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ANNOUNCER: (ON TV)
Interception!

Oh, he takes it
to the 20!

To 10!
And with time expiring,

a touchdown!
(ALL CHEERING)

That's a winner.
That's a winner, baby.
How bad did I need that?

You needed that very bad.

It's you, pal.
You bring me luck.

Round of drinks, Jimmy.

JIMMY: Drinks on this
gentleman right here!

(ALL CHEERING)

Hey, I, uh...
I'm gonna use the john.

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
good idea.

How's Carlotta doing?

Pregnancy, man.
You have no idea
what that does to a woman.

Still not sleeping, huh?

No, no, but she did tell me
to thank you for the herbs.

She said it's really
helping her with
the morning sickness.

Oh, just say the word, man.

I can get you
an endless supply
of that stuff.

Honestly, anytime.
You let me know, Roy.

Oh, boy.

Oh!

(GROANS)

You okay?

Yeah.

Victor needs
his money, Kee.

(GRUNTS)

Okay, but the...
The game, I just won.

Man, you're $59,000
in the hole, my brother.

Yeah.
Tomorrow morning
I got a client coming.

He's paying me $15,000 cash.
Every penny goes to you.

$15,000?

Tomorrow.
Mmm-hmm.

Are you hearing me?

Not great out of
this ear, but, yeah.

Pay your debts.

Come on, Kee,
where's your dignity?

¶ Skydive naked
from an aeroplane

¶ Or a lady with a body
from outer space

¶ My heart, my heart
kickstart my heart

¶ Say I got trouble,
trouble in my eyes

¶ I'm just looking
for another good time

¶ My heart, my heart
kickstart my heart

(LAUGHS)

¶ Yeah, are you ready, girls?

¶ Yeah, are you ready
now, now, now?

¶ Whoa, yeah

MAN: Kee!
Hey, hey!

¶ Kickstart my heart,
give it a start

¶ Whoa, yeah

¶ Baby

¶ Whoa, yeah

¶ Kickstart my heart,
hope it never stops

¶ Whoa, yeah

¶ Baby

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

I'm out of here.

Pshh.

(LAUGHS)

I'm gonna call it a night.
Or a day.

If this is any indication,
it's gonna be a good one.

$5,300, Jerry.
I'll take a check,
but cash is preferred.

I don't have it.

What do you mean
you don't have it?

I'm broke.

You know,
you sit at this table,
and the general assumption

is you have the cash
to get involved.

That's how
adult poker works.

This is what
I get for playing
with another lawyer.

What the hell, Jerry?
What the hell?

I can make it up to you.

I have a client,
total walk in the park,

take two minutes
of your day.

Does it pay $5,300?

In cash, no.
In publicity
and exposure, huge.

You know, you're
a real deadbeat, Jerry,

a real deadbeat.

Where is your dignity?

All any of us have
at the end of the day

is our dignity.

BEN: Kee.
Ow. I'm under something.

Kee, get up.

Zoe, go get
uncle Kee's robe.

You two put
your dishes in the sink
and get ready for school.

And, hey, hey, hey,
don't tell mom about this.

This is not cool.

I don't need my kids
seeing you this way.

What way?

Drunk.
And hungover.

That's enough, guys.
Get going.

Ooh.

This is our home.
You can't come
stumbling in at dawn.

This is
my 25-year-old scotch.

You got to find
someplace else
to crash, Kee.

This is not working.
No, you don't mean that.

Hey.

Thank you, sweetie,
thank you.

Come on,
this is you, me, Scarlet.

This is like old times
again, you know?

Back in college,
under one roof.

You were supposed to be here
one week, maybe two.

It's been
four months, Kee.

If Scarlet finds out
you were passed out
in front of the kids,

we'll both be dead.

Or worse,
it'll be a conversation.

God, I hate
when she says that.

All right.
You got to get out.

No, I'm not gonna
let you kick me out, Ben.

Really?
Because that's gonna
make you feel bad about you,

and I'm not gonna
do that to my best friend.

I won't feel bad.

What time is it?
I've got to run.

Oh, my God!
Who's this?

Uh, Costan...
Constania?

Chastity.
BEN: You can't be here.

If my wife sees you...

All right,
you got to get out.
Come on, let's go.

We got to go out back.
You got to go, come on.

You'll have to climb a fence,
but it's not that high.

I'll call you.

Oh, you don't
have my number.

Doesn't matter.
He's not gonna call.

What?

WOMAN: (ON TV)
Tarrant was dubbed
"The Westside ripper"

10 years ago, confessing
to eight brutal murders.

Jack Tarrant,
he's currently serving

a sentence of life
plus a 1,000 years

and will be back
in court today to face
a ninth homicide charge

after...

Hey.

Lovely guy, huh?
I'm entering his plea today.

These your pants?
I found them on the piano.

Yes, they are.
I actually had
them over there

for the piano polish...
Of the... All this.

Yeah,
that's what I assume.

And why is there a woman
climbing my fence
in my side yard?

I love the neighborhood.
I told you,

you guys are a little close
to the 10 freeway.

Kee, did you
bring a woman

into my home last night
with the intent of...

ADAM: Mom!
Where are my sneakers?

In the closet
behind the skates!

With the intent of
having sex with her
in my son's bed?

We're both
lawyers, Scarlet.

If you're gonna make
an accusation like that,

you're gonna need some
pretty compelling evidence.

She left her earrings.

That's pretty compelling.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Hi.

Hey. What were
you doing outside?

The cover
came off the barbecue.

This is gonna be
a conversation.

(WHISPERING)
What the hell was that?

I did... I did that.
I shook my head.

And that meant
you didn't say anything.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Yes.

No, it means the reverse.
The reverse of what?

I was trying to cover you.
Hold on. Hello.

No, no, no, hold...
No, no, no, no, no! Let...

Hold on a second.
Ben, let me have the phone.

Listen to me.
I'm serious.
Okay.

We're married.
We have children.
We're boring.

Don't bring your wild
and crazy lifestyle

into this house ever again.

You understand?

I understand.

That we will have
a conversation about this.

No, of course I want him
to get his license.

Maddy, I'll do it.
I promise.

This weekend.

I'll wake up
bright and early,

I'll hop in my car.

My car.

Where...
Where is my...
Where is my car?

Where's my car?

It's not that
complicated, Kee.

It is.
The permit-parking signs
in this neighborhood

are... It's insane.

Just hang the permit up.

Easier to follow
in Chinese.

Stephen Hawking couldn't
figure out those signs.

Kee.
I know.

He'd have handicapped plates,
so it wouldn't be an issue.

All right, all right,
you can take the SUV,

but you got to take
the kids to school.

Ugh, and the Lopez girls
two doors down,

you got to take them too.
Great.

Put that in there,
okay, baby?

Please promise me...

You will drive
very, very safely.

Like you need
to even say that.

Come on, you guys,
we're late.

BEN: Let's go.

¶ Foreign Types with
their hookah pipes say

(WALK LIKE AN EGYPTIAN
PLAYING ON RADIO)
¶ Way-o, Way-o, Way-o, Way-o

Pen.

Come on.

¶ Walk Like An Egyptian

There you go.
The fabulous Lopez girls!

You guys married?

No, are you?

I'm not getting
mixed up with
a couple of heartbreakers

like you, I'll tell you
that right now.

My gosh.
(POLICE SIREN CHIRPING)

You know you got
a taillight out?

It's not my car.

Well, that wasn't
my question, sir.

I didn't know
about the taillight

because

(CHUCKLES)
it's not my car,

but I'll pass that
information on to
the owner, thank you.

License and
registration, please.

I don't know
where she keeps
her registration.

I keep mine in the
glove box of my car.

I don't have my car.

I think you guys
towed mine today.

Not you personally,
but your department did.

Oh, my God,
just please shut up.

Little bit of a mistake,
a boo-boo.

So I got to
beat the bell here.

Let me go ahead
and give you...

That.
Thank you.

Were you aware
you're driving with
an expired license, sir?

I had a birthday.

Two years ago.

Yeah, that one.

These your children?

Yes...
ALL: No!

No, they're not.
No, they're not.

They're not,
they're not...
Not my kids.

Sir, you can no longer
operate this vehicle.

I suggest you
contact the parents

of these children
immediately.

If they can't
come claim them,

they'll be taken and
held at Child Services.

I'm gonna need you
to pass me the keys.

Thank you.
All right.

Stay inside
the vehicle, please.

(GIRLS SOBBING)
Okay, okay, okay.

Zoe, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey.

(GIRLS SOBBING)

I'm going to jail.

We're not... We're not...
Nobody's going to jail.
Zo...

(GIRLS SOBBING)

Hi, it's Scarlet.
Leave a message.

(BEEP)
Scarlet, it's Keegan.

Give me a call.
Got a hiccup.

Please tell me
Brickman showed up.

He did.
Okay, he paid?

Yes.

All $15,000?

Slightly complicated.

What is that?

The complication.

Why is that a fish?

Mr. Brickman has
paid you in tuna, Kee.

Oh, that jackass.

Get him on the phone.
He owes me $15,000.

I want to talk
to him right now!
Calm down.

He's arranged for
a sushi place in Arcadia

to purchase your fish
for $20,000.

No, he hasn't.
Get him on the phone.

I just talked to them
at the restaurant.

They've heard
about this fish,
and they're very excited.

They said they might
be willing to pay

as much as $25,000 for it.

Totally on the level.
Fish is a big deal.

It's a Pacific Bluefin.

It was caught off Fiji
and was headed

to the world-famous
Tsukiji fish market

before it was appropriated.

Should I still get
Mr. Brickman on the phone?

No, no, no,
hold on, hold on.

25 grand?

All you have to do
is deliver it to them.

I can't.
I don't have a car.
It got towed.

Even if I did,
I don't have a license.

Well, I can't take it.
My car's in the shop.

And I can't set it free
until you pay me

the $1,300 in
back salary you owe me.

But don't you see, Leanne,
I can pay you the $1,300

if you help me get
this fish out to Arcadia.

I'll borrow a car.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Okay, great.

Roy.

Hey. No, we're good,
we're good.

No, I got the 15 grand.

Yeah. No, I'm looking
at the money right now.

Okay.
Thanks. Bye.

Okay, load that thing up.

We'll go out this afternoon.
You're the best.

You talking to me
or the fish?
Yep.

Fish probably.

(GROANS)

You okay?
(GRUNTS)

This'll be easy.
It's just a quick
guilty plea.

In and out, okay?

Gonna be a bit
of a press circus
up there, though.

In fact,
I'll give a statement,

then cut me off
after three questions.

Okay, Kirb?
(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

Sure.
All right, here we go.

(REPORTERS SHOUTING)

I'll give
a quick statement.

I'll do
a couple of questions.

CAL: I'm innocent
of all these absurd charges.

Who the hell is that?

Cal Gelber,
the Ponzi-scheme guy.

His trial starts today?

Honest wealth producers
such as myself...

Can we just go?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

There's no one here.

Didn't we make the news?

Huh?
Not enough.

It's a real sad
commentary on society

when a second-rate
Bernie Madoff trumps
a serial killer, right?

Uh, ladies and gentlemen,
there will be a slight delay
to the proceedings.

The prosecutor
is running late.

Didn't they do
a TV movie a while back
on your situation?

Who played you in that?

Mark Harmon.
Yeah. (CHUCKLES)

Yeah, he was good.

Good?
He won a Golden Globe.

Oh.
Yeah.

They don't just
give those away.

Hey, I, uh...
I wrote him a letter

because I have this
brilliant idea of a sequel.

Mmm.
So, uh, Kirby,

do you mind
giving him the letter?

All right.

Can you make sure
that Mark gets this?

Sure, yeah.
Thank you.

I'm so very
sorry, Your Honor.

I had to make
an emergency visit
to Child Services.

Maybe if the
prosecutor would answer
her phone, Your Honor.

I'm just saying.
I did call.

Mr. Deane, how does
your client plead?

Your Honor,
on behalf of my client,

Jack Jorgensen Tarrant,

he's instructed me
on his behalf to
enter a plea of guilty.

Not guilty.

Uh...

Sorry.

Guilty. (CHUCKLES)

You're guilty.
No, guilty.
Not guilty.

You're entering a guilty plea.
You've already confessed.

I'll do the talking.
Guilty, Your Honor.

Not guilty.

Your Honor,
may I speak to you
in chambers, please?

This was supposed
to be easy!

In, guilty plea, out.
That was it.

Belinda,
I can't take this case.
There's no way.

Well, you filed a notice
of appearance, Keegan.

I was helping out Jerry!

I mean,
this guy is insane!

He confessed
72 hours ago.

Now he's recanting?
He's nuts.

This is your case.

You should have
thought it through before
you filed the notice,

just like you should
have thought through
other recent choices.

Hey, I'm not
the one with the
busted taillight, lady.

SCARLET: Are you kidding me?
Kee.

Yeah, and I called you
about six times.

Kee!
You got pulled over
with my children, yes.

Kee!

(SCOFFS)

I see no reason
why you should be
excused from this case.

After all,
the trial should only
last two or three months,

four at the most.

That's not funny, okay?
This guy is in jail.

He can't pay.
I'm gonna work
four months gratis?

You think
that's an argument?

No, I don't.
You're right, I'm sorry,

and the truth is,
I can't because I have...

Five other cases
pending right now.

Name one.

Excuse me?
Name one.

That's what I thought.
The case is yours.

And I should point out
that if your client
is unrepentant,

pleads not guilty,
and forces the city

to waste money on a trial,

we will have
no choice but to seek
the death penalty.

Well, you can forget
about that, Red,
'cause he's guilty as hell,

and that's how
he's gonna plead, okay?

Give me five
minutes with him.
I'll get it done.

Son of a bitch is guilty.

All my clients are guilty.

Look, I'm really busy.

I got a very
powerful man I have to
meet with later today.

I've got some pressing
financial matters.

I got a fish I have
to get out to Arcadia.

And you're guilty.

You're guilty, Jack,
and let me be
clear about this.

If you plead not guilty,

the state is gonna seek
the death penalty, okay?

They can't kill me.
I got a deal.

You have a deal for
eight murders, not nine!

And that mayor
across the street there,

he's trying to look
tough on crime right now.

It only helps him
to see you fry.

(SCOFFS)

The mayor
wouldn't be where he is
today without me.

He made a career
out of my trial.

No.

I'm not gonna die
for something I didn't do.

I didn't kill
those people.

Okay.
This is Jerry's case.

I'm gonna talk to Jerry.
Jerry's gonna deal with this.

Listen,
I never murdered anyone.

You confessed
to nine murders!

They made me confess.

They told me,
"If you don't confess,

"you're gonna get
the death penalty."

So I made a deal.
I didn't want to die.

I had no choice.

This is your
latest confession, okay?

This is from three days ago.

You telling me somebody
made you write that too?

Yep.
Bernie Michaels.

He wrote it.

All I did was copy
whatever he wrote.

I did the same thing
for all nine.

Bernie Michaels,
the chief of robbery
and homicide at the LAPD?

Yes.

It's not some
regular cop you're
talking about here, Jack.

Well,
he was a regular cop

when I confessed to
those first eight murders.

Then after he put me away,
he wasn't so regular anymore,

was he?

Hey.
Hey, honey.

Sorry I'm late.

Got held up
by a serial killer.

Mmm.

I'm not kidding.

Jack Tarrant,
Westside ripper.

You know what I told him?

I said, "You may
have killed all those
people with your hands.

"I know this one girl...

"She could kill somebody
with her smile."

That's what I said to him.

No smile?
Maybe later.

Oh, come on, what,
are you mad at me
'cause I'm a little late?

No, Kee.
I expect you to be late.

You're a very busy man.

There are clearly

many, many other
things in your life
that take precedence.

So this is
passive-aggressive?

I can do
the nonpassive version.
Would you like that?

I'm sorry.

It'll never happen again.

Want to play
a little backgammon?

Sure.

You know, Mikki,
this, you and I...

This is supposed to be fun.

It's supposed
to be a refuge

from the miseries
of the real world.

You know,
it's supposed to
be like Maui,

all warm breezes
and gorgeous sunsets.

Well, you missed
the warm breezes.

They blew through,
like, 40 minutes ago.

Hey, can I point out
one thing?

Sure.
Yeah, and I want
to be, uh...

You know, super delicate
about this, Mikki,

but let's not forget
one basic fact.

What?

That I'm a prostitute.

Yes, that's it. Bingo.

That's...
I didn't want to say it,

but I don't want
to come here for $500

and have you
be pissed at me,

when I can go
get that for free

from practically
every other woman
I've ever met.

When you're late,
Keegan, it shows
basic lack of respect,

and that's actually
damaging to any
professional relationship.

All right, I...
All right, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.
You're right.

Listen, Mikki, this time's
important to me, all right?

I do respect it.
It means a lot.

Oh, boy.

You're starting to quiver
a little bit on the outside.

No. (LAUGHS)

No!

(ALARM BEEPING)
Mmm! Oh, sorry.

What?
Time's up. Sorry.

No, no, no.
Yeah.

Hey, hey, hey.
Hey!

So next week
don't be late.

Come on.
Oh, you come on.

Ugh.

I know. No, I'm getting
the money right now.

I just...
I know. I'm sorry.
Had a little delay. I...

Okay.

A few minutes.
Can I call you right back?

Yes. Yes, I promise.

It's good stuff, guys.
(MURMURING)

That's the real
deal right there.

This is... That's all...

That's grade "A"
stuff right there.

(SPEAKING JAPANESE)
Huh? The eye color,
the markings.

It was on its way to
the Fukushima fish market.

Tsukiji.

Fukushima's the reactor
plant that blew up.

Uh, what's...
What's he doing right there?

Ah, he has to probe the fish
to check the fat content.

Okay, well, maybe
ask permission next time.

I'm sort of new
to the business,

but that seems like
a common courtesy.

(BOTH SPEAKING JAPANESE)

He said the fish
isn't fatty enough,

so he only pay $14,000.

14? No, no.
What happened to $25,000?

What happened to 25?

Look at this thing.
This is a fat bastard.

I... Try lugging it
around in this cooler.

(BOTH SPEAKING JAPANESE)

He said the fish is a two.

That fish is a 10, sir.

That's a 10 that you're
looking at right there.

One is best.

Then it...
Then it's a one!
Or at least it was

before he started
probing it with that thing!

How do I even
know it's clean?

Look, guys,
look at this. Look at...

(BOTH YELLING)
(STUTTERING)

You don't touch the fish
with your bare hands!

You never do that.

All right, all right.

(SPEAKING JAPANESE)
(LAUGHS)

(BOTH SPEAKING JAPANESE)

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Now only $10,000.

No deal. $25,000.
That was the deal we had.

You know what?
You guys just lost
yourself a great fish.

Yeah,
it's called sayonara.
Heard that term?

Put that back
in the trunk, Leanne.

(BOTH SPEAKING JAPANESE)

Sorry.
Sir, would you mind...

(SPEAKING JAPANESE)

No?

I didn't know
Bernie Michaels could write,

let alone write
a best seller.

You know, I thought
Tarrant's story about
all these confessions

was him trying to
save his own skin.

I think there might be
something here.

Not according to
this book, there isn't.

The murders...

Tarrant confessed to
killing his neighbor first,

this 19-year-old,
Linda Purcell in Venice.

She lives alone,
runs a small shop,

wore leg braces,
basically a shut-in.

He went to her house.
He strangles her, okay?

It's always been
your exceptional
standard of clients

that's kept me loyal.

And his second murder,

19-year-old college
student in Westwood.

She's also strangled.
Okay, so I grant you that.

There's a little bit
of a connection there.

All right, fine.
But this third one.

This is a middle-aged
woman in Culver City.

She's beaten to death,
but there's...

There's a couple abrasions
around her neck.

And then this
fourth one is a...

This guy's in
Santa Monica.
It's a man.

He's a 33-year-old
African-American man.
He's stabbed.

I thought serial killers
found a specialty
and stuck to it.

Exactly. Tarrant's
all over the place.

I really think Michaels
was just using Tarrant

to clean up a bunch of crap
around the department

and make a name
for himself, which he did.

But Tarrant confessed.

People get railroaded
by the cops all the time.

I mean,
Michaels is the key.

He's the one who
got Tarrant to confess.

To nine murders
he didn't commit?

My God, you see what's
unfolding here, Leanne?

If what
I'm thinking is true,

then every single
one of these cases
would have to be retried.

I could be handling
one of the biggest retrials
in the history of this city.

And the civil suit,
my God.

Not to mention
you'd be helping free
an innocent man.

Hmm?

Yeah, yeah,
that too. That...

This could be
$50 million, $100 million.

Do you think it
could be 100? Do you?

I don't know.
It's a tantalizing
thought, Kee.

But that money,
even if it does arrive,

is a long way off,
and I need my car back
sometime before I die.

I spoke to Mr. Brickman.

He's found a restaurant
in Seal Beach

that's willing to buy
your fish for $15,000.

That's the address.
Great.

I'll get it after court.

Chief Michaels, you took
this latest confession

from Mr. Tarrant,
did you not?

Take a look at that.

I did.

You don't you have officers
under your command

could've done
that sort of thing?

Mr. Tarrant sought me out.

Right, so you took
the confession?

I told you I did.

Did you also give it?

Excuse me?

I'm sorry.

(BABBLES) I get
tongue-tied sometimes.

Did you also
write out the confession
for Mr. Tarrant

and then have him copy it
in his own handwriting?

(SPECTATORS MURMURING)
No.

And I don't like
what you're suggesting.

So you never
wrote out this confession
for Mr. Tarrant?

You never did that,
right, chief?

And remember,
you're under oath.

I never wrote anything out
for Jack Tarrant.

Why would I do that?

That's a great question.
I'd like to answer that,
Your Honor.

Let's think back
10 years ago.

Okay, you're not
Chief Michaels
at that point.

You're just some
lowly officer kicking
around the LAPD

at the time,
who I believe

was being
investigated on certain
counts of misconduct.

Objection.
KEEGAN: Your Honor?

Overruled.

So you're seeing
your career just...

It's, like, disappearing
right before your eyes.

You're under
an extraordinary
amount of pressure

from all these
unsolved murders

that are making
the department look bad,

and you get a break.

You pick up Jack Tarrant

on suspicion of murdering
this young woman.

After a couple days,
you extract a confession,

and pretty soon,
it's kudos to you.

You know,
it's a big collar.
Great work.

And then you extract another
confession from my client

and another and another
and another and another,

and before you know it,
everybody's celebrating you

because you've nailed
Jack the Westside ripper

or whatever the hell
his name is.

And then you
write a best seller,
and before you know it,

you're on your way
to becoming chief,
and that...

...is exactly why
I think you'd do it.

Who do you think
you're talking to?

I think I'm talking
to somebody who just
perjured themselves.

Your Honor...

(REPORTERS SHOUTING)

Can we get
a statement, please?
Any statement at all, sir?

How do you respond
to allegations

that you've
been systematically
burying evidence

in order to up
your conviction rate?

Mr. Deane, do you have
a statement for the press?

Well, sadly,
this is another example

of an innocent man's life
being destroyed

by the corrupt,
disgraceful, fetid body

that is the Los Angeles
police department.

Let me be
clear about this.

I will not rest
until the LAPD is
held accountable

for any and all
wrongdoing in this case.

There will be justice
for Jack Tarrant,

not to mention substantial
damages against the city.

Thank you all.
I'll have a comment later.

Mr. Deane?

Mr. Deane,
what's in the cooler?

Wouldn't Bernie Michaels and
the LAPD like to know that?

(REPORTERS SHOUTING)

Well, at this point,
Mr. Deane is short on facts

and long on
wild speculation.

(PEOPLE LAUGHING)

Chief Michaels has spent
his professional life

in service to the
city of Los Angeles,

and he has my complete
and unwavering support.

Thank you.

What the hell, Bernie?

What the copper-bottomed,
mother of pearl,
and holy hell?

Hey, that was me.

I was the one
up there having
my professional integrity

questioned by that...

I put Tarrant away
based on the confessions
you gave me.

If anything is
wrong with them,
I promise you,

none of this stink
is landing on me.

Oh, great show
of support, Mr. Mayor.

Thank you so much!

Those confessions
are rock-solid.

You better hope so.

They were obtained cleanly!

That Keegan Deane...

I'd like to meet him
in a dark alley real soon.

He's your friend.
What is he doing?

His job,
as far as I can tell.

Well, if he's your friend,
why don't you tell him
to back off?

Really, Bernie?

You don't think
that would be some
kind of indication

that maybe
he was onto something?

Enough!

Just tell me
I have nothing to
worry about, Bernie.

That's all I want to hear.

You have nothing
to worry about.

Now swear it on the lives
of your wife and kids.

Well, you know,
Alan Dershowitz was
just about my age now

when he defended
Claus Von Bulow.

That case was
a game changer for him.

Do you see yourself
as a young Dershowitz?

Yeah, I mean this...
This Tarrant case
is exciting.

I mean, it could be
a good thing for me.

I'm doing
Greta Van Susteren.

You're doing
Greta Van Susteren?

Well, I'm not doing her.
I mean I'm doing the show.

You're excited about this?

Well, it's gonna be
a lot of exposure.

Could be good.
What about your client?

Who?

Well, you seem more focused

on how this interest
will benefit you,

rather than
how it could help
your client's case.

Do you think that seems
a little self-obsessed,

even narcissistic?

I'm a lot of things, doc,
but I'm not a narcissist.

You believe that?

Yes.

Okay.

What?

Nothing.

It's just...

I had a dream
about you last night.

(CHUCKLES)

Tell me.

Well,

the two of us were
alone here in my office.

I was seated
across from you,

trying to be
my usual controlled self,

but your scent just...

Overpowered me.

I had to have you.

So I...

Climbed on top of you,

and I stared down at you.

I leaned in close

and said,

"You are incredible."

Because after all this time,

after our marriage,
after our divorce,

you still possibly think

I want to
get it on with you.

Narcissist.

Hey, Ma.
What are you doing
on top of dad?

Well, I'm not
doing anything.

I was just trying prove
a point to your father.

Making the point
that she's still into me.

Stop it, Keegan.
I am not.

You here for another
free therapy session?

No, I'm actually being
an excellent father,

and I'm taking you
for a driving lesson.

Greta Von who?

"Van." Van Susteren.
On the Record?

All right.

Uh, where we going?

Seal Beach.

Great place to drive
when you're learning.

Uh...

Dad, can I ask
you a favor?

Oh. Probably.
I'm a little short
right now, so...

No, no, it's not that.
It's just, um...

If mom asks,
could you tell her

that I was staying with you
last Friday night?

Where were you
last Friday?

It's probably better
that you don't know.

Finn, I don't like the idea
of you lying to your mother.

You know?
It's no good, pal.
I've been there before.

Got caught a heap
of times, trust me.

No, seriously, you really
don't want to know.

This way, mom ever
ends up finding out,

you have
plausible deniability.

(CHUCKLES)

Plausible deniability, huh?

Exactly. Dad, we got
each other's backs, right?
(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Okay, okay,
don't ask me again,
though, okay?

Yeah.
Oh, Roy, hey.

No, I was just
about to call you. I was.

Dad, dad, is that...
Is that the freeway?

No, I'm on my way with
the cash right now. Yeah.

Uh, no, Dad, I can't...
I can't do the freeway.

I don't know
how to do that thing.
What thing?

The merging thing. I...

Yeah, just...
Roy, I don't...

I think that
would hurt me a lot.
Dad, Dad!

I don't like
the sound of...
Dad!

Dad, I can't!
(TIRES SCREECHING)

Just a sec, Roy.

All right, lesson one.
We don't just stop in...

On ramp.

Mom's gonna kill me.

Hey. It's okay.

Everybody gets
in an accident
sooner or later, really.

You just got
yours out of the way
sooner than most people.

It's good.

What are you looking at?

I'm just trying to get
a little color.

I got the show tomorrow.

Hey, you guys need a lift
back to my station?

Any chance you could
swing us by Seal Beach?

No.

All right,
go to the station.

Oh, come on.
(GRUNTS)

Come on!

Mr. Deane,
are you surprised by
the actions of the LAPD?

No. No, this is nothing
new for the LAPD.

Rodney King, Rampart.

This is an organization
that's been defined
by scandal,

as far as I'm concerned.

It's as if once
one black eye heals,

they punch themselves
in the face again, Greta.

Now, Mayor Marcus
Barzmann made his name
prosecuting Tarrant.

What's his involvement
in all this?

Well, that's a typically
great question from you.
And who knows?

This is a man
who built his career

by sentencing
an innocent man

to 1,000 years in prison,
so I... Yeah.

Keegan Deane in Los Angeles,
thank you for talking with us.

Thank you, Greta.
Thank you.

And let me just say,
big fan, and we have
a number of people

in the legal community
out here...

We're off the air.

No, no, no,
I'm not bitter.

I try not to
feel like a victim.

That's all.

Well, if Bernie Michaels
manipulated you,

if he wrote
your confessions and
promised you wouldn't face

the death penalty,
which is what you're
saying happened,

then this is
really the story of
a criminal mastermind,

Michaels,
and an unfortunate,
innocent dupe, you.

But I'm not a dupe.
(CHUCKLES)

If anything,
it was more like
a two-way street,

a partnership almost.

What are you implying,
Mr. Tarrant?

I'm just telling the truth.

If you don't want to hear
the truth, that's okay.

You seem so agitated.

Because people
assume things, including you.

You call me a dupe.

Maybe you got it
switched around, Greta.

"Maybe you got it
switched around, Greta"?

I'm not a dupe.

We had a deal.
That's all I was saying.

No, it isn't.
You were suggesting in there

that you were
manipulating Bernie Michaels.
You were doing it.

Is that what
you think happened?

Is that what happened?

Is this latest confession
your idea, Jack?

Of course, right?
Ten years have gone by.

No books anymore,

no more letters
with marriage proposals.

Mark Harmon's not
returning your calls.

What could it hurt?

You confess
to one last murder
you didn't commit.

Hey, you'd be
famous again.

The only crime
I've committed

was being
Linda Purcell's neighbor.

I got 30 years.
(SCOFFS)

Suddenly I was worse
than a nobody.

I was a nobody in prison,

until Bernie came
with another murder.

I confessed to that too.

All of a sudden,
the guys in the prison,

they started to show me
a little respect.

By confession number eight...

I was somebody.

You're a couple
of serial fame whores.

(CHUCKLES) God.

Marriage made in heaven.

Bernie needed
a serial killer, and what?

You were happy
to become one, huh?

I don't deserve to die
for that, do I?

No.

I'm gonna
get you out of here.

So, if Tarrant
were to win $50 million,
how much would we get?

"We"?

Yes, we.

Since when
are you and I "we"?

Seriously?

You'd have to be getting
at least $15 million.

So, after four years
of abject servitude,

you couldn't spare
one lousy million.

Okay, okay, we don't
have the money yet.

Have this conversation
further down the track,
all right?

After you've
had me deported.

How's he doing?

His eyes are turning milky.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Roy?

Yeah.

(DOOR OPENS)

You're definitely
going to retrial on
all these cases.

Can we have
five minutes, please?

Yeah?

I can prove
Bernie Michaels wrote
your confessions for you.

Look at this,
this first one.

Circled in red.

"I must of blacked out."
"Must of".

Instead of the grammatically
correct "must have"

or the contraction
"must've."

"I should of
never gone there."

"Should of,"
not "should have."

Bernie Michaels, he's chief

in one of the biggest
police departments
in the world,

and his grammar
is shameful.

And this,
is this enough?

No, that's why
I got the galleys,

the original, uncorrected
galleys of his book.

Look here.

"There must of
been a reason."

"I should of made
the connection sooner."

This is a pattern.
It all spells retrial to me.

Or, in your case, retrials.

Bernie. Such an idiot.

I told you.
(LAUGHS)

He got me in,
and now he's getting me off.

Thank you.
I wish.

God, I wish.
What?

'Cause if you and I could
go the whole distance

with this thing,
you son of a bitch,

we'd be wealthy men.

But there's
that first case, right?

Huh?

Linda Purcell,
remember this confession?

"She lived next door.
I talked to her
and asked her out.

"She said no,
like I was nobody.

"She shouldn't
have said that.

"She shouldn't
have said that."

Bernie Michaels may have
taken this confession,

but he didn't write it.

The form and the structure,
it's all wrong.

It's a little like your
letter to Mark Harmon.
Remember this?

"You shouldn't have
stopped taking my calls."

Linda Purcell was nothing.
She's still nothing.

You're my lawyer.

This is gonna be
our little secret.

You can't tell anybody.

No, no, I can't,
but you should understand

that the DA's gonna spend
every single cent they have

to find out what
I already did, and when
they do, remember,

all deals are
off the table, Jack.

And so, when
you're found guilty of
murdering Linda Purcell

all over again,
it'll be death.

That's one way to go.

What's the other way?

We make a deal.

Bernie Michaels is
thrown under the bus,
where he belongs.

You're acquitted
of the eight other murders.

Your original 30-year
sentence is reinstated
for killing Linda Purcell.

(SCOFFS)

The bottom line, Jack.

It's either death.

Or you go back
to being nobody.

It's your call.

Due to revelations
of wrongdoing in
the Tarrant case,

I am ordering
a full investigation
into this matter,

as well as
any other cases

handled by former
chief Bernie Michaels.

(REPORTERS SHOUTING)

Uh, look,
as an innocent, trusting,

and unknowing
participant in this
miscarriage of justice,

I vow here today
to follow this investigation,

no matter how high
it may lead, and to
punish any wrongdoers

to the fullest
extent of the law.

Mmm. And I'd like
to thank, uh...

(CLEARS THROAT)
Mr. Keegan Deane,

who was obviously
very instrumental

in bringing this
situation to light.

Mr. Deane,
I thank you,

and the city of
Los Angeles thanks you.

That's all.

ALL: Mr. Mayor! Mr. Mayor!

WOMAN: (ON TV)
That was Mayor Barzmann
clearly in damage control

after it was revealed
that Jack Tarrant...

Thank you for
that, Mr. Mayor.

Not at all necessary,
but greatly appreciated.

I've always believed,
Mr. Deane, that relationships

should be
reciprocal arrangements.

You have no idea
how difficult you've
made my life recently.

Well...

Expect reciprocity.

(DOOR CLOSES)

So much for my civil suit
and my $100 million.

(SIGHS)

Now it's just
me and my tuna.

Gentlemen at
Seal Beach are still
willing to purchase,

but they're only
offering $3,000.

Fine. Sold.

There is good news.

Impound lot called.
They found your car.

Texted you the address.

I'm going.

Get my car,
and I'm driving
to Seal Beach.

You don't have a license.

I'm going to break the law.

Hi.

I'm, uh...
(GRUNTS)

Keegan Deane.
I got a car here.

Mr. Deane.
Deane.

We've been, uh,
waiting for you.

Yeah.

Hey, Frank,
Keegan Deane is here
to pick up his car.

That's good.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

That'll be $300.

(LAUGHS)

Your car's
in space nine.

(LAUGHING LOUDLY)

(COPS LAUGHING)

(ALL LAUGHING)
Oh, my God,
I can't believe it.

Congratulations, Kee.

You're now the only person
living in Los Angeles
without a car.

We're so sorry, Kee.
It's just so funny.

It's perfectly
fine, Scarlet.

(ALL LAUGHING)

(SNIFFING)

(ALL LAUGHING)

Don't mess with me.
Don't you mess
with Mr. Deane.

That's right.
You're crazy.

You're insane.
You really are.

Who wants some more fish?

ALL: I do!

I live to serve.

BEN: Stinky.

Kee.

Need to see you.

Kee?

Uh, it's a friend of mine.
It's okay. Friend.

(WHISPERING)
All right, listen,

uh, meet me
around front, all right?

I'll come out
in a couple minutes,
we can talk.

Nah, your time is up.

And we won't be
doing much talking.

Victor's very upset,
so I'm gonna have to...

Is that tuna?

Looks fresh.
It is.

This is amazingly fresh.

I don't know how much
you know about tuna, Roy.

This is... This is a two.

You don't say.

There you go.
Thank you.

So, Roy,
how do you
know Keegan?

I'm trying to
collect this $59,000
he owes my boss.

(CHUCKLES)

(WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY)

This is gonna be
a conversation.