Revenge

Previously on Revenge...

There's a safe. Here's the location and the key code.

No!

Drop it!

If Malcolm finds out that you killed his daughter...

- That was me. - Doesn't matter. He'll bury us all.

We're gonna have to make sure he doesn't find out.

Daniel attacked you. You shot him.

Only when I knew he intended to kill me.

She had to shoot him? Self-defense?

What happened has been hard for all of us to accept.

But I don't accept it.

If all this hadn't happened,

we'd be having her funeral right now.

You were gonna kill Victoria?

My brother values our secrets.

He'll do anything to keep 'em buried.

I found the envelope

- you were looking for. - Would you destroy it, please?

I'm trying to track down Agent Kate Taylor.

Was she working with anyone on your team?

Jack Porter. What'd you say your name was?

Aah!

Malcolm Black.

Aah!

Aah!

Uhh!

He gonna make it?

What happens if he doesn't?

Then I'll have two bodies to deal with.

Boss wants him alive.

This guy's the mastermind behind Flight 197.

Moved all that money around for the terrorists

like David friggin' Copperfield.

No, I didn't.

I didn't.

Boss heard Conrad Grayson was gonna kill him,

so he figured,

one man's trash...

Who...

Who do you work for?

Same as you now.

You didn't come to bed last night.

They I.D.ed the body. It's him.

So it's taken care of then.

I know that I owe everything to your sacrifice,

the lie that we told in Daniel's name.

The irony is I still lost you.

That's why you slept on the couch, right?

It's that...

I find it hard to lie next to you after what you confessed.

If you hadn't betrayed me...

The choices I made 20 years ago...

You know I was desperate to save my son.

Now he's gone anyway. So...

I can't expect your forgiveness.

How can I when I can't forgive myself?

They're bringing over the rest of Daniel's things.

I would appreciate a couple of hours to go through them.

Of course.

Then how about we, uh, talk tonight,

away from here?

The lighthouse in Montauk.

Our old rendezvous.

Of course.

- Thank you very much. Appreciate it. - You're welcome.

Well, look what the tide brought in.

More like the commuter flight from D.C.

And you must be Nolan Ross.

Lyman Ellis. It is an honor

to have a future congressman grace my club.

One of my most staunch supporters summers up here,

so I couldn't leave town without seeing my baby sis.

I assume you came to scold me.

Now why would you think a thought like that?

Fox and CNN picked up that muckraking piece

on Daddy's death,

and you show up not a week later?

Yeah, well, I was surprised

you were the one dredging up that whole ordeal.

Made me worry something was wrong,

and maybe it's time we got you back home to Savannah.

Well, you know, actually, that

article was my fault.

I gossiped to the wrong person.

And while I can't unring that bell,

how about you join us for dinner tonight?

You can fill me in on your run for office

and maybe accept a handsome campaign donation.

Well, that's, uh...

I'm, uh...

I apologize for charging in on you like this, Lou.

You know how overprotective I can be.

But I'd be a fool

not to accept your friend's apology and contribution.

Every penny counts.

That it does.

Thank you for coming.

I would've come down, but...

Victoria's still there?

- Yes, she is. What's wrong? - Exactly that.

After what you told me, how...

I interrupted your plan for her...

I'm meeting her tonight, at the lighthouse in Montauk.

They'll rule it a suicide.

Grieving mother jumps to her death.

I'm not inhuman.

Seeing her mourn Daniel gave me pause,

but that doesn't erase what she's done.

Killing her would.

Death for Victoria would be merciful.

She has nothing left.

Now is the time to let her suffer.

Please. I sacrificed my whole life for this moment.

Don't rob me of it.

Let's just walk away from all of this.

I don't care where we go. I just...

Want a chance to get to know you.

I'd like that.

Then let's go.

I just need a week or so to tie up some loose ends.

Stay with me until then?

Do you remember how happy we were

when we first moved here?

Thought it was heaven.

The devil can have it.

- All right, buddy. Have a good day. - Say, "bye-bye, Daddy!"

- Bye, Daddy. - Bye.

Say, "bye-bye!"

How you doin' there?

Jack Porter. That right?

That's right.

Douglas Taylor.

Agent Kate Taylor is my daughter.

How can I help you?

Chief Alvarez tells me

you two were working on something together.

I was hoping you could shed some light on a few things.

Sure.

Bureau said that, uh...

She took a vacation just after she closed your case.

We wrapped up a few days back.

Have you seen her since?

No.

Why?

You think she took a vacation around here?

Well...

It sure as hell wasn't Miami.

You're a father.

Hate to tell you,

the worry never ends.

You protect him...

While you can.

We have a problem.

Where's Lyman?

On my yacht, getting into his tennis whites.

He'll be back shortly.

Says he wants to hear all about my life in the Hamptons.

So when he asked you about going home,

that's really code

for another stint in a mental facility, right?

I really need him to see how well I'm doing here

so I can stay.

We'll convince him at dinner tonight.

But whatever happens, you can't leave.

We're only halfway through our summer of debauchery.

Amen.

- Nolan. - Morning, Ems.

Um, Louise, this is Emily Thorne,

my other partner in crime.

- So nice to finally meet you. - You, too.

You know, I was real sorry to hear about

what happened with Daniel.

He was one of my first friends here in the Hamptons.

Yeah. Mine, too.

Well, I better run and reserve a court.

- Bye for now. - Bye.

You okay?

Better. I spoke to my dad.

I talked him out of it.

What is the world coming to?

You spared Victoria's life? Again?

As many times as I've considered it,

you know that death was never my intention.

Too much blood has been shed,

Daniel's included.

So...

For my father's sake and mine,

we're gonna leave the Hamptons.

Ems, you're finally gonna get your happy ending.

Oh, wow.

I'm really gonna miss you.

Oh, please. You're already hobnobbing with hot redheads.

Gentlemen prefer blondes.

You know that.

I'm just trying to help Louise deal with her brother.

Wait. Lyman Ellis is in town?

Oh, yeah.

He came to slap her hand for that LeMarchal article.

But you know politicians.