[GILLIAN SOBBING]
[♪♪]
Oh, there he is.
Zach Morstein, in the flesh.
Boy genius.
Inventor of the latest
get-laid-quick program
for the socially challenged.
What an honor.
Hannah.
Hannah had me
sitting in reception
with my thumb up my bum
for six whole minutes,
which, for me,
is five minutes too long.
SeekOut.
Is that the best
you could come up with?
Too rude to be a reporter,
too wrinkled to be an attorney.
He says,
referring to the lawsuit,
which should have him
changing his underwear
three times a day.
So you founded the company
with these two.
And then you nobbled
the one on the left,
using some legal loophole
just before you were about
to make billions.
And you enjoyed
every minute of it.
You read microexpressions.
Saw an article on that once.
Kyle wouldn't risk his lawsuit
on some mind reader
so you must be working
for Claire.
In the time you spent
developing this program
did it ever occur to you
to just buy a girl a drink?
So I just point the phone
at a girl that I fancy
then I sniff
through her laundry,
just a little bit,
until I figure out
what it takes
to get into her panties.
Excuse me?
Claire and I have been friends
since freshman year.
You can tell her
she's safe.
Define safe.
[RYAN STAR'S
"BRAND NEW DAY" PLAYING]
♪ 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 ♪
CAL:
Okay, Claire, you were right.
You were about to get shafted.
You just told me
Zach said I was safe.
With a smirk on his face.
That's contempt, that is.
So you're saying
he is going to squeeze me out
just like he did to Kyle.
Now that you know that,
you can be ready.
You can fight back.
I don't wanna fight Zach.
He's my best friend.
Who you sent me to suss out.
You do that to all
your best friends?
You may have been close once,
but you're not now.
So, what happened?
Things change.
CAL: Such as?
He's changed.
And you haven't.
Maybe SeekOut has changed
both of you.
Business is never easy.
This isn't just business, is it?
This is personal. What'd you do?
Nothing.
Well, that's not what he thinks.
So this is my fault?
Are you asking
or are you saying?
Cal.
What?
Come on.
That's all right, love.
Give me time.
I'm very bloody good at this.
Thank you for your help.
CAL: You're welcome.
Gillian, you've always
been there for me.
Claire, I did try
to warn you.
And I thought
we were best friends.
Thank you.
I'm so sorry this is happening
to you, Claire.
Don't be.
I own part
of a billion-dollar company.
According to Dr. Lightman
the smartest person I know
is planning to take it.
You're welcome.
At least now I know
the intelligent move
is to hire
the best lawyer I can.
I'll call you later.
"Shafted"?
I asked you to be gentle,
and you opened with "shafted"?
I was being gentle.
You should've seen
the bastard's face.
As her therapist--
Ex-therapist.
You work with me now.
This is that personal to you,
is it?
Sound like anyone you know?
Now, hang on.
No, it'll come to me.
It's on the tip
of my tongue.
I'm so glad I work with you now
for Claire's sake.
Because it puts me
in a much better position
to protect her
from this Zach person.
You can do that
without prejudice?
Oh, now you're just being silly.
The day Kyle was fired,
his shares were diluted
and his stake in the company
went from 25 percent to 2.
Kyle sued Zach the next day.
Says SeekOut was his idea,
and Zach took all the credit.
Best friends
at each other's throats,
with Claire
caught in the middle.
Well, she picked a side
pretty quickly.
Everything I've read said she's
a loyal member of Team Zach.
You don't know her.
So I take it Claire
is like family or something?
She's a paying client.
Don't look at me like that.
You know, we're on your side,
Foster.
Good. Stop pushing, okay?
According to Lightman,
and I'm just saying,
Claire is hiding something.
She's torn
between two friends.
Friends mean
the world to Claire.
I mean, if Kyle asked
for her help, she'd give it.
So this diluted shares thing.
I mean, could Zach do that
to Claire too?
Depends on her contract.
Which we don't have.
Yeah, which is weird,
since she hired us.
She did hire us, right?
You're doing it again.
Actually, to be fair,
you're doing that thing you hate
when Lightman does it.
A personal favor
on company time.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Dr. Lightman?
Screw you.
Where you going?
Marquis Turner.
It's Key. Just Key.
Street name?
You have Ria send me
into your empty office
for an interview,
just so happened to have
a hundred bucks
lying around as some test?
You was gonna take it.
But I didn't.
Because you knew
I was watching.
I'm smarter than that.
So are you Ria's
charity case, are you?
Come on,
don't knock charity.
Who's knocking it?
There was a time once,
where I come from,
all I had was charity.
She warned me about you.
Is this the interview?
So is that why you're here,
then?
A little Latina action?
Yeah, that, and a job.
What kind of job?
One that pays.
Makes an honest man
out of you?
Come on. Did I say that?
Here.
What you want me
to do with this?
Follow him.
You work it out.
Expenses.
[EMILY MOANING]
Heart problem?
More like lungs.
We just ran 3 miles.
What are you doing, Liam?
He's about
to stretch my hamstrings.
This is the best way.
How's that feel, Em?
Deep breaths.
Oh, yeah.
[EMILY MOANING]
How you doing, Dad?
Where's my gun?
He has to do this
or else I get stiff.
Other leg.
Okay.
I'll get it, son.
Dad, you're hurting me.
No pain, no gain.
Right, Liam?
Come on,
I'm not a turkey.
You're not doing it right,
Dr. Lightman.
Oh, terribly sorry.
EMILY:
Oh, yeah.
Just like that.
Oh, yeah.
[PHONE RINGING]
You have no idea
how happy I am you called,
Foster.
Slow down, darling.
[♪♪]
I was too late.
I just came by
to check on her.
I was trying to save her.
Come here, darling.
Thank you.
[SOBBING]
Here.
You catch a lot of criminals
in that get-up, do you?
Foster, you okay?
You called her?
Shock.
Drink your water.
Forty minutes
it took you to get here.
WALLOWSKI:
I was off-duty
and it's a big city.
CAL: Nice date, was it?
You got a problem with that?
CAL:
No, I got a problem with
a young girl just been killed.
And the floor's just fallen
out of Gill's world.
WALLOWSKI:
Which is why I got here as fast
as I could to add this homicide
to the pile of five others
I already have on my desk.
CAL:
Yeah.
You're the one
that's having a rough night.
And I noticed the door was--
Was open.
It was cracked just a little.
Um.
So I went in.
She was still breathing.
Um, I took my scarf
and I put, uh,
pressure on the wound
and it got soaked
really fast.
So then I called 911
and, um,
and then I called you.
And then
I kept my hands there
for, uh,
what felt like forever
until the paramedics arrived.
And was anyone there
when you arrived?
Outside, maybe?
No, I don't think so,
but I wasn't--
You know, I didn't, uh,
know that Claire had been hurt
so I wasn't...
I wasn't...
looking for that.
I'm very sorry for your loss,
Gillian.
I'll take that cup of coffee
now, please.
[CLEARS THROAT]
That's Kyle.
You should take Dr. Foster
home now.
CAL:
He's the one
suing Zach Morstein.
What's he doing here?
The SeekOut app
on Claire's phone
puts Kyle at her apartment
at the time of the murder.
He's not your killer.
If he was,
he'd have guilt all over him.
He's scared. He's confused.
WALLOWSKI:
Maybe he's hiding the guilt.
The nearest cell tower
also puts Kyle
at Claire's apartment.
Our techs say
that's impossible to fake.
Your techs,
have they met Zach Morstein?
I go with the evidence I've got.
That's my job.
Do cops
have good health insurance?
What?
For hearing loss.
Listen to me
very carefully.
That is not your killer.
Do you know what
half a billion dollars
worth of angry feels like?
Can we go now?
Home?
Seriously?
That's my girl.
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING INDISTINCTLY
OVER HEADPHONES]
You didn't even
take the night off.
Claire would be touched
to know
how much she meant to you.
Do you know who I am?
Who I was to Claire?
You're a shrink
and Claire had
emotional problems.
Inflection went down
when you said her name.
You want control.
Vocal stress analysis.
Awesome.
Which one of you
reads palms?
CAL:
I bet yours are sweaty.
And hairy.
Maybe this was a suicide.
Or maybe you killed her.
I'm guessing
you have trust issues.
It's not really a guess
seeing as I know
you keep Googling
your daughter's boyfriend,
Liam.
Claire was your best friend,
but she was hiding
something from you.
I just love watching
your little brain work.
It's adorable.
If I was gonna kill anyone,
wouldn't I just kill Kyle?
The man
who's taking you to court.
That would make you
a prime suspect.
Ah, but I'm a super genius.
I would just kill him
and frame someone else.
Or is that sounding
a little far-fetched?
Claire was screwing you.
I don't mean like that.
You haven't got the guts
to buy a girl a drink.
I mean, she was screwing you
business-wise.
Yeah.
I mean like that.
She had a secret,
and you know it.
Interesting.
If you knew exactly
what she was hiding.
But you don't.
This face-reading thing
really works, huh?
CAL:
I met a little boy once.
He was about 10.
He didn't have to say anything.
I knew just what he did.
His eyebrows were raised up.
Just like yours are now,
and his jaw was slack.
He couldn't believe
what he had just gone and done.
You are so bloody clever.
You can figure out
just about anything.
Except people, which is what
pisses you off the most.
Claire turned on you.
And just like that little boy,
you threw a wobbler.
But instead of kicking
the family cat, like him,
you killed your best friend.
Hackers in China
tried to take down
our servers last year.
They failed.
They broke into Google,
but they couldn't beat my code.
If I was going
to kill anyone,
it would be
just like my programs.
Totally airtight.
That's a sworn statement saying
SeekOut's entirely my creation
and Kyle Putnam
is due nothing.
Claire signed this
two days ago.
So you see,
Claire didn't turn on me.
She wasn't
going to help Kyle.
Unlike you and your cat,
I had no reason to kill her.
Did you know that Einstein
couldn't do maths?
Every genius has his weakness,
genius.
[♪♪]
CAL:
You been to the doctor yet?
About your ears?
Kyle called Claire three times
the day she was murdered.
Why would he do that?
Not for nothing,
but when I got him in interview
he looked
pretty guilty to me.
Well, if you tell someone
often enough
that they're guilty,
pretty soon they're gonna start
looking guilty, don't you think?
I'm right about him.
Well, then shouldn't you be
out there
feeling his collar
instead of flirting with me?
Feeling his collar?
Arresting him.
Or just to cover your ass
you could get Zach and Kyle
and put them in the cube.
Sounds like a hot date to me.
Well, Kyle is hiding behind
the great wall of lawyers.
And as for Zach, I can't
just haul people in here,
accuse them of murder
without a good reason.
I'm telling you he did it.
You and Foster
went through a lot last night.
You got an ax to grind here,
and I understand that,
but I don't need your help
with this one.
If you need mine, just ask.
Is it like a ringing noise
in your ears?
Do you want me
to take a look at that for you?
I am a doctor, you know.
[♪♪]
Can I help you?
Depends.
You got any mustard?
That's a first edition
from Lightman's office.
Why do people do that?
Do what?
Say "Can I help you"
when you really mean
"Who the hell are you?"
Mustard?
Fridge.
And I know who you are.
Well, who are you?
Loker. Eli.
Door.
Mm.
Did Lightman hire you?
Gave me a hundred bucks.
ELI:
Oh, for what?
Charity.
That doesn't
really sound like Lightman.
What's he got you doing?
I need to know what you got
from Zach's employees.
We are scouring the web.
We're looking for anyone
who Zach may have
recently fired.
Maybe
one will know something
about the secret
between Zach and Claire.
Kyle knows more about
Zach and Claire than anyone.
We need to get him talking.
You're gonna clean that up?
That's not my mess.
So you're not gonna
clean it up, then.
CAL:
Nice place, this.
Good coffee, free WiFi,
no cellmates.
Relax. Calm down,
I'm on your side.
So did you really call Claire
the day she was killed
or did Zach
plant that evidence too?
What'd you talk about?
I'm not, uh, saying anything
without my attorneys.
Then you're screwed,
aren't you?
What do you mean?
When I was about 10
my dad accused me of smoking
one of his cheap cigars.
He said if I come clean,
he'd forget about it.
So I told him that I did it.
And that bastard
walloped me anyway.
I mean, he really
went to town on me.
What's this have to do
with my lawyers?
Nothing. They're great
if you're negotiating
for 25 percent
of the company.
But 25 percent
of a life sentence
for a crime
you didn't commit...
Well, then you're getting
walloped anyway, aren't you?
You trying
to clear your name?
When we were in college,
Zach liked this girl,
but he was too shy
to talk to her.
So he hacked
the local cell network
and read her texts
to try to get to know her.
Now, these programs,
they left these hidden files.
Like bread crumbs.
Now if Zach left
these same files last night,
I can prove
that he's framing me.
No power at home?
Plenty. It's just that
the news vans
are a little distracting.
Why'd you call her?
We were still friends.
I heard Zach was pissed
after your visit. I just...
I wanted to make sure
she was okay.
Okay.
I've got power at my office.
And WiFi.
No news vans, though.
Come on.
By the way,
I did smoke that cigar.
Just saying.
[♪♪]
So...
what're you looking for,
detective?
Not exactly sure yet.
Still waiting
on the autopsy report.
Some people read faces.
I read crime scenes.
Oh, yeah?
School books
in a million dollar penthouse.
Little girl
making grown-up money.
Oy.
You read this yet,
detective?
How do you reckon Grandma
ended up
face down by the sofa?
Knocked over in the struggle.
Okay.
What?
What, in the middle
of a crime scene?
Foster would kill me.
Not if you don't tell her.
Seriously?
Are you smoking crack?
Right, yeah. No.
Yeah.
Bear with me.
You're gonna
love this one.
You're Claire.
Claire had sex
before she was killed.
Oh, my God,
you're good.
[KEVIN AND THE OCTAVES'
"WE AIN'T GOT FAR TO GO"
PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]
♪ Sound waves crash
On my head ♪
[CHATTERING]
♪ I can't seem to get away ♪
Well, aren't you
the lady killer?
Are you familiar
with Einstein's definition
of insanity?
Yup. Doing the same thing
over and over again
and expecting
different results.
It's kind of like you,
really.
Coming in here,
night after night,
thinking that
this will be the night
you finally belong.
Well, actually,
I'm surrounded by friends.
And ignoring the people
right next to you.
But they're not ignoring me.
Well, yeah.
You're a young billionaire.
It's open season.
Especially
now you're single.
I was wondering how long
it was gonna take
to land on sex as a motive.
That wasn't my idea.
I got it from Claire.
There's
a proportional relationship
between how crazy a girl is
and how slutty she is.
Claire had been in therapy
for years.
You do the math.
So the whore had it coming.
Claire was so lucky
to have you in her life.
You know who's really nuts?
Therapists.
Your friend Foster
must be a real hellcat.
[♪♪]
All that anger
just over sex.
You're Freud's wet dream,
you are.
Take a good long look,
Lightman.
Claire and I were best friends.
Nothing more.
Period.
Well, someone had sex with her
before she was killed.
Wasn't me. I had nothing
to do with this.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I have a funeral
to attend in the morning,
and I'd really like
to get drunk first.
Morning, sunshine.
Oh.
Uh, I wanna
show you something.
Why didn't you tell us
about you and Claire?
What?
Claire.
You were sleeping with her,
weren't you?
No, I was not.
"Was not."
As opposed to "wasn't."
Extra emphasis
to sell the lie.
I can't talk about this.
Why? Because you're the one
who killed her?
No.
I'm the one that found her,
remember?
And I watched her choke
while I tried to stop
the bleeding.
Please.
But the hole
that the knife made...
it was just too big.
I didn't kill her.
I swear.
Now tell me
you didn't love her.
Now, why would
he keep that a secret?
You got me.
Claire was smart,
funny, beautiful.
Guess she just didn't mean
that much to you.
You don't know Zach.
He invades your life.
He controls everything.
Why were you
friends with him?
You don't decide
to be friends with Zach.
He decides for you.
Being friends with Zach
has its benefits.
Nice watch, by the way.
When Claire and I started
we knew
that Zach would freak,
and so we agreed
to keep it a secret.
But Zach found out somehow.
You know this for a fact?
He never said a word.
But one day he trusted me,
and the next I was out.
It looked like
Claire was next.
You need to tell someone this,
Kyle.
The fact
that I was sleeping with her
only makes me look more guilty.
But I found the bread crumbs.
I think so.
I just need to run
a few more tests.
All right, run them.
Stop.
Go back.
You totally lost me.
These were the invisibles
that Zach left.
And if we can trace them
back to his IP--
That sounds like a doddle.
What's an invisible?
It's a hidden file.
Well, actually these
are more like ghost files.
Does anyone here
speak English?
No.
What the hell did you do?
It's not me, it's Zach.
He planted a worm.
You set off a virus
in my network?
What's it doing now?
KYLE: It's deleting everything.
Your files, mine,
the damn bread crumbs.
No matter how smart
you think you are,
Zach is always smarter.
I can trace the virus. Prove
that he destroyed evidence.
CAL:
No, don't bother.
It's bound to be perfect.
Totally airtight.
Just lost the only proof
that Zach framed me.
What am I supposed to do?
Mexico is nice.
Shazza.
I have a warrant
for Kyle Putnam's arrest.
[♪♪]
So if you happen to see him,
will you tell him
to turn himself in?
CAL:
Detective.
All right, detective.
Why are we all here
at this late hour?
Client being investigated?
For the murder, no.
No, I just wanted to talk
to Claire's best friend.
I was hoping you could help.
Anything I can do.
Do you know
if Claire was seeing anyone?
I think she was involved
with Kyle.
WALLOWSKI:
Really?
Because I can't find
any proof of that.
Well, I'm sure
if you check phone records,
IMs, texts, you know.
So how did you know about this?
Did you see them kissing?
Holding hands?
Did Claire
ever actually tell you
that she was
sleeping with Kyle?
[ZACH CLEARS THROAT]
It was just office gossip.
I should've
mentioned it earlier,
but I didn't wanna tarnish
Claire's memory with a rumor.
Are we done here?
Well, everything that I've been
able to find, thus far,
it indicates
that they were only friends.
We need some kind of hard,
physical evidence
and I have to prove that
there was something else
or Kyle will walk.
All work and no play
makes Zach
a crashing bore.
Something like that.
You're on private property.
While you're at it
you might wanna tell them
how you got those.
They're private messages
between Kyle and Claire, right?
You don't know what you saw.
CAL:
Ahem.
Kyle does.
CAL:
That's the evidence
Wallowski needs.
Patched into your machine, Zach.
You were spying on us.
Kyle. Isn't there a warrant
out for your arrest?
How did you find these?
They were anonymous.
Created to hide your affair.
These prove that you were
sleeping with her.
And the fact
that you hacked in
proves that you knew about it.
CAL:
So, what was the point?
I mean, really.
You're gonna leak those
to Wallowski?
Put him away for good?
Well, that's very clever.
You just gave us your motive,
Einstein.
I have signed documents
that prove Claire wasn't
helping him with the lawsuit.
Do him in the break room,
for all I care.
CAL:
But you do care, don't you?
Because you loved her.
Claire and I
were just friends.
No. You wanted
more than just a friendship.
I mean, all those brains,
right?
Claire Hanson
breaks your little heart.
I'm worth a billion dollars.
Women throw themselves at me.
But not Claire.
I'd risk everything I've built
for one piece of ass?
CAL:
No, not you.
Never you.
But this was about
something else.
Isn't it, son?
What do you mean?
Three friends in a boat,
right?
One of them decides
to rock the thing.
So to save their own lives,
what do the other two do?
Throw him overboard.
CAL:
Right.
You and Claire were planning
a takeover, weren't you?
Yes.
Very good.
So you struck first.
Attack the attacker.
You squeezed him
out of the company
but you couldn't just give
Claire the boot, could you?
Claire signed documents.
CAL:
You forced her to.
You did everything you could
to turn her into the girl
you wanted her to be.
Loyal to you,
in love with you.
But she didn't love you.
You're in love with yourself.
That's your weakness.
Then you found out
she was shagging--
I did not touch her.
Was Claire shocked
when you grabbed the knife,
Zach? Huh?
Did she scream?
Did you stand there
and watch her bleed?
Did you?
CAL: Go on.
Let it out.
Kick the cat, little boy.
You know you want to.
All the evidence
points to Kyle.
Whether he killed her or not,
I still have unlimited funds
and the best lawyers
on the planet.
The truth doesn't matter.
Well, you're probably right
about that.
But it does matter
who your friends are.
It's a handy little tool,
this,
for letting them know
what you've been up to.
ZACH [ON RECORDING]:
I still have unlimited funds
and the best lawyers
on the planet.
The truth doesn't matter.
Everything you said
just went viral.
CAL:
You just made yourself
the prime suspect.
You might wanna call
them lawyers now, son.
[♪♪]
Anybody else was back here
without my permission,
they'd be fired.
I'm guessing you threaten
a lot of people.
You're fired.
I'm not even hired yet.
You read that book?
Guess you don't want this then,
huh?
I paid for it.
A hundred bucks?
No, that was expenses.
It's all here, though.
Photos, notes,
where he went, what he did.
Real specific.
You know, this kid you had me
follow, he's a bad dude.
Fights, drugs, sex.
Lots of sex. Like a farm animal.
There's this one cute little--
Careful.
You wanna open it?
You're winding me up.
A hundred bucks
for a week's work.
Who's winding up who?
There's nothing in it.
Then open it. Find out.
Give it here.
That's the photo
I gave you earlier.
And nothing else.
What you get for spying
on your daughter's man.
Yet you checked up on him
anyway.
Yup.
When he wasn't in school,
nose in his books.
Football practice, that
little singing club they do.
The glee club.
That's very funny.
He ain't like you and me.
He's what they call
an upstanding citizen.
Speak for yourself, son.
Your daughter seems
like a smart girl.
If you don't trust her
with the guy she's seeing,
she's gonna see...
This is coming
from a parent, right?
Yeah. I got a kid.
How old?
She'll be 3 this June.
So that's a
mouth to feed, then?
I get by.
You could try showing
just a little respect.
How do you know I'm not?
Showing respect?
Trying.
I'm out of cash.
Will a check do?
Respect?
What you really need
is the truth, sir.
And what I really need
is a job.
Claire talked about you
a lot.
I, um, found this
at her place.
She would've wanted you
to have it.
When did Claire
first come to you?
Uh, when she was 12.
She made those with you.
Child Psychology 101.
For the first four sessions,
Claire didn't talk at all.
And you brought those in.
We just sat
and made necklaces.
Well, you got
her head screwed on right.
More or less.
You know, the truth is
that's about the best
you can ever hope for.
Come here.
What's your excuse with me,
then? Eh, darling?
[♪♪]
[DOOR BUZZING]
GUARD:
Number four.
You got 10 minutes.
I've got a maths problem
for you, Einstein.
You got
a billion dollars.
Your friend takes half, your
lawyers take 5 percent a month.
How long till you
run out of friends?
I don't have to sit here
and listen to this.
Don't, then.
It's a free country.
Oh, sorry.
Okay. What?
I've recommended to the judge
you be sentenced
to a mental hospital.
Why would you do that for me?
You framed an innocent man,
you hacked my computers.
You hurt a very
close friend of mine.
You murdered
a wonderful young girl.
Now, prison will only
take your freedom.
But that hospital,
the pills they'll give you,
they'll take your mind.
And make no mistake,
Dr. Foster will make sure
of that
personally.
[DOOR BUZZING]
Oy.
Where's Liam?
Ironic. The one time
you get his name right,
and it's the same day that...
Hmm.
Hey.
You all right?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Okay.
Liam's a bloody idiot.
I actually broke up
with him.
Really?
Why? What'd he do?
Nothing.
That's kind of the point.
Right.
Go on, you can tell me.
Go on. You know you can.
You know you're gonna tell me
in the end, so...
That's you and me.
It's all the way,
no secrets and that.
Liam doesn't believe
in sex before marriage.
Are you laughing?
No, no. Me? No, no.
Me? Never, no.
All that exercise was just
a substitute for something else.
A total waste of a good pair
of hamstrings...
You can be
a real jackass sometimes.
Just finding that out now,
are you?
You're not funny.
I know.
It's tragic.
I have a question.
Uh-oh.
[♪♪]
What's that look mean?
Gillian.
Do you love her?
Of course I do, darling.
Of course I love her.
No, I mean really love her.
Yeah.
Well, what are you
waiting for?
I don't have an answer
for that one, love.
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