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Son of a...

Come on! Hey!

Is this thing for water or for milk?

Read the instructions.

- They're in Italian.
- Why are you complicating his life?

People already like Dave's coffee.

I'm trying to help
him out. My local spot

in Malibu has that exact machine

and they make a cortado

that will make your taste
buds cry tears of joy.

- So that's it.
- I'm not following.

You bought it so you could
have your favorite drink

whenever you wanted it.

So you're saying my loving
and amazing act of kindness

is actually just an act of selfishness?

What is this? No-no-no.

- Come on, no.
- I want to take a picture

of the moment Harley
Carter became self-aware.

I am not self-aware.

I mean, I am self-aware.

- You're just a cynic that's what you are.
- I'm also a realist.

No-no!

My God, is this a joke?!

How's it going, buddy?

Every button just
shoots steam in my face!

Come on, you can fix that thing.

Here's your cortado.

Hope it tastes better with my pain.

Don't have to add any sugar.

You disgrace!

What the hell?

You parasite. You leech!

Whoa, I got a cortado here.

This man is responsible for
the Dreider Mine disaster.

They covered it up and
this man even took a bonus

to make it all go away.

He should be in jail.

You have some nerve.

If it wasn't for me none
of you would have jobs.

He thinks he's worth a hundred of us.

I am worth five hundred of you!

Brothers, sisters,

let us make him pay
for what he has done.

Bomb! Bomb! Bomb!

Ladies and Gentlemen.

We are The Beamlight Players

and we would like to invite you

to our brand new play Solomon's Siege.

Experience the whispered shout
from the soul of pure theatre.

Thank you!

Flyers, flyers. Go-go-go-go-go.

Sorry about your coffee.

It was a cortato. Cortado, cortado.

Sorry about your cortado.

Bunch of wackos.

Hey.

Wow. A real TV star.

Well I put my pants
on one leg at a time.

Yeah, but they're $700 pants, right?

Um, hey you should come see our play.

Craig is a genius, and
it's an important subject.

Okay thanks.

Actors.

Sheesh.

You could have busted them
with disturbing the peace.

- Well that's a stretch.
- Littering.

They cleaned up after themselves.

They faked a bomb threat or is that
like a cool thing to do up here now?

Well thanks to you we've become
a bit blasé about actor hijinks.

- Why are you so bugged by this?
- They made you spill my coffee.

- What do we got?
- Body was found at seven fifteen am.

Male, mid 30s.

Only car in the lot.

Registered to the credit union,
so it must be an employee.

How can one person just stab
another person in the chest?

Straight through the ribs, right
into the heart, it's not easy.

Cold blooded, man... Cold blooded.

You wanna get started?

Definitely.

Dennis Lemash. 314
Robards Street. But why...

were you parked in the one blind spot?

Four hours before the bank opens.

Just say it.

Call Carter.

Season 2, episode 7.

Kidnap the bank manager
the night before.

Have him open up the bank
early, clear out the vault

before any of the employees show up.

Something goes wrong. Thieves panic.

Stab stab. Dead manager.

So how did you solve it on the show?

I was waiting for them.

The night before... I
locked myself in the vault.

We should try that in case you're right

and the thieves come back.

I'm the manager. What's going on?

Dennis was our loan
officer up until a week ago.

We had to let him go.

Why is that, Miss Holander?

Mrs., but call me Angelica.

Why was Dennis fired, Angelica?

Habitual tardiness.

Poor work performance.

It's all here in his personnel file.

Married? Next of kin?

Not married.

His parents live in Montreal.

His sister's in upstate New York.

I can get you their numbers if
you need their numbers... I...

Who would do something this horrible?

We're gonna find out.

Do you know why he
was here this morning?

I wish I knew.

Did he still have a
set of keys to the bank?

No, we collected all his keys.

It's standard procedure when someone...

departs.

I'm sorry, it's just such a shock.

Your employees are going
to go through the same thing

when they come in. Help them with that.

And let them know we need
to ask them some questions.

No signs of a struggle.

Yeah, barely a sign of life.

Looks like it was staged
by a real estate agent.

So Dennis Lemash was fastidious.

Not a speck of dust.

Doesn't really seem like someone
who was fired for being late

and having bad work habits?

That's a good point.

Wow, Chomsky, Shakespeare, Beckett,

Bronte, August Wilson.

This guy had good taste.

What are we looking for?

A computer, mail, schedule.

Anything to tell us what
Dennis Lemash was doing

for the last couple of weeks and
why he was in the back of the bank

with his killer.

I'm gonna have to send it into
Toronto to crack the password.

- It's going to take forever.
- I got a guy.

- You got a guy.
- Okay. I got Koji.

But every time Dot forgets her password,

he just hacks into her computer.

Why doesn't she just tell him
the password before she forgets?

What am I? A marriage councilor?

He will crack this like a walnut.

These are Mortgages.

150,000. 200,000.

Both for houses right here in town.

He was a loan officer.

Ipso facto... loans, Watson.

Yeah, but he was fired
so why does he have these?

And you're Watson.

Actually no, you're more like Donkey.

Okay, well if I'm
Donkey then you're Shrek,

are you cool with that?

It's a medieval dagger.

Like a collectors thing?

A replica. Not worth much.
About ninety bucks online.

This particular brand
comes in a set of three.

Clay.

We found it embedded in the ricasso.

Ricasso, interesting.

You don't know what
a ricasso is, do you?

Now you're just making up
words to make me feel stupid.

Any idea where the clay is from?

Dirty knife. Could be anything.

Could he have stabbed himself?

Harakari style.

There's no prints on the knife,
so unless he stabbed himself

in the heart, took his gloves off,

ate them while he was going
into massive circulatory shock,

- I'd say no.
- It was just a thought.

Do you want me to ask Dr. Walker

if she found gloves inside his stomach?

Okay, Wes. What else?

Partial palm print on the dash.

We vacuumed for hair and
fibers and found this.

Quite a bit of hair mainly
on the passenger side.

Roots still intact.

We'll have a DNA profile soon enough.

- You give me a suspect, we'll see if it matches.
- Great.

Or we could go with the Harakari thing.

Dennis sat in the cubicle next to mine.

Didn't talk much.
Always had his head down.

He was kinda sweaty. Even in the winter.

It was probably a glandular thing.

- You think?
- Francine has that problem.

Francine has vodka sweats.

Can you think of anybody who
would want to hurt Dennis?

In the office?

- No. He kept to himself.
- Didn't hang out.

- Ate lunch in his car.
- In that spot behind the bank.

- Yeah.
- He probably watched porn on his phone.

Jean!

Well, maybe he was
just trying to get away.

Away from what?

I don't know.

Why do you think he was fired?

I've got my theories, but
I don't like to gossip.

- Me neither.
- Well, this is a murder investigation

so gossip away.

I think Angelica had it out for Dennis.

Constantly calling him into
her office to give him heck.

- He'd come out all sweaty and nervous.
- That's true!

And every chance she got

she would make fun of
him behind his back.

Calling him Pig Man.

It was pig-man-lion
or something like that.

- Pygmalion?
- Yeah!

Is that like, really bad?

She actually seemed pretty
broken up about his death.

Crocodile tears, you ask me.

Angelica's a mean one. She
likes to pick on people.

And he was easy pickings.

Golly, Jean... you
don't think she killed him?

Holy cow, stabbing him like that?

What do you think?

I've got it from here.
Thank you for coming in.

You can't tell anyone I did this.

I'll tell 'em I did it...
or something more believable.

Okay...

Yes, alright, um...

That file there.

Well... good morning.

You are kidding me!

What? I had it installed last night.

Are you gonna place them all over town?

Don't be ridiculous.
Just Dave's, my house,

maybe the gym, but that is it.

You ready to check out the laptop?

It's open and ready for business.

You gonna keep me in suspense?

You find anything on the phone?

No. It's clean.

Okay, you ready for the act one break?

I presume that's something big?

Yeah.

It's always the quiet ones.

Hello Angelica Hollander bank manager.

End act one.

I've been going over
Dennis' personnel file,

and he has had some
stellar performance reviews

up until very recently.

Letting him go wasn't an easy decision.

Dennis um... he seemed distracted.

Problems at home maybe.

You told us you were at
the bank that morning.

Yes. I like to come in early.

Get some work done while it is quiet.

Did Dennis know that you
like to come in early?

- Everyone did.
- Could he have been there to see you?

I don't see why.

Quietest guy in the office.

Didn't bother anybody.

Didn't gossip.

You thought he'd be discreet.

But he wasn't, was he?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Does your husband know
about your modeling career?

No.

Please. Can we do this
so he doesn't find out.

Angelica, I know what
you were going through.

Office affairs, they happen.

Maybe you wanted to break
it off, Dennis didn't.

He was gonna use these
pictures against you.

Threatened to show your husband.

He shows up. You have to stop him.

No... you don't understand.

Firing him was the obvious way
to get him out of your life.

No-no, Dennis asked me to
fire him. It was his idea.

Why would he want you to fire him?

To protect me.

We were in love.

What was he protecting you from?

The hair sample she
gave us is a DNA match.

The hair is hers, the
palm print is hers.

She was in the passenger
seat of that car.

That's enough to hold her.

Those were real tears in there.

I see, and you know this
because you're an actor

and can tell when someone's acting?

No, I know that because
I'm a human being

and I can tell when someone's hurt.

I also know when someone's
been waking up on the wrong side

- of the bed for the last fifty years.
- Prior illicit affair gone wrong,

dirty pictures. Doesn't
want the husband to find out.

That's the motive.

She was the only one
there early in the morning.

This puts her in the car.
That's the opportunity.

What about the means?
Isn't that one of the...

Criteria for establishing guilt.

- What she said.
- The means is a knife about yea big

and it's sitting in our evidence lockup.

I don't know, Chief, I'm
with Harley on this one.

I don't think we're
seeing the whole picture.

I see, well, allow me to
zoom out for you, Detective.

You're gonna go back in there,

and take her to a holding cell.

We are gonna gather all the evidence

and hand it over to the prosecutors.

She is going to get a
lawyer, there'll be a trial,

a jury will convict and
justice will be served.

Thank you so much for playing.

I mean, listen...

Harley, I think he's wrong.

But the facts say he's right.

Hey.

Those addresses you
wanted me to check out?

They don't exist.

What are you talking about?
There were two mortgages.

Well, somebody mortgaged air,
'cause there's nothing there.

We don't have a lot of time.

And I'm not supposed to be in here.

You're about to be
arrested for Dennis' murder.

My God!

- I didn't do it.
- I know.

I believe you. I just need
some alternative facts.

Were you in that car?

Yes.

Yes, he came to meet me.

But when I left him
he was alive and well.

What was he protecting you from?

Dennis...

he did something very bad.

He didn't want it to fall on
me, so he asked me to fire him.

Okay, the mortgages
that Dennis took out.

The $350,000. Those were fake, right?

Yeah, but he wanted to
return it. That's why we met.

- What was the money for?
- He wouldn't tell me.

He said it was a surprise. I don't know,

something about making his
childhood dream come true.

I don't know.

I'm sorry, Angelica.

I'm going to place you
under an investigative hold.

You're gonna be here for a while,

but the first thing that you
should do is get a lawyer.

You will help me, won't you?

I promise.

Okay...

"Dennis, you are my
Higgins. Love Angelica."

Okay...

You have mastered the cortado.

It has mastered me.

That machine is possessed, Harley.

If you build it they will come.

The cliché that launched
a thousand bankruptcies.

What do you want besides
the masterful cortado?

What do you know about this?

Who am I? Moe the Explainer?

Despite what you might think, Harley,

I don't know everybody in this
town and their personal stories.

What's the deal with
this theatre company?

They just appear out of the blue?

No.

They've been around for a while.

Mostly worked in the park.

In fact, they did a nude version

- of Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf.
- In the park?

There were protests.

No doubt.

You know I think they took
over The Royal on Main St.

It's a nice setup.

It's better than making all the mommies

and kiddies in the park upset.

How did they manage to buy a space

and put on plays that make no money?

Government funding?

You know what, Moe?

You've explained a lot.

You know what? That's free.

But the cortado's five bucks.

- Put it on my tab.
- Tab? What tab?

We have not discussed a tab!

Shirt.

Shirt.

- I didn't scratch my nose.
- I didn't scratch my nose.

People actually pay to watch this?

No, it's an acting game.

- For what?
- Like all games, it's for children.

- Why are you doing this?
- Why are you doing this?

- Why?
- Why?

- I don't like this.
- I don't like this.

- I really don't like this.
- I really don't like this.

I love you.

I don't believe you. Do it again.

I love you.

I love you.

If you loved me, you would
give me honesty on this stage.

It's what I want from all of you.

Not what you think I want to see.

Not some affectation.

You must give me
honesty from your souls.

We have three days until opening.

Get prepared or get out.

That was pretty harsh.

Hey TV star.

He shouldn't treat you like that.

Trust me, it is good for us.

We need to go deeper to find the truth.

You don't need to be abused.

You don't need to infantilize me.

I'm a grown woman and Craig is a genius.

He knows how to get
the best out of people.

Or counter point.

He's a talentless bully
who likes to puff himself up

by taking his insecurities out on you.

- I've seen it a million times.
- Really?

And what do you know about the theatre?

Acting is acting.

Or is it reacting? I
never could get that right.

You live here?

Yeah, I like to work late and

it's quiet here.

Nobody bothers me.

Does Craig "bother" you?

I gotta... I gotta finish these props.

Closed rehearsal.

You can leave your
headshot at the front desk.

Detective Shaw.

I take it you run the place.

Craig Reikart; Artistic director,

general manager, producer.

And star of the show.

Our company doesn't believe in stars.

I'm merely a conduit
for the talent around me.

Stars are only about themselves.

Ironic.

You mean like having the character
on your show named after you?

Makes it easier to
find my lines, Craiger.

Hey, you're pretty harsh on your actors.

That crap you pulled out there

would not be tolerated on my set.

Shows in the results.

What kind of results you get
by moving in on young actresses?

Okay, why don't you two
hashtag it out on Twitter.

When was the last time you saw this man?

Dennis?

He came by three, four days ago.

He brought a gift to
celebrate our new theatre.

Our theatre?

Dennis managed to put
together the financing

to make this place a reality.

Did he tell you where
he got the financing?

When a patron comes to you,
check in hand, you don't ask.

What's going on?

Dennis Lemash is dead.

Someone killed him.

You said he brought you a gift.

What was it?

The gift.

It's in that box under the red scarf.

How...

How was Dennis killed?

He was stabbed.

Three sets of prints were lifted.

One was traced back to the store
clerk where these were bought.

Dennis Lemash and Craig Rykart.

There were no prints on the
murder weapon. She was careful.

I wouldn't expect the killer's
prints to be on the box.

Angelica Holander didn't break
into Rykart's dressing room

and steal a knife she
didn't know was there.

Well how do you know
that she didn't know?

The same way you know she did.

- Those are both unknown.
- I know.

He doesn't know.

- Who knows?
- My head hurts.

Look, murder investigations
sometimes have loose ends.

- This is one of those.
- Well, this is a big one.

Then tie it up.

Alright.

- Hey.
- Hey, TV star.

Good thing you're
here. Can I borrow you?

Sure, Cyndee Pratt.
This is Detective Shaw.

Sam, this is Cyndee.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Whoa, okay.

You are the right size.

Whoa. It's kinda heavy?

Well, Craig likes to feel the
weight of it when he's on stage.

Everything has to
come from a real place.

- It's what makes him so great.
- Sure, strap some C-4 on him.

- That's real.
- Well, C-4 is hard to get.

Yeah, there's that whole
two day waiting period,

totally bogus.

- That's quite a collection you got there.
- Yeah, thanks.

Rubber.

I made these myself.

We just need to ask you
a couple of questions.

You heard about what
happened to Dennis Lemash?

Yeah... yeah, he was stabbed, right?

Is that, is that a confession?

I'm not gonna lie to you
and tell you I liked him.

But I didn't kill him.

Just didn't shed any tears either.

Did you ever see him
Craig and Dennis arguing?

Yeah, sure. I mean artistic
directors and producers argue.

It happens.

Well, what were they arguing about?

Money, creative differences.

Yeah, I mean Dennis wanted
to do more of the classics.

You know, he wanted to do
a production of Macbeth,

but Craig was more interested
in making a political statement.

- Macbeth is political.
- Was.

400 years ago.

Solomon's Siege is about the
Dreider Mine disaster and coverup.

Those bastards need to be exposed

and the theatre's the only way to do it.

Okay, look, no offense, but, you know,

a small play that hardly
anyone's going to see

isn't going to bring about justice.

Are you offering to
get involved TV star?

Cause that might help our small play.

When was the last time you saw Dennis?

It was early... like
five in the morning early.

Craig was getting ready
for the park performance.

Opening night Dennis is this weekend.

I'm sorry, but this
is just the way it is.

Dennis said something about going

to the bank when it was open.

Get out!

There was some financial problems.

He wanted to return the money.

He wanted to give it back to the bank.

Did Craig follow
Dennis out that morning?

I don't know, but when
I went to look for him,

he was gone.

Hey, the detective has a
few things she has to do.

It'll only be a minute.

Are you my babysitter, Mr. Carter?

No-no-no, I'm just...

I'm just trying to
stay out of their way.

Cops... you know...

Why are you here?

Well, This is my hometown.

No-no-no. Here. Doing this.

You know,

I'm gonna be honest with you,

I can't stand it on my show anymore.

Those people are...

driving me crazy.

It's just the same thing
over and over again.

Week after week... I just
say the same clever quips.

It's the same story lines.

Dead body at the
beginning of the episode.

Charlie Carter comes in,

guns blazing, catches the killer.

Demand more.

It's not that easy.

A lot of big companies make a lot of

big money on a show like that.

I'll be on these calls with like
10 executives in Beverly Hills

just talking about what kind of
shoes my character should be wearing.

Nobody suffers like a celebrity.

Come on man, it's not like that.

I'm just trying to relate here.

Actor to actor. You and
I are in the same boat.

You are not in my boat.

We are not even sailing the same ocean.

I believe in art.

I believe in beauty.

I believe in creating
characters that connect

with people in a deep
meaningful, honest place.

That is the theatre.

You made your choice.

You sold your soul.

I'm fighting for mine.

Is that what you and
Dennis fought about?

What?

The guys with the money always
think they know what's best.

He wanted to do the classics.

Solomon's Siege is an important work.

It is going to be Brechtian
in scope and power.

We are going to expose Dreider Minerals

for who they really are.

The mining disaster.

Yeah, that they covered up.
That they're still covering up.

Twenty of their top executives
are coming to see it.

They bought out the first
two rows for opening night.

Like they could intimidate us.

Dennis could silence you.

No money no new theatre.
No opening night.

But Dennis didn't take the money away.

Because he never got the chance.

You think I killed him.

The murder weapon did come
from your dressing room.

There are a dozen people

- in and out of that room all day, every day.
- Okay.

Where were you the
morning Dennis was killed?

At the park.

- Lots of witnesses.
- No, before that.

You left the theatre and you
followed Dennis to the bank.

No I didn't.

I walked out the door and I saw
Dennis drive away with Angelica.

You know Angelica Holander?

Angelica's our driving force.

She loves the theatre more than anyone.

Thank God.

I gotta get out of here.

I'm going stir crazy in here.

I'm done being charitable, Angelica.

Dennis didn't meet you at the bank.

You were with him at
the theatre that morning.

You lied to us.

If the bank found out
what really happened,

that would be the end of my career.

I cannot afford to lose my job.

It was your idea to take
the money, wasn't it?

Yes... Yes, okay?

But Dennis wanted to return
it and I agreed with him.

- I did not kill him.
- And we're supposed to believe you?

Go to the bank.

In the locked drawer of
my desk you will find them,

I filled out all the forms.

All the transfer slips needed
to close out those mortgages.

They would all be paid in full.

It is all in there.

And why didn't you
process the transactions?

The bank wasn't open yet.

Dennis was murdered, and I'm in here.

Craig says he did not
follow Dennis to the bank.

No, I didn't see him.

But there was someone there...

There was someone on the street...

a girl in a beret or something...
I didn't think anything of it.

Is that her? Right there?

Yeah! Yeah! I'm sure it was her.

That's Cyndee Pratt.

No sign of Cyndee Pratt at
the theater or anywhere else.

And Cyndee Pratt isn't her real name.

It's Cyndee Horvath.

Nice Rafalski!

Cyndee Horvath...

Cyndee Horvath...

Arrested 2016. Disturbing the peace.

2017. Arrested in Sudbury.

She threatened her mother
with a kitchen knife.

The charges were dropped.
Knife wasn't real.

Didn't Wes say that the
murder weapon had clay on it.

That's right.

Alright so on my show we
used to use rubber knives.

And our prop guy,
Christopher; He would make them

- by casting molds of the real thing using...
- Clay.

We need to talk to
somebody who knows her.

Her mother.

I haven't talked to
my daughter in a year.

Why did she threaten you?

- Wasn't much of a threat.
- Enough to call the police.

We got into an argument over college.

I set her up for a geology degree.

Full scholarship paid
for by the company.

Smart girl like her coulda
been running the mine

instead of digging
underground like her mother.

Are we talking about Dreider Minerals?

Yeah... I've been mining
nickel my entire life for them,

just like my daddy before me.

There was an accident at the mine?

Two years ago.

Number three collapsed.

Company said it was a rockburst,

but we all knew it was bad engineering.

I was trapped for four days.

They paid me to keep
my mouth shut about it.

They're doing a play about it in Bishop.

Craig Rykart.

Showed up around here, interviewed me.

Filled Cyndee's head full of ideas about

how he was going to
get justice through art.

She decided to run off with him.

Girl half his age.

Hey, what is this stuff?

Ammonium nitrate.

I'm gonna blow these
rocks to smithereens.

You keep this stuff around here?

You gonna report me?

I got a blasting license from the mine.

It's all legal.

Does Cyndee know where
you keep this stuff?

Your company buried the
truth along with those bodies.

You think a stack of money
is the equal of a human being.

What the hell is going on?

We're having a dress rehearsal.

Everyone needs to exit
the theatre calmly,

and the officers will help you out.

This is ridiculous.

Do not move, Mr. Rykart.

You need to stay perfectly still.

- Where's Cyndee?
- I'd like to know too.

She abandoned me.

Raise your arms in the air slowly.

For God's sake.

Cyndee isn't anywhere in the building

so her mother must have tipped her off.

You're saying she's a terrorist.

Just a confused girl.

Who knows how to make a real bomb?

- That's what we think, yeah.
- She wants to blow me up.

You, and the first two rows

of Dreider Mine executives
on opening night.

Yeah, that's a terrorist. That
doesn't sound confused to me.

Alright, let me ask you something:

In the back of a props room.
With a girl half your age.

How many soulful acting
lessons were you giving her?

- Alright, alright...
- I'm just saying.

She's a confused girl.

And you're a dick.

Did she kill Dennis?

It's looking like it.

When he pulled the plug on the play.

She must have followed him to the bank.

She waited until he was alone.

There were no signs of a struggle,

so she must have caught him by surprise.

What are you doing here?

Okay, so Cyndee's out there
carrying around a bomb?

Do I need protection?

Keep the acting lessons
in your pants, Craiger.

Cyndee Horvath, AKA Cyndee Pratt.

We need everybody looking for her.

Airport, bus station.
Canvassing the actors homes,

anyone she may have known.

Sudbury police have
already been notified.

And if we see her?

Proceed with caution.

She is very dangerous.

- It's Dave, leave a message.
- Hey Dave...

I know you think this
machine was all about me,

but really, it was for you.

Just keep it at home if you want.

I don't care...

Hey, TV star.

I booked us an amphitheater.

Are you ready for the
performance of your career?

I can't get ahold of
Harley, just voicemail.

Are you sure she said amphitheater?

Yes, but there isn't an
amphitheater anywhere around here.

Well, she's not going to take
him back to the Beamlight.

Hold the phone.

You said she was pissed off
at Dreider Minerals, right?

You think she'll go to the offices?

No. They have an abandoned mine

about twenty minutes outside of town.

And there's a pit at the entrance.

Like a natural amphitheater?

- Exactly.
- Come on.

Alright.

I talked to your mom.

She's worried about you.

Did she tell you she's
dying of lung cancer?

No.

Toxic gas was released in the collapse.

She was breathing it in for four days.

There were three dead around her.

One of them was our neighbor.

They gave my mother money to
sign a non disclosure agreement.

Yeah, those bastards...

they paid her off to shut
her up about her own murder.

How is blowing me up
gonna solve anything?

20 executives from the mine
were coming opening night.

I was going to use the
bomb to hold them hostage

until they admitted what they did.

Just like the play.

You killed Dennis because
he was gonna stop the play!

I didn't wanna do it.

I didn't have anything against Dennis.

I just needed to get to opening night,

but Dennis was gonna ruin that.

Come to the station. Make a statement.

I'm sure the press would love
to hear about Dreider Minerals

and everything that they've done.

Right, so it gets buried
in a local newspaper?

I don't think so!

I want the world to know.

We're gonna live stream right now.

This is a message

to the board of directors
of Dreider Minerals.

You will admit to your
negligence in the collapse

of mine number three.

You have 90 minutes to meet my demands

or Harley Carter will die for your sins.

Did you read it?

I read it last night.

Did you memorize it?

A neat little trick I have.

Monologue in act three.

Perform it for our viewers.

Show me what you've got, okay?

Show me what kind of
actor you really are.

You've made your point.

I'm sorry, did you want me to
take an hour off that timer?

No, that's an emphatic no.

Okay.

Get outta my eye line.

Action.

Who are you men

that take your seats
at the boardroom table

and think that the world should
bend to your specifications?

For what? Money,

power, ego?

To you the miners are points of light

in the dark abyss. Merely
underground fireflies.

An inconvenience.

You don't know their struggle,

their joy,

all the love that they gave.

Gone because all that
matters in your world is you.

Who are you men

that are blind to the
wonders of life around you?

They matter.

You matter.

What about the rest of it?

He's done!

Drop the gun and turn
off the timer, Cyndee.

Come on Cyndee.

Yes, thank you.

Thank you Cyndee.

Okay.

No-no-no. She
knocked it down to 1:30!

You're gonna put the gun
down or Harley Carter is dead!

No-no-no, let's just take it easy!

Let's talk about this, okay?

Harley!

Harley, stop!

There's no way to stop it!

Just get the hell outta her!

Harley, don't be an idiot!

We can cut the wires.

Red wire. Green wire.

There's no time!

It's fifty-fifty!

Harley, Stop!

Harley, just stop!

Harley!

Get off me!

- Stop moving, stop moving you meatball!
- Pull the green one.

The green ones always
worked on the show.

Just pull the green one.

Pull it! Go!!

It worked!

It worked! How'd you
know that would work?!

Well it worked on your
dumb coffee machine!

Alright, get me out of this thing.

Hey.

You're a stupid idiot.

- What were you thinking?
- I don't know.

I don't know... Look, I might
not be able to save the world,

but at least I can save
my little piece of it.

Should've pulled the green one.

We managed to avoid a
major incident in our town.

And I mean major.

Do you all want to know how?

By not making presumptions.

Because when you presume...

You press you against me?

No...

you get tunnel vision.

Now, Detective Shaw here
avoided tunnel vision.

She didn't presume.

She followed all the leads.

She saved our town.

I think Harley had
something to do with it.

Modesty didn't save the day, Detective.

Good police work did.

And let that be a lesson to all of you.

Good work, Carter.

Well I guess that will have to do.

Around here, that's like
winning the Academy Award.

No, it's better.

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