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I, Aaron Wallace,

am serving a life sentence
for something I didn't do.

No!

But today, I've got a way
to fight back.

I'm gonna start attacking
the D. A. case by case.

This is gonna get me home.

This man has preened
before the press.

He has used his position
in prison

to find vulnerable inmates
and twisted their cases around

to malign me and my record.

Daddy!

I'm gonna need you,

and your grandson
is gonna need you, too.

Aaron Wallace is the rat.

I can't do this
without you, Jamal.

You're my only friend here.

Hold on!

I didn't create
this situation. You did.

You might want
to take some responsibility,

instead of lashing out
at the people who've come

to clean up your mess.

All that chatter
about you and the riot,

I'll make sure it gets buried.

You're mine now.

Marie unearthed a game‐changer.

That girl
who OD'd at the club ‐‐

I got her hospital records.

Which can get me my retrial.

I am compelled to find
that a retrial is warranted.

Yes!

Mr. Wallace deserves
an opportunity

to present his defense
before a new jury.

I have a way for all of this
to come to an end.

Take the deal.

You're a very smart man,
Mr. Wallace.

Do the smart thing.

I used to have a vision
of what it would be like,

of seeing a jury declare
my innocence

in front of the world...

of finally stepping out
of this place,

no longer
a convicted drug kingpin ‐‐

just a man going home
to his family.

But that was a long time ago,

before I knew
what it would take,

before I understood

how powerful the forces
against me really were

and what they're willing to do.

Going after my wife...

threatening my friends...

leveraging everything
I care about against me.

So, what if that
was just a fantasy?

What if life doesn't
really work that way?

What if I somehow get my freedom

but have to give up the justice?

Would I be able
to live with that?

Yeah. No,
they both just got here.

He's probably gonna run them
through the deal.

You know
Roswell's not his lawyer.

You don't have to let him in.

His license is still suspended.

He's got no right to be there.

I thought you wanted
to be able to know

what they're thinking.

You'll be able
to hear everything?

Everything.

Fine. Let me know.

So, you can be free?

Time served, but no exoneration.

I'm still a felon.

And no law license.

He can just take that from you?

He's gonna be
Attorney General, Marie.

Think about this, though, Aaron.

It's a panic move.

Their most important witness
fled the country?

Your friend Michael could be
ready to recant.

Plus, you're gonna get an
incredibly sympathetic jury now

in the Bronx.

Mm‐hmm.

They know they're screwed,
Aaron.

That's why they don't
want you to finish this.

Yeah, but they're
going after Marie.

For looking
at someone's medical records.

I've never heard of anyone
being charged with that.

Worst case, they report her
to the hospital.

What? She loses her job?
No.

No, I can't have that.

Not after how hard you worked.

What about the transfer order?

When's that
supposed to go through?

Uh, four days.

Okay, so you can sit
in your cell and wait till then?

Unless the warden forces me to
take my meals in the cafeteria

or throws me in the yard.

Aaron Wallace
gets killed in here

days after he very publicly
gets awarded a retrial?

There's no way.

This is all a bluff.

Doesn't mean we have to call it.

You're really willing
to let go of being a lawyer?

After all you've worked for?

No, me becoming a lawyer
was just a means to an end.

Oh, don't give me that.

You're better than
almost anybody I've ever seen.

That's more important
than knowing for sure I can
get home to my family?

Aaron, maybe you never
stopped for long enough

to think about what it is

you've really accomplished
in here.

I just hate to see you
throw all that away.

Last night...

holding our grandson in my arms

and thinking about his future,

I felt so sure
that he would always know

that you fought.

For yourself, for your name,
for his name.

Because you were innocent.

You were innocent,

and they took that
from you anyway.

So I want the bastards
who send men

to my daughter's hospital room
the day after she gave birth

to swallow that

and then watch you
walk out of here on your own

because you showed the
world they were wrong
and you were right.

If you accept
what they're offering,

you'll be letting them take
who you've become.

That little boy
shares your name, Aaron.

We need to do this for him.

Whatever it takes.

Attention Block C.

Exit your cells
and line up for lunch.

Heard you're taking your meal
in here?

Yeah.

There a problem with that?

I know
Hunt's in the D. A.'s pocket.

Most everyone thinks
it's messed up,

warden being owned like that.

Yeah?

Most everybody gonna
stop me from getting killed

if I step out of here?

I wouldn't bet the farm on it.

I guess that sympathy
doesn't help me much,
now, does it, Huey?

Word is, you got offered a deal.

I'd take it and get
the hell up out of here.

That's what I'm doing.

You quit?

I'm getting out
while the getting's still good.

I'll make sure
you get your meal.

Hey.

I keep asking about Jamal.

I'm his lawyer.

I got a right to see him.

I'll see what I can do.

You do what you're gonna do,
man, but take me out of it.

I'm gonna be fine either way.

You know they're gonna charge
you with attempted murder.

And now Maskins owns the
warden, they're gonna throw
the whole book at you.

You think I ain't know that
before I ran into the gym

with a shiv?
I know, but it's ‐‐

But nothing, man.
Listen.

I'm the guy
who took out The Man.

Which means I'm the man now.

Alright?

Either way, my time is gonna be
better in here now.

Just take me out of it.

Tell me what you're thinking.

Marie's the one
pushing me to fight.

That's got to feel good.

Roswell thinks
they're panicking.

But desperate people
are dangerous.

By the time I get to trial,

Maskins is gonna be
Attorney General.

There are so many ways
they can work me over.

And how am I gonna stay safe
in this place?

Got Cassius' crew needing to
take me out to save their names.

Got everybody else thinking
maybe I'm a rat.

Was that even legal, man?
What they did?

The ‐‐ The D. A.
Getting to the warden,

muscling you?
No.

There's no way to prove it.

Unless I could break
one of the guards...

get someone to snitch.

Huey buried my burner.

I just found out he gave notice.

You know he's the one
who set you up in the gym

when he thought
I was gonna take you out?

Yeah, he got
a guilty conscience.

Nah.
Ain't that guilty, man.

Sounds like
you don't got a choice.

Just accept what you got
and be grateful.

Yeah?

Just know that it was you
who got you where you are.

Them caving right now?
That means you won.

Take that home with you.

And go meet your grandson.

Hmm.

I understand you'll be
taking the mantle.

Big shoes to fill.

Well, hopefully,
I can walk my own path.

Institutions are bigger
than people.

That's how we get corrupted,

even if you have
the best of intentions.

Speak for yourself, Henry.

Oh, I do.

Now that I'm not inside it.

And we are all glad
you saw the light.

Come on, Dez.

This can't be what you signed up
for when you took the job.

Playing things this way?

I mean, really?

This is everything we agreed to.

Mr. Roswell
has already read it over.

Hope your wife's
still gonna respect you.

But then, maybe your name
wasn't worth all that much

to begin with.

You know what?

I'm gonna need a few more days
to think about it.

I think I'll just commute
back and forth to Albany,

and Beth and Charlie
will stay here.

At least until he graduates.

Hey, let me call you back.

Someone just
stepped into my office.

I'll talk to you later?

What happened?

Hunt's a maniac.
That's what happened.

What did Hunt say exactly
to make him change his mind?

He baited him, Glen.
What difference does it make?

Because I need to know
what Wallace is thinking.

Well, now you don't,
because Wallace figured out

Hunt's got microphones
everywhere.

What's going on with you?

I don't understand
why we're playing this game.

And, frankly,
I'm not comfortable

with some of our tactics.

Hunt's not going to let
Wallace get hurt,

as long as he stays in his cell,

and that's exactly
what he'll do.

Yeah, and gunning
for Wallace's wife?

What's our next move?

Grab his daughter
out of the hospital,

throw her in jail
for cutting school?

You really want
to start your career as D. A.

Having to retry this case?

When one of our star witnesses
has disappeared

and we have no idea
if the other one will
stick to his story?

Angelo Torres
didn't just disappear, Glen.

You helped him flee the country.

Be very careful, Dez.

And what makes you think

that Michael Miller
won't stick to his story?

Did you coerce him
nine years ago?

Is that why?

You're not starting to think
Wallace is innocent?

I don't know, Glen.

And I don't think
you do, either.

Henry!

What?
You don't love me anymore?

I've been trying you for hours.

Hanging on by a thread,
trying to save my marriage,
and somehow find a new job.

Come on!

You're the most qualified
unemployed former prison warden

in the history of New York.

You left out "disgraced."
Now, what do you want?

Thought you might want
to know that Cyrus Hunt
ended the lockdown early

to put your favorite prisoner
at risk.

I also think he's gonna ignore

that transfer order
you got for Aaron, too.

Damn it.

To top it off,

he's been planting microphones
all over the place,

passing intel to Maskins
on Aaron's witnesses.

Now, listen, I know
you're busy sulking,

but it kind of makes you want
to do something about it,

don't you think?

I'm all ears.

Aaron's got a way
to smack Maskins

and get himself
out of there fast.

Thanks, Joey.

C.O. came to my cell,

said you were ready to see me
about my complaint.

I figured you needed something,
so I played along.

Yeah, I figured
I could count on you.

Yeah.

The word is going around.

You're a marked man.

Yeah.

That's why I need your help.

Well, you can just
jump right past the part

where you're gonna warn me
about all it's gonna cost me.

'Cause whatever you need,
you know I got you.

I want you to file a complaint

that the C. O. s brought you
to the gym and roughed you up

Tuesday morning
around 8:00.

I'm gonna be representing you.

I'm gonna demand to see
the surveillance footage.

I'll subpoena for it
if I have to.

Whatever happens,
I got your back.

Thanks, man.

I got 15 minutes before
I got to be back from lunch.

I know you always disagreed
with my approach here.

It's not
that I disagreed, ma'am.

It's that you never asked
any of us what we thought.

We all had ideas, too, you know.

Well, I hear Cyrus Hunt listens
to what everybody says ‐‐

with microphones.

Did you know he leaked
Aaron Wallace's witness list

and all kinds of confidential
information about his case

to Glen Maskins?

No.

But I saw Hunt watching
and taking notes.

Yeah, well,
now Hunt's upped his game.

He's ended the lockdown so that
Wallace would be intimidated.

What do you want from me?

I need to get my hands on
the raw footage from the gym ‐‐

Tuesday morning
around 8:00.

Maskins threatening Wallace.

It shouldn't be hard to find.

Ma'am, I need this job.

And I'll make sure
you don't lose it.

Heard you turned down the deal.

I couldn't let them
have my name.

Man, you're crazier
than I thought.

No.

I just got principles.

Anyways, got a package for you.

Aaron Wallace is now
defending a prisoner

who claims he was assaulted
in the Bellmore gym.

He's subpoenaed
surveillance footage

of the supposed incident.

What day?

This past Tuesday,
8:00 a. m. to 9:00 a. m.

You know what this is about?

This is Hunt.

Did you record
my conversation with Wallace

in the gym on your surveillance?

Surveillance cameras run 24/7,
Glen. You know that.

You have microphones out there?

Sure. I mean,
it's unclear of their range ‐‐

Doesn't matter.
The body language alone.

H‐Hold on.
No one's gonna see it.

What are you worried about?

Erase it, Cyrus.

Erase it how?

Are you kidding me?

Just figure it out.

Let me know when it's done.

I don't even want to know
what I just heard.

But you did hear.

So now you're in
as deep as I am.

Okay, here's the situation.

Henry Roswell and I are
going over to the D. A.'s office.

They're gonna ask me
some questions

about how I got
those hospital records

that helped us find
Lexi Richardson.

They may even ask
about Jose Rodriguez.

Remember your dad's first case?

Dad told me he asked you
to do something for him.

Now there's a chance
they may arrest me.

What?

To try and scare us
into backing down,

but we ain't doing that.

Not when we've come this far.

I don't understand why
all of this is happening.

It's just them
doing what they do.

'Cause he got his retrial,
and they're scared now.

But we'll get through it,
'cause that's what we do.

You can go ahead
and have a seat.

Ready when you are,
Mr. O'Reilly.

According to the clerk
at the hospital, you told him

you wanted to see the records
from that night

because you were doing
a Naloxyn study.

That's correct.

But, as it turns out,
you wanted to see those records

so you could find out
the name of the young woman

who had overdosed
at your husband's club.

On advice of counsel,

I'm going to plead the fifth
on that one.

Is it true that you received
no approval from any supervisor,

nor was anyone
at your hospital aware

that you were supposedly
engaging in this study?

We can make this
a lot quicker for you, Dez.

She's gonna take the fifth
from here on out.

Ms. Wallace, we have
a sworn affidavit

from a custody officer
at Bellmore named Nick Trammell.

He asserts, on July 21, 2019,
that your husband

handed you a letter
in the Bellmore visiting room.

He recalls that the letter
was addressed to a Jose

and signed
by someone named Molly.

Jose was the name of
your husband's first defendant,

and Molly was the key witness
in that trial.

Did you know that that note,
which was then used as evidence,

was forged?

You know the warden
got Trammell to lie

and go after my wife?

Aw, geez. I'm sorry.

Yeah, everybody's sorry.

How do you even put on
that uniform every day
and go to work at that place?

Guess I just try to be
as fair as I can to everybody.

No. No, you don't.

Wasn't until I impressed you
at the D. A.'s office that day

that you started to
see me as anything more
than just a number.

I know you got it rough
right now.

Doing what I can.

While I'm waiting for the judge
to rule on my subpoena,

I'm gonna need some time
with my wife and Roswell

in the hallway.

Yeah, man.
Of course.

It was all a lie.

The guard never even
saw that letter.

We know, and she completely
held her own.

Yeah, but she could
get arrested.

We had a deal on the table, and
we should have just taken it.

Listen to me.
What?

We are not gonna let
this stop us.

Just means we have to dig in
and fight harder.

We know the judge is gonna
grant that subpoena.

We just need a little more,

one more thing
to squeeze Maskins.

Yeah, but what?

What about Michael?

If we could at least
get a statement from him,

Henry can use that
to pressure them.

Maybe I can go over and ‐‐ No.

No.

Get your phone out.

I'm gonna record something.

Good?

Hey, Mikey.

Now, I understand
how bad you must be feeling

about how everything
is going down.

And I get you were too scared
to go back inside.

Now that I've been through it,
seen what it is,

I understand a man doing
anything to keep himself out.

Even throwing his best friend
under the bus.

You remember when we were kids?

That deal we had?

Whenever we got in trouble, one
would step up for the both of us

and take the licks.

I've done nine years
for you, Mikey.

Now it's your turn
to take the licks.

Please, Mikey.

Come on, man.

Help me get out.

Please.

Heard you talked your way
out of the infirmary.

Now you're asking to see me.

Yeah, it's a lot of new moving
parts around here these days.

Might be time to shake it up.

So now you want to play
shot‐caller? Is that it?

Way I see it, man,

we can go to war,
carve this whole place up.

Or we call a truce,

take the Aryans down
once and for all,

run this place together.

Cassius' boys are gonna want
someone to answer for him.

Mm. Aaron Wallace.

You think we're gonna
fall for that again?

Hear me out, man.

Just might got something
to make everybody happy.

Come on.
Jamal wants to talk to you.

This ain't the way
to the infirmary.

He got himself out
a few hours ago.

I guess you didn't
see him in the pod.

No.

He knows you can't
get out of there during the day,

so we arranged this.

Jamal?

It's alright, lawyer man.

We just want to talk.

It is what it is.

Mm, mm, mm.

I thought
you'd still be in solitary

after what you did to Wild Bill.

Yeah, I'm gonna need
representation for that.

But I hear
you're not gonna be around.

That depends ‐‐

Alright, that's enough!

You heard him!
Back off!

Hey, that's enough!
Get them out of here now!

We got what we came for.

Everybody's gonna know about it.

Let's go!

Come on. Come on.

You alright?

What the hell you doing?

Your debt's paid, man.

Which means even if you lose,
I got your back.

Like always, for good.

Yeah, well, I had my own plan.

It didn't involve a beatdown.

Remember how you said
Huey might be turning your way?

Yeah, well,
we turned him around.

Got you a twofer.

You want to tell me
what the hell this is?

It's how I leave here clean.

I close the book with Cassius,
his posse saves their rep,

Aaron Wallace is still alive.

You know he's already put in
a request for a transfer.

What if he issues a complaint?

I guess it won't look
too good, sir.

Especially when I say
you ordered me to do it.

I were you, I'd go see Wallace.

He'll let you know
what he needs.

That's quite a stunt
you pulled with Huey.

Seems you forced my hand.

What'd you offer him?

Cut of the drug money
when you get out?

I saw surveillance video
from the gym.

Yeah. Turns out not much
happened there that morning.

Because you erased it.

That would be tough to prove.

Unless I already had it
when I issued my subpoena.

I figured you were
dirty and desperate enough
to destroy the tapes,

even knowing it was a felony.

And combine that with the
beatdown you ordered on me...

Go ahead.
Check it out.

I have a backup copy
outside of Bellmore.

So, assuming
you're not bluffing...

What do you want?

I want Maskins.

On a platter.

That first night
when they arrested me,

I kept telling them
Aaron didn't know anything,

that we was brothers
from growing up,

and that's why he hired me.

I didn't want to roll on him ‐‐
not ever.

But they kept pushing
and pushing and telling me

Angelo was already saying
that Aaron was the mastermind,

so there was no point
in trying to protect him.

I must have been in there
like 12 hours.

Every time I asked for a lawyer,

they told me I'd cut
a better deal without one.

So that's what I did.

I lied, told them Aaron was
the one calling the shots.

But he didn't know nothing
about those drugs.

A recantation on a phone
on a guy's front porch

10 years after the fact?

This is just Exhibit A.

Here's Exhibit B.

But I know you're not too sure
if you're safe here.

Now, the sound's not great,

but if you listen
closely enough,

you can hear Maskins
threatening Wallace.

And here, you see
all the prisoners coming in

from the lockdown,
let in by Cyrus Hunt

to coerce Wallace
into taking a deal.

Come on, Henry.

You're gonna try to nail him
on negotiating tactics

when he's got
qualified immunity?

Well, we thought
you might say that,

which is why Wallace
subpoenaed for the video,

knowing that Maskins would ask
Cyrus Hunt to destroy it.

If he destroyed it,
then what is this?

Oh. This is
the original footage.

What Cyrus Hunt
presented Wallace

pursuant to that subpoena

was doctored video
of an empty gym.

So that's clearly
obstruction of justice.

Before you ask your
next question, I can tell you

Cyrus Hunt's ready
to flip on Maskins

to save his own ass.

I don't understand why
you drove all the way up here

when you could be
sitting in Glen's office...

making a deal with him.

We don't want a deal.

We want him gone.

Gone?

Gone.

And I got to tell you something.

If we have to put him
before a grand jury

and drag this out,

there's just no way
this doesn't roll uphill to you.

Are you threatening me, Henry?

I'm giving you a chance
to do the right thing,

out of deference
for our relationship.

You're giving me a chance?

Aaron Wallace
is an innocent man.

Try to remember a day
when that actually mattered.

If you still can.

God, grant me the serenity

to accept the things
I cannot change,

the courage
to change the things I can,

and the wisdom
to know the difference.

You know, I used to think
there was a higher purpose

to what we do.

That punishing the guilty
and protecting the innocent

was somehow a noble endeavor.

But, really,
we're just running a factory.

Shipping people
in and out of prisons,

trying to decide
who deserves what,

having to choose,
almost arbitrarily,

which handful of cases
warrant our attention and time.

I don't even remember
what turned it.

Why we ever decided
to go full‐court press

on Aaron Wallace.

Does it make sense to you that
who we are and what we're about

should somehow come ‐‐
come down to...

how we handled him?

You know, he tried to tell me
this was all about race ‐‐

as if that's why
we went after him.

If he didn't want to get
arrested, he shouldn't have had

a drug dealer working for him
in his nightclub.

We didn't make that decision.
He did.

Anyway...

it's all over now.

Soon, I'll be sitting
in that chair.

You'll be taking my place.

We can finally move on.

Forget all about Aaron Wallace.

Can we?

Just forget about him?

God, I hope so.

Gentlemen.

Thank you both for coming.

Sit.

What do you, uh, remember
about Michael Miller?

Wallace's childhood friend?
The drug dealer?

He's claiming he was coerced
into rolling over on Wallace,

that he tried to tell you
Wallace was innocent.

He may have, but didn't
take much to push him.

Less than it took Wallace?

What do you mean?

I understand you tried to
leverage his wife against him.

She tampered with evidence,
obstructed justice,

and committed a HIPAA violation.

And you asked Cyrus Hunt

to end the lockdown
I mandated after the riot

in order to intimidate Wallace,

after the man had asked
for protective custody

and a prison transfer.

Where did you hear that?

Henry Roswell.

You've got to be kidding me.

But Cyrus Hunt confirmed it.

He also told me that you and he
colluded to destroy evidence.

He said what?

I saw the raw footage, Glen ‐‐
your threats to Wallace ‐‐

before you had Hunt erase it.

This is ‐‐

Too farfetched to be believed?!

Beneath the man
who is about to take

the highest legal office
in the state of New York?!

I was just trying
to make it go away.

Like you did with Angelo Torres,

when you got him
out of the country

before Wallace could
get him on the stand?

So...

this is an ambush.

I could help you
bury some of this, Glen,

but that surveillance video?

You try to fight that,

you're gonna end up
in front of a grand jury.

What are you saying, Allan?

Walk away now,
with your reputation intact.

You'll land on your feet
in the private sector.

Not quite ready to leave, huh?

You did this to yourself.

Wow.

Dez.

Bravo.

Bravo.

I know this will come
as a surprise to many of you,

but after careful consideration,

I have decided to step down
as Attorney General‐elect

to spend more time
with my family.

Dez O'Reilly will take my place

as acting District Attorney
of the Bronx.

And for now,

Attorney General Burke
will stay on

until a special election
can be arranged.

Let me just say,

it has been an honor

to serve the great people
of New York.

You got everything you wanted.

Jamal Bishop and your wife
are off the hook.

You're exonerated, going home,

gonna get to practice law.

And Maskins is gone.

One thing we can't do.

The assault charge
from the prison riot.

Only way out of that is to plead
guilty to an "A" misdemeanor

and accept probation.

For three years.

Mind your P's and Q's,
stay out of trouble,

you'll be fine.

Listen.

Now, you have a chance
to do better.

You know that.

Gentlemen.

You got 10 minutes.

You remember the first time
we were in here?

Yeah.

Yeah, the potatoes.

Potatoes.

That dude was
off his rocker, man.

Yeah, he was.

Listen.

They're gonna look the other way
on the Cassius thing.

Word is, he's getting out
of the ICU.

And they're gonna send him
straight back to Lubeck.

You know, it's really too bad,
'cause I know

a whole lot of cats
who are really gonna miss him.

You know, I've been
looking at your case.

I'm getting you
out of here, too.

Come on, man.

That's my number at Marie's.

I'm your lawyer now.

Which means we got to confer.

Whenever you can.

Yeah, you got it.

Come here, man.

Thank you.

For everything.

Get your life back, brother.

Knock 'em dead, huh?

I used to be just like you.

I had a wife I loved.

Cough.

I had a family and a home.

One day, all that changed.

And whether I wanted it to
or not...

That changed me.

Yeah!

That's right!

Don't forget about us!

Don't forget.

I won't.

I had a vision of how
it would all come to an end.

But sometimes, you got to let
go of what you're counting on

to find another way forward

to whatever waits
on the other side.

I got it.

Thanks.

Hey, listen, man, I'm sorry
about what I said before.

Don't be.

You were right.

What are you doing here?

I wanted to see it through
to the end

and ‐‐ and watch you
walk out of there.

What you did for me
these past couple weeks...

Helping you was
the only thing I ever did

that's gonna make a difference.

That's not true.

You changed the culture
in that place.

What are you gonna do now?

Guess I got to figure that out.

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