Previously on Beauty & the Beast...
Someone's willing to pay $5 million to catch a beast.
There's a bounty? They may be after a beast,
but they do not know it's Vincent.
But I do and I'm covering for him.
Don't be a hero.
You tell me who it is or I'll kill them, too.
I don't think now is the best time to start seeing somebody.
Why not? You got family secrets?
You have no idea. I don't care.
We would be so stupid to take the next step without you
finding whatever the hell it is you're looking for.
I just got a group text message from you.
What? "911-- meet at cafe now."
They're going after all of us. Cat, where are you?
It's a trap. You got to get out of there.
Get down!
Aah! Vincent!
We think somebody else is trying to kill Vincent.
Well, you better lay low until we figure this out.
Can you get police protection?
It doesn't change the fact
that there's somebody still
out there trying to kill us.
Which leaves us where exactly?
More determined than ever to kick some ass
and finally get our "happily ever after" back.
¶ I'm bound to break a dime ¶
¶ I'll leave the past behind ¶
¶ Ha-ah, ah-ah-ah ¶
¶ I got you on my mind ¶
¶ Baby, it's your love that I'm afraid of ¶
¶ 'Cause it feels like we're the last ones standing ¶
¶ Whoa-oh-oh ¶
¶ We will strike 'em down... ¶
(gasps) Ah, cold tile, cold tile, cold tile!
I'm sorry! I'm sorry.
Sorry, I just--
I don't know what I was doing.
Okay, that was not the kind of wrestling I was hoping for.
I know, I'm just, I'm a little on edge, okay?
Please don't sneak up on me.
Why? Because we were ambushed by snipers two days ago?
Yes, that may have been when it started.
Well, you're safe now.
And I am definitely unarmed.
Really? Do you mind if I, uh, if I frisk you?
I insist.
I was just hoping for one moment
where we didn't have to worry about
beast bounties or mystery killers
and just, and just be us.
Like we used to be.
Yeah, "like we used to be."
Really? Yeah.
There were plenty of romantic moments in our past.
Oh, yeah, sure, like the time, that, uh, Gabe tried to date you
and kill me or the time that Liam
tried to kill us both.
Hang on, here's a fun one.
How about when your father erased my memory,
and then turned me into an assassin? Okay.
What about that moment
right after we said I do?
Okay.
That moment I could possibly live in forever.
(knocking)
JT: Did you guys die in there or what?
Hey guys, I call next for shower, thanks.
It's my bathroom.
I vote we go in order of who would leave
the least amount of body hair in the drain.
It's my bathroom!
Or the one time we were hiding out
in the Gentlemen's Club with all of our friends.
Uh-uh, where do you think
you're going?
(all clamoring)
Whoa. Okay!
Just one spoon-- that's all I need. Here.
Excuse me. Thank you.
I'm just gonna get this milk and I'm out.
Uh, excuse me!
I'm sitting here!
I can't find my slippers.
Has anyone seen my slippers?
Uh, did you check over by your computer?
Seriously?
What? My feet were cold, and besides,
you let Tess borrow your shirt.
Excuse me, JT gave me this shirt.
Uh, actually that's my shirt,
JT just wears it all the time.
All right, this is officially weird.
Look, we're obviously
in a tense situation.
What, you mean hiding from a beast buyer
and a mystery killer or the fact
that I have to live with my ex-boyfriend again?
VINCENT: Hey, I had to live with
that guy for ten years, too.
Trust me, this isn't
bringing back fond memories for me, either.
Hurtful. What about me?
I haven't seen Kyle in, like, a week.
I finally get a guy and a job
and suddenly I'm-- Guys! Guys!
We all have lives.
If we're ever gonna get back to them,
we have to do what Deputy Secretary Hill said.
Sit here and do nothing.
No. Stay under the radar
until Hill finds us a lead.
Tess, whoever's trying to kill
Vincent knew our every move.
He set that trap for all of us.
And if the mystery killer could find us...
So can the beast buyer.
Exposure is the worst thing that could happen to us right now.
Uh, then this might be a problem.
WOMAN: Our biggest threat to national security may be
something government officials aren't talking about.
Months ago, the murder of a blogger
and a Homeland Security agent set the Internet buzzing,
but the recent attack on the deputy secretary himself
raises real questions.
Could there be truth in the Twitterverse?
Was the Super Soldier program real?
And what doesn't DHS want you to know?
I'm Grace Rose.
More tonight at 9:00.
Well, so much for exposure.
She had everything but my damn picture and name.
Yeah, and that's not just some nerd blog.
Grace Rose is mainstream.
We have to talk to Hill, now.
Well, what about the rest of us? Don't answer the door.
Don't answer the phone. And I can't believe
I'm saying this but, Heather, maybe you should just
go live with Kyle. Just for the weekend.
The fewer exposure risks, the better.
Okay.
So, you two are stuck together.
I'm out of the loop, and Vincent and Cat
are skulking in the shadows, looking for answers.
Great.
Just like old times.
HILL: You want answers, ask Grace Rose.
Thanks to her report on DHS cover-ups,
I'm under official investigation.
What for? Grace Rose doesn't even know anything.
The press doesn't have to know anything.
They just have to ask questions.
Yeah, like, what does DHS know about beasts?
How'd you answer that one?
Well, I couldn't exactly tell the Secretary
of Homeland Security that I lied, covered up
the existence of the last beast on the planet, now could I?
Well, at least we still have that.
Well, I'm glad you see the glass as half full,
Agent Chandler, because I nearly
lost my life protecting you two.
Now my career is at risk, as well.
And I'm not the only one.
Major Fuller?
My old C.O. from Afghanistan.
Colonel Fuller.
Up for his first star.
With the Internet and media digging into the Super Soldier
program, well, he can kiss his career good-bye, too.
Why?
Because he tried to eliminate every soldier
in his unit who was experimented on.
Including myself.
I ran a background on that sniper
who attacked you in your apartment.
Turns out he was formerly in Fuller's unit.
So, you think Fuller's behind these attacks on me?
Why would he wait till now? I don't know, but he's killed beasts before.
He's got a lot more at stake right now,
so it just makes sense he'd do it again.
But if Fuller ordered a hit on an American citizen,
can't DHS arrest him? Not without proof.
How do we get it? We don't.
Sir... Look, I want to put an end to this
as much as you both do, and if I had
an undercover agent on the base
with a TMSI catcher device,
I could scan the military supercomputer,
find a record of this covert op against Vincent.
But, since you're under investigation
for helping us out, we're on our own, right?
Exactly. Get us the device. We'll make it happen.
VINCENT: There is no way I'm gonna
break into my old military base.
Why not? I'm still a DHS agent.
We can use my clearance to get you onto the base,
and then you take it from there.
"Take it from there"?
Okay, that is the whole damn thing.
Well, marriage is not always 50/50, Vincent.
I do the majority of the cooking.
Yeah, true, and I love your pot roast.
But to get into the supercomputer,
I'd have to break into the command center,
which is like Fort Knox
in the middle of a military base.
And no one gets in or out
without high-level military clearance.
Do you know anyone who has that?
Come on, you know I do, all right?
But Fuller is not gonna be happy to see me.
And I'm certainly not gonna be happy to see him.
Catherine, you're asking me to confront my past,
which I don't know if I can handle right now.
I'm not asking you to do it alone.
Vincent, we can do anything if we do it together.
Yeah, well, they say marriage changes everything.
Almost everything.
I'm pretty sure someone's tailing us.
(tires screech)
Go, go, go, go, go!
VINCENT: Oh, come on.
Is it that news reporter?
She must've been following Hill.
Okay, watch this.
(tires screech)
(car horns honking)
I can't shake her.
Well, you said we can do anything together, right?
Watch this. What--?
I've been tailing Hill for two days,
and all I've got is a car registered to the NYPD?
That doesn't scream news at 11:00!
I need something that screams-- aah!
That worked.
See? There's nothing we can't handle together.
Right, now all that's left to do is
break onto my old military base,
confront my past, and take down the very heavily armed man
who's trying to kill me.
Piece of cake.
(footsteps approaching)
Stop worrying.
We're gonna be fine.
Hill sent us the TMSI device and a forged pass
onto your old military base.
Oh, what? So I don't have to jump the fence?
Must be my lucky day.
I did it!
I snuck into your apartment, I picked up
Vincent's old uniform,
I made sure I wasn't followed.
I even had Kyle double park
'cause it's, like, way less suspicious
than actually finding a space.
Wait, Heather, you brought Kyle?
We have reporters
following us.
Not to mention assassins and bounty hunters.
The last thing we need is your EMT boyfriend
sniffing around asking questions.
Give me some credit, you guys.
Kyle's so excited
about us going away together,
the only question he's asking is,
"Does the hotel have room service?"
Because the only thing getting "exposed" this weekend is...
Okay, got it! Thank you.
Have fun. Use a condom.
Hey, no. Hold on!
You two dragged me out here,
at least tell me what the big plan is.
Vincent's just, uh, going
to see an old friend.
Oh, yeah, real fun guy.
Former commanding officer, Colonel Fuller.
You know, we'll probably have a drink
or two in the Officer's Lounge.
Nothing like 12-year-old Scotch
after a day of killing your own men.
What? Not to dwell on the past.
The important thing is what Colonel Fuller
can do for our future.
Yeah, like stop trying to kill me.
Okay, uh, whatever you guys
aren't telling me sounds really dangerous.
Which is exactly why it's better that you know nothing about it.
Not knowing doesn't make me worry any less.
But it makes you less of an exposure risk.
Heather, you knew this was an issue
when you started dating Kyle. I know.
(sighs) Fine, okay.
I'll worry about not telling Kyle what I don't know,
and you worry about Vincent.
There's something going on with him.
You think it still fits?
Sure.
12 years later, it's like nothing ever changed.
You've changed.
You sure about that?
Yeah. Yes.
Fuller might be the same man
that he was 12 years ago,
but you aren't.
What's bothering you so much about this?
It's not like we haven't faced threats from the past before.
Catherine, Fuller is different.
Those guys in my unit,
they're like family.
I trusted them implicitly.
Especially Fuller.
But he betrayed you.
He stared right at me,
and he pulled the trigger.
I was in so much shock I didn't even know if I could run.
And now the possibility
of coming face to face
with him again...
What if I can't control my feelings,
what if I turn back
into that beast I once was.
I won't let that happen.
You're not gonna be there to stop it.
Maybe I can be, with JT's help.
JT: I can't do this!
You always say that, and then you kill a ninja or something
and get to the next level.
I'm not playing a video game, Tess.
Cat asked me to hack
into the military satellite surveillance system
so she can help Vincent sneak onto his old military base.
Are you serious?
And guess how she ended her text?
"Remember to stay off the radar."
The military surveillance system is the radar!
Oh, my God.
What?
I think I did something.
What? JT, what did you do?
I got Cat access to every security camera
and surveillance drone
the army has. I did it.
I did the impossible!
JT, that's amazing.
Sorry, sorry.
Well, that was familiar.
Yeah, which is bad.
Heather's right.
Like, we're stuck here,
we're falling into old habits.
Something has to change.
(phone ringing) Yeah, but...
Who is it? Unknown caller.
(ringing stops)
Vincent said not to answer the phone.
Yeah, but what if it's Grace Rose.
Or better yet, the Beast Buyer.
(phone ringing)
Uh, Professor Forbes's office. Uh, please hold.
What did you do that for?
Like I said, something has to change.
Go on.
(clears throat)
This is Professor Forbes, can I help you?
Uh, interesting.
Let me check my schedule.
It's nothing.
Somebody named Dr. Paretti
wants to interview me for a job at Tanirushi.
Tanirushi? Yeah.
Why would the number one biotech company in the world
want to hire you? A minute ago you,
were hugging me and calling me Mr. Amazing.
JT, I never called you that, not even when we were dating.
I mean, please, a hot job offer out of the blue?
It's got to be a trap.
(scoffs) Give me this. No.
Mr. Forbes will meet you at Il Cantuccio in one hour.
Thank you.
Stop doing that!
You don't want to hug me again, fine,
but having me killed is not the answer.
JT, this could be our opportunity to find
the Beast Buyer and move on with our lives, okay?
All you have to do is wear a wire,
and I'll provide backup.
The last time I went undercover,
I got beaten up by nerds.
Well, I got you this time.
(sighs)
Captain Chandler?
Yes, sir. That's me.
(sighs)
Captain Chandler? Really?
It's customary upon marrying to take the spouse's name.
Well, let's hope the spouse
got the paperwork right.
Otherwise, I'll be the late Captain Chandler.
Sir?
Yes.
Parking's straight ahead.
All right, coach.
Now what?
Head over to the admin building.
I'll have Colonel Fuller called into the Base Command.
You break into his office, steal his key card.
You don't even have to see each other.
Wow, sounds like you thought of everything.
Here we go.
Turn around and put your hands up now!
Catherine?
Take it down a notch. Agent Chandler,
I'm Agent Murphy, this is Agent Tran,
DHS Internal Affairs.
I think there's been a mistake.
We need to talk,
now.
Catherine.
(soldiers counting)
Catherine, come on.
Catherine, I can't do this without...
FULLER: Terminate the operation, terminate the operation.
Hunt them down! Got one over here!
(gunshots) (grunts)
Major Fuller, what's going on?
Terminate the operation.
(panting)
SOLDIER: Are you gonna do another tour after this?
Catherine, if you can hear me, I need you.
(sighs) I need you right now.
SOLDIER 2: That's his job.
All right, Catherine, new plan.
Fuller's got the key card on him,
so I'm gonna have to go after him.
Alone.
'Cause now I'm talking to myself.
No one can hear me.
Guys, I have a very full schedule.
Then I'll get to the point.
What is your husband's relationship to DHS?
My husband's a doctor.
He has nothing to do with DHS. We have a full schedule, too.
Let's not play games. We know Vincent Keller
is a lot more than just a doctor.
I can explain.
Deputy Secretary Hill already did.
That's why the secretary put him in charge of the case.
What case?
Stopping a potential domestic terrorist.
Hill confessed that he has been covering something up.
Your husband's PTSD.
Vincent Keller is a mentally unstable war vet
who may be a danger to his country.
JT: Tell me again why this time
is gonna be different?
You know, I've been used as bait
for bad guys before, and it never ends well for me.
Kidnapped, beaten up,
hung from the ceiling, twice.
Any of this ringing a bell?
JT, that's all in the past, okay?
Except now, if you get your ass kicked,
it's in front of your ex-girlfriend.
Very funny. You know, maybe I should get my coffee to go.
Uh, joke, okay? Relax.
I've got unis
in the front and the back.
If this so-called "Dr. Paretti"
turns out to be another vicious bounty hunter
looking for intel on Vincent,
I've got you covered.
Weirdly, that doesn't make me feel better.
Look, just chill out.
Look for anybody who looks like a killer.
I don't even know what a killer looks like.
Excuse me,
are you JT Forbes?
Aline Paretti,
bio-technology at Tanirushi.
I've read all of your research,
and I'm so excited to meet you!
I'm excited, too.
I said "killer" not "killer body".
JT, get out of there; this is clearly a trap.
This is an unexpected surprise.
I mean,
I wasn't expecting someone so young.
But just to be clear,
Dr. Pretty...
Paretti. Right.
Is this an actual job interview?
I'd hate to waste time
if Tanirushi and you
aren't really interested in me.
Professor Forbes,
your thesis on cytokine fusion proteins
is exactly what Tanirushi is looking for.
"Interested" is an understatement.
Fantastic.
Please, have a seat.
So, tell me how you see our future together.
And talk slow.
(laughter)
(grunting)
You looking for this?
I don't actually need it.
In case you forgot, I'm pretty dangerous on my own.
Vincent Keller?
What are you doing here?
Trying to figure out why you sent an assassin,
and then a team of snipers to kill me.
Come on, Colonel, what was next-- ground troops?
I don't know what you're talking about.
I didn't send anyone to kill you. Really?
So now you're a murderer and a liar?
Neither.
Trust me, Keller, if I wanted you dead
then or now, I'd have it done.
Right back at you, Colonel.
Move. Move!
CATHERINE: This is unbelievable.
There's no basis to Hill's claim that Vincent
has PTSD or that he's a terrorist threat.
Deputy Secretary Hill said that when Agent Russo was murdered,
your husband became agitated
and seemed to take the case personally.
Vincent knew Agent Russo.
He was concerned that the murder was part of something
larger.
Concerned or paranoid? What does that mean?
It means that your husband, the ordinary doctor,
somehow got it in his head that the killer was after him.
It's textbook PTSD.
It's all in the file that Hill gave us.
No, it's definitely not all in this file.
Oh, then let's hear your husband's side of the story.
Where is Vincent right now?
MURPHY: Hill confessed that...
TRAN: Right there in the file that Hill gave us...
If I had an undercover agent on the base
with a TMSI catcher device...
Oh, my God, I have to stop Vincent.
Why? What's he gonna do?
I don't know, but Hill set Vincent up.
So if you want to protect innocent lives,
you have to let me warn Vincent
that he is walking into a trap.
VINCENT: You are gonna grant me access to computer HQ,
now keep moving.
You're making a mistake, Keller.
Bigger than the mistake I made trusting you, Colonel?
Start downloading now.
You can check every computer on this base.
You will not find evidence that I put a hit out on you,
because it does not exist.
Really?
So 12 years ago,
you killed an entire platoon of your own men
and you expect me to believe what you've got to say?
12 years ago, I was following orders.
You murdered soldiers.
It was a military operation.
They were your men!
And my friends, my platoon.
Failed experiments.
They were dangers to their country.
I was ordered to terminate the operation,
before it got out of control!
You should've killed me when you had the chance,
because now you're gonna get to see
what it really looks like when I'm out of control.
I did have a chance to shoot you.
I had a clear shot.
And yet, you're still alive.
You think I missed?
Stop lying to me.
I never disobeyed an order until that day.
Stop lying to me!
You were better than the others, Vincent.
There was still good in you.
Whatever had been done to you,
I knew the man you'd been.
The man maybe you could still be.
That man didn't deserve to die.
(gunfire) (soldiers clamoring)
No, because if you're,
you're telling the truth--
I am, and you know it.
Whoever's trying to kill you now,
it isn't me.
(rapid beeping)
Get out of here!
Go! Get out of here!
Go! Go!
(siren wailing)
(alarm blaring)
(knocks echoing)
(coughing)
(Fuller groaning)
The system's on lockdown!
We need an explosives unit, now!
Vincent.
Looks like he set off some kind of explosive device.
TRAN: Typical suicide bombing.
Actually there are no confirmed casualties.
At least not yet.
No thanks to you.
Agent Chandler... You planted
that bomb on Vincent.
We saved your life, and you tried to kill him.
I warned DHS, because I wanted to stop him.
Vincent is a dangerous man.
CATHERINE: That is a lie.
You know he's not.
I know what he is.
Now, you're upset, obviously.
But don't say anything you might regret.
DHS has all the information they need on Vincent Keller
for now.
We trusted you.
And I will do everything I can to help you through your loss.
Take her to DHS for debriefing.
(alarm blaring)
Hey, Keller, you got to get out of here.
That's an order.
Yeah, well, I guess neither one of us
is good at following orders, Colonel.
Now, keep pressure on this.
Okay? Otherwise you're gonna bleed to death.
You never walk away from helping people.
Even now.
(groans) Keller?
Whoever set you up,
they're not gonna stop.
(thudding) MAN: One, two, three!
Damn it.
Catherine...
Go...
Go!
MAN: Stand back!
We're gonna blow the door!
PARETTI: I'm not letting you get away.
(phone buzzing)
I don't know what other companies
are courting you, right now, but Tanirushi is prepared
to make you a sizeable offer.
I like how you say "sizeable."
(both laughing)
That's enough.
Meeting's over.
JT Forbes is not for sale.
Since when? Since I just got an alert
that a bomb went off on a military base, let's go.
Oh, no! Hey, she's got the check.
(customers clamoring)
And even more unanswered questions today
as a terrorist bomb rips through a military base.
No survivors have been reported at this time.
I'm Grace Rose, signing off.
Good news, cleared my shifts for the whole weekend.
We are 100% good to go.
I can't.
What? Why?
I don't know.
Wait, okay?
I tried to be understanding about whatever
is going on with you.
But at some point, you're gonna have to let me in.
I-I get that, I do.
I just... right now I'm really worried about my sister
and I have to go. I'm so sorry.
I know how much it sucks to be out of the loop.
Catherine!
Catherine-- (grunts)
I knew you'd come for her.
You always do.
Where is she?
(grunts)
Where is she?
Good.
You're awake.
Where am I?
Homeland Security sometimes finds it useful
to question suspected terrorists...
...privately.
Fine, you want to question me?
Go ahead, but I am no terrorist.
You set off a bomb on a military base.
A bomb you gave me!
You tried to set me up so I could kill Fuller.
Colonel Fuller was an unforeseen casualty.
You, you were the target, Vincent.
A target that's turning out to be pretty hard to kill.
Catherine and I, we risked everything to help you.
You supposed to be protecting us!
I almost died for it.
In front of my wife and my daughter.
Now I don't know who put a bounty out on your head,
but I told you and your wife
to end this before it blew back on me.
My whole career is on the line.
You beasting out is exactly
what I need to prove that I shot you
in self-defense.
This can't just look real.
It has to be real.
What the hell is that?
Synthesized adrenaline.
Should help you overcome your control.
My control is the only thing keeping you alive right now.
You really got no idea
what I am or what I'm capable of, do you?
No.
But you're going to show me.
(groaning)
You're making a huge mistake.
I have to be with Vincent.
You need to take me to him.
Your husband is in DHS custody.
Deputy Secretary Hill is in charge of his questioning.
Hill is not going to question Vincent.
He's going to kill him. Look.
Listen to me. Deputy Secretary Hill is in danger, too.
He doesn't know what Vincent is capable of.
If Hill threatens Vincent,
he's gonna have no choice but...
No choice but to what, Agent Chandler?
You assured us that
your husband wasn't dangerous.
He can be, if I'm not with him.
Even if we believed you
about Hill, it's not our call.
I'm sorry, there's nothing
we can do about it.
I'm sorry, too.
Do you realize what you're doing, Agent Chandler?
Hopefully saving Hill's life.
Which is more
than he'd ever do for Vincent.
Drop the gun, or I swear I'll shoot.
(sighs)
Cat! Vincent?
Where the hell are they?
Not sure, but Vincent didn't go willingly.
Damn it, we should've...
We should have been helping them
instead of going to that stupid fake interview.
It wasn't fake.
Trust me, JT, they were fake.
Wow. Jealousy, thy name is Tess.
No, it's not. Admit it,
you talk like our relationship is a dark part of the past,
but the minute you thought I was moving on,
your feelings changed.
What, you want me to admit how I feel?
Fine, yeah, I care about you. I miss what we had.
My feelings haven't changed.
The problem is, neither have you. What does that mean?
JT, we broke up so that you could find yourself, right?
How's that going?
(phone rings)
Uh, Cat, are you okay? Where's Vincent?
That's what I need you to find out.
JT's on it.
What the hell happened?
Hill planted that bomb.
He's the one who's been trying to kill Vincent.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. I thought Hill was on our side?
Turns out the Feds suck.
I just hope I can find Vincent before it's too late.
JT: Got him! I tracked Vincent's earpiece
to 62nd Street
near the airport.
You want Tess to send backup?
(sirens wailing) I think I'm bringing my own.
(groaning)
You really don't want to do this, you know.
I know.
But I don't have a choice.
No, no, no, we all have a choice.
You didn't.
Someone made you into... this.
And someone's always gonna want you dead because of it.
(growls) I'm just sorry
that this time it had to be me.
Run!
Get out of here before it's too late.
Go!
I have to do this.
I need to do this.
(bellowing)
Come on, Vincent, attack me!
Come on! Do it!
What the hell?
(gunshot) Vincent!
Vincent, don't!
Please don't.
Please don't do this!
(neck snaps)
No.
(sirens approaching)
No.
(growling) No. No.
Stop!
No, stop!
We got a homicide.
Suspect is on the run and presumed dangerous.
Does Vincent like bananas?
Or maybe I should make sandwiches.
What do fugitives eat?
Heather, it is a go bag, not a picnic.
Do you have any cash?
Never mind.
Vincent only needs to lay low
until we figure out how to get him a second chance.
You mean a third? Or fourth? Or maybe fifth.
I mean, how do you even keep count? Heathe!
Well, I'm sorry, it's just I just can't believe
that this is actually happening again.
And truthfully I didn't think
that Vincent was capable
of doing something like this.
Cat, he murdered the Deputy Secretary of Homeland Security.
It was not his fault.
Damn right, it wasn't.
Apparently Hill pumped enough synthetic adrenaline
into Vincent to make an elephant's heart explode.
Is he gonna be okay? I don't know.
He might have a hard time calming down, so...
you should take this.
He's not like that anymore.
Sure about that?
Okay.
(phone ringing)
Tess, did they find him?
No, but DHS sent out
an APB on Vincent as a person of interest.
Okay, then I still have time.
Can you do me a favor?
Divert the patrols away
from the East River Overpass.
If Vincent and I are ever in trouble,
that's our rendezvous point.
Look, Cat, I know it's pointless
to try to talk you out of this.
The only reason why you made bail
is 'cause cops at the scene saw that you couldn't have been
involved in Hill's murder or Vincent's escape.
But if you're caught helping a fugitive,
you'll be charged as an accomplice to everything.
Including murder.
I know.
But I wasn't there for Vincent when he needed me.
I need to be there for him now.
(sighs)
All right.
Just be careful, okay?
I know it's safer if I'm out of the loop,
but you would tell me if this was good-bye, right?
Of course I would, Heather.
GRACE: Catherine Chandler?
Grace Rose, I'm investigating
DHS cover-ups involving Deputy Secretary Hill.
You work for him, right?
No comment. DHS refused to issue a statement
about the terrorist bombing. Any thoughts on that?
Well, it's an ongoing investigation, so no comment.
Well, I heard that certain details
about the bomber
exonerated Deputy Secretary Hill.
He's been unreachable ever since.
You wouldn't happen to know where he is,
or what might have happened to him?
Hey, lady, what part of "no comment" don't you understand?
I understand that's what people say when they know something.
By the way, where's your husband?
Unless you want to become a headline yourself,
stay away from me and my husband.
I just go where the story is.
Let's go.
(engine starts)
And don't lose her this time.
(stalling)
I guess Grace Rose is gonna have to do a report
on the weather instead.
I hear it's raining bananas.
(sighs)
You stuck bananas
up Grace Rose's tail pipe?
Where'd you learn that, Beverly Hills Cop?
Never heard of it.
Classic movie starring Eddie Murphy?
He was the Donkey from Shrek.
You know what? Forget it.
Wherever you got the idea, it was a good one.
Just trying to help.
Vincent?
(growling)
(gasps)
I'm so sorry.
Everything's gonna be okay.
Really? How?
After what I just did, what I just became?
Hill didn't give you much of a choice.
Maybe if I had been there...
No, don't.
You couldn't have stopped me.
I couldn't stop myself.
That wasn't you. You know that.
(sighs)
Vincent, what are we gonna do?
I don't know.
I really don't.
We'll find a way, okay?
We've been through worse, right?
Yeah.
Yeah, I wish that were true.
I'm never letting you go,
so we got to find a way, all right?
(sirens wailing)