Revenge

Previously on Revenge...

I have nowhere to go.

Darling, there's really nothing I can do to help you now.

I have no resources.

- Do you work in finance? - A little bit.

How much do you hate it

when people ask you for free advice?

Conrad laid waste to our family assets.

Let me help. Call it a loan?

I like to get out and clear my head.

Should you ever want any company...

David, meet your daughter.

Do it. Shoot.

End this whole thing right now.

I owe you so much more than a quick death.

- What did she want? - Charlotte.

I thought that it was you that she was after.

Emily wants to destroy our whole family.

Emily!

- Who was that? - What did you see?

Guy in sweatshirt with a knife.

I barely saw his face.

- Do you see him? - No.

The system was mid-reboot. Most of the cameras were down.

Thank God I heard the motion detectors.

- You could've been killed. - I'm okay, Nolan.

Barely.

Ems, there was a man in your room

with a knife,

and he was not after your stash of vintage Cartier.

He wanted blood.

Wait...

Do you think this is what Victoria had planned?

That would explain why she didn't shoot me

when she had the chance.

Of course she'd hire someone else to do her dirty work.

At least he failed.

Yeah. Well, it's my move now.

No, no, no, no. No more moves.

I say we tag out. Let's call the police.

The police? No.

All right. Then at least let's call Jack.

He's police adjacent.

'Cause I am over this war with you and Victoria.

Nolan, we don't call the police.

Why not?

Oh, because maybe

the henchman wasn't working for Victoria alone.

Maybe little arson Annie was behind this, too.

She's not my sister.

I promised to help Charlotte.

I'm not going to sic the cops on her.

Oh, what? So she gets another spin on the murder wheel?

How many?

I'm going to search the property.

You do know that that hoodie is not a bulletproof vest,

that you can die,

and that the girl that you are so desperately trying to save

would like to see that happen sooner rather than later?

Yes, you made choices that hurt Charlotte,

and, no, you can't undo them,

but you don't have to repay her with your life.

I'm not gonna turn my back on her again.

No cops.

David?

David!

Charlotte?

You scared me.

You're hurt.

What happened?

The hood of your car is still warm.

Did you just get in?

Yes. It was too late to drive here, so I took a suite in the city.

So, you got some money?

Enough to last us for a while.

Where's Charlotte?

I don't know.

David, you were supposed to stay here last night to protect her.

I tried to.

I snuck into Emily Thorne's house last night.

What?

David, what did you do?

Did you kill her?

I came close... But I couldn't.

- Did she see you? - No.

- Did anyone? - No.

- Are you sure? - No one saw me.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to upset you.

But this is a different world from the one that you left.

Your re-emergence must be carefully planned,

and you'll need an alibi for the night of Conrad's death.

If you come out now,

they'll expect an explanation for where you've been.

Do you have one?

David.

All I want is the life you promised me years ago,

but we mustn't rush it.

Let me take care of things.

Yeah.

You're right.

Yeah, I'm not thinking clearly.

Get some rest, my love.

Ems?

Um, got a sec?

I was just heading out.

Another walk in the woods?

Nolan reported a break-in last night.

Why didn't you call?

Look, the alarm was off and someone got in,

but he didn't take anything, Nolan ran him off.

It wasn't a big deal.

You know I like my privacy.

Except that the, uh, intruder had a knife, Ems.

Well, that escalates this

from breaking and entering to aggravated assault.

So, we're gonna need a statement.

Humor us, since I've already got my pad out.

_

Just let them know I'm not here.

They can reach me on my cell if they really want to,

- but, um, I don't need to have this. - Okay.

- Morning. - Daniel.

Merci.

I thought we were meeting later at your place.

Yeah, well, my place isn't exactly my place anymore.

The Ripley's too expensive for me right now.

The truth is, my family's assets are depleted.

- Daniel... - And before you offer, I'll be okay, all right?

I'm a Grayson. I've survived worse.

I know you will.

But I need to tell you

that your mother came to see me last night.

Huh. She already told you about our financial situation.

What did she want?

A loan.

I'm sorry she put you in such an awkward position.

Awkward?

Well, I truly believe my father loved her.

Besides, now she owes me.

Now, that's a hell of a card to have in your hand.

Mm-hmm.

How do you say "badass" in French?

I'm not sure if I qualify.

I may have handled your mother,

but the quarterly earnings are down again.

Well, I can take a look at the numbers if you want.

It's a content issue. That's what drives the numbers.

And the editorial department is lacking, so...

Hey, you shouldn't be worrying about me today.

What time is your meeting with, uh...?

Louise Ellis?

- Yes. - At noon.

After drinks last night, I was up for hours

coming up with a strategy to expand her portfolio.

I mean, managing a member of one of the South's most prominent families

would be the perfect start for my wealth-management firm.

Well, this Louise would be a fool not to hire you.

- You can be very charming. - Hmm.

I hope so.

I feel like I'm starting my life over from scratch.

I really need this to work.

Then make it work...

Because that's what we do.

- Mm. - Mm.

Damn right.

So, you woke up when you heard Mr. Ross yell your name.

And you saw the intruder... White male, medium build...

standing over you with a knife.

Now, did you get a look at his face?

I could barely make out anything

before he jumped off the balcony.

That's got to be a 15-foot drop at least.

My guess is, the guy hurt himself.

Do you mind if I take a look at the jump site?

I'll do the honors, Officer Hunter. It's right this way.

- Emily... - Don't, Jack.

I'm not involving you any more than Nolan already has.

So I'm right to suspect that there's more here,

and, what, I'm supposed to just back off?

It was a simple break-in.

Look, the fire was one thing.

I let you stand by your statement to protect Charlotte.

But if... If this is what I think it is,

it's murder for hire.

Are you done making your statement?

Charlotte is out of your control.

You can't make the people you love change,

even if it's for their own good.

Now, if this thing is tied to Victoria

and if we can find the intruder,

we can take her down legitimately and maybe even save Charlotte.

But what you're doing to help her,

it's... It's not working, and you're in danger.

- Jack... - Can you please just let me do my job?

- I can't stop you. - No, you can't.

And, Emily...

If Victoria turns up hurt...

Or worse...

I will arrest you.