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You're lying again. Just admit it.

You're paranoid. And crazy.
I've done nothing wrong.

It was Josh from
Accounting this time, right?

My God, I made one mistake in college,

and you still think the worst of me.

Because you keep proving me right.

If we can just focus on
the terms of the divorce.

I want half of Dixie's company.

- As payback.
- Wha... Half?

At least half.

Dominic was there from the beginning.

You have got to be kidding me.

That is what you get for lying...

Are you... This is my company!

Please, let's just calm down.

Now if we could all just
agree on a settlement,

we can move on with our lives, okay?

You said you could
secure something fair.

Half is not fair.

I built Solafide from the ground up.

Me. And I sure as hell am not

gonna give him half
of everything I built.

Margaret.

Do you have a moment?

Beverly.

Yes. Uh, everyone, this is Beverly Crest

of Crest, Folding & Song.

Um, we'll just take ten,

and I'll be... right back.

Uh, Beverly,

I didn't realize that you
were back from Carnevale.

Dixie Kimble brought us her divorce.

And I have it under control.

With the expectation
that if we satisfied her,

we could expect Solafide's business,

her $70 million sporting
goods corporation.

Beverly, you yourself told me

that every acrimonious divorce

has a day in the middle of negotiations

when things fall apart.

- Today is that day.
- Then you need to

move through it quicker,
before she gets fed up

and walks her high-maintenance
butt out that door.

A named partner wouldn't let
this feather slip from her cap.

That's what you want, isn't it?

To be a named partner here?

Crest, Folding, Song & Wright?

I do want that, yes.

You know I do.

And while you were abroad,

I added the mayor and the
governor to my client list.

This hiccup today...

This hiccup tells me
that you are not a killer.

You're good,

but that client needs
you to go for the jugular.

That's what puts your
name on the letterhead,

not holding people's hands

and letting them cry on your shoulder.

That puts you out in Siberia.

Are we clear?

Yes.

Okay, there are 16, 17,

18 cupcakes here in...

and I want to be very
clear about this...

an unmarked box with no name, no date,

so this recording
will serve as testimony

to the fact that I, in fact,

did consider the moral consequences

of me liberating one of these
delicious-looking cupcakes

from this box with my mouth.

Todd.

I need your help.

Uh, what? Help with what?

What is going on? You
look... Are you okay?

I need to know that
someone isn't cheating.

Isn't cheating? You know, typically,

investigators are asked to
find out if someone is...

- Todd.
- Okay, you want me to prove a negative.

I want you to do what I ask.

Get proof that a woman is not
sleeping with her employees.

And...

- and look into her husband.
- Mm-hmm.

And go for the jugular.

I want dirt.

I want all the dirt.
I want lots of dirt.

Okay, so you want me to kill him.

Yes. No! I want dirt, not death.

Well, typically, the
dead are buried in dirt.

Oh, Todd, stop fooling around.

Just go get the information

on Dominic and Dixie Kimble

from Francey, and get to work.

Todd,

you did not eat one of
those cupcakes, did you?

It's Bob's birthday.

No, I did not eat one.

I could have, but I did not,

and I have recorded testimony
supporting that fact.

Just go.

Work. Sleuth. Now.

Okay.

Todd.

Veronica?

What are you... You're in jail.

No, not anymore.

You have eight more years...

They let me out.

You have eight more years left in jail.

Todd, I need your help.

Uh, yeah, okay, no.

How did you even get out?

Do you remember Luke Anten?

The corrupt cop? The case that...

That I helped you solve.

- Yeah.
- Right, the D.A.

came to me, asking for information.

I was able to trade for time served.

I helped put him away.

You have got to be kidding me.

- Todd...
- No, don't... don't you touch me.

Please.

You can't be seen here,

and I can't be seen with you.

This... Okay, you know what?

We got to get you out of here.

Don't.

Todd, this is serious.

No, this is serious.

If my mother sees
you, she would kill me.

Get down. Okay.

Why do you have to be
wearing zebra print?

Uh, not there. Come on.

- Todd...
- No, not in the conference room.

God, why does this entire
place have to be made of glass?

Oh, here...

Todd...

someone is trying to kill me.

Good. I mean, no, that's-that's awful.

I'm-I'm sorry, but
that's not my problem.

Hey...

when did you get all these tattoos?

You don't care if I die?

Look, you tried to put me in jail,

and then you went instead,

and now, somehow, you
lied your way out, and...

And now the Miller Brothers
are trying to kill me.

Well...

Wait,

who did this to you?

The Millers?

- It doesn't... It doesn't matter...
- No, no, no.

Why did you come here?

What do you want from me?

Hmm.

Life on the outside is a
lot harder than I imagined.

Old enemies, old problems.

So I am...

going away.

This is my boarding pass

for a one-way ticket to Rio tonight.

8:00 p.m. You'll never
have to see me again.

- Okay.
- But...

I need money.

What?

I don't have any money because of you.

I'm not just gonna give you m...

I hid a box of cash.

Large bills, enough
to live on for years.

The Millers think I stole it from them,

that's why they're trying to kill me,

but I didn't. It is mine.

But I can't go to the location
'cause they're watching it.

The Millers are the
most dangerous criminals

- in the entire Pacific Northwest.
- Mm-hmm.

Yes, and they have no
idea what you look like.

I mean, you never
actually met them, right?

So, you could go, get my money,

and then I'm gone.

Todd,

Flight 277 to Rio. Tonight.

This is my life we're talking about.

Why do I have to get it?

Why can't you just use someone else?

- I mean, why me?
- Because...

the money is hidden

in the heating duct of our old office.

On Klickitat Street.

Todd...

they will kill me.

Hey, what are you...

Hey!

On the case, or on a case.

Money was gone, but I
don't think she took it.

"She" being the woman in our old office.

Does she work for the Millers?

Is she a Miller?

Maybe she's just a random clever thief.

Either way, she's very elusive.

Mom, I can't talk right now.

Just tell me what you've found.

She's not cheating? He's a monster?

Uh, wait a minute.
Who are "she" and "he?"

Todd, I asked you...

Right, right, right. Mom,
it's barely been an hour, okay?

Gimme a sec. Geez.

I don't have a "sec," Todd.

Did you not understand
how important this is?

I need dirt and info now.

Password?

No starch.

Todd?

Hey.

No starch.

Hey, put 20 on Dixon
in the next race for me.

What the hell?

Hey!

Police! Don't move, don't move!

Everybody, hands up.

You're all under arrest
for illegal gambling.

Todd? What is happening?

Todd, this is your mother.

I demand you tell me what is...

Hi, Todd's mom.

He's gonna need this
phone to call his lawyer.

That was my lawyer.

Arrested. For illegal gambling?

I wasn't, I...

Mom. I was just following this woman...

What woman?

I don't know.

I don't know who she is, but
I was looking for something...

Looking for what? Where?

In an office. On...

On Klickitat Street.

Tell me this is not about Veronica.

No, no, no, it's not.
It is not about her.

- It's about her money. But she's not...
- Good Lord, Todd.

No, she's going away.

Mom, she's moving to Brazil.

She... she... she got out of jail...

What? Wonderful.

And she came straight after you.

- No, she just asked me to pick up...
- Okay.

I don't want to hear it. Are
you listening to yourself?

You are falling again
for some stupid ploy

from some hideous snake woman...

Thank you so much, Jill.

... whose primary goal
in life is to destroy you.

Someone is trying to kill her,

and I only agreed...

To be an idiot and a fool.

That is unkind.

But "snake woman" is probably fair.

You are aware of the conditions

- of the deal I made two years ago?
- Yes.

To keep you out of jail?

That you not get into trouble again.

And if you are convicted of a felony,

all charges are right back on the table.

Look, I will fix this.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

I'll handle it now.

You have dumped the mess of your life

right back into my hands.

Because no matter how
much progress you've made,

you short-circuit every
time Veronica appears.

And for crying in the night,

I have to go back in
there and beg the D.A.

to drop your new misdemeanor charge.

Thank God it's not a felony.

Uh, no, no, no. No, no. You sit here

and don't go anywhere.

Sit. And stay.

Todd...

... did you even do a
shred of investigating

on Dominic and Dixie
like I asked you to?

I was about to...

Thank you. I can't keep
the D.A. waiting any longer.

He was tailing a criminal,

and he simply walked into...

An illegal gambling operation.

After an assailant.

So, I'm gonna need the
name of that person.

I don't have it.

The name of the case you're working on.

Well, i-it's not a case yet. Um...

He was led astray by a convicted felon.

He got involved with
Veronica Caron again?

Five minutes after she was released?

It is not what it sounds like.

Ah, it sounds like two years ago.

People make mistakes.

Listen, we've known each
other for a long time, Deanna.

Yeah, and you traded on that

back when I was happy to help, Mags,

but this is what we call
a pattern of behavior,

and I-I... I thought he
wanted his PI license restored.

He does.

Please, can you just...

No.

I'm sorry.

Get your kid in order.

I thought I had.

All right, Todd.

Margaret. Hey.

Hi. I just ran into Todd.

He gave me your bags,
your coat and this note.

Everything all right?

It's a good thing you
dumped him when you did.

He's a child,

a mess, and he always will be.

Peter is much better for you.

He's a man who will never misbehave,

never turn your life upside down,

and never surprise you.

Surprise.

This is so nice of Margaret.

Dixie will really appreciate it.

She's counting on your
mom to save her butt.

Ah, that's my mom. Big butt-saver.

That's a lot caffeine, huh?

You must work a lot of late nights.

Oh, and we get up
early. Vendors in Tokyo,

manufacturing in Beijing.

It's non-stop around the clock.

Gosh, how do you keep track of it all?

I can barely keep my mom's
schedule straight in one time zone.

Oh, yeah. We have a good,
uh, tracking software thing.

You know, with call log
apps on Dixie's phones.

Phones? Like phones, plural?

Uh-huh.

One, uh, business, one "personal."

Anyway, it's not so bad.

It's all synchronized.
You get used to it.

Hmm. I bet you do.

Mom, got some dirt.
Maybe not what you wanted,

but your client, Dixie, has two phones,

so I highly suggest you get
records for both of them.

Hello?

How are you? Uh, no starch.

No?

Oh, uh, all right. Uh...

Maple bacon. Chocolate frosted.

Old fashioned. Pink with sprinkles.

Do I look like I serve doughnuts?

Uh, cruller. Jelly filled. Bear claw.

Can I help you, sir?

Yeah, I'm just trying
to guess the password.

To the bathrooms?

Do bathrooms need a bouncer?

Do I look like a bouncer?

Do I look like an idiot?

Do you want me to answer that?

Uh, no. Look...

That's not a bathroom back there.

Okay.

I just... There's gambling back there,

and I need to speak to the woman

who I suspect just went inside.

Then I guess you need a password.

But you just...

Okay, uh, glazed.

Uh, unglazed. Strawberry... surprise?

Banana cream. Banana non-cream.

Maple twist.

Is it doughnut-related?

Order for Veronica.

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Hey!

Mom, it's a setup.

The whole thing.

The-the doughnuts, the black eye,

the dry-cleaning.
She-she-she wants revenge.

I mean, she got me arrested
for illegal gambling,

and now she's got me on camera

with a big box of cash
like I'm laundering money

for the illegal gambling,

which bumps me up to a felony,

and then all my charges

are back on the table and
I'm off to the slammer.

Mom?

Mom, what's going on?

Beverly Crest took me off
the Dixie Kimble divorce.

I am in Siberia now,

and it's all your fault.

Mom, got some dirt.
Maybe not what you wanted,

but your client, Dixie, has two phones,

and I highly suggest you get
the records for both of them.

You played that aloud in the room?

How was I supposed to know
what you were going to say?

How was I supposed to know
you were with your client?

Todd, Dixie Kimble tried
to fire me on the spot.

It looked like we
were investigating her.

- I was try...
- Huh? No.

She would have walked out with
her $70 million worth of business

if-if Beverly hadn't taken
the case away from me.

Did you miss the part where I just said

that Veronica is setting
me up to go to jail?

That is where you deserve to go

if you continue to get involved
with this monster woman.

Which is it, monster
woman or snake lady?

Pick one, Mom. Todd,

- I have been trying to make named partner for years.
- I...

This is a very important client to me,

and now I am ruined.

- You're not ruined.
- Yes, I am.

- Ruined? Really?
- Yes. Yes, I am.

- You're wearing an $800 belt and green shoes.
- Oh.

How do you know how much my belt cost?

And these shoes are pistachio.

You know, you're gonna have
plenty of other clients, Mom.

Meanwhile, I am being
framed and sent up the river.

I will have you know

that the prison that you would
be sent to is downriver...

Oh, it's a figure of speech, Mom.

... and I am not going
to let that happen.

Wait, you're not going
to let that happen?

No, of course not.

You're my son.

Why does Veronica have
such a hold on you?

I don't know.

She was exciting.

I mean, we did all of these risky
and dangerous things together,

and it was like... this big adventure.

And even if it did end badly, it's...

... it was really good.

Most of the time.

It was. It was really good.

You know, that's how I feel about Harry.

The bad ending

doesn't negate the good times.

I did love him.

Once.

I'm going to jail, aren't I?

No.

She could have had you
arrested at that doughnut shop

and you'd be up on
felony charges already

and gone tomorrow,
which makes me think...

There's a bigger plan.

Yes, but what is it?

You know, if only I
could find that woman

and get her to talk...

Todd, do you hear yourself?

- No, I'm just...
- No, no.

Right back into the jaws of danger.

- No.
- Oh.

You couldn't make
that woman blink, Todd.

She works for Veronica!

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

The D.A. was right, this
is a pattern of behavior.

- You...
- What?

I-I am still pleading on your behalf,

you are still in trouble,

you still owe me $6,400 dollars.

Okay, you know what?

I'm never gonna get anywhere in life

if I have to pay my own
mother this stupid debt.

You know what? I'm
going to find this woman.

You do owe me that debt,
and you're never gonna

get ahead in life if you keep

playing around with Veronica!

Slithering snake woman.

Gotcha. And there's no
other way out of here.

I checked. Twice.

Look, I-I cannot help you.
I do not know anything.

Well, you clearly know how
to lead me into trouble.

Where's Veronica?

I don't know any Veronica.

Sure. Sure, I believe that.

What's your name, then?

It's Lindy.

Lindy.

Lindy, who is in league with Veronica.

Who is or isn't running
from the Millers?

What?

She isn't running from the Millers.

She's working with them.

And so are you.

What are you talking about?

I'm not working with the Millers.

I've never even met them.

You signed an agreement with them.

Wait, wait, what? No, I didn't.

Yes, you did. When you first
started working with Veronica,

you signed an NDA with
the Millers' name on it.

This was a trap.

It was insurance in case
you ever crossed her.

What? That's crazy. I-I-I
didn't sign any agreement.

I mean, I-I may have
signed some generic forms...

Did you have your
lawyer read those forms

very carefully before you signed?

Because Veronica still
has that agreement,

which connects you to the Millers.

- No, no.
- Okay, no, but if they get caught,

they won't go down.

I will.

Illegal gambling, money laundering...

it's all on me now.

I mean, she doesn't just want
me in jail for my old charges,

she wants those plus 10
to 15 years. She wants...

She wants revenge.

True revenge. She is... She's evil.

And she doesn't like
when people cross her.

Sounds like you found
that out the hard way.

Tell me where she is.

No, I-I can't. She will destroy me.

More than she already has?

Look, I have a lawyer.

A really good, powerful lawyer.

She'll protect me, and
you, if you'll let her.

This might be it for both of us.

Where is she?

All I know is

she's playing some
high-stakes poker game tonight.

Where? Where is it? I'll go. I'll...

- You can't. You can't.
- I'll play. I'll...

It's Ladies' Night.

Okay, don't tell Beverly
I'm showing you this,

but Dixie's phone records

do prove that she was cheating.

Oh, if only Todd hadn't
sent that voice message,

I would still be on this case.

Yeah.

- Um, Margaret?
- Hmm?

Speaking of Todd, uh...

can I ask?

Yesterday when you said that

Peter would never surprise me...

Mom, I found that woman,

and I know exactly where
Veronica's going to be tonight.

And? And, uh,

how's your poker game?

- Hi.
- Hi.

- All right.
- Thank you so much.

Enjoy your supper.

These earrings have cameras in them.

We'll see everything on the table.

What? I didn't know
we had earring cameras.

I have earring cameras.

All this tech is mine.

It's the law firm's,

and I'm the son of a partner.

Well, not a named partner.

- Whatever.
- Uh, we'd agreed I'd be the coat taker

and you're the coat hanger.

Okay, can we please just
focus on the task at hand?

Yes, yes.

We'll be in your ear the whole time.

Right, and I will explain to you

what the cards mean.
There's red, there's black,

there's different shapes, there's...

Oh, for God's sake, Todd,

I host the opera's annual casino night.

Okay. Well, then, all you got to do

is get to her table and
get her talking, okay?

We are recording everything.

Which is highly illegal.

Just like gambling.

Well, do you want to argue details

or do you want to save my life?

Okay, get her talking about you,

about how you stupidly signed

an agreement without having
me properly review it.

About how you were framed by
doughnuts and dry-cleaning.

Mm-hmm.

I was a professional investigator once.

And once we get the recording,

then, hopefully,

we could clear my name,
which is a long shot, but...

What else have we got?

- Okay.
- Okay.

Todd, I don't feel good about this.

Look, look, don't be nervous.

You sit opposite scary
opponents every day. And win.

- You read people. You are good at this.
- Yes.

She may be the devil,
but you can beat her.

Do you want to know why?

'Cause you're a killer.

Okay.

Let's do this.

Ms. Wright. Your buy-in?

Good luck.

Visual's established. Now scan the room.

- Back corner.
- Three o'clock.

Mom, just look right. That's her.

Snake monster.

Is this seat taken?

Margaret. How did you get in here?

I know people. May I?

Yeah.

The game

is Texas Hold'em.

Well, this'll be fun.

Very fun... indeed.

Okay, uh, I think we're ready

to ease into a conversation.

Just easy ease into it.

We got to get her talking.

But if I were you, I'd raise.

Now.

And I raise you 500.

Fold.

Call.

Up and over.

Three aces takes it.

Okay, maybe Lyle was right this once,

but I thought we agreed I
was gonna be the one talking.

You got to be careful, Mom.

She could be playing you.

I didn't know you played.

You hardly know me at all, Veronica.

Mmm, but I know your son.

Regrettably, yes.

Okay, next hand.

Ooh, pocket nines. Nice.

Three of a kind. Good flop, Mom.

Okay.

2,000.

All right, hold up.
She may have a flush,

and if it's a straight
flush, then that means...

I see your 2,000,

and raise you four.

I will never understand
what Todd saw in you.

You're manipulative and controlling.

Hmm. Are you kidding?

That's exactly what he saw in me.

He saw you.

Manipulative, controlling.

No one is easier to
fool than a mama's boy.

This is unexpected.

Are you in or not?

Yeah, she could have a flush
with just one spade in her hand.

800.

All in.

I'll see your 800...

and...

raise you 5,000.

Uh, Mom, you can't do that.

You know I don't have that.

If the opponent has
nothing more to offer...

Oh, but she does have
something more to offer.

Mom, what are you doing?

A document with my son's signature on it

linking him to the Millers.

That's worth $5,000 to me.

Call.

Oh snap, your mom is a killer.

Wait, wait.

Did she just happen to
have that agreement on her?

Did she...

Did she know that we were coming here?

Up and over.

- Seven.
- What? She doesn't have a straight,

she doesn't have anything.

I guess you win, Margaret.

Oh, no.

Police. Don't move.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Hands where we can see them.

Where'd she go? Where's Veronica?

Wait, wait. My mom was
the target all along.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

- Mom. Mom.
- No. No. No.

I won. I-I won, I won.

- Mom!
- Mayday, mayday, mayday.

I'm so sorry about this, Margaret.

Oh, no, no, no. You're
just doing your job.

I still can't believe you got arrested.

You and me both.

Oh, it's the craziest story.

The next time I see you, I'll... Dolly.

Is that a ring? Did he finally propose?

We're planning a June wedding.

Oh, wonderful.

I'm actually gonna need
to take your jewelry, too.

Oh, yes, of course. Of
course. Earrings, too?

- Uh, yes, ma'am.
- Okay.

Oh, a June bride.

Oh, they're my favorite.

Good?

Um...

just pat the top down.

- Okay.
- There.

- Beautiful as ever.
- Okay.

What happened again?

Oh, you'll never believe it.

It is the craziest story.

It was a total case
of mistaken identity.

Oh. How many more weeks do you have?

- Four.
- Four? Oh, my God.

That last month is the worst.

I mean, the ankles.

Uh, non-aerosol hairspray
takes the ink off fastest.

- Or lemon juice.
- Thank you. You are the best.

I'm off to the arraignment.

Let's just hope I don't
get a hanging judge.

And good luck.

I'm so sorry, Mom.

Just get me out of here.

It's late, Susan. Go home.

Margaret?

- Hey.
- Hi.

I came back to get the Koenig motion.

What are you doing?

Isn't that the question?

What am I doing?

I mean, I couldn't
eat, I couldn't sleep,

and it felt better just to be working.

Am I a terrible mother?

What?

No.

No, you're not.

When your child makes a mistake,

they're supposed to
learn a lesson. Right?

When Todd got in trouble two years ago,

I... I rescued him,

but I asked him to pay me back.

A-and shouldn't I have?

Otherwise, how will he learn?

How much money does he still owe you?

Oh, around $6,000.

No, I don't really care about that,

but I want him to understand

that there are
consequences to our actions.

That we have to be accountable.

Uh-huh.

Or maybe you're just worried
that once he's paid you back,

once he's free and clear,

you'll lose your hold on him

and he'll leave.

Well, I mean...

maybe that's part of it.

But not all of it.

I will get the rubbing
alcohol from the break room.

No, no, no. I-I'll get it.

It'll get the ink off.

No, no, it's late.

- Oh.
- Dixie.

Margaret. Hello.

I, uh...

Beverly and I are working late.

As am I.

Um...

Dixie, I owe you an apology.

For inadvertently
revealing your indiscretion.

No, it's my fault.

I'm the one who lied,

and actually did the indiscretion.

I screwed everything up.

Well, you're human.

You made a mistake. A big one.

But you'll be okay.

Beverly will work everything out.

You're a lot different from her.

Softer.

More human.

I'm just sick that I'm about to lose

half of everything I've
built because I was an idiot.

I know you're not my
attorney anymore, but...

Oh, no, no, no, I-I cannot advise you.

Just woman to woman, then.

What do you think I should do?

Well, I think

that you and Dominic
probably loved each other

very much at one time,

and that even though mistakes were made,

you can still go to him
and tell him the truth.

About what happened,

and why it happened.

It won't fix everything,

but coming clean will go a long way

toward you feeling
better about yourself.

A full confession is truly the only way

to release the power
anyone has over you.

Why are your fingertips black?

Oh, uh, I'm an ex-con. Ha!

Oh, no.

Excuse me, I really do have to go. Uh...

Good luck.

Um, it was a pleasure representing you,

however briefly.

Text Todd.

Todd, period.

I know how we're going to get you out

from under Veronica,
period. Call me, period.

Immediately, exclamation point.

Your Honor, my client Todd Wright

is here today to confess
his criminal behavior.

In 2018, I signed an
agreement without reading it.

That document, along with
my personal information

that I willingly gave,

was used in setting up an
illegal gambling organization.

I visited one of their locations,

and I had my hands on
some of their money.

Uh, I did all of this
of my own volition.

Mr. Wright's actions have brought about

a misdemeanor charge,
and we are here today

to get ahead of the felony
charge which will likely follow.

And I am deeply ashamed and embarrassed

at getting caught up in
this criminal enterprise.

And we hope that you may show
some mercy in his sentencing.

Thank you, Mr. Wright.

I'll review the file and hold the
sentencing hearing after lunch.

At that time, the prosecution
can put forward any witnesses,

and Mr. Wright can offer mitigation.

Recess.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Of course you're here.

Oh, D.A. Corrigan called me personally.

I'm testifying against you.

And I promised to do the
same for Mommy Dearest.

Well, it doesn't matter.

I've made peace with
everything that's happened.

And I'm done with you.

Come on, sweetheart,
let's not talk to her.

Won't be so easy this time, huh?

Protecting your son, once
you've been disbarred?

Oh, yes, that was your
endgame all along, wasn't it?

Mmm. You're the reason I was in jail.

You defended him and gave the
D.A. every scrap of evidence

to put me away in the first place.

I spent two long years in that hellhole

dreaming of this moment.

Well, I have to hand it to you.

Luring Todd into that
illegal gambling site,

knowing that I would come to his rescue

as soon as he was in jeopardy.

You're good.

Smart.

Tell me, how did you do it?

Mmm, thank you.

I'm smart enough to
know that you're wearing

the earrings from poker night

which have cameras in them,

and a mic.

Who do you think trained your little boy

to get a solid confession?

Come out, come out, wherever you are.

Ah, there we go.

I'm not saying another word

until you hand over the earrings,

the mic, and your phones.

Okay?

Thank you. Todd? What?

The burner phone recording
in your back pocket. Come on.

Thank you.

Mm, let's see.

I will always be one step ahead of you.

Always.

So, that agreement
that you had him sign?

Oh, yeah, standard
boilerplate for suckers.

I just got his okay to ensnare him

in any criminal enterprise I chose.

Gambling just felt the most poetic.

And what about Lindy?

Oh, my God, you do
love a helpless woman.

She was paying off a favor to me,

luring you into trouble,

knowing full well this
one would come running.

You are both just so easy.

I orchestrated every part of this,

every step of the way.

Speaking of orchestrating
every step of the way...

You missed a few recording devices.

Thanks, Lyle. These earrings are cool.

I think I got every word.

I haven't been on the
bench in eight years,

and that was fun.

Veronica, meet my friend,
retired Judge Myles Friedman.

And that entire
confession in there? Fake.

Sorry, but smile, you're on camera.

Mm, okay.

Now that we have your
confession on audio and video...

We're taking the appropriate steps

to put you back behind bars again.

When we make deals with felons,

one of the conditions is
not to break the law again.

And especially not within
weeks of your release.

Okay, this is... This is ridiculous.

You can't do this. You set me up.

And quite well, I might add.

We did it!

Thank you, everyone, for all...

Whoa! Okay.

Oh-ho-ho, that was fun.

Yeah, Veronica's not the only one

who knows how to set
up an elaborate sting.

Yes, I think we pulled that off.

- Mm-hmm.
- Now, Todd,

I'd like to talk to you about something.

Okay.

This debt, the money you owe me...

I know, I know. I'm gonna repay it.

We could just take a larger chunk

out of my paycheck every week.

No. I'd like to take no chunks

out of your paycheck from now on.

You are right.

You are never going to get ahead

or get out of your sister's garage

if you have to keep tithing to me.

Wait, really? Are you serious?

Debt cleared? Wiped away?

Wiped clean.

Starting now.

But I am no longer paying for lunches.

Not any lunch, anymore, forever.

What? Not even your favorite,

the shrimp salad in the
downstairs cafeteria?

Nope, not even that.

In fact...

you are treating me.

Let's go.

Uh, this feels like another trap.

Oh, it is, it is.

Trapped into a lifetime of
lunches with your mother.

A fate worse than death.

Mmm.

Celebrating today's triumph?

Mmm.

Yes. Yes.

Good news travels fast.

I also heard you spoke to
Dixie Kimble last night.

Yes...

Yes, I'm sorry.

I ran into her in the break room,

but I didn't say anything
that would, in any way...

She spoke to Dominic.
Confessed her sins.

And it worked. The marriage
is over, but he's backed down

and agreed to a healthy settlement.

And Dixie is interested in our
firm continuing to represent her.

Oh. Well, that's wonderful news.

With you as lead counsel.

Maybe I was wrong about you.

Maybe I'm just a
different kind of killer.

Hmm.

Yes, yes, yes, yes.

Indeed.

Mmm.

- Stealing more cupcakes?
- What? I did not.

Birthday cupcakes for Bob's birthday

were missing from this refrigerator.

- I know nothing about that.
- And we all know

- you have a sweet tooth.
- And I have audio proof that I resisted.

You won't get away with your
criminal behavior for long.

What?

Oh, no.

Not... for... long.

_

Okay, that is spying.
Plus, it's illegal.

And I'm innocent.

I'm innocent.

Huh.

Veronica Caron.

Following your confession to charges

of illegal gambling, coercion,
extortion and forgery,

your deal with the district attorney

has been revoked, and you will return

to the state correctional facility

to serve out the
remainder of your sentence.

This way, Ms. Caron.

Hey.

What's going on?

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