Cross (2024) s02e04 Episode Script

1
Previously on Cross…
Anybody in here heard of Richard Helvig?
The man had three fingers chopped off.
[Lance] Helvig introduced me to the people
that could reclassify my workers
as essential.
[Lincoln] Those undocumented children
are ferried from factory to factory
- like animals.
- Would you like an attorney present?
With my son?
I'm here in the capacity
of a detective Investigating a homicide.
I didn't work this long and hard
to let a loose gun bring me down!
- Where are the records?
- There was an archivist,
name of Ibrahim Mustafa.
I need you to tell me
where I can find these files.
[Kayla] You and me were bound to happen.
We just, uh…
- got it out of our systems.
- Did we?
Your dirty agent killed our suspect.
[Smith] Actually,
your suspect killed our agent.
Why are you ready to die, Lincoln?
The light will avenge us all.
[doorbell rings]
Luz. I found you.
[mysterious, pulsing music playing]
[Cross] We believe Lincoln Esteban
killed Agent Larsen in self-defense.
[Boyd] It sounds like you're implying
Agent Larsen made an attempt
on Esteban's life.
Do you have any evidence
to back that charge?
You mean other than
illegally kidnapping a murder suspect
and driving him into the woods alone?
What I'm about to say is off the record
and will be denied
if it ever comes back on me.
Larsen was already on our radar.
- For?
- I'm not at liberty to say.
Well, we think
he was protecting a smuggling ring
providing undocumented minors
to employers.
- That about right?
- [Boyd] Again,
I'm not at liberty to say.
Did Agent Larsen have any known
connection to Crestbrook Industries?
[Boyd] I'm not at liberty to say.
A serial killer went missing
on your dirty agent's watch.
Which is why my priorities now are
ass covering and information gathering.
In that order.
Getting permission to read you two in
will have to wait.
- Until when?
- Until DHS finishes our investigation.
[Cross] Hmm.
[contemplative music playing]
- You know you ain't shit, right?
- [door opens]
- Yeah. You know.
- [door closes]
- He's still out?
- Mm-hmm.
- Wow.
- Like he's never had a good night's sleep.
Find anything on that flash drive
he showed up with?
The amount of information he's gathered
on Lance Durand and Crestbrook
is unbelievable.
I mean, contracts, photos, documents,
falsified employee logs.
Suspicious payments
to government officials,
including OSHA and fucking DHS.
He's been busy.
The paper trail he gathered,
it proves that Crestbrook
knowingly and systematically
used child labor.
But he didn't do anything with it?
He tried. Check this out.
He filed dozens of lawsuits
against Durand, his company,
their affiliates.
All of them were stonewalled.
Hmm. Because Durand's been
buying his way out of legal trouble
since the beginning.
[Rebecca] This evidence
could destroy Crestbrook if it got out.
Anything in there explain
how he found you?
No, other than he's fucking good.
I have a pile of dirt on Lance,
but this Lincoln, he found a mountain.
I don't like it.
How he knows your real name,
where you live…
Chasing a common enemy,
it is just a matter of time
before you end up
at the same place at the same time.
It's no different than how I found Donnie.
Maybe, but I like it better
when you're the one finding.
Not the one being found.
[ Alvaro Soler sings "Si Te Vas"
in Spanish]
[chickens clucking]
[song continues over headphones]
[speaking Spanish] Isn't your brother
arriving today?
What did you say?
Your brother… Chucho.
He arrives today, right?
I hope so.
He texted right after he crossed.
But nothing since.
- [door opens]
- [Papi] Go!
Let's go! Everyone out the back door, now!
Stop what you're doing and hide!
Stop what you're doing, get out!
Quickly! Quickly! Get out!
[Papi continues shouting in Spanish]
Javi?
[Javi] Blanca! Hide!
Ándale, Javi.
[Papi] Quickly! Get in the truck!
Get in! Hurry! Let's go!
Just get in and keep quiet!
[door rumbles shut]
[panting]
[ Danielle Ponder sings
"Some of Us Are Brave"]
If the sky were to fall ♪
I'd be the first to call ♪
Some of us, some of us are brave ♪
Peace and love
to the ones who give praise ♪
Take a bow as the light hits the face ♪
See me now ♪
I'm loud and proud ♪
And to those who fear
leads them to hate ♪
oh, what a pity
to be locked in that place ♪
I know you see me, though ♪
Some of us, some of us are brave ♪
♪
[quiet, tense music playing]
Come here.
Are you the supervisor here?
[speaking Spanish] Are you
the supervisor here?
- No.
- Can I see your ID, please?
Hey! Come here.
Now!
Identification.
Antonio Martinez.
That you?
This says that
you're 43 years old, Antonio.
[speaking English] He look 43
to you, Brian?
- Mm-mm.
- Shut down the run.
And someone call a Crestbrook supervisor.
We're gonna be here a while.
This is good.
Oh, hey, Nat. Good news.
The NGOs have decided
to endorse the Prosperity Seed Initiative.
Why is your face like that?
Department of Labor just did
a spot inspection on Plant 52 in Toledo.
I don't want to know that.
Why are you telling me that?
They found underage workers.
I just said I didn't want to know that.
Where was Paul?
'Cause that is literally
what we fucking pay Paul for.
Paul is dead.
- He…
- He was found murdered
in a public park, minus three fingers.
Oh, my God.
God is not gonna help us
at this point, Pamela.
Okay, have-have the Feds
connected us to Paul?
Not yet.
- Okay, good.
- [Nat] Maybe they won't.
We can distance ourselves from Paul.
But the raids are unfortunate timing.
[Lance] You think?
There's no way
we can afford any bad publicity.
Especially of this kind.
What we need is we need people to buy in.
How are we gonna
transform the fucking world
if the fucking world won't let us in?
What do we now, Pamela?
We need an action plan.
Get Miles. Get him on the phone.
Tell me that we need talking points.
And I need damage control strategy.
And I need that all
by 8:00 a.m. tomorrow morning.
Please.
DHS stonewalled us.
Oh, yeah, I heard.
And trust, I already turned the heat up,
and I mean all the way up.
But you two interrogated Esteban,
so what do we know?
Well, he's intelligent.
Yeah, he's well-spoken,
he's detail-oriented, he…
[Kayla] He worships a female deity.
I could get down with that.
Did the conversation reveal
anything at all
that might give us a clue
as to where he would go next?
Not that I can see yet,
but we might be able
to get some insight into where he's been.
Akbar says you owe him.
What's all that?
Cold cases where victims
have had their fingers removed.
- Happens more often than you'd think.
- [Roy] How cold we talking?
Most in the past two years,
but there is one in there
that goes back more than a decade.
Oh. Give me the oldie.
[Cross] Thinking it could be a first kill?
The-the amputation's messier.
- Less precise. Like he was…
- Yeah. Learning on the job.
[Roy] And who's the vic?
[Kayla] Um, Sheriff Mitch Morgan
of Danton County.
Missing three fingers.
It was 12 years ago in Hollywood, Florida.
[mysterious music playing]
[Sampson] How does a sheriff from Iowa
end up getting killed in Florida?
[Kayla] Maybe he likes to make
his own gator jerky. Looks like the type.
[Sampson] Or maybe he likes the coeds.
[Lincoln] The light will avenge us all.
[Kayla] What?
[Cross] Hollywood, Florida.
I've seen that before.
Ah. Doubloons Casino, Hollywood, Florida.
So, if Morgan was his first kill
and he saved that chip…
Well, the casino could be a place
where he goes when threatened.
- It's kind of like a…
- Like a holy ground.
[Cross] Mm-hmm.
- Uh, can I have the jet, please?
- [Roy] Yeah.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- [Kayla] Yeah?
We'll get Sloane to gas it up
and have it ready by tomorrow morning.
- Can you walk with me?
- Yeah. I'll see you at the airport.
Yeah, the…
Yo, we wrap this up quick,
we find some time for me
to whup your ass in blackjack.
[laughs]
Sorry, I'm gonna sit this one out.
I found a lead
on that other investigation.
- You need backup?
- No, I got Vega.
- But I'll let you know if it pans out.
- All right.
[intriguing music playing]
Mmm. Mmm.
[sniffs]
[Clare] You okay?
Mm. I'm sorry, it…
This is taking me home.
It's been maybe 30 years
since I've tasted real Borrego al pastor.
They don't have good Mexican in Chicago?
Not authentic like this.
- There's a memory in every bite.
- Mm.
How did you find us?
Two years ago, a labor camp foreman
in Topeka turns up dead.
The murder lined up
with another killing around the same time.
No arrests made,
but cops said she was last seen
with an unidentified woman.
I looked for who might want
that kind of revenge
and came up with five names.
Three were already dead,
and of the two left,
only one was a woman.
Named Luz.
Once I knew who you had been,
I just had to find out who you were now.
Rebecca Matthews.
So you knew about me for two years,
but you're just showing up now?
I stayed away on purpose.
But as soon as the authorities
were onto me,
I knew my part in this was over.
My way, trying to take Crestbrook down
through the courts, didn't work.
But yours will.
So I figured you should have
all the dirt I found.
If it helps you take him down,
I'll consider my part a job well done.
It will.
I can destroy Lance Durand,
but with the evidence
you gave me on this drive,
I can destroy the whole fucking system.
You said you were done.
- What does that mean?
- I disappear.
- [Clare] To go where?
- I don't know.
You got family?
- No.
- [Rebecca] Money?
No.
[Rebecca] Papers?
I'll figure it out.
That's all I've done my whole life.
We're gonna help you.
We'll get you a first-class plane ticket,
enough money to live comfortably
in a beautiful, warm country
with no extradition policies.
- Are you serious?
- [Rebecca] Yeah.
- It'll only take us a few days, right?
- [kettle whistling]
You can't stay here,
but we'll put you up in a nice hotel.
Spend your last days in America
in the lap of luxury.
[gentle music playing]
After you finish eating,
we'll get you cleaned up, okay?
Mmm. Mm-hmm.
[Kayla] This is my money,
not the government's,
so this means something to me.
[calm music playing over speakers]
- [clears throat]
- So you said you found Ibrahim?
I did.
Ibrahim came through
with the file location.
Sunan right here, he's gonna help us
squeeze past that firewall.
How?
Oh, uh, Sunan doesn't use words, per se.
Uh, okay, so your contact doesn't speak?
Lot of folks confuse "doesn't speak"
with "can't understand."
That is a dangerous miscalculation.
[Bobby] Mm-hmm.
Okay, yeah.
Let's go.
[slurps]
Ooh. Mmm.
[beeping]
[intriguing music playing]
Ooh. [laughs]
Woo-hoo.
Mm-hmm.
Let me know when you get the files.
- Yes, ma'am.
- [door opens]
[tense music playing]
- [cashier] Can I help you?
- Nope.
- Five-O!
- [frantic chatter]
- [Vega] They go, you stay.
- [Big Merv chuckles]
Look, take your time on your way out.
Get home safe.
Tip your waitress on your way out.
You trying to wear those cuffs?
You know, I'm down for whatever.
We make it to cuffs,
that means I already tased you,
clubbed you and kicked you in the nuts.
Look, we just want to holler at you
about Raymond Price,
who got shot last week
over at the Gardens.
I was not surprised,
nor was I sorry about it.
You two had beef?
Everyone had beef with Raymond.
Since we go way back,
I'll tell you, I didn't slide on him.
- You know who did?
- [Big Merv] No.
I mind my Black-ass business.
Now, unless you gonna arrest me,
- I'm back at these bones.
- Hold up.
LaDonna's my mother.
[tense music playing]
[sighs]
I didn't know LaDonna had it in her
to be somebody's mama.
She doesn't, but here I am.
I can't give you no names,
'cause I ain't no snitch,
but I can give you some initials.
Look, I am telling you,
I don't know nobody named TK.
You sure about that?
Would I lie to my son?
Word on the street is
TK is the one standing
- between you and your freedom.
- [sighs]
So if you know anything,
you better say it now.
I'm sorry, I ain't got nothing to tell.
Okay. Let's go.
[door opens]
[somber music playing]
[Sampson] She's lying.
About TK? One hundred percent.
Question is, why is she playing us?
She could be afraid of him,
be covering for him.
More afraid of him than prison?
Not the first time
something like that went down.
What do you want to do?
I want a vacation.
What I'm gonna do is find this TK
and see what's what.
[Damon] Is the foster kid coming today?
Yep. He is, and I want you
to make him feel at home.
[Damon] I can't do that
on an empty stomach.
Boy, there is milk and cereal in there,
which you are both perfectly capable
of serving yourselves.
Now, Elle's gonna drive you to school.
And Sampson will check in on you as well.
- All right?
- [doorbell rings]
All right, kids. He's here.
[Faleena] Good morning.
Hola, Berto.
Come in, please, please.
Uh, kids…
this is the boy I told you about.
[Faleena] Okay.
This is paperwork attesting
that you are taking custody
and that you will make certain that
he attends all immigration proceedings,
including potential notification
of deportation.
Thank you.
Berto.
[speaking Spanish] Your new house.
[sniffles]
[speaking English] Good luck.
Uh… uh, ex-excuse me.
Uh, s-so that, that's it?
Yeah.
There's not many folks
willing to take on an undocumented,
unaccompanied kid
who doesn't speak English.
Let alone one that's witnessed a shooting.
Placing Berto here with an actual family,
it's a blessing.
Thank you.
[soft, hopeful music playing]
[Jannie speaking Spanish] Hi, Berto!
Would you like some breakfast?
[speaking English] What?
Am I the only one who studied?
[stammers]
[mutters] I don't know.
[tense, pulsing music playing]
[both laughing excitedly]
Stop playing.
- No.
- [laughs]
It's too much.
What, the king crab or the lobster?
The beluga fish eggs.
I'm serious, you didn't have to do this.
Lincoln, you deserve this.
You deserve more.
Honestly, I already have
what I really wanted.
To meet you.
The Light.
I didn't think it would happen.
You talk about me like I'm a hero.
You don't feel like one?
Sometimes, but most of the time,
I feel like a weapon.
An arrow aimed at Crestbrook
since my mother's death.
No, Luz…
you're so much more than that.
You're special.
You're willing to go to a place
everyone else is afraid of
and risk everything to get there,
even your own life.
You've already done the impossible.
You're halfway to the unimaginable.
You're chosen.
That's how I know you'll finish this.
[mysterious music playing]
[whispers] I got to…
I got to, I got to take a picture of you
for your passport.
[sighs]
[phone camera clicks]
[ Bellringer feat. Nu'Man Hal
sing "Just Work"]
You should go ahead and work ♪
Show me what yo' ass can do ♪
Shawty screaming, "Oh, God,"
like the pastor do ♪
Just work ♪
You ain't got the answers, boo ♪
I'm the man in my city ♪
- Might master you
- [indistinct chatter]
- Just work, work, work
- Right, right
True ♪
- Work, work, work
- Uh-huh
True ♪
- Work, work, work
- That right
True ♪
You should go ahead and work ♪
♪
[Rebecca] You decided on a new name?
I want to use my real name.
The one my mother gave me.
What is it?
Gustavo.
Gustavo Galindo Reyes.
It's never been on
a legal document before.
[whispering] Gustavo Galindo Reyes.
I like it.
[phone vibrating]
[sighs] What's up?
You know those cops
that Lincoln told us about?
They just checked in downstairs.
[tense music playing]
Hey, Tommy. Come here for a minute.
This is Special Agent Craig from the FBI.
- Nice to meet you.
- Hi.
[Bill] She's looking for this guy.
If you send it to me,
I can do a facial recognition search.
Uh, he's been here, we'll find him.
- I can sit in.
- [Tommy] Yeah.
- That-that would be amazing. Um…
- [Kayla] Okay.
- [Tommy] Please.
- Awesome. Thank you.
- Right here.
- [Kayla clears throat]
- All right.
- Uh… okay.
[intriguing music playing]
- [lively chatter]
- [machines dinging and chiming]
[laughing]
[Southern accent] Y'all mind
if I join the party?
Better be sharp.
House is cleaning up tonight.
What are you in town for?
- Yeah, you. [chuckles]
- Uh… [scoffs]
It's a bachelor party.
- Oh!
- Uh, you?
Pure R & R.
And let me tell you, I've earned it.
- Amen to that.
- Mm-hmm.
- [regular accent] Need help?
- I got it.
It just takes me a little longer.
Gustavo.
Let me help you.
[intriguing music playing]
Is that…
You?
Yeah.
You drew it?
Sorry if it weirds you out.
I didn't think we'd ever meet,
and I liked having you with me.
I'm with you right now.
[knocking on door]
- Come on in.
- [door opens]
- Ah, Two John. How you doing?
- Hey, Brock.
Berto!
- What's up, man?
- [Brock chuckles]
[Brock] So, we got all
the placement tests out of the way.
Berto doesn't speak English well
but actually understands it a little bit.
Other than that,
he's right on track for science and math.
All right. Nice work, little man.
Oh. He chose astronomy as an elective.
- Oh.
- Says his sister
taught him all the constellations.
He know where his sister is now?
[speaking Spanish] Do you know
where your sister is?
Toledo…
Ohio?
I don't know exactly where.
[Brock speaking English] He thinks
she's in Ohio.
Eh, there's no parents, either.
Now, listen.
I know this might seem like a lot.
You're in a new place, you got new people,
but take it from someone who's been there.
I think you landed in the right spot.
- Probably the best.
- [Brock chuckles] Yeah.
You gonna have amigos and familia
coming out your ears.
- [chuckles]
- [Sampson laughs]
[speaking Spanish]
[chuckles]
- He says his friends call him Chucho.
- [Sampson] Oh.
[Brock] You can call him Chucho, too.
[ David O'Dowda sings "Climbing"]
Me?
Okay. [laughs]
[laughing]
[Blanca speaking Spanish] Sweet mother
Mary, bring Chucho here safe.
[Angel] Blanca?
Are you okay?
Javi wanted you to have
this for your brother, Chucho.
He said he hopes you see him soon…
It has all the planets.
Bedside horrors ♪
Tepid dreams, I wake away ♪
- from west to east
- [sniffles]
Flying feathers make the beast ♪
and I'll become that flying feast ♪
I'll ♪
♪
[song fades]
[piano playing gentle jazz]
Orange nightingale.
Any luck with the facial recognition?
Uh, no, not yet,
but we did get two upskirt photo takers
and a granny that likes
to palm other people's chips, so…
- [chuckles]
- Great stuff.
It's…
It's this guy's profile. We…
We've been saying he's out for revenge
for-for something personal, right?
Yeah.
But remember what he said
at the interrogation?
He said "our flesh and bones.
The Light will avenge us all."
I keep coming back to that.
It's not "me," not "mine."
"Us."
He's talking about justice, not revenge.
- Okay, so he's a vigilante.
- Right, right.
But that's not the profile
we've been building.
I mean, Lincoln, he talks like a vigilante
who's out for justice,
but the murders,
those are straight revenge.
Yeah, okay.
So, you're gonna build that fire,
I'm gonna throw some fuel on it.
Reluctantly,
because I know that he's involved somehow.
- But…
- Mm-hmm.
The Helvig murder
- was orchestrated.
- Yeah.
And I'm talking about months of planning.
Months that Esteban spent
tracking trucking routes,
not to mention years of lawsuits.
But he shows up, finally ready
to catch these motherfuckers red-handed,
but then he shows up with a camera?
Not a knife, not a gun,
not a… not a bomb,
and we know he knows
how to make one of those.
[Kayla sighs]
So you were just gonna keep this
little doubt morsel all to yourself, huh?
- I don't… Maybe. Yeah. I…
- Mm?
Look, everything says that it's him, but…
Your gut says something's off.
Yeah.
And I keep thinking about what you said
when we were talking to him.
- You said, "Who's the Light?"
- Mm-hmm.
Maybe you were onto something there.
What if… what if the Light is…
A person?
Yeah, I've been wondering that, too.
Could be, uh, a mentor, an accomplice.
Or a product of a lonely, unstable mind.
[chuckles softly]
I'm gonna go check the files again.
- Yep.
- See if there's anything we missed.
Okay. Go get 'em, tiger.
I-I don't know why. I'm sorry.
- I've never said that before in my…
- Mm-hmm.
- I don't know why.
- All right.
You should go.
- I'm good.
- All right.
- Tiger?
- I'm gonna drink.
Leave me alone.
[Lincoln] I know these symbols.
I painted a mural of them in your honor.
[Rebecca] What?
La Niña de las Flores.
My grandmother
had these dusty old lotería cards
that told the story.
My mother did, too.
She used to call me her little Xochi.
The girl who fought the ten monsters
to free her people.
Like the ten defendants
in your mother's lawsuit.
She gave a nickname to each one of them,
according to the monster
that they represented.
And Lance Durand was the king of 'em all.
La corona de dedos.
[Lincoln] The crown of fingers.
Did your mother's version
include El Águila?
The eagle who saw Xochi consumed by fire.
And flew as high as the sky could go…
[eagle cries]
[thunder rumbles]
[gentle music playing]
…to trigger a thunderstorm
and douse the flames.
That's me, right?
Yeah, it is.
You know,
sometimes I wonder if this journey is…
fate or my mom's hand at play.
- Hmm.
- [Lincoln] Aren't they the same?
[Rebecca] Maybe.
So what happens
after you save the world, Xochi?
You mean happily ever after?
I can't get that. I…
I can't even dream that.
You dreamed it already.
What did you say you'll get me?
A comfortable life
in a beautiful, warm country?
Is there a reason
that comfortable life can't be for two?
I can't. I…
Not now.
Then let me dream it for you.
- Until it's over.
- Until it's over.
[keyboard clicking]
Hey there, good brother.
What you got for me?
[ominous music playing]
And why won't I like it?
[sighs]
So, Uncle Sam's
got the tab on this, right?
I'm still paying off my rotator cuff.
[both chuckle on video]
That's good. Try another one.
[dark music playing]
- [Thompson] Help.
- You're okay.
- Help me.
- You're good.
[Thompson grunts] Make it stop.
Please make it stop.
[monitor beeping rapidly]
You sick motherfuckers.
Find anything?
So…
I just wanted to make sure
you're okay after…
Yeah, no, I thought we covered that.
It's no harm, no foul.
Well, that's what you said,
but you were fidgeting.
You could barely look me in the face.
[laughs] Don't profile me.
It's hardly profiling.
These are basic tells.
Okay, what, so you decided
that I-I like you?
That it?
Sounds more like
confirmation bias to me, Dr. Cross.
I'm just calling it like it is.
Your pulse is pounding.
Cheeks flushed.
Okay, you want to go there?
- Mm-hmm.
- You've looked at my mouth 17 times
since we've started this conversation.
Hmm. You counting?
I mean, it's natural.
We have a great rapport at work,
so it just only makes sense
that the sex would be…
Amazing.
That doesn't mean we have to repeat it.
No.
[door beeps]
[ Lana del Rey sings "How to Disappear"]
[Kayla giggles]
John met me down on the boulevard ♪
Wa-wait, wait.
Cry on his shoulder
'cause life is hard…
[sighs] I'm not drunk this time.
Are you?
No.
What you been up to, my baby? ♪
So this is real?
Haven't seen you round here lately ♪
It's real.
- All of the guys tell me lies
- It's real.
but you don't ♪
You just crack another beer ♪
and pretend that you're still here ♪
This is how to disappear ♪
This is how ♪
to disappear ♪
[birds screeching]
Joe met me down at the training yard ♪
Cuts on his face
'cause he fought too hard ♪
I know he's in over his head ♪
but I love that man like nobody can ♪
He moves mountains
and pounds them to ground again ♪
I watched the guys
getting high as they fight ♪
for the things that they hold dear ♪
This is how ♪
to disappear ♪
♪
- How much money is in the account?
- [Clare] You're not listening to me.
No, I am listening to you,
and you are wrong… he's not a risk.
The Feds are in the casino
- right now.
- They're too late.
He's gonna be gone in a matter of hours.
They're not gonna find him.
Luz, they have already found him.
Three times, they've found him now, no?
Chicago, Texas and now.
They'll find him, only this time
he'll have something to tell.
He would never. He loves me.
[scoffs] You've known him
less than 72 hours.
Do you hear yourself?
- If he dies now…
- Stop it.
…the authorities
will take their victory and move on.
- If they take him alive…
- Stop it.
There is no stopping.
You started this.
You said no one's life is more important
than the mission.
That was your rule,
and now you want to break it?
No, mija.
We can't let you.
[Bill] Shout-out to Tommy
for pulling the all-nighter
'cause this was a needle in a haystack.
- When is this from?
- Six months ago.
That's your guy Lincoln in the hat.
- Rewind it.
- Sure thing.
- [Cross] Further.
- [Bill] But you saw the guy…
Just-just keep going.
Stop, stop.
Zoom in.
No, not on Lincoln.
The woman who just tipped the server.
[dramatic music playing]
[Kayla] Who the hell is that?
[Cross] I met her yesterday
at the blackjack table.
Girl's got moves.
Did she know who you were?
Looking back, I think she did.
Now that we know what we're looking for,
this woman's been all over the place.
We got her on camera
going back at least two years.
- That's great, Bill.
- Do we have a name?
That, we don't know.
She's not a rewards member,
nor can we find any record
of her using a credit card.
But you can ask her yourself.
[Kayla] She's back?
On the casino floor as we speak.
Why didn't you say that?
[dealer echoing] Red 23. Twenty-three red.
Better luck next time.
Would you like to make a bet?
- [cheering nearby]
- Yeah. Sure.
Place your bets, please.
[suspenseful music playing]
- [static crackling]
- [indistinct radio communication]
Thank you.
[cheering nearby]
- [laughter]
- Hey.
Hey.
- I'm getting married.
- Hey.
[laughter, whooping]
Have fun.
Congratulations.
Gracias.
[intense, dramatic music playing]
- Anything?
- Nothing, on any of the doors.
- It's like she just vanished.
- Is there another way out of here?
- [indistinct radio communication]
- Just the service entrance,
- but it's employees only.
- They've got eyes on here. This way.
Go, go!
Kitchen is clear.
Don't let her out of your sight.
[man] Whoa, whoa.
- Hey, you got me?
- We got you.
[Rebecca] Thank you.
[Bill] Anyone see a woman
come through here?
Long brown hair, maybe this tall.
- I think she went out the loading dock.
- [Kayla] Go, go, go, go, go!
Shit!
Anyone in vehicles, get over to
Maple Street loading dock immediately.
Fuck.
[door opens]
I was worried about you.
[Rebecca] Nothing to be worried about.
I got everything.
[panting] Money, plane ticket.
What's wrong, Luz?
I just want to take in the view
before we go.
I have to ask,
if we both make it out of this alive,
is there a chance for us?
[somber music playing]
[voice shaking] Probably not.
I'm sorry.
I see it now, Luz.
I understand, mi amor.
[speaking Spanish] Maybe there's a way…
It has to be this way.
We can't let them catch you.
So you can't be the one who does it…
They have to believe it was me.
To remember me.
[breath trembling]
[whimpering]
Until you reach the top.
[whimpering]
[shuddering breaths]
No.
- [gunshot]
- [body thuds]
[gasping]
[seabird screeching]
- [whimpers]
- [dark music playing]
[sniffles]
We got a room number.
Wait, what? She's a guest here?
I can't confirm that yet,
but a housekeeper
saw her go into our presidential suite.
- Clear.
- Clear.
[Kayla] Mm-hmm.
[tense music playing]
- Clear.
- Clear.
Clear.
Over here!
[ Ximena Sariñana sings "Cobarde"
in Spanish]
[Kayla sighs]