Previously on "Imposters"...
What is all this?
People call it an arts commune.
What a magical place.
God, I just banged on, like, 17 doors.
- Eddie? - It's okay, he's a friend of mine.
His real name is Ezra, not Eddie.
- Is that true? - Which part?
You are pathetic.
Ezra, you have to call your parents.
Right now.
- Hello? Dad? - Hey, kid.
It's your old friend, Mr. Ellis.
Look, Mom and Dad are fine for now.
It's time for you to come home.
We need to talk.
- Hi, guys. - Hi, sweetie.
- Josh, get out. - Ah!
Looks like we got ourselves a little reunion.
What's going on?
It's time we go back to the States.
You're gonna get your passports next week,
- just like I promised you. - Fine.
I'll figure out another way to get across.
Oh, hey, hey. Hey!
I'm on the hook for the cost of the passports,
so you guys still owe me money.
I need to sneak across the border.
- I'll help you. - Really?
But I have two things to say.
One, my name is not Rosa.
It's Sofia.
And two, I get 10% of the ring.
Okay. We get ourselves to the border.
The Coyote smuggles us across.
$10,000 to be wired here tomorrow.
You sure it'll come through?
Let's just say my family takes a certain delight in rescuing me.
I think I have a way to find Maddie Jonson.
Come with me.
I have one condition.
After we find Maddie Jonson, we take down the Doctor too.
- Deal. - Deal.
Not to press, but the place where I work
made such a difference in my life.
Why come to a place like this and make things up?
Why sit here with me and lie?
You can't leave. You're just getting started.
Linda, what's right in front of me
is a bill I can't afford, okay?
What if you had a friend that could help you with that bill?
Take care of yourself, okay?
I need to tell you the truth.
About everything.
Oh, this just feels out of control, man.
I mean, we don't even know what Max wants.
Well, we can't speculate.
I mean, do you think Maddie's in on this?
I don't know, man, but...
She wouldn't mess with my family again, would she?
Would she?
- I don't know. She could. - And Sofia's, like, conning me
or falling for me or conning us,
like, what if I'm just a sucker
and Max isn't even gonna be there...
Hey. Hey!
Hey! Hey, hey.
Breathe.
What are you doing?
Is this a Jules thing?
Coach Willis, bro.
The key to success is to visualize.
- Okay. - Okay, so let's visualize.
Tell me what's gonna happen.
Remember, positive.
Uh, okay. Step one.
Jules picks up the wire transfer from her family.
Step two, Sofia gets all her ducks in a row,
meets us at the rendezvous point at 4:30 p.m.
I'm there to greet her. Mi amor.
She falls into my arms
in a loving and passionate embrace.
- That's beautiful. Keep going. - Thanks.
Step three, we meet Miguel, our coyote.
We pay him with the Langmore money.
Step four, he sneaks us across the border,
and everything's beautiful, and that's it.
- Home sweet f'in' home. - That actually helped. Thanks.
- De nada. Let's do this. - All right.
- All right, good game. - Nope, too much.
That is quite an amazing story.
You must be exhausted.
Never told that to anybody before.
I didn't mean from telling it.
I meant from living it.
It-it must be... take incredible...
I'm not sure what the word is... skill to do what you do.
What? Lie?
No, no, I'm not here to judge.
Molly, I'm talking about the ability
to live your life as another person
and then having someone fall in love with you as that person.
I mean, it just...
It was actually kind of fun at first.
I was good at it. Came easy.
I knew exactly what I had to do.
How did you know?
I... studied each person,
figured out what it was they needed from me,
and then it was just a matter of becoming that person.
So they would fall in love with you.
- Mm-hmm. - But you're pretending...
to be in love with them too, right?
Yeah, and that's the whole ball game, really.
I would have to let myself fall in love with them
a little bit too.
That's why it's a con.
By loving them, they feel safe enough to love me,
and then they're hooked, and then I leave.
Is it difficult to fall in love with someone
just a little?
There was one person that... I don't know, if things...
if life was different, then maybe I could've stayed.
What do you mean, "If life was different?"
It doesn't matter, that's not how the job works,
and the man I worked for...
What would happen if you went to the police
and told them what you told me?
Could you...
He is smarter than the police.
And he'd kill me.
Oh, okay. That's frightening.
I don't want to do this anymore,
but I have no idea what the next step is.
You've spent a long time training yourself
to figure out what everyone around you needs.
It's now time to figure out what you need, what you want.
That's what's next.
So, first, stop lying, conning,
whatever you want to call it...
- I'm not lying. - Well, no, not now.
But it's your first instinct to analyze
what's in front of you and then manipulate it,
so, not to be flip, just cut it out.
That easy, huh?
Here.
Put this on your wrist,
and if you're gonna lie, snap it.
Big lie, little lie, it really doesn't matter.
You're joking, right?
Well, it may seem silly,
but it'll make you conscious
of what has been unconscious for you for a very long time.
Just-just try it.
Okay.
And the coyote's name?
Miguel, and you'll be there by...
4:30. We leave at 5:00.
And you're doing this 'cause you want to be with me
or for your 10% of...
You tell me.
Oh, shit, I honestly don't even care anymore.
Everything's gonna be fine with your family.
You will see.
Make sure you have your wallet with you.
I always have my wallet...
So easy to take when I'm kissing you,
Baby Dog Eyes.
You're the devil. I love it.
You better go. Hurry.
- I'm going. - But you don't have your keys.
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Oh, shit.
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Stop talking, Herman.
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Which is it?
Talk? No talk? What?
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Okay, uh...
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Contracts. My contacts, you know?
They're a little on the gray side,
you know, but I'm here to help you.
- Hey, Herman. - What?
Look at this. Wanted by the FBI, all three.
- No shit? - Nice job.
Well, gracias.
Hey!
Hey, there's only, like, 400 bucks here!
Come on!
What's the secret to these eggs, Marsha?
Butter. Lots of butter.
- You kidding me? - Josh.
Joshua, please.
I understand you took a vacation.
- We cut it short. - Oh.
- Are you gonna kill us? - You gonna eat that toast?
Are you gonna kill Ezra?
- Josh, please, shut up. - Oh, my God! Don't!
Jesus, I mean, it's a nice life you guys got,
and you're sick.
You're both really sick.
Oh!
I'll-I'll get something...
Sit down.
Clean it up!
- No. - Yes.
- Joshy, just do it. - God damn it, Josh.
Clean it up!
Come on, son.
Arthur, you used to be a whiskey man.
- Still true? - I like whiskey, yes.
- Show me where you keep 'em. - I don't think that I should...
I'm not asking.
Slow and steady, Sal, huh?
- Is my son in danger? - Yeah, he is.
This whole thing has gone sideways,
and now there are some people who want to find Ezra
before we do, the FBI maybe,
and some other, more dangerous people,
but we're really his best option at this point.
Look, I like Ezra.
He's a good, smart guy,
and I've seen him under pressure.
You'd be proud. That's the truth.
I appreciate that.
I think our best play here is a change of scenery, all right?
Let's get Josh and Sally away from each other.
Me, you, and Sally, we'll go to a hotel.
Arthur, I need you to be on board.
- Latte for Molly? - Hey, yeah, that's me.
Thanks.
- It's a beautiful place. - Thank you, Detective.
Is it just police business today, Detective Miller,
or can you sneak in a massage?
All police business, I'm afraid.
Right through here.
I'm calling about my brother, Shelly Cohen.
I was wondering if maybe he was admitted at Cedarville.
This is Detective Miller. You're Mr. Cohen's sister?
All right, Detectives, have a seat.
Someone will be with you shortly.
- Okay. Thank you. - Thanks.
I'm so glad you changed your mind.
Look, I'm gonna figure out a way to pay you back, okay?
Oh, don't... Stop it.
Don't be ridiculous. It's my pleasure.
I just want you to stay here
and get the most out of this place.
- So this is good-bye? - No. It's farewell.
I'm glad you gave it a chance.
Hey, thank you for everything.
You have no idea how helpful you've been.
Her room is right over here.
Oh, please, come in.
So, what brings you here today?
I just feel like I'm doing all the work in the relationship.
Is it weird to do couples therapy for work partners?
Oh, I've had weirder.
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Si.
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Langmore. Julia...
Langmore.
Lang... more.
- Please be the peyote. - Hola, darlin'.
Yikes. You have taken shabby-chic to the next level.
What is happening right now?
Oh, you didn't really think I was gonna send the money here?
I'm here to save you!
Again.
These boys were married to Cece before or after you?
After, but Cece was Alice and then Ava.
Did they know she was lesbian?
- That's not... never mind. - Don't get crazy, Jules.
There has to be a better way besides illegally crossing the border.
We have friends at the embassy Daddy could call.
No, we can't make it all go away by waving the Langmore wand.
Not everything works that way.
- Ugh, Jules. - Do not "oh, Jules" me!
We do not have passports. We are wanted by the FBI.
We are in proper, serious, proper, trouble.
The Federal Bureau of Investigation is after you?
Yes. And well pronounced.
Jules! Ugh. Okay.
I have money.
I can get you and your felonious friends
across the border.
But you have to agree to come home.
- Fine. - Thank you, Poppy.
Thank you, Poppy! Thanks!
Oh, you're so cute when you're mad.
Couldn't you have gotten stranded in the Maldives or something?
Listen, uh, I had to promise Sofia 10% of the ring
to get her to help us.
- What? - Yeah.
No, dude, absolutely not. That is our nest egg.
I can't believe you would even think that that is okay...
Out of my end, okay? Jesus.
Oh. Okay, cool.
Yeah, in case it came up,
I didn't want you to be... you about it.
What's that supposed to mean?
Ah, here she is.
- Yo, guess what this guy promised... - Okay, you made it by, like, two minutes.
- ...his totally shady girlfriend! - Guys, listen.
- Do you have the money? - Yes.
And no.
- Do the "no" part. - My sister has it.
- Your what? - It's just so like her, okay?
Just don't give her the satisfaction.
Okay, don't freak out. My family is super overbearing.
- Hi, have we met? - Mm...
- Arizona State maybe? - Mm.
- Richard Evans. - Poppy Langmore.
Pleasure.
Is that our ride?
- You try telling her no. - What are you waiting for?
Andiamo!
- Okay, favorite movie? - "Breakfast at Tiffany's."
"You can always tell what kind of a person
a man thinks you are by the earrings he gives you."
Don't really strike me as the Audrey Hepburn type.
Ah, a woman I know, it was her favorite too.
We watched it a lot.
- Cool. - Yeah. College?
- Princeton. - And you majored in...
Cold detachment.
Le Labo Vanille 44, exclusive to Colette in Paris,
where you visit every year in the spring.
Okay, seriously?
Um, how much did you tell this weirdo about me?
Oh...
We've met before.
You're my ex-wife.
She's Alice.
- Wait, wait, wait. - Seriously.
Maddie was with you before she was with me.
How much time did you spend with Maddie...
uh, Cece, Jules' wife?
Well, as little as possible, but more than enough.
Thank you.
Maddie was impersonating Poppy to become Alice.
She was, like, doing a version of her.
- Oh, dude, God. - Holy shit.
She said "andiamo" all the time.
"Dinner time, andiamo. 'Downton Abbey' time, andiamo.
I need you inside of me, andiamo."
This is the actual Alice.
- Except I'm actually rich. - Except she's actually rich.
She's not Alice 'cause Alice doesn't exist.
This is super unhealthy, dude.
Oh, yeah, let's go put our lives in the hands
of the con artist you're screwing that looks just like Ava.
What? No! No, she has much lighter eyes.
- Dude. - Okay, you know what?
Ignore them.
Why don't you tell me more about this Alice?
- Yo, Poppy, how's Lazslo? - Same.
Sends his regards.
I'm married.
Barely.
Tow and Go. How can I help you?
Oh, my God, hi!
My car broke down in the middle of route 63,
Elgin exit,
and I need a tow truck and help and...
Okay, we'll send a tow to get you soon.
Oh, my gosh, thank you.
Eeny, meeny, miny...
moe.
Thanks for nothing.
And I mean, they've been married for 40 years.
Can you even imagine?
And it's like, I love him so much,
but if I don't make it to the surgery tomorrow,
my mom will just freak out on me, you know?
Ugh. Your parents alive?
Uh, yeah, well, kind of.
My daddy and I don't really get along...
Ugh, that's exactly what I'm talking about.
It's like, my mom is always up my ass.
Like, literally up my ass. Ugh, you know?
Yeah. I guess I do, I mean...
I swear, if I don't make it there in time before...
- Watch yourself. - Oh.
Sorry. Oh, yay!
I don't like you leaving with them.
This is almost over.
I'm gonna protect our son. Both our sons.
What the hell are you doing, Dad?
I don't want you going anywhere.
Don't do anything,
and this is all gonna be just fine.
Meyn oytser.
I love you.
Unreal, man.
Give me the key so I can unhook myself, please.
Stop talking, Joshua.
No, I cannot pick you up at the airport
because my car broke down.
Are you not listening to me?
How bad is it?
You're missing a whole hose here.
Well, how does that even happen?
- I'm not so sure. - Okay, Mom.
I-I gotta call you back.
Parts and labor,
you're looking at at least a thousand dollars.
Okay, yeah, that's fine.
I can pay you in cash if that's okay.
Yeah? Great. All right.
How soon do you think it can be ready?
Well, I haven't got the hybrid parts here,
but if I order them on rush, they'll be here in 48 hours.
Forty-eight... what?
Forty-eight hours? No. No, no, no.
I have to be there for my dad's surgery by tomorrow morning.
I know.
How am I gonna get to Chicago?
Do you have, like, a rental car or, like, an Uber?
- Who? - God.
Fine, I'll-I'll figure something out.
- I wish there was something... - I just...
I just really need to get there.
- You know, I love this truck. - Yeah, and I love my car.
And I love my money.
You think I would give you my money and my car
for this piece of junk?
I'm sorry, I... No offense.
You're a prince, you know that?
I will be back tomorrow.
The seekers followed the song of their hearts.
Now they met under the desert night sky
with the blessed goddess, Artemis,
winking down on their naked...
Okay, no, no, no, no, no. I'm sorry.
When did you turn into a prude?
A prude? Maybe I'm just not comfortable
listening to porn with...
It is not porn. It's romance.
- With my grandmother. - Grandmother?
Yeah, you know, if I turn around now,
I can probably get you back in time for bingo.
Son, if I were your grandmother,
I would've schooled you about this ridiculous
penis truck years ago.
This is a very sensible family vehicle, thank you.
Whatever, Patrick.
Mm? 12 years.
I like Erica, and I like the two of you together.
Just stopped working.
Her career took off,
and she's an impressive woman,
incredible mother.
She does it all.
But we... I don't know.
I do.
She's a hot shot, but you wanted to be
- king of the castle. - All right, I think I'm good
on the amateur psychiatry hour.
You know making you feel special
was part of Maddie Jonson's con, right?
My relationship with Maddie didn't have anything to do
with me and Erika.
That happened way before...
Your relationship with Maddie,
you actually thought it was real.
Let me ask you something.
If you were stupid enough to think that then,
please tell me you're not stupid enough to think it now.
Patrick, I warned you when you began this detail that...
Oh, really?
It's like that?
- I'm-I'm sorry, what? - Uh-huh.
So, what can you tell me about me,
since we were married and all?
You smile at someone,
they feel like they can do anything.
At least that's how it was with me.
That's nice.
I hope you don't think I'm being too forward,
but, um, how were we in bed?
Lovely.
Gracias.
Do you want to hear about your plans
to make me a senator?
Why, yes, I do.
Everything's gonna be okay.
Your family's gonna be okay. Max would never...
I'm sorry I was, uh, secretive about Sofia.
I think it felt good to have something
that was, uh, just mine, you know?
I get it.
I found something that feels like it's just mine too.
Mexico. All of it. It's odd, you know?
I feel like I'm myself here, like I've come home to a place
I've always known.
I think you should stay.
After your family's safe, I can come back.
Except it never works that way, does it?
I mean, life, it keeps taking you forward.
You should stay.
I want to help you.
It helps me to know that at least some of
the people I love are safe.
And happy.
Good. It's settled.
- I guess we both fell in love. - Mm-hmm.
Don't tell Poppy, though. The plan is that she gives us
the money and drags me back to Greenwich, okay?
- None of my business. - I love you, man.
Yeah. Yeah, you too.
Maddie Jonson is not who you think she is.
Hasn't been for quite some time.
I know this is probably difficult for you to hear.
She has not now or ever worked for UNICEF
or lived in the Houston area as far as we know.
I'm sorry to inform you,
she is wanted currently by the FBI for her role
in a number of conspiracies to commit fraud.
Mrs. Jonson, your daughter is a professional con artist,
and unless we find her, her life is most definitely in danger.
There is no UNICEF office in Barcelona.
She sent me a postcard from there about her job.
I've always suspected that Maddie was lying about her life.
And you never confronted her about it?
If my daughter wanted to talk to me honestly,
I would be here to listen.
Well, maybe she needed you to step...
Mrs. Jonson, please know that we all have the same goal:
to keep your daughter safe.
Can you think of any of Maddie's friends we might talk to?
She never really kept in touch with anyone from here that I know of.
She's been gone a long time.
She ever mention any marriages?
No, of course not. She's never been married.
Wouldn't be so sure about that.
What about boyfriends?
Girlfriends?
Any intimate relationships from here or anywhere else?
- I really couldn't say. - You couldn't, or you won't?
I couldn't because she didn't mention it,
and if she had, I'm not sure that I would tell you.
- Why is that? - You're rude.
All right.
- I'm just simply trying to find... - Do you have children?
Yes, I do, two little ones. Thank you.
And do you know their every thought and feeling?
- No, ma'am, I don't. - Mm-hmm.
However, I'd like to think
that I'd have some sort of inkling
if they turned into professional criminals...
Agent, would you give us a few moments
to talk, please, mother to mother?
Sure. Knock yourselves out.
Sorry about that. We've had a long drive.
And he's arrogant.
- Yeah? - How you doing, Maxy?
- I'm alive. - Me too.
I guess you're out of options, huh?
- How's that? - Why are you calling me?
Can't I reach out to my old mentor?
Don't shit a shitter, kid.
Got a little visit from Mr. Shelly Cohen.
Was he really married to Lenny?
Goes to show you
that there's someone for everyone.
What does the Doctor want?
How angry is he?
How about how angry am I?
You hung me out to dry with a bag of pricks, you ingrate,
and after all I taught you, you had the balls...
You sold out Sally.
How about you don't lecture me about loyalty?
I did what I thought was right,
but I regret it... every day.
That's the truth.
- Max... - Yeah, kid?
How bad is it?
Did you talk to him?
Yeah, I talked to him.
He's just looking for some information.
And also, he's decided to broaden the places
where he's putting pressure.
What does that mean?
That means I'm sitting next to Arthur Bloom.
- You're doing what? - Oh, no, no.
Look, he's safe. Your family is safe,
but it's time for you to come in and see the Doctor.
Look, I did it, and I'm still breathing.
We can reach out to him together if that makes you feel better,
so where you calling from?
Hello?
Guess who that was?
You ever done this before?
Let's just say I don't have much practice.
So go ahead. You don't want to jerk.
You want to squeeze nice and easy,
and as you line up...
That wasn't terrible.
I'll take it.
There are some very bad people after your daughter.
Now, I can protect her.
First, I gotta find her.
I wish I had more to tell. I don't.
We appreciate your time.
I'm sure this couldn't have been easy.
It's not.
Anything you can think of,
anything at all, please call.
I want to find her before she gets hurt, Margaret.
So let me get this straight. You didn't press her at all?
I didn't bully her if that's what you mean.
Agent Cook, she was clearly holding out on us.
I mean... you know, it doesn't matter.
I'm just gonna get creative.
I'll get a warrant. I'll drag her in.
Okay. You will do no such thing.
Are you always this overzealous in the field,
or is this because this is personal for you?
- You know what your problem is? - No, please, enlighten me.
Did you ever see "The French Connection"?
You need to be a little bit more like Popeye Doyle.
My problem is a lack of a pork pie hat?
Real police work is in the waiting.
It's about patience.
So now we're Popeye Doyle,
waiting in the cold, drinking coffee.
Yeah.
You know at the end of that movie, the bad guy got away, right?
Don't you smart-talk me, you cocky mama's boy.
You want my help or not? Hmm?
Yes, I want... I need your help.
Good.
So we wait to see if Mrs. Jonson reaches out.
In the meantime,
move down to the next thing on our list.
Hmm. Ezra Bloom.
Okay, Sofia gets here in an hour and 32 minutes.
Not exactly what you visualized?
Not exactly.
So if you're gonna live here now,
does that make you, like, Mexican?
Hey, I haven't told my sister yet,
and no, that's not how it works.
I'm kidding.
So this is our last meal together, huh?
Well, hey, promise me a postcard every week, okay?
- Mm-hmm. - "Dear Rich...
Life's just not the same without you around."
"I can actually hear myself think.
Wish you were here."
- To Jules. - To Jules.
Guys. $5 for all of it.
- Mm! - Mm!
- Oh, yes, is that my taco? - Gracias.
Hey, Poppy, have you ever been to Scottsdale?
This time of year, the sunsets are incredible.
May you be in heaven a full half-hour
before the devil knows you're dead.
Okay, guys, we gotta go. Gotta go now.
Come on!
All right, let's go.
What did I step in?
Okay, over there.
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Hey, guys, that's him. That's him.
- Who? That guy? - Yeah.
Hola, Miguel?
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- _ - No, no, no, no, no.
We don't have time. We have to go right now.
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We don't have time for this.
Can you explain to him, please, that we don't...
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Gracias. Just wait. He's okay.
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Okay?
Oh, shit. Hide!
- Rápido! Vámonos! - Oh, shit, okay.
- Come on. - Rápido! Rápido!
Hey, I need to get this to Sofia.
I can't let her think I burned her.
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- I'm not going. - Go, go, go!
- We're just hiding. - Thank you.
- I'll hide with Poppy. - Not a chance.
- This is all your fault. - Okay!
- Come on, come on, come on. - Gross.
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Um, I think we're moving.
Oh, my God, we are moving.
I'm not supposed to be going!
Neither am I!
- _ - Gracias.
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