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- Previously on "Tommy..."
- I am Abigail Thomas,

- usually just "Tommy."
- Attention!

Okay, guys, we're not gonna do that

all the time, or you're all
gonna need knee replacements.

Are you the new security detail?

- Abnar Diaz. Who are you?
- Ken Rosey.

I'm the speechwriter.

I will call my daughter.

She is a school psychologist, married.

My marriage is falling apart.

I want you to come stay with us.

I launched an investigation
into a friend of the mayor's.

- LAPD!
- Turn around!

Put your hands behind your back.

I'm trying to figure out
this Arturo Lopez situation.

If you hear things from reporters,

- would you mind sharing?
- Sure.

Arturo Lopez just got shanked

in county jail. He's dead.

A lot of people must be relieved;

Arturo knew where a ton
of bodies were buried.

Sasha.

You look beautiful.
Buddy, it's been too long.

- Where's Roni?
- My lovely wife has a migraine.

She sends her best.
Alex, congratulations.

Ah, yes. "Lifetime Achievement."

What kind of an award is that?
What does it say?

"Please die"?

It says you've done great things.

Come on. Go get some champagne.

Nobody drinks in L.A. anymore.

Hey, you.

Mr. Mayor.

If you're here,
I'm guessing that Tommy is not.

Surprised? Tommy's the
shiny new thing in town,

which means stacks of invites.

She wants to represent, but
doesn't think she has the time.

So here you are.

Here I am. Fourth party of the night.

I should be paid by the mile.

Mr. Mayor, time for a quick question?

- Uh, sure.
- Great.

Bus bench litigator
Arturo Lopez was controversial

even before his predilection for
preteen women came to light.

Now L.A. is buzzing
about his mysterious murder

in jail last week.

He was a major donor for your

political campaigns.
Any comment on his death?

Shouldn't you be asking someone
who she's wearing?

Are you refusing to comment?

- No, I'm...
- Marisa, a sheriff's investigation

is currently underway,
so the mayor can't comment,

as you know. Bye.

I also do weddings and bar mitzvahs.

Are you around this week?

In my office, where I always am.

I might call you. I have a thing,

maybe you can help with it.

- Maybe I can.
- Yeah.

Of course, Mr. Shaw, no problem.

L.A.'s making you soft, yo.

Is this how they jog in Hicksville?

Don't make me hit you,
Diaz. I'm too tired.

I still don't get it.

The department's making you
certify that you're a cop?

"An officer candidate," me,

"must fulfill all department
requirements for active duty,

uh, entrance exams, including
a physical, marksmanship,

polygraph."

They tell you that
before you get the job?

Oh, no, darling, after,

way after.

All right, got to stop.

I got to take a break.

I got to say, most cops your age...

would go into cardiac arrest
just looking at that hill.

You got to stop with the age stuff, Diaz.

You're doing great.

- Thanks.
- Mayor wants to see you.

- Race you to the car.
- Yeah.

I'm gonna catch a cab.

Oh, boy.

Sorry for the early
morning beck and call thing.

No paper cups anymore.

It's full-on Downton Abbey.

We have these metal K-cups at
my daughter's house, reusable.

Green is good. Sit.

Mm.

- Alexander Shaw, do you know who he is?
- No.

He's a movie producer.
He made Shakespeare's Ghost.

The Red Legion?

I must've missed those.
I don't get out much.

Okay. Uh, Shaw is also a friend.

Last night, he was attacked in his home.

He is on life support at Cedars.

I was at a party at his house

just a few hours before it happened.

I haven't seen the overnight reports yet,

but I'm sure a full
investigation is underway.

I would appreciate it
if you would go by the house

and talk to his wife.

Well, I'm sure the detectives
will talk to her.

Not so much talk as reassure.

Let her know that you are gonna
keep an eye on things.

I don't like to bigfoot my officers.

Tommy,

L.A. is a people town.

Can you have a town without people?

What I mean is,
relationships are important,

particularly with
the film industry that employs

600,000 people and contributes
$150 billion to our economy.

Do I need to show you
the sign on the hillside

with the big white letters?

You know, the one that's
on all the postcards?

Okay. I'll talk to her.

Chief.

Adele Keaton. Plymouth Division.

Detective. Thanks for letting us come by.

- Diaz. He's with my detail.
- Hey.

So we're gonna do our best
not to get in your way.

The victim was found in his study.

- I guess you want to see it?
- Sure.

The wife came in about 5:00 a.m.

and found Shaw unconscious
on the floor, bleeding.

He'd been hit on the head
with a heavy object,

the Admiral Award.

Brandenburg Film Festival.
It's the grand prize.

- Any sign of a forced entry, robbery?
- Nothing.

Shaw's body on the floor, the
award next to him, that's it.

Hopefully, we get a good print.

Chief Thomas?

I'm Gemma, Sasha's assistant.
She can see you now.

Oh, well, all right, lead the way.

Thank you for coming, Chief Thomas.

I appreciate it.

Yeah, I just wanted to reassure you

that, um, we're doing everything we can.

You're in excellent hands
with Detective Keaton here.

Would anyone like some
coffee, water, LaCroix?

- I'm good, thank you.
- I'd have a LaCroix.

He's good. Thanks.

It was almost dawn before

everyone who was at the party left,

and then I went to look for Alex

in his study. With projects

filming on three different continents,

he's on conference calls at all hours.

So, um, that's when I went in...

I'm so... I'm sorry.

I am sure he's getting
the best possible care.

How does this even happen?

I mean, what kind of person

comes into our home and does this?

Rest assured, we will find out.

Uh, one question. I noticed that

you have security cameras
inside your house,

but there are none
in your husband's study

or in the hallway leading to it.
W-Why is that?

We have to deal with the press
and the paparazzi a lot.

Alex has always cherished his privacy.

I wanted security.

We compromised.

Got it. Thank you.

The guest list has about 300 people

in and out of here last night,

plus caterers, plus valet,
plus who knows.

Any idea who saw him last?

A waiter? Paul McCartney?

Could've been anybody. I mean, anybody.

My team's setting up interviews.

Meanwhile, I got to follow up
with the caterer

and my partner's out with a torn ACL.

Do you want some help?

Diaz here claims he
used to be a detective.

- Claims?
- I-I have my doubts.

Thanks. I could use the help.

Anything else, uh, just let me know.

Do me a favor, keep an eye on the wife.

What're you doing here?

- The news about Shaw just broke.
- And?

See for yourself.

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www.addic7ed.com

This Shaw thing is already a mess.

Couple of superhero-type
actors were at the party.

Keaton asked them to
come in for interviews,

but their manager is saying they can't

because they have to fly to
Mexico City for a premiere.

All right, well, you can tell
Batman and Jabba the Hutt

that, uh, we can have arrest warrants

waiting for them at the airport.

They're grounded until they talk to us.

You know Jabba the Hutt's
not a superhero, right?

Yeah, don't care.

Morning, Chief. How was your run?

Ah, it was more of an optimistic jog.

Your breakfast called
to say he'd be late.

Sheriff's office wants to talk to you

about the Lopez investigation,
and you have range time at 1:00.

Also, Ken is in your office.

Okay.

Pop quiz, hotshot.
You got a bomb on a bus.

Recertification?

Yeah, Ken's helping me prepare. Go ahead.

Okay, motor vehicle regulations.

How many cars are allowed
to turn left on a yellow light?

Based on what I've seen here, ten.

I just got word Alexander Shaw

died at Cedars ten minutes ago.

Well, that's gonna jack things up.

All right, make sure Keaton
and her team know.

Do you think you can get them to hold off

on releasing that information?

At least till the first round
of interviews is done?

I'll see what I can do,

but somebody's probably

selling a picture of his corpse
to TMZ right now.

Hey, Chief.

Hey. Everybody, this is my

former husband, Michael Welch.

Michael, uh, this is Donn Cooper,

- Chief of staff.
- Good to meet you.

Blake Sullivan,
our communications director.

- Hello.
- Hi.

And, uh, Ken Rosey.

He is policy and speeches.

Um, I just have to say, I'm a, I'm, like,

a huge fan of Zombie Shift.

Well, thank you.

- Zombie Shift?
- It's a streaming show.

He's a cop, but he's also a zombie.

It's really smart. It's like a metaphor

for rejuvenation and second chances.

That's what we tell ourselves
while we're eating the brains.

Nice to meet you.

Okay.

Sorry, but do you mind saying it?

"You have the right to remain...

dead."

That was so cool.

I know it's late for breakfast,
but we can have an early lunch.

I can give you, like,
ten minutes, maybe 15.

And that would be
our relationship in a nutshell.

More.

More, that's right.

That's right. Thanks.

Mmm. New York can have
its bagels and slices.

Give me fresh-cut fruit with chili powder

and a whisper of lime juice.

Can't beat L.A.

How is it living at Kate's?

Didn't expect that.

You know, we're getting along, mostly.

Mm-hmm.

Every once in a while,
she'll stop to remind me

of all the mistakes I've made,
but other than that...

Things aren't great with her and Henry.

She talk to you about that?

No, we talk, but not
about stuff like that.

- Hmm.
- How bad is it?

He's living in the guest house.

Not good.

And she thinks you living
there would help fix things?

She did invite me.

What can I do to help?

Well, we are all having dinner
tonight... why don't you come by?

You can take the temperature,
let me know what you think.

- Sure.
- All right.

Mike.

Hey, how are you?

Kiley Mills, brilliant sports agent.

This is my former soul
mate, Abigail Thomas.

- Right.
- Feminist savior of the LAPD.

Is it Abigail? Abby?

- Uh, Tommy. Good to meet you.
- You, too.

You like, uh, L.A. baseball?

I think I'd better learn.

It's kind of a religion
to a lot of my guys.

Well, if you ever want
to sit behind the dugout,

- just give me a call.
- Might be an ethics thing.

I'm sort of held to a higher standard.

Aren't we all?

Uh, I'm off.

Seriously?

- That was just a chance meeting?
- No comment.

Babe, that was just the first.

There's gonna be more.

You're famous now.

I had 35 servers work the Shaw party,

but it's like herding cats.

Everyone's a diva. Too
stressed about callbacks

to carry a tray.

The robot future
can't come fast enough for me.

We just need names and addresses.

I'm not gonna promise
everyone's completely honest

about their information.

You notice any unusual behavior?
Anybody nervous? Uncomfortable?

Nah. Couple of them brought headshots

to stick under Shaw's nose,
but I put the kibosh on that.

Huh.

Somebody didn't finish their shift.

Maybe they forgot to sign out?

Doubt it. If you don't
clock out, you don't get paid.

It's weird, because
she asked for the shift.

You got a name?

Tara Owens?

Uh-huh.

I'm Detective Keaton

with the LAPD. This is Detective Diaz.

Mind if we come in?

♪ Taking aim at the shooting range ♪

♪ But I hope your barrel's straight ♪

♪ Take you and deceive you

♪ Yeah, they'll smile
right to your face... ♪

Oh. Hey.

Did you know that after 30 years,

Egyptian pharaohs
had to prove their vigor

by publicly running around a track?

Oh, I got vigor. Them pharaohs
ain't got nothing on me.

What happened if they couldn't?

Blood sacrifice.

Ah. The more things change...

You know you got this, right?

It's not like they're not
gonna let you be chief.

♪ Try not to kill her... ♪

Why don't I come by
and help another time?

You seem to be enjoying yourself.

♪ There's no leaving Silvertown now... ♪

Hey, Diaz, what's up?

Caterer gave us the name of the server

who left Shaw's party early.

- Tara Owens.
- Yeah? You talk to her?

- Yeah.
- And?

I know it usually
doesn't happen like this,

but... she confessed.

This is Detective Adele Keaton,
Plymouth Division, LAPD.

I'm interviewing Tara Owens.

It's 3:15 p.m.

Tara.

Can you repeat for me what
you told me at your apartment?

About your encounter with
Alexander Shaw last night?

My boss asked me to take
a Scotch to the host.

He was in his office, study, whatever.

Mm-hmm.

When I went in,

he was at his desk working, I guess.

He said hello.

Asked if I was having any fun.

I did what you do; I smiled and nodded,

put the drink down.

That's when he came at me. I fought back.

- What exactly did he do?
- He put his hand on my ass.

He tried to kiss me.

Can you tell me what happened next?

Tara?

Keaton keeps asking questions,
but that's all she says.

Does she know Shaw's dead?

- No.
- Why no lawyer?

- She waived her right to one.
- Am I gonna be the one to say it?

I've had worse than that done to me

at a Coldplay concert.
And I didn't kill the guy.

You're saying there's an
acceptable level of sexual assault?

I'm saying that a hand

- on the ass is not a capital crime.
- If it is,

I got a bunch of Dominican
uncles gonna be in the ground.

She's a waitress.
He's an incredibly powerful guy.

Do you really think that was gonna stop

with a hand on the ass?

What do you know about it?

When was the last time
somebody put a hand on your ass?

Okay. I'm just saying,

she was defending herself.

Hello, Mr. Mayor.

I hear you have a suspect in custody.

Um, yes, a-a, uh, young woman
from the waitstaff

- has confessed.
- What's she saying?

That Shaw tried to touch her,
uh, inappropriately.

Is she alleging some kind of assault?

Something like that.

Um, Tommy, I think that you know

that a charge like this can
shred a person's reputation,

and Alexander Shaw isn't around
to defend himself anymore.

Can you lock this down?

Yeah, as soon as we understand
what happened.

Let me know when you do. Thank you.

I'm gonna go talk to her.

Ah, you sure about that?

Y-You jump into this, and suddenly,

people start digging through
your personal matters.

I broke a guy's nose
'cause he tried to rape me.

It was ten years ago,
and it's public knowledge.

And there'll be headlines
again if you get into this.

I'm already in it.

And if I'm gonna be scrutinized,

I might as well get some answers.

Forensics came back.

Tara Owens' fingerprints
were on the award.

Well, that's not exactly surprising.

She still doesn't know he's dead;

I'd like to keep it that way.

Chief, you can do whatever you want.

That's right, I can.

Speak your piece.

If you're here 'cause you think
I'm not doing the job,

- I'd like to know.
- No.

This is not about a lack
of faith in your abilities.

It's about clarity.

I need to look her in the eye.
That's all.

Hi, Tara. My name is Tommy.

I'm the new chief of police.

Uh, new to L.A.

Still trying to figure out how
to go east from Santa Monica

- after 4:00.
- You just don't.

Now, I know you've already
gone through this,

but while it's still fresh in your mind,

why don't you walk me through
what happened

at Mr. Shaw's party.

It doesn't matter.

- Do you want to go to prison?
- No.

Well, then it does matter.

I took him a drink,
he came at me, I fought back.

Was it violent?
Because you say you fought back.

Hitting him with that award,
that was, you know,

a big response.

People are gonna question
whether it was warranted.

We fought. That's all I'm saying.

Why? What's he saying happened?

He's dead.

There's physical evidence
tying you to the crime,

and you confessed.

So, what happens next
is entirely up to you.

You can explain it a little more,

or you can leave things as they are.

Anything to say?

I'm glad he's dead.

And I want a lawyer.

I know. You didn't want
to tell her Shaw's dead,

but I needed to see her reaction.

I hope it was worth it.

We're not gonna get anything
more out of her now.

Well, what did you see when she heard?

- She did look surprised.
- Yeah.

I don't think that's somebody
who went in there to kill him.

Look, Chief.
She said she wanted him dead.

No. She said she's glad
he's dead. There's a difference.

Looking at this objectively,
her story's shaky.

No witnesses, no sign of struggle.

No cameras, which suggests
things went on in there

that Shaw didn't want recorded.

And so I have agreed to act

as counsel for Tara Owens.

Let me be clear.

Alexander Shaw attacked my client.

As they struggled, Mr. Shaw was injured

and later succumbed to those injuries.

Ms. Owens acted out of self-defense.

I have also been contacted
by another woman

who was assaulted by Mr. Shaw.
She's here now.

Bannon's smart.

She's resetting Shaw's image
in the public mind.

I always heard he was a class act.

You hear rumors?

Never. I mean, everyone said
he was one of the good guys.

H-He and his wife
were always raising money

for women's causes.

What is it about Hollywood?

It's not just Hollywood.

My first job was in Covina.

PR firm.

I was an intern,

and my boss asked me
to go to a conference.

It sounds stupid now, but I was thrilled.

And when I got to the hotel,

he walked up to me
with one key in his hand

and said, "They only have one room left."

And he had this big grin on his face.

Like, "Won't this be fun?"

Like we were starring in some
romantic comedy in his head.

What did you do?

Slept in the car.

Did you want to kill him?

No.

Maybe a little.

A lot of people think
#MeToo has gone too far.

Flirting used to be okay.
Now it's harassment.

Jokes used to be fun.

Now they're microaggressions.

I'll toe the line if you tell
me where it is and stick to it.

It's not about a line.
It's about respect.

It's about treating women
as legitimate equals.

Now, those changes may be
uncomfortable for you,

but trust me, it's been uncomfortable

on this side for a very long time.

Tough to be a dude at this table.

I'm getting some more wine.

- I like this music.
- It's really nice.

- Old school.
- Yeah, the resale place on Sunset

has these incredible LP dumps.

Lots of hidden gems.

Lot of hours wasted
at the resale place on Sunset.

You used to like
when I brought records home.

Sure. I just wish that,
now that we have a daughter,

you'd spend more Saturday afternoons here

instead of dumpster diving for Coltrane.

I'm gonna go make some calls.

Enjoy the music.

It's gotten worse.

What do you think I should do?
Should I say something?

To her? To him?

She asked you to be here,
not give advice, right?

So be here.

What's up, Blake?

I just heard from a reporter.

Shaw's wife has called a press
conference for tomorrow morning.

Jane Bannon is using

a #MeToo mob mentality
to create a false narrative

and destroy my husband's reputation.

Tara Owens is lying.

Three years ago, before we were married,

my husband had a consensual
relationship with her.

When he broke it off,
she was not pleased.

There were harsh words and threats.

Two days ago, I believe
she carried out those threats.

Keaton's been scrambling to verify

this relationship Shaw claims.

Uh, it looks like Tara and Shaw
might have both worked

at a production company,
uh, Highland Vista Films.

He was producing a movie.
She was an assistant.

So they knew each other.

Sounds like it.

And get this, one of the servers
at the party said she was

supposed to bring the drink to
Shaw, but Tara asked to do it.

Two other servers confirmed.

Tara specifically asked
to go into Shaw's study?

- Mm-hmm.
- She didn't say anything about that.

Keaton's been trying to get an interview

with Tara's old boss,
a guy named Gary Walker,

- but she's slammed.
- All right. Tell her we'll take care of it.

Copy that.

After you drop me at City Hall,

go and talk to this guy
at Highland Vista.

I'm on it.

Chief, you know Mrs. Moore.

This is Deputy D.A. Noah Hanson.

Pleasure.

So, I thought it would be good

if we could all get on the same page.

I saw this morning's
press conference. I'm good.

Chief Thomas, I apologize

for speaking to the press
before coming to you,

but I'm a publicist,

and I know a PR assault when I see one.

Jane Bannon has no
defense for her client,

so she's targeting
my husband in the media.

I couldn't stand for it.

What relationship did your
husband have with Tara Owens?

He produced a movie
for a company where she worked.

She was intensely interested
in getting in front of him.

Unfortunately, he responded.

When he and I started to see one other,

he broke it off, and she didn't like it.

She made some ugly threats.

Do you have any evidence of this
relationship or the threats?

Just what Alex told me.

You said you're a publicist, right?

Did you work for your husband?

Yes. That's how we met.

So his success was your success.

If, uh, his reputation
came into question...

Okay. Hold on.

Are you seriously...?

Why is your chief of police
treating me like a suspect?

I'm not his chief of police.

You, you, let's talk outside.

Buddy.

Alex and I raised $400,000
for you last cycle.

So, what? I'm your mayor?

I'm not just some grieving widow
from Toluca Lake.

There's more than enough evidence

to prove premeditation.
We're ready to file.

You're charging Tara with murder?

The only evidence of self-defense

is her own statement and
we know that's misleading.

Meanwhile, the caterer said
she requested the shift.

Her coworkers say she volunteered to take

the drink in, the wife says
she threatened him.

That's all circumstantial at best.

No, it's not,
because we know she killed him.

Tommy, we're all on the same team here.

Chief, you seem to be
resisting a conclusion

everyone else is coming to logically.

With your own harassment history,

- maybe you're biased?
- Uh, I'm not biased.

Noah,

I asked Tommy
to get in close on this one.

That's just what she's doing.

Understood. I'm filing tonight.

Arraignment's tomorrow.

Is the D.A. under pressure
to wrap this up

and clear Shaw's name?

'Cause that's what this feels like.

Alex and his wife

had a lot of friends.

They donated a lot of money.

Friendship, political pressure.

It can be hard to tell them apart.

Well, it's a people town.

Yeah, well, the Alex Shaw
that I knew was a good man.

And if he is being slandered,
I want that to stop. But...

if you want to check out
this young woman's story,

I will handle Sasha.

Just hurry up?

Clock is ticking.

Yeah, Highland Vista does a lot

of foreign coproductions,
lot of arthouse stuff.

Mr. Walker, these are
some impressive films.

Oh. You a movie buff?

Huge. Zombie flicks, Kurosawa, Tarantino.

I'll watch anything.

The Red Legion. That was
Alexander Shaw's, right?

Yeah. We were very lucky
to team up with him.

We did a few more together.

It's hard to believe he's actually gone.

- And Tara Owens was your assistant.
- Yep.

Were you aware of a relationship
between the two of them?

Um, no, but that sort of thing
really isn't my business.

I will tell you

that she was very quick
to be wherever he was.

Helping out. At least for a while.

And then she wasn't.

- What do you mean?
- She changed.

She got quiet... sort of an angry
quiet... tried to avoid him.

And it started to affect her performance,

so I had to let her go.

- You fired her?
- There are a lot of people

who want to work in this office,
and I can't put up with

any subpar performance.

What can I tell you?
It's a tough business.

My agent informed me that Mr. Shaw

had seen some of my television work

and that this was customary
for-for Mr. Shaw

to meet with actors privately
before auditioning them.

I didn't question this at the time

because Mr. Shaw had a reputation

for being highly involved
with his movies.

The following week,
I was flown to Toronto

where Mr. Shaw was
finishing another project.

I was driven to the editing
facility at around 8:00 p.m.

where I was surprised to find
only Mr. Shaw and his assistant.

The director and editor,
according to his assistant,

had gone home for the day.

Mr. Mayor.

Hi.

Sorry for, uh, all the secrecy.

I just wanted one moment
of genuine privacy.

Uh, what's up?

I can count on you to be discreet, right?

Yes.

Let's say my wife and I were separating.

- You're leaving your wife?
- No, I'm not leaving.

It's a mutual thing.

You're powerful. She's a decorator.

How it looks is how it is.

It-it needs to be handled delicately.

Yeah, see, this is why I need you.

My-my press guy has been
divorced four times

and he's being sued
by one of his own children.

Delicate's not really his thing.

Are you in a hurry?

You got a pregnant girlfriend
waiting in the wings?

No, I'm not in a hurry.

Would, uh,

would Roni hold off
announcing if you asked her?

Maybe, but she wouldn't
be happy about it.

If you're asked to comment on Shaw,

pivot and have a distraction ready.

Wait two weeks
on the separation announcement.

Slide it into a busy news cycle.

That's great. Thank you.

Are you really not worried
about how Arturo's death

is gonna reflect on you?

I mean, you looked spooked
when the reporter

- asked you about it.
- No.

A-Arturo had his fingers
in a lot of pies, no doubt,

but the investigation's
gonna show he was killed

by a guy with tattoos on his knuckles.

I'm not worried.

Glad to hear it.

For you.

Um...

Wait, wait. Uh...

Don't you want to know
why I'm leaving my wife?

It's none of my business.

Chief, just a reminder.

Recertification testing
is tomorrow afternoon.

Yes, it is. And I will be ready.

Also, an assistant for someone
named Kiley Mills called

wanting your personal address.

I explained it's protocol
not to give it out.

She persisted.

Should I mention this
to your security detail?

No, no. It's nothing to worry about.

It's just somebody I met.

Okay.

Boss. I spoke to a couple of people

at Highland Vista.

They pretty much said
the same thing as Walker.

Not sure of a relationship,

but Tara did spend
a lot of time around Shaw.

Until she didn't.

Well, could be an affair gone wrong.

Or something else.

You got that look.

- What look?
- Like you know what's what

and you want the rest of the
world to get with the program.

No, I don't know what's what.
But I know who does.

Think she'll talk to you?

Well, let's find out.

We're clear on the ground rules
for my client, Chief Thomas?

Queen for a day?

No statement taken will be used
in the D.A.'s case in court.

Only by myself and my department
to aid our investigation.

Okay. But I'm going to be
in there the whole time.

And I will stop it if necessary.

Okay.

Thank you for agreeing to talk to me.

I'm not promising I'll
answer any questions.

Okay. But you do know you're
being charged with murder.

Yes.

I would really like to, uh,

understand what happened.

Did you have a romantic
relationship with Alexander Shaw?

No.

Then what did happen with
you and Shaw three years ago?

I don't want to talk about it.

I was assaulted once.

Uh, years ago, in New York.

My superior, uh, came into my hotel room.

Um...

You know, he...

wanted me to do what he wanted,
uh, you know, be a "good cop."

Which, when you're a woman,
means, uh, just take it.

You know, the jokes, the stares,

the brushing up against your body.

But this time he, uh, he wanted sex.

And my silence.

What did you do?

I broke his nose.

And I was not silent.

So then you, what,

spoke up and got justice?

It's that simple?

I did speak up, and no,
no, it was not simple.

It was really hard because
every time I told the story,

I-I felt like I had to convince
the person I was talking to

that it was true.

You know, that it would actually...

that actually it happened.

They didn't want to believe me.

He was a respected, uh, powerful man.

And I... wasn't.

I won't do that to you.
I am just here to listen.

When I heard Alex was producing a film

for the company, I was so excited.

I wanted to talk to him, pick his brain.

And he was nice.

He asked my opinion, he listened,

- he...
- You liked him.

Yeah.

And then a couple weeks in
he asked if I would

work at his house, which was not unusual.

And I was happy to help.

But when I got there,
no one else was around.

Alex tried to kiss me.

He said he could help me if I helped him.

He held me down. He raped me.

What did you do?

I went home.

I was in shock.

The next day, I told my boss.

Gary was sympathetic.

Said he'd talk to Alex,
that measures would be taken.

Two days later, he fired me.

Said Shaw had denied it,

and said that if I ever
mentioned it to anybody,

I'd never work in film again.

Tell me what happened at the party.

I didn't know it was his party.

I just asked for a Tuesday shift.

When I saw Alex, I was terrified.

But I thought, "This is my chance

to face him, to show him I survived."

So I psyched myself up and
asked to take him the drink.

He barely remembered me.

Or what he'd done.

Maybe he was drunk.

He grabbed my ass. He tried to kiss me.

He kept trying.

He held me down, like he did before.

I couldn't breathe, and
all I kept thinking was

it's happening again.

It's happening, and
nobody will believe me.

Women talk and talk

and tell their stories
and nothing happens

because nobody believes them.

I do.

Hi, Gary.

I'm Chief Thomas of the LAPD.

- This is Detective Adele Keaton.
- Hey.

How did you get past security?

Well, what can I say? Badges love badges.

What can I help you with?

Well, Detective Keaton here
is leading the investigation

into the death of Alexander Shaw.

My colleague Detective Diaz
spoke to you about Tara Owens,

- remember?
- Yeah. Why?

Well, Tara just made a statement
saying that Shaw

sexually assaulted her,
she reported it to you,

she said that you said you
would help her, and instead

you fired her.

And threatened her if
she talked about it.

That is not at all what happened.

See, we thought you might say that,

which puts us in a classic
"she said, he said" situation.

- I love those.
- Unfortunately, Gary,

in this case you are the "he,"
not Alexander Shaw,

which means you will have to testify

under penalty of perjury

to what you said to Detective Diaz.

And if you're even a little bit nervous

about committing perjury,
there is an alternative.

You can go on the record

with Detective Keaton right here
and now and tell her everything

that happened three years ago.

Morning, Mrs. Moore. Counselor.

- Chief Thomas.
- What's up, Chief?

You saw Tara's statement from last night?

Didn't convince me any more
than the first.

We have another one from Gary Walker.

It confirms that Tara Owens told him

she'd been raped by Alexander Shaw.

It also states that you,
Mrs. Moore, convinced him

to fire Tara and deny the report

in exchange for the opportunity

to work with your husband
on future projects.

You've been protecting

his reputation for a while, haven't you?

That's conspiracy

and obstruction of justice,
if you're interested.

It's also not true.

Read the statement, Counselor.

All rise.

Honorable Judge Joan Keyes presiding.

Okay. Good morning, everyone.

In the case of People v. Tara Owens,

- is the defense, ready?
- We are, Your Honor.

The People?

Mr. Hanson? Sorry, Your Honor. Yes.

Will the defendant please rise?

Ms. Owens, in case number

12CA81217,

you're charged in count one

of the complaint with murder
in the first degree.

Right. Well, how do you plead?

Your Honor, the People
have received new information

pertaining to this case.
May I approach the bench?

Please.

This new "cover-up" angle
is a lot to process.

There's nothing to process.

Your Honor, Mr. Shaw
raped my client once.

When he tried again,
she defended herself.

This man's statement corroborates it.

I'm ready to draw up a motion to dismiss.

Mrs. Moore is still gonna
take her on in civil court.

Which is not the court we're in today.

Mr. Hanson, how would
the People like to proceed?

Your Honor, the People move
to dismiss the charges

against Ms. Owens.

Ms. Owens, you're free to go.

Ms. Owens, are you surprised
by the D.A.'s decision?

I'm relieved.

Hey, we need to get to Pomona
for your recert

at 1:00 p.m. and the
traffic gods are pissed.

Chief, good working with you.

- Yes. You, too.
- Chop-chop.

Do you consider yourself a vigilante

- or a victim?
- Neither.

Okay, let's go.

What about the other
women you're representing?

...complicated case with a just result.

Mrs. Gray, you've been a vocal supporter

of women's rights. Any thoughts?

Assault victims are too often dismissed,

if not silenced outright.
I understand that Ms. Owens

was very brave in telling her story.

In fact, Roni and I have decided
to cosponsor a research grant

at the Hickman School for Social Justice

to study sexual harassment
in the entertainment industry.

Hon?

See that?

That's my work.

Have you eaten?

- I offered.
- I'm a grown woman. I can forage

- for my own food.
- So, how'd you do?

I got through it.

- She did great.
- She did better than great.

Just got the call.
You posted the highest score

of any chief since the Korean War.

Congratulations. You're now a certified

member of the Los Angeles
Police Department,

as well as its chief.

Who did better than me
before the Korean War?

Oh, just take the victory lap, okay?

All right. Well, thank you, guys,

and I appreciate all your help.

Now, everybody, go home.

See you, boss. I'll be down at the car.

The first chief I worked for

got winded walking to the corner bar.

His marksmanship was crap,

but he passed.

The second had to take
the written test three times.

You didn't need to worry.
You had it in the bag.

Yeah, but those guys looked the part.

You get a pass for that.

I got to ace the written,
I got to group my shots,

I got to execute
a hostile arrest flawlessly,

or somebody's gonna say
I don't belong here.

Hi.

Where is everybody?

Henry decided he had to go to Palo Alto

- for a while.
- And Luna?

Dad took her and some friends
for minigolf.

- So it's just us?
- Yeah.

Want to watch some really stupid
television with me?

That'd feel great right now.

Sure. I'm in.

Thanks.

Oh, and, uh, there's a package for you.

Ah,

guess she did get my address.

Who's Kiley Mills?

She's some... just someone I met.

Well,

she sent you a very large box,

which has been checked
for ricin and bomb residue,

which will keep me awake
if I think about it too much.

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