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Former first daughter
and current head

of New York's new
Conviction Integrity Unit

Hayes Morrison is embroiled
in yet another scandal.

Morrison was arrested
for cocaine possession.

And sadly today, another scandal
looms over the Morrison family.

Instead of being
punished for her crime,

Wallace rewarded her, making her
Chief Director of the CIU.

We're posted up outside
Hayes and Jackson Morrison's

apartment, and from
the looks of it,

pretty good being
the president's kids,

especially if you're
caught with blow.

"Coke head Hayes Morrison put in
charge of DA's flagship unit."

That's TMZ.

We've been through
worse.

Buzzfeed has me
at the top of their list

for White House
train-wreck relatives.

Dad schtupping
that ambassador's wife.

I'm ahead
of Billy Carter.

He took a whiz in front
of the press corps.

You getting expelled from
boarding school for drinking.

Ahead of all the Kennedys
with rap sheets.

We survived all that,
and we will survive this.

Promise?

Yeah.

You ready?

♪ My love

♪ You couldn't see anything

♪ Standing right
in front of you ♪

♪ Not even a smile

♪ It's time to let you go

♪ Oh, no Woman: Here she comes!

Oh, my God, there she is!

Hayes, Hayes, how do you feel
about DA Wallace getting you

- out of jail?
- Do you think it's fair
you got special treatment?

- That's enough.
- Hey, Hayes, are you
a drug addict?

- Are you a drug addict?
- Please, one more.

- Can we get one comment?
- Hayes. Hayes.

It's called
recreational use, people.

♪ You were the sweetest thing

♪ Till you threw me
in the ring ♪

Guillotine season already?

♪ Face against the wall

May I?

♪ My dreams

♪ They were filled
with everything ♪

♪ It's got me to thinking

♪ Oh, it's time
to let you know ♪

♪ Time to let you go,
oh, no ♪

I just came from
the Department of Investigation.

Am I fired?

No, I managed to persuade them
not to pursue legal action

against either of us.

- So you're fine.
- Yes.

But I'm fired.
Not yet.

But since you got caught
with coke in your purse,

and in return,
landed a high-profile gig,

you need to do
damage control.

I'll call Cary Weiss
at the Times.

He's always been
a friend of mine.

No, no, no, no, forget
the print mea culpa.

This is bigger than that.

You're booked for an interview
with Dan Harris in four days.

Face a firing squad
on national television?

Apologize,
shed a few tears,

say I've been a bad girl
and that I'll never do it again.

If you want to keep
this job, yes.

I spoke with Jackson.

He's one of the few people
with a black belt

in Hayes-handling.

- He'll prep you.
- Ha.

I'm sorry we were interrupted
the other night.

Probably for the best.

It's everywhere.

You really think
the counter terrorism unit

is behind the leak
about her coke bust?

That's the gossip around
the NYPD water coolers.

Payback for trying to implicate
them in the Landon case.

Anything fun
in the news today?

Are you okay?

Never better.

Who's got a pitch
for our next case?

I didn't know
we needed one.

If you were getting fired.

More likely, Wallace would
force you to resign.

Who takes over
if that happens? You?

Not fired, not resigning,
not hearing that pitch.

This is Penny Price.

She'd be our first
female client.

I've gotten pretty good
at hiding the bruises

with concealer,
but you can't cover this up.

Yeah, I'm pretty much
scared all the time,

never knowing when
he's gonna lash out,

shove me down the stairs.

Penny is serving 20 years
in Bedford Hills

for second-degree murder
by poisoning.

Women commit 11%
of violent crimes

but only make up
6% of exonerations.

And because they're usually
convicted of murdering people

close to them--
lovers, family members--

they can't be exonerated by DNA.

The DNA's all over
the crime scene, guilty or not.

On top of that,
67% of female exonerees

are convicted in cases
where it's ultimately discovered

no crime has occurred.

So because Penny Price didn't
poison her husband, no one did?

Not her husband.

But it's not like I can leave

'cause as scared of him
as I am, he's, uh--

he's my everything.

I love him. He...

He's my baby boy.

Penny was convicted of murdering
her 12-year-old son, Owen.

She was being beaten up
by her own son?

He was severely autistic,
flew into rages,

especially with his mom.

Penny didn't cry on the stand.

She came across
as cold and un-emotional.

The jury found her guilty
in under an hour.

Mom didn't play her part,
didn't act the way

everyone thought she should,
so the system reamed her.

Time the system
got equal treatment.

We have our next case.

So, Owen's having a rough day.

Um, earlier in
the car, he grabbed me

from the back seat
and started to choke me,

so I had to stop the car.

Eduardo, is that you?

Yes.
Just taking out the trash.

Okay, thank you.

Uh, we put chimes on the door

so we know if Owen
is making a run--

I want it!

Owen, no!

I want it! No, no, honey, no.

I want it! You have to be patient.

I want it! Owen, you must be patient.

I want it! You must be patient.

I want it!

Mom, I want it!

No, no, please don't,
Owen!

I want it!

Owen.
I want it!

I want it!

I want it!

Sometimes I just
want to kill him.

This was filmed
September 20, 2010,

a week before
Owen Price died.

How did Penny
supposedly do it?

Sodium overdose.

The prosecution claimed

she force-fed him an entire
bottle of soy sauce.

But her kid
was beating her up.

How could she have
convinced him to drink it?

The defense brought that up,
but the jury didn't bite.

Also, Owen was prone to
excessive eating and drinking,

sometimes even
inedible substances.

The prosecution suggested
she might have just

handed him the bottle.

Which still amounts
to murder.

Penny says Owen got ahold
of the soy sauce on his own.

He ingested it sometime after
they finished lunch

around 1:35 P.M.

Owen started seizing
at 2:40.

He was rushed
to the hospital

and died of organ failure
later that night.

Who else was in
the house that afternoon?

Owen's father, Greg,
was at work,

but his 11-year-old sister,
Emily,

and home healthcare aide,
Eduardo Peligro,

were both there.

Neither one of them
saw or heard

Penny giving Owen
the soy sauce.

Would either
of them have motive?

No, neither one of them were
targets of his outbursts.

But I'm not suggesting
that Owen was killed

by someone
other than Penny.

I really think that
his death was accidental.

If that's the case,
then Penny being in prison

only compounds the tragedy.

That's a big if.

Penny's attorney hired
Dr. Jane Soto

as a medical expert.

She's, like,
a rock-star toxicologist.

Wait,
that's a real thing?

They didn't put Dr. Soto
on the stand.

Suggests she found something
that didn't look good for Penny.

See what super doc
has to say.

The case against Penny
is still very circumstantial.

Accidents happen, even with
non-special-needs kids.

She called her son
"Mother's Little Burden."

That's the title of her vlog,

in which she admitted
to wanting to kill her son.

Every parent has said that,
myself included.

The two of you make up
one unbiased investigator.

Go talk to Penny.
Get her side of the story.

What happened?

A lot of moms in here.

They don't care
for child killers.

We can see about having you
moved into protective custody.

Um, I'm glad you guys
are taking a look at my case.

But this I, uh--
I deserved.

Because you
killed your son?

No, because a mother's job
is to keep her kids safe.

No matter how much
Owen hurt me,

he was my responsibility,
and I failed.

How do you think he got
hold of the soy sauce?

We had a routine after every
meal-- clean up then lock up.

There were locks
on all the cabinets

so that Owen couldn't
get into them.

You know, he could have hid it
while we were cleaning up.

I don't-- I...

What did you do
after lunch?

Um, went to the den
to record a new post.

With all you had going on,

why take time
to do a daily video blog?

The vlogs kept me sane,
I guess, you know?

Gave me a connection
with other mothers

who had children
with special needs.

Helped me feel not so alone.

Alone?

You were with your son.

Sam.

It's okay.

It's hard for people
to know what it feels like.

No kid is easy, right?

They're all impulsive
and demanding and needy.

Only most kids
learn to control those impulses,

and Owen could not.

And as he got
stronger and bigger,

those impulses became a danger
to himself and-- and to others.

You were scared of him?

Yeah, I was afraid for myself
and for my daughter, Emily.

Owen was my life.

I did everything for Owen.

And I realize now that
that was probably a mistake

because my marriage suffered,
and-- and Emily did, too.

Is that why you thought
about killing him?

You said as much
on your vlog.

That's just gallows humor.
It was...

...a way of coping.

A week after
I made that stupid comment,

my-- my son,
my beautiful baby boy died,

and I will never...

I will regret saying that every
day for the rest of my life.

You have 10 minutes.

I have a potentially innocent
woman in prison

for killing her kid.

We need a suit
for this interview.

Great. As long as
it's none of those.

Pastels evoke openness
and honesty,

and paired with these...

Mom's pearl necklace
that she wore

to distract America
from the one dad gave

the ambassador's wife?
No way.

I can only help you
navigate this interview--

This is one giant, terrible
flashback to our childhood.

Every crisis,
we were trotted out,

told how to look,
dress, act.

Yourchildhood.

Some of us were
too fat and effeminate

to be used as show ponies.

At least after
the age of 11.

I am sorry you endured

a grand tapestry
of gay alienation,

but that is no reason
for you to sign up

to Wallace's mission to turn me
into a poster girl for regret.

You need this.

I don't need a spin doctor.

I need my brother-- the guy
who held my hand this morning.

Let me be both.

This job is good for you.

I just want
to help you keep it.

I hate the peach.

Peach out.

Sorry.

D-Dr. Soto.

I-It's so, so good
to meet you.

I'm Frankie Cruz.

- Oh, yeah.
- Tess Larson.

- Oh.
- Thanks for coming by.

- Mm-hmm.
- Your toxicology handbook

is, like, the go-to
source for me.

Oh, well, I'm putting
out a new edition.

Uh, give me your card,
and I'll send you one.

Yeah, uh, maybe you
could sign it for me.

Uh, I have to be back
in court across the street

in half an hour.

Do you have
the authorization?

When Penny submitted
her case to the CIU,

she gave us access
to all her defense materials

and waived
client confidentiality.

My work up
of Owen Price's case.

The ER docs pumped
260 milliliters of soy sauce

from his stomach, enough
to cause fatal salt poisoning,

if he'd had the time
to metabolize it.

So the soy sauce
didn't kill Owen?

Well, I understand why the M.E.
would come to that conclusion,

but Owen also had
a blood glucose of zero.

I believe that's what
caused the seizures

and eventually his death.

Why didn't the defense
bring this up at trial?

If you found an alternative
cause of death,

why didn't you disclose it?

Could this
have cleared Penny?

Tess.

My contract with
the defense forbade me

from revealing any findings,
and the defense had

no obligation to reveal
any information

that would not benefit
their clients.

My findings did not.

What did you find?

Owen died as a result
of an insulin injection.

This wasn't an accident.

It was murder.

Owen's death
was not from soy sauce.

He was injected
with a fatal dose of insulin.

Uh, I think our brother
wants you.

Ignore him.
Maybe he'll wander off.

Well, so much for this
being a tragic accident.

It was premeditated murder.

And Penny's still
the most likely suspect.

Why?

Owen's healthcare aide, Eduardo,
was at the house.

He'd know how
to give a shot.

Eduardo wasn't being brutalized
on a daily basis by Owen.

And 95% of child murders
are committed by parents.

And that rises when
the kids are special-needs.

If Penny's a suspect
just because she's a parent,

then let's look
at Greg Price, Owen's dad.

He was a pharmacist,
had access to insulin.

According to the file,
Greg was at work that afternoon.

I don't want
to believe Penny did it,

but the dad has an alibi.

Let's check out
the co-workers.

See if it holds up.

You think Penny's guilty.

Well, nothing's
convinced me she isn't.

If she gets out,
she might hurt her daughter.

Are you gonna
pull some strings,

make sure
that doesn't happen,

like you did
on our last case?

Special circumstances.

Cross that line once--
tempting to cross it again.

I would know.

I'm not you.

And our last client is still
in prison, where he belongs.

Justice was served.

By you, not by the law.

Sometimes the law sucks.

So, Dan's gonna open
with a clip package--

greatest hits.

You painting your toenails
on the floor of the Oval,

going to prom with
that Nigerian diplomat's kid.

Ooh, I forgot about that
tall, cool drink of Lagos.

Ooh, he is CEO
of a petrochemical company.

Point being, he is going
to try to lull you

into a vulnerable state.

You must stay on message.

I wish he were still
doing to me

what he's been doing
to Mother Earth.

Contrition, gratitude
for the new job,

regret for your actions.

My only regret
is getting caught.

Hayes, at this rate,
you better hope

that your Nigerian prince
is looking to hire.

You're gonna be
out of a job.

- Come in.
- We're busy.

We got Greg Price's
former co-worker to admit

he wasn't actually
at work that afternoon.

Apparently he used to slip out
on a regular basis.

Including the day
his son was murdered.

Let's go talk to him.

- You can't!
- Duty calls.

Talk to Maxine.

You keep saying you need
more black friends.

I haven't
been saying that.

You probably should.

An insulin overdose?

How could Penny do that?

You work in a pharmacy.
Plenty of access there.

Penny came in
from time to time,

but I can't imagine her
getting behind the counter.

Maybe your wife wasn't
the one who gave it to him.

Wait, who, then?
Eduardo?

He was devoted to Owen.

So was Penny.

I checked the prison logs.

You never visit her.

I take Emily every week.

I stay in the car.

I can't face her
or forgive her.

And yet you haven't
gotten a divorce.

I still love her.

I know that
doesn't make sense.

She killed my son.

Not that I don't have
a share of the blame.

What does that mean?

I wasn't, um, exactly
an all-star dad.

I was always working.

Every day, when I left home,
I felt guilty and relieved.

It-- It was just too much.

The constant chaos
and screaming.

Even Penny's optimism
wore on me.

She just couldn't stop believing
that Owen was gonna get better.

We talked to your alibi
for the day that Owen died.

His story's changed.

Emily, can you get our guests
something to drink?

It must be tough

only seeing your mother
a couple hours a week.

We make the most of it.

She helps me
with my homework.

Sometimes
we play games.

She's a really good mom.

I can tell.

Do you think your mom--
Could she have--

She loved Owen so much.

Even when he hit her,
she never got mad.

Just took it.

Owen couldn't help it,

but he was so hard
to take care of.

She was doing
everything she could.

It was a tough
situation for everybody.

As bad as it was then,
at least we were still a family.

Now we're just--

Camden College
early admission.

Congratulations.

I'm not going.

Dad needs me, and I can't
miss a weekend with mom.

Look, the day Owen died,

I had a buddy of mine
clock me back in from lunch.

So you could slip home
and kill your son?

You have any idea
what this has been like?

I lost half my family
on one day.

Beats going to prison yourself
for murdering Owen.

I didn't do that.

Then where were you?

Not at work,
like you told the cops.

I was with a friend.

Her name
is Candace Randall.

We were together
that afternoon.

I was with her
at the Pelway Inn.

You were cheating on Penny?

I met Candace at work.

A-At first, it was just
flirtation, and then--

She was fun.

She was always laughing.

Penny and I used
to have that, but then--

But your special-needs child
got in the way.

There hasn't been
any closure for that family.

Closure's a lie.

Whoever killed Owen,

the Prices will never be
the same, especially Emily.

A 17-year-old girl shouldn't be
taking care of her father

and holding
the family together.

It's not fair.

Who did you have
to take care of?

Let's go talk
to Greg's mistress.

See if she
backs up his story.

Greg and I were
so in love.

That's beautiful.
But we don't care.

Did you see Greg
the day Owen died?

Yes, that afternoon.

We tried to slip away
to the Pelway Inn

at least once a week.

- When did you get there?
- Around lunchtime.

Mm. Afternoon delight
at the Pelway Inn.

Did you spring
for the magic fingers?

It wasn't like you think.

Greg and I both felt terrible
that he was cheating,

but he was so miserable.

Our time together
was his only refuge

from the hell he was
dealing with at home.

What do you mean?

Well, his son
was out of control.

His-- His wife had
no bandwidth for anyone else,

least of all Greg.

She was too busy.
She was either

taking care of Owen or being
the online autism martyr.

The day Owen died--
How late did Greg stay?

Most days we were
at the motel until around 5:00,

but, um, that day,
we got into a fight.

About what?

I really wanted a family.

But Greg felt that
he couldn't divorce Penny

and leave her alone
with Owen.

The difference
was that afternoon,

I told him that
I was done being an escape

from his unhappy home life.

Either he got a divorce,
or we were through.

How'd he react?

He took off--
really upset.

That was the last time that
Greg and I were ever... together.

After Owen died,
things were never the same.

When did Greg leave?

Uh, around 2:15.

Thank you for coming in.
We appreciate it.

Greg had access to insulin,
time to get home.

And a mistress who all but
asked him to bump off his son.

Greg Price's mistress
blew his alibi out of the water.

He left the motel at 2:15.

Could have gotten home in time
to inject Owen with the insulin.

Dad's still alive
as a suspect.

You ready to give Penny
the benefit of the doubt?

Hey, I saw the promo
for your Dan Harris interview.

Are you ready to eat crow
on national TV?

Sure, Greg could've
made it home,

but getting inside
without anyone noticing--

That's another thing.

The Prices installed an alarm
system when Owen was around 7.

It chimed whenever
an exterior door was opened.

To keep Owen from running away.
Penny mentioned it in her vlog.

The prosecution used
the alarm system log

to show that no one
came into the house

while Penny, Owen, Emily,
and Eduardo,

the home healthcare aide,
were there.

The log shows only one door
opening that afternoon

before the ambulance arrived--
the back door,

from 2:36 to 2:38.

That was Eduardo
taking out the lunch trash.

Maybe Greg slipped in the back
door when Eduardo was busy.

Would two minutes be enough
for Greg to enter,

inject Owen, and then leave?

Only one way to find out.

Frankie and Tess,
go to the Price house.

Jackson send you
with interview questions?

I'm here for an update
on Penny Price.

I just had lunch with the head
of the Women's Legal Collective.

She's keeping a close eye
on the case.

We're exploring
other possibilities,

but Penny's far from
in the clear.

How you holding up?

You can tell
Morrison Family HQ that--

I wasn't asking for them.

I'm asking... as a friend.

Hardly
my favorite position.

Luckily, I'm flexible.

But you knew that.

And I don't know
why I just flirted with you.

Old habits.

- Also, I'm very handsome.
- Mm.

Maybe after
this interview is over

and this crisis is behind us,

there are some other habits
we can keep alive.

That's not the worst idea.

Looking forward to it.

On the day Owen died,
Greg knew the routine.

Eduardo set off the door chimes
as he steps outside

to take out the trash,
Greg slips inside.

Two minutes on the timer.

Go.

Greg waits for Eduardo
to step outside,

then enters the house.

Penny was in the den
recording a new vlog.

Emily was doing homework
in her room.

Greg slipped past Penny
and Emily, headed upstairs.

Owen notices his dad.

He's even happy to see him.

And that's
when he does it.

Greg rushes
to the back door.

Stop!

Greg had time
to administer the dose,

but by now Eduardo
would have closed the door.

Greg ducks into
the kitchen.

Eduardo calls 9-1-1,
and Greg Price waits

for four long minutes
while his son dies.

The paramedics race in

and leave the door
open behind them.

Greg slips out.

What's up?

If Greg walked out
the front door,

he would have been seen
by all the neighbors

who came out when
they heard the ambulance.

You okay?

Greg didn't kill Owen,

and we can't seem to find
anything that rules out Penny.

What if she really did
murder her son?

Owen hugged his sister
this morning.

Emily was tying his shoes,
and-- and out of the blue,

he just reached out
and-- and hugged her.

It was, you know, something
so simple, but it was a hug.

It was-- It was good.

When Owen was first
diagnosed, it was hard.

It was like
all my dreams for him had died,

but those were my dreams.

Those were my dreams.

He has helped me realize
what-- what really matters.

Yeah?

I really don't want to believe
that Penny killed her son.

Just because Greg's
innocent doesn't mean

that Penny's guilty.

This case is my last refuge
against full-on exploitation

as Jackson's media monkey,
so please tell me

we're making headway
on the home healthcare aide.

We're still trying
to track him down.

The problem is
Eduardo's undocumented.

We can't find him.

I think I might have.
Virtually, at least.

I've been going through
the comments

on "Mother's Little Burden."

There's a user
who goes by E.P. Amor.

E.P., as in
Eduardo Peligro?

And he knows
all sorts of details

about the Price family--
their house, their routines.

I'm pretty sure
it's him.

The problem is we don't know
where he's commenting from.

It could be anywhere.

Draft a subpoena.

Get ISP to give up
E.P. Amor's information.

I tried that.
They refused.

Privacy concerns.

Draft a search warrant.

Force the ISP
to give up his info.

Should be a slam dunk.

Monkey time.

Honestly, Dan, I only hope
the citizens of New York

will forgive my missteps
and indulgences

and allow me
to continue to serve them.

I'm not sure I deserve
another chance,

but it would mean
the world to me to get one.

That was solid.

Now, just a little more shame,
and you'll be good to go.

One more time.

Jackson, enough.

Hayes,
this is too important.

You have to be sure
to stay on message.

It's the office.
What's going on?

The judge denied
our search warrant,

which leaves us with no way of
tracking down Eduardo Peligro.

What judge
turned you down?

- McCutcheon.
- I'll take care of it.

Duty calls.
You can't go now.

The interview.

It's in two hours.
I'll be back.

And if you're not?

Do you really want
to lose your job?

No, I want to doit.

He's going
to want to see me.

Judge McCutcheon.
Hayes Morrison.

I know who you are.

I read the papers.

I'm sure you do-- the kind
with print and everything.

I'm here about the warrant

on Eduardo Peligro's
Internet service provider.

You shut down my associate.

I enlightened her
on the trade-offs

between
investigating crimes

and Fourth Amendment
protections.

Have a seat.
I'll enlighten you.

About our warrant.

As part of the CIU's
investigation, we're entitled--

Sit.

Is, uh, Mr. Peligro
a terrorist?

No, and--
Does he have any
terrorist ties?

That's not exactly--

Has he committed a crime?

He may have
or been a witness.

The case was decided
in 2010.

Did the police consider him
a suspect at the time?

No, but CIU does, and a full
investigation requires--

I have no interest
or obligation

to enable CIU's mission
of, uh, digging up dirt

on adjudicated cases.

So you're not pro-privacy.

You're anti-CIU.

I'm drawing a line
in the Constitutional sand.

It's been drawn.

Katz v. U.S.

Mr. Peligro has no reasonable
expectation for privacy

regarding his
ISP information.

And while I respect your desire
to protect Mr. Peligro's freedom

to surf clown porn
or send photos of his junk

in complete privacy,

I need to find the truth
about this case.

Might get an innocent woman
out of prison.

And the truth
shall set her free?

Doesn't it always?

You need to get here.

Here!

Let's do this.

So, instead of
picking up litter

by the side of the road,

you're running this
new high-profile

Conviction Integrity Unit.

I know.

Believe me, I was more than
ready for trash detail,

but District Attorney Wallace
saw another way

to put my legal background
to use.

So is this new job at CIU

a sort of tailor-made
diversionary program?

Yes, it gives me an outlet

for my sometimes-misdirected
energies.

These, uh, misdirected
energies, as you say--

They've caused a lot
of problems for your family.

I-I don't know about that.

The incident with the cocaine
would have posed

a major issue for
your mother's Senate campaign.

A lot of people are saying
this is why

District Attorney Wallace
came to the rescue.

I can understand
why people would think that,

but that's not true.

I'm very lucky
that the district attorney

thought enough
of my legal skills

to put me in charge of
the Conviction Integrity Unit.

It's my second chance,
much like the second chances

my team and I
are giving people

whose convictions
we really want to investigate.

But there's a real
difference here.

The people whose
cases you're reviewing--

They went through
the system.

They faced a jury
of their peers.

You did no such thing.

Your experience is
180 degrees from theirs.

I-- Y-you're right
that my experience

isn't exactly
the same, but--

I mean, if I was
one of your innocent clients

who'd been in prison for years
for a crime I didn't commit,

how would you justify to me
what appears to be

an entirely different set
of rules for Hayes Morrison?

Well, as someone who
has been humbled

and, yes, blessed,
I will work twice as hard

to get you the justice
you deserve.

Whoa.

Whoa. Oh, no.

Oh, God. Just...

- Do you need a minute?
- No, no, I just...

They were choking me.

Honestly, Dan, I hope
your audience sees through

this charade,
because this here--

Me in these pearls
and this stupid suit--

This is what privilege
looks like.

Can you elaborate on that?

The fact that you're here
talking to me--

This is the problem.

Rich, famous, powerful people
get away with murder

all the time,
sometimes literally.

Coke in the purse,
insider trading,

sexual assault--
You name it.

I screw up.

Because of my last name,
the cops call the DA.

He calls my mom.

Strings are pulled.

I'm out on the street
in an hour with a new job--

a job I initially
had no interest in.

Funny thing is,
I like causing trouble,

busting the system,
exposing wrongful convictions.

Kind of gets me off.

So, really,
it worked for me, again.

Now, hopefully,
it's also a bonus

to people like Penny Price--
a mom accused of killing

her own son--
to have me on their side

because I may be a hot mess,

but I'm a hot mess
with privilege.

And since Penny Price
has none,

the least I can do
is lend her some of mine.

Any more questions?

Well, your access card
still works.

Yeah, surprised me, too.

I'm sure it won't last.

Where are we on
the home healthcare aide?

Sam is sending the court order
over to the ISP.

It's the only way they'll turn
over Eduardo's home address,

but we do have access
to his texts.

Tess and Frankie are
going through them right now.

I saw your interview
last night.

That wasn't dull.

How'd your family
feel about it?

Jackson took off last night,
has yet to re-emerge.

He's probably
calming my mother down.

Bet you're excited
for a new boss.

I was just getting
to like the old one.

Boss, you're here.

Um, check out this photo
Eduardo sent to a friend.

"Thank you. Jazi
is doing much better now."

Eduardo's sister, Jazmin,
went into the hospital

for diabetic shock.

But look at that date.

That's the day
after Owen died.

Do you think he used
his sister's insulin shot

to dose Owen?

That would mean Eduardo risked
his sister's life to end Owen's.

And we still don't know
why he'd want to.

Maybe he wanted him
to go to a better place.

That's from a text Eduardo
wrote his mom.

"You can't imagine how hard
it is to see a beautiful boy

punch himself
or bite his lip in a rage

and realize Owen
will never be happy.

I wish he could
go to a better place."

That sounds like a reason.

The ISP just traced
Eduardo's location

to an apartment
in East Harlem.

I'll come with.

It's my last case.
Might as well close it up right.

Penny was a great mother.

So dedicated to Owen.

I still can't believe
what happened.

Eduardo, Owen didn't die
of sodium poisoning.

He was overdosed
with insulin.

The day after, your sister
ends up in an a diabetic coma.

Jazmin's insulin kit went
missing the day Owen died.

And we never knew
what happened to it.

We've read the texts
between you and your mom.

Wait, what?
You read my texts?

That can't be--Legal?

We have a warrant.
I'm happy to show it to you.

Why don't you tell me
a little bit more

about wanting Owen
to go to a better place?

Well, no, I-I was
talking about him going into

a residential facility where
he could get 24-hour care.

The families I work with
become like my own,

and Owen was like my son.

And his sister, Emily,
and Jazi, were best friends.

Jazi.

Jazi, please,
tell these ladies

how Emily used to
stay with us all the time.

She liked our place
more than hers.

Said it was quiet,
a lot less crazy.

It was hard on Emily having
a brother like Owen.

She couldn't
have friends over.

Kids' parents
were always afraid

that he would
hurt their children.

So your insulin kit
went missing the day Owen died.

Was Emily at your house
that day?

Yes.

Did she know about
your diabetes?

Yes.

A few times, Emily
even gave me my insulin shot.

We've had some breaks
in the case.

Well, that's great news.

Yeah. Great.

This report shows
that Owen died

because he was injected
with insulin,

not from a sodium overdose.

You know that.

You knew it even before
we told your dad and you.

Em, what does she mean?

We're fairly certain
that whoever murdered Owen

used insulin stolen
from Jazmin Peligro.

Edu-- Eduardo killed Owen?

We thought that at first,
but Eduardo has no motive.

Owen wasn't ruining his life.

Owen wasn't ruining
anyone'slife. I don't--

Wasn't taking all the attention,
wasn't scaring him,

beating his mom.

Emily, honey, what's wrong?

I loved
Owen so much, Mom.

I really did,
but he was tearing us apart.

I could see
how scared you were.

Emily, stop, stop.
Stop talking.

Stop talking.

Did you give him
the soy sauce, Emily,

to keep him quiet
while you gave him the shot?

I'm so sorry. I never meant
for you to end up in here.

Shh. Shh. Shh. No, no, okay.
Stop now. Stop talking.

I thought that Owen was sick,
and sick people die.

Emily, honey, stop talking.

You go home.
You hear me?

You go home,
and you live your life.

It's not that simple.

I killed Owen.
It was me.

Penny,
we know that Emily--

But you can't
prove anything.

I gave him that insulin.

I will tell it to any judge,
to any jury,

because my daughter
deserves a life.

Penny Price
will stay in prison

for a murder
her daughter committed.

Appreciate the update.

You can go.

I get it.

You're looking for this.

Your letter of resignation?

Saves you the trouble
of firing me.

You have no idea
what's been happening.

You broke Twitter.

#HayesKeepsItReal
is through the roof.

You're a national hero.

You can go.

And keep my job?

Hell, you'll probably
get mine.

A scandal like this,
someone has to pay.

And while you skate,
like you have your entire life,

I am going to be investigated
by the Department of Justice

for misconduct
and corruption.

What?
Don't worry.

Nothing to do with
your transgressions.

They'll just be going through
every case I've ever touched

hoping to find something
to hang me with.

Will they find anything?

You can go.

Please, go.

♪ Washed out brain

Is that an olive tree?

It's for Jackson.

When you screw up past the point
of extending a branch.

Great work on the case.

The other day, you asked me
who I had to take care of.

It was my mom.

After my aunt was murdered,
my mom sort of disappeared.

I mean, she was right there
in the house, but it was quiet.

Not peaceful.

Crushing silence.

Sorrow.

It's true what you said
in that interview.

Most people don't get
second chances at life.

Penny sacrificed herself
for her daughter.

♪ My time, I need,
I need new ways ♪

Miss Morrison,
Mr. Morrison instructed me

not to let you upstairs.

I don't understand.

He said that he'd send the rest
to your new address.

Can I call you a taxi?

Uh, n-- That's okay.

Thanks.

♪ Not just cross myself out

♪ Not just disappear

♪ I've been trying to stay out

♪ But there's something in you

♪ I can't be without

♪ I just need it here

♪ I need new ways

♪ To waste my time