FIONA: Previously on The Cleaning Lady...
Brandon said he'll let us work here
if we sell a little E on the side.
Drugs? Fi, no.
The donor backed out,
and we've been waiting for another match.
I'm afraid we can't help you.
I got Luca's results.
I'm sorry, Thony.
This disqualifies him from the trial.
-(man grunts) -Get out.
Get out of here!
What, are you scared of me now?
You're not the man I thought you were.
You don't get to judge me
and still take from the fruits of my labor.
I only did this to help my family.
(Joan Jett and the Blackhearts' "Bad Reputation")
♪ I don't give a damn 'bout my reputation ♪
FIONA: Leaving Las Vegas. LA, here we come.
-Snacks? -Check.
-Water? -Check.
Sob story?
-Check. -Mm-hmm.
Is this crazy, what I'm about to do?
No crazier than me thinking I can afford
an immigration attorney for Chris.
At least it's an adventure, you know,
like Thelma and Louise on the open road.
(laughter)
Yeah, I remember how they ended up.
You can do this, Thony.
I know you can convince this idiot
who backed out on Luca to change his mind.
Ah, if I'm allowed to talk to the donor.
No, when. Visualize it.
Okay.
First, I'm gonna convince Dr. Ramtej to give me his info.
I mean, he'd be saving Luca's life.
Who can say no to that?
-Yeah. -Yeah.
♪ ♪
BOTH: Yeah!
No, I'm sorry.
I know how hard it was when that donor backed out.
But there was nothing I could do then,
and there's nothing I can do now, Thony.
Luca's liver was damaged from an infection.
If he can get the bone marrow transplant now,
his liver could repair,
but without it, he won't stand a chance.
Thony, you know I'm not allowed
to give you the donor's information.
You could talk to him.
Yeah, if he knew it was a kid, he'd be a schmuck to say no.
There are privacy laws in place.
I'm not allowed to talk to him either.
And even if I could,
it says here he withdrew from the donor registry altogether.
I'm sorry,
but my hands are tied.
(somber music)
♪ ♪
I'm not leaving here without the donor's name and address.
Hell yeah.
THONY: We won't have much time.
I hope he didn't lock his office.
Okay. Okay.
If Dr. Ramtej comes back, do something.
Yeah, yeah, okay.
SINGER: ♪ Nobody knows where I'ma head now ♪
♪ The clock's tickin' in the background ♪
♪ Down to the minute, I won't back out ♪
♪ I said I'm never lookin' back now ♪
♪ Nobody knows where I'ma head now ♪
Come on, come on.
SINGER: ♪ Down to the minute, I won't back out ♪
♪ I said I'm never lookin' back now ♪
♪ ♪
Thony, Thony. Thony!
(mouthing words)
Go.
(laughs) Dr. Ramtej.
Thony's just in the restroom, but I wanted to ask you,
do you know anything about migraines?
Yeah, I've been having this pain right here.
Really, I'm not a neurologist.
No, I mean, I've been using aspirin
and ibuprofen, but I mean, just nothing seems to work.
You want to see if your doctor can prescribe medication
with naproxen or eletriptan.
FIONA: Wait, how do you spell it?
I mean, I'll have to write these down.
I mean I'll never remember these, let alone spell them.
(laughs)
-Crap. Do you have a pen? -Yes.
♪ ♪
SINGER: ♪ Nobody knows where I'ma head now ♪
♪ The clock's tickin' in the background ♪
♪ Down to the minute, I won't back out ♪
RAMTEJ: The first one is naproxen,
which is N-A-P-R-O-X-E-N.
-Uh-huh. -And eletriptan.
FIONA: Okay.
E-L-E-T-R-E--
Great, thank you so much, Doctor.
-Yes. -Yes. Oh, your pen.
-Oh, thank you. -Thank you. Bye.
♪ ♪
(laughs)
(dramatic music)
♪ ♪
-Come on. -1613.
Ooh, it's a nice house.
Well, I mean, at least he's Filipino,
I mean, that should help.
(sighs)
Mm-hmm.
Hi, we're looking for Joe Fabroa.
Is he home?
He doesn't live here anymore.
Oh, really?
Do you know where we can find him?
If you're asking for money or something--
No, no, no, it's not that.
Oh, my son got sick, and he agreed to help him.
That doesn't sound like my dad.
Please. I wouldn't ask if it wasn't an emergency.
He works at West Coast Premiere Automotive
-in Santa Clarita. -Okay.
And please don't tell him I told you.
-Thank you very much. -Thank you. Thank you.
Santa Clarita. Where's Santa Clarita?
Ah, did you get the jalapeño chips?
-Ah, get your own. -Not nice.
(sighs) You see the surveillance photos
-of Knight yet? -Mm-mm.
I mean, what kind of councilman
gets that kind of ass?
RENEE: The kind who can pay for it.
GARRETT: Her name's Lexi Torres.
She's a dancer at La Habana.
She does twirly thing from the scarves.
-An aerialist? -Yeah, whatever.
Maybe we could use her as our eyes inside the club.
I've already got someone for that.
-Your cleaning lady? -Right.
Well, you seem overly confident,
considering she didn't bring you squat
from the Barsamian wedding.
You know, Thony is our direct link to Arman,
but you're right; I mean, if we could nab Knight
for bribery and make him talk,
maybe ASAC Russo will stop riding our asses.
She's riding your ass, Garrett, not mine.
MAN (over P.A. system): Joe Fabroa,
you have customers in the showroom.
-Joe Fabroa. -That's gotta be him.
Look at that strut. He's definitely Filipino.
(clears throat)
(speaking Tagalog)
-Ah, my Filipina sisters. -FIONA: Mm-hmm.
Looks like you found the right man.
All right, so just tell me what you got your eye on,
and I'll get you cruising' out of here in no time.
Thank you, Joe, but do you mind if we talk in your office?
Got financing concerns? I got you, all right?
Don't you worry about it.
Come on. Water or coffee?
Oh, no, thank you.
Oh, you sure about that? It's not bad. Huh?
We got one of those pod machines.
FIONA: Okay. (speaking Tagalog)
(chuckles)
I hate to disappoint,
but I don't really speak to Tagalog.
Oh.
I mean, my Lola used to call me her...
(speaking Tagalog)
But no other than that.
Her stinky monkey?
(laughs)
I thought it meant her good boy.
(laughs)
Well, then you're in luck,
because today you're getting the good boy.
How can I help you?
Wait, let me guess. Sleek European model.
(chuckles)
Well, actually,
there's something I need to talk to you about.
My son has a life-threatening immune disorder.
And we came here from the Philippines
for a bone marrow transplant.
But the donor backed out.
♪ ♪
Is this some sort of joke?
I came to ask if you would please reconsider
going through with the donation.
♪ ♪
(chuckles, inhales sharply)
How the hell did you find me?
Joe, my son's entire immune system is broken.
A simple cold could kill him.
All right, look.
I feel really bad for you.
I do. But this is not my problem.
But, Joe, her son could die.
So you just come here to my place of work,
and you corner me?
I don't know you.
I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.
But you were the only match for my son.
No, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, because I can't help you.
Why did you sign up as a donor in the first place?
I didn't. My daughter did.
And she's not even speaking to me anymore.
Listen.
I know it's not allowed, but I can pay you.
I don't have much, but-- -JOE: Fine.
You want my bone marrow? It'll be 50 grand.
You can't be serious.
We're your kabayan.
-We're your people. -I was born in Reseda, okay?
I'm as American as the next guy.
So don't come at me with your problems
just because I'm half Filipino.
The procedure only takes a few hours.
Joe, please be reasonable.
100 grand.
(scoffs)
And now you're just being a dick.
(laughs)
Yeah.
I can play this game all day.
Trust me.
You don't want to negotiate with me.
♪ ♪
Now, if you don't have the money,
get the hell out of here before I have you removed.
♪ ♪
(speaking Tagalog)
♪ ♪
(siren wailing)
I'm sorry, Thony.
That wasn't exactly the road trip we envisioned.
It would have been more fun to drive off the Grand Canyon.
Wait, why are all the lights off?
-Wait, did you see that? -(Thony shushing)
There's someone's inside.
(gasps)
(tense music)
Thony. Oh, my God.
Be careful.
♪ ♪
FIONA: Wait!
-THONY: Okay, okay. -FIONA: Wait.
Be careful.
♪ ♪
Who's in there?
♪ ♪
(both scream)
FIONA: Oh, God!
You scared the crap out of us!
We're playing flashlight tag.
Yeah.
Chill out.
We were just having fun. Remember that?
JAZ: So what took you guys so long?
FIONA: (sighs) It was complicated.
JAZ: So no donor?
LUCA: Hi, Daddy, miss you.
-CHRIS: Figures. -FIONA: Chris, not the time.
CHRIS: I'm just saying,
did you really have to drive all the way to LA?
FIONA: Yes, we did,
'cause if we didn't, we'd always be asking ourselves
if we did everything we could, all right?
Okay, jeez, sorry.
Don't you have homework or something?
-Thanks. -Mm-hmm.
You know there-- there's money I saved up.
You should just take it for Chris' attorney.
Don't say that.
Hey, you're gonna find a way to get this transplant, Thony,
and I'm gonna figure out something too.
I mean, maybe Brandon will still let me
work at the Golden Phoenix.
Don't worry.
I'm gonna give him back his stash.
I'm not gonna sell drugs, okay?
-I didn't say anything. -FIONA: Hmm.
You didn't have to.
What are you gonna tell Marco?
(sighs)
The truth.
Right back to square one.
(dramatic music)
Good night, kiddo.
We'll play flashlight tag when I see you next, okay?
(speaking Tagalog)
Good night, Daddy.
Okay.
All right, peanut.
Sleepy tight now, yeah?
♪ ♪
Hey.
He's pale. His eyes look tired.
It's his liver. It's getting worse.
I feel so helpless.
I haven't held my son in nearly a year.
You have no idea how that feels.
If we're really out of options,
I need you to bring home my son.
It's not gonna come to that, Marco.
I'm gonna figure out a way.
I don't know how, but I will.
Okay?
Yeah, I pray. I love you.
♪ ♪
Hey, Brandon, it's Fiona.
Wondering if we might be able to meet up.
Call me.
♪ ♪
Have a seat.
I really need to get to work.
Oh, don't worry. This won't take long.
So the walkies were a big hit.
The kids loved them.
Sammy actually barely even looked at the bike
his mom got him, so hey,
score one point for Dad, huh?
Oh, that's good.
So you went to Sammy's birthday party after all.
Solid advice. You're very wise woman.
(both chuckle)
Which is why I'm surprised
that you're still playing games with me.
We both know that you're not telling me everything, Thony.
♪ ♪
You recognize that guy?
♪ ♪
No.
♪ ♪
(Garrett sighs)
Thony, you remember that little rule, hmm?
Lying to a federal agent, it's a felony.
♪ ♪
He's at the club almost every day.
He's Mr. Free Lunch.
And I'd say by your non-reaction reaction,
you do recognize him.
♪ ♪
Hey, you remember Q, hmm?
You know, James Bond, 007?
-Mm-hmm. -GARRETT: Yeah.
One of the cool things about being in the FBI?
♪ ♪
All these little doodads right here,
they're actually recording devices.
So the next time that you see Knight talking with Arman,
all you gotta do is...
and just drop it under their table.
(scoffs) Oh, no, I don't think so.
Oh, no. I'm not asking.
♪ ♪
What happens if they see me do this?
Oh, you just say, you know,
"Whoopsie, I dropped my pen," you know, kind of like that.
♪ ♪
I will see after your shift.
♪ ♪
(thumping dance music)
♪ ♪
(indistinct chatter)
(laughter)
♪ ♪
SINGER: ♪ Just let me see ♪
♪ Behind your skin, what's hiding ♪
♪ Believe me ♪
♪ I'm another one who's dying ♪
♪ Just let me see ♪
♪ Behind your skin, what's hiding ♪
♪ Believe me ♪
♪ I'm another one who's dying ♪
♪ ♪
Elaine.
So you're Mr. Barsamian's business partner?
Oh, they're more than business partners.
Arman is like a son to him.
He put the entire deal together for Hayak.
Our capitals lined up,
and their gaming license is preapproved.
All we need is for your client
to sell us his hotel and casino.
And Arman's definitely gonna make it worth your while
to convince him.
You know, we all take care of each other
around here, Elaine.
Well, you should know I have Chinese investors
waiting in the wings.
Oh, trust me, Arman's offer is going to be competitive.
-Let me tell you that. -It's like Eric says, Elaine.
We take care of everyone we deal with here.
I will let you two figure out those details.
Excuse me one minute.
♪ ♪
KNIGHT: Here's the details.
(speaking indistinctly)
♪ ♪
ARMAN: Thony.
A word, please.
(tense music)
♪ ♪
Look, I don't know if you've done fine dining before,
but you don't sweep the floor
when the clients are still present.
Sorry, I wasn't thinking.
What is it?
Luca started his trial, didn't he?
No, he got kicked out because of liver damage,
so he can't be in it.
So they care more about the success of a trial
than saving his life?
Yeah.
Well, now he needs a liver transplant.
But he can't get one until his immune system is fixed.
And the only possible bone marrow donor
is still being an ass.
-You spoke to him? -Yeah, yesterday.
I tracked him down to where he works.
I stole his records from the hospital.
(laughs)
Well, that's a real gangster move right there.
Yeah.
Well, even after I told him about Luca,
he still won't do it.
Not unless I pay him a lot of money.
-How much money? -$100,000.
Seriously? To save a kid's life?
That's extortion.
-How much do you have? -Maybe $10,000.
I'm not asking you for the money.
No, it's not about the money. This guy's exploiting you.
Let me talk to him.
I know what happens when you talk to someone.
There's nothing I hate more than people in power
screwing over people in need,
and that's what he's doing to you right now.
(dramatic music)
So do you want my help or not?
♪ ♪
Okay.
Just don't hurt him.
♪ ♪
Fully loaded, power steering, max torque,
a premium sound system that will blow your head off, okay?
Zero to 60 in six. She's a beaut, right?
Eh, she's all right.
I prefer my Caddy.
Oh, come on.
Caddies are for grandpas.
A man of your style deserves to be in something cool.
What kind of man are you, Joe?
A man of his word or one who's out for himself?
Well, let's talk numbers. I'll give you a good deal.
I'll give you 10 grand.
-For a down payment? -For your bone marrow.
Who the hell are you?
It's a generous offer,
considering you signed up to do it for free.
All right, look.
I told that lady a price to get her off my back.
I'm not gonna do it for 10 grand,
and I'm not gonna do it for 100 grand,
so tell her to lay off.
Wrong answer.
You wanna try again?
No.
I'm done talking with you
and any other pit bull she decides to sic on me.
So stop wasting my time.
And tell that woman to stay the hell away from me!
♪ ♪
(thumping dance music)
♪ ♪
BRANDON: There she is.
-Hey. -(laughs)
Oh, I was wondering when you were gonna call me.
How you been?
Oh, you know, moving and grooving.
Yeah, and have you been moving
any of that Molly I gave you?
That's what I wanted to talk to you about.
It's still a little risky for me,
but I mean, I'd still love to be
a cocktail waitress for you.
Yeah, well, see, that's a little risky for me,
what with your situation at all.
But you can make decent money selling this stuff.
Tonight you can make two grand easy.
You'll be a natural.
-Really? -Yeah.
PATRON: Hey, has anyone seen Molly?
♪ ♪
That's your cue.
Wait up. Molly's coming your way, baby.
It's gonna be the easiest thing you've ever done.
♪ ♪
Ready?
-Yeah. Yeah. -Yeah?
Yeah. Yeah.
Okay.
BRANDON: Have fun.
Come on, girl!
It's Molly time!
Come on, gimme, gimme, gimme.
♪ ♪
Now we can party.
♪ ♪
There I did it.
It was easy, right?
Hey, wait, hold on.
Sit down.
Let me get you a coffee or something, huh?
I don't want anything from you
(laughs)
-(suspenseful music) -JOE: Hey! Hey!
(zip tie scratches)
Stop!
♪ ♪
(thumping dance music)
♪ ♪
There's your retainer.
Let's get Chris' paperwork started.
♪ ♪
(indistinct chatter)
GARRETT: And there you have it,
Councilman Knight taking a hefty kickback
from a Vegas real estate developer.
And we've got a recording from Garrett's cleaning lady
to back up what we're looking at.
Booyah. Proof of a bribe.
And you did this by the book?
You didn't go off the reservation?
Stayed in my tepee the whole time, Kemosabe.
Well, then I'd say we have enough to get a search warrant
for Knight's home and office
and anywhere else he lays his head.
Mm-hmm.
-Mm-hmm. -RENEE: Mm-hmm.
Come on, come on.
Somebody's feeling themselves. Come on, now.
-THONY: How'd it go? -ARMAN: Well, you were right.
He's a stubborn son of a bitch who won't listen to reason.
What did he say?
Well, you can ask him yourself.
(dramatic music)
THONY: Oh, no.
I asked you
to talk to him, not kidnap him.
I talked to him, but he's an ass, all right?
This way, he can think about his actions.
You shouldn't have done this.
And he shouldn't have left you in the lurch.
All right, now he's got a chance
to make things right.
♪ ♪
Go on.
♪ ♪
Joe, I--
♪ ♪
I am so sorry.
You should be ashamed of yourself.
♪ ♪
I didn't ask him to do this.
You know, it's people like you
who give immigrants a bad name.
You come here. You take what you want.
Hey, you need my bone marrow? Just suck it right out of me.
No.
I came here because you were the only match
out of 35 million people on the bone marrow registry.
And it felt to me like a miracle.
But after six days of chemotherapy
to prep for the transplant, you just disappeared.
You quit and left my son with nothing.
♪ ♪
Can you imagine what it feels like
to have a child who could die?
Joe, you have a daughter.
Wouldn't you do everything you could to save her?
Don't go there.
I'm not gonna let you manipulate me like she did.
How could you just turn your back on us
when you could save his life?
♪ ♪
I am not going to risk my life
for a couple of strangers.
♪ ♪
Donating is safe and easy, Joe.
It won't be painful at all.
You won't even have to take time off work.
What do you think is happening now?
♪ ♪
You're right.
I'm sorry.
I never intended for things to get out of hand like this.
JOE: Really?
Then let me go.
♪ ♪
We have to let him go.
Absolutely not.
Let him think about it for a while,
he's gonna change his mind.
-We can't force him. -You have no choice.
You have to do this for Luca.
I'm not gonna steal his bone marrow.
(cell phone buzzing)
One second.
What's up, Eric? I'm busy.
I'm being raided by feds, lots of them.
Listen, you have to get my laptop out of Lexi's room.
ARMAN: What are you talking about?
KNIGHT: They're not gonna find anything here,
but trust me, you do not want the FBI to know
what's in my laptop, okay?
Just calm down.
You're gonna keep your mouth shut
until your lawyers are with you, you understand?
Go, go, go!
ARMAN: And we're gonna get you out of this, man.
♪ ♪
All right, hey, come on. I need your help.
Well, what about him? We can't leave him here.
It'll do him some good to stew on things for a while.
Come on, let's go. We're going back to the hotel.
I you need to get something from Lexi's room.
♪ ♪
(dramatic music)
Why can't his girlfriend get it?
She's out of town.
If the feds get their hands on that laptop,
it'll implicate us.
What if someone catches me?
Just say you're cleaning the room, then get out.
And remember, you're gonna have to go down to the lobby,
then back up to the hotel suites, all right?
2006, Be quick.
♪ ♪
(pounding on door)
GARRETT: Lexi Torres, it's the FBI. Open up.
♪ ♪
(door clicks faintly)
Did you hear something?
♪ ♪
FBI.
Lexi Torres, if you are here, show yourself now.
♪ ♪
Renée.
♪ ♪
Let's go.
♪ ♪
Hey.
Sorry.
♪ ♪
Right. Of course, yeah.
Come on, let's go.
You got it?
No one saw you?
This will pull you a lot of favors from Hayak.
You really got us out of a bind here.
I'll let him know what you did for us.
What do you wanna do with him?
-(Joe groans) -Get up.
Hey, come on, get up.
(yelps)
So what are you gonna do now?
Drain me of my bone marrow and then dump me in the desert?
That the plan?
I'm taking you home.
♪ ♪
All right, listen, jackass.
I know where you work.
I know where you live.
You understand me?
♪ ♪
Ah.
♪ ♪
My wife went in for a simple procedure.
They told her it would be safe and easy too.
(dramatic music)
Small hernia operation, no big deal.
♪ ♪
I watched her walk into the patient room.
♪ ♪
And she never came out.
♪ ♪
I'm sorry.
Yeah.
The lawyers representing the hospital
said they were sorry too.
So did the doctors.
Everyone was sorry.
(sighs)
After that my, daughter and I stopped talking to each other.
♪ ♪
She kept saying,
"Suing the hospital isn't going to bring her back."
♪ ♪
Ah, it was all my fault, really.
♪ ♪
I was just so angry.
♪ ♪
Angry at the world.
♪ ♪
How can you not be so angry
at what's happening to your son?
♪ ♪
How can you just...
live your life without hating everyone?
♪ ♪
As long as I have my son, I have to have hope.
♪ ♪
(sighs)
♪ ♪
My wife was the glue in our family.
♪ ♪
Without her--
(dull thud)
Oh, damn it, what happened?
-Flat tire. -(Thony sighs)
Here, pull over to the side.
JOE: Don't suppose you know how to change a tire?
I made sure that Grace knew
how to do general maintenance on a car.
I think more fathers
should teach their daughters this stuff.
Your dad never taught you?
Well, my dad was a doctor who died
at the hands of the Khmer Rouge before I was born.
But my mother never stopped telling me how brave he was
and how he would risk his life for others.
That's why I became a doctor.
Guess that tops knowing how to change a tire.
(cell phone ringing)
It's my son.
Hey, peanut, you okay?
LUCA: Can you sing me to sleep, Mommy?
Of course. How could I forget?
Put the phone on the pillow.
Yeah, and close your eyes.
(singing in Tagalog)
♪ ♪
(dramatic music)
♪ ♪
(singing continues)
♪ ♪
Okay. I love you.
(dramatic music)
♪ ♪
That lullaby you were singing.
♪ ♪
It was the same song that my wife would sing to Grace
whenever she got fussy.
♪ ♪
She always loved her mama more than me.
♪ ♪
Even when she was a baby.
♪ ♪
Turn around.
Why?
♪ ♪
We're going back to Vegas.
I changed my mind.
♪ ♪
I want to help you and your boy.
♪ ♪
Okay?
♪ ♪
-Thank you. -Yeah.
♪ ♪
(machines whirring and beeping)
♪ ♪
(singing in Tagalog)
♪ ♪
(soft music)
♪ ♪
(singing continues)
♪ ♪
Get some rest now, baby.
-JOE: That was amazing, Fiona. -FIONA: Yeah?
Yeah, just like my Lola's cooking.
This whole house reminds me of her.
Smells the same.
Told you, Mom,
the house smells like an old lady's house.
-Chris! -Shh, boy
Rude much?
JOE: Well, my Lola was a great cook, just like your mom.
Mm-hmm. Mm!
-Mind if I have another? -FIONA: Oh, okay.
-I like my beer. -FIONA: Yeah.
So don't think you're getting my liver next,
-'cause it's already pickled. -(laughs)
FIONA: I still don't know how Thony
talked you into donating your bone marrow,
but thank God she did.
Well, who would I be if I didn't help out my kabayan?
FIONA: Mm-hmm.
My Filipina sisters. (speaking Tagalog)
-(doorbell ringing) -(Fiona speaking Tagalog)
(laughter)
So, Joe, I have a surprise for you.
No, thanks, I don't want any more surprises from you.
This is a good one.
I thought you might like someone else
driving you back home.
(soft dramatic music)
Grace?
♪ ♪
I told her what you did for Luca.
I'm so proud of you, Tatay.
♪ ♪
Thank you.
♪ ♪
LEXI: I hate this place. It's filthy.
KNIGHT: What, you think I like this place?
Listen, just don't worry, okay?
I'm gonna be out here in no time.
And when I get out of here, I'm gonna take care of you,
so just sit tight.
(scoffs)
Oh, my God.
(grunting)
(indistinct yelling)
(alarm blaring)
(tense music)
♪ ♪
(sighs)
(cell phone buzzing)
Agent Miller.
(dramatic music)
♪ ♪
Ah, son of a bitch!
(phone clatters)
(sighs)
♪ ♪
(dramatic rock music)
♪ ♪