Ransom (2017) s02e06 Episode Script

Legacy

1 Commander? COMMANDER (OVER COMM): Yes? Keep your guys back, guns down.
We don't want to set him off, okay? Sure.
I'm not talking to cops.
No, you're not.
I'm not a cop.
I just sent them away, okay? Something tells me this is about your brother A.
J.
OLIVER (OVER COMM): Eric, tactical just confirmed his brother was a member of Hell's Infantry.
Southside gang.
Hey, back off.
Leave.
I'll blow her brains out.
Why would you do that, Danny? You got nothing against her.
You don't like police.
That's that's why I'm here.
Leave, dude.
I don't know how many times I'm gonna say it leave! Thought you wanted to kill a cop.
Just trust me, I'll do it, so leave.
OLIVER: Okay, I got an I.
D.
on the girl.
Cassie Williams.
He just picked her up randomly.
This kid's improvising all the way.
It's not fair, man! - They shot him for nothing! - ERIC: I know.
- He was unarmed.
- He was innocent! That's it, he was unarmed, just like Cassie there.
That's that's her name, by the way.
- (CASSIE CRYING) - A.
J.
was innocent, like Cassie.
Now, you shoot her, you're just like them, wrong.
They got to pay.
Forget them.
Think about your mom.
She already lost one son.
She needs you, Danny.
Let the girl go.
(CASSIE CRYING) Okay.
It's okay.
No, Danny.
Danny, put the gun down, man.
Your mother needs you now more than ever.
(GRUNTS) Go ahead.
Move! Come on, come on! Hey.
(SIRENS WAILING) WOMAN: Yeah, he was his brother.
(QUIET CHATTER) OLIVER: Nice work.
They would have shot him, too.
Feel good to get a win in your hometown? Ah, it feels good to get a win anywhere.
I guess it feels good to have you back, too.
- Good to be back.
- (PHONE CHIMES, VIBRATES) So, deep dish we doing this or what? You guys want to do dinner on your own? Uh yeah.
- I think we can handle that.
- Hot date? Something like that.
ERIC: I'm glad you were able to find the time to make this happen.
You know, I almost didn't.
Patient came in with two bullets in his heart.
Well, I take it you took them out.
I wouldn't be drinking champagne if I didn't.
No.
(CHUCKLES) What about you? Do you have something to celebrate? I do, I do.
I get to see you.
Hi, Mom.
Hi, honey.
Mm, I talked to Evie yesterday.
Sounds like she's doing well.
- She called you? - She misses her Gran.
Yeah.
Well, she misses you, too.
(SIGHS) I don't know what to do.
I mean, I reach out, and, you know, nothing.
I'm just the temporary replacement Beaumont.
This'll pass.
Speaking of children who push their fathers away, I take it you don't have any plans to visit yours? At least Evie's a teenager.
What's your excuse? - I have nothing to say to him.
- Well, sure you do.
Right.
Oh, I'm stuffed.
Hey who suggested we share a slice of cheesecake? Who ordered the second piece? Only 'cause you were buying.
Can you stay the weekend? Listen, I wish I could, but I, uh, I have some things I have to take care of.
(AUTOMATIC GUNFIRE) (TIRES SCREECHING) Mom? - I'm fine.
I'm fine.
- Okay.
Are you hurt? No.
All right.
Are you booked to perform any surgeries tomorrow? Maybe you should reschedule and Uh, Dr.
Beaumont? Oh, honey, no, I'm fine.
Uh, some of my patients have been waiting a long time.
I'll pretend I didn't hear that.
Here you go, Mom.
You don't have to fuss over me.
I'm fine.
This is more my speed.
You should lighten up, Eric.
Maxine, help yourself.
I'm fine, thank you.
I am so sorry that this happened.
Why? You didn't pull the trigger.
No, but I'm the reason that someone did.
Well, you don't know that.
There are 3,500 shootings in Chicago each year.
Who knows what half of them are about? Sure, maybe.
But if someone's after me, I can't risk the safety of my team or you.
I need to figure out who's behind this - Eric, you can't expect me - Just Just lay low, all right? Stay in the house, keep the doors and windows locked.
Promise me.
You're imprisoning me in my own home.
I am ensuring you're safe, Mom.
And who's making sure you're safe? That would be us.
Fine.
Thank you.
I'm going to go relax in my cell.
I just got off the phone with Chicago PD.
CCTV footage got a make and model.
But not a plate? Well, neither did I, but I did see the gun, and it kind of looked unusual.
Unusual how? It was automatic, submachine pistol, but it was, uh, short.
All stock and no barrel.
Stubby.
OLIVER: This one? No.
OLIVER: This one? ERIC: No.
This one? That's it.
That's the one.
Wow.
TK 80.
Not your typical street gun.
It's actually perfect for drive-bys because it's accurate, even when fired from a high-speed vehicle.
Not this time.
You guys were sitting ducks.
Maybe the gunman was an amateur.
- Or it was a warning shot.
- Mm.
You don't think this could be - Damien Delaine, do you? - Not a drive-by.
Not Delaine's profile.
Okay, the kid today, you said his brother - was a member of a gang.
- Yeah, Hell's Infantry.
Well, maybe they're angry that he got arrested.
Well, they do run guns.
So, maybe the kid knows someone who could own something like this.
All right, let's go pay him a little visit.
Actually, you know what? I need someone to stay here, keep an eye on my mom.
It would be my pleasure.
Thanks, Max.
Hey, easy on the Scotch.
(SIREN WAILS) Eric, drive-by shootings usually don't fall under our purview.
You sure you don't want to let the cops handle this one? Ah, maybe you're right.
Let's think this through.
I mean, first thing the police will do is run through hundreds of our old work files.
Then interview our staff, former clients.
Could call into question our promises of anonymity.
Between you and me, that guy in Miami who paid nine mil for his show poodles needs to be exposed.
Yeah, well, best-case scenario, months from now, the police will come up with a short list.
20 to 50 of the finest felons from across the globe that we've managed to “upset.
” By that time, I'll probably be dead, you and Maxine will be running Cri/Res.
- Yeah.
- On reflection, I think it's best if you and I whittle through the list of suspects.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
You know that thing you said at the end about me and Maxine? Yeah.
- Didn't sound half bad.
- (ELEVATOR BELL DINGS) I thought you'd like that.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH) Oh, I'm-I'm sorry.
Well, no, it's okay.
I was just finishing up.
You meditate? Oh, 4-7-8 breathing; helps keep me centered and relieves stress.
It's especially nice after a wee dram of Scotch.
(LAUGHS) Well, you have had quite the eventful day.
I locked up all the doors and windows.
You Fort Knoxed me.
(CHUCKLES) I certainly have.
Your son's orders.
Ah.
Eric is very protective of me.
I divorced his father when he was 13.
It was messy.
That must have been hard on him.
He never complained, always pitched in, even did most of the cooking.
Really? (CHUCKLES) Kept him busy when his father moved out.
So, he used cooking as therapy.
Or survival.
I'm a terrible cook.
(LAUGHS) (PHONE CHIMING) Is is everything okay? Uh, I know what this is.
This is just somebody who needs a second opinion.
Do you need to go to the hospital? No, I just need to look at some imaging on my laptop.
- Excuse me.
- (PHONE BEEPS) Annette Beaumont.
Why should I help you guys? We're not asking you to rat, Danny.
But Hell's Infantry run guns in Chicago, correct? No, they don't.
And I'm not even a full member, so I don't know anything about that.
You're not.
But if you were? But I-I don't.
I'm not.
Okay.
I don't.
Listen, I'm sorry about your brother A.
J.
You're sorry? Yeah, right.
I know the D.
A.
I can make sure that she investigates his death.
You do want justice for your brother, right? Why would I believe you? You said there was no cops.
- No, I said that - Yes, you did.
I said that I sent them away, and I did, to save your life.
I can help you, Danny.
Nah.
I-I'm good.
I don't need your kind of help.
I can testify on your behalf, at your sentencing, that you gave the hostage up of your own accord and that you helped us with this other matter.
- It's a TK 80.
- Ah, you know it.
Who'd have a gun like that? Salazars.
- The Salazars? - Yeah.
The crime family? Why would they want to kill me? Well, maybe they met you.
You're getting weaker by the minute.
If you don't get the surgery immediately, Victor, you won't survive.
Doc, I killed the last guy who called me weak.
CARMEN: Don't worry, mi amor.
Everything is arranged.
Right? Just a few details left.
VICTOR: Rafael, Juan.
I'm so proud of you.
Pop, look, the doc says we do this, you're gonna live a long and healthy life.
Rafael.
I want you to know that if I don't make it, I'll rest in peace knowing the family will be in your hands.
Juan, you always know what to do in a crisis.
You'll be Rafael's second in command.
We got to go.
Te quiero mucho, Pa.
Papa.
MAXINE: What do you know about him? Growing up in Chicago, the stories of Victor Salazar were legendary.
He buried a lot of bodies.
Well, he's been in hiding for the past nine months, ever since a former member gave the DEA evidence to arrest him.
- But he's still in charge? - MAXINE: Yeah, through his sons.
There's four of them, right? Two are still alive, Rafael and Juan.
Juan is your typical muscle, in and out of prison his whole life.
Rafael went to college.
- Got himself an economics degree.
- Now that's a real wise guy.
Now, hang on.
Zara just sent through intel - from her Chicago PD contact.
- No.
Didn't her baby doctor put her on bed rest? She needs the distraction.
One sec.
This is interesting.
Rumor has it, Victor has a life-threatening heart condition.
He needs two stents inserted and an aortic valve replaced, but he's too fragile for open-heart surgery.
My mother is one of the few surgeons who can perform transcatheter aortic valve implantations.
It's a substitute for open-heart surgery in high-risk patients.
Which means the warning shot at the restaurant wasn't for you.
(GASPS) It was for my mom.
Maxine.
I'll get her.
Annette? Annette? Annette? Hey, Annette? Maxine? Eric, she's gone.
ANNETTE: You've reached the voice mail of Dr.
Annette Beaumont.
- Please leave a message.
- Still straight to voice mail.
No sign of struggle or forced entry.
No, she left her wallet.
That is not like her.
I'm sorry, Eric.
I locked everything up.
Hey, it's my fault.
I shouldn't have left her.
I called all the numbers you gave me, including the hospitals.
No one's seen her.
I left messages.
Oh, we know who has her.
The Salazars.
Let's find out where they live.
Do you think the Salazars took your mother - to operate on Victor? - Absolutely.
We don't know that for sure.
You have a better idea? Okay, so we go to their home and what? - Maybe she's there.
- And if she's not? Like you said, bodies buried all over Chicago.
Victor is in hiding.
If my mother sees him, that makes her a witness.
The Salazars don't strike me as people who like loose ends.
Got a hit on their place.
- Let's go.
- Eric.
What's the plan again? TBD.
Testing.
- Testing.
- Copy, Oliver.
(BEEP) GUARD (OVER INTERCOM): Yes? Hello.
My name is Eric Beaumont.
Juan and Rafael Salazar have taken my mother.
If they don't want their home surrounded by cops, - they will talk to me.
- (SIGHS) (GATE BUZZES, CLICKS) Thank you.
I'm guessing they're not a fan of pop-in visits.
Okay, we're not armed.
We're here to talk (ERIC SPEAKS SPANISH) I need to speak with Rafael and Juan.
(GASPS) Definitely not fans of the pop-in.
Move.
Speak.
I would like to see my mother, Dr.
Beaumont.
Corner pocket.
What was that? Which part didn't you understand? You've taken my mother.
I'd like to see her.
Oh, you're mistaken.
We've taken no one.
So see yourselves out.
Pitch and latency are inconsistent.
I can't tell if he's lying.
Hey, take your time.
We're in no rush.
You're very quiet.
Rafael, nothing to add? I'd listen to my brother if I were you.
He's got a short fuse.
You're bad luck.
Look, we only want a moment of your time.
Juan, right? I understand that you're worried about your father.
You both are.
Max, that's a hot spot.
- I didn't know we had company.
- Well, they're not staying.
OLIVER: That's Carmen Salazar, Victor's latest wife.
38 years old.
Married six years.
We're sorry to hear about your husband's heart condition, Carmen.
However, you should feel confident that his odds of survival are very high with my mother performing the procedure.
CARMEN: I don't know who you are or what you're talking about.
Victor disappeared in Mexico nine months ago.
- Yeah, we haven't heard from him.
- We're all terribly worried.
Well, he may be in Mexico, but his surgeon's obviously in Chicago.
I'm gonna say this one last time.
We didn't take your mother.
Look, I'm sorry that we couldn't be of any more help, Mr.
Beaumont.
Before we leave, I need to know that she's gonna be safely returned.
You know, if your mother is as good a surgeon as you say she is, I'm sure you'll see her again.
OLIVER: Clear voice, eye contact.
I think he's telling the truth.
(CELL PHONE RINGING) Oh, I would answer that if I were you.
(PHONE CONTINUES RINGING) Hello? - ANNETTE: Eric.
Hello? - Mom.
Eric, stay out of this.
- Mom, where are you? - ANNETTE: I'm fine.
Don't worry about me.
I can handle this.
They are members of a major drug syndicate.
You can't trust anything they say.
It's just another operation.
Really? And after? After? We'll have dinner.
You do anything to my mother - Oh, yeah? - Yeah.
- What are you gonna do? - Nothing.
You let her go after the surgery, and we'll do exactly that, nothing.
We were just leaving.
Sure.
My mother's not trying to save Victor's life, she's trying to save mine.
So they so they shot at you to get her to cave.
And now she is caving.
Well, maybe she's right, Eric.
She'll do the operation and they'll let her go.
You expect me to trust one of the most notorious crime families in Chicago? I don't think so.
What if Victor Salazar dies? (EXHALES) I think Carmen might be having an affair.
How do you figure that? Well, she was drinking cranberry juice.
OLIVER: Yeah, probably with a splash of vodka in it.
No, like, pure cranberry juice, like to treat, um, a UTI.
You know, a-a urinary tract infection.
I know what a UTI is.
Okay, well, it's common when you start having sex with somebody new.
Pure cranberry juice is a common cure for it.
Where do we think they're doing the surgery? Maybe your mother's hospital? No.
There's no way those two are letting their father enter a hospital.
The FBI would be all over it.
MAXINE: Well, if it's offsite, they would need special medical equipment.
And medication.
Maybe that's the way to track them down.
We need an expert, someone who would know where they might've sourced stuff like that.
- I know someone.
- Who? Don't ask.
Eric.
Hey, Dad.
Uh (SIGHS) PHILLIP: If you ask me, you need to call the cops.
Yeah, I didn't come here for a second opinion.
Your mother's life is at risk.
Thank you.
Now let's get to the point.
I need to know who bought the equipment needed to perform a TAVI procedure, and where they had it shipped, that's all.
Yeah, I haven't been a surgeon for two years.
You still have your contacts.
(OVEN BELL DINGS) Since when do you bake? Oh, one of the, uh, grandkids has a cookie sale tomorrow.
Look I know I wasn't the greatest dad, especially after the divorce.
But I've been reaching out for a long time now.
Always to no response.
Well, you were never interested in hanging out with me then.
- Why start now? - That's not fair.
Fair? Really? You cheated on Mom, you abandoned us.
I don't want to see you, I don't want to talk to you, I don't even want to be here.
Hey, you're free to go.
I need your help to save Mom's life.
Can you, can you do that? Can you, can you help her, for once? Well, wouldn't be the first time.
I'm sorry, what? You know, what happened was our fault, mine and your mother's.
Mom's fault? That's oh, that's rich.
Oh, you think you know everything, but you don't.
I wasn't the only one who made a mistake.
She didn't destroy our family.
Your mother had an affair.
And it wasn't just an affair.
She fell in love.
You remember Dr.
Katz? He used to come over for dinner here? I only found out about it after he ended it and she became depressed.
That isn't true.
I said that I would forgive her, and I tried, I did.
But it's easier said than done.
And once she did it, I did it.
I had my fling, and then things fell apart.
I'm I'm sorry.
She did it first? That's not my point.
We were both wrong.
Why didn't you tell me? We didn't want you to hate both of us.
But it was the truth.
Yeah, well sometimes there's too much truth in this world and not enough understanding.
(DIALING) Yes, hello.
This is Phillip.
May I speak with Dr.
Fletcher, please? How much longer till you're ready? She's stalling.
Get me a proper surgical team, and it'll go quicker.
He should be in a hospital.
You already said that.
Repeatedly.
I can't vouch for the sterility of this place.
Why don't you quit your bitching, and get on with it? Do you want it done fast, or do you want it done right? No, we want it done right, because if my father dies, so will your son.
All right.
Understood.
Okay.
Ready.
Go ahead.
ERIC: My father called his contacts in the medical supply business.
Equipment for this type of surgery was shipped to a GP, a Dr.
Dahlstrom, two days ago.
I'm gonna send it over to you, but the address is 2765 South Columbus Drive.
Got it.
We're on our way.
- You know - (CAMERA CLICKS) there-there is something odd on that list.
- (CAR ALARM CHIRPS) - MAXINE: Dr.
Dahlstrom? Yes? Oliver Yates, Maxine Carlson, Crisis Resolution.
MAXINE: Can you explain why a family doctor such as yourself is in need of equipment to perform a transcatheter aortic valve implantation? I don't know what you're talking about.
Really? You don't recall equipment showing up at your clinic two days ago? No.
Must be a mistake.
Sorry, Dr.
Dahlstrom, but you're lying.
(SIGHS) How much are the Salazars paying you? You got the wrong guy.
MAXINE: Just tell us where they're operating on Victor Salazar.
A surgeon, a doctor just like you, is being forced to operate.
They're threatening to kill her son.
I still don't know what you're talking about.
Or we could call the FBI, - have them ask you.
- Mm-hmm.
MAXINE: They're dying to know where Victor Salazar is.
Of course, then his sons would be angry.
(SIGHS) (CAR DOOR CLOSES) PHILLIP: Well, this is all the right equipment your mom needs to perform the surgery, along with all the right meds.
But? Who ordered these two drugs? See, at low doses, potassium chloride is used to treat an electrolyte imbalance.
But it's also found in lethal injections used in executions.
And digoxin is used to treat arrhythmia, but in someone with a more serious cardiac history So neither of these are needed in Victor's surgery? Either can induce heart failure.
And taken together I don't get it.
I thought they were trying to save their father's life.
(PHONE RINGING) ERIC: Yeah.
Got a location for the surgery site.
Okay, good.
You guys head there now.
Where are you going? I got to pick up some cranberry juice.
(PHONE BEEPS) (ENGINE STARTS) (TIRES SCREECHING) It's good to see you again, Mrs.
Salazar.
Wish I could say the same.
Juan and Rafael aren't here, so Oh, that-that's perfect.
I came to see you.
You should know that someone is trying to kill your husband.
(CHUCKLES) Many people want to kill Victor: police, rivals, his first wife.
One of his sons? Juan and Rafael are devoted to their father.
And how do they feel about you? You grew up poor in Jacksonville, family struggled.
Now look at you.
I mean, you're living in the lap of luxury.
What is your point, Mr.
Beaumont? Well, if Victor dies, one of the sons takes over.
Where does that leave you? That is none of your concern.
But it is yours.
I mean, this family is all about bloodlines.
You don't really want to rely on their generosity, do you? - I will be fine, thanks.
- You're having an affair.
Is it Juan or Rafael? One of them ordered drugs to kill Victor.
You don't want to be responsible for his death, now, do you? I love my husband.
Then help me save him.
Who ordered these medical supplies? Look, I don't care about what you're doing.
I just want to save my mother.
Juan has always been jealous of his brother.
Juan.
Then I better stop him.
Victor means everything to me.
Of course he does.
OLIVER: So this, uh, cranberry juice.
You ever, you know, for the, uh Maybe.
- Like, a recently, maybe? - What are you getting at? Nothing, just uh, asking about, you know, your romantic situation.
How's Maisie? Well, Maisie, that (CHUCKLES) that didn't end well.
Oh.
Sorry.
No, it's fine.
Just, uh, you know, wasn't meant to be.
Yeah? How come? I think she sensed that there was someone else.
Um, is there? - Is there what? - Someone else.
Well, it's too early to tell.
Is that right? (PHONE RINGS, BEEPS) Hey.
Uh, go ahead, Eric.
ERIC: Got eyes on the warehouse? - Yeah, we do.
- ERIC: One of the brothers is about to get a call from Carmen; I need to know which one, because he's arranging for Victor to die during surgery.
I don't get it.
Why go through all this trouble? Why not just kill Victor? Yeah, and then the sons could take over.
Well, because only one of the brothers is behind this; this is a power struggle.
Right, and the one brother has to hide the murder - from the other sibling.
- Yeah, but which one? Well, which brother did Carmen call? Well, looks like it's college boy.
Rafael.
She told me it was Juan.
So she's either calling Rafael to tell him to stop his brother or she is in on it with Rafael and she's warning him.
So you think she's having the affair with Rafael? That's what we need to confirm.
I'm on my way.
(MONITOR BEEPING STEADILY) ANNETTE: Procedure was a success.
- He should be up and moving tomorrow.
- So it's done? I just need to seal the femoral artery puncture.
- (MONITOR ALARM BEEPING) - Dr.
Beaumont.
Pressure is dropping.
90/60.
That doesn't make sense.
Still dropping.
80/50.
What's that noise? If he dies, so do you.
Come on.
Yeah.
ANNETTE: Epinephrine.
Got it.
70/45.
Vasopressin 42 units.
This shouldn't be happening.
It doesn't make sense.
Yeah, so fix it! What's going on? - It's Pop.
He's dying.
- What did she do? I did everything right.
There's another issue here.
- Yeah, what is it? - Do something! - He's going into V-tach.
- (MONITOR ALARM BEEPING) Prepare to defibrillate.
Coming in.
Pushing epi.
Still in V-fib.
I haven't seen your mother yet.
She must still be inside.
Something is happening, though.
Rafael and some guards just ran back in.
Probably means the drugs are working and Victor's dying.
Hey, hey.
I got this.
She's my mother.
Exactly.
That's why you're not going in there alone.
All right, let's go.
Charge.
300 joules.
300.
Clear? - NURSE: Clear.
- Clear.
Still in V-fib.
- 360.
- 360.
Clear? - Clear.
- Clear.
- Mom, Mom! Stop.
- Hey! - ANNETTE: Eric.
- Get out! Someone gave Victor potassium chloride and digoxin.
What? How? I don't Someone contaminated the saline.
Fresh bag.
Fast.
- Don't touch him.
- Not another step! These drugs will kill him.
If she doesn't help him, your father's gonna die.
But that's what one of you wants.
Who ordered the drugs for the surgery? Was it you, Juan? - What are you talking about? - Eyes aren't darting or blinking.
Looks more confused than culpable.
Doubt it's Juan.
Okay.
I'm gonna I'm gonna pull a list of drugs that were ordered out of my pocket.
Two of them, potassium chloride and digoxin, actually induce heart failure.
That's exactly what's happening right now.
But I won't help your father if you kill my son.
So who spiked your father's meds with something that could kill him? He's a liar, Juan.
Shoot him.
OLIVER: Looks like it's Rafael.
What did you do? You better calm him before he starts firing.
All right, let's-let's let's talk this through, okay? It's a trick.
She did it.
Why? Why?! Because Rafael wants to murder your father and disguise it as an operation gone bad so he can be with Carmen.
That's crazy.
If I'm going to save your father, it needs to be now.
You'll do nothing.
No, wait! - (GROANS) - ERIC: Whoa, whoa, whoa, no.
No, don't.
You want your father to live? You let your brother live.
Let Rafael and Carmen go safely, and my mother will save your father.
- Doesn't deserve it.
- Do it for your dad.
(GROANS) You go.
I don't ever want to see your face in this country again, 'cause you are dead to this family.
You understand me? Please.
Please, save my dad.
Don't worry.
Keep pressure on his wound.
Run a fresh line.
Flush it.
(GRUNTS) An amp of bicarb.
(ALARM STOPS) - What's that? - He's got a pulse.
(SIGHS) NURSE: BP is rising.
80/50.
90/60.
He's stabilizing.
And now to treat the brother.
Yeah.
Well, good work.
If the cops ever find out where my father is Okay, this never happened.
Gracias.
Damn, you Beaumonts like to stir it up.
You did great in there.
Thanks, Yates.
I was terrified.
You should've told me what happened.
I was trying to protect you.
Maybe it's time to stop.
Dad told me about what happened.
You spoke to your father? He told me everything.
Everything? About the affair? (SIGHS): Oh, Eric, I'm sorry.
I should've told you years ago.
Yeah.
Yeah, you should have.
You said it yourself, I pushed him away for most of my life.
Well, I tried to convince you to go see him.
You could've seen him at any time.
No, not without knowing the truth, Mom.
Well, I guess your mother's not perfect after all.
It's kind of a relief.
(SIGHS) Rafael and Carmen have a lot of secrets.
Made a big, ol' mess.
Actually got me thinking about our conversation before.
Maybe actually should Uh, that was that was really intense in there.
Yeah.
You know I look at Eric and I wonder how he handles it.
His-his mom in danger, Evie, Nathalie.
I don't know if I could cope “What's she like, Oliver”" What, Max? Sorry? My secret crush? Oh, so happy you asked.
Well, she's smart and funny and super chill, and she looks great in a pair of jeans and curses like a sailor.
She's basically the whole package.
But most importantly she's kind and generous.
And she makes it really hard for me to do my job, because I can't take my eyes off her.
We've been dancing around this for months.
After today, I (PHONE RINGING, VIBRATING) (SIGHS) Hi, Eric.
ERIC: Hey, Max.
I'd like to debrief right away.
Are you close? Pretty close.
Yeah.
Have you seen Oliver? I could probably find him.
Okay, meet me in the lobby in 45.
We'll talk over dinner.
- I'm buying.
- Great.
See you then.
- Does he have a camera in here? - (LAUGHS) Can he hear us? Can he see us? (LAUGHS) Oh.
We could never hide this from him.
(ENGINE STARTS) (KNOCK ON DOOR) Eric.
Your mom, is she? She's okay.
Thank you.
She says to thank you, too.
I was just watching the game.
Did you want to come in? Dad, I've been thinking, maybe I don't need you to forgive me.
I'd settle for you just letting me back into your life.
Who's playing? You want a beer? You got any of those cookies left?