Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You sure this isn't an excuse to see me again?

It's just really fucking hard.

Don't suppose you're going to tell me how you do it.

Get phony friends, family, fiancée, profile history.

- What's Nix doing now? - "You live to tell the tale."

When do we know who shot him?

We can't assume everything is counterfeit.

Once I look legit, I do something the new me wants to erase.

ballistics points to you.

I don't think it's her.

She's careful where she looks.

Whole lot of nothing.

And now, her clients are getting erased.

with what actually happened to the market on the day.

She won't leave me alone.

[female voice] I am an open window.

Surveillance around the clock.

Hello, Sal Frieland, Detective First Class.

We don't have to worry about that anymore, sir.

You'd be surprised what people want to pretend never happened.

Last visitor was of the female persuasion.

It gets better.

What do you want?

Send me your memories of Salvador.

Thought maybe it was a glitch, ran her again, nothing.

My new life's just going to look a little repetitive to anyone who looks back.

She can see past our metadata, so I don't want a cop within a mile of me.

Then there's this.

Charlie, this morning downtown...

You can't get rid of memories.

Why is it so important that nobody knows you?

I don't know if you do, Detective.

I've got to go.

Why don't I feel safe?

Music producer with a history of heroin addiction.

Her alibi could be fabricated like all of her hacks.

[sirens wailing distantly]

She said something.

I'm going to have to remove me from your life, too.

So what are we looking at, Lester?

Not fucking drunk.

Slug from your nine millimeter found in the wall...

Dating for a year.

- Cray's point of view... - What are you doing?