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[Franklin] Previously on Will Trent…

Got to the point where I'd look
in the mirror and didn't know

who I was looking at.

Then Gina, she found a meeting
that I could go to. Talking helps.

The best part of this drink
is it comes with a fun umbrella.

-Antonio!
-I'll check the back.

[Will] Antonio!

He's gone.

James Ulster's been dead
for nearly two months.

That's what you think.

I got a letter.
That's how he talked to me.

That's how he talked to all of us.

[James] If I had nothing to do
with sending those letters…

Then there's someone else who knows
about Antonio, my mother, everything.

-Where's my uncle?
-Guess you'll never know.

Where is he?

[Faith] What happened?

Spiders. Poison.

Hey, hey. Will, stay with me.
Help is on the way. Will, stay with me.

[rhythmic beeping echoes]

[muffled PA announcement]

Ang.

Hey, you're awake.

How do you feel?

[groans] Weird.

[groans] Dizzy.

Yeah, they gave you antivenom
for the spider bites

and a sedative
because you were in a state.

Oh.

Yeah, you were trying
to pull out your IV, go after Antonio.

-What do you know?
-What we know is that

Adelaide was spotted in Brazil.

We don't know if he's with her.

-The FBI has, like, a whole team on it…
-[sighs]

…and they're doing their FBI thing.

I need to… I gotta…
I gotta go do something to help. [groans]

-Hey.
-Oh, can you get me out of here?

-Will, you just woke up five seconds ago.
-[exhales]

Can you please take some time
to recover from almost dying

before you beat yourself up again?

-[sighs] He's my family, Ang.
-[softly] I know.

I know. And they will tell me
as soon as they learn anything.

They're gonna find him.

Did you sleep here?

Of course.

You're my family.

Let me get somebody
to handle those straps.

You must be starving.

I'll have Seth make someone
bring you the good meat loaf.

Is there such a thing?

Well, trust me,
you don't want the bad one. [chuckles]

[♪ upbeat music playing]

[Franklin] So you're the one
who found him?

Yeah, this morning I noticed the door
was wide open, found him inside.

-Now I gotta do a deep-clean.
-[siren wails]

Yeah, that sounds like a hassle.

You got a name?

No, he paid cash.

Did you get his ID?

This look like the kind of place
that checks IDs?

Can't find the guy's wallet anywhere.

Door's wide open.

Anyone could have lifted it
after the fact.

And he definitely had money. The guy's
sweater's worth more than my mortgage.

Okay, so headphones, keyboard.

This notebook's full of music stuff.

[Franklin] Music stuff?

[Michael] Yeah, Franklin, music stuff.

Sheet music, musical notations, composing.

Why would a rich guy work from this dump?

Drugs? We got some white powder here.
Looks like cocaine.

-Yeah.
-And what do we have here? Adderall.

Is there a name on the bottle?

Uh, label's torn. Hard to make it out.

Hey, let's get this, uh,
logged and bagged.

So, doing a little coke,
tickling the ivories.

Sounds like a fun night till he got shot.

[♪ playing "Chopsticks"]

Did Cooper teach you that?

[scoffs] Cooper has nowhere
near my skills.

Hey,

this keyboard case says
"property of Atlanta City Orchestra."

[♪ dramatic music plays]

Oh, no.

I know who this is.

Who?

It's Ronaldo Benetti, the conductor
of the Atlanta City Orchestra.

Why "Oh, no"?

'Cause a man is dead,
and every life lost is a tragedy.

Yeah.

But really, why "Oh, no"?

I'm a patron of the arts.

-Since when?
-Oh, you know.

I go to the symphony.

Why are you acting so weird right now?
Since when do you go to the symphony?

During my personal private life,
which you know nothing about.

Do we have to go to Symphony Hall now?

Seems like we do. Yeah.

[♪ "Make a Change" playing]

We've got two eggs, half a bell pepper,
and some wilted spinach.

I could make you an omelet.

I'm not hungry.

I just had meat loaf.

Okay. How about some tea?

Yeah, sure.

♪ How long, baby, how long… ♪

♪ Will this madness be here to stay? ♪

[grunts]

[straining, grunting]

I hate this floor.

Yeah, me too.

Okay, let's get rid of the floor.

[Nico chuckles]

[Will grunts]

Is there a plan
or are we just deconstructing?

[Will panting]

You know, that-that's a good question.

Um, how about you,
uh, go to the hardware store, huh?

And grab some-some linoleum samples?

Okay.

Come on, Betty.

Let's go shopping.

[♪ somber music plays]

[breathes heavily]

[grunting, groaning]

[panting, whimpering]

There, there.

I'm so over you.

-[James chuckles]
-[Will sighs]

As horrible as this floor is,

I think our efforts
would be better spent elsewhere.

You really think it's wise to leave
the search for Adelaide to the FBI?

[scoffs] There is no "our."

All right? It's all your fault.

[sighs] I can't believe
you were allowed to procreate.

Oh, look on the bright side.

Who's better qualified than you

to track down a deranged
James Ulster obsessive? [cackles]

Come on, Will. Where should we start?

Her mother.

[♪ tense music plays]

I'm doing better.

Fewer flashbacks.

But it's hard.

I still don't feel like myself.

I'm used to being in control.

I'm the one who protects
the people I love.

You know, lately I've been
thinking about buildings.

You know how the ones
built with some give… [inhales]

…they're the ones
that survive earthquakes.

But the ones that are rigid…

they're the ones that just crumble.

I have to believe that, um,

finding a way to move
with the ground shifting under me…

it's the only way to survive.

Oh, hey.

That was really beautiful, what you said.

Oh, thank you, Casey.

Mmm.

-Have you seen your ex's truck this week?
-Couple of times.

Still parked down at the end of the block?

Hundred yards to the inch.

[Amanda sighs]

Well, if he comes any closer, you call me.

I'll get his ass on violating
that restraining order.

Wow. You weren't kidding
when you said you were protective.

[chuckles]

I like it.

I like seeing you alive.

Uh, do you want to have dinner tonight
at my place?

I'll bring the wine.

[♪ orchestral music playing]

Hey, guys. The GBI just got tagged in.

Apparently Ronaldo Benetti
is kind of a big deal.

-Oh, yeah, Franklin's a big fan.
-Oh.

There's something weird going on,
and he won't tell me.

But he did do a whitening strip
on the way over.

What happened to partner code, man?

You got anything new for us?

Yeah, I talked to Pete on the way out.

Cause of death is a gunshot, but get this,

victim had postmortem bruising.

So whoever did this shot him
and then beat him up?

They really hated this guy.

[♪ orchestral music continues]

-We should interview all these people.
-Yep.

I'll take the trumpet player.

Sorry, is there no one else
who can do this interview?

It's stressful enough
that Ronaldo was apparently murdered,

and now you show up.

Oh, it's just business, Leon.

-Mmm.
-Do you take prescription medication?

You know that I do. Why is that relevant?

Oh, 'cause we found a bottle of Adderall
at the crime scene,

and the letters on the label
seem to match your name.

Okay, look, Ronaldo,
he was under a ton of pressure.

He was having trouble getting work done,

so he asked if I could share
some of my meds with him.

So I gave him a few pills.

What kind of pressure?

We have a big performance coming up.

We're doing
Ronaldo's original composition.

So, he was a composer too?

Uh, he talked about it a lot.

This was the first one
he actually finished.

But it took forever
for Ronaldo to show it to us.

He was acting more and more erratic.

[stutters] Everyone was starting
to freak out, especially Claudia.

-Who's Claudia?
-The executive director of the symphony.

Claudia was afraid
that we would have nothing to play,

that we'd have
to call the whole thing off.

But then, finally… [sighs]
…after disappearing for, like, 24 hours,

Ronaldo showed up yesterday,
said he was finished.

And it's annoyingly brilliant.

How long is this gonna take?

Lila, honey, um,
let's let the detectives do their job.

Tom, you're always
trying to manage me. Just…

I-I need a cigarette.

-That's fine.
-Thank you.

Pippa, are we still performing or what?

I don't know. [stutters]

-Is your solo ready?
-Yes, of course it is.

Brass, on the other hand, mess.

She hums Ronaldo's soaring melody

-as she dozes beside me at night.
-But who's going to conduct it, Tom?

I'm very sorry. Uh, we're both very upset.

-[Lila] Are you coming?
-Yeah.

Where were you last night, Leon?

You have to answer my question.
You're a suspect.

I'm a suspect?

You're not not a suspect.
You gave a dead man drugs.

-Adderall.
-It's a controlled substance.

Seriously, Franklin, come on, you know me.

Oh, you know, I thought I did.

-Be honest. Are you punishing me?
-Just give me an alibi.

I was at my boyfriend's all night.

-Boyfriend?
-There's a camera in the lobby

that you can check.

Now just ask me
what you really want to know.

Well… [inhales] …I mean, I am curious.

Four months of happy dating.

I had a drawer at your place,
you had a toothbrush at mine.

Why did you ghost me?

[♪ dramatic music plays]

"Not funny."

-He said that?
-I know I made him laugh before.

I just can't think
of any specific moment right now,

-but I know I did.
-[person] Pippa!

Pippa!

-Where is Pippa?
-Claudia, hi.

Did you hear? How are you?

Yes, it's horrible.
I have grief counselors on their way.

Anyone who needs to avail themselves can,
but please don't leave the building.

We have to rehearse.

We're not canceling the show?

-[softly] Absolutely not.
-I'm sorry. Why not?

It's not what Ronaldo would want.

We owe it to him
to let his magnum opus be heard.

Pippa, we need a conductor.

[♪ playful music plays]

Can you do it?

Yes.

Good. Go tell everyone.

Hi. Sorry about that.

Claudia Sobinsky, executive director.
How can I help?

Well, we need to see Ronaldo's office.

-Right this way.
-Thank you.

Sounds like Ronaldo
was acting erratic recently.

I've known Ronaldo for 25 years,
since our music school days.

I'd never seen him like this.

It was this composition.

I told him
he was already a great conductor.

He didn't need to compose,
but… [inhales] …he wouldn't listen.

He just put so much pressure on himself.

How was it that it came down
to the last second like this?

He insisted I schedule his debut
as the highlight of our season,

even hinged
his entire contract renegotiation on it.

And then, once everything was signed,

it turned out
he hadn't even written it yet.

That's why he didn't want Pippa to see it.

I've been close to a heart attack waiting.

But yesterday, Ronaldo showed up
with a completed chamber piece,

and it was everything he'd promised.

It was stunning.

Ronaldo have issues with anyone here?

He was a giant pain in the ass, but, uh,

he was our maestro.

Everyone worshipped him.

Yeah, I can relate.
I play a little myself.

Really, man? Every time? Ugh.

You know what, don't do that.
Please don't do that.

[rattling]

That's weird.

[Claudia gasps]

[♪ eerie music plays]

I guess someone here
didn't worship Ronaldo.

At all.

I already told the FBI.

I don't know where Adelaide is.

Oh, no, of course, but, um… [sighs]
…if you could think of anything else,

anything at all
that might help us find her,

we'd appreciate it.

Uh, there was always
something off with that girl.

Chip off the old block.
Maybe I was wrong to reject her.

Speaking of,
all those letters Adelaide sent me,

-I sent them back unopened.
-[Ms. Trevens continues, indistinct]

Maybe they're around here somewhere.

I tried to set Adelaide on the right path.

But no matter how long I kept her

in the wardrobe,

nothing happened.

The wardrobe?

[sighs] It's our little nickname
for time-out.

I had to send her there
when she misbehaved.

Uh-oh, bad mommy.

[Ms. Trevens] …discipline your children…

I don't know why I had sex
with this woman.

[sighs]

[clears throat] Um…

Ms. Trevens, could I…
Could I trouble you for a glass of water?

[imitating cough]

[Will] Thank you.

[Ms. Trevens huffs]

Oh.

Now, this is twisted.

Even for me.

She was just a kid.

I should arrest this lady for child abuse.

No, keep your eye on the ball.
You haven't looked in there yet.

[chuckles] You're welcome.

Oh, shut up.

You're me. Stop taking credit.

This is you entering Ronaldo's office
three days ago.

We know you destroyed his piano.

We saw the damage.
Now that is real hatred.

You've been assistant conductor
for what, six years now?

It's a long time to play second fiddle.

It's not easy to stand on the sidelines,
watch somebody else live your dreams.

I mean, it makes sense to resent him.

Sometimes that's easier than admitting
maybe you don't have what it takes.

I do have what it takes.

The passion, the focus, the commitment.

That bastard tried to break me,
but I'm still here.

Yeah. Yeah, you are, front and center
on the symphony's biggest night.

What? No.

It's finally working out for you.

Okay, fine, I destroyed the piano,
but I didn't kill him.

Yeah, well,
you certainly killed that piano.

What exactly did Ronaldo do
to make you so angry?

He belittled my conducting,
the way I dressed, my music knowledge.

For years, he told me
I'd never make it as a conductor

and refused to give me a recommendation.

He knew about the piano, by the way.

When he saw what I'd done,
he was impressed.

He said it was about time
I showed some teeth.

I swear I didn't kill him.

I-I didn't want to get the job this way.
I wanted to earn it.

Is there anything you can tell us
about Ronaldo's disappearance

the day before
he delivered the composition?

Um…

All-All I know is when I asked
how he managed to finish the piece,

he told me he'd found his muse.

Any idea who he was referring to?

No. I just figured
that meant he'd gotten laid.

Guy was hornier than a jackrabbit. Ugh.

[Michael, Franklin] Hmm.

Hey, they found Ronaldo's car abandoned.

It's being towed to the impound lot.
Let's go.

[♪ suspenseful music plays]

[knocks on door]

Hey.

Yeah, I thought you might be working.

-Brought Szechuan.
-Oh, where's Seth?

He is drinking a nonalcoholic beer
and watching a documentary on Dunkirk.

-Hi, baby. Oh, I missed you. Come here.
-[Betty whines, yelps]

Oh, help me take this food
to the dining table, will you? Yeah?

So what do you got?

Adelaide's letters to Ulster in prison.

Oh.

You want to read 'em to me over egg rolls?

Perfect night.

What's up with your kitchen?

Oh, i-it's nothing. It…
Don't worry about it.

"She is stupid and never listens to me.
I hate her. I hate her.

I wish you'd never met her.
Please show me how to kill her.

I'll do anything.
Your daughter, Adelaide."

You say you had a flirtation
with this woman?

We were in the jungle.

It was very hot and, um,
my guard was down.

[stutters] Look,
I've been very vulnerable lately.

[sighs]

Adelaide never stood a chance.

Abusive mother, no friends.

She could've been us. She could've.

But we had each other.

[Will chuckles]

-You changed your hair.
-Yeah.

Controlling what I can.

[Will chuckles]

I like it.

[both chuckle]

It makes sense
that Adelaide would start a network.

Other people
who fell through the cracks like her.

That network is the best way
to get to Antonio. Has to be.

I gotta take a run at Jeb Oswald.

-Any advice?
-You're not gonna scare him.

You're not gonna get through to him
with logic.

The only person he wants to talk to
is James Ulster.

I can work with that.

-I don't understand…
-[Amanda chuckles]

Wait, get your hands off my dishes.

Gosh, you don't know how to relax, do you?

Let me take care of you for once.
Go. Go away.

Okay, okay. Bossy.

Hmm, takes one to know one.

[chuckles] You might be right about that.

[♪ "Once in a Thousand Years" playing]

I took that when I was 18.

I had nothing better to do than
follow a dirt road, see where it took me.

[chuckles] I really thought
I was a photographer with that one.

[giggles] Who you telling?

I took a pottery class once
and could have sworn I was a professional.

[Amanda giggles]

I always said I'd go back. But…

then I met Dallas and…

-best-laid plans.
-Hmm.

Look.

With everything you've been going through…

Okay, stop worrying about me.

Start thinking about what you want.

[Casey chuckles]

Do you want this?

[Amanda chuckles]

-[Amanda inhales, exhales]
-How about this?

[Casey squeals, chuckles]

[both chuckle]

Now, is this the beer bottle
or the coffee pot?

Coffee pot.

You're incredibly brave, Casey.

[chuckles]

So are you.

Don't bother, Amanda.
He always gets away with it.

[♪ tense music plays]

Better have a damn good reason
for hauling me in here.

Why don't you take a seat?

Why don't you tell me why I'm here?

You threw a rock through
your estranged wife's window last night.

That's vandalism, harassment,
and a violation of your restraining order.

I wasn't anywhere
near that bitch's house last night.

I know you've been parking
on Casey's street,

trying to intimidate her.

I can park wherever I want.

I know everything you put Casey through.

I know every bruise and every scar.

But that's over now.

You need to leave her alone.

You have no proof, do you?

Looks like you're the one
who's trying to intimidate me.

And I won't be intimidated.

I think this interview is over. [chuckles]

I met a million guys like you.

Men who think they're untouchable.

You think you can lay your hands
on anybody you want and get away with it.

-[chuckles]
-Not this time.

Geez, Faith, this car is almost
as messy as yours is.

-What's with you creative types?
-Yeah, it's organized chaos.

You know, the thing is…

And look, I don't want to
come across as defensive,

but I am infinitely funnier
than Leon ever was.

Yeah, you're funny.
It's, like, your thing.

What do you mean, my thing?

You know,
it's how you like to be perceived.

You don't think I'm funny?

Faith, am I funny?

-You're not not funny.
-I mean, you're amusing.

-You're fun to have around.
-That is not the same thing.

You don't think I'm funny.
You think Faith is funnier than me?

Leon is lying to you because
he is afraid of telling you the truth.

Faith, that makes sense.

It's not that I'm not funny.
It is that Leon is a coward.

-Did you find anything?
-Yep. [grunts]

I found this fast-food receipt
from three days ago

during the time
that Ronaldo supposedly disappeared.

He was in Cleveland, Ohio.

And anyone recognize this lipstick?

We found your cigarettes in Ronaldo's car.

I think that you two
were having an affair.

Lila, were you his muse?

Sorry, that's what
this is about? [stutters]

I have a solo to rehearse.

What happened? You break up with him?

He threatened to tell your husband,
so you killed him?

Don't be ridiculous. Stop, please.
Of course we were intimate.

Profoundly, passionately, feverishly.

But it wasn't an affair,
because Tom and I have an arrangement

where we can sleep with whoever we want
as long as no one falls in love,

and believe me, I-I never fall in love.

But not with Ronaldo.

We agreed he was on the no-fly list.

I never agreed to a no-fly list.

That was just something that you said,
and then I did not respond to you.

Can… [stutters] What does it matter?
The man is dead.

-Tom…
-Oh, hey, hey, buddy.

Just take it easy, okay?

Don't be hysterical. It's pedestrian.

Excuse me, what is going on?

Tom, careful of those hands.

-[Lila] Mm-hmm.
-You have to perform tonight.

Do you know anything about
why Ronaldo might have been in Ohio?

We have a receipt putting him there
the day before he was killed.

No, I have no idea.

Our relationship
wasn't really based on talking.

-[Tom grunts, groans]
-[feedback whines]

Not really your day, man.

-Ow. I think I broke it.
-No, that's okay.

Yeah, because you don't play bass
with your feet. Here.

Do you want me to come?

[chuckles] I think you've done
enough of that.

Lila, is there anything else
you'd like to share?

I'll just say this. Whatever he was doing
in Ohio, thank God he went.

-Why do you say that?
-Before he disappeared,

he played me what he was working on.

It was atrocious.

We were all going to be
publicly humiliated.

Well, what was he doing
for those two days?

I don't know. He never told me.

All I know is
I now have an exquisite violin solo.

It's gonna be…

It's gonna be career-making, really,

and you should all come
if you can get tickets.

I've given my comps away,
but, uh, look, i-if you'd excuse me,

I-I would really like to rehearse. So, um…

I don't know about you, Faith,

but I… [exhales] …think it's time
for Franklin to go on a date.

Oh, absolutely not.

[♪ soul music plays]

This was Ronaldo's composition?

Up until two days ago, yes.

Lila was right. It is very…

amateurish.

I mean, I do not understand

how this became the composition
that Ronaldo turned in.

-Do they resemble each other at all?
-No, not even close.

That is like it was written
by an entirely different person.

Maybe he stole it
and that's why he ended up dead.

Lord, never underestimate
the audacity of a straight male

with an inflated ego
and a full head of hair.

[chuckles]

Oh, no, no, no,
I know you're not laughing now.

-Oh.
-So now the man thinks I'm funny, huh?

Mm-hmm.

Tell me the truth.

[Leon sighs]

I don't want kids.

-I know that.
-I like my life. I like my freedom.

-I do not need kids.
-I specifically said

-I'm okay without having kids.
-But you were lying.

Either to me or to yourself, okay?

And it just felt like you thought
that you could wear me down

if you stayed with me long enough,
but I wasn't gonna change my mind.

-Again, I specifically said--
-Benjamin.

You know what, I never should've
trusted you with my first name.

Be honest, Benjamin Franklin.

-Here we go. [sighs]
-You want them. You do. It's okay.

[chuckles] But God help us,

if there was a child anywhere near
where we were having brunch,

they were the only ones
getting eye contact.

I did that maybe once.

Mmm. [chuckles]

[sighs] Fine.

I shouldn't have ghosted you.

I actually can't believe that I did that.
It was very…

immature.

Let me make it up to you.

Come to the performance tonight?
I got you a comp ticket.

-[chuckles] Really?
-That's right. Best seat in the house.

[Franklin] Wow.

I'd really love to have you there.

Maybe we can be friends?

Okay.

Okay.

[chains clanking]

[chuckles] Oh, it's you. Will Trent.

The man who caught James Ulster.

This is your work, is it not?

-Yep.
-You claim

to be a student of James Ulster.

I'm more than a student, I'm an acolyte.

And you think your work
celebrates James Ulster?

You know what I see
when I look at this, huh?

It's a cheap knockoff.

This work is meant to be relished.

All I see here

is fear, hesitation, a lack of discipline.

-What is this?
-It's an assessment.

It's a grade, really.

Now, let's see.

[softly] Oh. C-minus. Mmm.

And that's being generous.

It's soulless.

[Jeb sniffs]

Yeah.

Did you even enjoy it? Huh?

Did you get a rush? An erection, even?
[chuckles]

No, no, no, no, no.
I don't think you did. No, no.

I think you were scared.

I was afraid I'd get caught.

Oh, I could tell.

When you're doing work in my name,

it has to be worthy.

I speak through Will Trent now.

He's the closest thing I have to a son.

-But she said--
-Oh, my daughter.

She's nobody.

[chuckles] You…

You were scammed. [chuckles]

I hope you didn't give her
your Social Security number.

I don't understand.

Well, that's as clear as a bell,
you unwashed simpleton.

Sit up straight when you talk to me.

My name, my legacy,
is being polluted by this bitch,

and you and I
are gonna stop her blasphemy.

Or I could just sit here

and remove your fingernails one by one
until you come to your senses.

[chuckles] No one… No one will stop me.
I mean, they love me here.

They can't get enough of Will Trent.

Are you starting to see…

why I chose this guy as my vessel?

How can I help you, Mr. Ulster?

[Will sighs]

Tell me…

what is Adelaide…

doing?

I don't know. [chuckles]
She don't talk to me, uh…

No? Oh.

I get my instructions from somebody else.

His name is The Commander.

Ah.

And how do I talk to The Commander, huh?

Um… [gulps]

They'll only listen
if they hear it d-directly from me.

Oh.

Well, huh,

arrange a meeting.

Huh?

Ah. [chuckles] Yeah.

[gunfire]

Damn.

[Amanda chuckles]

That is very hot.

-Now your turn.
-Okay.

-Okay. [chuckles]
-[Amanda chuckles]

Now if you raise your gun,
you have to be ready to use it.

-Always aim for center mass.
-Okay. [exhales]

-Okay. Feet.
-Feet.

-Shoulders.
-Shoulders.

Okay. Breathe,

visualize, and shoot.

[Amanda laughs]

-Oh, my God. [chuckles]
-Attagirl. You did it. [chuckles]

I'm gonna look into
getting one for myself.

Well, let's do it now.

Listen, Casey,
I got a bad feeling about Dallas.

-You need protection.
-You're right.

I just want to do a little research first,
but I promise I will.

Well, just take mine.

I can't. You need it for work.

No. No, no, no. This is my personal gun.

I mean… [chuckles] …you've already shown
that you're comfortable with it.

Listen, hang on to it
till you get your own.

Put it somewhere safe.

Thank you, Amanda.

Oh, look, you're in my office.

Yeah, low blood sugar.

But, I have to say, I like it in here.
It's quiet, great snacks.

Yeah, okay, don't get too comfortable.
Who's on the phone?

I'm on hold with the archive library
at Ronaldo's music school.

Turns out that this fast-food restaurant
he visited was only 20 miles from there.

Traffic cameras put him at the campus.

-Nice.
-Oh, oh, hi. Yeah.

Oh, wow. [scoffs]

Ronaldo checked out a master's thesis
from 25 years ago.

[♪ orchestra playing symphony]

[phone buzzes]

[buzzing continues]

[mutters] Excuse me.

I am at the symphony. What?

Ronaldo stole the composition
from Claudia.

What?

We're thinking
after she heard the first rehearsal,

she realized what he'd done,
confronted him,

and when he didn't come clean, she
followed him to the motel and killed him.

Geez, her seat's right next to mine.

Good. Keep an eye on her. We're on our way
to the symphony hall now with backup.

You got it.

[♪ symphony continues]

Claudia!

[♪ symphony continues, suspenseful]

Claudia. Come out.

[Claudia] Shh.
They're playing right above us.

Claudia, I see you.

[door closes]

[♪ continues, joyful]

Claudia Sobinsky, you're under arrest
for the murder of Ronaldo Benetti.

Quiet. This is the best part.

Twenty-five years ago,
I showed this piece to Ronaldo,

and he convinced me it wasn't any good.

I was so young and insecure.

I believed him.

But I hear it now.

I was good. [sobs]

-Yes.
-[sniffles]

You were.

Please just let me listen until the end.

Then I promise I'll go peacefully.

[chuckling, crying]

[♪ crescendoes]

Come on through. We gotta go.

-[♪ music stops]
-[cheering]

Leon was right.

I do want that.

The husband, the kid, all of it.

Yeah, it's pretty great.

[softly] Yeah.

[siren wails in distance]

[♪ mysterious music plays]

I'm sorry, can I help you?

Jeb says Ulster speaks through you.

Right.

You are The Commander.

Adelaide must really trust you.

We understand each other.

She helped me see what real freedom is.

Killing?

Hurting innocent people?

No one is innocent.

I know what it's like to be angry.

There are days,
more than I'd like to admit,

when I think my anger might consume me.

But killing doesn't make you
feel free or powerful,

no matter who it is or why.

It eats away at your soul.

What's your name?

Hey.

If you know where Antonio Morales is,
you need to tell me now.

[The Commander scoffs]

Don't let Adelaide
get you into any more trouble.

Yeah, she said you'd try to save me.

-What's this?
-We'll be in touch.

If you follow me, I will tell her.

And if that happens,

I'm not sure what she'll do to Antonio.

Talk soon.

[♪ tense music plays]

[phone ringing]

[phone beeps]

-Casey.
-Amanda, he's here!

-Who? Dallas?
-He's in the house!

Go get the gun.
Remember what I taught you.

[Dallas] Come back here, you bitch!
I'm gonna kill you.

[pounding on door, loud crash]

I-I'm sending the cops.
You know, ju-just hold tight.

[Casey] No, no!

[gunshot]

Casey?

[gunshots]