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Freud famously wrote that
the aim of all life is death.

Thanatos, some call it.

The death instinct.

The drive towards self-destruction.

It lives in all of us, he said.

A need to court danger.

Put ourselves directly in harm's way.

Sometimes a whisper.

Sometimes a cry.

An invisible current.

A force beyond our control.

Your gun and your phone.

Which one of you is Simon says?

Gun, phone.

Freud's theory was largely
dismissed by his peers.

Why, after all, would any living
organism pursue its own demise?

But Freud's theory proved
more resilient than its detractors.

Because who among
us hasn't felt that urge?

We say yes to one more drink.

We strike a match and run
a finger through the flame.

We edge closer.

Tempt fate.

We flirt with death to
prove we're truly alive.

And if we can't stop?

Then that small fire we lit might
just burn the whole house down.

With us still inside.

Fuck! Jesus Christ!

Can I… I take this off? It's hot as shit.

Fuck.

Simon says?

Simone.

Isaac calls you Simon.

These the encrypted
files you need cracked?

Yeah.

The FBI's got people for this.

Not half as good as
me, but good enough, so

why are you here?

This isn't bureau business. This is…

It's personal.

I don't take cash or crypto.

But at some point,

I will ask you to return the favor.

And you'll do it with no questions asked.

What kind of favor?

Do we understand each other?

Wait here.

- How long is this gonna take?
- As long as it takes.

Hello.

Sorry for stranding you
at the party yesterday.

I… had to put out some fires.

You missed the birthday cake.

Yeah, well, I hope you
found some good material.

Well, you were right about your father.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Maybe next time we can
attempt an actual conversation.

So Nina mentioned the situation
with your ex and the gallery show.

You were right. It's a
stupid idea. She'll kill it.

Really?

That is what you want, right?

Well, I… I was just worried about,
you know, the possible perception.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah. No
bias, no bullshit. I get it.

Look, don't worry. She'll lay it on me.

I didn't mean to put you
in an awkward position.

That's on Nina.

Well, okay.

Thanks for understanding.

That's what friends are for, right?

Don't say you're mad at me.

Not everything is always about you, nile.

No?

Hello?

Agatha wiggs?

Who is this?

Ellis Boyd. I'm the in grams' attorney.

Madison's parents?

Thank you for… for calling me back.

The in grams are willing to meet
you this afternoon if you're available.

I… I am. I'm free all afternoon.

Glad to hear.

Their address is 929 west 75th
street, between Columbus and the park.

Can you be there by 1:00?

Nina?

Yeah, hi.

Come on up.

- Hey.
- Hey.

I'm so glad you called. There's something
I've been wanting to show you. Come in.

Can I get you some, coffee or water?

No. Thank you though.

Well, it's not quite finished yet,

so I didn't bring it out
for the art walk, but…

Here.

It's new.

And I think it… it might
be my favorite one.

It's powerful, shelley.

Really?

Really.

I'm glad. I… I was hoping you
would include it in the show.

I'd have it finished by then, of course.

That's actually the reason I called.

I didn't wanna do it over the phone.

The truth is…

…I was so taken with your work
that I… I got ahead of myself,

and I didn't think
through the implications.

I should have spoken
to my husband first.

I'm not following.

The book that aggie is
writing about my husband,

it is more complicated than I realized,

as far as a potential conflict of interest.

I've been divorced from
aggie for… for two years. …

Our financial interests
are completely separate.

I mean, we're barely in each other's lives.

- That won't matter.
- Matter to who?

Nile… …for one.

He's afraid that some people
might think that I'm showing your work

to influence the book.

- Are you?
- No.

No, of course not.

But that's not the point.

Honestly, it's for your sake
as much as anything else.

You deserve a debut that's all about you.

- Without the distractions from...
- this is aggie, isn't it?

Excuse me?

She told you not to show my work?

No.

No, no.

I told you. My husband,
he had concerns,

and he shared them with me, and,

honestly, I've thought
about this from every angle.

I'm really sorry.

I just don't think it's
a good idea. Not now.

Once the book comes
out and some time passes,

we can revisit this.

Sure.

In the meantime, I wanted to introduce
you to another gallerist. Libby may.

She's a rising star.

How's it going, bev? It's been a while.

- It's good to see you, Mr. Jarvis.
- You too. Gummy bear?

I really shouldn't. My
dentist just fixed a crown.

So chew it on the other
side. They're really good.

And, yes, my hands are clean.

You're late, nile.

I had to drop Nina off in Brooklyn.

These crisis comms people
bill $3,000 an hour per person.

They brought eight people. Do the math.

How come you didn't go
with the kamdar group?

They said they couldn't field a
top-shelf team on such short notice.

- What about salzman-adler?
- Booked until January.

Apparently, the crisis
comm business is thriving.

- You believe either of them?
- Not for a fucking second.

They're all rats fleeing a sinking ship.

So who did you go with?

The Montgomery group.

- Never heard of them.
- They're new.

Westbrook used them
when he ran for governor.

Westbrook lost.

Yeah, but he came close,

which is pretty impressive
when you consider

he was photographed with his
cock in a male prostitute's mouth

four months before the election.

He credits these guys with
helping him weather the squall.

Hello. Esme noor.

Nile Jarvis.

Of course, I know.

Hope you do a better job for
us than you did for westbrook.

Let's get started.

Before I introduce you to my team,

I wanna thank you for
trusting the Montgomery group

to help you navigate this
unfortunate and unfair situation.

We'll start with an overview of
our process, which can get dry,

so I thank you in advance
for hanging in there.

- Hey, shelley.
- What the fuck is wrong with you?

You say you care about me? Really?

Whatever you told Nina Jarvis,
it worked. Okay? The show's off.

No, no, hold on. I… I didn't say any...

bullshit! At least have the
decency not to lie to me.

I'm not an idiot!

Okay, look. You have to understand.

- It's more complicated than you think.
- You're unbelievable.

- Would you please just listen to me?
- Fuck you, aggie.

She… shelley?

- Your call has been forwarded…
- fuck.

Shelley, we need to talk about this.

At least let me explain.

Seriously?

That was a life-changing opportunity
for me, and you torpedoed it.

- Honestly, I… I can't.
- No. Hey, hey, come on.

Come on. That's not what...

god forbid I enjoy the tiniest bit

of professional success for once.

You know I want you to succeed.

No, you don't though. You really don't.

You have no idea how many times
I've given you the benefit of the doubt

with my friends, with my family.

Ten years of my life I took a
backseat to your fucking career.

We're not even married
anymore, and I'm still doing it.

- That's not fair.
- Not fair?

We made choices
together. I was supporting us.

Right, right. And if my work wasn't
making money, then it was just a hobby.

Did I ever force you to stop painting?

No. No, you wanted a baby.

We both did.

That doesn't mean I wanted
to give up everything else.

- Jesus Christ.
- But your work was what's important.

Your work was real.

Shelley, I support you.
I've always supported you.

- I still do!
- Bullshit!

You just sabotaged my one chance at...

I'm protecting you from
Nina Jarvis and her husband.

They are fucking dangerous.

My god. You need to leave.

Nile Jarvis might be an actual murderer.

Who you're writing a book
about because you know it will sell!

- No, that's not why I'm doing this.
- No?

No. I'm doing it because I
think he killed Teddy fenig.

What?

I know how that sounds. I
do. Especially coming from me.

But I… I don't think it was a suicide.

I'm telling you.

I was with nile the day
before he disappeared.

And I told him about Teddy,
about the accident, and Cooper.

And I think nile might
have done something. I…

That is what I'm trying to find out.

Aggie.

Aggie, this…

If anyone killed Teddy,

it was you.

He made a mistake.

A horrible mistake.

But you made sure he'd
never forgive himself.

And rather than ask yourself
what that means or how that feels,

you need to find someone to blame.

It's what you do.

Always.

You'd rather invent a murder
than look in the goddamn mirror.

You don't care about Teddy.

Or nile.

Or me.

You want a bestseller.

That's all you want.

That's all you've ever wanted.

You need to go.

I mean it. We're done.

- Shelley...
- no. Go!

We only need to flip one vote
to secure the council's approval.

And based on our analysis,

the two council members most likely
to switch votes are haas and mathers.

Just show me my yes.

Michael Morgan, who joined
us recently from mckinsey,

will walk you through haas's profile.

- Michael?
- Thanks, Esme.

So Lionel haas is serving
his second term on the council.

He's a former public school teacher.

Ugly divorce.

Shares custody of his seven-year-old son,
although haas is the primary caregiver.

Late last year, the son was
diagnosed with a rare carcinoma.

He's being treated at mount sinai.

Haas is trying to get him
into a trial at Sloan kettering.

So we have a clean
emotional asset... waste of time.

Sorry, excuse me?

… …waste of time? How much
clearer do you need me to be?

- No...
- we should let Michael finish.

He's been working up a profile
on haas for the last 24 hours.

I've known haas for five
years. Mathers for seven.

I know you won't get any
traction with either of them.

If you don't mind my asking,
what makes you so sure?

You're trying to convince the
sheep instead of the Shepherd.

It's been staring me in the face
since Phineas gold told us to fuck off.

Why it's taken me so
long to realize it, I… yeah.

We need to focus

on Olivia benitez.

Benitez?

Yeah.

There's no way she backtracks
after publicly condemning the project.

It's a cry for attention directed at me.

Olivia benitez is a true believer.

She's an opportunist.

You dangle something more tasty

in front of her she can
crow about on… TikTok,

she'll flip.

I disagree.

Supporting Jarvis yards would be
a capitulation to a power structure

she has spent her
career trying to dismantle.

Yeah. Go on.

All her self-righteous virtue
signaling is just political theater.

She wants something.

We just have to figure out what it is.

The customer you are
trying to reach is not available.

Please record your message.

Hey, I'm just checking in again to
see if you got anything off nile's laptop.

I also wanted to let you know that
I'm about to meet Madison's parents,

which, frankly, I'm
surprised they agreed to. But…

Yeah, call me when you get this.

Hi there.

I'm Agatha wiggs. Sorry
I'm a few minutes late.

James ingram. This is my wife, Mariah.

Please come in.

I'm sorry our attorney
didn't get back to you sooner.

Well, thank you for seeing me.

Well, honestly, we went back and forth
about whether we should even respond.

Of course. I know
this… this can't be easy.

I'm going out.

That's our son, Christopher.

He and his sister were very close.

Whenever this gets dredged up,
you know, he doesn't do well with it.

I put out coffee in the living room.

There's cream and sugar.

Black is fine.

James.

Ms. Wiggs, grieving our daughter is
hard enough without the public attention.

It's why we avoided
speaking to the press.

Thank you for making
the exception with me.

Is there anything you'd like to ask me,

before we get started?

You told our attorney that nile had,

consented to this book.

Yes, he's agreed to talk to me.

Why?

Well, he respects my work.

He wants to set the record straight.

Why would he trust you to do that?

Is it because you believe he's innocent?

Mrs. Ingram, I promise you,
my obligation is to the truth.

I agreed to no conditions whatsoever.

- So whatever you say to me about nile…
- Ms. Wiggs.

…I have no loyalty.

I think you misunderstand.

The only reason we're doing this
is because nile vouched for you.

You… you spoke to nile?

You sound surprised.

I just wasn't aware you
were, in contact with him.

Or… or how you might feel about him.

How we feel?

We feel awful about the way those
vultures in the press hounded him.

The way they hound him still.

They just keep circling and circling.

They won't be satisfied until he…

Poor nile has had to…
bear the lies and the rumors.

It's been a kind of hell.

I pulled a few things from Madison's
life I thought you might wanna see.

I've only got a few minutes.

I talked to abbott. Agatha
wiggs reached out about a book.

He talked to her once
on background. That's it.

You're sure?

He wouldn't lie to me.

I'm his supervisor, but we're also friends.

Friends?

Yeah. Are we done?

I hope so.

What are you so worried
about at this point?

It's a closed case. Everyone at the bureau
knows that Madison's death was a suicide.

Except abbott.

He accepts the case is closed.

Some people don't care about the truth.
They just believe what they wanna believe.

That's what we're trying to manage.

So you keep an eye on
abbott until I tell you otherwise.

She's beautiful.

Yeah.

She was a birder.

She knew them all.

She'd walk through central park,
and just from a warble or a chirp

or a flash of color between
the leaves, she'd point…

"Northern parula."

"Yellow warbler."

That's quite an unusual
hobby. How did she get into it?

A therapist suggested,
she find something concrete

and outward facing to
focus her… her restlessness.

Birding helped, along with medication.

When… she took it.

I loved my daughter.

But she was capricious. Willful.

She was bipolar.

I… I… I didn't realize.

Well, it's no one's business.

I'm only telling you now for nile's
sake to give you some context.

When was she diagnosed?

In her mid-teens.

And after all the specialists
and the psychiatrists,

what good did it do her?

At a certain point, you
have to take responsibility

for your choices, your life, and

Madison had so much anger.

At whom?

At the world. At us.

Me, mostly.

- Don't say that.
- No, but it's true.

The cruelest irony

is that nile made Madison
the happiest she'd ever been.

She was practically glowing that day.

They both were.

Madison wasn't an easy person to love.

Believe me.

Nile saved her life, you know.

She attempted suicide two
years before she succeeded.

Nile found her in the
bath, her belly full of pills.

By the time nile got her to
the hospital, she'd turned blue.

He tried so hard.

We all did.

But it was never enough.
Nothing was ever enough.

I'm… I'm curious if
you have any insights,

or… or even just a theory
why they never found her body.

She didn't wanna be found, that's why.

So you think it was hostile?

Well, isn't it?

Denying your parents closure.

Maybe she just

wanted to spare us the
trauma of finding her.

She… she left a note, didn't she?

I thought you might wanna see it,
so I made a copy for you. It's here.

And you're…

You're certain it's authentic?

Absolutely.

Three different forensic experts
confirmed the handwriting is Madison's.

There's no forgery.

No question.

You keep it if it's useful.

We just hope the truth will put an
end to these crazy conspiracy theories.

Because every time
someone writes something,

it feels like they're
killing her all over again.

You'd rather invent a murder
than look in the goddamn mirror.

I need… I need a bathroom!

Hey!

Open this door, or I'm
gonna take a piss on the floor!

You're too late.

Come with me.

So?

Nile Jarvis?

Yeah.

None of the files you
grabbed was his fitness app.

But I did find a heavily encrypted link

to a private network.

You know him?

When was this recorded?

It wasn't.

This is a live feed.

Can you

trace where he is?

No way. Feed's running through
multiple vpns, so it's untraceable.

Opsec is flawless.

I copied the decrypted link
and pasted it to the drive,

so you can show it to your people.

You are bringing this
to the bureau, right?

Aw.

Hey. Yeah, I know. I'm sorry, love.

I'm sorry, baby.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

You just needed a walk.
Yeah, it's not your fault.

Baby.

Hey. I was starting to worry.

I've been calling.

Did you get into his files?

Yeah.

So you accessed his fitness app?

Are… are you there?

There was nothing.

Nothing?

No, they didn't go anywhere
that night. He was asleep by 10:00.

Look, this is my fault.

For getting you into this. We
didn't even know each other, and I…

I put these ideas in your head.

You played a hunch. I get it.

We all go a little crazy sometimes.

But there's nothing else for you to do.

I mean it, aggie. Let it go.

For your own good.

And what is bloodlust, really,

if not that same death
instinct turned safely outward?

We are, all of us, drawn to monsters.

Enthralled by the fantasy that any
of us brave enough to sling a stone

can slay Goliath.

We play the hero,

the savior,

Valiant and righteous.

So we hunt the beasts that prey upon us.

Convinced our act of violence
will be the thing that keeps us safe.

But does it, in the end?

Once Goliath is vanquished,

the dragon slain,

deep down we know
the real threat remains

within us,

ever present…

Itching for release.

The truth is, we need our villains

alive and well.

Because without them,

we're left to face ourselves.

You brought company.

My chief of staff, Elijah garrity.

Hi there.

What do you want?

So we own this building,

this entire square block,
as I'm sure you know,

but our plans to develop
this space are now shot,

thanks to city council regulation.

Asbestos.

Don't worry. Trace amounts. Sub .5%.

Barely detectable.

Well below the level requiring remediation
in every municipality in this country,

except New York City.

What are we doing here, Mr. Jarvis?

Other than getting exposed to asbestos.

You survived the New
York public school system.

Wow. Funny.

Look, we both know I'm
just a useful boogeyman

that you're using to rile up the crowd.

And granted, it is working.
I appreciate your instincts.

I mean, taking me down as
an opening gambit? Brilliant.

What do you really want? Long term.

Because you're smart. You're ambitious.

But progressive Wells,
they run dry quickly.

Five bucks at a time.

Your point being?

My point being is, I am
willing to take the write-down

and donate all of this land to the city.

If Olivia approves your
zoning plans for Jarvis yards.

It's a win-win.

You spin this whole
thing like it's your idea.

Olivia benitez, the young upstart

who extracted her pound of
flesh from the big, bad Jarvis family

to alleviate the affordable housing crisis.

Throw in some green space.

You make the rounds on msnbc.

You bring in your mainstream libs,

the ones you still need to convince
you're not just some naive ideologue,

but that you're here
to make some moves.

My vote isn't for sale.

Being a radical, it gets you attention.

Showing you're a pragmatist,
that gets you donors.

The kind you need to level
up, run for congress, mayor,

maybe even someday governor.

You're young, and you're talented.

And you're playing the long game
even if you don't even know that yet.

Take the win.

What do you think?

I think we're done here.

Fuck!

So what did she say? She go for it?

I got her attention, but… but… but what?

She says she's not for sale.

So, no.

All right.

I'll find another way for
her to change her mind.

You don't take the
carrot, you use the stick.

Right?

Right.

Turn around.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Turn around!

Hands on your head.

This is private property, agent abbott,

so unless you have a
warrant, it is trespassing.

I can tell you where she is.

Madison, I mean.

What did you say?

Jesus!

Fuck.

Hey.

- Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.
- What time is it?

It's… it's after midnight.
But I saw your lights on, so…

Honestly, I've had a hell of a day, and I…

I felt like talking to someone.
And I realized it wasn't my wife.

Looks like you've had a
head start. Maybe I could

catch up?

I could really use a drink.

Sure. Come on in.

Thanks.

I know -i know you belong
to somebody new but tonight

thanks.

You belong to me

although -although we're apart

you're a part of my heart
and tonight you belong to me

way down by the stream
how sweet it will seem

once more just to dream in the moonlight

my honey -i know -i know
with the dawn that you

will be gone but tonight you belong to me

but tonight you belong to me

way down, way down along the stream

how very, very sweet it will seem

once more just to dream
in the silvery moonlight

my honey -i know -i know
with the dawn that you

will be gone but tonight you belong to me

but tonight you belong
to me just to little old me