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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, photos and,

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.

You think you don't deserve to die?

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?

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.

Do you know if you had
a safe surrender box

- back in 2012?
- Yeah.

For newborns, yeah, we still do.

Alice, where are you going?

Coffee run.

Gracie, honey?

Okay.

Okay.

Alright, here you go.

You know what this is?

Depersonalization.

Derealization.

You know what to do, right?

You've gotta bring yourself back.

Breathe. Go ahead, breathe.

You're safe.

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.

Breathe.

You okay, honey?

Yeah.

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

You didn't wanna call me once?

Let me know you were okay?

I wasn't okay.

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?

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.

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...

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...

Fuck. Okay.

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?

Come on.

Honey, I've gotta go answer the door.

Here I come! Just a minute.

Hey, do you know what day it is?

No.

I'll just...

I guess I'll just make one up.

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.

I do online stuff.

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

Gracie. Hey, come on.

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

Yeah, thanks.

Come on.

Hey, where's the bathroom?

The bathroom? Come here.

Hey, did you find out about the bracelet?

Yes, yes, but she's here.

Catherine Grace.

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.

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?

- 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?
- An hour.

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.

What's up in there?

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

I got you, okay? I got you.

Okay.

I got you a room.

Hey, I need an SO team to cover all exits

at a shelter downtown.
Hold for the address.

We're rolling eastbound. Moving out.

We're in position, southbound.

Unit 5, we're on the west corner.

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.
- Yes!

Does everything in this room
belong to you?

What about that laptop?

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.

Sir, there are two buttons down here.

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

I don't know.

Danny!

Hey, Marty.

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

What is this fucking cluster fuck?

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.

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 dumb-ass
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 cluster fuck 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.

Okay, 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.

Sorta.

No visitors. Alright?

No coming in and out
without talking to me.

If you leave, you don't come back.

And, this is Grace.

We're full up, you're sharing.

Hey.

Hey.

- Excuse me.
- Sure. Yep.

Go on in, honey.

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.

Do you wanna talk about it?

You're always so busy.

Not today.

We're gonna be in here for a while.

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.

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.

I'll just reach out my hands,

you able-bodied cop fuck.

- Alright, let's be nice, alright?
- 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.

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.

- You come back here!
- Fuck you.

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

Hey.

Hey.

You okay?

You were talking in... in your sleep.

I thought maybe
you were having a bad dream.

I need some air.

Yeah. I feel like I'm in a fuckin' jail cell.

Is it cool if I come?

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, "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."

So, what?

It's still in your hair?

Probably.

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?

You were...

you were saying the name Isabel?

Yeah?

What did I say?

Just her name.

It's cold weather today.

Man.

You okay?

Sorry.

Okay.

You're funny.

You're funny.

You know what?

I like this place.

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."

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

She helped you?

Yeah.

Met her when I was 16.

I used to work here.

She saved my life.

I wanna share something with you.

Yo, ladies!

Food. Showers. The Holy Ghost.

Come on! Let's go.

- Here you go. Yep.
- Thanks.

This one's for you.

Thanks.

Here. Chips.

Why do you keep looking at the clock?

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

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.

Don't you wanna know how I killed him?

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

Okay, so...

I held the syringe like this.

No, like this.

And he fell on it.

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.

What happened?

Did his body stop working...

right when he saw your face?

Alright, tell me about Vanessa.

She liked romantic comedies.

Her favorite beverage is espresso martini.

Fucking hell.

See you on the golf course, Brian.

Yeah.

Anyone seen Nora?

- Where the hell's Nora?
- You're tying your shoes?

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?

- Nora!
- I forgot my phone.

My God.

I didn't think this one through. Okay.

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.

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

Yeah...

After I got out the first time,

I took so many showers.

Like three showers a day.

- 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?

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.

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.

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?

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

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?

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 fire able 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...
- 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.

Organized crime.

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?

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

Hold on, I'll check on their progress.

Fuck.

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?

I'm gonna go back to the room.

Okay.

Yeah, I-I'll go with you.

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

I told her I was coming here.

Wow.

Man, so annoying.

Actually...

I'm gonna take off.

Really?

- Right now?
- Right now.

Give me my fucking coat.

Catherine.

Don't... don't move.

I think you know who I am.

I just wanna talk.

Catherine?

There are agents all around this building.

They're waiting at every exit.

I just wanna talk.

Catherine?

I wanna help you.

Catherine, the building is surrounded.

Alright, I'm just gonna try one last time.

So, the girl in the picture
did not live at your house?

- Nope.
- Okay.

So, everything that was found
in your deceased mother's house

belongs to your deceased mother?

Yes.

- A fetish mask?
- Mom's.

- Nipple clamps?
- Mom's.

- Large box of tampons?
- Mom's.

Your mom was still going at 66?

Heavy flow.

That strap-on dildo?

Well, that's mine.

Yeah, so I'm on my back.

She's in front.

I'm sure you can picture it.

You love her? Catherine?

- Vanessa.
- Right. Vanessa.

You two are in love and you
don't even know her real name.

That's the best love.

I'm gonna ask you a question.

Do you know how hard it is
to find someone who looks at me...

and doesn't see a 300-pound wheelchair?

She didn't pity me.

Have you ever been in love?

Sure.

I've also been used.

Some people are so broken,
that's all they know.

That's all they can give.

You're smart.

You don't think she fucking used you?

I don't fucking care.

Okay? I don't care.

My entire life,

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

I'm not worthy of love.

And the one time I find it...

you wanna take it from me.

You think love

is only when people

do everything that you want them to do.

That's fucked up.

Your mom...

was found dead in the morning
by the hospice nurse.

He was surprised that she died
so quickly in the night,

- being that Catherine...
- Nope.

Vanessa was there all night.

He made a couple phone calls
and nothing came of it.

I think Catherine killed your mom...

and then used whatever was left

of her prescribed fentanyl
to kill a lot of other people.

What do you think?

No one's perfect.

Alice, time's up.

I'm sending in the team to arrest her.

Don't do anything, just keep eyes on her.

I need you to stay in contact.

- Come on.
- Hey.

Ed George is all over the Hartford laptop.

What's going on?
Are we... are we getting sidelined?

Okay. Okay.

We have to move now.

Alice found her.

- Catherine.
- What?

- Calm the fuck down.
- I said "What?"

That was a perfectly fucking normal
reaction to what you just told me.

We're keeping it quiet.

I don't want it to get out,
but we are moving in to arrest her.

How the fuck did Alice find her?

I mean, that's... wow, great job, Alice.

Right, when are we going?

Now. I got an SO team there.

What about PD? Are you telling Danny?

No, I don't want it to go wide.

Yeah, it's Nora.

Fuck!

You pulled the SO team
off an ongoing operation.

- You left my agent alone in there.
- You made it up here

- really fast this time.
- I thought you would draw the fucking line

in putting an agent in danger,
but, no, I guess not.

Get the SO team back there.

- You don't tell me what you do!
- Yes, I do.

Everything I have on you,
yes, I do tell you what to do.

You have nothing.

I had my guy check out the laptop,
there was nothing on it.

It was scrubbed clean.

But you don't leave her in there alone.

No, of course not.
I'm going down to make the arrest.

I put my own team together.

They do as I say and they follow my lead.

So, I'll be running this from now on.

And I made a call about the alcohol

I smelled on your breath this morning
when you were here.

I want you to get help.

I really fucking do.

You better go.
Until they decide what to do with you,

I can't leave you in here alone.

Got a couple of texts from your sister.

I guess your mom's in the hospital.

Is that some kind of secret code?

I just wanna talk.

I knew you weren't lying about the shower.

Who was it?

Who beat you up?

My ex-boyfriend.

He's a cop.

Catherine?

What's your real name?

- Alice.
- Alice.

Alice.

I know about Isabel.

I know she had a baby
and came here to give it up.

And I know she died.

- She was killed.
- I know.

I know they found her body in the river.

And I know you loved her.

I think you want me to give you a way out.

I think we both want Jay Easton.

And we can do this together.

Together.

That's... that's interesting.

What does that look like?

You come in...

and you make a statement
about what you remember.

- Yeah, and everyone believes me.
- And we build a case.

You build a case
and you bring it to court,

and you put the bad guys in jail,

and then you fuck off and leave me,

and people say, "Great job, you did it!"

And that's what you think I want?

That's... that's what you think
will help me.

I know you're frustrated.

But I'm here now.

And if you come in...

Did you give a statement?

When he beat you up?

Did he go to jail?

- No.
- Why?

- Because...
- Why?

Because I was scared to make him mad.

Because I was scared
everyone would say I was weak.

And I didn't fucking want to.

Because you knew it wouldn't work.

- No.
- Because it never works.

But I can make it work,

if you tell me what Jay Easton
did to you and Isabel.

I don't fucking remember!

We were going to his house.

And then she was dead,
and that was fucking it, okay?

Was that Isabel's bag?

The one you wear
all the time with the sequins?

Yeah.

She let you borrow it?

It's nice.

She put... she put notes in it.

Like she was my mom
putting notes in my lunchbox.

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

Don't fucking play me.

I'm not.

If I had evidence against Jay Easton...

hard evidence...

videos of girls...

copies of what's on his computer.

You have that?

Yeah.

Someone's keeping it safe.

What do I get for it?

What do you want?

Isabel's baby's name is Elena.

Elena, okay.

Yeah. She's on the street.

She's with a guy named Big Man.

Do you want me to help her?

I tried to get her away from him.

I did, I just...

I couldn't take care of her.
I didn't know how, okay?

And I let her go.

I told her that I would find
who killed Isabel.

Good.

We can figure it out together.

Can you put the gun down?

But I was doing good. I was here.

I was saving money, I was talking to Jean.

And then... and then everything just...
you know, it just...

it fell through the fucking floor again!

Like always.

It always comes back.

It never goes away no matter what I do.

And I'm just... I'm just... I'm worthless.

You know, I'm... I'm nothing. I'm nothing!

This isn't even my body.

These aren't even my legs.

These aren't even my fucking hands.

Why has no one come to get me?

Did you lie to me?

No.

If there are agents
all around the building,

why has no one arrested me yet?

You lied to me.

I didn't.

There's no one else here.

Look at me? Look at me. Look at me.

Fucking... this is what you did to me.

You are the fucking problem!

I'll drag you down the street
by your fucking hair.

- You hear me?
- Don't touch her!

What do you want?

You want me to kill him?

Fuck!

Fuck.

They're gonna find her soon.

They are going to arrest your girlfriend.

- Fiancée.
- Fiancée, whatever.

So, if you have anything
that you want to tell me

that can help her,
you better fucking tell me now.

Can you adjust my seat?

What's the fucking problem?

Between the cushions.

Yeah, perfect.

Yes, thank you.

The dead man in my house copied it...

from Jay Easton's laptop.

Please.

Don't let her die.

Okay, van's here.

You are dismissed.

It's in manual, so get ready to push.

Why is it on manual now?

How did this happen?

I don't respect you.

Holy fuck.