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My father was an innocent man,

destroyed by powerful people.

The Graysons are behind this.
They're gonna pay.

I've dedicated my life
to avenging his death.

Eventually,
someone's gonna find you out.

And I won't stop
until they've all paid the price.

Let me choose the Voulez
office location and I'll take the job.

You're exactly what
I'm looking for in a publisher.

The deed to Nolan's house...
With Emily's name on it.

She has your fortune.

- Who's next?
- Paul Whitley.

My father saw him holding
closed-door meetings

with everyone who
eventually betrayed him.

Now he works for
an even higher power.

Daniel and Emily have asked me
to preside over their wedding.

You knew about the bomb
that killed Declan!

It's time for me to face
punishment for my sins.

I think Father Paul can
convice Conrad to confess...

To everything.

Some believe confession
helps a guilty soul find peace...

Releasing us from the shame
and regret of our mistakes.

In the face of mortality...

Many feel the need to seek
this closure to make things right.

Because if death doesn't kill us...

Our demons will.

Charlotte...

This is for my father.

Pastries?

You seem to be having
a bad dream.

Yeah... an ongoing one
from which I have yet to wake.

- You were crying out for Charlotte.
- Was I?

Well, my medications tend
to give me nightmares,

that is when I'm actually
able to sleep.

Sounds like the side effects
of a guilty conscience.

Daniel sends his love.
He's been meaning to stop by.

Yes, well, I understand
why my children don't visit.

It doesn't make it any easier.

On top of which my odious wife
has chosen to move in

one child of hers
I could care less about.

Isn't there anyone that
you can reach out to...

To help you through this?

All the relations
I've spent my life cultivating

aren't the type to...
call on a fallen mogul

or a failed governor,
let alone a dying friend.

My father always said

that you can only truly
count on family

in times of tragedy.

I'm sure you'll find a way
to make amends with yours

in these final months together.

Months?

I was hoping for years.

Of course.

We all are, Conrad.

Well, I look forward
to the time when we can

stop meeting on yachts
and bridges--

Romantic as it seems.

I found an account
in the Caymans

debited in the same amount
as Nolan's house.

I just need to confirm
the owner.

All being well,
we should restore your fortune

- by the week's end.
- If Emily is a grifter,

as I've long suspected,
she's a very clever one.

And I find it hard to believe
that she would be so indelicate

- as to leave a paper trail.
- Yes, it is suspicious,

which is why the sooner
I'm out of the shadows

and back in her orbit,
the better I can... rattle her.

And what makes you think that she
would blink twice at seeing you again?

I mentioned that
she betrayed me.

I didn't tell you how.

She was, um...

Seeing me behind Daniel's back,

even after they were engaged.

I was a fool to think
that she'd

walk away from all this--
From the Hamptons.

Well, if she's after our money,

then why this charade?

Unless, of course,
she loves Daniel.

Well, perhaps that's something
you should be investigating.

Talk to Daniel.

Do not let him know
you're on to Emily.

You can't trust
where his allegiances lie.

Gio, I'm not asking you
to build Sea World.

Just some enclosure
on the beach with,

I don't know,
five or six dolphins

for people to swim with.

- I see you're sparing no expense.
- No.

Not that I would expect
anything less

for your housewarming.
Did you invite all of New York?

No, I capped the guest list
at a hundred to ensure that

it was the most exclusive event
of the season.

And somebody's gotta fill
Victoria's Loubies

now that, uh, she's broke

and saddled with
a dying husband.

That's probably why she moved
Patrick into the manor.

She's hoping to drive Conrad
to an earlier grave.

Mr. Osbourne can't be
long for this world

after slamming the door
in the face of Emily Thorne.

Conrad is my sole focus
right now.

All you need is Father Paul
to elicit a confession from Conrad.

Hmm, it's a pity he's on
forced sabbatical in Maine

due to the takedown
I told you not to do.

I am well aware
that I punished the wrong man.

I made things more difficult
for myself.

But if I can get Conrad
to confess...

Then you get what
you've been after all along--

Clear your father's name.

I just never imagined Conrad
would be the one to do it.

We're not putting Nolan
on the cover.

Think about it--
His fall from tech fame,

his time in prison,

and now his triumphant return
to Hamptons society--

- He was accused of terrorism.
- Falsely accused.

Even still,
we shouldn't associate ourselves

with that whole debacle.

Look what it did
to my last company.

Or look what your last company
did to Nolan Ross.

He's yet to grant anyone
an interview.

What if there is
a bigger story to come out

about why he was accused?

Let's just see what else
is out there, okay?

Apologies if you misinterpreted
my attempt to seduce you

as a sign of weakness,
but I am editor-in-chief.

I put who I wish on the cover.

Now I'd appreciate
if you would get me on the list

for Nolan's party tomorrow,
so I may see him in his element.

- I wasn't invited.
- No, but Emily was.

Maybe I should ask her?

Okay, look,
I'll run the idea by Nolan,

but I don't think
he'll be interested.

Can we leave it at that?

I spent the last six days

in prayer asking God
why this has happened.

I know everyone thinks I'm guilty,
but I was framed.

These questions you're asking--
Do they matter?

Was it not God's will?

To move forward,
you must look inward.

Thank you, Brother.

Forgive me, Father,
for I have sinned.

Trust me, I'm well aware.

And I'm willing
to give you my forgiveness--

something I've never
given anyone.

But you're gonna have
to earn it.

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If you are the
righteous man I suspect you to be,

if you're true to your vows,

then you're required to keep my confidence,
is that not true?

- I'm bound by the sacrament.
- Good.

Because I know who you are,
Father.

I know you were involved
in the David Clarke scandal

all those years ago.

You're the one that framed me.

I wanted to make you suffer...

The same way
that David Clarke did.

But I realized too late...

I was wrong to punish you.

Who are you?

Emily Thorne.

Amanda Clarke was my friend.

She knew what Conrad did
to her father--

One of his many sins.

I want you to persuade him to confess...
to the world.

If you do,
I will clear your name

so you can go back
to helping the innocent.

But if you don't,
I will expose you

for the sin you should have
paid for in the first place.

Pack your bags.
I'll be in touch.

And then what?

The things
that you live to regret.

Oh, it's such a shame
we had to sell

our European homes

before you ever got a chance
to see them.

A silver lining,

being that my art collections's come home.

These are the Chagall sketches,
right?

Oh! Don't--
Let's wait to view them together

- after I come back from Daniel's.
- Okay.

You fool.

You do remember that the doctors
revoked your license.

A Testarossa represents
my "salad days."

Do you know what that means,
Patrick?

I trust they had Shakespeare
in Cleveland?

- He play for the Indians?
- "My salad days--"

"When I was green in judgment
and cold in blood,"

something with which
I'm sure you are familiar.

So now I'll feel free
to settle along

with the rest of my happiness.

Not that my happiness has ever
been worth anything to you.

You do not have to snap.
I was just worried about you.

Oh, like hell you were.

I'm betting you didn't even
know I was out of bed.

So stop putting on airs
for your unctuous son.

So this is the Stowaway--
My temporary home.

You live at a bar?

I thought I was desperate
to escape my family.

Well, Jack and Carl are my family,
actually.

Et puisque ma famille
c'est ta famille...

I can see your time in France
didn't much improve your accent.

Hey, Jack, come meet Margaux.

She just moved her magazine
down the road.

- Hi.
- Hi.

If you play your cards right,
it could mean big business.

Mm, if we ever get off the ground.

Um, I don't mean to be a snoop,

but are you going
to that party?

- Nolan is one of his best friends.
- Really?

Well, if you are looking
for a plus one...

I wasn't planning on going,
actually.

Jack! You have to.

When is the last time
you got out?

And Margaux's new in town.
She needs to meet new people.

You'd be doing her a favor.

A rather huge one, actually.

I'm not really looking
to date right now.

Who said anything about dating?

You can pick me up at 6:00.

Oh, there he is--
My hardworking boy.

You know, work's what people do

when they don't have money.
You should try it.

Why are you here late
and not with your fiancée?

She just called to say
she was sleeping in the city.

- Ah. What is she up to?
- I didn't ask.

Well, perhaps you should.

An engagement is time
to ask questions.

You don't want to find
yourself marrying a stranger.

Emily's hardly a stranger.

Oh, I'm not so sure.

Did you know that she bought
Nolan Ross' new home?

And who told you that?

A friend of mine
in real estate.

So clearly you don't know Emily

quite as well
as you think you do.

Otherwise,
she wouldn't be harboring

the $10 million secret.

Well, if it's true, I'm sure
she has a perfectly good reason.

She's not intentionally
keeping things from me.

Really?

Not even her past
with Aiden Mathis?

What about him?

Sweetheart, were you aware
that even after you asked

for her hand in marriage,
she was sleeping with him?

Who told you that,
your real estate agent?

Why the hell are you
bringing Aiden up now?

I'm trying to figure out
who you're marrying

because, apparently,
you have no intention to.

You know,
the last couple of weeks,

you couldn't have given
a damn about

my relationship with Emily.
So why the renewed paranoia?

Hmm?

Yeah, it seems she's not
the only one keeping secrets.

Now as far as Aiden Mathis
is concerned,

he's not coming around anymore,
I can promise you that.

I'll leave you to your work.

You wished for your entrée
back into society, Mr. Mathis?

If you're available tomorrow,

I think I have
the perfect venue.

No.

Look, tell Batali not
to skimp on the raw bar.

If he wants to cook something,
he took the wrong gig.

Now, so now, what's the, um,
dolphin update?

- God, I knew P.E.T.A. would get involved.
- Hey!

- No phones.
- Sorry. New here.

Does the same go for porpoises?

You're new to the club
or the English language?

Sorry. Let me call you back.

I was just planning
my housewarming.

I heard.

We all heard.
I also know your head count,

the fact that
your party planner

kicked you out of the house
for micromanaging,

and right now they're dechlorinating
your pool for the swans.

Hope nobody plans on swimming.

Swans are filthy animals.

Didn't realize anyone
was listening.

Well, it's hard to tune out
Nolan Ross.

He knows my name.
Oh, well...

Let me make up
for the disturbance.

I'll cover your tab.

Thanks. No need.

Well, maybe I can offer you
something money can't buy--

Put you on the list
for my party.

I am curious to see
how somebody blows

$2 mill on one evening.

Your negroni.

Thank you.

Let me know if you need anything else,
Mr. Grayson.

- It's Osbourne, but I'm on the Grayson tab.
- Yes, sir.

Uh, I'm--I'm sorry. I...
What's your name...

- For the list?
- Patrick.

- Patrick...
- Osbourne, right.

Got it.

Daniel.

I thought you'd be at work.

Where were you yesterday?

What do you mean?
I told you, I stayed in the city.

- Yeah, what were you doing there?
- Why?

Because I think you're keeping
things from me, that's why.

Is it true you bought Nolan
his house?

Yeah.

Nolan's my friend,
and he needed my help.

I didn't tell you because...
he was ashamed.

So you gave him
a $10 million loan?

Wow, we set a date,
and suddenly you care

how I spend my time, my money.

- What's next, Daniel, who I talk to?
- Maybe.

When was the last time
you saw Aiden?

What?

My mother said you were
seeing him behind my back,

even after we got engaged.

- And who gave her that idea?
- Does it matter?

I'm telling you, right now,
I am not going down

- this path again with you, Emily.
- And we won't.

What I had with Aiden
was fleeting and long before us,

but, obviously,
facts are irrelevant to your mother.

- She was right about the house.
- Okay, I'm sorry.

I should have told you
about that.

Look... We both know
her goal is to blow us apart.

I just wish you wouldn't give her
any ammunition to do it.

Danny, I thought you'd be at work.

He wears his shame well.

I look forward to checking out
your new place later.

- What did I just walk into?
- Not exactly sure.

Where have you been?

Out exploring the neighborhood,
uh, meeting neighbors.

I kind of ran into Patrick,
who is now...

Kind of coming to my party.

What?

Well, if he does decide to come,
keep your distance.

We don't know enough
about him yet.

So, what are you up to today?

I owe Conrad one last visit
before Father Paul lands.

Oh.

It's okay.

Yeah.

You can set up over there.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- What's this?
- If you're to go out with Margaux,

you can't wear a hoodie
or anything flannel.

So I brought a tailor
to fit a suit for you.

I never even agreed
to go out with her.

And I have my own suit.
I have two of them.

Both associated
with painful memories.

Which is why you need another
for new experiences.

Jack, you helped me
by opening my eyes

to the truth about my father.

So I'm trying to help you.

- Help me what?
- See that you stopped living.

You take care of Carl and the bar,
but... not yourself.

Amanda would want you
to enjoy life.

So would Declan.

You know what
he said to me once?

He said,
"a ship is safe in harbor,

but that's not why ships
were built."

I bet he told you
he made that up.

He didn't.

Regardless, you need to get out.

And the beauty of going
with Margaux

is she doesn't know
everything we've been through.

All right, fine.

But I'm measuring
my own inseam.

It's lovely, Bianca, thank you.

What do you think?
Should we, uh...

Wait for Conrad?

Ugh, who knows what
horrid mood he'll be in today,

or if he even has
an appetite at all?

You must be worried about him.

Well, what worries me
is the unknown.

But having you at my side makes
the world seem less daunting.

Sorry to interrupt your lunch.

- Oh, Patrick, I believe you know...
- We've met...

One time too many.

I'm actually here to see Conrad,
but I wanted to deliver this.

You're going to be
hand-delivering

all 400 wedding invitations?

Surely you have enough money
for postage.

Actually,
it's for Nolan's housewarming.

He wanted to include
all the neighbors, so...

Oh, how sweet.
But I've never needed an invite

to attend any function
in the Hamptons.

Oh, Conrad awaits.

Who knew you to be
such a Florence Nightingale?

Oh, there's so much you don't
know about me, Victoria.

Oh, I'm learning
more and more each day.

Hmm. Nolan's looking forward
to seeing you later, Patrick.

Excuse me.

Uh, I met him earlier,

and, uh,
he asked me to drop by.

Oh.

Patrick,
under normal circumstances,

I would never tell you
what to do or who to see.

But when it comes to Mr. Ross
and Miss Thorne--

Believe me, I didn't realize
they were friends until just now.

Well, they are,
and they're thick as thieves.

- Still no word from Charlotte?
- Well, I phoned.

And yesterday I drove out
to the Stowaway to see her,

but then I thought
better of it.

Ah, I thought
of writing her a letter,

but I couldn't...
hold the pen.

Would you mind?

Well, if you want,
I'll write it for you.

No. Perhaps it's best that...
she stays away.

I mean, I watched this disease
devour my grandfather.

It could be as hard to watch
as it is to suffer.

You said you felt
that you were being

punished for your sins.

I never knew you were
a religious man.

I wouldn't go that far.

My father used to read
me stories from the Bible.

I was always drawn
to the Old Testament--

God-- The one who avenges.

If you sinned,
you paid a price.

That seemed fair to me.

Well, I prefer to believe that

forgiveness washes away
all sins.

Maybe...
But not their consequences.

I believe you have
to answer for those.

And if we refuse, then...

Then we all deserve
to burn in hell.

I don't know what I deserve.

Oh, Conrad, I didn't mean you.

And even if I did,
you're Catholic.

You can always repent.

Sorry to drop by unannounced.

Paul. How uncanny.
I was just thinking about you.

Divine intervention, perhaps.

You couldn't have bought him
a more modest house?

Nolan doesn't do modest,
clearly.

Ah, what is she doing here?

We have the best photographer.

We have pins in Lagerfeld
and house of McQueen

to design the first shoot.

Listen, you're charming.
But, uh...

- If you're looking for an investor--
- Oh, no, no, no.

No, you don't understand.

I'm asking you
to be our cover story.

Moi?

Mm-hmm.

Look who made their way
onto the list.

Uh, Danny,
glad you could make it.

I will be in touch,
Miss Lemarchal.

We only just met,
but she's such a doll.

I, uh, I thought we agreed
I'd talk to him about the cover.

- You didn't trust me?
- I trust myself more.

Nolan on the cover of Voulez,
that's wonderful.

It'll help
clear his reputation.

Judging by the turnout,
his rep's just fine, babe.

Then what's the harm
in featuring him?

I'm gonna grab us
a couple drinks.

Listen, Margaux, uh,
maybe down the line

if you're still stuck
on this idea,

we can do a column
or some--

If I needed a man
to order me around,

I would have gone
to work for my father.

Nice to see someone
serving you a drink for once.

Yeah.

I guess it's my day off.
What about you?

Are you off the clock or on?

Look, Jack...

I want you to know
I took what you said to heart--

To finish this.

Which is why I set
my wedding date for August.

So you're always on the clock.

Oh, merci. I need this.

- Margaux... Are you two--
- Charlotte set us up.

- You, uh, you want to go for a walk?
- How about a swim?

I didn't bring my suit.

Neither did I.

Loneliness is a beast.
I appreciate your visit.

Did you know I came
looking for you last week?

For confession, perhaps.

God already knows
what I did, Paul.

Yet you still feel unsettled.

True mercy requires
more than a confession.

It's a calling
for mending your ways.

That ship has sailed.

Have you considered turning
yourself in for your crimes?

Why the hell would I do that?
I'm almost home free.

You're alone.

And no one wants to die alone.

I heard the news last year
when it came out

that Charlotte's
David Clarke's daughter.

Surely that discovery
wasn't easy for her or you...

Considering what we did
to her father.

Well...

She came to me last week--
My little girl...

Having learned
of the things I've done.

Paul, I saw myself...

Becoming my true monstrous self
through her eyes. And...

I mean, I welcome death now.

Coming clean to the world
will not only benefit your soul,

but it will be a final chance

for you to bring
your family together.

What, by admitting my guilt
outright? They...

- They'd just despise me more.
- By clearing David's name--

His reputation--

You would be giving
your daughter her father back.

And isn't that a better way
to leave this world--

Not as a weak and broken man,

but as a savior?

Growing up, come summertime,

my family would escape
to the country to avoid society.

But here,
it seems people flock to it.

- It's so strange.
- Yeah.

Doesn't make for much
of a vacation.

- Where did your family holiday?
- They didn't.

We lived at the beach.
So...

- We used to go sailing a lot.
- You'll have to teach me.

- Show me the ropes.
- I don't have a boat anymore.

I'll buy one.

Ah... That sounded spoiled.

I'm sure you think
I'm just another dilettante

running her daddy's magazine,
but I swear,

every cent I own,
I earned, since I was 15.

- My fellow child laborer.
- Not too long before you put your own son to work.

All right, well, I, uh...

I should probably get going.

Sitters don't come cheap.

And here you were,
just starting to have fun.

...Um,
your father's beach house.

Charlotte.

Hey. You haven't
returned my calls.

If you're reaching out to me
on my father's behalf, don't.

He mentioned in his messages
how you've been caring for him.

I wanted to check in on
your new life at the Stowaway.

I'm sure Jack's happy
to have you there.

I mean,
he seems in good spirits.

Oops.

I'll take that.

He does, doesn't he?

More so now that he's not
in that suit.

It's as if Margaux is trying

to turn him into
someone he's not.

Actually, the suit was my idea.

I'm sorry. I--

I just mean that Margaux's from
a different world than Jack.

- You really are becoming a Grayson, aren't you?
- Charlotte...

It's great to see you again.

What are you doing here?

Well, what can I say?
I missed the Hamptons.

Oh, who wouldn't?

I see you're still
up to the same old, Emily.

Come on, babe,
let's get out of here.

- Give us one second.
- Em.

- Excuse me.
- Yes.

Let them be. I'm sure
they have much to catch up on.

What the hell are you thinking
bringing that man here?

He practically destroyed
our family.

- He stole our fortune.
- He was framed,

and I'm soon to find out how.

So what, you--
You bring him here

to flaunt him in front
of me and Emily,

hoping to stir something up?
You were wrong about them.

It was nothing more
than a fling.

Are you sure about that?

Because they fight
as if they're in love.

So you work for Victoria now?

- That's your choice?
- It's only as grim as the one you've made.

I believe you've
set a date for the wedding.

Oh, what,
and you're gonna try to stop me?

Well, I'm not gonna stand here
while it takes place.

You're wasting your time.
You need to leave.

- You heard her. Go.
- Why?

What are you gonna do?
Pull out a gun and shoot me?

Whether you like it or not,
I'm here to stay.

Hmm...

So he's the one who
told you about Nolan's deed.

I know you both want
the same thing--

To undermine my relationship
with your son.

But there is no secret
as to why

- I bought that house for my friend.
- Oh, of course.

But we both know the issue
is how you bought it.

- Victoria, just--
- How I bought it?

You mean, with money?

I'm sorry if that's
a sensitive topic

for you right now, Victoria,
seeing as you have none.

If you ever need a loan,
I would be happy to assist,

or maybe your new
financial advisor can help you

find your way out of the red.

Surely, Aiden,
you of all people should know

the Graysons
are completely bankrupt!

Come on, Em.

Shall we?

Well, well...
It seems the queen has fallen.

Are we gonna talk about this?

My mother was right,
wasn't she,

about you and Aiden?

That's why you lashed out
and humiliated her.

- Did you know he was back in town?
- No.

- I had no idea.
- Then explain to me, please, what happened.

'Cause you said he meant
nothing to you,

but that's not what
I saw tonight.

Aiden couldn't accept
that I moved on.

He wanted me to run away with him,
but I didn't.

I don't know why he's back,
Daniel,

but you can't let that affect us.
I chose you.

Why would you not tell me
any of this?

Because I thought I handled it.

- I thought he was gone.
- Yeah, so did I.

Didn't expect to see this here.

So it was you who won
the auction for that painting.

I'm assuming my mother knows
you have it?

Assuming your mother
is Victoria Grayson.

As if you didn't know that

as soon as you sat down
next to me at the beach club.

Your friend Emily
sent you there to suss me out,

didn't she, after she tried
and failed last week?

Wait, what?

No, I had no idea who you were,
trust me.

My mother warned me
not to trust you.

And yet... Here you are.

Well, I like to draw
my own conclusions.

Clearly my mother and Emily
have their... issues.

The thing is I don't care.

That's what I came here
to tell you.

I don't want to get caught

in the middle
of their histrionics.

Understood.

Sorry I missed your party.

Maybe next time.

Oh, and, uh, great swans.

What happened with Conrad?

Well, as you know,

I protect those
who confide in me.

But you can have faith.
I did as you asked.

I'm short of faith these days.

Well, then I'll put it
to you this way.

If Conrad doesn't
come forward...

I will.

I was enraged at
the injustice I felt

when you framed me...

For taking away everything
that I thought I deserved.

I realized that those feelings
must pale in comparison

to what David Clarke
must have felt.

To have his life
ripped away from him,

his career...

His little girl.

And to think that
I helped do that to him.

I played God.

You promised me
your forgiveness.

I do.

I forgive you.

But you're not God, either.

I urge you to let go
of whatever grudge you may have

and move on
before you lose yourself.

Peace be with you.

You wanted to see me?

I just got off the phone
with your father.

I told him you were wooing
Nolan Ross for the debut.

That wasn't ready
to be pitched.

Yeah, I also told him
if you didn't kill the story,

I'll call all the investors
I acquired

and advise them to pull out.

I assume that's French
for "thank you."

You're welcome.

Listen, you said to me that

you've been pushed around
by men your whole life?

Well, I've been pushed around
by women, so I get it.

We both have something
to prove.

But I wouldn't have
gone over your head

- if this wasn't for the best.
- For you, you mean?

Considering the measures
you took to deter me,

you've only proven
there is a story to tell.

And rest assured,
I will tell it.

You left the party early.

Or just in time.

Look, if you're here
to brag about

what you did to Victoria,
I'm not interested.

I'm here about Conrad,
actually.

He's on the verge
of turning himself in,

thanks to you.

When you told Charlotte
the truth,

you set things in motion, so...

But you're the one who told me
to talk to Charlotte.

Is that how you work?

You manipulate what you know
of people to get what you want?

I would never do that to you,
Jack, or to my sister.

I care about you.

Charlotte's the only family
I have.

Which is why I appreciated
you telling her the truth...

Taking her in,
caring for her...

All the things that I wish I could do,
but I can't.

Not right now,
not the way I want to.

Margaux.

Sorry to interrupt.

- Everything okay?
- I need a drink...

And a friend.

You came to the right place.

_

I'm well aware that
I should have bitten my tongue.

What is it?

I received a call from my contact
in the Caymans.

He was able to confirm
the owner of the account

to Mr. Ira Tannenberg
from Miami Beach.

- Well, how does he play into this?
- He doesn't.

Look I'd-- I'd zeroed in
on this particular account

because it held the same sum
that you'd lost,

and the withdrawal was made for
the same sum as Nolan's home.

And it turns out Ira bought
a penthouse in Miami

on the same day.
It's just a coincidence.

I don't know
where your money is,

but it seems Emily
doesn't have it.

My contact hacked her accounts.
They-- They appear legitimate.

I... I so desperately wanted it--
For it to be true,

that I drew lines
that weren't there,

and I've wasted your time.
I'm sorry.

Sit!
You're not going anywhere.

We both made mistakes because
we were blinded by our hatred.

But you and I know that our instincts
about Emily Thorne are right.

I'm more than capable
of finding money elsewhere.

But I am not capable
of finding anyone

who disturbs her
the way you did last night.

So you are staying.

And together we're going
to unravel...

And destroy that little bitch.

...those same numbers,
and that'll reset the system.

- All right, thank you.
- You bet.

Daniel? What's going on?

I've been telling you
for two years

to install an alarm system,
so I finally got one for you.

I don't want one.

- I do
- Why?

You're not the only one
concerned why Aiden's back.

The night of my dad's election,
I came here for you

- and found him waiting.
- What?

I knew there was more
to your relationship.

Otherwise,
why would he have been here

asking me to call off
the engagement?

Because I told you,
he was obsessed.

Really?

That night,
when he attacked me,

he threw me into this.

Another reason why you should
have an alarm system--

If you're gonna leave your gun

where anyone can get
their hands on it.

Thank God it was me, not him.

- What did you do?
- I shot him.

He knocked me over

and ran outside,
and I lost him.

It was pretty obvious he knew
your property inside and out.

And you accuse me
of keeping secrets?

Why didn't you tell me
about this?

Because I figured
he'd gotten the message

when he never returned.

And now that he has,

all I know is he's back
for one of us.

Contemplating a burial at sea?

It's quite the contrary.

Today is the first day
of the rest of my new life.

I was merely saying
"goodbye" to the old one.

I'm turning myself in
to the authorities.

So your psychosis
has progressed.

This is the clearest thinking
I have done in years.

I am coming clean.

You're serious.

Yeah, before
I leave this world, Victoria,

I want to show my children
that I'm capable

of paying for my mistakes.

The only thing
that you'll be showing them

is your cowardice.

Scrambling to save your soul
so you can rest in peace.

And what right have you
to come clean

after you blew up a plane
to keep me from doing the same?

Well, you can believe
what you must.

But no one is stopping you now.

So come with me, if you like.

Oh!

As if it's that simple!

You're going to be dead

long before you pay for
your crimes.

And I'm going to be there
to shoulder the burden,

as will your children.

Have you even given a thought
to the ramifications

- for your family?
- Victoria,

you haven't been
truly invested in our family--

this marriage--
since David Clarke.

So why don't you
think about it this way?

See, by turning myself in,

I'm not only clearing his name
for Charlotte,

but for you as well,
my dear--

so that you can finally have
your true love back--

Dead as he may be.

Oh, you son of a bitch!

Oh, thanks for the memento,
sweetheart.

Oh, I will give you more than that,
darling!

Are you responsible
for this idiocy?

She's having trouble
accepting my decision.

I can see that.
He's making amends, Victoria.

- We both are.
- If you get in that car,

I swear it will be
the last thing you do.

Victoria took the bait.

And she's offered me
room and board at Grayson Manor.

You shouldn't have told her
about us.

You strayed from the plan.

The objective was
to gain her trust.

What better way to do that than
to fan her distrust for you?

Which is why we were
luring her with the account.

That I could control.
Daniel, on the other hand...

He installed a security system
in my house.

I'm sorry if that made things
worse for you.

That wasn't my intent.

But it worked.

Thank you for coming back.

Well, I knew that
if you reached out to me,

I must be the only one
you could turn to.

Why didn't you tell me
that Daniel shot you?

Oh, what,
he just admitted that now?

He must have been
quaking in his boots

to see me again,
that little coward.

Where was it?

Emily.

I'm sorry.

You really think that
Grayson's gonna turn himself in?

For once, I have faith.

Bye.

A guilty heart is silent--

Its pulse muffled by
the secrets it keeps.

While some believe confession
can release a tortured soul,

others view it as
a sign of weakness.

Because ultimately,
whatever you say...

However you feel about
what you've done,

it's irrelevant...

For the hand of death
is equally unforgiving.

Father Paul.

Sync, corrected by icephoenix
www.addic7ed.com

Emily...