Leverage: Redemption (2021) s03e03 Episode Script

The Scared Stiff Job

1
[RHYTHMIC BEEPING]
[CRIES]
I'm going to miss you so much, Dad.
[CRIES] But your grandson
will carry on your name.
I promise.
[BEEPING CONTINUES]
[SNIFFLES, CRIES]
[GRUNTING]
[SIGHS]
- [STEADY BEEP]
- [CRYING]
- [PERSON] Sorry. Excuse me. Pardon me.
- [DAUGHTER] Wait.
- [RELATIVE] Who are these people?
- We're not done saying goodbye.
Hi. Pete Luna. Gift of Time.
So sorry, sweetheart. Gotta
move fast with these things.
- Gisele?
- What things?
- Prepare to move the client.
- Your dad didn't tell you?
Tell me what? Stop! That's my father!
And if you ever loved him,
you don't want to do that.
None of this works if we don't
get the body cooled down ASAP.
None of what works?
- Cryonics.
- [EMPLOYEE 1] Let's get this ice moving.
- You know, like Ted Williams?
- What?
A lot of people think Disney
did it. That's an urban legend.
- You're not freezing my father.
- No. We call it vitrification.
I don't care what you call it.
We are his family, and we
decide what happens to his body.
- Yeah. No.
- [EMPLOYEE 2] Ready for prep.
See, your, uh, dad,
he signed a contract.
- Wait. [CRIES]
- [PETER] Here, this one is your copy.
Excuse me. Um.
Yeah, feel free to bring
that to your attorney,
but I assure you all the i's are
dotted and the t's are crossed.
But don't worry.
Your father's body
will be safe with us.
- [INHALES DEEPLY]
- So long as you pay the storage fees.
Storage fees?
[SIGHS]
[SOPHIE] Storage fees?
What Luna didn't tell us that day
was that, at the seven year mark,
those fees would balloon.
There's a "trigger" in the contract,
which I'm sure my father
signed under duress.
You don't think he signed
on his own free will?
I never once heard my father
mention anything about cryonics.
You think he was manipulated?
- Hey, Mom!
- You rascal. Get over here. [CHUCKLES]
I didn't know it at the time,
but the day I told
my dad I was pregnant
was the very same day he got
his terminal cancer diagnosis.
It was also the same day he
signed that evil contract.
[SOPHIE] Huh.
Peter Luna preyed on your
father in his darkest hour.
My dad was not some narcissist
who wanted to live forever.
- No.
- [SCOFFS]
He just he wanted to believe
that he could meet his grandchild.
And now, his body storage
fees are bankrupting us.
My mom and dad started
this nursery from scratch
after they emigrated from Madagascar.
It's the family business.
By the end of the month,
it'll belong to Peter Luna.
Not the outcome your
father would have wanted.
It's the opposite.
Family was everything to my dad.
Let me tell you something.
You see that banana tree?
In Madagascar, there's an old folktale
my dad used to tell us all the time.
When God created the
first man and woman,
he gave them a
choice in how they died.
They could either die like the
moon, or like the banana tree.
The moon dies every
month and is resurrected
in a cycle that repeats forever.
The banana tree dies only
once and is gone forever.
But before it dies it sends
out little green shoots
that become new banana trees.
And here's your little green shoot.
Exactly. [SNIFFLES]
Can you help us?
Peter Luna.
He seems nice.
He trawls oncology wards,
looking for patients who have just
been given a terminal diagnosis.
He convinces them that they're gonna
be resurrected in the very near future
when medical technology is
advanced enough to save them.
Despite the fact that no
one's ever been revived
and the technology doesn't work,
he gets them to sign
on the dotted line.
And after they die,
he slowly bankrupts
the family until he owns it all.
Including the body.
Why does he keep all the bodies?
Mmm. That's a question
with no good answer.
Well, I hate to be the
bearer of bad news,
but I have reviewed the
contract, and it is solid.
What he's doing is
all perfectly legal.
Of course it is.
Because the US isn't so much a
country as it is a giant Ponzi scheme.
Now, people have
a right to decide what
to do with their body after they die.
What if I said I wanted
to be taxidermied like
that, and installed right about there?
I would respect your choice.
Probably never come back here again.
Oh, FYI.
You can do whatever you
want with my meat sack.
Hardison and I won't be needing ours
anymore once we get our robot bodies,
thank you very much.
- [BOTH] Meat sack?
- Mmm.
Eliot?
Oh, he wants to be torn apart
and eaten by a pack of wolves,
so he can be a part of the pack
forever, for every generation to come.
How do you know that?
I never said that out loud.
I was just gonna go with cremated,
but the wolf thing
sounds That sounds cool.
What about you, Sophie?
I just want to be buried beside Nate.
I didn't expect this job
to affect me so much
'Cause, Parker, yeah, our
bodies are just vessels.
But they're vessels that we love.
That we live with.
If If anyone were to
steal Nate's body, I
[CHUCKLES]
Laying our loved ones to rest,
in whatever way feels
right, it gives us rest too.
I'm sorry, I
Don't apologize. You're right.
Let's give this guy hell.
[GASPS] We should Christmas carol him.
We're not doing the
Christmas carol thing.
You know how many times
Hardison tried that.
There's too many moving parts.
Okay. So Hardison couldn't.
No. It's too soon to be pitching cons.
We need to investigate
this guy further.
Oh, yeah.
[BREANNA] I got into
the security cameras.
There are five other
businesses besides Peter Luna's.
I can't believe such a
normal looking building
is housing an army of sub-zero undead.
Yeah. Well, most military cryonics
research facilities are all the same.
The normal buildings are upstairs.
Labs, they're in the basement.
Just in case something goes
wrong, they can lock it down.
Wait, are you telling me
you've fought zombies?
Oh. Yeah.
All right. Breanna tracked flowers
going to Peter Luna's office.
- That's our ticket. [GRUNTS]
- [SIGHS]
- [PARKER GASPS]
- We didn't rehearse a slap.
You think it's funny?
Humiliating me like that?
Babe. Babe. I-I-I didn't
even notice it, okay?
I-I don't know what I'm
doing. I'm an idiot.
Course you didn't. 'Cause
you only think of yourself.
Oh, right on time, my flowers.
- Thank you. No, no. I need these.
- Ah, ah. I need ID.
I need these.
I left it in the van.
Listen to me, okay?
I posted a picture of my wife
yesterday and put it on the Internet
and she said her hair was messed
up. Okay? It looked fine to me.
She said something about flyaways.
I don't know what those are.
You are the only thing standing in
the way of me making up with my wife
and me sleeping on
the couch for a week.
So have a heart.
[SIGHS] Thank you. Thank you.
Ma'am. Ma'am.
You need to check in.
Ma'am.
Oh, wow.
That is a gorgeous chair.
Titanium, huh? Probably
light as a feather.
And you got the top-of-the-line
power assist unit.
- You know wheelchairs?
- Well, I'm a veteran.
So I got a lot of friends in chairs,
but their chairs are not as pretty
as yours, I'll tell you that.
Then again, my friends
are not as pretty as you.
Well, that's an awfully
sweet thing of you to say.
Just because somebody
says something sweet,
doesn't mean it's not true, Ivy.
How are you with electronics?
I'm all right.
Maybe after I get these
flowers dropped off,
you could help me with my phone?
What's wrong with your phone?
Well, your number's not in there.
- [GASPS] Well, hello there.
- Hello.
Hi. Um, for Bobbi.
- That's me.
- Oh. [CHUCKLES]
Well, flowers for Bobbi.
Oh, I ordered them, but
I'm not the recipient.
[PETER] Bobbi, get in here!
Would you excuse me, please?
Somebody got you flowers?
I got them for you.
Well, Danielle.
Isn't today the anniversary?
[PETER] Oh. Right. Yeah. Cool.
- Who is Danielle?
- Mmm.
When's my next ice bath treatment?
[GASPS] Oh, shoot.
Oh, I forgot to schedule it.
[INHALES DEEPLY]
I assume this means you also forgot
to refill my HGH prescription?
- [GASPS] Ugh.
- Mm-hmm.
[BOBBI] Oh, I'm so sorry. I'll fix it.
Afraid of aging/dying.
[SOPHIE] Mm-hmm.
Can I make it up to
you with some lunch?
Some place nice, my treat?
No can do. Got an appointment.
Oh.
I didn't see anything
on your schedule.
No, it's not business, it's personal.
Who is he?
Or who is she?
Okay.
- Bobbi.
- Hmm?
[GASPS]
Thank you.
Miss Unrequited-Crush-On-My-Boss
may just be our way in.
Hey, Parker, see if there's access
through the neighboring office.
Hi, Garrett.
[CHUCKLES] I'm here for the interview.
Interview? With who?
D'oh. Idiot. I forgot the name.
- Lydia?
- Yes. Lydia.
Morning, Gail.
What's up? [PANTS]
Psst. Do you wanna
hear something spooky?
Always.
They're keeping frozen
bodies in the basement.
- What?
- Yeah.
Like some kind of cryonics thing.
I got lost and ended up down there.
Super creepy.
Like, Frankenstein's lab or something.
[PANTS]
I, uh, gotta use the restroom.
So, uh, if Lydia comes out before
I get back, will you just tell her?
Course. [SIGHS]
[CLIENT] Come on, man. Don't jerk
me around. I need those parts.
[PETER] You'll have them, Tom. I
told you, I've have three clients
who are going to default in two weeks.
- And what if they don't?
- I'll make sure that they do.
Good.
'Cause I got a retired
CEO that wants to
take up tennis again
and needs tendons.
If you don't believe me, Tom, in two
weeks you're gonna
be swimming in tendons.
[BOTH CHUCKLING]
[PETER] You're gonna be
swimming in tendons. [CHUCKLES]
[SIGHS] You know it's so unfair, Tom.
[SNIFFS, SIGHS]
Death is such a sad and
sappy, wasteful event.
Now I've single-handedly
monetized the entire process,
from the moment
my client dies, through
their seven years of cold storage,
till I sell their bodies for parts.
And instead of nominating me
for a friggin' Nobel prize,
you wanna know what my
clients' families do, Tom?
Well, they whine and
they complain about
me stealing bodies
that are lawfully mine.
I mean, the future,
Tom, is the free market.
I guess we know why he
refuses to return the bodies.
He's running a human chop shop.
Not on my bloody watch.
I wanna stop this guy in his
tracks, so we hit him hard and fast.
I'm going to pose as a client
and get him out of his office.
Parker, you're going to
get in and ransack it.
Breanna, you're on digital assets.
Crypto, bank accounts,
shell companies.
This creep's wearing a Patek
Philippe watch and designer clothing.
He's got money, and
we're gonna find it.
Welcome. Come in.
Hi. [CHUCKLES]
Um.
I am looking for, um Peter Luna?
Peter's in a meeting right now.
But I can help you. I'm Bobbi.
Oh. [CHUCKLES]
Oh.
I don't mean to pry,
but are you all right?
[SOPHIE WHIMPERS]
I'm sorry. I, um I
don't even know
[STUTTERS] what I'm doing here.
I know nothing about, um, cryonics.
I, uh [SIGHS] I just
received some very bad news.
Oh, sweetheart.
I'm so sorry.
- [SIGHS] Can I get you anything?
- Oh.
- Coffee? Water?
- [WHIMPERS]
I'll take the elixir
of life if you have it.
[CHUCKLES]
If we had it, I'd give it to you.
But I can offer you
the next best thing.
Three fingers of good
whiskey, that's all right.
[LAUGHS] I was talking about time.
That's what cryonics is about.
It's not sci-fi or make-believe,
or the elixir of life.
It's the process by which we
take back control of the clock.
We?
Oh.
Cryonics is not just my
job, it's my passion.
Are you a client as well?
I'm more than that.
I was the company's first
investor. [CHUCKLES]
How did you get into it?
[INHALES SHARPLY]
Many years ago, my boss
Peter Oh, he's a genius.
Well, he was married to
this woman named Danielle.
She was an ER nurse who
was exposed to hepatitis C
while she was treating a patient.
[SIGHS] She died ten years ago.
Three months before
the cure was announced.
[SIGHS]
- If only she'd had a bit more time.
- Yes.
Yes.
She could have lived
a long, healthy life.
When I met Peter and he
told me that story
[INHALES DEEPLY] I knew that
cryonics was my mission in life.
So much unnecessary
suffering could be avoided
if we could only give
people more time.
[SIGHS]
Peter still hasn't gotten
over losing Danielle.
But, thanks to cryonics, he's got
all the time in the world to do it.
And I'll be waiting when he does
In a work-related sense.
- Oh.
- And you can have that time too.
- [PETER] Call me tomorrow.
- [TOM] Mm-hmm.
Why, hello.
I see you've met my girl
Friday. Isn't she great?
Why don't you step into my
office, so we can talk turkey.
- [BOBBI CHUCKLES]
- [CHUCKLES]
Now, if you've spent any time at
all researching the cryonics space,
you'll find that our prices are much
more affordable than our competitors.
How do you manage that? [CHUCKLES]
Oh, not gonna lie, it's a struggle.
I've gone without a
meal more than once,
but I believe that it is my
calling to democratize cryonics.
The gift of time.
Well, it should be just that. A gift.
Not something sold to
the highest bidder.
A future where only
wealthy elites have
access to life-extending technology,
that's no future at all.
Cryonics should be for
the everyday folks too.
The moms and pops who keep
our great country running.
Folks like you. And me.
And even Bobbi.
[SIGHS]
Now, what do I gotta do to
get you into a contract today?
I'm sorry, I [INHALES DEEPLY]
I don't think I can do this today.
Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong?
Uh, uh, look, it all
sounds wonderful in theory,
but [STUTTERS] I think I should
come back another
day, take a look around.
I-I just keep imagining myself in an
ice tray in the back of a freezer.
Oh [CHUCKLES]
No, I completely understand.
It's not like that. It's
very state of the art.
Matter of fact,
why don't I take you downstairs,
give you a tour right now?
Huh. [SIGHS]
[PETER] I'm gonna be
taking her down for a tour.
- [ELEVATOR DINGS]
- Gave me a
Hey! What the hell are you doing?
Don't come back or
I'm calling the cops!
Just how secure is this facility?
Uh. You know, I assure you,
th-that's never happened before.
Uh. It's Bobbi's fault.
I will talk to her.
Come on.
[SOPHIE] Ah.
Is-is-is there a dead
body in each of these?
[PETER] Oh, no, ma'am.
Just temporarily vitrified
clients awaiting reanimation.
They may be legally dead
[INHALES DEEPLY] but not to us.
Miss Chang. Looking radiant as ever.
Mr. Anderson. Ooh!
Cold enough for ya? [CHUCKLES]
Oh, so why do you
need an operating room?
Aren't the clients already
dead when they arrive?
It's for when we
revive them, of course.
- [SHIVERS]
- [BREANNA] Okay.
The only money I can find
with Peter Luna's name on it
is a savings account with
a measly $2,000 in it.
That's not bespoke suit money.
Where's this guy keeping his cash?
[PARKER] Not here.
And not cash.
So we're dealing with a guy who's
purposely defrauding clients and
I'm gonna have to stop you right there.
You're about to tell
us it's legal again.
- Afraid so.
- 'Merica.
Peter's not defrauding anybody
because he's not falsely
representing what he's doing.
He's just burying it
deep in that legalese
so that all the desperate
clients that he targets
don't notice the
payment increases or that
they lose the bodies
if there's a default.
He's skimming off body
parts like old classic cars.
Exactly. Now, you can't sell
blood or organs for transplant,
but if the cadaver
is legally obtained,
you can sell it for,
as you say, parts.
Who are the buyers?
Ah. Well, research
institutes, medical schools,
CEOs with tennis
elbow It's a lot of
people, check it out.
So knees go for about 650 bucks a pop.
A hand, forearm, shoulder combo,
that'll run you 900 bucks.
A spinal column costs about the same.
A heart'll set you back 500
bucks. Same thing as a kidney.
Corneas, that's actually
in very high demand.
Um, a pair of those go for $6,000.
A brain for 600, add a zero
and you can get the whole
intact head.
There's 4,000 tendons
in the human body.
And those can cost
up to $1,000 a piece.
So, yeah. There's a market.
Well
Luckily for Gisele and
her family [SIGHS]
legal-yet-morally-depraved
is exactly in our wheelhouse.
Hey, Parker. Show them what you found.
Ah. A receipt. For a
currency-to-gold transaction.
Gold? What is this, the Wild West?
All those guys hoard gold. It's
part of the whole libertarian thing.
If civilization goes down,
you got the physical asset.
But the physical assets take up space,
so where's he hiding
this big ol' box of gold?
Well, that's a good question because I
did a deep dive to find Pete's assets.
And while he doesn't keep a
whole bunch of cash on hand,
he holds title to seven
properties in a 50-mile radius,
one of which is 18 acres
of straight-up swamp.
All right, well it's gonna take
us years to search all that.
Oh. Little Miss Bobbi was wearing a
Laura Ashley dress
from 1992 and a Timex.
And she didn't seem to
know who Tendon Tom was.
So I'm guessing she's in the dark
about Pete's sick little side hustle.
- And if we could turn her
- Not so fast.
Breanna.
Okay. Remember those flowers
that Bobbi bought for Peter?
Well, they were actually for
Peter's dead wife's grave.
Yeah. Bobbi's down bad for Peter.
Well, if we try and turn her, she's
just gonna flip more to his side.
[BLOWS RASPBERRY] Okay.
The floor is open for con pitches.
- Flying Dutchman.
- Too messy.
Alligator Alley?
Where are we gonna find a team of
oxen two days before Christmas?
- The Sister Wives?
- Not in this economy.
We could run The Burning Man.
You know, use the bonfires on
the levee for Christmas Eve.
[CHAINS JINGLE]
We can't Christmas carol him.
Which Christmas carol are
we trying to do again? Huh?
Ooh! Ooh! How about
Good King Wenceslas looked
out On the feast of Stephen ♪
- No, Parker. No.
- What? ♪
A Christmas Carol.
Like the Dickens story? You know
the one, with the three ghosts.
They meet Ebenezer Scrooge
for Christmas Eve and they
they um, show him the error
of his ways and they, um,
convince him to embrace the generosity
of the Christmas spirit all year long.
How do you not know this? Are you
- Seriously?
- I didn't have parents.
I didn't either, but there's,
like, a ton of books.
- I'm not much of a reader.
- And, like, 11 film adaptations.
- Doesn't ring a bell.
- You know "Good King Wenceslas",
but you do not know A Christmas Carol?
Have to remember, Parker was
essentially feral when we met her.
We can't Christmas Carol him
because we don't do ghosts, okay.
He's never going to believe in a ghost.
No, but you don't get it.
You don't get it.
In my plan, Peter is the ghost.
I hate to discourage you,
but this is a guy that uses dead
grandpas to bankrupt single moms.
I'm not sure we're gonna change his
heart. I'm not sure he has a heart.
Well, we don't need to change him.
All we have to do is
scare him bad enough,
make him lead us to the gold
hidden somewhere on his property.
Okay, maestro.
Go ahead and say it.
Let's go steal the
ghosts of Christmas.
[SHOCK COLLAR CRACKLES]
Bobbi, honey.
Nothing would make me happier than
spending Christmas Eve with you
- Merry Christmas Eve.
- but I'm swamped.
At this rate I'll be stuck
in the office all night.
We'll spend New Year's Eve
together, okay? Gotta go.
Watch it, jerk!
[HORN HONKING]
He's dead.
["JINGLE BELLS" PLAYING]
Okay. Places, my little choir.
The performance is about to begin.
Time to warm up those voices.
Repeat after me.
You know you need unique New
York. Red jello, rellow jello.
[ELIOT] How about just an update
on what's going on in the building?
Sorry, yeah. So we are clear,
except for that Christmas Eve party
at the insurance company
above Luna's office.
Hey, there's Parker's
little goth buddy.
[GROANS]
Massive errors in cranial reassembly.
Entity likely unsuitable
for knowledge work.
[STAMMERS] Where-Where am I?
Who who-who are you?
[BREATHES HEAVILY]
[SCREAMING]
[ALL] Santa! Santa! Santa!
- Damn, Saint Nick, slow down.
- [PARTYGOERS CLAMORING]
Okay, Sophie, cue the
Ghost of Christmas Past.
Hey.
I'm still alive!
[BREATHES HEAVILY]
You can't freeze me.
Oh!
Uh, you're not being vitrified.
You're being revived.
[PETER] Why is everything so blurry?
That's just your retinas
coming back online.
It can take up to 48 hours.
My retinas?
- [SCOFFS]
- Hey,
you're that lady that
came by the other day.
[CHUCKLES] The other day?
Oh! [CHUCKLES]
That was 30 years ago.
Well, tragically [CHUCKLES] you
died in a car accident
that Christmas Eve.
But I'm not dead.
No, but you were.
[SUCKS TEETH] So was I, actually.
But death can be reversed
and [INHALES SHARPLY]
they woke me six months
ago when they cured cancer.
[INHALES SHARPLY] Now I work
as a reanimation specialist,
which is just a fancy
way of saying that
I help others with
the reentry process,
such as yourself.
Lady, you're high.
[GROANS, YELLS]
Ooh, Mr. Luna.
You must try to calm down.
You're putting an
awful lot of pressure on
a heart that hasn't
beat in three decades.
There have been many advancements,
but cryonics only works once.
If you die again, it's for keeps.
Prove it. Prove that I died.
[STAMMERS] But I'm
worried about your heart.
Prove it!
Oh, dear. Well, this
will be difficult to see.
[REPORTER] Horrific
crash caught on camera.
A black Dodge Charger
[SUCKS TEETH, SIGHS] It was terrible.
But at least you didn't suffer.
How come I'm not all messed up?
It was a closed head wound.
Left the rest of you
largely unscathed.
I'm told it looked like
apple sauce in there.
[CHUCKLES] Isn't science a wonder?
[GASPS] Anyway, here's your obituary.
Fair.
I'm afraid this next one may
be a-a smidge distressing.
It appears no one showed
up for your funeral.
Not even Bobbi.
Bobbi?
That gold digger/stage-V clinger?
Yeah, I'm all broken up about it.
Sorry, Father Christmas.
This chimney is shut down.
Yo, Eliot, I got a plastered
Sinterklaas trying to go downstairs.
I just shut down the elevator,
but he's headed to the stairwell.
There's no telling where old
Père Noël is gonna go from there.
I told you. There's too many
moving parts for this con.
There's too many moving parts
in your mouth. [SHUSHES]
Hey, Merry Christmas. [CHUCKLES]
Easy, homey.
- Little too Oh! [GRUNTS]
- [GRUNTS]
He's more of a Krampus, I guess.
The Peter Luna.
I can't believe it!
What is it the old people say?
I stan you!
No cap! [LAUGHS]
You know who I am?
Oh, you really have no idea.
[INHALES SHARPLY] I'm so
sorry. Where are my manners?
Ashton Mountebank.
The owner of Gift of Time, Incorporated.
Well, the new owner anyway.
My private equity group Well,
one of my private equity groups
bought your biz out of
bankruptcy last year.
Funny story.
I had actually forgotten that
I had bid in the online auction
until I received the email
saying that I had won! [LAUGHS]
But I didn't go bankrupt.
No, you didn't.
But you did die.
And everyone that came after
you didn't have your genius.
But you're alive now
and, bro, you're gonna be so
psyched to hear how things are now!
Regulations have been slashed.
There are no government agencies.
None. Everything, and I mean
everything, is for sale.
I've got a snow leopard
in my car right now.
Taxes actually go down
the more money you make.
Honestly, I don't know how we got
that last one through Congress.
Of course I'm kidding. I do know.
It was money and lots of it.
[LAUGHS]
Ayo!
But how are you feeling?
Like I died and went to heaven?
[BOTH LAUGHING]
[CHOKES, COUGHS] Hey, pal,
can you help me out with this?
- Absolutely.
- [CLEARS THROAT]
What do you need, bro? A little tighter?
No, I need it off!
Oh.
No can do, bro.
I own you.
You-You-You can't own a person.
A hundred percent-o. Owning
a person would be wrong.
But you're not a person.
You're an "F.O.E."
Okay, um, listen to me. I am
not your enemy, I swear
No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
I'm sorry. Not foe.
F, dot, O, dot, E, dot.
Stands for "Fully Owned Entity."
"Fully Owned Entity"?
Your original idea,
which was brilliant,
was to hedge your cryonics business
with a body-brokering sideline.
I have always been a
little bit more interested
in the future labor
potential of cryonics.
Basically, why sell a
human being in parts
when you can own the whole thing?
And it's all perfectly legal.
Oh, then what am I? A slave?
Oh! Oh. Oh, oh. No,
no, no, no, no, no, no.
Slavery's illegal. Slavery is immoral.
You are an indentured servant.
And when you've worked off your debt,
you're free to go live
your reanimated life.
Well, how long is that gonna take?
The basic formula is twice the amount
of time spent in suspended animation,
- which in your case would be 60 years.
- Sixty years?
But because I'm a fan,
I'll knock it down to 50.
Fifty years?
Life expectancy is twice what it
used to be, so it's more like 25.
[DEVICE BEEPING]
Hold that thought.
Ah! I have to take this.
It's my Supreme Court Justice.
[INHALES DEEPLY] Are
you double-jointed?
- No.
- Claustrophobic?
Why?
Do you have any
experience mining cobalt?
Cobalt?
Don't worry, bro.
We're gonna find you a great job.
Peter Luna.
[LAUGHS] I love my life.
[SIGHS] God Hey, Eliot, can you
broom the goths from the stairwell?
They just left that party early
and I don't trust that
little freak Garrett.
[ELIOT] I'd love to, but
I'm a little busy right now.
Santa gave me the slip.
Can't you just follow
the reindeer tracks?
[GROWLS]
I lifted the master
key off the janitor.
I can't believe there are real dead
bodies just a few feet away from us.
You know, I think I may have
underestimated you, Gary.
- It's Garrett.
- I don't care.
[PARKER] Why?
Why did I do it? Why, God? [PANTS]
Hey, you're the interview lady.
Yeah! I snuck back in to look at
one of the bodies and [GASPS]
Oh, God. I don't think they're
They're not dead! Not really!
I opened one up and it [STAMMERS]
it bit me and I don't know
Help! [SHRIEKS]
[CHOKES]
- [BOTH GASP]
- Go!
Help me! [GROANS]
Oh! [GRUNTS]
[SNIFFS] Hey, um, you gotta help me.
Well, that's what I'm here for.
Yeah. Oh So, listen, I'm
not really built for, um
[CHUCKLES] manual labor.
Uh, I need you to help me
escape. [BREATHES HEAVILY]
Oh. I won't do that. And we
should not discuss such things.
Wait a second. Hold on.
But I saved your life, so
I think that you owe me
Ignore that.
Just the old pipes.
[INHALES SHARPLY] It's futile.
You and I are F.O.E.s.
We don't exist outside these walls.
No ID's.
No documents.
[GLASS SQUEAKING]
No bank accounts.
Well [STAMMERS] we
can go to the police.
The police? [INHALES SHARPLY]
The police are an subscription
service and F.O.E.s are not eligible.
Hmm.
[MOUTHING WORDS] Sorry.
The only authority that applies to
us are the retrieval specialists.
Bounty hunters.
They prowl the district,
searching for escaped F.O.E.s.
The minute you break the
perimeter of this building,
they're legally
allowed to harvest you.
Harvest? [LAUGHS]
Sell you. In parts.
To the highest bidder.
Even if you were, let's say,
to miraculously evade every
retrieval specialist in the district,
you'd still have to find
money to hire a coyote
to show you how to
reach the Free Lands.
What am I even saying? I shouldn't
even be speaking about this.
[DOOR OPENS]
[PANTS] How's it going in here?
Oh, you know, just cleared
three simultaneous crises
without breaking a sweat, so
Hold up.
[BOTH] Oh, Bobbi.
[SOPHIE] You gotta
get some self-respect.
[SIGHS] I'll handle her.
Uh, guys, so I just I wanted to say
good job on the Santa and the goths.
Just There's one
little complication.
Peter's gone.
[PANTS, CHUCKLES]
[GRUNTS]
[GROANS]
Well, well.
A lost lamb.
Leave me alone!
Ah, where's the fun in that?
[PANTS, STAMMERS] I
have I have a weapon!
Ooh.
I tell you what.
You show me yours,
I'll show you mine.
You see, this knife is coated
in Komodo dragon saliva,
the nastiest bacteria in the world.
One little nick and the
poison is in your bloodstream.
Then you will beg me to harvest you.
Help!
There's no help for F.O.E.s
who break perimeter.
[GROANS]
[GASPS, GRUNTS]
Accompany me if you wish to survive.
And stay down!
This area's crawling with
retrieval specialists.
- Just get in the
- [STAMMERS]
- Okay.
- [GROANING]
Is this the van of the
future? [EXHALES DEEPLY]
No, and you're damn lucky it's not.
[ENGINE STARTS]
Hold tight.
[GROANING, PANTING]
Are you a coyote?
- [WHIMPERS]
- [LAUGHS]
We prefer the term
resistance fighters.
- Oh!
- [GRUNTS]
[CHUCKLES] But if you're asking if
I can get you out of the district,
the answer is, "Do you have anything
valuable enough to buy your freedom?"
I have money.
[CHUCKLES] As in currency? 'Cause
that's not a thing anymore.
[INHALES DEEPLY] I have gold.
- [TIRES SCREECH]
- [PETER GROANS]
[STRAINS]
Now we're talking.
[CROW CAWING]
So you've been frozen over 30 years?
That's what they told me.
Damn.
So you died and woke up in this
late-stage capitalist hellscape.
By the way, what did you
say you did before you died?
As a profession.
Uh, I-I was in the nonprofit area.
[SIGHS] That's so noble.
I knew I liked you.
[PETER GRUNTS]
[GRUNTS]
[GRUNTS]
For someone in nonprofit,
that's a whole lot of profit.
[PANTS] What can I say? I'm a saver.
[INHALES DEEPLY] Okay.
Well, that's a pretty good
hiding place for your gold,
but, uh, what about
Danielle's remains?
[LAUGHS]
That's the genius of it.
There never was a Danielle.
It's a perfect cover story.
Here. Help me load this.
[STRAINS]
[BREANNA] Okay.
That should be just enough gold
to get us to the Free Lands.
Speaking of which,
this is very important.
Should we be separated for any reason,
you must follow the
fires to the Free Lands.
[INHALES SHARPLY] Okay?
Got it.
[GRUNTS, GROANS]
[TIRES SQUEAL]
[PANTING]
The mark is in the wind.
Okay.
[PANTING]
[PETER] Okay. Okay.
Follow the fires to the Free Lands.
Follow the fires to the Free Lands.
Follow the fires to the
Aha! [LAUGHS]
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.
Okay. Okay. All right.
Uh, don't harvest me, bro.
Uh, "Vreelands. Vreelands"?
Free Lands?
- [TIRES SQUEAL]
- [GRUNTS, LAUGHS]
[GRUNTS]
["JINGLE BELLS" PLAYING]
[BREATHING HEAVILY] Did I
make it out of the district?
Is this the Free Lands?
Yes!
Yes, yes, yes! Merry
What is it? Christmas?
Merry Christmas!
[LAUGHS]
[SIGHS, PANTS]
[LAUGHS] This is What [CHUCKLES]
But I mean, didn't-didn't
we cure cancer?
Oh, you think you're
gonna get away with this?
Well, I'm going to sue you
into the next millennium.
Okay?
I'm gonna call the cops.
[DOORBELL DINGS]
Holy crap! Okay, you gotta help me.
I have been the victim of
a crime. These people
[STAMMERS] They were right here.
Okay. Uh, so listen, listen.
Okay. So what happened was this.
They told me they
told me that I died
and I came back, and they thawed me,
and it's the future,
but I figured it out!
Because we still have cancer!
And then this guy came with a bow
[CRYING] and he had
Komodo dragon saliva.
Is this the guy, ma'am?
[SIGHS] Yeah. [CHUCKLES]
Yeah, that's him.
That's the guy who stole my
van. I think he's unwell.
That's the girl who wants my gold.
I think he means this.
Yeah. Found this in
the back of my van.
[LAUGHING]
That's a lie. She's lying.
His pupils are blown. I
think he's on something.
Atropine or ketamine probably.
[CHUCKLES] Seventy-two-hour
psych hold?
Works for me.
- All right, pal. Let's go.
- Doesn't work for me
Ow! Ow!
Oh, God! Oh, God!
Oh, God! [SCREAMS]
[SIGHS] Bobbi!
[SIGHS] Where were you?
Why didn't you bail me out?
I think my days of
bailing you out are over.
[BOTH] Oh, Bobbi.
I'll handle her.
[SOPHIE] It appears no one
showed up for your funeral.
- Not even Bobbi.
- [PETER] Bobbi?
That gold digger/stage-V clinger?
Yeah, I'm all broken up about it.
[PETER] There never was a Danielle.
It's a perfect cover story.
[STAMMERS] What are
you doing in my office?
- Closing it.
- You can't do that. It's my company.
It was your company.
I was your first
investor, Peter. Remember?
And I called my note.
You know, the loan I gave you that you
promised to pay back but never did?
I own the company now and I've
decided to sell it off in parts.
Ooh! You know how that works, right?
Bobbi, Bobbi, Bobbi!
I'm gonna I'm gonna pay you
back, um, as soon as I find my gold.
You mean the profit that you siphoned
off without my knowledge or consent,
then didn't pay taxes on, yet
somehow I'm the gold digger?
Yeah, talk to them about that.
To be honest, I don't even think
they might be your biggest problem.
Apparently, you owe
this guy some tendons.
Looks like he's gonna collect
those one way or another.
Bobbi, please. Um
[SIGHS] you know, this
is bigger than you and me.
The company that I
built That we built
That we built is vital [CHUCKLES]
to the survival of humanity.
Don't talk to me about humanity.
You don't have any.
No moral principles, no high ideals.
Everything you say and do is a lie.
You see people as a bunch of
parts you can extract value from.
You don't cheat death.
You just cheat.
- [SIGHS]
- You will die someday, Peter.
And I won't be at your funeral.
Ben Kassim Akondro
was a wonderful man.
A devoted husband, an amazing dad
and would have been the
world's best grandpa.
But he lived and died
like the banana tree.
So as the family he created,
we now have the honor of
carrying on his legacy.
You coming back to the bar?
We're having a little
Christmas get-together.
Think I'm gonna go see my mom.
This job kind of made me realize
I've got a second chance with her,
thanks to you.
There's never really enough
time. I don't wanna waste it.
Wow.
Merry Christmas, Mr. Wilson.
Miss Devereaux.
Okay. What did I say? What did I say?
I told everyone.
And you were like, "Even
Hardison can't do it."
- I don't sound like that. You are.
- Face it. I'm the latest.
- I'm the greatest.
- You are.
Hardison ain't shi
- Welcome
- [HARDISON] Mmm.
- home, Hardison.
- [HARDISON] Mm-hmm.
That's definitely what
I was about to say.
- That's what you was about to say?
- Oh, yeah.
That's what you was about
You sure you weren't gonna say,
"All hail the queen of the con"?
- Ay! Hey.
- Ay!
- I name you
- Oh.
- Breanna of the Christmas Carol
- Oh.
first person to successfully
pull off the Carol Con.
And thus, first of her name.
- Can I get a
- [EXCLAIMS]
- Incoming.
- What? What?
- Oh, my back, my back. My back. Ah.
- [SHRIEKS, GIGGLES] Ooh! Ooh.
Um, uh, hey, Sophie,
something came for you.
Oh. What
It's from Gisele.
It's a banana plant.
- Geez.
- I'm sorry.
[STAMMERS] It's cool, I'll
just I-I-I'll buy a new back.
[CHUCKLES] I've missed
you. Did you miss me?
Why you asking stupid questions?
[SIGHING]
[CHUCKLES]
You're thinking about him, aren't you?
Yeah, I am.
You know, after Nate
lost his son, Sam,
he believed that he'd lost
his chance at a legacy.
That he was gonna die like the moon.
But he didn't.
Before Nate died, he
[INHALES DEEPLY, SIGHS]
He sent out lots of
little green shoots.
- [CHUCKLES]
- Us.
[HARDISON] Not just us.
All the Leverage teams
around the world.
Teams that become like
Families.
Teams that make a difference.
Make a difference to
people that are hurting.
Teams that owe their
existence to Nate.
That is Nate's legacy.
Grandma, you have to
help me. I'm so scared.
[SOPHIE] It's called
a Grandparent Scam.
Everybody is an easy mark
if they have the right bait.
They used your daughter
to scam your mother.
That's right. And I wanna know how,
I wanna know why,
and I wanna know who.
[SOPHIE] Donovan
Keyes is a pool shark.
And ended up the cellmate
of Nikolai Bravta.
Slovakian criminal alpha, right?
I guess that makes me the inside man.
Let's play a friendly game.
[GRUNTING]
We have a shark to reel in.
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