The Flight Attendant

All right.

Wow, all right, let's, uh...

let's catch a killer.

Right. Catch a killer.

- Yeah. - Who says that?

I don't know. I actually...

the alternative sounds worse.

But, actually, now that sounds bad too.

So maybe I regret saying that.

Just drink that. There you go.

Okay?

Who's this?

Oh, whatever happened to "This is Cecilia?"

Miranda?

Yeah, I'm calling you on a burner

because I was attacked by a hired assassin.

Hired assassin?

- Oh, my God! - Spare us both.

You were the only one who could have told Victor

that I was still in New York.

Now, I just want to say that I...

yeah, I understand.

- You do? - Yeah.

'Course I'm still gonna have to find you and kill you.

But it wasn't my fault!

Listen, you know how scary Victor is.

I couldn't just stand there and...

Look, I...

I'll give you Victor. Okay?

You have nothing to bargain with and he's never gonna stop

sending people after you, right?

So you could stop him.

He's leaving New York tonight,

but he's still there now, okay?

I can text you the address

and time he's meeting his driver.

Is that enough?

Well, you are very clever, Cecilia, so...

why don't you text me and we'll see?

Wow. That sounded healthy.

- It was. -

Oh, I... have to run an errand.

- What? - Okay?

And it is an important and very quick thing.

- Right now? - Okay, so, driver,

can you please pull over? Thank you.

Uh, no.

You're just gonna get out? This is the middle of the road.

What are you do... where are you going, even?

Well, you're just gonna have to trust me.

Well, that's not what we talked about...

that was not the plan!

Shit.

I got shut down on a warrant for Alex Sokolov's apartment.

I understand being guarded,

but these people should want to help.

Yeah, but you want normal human emotion

from Janet Sokolov?

Why are you even here?

What happened to sitting on the lab until you got a match?

Look, I know I can be aggressive at times.

And I rub people the wrong way.

And what brought this on?

Okay, the tech in the print lab asked me

if I had a lacrosse scholarship at Yale.

And then she told me to wait somewhere else.

Yeah, because we all talk around here.

In fact...

this is the lab now.

And... wow.

Bowden is a match for the bloody fingerprint

- inside the broken bottle. - Yes!

There it is, proof she was there after Alex Sokolov died.

That's the ball game. Okay.

Let's get a warrant and round her up.

What the fuck, Kim?

This is what we've been working towards.

- I know, I'm just... - Oh, my God.

I know it pains you to admit it,

but this is the answer,

and the rest of your little intuition

about a bigger conspiracy was wrong.

First of all, I need you to get out of my space.

And the second is to understand that I've been doing this

for a while, and I do not need you belittling my instincts.

So you go on and arrest Bowden

and leave me here to go over this case again,

because "Cassie Bowden did it"

does not wrap everything up to my satisfaction.

What?

They found Chavez dumped in an alley

with his throat slit.

Oh, my God. There you are.

You know we're boarding, right? What's going on with you?

You know the rules. No drinking.

Cassie...

Please don't make me your mom.

Please, the same rules that says

you're over the baggage allowance.

What, are you moving to Italy?

On this plane, I am your supervisor.

I'm not even gonna drink them, probably.

It's just like a security blanket or whatever.

I don't know why I said that. Will you back off! Relax!

You just love feeling superior to me, don't you?

You know what, Cassie?

I used to idolize you,

so go ahead and drink all you want

if it's that damn important to you.

Who the hell even cares?

You two need to stop.

You're distracted, and you both have really toxic energy.

Just pull it together.

Oh, hush up, Jada.

What's going on with Megan? Why is she so tense?

Like, strange tense?

Who gives a shit?

This is stressful, but pull yourself together, okay?

I don't want to sound like a broken record about the liquor,

but if this plan is actually gonna work...

Okay, you don't think Miranda's coming, huh?

You think I screwed this up?

You thinks she's ghosting me? Go ahead, say it.

Honestly, if you think about it,

Miranda might not be ghosting you.

She might already be dead.

What's the bloody hold up?

I hate this light! It makes my eyes...

Oh!

Ah!

All of this...

for a flight attendant?

I actually quite like her.

I mean, I don't know what's happened to me lately.

Maybe you shouldn't be so emotional, is that it?

You gonna tell me to smile more next?

You know, I did so much for you,

and you hired some total fuck-up to kill me in my car?

Let's be fair, I didn't specify where he should do it.

Really, Victor?

You had Alex killed before you got the money?

Funny story.

I'd only got a secondhand report, but apparently...

Hello, Sleeping Beauty.

What, the blond?

Yeah, you know, she stumbled out of here.

Just fell asleep on a bench.

But I kept her lip gloss so I could taste it.

Ah, ah, ah, ah!

Here's what's gonna happen. I'm gonna move my hand,

and you're gonna tell me where you've written down

the accounts and encryptions, yeah?

Mm.

All right.

The account numbers are in a book.

It's... it's on the couch.

It's underneath one of the pillows.

Great.

You see, that wasn't too hard now, was it?

All right.

Fooled you, didn't I?

No, no!

Feliks should have waited

until he had everything in hand,

but you know how hard it is to find good help.

Okay, get on the ground.

Now!

Now, Miranda,

I do know about that hot temper of yours.

Between us, I've found a beta blocker

and some nice lavender tea really do calm the nerves...

Ah!

Ah!

Ah...

Fuck it.

A word with you, please?

Uh, are you talking to me?

Shane, you're talking to me now?

Cassie,

I was never not talking to you.

It was just after the funeral thing, I needed a break.

Listen, I'm sorry, I've been trying to call you to apologize

and then my life got insane again and then...

Okay, good. Apology accepted.

- Really? - Yes, look...

I told you that no one close to me has ever died,

and clearly 3C meant a lot to you, so who knows?

Maybe I would have done some crazy shit like you did.

We're good.

- Thank you. - Yes.

Also, Jada and Megan are driving me insane.