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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.

- Where am I?
- Grayson Manor, of course.

- You're Takeda's daughter.
- Niko.

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?

And Emily, obviously,
doesn't know about us -- our past.

Because of the surgeries
required to save your life,

you'll never
be able to conceive.

Emily lied about the pregnancy.

She made it up
to scare you away.

Are you ending this with me?

There has been much
speculation as to who shot me,

it was Lydia Davis.

I know it was you, Daniel.

Emily cemented Lydia's fate
and saved yours.

I'm not going anywhere.

When I was a child,

my father woke me every morning
with the same phrase --

"Life is a great sunrise."

The words shaped
the way I saw the dawn.

But after my father
was taken from me,

the morning sun
burned like fire.

That's when I learned
what hatred was

and that it would greet me
each day to come.

You pulled your stitches out
in your sleep.

Thank you
for coming so quickly.

My father would have wanted me
to help his favorite disciple.

Not punch you in the stomach

and storm out of here
like I did last week.

I'm glad you did.

You helped me recommit
to Takeda's teachings.

Well, let's get you
stitched up.

I've decided on a quicker fix.

You called me here
to cauterize you?

That's insane.
I'm not doing it.

Do you know
what orphans dream of

when they stop wishing
for their parents to return?

We think about
filling the emptiness

with families of our own.

Thanks to Daniel,
that hope is gone for me.

This doesn't mean you're ready
for a sparring match.

When you resume
physical activity,

you have to do it slowly.

Then I'll start
with mind games.

First things first,
you need something to bite down on.

Just do it.

Welcome to reckoning day.

No need to furrow
that handsome brow.

I'm not here with the police...

Though I should be.

Nolan, I can't begin
to tell you how sorry I am.

We are a million miles
past sorry.

You assaulted me.

You stole from me...

All to win favor
with your mother?

There's something twisted about you.
You're sick.

Stop.

Why are you here?

I know that you're desperate

for answers about how
you came to be, and...

I know that Victoria
hasn't been forthcoming.

So... this is
a police report from 1974.

I dug it up last year
when Vicky G. enlisted me

to help her find
her long-lost son.

You see, according to this,
someone else was searching

for little Patrick Osbourne,
as well.

- Derek.
- Victoria.

I was told
you wouldn't be here.

Oh, this is
completely my fault.

Dr. Robinson only agreed
on a house call

because I felt too weak
to get to his office.

I thought that you'd be at your
morning tennis game, Victoria.

My doubles partner
mysteriously cancelled.

- Well, this is awkward.
- Yeah.

- If you'll excuse me, ladies.
- Thank you.

How long have you been
seeing my therapist?

Just today.

Charlotte mentioned how helpful he was
in bringing you two back together

after she learned that
David Clarke was her father.

If you're trying to build
a bridge between us, Emily,

here's a tip --
Stay on your side of the river.

Dr. Robinson warned me
you may feel this way...

And that Daniel
might be resistant, too.

Resistant?

He hasn't laid eyes
on you in days.

His quarters are so far away,

he may as well be
sleeping in the stables.

Well, I guess we'll just
have to give it time, then.

Are you sure you don't mind
always sleeping at my place?

Oh, I like your apartment.

It's cozy.

I grew up
in drafty chateaus so big,

I never knew where
my parents or brothers were.

I love opening my eyes
in the morning

and seeing you
and Carl so close.

That's what makes it a home.

Ooh, it's there!

Ahh.

Hey, Bobby.

Good to see you, man.
Could you do me a favor?

Would you keep those
front-row-center this week?

- It's the lady's pride and joy.
- Sure.

The staff did such a good job.

- Yeah.
- Wait.

I did not write this.

The by-line
says you did.

No, no, I-I mean, yes, I did,
but not with those words.

No, I must get to the office.

Someone's head
is going to roll.

Oh.

Are you here to escort me out?

How apt that the woman
who left me without an ally

in this family conflict
should show me the door.

You're moving out?

I'm sorry.
I didn't know you were leaving.

Well, truth be told, I'm elated,
like a prisoner paroled.

But rather than shuffling off

with a plastic bag
of personal effects,

I'm taking my first editions.

Conrad, I --
I'd like to explain myself.

Yeah?
What's to explain?

When you held that news conference
and you threw Lydia under the bus,

you destroyed
my last chance at happiness.

I had to protect
my own chance at happiness.

I won't lose Daniel.

Tamerlane by Edgar Allan Poe.

This is one of the very few
copies left in existence.

In the poem,
a warlord reaches the conclusion

that love is
more fulfilling than power.

What a fool.

When your paramour betrays you,
as Daniel will,

come find me at the South Fork.

I'll be running my wartime
operations from there.

That's for you to keep.

Mrs. Grayson,

Ms. LeMarchal's
calling for Daniel.

She said it's urgent.
Should I wake him?

That's his wife's job.

Daniel?

Margaux called.
There's a crisis at work.

We can't avoid
each other forever.

Let's talk.

All right, come in.

What do you want to chat about?
The weather?

How I slept last night?

'Cause I didn't.
Not much, anyway.

That about does it for me.

What's new with you?

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I'd love to go
to Aunt Gina's jewelry party.

Just, the thing is,
work has me slammed right now.

Ma, please don't say
I'm blowing you off. I...

Uh, look, I've got to hop.

A customer's giving
me the stink-eye.

It's one thing
to deliver a wake-up call

to my husband and his mistress,

but I have too much self-respect
to watch you lounge by our pool.

You have to go now.

Well, Daniel asked me to stay,
and I'm sticking by him.

I won't let you
destroy my marriage.

Don't you think this is sad,
Emily?

For you, I mean.
He doesn't love you.

Oh, that's a cheap shot, Sara.

I'm trying to handle
this with dignity.

After pulling
the most pathetic stunt ever?

Faking a pregnancy
to lock a guy down.

Daniel's pushing
his boundaries with me.

And after the pain I caused,
it's understandable.

Right now your earthiness
is what's catching his eye,

- but you don't fit in here.
- I'm actually proud of that.

Until people find out about you
and start judging him.

Because I'm trash?
Is that what you're saying?

Excuse me.

- A glass of Cristal, please.
- Right away.

Aiden, I am fine
with you living here

and I've even grown to enjoy

our killer-and-the-tech-wiz
Odd Couple dynamic.

But you have a lot of nerve
inviting a perfect stranger to crash here, too.

Slow down, Felix.
I don't know what you're talking about.

Then go check with
your new roomie, roomie.

I thought you were staying
at your father's loft.

You mean the place
where he was murdered?

I can't sleep there.
It gives me nightmares.

So, when Emily called
this morning to ask me for help

with her wound care,
I decided to pack up my things.

- And make yourself at home here.
- Yeah, it'll be nice.

So, you --
You attended to Emily.

- What's the news?
- Physically, she's gonna be fine.

I think it was finding out she can't have children
that hit her the hardest.

I can't imagine
she opened up to you.

She... doesn't really
do that to strangers.

She has to me.

We've spoken
about all sorts of things.

- Does she know about us?
- As in how we're back together, you mean?

No.

If I told her that,
I'd just be bragging.

I thought I could avenge my father's death
by myself, but I can't.

I need you to help me.

What's the problem?

He was your mentor.

Which is why I'm in.

"Aware of the bad blood
between Thorne and Lydia Davis,

"Conrad Grayson
took the pre-meditated step

"of buying
his mistress a handgun

and welcoming her aboard
the honeymoon yacht."

That sentence did not exist
when I signed off on the final copy.

The last person to handle the book
was my assistant editor, Jessica Roche.

- She's responsible.
- Yeah, well, get her ass in here.

She's gone --
Suddenly picked up and moved to Europe.

She sabotaged us, Daniel,
and believe me, when I find her --

- Margaux LeMarchal?
- Oui?

Merci.

Oh, great.

Conrad is suing Voulez for libel.

My father
planted the false content.

He paid Jessica off.
I'm sure of it.

- Why?
- We had a fight.

The bastard said
he was coming after me.

- I said, "Bring it."
- That was a reckless move.

Yeah, well, I didn't think I had
anything else left to lose.

Seems he thought of one thing.

Darling, we're late forght
our meeting with Libby Wells.

Yeah, I called her studio
and canceled that appointment.

Jimmy Brennan?

Heard of him?

I hadn't heard of him, but if I'm to believe
what's in this police report,

he may also go by
"dear old Dad."

It's true.

My father showed up at the
orphanage that you dumped me at.

Instead of being allowed to see his son,
he was cited for trespassing.

I got shipped off to a family
in Ohio the very next day.

Whoever gave you this
information wanted to hurt you.

Who was it?

- Was it Nolan?
- You know what? I'll ask the questions here.

- When did you meet him?
- When I was 15.

- Was he your boyfriend?
- No.

We were together once.

There are 32 Jimmy Brennans
in the tri-state area.

I'm hoping one of them's mine.
Take a look.

He was not a father,
not the kind you deserved.

Yeah, well, you know what?

That's my decision to make.

Daniel? Why am I learning
from Bitsy Hopkins,

who heard from her maid,
that you have a friend staying over,

one who sips champagne
at my swimming pool?

I really don't care what some old bat
from across the road is saying,

not when my own father is
trying to sue me into oblivion.

Yes, I'm aware,
and I'm here if you need me.

You're poking a dangerous bear,
though.

I can handle Dad.

I'm talking about Emily.

She's waging psychological
warfare on this family.

You are foolishly taunting her
with your infidelity.

Well, after the hell
that bitch has put me through,

she deserves to have
her nose rubbed in it.

It's a fine strategy
if it's just the two of you,

but you brought Sara
onto this battlefield.

She is a soft target.
Emily will crush her.

I know because I dismantled
Conrad's first wife

in a similar manner.

Well, I appreciate the concern,

but I'll dismantle mine my way,

limb by limb.

Nothing like a little retail therapy.
Sorry for the mess.

Yeah, you'll be
cleaning it up yourself.

I fired the staff.

What?

"What?"

Grayson dirty laundry is getting
aired through the maid chain.

I questioned the servants,
and when no one stepped forward,

I had to axe the whole team.

That wasn't fair, Daniel.

For 25 years,
not a single employee

violated their
confidentiality agreements.

Now suddenly they're gossiping
because Sara spent the night?

God.

The fact that you still think
I'm an idiot makes me laugh.

Do you want to know
what I really think, Daniel?

I ask myself over and over again,
"Why did he cheat?"

And let's be honest --
We both know you strayed

long before you learned
the truth about me

on our wedding night.

What made you lose interest,
huh?

I'm not doing all of this
because I'm a bored housewife.

I'm fighting to win you back.

Really?

I've been ruminating
on your powers of deception,

and I realized
that everything you say

is hidden behind fake concern
or a phony smile.

In fact, if anything else
suspicious happens around here,

I'll know you're behind it.

And just like today,
other people will pay the price

until you finally realize

that there's no place for you
in my life and you leave.

Is that him?

Dad!

- Hey, kiddo!
- How you doing?

Grrrr!

Okay, kiddo, go!
Go! Here! Boom!

Why have you never asked me
about my adoptive family?

The only way I could survive letting you go
was to imagine you happy.

Well...
Here's the reality.

Ed and Barbara Osbourne
were my parents.

I-I don't really, uh,
remember much about her.

She died when I was 4.

And after that,
Dad married Anne.

Anne didn't give a damn
about me, so...

Neither did he.

To feel that kind of
rejection from your --

your father makes you feel like,
um...

It made me feel like there
was something wrong with me...

No...

Something, uh...

Something bad, unlovable.

I still do.

Oh, no! He's coming in!
He's coming in!

Which way -- Ohh! I got him!
He's gonna slam him! Boom!

It could have been different.

Hi. It's so good
to see you.

Mm. You too.

Yeah, I would have
stopped by sooner,

but I had to make sure
that Patty cakes

and his moms
were off-site.

Damn, girl.
What is with all the zeroes?

Daniel tried to
put me in my place

by firing
the house staff today.

The least I can do is cover their salaries...
and then some.

Your husband's...
kind of a hole.

He even has Sara sleeping over.

He's trying to chase me away.

You know, with the leverage
the guy's gunplay gave you,

it's not like he can just
ask for a divorce.

It's a risk
that he just might take.

He loves Sara,
so Sara's got to go.

Mm, another day,
another breakup.

You're not even
gonna ask about Aiden?

- How is he?
- He's one of the reasons I wanted to stop by.

- I meant what I said. We can't be together.
- No, no, no.

I'm not here on his behalf.

I want to cut him loose, too.

I only let him stay with me
because you asked me to.

But now with Niko
in the picture

making Big Ben chime
every hour on the hour, ugh,

- they need to find their own love shack.
- They're together?

You didn't know?
I didn't realize...

Where are you going?

I just --
I can't sit still any longer.

Emily?

Emily?

Emily?

What are you doing here?

I...

Emily?

What's going on?

I-I was looking
for Nolan.

Are you okay?

You...
You seem unsteady.

Oh, just, uh,
since my head injury...

I'm getting a little dizzy sometimes.
It's -- It's nothing.

I need to get home.
I-I had no intention of seeing you.

No. You wait.
I've got things to say to you.

I can't have this
conversation right now.

Look, I understand you got hurt,
but you don't just get to abandon me

without hearing
my side of things.

Look, I can't forget about
the future we planned together.

Okay? And neither can you.
W-why else would you be coming here,

- giving me mixed signals? You're conflicted.
- No, I'm not.

If you walk out of here,
this is over.

You're gonna have to live
with your choice.

Like your choice to screw Niko?

We know it was you
who planted the misinformation.

First libel, now slander?

I would watch my words if I were you,
Ms. LeMarchal.

Cut the crap, Dad. Only you would
malign yourself just to screw me over.

Okay.
How do we fix this?

I'm willing to drop my suit
just as soon as you fire my son.

What are you trying to pull?

Just something
the French call a coup d'etat.

My sources inform me that
there's a clause in Daniel's contract

that allows you to buy back
his shares in Voulez.

I would, in turn,
purchase them from you

at twice the market value.

If you think we're gonna cave
to your threats, you have --

I'll do it.

Margaux.

This is not about negotiating.

He's out to destroy you,
and I won't allow my success

or my family's reputation
to be killed in the crossfire.

You want to get in bed
with the devil?

Clearly, I can't stop you.

I assume Satan
will want the corner office.

I have no desire
to punch a clock --

Just my boy.

What is this?

Where's Aiden?

I don't know.

We were supposed to have dinner,
but he's gone.

No call, no text, just gone.

Doesn't it bother you
when people are inconsiderate?

Yeah...
Niko, it does.

And, uh...

Look, while I was hoping to chew this fat
with your boo present,

uh, I think it's time I just
ripped off the band-aid.

O...M-G.

I'm studying my father's autopsy
for the first time.

The authorities were unclear
as to the murder weapon,

but those stab wounds
tell a tale.

They were made by a katana --
His katana.

How can you be so sure?

Because it traveled everywhere with him
and now it's not in his loft.

I think the killer stole it.

And I will hunt him
to the ends of the earth.

In the meantime,
I'm practicing separating skin from flesh.

Was there something
you wanted to say to me?

- It can wait.
- Okay.

You're home!

I have a surprise.

I stopped by your full gourmet
kitchen for a snack earlier.

Nobody was there,
so I started puttering around,

and next thing you know...

Everything's from scratch.

Caprese salad, pasta primavera,

and pistachio gelato
for dessert.

And after dinner,
our Italian theme continues

with Roman Holiday
in the screening room.

Why, you're very sweet.

What's wrong?

My father had me
ousted from Voulez.

Danny...

What's going on lately, huh?

Just seems like
you can't catch a break.

Are you kidding me?

I just caught
the biggest break of my life --

You.

I don't know. I-I-I just can't
be in this house right now.

Everything reminds me of him.

Okay, well, let's go out.
Anywhere you want.

Okay...

Italy.

Seriously?

Uh, what about keeping up
appearances for your marriage?

What about Emily?

I don't care about
either of those things.

Tomorrow, you and I
are gonna hop on the jet

and take a Roman holiday
of our own.

Come on.

You shouldn't
have followed me here.

Well, after I saw you steal away from the house,
you left me no choice.

Those guys over there
work for Jimmy.

I, uh, called
his construction company

pretending to be a roofer
looking for a job.

It wasn't hard to find
his favorite watering hole.

All right, before you make
contact with that man,

there are things I have to
tell you about him.

I don't really want to hear it.

There have been too many times
since we've reconnected

that you've punted
this conversation.

I want to meet
my father on my terms,

not through
your impressions of him.

So, please...

...just go.

Excuse me.

You...

Relax, honey.

Hey.

- It's okay. Shh, shh! It's okay.
- Take me out of here, please.

Come on.
Let's go, come on.

Thank you.

Did you know, deep down,
I hate tea?

My mother was a fan
of instant coffee.

She was a vulgar woman
who murdered her lover

when I was 15 and forced me
to take the blame.

When I released back
to her custody...

She stood by as another one
of her boyfriends...

...molested me.

After she threw me out,

I made myself drink
Fortnum's Earl Grey

as a way to forget about my past
and seem more upper-crust.

What did Jimmy Brennan
do to you?

Well, as I told you,
he lived down the hall.

I was a child
pretending to be an adult,

desperate
to re-create myself.

Jimmy was like a big brother,
a few years older than I,

and he always watched over me.

So, when a fuse blew
one day in my apartment,

I didn't think twice about following him
down to the basement

to help him fix it.

He kisses me...
And I say, "No, we're just friends,"

and I try to pull away.

And he has this look
on his face like a monster.

He punches me,

and I raise my arms
to cover my face

to mask my shame
and my confusion,

because I had worked so hard.

I did everything to change myself,
and I...

I knew he could
still see the victim.

And he pushes my face
into the cold concrete

and he whispers,
"Relax, honey."

Over and over and over.

A-all I could do...

Was focus on the pilot light
underneath the water heater...

...and wait for him to be done.

The day you were delivered,
they put you in my arms

and you heard my voice and
you looked straight in my eyes.

And I felt this calm.

There was nothing
of Jimmy in you.

You were from me
and no one else.

And we were happy.

Then why did you, um...

He started stalking me,
so we, uh...

We ran from
apartment to apartment

until there was
nowhere else to go.

And then
this miracle happened --

A scholarship to Paris.

Painful as it was,

I knew it was the only way
I could protect us both.

When I took you
to Sister Rebecca,

I told her that Jimmy
might come for you,

and she vowed to keep you away
from him at any cost.

The truth...

I didn't know
what to do with it.

Withholding it from you
caused such anguish.

But how could revealing it
not cause you more?

Patrick.

Do not let these circumstances

define you the way
I let them define me.

- Hey.
- Hey.

How's the magazine?

You sort out how those lies
got in there?

- Still sorting.
- Yeah?

I would rather not bore you
with the details.

I'm just glad to be home.

Well, I'm glad
that you feel this is home.

- What is all this?
- I've been house hunting.

Where will you move to?

Ideally, um, someplace close...

With a yard, um...

With you.

You've said that you love
waking up where we are.

Well...

I love you.

And I know it seems sudden,
but if I've learned anything,

it's that life is too short
and happiness is fleeting.

I think that
we make a great team,

and a home --
a real home --

should be someplace
that we start together.

Say something.
I'm swinging for the fences here.

I love you, too.

I love you, too.

This was taken by
a bank security camera

across from your father's loft
the night of his murder.

Who is he?

Gregor Hoffman,

the one who planted the bomb
at Grayson Global last year.

Your father was onto him.
I think Hoffman realized it.

I reached out to my contacts,
and one came back with a cellphone ping,

proving that Hoffman
is alive and well

and living in Moscow.

So I got you a flight.

It leaves tonight.

You're not coming with me.

My father trained you
to be what you are today.

You loved him.
You --

But you love Emily more.

Come on.

I'll take you to Nolan's.
You can pack.

Whatever we need,
we'll buy when we get there,

including the luggage
to bring it all home.

Hey, how about one of those
Louis Vuitton trunks?

Oh, it's Italy.
I'm going Gucci, baby.

Sara Marie.

Ma.
We, um...

H-how are you here?

Well, when you refused
to engage with me, Sara,

I didn't know what else to do.

So, this is where you've been

when you tell me
you're at work?

You're lying to your family,

sneaking around with this...
Prince?

- If I could just explain --
- You don't talk to me.

Now, I don't know
how you manipulated

my smart,
self-sufficient girl,

but I won't forget
the hell you put her through,

and I did not nurse you
back to health

to see you become this person,

- this home-wrecker.
- No, it's not like that. Danny and I love each other.

So you can do
whatever you want?

She almost died, and here you are,
moving in on her man.

That girl is snowing you.
She's a menace.

She ruined Danny's life.

No, our problems didn't start

until you came back
into his world.

Come on, Sara, we're leaving.

Ma.

Look, I love you,

but you've got to mind
your own business.

You are no longer
a daughter of mine.

Good luck, sweetheart.

I'm sorry for your pain.

Come here.
Come here.

I'm sorry
I made us miss our flight.

Oh, that's the beauty
of flying private.

Our departure time
is whenever we want.

I, uh --
I was thinking,

I wanted to
reach out to your mom.

- I want to explain our side of things.
- Yeah, it won't work.

I'll -- I'll get a divorce.
I-I'll phone my attorney tomorrow --

No, Emily is never letting you go,
Danny.

She destroyed my relationship
with my mother,

and that was just
her first swing at me.

- Then we'll swing back.
- My mom was right.

This isn't me.

I got swept up in something, and --
and -- and I want out.

Goodbye, Daniel.

Mission accomplished?

Niko bought it.
She's in there gathering her things.

I have to admit,
I'm surprised you were willing

to doctor
that information for me.

You mean...

Surprised that I would help
cover your guilt?

Aiden, life's complicated,

as are things
between you and Emily.

I am worried about her, Ross.

The Emily that left me
is not the one that I know.

Something is off.

Really?

Because when I saw her,
she seemed back to normal.

What do you think is wrong?

I'm not certain.

Maybe you can get to the bottom of it
when I'm out of your hair

and Niko is chasing
Hoffman's dead-end trail.

It's not a dead end.
She'll find Hoffman.

That wasn't the plan.

The man killed Declan Porter.

You said you wanted your
Femme Nikota to taste vengeance.

Well, this way she will...

And justice will be served.

Straight up.

Many believe there is
no such thing as too much love.

That its warmth is a comfort
from which we never tire.

But when love turns to obsession,
it consumes itself.

The flame that nourished
becomes angry, merciless,

an all-consuming blaze...

...leaving us confused
by the chill in the air

and the hate left behind.

Sara left me.

Mm.

Is this what you wanted?

To break me?

Is this what you wanted?!

I told you
I was gonna fight for us.

Are you insane?
There will never be an us!

Thanks to you, I'm dead inside.

So am I!
We did this to each other, Daniel.

You took from me, so I took from you.
Don't you see?

We belong together.

Unh!

Sterilizing you was
my gift to the universe.

Oh, good.
You're awake.

You were marvelous last night,
Mrs. Grayson.

Until our next rendezvous.

How was the flight
from California?

- Smooth.
- It's funny.

When they told me
who I was meeting,

I was expecting to see
the former governor's wife.

Hardly.
I'm the first Mrs. Grayson.

Well, you know what they say --
Nothing beats the original.

I think so, too.

Sync, corrected by icephoenix
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