All language subtitles for Hand of God - S02 E01 - Gathering Dust (720p AMZN WebRip)

[ Man speaking ]

♫ Moving on is easy to say ♫

♫ In the off hours
I dream away ♫

♫ You've been gone but I
still see your face ♫

♫ Out there in the dark ♫

♫ I'm out there in the dark ♫

♫ Nobody knows me like you ♫

♫ Nobody holds me like you ♫

♫ Nobody scares me
and tears me apart ♫

♫ Like you do ♫

♫ No, nobody ♫

[ dog barking ]

[ Car beeps ]

Get down. Get down!

[ Phone chimes ]

Everything okay?

Everything's fine, baby.

Okay, I'm ready now.

Can we start?

[ Fly buzzes ]

[ Pounding ]

Show him the way
back to you, Lord.

[ Humming ]

♫ Now I'm in love again ♫

♫ No, this time it's
not with my hand ♫

♫ Wandering murdering ♫

♫ Every time that I
get the chance ♫

♫ I'm a human ♫

♫ But, remember
first, I'm a man ♫

♫ These streets got
me wandering ♫

♫ Looking for my fix again ♫

♫ I should've prayed
the night before ♫

♫ Now I'm losing
everything I had ♫

♫ Yesterday it felt so good ♫

♫ But now today
it feels so bad ♫

This doesn't feel right.

I should have gave
Pernell a heads up.

No, you should've done
this three weeks ago.

Then the papers would be
talking about your new

education initiative instead of

how Pernell Harris
gets special treatment

'cause the mayor's his lap dog.

Let me see the speech.

Cold little
motherfucker, eh, son?

Emotions are high, I get it.

But we have to remember the guiding
principle of our justice system:

Innocent until proven guilty.

Now having said that, a San Vicente
police officer was killed.

A devoted husband and loving
father is no longer with us.

Someone must pay for that.

I have the utmost faith
in our police department

and in our district
attorney that will happen.

I guarantee you justice for
Sam Caldwell and his family.

[ Reporters shouting questions ]

[ Beeps ]

Step to the side, please.

Al, we got to do this every day?

Only if you want to come inside.

[ Wand beeps ]

[ Chuckles ]

Have a good day, Judge Harris.

Fuck you.

They fixed the zipper.

Talk to the calendar clerk?

Am I gonna be needing
that robe anytime soon?

She said it was a light month.

Full of shit.

Talked to Morgan.

She's got so many
overflow cases,

she's sending them
to traffic court.

Why do they keep me on ice?

You're charged with murder.

Charged, Randy, not convicted.

If I was a plumber, would
they make me stop plumbing?

If you were a plumber, you
wouldn't be able to post bail.

SVPD called.

There's a box of P.J.'s
personal effects down there.

They want to turn
it over to family

now that he's officially gone.

What about Jocelyn?

Knock, knock.

I called her first. Guess
she wasn't interested.

So it's either you
or they toss it.

You're late.

I just left Stanton's office.
I've got news, good and bad.

Start with the good.

You were right about
the DNA testing.

They used a low copy
number analysis.

Well, that's not good news.

That's great news.

That's fucking
game-changing news!

- It helps.
- It helps?

They built their entire
case on that DNA.

That's the only thing
connects me to Caldwell.

We already had gaps in
the chain of custody.

Now they've got a
testing process

that's proven
unreliable in court.

Forget about a trial,

this thing won't even make
it through evidentiary.

You haven't heard the bad news.

They have a witness.

What?

Who?

I don't have a name.

Well, they can't say
they got a witness

without giving the name.

We'll get a name soon
enough, but, Pernell,

I need to know, could someone
have seen you do it?

How could you have walked out of that
office without getting a fucking name?

I asked.

McCauley told Judge
Stanton that they had

to keep the name anonymous
for the witness's safety.

And what did you say?
You said, "okay?"

Stop waiting for permission!

You don't ask for a name,

you fucking get the
witness's name!

Screaming's not going
to change anything.

Let's just get through
Monday's evidentiary hearing.

Well, thank you, Adam, I mean,
that is one hell of a pep talk.

There's one more
piece of good news.

Judge Stanton approved
a six-hour window

for you to leave your
house arrest zone.

I just need to tell her
exactly where you'll be.

Stockton.

What's in Stockton?

♫ I like my town ♫

♫ With a little drop of poison ♫

♫ Nobody knows ♫

♫ They're lining
up to go insane ♫

♫ I'm all alone ♫

♫ I smoke my friends
down to the filter ♫

♫ But I feel much cleaner
after it rains ♫

♫ She left in the fall ♫

♫ That's her picture
on the wall ♫

♫ She always had that
little drop of poison ♫

♫ She left in the fall ♫

♫ That's her picture
on the wall ♫

♫ She always had that
little drop of poison ♫

Hey.

How you making out?

I'm up $7.

All right.

You organized my shelves?

You must be feeling better.

I'm hitting those closets next.

Yes, it came.

Yeah, it did, and who gave you
permission to use my account?

Mom, it's a book I
need for school.

What book?

The Absolutely True Diary
of a Part-time Indian.

They banned it from
the school library,

so we're all getting
our own copies

and bringing them to school to show
them they can't control our minds.

Mm-hmm. Why was it banned?

Because it's real.

It's got swearing
and drug use and

wait for it, people
masturbating.

You think that belongs
in high school?

What else was there?

Please, do not feed the animals.

You don't even read the
books you're assigned.

Now you want to protest books
that are being banned?

Sometimes you have to
take a stand for shit.

Well, you just be
careful, Denise Louise.

You hear me?

I just talked to Mom earlier.

She wants to do something
tomorrow night. You?

Yeah, sure.

Is Denise's girlfriend coming?
Haven't met her yet.

No, no. Just the Murphy girls.

Hey, did you give Pernell
my cell phone number?

No.

Well, he left a message for you.

It's sweet. Want to hear it?

No, thank you.

Mm-kay.

[ Police radio chatter ]

Most people wait
until they get home.

Thank you.

Hope you burn, piece of shit.

- Asshole.
- Murderer.

Let me help you
with that, Judge.

You carrying his groceries
for him, Kessler?

The guy who killed Alex

is on death row because of him,

so yeah, I am.

You guys got nothing
better to do, Toby?

A cop killer walks
into a police station,

he's going to draw a crowd.

But don't worry, I won't
let them hurt you.

I need you in one
piece for this trial.

Well, thanks for the escort, but there's
not going to be any trial, asshole.

Gonna have this piece of
shit case kicked on Monday.

No, there's gonna be a trial.

And then there's
gonna be prison.

How do you think Judge Maximum

is going to make out
when he's reunited

with all the convicts
that he's put away?

You'll be begging
me for that escort.

Hey.

You find it?

Yeah.

I really need this
back, though, okay?

It's really important to Tucker.

Especially now,
anything of Shane's.

Did you see the
press conference?

Should have left
the kids at home.

DA called me, asked
me to bring them.

Bullshit. Don't let them
exploit you like that.

They don't give a
shit about you.

Julio, I just...

What is that?

Insurance.

Insurance for what?

You knew Shane was
doing side jobs.

Yeah.

I knew he was pulling
little favors and

doing bodyguard stuff.

It's a lot more than that.

Neither of us liked it.

But we needed the money.

Okay, I told him I
wanted him to stop.

They wouldn't let him.

Once he crossed that line,
how could he say no?

First, it's shakedowns.

Jacking dealers, pocketing
money, losing evidence.

Then it's whatever
they want it to be.

They've got a lot of
guys like that, Heather.

He had no idea what
he was getting into.

That what that key's about?

Shane said he made a video.

Of what?

I don't know, supposed
to be protection.

In case he decided to say no.

He stashed it in a bus locker.

A lot of good that did him.

Yeah.

Look, it may not help Shane,

but it might help you and
the kids get set up.

I'll call you when
I have something.

Yeah.

Hey.

Tell Tucker I'll
buy him a new one.

All the meds came back fine.

Baby is perfect.

And mommy is completely
healthy, too,

except for a slight
Vitamin D deficiency.

You need to get some
more sun, girl.

Have you made the father
aware of your decision?

Um...

No.

Do I have to?

No, not legally.

But if he can be a
part of the process,

it does make things easier.

He can't be.

I don't even know where he is.

Left you to fend
for yourself, huh?

Don't feel bad, sweetie.

You are not the first girl
to lay down with a loser.

Well, don't know
that he's a loser.

He just can't be involved.

May I?

Do you know him?

No, I'm just not quick to judge.

I guess it's the
Christian in me.

Mmm.

So, who's the lucky family?

Uh, the Stolnjaks.

Oh my God, I can't
wait to call them.

Seven long years
they've been waiting,

and you are their
Super Lotto ticket.

They're gonna be so thrilled.

Why don't you go ahead
and sign the contract

so I can call the Stolnjaks?

You're doing a wonderful
thing for this family.

And for your baby.

Excuse me, I need to
use the bathroom.

It's great that she's got you
for support, Reverend Curtis.

It just tears my heart to see
some of these young girls

just get left in the cold by men

who don't care enough
to do the right thing.

Not even by their own kid.

No moral backbone.

Not enough men like
you, am I right?

Can... can we... can
I keep this for her?

Sure.

[ Phone rings ]

Woman: Hello?

Dawn? Hey, it's Wendy from Agnes
Christian Family Services.

[ Saw running ]

Never say he doesn't answer.

Praise Jesus.

Boy, you really messed
this place up, didn't you?

Yeah.

I'll make it good, though.

Jessie know you're doing this?

Yes, sir.

Nothing a fresh coat of
paint can't fix, huh?

Hey, um, you need some
money for the supplies,

you just let me know,
I can help with that.

No, my debt, no sir.

I pay.

You know what I'm
up against, huh?

Yeah.

But I know God won't fail us.

Listen, Keith, I'm trying
to make this situation

right for both of us.

Yeah.

But they got a witness.

Who?

I don't have a name
yet, but when I do...

I don't want to hurt anybody.

I just... use this.

You give him $40,000. You
keep the rest for yourself.

No, I don't want your money.

No, I do this for God
and for my Solomon.

Don't... don't call
me that, okay?

I'm not Solomon,
I'm not anointed.

But you are.

I'm Pernell Fucking Harris.

And I'm charged with murder.

God talks right to you.

Not anymore he doesn't.

I haven't had a hallucination

or heard a voice since
we spread P.J.'s ashes.

Don't look at me like that.

That's the one thing I've
got to be thankful for.

If there was a God, I'd
thank him for that.

There is a God, and he shines.

If there was a God, my son
would still be alive.

I'll call you when I get a name.

For I know the plans
I have for you,

declares the Lord.

Plans for welfare, not for evil,

to give you a future and a hope.

Jeremiah, 29:11.

I'm sorry, Keith.

I just don't believe
that shit anymore.

That's all right.

I'll believe enough
for the both of us.

Hey, thanks for coming.

Yeah, my driver's coming
back around in five minutes.

What's up?

Just enough time
to have a toast.

Hell of a good time
to be Robert Boston.

Here's to approval ratings
going through the roof.

Okay, you're not listening. We
can't make this an all-nighter.

We got to toast to
me, too, though.

Pernell Harris,
charged with murder.

Estranged wife in Stockton
won't even take his calls.

Best friend making "Someone
will pay" statements

all over TV.

What are you trying to say,
I'm turning my back on you?

I'm just keeping my distance
until these charges are handled.

- You don't see that?
- Hold on, hold on.

I haven't even told
you the best part.

McCauley...

He says he's got a witness
that connects me to the body.

Oh... shit.

Is that possible?

A witness?

I don't think you've got
time for that talk.

Shit.

Don't worry about it.

All you've got to do is
reach out to Pete Janacek,

get me the name of this witness.

Why you can't reach out to him?

Same reason you can't
be seen with me, man.

I'm toxic.

And I'm an elected official.

You want me to lean on
a grand jury clerk?

That's Watergate waiting to happen.
See what I mean?

You're good at being careful.

Sometimes being careful
means saying "No."

My shit is heating up, Pernell.

My name's coming up in
Sacramento and D.C.

For real, man.

You want congratulations?

No, I want you to understand
what's at stake right about now.

I understand.

I understand exactly what
happens if I go on trial.

You don't think Toby and
McCauley want to take you down

right alongside me?

They're going to dig into
everything we've done.

They're going to find things.

They're going to put you
on the stand, Bobo.

Right along the same time
people are going to be deciding

whether to re-elect
Robert Boston,

and you'll be all over TruTv,

trying to explain why
you had Toby Clay

bring in a cop for questioning.

That dead cop.

I get you a name,
and you do what?

No witness, no trial.

Not like that.

Then like what?

You just give me the
name of the witness.

I'll take care of it
for the both of us.

Text me, I'll be in Stockton.

♫ Someone loses something ♫

Hey, how much do you think
I could get for my book?

Shit.

Stacy got 15 for hers.

All the big wigs in yours,
you could double that.

Why?

This baby's got me thinking it
might be time to wrap it up.

Oh, no, no, that's
backwards thinking.

A baby means you
need to ramp it up.

No, I'm not working
while I'm pregnant.

Why not?

Girl, the first six months,
they don't even notice.

The last three months,
freaks'll pay you double

because you are.

Whatever. You know I'm right.

Oh, when you start lactating,
now that shit's a goldmine.

- They want to suck it...
- Carla.

Stop being ratchet.

Excuse me?

Miss Prissy, didn't mean
to get real on you,

but you know, kids cost.

'Cause they want to eat
and have clothes to wear.

And a place to
sleep, and, oh yeah,

they want to be somebody
when they grow up,

and that shit's on you.

I know that, and I
have money put away.

Huh, yeah?

Well, whatever it is,
it ain't enough.

Look, it's not just the
money I'm thinking about.

I'm keeping this baby. I
want to raise it right.

And a working girl
can't be a good mommy?

I got two kids on honor roll.

They go to Kumon
and piano lessons,

and learn French, bitch.
Fucking well adjusted kids

with college funds in
the bank paid for.

I'm not saying you can't be a
working girl and be a good mommy.

I'm just saying I can't.

And I'm just saying, fuck you.

Denise.

It is Denise, right?

Wait here.

[ Phone buzzes ]

Hey, Tammy.

Crystal's not here.

Where is she?

[ Bell dings ]

From the guy at the counter.

[ Sighs ]

Ah.

I'm not ready for this.

Well, maybe it's like
jumping into cold water.

I mean, you're never ready,
but once you get in,

you get used to it and
you're glad you did it.

I'm not talking about us.

Fine, let's talk about you.

Not that either.

Aren't you under house arrest?

I got six hours so I
could come see you.

I'm gonna beat the charge.

I'm gonna put everything
back to the way it was.

But none of it's going to mean
anything if you're not with me.

You really don't listen, do you?

Oh, okay, I'm sorry.

Crys, come on.

You don't miss San Vicente?

I do miss some things.

The steaks at the Corner Club.
Mmm.

You know, you really
don't appreciate them

until you're eating surf and
turf at an Applebee's wannabe.

Well, we could be
there in an hour.

You know what I don't miss?

My husband on the
hotline to Heaven.

I'm not having visions anymore.

I swear to God.

I mean...

I swear.

So you don't think any
of that came from God?

The voices, the visions?

No, I think it was
temporary insanity.

What about Anne Wu?

She did order the rape. She
did steal P.J.'s program.

How could you be
right about that?

I don't have that part
of it figured out yet.

All I know is it wasn't God.

Whenever you're ready.

- I'm ready.
- I got this.

[ Beeping ]

Warning, you are outside
the designated zone.

My ankle monitor.

Return to an
authorized location.

I'm supposed to stay
within a certain distance

of the address I gave them.

Well, then you better get going.

Well, it'd be okay if we
were at your sister's house.

Go home.

Crys. Crys?

Police gave me a box
of P.J.'s stuff.

[ Beeps ]

Warning, you are outside
the designated zone.

Return to an
authorized location.

Shane never told me
that he was involved.

He tried to keep you out of it.

You heard him on there, right?

You heard his voice. He
didn't want to be there.

He didn't have a choice.

No, this is too risky.

Julio, if they find out
what you're doing...

Only one person is
going to find out.

Do you think he's gonna pay?

He's obsessed with his son.

When he sees what is on
this video, he'll pay.

Heather, there's no one
to protect anymore.

Except you.

[ Chuckles ]

Which one's yours?

Bottom.

Mm-hmm.

[ Pigeons cooing ]

They come every day. Tammy
leaves seeds for them.

Mind if I...

$471 and 26 cents.

What was he doing
with all that cash?

You want it?

No.

I think he read an article.

Decided credit cards were evil.

[ Sighs ]

Still smells like him.

Didn't P.J. give this to you

for your birthday?

I thought I lost that.

About two years ago.

What's P.J. doing
with my signing pen?

Signing his suicide note?

[ laughs ]

[ Cries ]

[ Sobs ]

[ Footsteps ]

I'm looking for Judge Harris.

He isn't in.

Do you know when he will be?

What's this about?

I'll come back later.

Drive safely.

Come back with me, Crys.

I'm serious, let's just
get all your things

and get out of here right now.

Don't push it, Pernell.

I have to.

I love you.

It's more than that.

I can't live without you.

If I didn't have this
shit on my ankle,

I would go buy a
Winnebago right now

and park it in your fucking
sister's front yard.

Oh, right.

You see? You see?

If we play this thing right,

maybe we'll be back
to laughing one day.

What's here, Crys?

Back in San Vicente, you
were throwing galas.

You were going to opening
night of the ballet.

Your big night here is, what?

The Voice? Couple
of boxes of wine?

Crys?

That's how easy it is.

What?

You said "wine".

I thought of the wine bottle.
I thought of Anne.

I thought if I hadn't
gotten there before you,

I never would've...

And how... I was only going
there to protect you.

And how I hate...

That's how easy it is.

You love me.

You remember that?

Yeah, I do.

But I remember everything,

and it's not enough.

Even for love.

[ Horn honking ]

Asa?

Are you Asa?

Where's... Where's Pernell?

He's visiting his wife.

He sent me.

He said you got a name for me.

Have him call me
when he gets back.

No, look.

You're just going to tell
Judge Harris the name,

he's going to tell me.

So what's the difference?

I know him, I don't
know you, okay?

No, no, I can't let you go
unless you tell me that name.

Okay, okay, man. Just ease up.

Ease up, man!

I gotta... Oh, shit!

Get the fuck off of me!

Where were you going?

Man, get the fuck
off of me, man!

I don't want to hurt you.

Just tell me the name.

I'll break this.

Okay, Paul Curtis. Paul Curtis.

Get the fuck off of me, man!

[ Car starts ]

Hey, kid.

It's daddy.

How are you doing?

You ready?

I hope you know I'm
doing this for you.

I hope someday that...

You can forgive me.

It's not 'cause I
don't love you.

It's because I do.

You deserve a good family.

A good daddy.

[ Kisses ]

It's just tiny little things.
She has these tattoos.

Oh, Jesus.

On both of her boobs.

Save one for me, role models.

Here.

No, no, no, no. She's 16.

And I'm sure alcohol has
never passed her lips.

Oh, no. Of course not.

Hey, hey, I was 17 the first
time I ever tried any of that.

Bullshit, you were eight.

Eight? You were eight?

Oh my God, yeah. When
I fell in the toilet.

Wait, what happened?

- Ask her.
- For God's sake.

I...

Your mom and aunt Sherry,

they didn't want to go to sleep
and I was fucking tired.

So I made them some
hot chocolate.

And put a little rum in it.

Too much rum, way too much rum.

Sherry just passed
out, and your mom,

she just got plain stupid.

Yeah, I forgot to put
the toilet seat down.

You fell in the toilet?

I was a baby. I just
fell in the seat.

And this was a trailer toilet,

so it's smurf piss.

There's no water in there, okay?

So, blue down there
for like, a week.

What'd you do, grandma?
Did you whup their asses?

- No.
- Grandma wasn't there.

No, she wasn't there. Grandma
was in the hospital.

She was trying to pull a P.J.

What do you mean?

It was a long time ago.

You know, ach. But pills.

What? Sorry. Too soon?

Over a month, you've been here.

Never talked about P.J.

Didn't even invite
us to the funeral.

You made us tip-toe all
around what happened.

So this is how it comes up.

Ma, she asked a question.

I answered it.

Of course you did.

Why should I be so surprised you wait
until you can take it out on me?

Oh. Take it out on you.

P.J.

I'm just talking about
how you weren't there

because you swallowed a
bottle of sleeping pills.

Okay, whatever we're talking
about, can we stop?

- Please?
- No.

No, no, no. We're here now.

We are here and I
would like to know.

Did you ever once
stop to think about

how it would affect
my sisters or me?

You?

[ Scoffs ]

You get out of your head, girl.

I was to the point where I was
ready to take my last breath.

I wasn't thinking about you.

And I promise you,

in that moment,

your precious P.J. wasn't
thinking about you either.

I'm sorry. Too soon?

Mom.

Ma, wait.

We aren't the only ones
who miss him, you know.

I'm not talking about P.J.

But there's this
memorial website.

You should see it, Aunt Crystal.

I mean, thousands of people
have posted messages for him.

I mean, look, all these
people loved him.

Jesus Christ.

Are you deaf, are you stupid,

or are you just being
a fucking bitch?

♫ I learned to lay my head ♫

♫ On the bed I made ♫

Fuck, you gave him the name?

Dad, he had me pinned on the ground
like we were fighting at recess.

His knees were on
my arms and shit.

Hey, hey.

Thanks.

You could have
made something up.

Right? You got to be
quicker on your feet.

Think.

So he can find me and
kill me for lying to him?

This is a bona...

This is a bonafide killer
we're talking about.

Lower your voice. We don't
know that for sure. Fuck!

Man: Great party, Mayor Boston!

I told you this was a mistake.

I don't understand why you keep
putting yourself out there like that.

Hey, you don't ask
that question, okay?

He's my friend, your godfather.
That's why.

Go wash up.

Val.

Why are you empty handed?

You know what, let's get you
a glass of champagne, huh?

Pernell should be here, Robert.

Yes, I talked to Pernell,

and he agreed that having you

represent the Harris
family trust was best.

He hasn't been
convicted of anything.

Yes, ma'am, this is true,

but people start trying his case
every time he walks into a room.

Which would distract from the theme
of this evening, don't you think?

Let me take care
of some business.

Hey, can I get your attention?

I'm sorry, everybody. Everybody,
your attention please.

Can you gather around?

I want to thank
everybody for coming.

- I mean that.
- Good evening.

You see this? This is a picture
of me when I was nine years old.

And you could already see I had
an inspired sense of style.

Am I rocking specs? I
think I'm rocking specs.

I mean, whoever let me walk out of the
house wearing that Wizard of Oz bowtie

should have been reported to
child protection services,

but that's another story.

But the reason I wanted you
to see this picture was

that was the year
that changed my life.

When I was nine years old
I wrote a paper in school

about what I wanted
to be when I grew up,

and I said I wanted to
be a janitor, because

my father was a
janitor at city hall.

And I worshipped my father.

I got an A+ on that paper.

Brung it home all proud, but
when I gave it to my father,

he ripped it up right in
front of me and said,

"Well, if all you want
to be is a janitor,

what the hell do you
need an education for?"

True story.

I was lucky, I had a
mother and father

who made me dream big
and strive for more.

I mean, it was obvious
my school didn't care.

Now, I work in the same offices where
my father used to sweep and mop,

and I'm not a janitor.

My name is Robert Boston,
the mayor, your mayor,

of San Vicente.

Thank you, thank you so much.

I appreciate it, I'm proud
of what I've accomplished.

But the one thing I'm not
proud of is our schools.

Public education is a
disgrace in this country,

and I'm sorry to say,
in our city, too.

That's why I created
the REAL initiative.

REAL.

Reviving Education
and Leadership.

REAL. It will fix our schools.

It will change our future.

Bayard Rustin said, "The proof that
one truly believes is in action."

Are we ready to take action?

- Crowd: Yes!
- I know some of you are.

The Harris Family Trust and
our host for this evening

Nathan Brooks have each
committed 10 million dollars

to the REAL initiative.

Thank you.

[ Cheering ]

Thank you so much.

That means we're halfway there.

They believe. Do you believe?

Crowd: Yes.

Then let's get them
checkbooks out.

[ Sighs ]

You awake?

Yeah.

I'm sorry.

That's okay.

No, it's not.

My dad hit me once.

A real punch.

Mom said it was because
he was mad at the world,

not at me.

It's not okay, either.

I'm just saying I get it.

Do you know whatever
happened to P.J.'s software?

No.

Don't you think you should?

[ Crowd chattering ]

I'm not that great
at parties, either.

So you're, what, a
wallflower billionaire?

Seems a very unlikely
combination.

Not shy, bored.

I'm afraid I lose interest in
most people fairly quickly.

Hi, can I have water, please?

Of course.

I begin to tune them out and then
the conversation falls apart.

Very funny.

So you're not interested
in getting to know people

face to face, but
you want to collect

every single bit of information
about them behind their backs.

Is there any real difference
between me watching

that woman over there
walk across the room,

or watching her surf
across the web?

Yes, there is, she has no
expectation of privacy here.

And what has the expectation of
privacy on the web given us?

Silk road? Sex trafficking
and drug deals.

You can't hide behind the most
egregious outliers of on-line society.

You stole that line
from your husband.

I understand his concerns.

I watched that manifesto of his.

But P.J. was never willing
to take time to hear me out.

Excuse me.

You know what? I'm in.

I'll hear you out.

You have a minute.

The world is generating 1.7 million
billion bytes of data per minute.

Six megabytes per day for
every man, woman and child

on the planet and almost
all of it is wasted.

Dust in the digital wind.

Who knows what else is hidden in all
that information we're throwing away?

Big Pharma started sharing data,
you know what they figured out?

That desipramine, an antidepressant
might help cure cancer.

96% of the data gathered on
cancer patients goes unanalyzed.

What else is hidden in there?

Isn't that at least
worth a look?

Portland, Oregon massively
reduced its carbon footprint

by using data to time its
traffic lights better.

Tracking cell phones helped
contain Ebola in Africa.

Tracking Ebola didn't
make you a billionaire.

Knowledge is the engine of our economy.
Data is its fuel.

And my company refines the
finest fuel in the world.

From oil that you
steal from people.

Or whatever the
fucking metaphor is.

I just want to know, how
do people benefit from it?

With enough data and
enough analysis,

there are no more Silk Roads.

Not on the web, not
on our city streets.

I don't think that people
understand what they're giving up.

And you don't understand how
much they will get in return.

Are already getting in return.

New algorithms tracking social media
are predicting potential suicides.

Hmm.

Time's up.

Very nice party.

If you're getting other
offers for Bathwater,

- I'll beat 'em.
- I'm not.

That program is worth...

You could name a figure.

Really?

Really.

I have absolutely no
idea where it is.

And even if I found it, I
would never sell it to you.

I have to go home now.

[ Glass breaks ]

[ Gasps ]

KD, how long you been there for?

You really can't see
that he's been chosen?

Who?

Judge Harris.

Chosen?

You came crying to
me not long ago

because of the darkness and
sin Pernell lead you to.

The Lord corrected my error.

He sent me to correct yours.

Judge Harris has been
anointed by God.

KD, I'm going home.

No.

I won't let you betray him.

Pull your head out of the sand.

He dragged you through
a pit of evil.

I would be failing
you as a pastor...

- Shut up!
- Oh, jeez.

Shut up!

I'm...

You are covered in the
blood of Jesus Christ.

KD, don't let sin
rule your heart.

Listen to me.

The things I said.

Whatever you heard,
things you've seen.

Whatever you know, that
stays between us and God.

Understand?

I don't know what...

Yes, or no.

Yeah.

This is from him.

If it's me, I'm
slitting your throat,

and if you talk, I
swear to God I will.

[ Panting ]

Judge Harris?

The witness was Reverend Paul.

He's half the reason
why I'm in this shit.

You don't have to
worry about him.

Thanks, Keith.

[ Chattering ]

Well, you had your chance, boys.

It was a nice shot.
I'll give you that.

But when you come after
somebody like me,

it's a zero sum game.

You either kill me or, well...

You know.

You give that back to Pernell.

You tell him I'm not that guy
anymore and I never will be again.

I told you, Reverend Paul.

You testify, you die.

Testify?

What are you talking about?

Here you go.

The assholes want to wait
until the last second

like we're doing a
Law & Order episode.

Let them play their games.

So the witnesses name is Mike Alcala.
Ring a bell?

[ Door opens ]

[ Phone rings ]

Yeah?

You're kidding me.

Nah, I'll be right there.

Okay.

You brought me all the way
back here for this bullshit?

Just because you're getting fucked doesn't
mean you should let your membership lapse.

You think there's American Judicial
Association meetings in prison?

You need some gang to belong to.

This was the last
thing in my inbox.

Oh, well...

Well, now you have a
Quizno's receipt.

Stop being a crybaby.

You okay, boss?

I'm gonna...

Need you to print me
out another copy.

Okay.

What you writing, Dad?

♫ I never thought that I
would ever lose you ♫

♫ Haunts me every time
I close my eyes ♫

♫ And there's nothing I can
do about my love for you ♫

♫ It never dies ♫

♫ Woke up in the morning
to the blinding light ♫

♫ Got so angry and
it felt so right ♫

♫ Just going to let it
burn away for now ♫

♫ I heard it from the
mouth of your gun ♫

♫ So this is it,
what's done is done ♫

♫ You just gotta let
it ride away to her ♫

♫ Droning of the bees and
the roaming of your teeth ♫

♫ The heat under my skin and
the blood that flows within ♫

♫ The dark behind your eyes
that we all have deep inside ♫

♫ The end of innocence and
the losing of your pride ♫

♫ But I never thought that
I would ever lose you ♫

♫ Haunts me every time
I close my eyes ♫

♫ And there's nothing I can
do about my love for you ♫

♫ It never dies ♫