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Previously on Cleaners...

My name is Julio.
You still haven’t told me

what had such a sweet lamb
so spooked.

A big, bad wolf.

Sayonara, bitch.

Will this work
as a down payment?

Protection and shelter

till I can get off of
this godforsaken island?

I am not Sally.

I don’t know who she is, I don’t
know what she was to you,

but that’s not me.

We find Mother,
we eventually find

the hired gun, who we can
only assume has Roxie.

"Eventually" won’t cut it.

In less than 14 hours,
her heart stops.

Unless she has this.

I’m doing you
a favor, Barnes.

One call from me,

and your career
would be in the shitter.

Hello, Mother.

Shit.

Aw, it’s okay.

You had to take the shot.
It was either him or me.

No, it’s not that.

I’m just disappointed
in myself.

Oh, that it took so long
to find an open shot?

No. I could’ve sworn I hit him
right between the eyes.

Are you serious?

You should be more concerned
about who he worked for.

I mean, we’re talking
about the CIA.

They don’t just let
their division heads go missing.

Once they find out about this,
they’ll be all over us

like a donkey on a waffle.

But you said it yourself,

they didn’t even know
he was down here.

How will they know
where to start?

That’s the thing
about spooks,

they’re always watching.

Drones.

They’re gonna come
after us, trust me.

Did you know this lake
is full of crabs?

They put pigs to shame

when it comes
to efficient body disposal.

Well, I did not know that.

S02E10 - "Trippin' balls"

Would you believe me
if I told you

it was actually good
to see you?

Well, given that you tried

to have us killed
less than a week ago,

that’d be a stretch.
Come on, move.

Veronica--
Don’t.

I do not need to hear
your justifications.

You are a killer
business woman

whose business
is killing.

The fact that you turned
your focus back onto us

doesn’t exactly surprise me.

Now, that is a very mature

and enlightened way
to look at things.

It doesn’t mean
I’m going all Gandhi on you.

Now move.

Move!
Mm-kay.

I’m going,
I’m going, I’m going.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah. Uh-huh.

Right there.

Oh. Oh, God.

Oh, my God.

I just can’t help
feeling bad.

It just doesn’t
seem fair.

All these boys spending
all their time on little old me.

You’re paying them
very well.

I’m sure
they’re doing just fine.

Still, I want them to know
I appreciate it, you know?

Maybe we should throw
a little party or something.

You mean like a dinner party?
What are you, a hundred?

No, an "end of the world,
let’s get out of our minds,

dance on the tables"
kind of party.

You’re sure?
Yeah, I’m sure.

You aren’t afraid of the big
bad wolf sniffing around?

Frankly,
I’ve never felt safer.

And while I know
I should be laying low,

I just want to get
really high.

Well, I have many tables
just dying to be danced on.

Great.
And don’t skimp

on the party favors,
if you know what I’m saying.

I own hospitals,
remember.

And inside hospitals
there are...?

Lots of pills?

Of many shapes and sizes.

Ooh, I want one
of those little blue ones,

and maybe some Adderall,
and some Xannies,

and I don’t know,
just surprise me.

A little higher.

No, not you, Chico. Him.

Mm-hm.

Down.

Ohh, I could get used to this.

Oh, yeah.

Oh. Ohh...

Gently does it, girl.

Just take your time.

Do you have the number
of the bus that ran me over?

I feel like death warmed up.

I’m not surprised.
You lost a lot of blood.

I tried to stop the bleeding,
but it took awhile.

I’ve never seen
anything like it.

Yeah, that’s because
I’m sick, Carlos.

I need to go
to a hospital.

Ha, ha, ha. Come on,
I beat you fair and square.

You’re not gonna play
the sick card now, are you?

No, you don’t understand.
This isn’t a game.

Five days ago,
I was injected

with a nanobot device,
and one of the side effects

is that it thins my blood,

and if I don’t get help
by tonight,

I’m going to die.

A nanobot?

Very James Bond, Sally.

I’m not kidding!
This is real!

We just need to be
more careful

when we play around,
that’s all.

No, this has nothing
to do with you.

I need to go to a hospital,
or my heart will implode.

You wanna talk
about hearts imploding?

When I landed on the hood
of your car,

and I knew
you were still alive...

mine definitely stopped
for a beat or two.

Stop messing around!

What is this?

It’s for
your own safety.

Look at the way
you’re behaving.

I can’t have you
hurting yourself anymore

or putting yourself
in a situation

where I might
accidentally hurt you.

Carlos, don’t do this.

Please, sweetheart.

There’s a storm coming,

and that stew
isn’t gonna last.

Scheduled to be
a big one, you know.

I’ll go get us
some supplies.

I’ll be back in no time,
all right?

No, no. No, no, Carlos,
you can’t leave, okay?

I have to go
to a hospital!

I don’t know what’s
gotten into you, Sally.

I don’t know why you’re
behaving so strangely,

but, please, try not
to hurt yourself

while I’m gone, okay?

Carlos!

I couldn’t live with myself

if anything happened
to you again.

Carlos! Carlos, come back!

Carlos!

Wow, you don’t mess around.

Welcome, party people.

I heard there was a fiesta,
and I brought Queso.

This is Queso!

Welcome. Please,
take your jacket off.

Take it all off.
Oh, what do we care!

Eileen, I’d like you to meet

one of my employees,
Dr. Martin Ruiz.

He runs one of my more
experimental facilities.

The pleasure’s all mine.

It will be if you brought me
what I was promised.

I like her already.
I told you you would.

These are four of the most
state of the art

psychotropic pharmaceuticals
on the market.

Just one of the--

Whoo! Let’s party!

Whoo-hoo!

That can’t be good.

Whoa!

Hands. Hold up your hands.

Really, Veronica?
Must we do this

after everything
I’ve been through?

Can’t I just give you my word?

Your word means less to me

than the air expelled delivering it.

Please, I’m begging you.

Thank you, Veronica.

You screwed me, Mother.

You screwed us-- hard.

And for that, I’ll find it
even harder to forgive you.

And if I were to tell you
it was just business?

Last week,
I might’ve understood,

but not now.

Now everything
is personal.

And lucky for you,
you have the one thing

of value to me personally,

and for that one thing,

I’m willing
to cut you loose,

no strings attached.

Put the past behind us.

His name’s Carlos.

Oh, come on. Veronica,
it’s my business to know

what people want
and how to get it to them.

Plus, I noticed
you’re absent a 5’3"

foul-mouthed
blonde sidekick.

I kind of put
the pieces together.

Okay, so who is he?

Carlos is ex-Kailbil,

the special-ops forces
of the Guatemalan military,

experts in jungle warfare

and counter-insurgency
operations.

He was discharged for killing
three other operatives

in his unit because they trash-talked

his girlfriend of the time.

After that,
he went freelance.

I used him for multiple contracts,

until he met Sally,

another specialist
he was stationed with

on a job in Bolivia.

They fell in love,

got married, got out of the game,

and moved to this island.

In fact, he was more
than just in love,

he was completely obsessed.

When Sally was killed

by a drunk driving cop,

Carlos did not
take the loss very well.

In fact,
he totally flipped out,

and eventually
ended up in an institution

for the criminally insane,

where I paid top dollar
for his release.

And this is the guy
you thought would bring us down?

Well, I was warned
about his delusions,

him seeing his dead wife

in inanimate objects
and the such,

but his skill far outweighed the risk

that he would completely snap again.

It seems I should’ve
heeded those warnings

a little bit more carefully.

His wife,
what was she like?

Ah, now, that’s the Veronica
I know and love.

As it turns out,
she’s 5’3", foul-mouthed...

And blonde.
Mmm, now we’re cookin’

with hot sauce.
Okay, so where is he?

Now, that’s the problem.

I have no idea.
He lives off the grid.

But...

I did give him a phone.

Hurricane Anita has already

carved a swathe throughout
the southern Caribbean,

and lucky for our neck
of the woods, it looks like

it’ll slide past us
without making landfall.

I guess I’m still
on the island.

But just to be safe,

it may be good
to stay off the roads

and snuggle up with that someone special.

To get you in the mood,

here’s Giant Steps--

Shh.

I can see you.

I see you.

Where did you come from?

Amazing.

Hello.

Hi. Hi.

No soy Eileen.

Hey, I’m a Eileen.

What the hell is she staring at?

She’s trippin’ balls.

I don’t even know how
she managed to ruin my ceiling.

Are you sure she’s going to be okay?

She’s clearly very drug tolerant.

Yeah, well, she’s paying a lot
of money for my hospitality,

and I’m sure she has a lot more
where that came from,

some of which
I may share with you.

Just as long
as you keep her alive.

Sweet, green,

delicious,

and ripe
for the plucking.

Mmm, I just adore grapes.

Would you like one?

I’d prefer we didn’t talk.

Oh, come on, now,
a little chin wag

between us girls
could hardly be dangerous.

I’m not anybody’s
anything anymore.

Well,
that sounds gloomy.

Your psychopath for hire

killed the only family I had,

and I won’t rest
until I get vengeance

on everyone involved.

Including you.

Me?

I was just
the middle man.

Eileen hired me
to hire a man

for a very specific job.

I couldn’t help it
he went off the job description.

I had no idea.

I’m terribly sorry
about your family.

I know how that feels.

I was hell bent
on revenge myself recently.

The girls ruined me,

and I wanted them to pay.

But as a very wise

and pretty handsome man
once said to me,

"Revenge is like
fast food.

"As gratifying
as it initially seems,

it never
brings you relief."

And I guarantee you,

despite
her current situation,

Roxie’s thinking about
how to get out,

not about revenge.

Come on, Rox,
what would Veronica do?

So even though you tried
to have her killed,

it sounds like you still respect her.

I respect that she’s a fighter.

When I first met her,

she was kicking the bejesus
out of three street thugs

because they said something mean
to a little old lady.

I fell in love with her
on the spot.

I decided to take
her natural skills

and give her a job.

And I’ll tell you this:

Out of the three of you,

it’s good that
she’s the one with Carlos,

’cause if anything else,

that kid’s a survivor.

I’ll have one
of those grapes now.

You can have
the whole bowl.

You know she’s gonna be
all right, don’t you?

No, Frank,
I don’t know that.

She’s strong, she’s smart.
Just try to stay--

What, positive?

Did you hear
the resume on this guy?

Special ops
meets special needs.

He thinks she’s
his dead wife, for god sakes.

Well, maybe
that’s a good thing.

He’s not likely to hurt
his own dead wife, is he?

I just don’t know
what to say to him.

I mean, this is
our only shot.

And there’s no way
of tracing it if it goes wrong.

Maybe you shouldn’t be the one
who does the talking.

I don’t think
this is a good idea.

Just tell him the contract
has been terminated

and to let her go,
simple as that.

I wish it were.

All right,

you’ve got the gun.

Goddamn it.

Goodbye, Mother.

What?

What is it?

His phone just went dead.

Piece of shit!

Answer the goddamn phone!

I have a very sinking feeling

that he just officially retired.

You better hope not.
Come on, answer!

Hi, my name’s Sally.

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