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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.

I need to be able
to trust you with this.

Nolan--
he keeps this box locked up

behind the painting.
It's got this design.

- Was it something like this?
- It was exactly like that.

Transient global amnesia?

What do you remember?

Nothing.

I shot her.
I'm turning myself in.

He will confess unless we act.
Lydia goes.

Lydia Davis is a prime suspect

in the shooting
of Emily Grayson.

You stay close to Emily.
But whatever you do--

Don't trust the Graysons.

Daniel shot me.

When my father was in prison,

he wrote in his journals
about how the value of life

can be directly measured
by our will to endure,

that we have a remarkable
ability to resist fatigue,

to withstand pain,

to keep fighting,

as long as we don't lose sight
of what we're fighting for.

With the queen's guard
posted outside,

I... had to get creative.

Or maybe you're using
this visit as an excuse

to have purchased that jacket.

You do remember me.

Of course I do.
I'm fully recovered.

Mentally, anyway.

How's Aiden handling everything?

Poorly, but he's agreed not
to retaliate against Daniel.

What about you?

How will Emily Thorne
return with a vengeance this time?

She won't.

It's over, Nolan. I failed.

- You survived.
- I can't go back there.

Not after everything that's happened.

I don't want to.

You know the hardest part
about losing my memories was...

Having to relive them
as they came back.

So much pain.

I just know that I have
to get out of here,

get out of the Hamptons.

Hey, you have to heal first.

I'll see you on my next rounds.

As long as she's in there,
she's safe.

Look, Niko,
I'm beyond grateful for your help,

and Emily will thank you
herself...

If you would only let me
tell her who I am.

If she thought for one moment

you were anything
other than a nurse,

she would refuse your help.

She can be stubborn.
I just need to ask

- one more thing of you.
- Name it.

Sneak her out.
Meet me here tonight.

Aiden, are you sure
that's a good idea?

She's still really weak.

I just worry that
the longer she stays in there,

the more at risk she is.

Not if I'm watching over her.

Unless you think I'm the risk.

There's something you're not
telling me, isn't there?

We reconnected.

And before this went wrong,

Emily and I
were going to leave...

Together.

Right now I need
to get her to safety

before anything else
goes wrong.

So I'm sorry you had
to find out like this,

but you were the only one
who can help me.

- Yeah, seems so.
- Niko, please.

Bring her to me.

Okay? Hey.

It's the last thing I'll ask.

Thank you.

Hey.

I heard about your accident.

- Glad you're okay.
- You should be by your wife's side,

not mine. How would it look
if someone saw you?

I don't care.

All I care about is making
things right with you.

That's why I covered
your hospital bill--

so you wouldn't have to worry.

Well, I don't want your money.
I want you to leave me alone.

Well, I can't,
not after what...

Not after you hurt yourself
like you did.

You... You think
I tried to kill myself...

Because you married Emily?

That is...
That is so typical Grayson,

believing everything
is about you.

- Your roommate called me. She--
- No, I was drunk, Danny.

I passed out in the bath
and almost drowned.

I was stupid, okay?
But I won't be stupid again.

- Oh, wait a minute. Wait--
- Hey!

- You stay out of this, Jack.
- No, that's not gonna happen. You okay?

- She's fine.
- I wasn't asking you.

Oh, you think you know everything,
don't you?

Aah!

Yeah, I do.

Now pick yourself up
and get the hell out of my bar.

It's good to see her resting.

She has endured so much pain.

Yes. Well,
all pain is relative.

I hear her amnesia's lifting.

It is. Although Emily still
can't recall

the night of the trauma.

But given her progress,

I'd be comfortable
discharging her.

With her condition,
you can't just let her walk out of here.

She still needs around-the-clock
medical attention,

which the rehab clinic
would provide.

I believe she's going to
recover completely,

physically and mentally.

It's just a question
of where she does it.

Excuse me.

Perhaps I can be of service,
Mrs. Grayson.

She's awake.

Good morning.

Where am I?

Well, Grayson Manor, of course.

Welcome home.

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For your own sake,
you'll wanna keep those shut.

The paparazzi heard the news
that you're home,

and they'll stop at nothing
to steal your soul...

If you believe
in that sort of thing.

I don't understand. My...

My doctor discharged me?

Yes, straight into my care
and your nurse's.

We thought you'd be
more comfortable here.

You're a Grayson now.

And we circle the wagons
when tragedy strikes.

Dr. Sturman told me that
your memories are recovering.

The last thing I remember was...

The church, the wedding vows.

At least...
I have that happy moment.

And spared the traumatic details
of your shooting.

I'm trying to remember, but...

Daniel.

What happened to your eye?

Nothing worth mentioning,

not compared to your injuries.

I didn't know
you'd been released.

I brought Emily home for
the remainder of her recovery.

Actually, Victoria,
I think I'd prefer to recuperate

in the beach house
with my husband.

Nonsense, especially considering
that Lydia's still on the loose.

I would never forgive myself if
she finished what she started.

Well, I'll leave
you both alone for a moment.

It's nice to see you.

Should probably get some rest.

Hey, what the hell
are you doing?

Containing the situation.

She's on the verge
of remembering what you did,

and we couldn't afford to have
some random orderly

at the hospital overhear it.

So we're holding her captive.

We're keeping up appearances
to avoid suspicion.

For now, you are two newlyweds
blissfully in love.

And what happens when she
remembers that's not the case?

Let me take care of it.

In the meanwhile,

try to keep your violent
confrontations to a minimum.

All right?

- Take my hand.
- I don't need your help.

I think you do.

You're lucky she even
let me come here.

You don't work for them?

Oh, I took her money. But no.

Okay. Room's clear.

We can talk.

Who do you work for?

Just myself...

And the memory of my father.

You're Takeda's daughter.

Niko.

It's an honor to meet

the only student he ever
spoke of with affection.

And mine
to meet his only child.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Took some time to accept it--

how such a great warrior
was killed by a random burglar.

When I heard
about your setback,

I thought I could help you
overcome it.

It's what he would've wanted.

Thank you.

But my mission's over.

I'm leaving as soon
as I can walk out of here.

Aiden said you were stubborn.

You know Aiden?

We met when he was
on a mission in Sydney,

where my mum raised me.

Then we reconnected last year
after my father's death.

Does he know that you're here?

I've been reporting
your progress to him every day.

Then please take me to him.

I have a bad feeling
about being here.

Maybe it's safest
in the eye of the storm.

Daniel?

Didn't know you were in.

Are you okay?

Well, I'm here, aren't I?

How's Emily?

She's been discharged.

Shouldn't you be home
with her then?

Work will be here
when you return.

Not if we don't get
this issue out.

I'm looking at what you have.

- And?
- The bones are here,

but... I think
you should dig deeper.

I handled the subject
with integrity.

Well, integrity
doesn't sell magazines.

The story is Lydia Davis'
vengeful return to the Hamptons

to commit murder.
You shied away from that.

Because that's still
speculation.

- She hasn't been convicted.
- No, once she is,

you'll kick yourself
for having hesitated.

Trust your instincts, Margaux,

before someone else
scoops our story.

How is our patient
getting along?

It's just a flesh wound.

- Would you give us a moment?
- Mm-hmm.

Not so long ago, I was...

The one visiting you
at your bedside.

And you were my savior.

And I'm here in hopes
that I can be yours.

It must be maddening
not being able to remember

what happened that night
on the boat.

Clearly someone meant you harm.

Lydia, so I was told.

Oh.

Or do you not believe
it was her?

Well,
I will once you tell me to.

If she did do it, Conrad, why?

You know her better
than anyone.

Mm-hmm.

Your memories will return,
Emily,

and when they do,
I suggest you come to me first.

Look, you've already taken
two bullets to the stomach.

Going forward...

I'd watch your back.

Patrick...

I need any details
you can give me about that box

Nolan has hidden in his house.

I'm hiring someone
to go in there and get it.

I can do it.

Or do you not trust me?

Of course I do.
You know that.

But I need a professional
to do this

sooner rather than later.

Emily's recovering in my house,

and I need every bit
of leverage

I can get against her
before she recovers her memory.

Memory of what?
You didn't shoot her.

No, I didn't.

Daniel did.

You told me that Lydia did.

- You lied to me.
- It was only to protect him.

And that's why you wanted
to hire someone, right?

- To keep me from the truth.
- Patrick--

I came clean to you
about Nolan.

Didn't I? No, I actually--
I gave Nolan up for you.

And after all these months,

after everything
that I've shown you,

after everything
that I've done,

I will never, ever
gain your confidence, will I?

- It is not that, Patrick.
- If it's not that, then what is it?!

You tell me what it is,
because I thought

we were on the same page.
We've talked about this,

but I guess when it comes
to choosing sons,

no, no, you choose your blood
over your bastard.

Don't you ever say that again!

You are my blood.

You're the only pure thing
I have,

but I know that you're
susceptible to the same darkness

that has followed me around
my entire life,

and it's infected this family,

and I will not allow it
to corrupt you as well.

That's why it's my duty,
not yours,

to expose Emily Thorne.

Do you understand me?

Loud and clear, yeah.

Don't worry.
I come in peace. I promise.

Sorry, water in my ear.

Did you say, "in peace"
or "in complete shame

after having been yanked around
by your umbilical cord"?

- Guess I deserve that.
- Either way, save it.

I've got about four episodes
of "Patrick says 'I'm sorry'"

on my DVR.

Well, do you have the one
where he tells you

that he figured out
his mom's a bitch?

It took me longer than it should have
to see her true colors.

She actually slapped me.

You didn't enjoy it?

All I ever wanted from her
was an honest relationship,

find out who I am,
more about where I came from.

The whole time...

Should've been focused more on...
where I wanted to go.

Where's that?

Anywhere with you.

All I'm asking is
for a peaceful evening

where we can avoid
talking about anyone

within a 20-mile radius,
okay?

What do you say?
Meet me at your place at 7:00?

Make it 8:00.

That way, it'll give me
an extra hour to realize

this is a bad idea.

I hope you saved
some energy for a visitor.

- Hi.
- And since my mother

put a moratorium on guests,

I'll stand guard
while you two catch up.

- Thank you.
- Thanks.

- He's getting so big.
- Yeah.

He's starting to walk now,
too, if you can believe it.

Well, that makes two of us.

Oh. Let me see him.

When Charlotte found out
that I brought Carl back,

she asked us to come by.

And besides,

Nolan and I were worried
when they moved you here.

This is my only shot
of seeing you.

I'm sure Daniel told you
I decked him.

What?

It's stupid. I know, I know,
but he came into the Stowaway,

and I just--just seeing him
walking around free

after what he did?

Why didn't you turn him in?

If I accuse him, they'll fight back.

I need to lay low
until I can escape safely.

You gotta let it go.

I did.

It's my only chance at a
normal life.

Maybe when I get out of here,
I'll...

I'll have a family of my own.

Listen, I was hoping you could
get a message to Aiden.

I am so sorry to do this,

but Bianca just said my mother's
on her way home,

- and since it's me she'll blame...
- Oh, thank you for taking the risk.

Don't grow up too fast, buddy.

Yeah.

Come on. Okay.

Here we go.

Oh, Jack.
Carl dropped his puppy.

Oh.

Think he wants Emily to have it...

To keep you company.

Thank you.

Hello?

Patrick?

If you've hired someone,
you can fire him.

I'm on my way to Nolan's
right now.

No.

I told you I didn't want you
to do it.

Yeah, well... it's too late.

Just promise you'll stand by me
when it's all done.

Of course I will.

But, Patrick, be safe.

He's part of a sick game,

and whatever Emily has
hidden in that box,

he is not going to let it go
without a fight.

What exactly did you hear?

Something about a box
Patrick's supposed to retrieve--

secrets Victoria thinks
you're keeping.

My infinity box.

Everything's in there--

my... father's journals,
evidence of my takedowns,

my identity.

Well, where is it?
We need to stop him.

No.

No, let her find it.

It's over anyway.

So you're giving up.

This is the end
of your great mission--

- everything you fought for.
- I've already lost the fight.

I'm not supposed to be here.

I should be away with Aiden,
with his ring on my finger,

not Daniel's.

You and Aiden are engaged?

He proposed to me
before everything went wrong.

Look...

I know that you came back
to help me get through this,

but I am done.

Uhh!

That pain you're feeling--

that's not because of me.

They did that to you,

and you're letting them
get away with it.

That woman I listened
to my father go on about,

the one who stole
all his attention

and the affection
I wished I had--

this is how she ends up?

I'm glad he's not around
to see it.

Your father taught you well.

But nothing you say
is gonna change my mind.

Save your strength.

You're gonna need it
to get out of here.

I'm not gonna be around
to help you.

Oh, where did your nurse
run off to?

I gave her the night off.

Oh. Well, I couldn't have you
go to bed without dessert.

Martha made
the most delicate profiteroles.

No, thank you.

I'm sorry
to bring this up, but...

Whatever happened
between you and Daniel

and the pregnancy,
or lack thereof,

is a private matter
between you two.

However...

While you were unconscious
in the hospital,

the doctors came to Daniel
with these test results.

When you came to,

we feared that you weren't
stable enough to face them,

so I volunteered to deliver
the news to you

when you were ready.

But now I'm not sure
if I'm able to do it.

What is it?

Because of the location
of the bullet wounds,

and the surgeries required
to save your life,

the doctors had no choice.

A sacrifice had to be made.

I'm afraid you'll never
be able to conceive, Emily.

- You're lying.
- No.

Feel free to confirm
with Dr. Sturman

or seek a second opinion.

You see, this is why
it's been so tragic for Daniel

and why he's been so distant.

For you to have given him
hope for an heir,

only to have it taken away
from him forever...

Get out.

Fate can be so cruel.

What do you mean,
she's gonna stay?

I guess being there in that
house forced her to refocus.

And how did she end up in
that house in the first place?

You were supposed
to bring her to me.

What the hell happened?

The Graysons made
a snap decision

and had her discharged.

Look, you should be grateful

that I manipulated my way
in there to protect her.

You know I'd do
anything for you.

Not that you deserve my loyalty
after you lied to me.

What are you talking about?

Well, you forgot to mention
you were engaged.

And Emily obviously
doesn't know about us--

our past,
how you left me in Japan

with a promise to return.

Don't worry.
I didn't tell her.

Would've been easy to.

But I wouldn't hurt you
like that.

Please, will you...

Will you give her
a message for me?

Of course.

Just tell her not to do
anything rash

until I can get to her.

It just... doesn't sound
like she's thinking clearly.

Or maybe you just don't know her
as well as you thought you did.

Mmm.

You know, this--
this is my house, right?

You don't have to worry
about beating last call.

Oh, I thought we were still

in the middle of happy hour, actually.

Go make us a couple more,
will ya?

You know,
I pretty much copyrighted

the term "lightweight,"
and this will be, what?

Four?

Five.

Five. For me.

Careful.

Not like we're driving home,
right?

Do me a favor.

Throw an extra olive in mine,
will ya?

Or... could just make you
a real dinner.

This is a real dinner.

Careful.

Oh!

Oh!

Like I said...

- Lightweight.
- I can see that.

What the hell?
Is that water?

Nolan, you've been drinking
water this whole time?

Well, not the whole time.

Just when it became clear

you were trying
to get me drunk.

You caught me.

Given... all we've been
through lately,

I just... didn't wanna risk
losing control around you

or... doing something
I might regret.

I know exactly what you mean.

Uhh!

I can only imagine how
this must have cost you.

Not sure that you can,
actually.

This was never about Nolan
or your family.

I didn't come here
to be Daniel's brother.

I didn't come here
to be accepted by Conrad.

I came here...
to get to know my mother.

But you and I sort of
skipped over all the hard parts

so that we could pretend
like everything was all right.

Yeah.

It's not.

So...

I've already looked inside.
I think you'll be pleased.

All you ever wanted
was the truth, right?

And that is all I'm asking
in return from you--

is the truth about my past.

I can't wait around for it
much longer.

Are you kidding me?

I said I didn't wanna
be seen with you.

Well, maybe you should
let me in, then.

Wait. Stop.

Stop. You were right
about before, okay?

I was being self-centered,

and I shouldn't have made
the assumption I did,

but there are certain things

that you don't understand,
either.

Yeah, well, maybe that's
for the best, Daniel.

Do you wanna hear the truth
or not?

Emily lied about the pregnancy.

She made it up
to scare you away.

Seriously?

The only way
she could keep us apart

was to trap me.

She knew I wouldn't
walk away from my child.

- How'd you find out?
- She admitted everything after the wedding.

- Danny, did you...
- Shoot her? No.

Well, if all this is true,
then--

then why are you
still with her?

If I kicked her to the curb, she'll--
she'll make it look

as though I'm abandoning her, or--
or worse,

she'll make people wonder
if I did try to kill her,

just like you thought
right now.

Emily got
what she always wanted.

She's a Grayson now.

She won.

She's a psycho.

Danny...

I am...

I am so sorry.

I see you're not the only one
who can't sleep.

Yes, it's been
quite an evening.

Where did you get that?

If you're having trouble
filling in the holes

of your past
due to your so-called amnesia,

perhaps I can assist.

Seems that Lydia only had
a piece of the puzzle.

But your game started
long before this, didn't it?

An article from
the Harvard Crimson

highlighting
Daniel's freshman year.

I imagine that's when you first
set your sights on him.

Journals detailing our habits.

Bank statements,
proving that you're not as wealthy

as you pretended to be.

It's quite
a grifter's treasure trove.

Congratulations, Victoria.

Your instincts were right
all along.

But while I came here
for status,

that's not why I stayed.

I truly loved Daniel.

Nothing you can say
will save you now.

But what is a fitting end
to someone

who's conned her way
into society

and our family's lives?

Outing you to the press
would be far too humane.

Instead, tomorrow morning,

I am going to call my list
of who's who

who will in turn
call their lists,

because once word is out
that you're a fraud,

you will never grift
in these circles again.

The bread and butter
on which you depend

will dry up
and you will wither away,

dying the slow and lonely death

that Emily Thorne deserves.

If that's even your name.

Oh, I don't have time
for breakfast.

No, I've got to get this
to the publisher by 10:00.

Ah, come on.

You've been working nonstop
on this for two days.

You can take two minutes
to eat...

For me.

Okay. Only if you do
something in return.

Tell me what you think.

This was Daniel's idea,
wasn't it--

to lean into Lydia?

No, he simply
gave me permission

- to go where I was hesitant to.
- And have you asked yourself why?

Okay, what are you
trying to say, Jack?

I'm trying to keep you
from printing something

that isn't true.

Because if it ever comes out
that he used his own magazine

to cover this up,
your career is over.

It wasn't Lydia who shot Emily.
It was Daniel.

Why would you think that?

I know that...

'Cause Emily told me.

Well, if you miss this deadline,

we're talking thousands
in overtime,

union fees,
money we don't have to spend.

No, listen to me.
Ma-Margaux.

Margaux's pressing "pause"
on publishing.

Oh. Perhaps she's seen the holes
in her story.

Thank you.

Excuse us. Thank you.

What is this?
No one summoned the press.

Actually... I did.

Thank you all for coming.

Due to my weakened condition,

my announcement
will be a brief one.

In the past few days

since my in-laws
brought me home,

I have endured... more pain
than I thought humanly possible.

But I believe
because of this journey...

My memory has returned.

There has been much speculation
as to who shot me,

and I wanna set
the record straight.

It was Lydia Davis.

And my husband and I

are offering
a $10 million reward

for her capture.

Thank you.

- Mrs. Grayson!
- Mrs. Grayson! Mrs. Grayson!

Did you see the news yet?

Saw it.

I laughed. I cried.

It's better than Cats.

Once again, I owe you.

We'll add it to your tab.

I'm just glad you decided
to stick around.

Well, I wouldn't have been
able to

if you hadn't switched out
the infinity box

at the last second.

Victoria bought every detail.

I just hope you got away
unscathed.

Almost.

Patrick won't be so lucky.

He wanted to know the truth
about his mother?

That's exactly what I plan on
giving him.

I gotta go.

Come in.

Bianca. I was hoping you could
help me with something.

Thanks.

Um... Mrs. Grayson ordered me
not to leave your side...

For your own safety.

Well, most of my things
are in my bedroom.

I mean, you could help me
up the stairs,

or I could just scream
if I'm in danger.

All right. Wait here.

Thanks.

I see you've found
your strength.

Thank you for coming.

We don't have much time.

You saw my announcement?

Yeah. I did.

What the hell was that about?

I had to accuse Lydia

to salvage my relationship
with them.

So it's true, then?
You're staying.

I don't understand.
What made you change your mind?

They did.

I found out
I can't have children.

They took my father,
my mother...

My best friend...

And now this?

That is exactly why

you shouldn't waste
any more of your life

on these people.
We can still move on.

We can build a future together.

This is my future, Aiden.

I know I promised you
a different one, but...

I was wrong to.

You're ending this with me?

You're gonna let them take this
away from you, too, Emily?

- Think about what you're saying.
- I have.

Hate is a lot like love.

You can't force it.

You can't fight it.

You just have to embrace it
when it comes along.

I'm sorry.

I can handle it.

You just worry about yourself.

Seems that's what's
you're best at anyway.

- You gotta eat some.
- You gotta eat some.

I can't eat 'em all.

You were wrong.
It was Lydia.

What?

Because of you,
I missed the deadline,

costing us money we don't have.

Even worse,
you made me doubt myself.

Emily told me Daniel shot her.

Well, then why is she
telling the world otherwise?

All of you have been
speculating who shot me.

I'd like to set
the record straight.

It was Lydia Davis.

And my husband and I

are offering a $10 million reward
for her capture.

I can't believe it.

Look, she suffered
major head trauma.

Perhaps when you spoke,
she was delirious

or... confused.

I should never
have gotten involved.

I won't make that mistake
again, okay?

I know you were only
trying to help.

Let's just hope this issue
is a hit.

My assistant is taking it
to print as we speak.

I believe...

This covers the risk
you're taking and then some.

How much time do we have?

I bought us four hours.

Now what exactly
did you have in mind?

What are you doing here?

You were right.

Emily's staying
to finish what she started.

See? I told you.

I tried to talk her out of it.

Like you said, she's stubborn.

My father used to say
the same thing about her.

Last night was the first time
I stayed here

since he was murdered.

That's where the police
found his body.

But something about it
doesn't add up.

I don't know who did it.

Yah!

They never had a suspect.

Uhh!

And I accepted that.

He spent his whole life
training people

to exact revenge.

Being around Emily
made me realize

it's my duty to avenge him.

What else did she say?

Let's not talk about it.

Let's not talk at all then.

I hope you both
understand the significance

of my press announcement.

Clearly, Lydia didn't shoot me.

I know it was you, Daniel.

But I forgive you.

I know you only sought revenge

because you thought
I deserved it.

That doesn't change
the fact that I love you.

And I just wanna know

how we're gonna handle this
moving forward.

Sorry. Going forward?

Are--are--are you--
are you nuts?

Daniel, sit down.

By coming out to the press,

Emily cemented Lydia's fate
and saved yours.

So it's out there.
It's done.

Oh, but I can happily retract
my statement,

tell the world
I was forced into it,

and Niko can confirm
your motives

in spiriting me
out of the hospital.

Get on with it.

Name your price,
now that we know how you operate.

Not this time.

Like I said, I love your son...

And I like the lifestyle.

I'm not going anywhere.

Oh.
Seems we're at a stalemate.

I'd say so.

Screw you.

I've endured over 25 years
in a loveless marriage.

You two will figure things
out...

Until we find
a more permanent solution.

Sync, corrected by icephoenix
www.addic7ed.com

Seems I am home after all.