[intense music playing]
I'm calling about Laura and Andy.
[tires screech]
I want to leave the program.
You want to walk out of here and get yourself killed, that's up to you.
You sign out now, and you're putting Andy's life at risk.
I want the papers. Now.
[Charlie] This is a mistake.
This new roommate, what's his name?
Nick Harp.
[Jane] I want to meet him.
[Andrew] You'll love him.
Perfect. We'll talk soon.
I can't imagine what you two have been through.
[Michael] There are people who could hurt you. Hurt your mom.
[Andy] As she's a Queller?
I'm so glad you took me up on this.
[siren wailing]
[opening theme music playing]
[ship horn blaring in distance]
[seagulls squawking]
[grunts]
[somber instrumental music playing]
[woman] So, instead of doing your job,
you take Andrea Oliver to her long-lost uncle?
[Michael] She knows more than she's saying.
If I take her to see Queller,
she's gonna open up about her mother's past.
Something is off about this case.
Something happen out there you haven't told me about?
No.
[woman] Laura signed out of the program yesterday, meaning her daughter's out.
Why would she do that?
Not our problem anymore.
They're expecting you back in Atlanta tomorrow.
Finish your report before you leave.
[cell phone buzzing]
Hello, Andy?
You there?
Ms. Oliver?
This is Michael Vargas of the US Marshal Service in El Paso.
What are you doing with Andrea's phone?
She left it with me.
Is… Is she okay? Where is she?
I took her to see Jasper Queller, and she left with him.
Hello?
[clicks tongue]
[sighs]
So, um…
What, she just left the car, left… left her things?
Her things?
What would those be exactly?
Ms. Oliver?
[indistinct chatter]
[suspenseful music playing]
[knock at door]
Miss Oliver.
Hi. Morning.
I'm Mrs. Barfield.
Mr. Queller had an early meeting, but he'll be back soon.
Thanks. And thanks for the, uh, clothes.
Breakfast will be in the dining room.
[Andy] Okay.
[piano music playing]
- [Jasper] Do you play? - [gasps]
[chuckles]
Not even Chopsticks.
No, I get it.
Must be intimidating to know your mother has that kind of talent.
You know, I didn't get near a piano when I was a kid.
Mom played?
Yeah, that's pretty much all she did.
You know, I think Dad filmed every note.
Like… home movies?
Yeah.
I'll have Mrs. Barfield see if she can find them.
Come on, I'll show you around.
So, how was it growing up in Belle Isle?
[Andy] Oh, uh…
Picture some place like this.
Only smaller, shittier, with alligators.
And that is about the last place I can imagine my sister.
What was she like?
Oh, serious.
- A perfectionist. - [scoffs]
Sounds familiar.
Very private.
[Andy] Hmm.
Have you heard of a woman named Paula Kunde?
Yeah, she was in the Army of the Changing World.
She was an acolyte of Nick Harp.
How would my mom know Paula?
Well, she… She really has kept you in the dark.
[smacks lips]
Our brother Andrew, uh, met Nick at Stanford.
And they were gonna change the world.
Then, Oslo happened.
Wait.
Nick Harp killed your father?
No, he handed a gun to a woman who did.
And she's dead.
And he's still out there.
He's the reason my mother went into Witness Protection.
Well. No, I don't know, but, uh…
after Andrew died, she, she disappeared.
You know, they were so close.
How did Andrew die?
Well, I never really got the whole story, but, uh,
he was with Nick when it happened.
[door opens]
Mom's been living with this all these years.
Look, you've both been through a lot.
But you're safe here.
We'll talk more later.
Anything you need, let me know.
This is your home.
- You're a Queller. - [Andy chuckles softly]
- Cynthia. Hi. - [Cynthia] Morning.
- [Jasper] You may need to call… - [Cynthia] Sure.
- [Jasper speaks indistinctly] - [Andy sighs]
[male narrator] Martin Queller made millions
from AZT, Haldol, RU486, and other controversial medications.
But his Midas touch came to an end in 1988,
when the Army of the Changing World led by Nick Harp took aim in Oslo.
The Radicals kidnapped Professor Alex Maplecroft
and set Grace Juno to take her place and kill Queller.
If you find a credible argument in there, let us know.
- [man] The year before… - [chuckling]
…Juno's husband Robert had shot their three children and himself
after being prescribed massive doses of Haldol.
Do you remember Robert Allen Juno?
Yes. Very sad.
Mr. Juno was a construction worker--
[Grace] He was an engineer, and he had a brain injury.
My husband needed help, and so they pumped him full of your company's drugs.
And he lost himself.
[crying] And… And he… He hurt our children.
And, I wrote. And I called.
This is not Alex Maplecroft. Get this woman off the stage.
Not just one more. Not one more!
Mother of God!
- [gunshots] - [groans]
[panelist] Oh!
[gasps]
[audience clamoring]
[rewinding]
[gunshot]
[woman] Father!
[jazz music playing on speakers]
[indistinct chatter]
[Laura] Thank you.
Give me a minute, fellas. All right.
[sighs]
Can I buy you a drink?
I know it was you, Gordon.
I know you called the Marshals.
You didn't give me much choice, Laura.
I thought that Charlie would get you and Andy to some place safe.
No.
He's not taking us anywhere.
I signed out.
And how is that a good idea?
I'll be fine.
I'm leaving town for a while.
What about Andy?
I'm gonna go see her.
She's… with my brother.
In San Francisco.
You have a brother in San Francisco.
You are full of surprises.
Isn't that why you married me?
Probably.
I know I don't have the right to ask--
But you're gonna ask anyway.
Now that Laura Oliver no longer exists,
and since you still have power-of-attorney…
can you draw up a new will for me, in my original name?
There's only one problem.
I have no idea who you are.
It's all in here.
Everything you need to know.
Can you do it right away?
I need to know Andy's taken care of.
In case of what?
[sighs]
Laura.
Hey.
In case of what?
It's Jane… actually.
Jane.
[solemn instrumental music playing]
One little word.
And, it took all of this for you to say it?
Nice to meet you, Jane.
Uh…
I've, uh… I've got a plane to catch. [sniffles]
[Gordon] Okay.
Thank you.
For everything.
[Martin] I'm flying to Paris on Friday.
This drug could make a killing in the States.
It's relatively untested. Maybe we should commission a study.
Maybe you should try sitting at the big boys' table, Jasper.
[orchestral music playing]
A rare occasion.
My children all together again.
[Andrew] It's Nick's fault. He didn't want to go home for winter break.
- [Martin chuckles] - Nick, how do you find Palo Alto?
Uh, I just follow the trail of BMWs.
[Andrew] And crack vials.
They sell more drugs than you do, Dad.
At a greater profit margin, no doubt.
Says the man pimping the most expensive drug on the planet.
Andrew. I want you home more often.
Why? You're always on tour.
You've been asked to play at Santa Barbara.
[Andrew] Oh, goody.
It's just a birthday party.
For the President, I'd rather slit my wrists.
- Ugh. Again? - Christ, Jasper.
[Martin] Reagan has done extraordinary things for this country,
and for this family.
So, you might try showing a little more respect.
People are dying in the streets,
and he can't even say the word "AIDS" in public.
You say that like it's a bad thing.
- You're an asshole. - I was kidding.
[Martin] The President and I have discussed this.
[Andrew] Thought he got his advice from Nancy's astrologer.
Tell me, Nick. Are you majoring in liberal bias, like my son?
[Nick laughs] Uh, not quite.
Economics, sir. The graduate program.
Oh. Stanford has an excellent department. Are you interested in finance?
In how it corrupts people.
And what does your father do?
Uh, my father was mostly a drunk.
But, um, if he did have a profession, it would've been beating up my mom.
He was expert at that.
But, you know, taught me a good lesson.
If I wanted a future for myself, I have to make it on my own.
Self-reliance.
Something my children have yet to grasp.
[playing a tune]
[stops playing]
Mm, don't stop.
[resumes playing piano]
[piano stops]
What are these?
[Jane] My father likes to keep track.
[Nick] Of your performances?
My mistakes.
That's, uh… It's extreme.
He wants me to do well.
That was some family dinner.
You got us on a good night.
[chuckles]
Hey, well, I think we were both raised by wolves.
Sorry about your mom.
[chuckles]
Yeah.
Andrew said yours died a long time ago.
Sometimes I think she's with me when I play.
That's kind of lonely.
What?
Playing for a ghost.
I'll leave you to it.
[resumes playing tune]
[water splashing]
[gasps]
[sighs]
[Jasper] Don't worry about Jane.
I think I know my sister a little better than you do.
How long will your niece be here?
[Jasper] I'm not sure. What is it?
Miss Oliver, you were asking about some tapes?
- Uh, yeah. - This way.
[solemn instrumental music playing]
Thank you.
[grunts]
[playing peppy tune]
[tape stops]
[tape ejects]
[inserts tape]
[peppy piano tune playing]
[chuckles softly]
[playing classical music]
[piano stops]
[audience cheering]
[classical music playing]
[gasps]
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you.
She's amazing. [sniffles]
An extraordinary gift.
If you could do that, why would you stop?
Why would you ever do anything else?
[Mrs. Barfield] I found one more.
Thank you.
[Andy] I'm an artist. I want to go to art school.
[sighs] Honey, San Francisco is a long way from here.
Yeah, that's the idea.
[sighs] And it's expensive.
You'll have to get a job too. Do you have that kind of discipline?
Clearly you have doubts.
No, I'm just saying it is harder than you think.
Most parents would say, "Congratulations, I'm so proud of you."
Having talent is only part of it.
Being an artist takes drive and… And focus. And--
What the fuck would you know about being an artist?
The only opinion you've had is on what I should do with my life.
I mean, when have you ever, ever tried to actually express yourself?
[audience applauding and cheering]
[Nick] Hey, do you want a ride?
They sent a car.
What? You're just gonna go home after playing like that?
You saw me?
Yeah, I saw you.
[Nick chuckles]
Like, you go all in.
You're sitting there right in front of us, but you're not there, are you?
You're really… Like you're someplace else.
I can't do anything even close to what you just did,
but I know what you're hiding from.
You think if you feel things, it's gonna hurt so much it'll kill you.
Look, I get it.
I've felt that way most of my life.
But that's not the way it has to be.
You don't have to do this alone.
I don't think you want to do it alone. I think you're just… [inhales]
You're scared shitless that if you let yourself out of that cage,
you'll never wanna go back.
That's my ride.
[car door opens]
[car door closes]
Take me somewhere.
["Rapture" playing]
♪ Toe to toe ♪
♪ Dancing very close ♪
♪ Barely breathing ♪
♪ Almost comatose ♪
♪ Wall to wall ♪
♪ People hypnotized ♪
♪ And they're stepping lightly ♪
♪ Hang each night ♪
♪ In Rapture ♪
♪ Back to back ♪
♪ Sacroiliac ♪
♪ Spineless movement ♪
♪ And a wild attack ♪
♪ Face to face ♪
♪ Sadly solitude ♪
♪ And it's finger-popping ♪
♪ Twenty-four hour shopping ♪
♪ In Rapture ♪
[piano music playing]
[piano stops]
[Nick] Ladies and gentlemen,
Jane here models the latest look for the uncompromising CEO of today.
Are you ready to pillage and plunder
while enjoying a low corporate tax rate like your father?
You have a thing about him.
[Nick] He has a thing about me.
[Jane] He thinks you like me.
- [Nick] Then he's on to something. - [Andy gasps]
Are you, uh, even allowed to date?
Or does he feast on the blood of your suitors?
Well, you're here.
I think you're worth the risk.
True confessions for 600 Alex.
Is that why you like me? Because I'm off limits.
[Nick] Man, there are a lot of reasons.
You're not the wallflower I met at dinner.
That's a cover.
People can be more than one thing.
[Nick chuckling] Okay.
So, who could it be?
True confessions for $800.
What would Jane do if she finally stopped playing the nice girl?
My turn now.
Time to meet our contestant.
Nick Harp.
[Andy gasps]
Tell us about yourself.
Hopes. Dreams.
[Nick sighs] It's a long list.
[Jane] Give us the highlights.
I want, um,
a ban on ballistic missiles.
[Jane] Mm-hmm.
And for Congress to impeach our fascist President, you know?
And I want to fuck you in that bed.
[Jane chuckles]
[Jane] Jasper is downstairs.
He already knows about us.
Come here, and take that shirt off.
[piano music resumes]
[gripping instrumental music playing]
[paper rustling]
[cell phone buzzing]
Hello?
Mike.
[Michael] Andy?
Are you at your uncle's?
Uh, yeah. I just saw something crazy.
What do you know about Nick Harp?
Why? What happened?
My mom knew him.
They were… They were together.
Not on the phone. We should meet.
I'm still in El Paso, but I can be in San Francisco by tomorrow morning.
Every time I think I get closer to knowing her, she slips away.
Tomorrow, all right?
Noon. Pier 28.
Okay.
[beeps]
[sighs]
[suspenseful music playing]
Want some company?
Sure. Please.
Oh, you're not reading that.
[chuckles] Skimming.
I, uh… I know I turned up at the worst possible moment.
I'm not here to derail everything.
No, of course not.
I just… need to figure out where I fit into all this.
It's like the flying monkeys carried off my childhood.
Hey, don't be too hard on your mom.
I understand why she didn't want to talk about it.
When I walk into any room, I'm the guy whose father was shot on stage.
Were you in Oslo when it happened?
No.
No, I was, um… I was out buying Christmas presents and…
I remember coming back to the house and seeing a bunch of feds in the driveway.
And I thought, "If this is an audit, Dad is gonna kill me if I screw it up."
[both chuckle]
God, that must have been awful.
Yeah. Yeah, it was.
Can I show you something?
Sure.
Did you ever meet him?
My dad?
No.
No, I'm sorry.
Mom said he died when I was two.
Jane and I have got a lot of catching up to do.
It's been a long time.
Was Nick around much?
Nick?
Before Oslo. Did Mom spend any time with him?
I mean, here at the house.
No, no, no. He… He and Andrew lived in Palo Alto. I…
Look, I only met him once at a family dinner Andrew brought him to.
So, she wasn't part of his…
No. No, no, no. He was… He was a monster.
Jane… Jane wanted nothing to do with him.
[Jane] He knows.
Dad knows about me and Nick.
So?
You know Martin. He doesn't share.
Nick can handle himself.
Dad is funny about me.
You wouldn't understand.
I understand. About having to share.
Nick and I, we, uh…
I mean, it was… It was never really a thing. But…
if there had to be someone else, I'm glad it's you.
Hey. This is Paula.
I'm Jane.
Yeah, I know.
You bring everything?
What do you think?
[van door slides open]
[gripping instrumental music playing]
I don't think I can do this.
Hey, what's wrong?
[brakes squealing]
[whispers] You ready?
Hey, if you see a car, flash this three times.
Okay?
Hey.
I'm coming right back.
[dog barking in distance]
[reporter on TV] Officials say there are no suspects yet
in last night's bombing of the Lawrence Livermore Nuclear Laboratory.
Jane, come in, will you?
…extensive damage was done to several labs.
The AP received a message from a group claiming responsibility,
calling themselves the Army of the Changing World.
The message promised more attacks,
targeting nuclear and biological warfare research facilities.
Established in 1952 by Physicist Edward Teller,
the controversial research facility - is one of only two centers in the U. - S…
[Martin sighs]
Turn that down.
Officials stress the laboratory maintains the highest levels of security,
and that last night's damage poses absolutely no threat to the area.
The FBI is asking anyone about information on the bombings to contact…
Where were you last night?
[reporter continues indistinctly]
I drove down to see Andrew.
Andrew or Nick?
You don't have to worry about me.
I'm hosting a little gathering in the spring. Thought you might play something.
Mozart?
Chopin would be better.
You're right. Chopin would be better.
[solemn instrumental music playing]
Mrs. Barfield?
Can I talk to you?
[guard] Rewind that section again.
[beeping]
[Michael] Are you at your uncle's?
[Andy] Uh, yeah.
I just saw something crazy.
What do you know about Nick Harp?
[Michael] Why? What happened?
- [Andy] My mom knew him. - [beeping]
They were… They were together.
[Michael] Not on the phone. We should meet.
I'm still in El Paso, but I can be in San Francisco by tomorrow morning.
[Andy] Every time I think I get closer to knowing her…
[breathing heavily]
[suspenseful music playing]
[indistinct chatter on radio]
[man] Let her go.
We know where she's headed.
[Martin] Mm.
How's school?
I'm getting by.
You're finishing in May?
Mm, that's the idea.
[Martin sighs] Mm.
I was wondering what your plans were.
I had thought there might be a place for you at the company.
Thank you, Jane.
You said you were from Detroit.
Yeah, Hazel Park.
- Your father worked at a factory. - [Nick chuckles]
I mean, when he was working, yeah.
But you left out the most interesting part.
Nick Harp is dead.
He died four years ago of an overdose.
Who are you, exactly?
[scoffs]
Oh, this is ridiculous.
What did you think? That you'd waltz out with my daughter and her trust fund?
Dad, please.
I happen to be very serious about Jane.
That might come as a surprise to you--
Not really. Why wouldn't you want to marry a Queller?
You thought you could just help yourself to whatever you wanted.
Yeah, I don't want anything from you.
You're a fucking gangster.
Everything you own has blood on it.
You coming?
[door opens, closes]
Pompous asshole.
[Jane] He was being protective.
Yeah? Well, fuck him. Fuck him!
Is it true, what he said?
You and me. Is this real?
Of course.
Then you should have my back in there.
Forget it.
Just tell me.
Look, let's get out of here.
All right. It's easy, Jane. You choose.
Me or your father?
That's not fair.
Okay, this is your chance.
To live a life on your own terms. That is all I want for you.
You can leave this place right now
or you'll never see me again. I fucking promise.
[somber instrumental music playing]
[shivers]
[indistinct chatter]
[bell ringing]
[Andy] Hey.
I wasn't sure you'd show.
Look, sorry I ran out on you in El Paso. I thought you'd try to stop me.
You okay?
I couldn't stay in that house.
What happened?
You said something yesterday about Nick Harp?
I think he's my father.
I saw this video.
He and my mom were together.
God, the way they looked at each other.
Jasper said Nick didn't even know her. He lied to my face.
- And then he-- - What?
He has security everywhere. They recorded our call.
- [Michael] How do you know? - [Andy] Heard it being played back.
I think your uncle has a contact in WITSEC.
A Marshal. Someone feeding him information.
Someone who knew we were at that motel.
Wait, you're saying Jasper sent that guy?
Been thinking what he was after.
He had his hands around my neck. I'm pretty sure it was me.
What if he wasn't? What if he wanted that suitcase?
I think that money's evidence, and your uncle wants to get a hand on it.
Well, where is it?
Back in my hotel room.
Sorry.
We should get out of here.
I left my car back at the hotel.
Took a couple of cabs just in case.
You need to get out of this place, Andy. You're not safe.
Where am I supposed to go? You just said we can't trust anyone.
Mike, what is it?
Mike, what is it? Mike?
I got you.
Hey. Mike?
Call 911!
[Michael gasping]
Mike? Mike? Can you breathe?
Get out of here.
Jesus, Mike.
- Go. - The fuck is going on?
Hey, talk to me!
Fuck.
[Andy breathing heavily]
[siren wailing in distance]
[man] I'm gonna bump his O2 to 15 liters per minute.
[woman] Pulse weak and thready.
[man] Patient is unresponsive, has a GCS of 3.
[woman] We'll take it from here, miss.
[man] Call San Fran General.
Let them know we have an unconscious male coming over. Priority 1.
[airplane flying overhead]
[indistinct announcement over PA system]
[indistinct chatter]
[cell phone beeps]
[sighs]
[inhales deeply]
[line ringing]
[Mrs. Barfield] Good afternoon. Queller residence.
Uh, can I speak with Andrea Oliver, please?
I believe she's staying with you.
May I ask who's calling?
Her mother.
I'm sorry.
Andrea has left.
Uh…
Where did she go?
I couldn't say.
Well, is everything all right?
You would know better than I.
If she comes back, can you please ask her to call me?
She has my number.
Of course.
[gentle piano music playing]
It's good to hear your voice again.
You have a beautiful daughter.
I was so glad to meet her.
Thank you.
Take care of yourself.
You, too.
[Jane] What would I do without you?
[young Barfield] You'd be just fine.
[Jane] I think I'd go crazy.
[instrumental music playing]
- I hate Dad's parties. - Don't say that.
Mom hated them, too.
She would have liked Nick, don't you think?
I miss him all the time.
That's all over now.
[orchestral music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
[Martin] Jane.
Don't move.
There.
I knew it would be perfect.
This was Mom's.
I was thinking, since you are less distracted now,
we can add a few performances to the tour.
London. Geneva.
Spend the summer together.
I have social work in Berlin through July.
You'll cancel that.
It'll be fun.
We don't need anyone else, do we?
[guests clapping]
[breathes deeply]
[playing enthralling classical music]
[all applauding]
That was beautiful.
This is all I want. Nights like this.
[bone cracks]
[captivating instrumental music playing]
[both breathing heavily]
[solemn piano music playing]
[Nick] The choice you've made isn't easy.
The people we're fighting are powerful.
They run corporations. They run the government.
They profit from racism, homophobia, fear, the war on drugs.
With that in mind, it's important to know this is not just rhetoric.
- [man 1] Right. - [man 2] Yeah.
[man 3] Mm-hmm.
When you fight back, you want to be clear who you're doing it for. So--
Everyone, Jane has come back to us.
I'm sure she has a lot to share.
But, first, we have a guest.
Jane, this is Grace Juno.
I asked Grace to come by, tell us her story.
Her husband and three children are dead.
The man responsible is your father.
We could use your help.
[music increases in tempo]
[somber piano music playing]