(male announcer) In New York City's war on crime,
the worst criminal offenders are pursued
by the detectives of the Major Case Squad.
These are their stories.
God wants us to obey him.
God has a plan for us. For all of us!
(crowd shouting) Amen! Amen!
(Corliss) There's a wonderful fantasy
that there's a being up in the sky
who knows all our thoughts,
who cares about the minutiae of our lives.
[audience cheers and boos]
(Riggins) This man needs to accept the Lord.
To Jesus Christ into his heart.
To ask Jesus for strength!
[audience cheers]
Does God exist?
Let me ask you this: do miracles exist?
Well, I want to show you people my miracle.
My wife Marjorie.
I fell in love with her the moment I met her.
We both had a love for the Lord.
So I prayed every night
that Marjorie would fall in love with me.
And one night, I asked her to marry me.
And miracle of miracles, she said yes.
Tonight before the debate, my wife Marjorie,
she asked me to pray for a man.
A very intelligent man, a genius probably,
whose teenage son
is so intellectually disabled
that he can no longer bear the burden of raising him.
All the intelligence in the world
will not help this man.
This man needs to pray to God,
to accept God's will,
to heal him. [audience cheers]
God's will?
Healing power?
Genetic mutations cannot be healed through prayer.
If inflicting
unbearable pain is how your God tests faith,
than he's vindictive son of a bitch.
[all shouting]
(Riggins) Calm down! Calm down!
Come on, everybody.
No violence! No violence!
(Riggins) Calm down!
(guard) Marjorie Riggins.
Wife of Reverend Cal Riggins.
Her wallet's here. Jewelry.
Looks like she took a bad fall.
There's an awful lot of blood for a fall.
Head wounds, they bleed.
Any idea why the reverend's wife
was even in this stairwell?
The audience stormed the debate stage.
She must've run for the backstage stairs
and forgotten which way to go.
Which way should she have gone?
Upstairs, not down,
to the Green Room.
These footprints, campus security?
No, her husband and his entourage.
They were praying over her when we got here.
Well, they might've moved the body.
It's obviously been composed.
Maybe.
We had our hands full.
I sent her people away as soon as I got here.
There's a void in the blood spatter here.
Something was removed.
Not while we were here.
Well, bag this PDA separately
and get it back to us ASAP.
Besides her people,
who had access to this staircase?
VIPs only.
I'll get you the list.
Well, that's a smudge.
Excuse me.
Any idea where her people went?
Oh, they're in the Green Room.
Praying.
What happened is that Dr. Corliss denounced our god.
And all hell broke loose?
Something like that, yes.
I rushed Marjorie to the side exit.
I told her to wait right there,
and then I went to protect Reverend Cal.
It's--Cal, it's all right. We can deal with this.
If the reverend doesn't mind, it's--
That's okay, Elder Roberts.
She's my wife.
And I got there too late.
Did you see her fall, Reverend?
No.
I--I made eye contact from the stage,
and then there was, uh, the commotion.
And then she must've panicked
because she, she went down the stairs herself and, uh--
Taking the stairs is a sign of panic?
Well, it is for her,
because she has labyrinthitis, which is--
Causes vertigo. There's medication for that.
Yes, there is.
But she said it made her feel stupid.
She'd rather be dizzy than stupid,
especially when she was practicing.
She was a doctor.
She was a pediatric ophthalmologist.
And the labyrinthitis, what triggered it?
She's had it her whole life.
She had trouble with motion and...
this damn tour, it's so much traveling,
and...she, she fainted earlier tonight.
Was she under any particular stress?
Did you see or hear anyone on the stairs?
No.
We went up the stairs.
And when we realized that Marjorie wasn't there,
I went to look for her.
And I found her.
Did you move her body?
No, I didn't move her body.
I ran after Cal.
Her body was in such a peaceful pose.
I mean, for suffering such a trauma.
I did it.
I thought she was still alive.
So I, I picked up her head and cradled her,
and started praying for her.
And that's when Dr. Corliss came.
And he said she was gone.
Dr. Corliss. Yes.
You'll probably find him outside the auditorium.
He smokes.
His whole flock praying.
Riggins was laying hands on her.
And then suddenly, faith be damned.
They ran for me and wanted medical expertise.
After I told them she was gone,
they posed her hands in prayer.
Her husband told us she didn't head to the stairs
until the melee broke out.
It's possible.
I, I didn't see her.
After his crusaders stormed the stage,
I, I cut out.
His crusaders, did you recognize them?
He has some zealots following the tour.
We're on a ten-city tour.
Old time oratory. Creationism vs. evolution.
God versus no God.
I'm trying to save the country from intelligent design.
And sell your book.
He's after the big prize.
Beat back the devil.
Become the next Billy Graham.
It's hard to die from falling down the stairs.
It's basically a series of 8-inch falls.
Your natural instinct is to cover your head.
But Marjorie didn't. No.
And I found some trauma
I don't associate with the fall.
Tiny petechial hemorrhages in the eyes and brain.
You usually see those in children
with shaken baby syndrome.
So you're saying someone shook her violently.
Yeah, maybe.
I'll know better by tomorrow
if bruises appear on her arms
where somebody hoisted her up.
And shook her and then threw her down headfirst.
She was murdered.
Yeah, probably.
But with her labyrinthitis, it won't be hard
to find expert witnesses who'll attribute her injuries
to her extreme vertigo.
If her killer knew about her labyrinthitis,
then he gave himself a good cover story.
[reporters shouting overlapping questions]
(Frances) Tsk! This preacher.
He's just another big phony.
You know, he wants a constitutional amendment
to ban gay marriage.
Boy, heh!
Sure like to see what goes on in that bedroom.
Why are you defending him?
I'm not defending him.
They're charlatans, these people.
He supposed to be a believer.
In which case, he's supposed to believe
that God had a reason for her death, right?
So why is he crying?
What is he doing here?
Dr. Sylvest.
I see the patient's her usual shy self.
Oh! No!
Bobby... Yes.
I want to go back to my room. I know, Ma.
You know, everybody tiptoes around me.
You know why?
Because on my chart it says--
it says that I'm a schizophrenic.
So in that case, why don't they just send me back
to my room in the nuthouse?
Not a hospital, not a hospice.
(doctor) You're almost there, Mrs. Goren.
She's handing the chemo very well.
Oh, I really am. Look at this.
Now listen, I am done with all of this.
You tell them that!
Okay, I'll do that. Good.
I'll tell them.
I'll do that, okay?
We're gonna go outside for a minute, okay?
If your brother were here,
I wouldn't have gone through all this.
Ma, I'm just gonna be out here.
He would've taken care of me.
[sobbing softly]
Rodgers says the bruises showed up on Marjorie's arms.
It's a homicide.
So CSU have anything?
That's stairwell smudge tested positive for her blood.
No way it happened in the fall.
How many people had access to this stairwell?
There was a VIP list.
Corliss didn't have anyone.
The reverend had an entourage.
His people vouch for all the names except one:
a Mr. Diego.
Marjorie left him a comp and a backstage pass.
She listed him as a friend of the church.
(Ross) You're not convinced.
Uh-uh.
I checked her PDA. Found his cell number.
When you call it, Diego directs you to a web site,
because, as he says, seeing is believing.
You're kidding.
"Rent this hunk. Diego.
"By the hour or by the night.
"Muscular, tanned,
relentless."
We can all read, Captain.
What would a preacher's wife want with a rent boy?
Mr. Diego's web site is purely in the realm
of personal fantasy.
No services are exchanged for--
My partner was in Vice for five years.
Chelsea for two of those years.
You're not my first rent boy, Diego.
Now we don't have to shut down your website.
We just want to know why Reverend Cal's wife
has your name in her PDA.
Listen, I, I swear to you, I never even met the woman.
And she left you a backstage pass
for the debate the night she died.
(Goren) Is that because you're a big fan
of intelligent design?
Is, is that what it is?
She's an ophthalmologist.
I, I wrote her a letter about my nephew.
He's going blind,
and he can't afford the surgery.
I asked her to waive her surgical fee
as an act of Christian charity.
But you don't have a nephew.
Oh. [laughs]
Uh, I get it.
You've...seen the DVD.
[Diego chuckles]
The DVD. The one in the envelope.
That you left for her.
I hope you liked my work, Detective.
It was impressive.
So did you stay through the melee?
Uh, no.
I put the DVD on the chair. Watched her pick it up.
Then I left for a...session.
But if you ask my client...
discretely...
I am sure
that he will confirm that.
This is DVD, it was for blackmail?
No. I mean, not for money.
The preacher is spearheading a constitutional amendment
to ban gay marriage.
I just wanted her to get Cal to shut up
about homosexuality being the work of Satan.
How long has Riggins been your client?
Three years.
He calls when he comes to New York.
He flew me to Miami a couple of times
and Vegas.
How did he pay, and what exactly did you do for him?
Plastic at first, then cash.
And I do whatever he wants me to do.
But he likes crystal meth, especially booty bumps.
Booty bumps. That's when you actually--
I know what they are. Right.
The man is one of the most self-loathing guys
I've ever met.
And did he loathe you too?
Oh, yeah. Called me names.
I thought he was gonna kill me once.
But then, you know,
turned us on, and we--
Well, you saw the footage.
[chuckles]
Well, we're gonna need a copy of this DVD.
You don't have it.
We appreciate your telling us about it.
Oh, that's not fair. I, I thought--
Detective, we may be able to produce a copy,
but that's subject to negotiation.
My client's invoking.
I miss Vice.
People doing stuff for money.
Guys like this, I get them.
Okay, then do you get any sense
Diego could've killed Marjorie Riggins?
Why would he?
He wanted Marjorie to pressure her husband.
Killing her doesn't get him anything.
It wasn't him.
It was whoever took the DVD.
The killer wanted to make sure
that she never had a chance to watch it.
Someone from the church.
Maybe the reverend himself. Where is he?
He's staying at their new
$100 million evangelical institute.
Pay him a condolence call.
The guest list?
Reverend, your cup runneth over.
Oh!
I thought my staff already went over that.
Well, there's just one odd man out.
This one.
Do you know him?
No, I don't believe I do.
He told us you've been his client
for the last three years.
[chuckling] His client?
I don't think so.
Maybe he works in accounting or he's new around here--
He's been in touch with your wife.
She left him a backstage pass.
He claims to know you personally.
Well, a lot of people claim to know me personally.
Did you say his name?
Diego. We have other photos.
You know, there is a Diego
that is a professional massage therapist.
But, uh, it's so dark in those rooms I can't--
Do you have a massage therapist?
Is he your massage therapist?
I can't say for sure.
I'm really sorry, Detectives, that I can't be more helpful.
Actually, it's always helpful
when we know someone's lying to us.
There seem to be phone calls from your cell to his.
Actually, this is--
You know what?
This is Diego.
Yeah.
Heh! It's funny.
The back pain I get is so crippling
that I can't even think.
I just lay there and I close my eyes--
And wait for that booty bump.
There's a lady in the room, Detective.
I'll wait outside.
How is he?
He seems almost...stricken.
It's such a terrible loss.
For all of us.
We're a family.
In this, uh, family,
who handles the reverend's credit card bills?
Why, I do.
Because sometimes when something like this occurs,
some predators try to open accounts
using the deceased's identity.
You have to notify--
Oh, I know. I already did.
I learned my lesson the last time.
The last time?
Well, you know, the Old Imp is always trying
to find a way in.
Who is the Old Imp?
I'm sorry.
That's what my mother used to call him.
The Devil is the modern term.
Like that man who cloned the reverend's credit card.
That's something an imp would do, don't you think?
Uh...someone cloned his card?
Identity theft?
No, it was just the one.
But do you know what they used it for?
[whispering] Prostitutes.
He hit the roof when I told him.
I'll bet he did.
I don't know anything about any DVD.
Listen, I've lost my wife.
Why are you doing this now?
The Medical Examiner believes that your wife was--
was murdered, Reverend.
Do you know anyone who would want to kill your wife
or hurt you by killing her?
Well, of course I have enemies.
What kind of enemies?
Demons.
Your demons.
Are they inside or are they outside?
Both.
(Roberts) Detective.
If you'll excuse us please,
the reverend has an urgent meeting.
Sorry. Forgive me.
[clears throat]
All right.
That was Ross.
Diego's lawyer called.
His apartment was broken into.
His laptop and webcams were stolen
while he was with us.
No DVD.
And the reverend swears that he knows nothing
about a DVD.
Which means we're looking for something
that may not exist.
Well, there might be a paper trail linking him to Diego.
Riggins gave his secretary some cover story
about identity theft,
but someone in the church must be onto him.
Hey, Bobby.
[whispering] Oh, God.
What are you doing here, man?
Church people.
They're good people, man.
Yeah, I know.
They got me clean.
They feed me.
I would've been dead a long time ago
if it wasn't for them, I mean it.
How you doing?
So how's Mom?
My phone?
No, I got into a thing with the phone company.
If you left me messages, I'm sure they have 'em,
but they won't let me access 'em.
Yeah, sure.
So how sick is she?
She's not good.
I've been looking into experimental--
She's not good.
You should try prayer, Bobby.
It works miracles.
Mom's always talking about you.
She always asking me why didn't I become
a scientist like you?
She always believed in me.
I gotta go.
That's my old lady over there.
She's a little shy. Oh, yeah?
Yeah. That woman.
Is that your wife?
That's--that's my partner.
So what are you waiting for?
No, it's not that kind of partner.
Look, I'm gonna see Mom on Sunday.
I'm thinking maybe we could go together and see her.
You know, we could meet here.
Yeah, I know. It's her birthday, right?
Yeah. Yeah.
No, man, I don't think so.
I got--you know, I'm a little short this month.
Yeah, well, look-- no, that's all right.
It's okay. Look, here.
Hey, look, just take this, all right?
Oh, thanks. $50.
I'm gonna pay you back on Sunday, okay?
That's okay. Huh?
So we meet right here? Crack of noon?
[laughs]
I'll give you my coat.
No, I don't need--
Yeah, you're cold, man.
You sure don't need it?
Yeah, don't be silly. Don't worry about it.
It's nice, man. It's nice.
Yeah, it's a good coat.
So, uh...
I'm gonna put my card
in your pocket here.
I want you to call me if, if you need anything.
You call me and ask me. Okay?
But I'll see you here, noon.
I'll be here.
All right.
Thanks, Bobby.
Hey, baby.
The DA says no probable cause.
You're asking for a search warrant
based on the guesswork of a gay male escort
who may have been blackmailing Riggins.
It's a tough sell.
Yeah, but it doesn't matter, because everyone in the church
denies they ever saw the DVD.
And if anybody did take it,
they would've destroyed it by now.
Thanks.
Riggins' credit card company confirmed the theft.
They deactivated the account,
refunded the money, and issued a new number.
That doesn't mean they weren't his charges.
It just means that someone convinced
the credit card company to write them off.
We're hitting a church wall.
His people are gonna protect the reverend.
Did anyone else see Marjorie's body
before campus security arrived?
Dr. Corliss.
Must be frustrating
to try to conduct an investigation
within an group
that's entirely invested in irrationality.
Oh, well...
homicides are often irrational as well.
So Marjorie's death has been ruled a homicide?
Yeah, looks that way.
These people. They're fanatics.
You seem to assume that the murder
had to do with someone at the church.
There were also agnostics and atheists at the debate.
I'm sorry. Of course you're right.
I guess my bias against the religious right
is surfacing.
I resent the way they treated Marjorie on the tour.
They treated her badly?
A brilliant doctor.
They turned her into a prop.
Well, we're more interested in what you remember
after you found her.
She was given a DVD that night.
It didn't turn up with her belongings.
I didn't see a DVD.
Everything was scattered around the stairs.
How about an envelope?
Yes.
The reverend had one. Manilla.
He was clutching it.
G.K. Chesterton. C.S. Lewis.
And Ripped Boys magazine.
Which one of these things is not like the others?
(Riggins) Um, excuse me.
What are you people doing here?
Executing a search warrant.
You're welcome to stay.
We're looking for the DVD
that Diego said he gave to your wife.
Well, as I told you before, Miss,
I don't know anything about it, so--
Turns out Diego was secretly taping your massages.
He gave Marjorie a copy.
[exhales]
What have I done?
You made yourself a pretty good suspect
for her murder.
Did Marjorie see it?
You tell us. Did she mention it to you?
No.
Before the debate, she came up into the Green Room
and she asked me if I knew Diego.
And you said no.
I couldn't tell her.
Because I knew that God was gonna punish me
for what I was doing
because I knew that it was wrong.
But you couldn't stop.
No.
I couldn't stop.
I'm so sorry, Marjorie.
I hear you're looking for a DVD.
You're wasting your time.
It's gone.
You knew about it?
Well, then you must've taken it from Marjorie
after she was killed.
Is that true?
Cal...
I told you not to talk to the police
or to listen to them.
You have nothing to worry about.
Do you understand?
Now I'm going to call the lawyer.
Tell you what.
Why don't you just have him meet you downtown?
Yes, I knew about the sickness Cal was suffering.
I saw the credit card receipts.
I paid some of these people to stay away from him.
Did you talk to Marjorie Riggins
about Diego?
I told her that a man was stalking Cal
and that we were taking care of it.
How were you taking care of it?
What are you implying?
Maybe you weren't the first person
to find Marjorie's body.
Maybe you were the last person to see her alive.
How can you even think that?
You took the DVD. Why?
There was no DVD. It never existed.
Really, that's too bad for you,
because Diego kept a copy in a safe deposit box.
I don't know if you knew that.
We have it here. I can play it for you.
Now if you like.
No.
If you'd like. Here, catch.
Just--
Something wrong with your arm?
I have a frozen shoulder.
Rotator cuff thing.
Well, you should've told us, because...
whoever killed Marjorie...
shook her like a rag doll.
And you don't have the strength.
What I'm struggling to understand here
is why you are more suspicious of us
than of a blackmailing prostitute.
Because he has an alibi.
He left before the debate began.
Hmm. Well, not according to this.
You see, one of our congregants
recorded parts of the debate on her cell phone,
including the audience.
And if you'll notice
sitting in the back row is guess who?
Diego.
Maybe if you weren't so eager to persecute
one of our flock for Marjorie Riggins' murder,
you might not have overlooked the real killer.
Frank will be here.
He would never forget my birthday.
Why don't you open your present?
No, I want to wait.
He'll be here.
Bobby...
have you seen Frank?
Well, how, how is he? What did he say?
He's fine.
Oh, good, good.
Well, of course he is.
He said that he's, you know, cleaning himself up.
Ah, Frank never caught a break.
You had all the luck.
Where was he?
Oh, he was coming out of a church.
You see that?
He's going back to God.
Never underestimate your brother.
I'm just a...
I'm just gonna close my eyes a little bit.
I already told you,
I put the DVD on Dr. Riggins' chair, then I left.
(lawyer) Okay, what is this about, Detective?
We have footage showing Diego
sitting in the audience during the debate.
Which means, Diego,
you could've been in that auditorium
at the time of Marjorie Riggins' death.
Okay.
True story.
I stayed for a few minutes.
I, I just wanted to make eye contact with Cal.
I wanted to see that bastard squirm.
But I left.
I was gone by quarter to 8:00.
I went to a restaurant,
and I had dinner
with my mom.
And I was hoping that we could
keep her out of this.
You despise the reverend so much,
why take him on as a client in the first place?
I didn't know who he was in the beginning.
He used an alias? Yeah.
Get this.
He called himself James Corliss.
Did you look into that new treatment
that I was telling you about?
Radiation-carrying monoclonal antibodies.
The studies are ongoing.
Yeah, but the phase one tests,
they were very promising for someone
with my mother's type of cancer.
I mean, if you could get her into a trial--
They won't take her in a clinical trial.
Her cancer is advanced
and her mental health is an issue.
Well, forget the trial.
Just get the treatment.
The FDA hasn't approved it yet.
Well, then apply
for the compassionate use exception.
Look, she's got no other option.
Compassionate use.
I'm afraid there may not be enough time.
Well, I've been talking to someone at the FDA.
They could help expedite--
Mr. Goren, please.
You should know your friend can help,
but the cost is prohibitive.
It's not covered by Medicaid.
The entire expense would have to come out of pocket.
How much?
Minimum? $5,000, $6,000.
For the whole treatment?
No. Per month.
Just because the science exists
doesn't always make it
the best choice for the family.
(Riggins) Sometimes we have to rely on faith.
Like this evening just before the debate,
my wife asked me to pray for a man,
a very intelligent man, a genius probably,
whose teenage son
is so intellectually disabled
that he can no longer bear the burden of raising him.
And I told Marjorie,
all the intelligence in the world
will not help this man.
This man needs to accept the Lord.
He needs to pray to God, to accept God's will,
to heal him.
God's will?
Healing power?
Genetic mutation cannot be healed through prayer.
If inflicting unbearable pain
is how your God tests faith,
than he's vindictive son of a bitch.
[audience shouts]
That's the man of reason?
They debated dozens of times before.
Riggins must've really hit a hot button
to make Corliss lose control.
(Eames) If those two hate each other so much,
why tour together?
(Ross) Riggins is driven
to convert the nonbeliever.
What Corliss gets out of it, who knows.
He gets paid for it.
He gets ten grand a debate.
Corliss is in it for the money.
He's a successful, single doctor.
No dependents.
Has a modest lifestyle. How much cash could he need?
James Corliss pays his bills on time.
No debt. No mortgage.
He's divorced. What about alimony?
Nope, his ex remarried in '92.
Lives in Toronto.
No expenses out of the ordinary
except for this.
A monthly check to Alminia S. Perez.
Starting in 1990 for 2,200.
Regular increases.
Last month's check was for $6,000.
Cost of living rates?
He's paying someone's monthly expenses.
Alminia Perez. A girlfriend.
Any notation in the check ledger?
Cleaning services.
I clean house for Dr. Corliss.
He's very generous.
$6,000 a month.
You have questions,
you should talk to Dr. Corliss.
Do you have grandchildren, Ms. Perez?
Yes.
Child-proof latches on the cabinets.
How old are they? One, two?
(Perez) My grandson is two-and-a-half.
Two-and-a-half.
And he plays Super Champion.
That's more an older boy.
[bus pulls up outside]
(Perez) I have to go to work now.
Are you expecting someone?
You leave him alone, Miss.
He doesn't understand.
Hi, I'm Jimmy!
(Perez) Jimmy, this is a friend of mine.
I'm Alex.
I like friends.
♪ Superfriends! ♪ ♪
You like them?
Very much.
Sometimes I work with Batman.
Hang up your jacket, Jimmy, in your room.
James Corliss' son.
You've taken care of him for 17 years.
Dr. Corliss, he just couldn't keep Jimmy.
His wife left. He worked all the time.
And so he paid you to raise his child
and to keep his secret.
Last month, I told Dr. Corliss I can't do it anymore.
Jimmy's too big.
I want to move to Florida with my daughter and grandson.
Does Jimmy know who his parents are?
We look at pictures.
Does Dr. Corliss visit?
He's a very busy man.
Alminia, I'm hungry.
Can Alex stay for cookies?
James Corliss has a mentally disabled son
he's kept secret for 17 years.
And Corliss lost control during the debate
when Riggins brought up children.
Riggins found out about Jimmy.
Or Corliss thought he did and blamed Marjorie.
Interesting theory. No proof, no witnesses.
Corliss finds out you met his son,
tough getting him to talk.
Not if he thinks we're going after
his archenemy, the reverend.
Don't bring him in. Visit his lab.
Tell him we need him to testify against Riggins.
Cal Riggins was using church funds
to pay for gay sex?
You had no idea?
It's not something I would've kept quiet, is it?
Did Marjorie know?
We were hoping maybe you could tell us.
You and Marjorie were both doctors.
Did you know each other before the tour?
We were professional colleagues.
Did you ever go to any conferences with her?
Maybe overseas?
It's possible. Our fields overlap.
We went through her calendar.
The two of you were on several panel discussions together.
Seattle, Boston.
Why would you hide that from us?
What are you getting at?
Well, you were single.
Marjorie was traveling without her husband.
We even found out the two of you
were in Venice together at a convention.
Same hotel.
Venice is a romantic city.
Not for Marjorie.
Venice is a killer for anybody
with any kind of motion sickness.
Well, she could've taken Dramamine.
Not for labyrinthitis.
She said it was like the wallpaper
was crawling up the walls.
I tried to tell her to have the surgery,
but she wouldn't listen.
So you were more than colleagues.
Did you talk about your son?
Jimmy?
Alminia told me you came by.
You should've spoken to me first, Detective.
I didn't know you had a son until I got there.
Because you don't talk about him.
It's not on the book jackets that you have a child.
Is it a secret?
It's private.
It's mine and his. It's ours.
So you could handle it as long as it was private.
That's not fair.
My wife and I fell apart after he was born.
I was single.
I couldn't take care of him properly.
You're not embarrassed about Jimmy, are you?
I love my son.
I cried like a baby
the day I knew there was nothing we could do.
That all the science in the world
couldn't fix my child.
Were you angry at God for that?
No.
There is no God.
What happens to us is what happens to us.
I might hate it for Jimmy, for me...
but it had nothing to do with God.
And when Riggins said at the debate
that only God could help your son...
I lost it.
How dare that fanatic connect my precious son
to his made-up god.
What I don't get is how Reverend Riggins
even found out you had a child.
I don't know.
They must've been digging
for something they could use on me.
That's not it.
Marjorie knew about Jimmy, didn't she?
Yes.
I told her.
Years ago. It was a very difficult time.
And she was there for me.
Did you ever wonder how a woman
with a scientific mind could...
end up with a man like Riggins?
These men are cons.
I begged her not to marry him.
You wanted her to marry you.
Help raise your son.
We were just friends.
You mean that she rejected you
for Riggins.
That she rejected your science for his faith.
And then the ultimate betrayal
was that she told him about Jimmy
and your pain and guilt.
H-how could she do that to you?
Look...
I've done this a lot.
If you confess...
it feels better.
So after the melee...
you confronted her.
I just wanted to know...
why...she told him.
And so I took her shoulders,
and I shook her.
She said she wanted Cal
to feel sympathy for me.
That if he understood what I had suffered,
he'd have compassion.
Instead, he used Jimmy to taunt me.
To hurt me.
So you hurt her.
How long did you shake her for?
Until her head hit the wall.
And then I saw her eyes,
and she was...
And so I dropped her.
[handcuffs click shut]
[reporters shouting overlapping questions]
Detective, the ME just called.
You should get down there.
Detective.
He had your card in his coat.
Oh.
That's not my brother. It's my coat.
It's not my brother.
I guess he sold it to somebody.
It's okay. I mean, I gave it to him.
He can sell it if he wants to.
It's just, um...
everybody needs money, right?
Thanks.