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Previously on The Equalizer... You like this guy.

- Am I right?
- Oh, she's got it bad.

You are ridiculous.[Delilah giggles]

If you do like
this handsome captain,

don't wait too long.

Let him know.

There you are.

VI:
How was your time with Marcus?

There was a point
where we almost kissed.

VI [gasps]:
And...?

Wait.

You still live in L.A.You're right.

Sorry.

MILES:
We should have dinner.

The two of us.

Like on a date?

Well, I mean,

you don't have to
put a label on it.

MEL:
Okay, guys,

can both of you stop

acting like I'm some
tagalong kid

you have to worry about?

Either I'm on this team
or I'm not.

Let's go.

[lock buzzes]

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct announcement
over P.A.]

Hey!

You got a problem?

Nah, but you do.

WOMAN:
Fight, fight!

[both grunting]

[inmates clamoring]

♪ ♪

MILES:
I'm thinking Harvard, but...

you know I love Berkeley.

Okay, what about Spelman?

Spelman's great.
I love it.

- Okay.
- Good morning.

- Good morning.
- Hey, good morning, Mom.

ROBYN:
What y'all doing?

Let me guess.

College applications?

Yeah, I mean, what else
would Dad be obsessing about

before breakfast?

Yeah, it's a little early
for that, don't you think?

Just making sure she gets
a jump on the process.

How about we get
- a jump on breakfast?
- DELILAH: Mom,

I am going to see
you later, right?

- Please say yes.
- You mean when Cam comes over?

- Mm-hmm.
- MILES: Hey, hey, hey.

Why are you so concerned
with your mother being there

when she's already
met the kid?

Uh...

[weak chuckle]
Dad...

don't take this the wrong way,

but you can be...

intense.

Oh. Well, if, by intense,
you mean invested

in the life of my daughter
and wanting what's best for her,

then, yes, I can be
pretty intense.

Well, hey, look, I just want
to keep things light, right?

That's all. Please?

[phone chimes, buzzes]

No. No, Mom.

T-Tell me that is not
what I think it is.

It is.

I'll try my best

to be back on time.

VI:
In time for what?

Well, Dee is
worried about Miles

meeting Cam
for the first time.

But Auntie can keep
an eye on him for you.

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

I have a Police and Community
Alliance meeting this afternoon.

You reading
that cute Captain Curtis

his Miranda rights?

I'll be performing
my civic duty.

Nothing more.

Well, Miles,

go easy on the young man.

He's a good kid.

I misjudged him at first,

but truth is,

college isn't for everyone.

Oh, whoa, whoa. What?

Mom, no... Not going to college?

DELILAH:
I'll explain later, okay?

[phone rings]

Excuse me, I got to take this.

[Delilah speaking
indistinctly]

Hey.

Everything okay?

Hey.

Everything's fine. Listen...

I know I crossed a line
the other day,

and I wanted to apologize.

It's all right. I get it.

Listen, um...

I hate to say this,
but now's not exactly

a good time.
Can I call you back later?

Uh, yeah.

My sister's been away
for seven years.

I wanted to be there
when she was released.

Wanted my face to be
the first thing she saw

when she walked out.

So, when the day finally came,

I waited at the gate
with flowers.

But... But she never came out.

Well, is it possible
the date was

pushed back or moved up?

Well, that's what
I thought at first.

So I refused to leave
until I talked to someone.

They swear Jenna was released.

They showed me the
paperwork and everything.

But I was standing
right there.

She wasn't.

When was the last time you
actually talked to your sister?

A few months ago.

She was so excited
to be getting out.

Has all these plans
to open her own gym.

No contact since then?

No. I've been
traveling for work.

And the truth is, she didn't
really like people visiting her.

Seeing her in there like that.

What exactly was she in for?

Manslaughter.

No, look, you have
to understand,

we had a rough
upbringing.

Jenna got into boxing
as a teenager,

at first to defend herself,

but she was really good.

Started to work as a
trainer to pay the bills.

Until, um...

Until what?

[sighs]

Until a woman
she was training died

during their sparring match.

One punch landed wrong.
It was horrible.

But Jenna

turned herself in.

She's a good person.

Please. I'm all she has.

If she took responsibility
and served her time,

it sounds like she deserves
a second chance.

So, then
you'll help me find her?

I'll see what I can do.

HARRY:
So, I scrubbed all the gate
surveillance footage.

Andrew's right,
his sister never came out.

ROBYN:
But the prison has
a different story.

Yeah. According
to public records,

Jenna Banks was released
two days ago

and is now a free woman.

But we all saw the video.

- She's still in there.
- ROBYN: Could she have been

transferred to another facility?

It's possible.

But that should be
in her inmate record.

The problem is, is when I hack
into the, uh, prison database,

there's no, uh, parole info,

there's no medical
or incident reports.

All that should be on file.

Yeah, it should be.
Just, it isn't.

I mean, there's no digital
record, anyway. Just...

when she was processed in
and supposedly released.

So she's just... missing?

Lost in the system?
How does that happen?

Honestly, I wish
I was more surprised.

I know, with all
the overcrowding

and budget cuts, I'm sure
recordkeeping takes a back seat.

So, you think this
is a clerical error?

It's possible.

But there could be
something else going on.

Well, hold on a second.

Whatever happened to her, it may
not have been the first time.

A few years ago,

there was an inmate
named Ciara Perry

who went missing
from Hopefield.

Her parents filed
a negligence suit, but, uh,

looks like
it's still pending.

We need to talk
to that family.

Yeah, I agree.
Whatever happened to Ciara

might have something to do
with what's going on with Jenna.

- Yeah.
- And while we do that, Harry,

see if you can get some answers
out of Hopefield's warden.

Huh. Lucky me.

You know I have a...

Okay.

[sniffles]

She was a wonderful daughter.

Got caught up with the
wrong crowd, that's all.

She was serving her time.
She was on the right track.

And then...

She called us every
day like clockwork.

And then, suddenly,

it stopped.

Well, when's the last time
you heard from her?

Right before she was
scheduled to be released.

And the prison never
gave you any information?

None.

We tried everything
we could think of.

We filed claims with the warden,

we wrote letters to Congress,
we hired a top lawyer, and...

None of which did any good.

All we got was the runaround.

And your daughter's
still missing?

[sobs softly]

After a year
of begging for answers,

a box showed up from
the Department of Corrections.

Inside...

Ciara's ashes.

[sighs]

HARRY:
Oh.

Okay, well, that's horrible.

We are not gonna let Jenna
end up like Ciara Perry.

How'd it go with the warden?

I repeatedly asked him
to see hard copies

of Jenna's inmate records,
and he told me he wasn't there

to answer my questions
and then gave me

a small tree's worth
of paperwork to fill out.

That's all you
got out of him?

I left out a
few colorful phrases.

I did get the sense, however,
that hard copies do exist

and based on the paperwork
he gave me,

I think they're in his office.

We got to get access
to those files.

Maybe Dante can reach out
to D.A. Grafton

and she can help
cut through this red tape.

It's worth a shot, but
I wouldn't get your hopes up.

The Perrys spent a year
going the legal route.

Look what happened
to their daughter.

Yeah, I-I'm with Robyn.

We can't afford to burn
that much time.

Which means there's only
one way to do this.

[indistinct announcement
over P.A.]

So, you're gonna call
D.A. Grafton for me?

Think she could put all
the pieces together.

Can I convince you
to press pause until she does?

- Not a chance.
- For the record,

I'm not sure this is
the safest idea you've ever had.

Well, you'd be right.

Remember, this is
a state facility,

not federal.

Which means,
once they close those gates,

anything goes wrong,

it'll be near impossible
for me to get you out.

Well, another reason for
you to call Grafton for me.

Robyn, please tell me you
have an exit strategy.

I'll be fine.

Which is more than
I can say for Jenna

if we don't find out
what's going on.

Besides, I'll have a
little help on the inside.

DANTE:
Mel?

ROBYN:
She's going in as a CO.

Jenna's not the first person

to disappear from here.

She's gonna find
the prisoner records.

And you're gonna look for Jenna.

That's the plan.

All right.

Time to get into character.

Come on.

Settle down.

You watch your mouth,
don't give me no lip.

Hear what I say, convict?

[lock buzzes]

You can take
your hands off of me now.

[lock buzzes]
Donna Wright.

Transfer from Eastern.

Keep an eye on her.
She's a handful.

First I'm hearing
about a new transfer.

Here. Take a look for yourself.

[lock buzzes]

- All right, looks good.
- Thanks.

[indistinct chatter]

Can I get next?

No new players.

Okay. No problem.

Well, maybe you can
help me out, though.

Anybody seen Jenna Banks?

You got eyes. Look for yourself.

A'ight. It's like that?

Yeah. It's like that.

[TV playing indistinctly]

Okay, I get it.
Not into warm welcomes.

Hey, anybody
seen Jenna Banks?

[indistinct chatter on TV]

INMATE:
What you doing?!

Tell you what.

I asked y'all nicely,
and I'm tired of asking nicely.

Now, I'm looking
for Jenna Banks.

She killed my cousin.

It's time to settle the bill.

Oh, shut up and
- turn the TV back on.
- Yeah.

Oh, I see. Nobody put y'all
on notice that I was coming.

Well, my bad.

I'm Donna.

And I'm here for all the smoke.

So, who want it?

[grunting]

[inmates groaning]

Anybody else?

Nobody, huh?

I'm gonna ask you one more time.
Where's Jenna?

I can make it
worth your while.

But if I find out y'all got info
and you holding out?

It's gonna get real ugly
around here.

All right,
show's over.

Move it.

She started it.

There has to be something
you can do. You're the D.A.

- GRAFTON: It's political.
- I understand it's political,

but last I checked,
you were still

the best string puller in town.

[speaking indistinctly]
I understand.

Look, I'm not asking
for miracles,

I'm looking for help.

D.A. Grafton, we have a missing
inmate with no paper trail.

McCall has gone undercover
to solve this,

but the longer she's in there,
the more danger's she's in.

Understood.

Thank you.

For nothing.

[sighs]

HARRY:The map shows the warden's
office is in this wing.

You find it yet?

Not yet. This place is a maze.

At least you're
getting your steps in.

You're sure the hard copies
of the inmate records

are kept in the warden's office?

I recall saying they're
probably in his office.

Hey. What are you doing
on the warden's wing?

This is chow time.

All officers on duty
in the cafeteria.

I know, but...

somebody puked
in the break room.

It's gross.
Ugh.

Yeah, so... we can wait for
the janitor to clean it up,

or I could just, you know...

...take one
for the team. [chuckles]

Go for it.
Okay.

But get to the cafeteria
when you're done?

Yeah.

Good afternoon.

I hope you're ready
to kick some butt.

Because today we're doing
invincibility training.

- Vi, are you all right?
- Yeah,

I think I'm gonna
sit this one out.

Why?
Because...

after my "spirited outburst"
at the last meeting,

I think I'd just
rather keep a low profile.

Since when have you worried
about what other people think?

I'm not. I just don't want to be
the center of attention again.

You're not
worried about them.

You're worried about him.

You like him, don't you?

- You need to stop.
- You do.

You are ridiculous,
honest to God.

So, be ready for any situation.

Now can I get a volunteer?

Right here.

Vi would be happy
to volunteer.

No... thank you.

I just...

Please give
someone else a try.

Get up there.

I mean,
it's for the community.

Exactly.
Come on up, Viola.

Payback is gonna
be so sweet.

Thank you.

Now, Viola, you are gonna
strike me

right in the solar plexus.

Oh, no, no, no, no.
I-I'd really rather not.

Come on.
Listen, if I were an attacker

and I grabbed you
like this...

I want you to pull
your arm back

and thrust your attacker.
[grunts]

I-I don't want to hurt you.

[attendees laughing][chuckles] That's funny.

Now, on my count--

three, two...

[attendees gasping, murmuring]

Yeah. That was good.

[lock buzzes, latch clicks]

[busy chatter]

[indistinct announcement
over P.A.]

That was quite a show
you put on.

Something you got to tell me?

For the right price.

What do you need--
money on your books,

a phone card?

European cigarettes.

French slims.

The kind that come
in different colors.

What?

Just 'cause I'm locked up,

I'm supposed to smoke
that cheap stuff?

All right.

I'll see what I can do.

I'm good for it.

Now, Jenna-- where is she?

The SHU, most likely.

Solitary.

How'd she end up there?

Started a fight
with the wrong person.

Then she disappeared.
I haven't seen her since.

And the wrong person is?

Bianca Silva.

Stocking cap.

How long ago did this happen?

About a month or so.

Jenna's not the first one
gone missing.

She won't be the last.

[chuckles]

Don't even think
about taking her on.

Or at least, uh,

wait till I get my cigarettes
before you do.

♪ ♪

[mutters]

Okay.

[keys jingling]

[muttering]

Harry, someone's coming.

I think it's the warden.

Hold tight.[typing]

[line rings]

[phone buzzes]

[sighs]
Hello?

[Southern accent]:
Hello there, is this
Mr. Lloyd Franks?

Speaking.

Hello, Mr. Franks, I'm calling
from the fraud department

at your Visa card, um,

I have an inquiry about
a couple of charges here.

Uh, first-class ticket to Bali.

Is that a legitimate charge?

What? No.

Someone must've stolen my card.

Well, it's a good thing
I called, then, huh?

Uh, now, what about this $2,500
for suntan lotion

and bikinis?

Not me either.
I should cancel my card.

Now, I also got
an ocean suite here

that, uh, somebody booked.
The hotel says it was, uh,

registered to a 23-year-old
named Dakota-Sky Patricks.

- Ring a bell?
- There you go.

That's obviously
who you should be calling.

Mr. Franks, what you do
in your personal life

is really your own business,
but if you're trying

to pretend these charges
aren't your own,

well, that's wire fraud.

What? Are you accusing me
of lying?

I want to speak
to your manager.

Now-now, that carries with it
a pretty stiff prison sentence.

Ha-Have you ever been
to prison, sir?

I work in a prison.

I'm clear.

Is this Lloyd Franks?

I am so, so sorry, sir.

I meant to be calling
Floyd Franks.

That is definitely my bad.

And you have a great
rest of your day now.

[phone beeps]

[busy chatter]

♪ ♪

Hey!

You got a problem?

Nah, but you do.

[both grunting]

WOMAN:
Fight, fight!

[inmates clamoring]
ROBYN: Come on.

Who wants it?

I'll take all
y'all on, come on.

[grunting]

[grunting]

[indistinct announcement
over P.A.]

Hey. Hey, you
with the cigarette.

Where are we?

You'll find out soon enough.

[lock buzzes]
GUARD: Go.

[woman groaning][door closes]

Come on.

Move it, now
move your feet.

Get up, get up.

This way, come on.

I found Jenna's inmate records

in the warden's office,
like you said.

See? Like I said.

Definitely in his office.
Great job.

I also found
Ciara Perry's records,

the other woman
who went missing.

Both release documents
were signed

by the same corrections officer,

a guy named Darren Rigby.

Yeah. Did he sign any other
inmate release documents?

Yeah, a whole stack.
I wrote them down.

Amber Lee, Shanique Davis.

Maybe this Darren Rigby is
behind all the disappearances.

Yeah, or he's
working with the warden.

You know, one hand
washing the other.

Yeah, washing it
of what, though?

I don't know,
but you need to get to Rob

and warn her about Rigby.

It's still meal time.

She's probably in the cafeteria.

Keep me posted. Um, I'll look
into this Rigby guy

and, uh, the other inmates
whose documents he signed.

[phone rings]

Yo, Dante, how's it going, man?

Not great.

D.A. Grafton was unable,
or unwilling,

to help find
your missing prisoner.

Any word from Robyn?
She check in yet?

Uh, no, not yet. Uh, Mel's
trying to track her down.

Tracking her down? She okay?

Yeah, I mean, as far as I know.

Is everything okay?

Just worried about her is all.

I don't like this scenario.

I'm worried about Mel, too,

but then I remember seeing
what they can do to people

and I get a little less worried.

What's going on
with you two, anyway?

- What do you mean?
- Romantically.

Chocolate, flowers,

Kenny G?

We're friends. That's it.

Yeah. Right. 'Cause that's how
you want it. I get it.

[chuckles]
No, that's not how I want it.

But I live in L.A., she's here.

The distance is a challenge.

A challenge to who?

Both of us, I guess.

Dante, this is a woman

who's currently u-undercover
at a maximum security prison

where women are disappearing.

You know?
I mean, that's a challenge.

I don't know, Harry.

She and I have both had bad luck

with long-distance relationships
in the past.

Come on, pal,
welcome to the 2020s.

We got, uh,
we got your red-eye flights,

we got, uh, FaceTime,

texting, you know, you got
a little sexting in there

if you like. TMI?It is now.

Anyway, what I'm trying to say
is, there's plenty of ways

to keep the-the flame lit
from thousands of miles away.

Yeah. We talked about that.

And we made an agreement.

Listen, man, unless
that agreement is, like,

carved into a couple
of stone tablets,

I'm sure it's negotiable.

You know, I wasted a lot
of good years being dead.

You're alive. Go live.

[phone beeps]

[busy chatter]

Hey, so, I'm in the cafeteria,

and I don't see Rob anywhere.

HARRY:
It's possible she slipped off
somewhere to look for Jenna.

If you can get
to the surveillance room,

maybe we can spot her.

Hope that ice pack
is big enough for his ego.

VI [sighs]:
Everything

isn't a joke, Evelyn.

I could have seriously
hurt him. I...

I told you I didn't
want to go up there

in the first place, and now...

Now what?

He's not going to like you?

Vi, come on.

I'm sorry
I had to push you,

but it's obvious
you like that man.

And it's pretty obvious
he likes you, too.

Go for it.

Who knows? Maybe he'll use
his cuffs on you.

[sighs]

VI:
Your poor face.

I am so sorry.

I caught you
completely off guard.

A little bit,
but it was my fault.

I-I wasn't clear.

Which reminds me,
I need a favor.

Absolutely. Anything.

If anyone asks
how I busted my face,

just tell them I was attacked
by a vicious criminal.

[laughs]:
Oh, stop.

[both laughing]

I feel horrible. I...

Please let me
make it up to you.

What'd you have in mind?

I could take you
to breakfast sometime.

I think I'd like that, Viola.

I know a place that makes
a great steak and eggs.

You can slap one on that bruise.

[laughs]
Oh, don't...

don't make me laugh.

[grunts softly]

[indistinct announcement
over P.A.]

[knocks on door]
Hey.

Hi. Denise Lam.
I'm the new transfer.

I'm just making
- the rounds.
- Ah.

- Cop a squat.
- Oh.

- Thank you.
- Where are you coming from?

Uh, Rikers.
Actually, I did surveillance.

Oh, Rikers?

You must know,
uh, Tony B.

Yeah, I think so.

Hold on, babe.

Tony Borrelli.
Short, glasses, curly hair.

Tony Borrelli.
Curly hair, glasses?

Yeah.

Looks like
he's a big Yankees fan.

We didn't talk a lot
'cause he's a Yankees fan

and I'm from Queens,

so, let's go Mets, obviously.

[both laugh]
Yeah, I'm with you.

Could you believe
that Subway Series this year?

Aw.
Ugh.

Oh, listen, if you want

to take a break,
go smoke,

I'll-I'll cover for you,

but you got to promise
to return the favor.

A Mets fan and a mind reader.

I'm impressed.[chuckles]

Uh, all right,
I'll make it quick.

Oh, take your time.

You should have access
to CCTV in one minute.

Did you find any information

on the CO officer

that signed
Jenna's release papers?

I sure did.
Turns out, Corrections Officer

Darren Rigby needed
some corrections of his own.

He's been disciplined
for excessive force,

improper conduct with inmates,
I mean, the list goes on.

Seems like we're on
the right track.

Yeah, he was shuffled around
from prison to prison

till he landed at Hopefield,

and he seems to be
fitting right in.

Oh, and the other inmates

whose, uh,
release forms he signed?

They're also missing.

So Darren Rigby is the key
to finding Jenna.

We just got to tell Rob.

Well, first
we have to find her. Uh...

Okay, I got the feed up.

[sighs]
Now, where is she?

[knocking on door]

Okay, uh, that's Cam.

Hey, Dad? Promise to be nice.

I promise to keep an open mind.
How's that?

Okay.
[laughs softly]

- Hi, Cam.
- Hey, Delilah.

Uh, come on in.

Uh, hello, Mr. Fulton.

Uh, it's Dr. Fulton.

But hi, how are you?
Nice to meet you.

Thanks for coming by.

Delilah has said so many great
things about you, I figure

I got to meet
this young man myself.

Uh, pleasure
to meet you, too, sir.

♪ ♪

Have a seat.

[sighs]
So,

tell me a little bit
about yourself, Cam.

Hey.

Relax. I'm not gonna bite you.

- CAM [laughs]:
- Uh...

Yeah, okay. Well, uh,

I like sports.
I play basketball, tennis.

And my dad's a musician,
so I'm into that, too.

Hmm. What kind
of music you like?

Uh, anything, really.

Rock, hip-hop, jazz.

Country. Yeah, i-if it's good,

I listen.
Okay, okay.
I like that.

It's good to have a-a breadth

of knowledge about a lot
of different things.

Yeah, especially since
you're not going to college.

At least not
at the moment.

CAM:
Right. Uh, no.

Not at the moment.

So there's a chance
you may still go?

Well, uh...

you know, I'm not one to close
a door on any possibilities,

but I don't know, I just don't
see it as a necessary tool

for success in today's world.

Hmm. Is that right?

Because, of course,
Delilah is going

to college, something we're
very clear about around here.

So any attempt to
convince her otherwise...

Dad.
Oh, no, I would
never do that, sir.

Good, good. Glad to hear.

Yeah, n-nothing
to worry about there.

A-And plus, once Delilah
has decided on something,

I mean, wouldn't matter what
I or anyone else had to say.

She's a very
strong-willed person.

So, what are you trying to say,
she's obstinate?

- What? No. Not at all.
- You got a problem

- with strong women, Cam?
- Okay, who wants
a glass of water?

- Yeah, I'll take one.
- Okay. Dad?
Yeah, I'm good.

Dad.

Dad, can you please chill?

Dee, as a father,

I have questions, that's all.

Okay, fine,
but give him a chance.

You're supposed to be
getting to know him,

not tricking him
into a confession.

Okay, I just want what's best
for you, you know that.

- I do.
- And part of that

is making sure that this kid
is boyfriend material.

Okay, look,
with all due respect, Dad,

he is my boyfriend, not yours.

So, as much as I
would love for you

to approve of him,
I don't need you to.

Well.

Guess he was right about
that "strong-willed" part.

Okay, look.

If you really want
to get to know Cam,

you should ask him
what his passions are.

For example, he has a sneaker
business he's building.

[sighs]
- Entrepreneur, huh?
- Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Great.
[exhales]

I don't see her anywhere.

I mean, we've checked the yard,
the common area,

corridors, bathroom.

Where is she? You think
something happened to her?

[sighs]
I-I'm gonna go back a few hours.

If something did happen,
maybe it was caught on camera.

There.

The cafeteria.

Ouch.

Wait, did you see that?

Robyn's not sloppy.

She just let herself get hit.

She's letting them
get the upper hand.

And who's that inmate
that she cut in front of?

It looks like
she's intentionally

trying to provoke her.

Yeah, I'm running face rec.

Inmate is Bianca Silva.
Uh, former military.

Dishonorably discharged for
murdering her drill instructor

- with her bare hands.
- Geez.

Then she went AWOL.

She beat up and robbed
a store clerk

and two customers,
beat 'em to death.

Now she's, uh, currently serving
two consecutive life sentences.

Wait, you see that?
That's our guy

Darren Rigby dragging her away.

So, Rob let herself
get knocked out

so she could find out
where he's taking the women.

Right, which means
we're about to.

Uh, I don't see them.
Where'd they go?

I don't know.
Uh, there must be some section

of the building that the cameras
just don't cover.

Oh, we got to find her.

[keys jingling]

You think you so tough
with that baton.

I'll bet you got to keep
your wife in a cage

to keep her
from running away, too.

[both grunting]

These floor plans
are incomplete.

There's no sign of the section
of the building where, uh,

McCall and Rigby
seem to have disappeared.

Well, it's been an hour.
The clock is ticking.

What are you doing?
Who are you talking to?

Myself.

I was, uh,
familiarizing myself

with the system.
It's mad outdated. [chuckles]

Who processed your transfer?

You want to talk to him?
I can call him for you.

No, no, no. I'll call him.

Who was it?

[panting]

Mel?

Mel, are you okay? Mel.

[heart beating rapidly]

Are you there?[inhales sharply]

Yeah, fine.

I'm fine, I just--
I got to get out of here.

[woman whimpering, man grunting]

Hey! Get your hands up.

Hands where I can see them.

[crowd clamoring]

MAN:
Come on, Jenna!

[bell clanging]

[indistinct shouting]

ROBYN:
A fight ring.

RIGBY:
I hope you're ready.

'Cause you got next.

ROBYN:
Jenna.

Quite a crowd.

I mean, the corrections
officers I understand,

but all of these suits,
where'd they come from?

Did you put an ad
in The Wall Street Journal?

[chuckles]
Word travels fast.

Gambling addicts are
interesting creatures.

The more exclusive the event,
the more they want to bet.

It's clear you're raking
it in, so what's my cut?

I'm not fighting for free.

You're fighting for the right
to stay alive.

You get knocked out
too many times,

nobody's gonna bet
on you,

which makes you
useless to me.

I already got futures
on this one.

Oh, I see,
y'all got it all lined up.

He takes care of the COs
and you handle the inmates.

And everybody gets paid.

Well, you must feel
real good about yourself.

Not as good
as watching you go down.

You said you had a score
to settle with Jenna?

Well, there she is, and only

one of you walks
out of this ring alive.

A death match?

We never discussed this.

Move it.

Look, you said it yourself.

The more exclusive the event,

the more
this crowd will bet.

Can you imagine
how much we'll pull in?

Okay, but if we keep her alive,

we'll be able
to pull in even more.

Nah. I don't like her.

Showing up here
like she's somebody.

I want her gone.

Please tell me
you found something.

I found some old
historical blueprints

and fire maps. I'm thinking

if there's another
wing at Hopefield,

it might be in these.

I hope you're right.

'Cause any minute now
they're gonna find

that guard I left
zip-tied in the closet.

I got it. There's
an entire extra wing

listed in the old floor plans.

It's, uh, labeled C Block.

It's-it's-it's just
adjacent to the hallway

where Rigby was dragging McCall.

There must be
some sort of hidden

service entrance or something.

OFFICER [over P.A.]:
Attention, everyone.

New transfer CO Denise Lam

is wanted,
possibly armed and dangerous.

- I repeat, Denise Lam is wanted.
- Great.

[alarm wailing]

ROBYN:
Jenna, hey.

Jenna, listen to me.

I'm not a convict.

Let me guess,
you're innocent.

The judge made
a mistake.

Yeah, join the club.

I'm here to get you out.

You're crazy.

Your brother Andrew
sent me.

How do you know
my brother's name?

Because he contacted me.

He wants me to bring you home.

Why would I make up
something like that?

What does it matter?

We're stuck
in a cage.

One of us is about to die,
and it ain't gonna be me.

It's not gonna be either of us.

Look, you're only here
because you made a mistake.

That does not make you
a bad person.

I know what it's like
to be misjudged unfairly,

but we're all more

than our worst decision.

You don't know
anything about me.

What I've been through.

[scoffs]

I know you wanted
to start your own gym.

And that you're only here
because of a tragic accident.

I know one mistake
shouldn't ruin your life.

I know it's not too late
for you to start over.

But you have to let me help you.

[sighs]
No one can help me now.

OFFICER [over P.A.]:
Unauthorized personnel at large.

HARRY:
Okay, you're all clear.

MEL:
Okay, which way do I go?

Past the cafeteria,
through D Block.

And C Block should be
just south of there.

Okay.

[bell clanging]

[crowd clamoring]

[both grunting]

BIANCA:
Destroy her, Jenna!

No mercy! No mercy!

Tear her apart.

[grunting]

[cheering, clamoring]

I said to the death!

Get her on her feet!

Jenna, finish her!

Let's go.

Now!

[grunting]

Freeze!

Aah!

Come on, y'all, let's go.

OFFICER:
All exits on lock.

Escaped inmates.

Repeat, code two.

Lock it down.

All exits on lock.
Escaped inmates.

Repeat, code two. Lock it down.

GUARD:
Don't move.

GUARD 2:
Stay where you are.

We have them.

They're mine.

[alarm wailing]

Let's end this.

[grunting]

[grunting]

RIGBY:
Back to your cages.

Or you'll leave this place
a pile of ashes like the others.

DANTE:
Federal agents!

Weapons down!

Get on the floor now!

Good work, Harry.

I got 'em.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm good.

And so is Jenna.

I couldn't have done it
without her.

Thank you.

AGENT:
I got two more over there.

CAM:
Since a lot of these sneakers
are limited edition,

the supply can hardly keep up

with the demand
at this current price point.

Which means it's time
to raise the price point.

CAM:
Exactly, placing this
year's projected sales

well beyond last year's.

So, what about your five-year
plan, what's that looking like?

I see exponential growth.

Achieved
by acquiring multiple

retail locations
in the tristate area.

At which point
we can expand

beyond sneakers
to clothing

and other merch.

Okay, Cam,
I'm impressed.

[laughs]

Thanks, Dr. Fulton.

Well, Dad, I think
we've kept Cam long enough.

He actually has
a dinner to get to, so...

I got to admit,
I enjoyed

our conversation.

And not that I'm surprised,
but...

...Delilah has
chosen well.

Thank you, sir.

And I promise

to be kind and to
respect your daughter.

[chuckles]
Yeah.

You'd better, or you'll
be hearing from me.

Yes, sir, Dr. Fulton.

All right,

go get some dinner.

And, hey, good luck with
the sneaker business.

Good meeting you.

I'll see you again.

See you.

- I'll call you later.
- All right.

Thanks, Cam.

See you later,
Dr. F.

- See you soon, Dee.
- Bye.

[door closes]

You just had to get

that last little threat
in there, didn't you?

Well, I got to keep
him on his toes.

Trust me, I've been
in his shoes. I know.

Well, anyway...

thank you.

For giving him a chance.

Eventually.

Well, he's an impressive
young man, baby.

I'll officially give him
my dad stamp of approval.

Yay.

Not that it means
anything, apparently.

Okay.

No, stop.

It does.

It means the world, Dad.

Come here.

You mean the world to me.

You know that, right?

I love you.

I love you, too, baby.

To the moon
and back and back.

Andrew?

Jenna.

Andrew.

I never thought
I'd see you again.

Thank you
for never giving up on me.

I don't know

how I'm ever repay you.

You can start by giving me
a membership

to that gym
you've been dreaming about.

[chuckles]
You got it.

I still can't believe
that I'm here.

I thought for sure that
I was gonna die in that place.

You would have
if it wasn't for your brother.

But all those officers
are going to prison.

They won't be hurting
anyone else.

Thanks to you.

And I'm gonna make sure
all that fight club money

goes to improving Hopefield.

- Seriously?
- Well, the fact that
that went on so long...

The system's broken.

Wish I could do more.

Here, you go...

HARRY:Hey, babe, when you were
in that surveillance room

and you took that guy down,
did...?

I mean,
something happened, right?

Did, did you have
another panic attack?

Yeah, I-I started to.

I felt it all

coming back, but I was able
to fight it off.

All right, I mean,
that's progress, right?

Yeah, yeah, I'm on the path.

You're remarkable,
you know that?

Thank you.

Good job today.

Mm.
Yeah.

Well, I'm heading out.

You leaving already?

Meeting someone for dinner.

Anyone we know?

- Night, y'all.
- Uh-huh.

Okay.

["Can't Let Go"
by Anthony Hamilton playing]

♪ No matter
what the people say ♪

♪ I can't ♪

♪ I can't let go... ♪

Hey, Miles.

Rough day?

You know what, don't even
answer that. Come here.

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ I can't ♪

♪ No matter
what the people say ♪

♪ People say. ♪

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