Incorporated

- Previously on "Incorporated"...

Take this.

Bye, Aaron. - I'll find you.

- My sister, she's a sex slave.

Where is she? - Arcadia.

Can you get in here?

- Access is restricted to senior execs.

- What was that? - Tell me you got a plan.

- Position's about to open up on the 40th.

Chad got fired today.

- Then we revoke his security clearance,

execute his nondisclosure agreement.

No one gets to senior management

without the company learning everything.

We got the permit.

We're gonna get pregnant. - Micronesian nationalists

killed a dozen of our guys today.

- Word is, it was Inazagi agents.

- Inazagi? You think they'd dare to?

- I mean, we both want that promotion, right?

- I may have underestimated you, Ben Larson.

- Sometimes I even surprise myself.

Oh, no.

What's wrong, Jaimie?

- I think my mom might've said a bad thing, Officer Bucky.

Like a bad word?

- No. Much worse than a bad word.

Uh, but I don't know if I should tell anybody.

- Was it about the company, Jaimie?

Mm-hmm.

I don't want to get my mom in trouble.

Of course you don't.

You love your mom, don't you?

But you also love your dad and your sister

and your friends.

And you love me, too, don't you, Jaimie?

Well, sure.

You see, Jaimie,

the company is made up of all kinds of parts.

Just like your machine here.

All the parts need to work together.

And if one is broken or defective or weak...

We wouldn't want anything like that

to happen to the company, would we?

- I think I'm ready to tell you what my mom said.

Good job, Jaimie.

You did the right thing--

for your family and for the company.

Now you're a real company deputy.

Just like me!

Thanks, Officer Bucky!

If you hear something yucky,

tell Officer Bucky.

If you hear something yucky,

tell Officer Bucky.

If you hear something yucky,

tell Officer Bucky.

If you hear something yucky,

tell Officer Bucky.

If you hear something yucky,

tell Officer Bucky.

- What about Thursday afternoon?

- Uh, we have Everclear test trials all day.

- Um, I could also do Friday lunch time.

- I'll be working on the presentation of the results.

I'll probably have to eat at my desk.

- You know, they're just gonna remove the IUD.

You don't need to be there for that.

I told you,

I want to be there every step of the way.

It's just this promotion.

You know, they need to see I really want it.

You don't have to want it.

You know that, right?

Think we're doing pretty well for ourselves.

Who is this adorable little munchkin?

Hi, my name is Hazel.

I'm a Spiga Scout Leader,

and I have a question for you today.

Do you like chocolate?

Well, yes, I do.

- I have great news for you then, ma'am.

This week, we have a two-for-one special

on our best-selling cookies.

The Triple Chocolate Fudge Bomb.

Name trademarked.

- That is quite a sales pitch, young lady.

Please come in and show me your selection.

- We take e-payment in any major currencies--

dollars, yuans, blackcoin. - Great. Come on in here.

- So this is life on the 35th floor, huh?

You got a pool back there?

- That's 40th and up and you know it.

- Yeah, sure, even water's a perk these days.

- Hmm. - Show me the cookies.

What are you doing here?

- You asked me to keep track of the five new girls in Arcadia.

Well, last night, I got an I-92.

- Let's make it fun. - Okay...

- That's a-- - Termination of contract form.

One of them tried to escape, stole a weapon,

she got shot by a guard.

Was it Elena?

- We don't get names in H.R., just their codes.

You'll have to use your keyhole to find out for yourself.

- I can't, I lost it.

- You lost it? - Someone took it.

Shit.

Can they trace it back to you?

- No, it has a self-destruct protocol.

If someone tried to access it, it'll burn itself out.

Protocols can be overwritten.

Do yourself a favor, will you?

Forget about Elena.

Have some kids, sell some cookies.

- Now tell me, what are these badges?

Well...

this one is my dream-catcher badge.

Oh, my gosh.

I can't.

If she's alive, I need to find out.

There's no way.

Not unless you could get a look at the body,

and we both know that's impossible.

Honey, time to go.

Watch it!

What can I get ya?

Water.

$5.92.

Anything else?

Some ice, maybe?

- Try the Four Seasons. - Okay, what about your contact?

Nice segue.

Real smooth.

Does it ever work?

- Well, different girls, different approaches.

You strike me as the type who doesn't have time for bullshit.

You're direct. - Really?

What else do you see in your crystal ball?

You work hard.

You're tough as nails.

And your father would cut my balls off

if he saw me talking to his little girl.

- Mm, I'm sure he wouldn't be the first to try.

- See, you know me, too. - I don't.

And you don't know me, either.

Oh, but I do.

Aaron?

Told you I'd find you.

Oh!

I can't believe it!

I told you to sell this.

I had to.

A couple times, actually, but...

I always made sure to get it back.

- Last night? - Yeah.

Dumb skint made a run for it.

I mean, you'd think they'd be grateful.

They get to eat better than we do.

- I don't know, I've heard she was servicing Holmes.

The way the guy runs the Hydroponics Department,

I'm sure he likes to make them bleed.

Oh!

Run diagnostics.

What the--- abort diagnostics.

Disengage device.

Shut power down now!

- The Inazagi delegation's on its way, sir.

ETA, 1100 hours.

Good.

It's time to bring these negotiations

to a close, Elizabeth.

- I'm confident we can reach an agreement.

Close the deal.

But don't settle, get the agricultural rights

north of the Loire.

Inazagi can keep the rest, all the way down to Gibraltar,

for all we care.

That won't be a problem.

One last thing.

Fellow members of the board have been questioning

your ability to handle these talks.

Especially under your own roof.

- If this is because of the Peterson security breach,

I guarantee his file has been permanently closed.

Is that so, Julian?

Absolutely, sir.

Mr. Peterson was acting alone.

The file's closed.

For your own sake, Elizabeth,

keep your house in order.

And remember:

the markets are watching closely.

Elizabeth.

- It's been a long time, EVP Mason.

It's a pleasure to meet you, SVP Walters.

I hope we can wrap this up today.

- The pleasure's mine, Ms. Krauss.

But I'm afraid we have miles to go before we sleep.

- Diana Walters, 43 years old.