Yes and yes.

Anita, Vernon, my treat.

-I got you. -ANITA: No.

I like my crab dip cold.

Oh, no, girl, you don't know what you're missing.

I mean, listen, it's always better hotter and spicier.

Okay? 'Cause, see, that's when you know it's good.

'Cause it just goes down.

It just burns all through your esophagus.

Uh, I'll take our check.

And, uh, cancel the rest of our order.

What?

Hold up. You're leaving, Vern?

-Yeah. -Of course, Senator.

I have a previously scheduled appointment.

That you just remembered?

Banneker is hoping to convince my wife

to perform a jazz set at their summer concert series.

ANITA: That's right. Is that today?

I completely forgot.

Leslie, we have to go.

But do stay

and enjoy the rest of lunch.

-Vernon. -LESLIE: Mm-hmm.

Mm.

Oh. Oh! [gasps]

Oh, Anita.

-Here's some water, sweetheart. -Thank you.

You're probably a little dehydrated.

Should we call a doctor?

Anita, you don't look so good.

I'm fine.

Just got a little lightheaded.

No wonder, the way that Vernon rushed you up off your feet

and didn't even give you a chance to eat anything.

Let the Banneker shirts wait.

I am gonna call for some of that hot crab dip for you

and have it at the table, okay?

It'll help get your blood sugar up.

N-No. No. No, thank you.

No, I insist.

I mean, you are probably collapsing from hunger.

Sweetheart, do you feel like you can stand?

Let the woman eat something.

Damn, Vern.

The name is Vernon.

"Senator Dupree" would be even better.

[scoffs]

Okay, sheesh.

Such formality for an old friend of the family.

Not my family.

Leslie,

WinterFest will refund you the money from the auction,

because this lunch is definitely over.

No, no. But that was for charity.

Um, rest assured--

the charity will be protected.

-We will make up the difference. -No, no,

let's not be hasty, all right?

You guys keep the money.

I have plenty.

And let's do that little procedure thingy

and reschedule when all the Articulettes are available.

I mean those proper channels you were talking about.

Yeah.

It is the fall, you said.

Or the turn of the next century.

Vernon, let's go.

Why am I here?

Bill wants the guy who attacked his wife found

and put behind bars.

Well, I'm not a guy.

And I don't intend on being caught.

So he's flat out of luck.

You got me here like this is some type of emergency, Randy.

Oh, because it is.

Joey Armstrong wants Bill to owe him a favor,

and now he is on my ass to find the mugger.

And if I don't deliver,

let's just say Joey will be a little less than enthused.

Well, that sounds like a you problem,

not a us problem.

Mm.

-How was your shower? -Refreshing.

You were right. It's what I needed.

Mm. Good.

That's good.

What's wrong?

Are you still stressing about my attack?

Well, yeah, of course I am. But...

You know, I was just thinking about what Naomi said earlier.

About her and Jacob?

Yeah. Yeah. You picked up on that, too?

Yeah, but we might be making something out of nothing.

I don't know.

I mean, I know she and Jacob have been really busy, but...

Naomi sounded like whatever's going on is something new.

I wonder what Jacob could be doing

that's taking him away from his wife so much.

Hmm.

Smitty.

I took the loyalty test.

Yeah, I don't know if I passed yet.

I just have to wait and see.

You've seen how these guys operate.

It can go either way.

Yeah. The next time I see Ren,

either I'm getting my first assignment

or a bullet between the eyes.

[footsteps approaching]

I got to go.

More later.

Jacob.

You scared the life out of me.

I'm sorry.

You look different.

Yeah. It, uh...

it kind of goes with the assignment.

Well, are you okay?

Why are you sitting here in the dark?

I didn't want to risk anyone knowing I was here.

You're getting deeper into that investigation, aren't you?

I figured as much, since I haven't seen you for days.

I am.

And you might not hear from me for a while.

Okay.

Define "a while."

A week?

Longer?

I can't say.

You can't or you won't?

A little bit of both,

And there's more.

Tell me.

I'm moving out.

It's my fault that you're feeling so bad.

I should have taken command of the situation sooner

and demanded that Leslie leave.

Please. Don't blame yourself for a thing.

Leslie will always be Leslie.

And as far as me not feeling well,

well, we can't even blame her for that.

-Mm. -You know?

Unfortunately, in my condition...

...I have my good moments and I have my bad moments.

And you helped me have a good moment today

by not treating me like I'm too frail to handle Leslie Thomas.

Even after I almost fell over.

But you were right there to catch me.

Any excuse

-to have you in my arms. -Oh.

Leslie was lucky

that you weren't feeling 100%.

Or I would have snatched her behind up out of that chair,

like we did in Chicago back in the day.

That would have been a sight to see.

Well, I think I would need to save that pleasure

-for when Anastasia is present. -Mm.

Wouldn't want to rob her of the opportunity

to spread a tasty bit of Dupree gossip

throughout Barrington County.

Extra, extra, read all about it.

Anita Dupree snatches Leslie Thomas up out

of Fairmont Crest Country Club by her silk press.

[both laughing]

Oh. Thank you for that.

I almost forgot about being sick.

Mm. Well, let's build on that theme.

Why don't we go home

and watch one of those old screwball comedies

you like so much?

I would love that.

Mmm.

My Man Godfrey?

Yes!

My man Vernon.

Mm-hmm.

You look very content.

Mmm. I am.

Yeah? Well, it seems that Naomi's visit

did you a world of good.

Not to say I told you so.

-But you will. -[chuckles] Well,

I did tell you that she'd come around eventually.

Okay. I'm sorry.

But, you know,

I am really glad Naomi came to see me.

-Yeah. -Even more that

she appeared to be concerned

about what happened to me.

Yeah, of course she is.

I don't know.

Don't read too much into it.

I doubt you and I will be going on any double dates

with her and Jacob again anytime soon.

I don't know who you think you talking to,

but you might want to take some of that bass out your voice.

I ain't one of your little marks.

Then stop acting like it.

Go handle your business

and stop whining to me about it

like a little bitch.

You want me to handle my business?

-Mm-hmm. -Bet.

Then this is how we gonna play this.

If I go down,

you and Hayley are going right along with me.

Now...

go run tell that.

You're moving out?

I'm getting a second place.

Just until this case is closed.

Is that really necessary?

What does your father think about this?

It's standard protocol anytime you go

as deep undercover as I am.

And, besides, he reminded me today that I'm not the only one

taking a risk in this investigation.

I can't chance that somebody that I'm working with

will follow me back here.

Jacob, you know how to ditch a tail.

And I will be fine.

And if ever I'm not, I'm sure my father

or the department would be willing to post a guard.

I wouldn't be able to live with myself

if I brought danger to our doorstep, Naomi.

If something were to happen to you,

my life wouldn't be worth living.

Okay, fine.

Well, what's the address of this new place?

No.

I'm not gonna visit you, Jacob.

I just want to know where you are.

You can't. And that's final.

Well, what if I need to get in touch with you?

What if there's an emergency?

-A burner? -Yes.

I have my own.

And I put my number in there in case you need it.

But only in the case of an emergency should you call me.

And when you do, use this burner to call mine.

Never use your real phone.

Yeah.

I understand.

Only in the case of an emergency, all right?

We have to keep this super close to the vest.

You never know who could be watching or listening.

Oh, God, I hate this.

I hate not knowing where you are.

I hate not knowing what could be happening to you.

I hate all the secrecy, too.

And I can't wait until I can explain everything to you.

I get it.

And I know that this is your job

and that danger comes with the territory, but...

...this feels different.

Because it is.

The stakes are much higher.

The people I'm working to take down are playing for keeps.

But so am I.

Okay, just promise me,

promise me you will be careful.

-Okay? -Believe me.

The plan is to come back home to you safely, all right?

All right, I got to go.

Wait, wait, wait. All ready?

It's been so long

since we've had a chance to be in the same room.

Well, then we should make the most of it, then.

What's wrong?

Nothing. It's just...

Like you said, this...

this feels different.

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