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Gentlemen, the world leaves us full of wonder most nights.

Not the wide-eyed wonder of our children.

It's wondering if our children will follow in our footsteps.

It's wondering if our friends and families

know how hard we push ourselves to rise to the top.

Every Tuesday, we come here and leave the world outside those doors.

Tuesday is reserved for the men sitting at this table.

This is our night.

Let's hope the steaks are rare and the scotch is old.

William Ashbury.

That was very generous of you, Mr. Ashbury. Thank you.

- Please, call me William. - Heard you got outbid on the DeWitt estate.

Tough turn of luck.

Wouldn't you say that was a tough turn, congressman?

I'd say a man makes his own luck.

Tell you what... Next time one of these blowhards loses a deal,

you can buy the drinks. How does that sound, Harrison?

Thank you, William.

If you'll excuse me.

- Maybe I should call you a cab. - Thanks, I'm okay.

Heard you got outbid on the DeWitt estate.

Tuesday is reserved for the men sitting at this table.

- Tough turn of luck. - A man makes his own luck.

Every Tuesday, we come here

and leave the world outside those doors.

- Everything okay? - Yeah, I'm trying to find my registration.

- What for? - I thought you were, you know...

We got a power line down. Had to close a Lane.

Is that all?

No, that's not all.

You have a headlight out.

I... I... are you sure?

- I just had this looked at last week. - Come see for yourself.

That's okay, I don't want to hold up traffic.

I...

I confess, I don't want to get wet.

I guess that gets me a ticket, right?

Just get it fixed first thing.

- Next time I write that ticket. - Okay, great. Thank you.

- Take it easy going through here. - Okay, thanks, officer.

All right.

I had an awful day.

My students asked me questions that I couldn't answer.

I went to the market. It was so crowded.

And my ball dress I had to send back to the dressmaker for a third time.

And to top it off, my husband doesn't really seem to care.

I lost the DeWitt estate.

I know.

I heard.

But what I didn't hear is where you ran off to until 1:00 in the morning.

I killed a man on the way home.

Come on.

Honey...

There will be other deals, okay?

I'm your wife. Run to me.

No, no, stop, stop, stop, stop...

Stop, stop, stop.

You'll be fine.

Okay?

We'll be fine.

Honey...

It's all over the news.

God, it's awful.

- It was an accident. - Really?

How do you accidentally Rob a bank?

- What? - You're saying

you accidentally walk in, shoot a guard and run off with $200,000?

It was that sweet guard too. The one with the lisp.

He had two little girls.

- He's dead. - Where?

The Montgomery trust.

- You have to get in the shower, okay? - Yeah...

- You're late. Get up. - Okay.

So pick me up at school at 12:00, okay?

We'll go to the decorators.

Harrison? Noon?

- Yeah, okay, honey. - ...The suspect was wearing a stocking mask.

Witnesses were unable to give us a description of his face.

However, bank president Lawrence Davis

believes the man was a white male

in his mid-20s with dark hair.

He was wearing a black leather jacket and blue jeans.

- Davis told news 3 the suspect... - You'll be there at 11:45?

- Yep. - That's a beautiful dress you have on. I love it.

Okay, honey, listen. This is crazy.

The suspect was seen climbing into a 1993 Chevy Lumina

and speeding off with an accomplice.

The vehicle was later found near Grey's Lane

but the suspects are still at large.

News 3 will keep you up to date...

My mom was in the trust an hour before it happened.

What?

My mother. She was in the trust an hour before it happened.

She always seems to find herself in the middle of some...

- Drama. - Watch it. We're going there for dinner tonight.

It's not funny, okay? It could have been you,

it could have been me.

What time are you picking me up?

I...

Couldn't tell you.

- Noon, honey. - Right, school. Noon.

- Got it. - Okay.

- Bye. - Bye.

You can't hide the truth from me.

Either you stop taking these, or you quit drinking.

Last night it was a pole. Next time you could kill somebody.

- You got me? - Yeah.

Okay.

You go and close the Rossmoor estate.

My dad's not going to pay the mortgage after this month.

It's two years. That was the deal.

Dear old dad.

Give me a kiss.

- Bye, honey. - Bye

- Morning, genie. - You're in trouble, Harrison.

- Genie, what is all this? - Trash.

What is it doing here?

Yesterday was our financial plan for the next fiscal year.

You said the DeWitt estate was a done deal,

so I factored it in...

All $4.7 million.

Good.

I mean, go ahead and draw up a new one.

That would be a one-word statement...

"Default."

Like I said, we're in trouble.

Right.

Excuse me.

What were you doing...

In the middle of the road?

I'm so sorry.

Did you take that money?

Huh?

Where did you put it?

"Where did you put it?" What am I talking about?

What am I doing? What am I doing?

Wynn.

We wouldn't have been able to afford anything she showed us anyway.

And whose fault is that?

I'm sorry, that wasn't fair.

I'm sorry.

I guess you're right.

Listen. I love you.

I don't care about the furniture. I love you.

We'll just ask my father to help us out for a few more months.

No.

Then come up with a better plan.

If you love me, you won't ask him.

We're going to be late.

- I need to take a shower. - Fine.

I'll go ahead.

You know how my father is about punctuality.

Sure, I do.

- Harrison. Hi! - Allison.

How are you? So is the semester over already?

Oh, I've got to dig up a date for the debutante ball.

It's either you or William ashbury.

He's here. Mom invited him for dinner.

Oh, okay. Well, I'm sure you won't have any trouble getting a date.

It's a free limo ride... Free dinner...

I'm giving everything away for free that night.

Whew.

Excuse me, everyone. I'm sorry I'm late.

- Nice of you to join us. - Why haven't you started?

It's called "etiquette."

Sit down, Harrison.

Can't you pass a law, honey?

Someone has to protect us from the city.

I swear it's getting closer every day.

Do you know I was in the trust moments before it happened?

I can't imagine the horror

if I had decided to deposit five checks instead of four.

200 grand. Broad daylight.

In April 1931, $75,000 were stolen at gunpoint from the trust.

Shots were fired.

I believe the only casualty was a bit of incontinence

on the part of an elderly teller on duty.

Apparently eyewitnesses placed the man with an accomplice.

I wonder if they're from the area.

Well, we haven't heard from Chris

since his birthday, the day he walked out on his program

at the sunflower house.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to imply that it was Chris.

Black hair...

Black leather jacket.

But I guess you'd have to be sober to pull off...

Stop it!

Chris may be a lot of things, but he is not... no Henderson...

Chris would not resort to stealing.

I could say it was Harrison here.

Show some ingenuity.

He'd be stealing from somebody else for a change.

Enough! All we need is a little bit more moral support.

- We're fine. - Am I missing something?!

I paid the down payment on your house, I pay the mortgage,

I introduced handsome to all of my business contacts.

He can't float the financing for a doghouse,

but "we're fine."

And you wonder why Chris is a junkie.

I'll go.

Chris. Oh god, it can't be.

Overbearing fathers-in-law.

They have a reputation to live up to.

The congressman is doing just fine.

He's a miserable, bitter man

who deeply regrets

some of the decisions and choices he's made in his life.

He's unforgiving of himself and others.

Instead of buying you a drink last night,

he let you stew all alone.

He doesn't think I belong

- at the table with the rest of you. - Do you?

I will.

Yes, I believe you will.

And in the meantime, you're a lucky man.

You have Wynn.

No, thank you. I have to go.

Where are you going at this time of night?

The office.

Good. That's good, honest work. Go.

I'm sorry, Chris.

Honey, better hurry it up. You're gonna be late.

- Honey? - Yeah.

Do you have something you want to talk to me about?

No.

Why?

Nothing.

- All right, I've got to go to work. - Okay.

I love you.

I love you too.

I want the number of every investor,

even if they bought girl scout cookies from Wynn and Allison.

What exactly are we doing, Harrison?

I'm going to make a bid on that Rossmoor estate.

We are?

- Why? - One word, genie...

"Redemption."

Ladies and gentlemen, the body of a white male

of possibly 25 years old

was found at 2:00 P.M. this afternoon.

Apparent cause of death was blunt trauma.

The victim's body was uncovered

in close proximity to the location of the car

we believe used in the Montgomery trust robbery.

However, at this juncture it is premature to say

that this is connected to the robbery.

We are treating them as separate cases

until the evidence tells us otherwise.

Right, $10 million! Can you believe it?

No, go ahead, get excited! I'm telling you,

I'm going to get this one. I really am.

Yeah, well, I'll be home in about 20 minutes.

I love you too. Bye.

They reported the grisly discovery

of a body near Grey's Lane.

There may be a witness. That according to chief Webb,

who finished a press conference just minutes ago.

So what crime did you commit?

I beg your pardon?

It's Thursday night. You're strictly a Tuesday, Saturday drinker.

You know my drinking habits.

Did you forget to pick up the dry cleaning, or the dog at the vet?

I could kill the dog and Bury it with the dry cleaning

and be in better shape than I'm in now.

The body was discovered by a passerby

in this wooded ravine just off the roadway.

The victim was wearing a black leather jacket and jeans.

Can't be that bad. Can't be as bad as losing the DeWitt estate.

On Tuesday night you had four glenlivets.

Tonight you've been nursing that one drink for close to an hour.

You have an amazing knack for detail, Mr. Ashbury.

What is it you do?

I could never get myself to settle on just one thing.

- I figured you for an attorney. - Why, you need one?

- A fella could always use a good lawyer. - Not always.

He only needs one when he needs one.

Police chief Webb refuses to speculate at this time,

but news 3 has learned there may be circumstantial evidence

tying the murder at Grey's Lane

to the robbery at Montgomery trust.

Reporting for news 3, this is Marcy Newell.

Well... okay.

- Wynn, about last night... - Shh!

No, I'm sorry.

No, I don't think you should go.

No, I think you should wait for the DNA Report to come back.

I don't understand why you have to go down and...

You're putting yourself through something you don't need to, that's all.

Okay.

Fine. I'll come with you, then.

Okay.

I love you too.

- They think it's Chris. - What?

My mom filed a missing person's report,

and she got a call from the morgue this morning.

It's not Chris. It can't be Chris.

Then who is it, Harrison? Tell me.

- I don't know. - Then don't say anything, okay?

It was a very understandable misinterpretation.

Your husband has a new secretary, and I guess he's been...

Spending time with her after office hours.

But he's not having an affair.

He was beating her up?

Her boyfriend was.

Your husband found out and rented her a hotel room,

some place she could go to be safe.

He never slept with her?

Janey, if either of you were going to have

the occasion to step outside the relationship,

it certainly wouldn't be John.

Harrison French.

Janey.

Is everything okay?

Wonderful.

Just wonderful.

Your wife doesn't deserve this.

I know.

I love janey.

I don't know what I'd do without her.

Social fabric tears easily, John.

A bad marriage is all it takes.

Your career...

Your friends...

These things can go away.

Yes?

Harrison, come in.

Sorry. The door was open.

John here was just headed out.

Tuesdays, no exceptions.

Please.

Whatever you did wrong, right here, right now,

is the first step in getting a handle on it.

You know, I'm afraid I'm wasting your time, Mr. Ashbury.

That's what you want, isn't it?

To get a handle on things.

You want to be back in control.

You want to turn back the clock to the way things were.

When you were sure...

Sure of all those things you took for granted.

Those things you swear you will never take for granted again.

You probably just want to tell someone.

Yeah. Yes.

- No, I don't... I don't know if I can. - Sure you can.

If I didn't love my wife so much, I would just...

I would just run away from all of this.

If I said I could help you,

understood your fears...

Whatever it was, no matter how bad,

I could make it right, would you believe me?

Yes.

Let's get out of here.

- You drive. - Where are we going?

Wherever you want to take me.

Shane!

Shane!

What are you doing, silly?

What are you doing there, huh?

What is this?

Keep going.

It was the night I lost the DeWitt estate.

I didn't see him. It was...

It was an accident.

Mrs. Henderson? Hi, I'm detective Scofield.

- How do you do? - I'm Wynn French.

My daughter.

- I couldn't face this on my own. - Oh, I understand completely.

The chief asked that I personally take you down to view the body,

which of course I'm more than happy to do.

But, umm...

I don't know if it's actually necessary.

The medical examiner will have the DNA Test results within the next 24 hours.

Then we'll know.

We wouldn't dream of keeping you folks and the congressman waiting.

I want to see the body with my own eyes.

Are you sure you want to do this?

Yeah.

All right then. Follow me.

He... he...

He doesn't have a face.

Uh...

Did he have any kind of distinguishing marks...

Scars, tattoos, anything like that?

- He did, he had a tattoo. - He what?

It was on his ankle. My mother didn't know about it.

It was...

Some sort of symbol... Chinese or Japanese.

On his ankle?

I'm...

I'm so sorry.

Here's my card if I can be of any assistance

in any way whatsoever. Please don't hesitate to call.

And we'll do our best to find out what happened.

- Did he do it? - Hmm?

Chris. Do you think he robbed the trust?

Well, you know, at this point,

the only thing we know for sure

is that his body was found near the getaway car.

But that's all we know.

- Thank you. - All right.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Uh...

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

We have to go shopping.

Now?

I never got him a birthday present.

Oh.

- Do you like this? - Yeah.

This is less than subtle, though. Don't you think?

Hey, Harrison.

- It's just you here? - Where's your wife?

You think I want to be here?

I broke it off with this girl weeks ago.

What about you? What did you do?

Don't you try to tell me you're just here out of coincidence.

- What are you talking about? - We work each other's setups. That's how it works.

How what works?

You don't get it, do you?

Janey's probably right around here.

Hey, cover me.

- Who's that? - Who?

That woman, with John. She's all over him.

John? That's his cousin. She's in for the weekend.

They're shopping a little bit, you know?

- I missed you. - Let's just get this over with.

Janey!

- Hi! - Hi!

- That's a great shirt. - It's a gift for John.

- You really like it? - Of course he does.

Harrison couldn't lie to save his life.

We are well on our way to $15 million.

You'd be getting one of the last seats on the bus, really.

Excuse me.

- Hello? - Harrison?

- Any progress? - I've got some bad news.

The DNA came back positive. I'm very sorry.

But you must understand, Chris Henderson had a life of squandered chances.

You have to focus on the road ahead.

Wynn shouldn't have to lose both of the men she loves.

- On a brighter note, I'm very impressed. - Impressed?

The police are completely convinced

that Chris robbed the trust, was then killed by his accomplice

who made off with the $200,000. Well done.

That's wonderful news. All right.

Thank you.

I sympathize with you, chief.

Crimes like these have no place in our community.

People need to feel safe again.

They need someone to be held accountable so they can move on.

What you need is evidence.

Evidence that shows that his accomplice is an outsider...

Someone who is never coming back.

Hey, chief. Oh, I'm sorry to interrupt.

We're through.

Something came in from the crime scene.

I think you should take a look.

- Hello? - We've got work to do.

- But I thought I was tight. - You'll spring a leak.

We have to give them another trail.

Inside the bag I gave you you'll find $200,000

in traceable Montgomery trust bills.

Put the bag inside the locker.

Then wipe and get rid of the key.

He'd called the house and I never called him back.

Don't think like that.

Don't.

Okay?

Get in the car.

It was a lovely service, sir.

- How did it happen? - Excuse me?

What did you do?

I swear, I swear...

Shut up! Shut your mouth!

I don't really care what you did, or who you did it to.

You did it. It's done.

And you'll do it again, and you can count on it.

Again, sir, I...

Doug, okay?

My name is Doug.

And you and I are going to be spending a lot of time together,

so...

We might as well be on a first-name basis.

I appreciate that, Doug.

I never wanted you here. I made that clear, didn't I?

Okay, what...

I'm sorry, I'm confused here. What?

Why couldn't you go someplace else? Go to another town?

New people! Not here!

You two could have made it anywhere!

You really believe that?

I thought so.

Where are we going?

It's Tuesday night.

No exceptions.

I don't think your risk is that high, John.

He's contributing more than half that in the first week.

I'm sorry, Doug. You shouldn't be out tonight,

- but I'm glad you made it. - Yeah.

Harrison.

Here.

- How did it go? - I did what you said.

Good. Good.

- We never discussed my fee. - Your fee, of course...

- I don't have money. - I don't want your money.

- What then? - Just your time.

I want to give you a seat at the table.

- Along with that comes a commitment. - What sort of commitment?

Harrison, like yourself, each of these men

at some point have made regretful mistakes.

And with a little help, they're trying to make up for them.

Like a community service?

Sort of.

I saw John Sawgrass the other day at the mall.

Screwing his secretary? He told me.

I'm trying to help John and janey

through a tough spot in their marriage

in much the same way I'm trying to help you.

Yeah, but it seemed like he didn't want to be there.

Well, he's making progress. I don't know.

You know I'm a bachelor. You're the faithful husband.

Talk to him if that's what he wants.

That's what we're about.

You're not on the outside looking in.

That's what we're here for,

to keep each other on top.

- You all right? - Yeah.

Good.

Come on, let's go get a drink.

Well, Arcotti flaked, and drew, he's just so...

He'd bore me to death. You have to let Harrison do it.

Alli, you could have gone with anybody.

What am I supposed to do all night?

I'll just use him to walk out on stage.

It cannot just be me and dad. You know that.

- Please. You've done this. - Okay, fine, but I get him after the waltz.

Fine. You can even come in my limo.

It's going to take us to mom and dad's at 5:00. I'm coming.

Very nice. You look beautiful.

No, that's great. Whatever Darren wants.

I mean, I'll meet him at McDonald's if he brings his three million.

Yeah, 2:00. I'll be there. I gotta go. Bye.

- She says she can't get a date. - You're kidding.

Mmm... you, please? I'll owe you one.

Allison, you are a vision.

No, I'm flesh and blood.

You'll have proof before the night's over.

Alli?

Excuse me, I've got to take this call.

Sorry, honey, it wasn't my hand.

- Hello? - They're coming to get you.

Who? Who's coming?

In two minutes, the police will be knocking on your door

to take you in for questioning. Some peacekeeper from downtown.

I thought you said I was tight.

An ocean of adjectives, and the word "tight" keeps flopping ashore.

I said you'd leak, and Harrison, you've sprung quite a gusher.

What are you talking about?

They found... the body... Which says...

- What? I'm losing you. - Tell the cop you're waiting for your lawyer.

Don't say a word. His name is Scofield.

He transferred from the city l... year.

I hear you're from the city.

- Yeah, you got a problem with that? - No, I grew up there.

- Oh yeah? - Yeah.

- 12th and Porter. - Get outta here!

Second and queen.

- Is this going to take long? - Well, that all depends...

On you.

So obviously,

you have the right to wait for him to show up.

But I know you people got your little dance tonight,

and you're probably pretty anxious to get out of here.

- So, Harry... - Harrison.

Harrison.

Was it Harrison at 12th and Porter?

Listen, I have a very important lunch date to make today.

I have a very simple question.

A satisfactory answer to that and we're all done.

So...

You were waiting for me at the end of your driveway there.

That was... Over an hour ago.

You still haven't asked me what this is all about.

If your visit was to be a surprise,

I suggest you learn to keep better secrets.

I'm more interested in your secrets, Harrison.

Your interest will fade fast

as soon as my attorney arrives.

Oh yeah?

Armed robbery?

First-degree murder? Physical evidence?

Your behavior is starting to look highly suspicious.

An army of lawyers couldn't dull you down, pal.

I suggest you start explaining yourself.

No house, no family.

Relatively strong.

- What do you think? - Good. Good.

Well, get in.

You don't understand.

I can't miss this lunch.

That's the problem with murder...

It tends to wreak havoc on the social schedule.

It's business. It's my business.

Just give him a call. Tell them he'll have to reschedule,

that you're being questioned for murder!

I think he'll understand.

If I miss this lunch,

I will go bankrupt and I will lose my house

and probably my wife.

Okay.

Now we're getting somewhere...

- Motive. - Oh god.

- I love this. - Yeah.

- You know, I've got to get out of here. - Listen, pal,

why don't you just cut the crap, sit down

and tell me the truth?

I'm not saying another word until my lawyer gets here.

Sit down.

Sit down.

Explain this.

Explain to me how a sticker bearing your name,

which numerous witnesses saw you wearing the day of the murder,

ended up 10 feet from the murder victim.

- I don't know. - Explain that to me

and you can go to your lunch date.

I was mad.

I lost a very important account that day,

and I threw it out the window.

Oh.

Threw it out the window?

All right. Here's a spare.

So you had it on and you're driving along.

You see you got it, you take it and...

Throw it out the window.

Or did you throw it out the window...

Like that?

This sticker ended up 50 yards from the road.

Hey, pal... Try again.

It was windy that night.

It could have blown there. I don't know!

All right, I'm going to tell you what I think. I know you needed money.

I know you hated that your father-in-law was paying your mortgage.

I think you and your drug-addict brother-in-law decided to Rob the trust.

I think you wanted to prove to your wife that she wasn't slumming

by marrying a guy from downtown.

And I know that something went wrong.

Maybe you had a fight, maybe he wanted more money,

maybe he tried to Rob you. I don't know.

But something went wrong.

Maybe you won the fight, and maybe you were just one "hello" sticker away

- from pulling it all off. - No.

No. No.

No? All right. Then what? What?

You tell me.

You've been hanging on by a thread ever since you got here.

Your pulse is racing, you're sweating.

Why don't you just tell me the truth?!

Everything points to you!

- Hello? - How are you holding up?

Not good. Where are you? I've been in here for hours.

- Just calm down. - Calm down? You're my lawyer, for chrissakes!

I'll get you out of there. Just keep your finger in the dike.

It's not that I don't love sitting in this alley

in your big, beautiful car, Davis,

but your new friend here has a train to catch.

Right.

So...

Where were we?

Waiting for my lawyer.

You're putting a lot of trust in a guy who's kept you hanging here...

For hours, pal.

Okay.

Your choice.

There's 200 grand in the bag in the locker.

- You take half. Got it? - Okay.

Do what you're told, and you'll make a lot of money.

You break from the plan or show your face around here again,

- and you won't have a cardboard box to live in. - Okay. Okay.

Extra, extra.

This is the Montgomery trust shooter?

Suspect was seen boarding a train out of town.

- Run it. Who took the picture? Who's the witness?

Better hurry up, Palmer, you don't want to be late to the ball.

32 b5, wall street station.

I understand.

Yes, it's coming in now.

I'm being selfish?

You've got a lot of nerve. Okay, your ball was perfect.

And now my date's in the slammer.

Oh. Not that that isn't sexy.

Alli?

Shut your legs.

See, as for me, I don't have any social schedule until this case is closed.

So I can sit here all night.

Mr. French? You're free to go.

What? Wait a...

- What are you talking about? - Metro got the jump on us.

Recovered part of the money, but our man hopped the train.

He could be anywhere by now.

What are you talking about?

What the hell's Metro doing messing around with our case?

Solving it, apparently.

Mr. French?

Darren Paul, please.

What do you mean, a two-week retreat? He just got back into town.

No, no, no, no, it's fine.

Congressman.

Wynn is going to bite your head off.

Well, I had trouble at work today.

Whatever you want to call it.

Maybe you should slow down a little bit.

You know...

'83...

Was a really bad year.

You couldn't trade an acre for a mule.

That market had no bottom.

- Remember? - I was in third grade.

With a little... Creative accounting,

I managed to evade uncle Sam's annual knock.

Audits?

Piece of cake.

Thanks to William J. Ashbury, Jr.

Wharton whiz kid.

He made it go away.

Excuse me, sir, you're drunk. Maybe you should quit while you're ahead.

That's what I did.

That's what I have to do...

Again...

And again.

I'm sorry, what do you mean?

Why?

You cheat on uncle Sam?

You cook the books until your ulcers bleed.

You cheat on your wife?

You screw that mistress until that is the last face

you want to see on earth.

He's like...

He's like a father who catches his kid smoking.

Damn if he doesn't make him smoke the whole pack.

What did you do that you're going to do again?

Do you see...

Why I didn't want you here?

I tried to run you off.

That just got your back up.

Come on, son.

Allison is waiting for us.

We have to pay for our sins.

All of us.

Chris paid for his.

Accidents happen. They are not sins.

Let's go, losers! We're up.

Things happen whether you want them to or not...

- Terrible, terrible things. - Okay, you know what? Stop it, both of you.

This is my night, and through it all,

you're just going to smile and nod.

See?

Smile, goddamn it.

Presenting Allison warring Henderson,

escorted by her father, congressman Douglas Fairbanks Henderson

and Harrison French.

What the hell?

My friends have a room.

Allison.

Come on, let's do something we'll both regret.

Do you love me?

How much have you had to drink?

Not nearly enough to forget what happened this morning.

Not nearly enough.

Where's mom?

She was here...

Until she decided she found me unbearable.

That's real nice.

Gentlemen.

- Have a drink. - No, thank you.

You're going to need one.

So you...

You've been to the train station lately, Sawgrass?

We work each other's setups.

It's not personal, Harrison.

What's with him?

It's Palmer's night for atonement.

It's payback.

- Isn't that your daughter? - Come on,

what can he do about her?

Enjoy the ball.

Isn't that your wife?

Yeah.

They're friends.

Right.

They're old...

Family friends.

Right.

My marriage is fine, sawgrass.

Easy, French.

Wynn's a great woman. It's her choice.

What am I saying?

It's not even a choice in her mind.

Right.

Right. Exactly.

Enjoy the ball.

We should get right back.

Yes.

Doesn't look good... This sort of thing.

The look of the thing only matters when the thing is no good.

What I have for you is worth the impropriety.

What's that?

Happiness.

Do you think I'm unhappy?

If there was one thing you could have,

you could say the word and it would be yours,

what would you ask for?

Excuse me.

Alakazam.

I would have thought you had something else in mind.

I did.

You said you would help me.

And now you're going after my wife?

You're supposed to say, "no, Harrison, of course I'm not going after your wife."

"No, Harrison, of course I'm not going after your wife."

The police received these this morning.

Chris's partner in crime... Or so they think.

These are the photos they didn't get...

The real thief placing the money in a locker.

- I didn't Rob the trust. - The police won't see it that way

- if you fail to honor your commitment. - I'll find a way.

I just want you off my back.

It doesn't work that way.

You're the prize of my collection, the cream of the crop.

What the hell are you talking about?

Embezzlers, thieves, adulterers...

I've got them all, but I never had a killer.

Not until you came along. I've got a little present for you.

Chris Henderson.

Give him to Wynn, give him to you...

I couldn't decide. Then you knocked, just in the Nick of time.

He's alive?

Holed up downtown...

Using his allowance to feed his baser instincts.

What the hell have you done?

I gave your John Doe a personality.

His rehab center runs blood tests twice a week.

It's an easy place to score DNA,

so I switched the samples on your dead body.

I just left the tattoo.

Lucky for us, chief Webb is an old friend of mine,

which grants me access to anywhere I want.

Why would you do this to me?

To my wife? Her family?

Come on, he's a prodigal son with a nickel-a-day habit.

He's the kind of son that brings shame to a family, to a community.

The kind of son we'd all be better off without.

- What are you saying? - I'm saying you're going to kill him.

You're out of your mind. I'm clean.

Oh yes?

Chris Henderson walks into town, they'll reopen the case,

- and you'll go to jail. - I'll take my chances.

At 9:00 A.M. tomorrow morning, he walks out of my house a free man.

He's dead now... It's your job to keep it that way.

What the hell is going on?

I don't know.

I was angry, I guess.

How can you...

Convince yourself

that something's impossible...

When everything around you is telling you it's true?

Just tell me.

Tell me what to do.

I want you to look me in the eye,

and tell me that you didn't kill my brother on Grey's Lane.

Tell me you didn't kill Chris.

I didn't kill Chris.

I love you so much.

- What do you want? - He just walked out.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait a minute.

Are you telling me chief Webb threw this thing in Metro's lap?

Well, I'll tell you what,

I'm going to figure this thing out, that's what.

I'm going to solve this puppy. And when I do,

I'm back downtown.

I've been out here in purgatory long enough.

Why wouldn't they reinstate?

Haven't I paid for my sins?

Listen, pal,

not a word about this to anyone, all right?

And thanks. I appreciate it. I'll get back to you.

All right?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I will, I will.

What the hell is going on here?

Hey, hop in.

Chris, get in the car.

I'll give you 20 bucks.

Let's see it.

You better not be trying to take me home.

Don't worry about it. Get in the car. Let's go.

Good afternoon.

I startled you.

You did.

I was just admiring your property.

Did you know this land was once owned by the Campbell family?

Mr. Ashbury...

I had way too much to drink last night.

I know my behavior was inappropriate.

I used to build forts up behind those trees up there.

Mr. and Mrs. Campbell's children were grown then.

They used to invite me in for dinner...

- Delicious dinners. - I think you should leave.

Your husband is a good man.

He works so hard because he loves you so much.

You're very lucky.

I just thought I...

Should drop by and tell you that.

- Why don't you come in? I made iced tea. - No, no, thank you anyway.

Not today.

I've caused some trouble here. Thank you anyway.

You're very dramatic...

But kind.

Come over for dinner this weekend.

You can't stay in that big house of yours all alone.

Harrison and I insist.

Dinner sounds nice.

Yeah, Scofield.

I need to put a name to this fax number.

Do you like your parents even?

Do you like to work?

I bet you can't keep a job.

I bet you shoot up anything you can get your hands on.

- What the hell are you talking about? - Chris...

You're not the only one with problems.

I'm talking about a solution,

for you and for me.

How much do you think you're worth?

About 26 bucks.

27, if you tip the waitress. What are you getting at?

I have a proposition for you.

- He wanted you to kill me? - Yeah.

- Why didn't you? - I just want out, Chris.

It wouldn't be the first time...

Two weeks ago, a friend of mine tried to kill me over money.

You look a lot like him.

- Who? - Your friend...

The guy that I...

The guy that I killed.

God, your sister identified his body thinking it was you.

And your parents buried him.

Were there any hot chicks at my funeral?

Lighten up.

You're no killer.

Not today.

I think we're running on fumes here.

I wish.

I've got to go drop the kids off at the pool.

Hi, honey.

I'm on my way home.

I'm not really in the mood.

Did they say why?

All right, fine, fine. I'll be there.

Surprise!

- What's all this? - Genie called and told me.

- What? - About the Rossmoor estate.

- You talked to Darren? - William ashbury.

Mr. Ashbury guaranteed the bid.

Whatever it takes, the property is yours.

He's proud of you, Harrison.

You must have had a hell of a day.

- Cheers. - Cheers!

- What are you doing here at this hour? - Harrison.

I didn't think you were here. I'm faxing the Rossmoor bid.

I want it to be the first one they take out of the tray.

- We're not making the bid. - What?

But with Mr. Ashbury, we're invincible.

The interest is murder.

Scofield.

Which is listed to?

William J. Ashbury?

Thank you.

Detective.

- I want you in my office now. - No, no, no, chief.

Close the door.

Five minutes.

You have five minutes to explain your connection to William J. Ashbury to me.

- Mrs. French, is your husband around? - Detective...

Whatever it is you think he's done, you're wrong.

It's not about what I think he's done.

I think he may be in trouble.

Come in.

The kid has balls.

The only ones at this table.

- You want some more? - Oh, thank you.

- It's your husband. - What is it?

He wants me to meet him.

I'm coming with you.

Hello?

Coming to see me?

Not you, your wife.

It's about time she saw a few pictures.

Good idea, sticking a needle in the addict's arm.

You better look in the bag first.

Chris left you a little something in his will.

I already told you money means nothing to me.

- Not the money. - Keep digging.

- Where are you? Close. Real close.

- What the hell are we doing here? - Are you ready?

Pull yourself together, get in the car and let's get back to the club.

- Are you ready? - Ready for what?

To pull that trigger!

The cash in your car... Stolen from Montgomery trust.

The gun in your hand, with your fingerprints all over it,

was used to kill the guard at the bank.

So it comes down to me or you.

All the evidence points to you, so can you do it? Can you pull that trigger?

You question my resolve?

That was it? That's your trump card?

That's what you were betting your life on?

Because if you are, you're going to lose.

Maybe not.

The prodigal son. Well done.

Put it down, ashbury!

- Harrison! - Stay in the car!

- Stay in the car! - Chris?

- Put it down. - You first, detective.

- Somebody might get hurt. - The only one that's gonna get hurt is you.

Are you going to hurt me?

He's not going to save you, boys. He's gun-shy.

That's what happens when you shoot an innocent man

for pulling his wallet in a seven-eleven.

The father of three, am I correct?

You don't have a family, ashbury, and you're far from innocent.

That depends on how you look at it, Harrison.

Can you make others see what you see? I can.

The way I see it...

The cop's gotta go.

My mother called. She wants us to come over for dinner tonight.

Can you make it early? I'm getting the group together for drinks tonight.

I thought maybe we'd stay in and watch a movie.

It's Tuesday night, honey.

No exceptions.

What is it about these Tuesday nights?

Each of these guys at some point

have made regretful mistakes.

With a little help, they're trying to make up for it.

Like a community service?

Well, sort of.