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(Transcribed by TurboScribe.ai. Go Unlimited to remove this message.) Now, I'm an old-fashioned cocksucker.

The more traditional kind.

The kind who fucks over anyone who hurts

me or a loved one.

You speak of ugliness, Mr. Conover.

You have not yet met ugliness.

Hey, it's all right.

Are you okay?

Fine, I promise.

What happened?

I don't know.

I was walking in the park and I

got lightheaded and then I think I just

went numb.

Hey, hi.

Jonathan.

You okay?

I'm fine.

It was probably just a bit of a

panic attack and then some stress.

Yeah, hey buddy, hey.

So what are the doctors saying?

Um, they're just saying that it was stress

-induced and that I'm gonna be discharged, so.

All right, so, I don't, I don't, I

don't, please, please.

Jonathan, come on, please, don't.

Open, open, open, open, please.

Can you track my finger?

And touch my finger.

Oh, please, really?

Come on, do it.

Yeah, and now your nose.

And uh, finger, and now nose.

I think you're okay.

I think you're okay.

Yeah, when can I get out?

Jesus, so what was it?

I don't know, they say, they say it

was just an anxiety attack.

Anxiety?

Why on earth would you have anxiety?

This thing going on in your life?

You're funny.

Why don't you come over to the house

one night this week and we can have

a, I don't know, a boozy sleepover, just

you and me.

Yeah, that sounds fun.

You okay?

You really okay?

I'm fine, I promise.

I'm thinking of you.

Okay, bye.

Yeah, sure.

It's a wonderful instrument, the violin.

Yeah, I, I like it.

Most kids at Riordan want to play the

drums and the bass and guitar and I

like the violin because it's different.

I heard you left your footprint on Conover's

head.

These butts.

Fernando, can I come in, please?

Please.

Miguel, hey, hey.

You look well, my friend, yeah?

Leave him alone.

He's my patient, Fernando.

Just get your hands off him.

You look strong, that's great.

I'm so sorry about your mum.

Don't talk to him.

I want you to know that what happened

to your mum, Miguel, I didn't do it.

All right, it's all right.

No, he should know that.

He needs to know that and so do

you.

There were lines I crossed but I did

not take Eleanor's life.

Get out of my house now.

I didn't do it, Fernando.

I didn't do it.

Out of your room, Miguel.

Now.

Fernando, I don't mean to seem insensitive but

desperation has a way of trumping good manners.

With Eleanor, there was something about her that

seemed, uh, I don't know, that was off.

I need to find out exactly.

This is your fucking plan to make her

seem off?

I know your grief because I feel your

grief and I want whoever did this to

be caught.

I don't believe you.

Well, you need to believe me.

And at a minimum, believe this, you need

to stay away from my wife.

Not like you stayed away from mine, huh?

She has to be fed.

Would you like to feed her?

Your daughter, would you like to feed her?

Yeah.

Here, baby.

Hattie's home.

You've met her before?

I have, yeah.

You've held her before?

Yeah.

Such a beautiful little girl.

Yeah.

That she is.

That she...

Come here.

See you.

Let's see you.

Yeah.

It's difficult to love her.

I have tried really hard, and I will

keep trying.

But it's difficult knowing how.

I could take her.

Would you prefer that?

Are you out of your fucking mind?

I had to ward him off grace, and

I thought if I appealed to him...

He'd what?

Believe you, forgive you?

You just committed witness tampering.

A condition of your bail is that you

stay away.

I did not try and influence you.

It doesn't matter.

You actually thought that you might win over

the man whose wife you're accused of savagely

killing.

How much fucking charm do you think you

have?

I didn't see the harm.

I really didn't.

I didn't.

I didn't do this to you ever.

Fine, I apologize.

What's next?

You actually did think you could change his

mind, didn't you?

Oh my God, of course.

What?

Why wouldn't he believe you?

You cast a spell.

You have done it with everyone you've ever

met.

With a face like that.

I have a handsome, charismatic client capable of

mesmerizing.

We will win this.

We will get the jury to see in

you what you see in you.

What I see in you.

Wow.

How did I do?

Did I pass?

Barely.

So what's the deal?

Are we just going to play games here,

Hayley?

Or do you perhaps have a legal strategy

for my defense?

I met with the district attorney.

They have a strong case.

The scene of the crime is essentially a

shrine to your DNA.

That said, it's still circumstantial.

She didn't offer a heat of passion, but

I think I could get her there.

If you were talking about a plea, the

answer is no.

Voluntary manslaughter would be a steal.

Yes, for someone who did it.

We lose a murder volunteer, you could spend

the rest of your life in jail.

I'm not pleading guilty.

Is that clear?

I'm innocent.

I did not fucking do it.

Hi, thank you very much.

Anything else?

No, that's great.

Thank you.

Thanks.

We're going to do a TV interview.

Like it or not, this case is on

trial right now on television for everyone to

see, including the potential jury pool.

We need to jump into that pool.

You want me to...

go on TV?

With me at your side.

It could be the straightest line to an

open mind.

Let people...

Let people see you, hear you, without being

subject to cross.

I never aspired to a perfect life, you

know.

I just wanted to be happy.

I had this idea of what a good

family looked like, which I got from your

mom.

That's really all I wanted.

Grace...

Your mother and I were never happy.

Why?

I was unfaithful to her...

all the time.

Now you are.

I think maybe that's what informed my contempt

for Jonathan.

He reminded me of me.

I was not a quote-unquote good husband

to Grace.

You were.

You were.

You were, Dad.

I remember.

You were...

You loved her.

You were devoted to her.

You would write her notes.

You'd bring her gifts.

You'd shower her with jewelry.

Dad, you loved her.

I saw it.

I remember.

I...

Yeah.

I did.

But I was unfaithful to her again and

again and again and again.

No.

And each time, I would come to the

realization that this was not the way I

wanted to live my life.

And I would come back to the fold,

determined to reset.

I would confess to your mother, apologize, give

her jewelry.

I don't think she ever wore any of

it.

I'm sure it was poison to her.

The gifts were penance, my atonement.

I mean, this is not what you needed

to hear right now, but the idea that

your ideal of a marriage was based on

what your mother and I had.

You've always had a way of chasing ghosts,

Grace, of believing in things you shouldn't.

I am afraid that you are going to

find a way to believe in him again.

Exactly how weak do you think I am?

Joining us now is Dr. Jonathan Frazier, along

with his attorney, Haley Fitzgerald.

Welcome.

Thanks for being with us.

Thanks for having us.

You know, this is a little unusual interview.

Allowing access to your client on national television.

Well, honestly, he's already been quite on display,

and the picture has been distorted.

I thought, let the people see for themselves.

What do you want them to see?

Uh, I suppose the answer to your question

is the truth.

Uh, which is to say that I'm flawed.

I do not pass myself off as honorable,

because I'm not.

I was unfaithful to a wife who I

love.

I hurt her, I hurt my son.

Both those things are unforgivable.

You do admit that you're a cheater, but

are you a killer?

Did you kill Eleanor?

That I'm not guilty of.

Well, let's take your version of events.

You say you suddenly came upon her, you

discovered her dead, but why did you run?

Because I was in shock, and I mean

that in the medical sense.

So that's a cognitive shutdown.

It's like a very extreme form of panic.

Innocent people do not flee.

Well, I didn't feel at all like an

innocent man.

I was guilty of infidelity, and I felt

pretty certain that, uh, Go ahead.

that I was the cause of her death.

Which is not to say that she died

at my hand, but I felt it was

possible, probably even that someone else, in a

fit of jealousy or rage, I had made

love to her.

It could have possibly triggered the killer.

Maybe he saw, uh, we know that she

was killed shortly after I left.

But the police say that the evidence points

only and unequivocally to you.

So I think that the police need to

collect.

The police do an excellent job, but sometimes

they make human mistakes.

You think they rushed here?

This is a high-profile homicide, which happened

to a mother from a well-to-do

school.

These things are not supposed to happen, and

when they do, the public demands an answer

and assurance that the same horror couldn't possibly

visit them.

The police feel that pressure, and yes, they

feel that pressure, and doubly so in an

election year.

I would think pressure to get it right.

Absolutely.

But sometimes they get blinded.

And in this case, by low-hanging fruit,

Jonathan was there around the time he left

his DNA.

And it wasn't you?

It wasn't me.

You know, I get the feeling you're trying

to come off as some kind of victim.

Well, I'm not a victim in a conventional

sense, no.

I brought a lot of this on myself,

but let's not forget that...

Sorry.

Go ahead.

Go ahead.

Let's not forget what?

Jonathan.

They didn't know all this.

I lost someone I love.

And, well, there you are.

People often think that being made a suspect

must preempt or quash grief, but I can

assure you that that's not the case.

So you still say you didn't kill her?

Well, I say I say that because I

did not kill her.

You love this woman.

You knew her.

You knew her life.

Do you have some idea, perhaps, who did?

I do, yeah.

I think we're gonna win.

Do you?

The jurors will be studying you for signs.

If you two don't feel it, neither will

the jury.

Are you devoted, Grace?

Why were you there that night, outside her

apartment?

What are you asking me?