Rogue

Previously on Rogue...

You stick with this girl,

and you're gonna wind up dead.

Mia was behind the short selling of the mine.

She read the auditor's report.

The auditor whose plane crashed mysteriously?

Whatever.

How you feelin'? Like I slept in a ditch.

It was more of a gully than a ditch.

I need you to look into something for me, Jen.

Her name's Anna Drubeskaya.

- Marlon. - Famous.

Where's my package?

Yo, 5-0, man.

Fucking set me up!

Mr. Dinard,

you're the embodiment of everything that is wrong in this city.

I can't have that around my kid.

The Russians found us, ma'am.

What do they want? Half a million dollars.

This is a list of undeclared donations,

violations of almost every campaign finance law on the books.

What do you have in mind? I was thinking

that I would be appointed to the District Court of the state of Illinois.

I'll get you your fucking money.

Two seconds ago you didn't have my fucking money.

Two seconds ago I didn't have a fucking gun stuck in my ear!

You already have my money?

No, but actually, you got ours,

you fat Russian. Fuck you, you piece of shit!

What I said in that courtroom...

All we need to do is get ready for Ethan Kelly.

Excuse me?

Found something?

Yeah. Looks like our girl's led quite the exciting little life.

Jesus.

Anna Drubeskaya's connected to at least four murders.

And not charged, not even once?

Keep reading.

Now, wait a minute, this can't be right.

That's what I thought.

She was murdered in Moscow two years ago?

Allegedly. What the hell's going on?

I have no idea at all.

Seems a bit surreal.

I got a couple of broken ribs.

There's a pain in the gut every time I breathe.

So, surrealism is the last thing

I'm feeling right now. Most men

down-play their injuries so they sound tougher.

Most men are taller than me,

but I compensate in other ways.

So what're we thinking?

Um...

I'm gonna talk to Lowry in the morning.

Maybe we can use her to get to Marty.

Here we go again.

Did you see Furnell's press conference?

Sucking up to Stein. Son-of-a-bitch.

It's a rare thing of beauty.

What is? Your stubbornness.

I like to think of it as perseverance.

Are we done here? Wow, a few weeks back at CPD,

you already forget what actual case work feels like.

I got, uh... Since the thing,

I've got Lily calling me every 15 minutes to see if I've been kidnapped.

Well then, you better get home.

For the record, it's three broken ribs.

Tough guy.

Better believe it.

It's a bad idea?

It's a bad idea.

Ow. It's okay.

Really? Yeah. Oh, yeah.

Tough guy? Yeah. Tough guy.

Bets. Shit.

Hold on a second!

You're opening doors yourself these days?

Yeah, well, Betsy left me.

Because you left her for dead?

Something like that. Come on in.

Sit down. You want something to eat?

No, no, no. I ate already.

Mind if I?

It's your house.

Mia's not with you?

No.

Why?

Sure you don't want something to eat?

As good as that looks, I'm all right.

Hearty healthy. Mmm-hmm.

I thought about your proposition.

Oh? I'm in.

We figure out the drive and, uh, we cut her loose.

I think you're making the right decision.

Well, like you said, better the devil I know.

She's not just going to walk away. You know that.

I'm aware of that. Yeah.

What are you gonna do with her?

Why don't you let me deal with that?

God I hate this shit. Betsy made me eat it every morning.

Just so you know, Mia came to me last night

with a little proposition.

Oh, yeah? Me, her

and the drive.

"All we need to do is get rid of Ethan Kelly."

That's a direct quote.

What'd you say?

I said, "I'll think about it."

I bet you did.

I'm telling you this so you can watch your back.

No, you're telling me this

so I can do your dirty work.

That, too. Yeah.

She's bad news, Ethan. We both know that.

I'm gonna tell you something. When we're all done with this,

if you don't get rid of her, I will.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go

cook myself up some bacon and eggs.

What's good, y'all? Yeah?

I'm looking for Cook. Y'all know where he at?

Who the fuck are you?

All right. Just tell him the chandelier man is here. All right?

Chandelier man.

Wait here. All right.

Come in.

Marlon Dinard.

What's good, Cook?

What are you doing in a dump like this?

I'm looking for work, homeboy. Oh, yeah?

Yeah. How's your hemming?

Thought you was out the game.

Circumstances change, man.

Oh, yeah? 'Cause I heard it was you that changed.

What do you mean?

I mean, a little birdy told me that you've been running with the Feds.

Nah.

Nah, I... I ain't been running with nobody, man.

Well, Famous got his self eight to ten on account of that "nobody".

Famous?

Famous is a dumb mother... Don't put his shit on me.

Well, Intelligence ain't got nothing to do with it.

That boy was set up.

I got hauled in on the same shit he did.

Yeah, then you were hauled out with nothing but a slap on the wrist.

I guess I got a better lawyer, bro.

Uh-huh.

What do you want?

Hear about Judge Parker?

That racist, white-power, hold-the-nigga-down, piece of shit?

Yeah. Yeah.

I heard karma caught up with that motherfucker.

God damn it!

Did you... What the fuck are you doing with that here?

You still think I'm a snitch?

I think you're insane!

So, what's the going rate for that these days, man?

You know you're not the boss no more?

Yeah, I know that.

'Cause, you know, a nigga gets used to a certain kind of lifestyle...

Cook, look. That ain't gonna be an issue, bro.

Yeah?

Fucker.

You keep that with you.

All right.

And you burn that motherfucking wallet!

Morning.

Where have you been?

What do you mean? I went to go get you milk.

And it took you that long?

I went for a walk.

You know, I woke up, and you weren't here,

I was worried about you. Oh, yeah?

Hey, what's going on with you?

Nothing's going on. Really?

Why are you looking at me like that?

Honestly, I don't know what you're talking about.

So he told you?

What's that?

Marty.

He told you about me.

My real name is Anna Drubeskaya.

That's what you talked to Jen about, right?

That's why you had her do a background check on me?

You know, everything that you read, it's bullshit!

That's what they do, it's how they discredit you.

That's what who does?

The Russian government.

Hmm.

My parents were anti-government activists.

They firebombed my house when I was five.

So we fled to America.

And when they died, I decided to go back and finish what they started.

But you can't beat these people.

You can't win.

So, one day, I woke up and realized what the world was.

And I decided to take back what was mine.

They fake your death, too?

No.

I did that.