Revenge

My father was an innocent man,

destroyed by powerful people.

The Graysons are behind this. They're gonna pay.

I've dedicated my life to avenging his death.

Eventually, someone's gonna find you out.

And I won't stop until they've all paid the price.

I need to be able to trust you with this.

Nolan-- he keeps this box locked up

behind the painting. It's got this design.

- Was it something like this? - It was exactly like that.

Transient global amnesia?

What do you remember?

Nothing.

I shot her. I'm turning myself in.

He will confess unless we act. Lydia goes.

Lydia Davis is a prime suspect

in the shooting of Emily Grayson.

You stay close to Emily. But whatever you do--

Don't trust the Graysons.

Daniel shot me.

When my father was in prison,

he wrote in his journals about how the value of life

can be directly measured by our will to endure,

that we have a remarkable ability to resist fatigue,

to withstand pain,

to keep fighting,

as long as we don't lose sight of what we're fighting for.

With the queen's guard posted outside,

I... had to get creative.

Or maybe you're using this visit as an excuse

to have purchased that jacket.

You do remember me.

Of course I do. I'm fully recovered.

Mentally, anyway.

How's Aiden handling everything?

Poorly, but he's agreed not to retaliate against Daniel.

What about you?

How will Emily Thorne return with a vengeance this time?

She won't.

It's over, Nolan. I failed.

- You survived. - I can't go back there.

Not after everything that's happened.

I don't want to.

You know the hardest part about losing my memories was...

Having to relive them as they came back.

So much pain.

I just know that I have to get out of here,

get out of the Hamptons.

Hey, you have to heal first.

I'll see you on my next rounds.

As long as she's in there, she's safe.

Look, Niko, I'm beyond grateful for your help,

and Emily will thank you herself...

If you would only let me tell her who I am.

If she thought for one moment

you were anything other than a nurse,

she would refuse your help.

She can be stubborn. I just need to ask

- one more thing of you. - Name it.

Sneak her out. Meet me here tonight.

Aiden, are you sure that's a good idea?

She's still really weak.

I just worry that the longer she stays in there,

the more at risk she is.

Not if I'm watching over her.

Unless you think I'm the risk.

There's something you're not telling me, isn't there?

We reconnected.

And before this went wrong,

Emily and I were going to leave...

Together.

Right now I need to get her to safety

before anything else goes wrong.

So I'm sorry you had to find out like this,

but you were the only one who can help me.

- Yeah, seems so. - Niko, please.

Bring her to me.

Okay? Hey.

It's the last thing I'll ask.

Thank you.

Hey.

I heard about your accident.

- Glad you're okay. - You should be by your wife's side,

not mine. How would it look if someone saw you?

I don't care.

All I care about is making things right with you.

That's why I covered your hospital bill--

so you wouldn't have to worry.

Well, I don't want your money. I want you to leave me alone.

Well, I can't, not after what...

Not after you hurt yourself like you did.

You... You think I tried to kill myself...

Because you married Emily?

That is... That is so typical Grayson,

believing everything is about you.

- Your roommate called me. She-- - No, I was drunk, Danny.

I passed out in the bath and almost drowned.

I was stupid, okay? But I won't be stupid again.

- Oh, wait a minute. Wait-- - Hey!

- You stay out of this, Jack. - No, that's not gonna happen. You okay?

- She's fine. - I wasn't asking you.

Oh, you think you know everything, don't you?

Aah!

Yeah, I do.

Now pick yourself up and get the hell out of my bar.

It's good to see her resting.

She has endured so much pain.

Yes. Well, all pain is relative.

I hear her amnesia's lifting.

It is. Although Emily still can't recall

the night of the trauma.

But given her progress,

I'd be comfortable discharging her.

With her condition, you can't just let her walk out of here.

She still needs around-the-clock medical attention,

which the rehab clinic would provide.

I believe she's going to recover completely,

physically and mentally.

It's just a question of where she does it.

Excuse me.

Perhaps I can be of service, Mrs. Grayson.

She's awake.

Good morning.

Where am I?

Well, Grayson Manor, of course.

Welcome home.

For your own sake, you'll wanna keep those shut.

The paparazzi heard the news that you're home,

and they'll stop at nothing to steal your soul...

If you believe in that sort of thing.

I don't understand. My...

My doctor discharged me?

Yes, straight into my care and your nurse's.

We thought you'd be more comfortable here.

You're a Grayson now.

And we circle the wagons when tragedy strikes.

Dr. Sturman told me that your memories are recovering.

The last thing I remember was...

The church, the wedding vows.

At least... I have that happy moment.

And spared the traumatic details of your shooting.

I'm trying to remember, but...

Daniel.

What happened to your eye?

Nothing worth mentioning,

not compared to your injuries.

I didn't know you'd been released.

I brought Emily home for the remainder of her recovery.

Actually, Victoria, I think I'd prefer to recuperate

in the beach house with my husband.

Nonsense, especially considering that Lydia's still on the loose.

I would never forgive myself if she finished what she started.

Well, I'll leave you both alone for a moment.

It's nice to see you.

Should probably get some rest.

Hey, what the hell are you doing?

Containing the situation.

She's on the verge of remembering what you did,

and we couldn't afford to have some random orderly

at the hospital overhear it.

So we're holding her captive.

We're keeping up appearances to avoid suspicion.

For now, you are two newlyweds blissfully in love.

And what happens when she remembers that's not the case?

Let me take care of it.

In the meanwhile,

try to keep your violent confrontations to a minimum.

All right?

- Take my hand. - I don't need your help.

I think you do.

You're lucky she even let me come here.

You don't work for them?

Oh, I took her money. But no.

Okay. Room's clear.

We can talk.

Who do you work for?

Just myself...

And the memory of my father.

You're Takeda's daughter.

Niko.

It's an honor to meet

the only student he ever spoke of with affection.

And mine to meet his only child.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Took some time to accept it--

how such a great warrior was killed by a random burglar.

When I heard about your setback,

I thought I could help you overcome it.

It's what he would've wanted.

Thank you.

But my mission's over.

I'm leaving as soon as I can walk out of here.

Aiden said you were stubborn.

You know Aiden?

We met when he was on a mission in Sydney,

where my mum raised me.

Then we reconnected last year after my father's death.

Does he know that you're here?

I've been reporting your progress to him every day.

Then please take me to him.