Previously on Cloak and Dagger...
You just embarrassed the Uptown Block Kings,
which stands to make them more paranoid, and dangerous.
But I'm not out of trouble, am I?
With Connors MIA, there's not enough to exonerate you.
You have any idea where he could be?
- Someone has to be looking for them. - Someone is.
- These folks right here. - Who are you?
I'm the one who's gonna find those missing girls.
After I was shot, I divided into two?
What is all this?
This is Mayhem.
The next place she'd go is Pier 81.
Who's up for awkward reunion pancakes?
What was that?
I don't know.
- You don't know? How could you not know? - I don't know!
Okay, well, then... where did she go?
- How am I supposed to know? - Because she went inside you.
She didn't go inside me... okay?
I-I don't think so, that's not how it felt.
What did it feel like?
It felt like she was... being sucked through me,
and then put onto somewhere else.
And why do you think that?
'Cause it happened once before...
- Ty, what the hell are you talking... - Connors.
It took Connors.
That night on the roof?
Hey, you girls wait in this room, okay?
Ty, that was months ago!
- Why didn't you tell me? - Look, I didn't know how to.
You've been living here.
Like this, for months.
You said without Connors, they couldn't clear you on anything.
- You don't have to tell me... - Kinda feels like I do, Ty.
You've been posting up this excuse to avoid life... Evita.
Your parents, and this whole time, you could've...
I could've what?
If I could bring him back, I would, but I can't.
Look, I want to go home.
I want my life back, you know that.
But... but it's not like I can just...
just step into myself.
Maybe I could do it.
Two people enter.
- One... also enters. - That's not how it works.
Then, how does it work?
Name?
We know you Kings were holdin' those girls.
You wanna tell us where they were heading?
Yo, don't I get a phone call?
- How did it go down with Connors? - He pulled a gun on me,
and it protected me again, but...
This time...
- ... whoosh. - Yeah...
Okay.
That's exactly how it went with her, too.
She... she shot up the whole place, and then... whoosh.
I need to go in and get to her, Ty.
We only found them because
she knew where to find them, and she still does.
You saw what they were doing to those girls.
Yeah, and, I also saw what she did to everything in her path.
I got a girl caught up in this.
And I can't unsee what I saw, can you?
No, I can't.
Just...
maybe shit needs to go boom again.
Shit needs to go bigger than boom.
You need to be afraid for your life.
Okay.
Make me afraid.
Boy that blew up our action last night?
I got a name.
"Tyrone Johnson."
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Hey.
I need a unit to double back to the truck stop to check on...
Excuse me.
Take her.
- What the hell is going on?! - We're processing her.
- Why? She's the victim. - Prostitution is still a crime.
If she flips on these guys we'll drop the charges.
If she flips on these guys, they'll kill her.
They're far more scary to her than you... no offense.
This is a hell of a collar, Detective.
But do not confuse it for your case.
You're a guest in the Bywater House,
and you're wearing out the welcome mat...
"no offense."
What if I'm not afraid of you?
You always have been on some level.
No.
I'm probably the only person on Earth who knows the real you.
You know what I've been through.
What I'm capable of, but that goes both ways.
I see your darkness, too.
Why didn't you tell me about Connors?
We were in the middle of saving the world at the time.
Yeah, and then, we weren't, for a long time.
And you were hangin' on tight to this piece of driftwood... why?
- I don't know. - I think you do know.
What's goin' on with your equally traumatized heart, Ty?
- I don't know. - If it were me,
I would bring him back and I would end him, right here on the spot.
How's that for a scary thought?
It's not that simple.
And your parents.
They're separated.
From each other. From you.
Don't you want a whole family again?
Of course I do.
Then why on Earth would you not pull him...
'Cause what if I can't protect them?!
What if they die, just like Billy?
What if I pull him out and I'm not brave enough to stop him?
To end him. Again.
- Just the thought of that... - Terrifies you.
We're gonna talk about this when you get back.
Assuming I get back.
You got this.
Go get her.
And be careful.
Tandy?
Hey, can you hear me?
Ty?
Hello? Can you hear me?
Hey... hey, Brigid, you okay?
Did you take the girls to the, uh...
They're with me at the Bywater Station House.
But we have bigger problems.
It's the Uptown Block Kings.
- They saw your "Wanted" poster at booking. - Okay, well,
they don't know about the church, right?
No, but you do have an address on record.
Shit.
Don't even think about...
- Mom... - Tyrone?!
- Ma, it's me. - Oh, my God...
Oh, my God!
Ty!
I'm sorry I scared you.
Where did you go?
Because of course you are...
What the... ?
Here you are.
So, what're you here for?
- Are you all right? - I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be.
- What about you? - I don't know.
I-I walked through this "door" that my friend made.
Tyrone.
Your Divine Pairing.
So, you... so you get that channel?
- We get all the channels. - So, that means you're not...
- really fun-sized Tyrone. - Nope.
So, what's your name?
I have too many.
I am that which stands at the crossroads.
St. Peter... Atibon...
Papa Legba.
Okay.
Well, uh, Papa... um...
I walked through this door because someone came in before I did.
A woman, she was bleeding, and I followed the blood here.
She's wearing a green jacket.
Have you... have you seen her?
I've seen blood... and a green jacket.
- But it was worn by half a woman. - Yeah.
Okay, the, uh, the scary half, though, right?
- Do you know where she went? - What do you want from her?
I just... need to pull her out,
so she can help me find some bad people.
Maybe save some lives.
Is that all you want from her?
Absolutely.
She's not gonna be able to leave on her own.
You're gonna have to take her out with you.
So there is a way out?
The only way out is through.
Through what?
Through the gauntlet of transactions.
What, are you just walkin' around with a gun now?
What are you doing here? You shouldn't be in New Orleans.
- What the hell are you doing here? - Mom. Mom, look.
- What happened? - I need you to listen to me, okay?
- Are you okay? - We gotta get out of here.
What are you talking about?
I messed with the wrong guys, the got my name.
They might have this address, so we gotta get out of here.
- So, they might be heading over here? - Yes.
Oh, Tyrone...
Wh... Mom!
I don't see anything.
You have to pay to play.
"Let go"?
Pay to play.
Give it up, and go on.
You'll have it whenever you want it.
Just know, if you take it out in there,
the journey's over.
"Give it up"?
Give this up?
- What is all this? - Don't worry about that stuff.
- Look, Mom, we gotta go now! - I heard you.
I just need a minute.
So, head into uncertain doom without the only thing that keeps me safe?
It's not the only thing.
Mom... Mom!
Mom, we gotta go!
Now!
Okay.
- What's this? - Your receipt.
Why does it have this on it?
Every coin has two sides to it.
Come on, come on! Look, now, hold on.
Look, I know this is gonna seem weird,
but I promise it's safe.
Okay?
Wait, so the other side means...
What are you doing?!
We gotta go!
- Ty, you okay? - Yeah.
Why isn't this working?!
Get in, get in!
How do you even know how to do that?
Some things you never forget.
Damn!
Hello... ?
Hello, is anybody here?!
What the hell are you doing here?
Why aren't you pulling out one of your little...
They only come out when I'm afraid.
Why are you here?
I need to know what you know about what happened to those girls.
I offered you a team-up, and you said no.
So, now, just stay out of my face until I can find my way out of here.
That's the thing, though...
Papa Mystery over at the gas station
said you're only a half person,
and that you can't get out on your own.
You talked to him, too?
Fuchs?
I talked to Ty.
But it... it wasn't Ty.
It wasn't Fuchs, either.
So, I pissed off, and found my way here.
He said if you want to get outta here,
you're gonna have to do it with me.
Good luck, Princess.
I've given this place a once over six times, and best I can tell,
there's no way out.
Mrs. Johnson?
Ty?
Detective?
- Alarm went off at this place. - Yeah, I heard the same thing.
Um... this is...
- was... Tyrone Johnson's house. - The cop killer?
I better call in a BOLO.
- All units be on the lookout for Tyrone Johnson. - Makes sense...
We have reason to believe he's in the area.
Who were those men?
They call themselves the Uptown Block Kings.
They run drugs, guns, girls
- around and about the Bywater. - How did you get thrown in with them?
I didn't get thrown in with them.
Was actually throwin' down with this...
What're you even doing in the city? The police are looking for you.
You should be literally anywhere else.
Why would you stay here?
'Cause this is home.
It's a miracle you're still alive.
- I know. - I thought I raised you smarter.
Get ready to go.
But, go where?
Right there. See?
- Seems simple enough. - Right?
Except there is no there, there.
I've been here for hours,
and the mall ends at those mirrors.
Curiouser and curiouser.
Look, there's nothing in these mirrors,
which is weird for mirrors, right?
Or not...
What's wrong with your side?
- Why can't we see you? - Maybe Papa Mystery was right.
I do need you to get through.
Only question is...
which you?
- What? - You look exactly like her.
Why not "she looks exactly like you"?
Because she's Brigid.
And what does that make me?
You're the toxic side.
The pain, the anger, the...
The what?
Mayhem?
Nothing wrong with a little mayhem.
It's one way to shake up the status quo.
Sometimes, the status quo is okay.
And sometimes, girls are stolen and sold into slavery.
Oh, wait... that's all the time.
This way. Come on.
You don't need to pull me, Mom, I'm not a child.
Then stop acting like a child. Keep your voice down.
Hey! You two, there!
Come on, this way.
What were those papers?
The ones on the dining room table you were hiding?
- Nothing. - I'm not a kid anymore, Mom.
In your absence, I've been doin' what I can to get you home.
Safe.
- And cleared. - It's not possible.
Not without Detective Connors.
He's my only way back into any kind of a life again.
How do you know that?
I'm not a kid anymore, Mom.
And what do you mean "doin' what I can"?
You can't get in trouble, too.
I haven't been a kid in a long time.
Mom... Mom, we can't stay here.
Come on.
Follow me...
now!
Go to the mall a lot when you were a kid?
Stopped being a kid early.
I used to go every other day.
- Obligatory movie, occasional manicure... - Seems like fun.
Why are we stopping?
'Cause this is different.
Someone's been living here.
For months, from the looks of it.
- You know who this reminds me of? - I do.
Whoever did this was scared of your boy.
I knew someone who was scared.
And scarred.
Went missing months ago.
Who's that?
You know who.
And the fact that you pretend you don't know,
suggests that you do know "you know who".
Do you wanna get out of here, or not?
- I don't even know where we are. - I do.
Here, we can go in here.
- Nobody's gonna come in here. - How do you know?
Um, because it's haunted by 300-year old vampire nuns.
Is this where he's been this whole time?
How should I know?
You know what he did, right? To Fuchs?
I do, but I also know that Ty needs Connors alive
if he's ever gonna get his life back.
Here I was, thinking that you were a warrior...
I am, but when it comes to Ty...
When it comes to men, they've have their own power structure,
and they do not need your help propping it up.
What's wrong?
This is different, too.
What the hell?!
Look at the pictures on these records.
And the names on the dividers.
I know a lot of these names. A lot of these faces.
These are our missing girls.
What is this place?
It's the Clemence Convent.
Tell me about these vampires nuns.
When New Orleans was still an up and coming trading port,
France sent women to, uh, help populate the city.
These girls would travel across the Atlantic,
unknowingly being sent into the arms of...
vagrants... and thieves.
Usually never to be heard from by their families again.
Louisiana is no stranger to sex trafficking.
All the major highways nearby keep the blood pumping.
Lots of migrants taken advantage of.
But this recent rash of disappearances was different.
I noticed that more and more girls were missing from the city proper.
Legend has it that the King of France
hand-picked these group of girls known as the "Casquette Women".
Each one traveled with their casket-shaped box.
Many of the girls in here were lost to begin with,
for one reason or another.
Selected, I'd wager, because...
they would not be missed.
Like Mikayla.
The transatlantic voyage was rough.
It chapped their skin,
ruined their hair,
makin' 'em grotesque to the men tasked with selling 'em.
However these girls were selected,
they were lifted without a trace.
Put in those ambulances and moved
without anyone ever seeing them go.
Their appearance was so unsightly
that they were sneaked into the city under the cover of night.
And, uh, hidden in the attic
of the convent here.
But I still don't know who's paying for the ambulances.
Or what the rhyme or reason of their routes are.
The next day, a horse drawn carriage
slowly pulled two dozen caskets from the dock...
into the convent here with no explanation as to what was in them.
And...
the legend of the Clemence vampires was born.
Whatever we're looking for, whatever monster this is...
it must have something to do with this place.
This city is full of monsters.
Hell, some have even set up camp here.
But this is a different breed.
I mean, what kind of monster
needs to keep all this pain catalogued in one place?
It's a pretty good question.
But I've got a better one.
- What? - Where'd you learn that story, anyway?
About... about the girls?
A friend.
She told me about it.
Does your friend have a name?
Evita.
It wasn't that blonde girl who showed up at the door last year?
- No, no, no. That's... that's Tandy. - Yeah, okay.
Yeah, I don't like that one.
D'you know my ID badge went missing after her little visit?
- Maybe you just lost your badge. - Mm-mm.
No, somethin' wrong with that girl.
Tandy's just...
Tandy's just complicated.
What the hell do you think this is?
It's my life.
The crappy parts anyway.
I can see people's hopes.
These seem like they're parts of, um...
when hope was...
wanting.
What's the word for "lack of hope"?
Why are those still shrink wrapped?
I don't know...
Let's find out.
So, this Evita... how does she know so much about vampires?
Yeah, her family owns...
one of those Voodoo shops in the quarter.
She does those tours. You know?
Yeah, I know... I've never been on one.
How many have you been on?
Eh, don't worry about that.
A mother needs to worry about that.
Yo, I got 'em.
There's a pumped bottle in the crisper drawer.
And there's some formula behind it, in case she's still hungry.
Sweetheart, I have a half a day of work to catch up on.
You had that last night.
And I gave you a break... another break.
I have, God, a year of sleep to catch up on.
This is not a competition.
Well, it certainly doesn't feel like a team sport, either.
Watch how you talk to me.
Do you understand the pressure that Roxxon has me under? Do you?
Listen to me, I-I have deadlines.
No, look at me!
Enough of that noise.
You really gonna do this to me?
- I got a code. - I saved your life.
Where in that code does it say hold a gun to my mother?
You don't understand. I hear the way you guys talk.
- You from uptown. - That don't matter.
It shouldn't matter, but it does.
No, you don't worry about her.
You look at me, I know you.
I see you... I saved...
your life.
Son...
- I'm not your son. - You're somebody's son.
What's your mama's name?
I grew up just the other side of Frenchman Street, maybe I knew her.
Even if I didn't, I don't think she'd be real proud
of what you're doin' right now.
You want to be a big man, you come at me.
My son hasn't had a chance to live.
Not for a long while.
Now, maybe not like you, but...
He's trying to make his way,
and I want to see him grow up.
Go to prom.
Get a job.
Get married.
You want that stuff, too, right?
Look, I ain't tryna to...
Don't shoot.
I won't.
You can trust me.
You don't need to listen to that.
They ain't gonna let this go.
I'll go out and distract them.
- Mom. - They are gonna find us.
And they're gonna kill us both... at least this way, you can run away.
Look, there's another way out of this.
I can make this right.
Look, it's just one more,
and then we'll be out of here, okay?
Okay...
I can make time if you can.
What did he tell them?
That the 5-0 is on the way.
So, that's the plan, to lie about the police coming?
No. Not lie.
Hey.
Hey, it's Tyrone.
I need your help.
Ugh, one minute honey, Mommy seems to have lost her keys, again!
Ty...
- Look, I'm not gonna argue about this one. - You can't do this.
- They could kill you. - I'm gonna shoot for capture best as I can.
"Pull your pants up," right?
You know very well that's not enough.
Ty.
They gave me 60 seconds.
- I'm on about 40-something... - Then get her out of here.
Tell them I held her hostage,
and she had nothing to do with anything.
Tell them I'm unarmed.
- And, uh, I'm surrendering. - Tyrone...
Look, Brigid's one of the good guys. Stick close.
- I am not leaving you here. - Ma...
He'll be okay.
He can take care of himself.
I know that.
Okay, let's get the hell...
outta here.
Male, 18-years old...
two teams, Alpha team enters through the front,
Delta team enters through the back.
- Hey, I told you, he's unarmed. - Uh-huh.
So was Fuchs.
Hey! Let go of me!
Tyrone!
Tyrone, they're coming for you!
Shit...
Yup...
Tyrone!
Ma'am, calm down.
I'm sorry.
What was that?
I said... I'm sorry.
Yeah. I don't care.
Ahh!
What is happening?
I broke the rules.
Ty? Ty!
Tandy?
Tandy, what happened?
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