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[theme music playing]

[ship horn blows]

Mateo! No, no, this is all wrong.

Mateo! Mateo!

Why are you bothering with stud reinforcement

when these floors needed to be done three days ago?

Mr. Crawley, we've already cut so many corners.

The structural integrity of this building is dangerous.

I don't care. Just get it done. Time is money.

[rumbling]

[electricity crackling]

[man] Mateo, we got a problem.

[people shouting]

[panting]

[people screaming]

That man killed my father.

Jason Crawley, he faced no charges after four workers died

when his first building collapsed.

This is my father, Mateo.

He's one of the men that was killed in the Lantern Building.

Hi, uh, my name is Harry Wilson, and I'd like to talk to you about Mateo Navarro.

[Isabella] Tio Xavi!

Sorry about my uncle.

He worked at the Lantern Building with my dad,

but wasn't onsite the day it collapsed.

My dad knew that building was unsafe.

He filed multiple complaints, but Mr. Crawley just ignored him.

And somehow those complaints just mysteriously disappeared

- from Crawley's files? - Yeah.

Covered the whole thing up.

Nothing could make up for my dad's death.

And that's exactly what we got: nothing.

The only reason we're not homeless is because Tio Xavi gets disability.

I don't want money or revenge.

I just don't want this to happen again.

I want Jason Crawley to be held responsible.

Outrage across the city as criminal charges

against owner Jason Crawley stemming from the collapse of his latest project

have been dismissed due to lack of evidence.

[grunts]

While an associated civil case would have a lower bar of proof,

without clear evidence proving negligence,

that litigation would be unlikely to produce new evidence,

or a settlement.

Listen, I'm all for taking initiative,

but we usually let our clients find us.

Tell me that this doesn't merit justice.

Three years ago, the Lantern Building collapsed, killing four workers.

Despite rumors of negligence, as we can see, Jason Crawley skated.

No criminal charges, no civil lawsuit.

Yeah. How'd he pull that off?

He had an army of lawyers, but more importantly,

he moved up the date of his wedding. Go ahead.

Society darling Krista Moore-Crawley.

Old money family, posh education,

she did a year at the Royal College of Art in London,

so she thinks she has taste.

Krista's family connections ensured that any complaints

or municipal investigations proving negligence would go missing,

and Krista's family money propped up Jason's real estate business.

Word is in this partnership, Jason's the salesman,

but Krista's the brains.

A power imbalance, we can work with that.

The happy couple is about to open their new building: Axios Tower.

You got the blueprints this time. Good job.

Yeah. I had to level up my game.

So you just give me the plans?

So, basically, all we have to do is prove that Jason's been negligent on this tower

and alert the authorities.

There's only one problem with that.

According to those plans, that's the safest building in America.

The foundation's double secured, the supports are triple that of standard.

I mean, this thing could withstand the apocalypse.

Well, he spent the money 'cause he's living in this one.

It's like the Klingon metaphor goes... [speaks Klingon]

"Even a fool buys stone for his house."

Hardison bet me that I couldn't learn the language. He lost.

Did he?

That cost is the reason most developers skimp on safety: it's expensive.

His margins must be razor-thin.

- Do we have financial records? - Yep.

Uh, in addition to the building,

the Crawleys have about ten million dollars in various accounts.

They only have ten million? Yikes.

That sentence hurts my brain.

That's their soft spot.

The Crawleys bought far more building than they could afford

and had to borrow hundreds of millions of dollars to finance it.

Something goes wrong with even one of those loans,

they don't have enough cash on hand to cover it.

Yeah, but that's just hitting him in the wallet.

I mean, guys like Jason can find money anytime they want.

No, I promised Isabella real, criminal justice.

Which is why you should always talk to us before you talk to the client.

We'll do what we can.

There's a new lead banker assigned to the Crawleys' loans.

Adrienne Bisset.

Chances are they've never met her.

Parker, how's your French?

C'est magnifique.

It's magnifique.

[woman on recording] Breathe in deeply. You are alive.

Breathe out. Let go.

- Breathe in. Grateful. - [phone rings]

The sun warms you. Breathe out. Relax.

- [phone continues ringing] - [sighs]

You got Jason.

[Parker, French accent] Monsieur Crawley.

Adrienne Bisset, Versailles International Credit.

In reviewing your loan filings, we have discovered some overages.

Uh, yes, yes, keeping a building up to code is expensive,

but our highest priority.

We'll see. I will be stopping by for an in-person inspection.

An in-person inspection? [chuckles]

Oui.

Wonderful, Ms. Bisset.

We look forward to showing you our beautiful building.

Au revoir.

Great. What if they find something wrong? We can't, I can't...

There's nothing to find. I made sure of it.

Hey.

Do your breathing.

Why am I the French one?

Because my American accent is better than yours.

[phone rings]

Versailles International Credit. Adrienne Bisset speaking.

[American accent] Hi there. This is Krista Crawley from Axios Tower.

My husband and I have a loan with you. We're gonna need more money.

And what will these funds be for?

To convert our regular floors into two sets of tiny floors.

Double the floors, double the rent.

You should come check it out.

The timing here has to be perfect.

While Jason gives Parker a tour of the completed areas,

Mr. Wilson and I will take the real Adrienne Bisset

on a tour of the incomplete areas which,

after some careful prep by Eliot and Breanna,

who will make it look like such a disaster,

it will force her to pull the loan.

Oh, I hate business clothes. They make me feel so starchy.

Why are we doing this at the same time?

[beeping]

Isn't it less risky to have Adrienne take her tour today

and have Parker go tomorrow?

Billing. Inspections like this are always billed to the client.

The Crawleys are gonna know exactly what time she takes off,

what time her car picks her up.

Besides, if it was easy, it wouldn't be fun.

All right, let's go steal a luxury development condo financier!

It doesn't work if you say it like that.

What do you mean? You guys act like there's rules to this,

but nobody ever explains what they are.

[sledgehammer pounding]

[Eliot] Hallway's renovated.

[Breanna] We should renovate the suite next.

Yeah.

Hello! You must be Adrienne.

[French accent] Oui, I am Adrienne.

Ooh, I hope this is worth the long flight from France.

Where I am from.

I hope so too! This way please.

[Harry] We're so sorry that the Crawleys couldn't make it.

We're the architects, and we'd love to take you on the tour.

[American accent] Bonjour.

And why are we going through the service entrance?

What? Oh, no, this is the private penthouse entrance.

We like to call it...

[both] Industrial chic.

Oh.

Shall we?

Of course.

Where are they?

Uh, the red is Harry and Sophie, the green is Parker.

And I'm in the elevator system.

Axios Tower is 20 state-of-the-art stories.

Plus triple-paned glass means no sound gets through.

Ah. Sound-proof glass. Very good.

Axios Tower, uh, is 20 state-of-the-art stories.

We halved the depth of all the walls. We saved a fortune.

It's a little noisy. But it really feels like you're in the city.

Oh.

If, God forbid, a fire should break out,

these controls are for our state-of-the-art fire-escape system.

On the roof, you can access a special spiraling chute

that will lower you to the ground level.

Plus a highly rated foam sprinkler system.

Hmm.

And if, God forbid, a fire should break out...

- We have one on every... - Mm-mm.

...almost every floor.

[elevator dings]

Ah. Interesting wall depth.

And the last stop, our furnished apartment.

Ah, Ms. Bisset, I presume.

I hope that you're enjoying your tour.

This is my amazing wife, Krista. She keeps me calm and smiling.

[chuckles] A pleasure.

Uh, Mr. Crawley, I have a schedule...

You know, I am certain that we have friends in common.

Did you graduate class of 2011 from the Sorbonne?

You know, I-I actually did a year at the Royal College of Art, so... [chuckles]

So I'm sure we know the same people.

[electricity crackling]

- [gasps] - It... it's a work in progress, we know.

Oh. Bonjour.

So I told the contractor, if they want overtime pay, bless their hearts...

[Breanna] Parker, you need to wrap 'em up.

...they can hire lawyers and sue us for it.

[Jason] You and me... The perfect team.

[chuckles]

Well, merci for protecting our investment, but I really must go.

Hey, uh, Sophie, Parker got delayed, but you're running a little bit ahead.

So you guys might cross.

Uh, uh, perhaps you'd like to come back and see our plans for a gym?

I-I have seen enough, merci!

Merci beaucoup, au revoir!

No!

Don't push.

Guys! Guys! You're about to be made!

[suspenseful music playing]

Excuse me.

Hey, big guy.

Harry Wilson, you old dog!

[chuckles] So Harry, what are you doing here?

Oh, you know, showing some high-end clients some high-end condos.

Oh. I heard you took a leave of absence from your firm?

[construction sounds]

A little jumpy, huh?

Loud noises bring back some pretty gnarly memories,

but, uh, nothing some truly spectacular off-brand European tranquilizers

can't help. [chuckles]

- Here. - No.

But hey, since you're here, I know if this building falls,

I'm with the guy that saved my ass the first time.

[nervous chuckle]

You should come over sometime, we can discuss your rich clients together.

That sounds like a plan.

All right then, see you around.

All right.

Something you forgot to mention?

I had a lot of clients at my old firm.

Some I'm less proud of than others.

It was my team that killed the case against Jason Crawley

after the collapse three years ago.

Wow. Talk about burying the lede.

You can't keep stuff like this from us. That's how mistakes are made.

I know. I just, you know...

I regret everything I did as part of that job.

And I saw a chance to make a little bit of it right.

We don't work for you, Mr. Wilson.

We're not your private crusade team.

You're too close to this.

I'm not even sure you should be on this con.

Wait, do we get a vote? Because I say we keep him.

Your screw-ups make me look good.

Okay, let's open it up to the floor.

Do we keep our Mr. Wilson on this con? Yay or nay.

The man's trying to make amends. That means something to me. He's in.

Parker?

[Parker] Yes.

But I reserve the right to push him off the roof if he screws up again.

She wouldn't really push me...

Thank you.

You stay. But no more surprises.

All right. What's next?

After today, Adrienne will shortly be pulling the Crawleys' loans.

That'll give 'em about a week to pay the loan back

before the bank seizes the building.

[Parker] So we wait a few days and boom, bankruptcy.

Yeah. Harry's right, though, they'll look for more money.

Why don't we throw some bait out there, make them ask us for the money.

We control them until it's too late.

Ohhh, hard dibs.

Guys, come on, I can do this. I'm ready.

Okay. But I do all the talking.

Well, I don't know why they're calling in the loan!

You have to tell me! Jason, you must have said something! Okay?

Look, I'm gonna make some calls.

No, no, no, no! Okay? I am going to handle it!

- Oh, Jason, please. - You're not going to do anything.

- I can take care... - [Sophie] All right.

Are you the owners of this building?

Sheila Blakely, business manager to the artistic elite.

And this is 6daze.

[hisses]

Six who?

Really? Bit behind the times.

6daze happens to be the hottest voice in anarchist-Marxist-hyperrealist

postmodernist street art.

Her retrospective at the Tate just wrapped up,

and she's looking to move to the States.

I like to think it captures the essence of American masculinity

challenged by the modern paradigm.

[Eliot] Is it ready?

What the hell? I stood over there for three hours for this?

You're right there, you center the piece.

My frickin' arm's tired!

[gasps] Ooh!

This painting really makes me consider the juxtaposition between chaos and order.

Thank you.

You really captured Eliot's soul, his inner conflicts laid bare.

Where?!

[grumbles]

You know what would make it really work pop...

I was thinking the same thing.

[grunts]

A sheik in Qatar just snapped up most of her work

from the Pompidou Centre in Paris,

so we're cash rich right now.

I gotta transition it into hard assets, so got any units up for grabs?

6daze? Ah. Of course I know who you are.

My husband may not be familiar, but I did a year at the Royal College of Art.

Well, blow me down with a feather.

It would be an honor to show you around.

- Oh. - Please.

This is the penthouse. Top floor, right above our own suite.

You'll need to install skylights, and an indoor skating rink.

She's mad about Yuzuru Hanyu.

And airlift in her favorite maple tree from Japan, and yeah.

That's a very big outlay.

Um... [chuckles]

Those museums she mentioned may mean nothing to you,

but I did a year at the Royal College of Art,

and once word gets out an artist of her caliber lives here,

we can double the price on every unit in the building!

It'd solve all of our loan problems.

So we'll need collateral, of course.

But I'm sure a business manager to the stars can get a letter of credit.

Mrs. Crawley, bunch of calls for you in the main office.

Wow, this really is our day.

Jason, could you?

6daze says she likes the place.

She wants to make a deal.

Great. Me too.

But, um, my wife is right, we would require a letter of credit.

I'll get on the blower to the bank, but it's gonna take about two weeks.

Time which, uh, gives her time to change her mind.

You know, these artists, they can be a bit fickle.

Oh, right. Um, not... Not before the end of the month?

No, not possible.

Stupid, isn't it?

I mean, the sales of her last piece alone

could buy the ten top stories of this building.

But please convey our apologies to your good wife

that you were unable to close that deal.

Whoa, whoa, wait a minute.

Um, I'm sure a contract promising the profits from her next sale

would be just as good.

If you can get it within a day.

[playful music playing]

[phone rings]

[Jason] Hello?

Ah, Ms. Blakely. Just accepting delivery of the Japanese Maple right now.

This thing is way more expensive than I thought.

Yeah, mate, about that, sorry, but, uh,

6daze has just accepted an artist's residency in Reykjavik,

so we won't be moving into the building.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no. Hold on a second. Listen to me.

You can't do that, okay?

You can't do that because we have a contract!

Contract Law 101: you can get away with anything if you bury it well enough.

By the time they read this, it'll be too late to replace it.

Let's put this trigger clause behind Article XXVII: The Balcony Pool

and Article XXVIII: Drone Law.

This contract? Did you even read it? It lets them walk whenever they want!

We just wasted most of the week!

We can't get financing from anyone else in time!

Why do bad things always happen to me?

Jason, look at me! I'm not going to let us fail.

Now, I'm gonna go make my phone call.

[bangs desk]

[sighs]

Do you know the name Al-Abadi?

An influential Saudi family whose daughter was Krista's college roommate.

They just became shadow partners in the tower.

I told you, guys like Jason always find money.

We lost.

A party? Why'd they invite you?

Because I'm a fixer.

Jason needs his hand held with the Al-Abadis to sign the deal.

Mr. Wilson. You've been invited to a party.

We never say no to parties.

This party has to be such a fiasco that the Al-Abadis flee without signing a deal.

They're pretty tight with Krista.

So we undermine their faith in Jason, by undermining his faith in the tower.

We already know from the blueprints that he's paranoid about another collapse,

and Mr. Wilson has tipped us off about his reaction to loud noises.

Add to the stress of being within hours of losing his company, he's primed.

Breanna?

Right. So the Crawleys' apartment is your basic luxury blah blah blah.

I figure we rig the living room furniture

and place rumble packs in the office.

What's this?

[Sophie] Parker!

[Breanna] That's a targeted subsonic projector.

It interferes with the fluid in your inner ear.

The vibrations give you vertigo.

Cool.

Oh.

Yeah, you might wanna...

Dial that down a bit, yeah.

Thank you. [sighs]

Now, the radio signal won't necessarily reach from the food truck,

so I'm thinking we need another place.

Wait. What about the suite above the Crawleys right there?

We could set up a control room there.

Uh, the office is a little tricky, but I don't see why...

Wait, the con plays out at dinner with Mr. Wilson. Why the office?

'Cause that's where the safe is.

On my tour, I noticed that the wall depth is off.

Room for a wall safe.

It's not part of the plan.

If Jason's got evidence from the building collapse

that could bring him to justice, that's where it'll be.

If. No, the safe is a fishing expedition. It could be worthless.

And it could endanger the team.

Mr. Wilson, this con requires you to focus.

Please?

It'll take five minutes, in and out. [clears throat]

If it takes six, we bail.

[playful music playing]

Wait. Who are you?

I'm the head chef to the caterer.

Would you care to approve the menu?

Oh. Cassolette d'escargots de Bourgogne!

Excellent choice.

Oh, your taste is very discerning, your accent impeccable.

Have you been abroad?

[chuckles] I did a year at the Royal College of Art in London.

Well, one can tell.

[blows]

Sir. Someone delivered that, no one was here, so...

Oh, right, it's for my wife.

I'm not tipping you.

That's no problem.

[neck cracks]

Are you sure you can handle this?

Oh, if there's one thing I know, it's how to schmooze dirtbags.

But not how to fasten cufflinks, apparently.

You've been doing that for 90 seconds.

Oh, maybe I am a little bit nervous.

You know, I used to go to these parties and just become this person that I hate.

That's why you didn't tell us about your connection to the Crawleys.

When my team killed the case against Jason,

my firm gave me a bonus check.

And I was...

Ashamed?

Proud.

I did my job and I did it well.

And I guess I just didn't want you to look at me and know that.

You're not that person anymore.

And that speaks volumes.

Tonight, you're playing a role.

And your team needs you to perform.

I won't let you down.

See that you don't, our Mr. Wilson.

[suspenseful music playing]

Krista, this is beautiful.

Oh, thank you! See, I knew that you would love it.

Tell me how I can help you.

Well, hopefully I can talk you into being more than tenants.

This tower is going to revitalize New Orleans real estate,

and make its investors a lot of money.

Feeds are up and we are live.

And the sound?

I got speakers ready in the office, on the roof, everywhere.

[rumbling]

Hey, look. We're gonna mess this guy up pretty hard.

Are we the bad guys here?

Oh, yeah.

Never forget that, Breanna.

We're not heroes. We're just necessary.

Mr. Wilson, when you arrive, screen the others.

For what it's worth, we all got regrets.

You'll move past it.

How did you learn to live with what you've done?

I decided not to care.

I didn't care who I hurt. Who paid me.

When Nate put this team together,

I thought it was one and done, that I'd go back to that.

But Sophie, Parker,

Hardison, and Nathan Ford

showed me there was another way.

And little by little, you get a piece of your soul back.

Ain't that right, Parker?

[Parker] Absolutely.

[elevator dings]

- How's it going? - Good evening, sir.

Hey, there he is.

Jason. Thanks for having me.

You kidding? You literally saved my life. You're the reason I'm not in prison.

[suspenseful music playing]

So, uh, it's a nice place you have here.

[Sophie] Nice work. Now set the scene, find the safe.

All right. First step is a custom rumble pack

I modded to deliver five times the standard impact.

I call him Little Bucky.

Aww. Little Bucky.

Everybody, meet Harry Wilson.

Best legal fixer in the country.

My wife, and the Al-Abadis.

Jason has told me a lot about you.

He said that you retired?

Oh, only mostly. I still protect my most important clients' money.

So you're an accountant?

Not exactly.

Let's say that you have a company and you receive a government stimulus package.

An accountant would advise you to open up an off-shore account.

Of course.

Well... oh, thank you very much.

I would advise you to open up a shell corp in Ireland, manage it out of Bermuda,

then license a product from your company to the shell corp

and route the royalties through Bermuda,

where you enjoy zero percent tax on the profits you pay to yourself.

Like I said, best in the country.

Whoa. Harry was a good bad guy.

Parker, have you located that safe?

You can run but you can't hide.

Hello, new friend.

Uh-oh. New friend has an iris scanner.

Gonna need Jason's eyeball.

- I'll go find some chopsticks. - [Sophie] Why?

Uh, wait, wait.

Parker, do you think you can find a high-res photo of Jason on his computer?

[sighs]

Keep stalling, Mr. Wilson.

Oh, get out of Nauru. You gotta get out of Nauru.

Anything you're doing in Nauru, you can do in Taiwan.

What, uh, would it take to get you out of retirement?

Um, actually, I need a crostino.

[chuckles]

You know, hors d'oeuvres is French for "outside the work."

Keep them engaged until Parker has that safe open.

I just need a second.

You don't have a second.

Your jaw is tense, your hand is shaking. You're ashamed.

And you're letting it get in the way.

Let's talk Liechtenstein.

[Breanna] So iris scanners are easy to fool with,

as long as the iris itself is above 75 pixels.

[beeps, unlocks]

I'm in.

I still think chopsticks would work, though.

And it's a bust.

Just a bunch of receipts and Lawson Workman's Comp?

What? The Crawleys are paying their crews' medical benefits?

Doesn't seem like them.

Well, it's definitely not a smoking gun. I'm sorry.

Oh, man, you are killing it!

Am I?

I told Krista you were the perfect guy to invite.

The Al-Abadis love you, they want you to help negotiate the deal.

You are really riding to my rescue, just like after the tower collapse

and that foreman got himself killed.

That foreman had a name.

Don't.

Mateo Navarro.

But you don't remember.

'Cause you didn't have to read the death certificate.

You didn't have to let the family know that

because they didn't have a green card, they wouldn't be compensated.

No. That's what my well-paid legal team was for.

We did a good job.

All so that you could play victim at a dinner party.

Liam!

My friend Harry here isn't feeling too well.

See him to his car.

I'll show myself out.

Congratulations, Mr. Wilson. You just got yourself burned.

Get out of there. You're off the con.

[elevator dings]

I know, I screwed up.

Eliot and Parker are now exposed

because they were trying to find your white whale,

and you can't help them.

You're officially out of second chances, Mr. Wilson.

And you're not graded on a curve, Ms. Casey.

Yeah, that last name thing, that's kinda spooky.

Let's not do that anymore.

Losing our Mr. Wilson means that we can't control things as directly.

But we've prepped. We just have to execute.

Harry was so sorry to miss dinner, but I told him,

"Your daughter calls, she needs you, go."

Oh. Jason is all about family.

As are we. So, uh, shall we discuss the terms of this partnership?

Act one. Mr. Crawley's senses begin to betray him.

So when I first built this place, I wanted to make sure...

All those first-person shooter games with Hardison are about to pay off now.

[dishes clatter]

Sorry about that.

- [nervous laugh] - I was just...

I was just a... Just a little unsteady there.

Anyway, as I was saying, when I first built this place...

Oh! [nervous laugh]

Is, uh, is something wrong?

You really didn't feel that?

No.

The whole floor shook.

It's nothing. It's nothing.

Maybe just a little too much champagne?

Yeah. [chuckles] You know what? That must be it.

You know what? I just, uh...

I just remembered I need something in my office.

[nervous laugh]

Act two. Mr. Crawley's subconscious is triggered

by the physical cues of the first collapse.

He questions whether his tower really is as safe as he thinks it is.

Let us give him his answer.

[exhales deeply] Just chill out. This place is safe.

You built this place safe.

[nervous laugh]

[computer beeps]

[beeping]

[elevator dings]

Where's Parker?

Okay. There's video recordings of the building's camera in the security office,

so I asked her to pull them just in case.

Good planning. Breanna.

[beeping]

[beeps]

[beeping]

Okay.

[phone rings]

It's about time you called me back, I've been leaving messages, okay?

I know you wanted to cut costs because your husband was overbuilding,

but I have reviewed the plans.

You cut too much!

Especially in the foundation, okay? It's a substandard pour.

I've reviewed the plans and I sent them back over,

and I sent back over the receipt.

Just cut me a check and leave me out of it!

No.

No.

[rumbling]

[Jason] Oh, no.

No, this can't happen.

This can't be.

This isn't happening. This isn't happening.

Ah, not to brag, but did I nail this mix or what?!

That is most definitely a brag.

Go on. Give Bucky a twirl.

Okay.

[typing]

[beeping]

Come on, Bucky.

[rumbling intensifies]

Jason, what is going on?

What happened to you? What, are you drunk?

The tower is falling down because of you!

If Sana and her father heard you say that, we would lose everything!

You went behind my back and hired terrible contractors

that did a terrible job!

Oh, Jason. I don't know where these came from.

You always say you're gonna fix things and I tell you no,

but you don't listen and you know better,

but I'm the one who almost died, I'm the one who almost went to prison!

Jason, breathe!

Do it!

[breathes loudly]

Sit down.

Okay.

Jason, that happened.

But the people who are dead are dead.

They don't matter.

We matter.

We are here, and we are so close to a deal.

But you are a little high strung right now.

So please, calm down,

clean yourself up,

and stay out of sight.

[sighs] So Jason, uh, has a migraine.

Yeah, he just works too hard, he is so committed.

But he said we should keep going without him.

No need. We have discussed it and...

And we accept!

Oh! That is wonderful! Wonderful!

Okay, uh, well, let's go to the office and...

You know what? Actually, I will run down to the sales office

and I'll get the paperwork.

Our plan is working.

Uh, we're running out of time.

Eliot. Act Three, please.

No, no. Have fun.

There you are!

The building's coming down and he doesn't tell his guests?

This guy's more selfish than I anticipated.

Hey, guys? Wait, wait, look.

He's headed for the roof.

Wait. The building is collapsing and he's going up?

Mr. Wilson, earn it back.

[suspenseful music playing]

Uh, guys, not to make matters worse,

but I can't find Krista on any of the cams.

So the deal closes, I get half in the divorce,

- and then we are free. - Oh!

Uh...

Well, she was hiding something.

The business manager and the chef and... and...

6daze.

Yes! You're together?

And you're trying to sink this deal!

Take care of them.

- [both grunting] - Oh!

Hit him again!

[suspenseful music playing]

Jason! Jason! You don't have to do this!

[elevator dings]

Jason just ran by.

Yeah, we, uh, we realized that the paperwork is at our lawyer's!

So he's running there now to get it,

but he's going to meet us at this wonderful little nightclub I know!

[both grunting]

Oh, this is so much better in person!

- [groans] - Ow!

I mean, I heard the stories, but this!

Hey, not now.

[both grunting]

- [grunts] - Hey, hey. Don't do that.

Okay, I got a little bit out of my lane right there.

[grunts]

He's got two sticks.

[grunts]

[whimpers]

Hey. Hey.

[groans]

[groans]

- [rumbling] - Hey, hey, hey!

Turn if off!

I can't! It's broken!

[Eliot] We're pushing him too far!

[suspenseful music playing]

[Harry] Jason!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Uh, Jason just escaped down some kind of a chute thing.

And these controls are for our state-of-the-art fire-escape system.

On the roof, you can access a special spiraling chute

that will lower you to the ground level.

Wait, that chute thing is real?!

I'm gonna go after him.

Oh, God!

[screams]

[suspenseful music playing]

He's gone. It's over.

No, there's still the finale.

Parker, did you get the call?

Well, Adrienne, I hope you can tell the folks at Versailles

that their investment is in good hands.

[French accent] Actually, I will be leaving Versailles soon

for something more clandestine.

I think you could make use of our services.

Call me if you need something cleaned up in a hurry.

Adrienne? It's Jason Crawley. I need something cleaned up.

[French accent] I see. Let me arrange an immediate wire transfer.

May I have an account and routing number?

Transfer everything I have into those accounts off-shore.

And ten million dollars just dropped into our account.

We got Jason and Krista's money? That's it, we're done?

No. Don't rush the ending.

Go on.

[beeps]

To new partnerships.

I can already tell that this is going to be a beautiful, beautiful...

[phone beeps]

Excuse me.

[Jason] You went behind my back and hired terrible contractors

that did a terrible job!

The tower is falling down just like before,

but this time we'll go to prison!

[Krista] If Sana and her father heard you say that,

we would lose everything!

To the airport, please. Now.

Sana, Sana, I can explain...

All of our friends, everyone in our world, are going to know about this.

You will never sell so much as a time share ever again.

Hold this. I wanna be streamlined for the next run down the fire escape. Whoo!

What do you guys think? Is she coming down feet first or head first?

Oh, head. Definitely head.

I think I owe you an apology.

I was too close to this.

It's always personal, Mr. Wilson.

For each of us.

What you need to understand is that we don't keep things from each other.

Well, what's next?

Axios Tower goes to auction in a few months.

And with buyers scared off, we're gonna use Jason's money

to purchase the building pennies on the dollar.

Wait, we're gonna own this building?

Yeah.

Sick! We can make this into a killer crime-fighting HQ!

We're gonna donate the tower.

To a low-income housing nonprofit.

Yeah, along with most of the ten million.

The rest will make Isabella whole.

It's not perfect.

But it is a win.

Here. From the Crawley safe. Maybe you can use it.

What is this?

Those are receipts.

Jason Crawley pays into workman's comp, the fund has one benefactor.

You.

Your brother didn't have a green card.

It's no big leap to assume you don't either.

Undocumented workers aren't entitled to collect disability payments.

Please. I want to help.

But you've gotta come clean.

I was with Mateo the day of the collapse.

Just completed this over here.

We need to move, but I'm really concerned about the stability.

[Jason] Mateo!

I feel like I should say something to him.

Mateo!

Go grab some lunch, eh?

[Xavi] I saw him warn Jason and get completely ignored,

seconds before the building came down.

After the accident, Jason and Krista came to me and said

take the money and keep quiet, or they deport me.

I couldn't leave Isabella alone.

I'm sorry, Isabella.

If you come forward and testify, I will do everything in my power

to protect you.

And I will make sure that Jason faces real consequences for the collapse,

and Krista too for covering it up.

You will get real justice for your brother.

You proud of our Mr. Wilson?

Well, it's not everyday someone gets a little piece of their soul back, is it?

[theme music playing]

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