[VO] Previously on Good Cop/Bad Cop...
[Henry] So we know our John Doe was a bus driver named Tommy.
I think the body was dismembered.
It happened in the last 50 years.
Let it go.
Oh, my God.
[camera clicks]
Hello, Tommy Boucher.
We may have a problem.
['Hazy Shade of Winter' by the Bangles plays]
♪ Time, time, time ♪
♪ See what's become of me ♪
♪ While I looked around for my possibilities... ♪
- This is, like, so warped. - I think I'm going to hurl.
We've been over this.
When the Reverend reports him missing
they're going to question all of us.
The only way to make sure none of us ever talks
is for each of us to take a part.
- Who's taking which part? - [sighs]
We'll figure it out when we're finished.
♪ Down by the riverside ♪
♪ There's bound to be a better ride... ♪
[machine whirs]
♪ Carry a cup in your hand ♪
♪ Look around ♪
♪ Leaves are brown ♪
♪ And the sky is a hazy shade of winter ♪
♪ Look around
♪ Leaves are brown ♪
♪ There's a patch of snow on the ground. ♪
[theme music]
[plays 'Peace in the Valley' on keyboard]
[giggles]
Have you been watching me sleep like a crazy person?
Only for a few hours.
[laughs]
I can't believe you're really here.
And that I actually said all that stuff to you last night.
Felt like jumping out of an airplane.
[phone buzzes]
- [clicks phone] - Is everything okay?
Yeah.
She's staying at my place, so...
Oh.
I didn't realise that.
Where did you say you slept last night?
I told her I was at an all-night stakeout
of a criminal mastermind named "The Organiser".
Oh, wow. Wow, that...
That was what you came up with?
[laughs]
What is he the mastermind of? Office storage solutions?
I panicked.
I'm terrible at lying, especially when I feel guilty.
- Yeah. But... - You feel guilty?
Of course I feel a little guilty...
It's okay. I feel guilty too. I do too.
Yeah. I mean...
If your wife has moved back in...
My ex-wife. And she's only staying while we figure...
I mean, I had her car towed
and now I'm trying to take her man.
I'm, like, Jolene over here.
- You're not taking anyone... - It was a mistake.
You think this was a mistake?
Yeah. It was a fun mistake. It's a one-time thing.
We should just treat it like it is
and move past it and feel good about it.
- Lou. Why are you doing this? - It's fine!
[Carson sighs]
Dao.
Shaozi.
Cha.
Of course you're teaching a baby Chinese.
Luyi si.
Hi.
He has an obvious interest in technology.
It is never too early to gain a competitive advantage.
- How was your night with Marci? - Good.
I got us Japanese sleeping mats for when I sleep over.
Dad and I brought them over last night.
Look at you! Are you actually turning into a person?
And how was your night with Carson?
My night with Carson? I don't know...
I went for a run this morning
and I saw his car parked outside.
Okay, well, we made a mistake. And I don't wanna talk about it.
Okay.
- I just wanna focus on the case. - Okay.
If you don't get off my back
I'm gonna make you smell
that jar of pickled pig's feet on the counter.
We agreed. You're never to mention that smell again.
Then tell me what you found.
Here's what I could piece together
about our dismembered victim, Tommy Boucher.
- That was a joke. - No, I got it. Go on.
Tommy worked for a televangelist named Laramie Lyle.
He had a very checkered past.
Petty fraud, blackmail schemes, aggravated assault.
And the year he met Laramie Lyle
is the same year the Reverend got on TV
and started raking in donations.
And I'm guessing the donations weren't to build an orphanage.
Rumour was he preyed on senior citizens for donations
and then blew that money on drugs and prostitutes.
But you think Tommy was the brains behind the grift.
And Lyle is still running it.
And every dollar you send
helps make my path a little gentler,
the shoes on my feet a little sturdier,
and my Wi-Fi a little more reliable.
And he still lives in the same place he did back then.
Then what are we waiting for?
Oh, right.
I can't take him to murder investigations.
Marci was very explicit.
You can go to a murder investigation when you're older.
And when he said to me there's no way
you can eat 14 hard-boiled eggs in five minutes,
I was like, "Bro, I'm gonna win this bar bet
and that drone is gonna be mine."
Officers. Why are we not working?
We are working, Chief.
We're observing the maiden flight
of our very own police drone that I got for free
but at great personal cost.
- What? - He ate 14 eggs, Chief.
- [laughter] - No, it's good.
We can use this drone for search and rescue, traffic control...
Suspect pursuit, counterterrorism...
Affordable high-end establishing shots for student films.
Welcome to the future of policing.
Ooh!
Yeah, I can only get better.
Don't sell yourself short.
[Lyle] Tommy Boucher let the devil in.
When I discovered that he had diverted the donations
of the good people of Eden Vale,
I immediately fired him.
Was that before or after you spent $100,000
on a North Star 900 luxury motorhome?
I asked my congregation to provide me with a church
and they did.
That motorhome was my church.
A church with a hot tub in back.
To soothe my aching body
after leading the people up the mountain.
But all that's gone now.
I just have this house and that laptop as my church now.
Once you fired Mr. Boucher, he seems to have vanished.
- Were you concerned at all? - Of course.
Oh, how I prayed for that man.
But, eventually, I had to hand him over to God
and focus on the souls that I could still save.
For a small fee?
Oh, no. I don't charge fees, Detective.
That would violate my tax-exempt status.
But I do depend on the generosity of my flock.
Sure.
Where would a man like you be without a few sheep?
How big is your flock nowadays?
I suppose I might get maybe 200 views on a good Sunday.
Must be tough to keep the lights on in a place like this
with such a limited following.
God provides for me, Detective. He always has.
- Thank you. - [crash!]
Sorry, buddy.
Sarika, we need you and Sam to pull everything you can
on Reverend Laramie Lyle's financials.
He's got money coming in from somewhere
and I got a feeling he's hiding something.
Yesterday we were poring over years of microfilm,
today we're pulling financials.
All this non-stop action is killing me.
Again, what we don't want is action.
Every boring day on this job is a good day.
Well.
A call just came in. They found it.
It's... Oh, my God, I can't even say it.
It's a good one.
[water trickles]
Now, that's what I'm talking about.
I'd bet a lot of money that's the rest of Tommy Boucher.
Somebody dumped these the minute we started poking around.
- We're getting closer. - We're getting closer.
Okay, we got everything except the proximal phalanx
on the index finger of the right hand,
partial radius on the right arm,
lumbar vertebrae 3 to 5,
and of course... the old coconut.
- [camera clicks] - That is so metal.
What are you doing?
Taking pictures... for evidentiary purposes
as per department policy.
With your phone?
Okay.
The larger bones have the same serrated marks as the first set.
You called it early, Sam.
This body was definitely dismembered.
Good work. You should be proud of yourself.
You know what? I think I am.
I might actually be good at this.
Yeah, not too proud, though.
No one likes an arrogant know-it-all.
Yeah. Those are the absolute worst.
Right!
Those bones showing up the same day we questioned Lyle
can't be coincidence.
We started digging so he started digging.
But no skull means no dental records
which means we still can't even officially ID the body.
Exactly.
Which is why this whole thing is a colossal waste of time.
- It's not... - It is not a waste of time!
A man was murdered!
And just because it happened a long time ago
and he may have been a bad person,
doesn't mean we can just ignore this.
We don't get to decide
who deserves justice and who doesn't.
You're right. We don't.
Okay. Okay. We'll investigate.
Priority one, find the skull.
- Without it we have squat. - Maybe not.
Sam and Sarika tracked all payments
made to Reverend Lyle's Valley Gospel Ministries
from outside organisations.
They found a series of grants from Eden Vale City Council.
40,000 here, 30,000 there.
Every few years like clockwork,
starting right after Tommy's disappearance.
All told it comes to almost a million dollars.
A million dollars? Really?
No wonder they never have any money left over for us.
- What are the grants for? - That's what we want to know.
We'd like to question Lyle again.
If he knows anything about Tommy's murder,
it could be hush money.
We also wanna question Rick Vernon.
He's been on the Council longer than anyone.
We know he's your friend...
He'll be at the engagement lunch.
- You can talk to him there. - Really?
Because last time we wanted to question Vernon you said...
But you had only been a detective for a couple days.
I thought you might come at him a little too hard.
But you've earned my trust.
Thank you.
- I know in the past I've... - [phone buzzes]
...accused you
of putting the personal before the professional.
That was unfair.
- Balloons! - What?
I need you two to get a whole mess of balloons.
We're right in the middle of...
Go to Party Mart right now
and get as many balloons as you can fit in your truck.
Get 'em over to the Pioneer Diner.
Right now! Come on! That's an order! Go, go, go, go!
[sighs]
Up, up! Up on the right!
Stop micromanaging me.
You know it makes my vertigo worse.
You're two feet off the ground, Bonnie.
Hello, Gladys. It's been a long time.
Not long enough.
Now, now. Is that any way to greet an old friend?
No. It isn't.
Janine, I'm taking my break.
What a blessing.
To celebrate the union of two souls in holy matrimony.
It warms my heart.
You shouldn't be here.
Chief Hickman will be here in an hour.
There's plenty of time for a visit.
I had a little visit from Chief Hickman's children today.
I think the four of us need to chat about our arrangement.
Why don't we have some pie?
I feel like I'm gonna fly away like the house in Up.
The science of that movie is ridiculous.
Marci and I did the calculations.
It would take over 26 million balloons
to raise that house into the sky.
- Wow, fun date night. - [car door slams]
- Oh, there's Carson. - No, Henry...
Hey! Shane!
- Henry... - Shh!
- Over here. - [Carson] Oh, hi, Henry.
- I'm assuming that's you, Lou. - Hi.
Oh, hi!
Hey.
So... are the balloons for your dad?
Engagement lunch.
Oh, tell them congrats! That's great.
Yeah... It's great.
Yeah, happy couples are great.
Yeah, Dad and Nadia...
you and Gina... so great.
- Gina is... - Gina is also great!
- Thank you, Lou! - Gina! Great!
Hi, Lou.
- And you must be... - Henry. Her brother.
- Which is great. - [grunts]
Nice to meet you.
- Wow! Who's the lucky guy? - He's my dad.
Yeah. He's engaged.
Not to me. That would be illegal.
[awkward laughter]
Yeah, no, he's marrying his girlfriend.
They're really happy... together.
Aw, I'm happy for him too.
- Yeah. We're all happy. - Very happy.
Everyone is happy and great.
[laughs]
[awkward laughter]
Ugh! Stupid heart!
- Yours or the balloon? - I'm fine.
Oh, you're fine after that interaction?
Nothing I can do about it.
Am I clear?
- [engine starts] - It's very unsafe.
[tires screech, car honks]
[horns beep]
So, you're just gonna give up on him
and take your frustration out on the horn?
- Is that the plan? - He made his choice.
That's exactly what I said about Marci.
And you said I was just using that as an excuse
because I was afraid of getting hurt.
- That was different. - How?
That was you.
Okay, well, if I were you and you were me,
you would say,
"If you still want him
you have to be willing to fight for him."
Metaphorically, of course.
A crime of passion is still a crime
and I wouldn't hesitate to come after you.
...and to my beautiful wife to be, Nadi.
My first dance with you as my wife
will be among the happiest moments of my life.
- Aw! - I hope you're taking lessons!
- [laughter] - [Hank] Oh, come on!
Yes, we have three months.
- Maybe nearly enough time. - Cheers, everybody.
[cheering and applause]
Hey, Rick, great speech, huh?
You know, I haven't seen your dad so happy
since the two of you were little.
He loves getting to work with both of you
and he tells me all the time what great detectives you are.
Speaking of which,
we're investigating Reverend Laramie Lyle.
Yeah, your dad mentioned that.
He said you wanted to ask about the grants.
Seems you've been very generous.
Well, our bylaws say that a percentage of our budget
has to go to preserving the local houses of worship.
But it isn't a house of worship. Just a house.
Technically his house is his church, so he qualifies.
To the tune of a million dollars over 30 years?
It's full of expensive furniture.
It's not open to the public.
Look, look, we're here to celebrate your dad, right?
Of course.
But, you know, we are investigating a murder.
I'm not here to talk about City Council matters.
And I've got to tell you,
it's all starting to feel a little disrespectful.
Disrespectful?
I mean, you sent two cops to dig around our records room
instead of talking to me.
And when you do talk to me, you do it like this.
Yeah. Well, Big Hank told us to...
Look, Hank is a great Chief.
But there are people on the Council
that don't go back as far as I do with him.
And his contract's coming up.
Now, I think that you'd wanna make sure
not to alienate the best ally he has
by stirring up a bunch of nonsense from the past.
Wouldn't you?
Okay, so, I say we bluff Lyle about the grants.
Say the I.R.S. is involved.
I think we've made a mistake.
What? What do you mean?
I don't want Dad to get fired. Not now that he's so happy.
I just feel like... I just feel like we should back off.
Who are you?
Dad won't be fired for solving a... murder.
[tense music]
Reverend Lyle?
It's the police.
[sustained keyboard note plays]
Reverend Lyle?
[samba beat plays]
[foxtrot beat plays]
[sample beat plays]
A clean entrance.
And there's soot and stippling,
so the murderer was only a few inches away.
What are you thinking?
Who would you let stand behind you without turning around?
No one. I've got a very low safety threshold.
But if it was Marci?
She knows better than to do something so reckless.
Okay, my point is it could have been someone the Reverend knew.
All this started happening
when we started investigating Tommy's death.
Maybe Lyle had information
the murderer didn't want him to tell us.
Maybe it had something to do with those grants.
Do you think Rick Vernon could commit murder?
Vernon's not a killer. Got very soft hands.
Besides, he was at the diner all day.
What do you got?
Looks like a bullet hole.
- A misfire? - At that trajectory? No way.
This wasn't fired today.
Or even this century by the looks of it.
What do you mean?
I think we're standing at the scene of both murders.
Both the men in this photo are dead.
I wish we knew who that woman is.
If only we had a real budget
and access to state-of-the-art 3D facial aging software,
we could see what she looks like today.
- Lily? - Yeah.
What was that aging app you were showing me?
Oh, yeah. Ageify.
You got mad because
it made you look like a shrunken apple head doll.
I got mad because
it made me look like a shrunken apple head doll at 50.
That's not gonna produce a usable likeness.
It's crude, it's cheap, it's completely unreliable.
What we need is deep learning algorithms
and a robust modelling engine... Oh, my God, it's Gladys!
What was your relationship with Reverend Lyle?
I worked for the church for a few years.
When I saw his books and realised it was a load of bunk,
I left and I've had nothing to do with him since.
He's bad news.
Was bad news.
Reverend Lyle was killed this morning.
And we believe the other man in that photo, Tommy Boucher,
was killed in 1987.
Good Lord!
But I just saw Lyle.
Today he came in right before your dad's party.
How can he be dead?
Shot in the back of the head. Very hard to survive.
I think that was a rhetorical question.
It was just a few hours ago. That gives me goose pimples.
Did you talk to him when he came in?
Only for a few seconds. I made Janine wait on him.
- And you were here all day? - Of course.
You saw me here yourself.
No. I mean, you didn't take a break?
It's a long day to be on your feet.
I take all my breaks here.
Even after all these years
I still think we got the best food in town.
No argument.
Any idea who might want either of them dead?
Did they have any enemies back then?
Just the whole town.
Everybody had a parent or grandparent
who sent those frauds money.
Did you?
I think my grandfather probably wrote him a check or two.
Lyle was real popular here for a couple of years.
Okay. Thanks, Gladys.
And thanks again for hosting our dad's party.
Oh, I'd do anything for your dad.
He's a good man.
We know.
What are you doing? Get in.
How long would it take Gladys
to get from here to the Reverend's house?
Gladys? That's your suspect? She's had two hip replacements.
I'm covering all our bases.
Dad taught me that. It's from sports.
[phone rings]
Bradley?
Uh huh.
We'll be right there.
I was flying the drone around town this morning for practice
and I crashed it into a tree opposite the Pioneer
but the camera kept recording.
Here. Look.
That's Reverend Lyle.
We already knew he was at the diner.
Yeah, but watch when he leaves.
Gladys.
So she did leave the diner.
When does she come back?
[Bradley] About 30 minutes later.
That would give her enough time to get to Lyle's,
put a bullet in his head and make it back before dad's lunch.
So this is like, a pretty solid clue, right?
It's the clue that solves the case, Bradley.
Well done.
[whispers] Ooh, yeah!
Gladys.
Where did you go during your break?
I... I told you. I stayed here.
We know you left the diner
about half an hour before he was killed.
Oh! I left your dad and Nadia's engagement gift at home.
I had to go get it before their lunch.
Gladys. You gave them a year of free milkshakes.
Oh, God. I know that smell.
Pickled pig's feet.
[sniffs]
[gags and retches]
[retches repeatedly]
Gladys... [retches]
You're under arrest
for the murder of Reverend Laramie Lyle.
[Gladys squeals]
Suspect is neutralised! Suspect is neutralised!
A little over-the-top, Sarika, but way to take action!
Well, it's about damn time.
Well done. [retches]
Looks like I won't be making your wedding.
[chuckles] Well, you'll be missed.
Ah, Gladys, this breaks my heart.
It's okay, Hank.
I know you've got a job to do.
- I'm at peace with it. - Are you?
Yeah.
She's ready.
- Try to be kind. - We will Dad. Promise.
- Are you comfortable, Gladys? - Oh, yes, dear.
Thank you.
[phone beeps]
It's October 25th, the time is 4:12 PM.
- Whenever you're ready. - I always hated being recorded.
My voice sounds so funny to me.
Like it belongs to a different person.
Kind of appropriate today, I guess.
Feels like it was a different person who pulled that trigger.
The truth is,
it's not even the first time I killed a man with that gun.
The first time was almost 40 years ago.
[80s pop song plays]
- I'm worried about Gladys. - [snorts]
No, no, no! You don't have to worry about Gladys.
Not even a little bit, because she's totally devoted to me.
Even if she saw what we think she saw,
she'd never think it was what we think she thought it was.
- Does that make sense? - Laramie.
- I hope I'm making sense. - Laramie.
You need to slow down on that stuff.
It's gonna make you sloppy.
And if you get sloppy, you will end up like Bakker and Swaggart.
No, no, no, because Bakker and Swaggart, they got greedy.
They got greedy like the... the king,
the Greek guy turned his daughter into gold.
- Midas. - Midas!
They got greedy like King Midas. We're not getting greedy.
We're just having a little bite, little bit of a taste.
Little bit of a sip. God is on our side.
And can you imagine turning your child into gold?!
[doorbell rings]
How heavy she would be, for starters.
That's just insane.
[clears throat]
Time to start worrying about Gladys.
Stop the babble, get the hell out of here.
Go.
[clears throat]
When I found out how they preyed on people,
elderly people, including my grandpa,
I went to confront him.
- Were you alone? - Just me and that gun.
Oh, and a tape recorder. In my purse.
I thought I'd make him admit what he was up to on tape.
Some plan.
Lyle wasn't there.
It was like it was in slow motion.
[gun clicks]
[Henry] What did you do with the body?
I called my grandpa in a panic.
We took Tommy...
and sliced him up and sectioned him like a deer.
Do you have any idea how much blood is in the human body?
Yes.
Approximately 1.2 to 1.5 gallons.
Although pregnant women...
That was rhetorical.
Please go on.
My grandfather and I buried the parts around town
to make it harder to identify the body.
I heard a rumour you'd found one of the sites
so I dug up the rest and dumped them in the river.
- All of them? - Well... except the skull.
Grandpa never told me what he did with it.
He said it was the only way they could identify the body.
And it was best if I never knew.
She killed both of them?
Ballistics came back
and both bullets came from the same gun.
When Tommy went missing,
the Reverend figured out that Gladys was involved.
Her grandpa was President of the City Council
and he paid Lyle for his silence through the grant money.
Incredible.
You solved both murders in one fell swoop.
Sorry I ever doubted you.
Think I'd have known better by now.
Yeah, you'd think.
But you learn slower as you get old.
[chuckles]
Uh... I was gonna wait till the next City Council meeting
but I have something for both of you.
And I was just gonna give it to you right now.
What is it?
Since you two have been working together
you have been unstoppable.
You've shown resilience and smarts...
Is it a Distinguished Service Medal?
It's a Distinguished Service Medal, isn't it?
Well, I had a whole speech...
but since you ruined it, yeah, here.
This is the highest honour he can give us.
- Here. Help me put it on. - No, you don't wear it, dummy.
That'd be like wearing an Olympic medal around.
If I had one of those I'd wear it all the time.
You both deserve it and I'm very proud of you.
Come over tonight and we'll celebrate.
Usually you to have to get shot to get one of these.
Oh. Think mine's shinier.
[Henry] No, they're the same level of shiny.
See? No. They're exactly the same level of shiny.
Same level of shiny. Right, Dad?
[Lou, on radio] Henry, it's Lou. Do you copy?
I copy. What's up?
Something is wrong with Gladys's confession.
It doesn't add up.
What do you mean?
She gave us details she couldn't possibly have known.
The bones in the river, the skull,
the room Tommy was shot in.
She gave up the Tommy Boucher murder
without us bringing it up.
She knew we had gun, the bullets would match.
Okay, but she heard a rumour that we found those bones?
Doesn't that strike you as convenient?
Rumours spread like wildfire round here.
Why are you pulling threads? We solved this case.
It just all seems a little off.
No, it doesn't.
What about Rick Vernon?
Why did he really want us to back off?
And all Dad's friends and all the people
we're never allowed to question on our own,
they've all been on the City Council at one point or another.
My gut is telling me his friends are involved too...
I'm sick of hearing about your gut!
We solved this case! Case closed. End of story!
Goodbye!
Everything okay?
[sighs]
Lou thinks we missed something in the case.
And you're worried she's right?
Well, if she's right...
But she's not right because I'm right.
But if she's right we've gotta question all of Dad's friends
and... he could get fired.
Do you remember the book you read to me on our first date?
'A Theory of Cognitive Dissonance' by Leon Festinger.
How could I forget that magical evening?
There's never been anything more important to you
than the truth.
And if you try and bend the facts now
into what you wish they were
because you're afraid they'll pull your family apart again,
that is gonna eat you up inside.
My whole life I felt like a stranger to him.
- And now... - I know.
But when you love somebody enough,
you can always find your way back to each other.
Right?
Right.
Ooh.
You have same look on your face as when you had bad dream.
Oh.
It's just this whole thing with Gladys. That's all.
That's all?
Well, since you have a cleaver in your hand...
Hank.
Tell me.
I will be your wife soon. We have no secrets.
But I do have a secret.
Something I never told anybody.
And I'm afraid if I tell you
you will not want to take my name.
Hank. I would never take any man's name.
But it is secrets that kill marriage. Not truth.
Tell me.
It was Valentine's Day, 1987.
I was fresh out of the academy.
Mmm.
[woman, on radio] All units, all units!
We've got reports of suspicious activity over at Vernon Lumber.
Over.
You made me drop my hot dog, Darlene.
And I'm the only unit.
Hi, Bonnie.
We got a call about "suspicious activity" over here.
Ha. Just me.
Well, Rick's inside.
We come here to fool around in his dad's office sometimes.
- Might pop in and say hi. - No!
Uh... he's naked.
Very naked. Eugh. [laughs]
I'm not naked
because we're just not there yet in our relationship.
[saw motor whirrs]
I might pop in and say hi anyway.
[motor continues]
[motor whirs loudly]
Hey, buddy.
Then Rick and Bonnie, Gladys and Grady
told me what really happened that night.
For starters, Gladys did not show up at Lyle's alone.
[doorbell rings]
I'm telling you he's not here!
Then, we'll just wait until he comes back home.
Like hell you will!
Take your damn hands off of her.
Take it easy, old timer.
I gave you people everything I had.
Even the land this house was built on
that I should have handed down to Gladys.
And you're going to pay back every cent...
Well, that's not good.
They were trying to protect old George.
They knew if he went to jail he would die there.
And I knew a scandal like that
would give Eden Vale a black eye
and turn us into tabloid fodder for months.
So I turned a blind eye.
They each buried a part of him,
swear they'd take the secret to the grave,
and they made a pact
that if anyone got caught
they would take the fall for the rest of them.
But I made a crucial mistake.
I raised two brilliant detectives.
It is all over.
Ah. I knew it.
No, Hank. Not our relationship.
Holding secrets.
We share it now.
And I will also take to my grave.
[Rachmaninoff's Prelude in C-sharp Minor plays]
Nadia, this chicken is so good
I can't stop eating and I don't know why.
[Nadia] Very easy to make.
Especially when chicken is already dead.
Nadi's taking an online masterclass with Gordon Ramsey.
Oh, really? That's so cool!
You know, I heard he's actually really nice...
We think Gladys lied in her confession!
I'm sorry, but this is ridiculous.
There's an 800 pound gorilla in this room
and Louise is gonna start stress-eating it
if we run out of chicken.
Yeah. He's right.
I unbuttoned my top button a leg and a wing ago.
Okay. Say your piece.
We tried to question Rick Vernon about the grants at the diner
and he practically threatened us.
Yeah. It's true.
And he implied that you could get fired if we kept digging.
Well... I could.
There's people on that City Council
who'd like nothing more than to force my retirement
and put their own guy in my chair.
Okay.
But then why would Gladys
confess to Tommy's murder unprompted?
It just seemed too easy.
Yeah.
Well, think about it.
She's been living with that secret for almost 40 years now.
She's already going to prison for Lyle's murder.
I mean, who knows? I might do the same thing in her shoes.
Okay.
And how did Gladys find out just yesterday
that we'd recovered some of Tommy's bones weeks ago?
Um...
Because of me.
I ask Hank about the bones at diner.
I did not hear Gladys come up behind me.
She has very quiet approach, like a Prius.
[laughs] Well, that makes sense.
I'm actually relieved. Lou thought something was up.
- Did you? - Yeah.
I thought there was, like, a whole big conspiracy.
I was starting to believe you.
Take off your tinfoil hats, kids! [laughs]
[all laugh]
I get it, though. I get it.
I mean, it's hard to believe
that sweet old lady could harm a fly.
I know.
Never know what people are capable of.
- So true. - Yeah.
Gladys gunned down one guy in cold blood
and cut up another and sectioned him like a deer.
You just never know.
I, uh...
Oh, God. What time is it? [stammering]
We have to call the moving company
for when Henry moves into his new apartment before they close.
Be right back.
That can't mean what I think it means.
"Sectioned him like a deer".
That's the exact phrase she used in her confession.
- I know. - And he wasn't in there with us.
He hasn't listened to the recording.
I know!
He was in there with her before he let us question her.
He coached her, Henry. He coached her!
- Why? Why would he do that? - I don't know.
To protect his friends? To protect himself?
- We can't go down this road. - We have to.
And do what? Arrest him?
Charge him with covering up a murder?
I mean...
How can you think that?
I wrote an editorial about him, we didn't talk for seven years.
If we arrested him,
I don't think we'd recover from that.
What choice do we have? Act like we don't know?
See Rick Vernon and Coach Grady
and whoever else is involved in this at the wedding
and smile and clink glasses?
Be like everybody else in this town
who needs to pretend everything is perfect here?
No.
No, we are not doing that.
Hey! Look at me!
Look at me. We're...
We're gonna get through this together, okay?
Mmm.
No matter what.
[Sister Rosetta Tharpe's 'Peace in the Valley' plays]
♪ I'm tired and weary... ♪
Where's my dad?
- Where is he, Nadia? - Just in the garage.
Sit down.
♪ ...comes to call me away ♪
♪ Oh, yes ♪
♪ Well, the morning is bright ♪
♪ And the lamb is the light... ♪
[door closes]
♪ And the night ♪
♪ Is as fair as the day ♪
♪ There will be peace ♪
♪ In the valley ♪
♪ For me someday ♪
♪ There'll be peace ♪
♪ In the valley ♪
♪ For me ♪
♪ Oh, Lord, I'll pray ♪
♪ No more sorrow ♪
♪ And sadness ♪
♪ Or trouble will be ♪
♪ There'll be peace in the valley ♪
- ♪ For me. ♪ - ♪ For me. ♪