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[crickets chirping]

[soft piano music playing]

[brush stroking]

[heavy breathing]

[glass clinking]

[suspenseful music playing]

[bag jiggling]

[sighing]

[door creaking in distance]

[shoes squeaking]

[clank]

[heavy breathing]

[door creaking]

[electricity shutting]

[footsteps approaching]

[clanking]

[thrilling music playing]

[rattling]

[shoes squeaking]

Hello, Sarah.

How do you know my name?

Your paintings speak to me.

[panting]

No! No, don't run!

[struggling]

[panting]

Help! Ugh!

No! Help!

[panting] Help!

[screaming]

[breathing heavily]

[man] Wait! Stop! Stop!

[breathing heavily]

[groaning]

[knocking on door]

[lady on PA] Doctor Morris
dial 115 please.

Sarah, I'm detective Sousa.

How you feeling this morning?

Doctor tells me that the wound
just missed your heart.

You're very lucky.

I don't feel lucky.

I don't blame you.
It's an awful... [exhaling]

awful thing this man did.

So, I guess you
haven't caught him yet.

No.

You feel up to answering
a few questions.

How clearly,
do you remember him?

Very.

Sorry, this is taking so long.

I think I got him this time.

Closer?

A little. Although...

Face was more angular.

You mean like, more cheek bones?

Can I borrow your pencil a sec?

It's him.

[door shuts]

[Sousa]
Theodore we've got the knife

with your fingerprints
and her blood on it.

Now, where do you figure
that leaves you?

[strumming fingers]

Hmm?

Oh, that's great Einstein,
you don't say a word.

I tell you what, why don't I...

drop by the state pen
on your 60th birthday

and say "hello."

You'll be dead by then.

-[scoffs]
-[strumming fingers]

I know you're a smart guy.

Why don't you help yourself
and level with me?

Why'd you do it?

Do what?

[strumming continues]

[door opens]

The name's Theodore Gray.
He's got a record.

Harassment,
obsessive type stuff.

You've got a real gift, Sarah.

We would have never gotten
this guy without your drawing.

Don't worry, he can't see you.

Yes, he can.

[buzzing]

[judge]
Mr. Gray, you have been found

guilty of armed assault
with the intent to kill.

Your's was a brutal, senseless
and despicable crime

for which you seem to be
totally unrepentant.

I hereby order you to serve
15-25 years in State Prison.

[door clanking]

My only regret, sir,
is that I cannot impose

a longer sentence.

[Brett] Ma'am, I never thought
it was gonna take this long

to pick all this stuff up.

But I want this office to be,
you know, me.

[Rebecca] There'll be someone
someone to help you with that.

Whoa!

Feel a little case
of sticker shock here.

Let me ask you something.

What if I ask
Aaron Webber to, uh...

do me up a bid.

They would probably bid lower.

Okay, so, uh...

I'm doing business with you
because...

Well, we are more selective
about our work force.

Which means higher labor costs.

But it also means
that all of your floors

and light fixtures,
mean everything actually

be installed perfectly
and on time.

Okay, you got me. [chuckles]

Here you go.

Sarah, thanks for helping me
with all this.

I know I can be
a pain in the ass.

Don't deny it.
Everybody else will.

You did great, Brett.

Yeah.

-Yes?
-Here, file that.

Uh, Hank Freeman phoned again.

What a pest he is.

And, your husband,
votre mari,

said he would be back at seven.

And there's a call for you
on line one.

Hmm, thanks.

Hello.

Hi, this is Val
from First credit.

A Rebecca Shapiro
applied for a visa card.

We need to verify her salary.

Yes, Rebecca earns
$80,000 a year.

Okay that's all we needed.

Thanks.

Thanks, Sarah.
I've been trying to get a card

but my credit's a disaster.

-Perspective exercises?
-Yeah.

Client nightmare.

You nervous, Sarah.

No.

Remind Rebecca to send
silk swatches to Mrs. Carlucci.

[recorder beeps]

[pager ringing]

[giggling]

[engine revving]

[soft romantic music playing]

Umm...

So, what did I do
to deserve this?

Oh, it's what
you're going to do.

Oh really,
now you've a say in the matter.

Well, I plan
on rendering you speechless.

Mm-hmm.

What you staring at?

Nothing.

No, you were staring at my scar.

No, I wasn't.
There's nothing to stare at.

-It's not even noticeable.
-It is to me.

Let's not get away
from the big picture, anyway.

Umm...

You know, we really shouldn't.

Ir's right in the middle
of my cycle and...

That's part of the plan.

Let's make today the day.

Okay, just stop.

Well, great. What else is new?

[tape stops]

[exhaling deeply]

So, I really messed things up,
didn't I?

You just went
hot and cold Sarah.

Specially when it comes to kids.

You know, I thought, you know,
maybe if I made it more festive.

Look I want to have a baby,
Michael, I do.

What we've been married
two years?

I'm 43 years old.

So... when do you see
this happening?

I'm just not ready yet.

When I used to say that
to women it meant never.

Well, that's not what it means
when I say it, okay.

Did something happen
at the office today?

Why would you ask that?

Because we tend
to have this discussion

when things go badly at work.

Spare me
the psycho-analysis, okay.

So I was right, something
did happen. What was it?

They want me
to go to Washington,

to testify hearings
for the insurance industry.

Okay, so how did you
get stuck with this?

Because nice guys finish last.

I gotta convince
the Senate committee,

that we didn't engage in any
illegal ratings practices.

Which of course we did.

Right. So they want you to lie.

And, I hate it.

I hate knowing
that I am the bad guy.

Well, I've got 16 years
at Monolith,

'cause I gotta be
the good company man, you know.

Michael you're miserable
in this job.

Why don't you just quit?

Well, you have things you
aren't ready to do. So, do I.

[doorbell ringing]

-Hi.
-Nick.

I'm sorry
for dropping by like this.

Sarah, I really need your help
on this sketch.

Hey, hey Michael.

Right Michael, he's a friend

and he hasn't asked
in a really long time.

You don't owe him anything.

What gives him the right
to even ask you?

[clears throat] Listen,
I wouldn't be doing this,

if it wasn't really important.

I got a witness that may
not last through the night.

It could be a tough time
coming here.

Theodore Gray's parole hearing's
next week.

I know it's not gonna be easy
for you to testify.

Still gonna be there, right?

Yeah, of course.

So, Michael, uh...

he still doesn't know,

about this does he,
about Gray, about any of it?

No and umm, I would like to keep
it that way, okay, Nick?

Her name's Dana Pennington, uh,

male, white attacker,
that's all we know.

And, what you should know,

she's in real bad shape.

[machine beeping]

Lights,

lights are flashing.

Dana can you hear me?

I'm so glad you're here, mama.

That's you right, mama?

Yeah, it's me honey.

Can you tell me
about the man that hurt you?

Did he have a round face
or a long face?

Long, wore black cap,

winter.

Okay, winter cap that's good.

Before, he flashed his lights,

You mean, headlights?

Hold my hand!

[wailing] Tighter. Don't let go,
don't let go!

I won't, it's okay.

I love you, mama.

[thrilling music playing]

[gasping]

Whoa, whoa, hey, hey, it's okay.

It's okay, it's just a dream.

[sighing]

You've been like this every time
you do one of those sketches.

Huh?

Why do you put yourself
through this?

Because I know
it makes a difference.

[sighs] It does damage,

to you, to us.

Come on, we've talked this one
to death okay, Sarah.

I want you to quit.

It's time.

Sarah.

Hey, listen I gotta run.

So, promise me
that you'll talk to Nick.

Okay?

[Sarah] What are these?

Some new artist.
Very hot I'm told.

Who would hang these
in their home?

People with awful taste.

Which is much
of our client has so...

I thought
we should keep it on file.

Hi, can I help you?

Mrs. Reynolds.

Hank Freeman.

Rebecca why don't you
take a break.

How dare you come here.

I'm only acting
on behalf of my client.

I want nothing to do
with you or your client.

Mr. Gray would like a meeting.

Anything I have to say
I'll say at his parole hearing.

Well, if you have
a change of heart

you know where you can reach me.

I won't.

And if you contact me again,
I'll file harassment charges.

[thrilling music playing]

Hold it.

[screaming]

[groaning]

[struggling]

Keep still!

-[camera clicking]
-[woman screaming]

Stop moving!

No, please!

[man yelling]

[man groaning]

How many guys do you figure over
the years you've had put away?

Muggers, kidnappers, rapists,
murderers couple dozen I bet.

Yeah, and I was really glad
to do it, all right.

It was my way of offering
more to the world,

than just overpriced furniture.

But it's starting to cost me
too much, Nick.

I mean this guy,
attacks another woman.

What's that gonna cost?

Don't lay that off on me.

Sarah, this girl,
Meredith McRaney,

she got a clear look
at this guy's face.

I need the best. Now...

you started the drawing,
finish it for me.

Fine, this is it, Nick.
This is the last time.

Normal distance apart.

The lids maybe angled down
a little bit.

That's pretty much for the eyes.

Shouldn't I be concentrating
on the whole face.

No, it's better if you've done
eyes for details

'cause I need them.

Pretty gutsy
how you handled that guy.

I come from a family
of five brothers.

I don't take crap from anyone.

-So, how tall are you Meredith?
-Five-nine in heels.

Five-seven without.

So, when you were facing him,
you're eyes came up to where?

Uh.

His forehead.

So, that would make him about...

Five-seven.

We had a guess.

Okay, yeah, yeah,
I see how this works now.

You have a cool job.

Working in an office, it sucks.

All right, it's time for you
to take a look.

Wow, that's really
in the ball-park.

Okay.

A little less heavy
on the eyebrows.

Yeah.

Maybe a little less droopy
on the eyes.

W... wider through the mouth.

Make some lines on the forehead.

I-I think his nose
was narrower than that.

Hm, even more narrower
than that.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm positive.

This is really close, uh...

Maybe a little less of the curve
on the jawline.

That doesn't feel right.

Huh, who are we drawing?

The guy that I saw right?
A less of a curve.

Don't really lead you
through the end but...

It's definitely him.

[phone ringing]

-Hello.
- Hey Sarah, it's me.

Uh, sorry I missed you earlier.
Did you get the sketch?

Yeah, I, uh, put it in your
inbox when I couldn't find you.

You kidding. I just picked up
my inbox it wasn't there.

Uh...

Listen will you do me favor,
do up another one

as soon as you can,
I'll pick it up.

Nick, I can't.

You know, it just takes
too much out of me.

And, besides I promised
Michael that I wouldn't.

I'm sorry.

Michael where were you
last night?

Before you came home.

At the office, as always.

Doing what?

Same thing I'm doing right now.

Trying to keep
my-my story straight.

You know,
for the Senate committee thing.

I'm being, uh, pretty good sport

about the interrogation,
don't you think?

So, you were at the office
around 8:30.

At 8:30, I, uh, I take a run.
You know that.

I work till eight
and then take a run.

Clear my mind, then...

Did anyone see you? I mean,
someone must have seen you.

Um, what's going on?

Another woman was attacked
and I did a composite for Nick.

I thought we agreed
that you were done.

That's certainly what you
were pushing for, wasn't it?

Is that why?

[laughing] This a joke, right?

Sarah, what are you thinking?

Look at him, Michael.

What? So, you assume it's me?

I'm drawing
and the face is becoming

more and more familiar.

What would you think?

I would think
that it's a coincidence.

That it's someone
who resembles me.

Anything but
what you're assuming.

That's more than just
a resemblance.

No, it's not.

Not unless you think

that I could do
what this man has done.

Not the Michael that I know.

What other Michael is there?

We all have secrets.

I don't.

Not from you.

This is bull.

You're afraid of me.
I can feel it.

I think I'll take the couch.

That way we'll both sleep
a little easier.

[Irena] Goodbye Mr. Reynolds.

[car revving]

[tires screeching]

Good morning.

Hi, Irena.

Hey, Mrs. Reynolds
it's only, uh, how you say,

"A bump in the road."

[Ted] This is key to showing
the statistical foundation

for our rate structure.

You with me, Mike.

Focus here, pal.

Keep your eyes on the prize.

Yeah, which is,
everything the firm's asked

is always paper.

-Mike
-Relax, Ted, okay.

When it's time to testify
I'll know these figures

and I will do my best
to confuse the committee.

Mike, we're not exactly
alone here.

I don't give a damn, I don't.

You.

[sirens blaring]

[Nick] Listen Joe,
I don't care...

Bag it, tag it and get it off
to forensics, all right?

If that's the reason
you think Michael's...

We found Meredith's shoes...

and Polaroid those photographs
in Michael's closet.

You don't need to look
at those Sarah.

[shocked]Oh.

This isn't what it looks like.

It can't be.

I am so very sorry.

I wanted to close this case
but sure as hell not like this.

Where's Michael?

[door buzzing]

[indistinct chatter]

Sarah, thank god. Huh...

You gotta get me out of here.

They filed charges,
Michael, for murder.

The arraignment's tomorrow.

Murder? Who's murder?

The man who attacked
Meredith McRaney

also killed Dana Pennington.

Both women worked
in your building.

Well, so do 300 other people.

The police found things,
in our house.

What things?

What things, Sarah?

The attacker's clothes,

murder shoes, photos.

[stammering] I-I-I don't know
what you're talking about.

They were in your closet.

-Their not mine.
-So, how did they get there?

I don't know!

Are you buying into this?

I can't explain
the things I've seen.

What does that mean?

-What the hell does that mean?
-You're scaring me.

You're scaring me!
I didn't do this!

[sighing] Sarah.

Sarah, I didn't kill anybody.

I didn't attack anyone.

You gotta believe me.

[Ernesto] Psst, eh. White bread.

You like men?

No.

[Ernesto]
You will when I'm done.

Talk to me.

I said, "Talk."

A-about what?

[huskily] Your body.

Your body white bread.
Give me details.

Start talking or I'm gonna
come down after you.

Uh... [sighing nervously] um.

I'm six foot, uh...

I-I have blond hair.

[pant unzipping]

[Ernesto huskily]
What about the chest?

Yeah, uh, broad.

[man aroused] Any hair?

-What?
-Any hair?

Uh.

[bed rattling]

Yeah, yeah.

[man] Oh, yeah.

Oh, I love a hairy chest.

I love hairy men.

[man aroused]

[laughing]

I'm just messing with you.

I'm Ernesto. [laughing]

Hey.

Got you.

Mr. McCain.

How could you loose
that bail hearing?

The bail hearing
is just a battle, Mrs. Reynolds.

The trial is the war
and I intent to win it.

My team and I are already
preparing our strategy.

And, does that involve looking
into other possible suspects?

Not necessary.

We must simply establish
reasonable doubt.

And rest assured
we will do exactly that.

Um...

Do you think
that he is innocent?

Madam, you hired me
because of my acquittal record.

My goal is to give you
what you want.

Six feet,
Meredith said five-seven.

[keys clicking]

Don't laugh, don't cry,
don't show nobody nothing.

Yo man, you too close to me.

Following me
like a freaking puppy dog.

-Sorry.
-Don't use that word, it's weak.

It's due what they got.

It's gonna be hard to picture.

Anyways you'll be protected.

Meantime, be invisible.

But, when trouble comes
you never back down.

What do you mean, trouble?

Some guy's up to bash you up.

What guy? Why?

Better hope it's not him.

[man yelling]

[sighing]

[papers ruffling]

[scribbling]

[keys jingling]

[knocks on door]

[door creaking]

[clock ticking]

[water dripping]

[knocking on door]

[gasping]

[Kip]I can hear you in there.

And, I'm coming in.

Mmm, uh.

[stuttering] Where's Henry?

Who are you?

Um, Henry's not here.

I'm his parole officer.

I'm Kip.

So, um, you
and Henry are friends?

Henry is my best friend.

Henry's got him this...

itty-bitty camera.

Sometimes, we make movies,

and watch them after on TV.

He's kind of dumb,

like me.

So, um, Kip is it okay
if I asked you

some questions about Henry?

Is Henry in trouble?

I know he done bad things.

Things with ladies.

Has he done bad things lately?

Is your coffee okay?

Yeah.

It's great, thanks. Um...

Did you see Henry come in
last Tuesday night?

[hesitating]

Today is, Saturday?

One more.

Tuesday.

Huh...

Did I see him?

Probably would have been
around 8:30 at night.

He might have been wearing
a black sweat suit.

[agitated] Oh, I don't know.

I forget, stuff.

Henry's gone.

Ain't he?

Yeah, he is.

I'm sorry.

Maybe the pretty lady took him.

What pretty lady?

She'd come to visit him
sometimes.

Okay, how about we play a game.

Okay, you...

tell me what she looked like

and I'll draw
a picture of her, okay?

Hmm.

Thank you.

[Michael]
I've never seen her before.

Well, maybe she wasn't involved
but I think Henry Coleman was.

Sarah, you, uh...

Why would anyone want
to frame me?

You know, I-I
it doesn't make sense to me.

I don't know, but, um...

I'm sorry, Michael,
sorry that I doubted you.

Well, just knowing
that you're on my side now,

it's all that matters.

I'm gonna get you out.

Okay, I'm taking this to Nick.

You got nothing here, Sarah.

All right just look at
Henry Coleman's picture, Nick.

All right, he-he could be
Michael's brother.

I think that he's the one...

Sarah, we searched
Coleman's apartment.

There is nothing.

There is nothing that links
this man to the crimes.

Michael is innocent.

This isn't
what it appears to be.

We found the evidence
in your house.

Look, your loyal I get that.

I feel for you, I really do.

But you're grabbing
at straws here.

Sarah, my door is always open
to you as a friend.

But it is closed for every
desperate crazy ass theory.

Now, we both know,

who the perp is.

[car honking]

[car beeping]

[keys jingling]

[dialing phone]

[phone ringing]

Yes.

Yes, hello, this is Margaret

calling from credit card
services.

A Henry Coleman
has applied for a visa card

and I was wondering,
if you could confirm

his employment status
for us please.

Let me check.

He's a handyman at a place
called "The Edge."

Thank you.

[Ernesto]So, your lady,

she got herself
some pretty movies, huh?

Hey, she's my wife.

Let's not talk about her
like she's some bimbo.

Hey, chill out, okay.

Little too tightly wound.

[toilet flushing]

[lighter clicks]

People are watching me, Ernesto.

I, I can feel it, you know.

Eyes on me.

People are watching me.

You need to hook up, man.

What do mean, hook up?

You know, with a gang,
for protection, man.

I could spot you.

You gotta be kidding me.

I don't wanna hook up
with anybody.

I wanna get outta here.

I'm hearing things, man.

What, what kind of things?

Things.

Just watch your back tomorrow,
that's all.

[water dripping]

[door creaking]

[eerie music playing]

Powerful, isn't it?

Chad Sharpe, I run the place.

I've seen this before.

Art in America, maybe.
They just did a feature.

You wanna get in the ground
floor now's the time.

So, who is Lazarus?

Hmm, he likes to keep
that a secret.

If anything
it builds up the buzz.

I sold almost every piece.

This one's still available.

If you're interested
in a purchase.

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct chatter]

Look, okay, I'm not here
to bother anybody, all right.

[door closing]

Hello, Sarah.

Thank you for coming.

Please have a seat.

You look well.

That's a lovely locket.
Is that a gift
from your husband?

I'm not here to talk about that.

No, I suppose not.

Sarah, you know that I never
tried to contact you.

That we've never...

spoken about what occurred.

What you did, you mean.

Of course.

I can't excuse my conduct
but I can explain it.

I can apologize for it.

And I'd like to do that now
if I may.

Not if that makes you
feel better.

Nothing can that.

Thank you.

I'll spare you the melodrama
of my childhood.

Sufficing to say that growing up
as award of the State was no...

Norman Rockwell material.

I never knew my mother.

That's what drew me
to your paintings.

Your mother and child series.

To me...

they were images

of the nurturing
I never received.

I watched you work,

for days, weeks.

And I came to believe
that I had to make you mine,

one way or another.

Sarah, I regret
what I did to you,

more than I can ever say.

I can have compassion
for the child.

But I can't forgive the man.

Well, I suppose
I didn't expect you to.

But since my hearing
is tomorrow, I...

I wanted to see
what I've become.

I-I've finished several violent
defenders programs. I...

I've earned a degree
in art and literature.

And I teach the other inmates.

E-excuse me are you asking me
to testify on your behalf?

I-I only ask
that you hear me out.

I don't need to.

I saw your paintings.

You're Lazarus.

Seemed a fitting pseudo name
for someone who's been reborn.

Right, but that wouldn't be you,
would it.

Do you know
what your paintings tell me?

That you are now exactly
who you were then.

I won't testify for you.

Not now, not ever.

I'd hoped to settle this
pleasantly.

It's strange isn't it,
how I've become an artist?

It's almost as if the gift
passed from you to me.

Ten years isn't enough time for
what you did to me.

Neither is 20 and it's exactly
I would tell the parole board.

If you try to keep me in here
your husband will pay the price.

What do you mean by that?

The system's my world, Sarah

and Michael's in it.

If you testify against me

or go to the authorities,
he'll die.

And before he dies
I'll make him suffer in ways

you can't possibly imagine.

-You can't do that.
-Of course, I can.

But don't take my word for it.
Go and see him.

His nose is broken
and I made it happen.

So, what happens
if I speak on your behalf?

He'll be unharmed,
you have my word.

And suppose I testify for you

and the board,
still turns you down.

Make believers of them, Sarah.
I'm counting on you.

So, is Michael.

[knocks on door]

You used Henry Coleman
to frame him, didn't you?

I'll see you at the hearing
tomorrow, Sarah.

You still are very, very pretty.

[door closing]

[buzzing]

[door closing]

[train whistling]

My God, look at you.

It's nothing, um.

Just had the doctor
take out that bump.

You know, I never liked
that bump anyway, so.

[Michael exhales deeply]

Why didn't you ever tell me
about Gray?

I wanted to leave it
in the past.

You know,
for the first couple of years

I slept with a gun
under my pillow.

And after that I just never
looked back.

So, many things
make sense now, hm.

I'm sorry I never told you.

All this time
I've been living in a shadow.

And, now we both are.

When's the hearing?

Tomorrow morning, 9:45.

Okay.

Don't do it, Sarah. Okay.

Don't testify for him.

-Michael.
-I can take care of myself.

I-I it doesn't like it, but...

I can't loose you.

Don't let him out

after what he did to you.

I want you to promise me.

Okay?

Promise me, damn it.

[door opens]

Sarah I'm really glad
that you are here.

It's gonna make
all of the difference.

Gray...

The guy's coming off
like Gandhi in there.

I almost get the feeling
that the board

is leaning in his direction.

[door opens]

[man] Mrs. Reynolds.

Knock'em dead.

Thanks for coming,
Mrs. Reynolds.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

This board would like to hear
your testimony

to aid us into deciding
the matter of Mr. Gray's parole.

The floor's yours.

I was a student leaving class,

at night. And...

Mr. Gray attacked me
with a knife.

He didn't look calm and normal
like he does now.

And he left me with scars
that I still carry.

But recently
I met with Mr. Gray, and...

we talked
about his rehabilitation

among other things and...

After meeting with him
I must tell the board,

that I really believe
that he's a changed man.

[phone dinging]

[phone ringing]

Hello.

[Gray]
You did the right thing, Sarah.

How did you get this number?

I know you've been talking
to Sousa, Sarah.

And I want you understand

that as long as you don't
venture where you shouldn't

I'll keep my side
of the bargain.

That's not enough,
my husband is still in jail.

I doubt he will be for long.

He'll go to trial
with advantages,

I never had.

Money is status.

-Find a lawyer.
-Innocence.

Everyone will get
what's coming to them.

Be seeing you, Sarah.

No, you won't.

That's an ice breaker.

[Gray] Drive.

[engine revving]

[crickets chirping]

[wind blowing]

[dog barking]

[doorbell ringing]

Flowers. They're not from me.
You let Gray walk.

Please tell me why because
I gotta hear it from you.

Nick it isn't
what it looks like.

"It's not what it look likes",
is that your motto these days.

You say, Mike is innocent
and we got him dead to rights.

You take a guy
who almost kills you

and you put him out
for sainthood.

I can't explain it.

Well, I think I can.

Sarah, I've talked to a couple
of shrink friends of mine,

and they think that,

it's possible, what Gray
did to you ten years ago,

has left you seriously bent.

And, maybe, maybe, you know
what Michael did to those girls,

and maybe it's some sick game
between the two of you.

Get out of here.

-Sarah, I don't know
who the hell you are anymore!
-Get out of here!

[car door closing]

[engine revving]

[Chad] As the owner of The Edge,

it has been my privilege
to represent Lazarus.

The artist who's powerful work

has taken the art world
by storm.

His true identity
has been the subject

of endless rumor
and speculation.

Here to set the record straight,
is the artist himself.

Theodore Gray.

[applauding]

I don't have
a prepared statement

but I'm glad to answer
any questions you might have.

-[lady] How did...
-Is it true you spent
time in prison?

Prison gave me the chance
to change my life.

I'm living breathing testament

to the possibilities
of rehabilitation.

-[man] The question here...
-How does that square...

with the fact
the themes of alienation,

despair even violence,
so pervade your work.

I think the point
is that I now rule,

the impulses that once ruled me.

Now, I express them
artistically as opposed to...

-Theloniously.
-[all laughing]

Thank you.

Have you ever killed anyone?

[camera clicking]

Now, if I say, "yes,"

I'll get in trouble.

But if I say, "No",
you'll be disappointed.

I'm a star.

All I needed was a chance
to shine.

I'm doing the morning show
circuit next week.

I'll have to catch it in LA.

I'm heading out.

I need a fresh start.

A woman like you
could go very farther.

From what I hear
it's my kind of town.

Be nice to leave
with a biggest egg, though.

We agreed on a price.

Hey.

Someone's been calling,
a Mrs. Lieber.

I know you're not interested
in taking on

any new clients right now
and I told her that.

But she told me tell you
that Lazarus referred her.

Isn't he that new
weird artist guy?

[dog barking]

[keys jingling]

[door creaking]

Mrs. Lieber.

Libre.

It's French for free.
I thought it was rather clever.

Oh, uh, for you.

Sort of a peace offering,
I do hope you take it.

No, thanks.

I find your rejection
profusely satisfying, Sarah.

Well, there's certainly more
where that came from.

I understand.

For years I hated you too.

Then I realized,

all the changes
that had happened to me,

all the good things
coming my way,

I owe them all to you, Sarah.

Well, I'm certainly glad
that I could contribute

to your personal growth.

I wanna put the past behind us.

You can't.

Neither can I.

Don't say that.

All the money, the success
even my freedom,

these things
can't bring me happiness.

But you can, Sarah.

With Michael out of the way
the two of us.

Is that what you think?

There's nothing you'd want
that I couldn't give you.

Do you have any idea
how much I hate you?

I hated you too
but look at me now.

Sarah, you'll forget all
about Michael, I promise.

I could help you.

-One phone call.
-Don't.

Part of you feels like I do.

There's no part of me
that feels like you do.

I have reservation
at the Bijou for eight.

I'll wait for you, Sarah.
But I won't wait forever.

[door closing]

[toilet flushing]

What do I do next time
Griswald comes after me?

Did you try standing still?

Okay, don't wear no shirt,
makes you hard to grab.

You go at his eyes,
he's way worse, whatever.

'Cause that's what
he's gonna do.

I like you asking me stuff.

Outside you got your big job,
your big house.

But in here,
I'm like a God to you, man.

Outside I'm just
a Cholo boosting your car.

[toilet flushing]

Irena.

[music on headphones]

-Irena.
-Huh!

You gave me heart attack.

Okay, you can't leave
the door open like that.

I-I bringing you air.

Irena, remember when you came in

and Michael
had slept on the couch.

Did anybody come to the house
that day. Try to remember.

Okay, did you see anything
unusual, anybody?

Nah, w-ait.

I take trash,
I see woman, she walk by.

I see before,
maybe she live in neighborhood.

Okay, um...

Did she look like this?

I think.

But hair was different.

Right.

[clicking keys]

[door squeaking]

[door shutting]

[flipping switch]

Hey, where's Ernesto?

[cop] They moved him.

Where to?

Presidential suite,
how the hell should I know.

[strumming fingers]

[sighing]

[pager beeping]

[water running]

[soft music playing]

You look radiant.

I shouldn't have come.

Why did you then?

Maybe that's what
I wanna find out.

Being apart from Michael, um...

I don't know the whole thing
just seems so confusing.

Confusing in what respect.

I guess I just sort of feel...

Relieved?

Our marriage wasn't perfect.

I mean, isn't.

You know, I really shouldn't be
telling you any of this.

I've every reason not to.

Sarah,

I'm going to do my very best
to win your faith.

I've given oil to my lawyer
in lieu of his fee

collect a friend of his saw it,

the rest is history.

You planned it all so perfectly.

When you have nothing but time
anything is possible.

I'm not talking about
your art career.

Neither am I.

So, Henry Coleman owed you,

because you got him a job
at the gallery.

Sarah, let's try to look
forward not back.

Well, I'm just intrigued
by how you think.

There must have been
a woman involved.

[cutlery clinking]

What makes you say so?

Well, with a man like you,

there's always a woman.

Is she still in the picture?

[scoffs]

We've parted ways.

When did you think
of framing Michael?

Sarah, please.

This is your idea
of winning my faith.

Why do have to know?

Make me a part of it?

Two years ago.

I saw your wedding photo
in the newspaper.

Michael bore a striking
resemblance to a fellow inmate.

It got me thinking.

Thank you.

We've just passed the point
of no return, Sarah.

Are you ready to go
where that takes us?

Yes.

[thrilling music playing]

[whispering]
It's always been you, Sarah.

Uh.

Could you excuse me
I just need to freshen up.

[tape playing]

[unclear tape]

[tape rewinding]

Damn.

[tape rewinding]

Everything all right, Sarah.

[keys jingling]

Tell me that's not
what you were doing.

[tape playing] With regard to
marble flooring, materials...

Dictation for work.

Assuming it was anything else

shows how little
you think of me.

-Sarah.
-You know, I come here,

after what you did and you
have the nerve not to trust me?

Sarah, please don't let
a simple misunderstanding...

This was not how I'd hoped
the evening would end.

[keys clicking]

[loud music playing]

[screaming]

[whistling]

[whistling]

[man announcing] Lovely Yvette
is leaving us folks.

So, what better
time to show some love

for all that unique talent.

She'll leave you
begging for more.

Please welcome sexy, sultry.

Kendra.

[screaming and applauding]

[whistling]

You know who I am, don't you?

You're in my way,
I know that much.

You planted evidence.

Your best chance
is to turn yourself in.

You mix me up with someone else.

You really think that Gray
is just gonna let you walk away?

Men let me do whatever I want.

Trick is,
always hold something back.

My husband is in jail
because of you.

Now, you're gonna help me
get him out.

I got places to go.

[thudding]

[door closing]

[rails clanking]

[cop]
Come on, boy, you're moving.

Damn.

[rails clanking]

[footsteps approaching]

[rails clanking louder]

Meet your new bunk mate.

[door creaking]

[door shutting]

[inhaling]

What you waiting for?

A sign.

[applauding]

[door creaking]

Oh, my God.

[thrilling music playing]

[tearing]

[camera beeping]

[man breathing heavily]

Well, I was gonna write
something down. But...

I can hardly spell.

Take too long anyway.

So, dressed myself up like a..

jogger, followed this girl.

I was just supposed to ruff
her up, take some pictures.

So, when I dropped her
into the bushes,

you know, I just...

I got, like I always get.

Well,

she's dead.

Look what I've done.

Look what I've done.

So, anyway, [plates clanking]

Gray was mad.

He was mad
and he made me do another gir.

Devil inside me
has woke up again.

Won't let me be.

[sobbing]

The same as I always was.

I just can't have that.

[breathing heavily]

[footsteps leaving]

[pager beeping]

[sirens blaring]

[sirens blaring loudly]

[cops shouting]

Freeze, hands in the air!

Okay, just wait a second.

[Nick] Guys, put them down,
put them down.

Before you say one word,

just let me inform you that

we got a tip that
this woman's life was in danger,

from you.

Okay, Gray made that call.

Okay, he killed her
and he's going to kill
Michael...

Sarah, this does not look good.

Nick, I am not lying.

Gray framed Michael.
It's all on that tape.

I'm taking you downtown
for questioning.

Nick you're just waiting time.

Okay, please do not do this.
Michael will die.

I'm taking you downtown
for questioning.

Nick, I'm telling you the truth.

Okay, just watch
the tape, please.

[door buzzing]

[laughing]

[cop] Nighty-night, boys.

[groaning]

[groaning]

[yelling]

[yelling]

[metal clanking]

[keys jingling]

[cop] What the...!

[Nick] Sarah.

[door closing]

It's over.

-Gray?
-The pager message,

it was routed to a cell tower
near Logan airport.

We grabbed his sorry ass

trying to board a flight
to Mexico city.

Okay, so what happens
to him now?

He'll be processed
and he'll be sent back

to prison, for a long,
long time.

Sarah, I...

[exhaling] What can I say?

You couldn't have known, Nick.

Yeah, well...

I'll be second guessing myself

for a long, long time
on this one.

[door buzzing]

Ah, here's my...

cue to make
a very discreet exit.

Take it easy.

-Hey.
-Hi.

[door closing]

Huff.

[thrilling music playing]

[door buzzing]

[scoffs]

[cop] Come on buddy, let's go.

[Sarah] Hmm, I can't get
close enough to you.

I dreamed about this, you know.

That's what it kept me going.

You know...

I love you, Michael.

And not,

the way I did, you know.

It's like I'm finally with you.

How'd you like to be with me
somewhere warmer?

Let's go away.

Yes, but I think
we should leave right now.

'Cause, God, don't we
deserve a vacation?

Hey.

What difference does it make
what time of the day she calls?

All the difference.

Before noon,
means she's really into you.

So, according to your system
it's really bad

'cause she only called me
back around 5:30.

[Gray] Uh!

[screaming] Oh!

[cop 1] Oh man,
what's wrong with him?

I think he's having
a heart attack.

Dispatch this squad A6

we have a suspect
in need of medical attention.

We're traveling south on Center
approaching third.

[lady] Confirmed.
Sending paramedics.

[brakes screeching]

[cop1] Dispatch this squad A6,

can we have an ETA
on the paramedics please.

[lady] Should be there
in about two minutes.

[cop 2] Man, he's not breathing.

What the...

Hey, hey!

Hey, hey!

Dispatch, dispatch, 1078,
officer in distress.

-[gunshot]
-[cop]

[gunshots]

[answering machine]

-Hi, you've reached Michael ad
Sarah please leave a message.
-Come on, come on pick up.

Sarah, if you're there
please pick up the phone.

Gray is on the loose!

Sarah, please if you're there
pick up the phone.

Gray has escaped.

[Nick on machine] Sarah,
pick up the phone
if you're there.

Sarah, pick up
the phone, Sarah!

[machine beeping]

See Michael, I can get ready
fast when I need to.

-[car screeching]
-Michael?

[dog barking]

[pager beeping]

[chain clanking]

[door closing]

[suspenseful music playing]

Michael.

[Gray] Hello, Sarah.

Where's Michael?

[scoffs]

If you don't tell me where he is
I'm gonna blow you're head off.

Oh, Sarah.

Why don't you come up
here to the bedroom
and have some wine.

I know it's your favorite
I took it from your home.

[gunshot]

[Sarah gasping]

[dog barking in distance]

[breathing heavily]

Michael.

[breathing heavily]

[gasps] Oh!

Okay, where is he?

What have you done to him?

Ah, ah, ah.

You've cost me everything,
Sarah.

And now
you're gonna suffer for it.

Watch.

[Sarah] No!

It's me that you want.

You can have me now.

I can have you?

Oh, Sarah.

I don't want you anymore.

[Michael grunting]

[panting]

[groaning]

Oh!

[groaning]

[bones cracking]

[screaming]

[muffled screaming]

[both sighing in relief]

[panting]

[dog barking in distance]

[soft piano music playing]