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♪ One, ooh la-la♪

♪ One, one, ooh la-la, one.♪

With just the lipstick,
nothing fancy.

I'm in a bit of a

rush today. Um...

I know I said
that the soul within me,

no man can degrade, but...

I may have been mistaken.

-I like the monkey.

I just finished my second
double shift this week,

and the administrators here

are telling us not to spend too
much time on certain patients.

I've seen people die
that shouldn't have.

This was a

once-in-a-century pandemic.

Once in a century.

The medical workers are being
championed as heroes.

They gave of their time,

-They gave of their lives...
-Do you have a question,

-Mr. Glubman?
-How can you now

sue the same heroes

for the death of one person?

That person was my daughter.

And I am sorry
for your loss, Mr. Rivi,

but Harbor Hospital
is not responsible

for your daughter's death.

Pia's death.

Use her name.

She died in your hospital

with no one to hold her.

To comfort her, kiss her cheek.

She was in perfect health,

and you--

you let her die.

We let nobody die, sir.

Well, then release the records.

It's your hospital.
Why are they being denied to us?

We've already said
HIPAA rules prevent us

from sharing Pia's
medical records

-with unauthorized recipients.
-I am her father.

Unauthorized includes
family members.

Legally, she was an adult
and entitled to medical privacy.

I have a new exhibit
to introduce.

A video created
by a Harbor Hospital employee.

And the crazy thing is

we treat our
VIPs like they're royalty.

But if you're not a VIP?

COVID is a killer,

but if you're Black or brown
at this hospital,

that's worse.

Did Pia Rivi

receive inferior treatment
at Harbor Hospital

because she was Latinx?

Of course not.

That... that is offensive.

And, uh,
we will need time to verify

that this "video" is real.

Well done. Bien hecho.

Ah, muchas gracias.

It comes from having
a good investigator.

Agradecemo.

I want you to meet my wife.
She, uh...

she kept me sane
when I was in prison.

There she is.

Wait, wait, wait. Wait.

Isabel.

This is Carmen.

Hello, Mrs. Rivi.

The hospital administrator
told the lawyer

that if we really
had this Dr. Debby,

they would have to settle
at $5 million.

Would $5 million be acceptable
to you, Mr. Rivi?

Anything to make them hurt.

I want them to know
they hurt my daughter.

Nice meeting you.

Thank you.

Thank you
for sitting down with me.

I just want to make sure that,
this, this hand-off is, uh,

seamless and nothing
falls through the cracks.

I appreciate that, as does Kurt.

I've been in touch
with the FBI, Madeline Starkey.

Her, uh, suspect, Dylan Pike,

he's not as tight-lipped
as Kurt.

No one is as tight-lipped
as my husband.

How can I help?

On a scale of one to ten,

what is Kurt's willingness
to take a deal?

He's not on that scale.

That is not an option.

I'm fairly certain

that I can get him
less than one year.

-Two-year probation.
-Why are you even discussing
deals?

Kurt is innocent.

So was I.

But we decided that jail time
was the best option.

You know as well as I, that...

sometimes,
it's not about innocence.

Jay brought you
some information.

What was it?

I can't divulge that.

He clearly found something
incriminating about Kurt,

or you wouldn't
even be considering a plea.

Diane, I'm not at liberty
to discuss priv...

Your lawyer-client privilege

extends to everyone
at this firm.

You're not asking me
as a lawyer.

You're asking me as his wife.

And I'm not going to participate
in any charade

that ignores the spousal issues
at play here.

Then I should leave.

Talk to your husband, Diane.

He gives me permission,

I can talk.

Bad news.

Same.

You first.

I found Dr. Debby.

Her full name
is Deborah Hammond,

and she passed away,
two weeks ago from COVID.

Darn.

You say "darn."

I won't be offended
if you say "damn."

Parental training.

Ah.

I also start every email
with "Dear."

-What?
-Uh...

Nothing. Uh...

-G-Go ahead.
-Are you okay?

Uh, yes. It's just the lights.

I had a COVID thing last year.

-It's nothing serious.
-Oh. Uh...

Harbor Hospital sent over
the breakdowns we subpoenaed,

but their stats don't show
any substantial disparity

between races
when it comes to COVID deaths.

We need to find someone
at the hospital

willing to back up
Dr. Debby's allegations.

I'll get on that.

-Yes?
-Uh...

A bunch of us hit the bar across
the street, on Wednesdays,

to de-stress.

If you ever want to join us,

we'd love to have you.

I generally like
to cling to my stress.

It keeps me sharp.

I'll think about it.

You're not hearing me.

I hear every word you say.

Then why are you willfully
withholding information?

Anything you tell me

is protected by the firm's
privilege

and marital privilege.

Then why did you call the FBI?

-Maybe I should go.
-No, stay.

It was the right thing to do.

I never thought it would
blow back on you.

Um, okay.

We need to discuss
this Congressional tour

that you arranged
for Dylan Pike,

the day before the insurrection.

Pike was a veteran.

You work at the VA.

Helping him was,
was part of your job.

We're not constructing
rebuttal, yet.

I want to hear, in Kurt's own
words, what he was thinking.

I was doing him a favor.
He asked.

I made a call. That's it.

Do you plan on being a part
of every conversation

I have with Kurt?

Maybe.

I'm a good lawyer, Diane.

But I'm a lousy
couples therapist.

You could find one of those
for a lot less.

Did I make you think
I wanted a therapist?

I just need to know when
I'm talking to my colleague,

and when I'm talking
to Kurt's wife.

Okay.

Let me ask you, as his wife,

are you still talking
about taking a deal?

No.

He's done nothing wrong.

And if I ask you as a lawyer?

It's not good.

The Feds want a head.

So, you shot Dr. Debby's videos?

Yeah.

Yeah, I tried to do
the one-shot Goodfellas thing

down the hallway, into the ICU.

But?

Fucking hospital rules.

I had to keep throwing in a cut.

Dr. Debby had you upload
the videos to TikTok?

Yeah. I edited them together
with a whip pan.

I got this really cool software.

What do you mean,
"edited them together"?

TikTok only lets you upload
about a minute.

You know, four 15-second videos
strung together.

I helped Dr. Debby
pick which takes to use.

I added the captions,
the filters.

I added the whip pan.

-She did a lot of takes?
-God, yes.

People think this disease

only affects old people
or poor people.

But let me tell you...

Last week, the husband
of our CEO was admitted.

Sharon Booth's husband.

Of course, they rolled out
the red carpet for him.

Which meant we had to move five
other patients out of the ICU.

Poor things.

Can I get a copy of this?

Look out. Coming through.

Coming through!
Coming through!

-Coming through! Move!

This guy's in bad shape.

-Out of the way!

Hi, Diane.

Ugh, why isn't
my office like this?

-Your view's so pretty.
-What do you want, Madeline?

I want that throw pillow,
two of them, just like that.

I'm not Kurt's lawyer anymore.

This way.

Well, I think you
should see these.

I'm not Mr. McVeigh's lawyer.

Yes, but you are his wife.

As you can see,
these are the bullets

taken from your apartment
when we searched it.

As you can see,
when we opened the boxes

of Kurt's shotgun shells...
Hold on. Hold on.

We found initials drawn
on each of the shells.

Look, here's a T.M.

A B.T.

Another T.M.

At first, we were confused
about the whole initials thing.

You know?
But then Dylan Pike pointed out

that they were the initials
of legislators

of the Illinois
General Assembly.

Could you get security up here?

-This woman is harassing me.
-Harassing?

Someone like me?
A federal agent.

This federal agent
is harassing me.

Please ask security
to meet me upstairs.

So, that's right,
Dylan Pike informed us

that your husband has designs
on a similar insurrection

against the General Assembly.

He also had these zip ties,

and plans to kidnap
five top Springfield legislators

and put them on trial. Whoa.

You understand,
I'm a seasoned lawyer.

This doesn't work on me.

I'm not going to run

crying to my husband,
"How could you?"

The very fact that you came
to me and not Kurt's lawyer

shows how weak
you think your evidence is.

So, here's a piece of advice,
Madeline,

one wife to another.

If you believe these photos,
don't bring them to me.

Take them to Julius,
and tell him to make a deal.

And good luck.

I'm going to guess
you're Carmen Moyo.

I am.

Who are you?

Ricardo Diaz.

Well, only my mother
calls me Ricardo though.

Most people call me Racehorse.

Right.

Where's Mr. Glubman?

I don't know.

When I called him, he was crying

too much to explain
where he was.

Maybe you were too formidable
an adversary.

You're his replacement,
Mr. Diaz?

Just Racehorse is fine.

Well, Mr. Glubman promised me
a settlement offer.

Yeah, well,
that's not going to happen.

I enjoy fighting too much.

And you look like
a fun opponent.

Look, I hope you don't mind if
I depose one of your witnesses,

a Dr. Deborah Hammond.

Dr. TikTok.

Dr. Hammond is deceased.

Well, that ought to keep
her answers brief.

I seem to remember hearing
that there was an acute shortage

of trained medical personnel
due to the COVID pandemic.

Is that what you remember
as well, Doctor?

Okay, uh, are we done here?

Yet, even in the midst
of a nationwide shortage,

you were let go.

See, the way I see it,

smells of incompetence.

Or retaliation.

See, I wonder, Doctor,
if you wouldn't agree

that there are a number
of factors that go into

the type of treatment
a patient receives,

and some that have nothing
to do with race or connections.

For instance, there's
the patient's own wishes.

Is Harbor Hospital prepared

-to make a settlement offer?
-No.

But they are prepared
to respond to one.

You see,
as of 9:00 a.m. this morning,

a counterclaim for defamation
was filed

-on Harbor Hospital's behalf.
-Great negotiating tactic.

Here's the thing, Miss Moyo.

Ask your drug-kingpin client if
he's happy about being deposed.

Remind him he has to answer
every question I ask him

on the record.

Then we'll talk settlement.

I'll get back to you.

Hmm.

You're a year out of law school,
sweetums.

Let's see how you do
against a real lawyer.

Good luck.

So...

This is what the AUSA
said they found in our house

when they searched.

Are they yours?

Yes.

The shotgun shells
and the zip ties?

Yes.

Dylan Pike says
you're leading an insurrection

of the Illinois Assembly,
and these are the initials

of the legislators
that you intend for each bullet.

Is that not true?

Did she say why every legislator
had the same initials

T.M. and B.T.?

These aren't initials?

No. Why would I put initials
on buckshot shells?

T.M. means Tungsten-Matrix,
a metal alloy shell.

And B.T. is Bismuth-Tin,
a non-toxic alloy.

And the zip ties?

Those are five-inch zip ties.

They're too thin for humans.

They're used to tag a deer.

Okay, Kurt.

This is where my ignorance of
hunting, uh, works against me.

So, please,
feel free to keep clueing me in.

Just ask me questions.

And, Diane...

you should never let Starkey
come to you.

-You should always
send her to me.
-Please. She chased me.

Don't let her chase you.

The bigger issue,
if you ask me, is Dylan Pike.

He's a coward.

Who's lying about Kurt
to reduce his sentence.

I would agree.

Which is why,
it's-it's just insane, Kurt,

for you to stay silent.

And I know it's your code.

-Your stupid cowboy code.
-You keep saying that.

-Because it's true.
-No.

No, because I don't like
how the authorities

use lies like these
to get me to turn on someone.

Dylan Pike is going to send you
to prison,

because he knows
you won't respond to his lies.

I mean, John Wayne doesn't punch
first, but he does punch back.

-I'm just a John Wayne cartoon
to you?
Wait. Wait. Wait.

Kurt, you don't
want to name names.

I can respect that.

But, uh, how did Dylan Pike

know about the marking system
on your shells?

We talked when we were
at the firing range.

And were there
other people there?

I can't say that.

But you can talk
to those other people.

And if they contradict
what Pike was saying,

then, maybe,
we can undercut the Feds' case.

So, you're saying
that Kurt could go

to these other witnesses
and get them to back him up?

Yeah.

Then Kurt
isn't turning over names.

Marissa, what are you doing?
I need your help.

I need you to follow someone.

Are you sure you don't want to
be asking Jay to handle this?

Since he's
a full-time investigator.

No. I'm asking you.

Okay.

I'll get on it.

Ugh.

Ms. Reddick,

you've met Mr. Rivi,
and this is his wife Isabel.

Isabel is asking for you
to wait outside, Carmen.

Of course.

I have to interpret for her.

We lost our interpreter
last week.

Bueno. Dale.

Harbor Hospital replaced
their lawyer with a ringer.

Racehorse Diaz.

Yes. That is my understanding,
but...

h-he's a mercenary.

But a tough mercenary.

Diaz wins every case he takes.

But he's not unbeatable.

-No!

No. !¡Carajo!

"I don't want that girl
on our case..."

Oh, uh, Mrs. Rivi,
Carmen is very resourceful.

And I'm not as up-to-date
on your case.

I-I would only hold her back.

Does our business matter to you?

Of course.

Your associates,
across the hall,

joked about my husband being...

...a killer wetback?

They what?

I want to know
if our business matters to you.

Because we can easily take it
somewhere else.

Mrs. Rivi, Mr. Rivi...

I apologize
for my associates' behavior.

I will read up on your case,

and I will join it today.

Did one of you
use a Mexican slur about Rivi?

You're all fired.

All of you.

Collect your things and go, now.

You took these videos,
Mr. Novacek?

Am I pronouncing
your name correctly?

Yeah. And yeah,
I took the videos.

Let me show you another one.

Oh, I want some food.

I'm hungry.

Where's my food?

Cute.

What is your point,
Mr. Racehorse?

Hmm.

Let me tell you, Mrs. Reddick.

It's so good
to have you join us.

I welcome the competition.

Now, did you take
that Tiktok video too, Elliot?

No.

But you posted it for Dr. Debby?

-Yes.
-Good.

Let me show you another one.

♪ Twelve...♪

♪ Bed...♪

♪ Pans...♪

Oh! Oh!

She's a bad person
because she made fun videos?

So, tell me, Mr. Novacek,
did Dr. Debby

give you specific instructions

as to the time of day
to post her videos on TikTok?

Yeah. 6:00 a.m. to 10:00 a.m.

Hmm. And why was that?

It's the best window
for follower engagement.

Much as I don't want
to disparage the good doc,

it seems her social media
popularity was...

-Important?
-Objection.

On what grounds?

General asshole-ry.

Did Dr. Debby ever mention
to you why she cared

about follower engagement?

-I mean, it's not a bad thing.
-I'm not judging, just asking.

Uh, she was trying
to build her brand.

She thought she could get on

one of those
Married to Medicine spinoffs.

Dr. Debby?

She was heroic for her patients.

She cared.

So, you don't think
she was looking for attention?

Look, I don't want
to speak ill of the dead, but...

...she was complicated.

A clout chaser.

She'd pull folks
from their stations

to do confessionals
for the camera.

Could that be interpreted

as just trying
to get the message out?

Yeah, well,
that's less important

when we needed her,
and she was down

some social media rabbit hole.

Did you ever see the
"Dance Dance Nurse Challenge"?

♪ When the trap burst♪

♪ Don't talk that trash to me♪

♪ Don't slick back...♪

♪ 'Cause my clique get money
like athletes♪

-♪ That's a whole damn bag♪

♪ We stackin' these, huh♪

♪ Don't talk that trash to me♪

♪ We be puttin' in work,
dawg, bag the piece...♪

You okay?

Yeah.

Uh, w-where did you film
this challenge?

Mexico.

Why Mexico?

I want to go one day.

I've never been.

I-I've been to Puerto Vallarta.

The beach is pretty.

Real pretty.

Why are we here?

We're...

Because we're dying.

When did you last see a doctor?

Yesterday.

No. No, it was, it was...
It was Thursday.

What's your name?

-Woody.
-Jay.

I'm reaching out my hand.

Can, can you grab it?

I'm trying.

Let's do this.

Let's keep each other alive.

Okay?

Okay.

What is that?

Oh, I don't know.

What number do you
want it to be?

I don't know.

I don't know either.

We should not be talking.

You heard about Dylan?

I don't want any part of it.
I'm actually

trying to de-stress here,
if you don't mind.

Dylan told the FBI
that I was planning

to assault
the Illinois Assembly.

Kurt...

My mother agreed to babysit
an hour a week. I had to beg.

This is my
mommy-rejuvenation time.

It would really help me

if you would tell
the authorities the truth.

You did not give them my name,
did you?

I wouldn't do that.

There were others there;
ask them.

I did.

They won't come forward.

All I can see...

is my little girl...

without me.

I cannot do that to her.

I have to protect my child.

I cannot get arrested.

You won't.

I'm really sorry.

But my daughter comes first.

Hey, stay.

Fire a round with me.

It helps.

No.

Trying to sleep?

Yes.

My mom said,
when you can't sleep...

...sing.

Sing what?

♪ Yesterday was so good♪

♪ But today is so bad♪

♪ Now I'm wondering...♪

Fantastic Negrito?

I don't know.

Do you see Frederick Douglass?

No.

Who's that?

Me.

Reach out your hand.

Here they come.

They think you're in a coma.

Those are pneumonia.

The rest can be heart failure.

They don't think we're
conscious, do they?

No. You're in a coma.

As far as I know,

the Hippocratic Oath only
covers medicine,

not TikTok.

So, you deny your husband
received any special treatment?

I think she already said that,
but sure,

let's have her say it again.

All right. This time
I'll make it more interesting.

Our hospital staff has gone
through anti-racism training,

and it is a priority for us

that we give all of our patients
the equivalent care.

-Irrespective of race?
-Yes.

We've had more deaths in
our hospital from heart failure

and pneumonia than from COVID.

Great. Well, can-can
I see those numbers?

Ask about
pneumonia deaths by race.

I think they switched
COVID deaths

to pneumonia among Blacks.

-How do you know?
-I don't. Ask.

Pretty straightforward.
I mean, if you say...
-May I interrupt?

I have a quick question to ask,
if you don't mind.

-Go ahead.
-Ms. Booth,

do you know the racial
breakdowns for pneumonia

and heart failure deaths
at Harbor Hospital?

Not off the top of my head, no.

No problem.

We'll subpoena them.

Do you have any idea
how many people of color,

whose cause of death was listed
as pneumonia or heart failure,

also had COVID?

There was some overlap there

with patients of all races,

but I-I don't have the specific
numbers at this time.

Did the hospital staff, in fact,

reclassify 67 COVID deaths
among Blacks as pneumonia,

so that only 37 were listed?

How...

How did you get that number?

That's not the question.

The question is whether
it's accurate?

The hosp...

I will have to check
with my staff.

Well, please do.

We'll be waiting.

Let's call a recess.

I wouldn't mind
stretching my legs.

Yes.

Take your time stretching them,

Racehorse.

Where did you get that number?

I was at the hospital.

Yeah, but where
did you get the number?

A memory.

Can we get any more
of these memories?

I don't know.

-What else?
-What else do I remember

-from being at the hospital?
-Yes.

I checked the records,
and you were there

the same time as Pia.

What I remember...

-won't be helpful.
-Why not?

Well, I remember
Frederick Douglass and Karl Marx

sitting in a corner
talking to me.

That's not a good idea.

-You had hallucinations?
-Yes.

So, you're not sure what's real

-and what isn't?
-Yes.

But the number
of COVID deaths being reduced,

-you had an exact number.
No one
wants an investigator

who can't distinguish
between reality

and hallucinations.

Could you say that again?

-No one wants a...
-But the number...
-Not you.

Are you hallucinating now?

Uh-oh.

I have some long-haul
COVID symptoms.

And that results in some...

-cloudiness in my thinking.
-Good.

-"Cloudiness" is good.
-But your memories

about the reduced COVID numbers,

-they were specific.
-Hmm.

That's because
the nurses thought

you were in a coma
and couldn't hear them.

-But he was in a coma.
-Right, and he could hear

-in a coma.
-The soul transcends the body...

-For a few weeks,

I was in a coma and...

I could hear the nurses
talking over me.

Uh, they
couldn't hear me...

-What? What?

So, you heard them admit things

they wouldn't admit
to a patient?

Or you imagined you heard them?

That's the question.

See, I'm not sure.

Could we talk over here?

Okay.

I'll need you to go back
through all your memories,

and try and distinguish
between the real ones

and the imagined ones.

Are you okay?

Yes.

Functional, anyway.

-Thank you.
-Mm-hmm.

Oh, here we all are.

Diane, I'm so glad
you could make it.

Yes. And as long as
you know that Diane

is not Kurt's lawyer-- I am.

I just thought it was best
to keep us all up-to-date.

And thank you for meeting me
out here.

They're cleaning my windows.

They get a bit coated.

I would like to update you
on, uh,

just a few things
you presented to Diane.

Oh, the shotgun shells. Yeah.

Apparently, your husband
made them all by himself.

-U-Uh, Madeline.
-Mm-hmm?

Dylan Pike is playing you.

The markings
are about pellet count.

T.M. is Tungsten-Matrix.
B.T. is Bismuth-Tin.

Well, that's not all I've got.

Yes, the, uh, zip ties.

-Mm-hmm.
-Not for humans.

They're for tagging deer.

-Check online.

Yeah, well.
That's not all I've got.

Ah, yes.
I hope not, because this is...

This is disappointing.

-Mm-hmm. Yeah.

Sorry. We still haven't solved
the bird problem, but, um...

You might want to look...

at that.

-What is that?
-It's Kurt's manifesto.

-Really?
-Mm-hmm.

Yeah, it's calling
on like-minded patriots

to stand up for their rights,

-to not allow the left
to push them out.

"We can have the nation we want,
but they're not

going to just give it to us.
We'll have to fight for it."

-Kurt didn't write that.
-Diane...

It is signed with a pseudonym,
true, but it was in his files.

-Let me see.
-Sure.

That's a copy.
You can keep that.

You want one?

-What is this place?

Can you see what she's writing?

No, I can't.

Here. Pull my hand.

And I'll be in position.

What's it say?

"No Visitors in the Pit."

What's the Pit?

-I think...
-Mm.

I think we're in the Pit.

What was the Pit, Dr. Bernard?

Where is this fishing expedition
coming from, young lady?

It's coming from a land called
"None of your fucking business."

Would you like Ms. Moyo
to repeat the question, sir?

Uh, no.

Originally it was a waiting room

for patients
and their family members.

With the pandemic, family
members were no longer allowed

on the premises, and a lot
of the hospital staff ended up

using it as a break room.
Because it was in the basement,

-we called it the Pit.
-The Pit?

Was it outfitted
to care for patients?

-No.
-So, no oxygen lines,

no monitors...

Was that a question? The witness
said it was a break room.

We are entitled to ascertain
what was

and was not in the room.

In the month of April 2020,

there were patients
in the break room, or Pit,

-as you call it.
-We were overwhelmed.

We had to make room
where we could.

That included hallways, and yes,

turning our break room into a...

temporary patient room.

Douglass Wood.

Are you familiar with a patient
named Douglass Wood?

-Yes.
Wait.

What does this
have to do with anything?

I don't know.
Why don't we find out together.

According to hospital records,

you were his attending physician

until he was transferred
off your floor.

Why was he sent to the Pit?

Again, we had to maximize space.

I don't think you understand
how many near-death patients

were being sent to us
every single day.

Had Douglass Wood ever coded
prior to being sent to the Pit?

Yes. He was resuscitated twice.

Were there any ventilators
in the Pit?

No.

So you sent someone who had
needed to be resuscitated prior

to a part of the hospital that
didn't have any ventilators?

-Why was that?
-He stopped responding
to treatment.

We had other patients
who were responding to treatment

better than he was.

So, you banished him
to the Pit to die?

Woody...

-Woody, hold on to me.

You think we sent anyone
down there on a whim?

Intake was through the roof.

There were refrigerated trucks
with bodies stacked up inside.

We were working to the point of
physical and mental exhaustion.

Douglass Wood and Pia Rivi died

because, back then,

we knew less about the virus
than we know now.

Blame the federal government
for that, not me.

Well, are you aware, Doctor,
that the overwhelming majority

of patients who were sent to
the Pit, including Douglass Wood

and Pia Rivi,
were Black or brown?

Come on, sing...

-He's not letting go.
-We got a call to move him.

"We got a call."

Who?

What'd he say?

I don't know. "Who," I think.

I don't do statistical analysis.

You also never set foot
in the Pit, did you?

No, I didn't.

Here.

-His friend is dead.

I have no further questions.

Doctor...

You were also the attending
physician for Pia Rivi,

who was
the plaintiff's daughter.

-Were you not?
I was.

You sent her to the Pit?
-No, I didn't.

Well, she was
pretty bad off, wasn't she?

Her condition
rapidly deteriorated.

Hmm. And from
her admitting forms,

you were aware of the fact
that she was Latinx, yes?

-I was aware of it.
-Well,

given the slanderous accusations

-made by opposing counsel...
-Objection.

...why wasn't Miss Rivi
sent to the Pit?

I'm not proud of saying this,
but...

...we knew who her father was.

Hmm.

And knowing who he was,

you knew he was a convicted
narcotics trafficker

who had committed,
or ordered to be committed,

-murder on multiple occasions.
Objection.

Setting aside whether
it's true or not,

the hospital staff
was aware of it?

Yes.

And did knowing that

affect the kind of care
she received?

She had a private room
and round-the-clock nurses.

We did everything humanly
possible to keep her alive.

We were terrified of what would
happen to us if we didn't.

We're still terrified.

Hey.

Uh...

When I was...

Um, when I had COVID,
and I was in the Pit,

I heard the nurses say they got
a call to get me out of there,

out of the Pit.

And that probably saved my life.

Was that you?

Jay, I'm...

No, I mean, I'm...

-I'm sorry. I...
-That-That's okay.

That's okay. I...

was just trying
to figure out who.

I wish, I wish
that it had been me.

But I-I just didn't know
how bad off you were.

Me neither.

Maybe it...

it was your sisters.

I mean, I think they knew.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, my sisters.

Uh...

This is quaint.

I guess walls can be overrated,
in some situations.

May I help you, Mr. Diaz?

No. It's how I may help you.

I'm calling Rivi
as my next witness.

Mr. Rivi's testimony
has already been taken.

Well, not by me.

I'm no Counselor Glubman.

There's always another option
for you, of course.

Oh, yeah?

What is that?

Drop the case?

No. No, no, no.

We're willing to settle.

I think I can get the hospital
to agree to a payout of, uh...

Ten dollars.

Call me by tomorrow.

Yep.

That's Racehorse's go-to.

He'll, uh,
he'll get Rivi under oath,

ask him about his businesses,

try to get him
to incriminate himself.

What should I do?
I don't want to lose this.

Well, then you need
to tell your client

the upside and the downside.

This can only be his decision.

Thanks.

-Yes?

I want to learn from you.

I don't...

My attitude is knowing.

But it's, it's just my attitude.

It's not who I am.

Carmen.

When I was your age,

I acted exactly the same way.

I wanted to be perfect.

So, I acted like I was perfect.

Because bluff is-is always
a part of it, but just...

Just let me help you,
when I can.

Ask questions.

I will.

Tell Rivi,

it's his decision
whether to go forward or not.

But...

if Racehorse does depose him,

we'll find a way to punish him.

I like the sound of that.

My guess is Rivi will, too.

Señor Rivi.

When was the last time
you saw your daughter

prior to her hospitalization?

In, uh, 2014.

So, you hadn't seen her in
the six years before she died?

We talked on the phone.

Oh, that's nice. How often?

Once a month.
-Mm.

Well, I suppose "often"
is relative.

How often do you talk
to your daughter, Racehorse?

I'm not being deposed, Liz.

Yes, but you just
made a comment about "often,"

and I just,
I just want to compare it

to, uh, the three times
that you've spoken

to your daughter
in the past three years.

You talked to my daughter?

No, I just find that Instagram

is a cornucopia of treasures
these days.

Can I continue?

I think the word you're
looking for is "May I?"

-But sure, go ahead.
-Mr. Rivi,

would it be fair
to describe your relationship

with your daughter as strained?

We loved each other.

Yeah, we had issues.

But, um...

we were working through them.

Well, did these
issues have anything

to do with you being a murderer?

Do not falsely
label my client. Carmen?

His sentence was overturned.

Apologies. Señor Rivi,

what right do you have
to sue Harbor Hospital

for pain and suffering,
when your own daughter

-wanted nothing to do with you?
Okay, Racehorse.

You're just creating
your own narrative here.

For all your client's stated
concern about the treatment

of Black and Latinx
people at Harbor Hospital,

I wonder if it ever
occurred to him

how many of them died from
the drugs he got rich peddling.

Oh, so business isn't good?
I could imagine

a prison stay
wouldn't be great for sales.

Unless you had a trusted
number two at the helm.

You're just sounding desperate,
Racehorse.

It's funny, I actually have it
under good authority

that business has never
been better for you.

But you just got out, so...

...who's been in charge
while you were gone?

You're, you're going to have to
actually ask a question

if you want to get an answer.

No, I think Isabel knows
what I was asking.

But I will repeat it
for the camera.

I asked Mr. Rivi,

was your wife in charge
of your drug empire?

Objection! This has nothing...

And is she, in fact,
still in charge?!

-That's it!
-Ah.

This is over!

It's a good way
to get around FBI bugging.

Have a wife who relies
on sign language.

Oscar...

We need security up here!

-Security!
Oscar, no!

Gentlemen, please!

Stop it!

Oscar. Oscar!

Dejalo. Dejalo.

Oh, God.
We need a medic!

We need a medic
on the 23rd floor, right now!

Oh, shit.

-No puedo, Oscar.
Racehorse?

♪ The wheels on the bus
go round and round♪

-♪ Round and rou...♪

Hello. I'm Kurt McVeigh's wife.

Hello.

I think we should talk.

You need to come clean
with the FBI.

-What do you mean?
-I mean,

you need to give the Feds
the names of all the people

in your group, so that Kurt
doesn't take the fall,

since he's done nothing wrong
to any of you.

I haven't done
anything wrong either.

Mm.

"I'm more ambitious

for a reputation
of personal courage."

I recognized that phrase from
a video you shot for the NRA.

Straight out of Churchill,
isn't it?

What do you want?

What I want
is for you not to exist.

What I'll get is for you
to go to the Feds

and clear my husband
of all these charges.

I'm not guilty.
I didn't do anything.

I don't give a fuck.
You wrote this manifesto.

You're hiding the names
of your little gun group.

And my husband is being
fucked over in the process.

So, you tell the Feds
that he is innocent.

I have to pick up my daughter.

Yes, I know.
I checked you out online.

I think it's strange that
a dedicated gun-rights advocate

would have any issues
with being publicly tied

to this little manifesto.

But... Mm.

I guess you're worried what
your Gymboree group might think.

You have until tomorrow.

After that, I'm telling
the FBI that it's you.

-♪ Round and round, the whe...♪
-Shit!

Diane...

I need to ask you a question.

Sure.

When I was at the hospital,
a year ago,

someone called for me.

Uh, to get me
into a hospital room.

Was that you?

Was it me?

Who got me out of an area
where patients were sent to die?

I wish I could say yes, Jay.

I didn't know
you were in trouble.

I-I would've called.

Why the fuck
aren't you asking me?

I make calls all the time.

What're you talking about?

Well, think about it.

I know everyone
at the Harbor Hospital board.

I did half of their divorces

and went to college
with the other half.

I kept track of any
of our troops that got sick.

You didn't really?

-Did you?
-Of course I did.

It takes a call
from someone like me.

That's how you get
the best seat in the restaurant,

or a hospital room.

David.

Thank you. I...

Jay, it was a business decision.

Forget it.

The moment has passed.

Does it mean less when
your patron is an asshole?

I don't know.

You're alive.

I'm not.

I'm sorry.

I am, too.

Thank you.

I know the risk you're taking.

That's great news.

Again, thank you.

Okay.

Okay. Good.

Want one?

Good news?

Julius was right.

One of the other shooters
is coming forward

to contradict Dylan Pike.

Oh. That's great.

Here.

It's amazing how close
we came to disaster just then.

It always is.

You watch my back,
I'll watch yours.

It's a deal.

This moment will
never come again.

Ooh.

♪ I was waltzin'♪

♪ With my darlin'
to the Tennessee♪

Are we gonna be okay?

♪ Waltz♪

-♪ When an old friend♪
-We're gonna try.

♪ I happened to see♪

♪ I introduced him
to my loved one♪

♪ And while they were dancin'♪

♪ My friend stole♪

♪ My sweetheart from me.♪

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