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Previously on "Falling Water"...

I want to know why you're sleeping in a witness cell.

Because I'm worried about what

this dream asshole might make me do to myself.

Or worse, to Christy.

Tess, there's something that I need to tell you.

- What? - Charlotte isn't your mother.

We're not sisters.

- Strawberries? - You remembered, thank you.

Medic!

- I brought you into this, Tess. - No, you didn't.

You're a good man, Burton.

If Taylor Bennett is the one who hired Shadowman,

then she's our best shot

at putting an end to all of this,

and actually tracking down our killer.

You're under the false assumption

that you're the one in control of things.

I would recommend you stop thinking.

I was thinking of tracking down Woody Hammond.

Maybe he's run up against our Shadowman.

The guy who works for you,

the guy who dug up all the stuff on the mayor...

uh, Woody, he was there.

Tell your guys to stand down.

This calls for a specialist.

Wake up!

I think we are in danger, all of us.

What are we gonna do about it?

We'll keep Bennett thinking he had nothing to do

with Hammond's disappearance.

But what if she sends this Shadowman after us?

Then at least now, we know who he is.

Some loser named Tom Dolan.

- It's over, Tom. - Dad, the scholarship people,

they said they made a mistake.

A full ride, I'm going to NYU!

One little slight,

maybe NYU changes their mind about her.

Hammond will be taken care of.

Burton.

Ronald?

The UN prisoners were in the hardware store,

but just the militia is there now.

Wait, wait.

- Ronald, hey! - Come, you must come now.

Yesterday.

They removed the hostages yesterday.

Shit, and I'm sure he doesn't know where they went.

If we can grab one of them alive...

He might be convinced to show us.

Ronald.

Go home, okay?

Tell your mum I said you were very brave.

I'll come to help you talk to the militia.

No, it's too dangerous, okay?

I'm sure we'll make ourselves understood.

And we'll celebrate with more strawberries

than you could ever eat.

Deal?

Deal, but just so you know,

I can eat quite a lot.

Okay, go on.

Okay, let's move.

Copy that. Moving out.

Move only six.

Medic!

Stay with me, okay? I'm gonna fix this.

We got to go, Burton!

Go, I'm not leaving him!

- Burton. - I said move, that's an order!

Go! Stay with me, Ronald.

- Listen, I'll get you home. Just... - Burton, we gotta go!

No!

- Hey, hey, hey! - Listen to me!

You're here! Hey!

You're fine.

Take a deep breath.

Oh, God. Oh, God.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I didn't hurt you, did I?

No.

Must've been some dream.

You want to talk about it?

I'm sorry I woke you up.

Go back to sleep.

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Mm.

This is nice for a change.

So, um, does this grand return

mean that things are going to go back to normal round here?

That depends on what you mean by normal.

For starters, it means that you're actually gonna sleep

where you're paying half the rent.

I'm doing my best.

- Mm. - I told you that

this case is a beast.

They're all beasts.

But, um...

if you're planning to, um,

continue staying your nights

with your other partner,

I just feel like I should,

kind of, be made aware.

I'm back.

Good, so when am I gonna meet

this infamous Detective Taka?

Soon, I hope.

I have, um, a colleague at the D.A.'s office

who said they got a pretty sure thing over there.

They're gonna be asking

for a life sentence for the girlfriend.

Taka ready for that?

Is he ready for that?

Come on, I've seen cases like this before.

Sometimes, the person that's left behind

has it just as bad.

And this guy's got a double whammy, you know?

He's tied to the victim and the perp.

Can we talk about something else, please?

- Please say yes. - Yes, yes, yes.

How about we go get some breakfast?

That place you like, what's it called?

The... the one with the blueberry fluffy

- whatever pancakes you like... - Mama's.

Mama's.

That is the best idea you've had...

well, I would say

since that idea you had last night

before we fell asleep.

Hm.

Especially since you're paying.

Don't I always pay?

You're gonna pay.

Mom, come on.

Wait a minute.

Playground's not going anywhere.

Is that what your mom used to say?

Yeah, maybe she did.

Now you're ready.

Be back for lunch.

Wyatt's mom is bringing lunch.

You have reached the voice mailbox

of Dr. Charlotte Wright.

Please leave your name, number, and a brief...

I can just taste those blueberry pancakes.

Your other girlfriend?

Taka's got a lead on our case.

The case you won't talk about?

Can't talk about and it can't wait.

It's okay, I've got a deposition to prep.

I'm sorry,

but how about we meet for lunch instead?

Same place?

Sure.

- Love you. - I love you.

So, after the raid at Hull-Bedford,

you decided to work for Taylor Bennett?

She called me.

For work?

She wasn't specific at first.

He's doing it again, he's talking in circles.

I'm being accurate.

- Woody, you're not on trial. - Not yet.

You said you wanted me

to talk to the U.S. Attorney, to make a statement.

Yeah, a statement that's actually useful

in indicting Taylor Bennett.

Yeah, and I'm trying to tell you what I know.

Good, so what did you do for her?

Reconnaissance.

For human trafficking?

It was a political job.

Is that how Mayor Harding ended up as Josephine Baker?

- What? - Nothing.

And what I did f-for Bennett was not germane.

Can you connect her to human trafficking?

I don't think so.

Well, look, that's the case

we need to make stick, okay?

So either you can or you can't.

She hired me to get information on someone.

Did it have anything to do with human trafficking? No.

Do I think she might be involved in human trafficking?

Wouldn't surprise me.

But I don't have any direct knowledge of that.

You worked for Hull-Bedford.

And you were one of their best clients.

I would advise you to be careful, Woody.

Okay, is he gonna make a statement to the U.S. attorney?

Because he knows way more about

the trafficking of dreamers than I do.

Don't you, Bill?

I warned you he would not help us.

I am helping.

What I'm not gonna do is incriminate myself.

He is a liability.

Okay, look, all three of us have ties with Hull-Bedford.

But now, Nicholas Hull is dead.

So our target is Taylor Bennett.

And until a few days ago, Woody,

you worked for her.

Yeah, and then she tried to have me killed.

You were there.

Isn't that a crime?

Look, your cop buddy

said that he identified the guy who did it.

- A Tom Nolan. - Dolan.

He's Bennett's hitman.

Murder for hire. Can't we nail her for that?

Yeah, I'd love to, but we'll never make that stick.

- Sure we will. - How?

You'll figure it out.

Just keep at it, Burton.

You guys, uh,

you have anything to eat around here?

I'm starving.

Hey.

Hey.

I'd hate to see the other guy.

Did Clinton talk to you?

Uh, about dinner tonight. Yeah.

Sounds nice, a big family dinner.

Sure.

Don't let me stop you, please.

No, uh,

I'm done, I was just burning off some steam.

Yeah, I could use some of that.

Wait.

Put these on.

I wasn't actually serious.

I am.

That's it. Again.

Nice. Again. Again.

So we're back to square one with Bennett?

Square one.

Woody just can't link Bennett to trafficking.

So he says.

He's trafficked before.

James.

Yeah, but not with Bennett.

That's the case that matters now.

Big right.

Like I said, square one.

Harder. Harder.

Harder. Boom, good.

Come into me. Hooks.

Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go,

let's go, let's go, let's go, more, more, more, push!

Good!

Good, guard up.

It seems like you're enjoying this.

Just getting my frustration out.

On Woody? Big right.

For one.

And Bennett?

And Charlotte.

Harder. Your mum?

- She's not... - Harder.

- My... - Harder.

- Mother! - Ooh!

- Oh, shit. - Whoa.

Good punch.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Oh, my God, you're bleeding.

Huh?

I'll get some ice.

Ooh.

What do you mean, she's not your mum?

Just that.

Apparently, I was adopted.

Sabine told me.

Tried calling Charlotte...

Her cell escaped me.

She's gone.

Off the radar.

Isn't it convenient?

Right when I have a million questions, she disappears.

So what are you gonna do?

There's nothing to do.

Well, you could talk to Sabine again,

search for your birth parents.

- I'm not doing that. - Why not?

I'm a grown woman.

So you don't need to know where you came from?

What I need to do is give James a normal life.

And I'm not

doing a very good job of it.

I think you're doing just fine.

Look, I-I know you're trying to help,

I just don't want to talk about all this, okay?

Fair enough.

How's the nose?

I'll live, trust me.

I'm really, really sorry.

No need. I'm sure I deserved it.

All right.

Ah, no.

Come on.

I shouldn't get to have all the fun.

No, I'm worn out. Thanks.

You were beating the hell

out of someone when I came in.

Personal demons.

Is that who you were fighting

in your dreams last night?

Dreams can be dangerous, Burton.

We both know that better than anyone.

And, like I said, it wasn't that kind of a dream.

Then what's going on?

Look, when you didn't want to talk,

I respected that, okay?

So leave it.

There is no eating in the pods.

You will get grease all over the sensors.

Sorry, jeez.

They're just so comfortable.

All right.

Since it's obvious you will come up

with no useful evidence against Taylor Bennett...

It will be useful, just not yet.

It is time for you to leave.

Wait, you're kicking me out?

Yes.

I can't leave, I have a target on my back.

Bennett had me followed to a hotel...

- So you've said. - In Jersey.

All the more reason for you to go.

You being here puts us all in danger.

You've been trying to get rid of me

since I set foot in here.

I'm not a fan.

You're afraid of me.

This is a serious endeavor.

Do you have any idea what it takes

to bring down Taylor Bennett?

I'm starting to wonder what it would take

to bring down Bill Boerg,

billionaire tech mogul.

Without me, we don't stand a chance against Bennett.

Oh, so it's "we"

all of the sudden.

It's very proprietary.

But remember, I've seen you in action,

making backroom deals for dreamers.

I have explained everything to Tess.

Mm, yeah, I'm sure there's still a few more

skeletons in your closet.

I see what you're doing.

And what is it you think I'm doing?

Deflecting attention away from yourself

so that no one notices you have no value,

and can contribute nothing

to this enterprise.

Really?

First, you buy dreamers

and now you're buying a cause.

Or do you actually think that

you're buying their friendship?

Get out.

Build all the pods you want, Bill.

None of it will make you a real boy.

They were burning at my front door

at 5:00 in the morning.

Divorce papers.

I know I should've told him,

but Tom never gave me his number.

I mean, he could've burned the whole building down.

I just can't believe he'd do something like this.

Isn't this why

you filed a restraining order?

How do you even know it was him?

Emily...

Maybe it was that sleazy lawyer Mr. Derrickson,

or whatever his name is.

Why would your mom's lawyer do this?

To get paid. I don't know.

Emily, this behavior is... dangerous.

Dad would never hurt us.

Did he tell your dad your mom filed for divorce?

No.

Have you heard from him at all?

No, I haven't.

Emily.

This hasn't been easy on her.

It's not easy on anyone, we know.

Your lawyer, Mr. Derrickson,

if he served your husband papers,

he knew where Tom was.

Did he give you an address?

No, you'd have to ask Mr. Derrickson.

Thank you.

Oh, shit.

Get back. Back up.

Shit.

Tom's file's gotta be here somewhere.

I'll call it in.

Alex.

We got it.

Mr. Dolan?

Damn it.

Watch the door, buddy.

Mind if we look around for a minute?

You find anything,

that son of a bitch owes me two weeks' rent.

Not that anyone ever leaves cash in this joint.

He was here yesterday.

This morning, even.

He was gone the minute he was served.

He probably burned the papers,

then went straight for the lawyer.

Talk about shooting the messenger.

Yeah, the question is, who's next?

Please, Mr. Hammond, have a seat.

Sorry our ATM declined your card.

They can be temperamental at times.

I just need to make a withdrawal.

Sure, I can help you with that.

What's the amount?

How about you tell me how much is in the account

and we'll take it from there?

No problem, let me just...

Okay.

- Is there a problem? - No, there's not a problem.

I just need to get a manager over here to authorize this.

To authorize what?

I'll be one second.

Shit.

We have a situation.

The man at my desk has his account flagged

for a federal alert.

What man?

- When he's paid to do it. - Exactly.

Yeah, because it's work, it's work.

Yeah.

This is the last picture we have of my brother.

Ronald.

He would've been 22 today.

Can you imagine?

Yes.

And now, thanks to you, Burton,

we are to live his dream.

How old was he when he...?

He was 14.

I'll help you, Grace.

Absolutely not.

Ah, just let him.

You won't talk him out of it.

And so...

Ronald was an interpreter

for Burton's unit?

Mm-hmm.

At 14?

That's pretty young.

A good job, even for a grown man.

Our family was very lucky.

Lucky that Ronald spoke English so well.

And lucky that he met Burton.

How long did he work with you?

Just a few months.

Wasn't long enough.

Great kid.

I hope you saved room for desert.

- I did. - Me too, what is it?

It is tradition

in honor of Ronald.

Strawberry shortcake.

Medic! Go!

Oh!

Oh, shit.

- I'm so sorry. - It's... it's... it's fine.

No, no, I'll fix it.

- Let me help. - No, no, no, no.

- It's just an accident. - There are more, there are more.

- It's... it's... it's fine. - I'll fix it.

It's my fault.

It's fine, there are more.

Excuse me.

I'm gonna go change my clothes.

Boys, let's see what else we have for desert, huh?

It's always the same sadness

when we talk about my brother.

I didn't quite get that before today.

Have you lost family?

I have.

Then you know.

It is a terrible thing.

But...

Burton still thinks he could've saved Ronald.

He doesn't understand that he did save him

by saving us.

And now,

Ronald is cradled up in God's arms,

where he'll always be safe.

Please,

help him to understand that.

Chris!

Oh, shit.

I screwed up, I totally forgot our lunch.

Yeah, you were, what, working

on the murder case you already solved?

I'm so sorry.

No.

I will make it up to you, I swear.

I don't want you to make it up to me.

I just want you to tell me what's actually going on.

What do you mean?

Alex, we've been together for five years.

I know you.

Well, I know you like your coffee black,

I know you like to hit the snooze button twice on Sundays

because that's your version of sleeping in,

I-I...

I know that you love your job

like I love my job,

but Alex...

I don't recognize you anymore.

I'm sorry.

I told you, it's just work...

Just work.

I've heard that song before, yeah.

I'm not buying it, Alex.

You're working, or whatever,

around the clock.

Forgetting things.

You don't want to come home to me at night.

I do want to come home...

Then can you tell me why you haven't?

There's a crazy killer out there...

That's every case you work!

No, this is different.

How?

This guy may have had a hand

in Taka's mother's death.

I'm just trying to help out. It's...

he's my partner, for God's sake.

- It's the least I could do... - Yeah, but Alex...

Taka's mother's death?

It was the girlfriend.

You had told me that that night.

Your people confirmed it on the news

over and over.

It's not that simple, Chris.

I wish I could tell you, but I... ugh...

I-I can't. You know this.

Well...

maybe I'm the problem here.

What does that mean?

It means maybe you have one too many partners right now.

- Christy... - I'm gonna go to sleep.

Christy!

Ronnie gave me this book about a boy

who travels to America from Sudan.

Sounds cool.

Yeah.

Good night.

- Hey. - Hey.

I was going to ask Burton to read with me.

Not tonight.

I'll read with you.

Get onto the floor now!

We got visitors.

15, plus one technical.

Exit is blocked, repeat, exit is blocked.

Roger.

Meet us at alternate whisky.

Make sure the doc's ready.

Our guest may need medical treatment.

We're going to whisky. Let's move!

No. No.

Go, go, go!

Get down.

Tess, get down!

Go!

Ten o'clock!

I need two on the door!

No. No.

Ronald! Ronald, no. No, no, no.

Medic! Over there!

Okay, stay with me, okay? I'm gonna fix this.

- Burton. - Medic!

Go, I'm not leaving him!

We've gotta go, Burton!

I said move, that's an order, go!

Burton, we gotta go!

No!

Ooh.

You never told them?

How do you tell someone

you murdered their 14-year-old brother?

Hmm?

It was an accident.

No.

Strawberry shortcake all over the floor.

That's an accident.

You were in a firefight.

People were dying all around you, I saw it.

I should've seen him, Tess.

I tried to tell my commander what I had done.

It's like he didn't hear me.

He gave me a medal, in fact.

You've had the dream ever since?

You could take control.

Go into another dream.

No.

I don't get to walk away from this.

And I'm fine with that.

No, you can't keep carrying this around, Burton.

This kind of guilt...

it infects everything.

That's what you're afraid will happen

if you get close to anyone.

And you're not?

Afraid?

Terrified.

Well, at least we have that in common.

Can't sleep either, huh?

Something like that.

Uh, so...

I was thinking about what you said

about the lawyer being personal.

Yeah, it's like he's, uh...

it's like he's going back to the beginning.

Yeah, and he's clearly more than a little

drunk off his own Kool-Aid.

So who does he go after next?

Wasn't, uh...

wasn't his old house foreclosed on?

Yeah.

I bet you Carol Dolan still

has all her bank paperwork.

And if there's a bank manager,

someone he felt was, you know, directly responsible,

they might be a target.

Agreed. Hang on a sec.

Hey, babe, I'm sorry if I woke you.

I was just finishing up some work.

I wasn't sure if you wanted me to come to bed.

What are you doing?

Alex?

You okay?

Christy, snap out of it!

Christy, what are you doing?

You've been talking

to my family, Detective Simms.

Christy, this is a dream.

Christy, baby, wake up!

Alex, I'm coming over, all right?

You should never interfere with someone's family.

Christy!

Christy!

Family is personal!

Aah!

Everybody has got family, Detective.

No one wants

to see their family hurt.

Isn't that right?

Christy!

Christy. Christy.

Christy, baby, wake up.

Christy. Christy!

So this was the last test?

They think it's just a bad concussion,

but they want to make sure

there's no brain swelling.

- Alex, she's gonna be... - He was gonna kill Christy.

That's what he wanted.

He wanted to make her kill me,

and then kill herself.

It would've been domestic murder/suicide.

He thinks he's unstoppable.

I'm not gonna let him take her away from me.

We don't need to end this, Taka.

He wants to make this personal?

We'll make it personal.

Well, well.

Look at you.

Look like you sprained your liver.

I wish that was all it was.

Having a bad run, eh?

Something like that.

Can I get a drink, please? On my tab?

Now, we've got to talk

about that tab at some point, you know?

Yeah, I know.

By the way...

A couple of guys came in last night.

And an hour ago.

Lookin' for you.

One a dapper dan, the other, big as a house.

They dropped two bills.

And a number to call if I saw you.

You should start dialing then.

Is that right?

Those assholes work for somebody

I've irrevocably angered.

There's no talking my way out of this one.

I see.

You know, sometimes it feels like

giving you advice is like telling the ocean

to stop having waves.

What?

It's futile.

Yeah.

Tell me about it.

I have no concept of what is or isn't

for my own good anymore.

Although I will spare you the details,

rest assured, I am out of moves.

Whatever happens to me now, I deserve.

You're a goddamn idiot.

There's no such thing

as out of moves.

There's giving up, and there's not giving up.

What's your point?

My point...

is you're also a selfish prick.

Hm.

And that has stopped working for you.

Try something else.

You must have some other value

than being a prick.

So figure it out.

Sometimes by giving of yourself,

you end up giving more than you gave.

About making that call...

My eyes are shot.

I haven't seen squat.

Thank you, and um...

Can I borrow some cash for a cab?

The other one goes toward your bottomless tab.

You're a good man, Rafferty.

I know.

You getting this, mom?

You can't hide from me, Billy!

I'm not hiding.

It's called taking cover.

Thanks for taking my calls, Billy Boy.

Jesus.

How the hell?

Your security,

yeah, not as good as you imagine it to be.

That's ridiculous, my security is state of the art.

There is no way...

Wait, this is a dream, isn't it?

Bingo, I happen to be right outside your building.

Just as that Shadowman guy could be,

or, like, a dozen other dreamers

more powerful than yourself,

which isn't saying much.

What is your point?

I want to make a deal with you.

I find myself in need of a refuge.

All of my assets appear to have been frozen.

I have hitmen after my ass,

so I can't go back to my apartment,

or anywhere on the street, for that matter.

What's in it for me, or us?

Two things:

I have the best intel on Taylor Bennett,

and although I am out of favor...

She'd sooner deal with me than any of you.

And I can provide protection in the dreamscape.

Against the Shadowman?

- He almost killed you. - Yeah, but he didn't.

And now that I know what his gig is,

he'll never get that close again.

So what do you say, Bill?

Détente?

You usually smirk when you say something like this.

Why aren't you smirking?

Maybe it's because I mean it.

Do you have any actual idea of how to do this?

None, but I would be willing to bet

that if we put our collective heads together,

we'll figure it out.

Okay, fine, whatever.

But I see one sign...

I know.

Believe me, I know.

Now, if you could do me a favor

and wake me up and let me in,

I would appreciate it.

I'm freezing my ass off out here.

Hey, Quentin.

Hey, um, look,

I'm sorry about last night.

And I hope I didn't spoil your evening.

There's something I have to tell you.

It's about Ronald.

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