Leverage: Redemption (2021) s02e02 Episode Script

No matter how much we clean
up, there's always more.
[MARCUS] That was the news station.
They said the story did fine,
but they don't need a follow-up.
Well, of course they don't.
Nobody wants to see this.
There's barely enough shrimp out
here to catch because of this poison.
Let's just unload the
haul what there is of it.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[WHIRRING]
[GRUNTS]
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm good.
- [PANTING]
- [ENGINE STARTS]
[PANTING]
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
I've tried to get people
to see what's happening.
Barges passing through drop containers
full of plastic waste out to sea.
Nobody lifts a finger.
These guys are for real.
Not a trace of 'em.
We'll get you back out there, DeDe.
Yeah, but for how long?
My family's been shrimping
this gulf for a hundred years.
But with this crap out there,
I don't know if we'll
make it another five.
We finally got a reporter
to put us on the news,
and all that happened was people
shrugged and changed the channel.
Everyone except for Clyde Hammond.
I mentioned his shipping
company in an interview.
I have seen containers fall off
his barges, and the result is this.
We came to Harry to see if we
could file charges against his thugs
for what they did to our boat.
Well, the difficulty is you don't
have much in the way of evidence.
I believe you, but I think the police
are gonna want more than your word.
The good news is that my friends
specialize in fixing problems
that the system won't.
We can't fix everything
that Hammond's broken,
but we can make him pay a
real price for breaking it.
Destroying my boat's one thing.
Stealing my kid's future?
I can't imagine anyone
settling that debt.
[BREANNA] Clyde Hammond, self-made
man with a small fleet of barges.
Does some commercial business, but
mostly transports plastic waste.
Do we have a way in on him yet?
[BREANNA] Uh, nothing pops online,
but Harry's looking over the financials,
and I got Eliot and Parker
credentials as dock workers.
And they have Hammond
under surveillance.
I got him. He's got a satellite phone.
Who are you
[PARKER] Is that phone really
big or are his hands really small?
[SIGHS] Cartesian duality.
Our senses are always deceiving us.
[WHISPERS] Never assume.
That [SIGHS]
[BEEPING]
Ugh. Hacking a sat phone's so much
harder than hacking a cell phone.
Get his satellite provider
anyway, just in case.
Hi. I'm sorry I'm late.
I got held up in court.
Whoo!
Seriously?
We're doing a job on plastics,
Harry, and you bring that?
That's recyclable.
No, it is not. That is
a lie that they tell you.
That stuff, it has to be separated,
and it has to go through a big mach
This, this brings me
back to our guy Hammond.
So, Hammond ships tons
of America's plastic waste
to India, Africa, and the Far East.
But in 2019, most foreign countries,
they signed an accord
making trash dumping illegal.
- However, we did not sign it.
- [SNIFFS]
So it's technically legal to
export waste away from the US.
Yes, but it is a crime
to dump it anywhere else.
So Hammond saw an opportunity,
and now he makes a small fortune
by taking plastic off the hands of
US manufacturers, recycling plants,
shipping it away to
Southeast Asia and Africa,
and then bribing the
local officials for peanuts
to let him dump it there illegally,
where, one way or another,
it turns into pollution.
That's how I eat my Pad Woon
Sen without losing any noodles.
I hope they taste like shame.
They do now.
- So why does the waste end up in the gulf?
- Profit.
Hammond takes on more
trash than he can unload
and then dumps it once he's
out in international waters.
Okay, one weird thing about
the financials: his office.
It's a commercial space in a warehouse.
He should have bare-bones
insurance coverage,
but he's got a top-of-the-line policy.
Only time I ever saw that at my old job
was when the client had a
collection, either art or antiquities.
Rich guys love their trophies.
Yeah, but there's no record of
him buying anything worth insuring.
- So did he inherit a collection?
- Shipping.
Everyone's watching what goes
out and not what comes in.
He's a clever boy.
I bet he even keeps some of
those containers full of trash
to hide things in round-trip.
I mean, what customs official is
gonna inspect the trash? It's trash.
- You're right.
- [SOPHIE] Eliot.
Hammond is personally supervising
the unloading of this shipment.
Does he do that for all of them?
He hasn't opened one today or yesterday.
- [PARKER] Hammond's leaving.
- [SOPHIE] Parker, don't lose him.
Anton, let's bring out our cargo next.
Then you guys start getting
ready for the auction.
Take it up.
Am I looking for something?
[SOPHIE] You want to inspect the goods,
so a container from today's load.
Look at you.
Something in the trash.
Ooh! Ornate Christian reliquary.
Middle Eastern, by the looks of it.
There's no way that was legally moved.
So he's shipping trash out
and illegal antiquities in.
And he's using those extra shipments
to hide his smuggling profits.
Then he sells the antiquities here.
Except for the trophies
that he skims for himself.
Which he insures but, of
course, never paid for.
- [CLICKS TONGUE]
- Black-market smuggling is very illegal.
That's why he didn't want DeDe
shining the spotlight on him.
And that is how we're gonna get him.
So if that can't be recycled
It is yours until you die.
[SOPHIE] So, from the top.
Okay, so you're the art authenticator
for the insurance company.
And that is a problem for Hammond. Why?
Why? Because his collection is illegal.
Uh, he doesn't have the paperwork
proving where he bought his antiquities.
- Provenance.
- [BREANNA] Right.
So he offers to bribe you.
[GREEK ACCENT] "Oh, sir, I'm
shocked! I am not that kind of woman!"
And then you offer to help him.
[GREEK ACCENT] "Oh, sir,
for that kind of money,
I am that kind of woman!"
And then we dig up
enough deets to shut down
the entire smuggling operation.
Okay, but it's just the corporations.
They're just gonna keep making
plastic, and then that plastic is gonna
keep ending up as pollution, so
why are we not going after them?
And how does that help DeDe now?
This team can't solve the
world's bigger problems.
We're just We're not built for it.
What we can do is help one person
and then the next, and then the next,
and then we look back, and you
see how much you've changed.
It's baby steps, Breanna.
It's not enough.
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]
We're in. Let me know if you need me.
I love being right.
Hammond's place is packed
full of antiquities.
What's up, man?
- [PARKER] We don't have cameras?
- [BREANNA] Well, that's a federal port.
It's too risky to hack
their security feeds, man.
All right, Sophie, get a full inventory
in case we need to steal something.
What? It's been three weeks
since we stole something.
Who the hell are you?
[GREEK ACCENT] Mr. Hammond, apologies,
but they should have contacted you.
Athena Baros.
I'm the antiquities authenticator
for your insurance company.
[TYPING]
[HAMMOND] Hmm
Oh, how the hell did I miss this?
It's policy.
I just need to compare your
pieces to your records of sales
and provenance, and
I'll be out of your hair.
Yeah, sure, the, uh, provenance thing.
I got those files somewhere.
Uh, I'm pretty sure our plan
hinges on him not having those.
He's got a source. Some forger.
[GREEK ACCENT] I have
to say, Mr. Hammond,
your taste is exquisite.
You know, I only consult
for the insurance company.
It'd be a pleasure to work on
a collection of this quality.
Oh.
You need to expose these ivory tiles
to natural sunlight to keep them white.
Really? Great catch.
[GASPS]
Qing Dynasty, from the carvings.
Perhaps even the original set
designed for the Empress Dowager Cixi.
[CHUCKLES] You really know your stuff.
I won those playing poker in
the dirtiest slum in Sumatra.
They remind me sometimes you gotta get
your hands a little
dirty to find real value.
That'd be worth, like,
a couple million dollars.
- Is that real?
- [NORMAL VOICE] That one is.
Beg pardon?
[GREEK ACCENT] That one is
Yuan Dynasty, 15th century.
- Mm-hmm.
- [GASPS] East Africa.
[GASPS]
The Malindi Kingdom,
if I'm not mistaken.
Early 1600s?
You have a terrific eye, Ms.
Baros. Let me get you those papers.
[PARKER] Yuan Dynasty wasn't
in China in the 15th century.
You know Chinese history?
I know what's worth stealing
from Chinese history,
and that doesn't exist.
There are fakes mixed in
with the real antiques.
[NORMAL VOICE] I know this
work. I have to get out of here.
[HAMMOND] You certainly know every
corner of your field, Ms. Baros.
But I already have a
gifted authenticator.
[GASPS]
Hello.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
Ms. Baros. Mr. Wilde.
Baros.
Baros.
[SNAPS FINGERS]
[GREEK ACCENT] Athena.
Yes! Athena Baros.
Yes! [CHUCKLES]
Oh, I've heard wonderful
things about you.
- Arthur Wilde.
- Ah.
You were brought onto that
Mesopotamian dig two years ago.
They came to me, but I was busy
digging out a Burmese temple.
[ALL LAUGH]
[GASPS] Wilde. Of course.
I've heard the name many times.
You studied under Martha
Downey at the Leiden Program.
I passed on that fellowship.
She's an expert in her field.
Does she want me to go in or not?
[BREANNA] Uh, nothing
concrete on Arthur Wilde yet.
It's an alias. He's the forger
making provenance docs for Hammond.
- A forger she knows.
- [CHUCKLES]
If Mr. Hammond can
spare me for a moment,
I would love to discuss
your Greco-Roman discoveries.
Yeah, sure.
[CHUCKLES]
Of course. I finally start to
make a steady bit of income,
and here you are to cut
the legs out from under me.
- [NORMAL VOICE] It's not what you think.
- No?
You just wandered into Hammond's
office using your Greek accent
with a touch of "I'm so
vulnerable, please protect me"
- and stroking his ego?
- To be fair, that part is what you think.
But my question is,
how did you end up here?
Well, it was certainly no thanks to you.
It's been an interesting few decades.
Who is this guy?
I don't know, but I really hope
it's as good as the fanfic
I'm writing in my head.
So who are you now? Belinda? No.
Kiki. You know, I liked Kiki.
Charlotte.
She was a bit too stuck up for me,
considering she did send me to prison.
[PARKER] What happened? Is Sophie okay?
Her audio just dropped out.
She just took her comms
out. She's all right.
Sophie Devereaux.
[CLICKS TONGUE] Sophie.
Such a pleasure to meet you.
Now, I have to insist, Sophie,
that you get the hell
away from Mr. Hammond.
I've got a nice play going on here.
He pays me very handsomely to
authenticate his smuggled goods.
I organize all his
black-market auctions.
And you forge the paperwork, too.
You were always quite gifted at that.
But the fakes
I just sell the odd one or
two to bump up my margins.
- Classic con.
- A classic.
One of the first we learned.
It's boutique, though.
Why don't you scale it up a bit?
Hmm? He could be a big score.
He could be a massive score.
Hammond keeps a whole shipping container
full of antiquities hidden at the docks.
Just the choice pieces that
fell off the back of his barge
while being smuggled to their buyers.
- A hidden container.
- Uh-huh.
But I've learned my lesson
about aiming too high.
I never did have your sense of grandeur.
I want to help you.
What if I could get
us both what we want?
What I wanted was for you to be dead.
But I'll settle for you
staying out of my way,
Your Grace.
Ah! What a delight!
Such a charming woman.
I'm not saying work with Arthur.
I'm just saying we
we work around him.
So we just pay him off? You know him.
- He's in bed with the mark.
- Exactly.
And that relationship is how we know
that Hammond doesn't just
have his office collection,
but is, in fact, hiding a
container full of black-market art.
Arthur served us up a better,
bigger score. Let's return the favor.
It's cleaner and smarter
to make him disappear.
Bonk him on the head, have Breanna
wipe his ID and credit rating,
- and dump him in Venezuela?
- I'm so proud of you right now.
So who is this Wilde guy?
Arthur Wilde is an expert forger.
I mean, his antiquities are good,
but his paperwork's flawless.
- He's an absolute master of
- Sophie, that's not what she's asking you.
She's asking you, who is Wilde to you?
All right? You took your comms out
during a job to talk to this guy.
Everyone here has a past, and
everyone here respects that.
Arthur, he's no one significant.
I will take care of him.
Okay, well, I did that research
on that mahjong set of
Hammonds, as requested.
Yes, that is Hammond's
prized possession.
When I inspected it, I
thought it looked incomplete.
[BREANNA] Well, you're right.
It's missing the honor tiles.
So 16 wind tiles in total, plus
three dragon tiles for each player.
Now, for over a century, people
believed that the Empress Dowager's set
was created without these extra tiles.
But there is an Internet
full of art nerds
who believe the artisan
who made the extra tiles
sneaked them away after
the Empress Dowager's death.
I hacked Hammond's backup email.
He's been putting out
feelers everywhere,
searching for these missing tiles.
You think we should find 'em for him?
Yes.
Can we fake antique ivory?
I was hoping you would ask that.
Yes. It is called digital ivory.
It's a calcium phosphate
mixture processed at high heat
in a 3D printer, used to
make dental restorations.
Ooh. I've never been to the dentist.
I
All we got to do is
steal a printer, then.
We place some of your
trackers inside the tiles,
we drop them into Hammond's auction,
we buy them out from under him,
we hire him to smuggle them
Get him to steal the thing
that he wants the most,
and then he'll take it back
to that little cave of wonders,
we find that, and then we get
him for smuggling antiquities.
And do we do that without Wilde?
I'll handle him.
Have you really never
been to the dentist?
I'm a master criminal.
Can't have dental records flying around.
[EXHALES SHARPLY]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
A lot of good stuff here, right?
I'm told the jade tiara is gorgeous.
Did he say "made in China"?
He said "jade tiara,"
not "made in China."
I thought you said your lip-reading
skills were up to par on this.
I'm practicing. Sheesh. Get a hobby.
- What?
- Hammond's on the move.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
What in the hell, man?!
Me? You stepped in my way.
You're too big of a
man to apologize? Huh?
Social graces means
something around here.
- Anton.
- Mr. Hammond, allow me to help our guest.
I'm sure it's just one too many drinks.
Please.
It was a basic but decent distraction.
Sometimes that's all you need.
She's taught you well.
[CHUCKLES] I have no idea
what you're talking about.
However, I am happy to have this
conversation with you elsewhere.
Oh, is the hitter gonna make
mincemeat of little old me?
[SIGHS] I'll take it from here.
Yeah, well, you better.
Or I will.
Your Grace, I distinctly recall
saying stay away from Hammond.
[MISCHIEVOUS MUSIC PLAYING]
Give me one reason why
I shouldn't throw you off
of Hammond's bay right now.
Because I have a plan that
can get us both what we want.
Sophie, you said you were gonna
handle this. Now you're looping him in?
I'm not interested. I don't
trust you. Surely you understand.
You help us find that hidden
container and bring Hammond down.
Why would I do that?
How many millions worth of
art is in that container?
Your cut will make you ten times as much
as you could make in years
selling the odd forgery.
I was about to say, "Don't
make me regret this,"
but considering our past,
I don't think I could possibly regret
working with you more than last time.
Fair enough.
Unless I die. I'm not
gonna die this time, am I?
No promises.
Do you know who's selling these?
Yes, Mr. Hammond, a last-moment edition.
But I had a feeling you'd take a
particular interest in these tiles.
Wilde, you have outdone
yourself. Are these
Indeed, they are.
Sent in by a wealthy client,
introduced to me by Dr. Baros.
Our chance meeting has
proved quite profitable.
And they're authentic?
[GREEK ACCENT] The
provenance is indisputable.
My client purchased a
small palace in Java.
It had been used as a refuge for
those fleeing the early dynasties.
These tiles were discovered
in the wine cellar.
It hadn't been opened in a century.
- If you don't believe
- What?
Excuse me one moment.
[INDISTINCT WHISPERING]
Mr. Akhmedova, the Chechen,
has promised to exceed our bid
on the tiles by $200,000 US.
That's quite an offer.
Mr. Akhmedova.
If you would like these items
shipped to a certain location,
I'm sure Mr. Hammond can accommodate.
His vessels travel the world.
[CHECHEN ACCENT] The Port of
Tanjung Priok in Indonesia.
As quickly as possible.
We shall solidify the arrangements.
"Pick up the item.
Then, tomorrow, bring
it to my container."
[NO AUDIBLE DIALOGUE]
He wants the tiles in Indiana.
Indonesia.
[NO AUDIBLE DIALOGUE]
"But they're not making it
anywhere near our demonstration."
Their destination.
[NO AUDIBLE DIALOGUE]
"Let's dump a few containers
into the gulf as we leave.
We'll tell this Chechen we
were attacked by parrots."
Yeah. No, pirates.
It's obviously pirates!
Okay, here we go.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[BEEPING]
Trackers working. Good signal.
All right.
[BEEPING]
Well?
The trackers are working,
leading us straight
to Hammond's container.
[BEEPING]
- Ooh.
- No, it's all good. It's all good.
The metal containers cause interference.
I use three signals,
bounce them off one another
- to boost visibility.
- [CHIMES]
- Uh-oh.
- What was that?
Okay, not good, not good, not good.
Come on, come on.
This container has
active countermeasures.
I can track a rough location,
maybe narrow it down to about
a hundred containers.
Yeah, assuming none of them move on
or off the ship while we're looking.
Damn it. Sophie, we got nothing.
[BEEPING]
We lost the signal.
But you said this would work.
Hammond's gonna find out
this whole thing's a fake.
My entire con hangs in the balance here.
And you knew this could happen?
We're not done yet.
The container's still there.
It's still our best way to get him.
But for our new plan, we need Arthur.
This has nothing to do with
the new plan, all right?
This Wilde guy is not just
someone you used to know
before when he was on the outside.
If you wanna pretend
that, then that's fine,
but he's on the inside now.
Just like when it happened to me.
Like when it happened to Parker.
You gotta come clean.
[SHIP HORN BLOWS]
All right, we get on board, locate
Hammond's container and tag it.
We'll be gone in no time.
Just try to act normal, okay?
[IRISH ACCENT] Top of
the mornin' to ya laddies!
[SOPHIE SIGHS]
When I was starting out,
I teamed up with Arthur.
We had a good thing going, a
couple of street rats in London.
But then we joined a
crew doing art forgery.
The boss was Well, he
was brilliant but terrifying.
He saw potential in me. He
set me up in high society.
Suddenly, I was invited
to all the right parties.
I was accepted in all the right
homes, trusted by all the right people.
All right.
So Wilde made the fakes,
and you convinced all your
rich friends to buy 'em.
How did Arthur get the
short end of the stick?
A couple of years into the long con,
I caught the eye of an older man.
The Duke of Hanover.
Actually, he he was very kind to me,
and I genuinely liked him.
A duke. [EXHALES] It was a big score.
And the boss encouraged
me to spend time with him
and worm my way into the aristocracy.
And then somebody figured you out?
Mm-mm. Not me.
One of the forgeries.
The boss convinced me to
let Arthur take the fall,
keep my identity clean.
I I
I could have said no. I should
have said no, but I didn't.
I was young, and it was complicated.
[SIGHS] So
Arthur I went to prison because of me.
Sophie, there's still
nothing about this guy
that says we can trust him.
We can still get what we want.
Arthur can do this, Eliot.
I owe him this.
I hope you're right
about this guy, Sophie.
Well, you're not gonna
get any judgment from me.
You remember where I was when we met.
But if it comes down to helping
either your old partner or DeDe,
which one you gonna choose?
Tell me you're ready for this.
Ah, I don't know. I've been
thinking about our new plan.
My new plan. Oh, here it comes.
It seems to rely quite heavily on me.
In the next few moments in particular.
So you thought now would be a
good time to renegotiate your cut?
I don't wanna have to blow
the whole thing up over, what,
- say, an extra 25 on the dollar?
- Surely ten will do trick.
Twenty was always my lucky number.
Fifteen to wrap this up good and
tight before we reach that door.
Always a pleasure working
with a professional.
Hold on.
That was a bit too easy.
What's really in this for you?
It's none of your business.
Oh, you don't trust
me, Sophie Devereaux?
Fair enough. You shouldn't.
Wait, wait, wait. I've
seen this act before.
You need to tell me
exactly what you did.
I don't need to tell you anything.
He stole the honor tiles
for his personal collection.
[GREEK ACCENT] What?
You stole the honor tiles?
Do you have any idea who
you stole those tiles from?
Yeah, what's his name, the Chechen.
[SPLUTTERS]
You don't know who the Chechen is?
You didn't steal the
tiles from the Chechen.
He overpaid for those tiles by $200,000
because he works for Adnan Altahir.
The terrorist?
Whose violent exploits in Southeast
Asia you should be familiar with.
No, no, no, we have to fix this.
You have to give those tiles back.
No, no, no, no, I'm
not giving them back.
They have no way of knowing I was lying
about the pirates knocking
the tiles overboard.
And neither Altahir or the Chechen
are gonna do squat to me on US soil.
Besides, I have a
more immediate concern.
This man was at the auction.
You spoke with him, and
somehow he's also a dock worker.
What's going on? Who is he?
Uh nobody?
Now, that sounds like a lie.
Wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait! He's a
He's a fed.
- Huh?
- Uh-huh.
A fed? Are you kidding?
You're in business with terrorists.
You said you'd consult
for me if I had an opening?
Well, I'm open to offers.
Good to know.
- [COCKS PISTOL]
- The guy's FBI, but he's bent.
He's been working in
the art world for years.
Whether he was at the auction for me,
the Chechen, or you, I don't know,
but he can be bought.
Well
I do like to acquire things.
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]
[IRISH ACCENT] Mikey.
[CLEARS THROAT] See you
later for a pint there, Tommy.
[WHISTLES]
Winner, winner, chicken dinner!
[SIGHS]
How many more containers
are there to check?
Sixty-three of these in
one shipment on one boat.
No wonder DeDe's
fighting an uphill battle.
Okay.
I guess you know who I am.
Well, I guess you know who I am.
I know everything about you,
Hammond. I got mad respect for you.
I've been trying to keep this
case off my boss's desk for weeks
because I smell something that
could be great for both of us.
Help yourself.
We always find a way to
do just that, don't we?
You've got a great scam going on here.
All your little boats, the
trinkets you hide everywhere.
I got a better scam.
You see, Agent McSweeten, head
of the FBI counterterrorism,
he's a little bit of a Boy Scout,
and he'd love to hear about you.
- Oh, is that right?
- That is right.
You see, you smuggle for big
game, but you're a little fish.
He'd probably just use you for bait
to catch whoever he wanted to
hang over his fireplace. [CHUCKLES]
And the only thing between
you and him, I guess, is me.
I'll tear you apart!
No, no, no, no, no.
What you're gonna do is cut me
in for 40% of your operation.
Now, that's what you're gonna do.
Because if you don't,
the next time you see me,
I could be with, like, 10, 12
cats wearing windbreakers
[IMITATES RACKING SHOTGUN]
holding shotguns.
And I'd have a warrant in my hand.
Pardon me. Enjoy. I wouldn't eat
those. Those were previously frozen.
[DOOR CLOSES]
This is all just getting too hot.
Get the tiles from my container,
tell the barge to shove off and wait.
International waters.
I'm gonna call the Chechen.
Maybe we can make a deal with the
tiles to solve this FBI blackmail.
[BANGING ON WINDOW]
[IMITATES RACKING SHOTGUN]
Maybe he can take care
of all of our problems.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
- How did you know, uh
- Shh.
[CHECHEN ACCENT] Sit.
I saw your barge pushing off
and knew we needed to talk.
The man I work for is very powerful.
Powerful enough to solve
all of your problems,
legal or otherwise,
anywhere in the world.
Perhaps even take care
of a pesky FBI agent.
[INHALES SHARPLY]
In return, this most gracious leader
who appreciates cultural artifacts
would be pleased to accept
your entire mahjong set.
Lost tiles included.
He wants the entire set now?
Yes. Thank you.
Very generous of you.
I will escort this back
to my employer immediately.
And so long as you do
not betray his trust
there are no problems
we cannot erase for you.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
God damn!
[PHONE RINGS]
Yes.
Everybody ready? Sophie?
Heading in now.
When we're done with him,
Hammond will have backed himself
so far into a corner, he'll
turn himself over to the FBI.
- You do know Eliot's not the real FBI, right?
- [PARKER LAUGHS]
Why do you think I dropped
McSweeten's name in his lap?
Sophie, be careful.
[SOPHIE] So far, it's all
going to plan, thanks to Arthur.
[DOOR OPENS]
Ms. Baros, my associate just
told me some troubling news.
Apparently, your real
name is Sophie Devereaux
and you're here trying to con
me out of everything I have.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
Did your associate also tell you
that he's been selling
you fakes for months?
- I never sold him fakes.
- [SOPHIE] Really?
The Malindi Kingdom was still
active in the early 1600s?
I expect he's been taking kickbacks
for authenticating other
people's fakes for you as well.
Throwing out the blame just
to try and confuse things.
That's just her style.
She lured you into
stealing those lost tiles
so you would lead her directly
to your personal container.
Who told me about the hidden
container in the first place?
Get the others. Now.
I told you not to trust me. You
should have stayed in your lane,
- Your Grace.
- This is my lane.
All this time and
you've learned nothing.
If you're so smart, how did the trackers
you hid in those lost
tiles work out of you, huh?
Trackers? What trackers?
I just found out about that. I swear.
I just sent those tiles to
The Chechen just sent those to
Altahir, who's deep in hiding,
'cause you said I needed to.
And now you're telling
me there are trackers?
He'll never believe I
didn't do this on purpose.
Mr. Hammond. Mr. Hammond. Mr. Hammond.
- Shut up.
- Mr. Hammond.
- I said shut up.
- About the Chechen
- Shut up or I'm gonna shoot you.
- [LINE RINGING OUT]
Come on, pick up. Come
on, pick up. Where is he?
Look, I can fix this.
But first we gotta get rid of her.
Look, no matter how safe you
believe your hidden container is,
she's about to empty it right now.
[SCOFFS] Empty it?
The container's on my
ship, safe and sound.
But we're gonna fix this.
We're gonna find your
little friend together.
And if we can't, I'm
gonna get rid of you.
- [GRUNTS]
- Go.
Where do you think you're going?
Eliot, I could use your
help right about now.
I got you. Go.
[NECK CRACKS]
[GRUNTING]
[ALL GRUNTING]
[PHONE RINGS]
- [STATIC]
- Hello? Uh, Mr. Chechen? Hello?
God damn interference. Hello?
I told you, it's Sophie we
need. Forget the Chechen. He's
Another word out of you
and I'll take care of one
of my big problems right now.
[PHONE VIBRATES]
Hammond keeps calling me
and I can't find Sophie.
Breanna, where am I supposed to
Hold that thought.
Trust me, no one's gonna miss
Sophie Devereaux when she's gone.
I don't trust you, Wilde. Now move.
[GASPS]
[HAMMOND] What the
? But I've been call
[PHONE VIBRATING]
[GRUNTS]
What did you do? What did you do?
I don't know. He must
have He was attacked.
I've been calling him for the last ten.
He's the only one that could
get me out of this mess.
God damn it! What am I
gonna do? What am I gonna do?
- Huh?
- This is all too much, Mr. Hammond.
Sophie Devereaux and the
Chechen and the FBI. It's a
The FBI? The FBI? I could call the
FBI and make a deal for protection.
- Go.
- No.
- Go!
- But no, no, no, no.
You see, the FBI guy, he is
He's crooked, I know. But his
boss, McSweeten, he'll take my call.
Oh, what? You're gonna make
a deal and save yourself?
Hold on. What about Sophie
Devereaux? What about your container?
You can't just let her
get away with everything!
You're right. There is another way.
But I'm gonna need a fall guy
for the FBI and the terrorist.
[GROANS]
After all, who was it who
met the Chechen first? You.
Who was it who arranged
the sale of the tiles? You!
No, no, no, Hammond!
It's all a con.
The FBI guy was in on it.
The Chechen was in on it.
None of it is real!
You don't need a fall guy.
I don't believe a word you say.
[GROANS]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[ENGINE STARTS]
[PANTING] He's gone. We lost him.
Which way did Hammond go now?
He took a motorboat to his
barge. International water.
So I did wind up dead this time.
No one said he was gonna shoot me.
Oh, Arthur. You didn't expect we'd
keep a live gun in play, did you?
[GRUNTS]
[CHECHEN ACCENT] I have
loaded the blanks into the gun.
Now talk me through the rest.
Just stop with the freaky accent thingy.
Perhaps I will use this
accent forever. [EVIL LAUGH]
[GROANS]
Fall down, you idiot.
You could have told me.
We needed it to be believable.
You were pushing the betrayal too hard.
Excuse me, I stammered and cowered
perfectly well after Harry died.
It was very convincing, by the way.
Oh, that was actually
my first death, so
Hold that thought.
[GRUNTS]
[GRUNTING]
Stop, stop, stop!
[GRUNTS]
Is that enough blood? Or
should I add a little bit more?
And when I crumple,
should I crumple forwards
or should I crumple backwards?
Well, just die already.
Give me that.
I'm gonna take Brando here home.
But Hammond never called the
FBI. So much for your plan, huh?
Arthur, plans are like identities.
Always have a backup.
- Breanna.
- Oh, I'm on it.
I reached out to all the
media outlets with your story
and Parker's on the phone with
Hammond's satellite provider now.
[VALLEY ACCENT] Yeah, tots.
Yeah. Perf. Yeah. Cancel.
[CHUCKLES] Twenty minutes?
Oh, yeah. Totally. [LAUGHS]
- [PHONE RINGS]
- Hello?
I hope you enjoy your time
on your trash barge, Hammond.
Don't you get it?
All we needed was for
you to get on that barge,
and now you're never getting off it.
I can get off this ship at
a dozen international ports,
bribe my way in through contacts of
any country that I have dumped in.
I still have assets on this
barge worth millions of dollars.
I'm afraid not, Mr. Hammond.
Because what the government won't take,
I've already stolen.
[BREANNA] Now we're almost
into Hammond's bank accounts.
Just move the little arrow thingy
to the little gray box
thingy on the right.
[CHECHEN ACCENT] Yes,
I know what a cursor is.
This accent thing is throwing me off.
[HARRY] Perhaps you are
seasick from being on boat.
- Harry!
- [COMPUTER TRILLING]
[HAMMOND] Oh, I'm gonna
find you, Sophie Devereaux.
- Ooh.
- You think you have me cornered? Yeah?
Well, I still have an entire container
full of priceless antiquities.
Which despite all of your
crap, you never managed to get.
Get the tiles from my container,
tell the barge to shove off and wait.
International waters.
[PARKER] There's Hammond's guy.
And that's the container.
Hurry. Switch the ID numbers
so they take the wrong one.
You see, the feds just don't take
one's word on this sort of thing.
I did have to provide evidence.
And don't even think about
trying to call for help.
Your satellite phone should
start dying right about
[STATIC]
Hello? Hello?
Hello?!
[SCREAMS]
We may not get 'em to stop
dumping trash around the world,
but we sure managed to
convince Clyde Hammond to stop.
Yeah, and replace your boat.
And he graciously agreed to
put almost every cent he owns
into a cooperative to clean up the bay.
You know, most people who don't live
with this problem refuse to care.
I didn't think anybody would ever help.
Well, I called the news
station about that follow-up.
I think you could make them care.
Come on.
Stop.
I wanna drive the boat.
- I wanna drive the boat.
- [ELIOT] No.
- [PARKER] I wanna drive the boat.
- [ELIOT] No!
[SIGHS]
I'm gonna drive the boat.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
- Arthur.
- Oh, apology time.
Arthur, I admit I tried
to forget what I did
or didn't do all those years ago.
But I have been carrying
it with me ever since.
I know your cut of the Hammond con
isn't gonna begin to make up for it.
Where did the rest of the money go?
I'm trying to make amends.
That doesn't sound like the girl I know.
That's not me anymore.
Yes, it is.
Just because you walked away
from the carnage in your past
doesn't mean it's not there.
And I'm not the only one whose legs
you cut out from underneath them.
Why don't you stop pretending?
'Cause I know the real you, darling.
And you haven't changed.
Harry, I wanted to thank you
for what you did on this con.
I knew I did a good death.
- [BOTH CHUCKLE]
- I know that's not what you meant.
You know, when Nate
was running the team,
he would never, ever admit
to having a blind spot.
But I knew he relied
on me to point them out
when he was veering onto the wrong path.
I know I have blind spots
and I know where they are,
but thank you for pointing them out.
I was kind of hoping you
might stick around for a bit,
stop me from veering.
You were right.
I mean, maybe we can't take
on the world's bigger problems,
but at least now DeDe can.
I'm glad you found a way.
Yeah.
Uh
Why didn't you tell
the crew about Arthur?
Because you can't dwell on the past.
You have to keep moving forward.
But sometimes when you look back,
you see how much you've changed.
Baby steps, Sophie.
Baby steps.
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]