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Hi, I'm Lieutenant Santino.

I'm here to speak to Mrs. Edwardes. Is she in?

Thank you.

Of course I know who Nenuphar McBride is.

I'm not as senile as I look, Lieutenant.

But if you're asking if I have seen her recently,

I'd have to say no.

I rarely leave and...

even move for that matter without the help

of these ladies.

And...

I never have visitors.

People

just aren't interested in museums these days.

- Hello? - Nenuphar McBride?

Hetty Edwardes.

We need to meet.

Thank you.

What do you know about your sister's death?

That she was killed by your husband, John Edwardes, in a murder suicide.

That's what they sold you.

What are you saying?

My husband didn't murder your sister,

or himself.

Look at that man.

Does that look like someone capable of murder?

He couldn't fire his own employees.

I'm sorry Chance screwed us like this.

She's my secretary, I thought I could tell her things.

It was a joke.

"Indian burial ground." It sounds like a horror movie.

I had no idea she'd go to the fucking EPA!

Well, well, well. Chance!

It's okay, Neddy.

Women these days, you just can't trust them.

We liberate them.

Now they've liberated themselves from common sense and good values.

Don't beat yourself up.

So who killed them?

These are the men who had your sister murdered.

The men

the public look up to,

to rule them, to serve them.

I have good news and bad news.

The men the public trust to serve them.

Their deaths were part of a bigger scheme.

A scheme of powerful men who have no regard

for human life.

What a waste. He just couldn't let the Comanches go.

- Bravo, you copy? - Copy, Alpha.

They're not Comanches, Ben. They're Iroquois.

Whatever.

He just left. Do the thing.

Wilco.

Well, Ben,

it's too late for regrets now.

Chance, where the hell are you?

It's me. They know, be careful.

Let's think about the institute and all the money we're gonna make.

Shit!

To us. To New Path.

To us.

To New Path.

They have no care for the lives they leave in their wake.

We mean nothing to them.

Our pain,

our loss,

our lives are just..

part of all their schemes.

Why didn't you expose them or go to the police?

Police?

They think they're above the law because they're the law.

We shall take back

the justice that was taken from us.

Women are not to be underestimated.

We are not to be used as pawns in men's games.

How?

Fight.

We will fight.

I have laid all the groundwork

but I need a leader. Someone to take the fight

to their door.

Let's show them

that they are not as untouchable as they think.

Your husband wasn't partners with Mr. Argent?

Madam, it's time for your medication,

and then you should rest.

Forgive me, Lieutenant. Unfortunately,

with everything that happened to my husband,

I require

lots of bed rest and pills to help me forget.

Of course.

Thank you for your time.

You have a good evening.

And with your voice,

we're gonna be able to recruit all those women who have been used,

abused and abandoned.

Word,

the one eight hundred vigilante line went live this morning.

We already have several

interesting candidates.

We're getting closer to unraveling this mystery.

We've dedicated all of our resources to finding this psychopath.

They want a psychopath? We'll give them a psychopath.

Bye Dr. Roberts.

Practically a life size recreation, uh?

Alright girls, on to the next target.

Eenie, meenie,

miney...

moe.

- That looks amazing. - That's the one.

Hey judge!

You look a bit winded. Let's take a break.

- Who are you? - Don't worry.

We all know who you are, that's all that matters.

Take off your clothes.

What?

Take off your clothes.

You don't wanna fuck with me right now.

Okay! God!

Do it.

There you go.

It's not that hard.

There you go.

A nice little necklace. There you go.

Now walk like a dog, asshole.

Okay, okay!

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Don't do this.

No, no!

This is your trial, judge.

Welcome.

Tomorrow, your face is gonna be on the cover of every newspaper.

Consider this the beginning of your punishment.

I didn't do anything to you. I don't know you.

God!

- Liar. - Okay wait.

- I know what this is about. - Yeah?

Don't release anything.

- You got that? - Yeah, we got it.

God...

... video surfaces

of the conservative, self-proclaimed

"moral majority" advocate Judge Lex Hammer

engaging in bizarre S&M sex play

in which he pretends to be a dog and enjoys being humiliated.

This case sheds a new light on a scandal Hammer was involved in years ago,

when his secretary claimed to have been sexually assaulted,

just before she decided not to press charges

resigned and flew to Europe.