[ People Chattering ]
Mommy. Yeah?
Guess what. What?
Miss Mornie gave me a green ticket, and I got to go to the prize box.
The prize box? That's fantastic, Sophie.
You know what I think? I think that your daddy would like to hear about this.
Hey, it's Hardy. I'm approaching the third floor.
What unit was that disturbance call?
[ Man ] Unknown. Somewhere on floor three.
Roger that. I'll find it.
Hey, Jimmy, I was supposed to be punched out about 40 minutes ago.
Sorry, bro. You got the call.
[ Cell Phone Rings ]
[ Ringing ]
[ People Speaking, Indistinct ]
- Hey! What the hell you-- - [ Gunshot ]
[ Ringing ]
Hey, this is Nick. You know what to do after the beep.
It's me.
Um, guessing you're not gonna make it home for dinner again.
Sophie really needs her father.
When you get home, we need to talk about this, because something has to change.
[ Gasping ]
12.50 a share. It's the best I can do.
If I'm gonna pull the trigger, it has to be at the right price, Don.
You know, something tells me you can do a lot better.
I can't do better.
Well-- [ Sighs ]
I guess we're done here.
You walk out of here now, Don, and the deal's off.
Are you sure there's no more money on the table?
Fine. Thirteen dollars. Not a penny more.
My absolute limit.
- Great. We have a deal. - You drive a hard bargain.
And you have a private jet. Seems fair.
Not bad. I pay you 10 grand, and you make me 15 million.
Teach me-- the science bit.
You got eight years, have you? I wanna shadow you.
I wanna watch what you do, how you do it. I'm a quick study.
I'll pay you 30 grand for the week. [ Cell Phone Rings ]
Fifty.
[ Beeps ] Wait. Yeah?
Get Loker down there with a camera.
Forty. [ Beeps ]
A cop's been shot. I'm on a retainer with the city.
Forty-five. Take it or leave it.
So, why is the F.B.I. on this?
Well, there was a shooting at a federal housing project. Ah, there he is.
Captain James, D.C. police. Dr. Cal Lightman.
Given our present situation, Lightman's the man. What is the situation?
One of the bullets rendered Officer Nick Hardy a quadriplegic.
He can't speak, he can't move,
and we can't get a clear response to any of our questions.
So you want me to help identify the shooters. Yes.
911 got a call from the Eastmont Projects.
Tenants heard shots, and they saw two kids running from the building in bloody shirts.
They were caught a few blocks away, but no shirts and no murder weapon.
But residue on one of their hands shows that he recently fired a gun.
But without the weapon, we can't prove it was the gun.
Yeah, and the surgeon says that Hardy doesn't even have much time.
Maybe a few days, but more than likely a few hours.
- Why are you so worried now? - That's one of my men in there.
You're concerned you don't have the whole story yet.
The kids that we picked up, they're just runners for a small-time dealer.
They never carried weapons, and they have no history of violent crime.
And then one day, they just shoot a cop.
No, see, I think someone told them to gun up.
But the question for you is, can you read a man who can barely move his eyes?
[ Man ] * Dream, send me a sign *
* Turn back the clock *
* Give me some time *
* I need to break out *
* Make a new name *
* Let's open our eyes *
* To the brand-new day **
Mrs. Hardy? I'm Cal Lightman.
You Sophie? How you doin', Sophie?
These are my colleagues.
They told me you'd come.
Mrs. Hardy, maybe I can take you and your daughter...
to get something to drink in the cafeteria.
I love you. We'll be right back.
Oh, he liked that.
The little muscles around the eyes.
They... contracted a bit,
so made him happy there.
While you're at it, Clara, try and get ahold of Foster.
Come on.
Nick, I'm here to help find out who did this to you.
I know you can't answer questions the way you normally would,
but you just think it,
and I'll try to do the rest, okay?
I wanna state for the record that the show-up is beyond unorthodox.
Shut up, Counselor.
- You're getting this, aren't you? - I'm getting this.
Good. All right, Nick, are you 90 years old?
Are you 30 years old?
There. Right there.
His pupils.
Can you bring those two over?
We need 'em right here.
I know you're-- you're tired, but I need you to concentrate, all right?
Were these two boys there when you were shot?
That's a positive affirmation. That's a yes to you, Counselor.
All right, one at a time.
Did this one shoot you?
Nothing. Okay.
And the other?
In you come, son.
Did this one shoot you?
There it is.
Right, well, they were both there when he was shot,
but this one, he pulled the trigger.
What's your next trick, reading tea leaves? This is all total garbage.
I'm giving my clients back to Social Services and taking them back to County.
No, you're not.
We know you were working with someone.
If you fess up now, we can protect you from that person.
Look at that. Oh, that's fear, that is.
[ Counselor ] Do not say anything. There are no questions here.
My clients have a right against self-incrimination.
They also have a right to self-preservation.
They cooperate, maybe we can cut a deal,
because we are gonna find who you were working for.
- We were doing a job for-- - You don't have to say anything.
We were slangin' drugs for Tevon, and so this cop creeped up on us.
In our neighborhood, someone comes up behind you,
you don't ask questions, you shoot.
It went down before we even knew he was the police.
He's lying. Clara, how do I know he's lying?
For 45 grand, why don't you tell me?
Okay. Uh, here we go.
It went down before we even knew he was the police.
There. Duping delight.
Some people can't help just the tiniest hint of a smile...
when they think they've got away with a lie.
Who's Tevon? Their language is all past tense.
It's like they're unconsciously cutting ties from this person.
Tevon's the dealer they clock for. He runs the projects.
Real scumbag.
May have been running drugs for him, but that's not who they were working for...
when they bumped into Hardy. Are you sure?
Yeah, I'm sure. Sure as the lie on his face.
So whoever they were really working for scares them enough...
that they would rather serve up Tevon.
Maybe there's a rival dealer trying to recruit some of Tevon's runners.
- We should go talk to him. - I already told you that's not who they were working for.
- Why do you wanna see him? - Well, the first rule of policing, Dr. Lightman--
- Oh, stop for coffee? - Follow every lead.
Hey, Emily. Hi.
Cal, we need to talk. Maybe alone. Uh-oh.
I'll just go get a snack while you two talk about Clara.
Oh, good grief. Sit down. What about Clara?
Our accountant says we can't make payroll next week.
- Terrific. Start the layoffs then. - The situation is serious.
And keeping your daughter here as buffer is not gonna keep me from yelling...
until I get through to you.
Calm down. What about Clara, formerly Mrs. Bailout?
Maybe she's more valuable than just a one-day ride-along.
Let me get this straight.
You're asking me to ask Clara for a loan?
She could know people, people with money who could use our services.
She's a client, Gillian. I don't ask clients for loans.
- And I don't mix business with pleasure. - Pleasure?
Yeah.
Hi.
If you want to discuss some kind of business deal, I'm open to it.
Well, that's much appreciated, but, you know, your money's no good here.
This would probably be a bad time...
to ask for the $300 I need for the dance.
Since when does it cost $300 to dance?
I need a new dress, shoes--
Hair. Manicure.
Well, clearly outnumbered here.
[ Bills Rustling ] There you go then.
Thank you. I want receipts.
I just keep coming to you with this problem, and you keep ignoring it.
- Well, find a loan then. - I know some money men.
I could help you with this. Ready?
Yes.
Whoa, whoa. You don't think you're coming along, do you?
Absolutely. No, she's my colleague.
Wherever I go, she goes. Fine, but she's signing a waiver.
Okay. [ Cal ] No, I tell you what.
Why don't you go with Foster and sign the necessary papers.
While you're at it, give her the names of those money men.
Glad to help. To the right.
Let's go before she comes back.
Tevon moves around the projects every few months.
Makes it harder for the U.C.'s to keep a bead on him.
Our intel says he's on the fourth floor.
Problem is, we don't know which apartment.
We're the cops. Who wants to be strip-searched?
Come on, man!
[ All Clamoring ]
Well, there's your apartment. It's the first one down on the left.
And how do you know that?
Put a drop of water in front of a swarm of ants.
They'll avoid it 'cause they think it's dangerous.
Kids steered clear of that apartment. Probably for the same reason.
All right.
Whoa, no, no. You're a civilian, all right? You stay in the stairwell.
All right. Well, can I have a badge and a gun? Can you deputize me?
[ Chuckles ] Yeah, nice try.
Listen, you get in any trouble, you call us.
All right. Thank you very much.
I walked this beat 20 years.
Pretty tough, all right? Mm-hmm.
[ Knocking ]
- Yeah? - Police. Tevon here?
Nah, Tevon ain't here.
Well, I guess we're just gonna have to wait for him then, huh?
- Yo, man, drop 'em! - Hey! Hey! Drop the gun! What are you doin'?
- We're cops! - Man, I got shot by a guy say they was cops before.
I ain't go for it then. Ain't going for it now.
- So y'all drop the gun, or I'm pulling the trigger. - [ Pistol Cocks ]
[ James ] Son, you are playing this all wrong.
Nah, man, what's wrong is y'all creepin' around my door tryin' to cap me, man.
Captain James, this is Officer Lightman. We've got SWAT outside,
and the sniper has the subject in sight through the south window.
Good. I hope they shoot your ass in the back of the head.
- Shut up, bitch! - Officer James, please respond. Do we green light the sniper?
Let me tell you something. Those snipers are gonna put a bullet in your brain...
unless you drop that gun right now.
You have three seconds. Put the gun down.
Put it down.
One, two--
All right, yo. I ain't know y'all was really cops, man.
Thought y'all was here to mess with my business. All right, cool, cool. Be easy.
- Put it down. - Be easy now. Cool.
Hey, man, look, all this is just one big honest mistake, all right?
I know it was. So was this. All right, cool.
Hey! Hey, come on, man. Take a walk, honey.
Hey! Hey, man!
Man, this ain't justice, man. Hey, what this is about?
Who's your deputy now then?
Yo, man, those kids are straight-up liars, man.
All I told 'em to do was run product.
And by product, I mean chewing gum. He's telling the truth.
Except for the gum part. See, man, listen to him.
What do you know about the cop that got shot?
Man, I don't know jack, man. Matter of fact, where my lawyer at?
Where's your stash, Tevon?
'Cause as far as I can tell, you got drugs hidden three feet from where I'm standing.
Listen, little English muffin, you ain't about to get in my head, man.
- Better get your ass a warrant. - Where am I gonna get a warrant, you wanker?
I'm not a cop.
All right then, how about... I start over here?
What do you think? Eh?
Hey, man. Come on, man, that ain't necessary. Come on, man.
What about in here?
All right, man, cool. All right, I'll tell you what you wanna know.
I'll tell you all I know.
Look, I heard a lot of loud shoutin' and some gunfire go on directly below me.
Then I seen those two punks diggin' out of the back lot.
Go on and ask your boy there. He'll tell you I'm tellin' the God honest truth.
Yeah, well, he's got a point. You heard shouting from below you?
Listen, Hardy was answering a domestic disturbance call.
The arguing was coming from the third floor,
but he was shot before he got to the right apartment.
Yeah, but did anyone talk to those tenants during the follow-up investigation?
There was some apartments where no one was home.
Maybe whoever was arguing downstairs saw someone with the shooters,
but they got too scared to talk, so they bolted.
[ Cal ] Yeah.
It's like I always say, "Follow every lead."
Right, Tevon?
Whatever, man.
[ Man ] I'm a little uncomfortable with this.
[ James ] Knock, say it's you, and he opens the door voluntarily.
I don't have three hours to wait for a warrant.
[ Cell Phone Rings ] Yeah. Lightman.
You ditched me, which is not good for business or pleasure.
It gave me minor pleasure.
[ Clara ] Yeah, sure.
Lightman, is this what I'm paying for?
Hey.
[ Clara ] Lightman, are you there? How you doin'?
Lightman? Good.
Yeah? Lightman.
What's your name? Olivia.
What? Who's Olivia?
Is that your doll?
Can I have a look?
Here, take a seat.
It's all right. I won't bite you.
What the hell is going on?
I'm on the phone with a very mean lady...
who wants me to hear her secret.
I don't wanna hear her secret. I wanna hear yours.
You got a secret, don't you, Olivia?
Such professional behavior. I can't imagine why your company's drowning in red ink.
Lightman, are you-- [ Beeps ]
Mr. Jenkins isn't home.
He's dead.
- Oh, yeah? When did he die? - [ Olivia ] Last night.
I saw them taking him away in a bag.
Who took him?
The corner men. It said it on their backs.
Hey, uh, sweetheart,
do you mean the coroners took him away?
Did they have "Coroner" written in yellow on the back of their jackets?
Uh-huh. And they had a belt like yours.
Oh, you mean a belt with a gun?
Like the police. Uh-huh.
How many cops work these projects?
- About a dozen. - I want pictures.
- I got the district book in my car, but-- - I'll grab it on the way out.
You're taking a hell of a leap that cops were moving this body.
How's a little girl supposed to know if what she saw in the middle of the night...
were coroners, criminals or cops?
Coroners don't have guns, and criminals don't carry their weapons in holsters.
Right, Olivia?
See?
Where is he?
Where's Lightman? He left before us.
I thought he was here already. That was the morgue.
No 70-year-old white males have come in in the past 24 hours.
Plus, there were no signs of foul play at Jenkins's apartment.
It's like the old man just vanished. And none of this means...
it was cops taking a body out of the building.
Well, that's what we're trying to find out. Follow every lead, remember?
And there isn't a single witness who was at the scene...
to corroborate your theory. Actually, there was a witness.
And I think I know why Lightman isn't here.
All right, Nick, these are pictures of the cops that work those projects.
Let's see if any of them were there when you were laying on the floor, shall we?
All right.
That's Officer Hollander.
That's confirmation. Well done, mate.
And another. Your pupils are on fire.
You're on a roll.
And again.
You've been holding on long enough just to tell me this, haven't you?
Do you want me to help you say good-bye to your family?
Right then.
Hey.
Hi.
Um, your husband wants you to know something.
He wants to tell you something. I'm gonna translate, if that's okay.
Mm-hmm.
[ Cal ] Okay, Nick,
when Janine was with you earlier, you were happy.
You showed happiness.
Is that 'cause you love her?
Yeah, that's a yes.
I'm seeing remorse. Am I reading that right?
We had been fighting.
He was working long hours, and-- and I wanted him home more...
[ Sniffles ] where he'd be safe.
Yeah.
Nick, do you care about any of that anymore?
No, he loves you very much.
You and Sophie.
Always will.
You can't fake that look.
[ Crying ]
What-- What's he saying now?
Nothing.
He's gone. I'm sorry.
What? [ Sobs ]
No. [ Monitor Beeping Fast ]
[ Steady Beep ]
[ Crying ]
How did you read remorse on him?
I didn't. I read it on her.
[ James ] All these men are in the same unit. They cover the Eastmont Projects.
But why would my men sneak a body out in the middle of the night...
and leave one of their own to die?
I know. It doesn't seem sporting, does it?
We're gonna need a lot more information before we confront these officers.
We got a 70-year-old white male matching our description that just turned up.
You see? The coroner just misplaced the body in the morgue.
It happens all the time. I knew my guys were clean.
Yeah, but we didn't find this body in the morgue.
We found it in a Dumpster three blocks from the projects, in a body bag, like that girl said.
Badly beaten and stabbed to death.
All right. Let's see how you handle the morgue.
[ Sighs ]
Yeah, that's Mr. Jenkins, all right.
Okay, I I.D.'d the guy. Now I gotta go back to running the building.
Hey, what are you so ashamed of, eh? Nothing.
You see my face? You see the expression on my face?
What does it say to you? Does it say anger? It say impatience?
I'm just creeped out by the dead bodies. Really?
Yeah. All right, come here. Come here.
Look at this guy. Go on. Look at him.
You see, you are telling the truth...
when you say that you're creeped out, but why no shame for this one?
What's your problem with Jenkins over there?
Oh, nothing. You asked me to come identify Mr. Jenkins--
That's a lie. That's a lie right there.
Come here. Identify him again. Identify him again.
It's Mr. Jenkins.
- I don't get this. It's deceit. - Why are you lying about this man's name?
I don't have to be here, you know. You don't have no authority--
Let me explain something to you.
Your buildings are registered as Section Eight housing.
That's a federal program. So trust me. I have the authority.
Why don't you take a wild guess on what this is? Problem.
That's a tenant list.
The unit Jenkins lived in was registered with the federal government...
as a Mr. Kashdan.
There's hundreds of tenants, covering three buildings. I can't keep track of them.
- That's a lie. - All right, how about we try this again?
What do you know about Jenkins's death? I don't know anything.
That building is filled with junkies and gangbangers.
The place is dangerous. Okay, that's lie number two.
One more of those, right, and I'm gonna let Reynolds and James out there...
flip a coin over who locks you up tonight.
I'll take heads.
Look, I converted the building to Section Eight housing.
I provide an apartment. The feds pay me 90% of the rent.
But you know what you really get is a building full of crackheads and ex-cons.
Look, things just got out of hand.
You know, I'm smelling fear here. Yeah.
Of this one.
And this one.
And these other two.
How does he know that?
Eyelids. Uppers are severely raised. Lowers are tensed.
Why are you so afraid of these cops?
Look, a few years ago,
they tell me they gonna round up all the skells in the building...
and force them out, whether they gonna go or not.
And I will replace the crackheads and the hookers...
with people who won't completely ruin the place.
But you'd leave the original tenants on the federal register...
so that the government would continue to pay their rents.
So you would get two rents per unit.
- I didn't get any of the money. The cops kept it all. - [ Cal ] Uh-uh.
Okay. I got 10% of the money,
but the cops took the rest of it-- six figures a year.
[ Cal ] And you told no one about this?
Who am I supposed to go to when the problem are the police?
Did you kill Jenkins?
- No. - That's true.
Jenkins threatened to rat if we didn't cut him in.
He was a bigmouth, crazy old man.
I tried to tell him not to make waves.
[ Ben ] Chen's testimony alone isn't gonna be enough.
His name is the only name on those rent documents.
Nothing leads us to the cops.
Well, let me have a crack at the shooters then.
Look, these kids, they know the cops can get 'em anyway, even in prison.
That's why they panicked and shot Officer Hardy and tried to serve Tevon up.
Nothing scares a con like a dirty cop.
If Hardy hadn't stumbled on those kids--
It's what cops call "mutt-luck."
You all right there, Captain?
'Cause I'm sensing a little guilt.
Yeah, well, you'd feel guilty, too,
if you assigned a man with a wife and daughter to the beat that got him killed.
Listen, uh, we'll take over the investigation from here.
I appreciate everything you guys have done.
Likewise. Okay.
[ Door Opens, Closes ]
[ Emily ] Now? Yeah, go on.
Okay, okay.
Ta-da! Aw!
Look at you.
You look beautiful, Em. [ Laughs ] Thank you.
I can't believe you made me get dressed here.
Well, you know, for 300 bucks, at least I should get a picture, right?
There. Lovely. Okay.
[ Chuckles ] [ Cell Phone Chirps ]
There was a time when me and your mum couldn't get you into a dress.
I used to eat nothing but yellow foods, too, but things change.
Well, I wish they didn't have to.
So, what's going on with you tonight?
I'm working late. I've got a client.
Oh, with Clara.
What? No, it's business.
No, that's-- that's a lie. I can see that thing your eyes are doing.
What? They did it again.
Do me a favor. You'd have better luck reading a Chinese phone book.
All right, here we go. Oh.
Right. Now, you see this? Mm-hmm.
No less than six inches between you and Dick.
Dad. What?
Come on. It's Richard, and you know it.
Oh, in that case, 12 inches. [ Laughing ]
Ahhh. You got a coat?
Uh, yeah. This is a coat. That's not a coat.
- Yes. It's a shrug. - You look great.
I could spend a fortune and not look half as good.
Thank you.
Have fun with your client.
You have fun too.
The equity fund managers are waiting in the board room. We should go.
- We're gonna be late. - Good luck. You can fill me in over dinner.
So to speak. Or not.
Focus.
Right. John and George, right, they're talking about a new secretary.
And John says, "I took her out last night, and we went at it all night,
and I think she's better than my wife."
So the next day, George comes in, he says,
"I took her out last night, and we went at it all night.
I think you're right. I think she is better than your wife."
[ Laughs ] [ Laughs ]
Right. Well, you're the boss, you know,
'cause everyone else, they waited just a millisecond before they laughed.
You, you laughed, but in truth, you found it offensive, right?
Being the family man that you are, right?
You got turned on by it.
And you-- Well, you'd heard it before, but you laughed anyway.
Your laugh was fake, so--
That's what we do, gentlemen. We read people.
If you're lying, cheating or deceiving,
your face will let us know before anything you're saying ever does.
Right. I look forward to working with you.
You sure know how to show a girl a good time.
Oh, it's been a while, has it?
You know, everyone needs a reminder now and then.
So, what's this really all about, Clara, eh?
I don't follow.
Well, that's 'cause you've been too busy trying to lead, haven't you?
Hmm. Well, I paid good money for that privilege.
Do me a favor. Forty-five grand?
That's chump change for someone like you, isn't it?
If you were really interested in what I do, you would've made a play for me by now.
Well, no, I mean, not a play for me. A play for the firm.
Over your dead body.
So, what's your game, Cal?
[ Cell Phone Rings ]
[ Ringing ]
[ Beeps ] Hello, Em.
What? Say that again.
All right, you say nothing until I get there.
You understand? Nothing.
What's wrong? You take the car.
Bastards arrested my daughter for drugs. Hey!
[ Cab Drives Away ]
Cal Lightman. Where's my daughter?
Mr. Lightman, let's talk in here.
Where's my daughter, Officer?
I can understand your concern, also being a dad.
These kids today, huh?
So where is she?
Take a breath. It's okay. She's coming.
Seriously, take a breath, pal.
No, see, 'cause I just want her back.
You're gonna let her go, right?
You seem like a smart guy, doting dad.
We all make mistakes. Correct?
Oh, yeah, yeah.
There a reason not to let her go?
I don't know. I can't think of one, you know.
All right, well, thank you.
Don't mention it.
- That's it then? - You tell me if that's it.
- I think we understand each other. - Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah.
There she is now.
Dad, I didn't do it. I didn't do anything.
I know that, love. Absolutely, sweetheart. Count yourself lucky, Emily.
Most kids around here don't get bail when they're caught with enough cocaine...
for an intent to distribute.
Come on. Let's-- Let's go, Dad. Come on.
I wanna officially notify you that this is now an F.B.I. investigation.
Wait a minute. I came down here because you told me...
you were looking for a new focus in the investigation.
Yeah, and the new focus is the relationship...
between you and your boy Hollander.
I told you I'd take care of Hollander and his men.
You crossed the line. That was my daughter. Yeah, and I'm sorry about that.
That had better be genuine concern for my Emily,
'cause as you can see, my blood is well up and my judgment is way out of whack.
So keep talking. Those men were totally out of line.
The other night, you lied about the reasons for your guilt.
You are to blame for Hardy's death, but not because you sent him off to the projects,
but because you're up to your eyes in this...
with Hollander and his thugs, or should I say your thugs.
And that wasn't a bloody question. You know what?
This is a lot more complicated than you think. Why?
Whose side are you on, James?
'Cause on the one hand you grieve for Hardy's death, right?
But somehow, you're involved with the men responsible for it, so--
- He was a good man. - James, save the B.S. for his widow and answer the question.
You guys think that I'm running a crew of dirty cops?
- No, I don't think it. I see it. - Why are you protecting them?
I'm not protecting them. No, you're protecting yourself.
I'm coming at you, James, with everything I got. You know that, don't you?
Not just because of my daughter, but because of Hardy's wife and kid.
You do remember them.
A lot of people in those projects are good people, just trying to live their lives,
which is hard enough without dealers and pimps and scumbags.
Yeah, well, I-- I smell police vigilantism.
Well, the people in that building call it safety.
You don't have to see what we see,
day after day, year after year.
Four years ago, I pulled a baby out of a Dumpster for the last time.
And that's when I had Hollander and his crew set an example...
of a couple of the problem tenants...
so the rest of the trash would know...
that they were not tolerated in my projects.
Your projects? My projects! Somebody's gotta own 'em.
If we just did things by the book,
which doesn't exist anyway, nothing would get done.
I swear on my mother's grave...
I didn't know Hollander was running a rent scam.
And I didn't know anything about any killings.
So you really believe that you were doing good there?
- I know I was doing good. - I mean, you can't be that naive.
Naive? No. Arrogant.
Arrogant enough to believe that my men would never let me down.
Yeah, well, they did.
So you're gonna help us end this if it's the last thing you do.
You're gonna go pick up Hollander and bring him back here.
We'll grab the other two.
[ Police Dispatch Chatter ]
Officer Tressler. F.B.I. You're under arrest.
You can't just arrest an officer of the law 'cause you feel like it.
Come on. Let's go. Let's go.
Now you know how my daughter felt.
Excuse me.
Oh, there he is.
I'm glad you could come.
What's the matter? Did I strike a nerve?
What, don't you like being yanked out of your life to be here with me?
You got nothing on me. This is bull.
How's your daughter doing? Oh, she's doing fine.
Grades have dropped a bit. Now, the boys have already started talking.
We just got a couple of quick questions for you.
[ Door Buzzes ]
[ Door Closes ]
You have no right to keep us here. Get me a lawyer.
People who show genuine guilt and remorse are more likely to confess.
You read that on which one? [ Ria ] Officer Tressler.
At the police station, Lightman read that Tressler wasn't comfortable...
with what his partners were doing to Emily.
Yeah, if a member of a group dynamic feels...
that the group has strayed from its moral code,
that member's discomfort manifests itself...
in physical distancing from the group,
microexpressions of disagreement.
And Lightman said that this guy was showing all of those at the precinct.
He's doing it right now. He's on the opposite side of the room.
Hi.
How you doin'? You all right?
He's the worst kind of cop, don't you think? He's a good cop.
See how his voice trailed off? He doesn't believe that.
I'm sorry. Uh, could you say that again?
It's mind games. It's all mind games.
You know, you can go. Yeah, we don't need you anymore.
We got him. Yeah, off you go.
What? Oh, you're scared, are you?
You scared to leave without your boyfriend here?
- [ Door Closes ] - I think I want a lawyer.
He used the word "think." He's equivocating. He wants to unburden himself.
I think I know what Captain James was doing,
or thought he was doing, in those projects.
He was taking out the trash, right?
Ooh, look at you. That's pride, that is.
He's puffed up like a peacock.
Lawyer. [ Cal ] No, that's fair enough.
Yeah, you can have a lawyer. But I'm not asking you to say anything to incriminate you.
Not verbally anyway.
- His face already told me he killed Hardy. - That's a lie! I did not.
No, no. Sorry. Had him killed. Had him killed.
That's it, right? Yeah.
Those kids--
- It was an accident. - Well, now we're gettin' somewhere.
Okay, okay, we're through. We're through here. Let's go.
Here we go.
You left Hardy, a father and a husband, to bleed out alone.
- He's gonna do you next. You know that, don't you? - Shut up! That's enough!
Make me.
Go on. Make me.
No. I want you to.
Make me.
Then you went after my daughter. No.
No? Well, his Adam's apple says yes, you know.
Look at it. It's like a cork in a storm.
And you see that look? That's very common on people with intent to commit murder.
Sixteen, my daughter. She's 16.
Some man you are, eh? Don't look at him. He can't help you.
I didn't want to.
Didn't want to what? What, threaten my family?
No, but you did, though, didn't you? You went along with it, didn't you?
- 'Cause you're scared of him. - I'm not. No.
No? Coffee break?
Yes. Get some tea. Yeah, it's about that time.
Wait! I only knew about the two boys killing Jenkins!
- [ Door Buzzes ] - Excuse me?
We saw Hardy lying there bleeding out, but Jenkins was already dead.
- His apartment door was wide open. - [ Hollander ] That's enough.
We closed it, and we moved the body later.
You killed Jenkins to shut him up about your rent scam.
That it? That's it. I just wanted to make a few extra bucks.
And then this Jenkins guy starts causing trouble. [ Hollander ] Shut up.
What are you doing? You're smarter than this.
Next thing I know, Hollander tells me that he's dead and we have to move the body.
Whoa! Lightman!
You know, prison's too good for you, mate.
But I suppose it'll have to do.
I've made a couple of calls. I've let 'em know you're coming.
I said 45 grand, by the way.
Well, consider it a discount for ditching me. Yeah.
Hey. So, uh, Captain James will cut a deal,
but the rest of them are looking at a life sentence.
Well, if I was on James's jury,
I'd be inclined to give him a second chance.
Here. Hmm.
Would you like some more good news?
Yeah. You got the loan?
Seven figures. It'll keep us afloat for at least a year--
long enough to get us back on our feet.
Congratulations.
Yeah. Well done, Foster.
Thank Clara for getting us in touch with the equity firm.
I'm just excited we're gonna be working together.
Excuse me? Come again?
Well, as the majority investor of that equity firm,
I can't wait to turn this place into the cash cow it should be.
Sky's the limit. I'll leave you two to celebrate.
I'll call you tomorrow to talk over some details.
What, your place or mine? Well, your place is mine now.
That's the best you can do?
So you've been hanging around with me...
for, you know, a few days now.
That makes you an expert, does it? I told you, I'm a quick study.
I believe in business and pleasure.
I'm proud of you.
For what? Admit it.
You were holding out for more than just a handshake.
You're enjoying this, aren't you?
Seven figures.
You know, this is all your fault.
You're welcome.