All language subtitles for Medium.S05E15.WEBRip.x264-FGT

Previously on Medium:

Name's Autumn Colville.

Mother reported her
missing yesterday.

(gasps)

The blood.

And that corpse.

What corpse?

Scanlon just called.

They found the remains
of Autumn Colville.

There were several more
duffel bags down there.

When they opened them up,
they found

the butchered body parts
of two more girls.

Looks like we got ourselves
a serial killer.

I got a call from
Ashley's father today.

He's convinced that
his daughter is sharing

her antianxiety medication
with you.

ARIEL:
There's this girl,

and she won't leave me alone

and she won't let me study

or concentrate...
Wait a second. Hold on.
What girl?

Stacey Anne Burrows.

Stacey Anne-- is she dead?

ALLISON:
We decided that

if the doctor thinks
that this medicine

will improve the quality

of your life,

I will try to get
that appointment

as soon as possible.

CAITLYN:
Allison Dubois?

I'm Caitlyn Lynch.

I'm with
the Lydecker Corporation.

You're offering me a job?

What exactly does it mean when
they say "high six figures"?

Means you need
to call her tomorrow.

You need to find out
what this is all about.

So you think
I should take it?

How do you not take it?

LYDECKER:
These are employee dossiers.

I'd like you to spend
some time with them.

See if there's

anyone among this group
that gives you pause.

Well, he's really the only
person who jumped out at me.

And this is the only employee
that you're worried about?

CAITLYN:
He's Justin Lydecker.

Mr. Lydecker's son.

Your father is interested
in my impressions

of things, people,

which is why I think he wanted
me to sit down with you.

Yeah.

That's what I figured.

He wants you to tell him
if his only son

is permanently screwed up
or if I can be...

salvaged.

Lee, it's me.

I just had another dream.

I think it happened again,
another murder.

The dreams you've been
having about the murders,

did you mention your dreams
to your colleague?

Dreams that we're talking about

have nothing to do
with Lydecker.

Your dreams, your impressions,

they belong to
Lydecker now.

They are actually
the intellectual property

of our company.

If you ever

breach your contract again,

I will litigate
you with a vigor

unlike anything you have
ever experienced in your life.

(whispers):
Justin.

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ALLISON (whispers):
Justin.

Oh, my God, it was Justin.

He knows.

Hold on a second, wait.

I'm not following.

Who-who is this "he"?

What is it you're saying
that he knows?

And while we're at it,
where are you going?

I think I need
to get dressed.

I need to go
tell somebody.

But, Allison...

it's not even
6:00 in the morning.

Tell me.

That maniac who's
killing all those women,

gouging their
eyes out,

it's Justin Lydecker.

Justin Lydecker?

Douglas
Lydecker's son,

my boss's son, his only
son, his only child.

And I think he knew, or
at least he suspected.

I think that's
why he hired me.

To do what?

To get confirmation?

That, and the
special added bonus

that if I ever dreamt
the awful truth,

I couldn't do anything with
those dreams because...

He owns them.

Your dreams are his.

That's-that's very smart.

Guess that's how you
get to be Douglas Lydecker.

So what are you gonna do?

I have to tell
the district attorney.

Maybe if I hurry
up, I can get there

before Devalos arrives.

Nobody will see me.

No one will ever know.

Allison.

Caitlyn.

I had a very interesting dream
about you last night.

You were having a conversation
with your husband

about things you saw
in your sleep.

And then you made a decision
to come here

and share what you saw
with your old boss.

Well, then you know
everything there is to know.

Why don't you come in with me,

and we can talk to
the district attorney together.

Allison, I'm not going in there.

And you're not going in there.

It's simply not
going to happen.

I beg to differ.

Allison, if you go
in that building

and have the conversation
you intend to,

you'll be forcing Mr. Lydecker
to take legal action.

I'm trying to help you.

This is difficult
for me, too.

Well, let me make it easier.

Here, I quit.

It doesn't
work that way.

Go back and read
your contract.

Quitting doesn't release you
from the terms of our agreement.

Far from it.

If you breach your contract

in any way
at any time,

Lydecker can and
will sue you.

They will go after
all of your assets.

And when those are depleted,
they'll go after

any collective assets
you may have with your husband.

I'm talking about
your home, Allison.

I'm talking about
your husband's stake

in his venture with
Cavanaugh Industries.

I'm talking about
any college fund

you may have started
for your girls.

Allison, Lydecker has
an army of lawyers.

And I promise you,
there is nothing you own

that they won't find
and take away.

Women are dying horrible deaths.

I'm aware of that.

Mr. Lydecker is aware of that.

We all want it to stop.

It's just,
it cannot stop this way.

Allison, before you
play fast and loose

with your family's
future, please,

Mr. Lydecker
wants to see you.

He wants to discuss
this with you.

There's nothing to discuss.

Just hear him out.

Douglas is devastated
about this.

I promise you,
he is not an evil man.

And he has a plan
on how to handle this.

ARIEL:
Are you trying
to tell me something?

The thing is,
if it's something important,

I want to hear you.

I want to help.

But if it isn't...

...I'm going to
the doctor's tomorrow,

and I'm gonna try
and get him to give me pills.

And then I won't
be able to hear you.

It will be too late.

So... if you have
something to tell me...

WOMAN (whispers):
Ariel. Ariel.

Ariel, wake up.

Young lady,
wake up.

That's better.

We don't show these videos
for you to sleep through.

FRANKLIN ROOSEVELT:
...but because
they had grown tired

of unemployment and insecurity,
of government...

LYDECKER:
That girl, Karina Tyler,

the first victim,

she worked here, you know.

A summer intern.

Justin...

oh, he couldn't stop
looking at her.

And when she came
to talk to me about

his... disturbing behavior...

...I did what I'd always done.

I-I paid her to go away,
quickly, quietly.

It worked with the girls
he frightened in high school,

the girls he...

forced himself on in college.

It seemed to work with her.

But then...

months later...

...when I read that she
had gone missing,

I couldn't...
I couldn't help but wonder.

But we weren't sure.

That's when I told
Mr. Lydecker about you.

I'd been reading about you,
hearing about you.

I told Mr. Lydecker that
if Karina wasn't just missing,

if she were dead,

that she might try
to reach out through you.

Well, you're right.

There's something
terribly wrong with your son.

And it's up to us to stop him.

We have to go to the district
attorney, tell him what we know.

LYDECKER:
No, no.

No.

It's been handled.

It's being handled.

No, I'm sorry, Mr. Lydecker,
it's not being handled.

It can't be handled.

Your son lives to kill,
and he will kill again.

And now that there's
no Detective Auerbach

cleaning up after him,
he will be caught.

You're aware of that, right?

He was paying a detective
to cover his tracks.

Detective Auerbach...

used to work for me.

He provided security
for company parties,

for events.

And after Justin

started getting into scuffles
in nightclubs,

I asked him to moonlight
as Justin's bodyguard,

keep him out of trouble.

Are you a fan of irony,
Mrs. Dubois?

Mr. Lydecker,

I appreciate your pain.

But there's really
only one thing to do.

Justin has to surrender
to the district attorney.

I know the district attorney.

I will go down there
with your son.

I will make sure
that he is treated fairly.

Well, that is
a very generous offer.

And it's one that I would
give serious consideration to

if my son were still
in this country.

What are you talking about?

Justin is in a safe place.

He's in the care of a physician
that I trust.

He's begun a course of therapy
to treat Justin's condition.

Therapy?
There is no therapy.

Are you aware
of chemical castration?

It's proven very effective

in the treatment of child
molesters, serial rapists.

His doctor is highly optimistic.

What about his victims?

There are four dead women
he has to account for.

The families
of those women

deserve justice.

Yes. And they'll get it.

A kind of justice, anyway.

I've begun making anonymous
donations to their families,

and they'll be extremely
well compensated.

Mrs. Dubois, believe me
when I tell you this.

The souls of these women will
always weigh heavily on me.

Allison?

Please
don't do anything foolish.

Like your dreams, keep this
conversation to yourself.

Just don't give me a reason
to behave in ways

that will make both of us
very unhappy.

(sighing)

Well?

I don't know.
I'm not a lawyer.

But this contract looks
pretty ironclad to me.

I think that the only thing to
do is to hire an attorney.

Even then I'm not holding
out a lot of hope.

I don't understand.

How can they control
who I talk to?

I mean, as long as
it's not a competitor...

No, Allison...

Well, the way
that I read that thing,

I'm not even supposed
to be having this
conversation with you.

Okay, be that as it may,

if Junior really is
under a doctor's care

in some foreign country, then
the immediate danger is gone.

There's really not all that
much to talk to Devalos about.

And as for getting
you out of there,

getting you out of your
contract, I mean,

I think that the
only thing to do

is to start looking for an
attorney in the morning.

I'm psychic.

Why didn't I see this coming?

How could I
have been so stupid?

Don't do that. You took the
job for all the right reasons.

And don't forget, you
had a lot of help.

I encouraged you.
I pushed you to take it.

Come on. Let's
just get some rest.

For one thing,

we got Ariel's doctors
appointment in the morning.

For another, maybe it will
give us some clarity.

Maybe things will look a
lot better in the morning.

I'm not nearly as convinced
of that as you are.

How you feeling?

Like somebody drugged me and
flew me to a foreign country

and locked me in
my room without TV.

Well, I am trying
to save your life.

You're trying to
save your business.

Daddy, you're trying
to save your reputation.

(chuckling)

It's not good
for the stock prices

if people read
that the CEO's son

likes to julienne
pretty young girls

and take their eyes
as souvenirs.

Probably would have made

for a contentious
stockholders' meeting as well.

Justin, do you not understand?

They are hours away
from arresting you.

You have any idea
what prison would be like

for someone like you?
(chuckling)

Okay. All right.

You just... you just keep
clinging to your pose

and I'll keep willing you into
accepting the second chance

that I am giving you,
whether you want it or not.

You pathetic slug.

You're such an ass.

Please. Please.
I can't breathe.

I can't...

(choking)

What? He wants to live?

How human of him.

(coughing)

You understand
about these treatments?

The doctor explained what
these pills are going to do?

Now.

In front of me.

(door closes)

(lock clicking)

Oh...

The nurse says we're next.
(phone ringing)

Do you hear me?

Hmm? What?

We're next.

You all right?

Yeah. I'm fine.

Just something with my new job.

Something I have
to tell my-my boss.

Or my boss's boss.

I tried to call,

but couldn't get a hold
of anyone this morning.

I'm okay here if you want to
step outside and use your cell.

No.

No, I'm fine.

I'm fine.

You want to just go?

What do you mean? Leave?

Honey,
what are you talking about?

You waited a long time
for this appointment.

What about your test
and your studying?

Ariel, it's going
to be all right.

This doctor knows me.

I think he's going
to understand.

NURSE:
Ariel Dubois?

Okay.

(knocking on door)

Diane? Are you out there?

(door opening)

Why is someone knocking
on my door?

(door closing)

(sighing)

Whoever you are, go away.

This is my serenity time.

I've been trying
to get to you all day.

Oh.

Sorry.

I've been in meetings.

On conference calls.

Mr. Lydecker's
out of the country, so...

Justin isn't taking
his medication.

And you know
this because...

Because I dreamt
it last night.

He's pretending. He really
doesn't want to get better.

That's not possible.
His father is with him.

He's supervising
the treatment himself.

He's putting on an act.

As soon as Mr. Lydecker
leaves the room,

Justin throws his
medication in the toilet.

(intercom beeps)

Can you get me
Mr. Lydecker, please?

You know where he is, right?

Tell him it's urgent.

(door opening and closing)

Allison?

Yeah, I'm afraid so.

Hmm.

How do you do that?

How do you know the exact moment

when everything from spaghetti
night is all cleaned up

and it's safe to come home, huh?

Hi. Very not funny.

Bridgette
and Marie asleep?

Yes. Just barely.

You ever get to Lydecker?

No. We just kept
calling and calling.

Finally, Caitlyn told me
just to come home.

That she'd keep trying
till she got him.

I just wish I knew where
they were stashing Justin.

I swear to God,
I would pick up the phone

and tell Devalos
everything I know.

See if maybe he could make
some kind of arrangement

with the authorities
and bring him back here.

Hey, did you happen to pick up
that medication for Ariel?

Yes, indeed.

All $97 worth of it.

Now the challenge is going to
be getting her to take it.

What are you talking about?

So, what's changed?

A week ago, all you could think
about was getting those pills.

I know.

You and Dad
must think I'm crazy.

There's this substitute teacher
at my school,

Miss Snowden.

And when I see her sometimes,
it's like someone's hurt her.

She's all bloody
and cut up and...

She's not really.

Not yet,
but it's like she's going to be.

So, is there's something
we should do?

Someone I should talk to?

I'm afraid that
if I take these pills,

Stacey Anne won't be able
to show me what I need to know.

You know that the PSATs
are the day after tomorrow?

I know.

And I know that these pills

will make everything
I'm seeing go away.

And I'll be able to concentrate.

But if something happens
to Miss Snowden...

something
that I could have prevented...

So, (sighs)

you think you could hang onto
these for a while for me?

Sure, honey.

(inhaling sharply)

What kind of a fool
do you take me for?!
(muffled yells)

It's time you take
your medicine.

(muffled screams)

(yelling)

All right, that's right,
that's all right.

You just go ahead,
you scream all you want!

You just scream all you want.

I sent the guards away.

It's just you and me.

I'm going nowhere
until these pills

are in your gullet!

Okay, come on.
Let me go!
(choking)

(gurgling)

Open up! Swallow!

Swallow, swallow, here we go.
(Justin groaning)

Open up, open, open.

Swallow!

Come on, come on.

Swallow.

Swallow. Swallow, swallow!

(groaning)

(screaming)

(glass shattering)

Oh, wow.

Isn't this fantastic?

Go ahead.

Pick an artery, Pop.

Which one you want me
to start with?

How about the carotid?

Huh? That's always
a winner for me.

(laughing)

(Lydecker screams,
Allison gasping)

(phone ringing)

Hello?

Allison?

It's Caitlyn.

Caitlyn, I've been trying
to reach you all night.

I know.
I've been on a plane.

I just landed.

I got your messages.

Allison, do you have a passport?

What? Yeah.

W-Wait a second.

There's something
I need to tell you.

I had another dream
about Justin and his father.

Please, Allison.

I think I already know.

I just... I'm sending
a car to your house.

It'll bring you
to the Phoenix airport.

The Lydecker hangar.

There will be a plane waiting.

It'll bring you here to me.

So we can talk.

W-Where am I going?

I'd really rather not say.

Wait, Caitlyn, no.

I-I'm a mother.

I-I have three children,
a husband.

I'm not getting on a plane

without them all knowing
where I'm going.

Mexico City.

The plane will land
in Mexico City.

A car will be waiting
to bring you to me.

Allison...

what's happened here
is horrible.

I really need you.

(siren whooping)

Allison, thank you for coming.

I wanted to fill you in
on what's happened here.

But I already know
what happened here.

No, I don't think that you do.

Apparently, a radical
terrorist faction,

was able to infiltrate
Mr. Lydecker's security force

here at his vacation compound.

They slaughtered him, Allison.

Douglas Lydecker
was butchered

by zealous anti-capitalists
determined to create chaos

in the Western World
and its financial markets.

Really?

And did they carve
his eyes out?

Why are you protecting him?

Why are you protecting
this monster?

It's not about him.

It's about Lydecker Industries

and the tens of thousands
of people who work there

and the hundreds of thousands
of people who own stock.

Allison, public appetites,
public perceptions--

those are the things
that I know a lot about.

You tell the world
that the son killed the father

and you've sullied
the Lydecker name forever.

That is the kind of scandal

that will destroy the company.

Kill sales,
crater the stock price.

But you tell the world

that this was
the work of terrorists?

Well, you can't buy
the public sympathy

and goodwill
that will engender.

People will rally
around the company.

They'll feel that it's their
duty to do so.

And what about Justin?

He's still out there.

What's to say
he won't kill again?

I am taking care of it.

I'm going to find Justin
and I will deal with him

in a way that doesn't hurt
the company or either of us.

Us? What do you mean, us?

Us. You and me.

All of our fates are tied
to Justin at this point.

We have all helped
to cover his crimes.

If Justin is ever

implicated in this murder,

I have no doubt
that he will happily detail

everything we've done

to help him elude
the authorities.

So, I suggest

you wipe that disapproving look

off your face and get on board.

We're in this together, Allison.

And the sooner you realize that,
the better.

(helicopter blades whirring)

MAN:
I love you.

Young lady.

First row?

Eyes front.

MISS SNOWDEN:
I think that you really
need to go now, Garrett.

Please.

I love you.

I don't understand.

Doesn't that mean anything
to you?

Garrett, don't do this.

I am as low
as I can possibly be.

Not that it matters to you
but this...

(sniffling)

This girl that I was tutoring
privately for the PSATs,

she died in a car accident
a couple weeks ago.

Drowned.

Today was the memorial and...

No, I just...
I need to be by myself.

(sniffling)

I need to not be worrying
about you.

I need you to go.

Please don't make me
call somebody.

I'm sorry about the girl.

But I'm staying here.

I'm sleeping here.

Put it down.

Put it down.

Go.

(school bell ringing)
Don't forget

to get a good night's sleep,
folks.

Tomorrow's the big day.

ARIEL:
Miss Snowden?

Yes?

Do you know somebody
named Garrett?

I-I'm sorry.
Wh-What is your name?

Young lady,
I'm talking to you.

You seem to know
some things about me

and I'd like to know how
and I'd like to know your name.

Sir?

Allison.

What are you doing here?

Douglas Lydecker's son?

I know I should've
told you sooner.

I debated with myself all
the way home on the plane

and then I landed,
I called Joe,

he told me to drive right
over here from the airport.

I'm so sorry.

You did what you had to do
to protect your family.

I understand that.

You were being threatened
by Douglas Lydecker.

That's a formidable threat.

He might still be alive today

if I just ignored him
and came right to you.

So, what happens now?

(sighs)

I really don't know.

If the Lydecker boy is truly
at large in a foreign country,

the first step would be
to try to extradite him.

And that's almost
impossible to do

without concrete
physical evidence.

You can't do anything?

Not at the moment.

I may talk to Justice, ask
some friends of mine there

to take a second and third
look at this terrorist thing

with an especially
jaundiced eye, but...

(chuckling)

What?

(chuckling)

I've been quaking
in anticipation

of this conversation.

Douglas Lydecker convinced me

that the second that I even
uttered his son's name to you,

the earth was just gonna open up

and swallow me
and my family whole.

But...

nothing is different now
that we had this conversation.

Nothing.

Nothing's gonna happen.

Except I know that Justin
Lydecker is gonna kill again.

All of us here
at the Lydecker Corporation

are obviously still reeling
with the news of the death

of our founder and CEO,
Douglas Lydecker.

But I want to reassure
all of our investors,

our customers and our
employees around the globe

that our business operations

will continue
without interruption.

I believe to do anything less
would be to suggest

that the savagery that ended

this great
industrial titan's life

was somehow effective

and that our founder's belief
in the power of ideas

to create worthwhile products

and meaningful employment
was somehow misplaced.

Of course, nothing could
be further from the truth.

Thank you.

REPORTER:
And that was the scene

at a hastily called press
conference in Mexico today

where Caitlyn...

(turns off TV)

Well, I'm glad somebody's
happy about all this.

Devalos actually said there
was nothing he could do?

Well, he needs evidence.

He needs Justin
to come back to America.

The first he doesn't have
and the second...

is never gonna happen.

So, he's right,
there's nothing to do.

Except of course,
for me to find a lawyer

to get me out of this
Lydecker contract.

But, hey...

that's why God
invented tomorrow.

Can I talk to you for a second?

I didn't know
what to do.

But I just didn't believe
that he would hurt her.

Not kill her, anyways.

And I just...

I left.

I ran away.

I mean, she doesn't know my name
or anything

and she's just a substitute,
but I feel like an idiot.

I don't know how I'm gonna go
in that classroom tomorrow

and take that test
with her standing there.

You think maybe
that was the point?

You think maybe Stacey Anne
just wanted

to play a big joke on me?

Try and get me to embarrass
myself with the teacher

who was gonna proctor the test?

I have no idea, honey,

but you are gonna walk
in that classroom.

You are gonna
take that test.

Obviously, I'll
just be mortified.

I'll just slink in
with my head down

and sit in the back and hope

that somehow
she doesn't notice me,

doesn't say anything.

What are you saying?

That you might want to take
one of those pills?

No, I don't think so.

I think the worst is over.

I think Stacey Anne
is done with me.

I think that the hardest part's
gonna be walking

through the door.

JUSTIN:
Go ahead.

Pick an artery, Pop.

Which one do you want me
to start with?

How about the carotid,

huh? That's always
a winner for me.

(laughs)

(Lydecker screams,
Caitlyn gasps)

(knocking on door)

(knocking continues)

(knocking continues)

Diane, are you out there?

Why is someone knocking
on my door?

She knew.

What?

Caitlyn knew Justin
was gonna kill his father.

She knew it before I did,

but she didn't do anything
to stop it.

You knew.

What?

No, "It's good
to have you back"?

No, "How was your flight?"

Just, "You knew."

So, what did I know, Allison?

What is it that you think
that I knew?

That Justin was gonna kill
his father.

When I came here that day

to tell you he wasn't taking
his medication,

you already knew.

You had dreamt it.

You-you...
you just let it happen.

That is quite an accusation.

So what? Now-now you're
just running the place?

Well, temporarily.

Ultimately, that will be up
to the board.

But presuming I do a good job...

Allison, this will be good
for you, too.

I understand
better than most

what a valuable asset
you can be.

I understand
what a real value you are

to a company like ours.

You let Mr. Lydecker die.

I saw it, Caitlyn.
I am onto you,

and I'm not gonna let you
get away with it.

Get away with what exactly?

I mean, even if

you were accurate
about any of this,

you still haven't suggested

that I actually did anything,
have you?

I mean, all that might have
happened was maybe I had a dream

and didn't tell anyone.

That's what you're saying,
right?

That's not a crime.

Now I need
to freshen up.

Have a little
contemplation time.

Oh, I was thinking in maybe
about an hour,

we'll have a little meeting,

you, me,
some of the division leaders.

I have some big plans
I'm gonna lay out.

Do you even know where he is?
Justin?

He is dangerous!

You told me you were gonna do
something about him.

No. Actually, I have no idea.

That's part of what
I was counting on you for.

Allison, you seem
to have a

special dream connection
with him.

(intercom beeps)

DIANE:
Caitlyn, you're 11:00 is here.

Allison, I need you to go.

I need to get on with my day.

Oh, Allison,
remember,

you're still under
contract here.

And I expect you to honor

the same level
of confidentiality

that existed before
Mr. Lydecker passed on...

or face the same
consequences.

Please take a moment to complete
the personal information

in section A.

Take one test booklet

and pass the rest
to the person behind you.

(mouthing)

And your 25 minutes begins now.

Eyes front, no talking.

(doorbell rings)

(doorbell rings)

GARRETT:
Julie, come on! Open the door!

I know you're in there.

(doorbell rings)

It's Wednesday, 10:30.
It's a school night.

Don't pretend you can't hear me.

I still got my key.
I'm coming in, okay?

(door creaks)

Julie?

Julie?

It's Garrett.

I'm coming in, okay?

Julie?

(screams)

Hey, you okay?

It's okay, honey.

Look...

They said that you could take
that test again

in a couple months.

Look, I know
you're disappointed.

I know you put a lot
of pressure on yourself.

And maybe next time
we should rethink
this pill thing.

I mean, if... if that's
what makes it easier for you

to deal with these
situations...

Someone's gonna take her eyes.

What?

Miss Snowden... on a Wednesday,

around 10:30, someone's gonna
come into her house

and cut her up
and take her eyes.

Diane, can you make my 11:00
a lunch meeting?

I want to go down to R&D
in the morning.

DIANE:
Yes, of course.

Thank you.

REPORTER:
Justin Lydecker, son of recently
deceased billionaire

Douglas Lydecker, was arrested
earlier this evening

in connection with a grisly
string of murders

in the Phoenix area.

We're told the case broke
when Justin Lydecker

was caught breaking into
and entering an apartment

of a local teacher.

The authorities have confirmed
that Lydecker had numerous

surgical knives
in his possession

at the time of the arrest.

The police are also said
to be investigating a theory

that the young man may actually
have been responsible

for his father's death in Mexico
City earlier this week,

a murder that was initially...
Oh, my God.

DIANE (intercom beeps):
Ms. Lynch?

Not now.

I'm sorry,
but Allison Dubois is here.

She has the district attorney
with her.

(door opens)

Oh...

Come in.

Have a seat.

DEVALOS:
Thank you, but that's okay.

We won't be staying
that long.

I see that you already know

about the arrest
of Justin Lydecker.

Yes, I'm-I'm shocked.

I knew he was troubled,
but I had no idea...

ALLISON:
Stop, Caitlyn. Just stop.

He knows everything.

Justin-- at
the request

of his counsel--
became quite talkative

when I took the death penalty
off the table.

He shared some very interesting
information about you.

Apparently, you knew

all about his intentions
towards his father.

Said he discussed it
with you at length.

That you had tipped
him off in advance

that his father planned
to transport him to Mexico

and that you even suggested
that that might be

the perfect place for him
to kill his father.

That you knew you could
pay off the right officials

to make it look
like an act of terror.

Let me make sure I understand.

You're accusing me of some sort
of crime based on the word

of an admitted serial killer?

Well, if that's all you have,
I'm quite confident that

my attorney's will make short
work of these accusations.

Actually, our case doesn't hinge
on Justin's word

as much as on the combined
contents of his

voice mail inbox
here at Lydecker,

his personal cell phone
text-message records

and the testimony
of some of the officials

that you paid off in Mexico.

So do you want
to take a moment

to make that phone call
to your attorneys now

or would you prefer to wait
till we get downtown?

I'd prefer to make that call
now, if you don't mind.

Not a problem.

Mrs. Dubois and I
will wait outside.

Oh, Allison.

I'm sure
you'll understand

that after I get off the phone
with my attorneys,

I'll be calling Human Resources

and instructing them
to terminate your contract,

retrieve you car,
collect any keys,

computer data,
documents,

any items of clothing
that might have been purchased

with corporate funds.

I'll also be sending someone
to your house

to retrieve any property
that might have been purchased

with corporate dollars.

You understand, don't you?

Yes, I understand...

(keys clatter)

...and I'm grateful.
(laughs softly)

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