Original subtitles

[Nora] A 15-year-old girl found dead in a river.

An overdose from 2012.

Do you remember that?

- No. - It's both our names on it.

I just thought you should know, Ed.

Jay Easton killed my friend.

No, he didn't.

You were there. Do you not remember?

Do you not remember what happened?

I have taken things, um, photos and, uh, um,

files from his computer, things I can use against him.

- You have them here? - Yes, on my laptop.

♪

Did this happen to you?

I could have used your help,

and then you pulled your gun on your ex-boyfriend.

So now we're one conversation

between Marshall and Ed away from you losing your job.

♪

[Hal gasping and grunting]

[Catherine] You think you don't deserve to die?

- [Hal groaning] - [Catherine screaming]

[Catherine] What's the punishment for people

who know what's happening and do nothing?

Call came from outside the house of Michelle Drummings.

She's deceased, and her son is registered

as needing a nurse, a full-time nurse.

Go, right now.

- He's alive! - Hands up!

Do you wanna tell him?

[Marshall] Before I met you, you were pregnant

and your dad kicked you out?

I didn't know all the stuff that happened to you as a kid.

[Alice] Do you know if you had a safe surrender box

- back in 2012? - Uh, yeah.

Uh, for newborns, yeah, we still do.

Alice, where are you going?

Coffee run.

[♪ eerie music playing]

[♪ fast, uneasy music playing]

[door buzzes, clicks]

[♪ fast, uneasy music continues playing]

Gracie, honey?

Oh! Okay.

Okay.

Alright, here you go.

- [groaning softly] - You know what this is?

- Mm. - Depersonalization.

- Derealization. - [mouthing silently]

You know what to do, right?

- You've gotta bring yourself back. - [breathing deeply]

Breathe. Go ahead, breathe.

- [inhales sharply] - You're safe.

- [exhales slowly] - Right?

And you're in the present moment.

You feel that? It's you, it's your body.

Yeah?

Think about the soles of your stanky feet

on the ground. [chuckles]

Breathe.

You okay, honey?

[whispering] Yeah.

[chuckles softly]

It's been two years. I gave up on you.

You didn't wanna call me once?

Huh? Let me know you were okay?

I wasn't okay.

[sighs]

You knew what you gotta do. You gotta do the work.

Right? You were doing so well.

You were helping so many people.

Can I stay here for a day? I just-- I think I need to rest.

Look at me.

You got your picture on the news. What's going on?

Are you gonna tell anyone I'm here?

[scoffs] You think I'm gonna call the cops?

On you?

Please, I wouldn't call them if Satan himself

was in my kitchen making a sandwich.

Look at me. I gotta know

what I am getting myself into.

[♪ suspenseful music playing]

[whispering] They're gonna get me soon.

Who is gonna get you?

Will you do something? Will you find Elena?

No, honey, Elena is fine.

- Elena is with a family. - No. No.

- Yes. - She's back with him.

She...

Oh, Lord.

If they get me, will you find her

and get her out of there?

Who? Who is "they"?

- I don't know who you're talk-- - [buzzer ringing]

Oh, fuck. Okay.

Uh, alright.

Honey, I can't leave you alone in here, okay?

So you come with me, come on. I got your bag.

Come on. Put your mask on.

- Okay? Can you get up? - [Catherine sighs]

Come on.

Honey, I've gotta go answer the door.

♪

[buzzer ringing]

[Jean] Here I come! Just a minute.

[Catherine panting]

[Catherine breathing heavily]

[door beeps, clicks]

[pack crinkling]

Hey, do you know what day it is?

No.

[sighs] I'll just--

I guess I'll just make one up. [chuckles]

You're in the wrong place.

This place is for sex workers in crisis.

Why don't you mind your own fuckin' business?

'Cause you don't know me and you don't know my life.

[Alice sighs]

I do online stuff.

My boyfriend found out and I need a place to stay.

[Alice sighs]

[Jean] Gracie. Hey, come on.

I found you a bed. Did you finish the form?

- Yeah, thanks. - Uh-huh.

Come on.

Hey, um, where's the bathroom?

[Jean] The bathroom? Come here.

[♪ suspenseful music playing]

[sighs]

[phone buzzing]

Hey, did you find out about the bracelet?

Yes, yes, but she's here.

Catherine Grace.

♪

[Nora] You have eyes on the subject?

Yes, I came in and I saw her.

She was checking into the shelter.

Did you identify yourself as an agent?

No, I-- I just pretended I was checking in, too.

Okay. Okay.

- Where are you right now? - I'm in the bathroom.

The woman who runs the shelter called her Grace.

I think they know each other.

- You have your gun? - Yes.

I'm-- I'm okay. What do you want me to do?

I want you to handle this carefully.

Maybe we can turn her, bring Catherine in and get her

- to testify against Jay Easton. - Yeah.

Talk to her. Build a rapport.

- Build trust. - I can do that.

I can build trust.

But listen to me. You're gonna keep it to small talk.

Her favorite color, the weather, if she has a fucking cat.

Nothing that would require you to Mirandize her,

nothing that could be called entrapment, nothing related to the crimes.

- [banging on door] - [woman] Hello! Can you hurry up?

I can't build trust if I have to talk about the fucking weather.

- Weather and cats. - Cats?

"Do you like rain? Do you like cats? Do you like rainy cats?"

You do that until you think it's time and she can handle it.

Then, you identify yourself as an agent

and give her the hard sell on talking to us about Jay Easton, okay?

Okay. Great.

If we play our cards right, we can get them both.

But once we arrest her and the lights are on her

and Ed George is watching, you know she's not gonna say a word.

How much time do I have?

- Uh, you have until I tell Ed. - Are you going right now?

Of course I am. He's my supervisor.

But I'm gonna tell him in person,

and you won't believe how long it can take me to get up

to the 32nd floor.

- Maybe an hour? - Uh, an hour.

- [knocking] - I'm in here.

I'll get an SO team diverted to the building.

They'll cover the exits.

I'll text you updates, pretending to be someone else.

Okay.

- Be my sister. - Good.

So, if I tell you our mom is in the hospital,

then time is up and you get the fuck out.

Do you understand? She's dangerous.

They just found Hal Hartford's body and he'd been tortured.

- [knocking] - [Jean] What's up in there?

- Are you on the phone? - Uh, I-I'm coming.

I got you, okay? I got you.

[exhales sharply] Okay.

- [sighs] - [Jean] I got you a room.

[sighs]

[♪ tense music playing]

[buttons clicking]

[Nora] Hey, I need an SO team to cover all exits

at a shelter downtown. Hold for the address.

[agent 1] [on radio] We're rolling eastbound. Moving out.

[agent 2] [on radio] We're in position, southbound.

[agent 3] [on radio] Unit 5, we're on the west corner.

[agent 4] [on radio] All units are in place.

Okay. Okay, keep me updated.

If anyone from Ed George's office calls,

can you tell them I'm on my way up to see him

to give him an update?

How long is it gonna take you?

Well, you know, it's a big building,

and I've got these little tiny legs.

If you decide to answer questions now without an attorney present--

I don't need an attorney.

I did it. I killed that man.

And I loved it.

See my eyes?

They're the eyes of a killer.

Sir, we do need to read you your rights.

- What's taking so long? - I'm going at regular speed.

That's what your mom said last night.

If you decide to answer questions now

- without an attorney present... - Faster.

- Faster. - ...you have the right to stop answering

- at any time. - [moaning] Yes!

Does everything in this room belong to you?

What about that laptop?

[chair clicking, creaking]

Hm?

What laptop?

Alright.

- Can we get a tech in here? - Alright. Okay.

How did you move your wheelchair with the handcuffs on?

Magic.

Does the wheelchair have a manual mode?

Yeah, it's on the side.

- Over here? - Yes.

Stop moving-- stop moving your chair.

Okay.

Uh...

Sir, there are two buttons down here.

- I know. - Which button are you talking about?

- I don't know. - Ow.

Danny!

[indistinct chatter]

Hey, Marty.

What, you brought your whole family to this shit show?

[siren chirping]

What is this fucking clusterfuck?

I got three dead bodies, nobody will tell me anything.

Well, it's the feds. You know, maybe they'll talk to you

when they have four bodies.

Oh yeah? Yeah? Well, then maybe I'll just kill you.

Look, I don't like to be out of the loop, you know?

Because the loop is my happy place.

Marshall's on this with you, right?

Just to be clear, I haven't spoken to him all day.

Yeah, because the dumbass got pulled over drunk last night.

He talked his way out of it, of course.

He said he was coming back from Alice's.

Which is, I mean-- I mean, that's a fucking clusterfuck right there.

Look.

I need updates.

I need an arrest. Right?

Don't let them walk all over us, Danny, okay?

I'm tired of being the mistress here. I wanna be the wife.

I think of you as my wife, Marty.

Thank you. That's all I ask.

Especially when we're fighting about nothin'.

Right, right.

Fucking prick.

- [Danny clearing throat] - Okay, uh, rules.

You get a meal and a shower,

but only if you go to Bible study afterwards.

I do not want to hear about it. It is mandatory.

You will thank me when you accept Christ's love

and get into the kingdom of heaven.

Just kidding. [laughing]

Sorta.

No visitors. Alright?

No coming in and out without talking to me.

If you leave, you don't come back.

And, uh, this is Grace.

We're full up, you're sharing.

Hey.

Hey.

- Excuse me. - Sure. Yep.

[Jean] Go on in, honey.

[♪ "Down" by 311 playing]

♪ Displayed a kiss that made your day? ♪

♪ Or, say, play a track from your record collection ♪

♪ It's your mix, congratulations ♪

♪ We changed a lot and then some, some ♪

♪ Know that we have always been down, down ♪

♪ If I ever didn't thank you, you ♪

♪ Then just let me do it now ♪

♪ Come back in ♪

♪ I bet you light up when we start the show ♪

♪ Follow me now, very closely because I told you so ♪

♪ You know we glow because we throw sun rays ♪

♪ Yeah, we be freaky and we wanna stay, uh ♪

♪ We changed a lot and then some, some ♪

[engine starting]

[elevator bell dings]

[♪ curious music playing]

Ralph.

I've been meaning to ask you about your mom.

- My dad. - Your dad.

Did he pull through?

- No. - That's...

Well, I thought he would. [chuckles]

Do you wanna talk about it?

You're always so busy.

Not today.

We're gonna be in here for a while.

[phone dinging, vibrating]

I need Nora Washington to come and give me an update ASAP.

Someone in C20 said she's headed up to see you.

When did she leave?

What do you mean? I don't know.

[line ringing]

Hey, Marshall, it's Danny. Where the fuck are you?

Okay, I've uncuffed you so we can get your fingerprints.

Are you going to move your chair again?

I don't know.

- Am I? - Are you?

There's a lot going on up here, alright? I need you to come into work.

This is not optional.

We need your fingerprints.

Oh, I'll just reach out my hands,

you able-bodied cop fuck.

- Alright, let's be nice, alright? - Oh, my God.

I-- I'm not a cop, I'm an FBI special agent.

What's that?

I didn't hear you over my ventilator.

Did you just say, "all cops are bastards"?

- Goddamn it! - Hey, hey.

Both of you, just do fucking hard prints.

Alright, you got any ink?

- Ink? - Yeah, ink.

Uh, I don't even know where that is anymore.

Just fucking break a pen in half or something, you know?

Yes, sir.

- Fuck. - Yeah. Fuck the police.

- Alden, get back here. - Fuck the police.

- Fuck you, too. - Alden.

- Fuck the police. Watch out. - Choi, go get him.

Fuck the police.

- [Frank] You come back here! - [Alden] Fuck you.

- [Frank] Alden, come back here right now! - [Alden] Fuck... the... police.

[♪ tense music playing]

Hey.

Hey.

You okay?

You were talking in-- in your sleep.

[Catherine sighs]

I thought maybe you were having a bad dream.

I need some air.

Oh, yeah. I feel like I'm in a fuckin' jail cell.

Is it cool if I come?

[♪ tense music playing]

What kind of stuff do you do, online?

It's rough. I get hurt a little.

You like it?

Sometimes.

What did your boyfriend do when he found out?

He fuckin' lost it.

Seriously, I thought he was gonna kill me.

- Kill you? - Yeah.

I really thought I was gonna die.

Like, h-he always pulled me out of the shower to hit me.

But he usually hit me till I passed out, and...

this time, I wasn't passed out, he just left the room.

So I was lying there, and I couldn't hear him anymore.

And I was like, "Oh, he went to go get his gun to kill me.

I'm gonna die now."

And you know what I was thinking?

"Shit.

I didn't rinse the shampoo out of my hair."

[laughing]

[chuckles]

So, what?

It's still in your hair?

- [Catherine chuckles] - Probably.

[Catherine continues chuckling]

I don't know. I'm a fuckin' mess.

I basically have a panic attack whenever I get near a shower.

I didn't even know what day it was back there.

Hey, what was I talking about in my sleep?

Oh, you were, um...

you were saying the name Isabel?

Yeah?

What did I say?

[clicking tongue] Just her name.

It's cold weather today.

[inhales sharply] Man.

Oh, you okay?

Oh. Sorry.

[Catherine chuckles]

- Okay. - [both laughing]

- You're funny. - [Catherine continues laughing]

You're funny.

You know what?

- I like this place. - Mm.

And I like Jean.

You know she competes at the New York State Fair.

For real.

She cans.

I was like, "Jean, what do you can?"

She was like, "You name it, I'll fucking can it."

[both laughing]

It's a good place. It can help you.

She helped you?

Yeah.

Hm. Met her when I was 16.

I used to work here.

She saved my life.

I wanna share something with you.

[Jean] Yo, ladies!

Food. Showers. The Holy Ghost.

Come on! [clapping] Let's go.

- [people chattering] - [bags crinkling]

- Here you go. Yep. - Oh, thanks.

This one's for you.

Oh, thanks.

Here. Chips.

Why do you keep looking at the clock?

I just got lost in Jesus' six-pack for a second.

[both laughing]

[Jean] Okay, ladies, you got ten minutes to eat.

And guess what is for dessert?

That's right. A shower.

Yep, everyone showers.

No rolling of the eyes.

Everyone showers, ladies, everyone.

[chatter continues]

[Alden] Don't you wanna know how I killed him?

Yeah, sure. Just, um, let me get a pen.

- [pen clicking] - Okay, so...

I held the syringe like this.

No, like this.

And he fell on it.

Ah.

He-- he fell on it.

Let me make sure I got that.

He fell on it.

I can leave.

My son's needed 24-hour care for most of his life.

So I'm not intimidated by your bullshit.

Oh.

What happened?

Did his body stop working...

right when he saw your face?

[chuckles]

Alright, tell me about Vanessa.

She liked romantic comedies.

Her favorite beverage is espresso martini.

[Danny] Fucking hell.

See you on the golf course, Brian.

Yeah.

[Ed] Anyone seen Nora?

- [Ed] Where the hell's Nora? - You're tying your shoes, huh?

[whispering] What did you get off that laptop?

You know, they're still working on it,

but they're slow as hell.

The tech guys are just...

What are you doing?

What, did you not want me to crouch down with you?

[scoffs]

- Nora! - I forgot my phone.

[♪ soft, chaotic music playing]

[panting] Oh, my God.

I didn't think this one through. Okay.

[Shirley] Ed?

Hey, Ed?

Ed!

♪

Where you been, Ed? I got news for you.

Cut this shit, Nora, and tell me what's happening right now.

[water rushing, cheerful chatter]

You don't wanna get the shampoo out of your hair?

[chuckles]

Yeah, um... [clicking tongue]

[Catherine] After I got out the first time,

I took so many showers.

Like three showers a day.

[chuckles]

- W-Was that here? - Yeah, here.

And then a few years later, there was this, like,

fucking amazing six months when I had my own place.

Really?

[Catherine] It was so small. So, so small.

But I just couldn't believe it was mine, you know?

I kept walking in and out of the door,

like, this is my fucking door.

I come in when I want, I leave when I want,

and then I locked myself out.

[both laughing]

[Alice] So, what happened?

You know...

I couldn't keep a job.

And I was trying to take care of my friend's kid.

Isabel's kid?

What?

Your friend Isabel.

You were talking about her before.

You don't have to shower.

You can just get your hair wet.

Jean won't even know.

Okay.

That's a big breakthrough. Wow.

[Nora] I thought you'd be more excited.

We think the subject could name Jay Easton

as someone who bought sex from her when she was a teenager.

You know, Jay Easton has come in and out of our view

a couple times over the years,

but we've never had enough to prove anything.

As you taught me, intel is intel until you get a fact.

Is the testimony of a serial killer a fact?

We also recovered a laptop.

Did you know about this?

A laptop that we think belonged to Hal Hartford,

Jay Easton's lawyer.

So, who knows what's on there?

[♪ eerie music playing]

- Yeah, yeah, I'm comin'! - Come on!

[laughter]

[water rushing]

Yo.

Who's that you're with?

- What do you mean? - That lady.

I saw her a couple days ago up at the Point asking questions.

She's a Fed, right?

You talking to them?

[♪ tense music playing]

I'm sorry it took me so long to get up here.

I had to divert an SO team to the building.

They've got eyes on my agent and the subject.

Everyone's safe and in pocket.

So, I guess now you're updated.

Do I have your permission to make the arrest?

It'll be my operation, I'll be running it.

So your agent went alone? Didn't run it by you?

Yeah, I'm gonna have to slap her on the titty for that.

But it's nothing she can't survive.

I'm not comfortable with you speaking in that way.

"Slap her on the titty"? I'm sorry.

I've got a real problem making off-color jokes.

I remember when you used to call me "Doh."

DH-- diversity hire.

I always thought that was funny.

When I walked in a room and everyone went, "Doh, doh, doh,"

I fucking loved that.

My point is, she messed up

but it's not a fireable offense.

I didn't know the difference when I was her age.

I thought I had to do whatever you said.

And when you let that Jane Doe go to PD--

- I don't wanna have this conversation-- - Oh, boy, do I know you don't.

But I was a baby cub back then

and I didn't know how to play.

Now, I've got fur on my neck.

Now I'm a fucking lioness.

So, we're gonna have this conversation, Ed.

You told me to close the Jane Doe.

So, okay, I figured it makes sense.

You didn't want a dead teenage prostitute with no face.

I mean, maybe if she had a face, right?

But no face? No, thank you.

And you had this big success behind you.

That case?

You found that terrorist money hidden in US banks.

Ooh, organized crime.

Ooh, you brought in good press

and they mistook your smugness

for competence, and you were golden.

They were only gonna put you in charge of C20 for a year.

They were testing you out.

They wanted you to go on to bigger things.

Not dead teenagers forced to have sex for money.

- And I knew that. - Are you almost done?

I'm really not. I wish I had different news for you.

What I'm trying to say is that I knew

you weren't going to stick around the basement long.

So, I knew there'd be a job opening, and I wanted it.

Fuck, I wanted it. I wanted to be in charge.

So, I-- I let it go.

I closed the case, and you made sure

they closed the Candlelight Lounge.

There was never a quid pro quo.

Of course, there wasn't.

But what I couldn't figure out,

the question that rattled around in my brain for years,

was why you knew about the Jane Doe before I did.

- What? - When I called you about the Jane Doe

and you said someone had told you already.

But I asked everyone, I mean...

everyone.

And they said no one had called you.

So, how did you know?

What I like to do,

what the FBI taught me to do is...

lay it all out...

over and over again

until I see the only thing that makes sense.

And know what I finally realized last night

in the middle of the fucking night?

Jay Easton was your source

on that big banking case

that made you a star.

And so, when he called you that night

and said he had a problem with a dead girl,

you made it go away.

That is deeply insulting and patently untrue.

That's what happened, Ed.

She didn't have a face,

but the dead always speak.

They make a noise like feathers.

And I own you now.

Doh, doh, doh.

So, I'm gonna go ahead and run this exactly how I want to.

It's in motion.

You can't stop it.

Hey, do you know where the evidence they just collected

from the Hal Hartford homicide went?

[agent] Yeah, they're working on the laptop down on the tech floor.

- Hold on, I'll check on their progress. - [line disconnects]

[softly] Fuck.

[♪ tense music playing]

[phone buzzing]

[Jean] [clapping] Okay. Bible study, everyone.

Let's go. You've cleaned your bodies.

Now, let's clean our souls.

Tasha, I know yours is already clean, and, yes, there's lemonade.

There's always lemonade.

Hey, let's go.

- I'll be there in one second. - Come on, ladies.

Walk with a purpose. Quick like bunnies.

- You waited for me? - Yeah.

Do we really have to go to Bible study?

[clicking tongue] I'm gonna go back to the room.

Okay.

Yeah, I-I'll go with you.

[phone buzzing]

- Someone's calling you. - It's probably my sister.

- I told her I was coming here. - [phone stops buzzing]

- [phone resumes buzzing] - Wow.

Man, so annoying.

[Catherine] Actually...

I'm gonna take off.

Give me my fucking coat.

I think you know who I am.

I just wanna talk.

That's all they can give.

You're smart.

I don't fucking care.

I've been told I'm never gonna find someone.

It's nice.

She put-- she put notes in it.

Like she was my mom putting notes in my lunchbox.

Like, um, like, "Have a good day, honey."

[laughing]

If I had evidence against Jay Easton...

hard evidence...

videos of girls...

copies of what's on his computer.

You have that?

Yeah.

[♪ tense music continues playing]

[groans]

[stifled screaming]

- [Marshall grunting] - [Alice screaming]

♪ I can't find my way ♪

♪ I can't find my, I can't find my ♪

♪ I can't find my way ♪

♪ I can't find my, I can't find my way ♪

♪