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[Sirens wail]

[Indistinct conversations]

So, uh, what exactly did Dana say on the phone?

She owns this house,

she rents it to her daughter and three of her friends.

One of the friends was found dead in the pool.

- I thought you and Dana don't speak. - We don't,

not since she was fired off the anchor desk.

I think she just called me to get to you.

Jake, her daughter, Maya,

is the one who found the body.

She said she could be a suspect.

Based upon what?

She didn't say.

[Indistinct conversations]

Man: You can come over now.

[Indistinct conversations]

- Is that Maya? - Yeah.

They're testing for gunshot residue.

She should've refused.

How well do you know her?

When I worked for her mom, I practically raised her.

We stayed close, but I haven't seen her in a while.

Julia.

Mr. Gregorian, my daughter really needs your help.

Who's the victim?

It's Johnny Weston.

Really sweet kid.

No!

Hey! Hey, hey, look.

- Easy. - Dana: That's Willow and Preston.

They're the other roommates.

They're all really close,

been living here for about a year.

Oh, I can't believe this is happening.

I'm sorry, Ms. Hartman, could you, uh...

- Could you give us a minute? - Yes, of course.

So, what are you two doing here?

When I worked with Dana, I was close with her daughter.

What's the D.A. doing at a crime scene?

Young man shot in the backyard of a home

owned by Dana Hartman.

This case will be under the microscope,

not to mention the press will be all over it.

Well, I'll be representing Maya,

so no questions and no further tests without a warrant.

The gunshot residue's come up positive. We're bringing her in.

[Police radio chatter]

Excuse us.

[Camera shutters click]

Maya!

Julia?

This is Jake Gregorian.

He's a lawyer, and he's a friend.

You can trust him.

Don't say anything to anyone, Maya.

I'll meet you at the precinct, okay?

Okay.

[Engine starts]

[Siren wails]

Dana, tell me everything I need to know right now.

I-I'm not proud of this,

but I-I've been reading her diary.

- What? - I was worried about her.

She's been so moody and distant.

Two days ago,

she wrote that she wanted to kill Johnny.

- Where's that diary now? - Before the

police came, I searched her bedroom.

It's gone.

Please don't tell her I read it.

I'll call as soon as I can.

- Woman: Dana, over here! - Man: Over here, Dana!

[Reporters shouting]

Dana: Oh, God.

It was around 11:00, I think.

I saw that the gate was open,

so I went into the backyard,

and that's when I saw Johnny in the pool.

At first, I thought that he was fooling around,

but then I saw the blood.

What did you do?

I called my roommates

and then my mom and then the police.

I'm very sorry, Maya.

I know Johnny was a friend.

Were you two having problems?

Were you fighting?

No, not at all.

Do you have any idea what happened to the gun?

I never saw a gun because I didn't shoot him.

One last question, Maya...

How did you get gunshot residue on your hands?

I honestly have no idea.

Hey.

Thank you for meeting me here.

I'm going a little crazy.

Have you spoken to Jake yet?

He called me from the precinct, told me to stay away.

The press had already arrived.

He didn't want to cause a scene.

You know she's innocent, right?

Of course I do.

God, Julia, despite the circumstances,

I'm so glad you're here.

It's really good to see you.

Listen, Dana,

I know you're spinning right now,

and you probably need someone to talk to,

and I... I don't want to be insensitive,

but I'm only here for Maya.

Your empathy's heartwarming.

You were my mentor.

And I admired you more than anyone,

not to mention you are a great newswoman,

and you broke through glass ceilings...

- But I made an unfortunate mistake. - "Unfortunate"?

You committed journalistic fraud.

You fabricated an interview.

Brian Williams embellishes a story

and gets back on the air a year later.

But I'm... I'm out of the business.

You didn't just embellish.

You made up an entire interview,

and then your alleged source was assassinated.

You never met with him.

You never even left the hotel room.

It was the biggest mistake I've ever made in my life.

But, Julia,

you could've spoken to me, talked to me,

before you just ran off to the L.A. Times.

I tried. You told me to look the other way.

If I had not gone public,

you would've taken me down with you,

not to mention the credibility of the network.

You didn't just hurt me. You hurt Maya.

When you were knocked down off your perch,

I helped Maya pick up the pieces.

She practically lived with me

while you were brooding and feeling sor...

You know what? I should go.

Let Maya know, if she needs me, I'm here for her.

So the police just questioned Maya,

then released her?

The D.A.'s decision was strategic.

There's not enough evidence to indict her.

Max is hoping to build his case while Maya's out.

Well, what about the gunshot residue?

She doesn't know how it got on her.

How do you not know?

Well, you got me, but it's our job to find out.

Let's start with research on GSR false-positives.

Well, what about the diary?

You said she wrote that she wanted to kill him.

The diary is missing. Dana can't find it.

Maya's roommates are headed over.

Separate them, okay?

Compare their stories.

Excuse me for a second.

Hey, Julia, what's up?

Maya asked me to sit in on her meeting,

- but I wanted to check with you first. - Yeah.

She's hiding something.

I can feel it.

Help me get her to open up?

It's what I do best.

Maya: I was close with all of my roommates.

Johnny was the goofball.

He would literally stand on his head

just to get me to laugh.

He was that kind of guy.

Before he was killed, were you guys fighting?

He asked me that same question.

Mom, what did you tell them?

I knew you were angry with Johnny.

How could you possibly know that?

I... I, um...

Oh, my God.

- You read my journal? - Maya, what was I supposed to do?

You've been so distant lately.

You don't answer my phone calls,

and when I come visit the house, you go straight to your room.

For years, you were too busy for me.

And now, when I'm not available,

you read my personal thoughts?

Maya...

No, I appreciate

that you're trying to get back into my life

after all these years,

but I'm 22 years old.

I have boundaries.

[Voice breaking] I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, but I...

But what, Mom?!

What makes that okay?!

Look, Mr. Gregorian,

me and Johnny, we weren't fighting,

and what I didn't tell you last night

and what isn't in my diary

is that Johnny was my boyfriend.

- What? - I was in love with him.

Maya, I had no idea.

I need some air.

[Door opens]

Uh...

I... I shou... I should go get her.

Let me. I'll go.

Oh, God.

[Crying] Oh, my God.

Thanks for coming in, Willow.

We appreciate you helping Maya.

Of course. Maya's like a sister.

We were a family, the four of us.

I can't believe... Johnny's gone.

Any idea who'd want to hurt Johnny?

No.

I mean, he was the nicest one in the house.

Tried to get us to volunteer at a soup kitchen.

He's that guy.

And where do you work?

A talent agency, in the mail room.

I'm a deejay.

I spun last week

at the grand opening of the Papa John's in Reseda.

Maya and Johnny were with me.

[Chuckles]

We had a blast.

- Did Johnny ever take any drugs? - No.

No, he wasn't like that.

We all drink, but nothing illegal.

Ella: And where were you last night when Johnny was killed?

Lucky Strike.

The bowling alley in Hollywood.

- I was with Willow. - Got there around 8:00, I think.

And we left around 11:00.

And that's when Maya called you.

Yeah. She was hysterical.

Screaming that Johnny was dead.

And we rushed back to the house.

And Dana Hartman was already there?

Yeah, she lives nearby.

Okay. Where are you staying now?

With Dana, at her house in Westwood.

She's cool like that.

She's letting us stay there

until our place is released by the cops.

Did Johnny have a girlfriend?

Johnny hung out with a lot of girls,

most recently with Maya, but...

But it wasn't serious.

I-I'm sure she wanted more, but...

Like I said, Johnny wasn't the girlfriend type.

Last question.

Bradley: In your estimation,

is there any chance Maya could've killed Johnny?

- Definitely not. - Maya could be

moody, but she's not a killer.

I'm sure of it.

[Indistinct conversations]

A little early in the day for shots, isn't it?

How did you find me?

Your car's still in the parking lot.

This is the closest bar.

I know what happens when your mom pushes your buttons.

After so many years of her not being around,

it's like all of a sudden, she's trying too hard.

And don't get me wrong, I...

I know she let's me live in that great house,

she's friends with my roommates...

I appreciate all of it.

But I can't just forget everything that came before.

I understand.

So, you and Johnny,

was it really love?

I had never felt that way.

But you wrote in your journal...

It's not a journal in the traditional sense.

It's a burn book.

A burn book?

A few months ago, I started seeing a therapist.

He suggested that I journal my feelings

but not that "Dear Diary" crap.

Stuff about people that pissed me off.

So when I wrote that I wanted to kill Johnny,

it was just... in that moment.

What'd he do to make you so angry?

I told him I loved him,

and he didn't say anything back.

I've been there.

Look, I'm not gonna defend your mom,

but she does have your best interests at heart.

Maybe cut her a little slack, okay?

I'll think about it.

Julia, where have you been?

The P.A. is asking me where I've been?

I'm sorry.

Megan and Louise are in your office.

They want to talk to you about something.

[Clears throat] Do we have a meeting?

No, honey, but this day just got a lot more interesting.

What are you talking about?

Someone just sent this video

to Louise anonymously.

Louise: Oh, my God.

Dana Hartman, the first female network news anchor

and a scourge on journalistic integrity,

is having sex with a murder victim.

Julia: Louise, it's so much worse.

The young man in this video is her daughter's boyfriend,

and if Maya knew her mother was sleeping with him,

it's motive for murder.

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- Where did you get this? - What does it matter where we got it?

You were actually having sex with your daughter's boyfriend?

You know what?

Until this morning,

I had no idea that Maya was dating Johnny.

It happened just that one time.

[Sighs]

A month ago, a pipe broke at the house.

I dropped by to pay the plumber.

Johnny was there.

He said he had a sexy dream about me.

[Chuckles] He made me feel young.

He took me into his bedroom, and...

I had no idea he was filming.

Does Maya know about this?

No, but she will.

As a professional courtesy, Julia came to me first,

but she is planning to air it on her show.

[Chuckles]

You're enjoying this, aren't you.

Holding that stupid video over my head,

threatening to air it in the name of news.

It is news.

Julia, there's always a horse trade.

What do you want not to air it?

What are you offering?

What if Dana agrees to be a guest on your show?

- What? - It would be her first interview

since she was publicly fired.

No, no! Absolutely not.

I will not be splashed around as entertainment

while my daughter's being investigated

for a crime she didn't commit.

Dana, you know how this works.

Julia doesn't air the tape,

and you get to advocate for Maya.

Right now, the press is calling your daughter a murderer.

You get to go on "LHL,"

look straight into the camera,

and tell them why they are wrong.

You'll bury it?

Come on, Julia.

Dana Hartman, back on TV.

This is big. You know it.

Fine.

You have a deal.

Good.

Uh, now, Dana,

would you mind giving us a minute?

[Door slams]

Were you really gonna air that tape?

Of course not.

I would never do that to Maya.

But I wanted Dana on the show.

And I figured you'd get us there.

[Chuckles]

This is a nice surprise.

Brought you a blueberry muffin for breakfast.

It's almost 5:00.

Yeah, been trying to get over here all day.

Anyway, I wanted to see you.

Thanks.

But I have to get ready for the show.

Are we okay?

I mean, one date in, and I'm prosecuting Jake.

Talk about a rocky start.

I am fond of you, you know.

I often wish you weren't such a stinker.

"His Girl Friday," Rosalind Russell.

- No? - Sorry.

But sounds like you might be open to dinner.

Tomorrow night, I'll pick you up here, 6:30.

Okay.

[Note plays]

Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya

Higher.

Ya, ya, ya, ya

- [Knock on door] - Come in.

Do I hear singing?

Vocal exercises.

I've been invited to perform the national anthem

at the Lakers game.

Ryan'selping me pick a key.

That's great.

- Can I have a minute? - No problem.

Louise, you rock.

I want tickets to the game.

So, I saw the D.A. in your office.

I assume everything's going well.

- We have a date tomorrow. - Louise: Thank God.

I was about to create your Tinder account.

To be honest,

I'm not sure I'm ready to be with someone yet.

Well, worst case, the D.A.'s a palate cleanser.

Use him for some crazy, mind-blowing sex.

Just sayin'.

You're never "just sayin'" anything.

That's true.

So what did standards and practices say

about the Dana Hartman sex tape?

How much of it can we air?

We're not gonna air it.

I made a deal with Dana,

but she is gonna make an appearance on your show.

- She is your first guest this evening. - Hold on.

You made a deal with the person

who single-handedly set back women in news,

and you didn't ask me?

Come on, Louise, you only hate her

because after she got fired off the network anchor desk,

you didn't get the job.

Yeah. Passed over for a man because of her.

It took years before another woman got that job.

Louise, I don't need you permission

to negotiate a guest.

Besides, you're in the driver's seat.

You can ask her anything you want.

Except the sex tape.

That's off-limits.

- Let's check the graphics on one. - Sure.

And the gunshot reside.

And the crime-scene footage.

- Good. - Woman: Good. Okay.

[Indistinct conversations]

You okay?

Yeah.

It's just been a long time since I've been on stage.

Well, just tell the truth.

- It's the easiest... - Easiest thing to remember.

Yep.

Nice to see you, Louise.

[Bell rings]

Man: We're live in 5, 4, 3...

We begin with the shocking murder

of 22-year-old aspiring filmmaker Johnny Weston.

Cue the photo.

Last night, Mr. Weston was gunned down...

Crime-scene footage.

...he shared with his three roommates.

One of those roommates was Maya Hartman,

daughter of Dana Hartman,

the first woman to solo anchor a network news program.

Ms. Hartman was forced to resign from her anchor desk

- nine years ago... - She's going off-script.

...after fabricating a story.

You happy? Move on, please.

Although Dana's daughter, Maya,

hasn't been charged in Johnny Weston's homicide,

the police brought her in for questioning,

and she's considered the prime suspect.

Our studio guest tonight

appearing on camera for the first time

since she left the business,

Dana Hartman.

- Good evening, Dana. - Louise.

This must be a harrowing time for you,

your daughter at the center of a murder investigation.

More than you can imagine.

Why come on the show?

Why the need to publicly advocate for your daughter?

Seems to me to be a case of "she doth protest too much."

Well, I'm hopeful that the public won't penalize her

for the mistakes that I've made.

Let's talk evidence.

She was the one who found the body,

and there was gunshot residue on her hands.

That's true.

But even the scientific community admits

that GSR tests are not 100% accurate.

There are false-positives.

My daughter has never fired a gun.

- Nice job, Dana. - Even science is not absolute.

Louise: False-positives? Hold on.

- Let's talk about that for a second. - Julia: Wrap up with Dana, and segue to

the gunshot-residue expert after a break.

Darin: No way.

Tell her to keep going with Dana.

Dana: I'm not suggesting anything.

Uh, scratch that, Louise.

What's going on?

Air the tape, Julia.

How do you know about the tape?

Louise: Engaging in pyrotechnics, welding, that sort of thing...

Is your daughter in either of those fields?

No, she is not.

My information is the test...

I made a deal with Dana not to air it.

It's already loaded. Air the tape now.

- What? - Perry, cue up the tape.

Don't look at her. I'm her boss, which makes me your boss.

If you don't do it, I'll do it myself.

Darin, this is my show, and you're undermining me.

There will be consequences.

You're all set, Louise.

Dana...

Guests will not come on this show

if they don't think they can trust me.

...How well did you know your daughter's roommates?

Specifically the victim, Johnny Weston.

My daughter had several roommates.

Johnny was one of them,

and I would see him from time to time.

Would you care to elaborate?

Louise, don't do this.

Earlier today,

"LHL" received an anonymous video recording.

I'd like to get your thoughts.

[Gasps softly]

Maya, Maya!

[Door opens, closes]

So, exactly how would you characterize

your relationship with Johnny?

Go to commercial.

Damn it, Louise, go to commercial.

We'll be right back.

Man: And clear.

[Door opens]

Dana, I am so sorry.

I swear, that was not my decision.

[Voice breaking] You know what?

I should've never trusted you.

- No, listen to me... - No, I understand

that you and I are not friends,

but like it or not,

I got you started in this business,

and I have done nothing but support you and your career.

- Please hear me out. - What you just did to me,

I wouldn't have done it to my worst enemy.

You don't get your way, and so you run to Darin?

You were burying the video to protect Maya.

I was making a decision

as the executive producer of this show.

Which has my name on it.

You only wanted to air the tape to humiliate Dana.

The tape was relevant to the story, and you know it.

I negotiate appearances on this show every day.

If guests think I don't honor my word,

you will be interviewing an empty chair

for as long as your name is on this show.

If viewers think we bury a story because of a personal bias,

we lose credibility.

And, yes, there are occasional exceptions to that rule,

but that video was sent to me,

and you didn't have the right to barter it

without talking with me first,

so don't come looking for an apology

when you should be giving one!

You go over my head again,

and you can find yourself another producer.

[Door closes]

[Cellphone ringing]

Julia: I know why you're calling, and it's not a good time.

We had a deal.

I was ambushed by Louise.

Come on, Julia, Dana went on the show.

She did everything you asked.

I know, and trust me, I'm so sorry.

- I have to go. - No, Julia...

- I'm sorry. - Julia...

[Exhales sharply]

I swear, I didn't want to air that tape.

Still think my mom has my best interests in mind?

[Sniffles]

[Crying]

If Maya knew her boyfriend was sleeping with her mother,

Dana may have just provided the D.A. with motive.

Well, they'd have to prove she knew.

- Dana said it was only the one time. - [Scoffs]

Someone knew.

I mean, Johnny Weston didn't send that video from the grave.

- [Sighs] - Ella: Video's gone viral.

You need to see something.

Yeah, I think, uh, we've seen enough.

Just watch.

There. Did you see that?

Bradley: Yeah, the camera moved.

It zoomed in.

Jake: Someone else is controlling it.

It's a remote-control camera.

Probably hidden.

Dana didn't know they were being filmed.

Maybe Johnny didn't, either.

What if Johnny figured it out?

What if he confronted the creep who filmed them

and that creep had a gun?

- Has the crime scene been released yet? - A few hours ago. Why?

I'm going back to the house.

[Divine Fits' "Flaggin' a Ride" plays]

I know you see me

I'm just like you

Can't you see me wavin'?

I'm flaggin' a ride

Can't you see me wavin'?

I'm flaggin' a ride

Maybe you been caught out once before

Maybe you're an angel disguised

Maybe you got room to spare

Maybe you're the one that don't just stare

Can't you see me wavin'?

I'm flaggin' a ride

Jake: Good evening, sir.

I do believe that this is your transmitter.

It's got your company sticker on it.

What do you want, Mr. Gregorian?

Yeah, I know who you are. I've seen you on TV.

How'd you get in the attic?

I installed their security system last Fall.

And while you were at it,

you just thought you'd slap up a couple of your own...

personal cameras?

So what really happened?

Did Johnny figure out that you were filming,

threatened to call the cops, so you killed him?

No. Nobody knew what I was doing.

Oh.

Why did you send that sex video

to "Louise Herrick Live"?

Why?

I did the security installation at that house, for cost.

How does Dana Hartman repay me?

She files a complaint with city planning,

preventing me from adding a second story to my house.

So, yeah, I sent the video.

Payback's a bitch.

I'm gonna need all that video right now.

Oh.

I can just go to a judge, get a subpoena,

come back here with a bunch of news crews,

and we can do this big and messy.

Or we can just keep it our little secret.

It's up to you.

[Garage-door motor whirring]

[Pad beeping]

All the footage...

...is stored on here.

4 terabyte capacity,

transfer rate of 180 megabytes per second.

Enjoy the show.

Jake: Okay, Ella,

all the video footage is stored on this drive.

Please tell me I don't have to go through

the creepy neighbor's homemade porn.

Well, let's just say we're providing zealous advocacy

for one of our clients.

What are we looking for?

There's thousands of hours of video footage there.

Look for anything suspicious...

Fights between the roommates, unwanted guests, drugs...

Anything that might point the finger away from Maya

and towards another suspect.

This is gonna take days.

I suggest you grab yourself a paralegal.

Keep me posted.

Jake, uh, Johnny Weston's father is here?

He says you called him.

I did.

Well, he knows we represent Maya, right?

He does.

- Okay. Well, he's in your office. - All right.

Jake: Mr. Weston.

I am not entirely sure why you want to talk to me.

Well, first, sir,

let me offer you my deepest sympathy for your loss.

I guess I'll just be blunt.

Maya did not kill Johnny.

You're her lawyer.

Of course you would say that.

She was dating your son.

She was very much in love with him.

By all accounts, I really can't see, uh...

You didn't know.

I have learned more about my son

in the past 12 hours than in the past year.

I saw the sex tape on TV.

I'm sorry.

He was a great kid, a good son,

straight A's in high school,

played the saxophone in the band,

and now he is making a sex tape

with a woman twice his age

while dating her daughter.

That is not the boy I knew.

If Maya didn't kill him...

who do you think did?

Sir, that's exactly the reason

why I've asked you here today.

Do you know if Johnny had any enemies?

Did he owe any money?

Did he get in any fights?

I wish I could answer those questions.

I wish that I had come to visit my boy

when he stopped returning my calls.

I am sorry.

But I guess I did not know my son very well.

Trevor: This is so boring.

I thought you said this was gonna be like work-sanctioned porn.

I can't believe he recorded them doing normal everyday crap.

[Breathes deeply]

What's the deal with you and that guy from "LHL"?

What?

We have to talk about something to pass the time.

Ask me anything you want.

His name's Ryan.

Yeah? Is it serious, or...?

Are you asking if I'm available, because...

[Chuckles] No, you're not my type.

On the other hand, Ryan would be...

Oh.

Got it.

Things are improving over here.

I'm not a fan of fur coats,

but I think I have the same pink slippers.

So do I.

Kidding.

Whoa.

Apparently, Preston and Willow

were more than just roommates.

10 bucks says she takes care of him first.

And there she goes.

Rookie mistake.

Another 10 minutes he's fast asleep.

Hello, Johnny.

- That's the victim? - Yeah.

Hmm.

Wow.

That is one friendly house.

But I thought Johnny was with Maya.

He was.

And if I was Maya,

and I found out my boyfriend

was sleeping with both my roommates...

I'd want to kill him.

Don't lock me out

Like I'm the big bad wolf

Don't be scared

Let me in

Or I'm gonna blow your house down

Open up

Let me in

[Knock on door]

Come in.

Or I'll blow your house down

Hi.

[Breathes deeply]

Julia.

Fashion magazine and jelly beans?

You're stressed?

Of course I'm stressed.

You and I are fighting.

Last night, I had this dream.

I was at my stove, cooking dinner...

Spaghetti and meatballs.

And I heard you whisper in my ear,

"The pasta's all cued up.

Go to the pasta and ask about the sauce."

That's ridiculous.

You haven't cooked dinner in ages.

[Chuckles]

[Sighs]

Tell me we're not gonna end up like you and Dana.

Never.

[Sighs]

I knew you wouldn't agree

with the deal I made with Dana,

so I didn't tell you.

I should have, and I'm sorry.

And I shouldn't have gone behind your back.

I apologize.

[Sighs] Now how about a drink?

Mm. Scotch is good for my singing voice.

Hey. Am I interrupting?

We kissed and made up. Oh, good.

Uh, the D.A.'s holding a press conference.

Apparently, there's a big break in the Johnny Weston murder.

Max: The investigation into the murder of Johnny Weston

has led to a remarkable and unforeseen revelation.

Ballistics tests performed on

the bullet removed from Mr. Weston

indicate that the gun used to commit the murder

belongs to singer-performer Ray J.

- Did I hear that right? - We can confirm, however,

that Ray J was performing in Atlanta

on the night of the shooting.

So let me be clear...

Ray J is not a suspect in the homicide.

Ray J? The gun belongs to Ray J?

To help us ascertain

how this legally obtained firearm

came to be used in the murder of Johnny Weston.

Jake, I found something interesting on the video.

Wait. Hold on. Ray J's about to make a statement.

Why do we care about Ray J?

The murder weapon belonged to him.

[Reporters shouting]

Ray J: I want to start off by stating

that I had absolutely nothing to do

with Johnny Weston's death.

I never met him,

so I can't speak on his tragic death.

I can speak to the mystery of how my handgun was used

in this terrible crime.

Two weeks ago, my home was broken into,

and among other things,

my handgun was stolen out of my bedroom closet.

And to avoid press coverage,

I did not notify police about the theft,

and for that, I'm sorry.

This bodes well for Maya.

How do you figure?

The police will focus on the burglary.

It opens up the suspect pool.

Max: My office has since learned

that in the past six months,

several other celebrity homes have also been broken into,

presumably by the same person or people.

Furthermore, it's my understanding

that the L.A.P.D. are close to making an arrest

in these so-called Bling Ring burglaries.

New theory...

Someone broke into Ray J's house,

stole his gun,

then targeted the Hartman house for another burglary.

Johnny interrupted the burglar

and got shot with Ray J's gun.

I can't discuss that at this time.

That's all for now. Thank you.

Woman: Ray J, what other items were stolen from you?

My watch collection, uh, jewelry,

uh, my wife's fur,

and them pink slippers that she loved.

I got them pink slippers for her

for her birthday.

And, oh, oh! And you know what's weird?

They stole a painting

of my family dog at Christmas.

The only one we had.

- L-Little Mojo. - Ella: Oh, God.

What's wrong?

Fur coat, pink slippers, the dog painting?

Those items are in Maya's house.

If that's all true,

then Maya and her roommates are the Bling Ring.

[Breathes deeply]

[Knock on door]

Wow.

So how is it you ended up behind the camera?

I'm too much of a control freak to be on air.

That was quite a press conference, by the way.

Sometimes when I'm driving to work in the morning,

I try to predict how my day's going to unfold.

Then a case takes a turn like today,

- and I wonder why the hell I bother. - [Chuckles]

Are you ready?

Mm-hmm.

Let's go.

So, where are we going?

We are going on a date.

You have to hit the down button

if you want to get to your car.

Trust me.

What are we doing out here?

Wait for it.

It's beautiful.

Everything I know about dating

I learned from watching "The Bachelor."

[Laughs] In fact, there's a hot tub filled with rose petals

just around the corner.

[Both laugh]

Allow me.

Maya, it's Jake Gregorian.

Again, it is very important that we talk.

Please call me back immediately.

Thank you.

Ella: I spoke to Dana.

She said that Preston and Willow went back to the house.

I swung by their place, but there's no sign of them.

They're not answering their phones, either.

Damn it.

And after that press conference, they probably skipped town.

I thought so, too,

but their cars are all at the house,

and there's no record of them booking any flights.

Well, if they're not at the house, they didn't run,

and they're not answering their phones, then...

I know where they are.

Max: It was my first day

as an assistant district attorney.

I finish work, head over to a friend's birthday,

and boom!

Someone breaks out this huge bag of weed.

Don't tell me you became a narc.

Uh, no.

- The doorbell rings. - Uh-huh.

I go and answer it, and it's a cop.

Ooh, what did you do?

I go straight into lawyer mode,

tell him he's got to go away, come back with a warrant.

Then I slam the door, I rush back inside,

I flush the entire bag of weed straight down the toilet.

Another ring at the doorbell.

It's the cop again.

But this time,

he's holding a boom box and a bunch of balloons.

[Laughing]

He's a stripper?

A girl at the party had just got engaged.

Strangely, I was never invited back.

[Laughing]

Thanks, Max.

I needed this.

The night's not over yet.

Follow me.

[Clears throat]

Have a seat.

Max, this is incredible.

One moment.

- And here we go. - [Fanfare plays]

Oh-ho! "His Girl Friday"?!

Well played, Mr. D.A.

- [Sighs] - Well played.

[Engine revving]

Dana: It's Dana. Leave me a message.

[Voicemail beeps]

Dana, this is Jake.

I need you to call me back immediately.

[Cellphone beeps]

Walter: We've got something between us nothing can change.

Oh, well, I suppose you're right in a way, Walter.

Sure, I'm right.

I am fond of you, you know.

- [Chuckles] - Attagirl.

I often wish you weren't such a stinker.

- Y... - [Both laugh]

I am, I suppose.

You must come up and meet my mother.

Come on, come on, pick up.

Hildy: ...do everything you possibly could

to gum up the whole works.

Walter: Well, I meant to let you go, Hildy,

- but you know how it is. - One second. I'm sorry.

You never miss the water till the well runs dry.

A big, fat lummox like you...

Hey, what's up? I'm kind of busy right now.

I think Maya's been arrested.

What?

Is there new evidence?

No, it's not on the murder.

Maya and her roommates are the ones

that have been breaking into celebrity homes.

Meet me at the precinct.

Okay, I'll meet you there.

[Cellphone beeps]

Max, I'm so sorry. I...

I just heard about Maya.

I guess, uh,

Cary and Rosalind are gonna have to wait.

[Door opens]

Jake: Ruiz, a minute?

Where's Maya?

I know you have her and her roommates.

If a detective is talking to her,

I want all questions stopped right now.

Relax.

The roommates have been separated.

We know you represent Maya.

- She hasn't said a word. - Good.

You should know we executed a warrant

and found stolen items.

I want to see my client right now.

Please tell me you only accepted the stolen items.

Tell me you were not breaking into those people's houses!

Our best bet now is to cut a deal.

If I tell the D.A. that you're willing to testify

against Preston and Willow...

- No. - ...I can get you out on probation.

It's not gonna get any better than that, Maya.

I'm not ratting out my friends.

They're the only family I have.

Listen to me very carefully.

This could be your last chance.

Let me help you. Please.

Officer!

[Pounding on door ]

I just got a message from Jake. What's going on?

I talked to a detective who said he's talking to Maya.

I'm just waiting.

Dana, I want you to know how sorry I am

- about airing the tape. - Right now, my only concern is Maya.

Julia: What's going on?

Maya, Willow, and Preston have all been arrested

for breaking into celebrity homes.

- What, the... the Bling Ring? - Yeah.

They're looking at multiple counts of burglary.

- Oh, God. - Ruiz: Jake?

Uh, Detective Ruiz, this is my client's mother, Dana.

- I believe you know Julia. - Hi.

Heads-up... We're transferring Maya

to the courthouse in the next hour.

Jake: You're not gonna be able

to prove the burglaries, and you know it.

At best, you might have her on possession of stolen property.

Her roommates rolled on her for shooting Johnny Weston.

They gave us Maya's diary, too,

which speaks to premeditation.

She's gonna be charged with first-degree murder.

No, no, no, no, no. I-I want to see her.

Ms. Hartman,

she told me she didn't want to see you.

- What? - I'm sorry.

- This is all your fault. - My fault?

You aired that damn tape. You promised you wouldn't.

Dana, please, you know how the business works.

I called you for help.

And you have done nothing but make things worse.

You stay away from me and stay away from Maya.

It's amazing how she always manages to play the victim.

Instead of focusing on Maya, she makes it about herself.

I don't see it that way, Julia.

Jake, airing the tape was not my decision.

I was ambushed.

I heard you the first time.

But let's be honest, with the flip of a switch,

you could've gone to a commercial break,

you could've cut Louise's sound,

you could've stood up to your boss

and threatened to quit.

Hell, you could've left the show

if your integrity was at stake.

There were circumstances beyond my control.

You didn't just make a deal with her.

You made one with me.

So, yes, I understand exactly why she's so upset with you.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I have to go tell my client

that her best friends have sold her out,

and she's being charged with first-degree murder.

And all the roses turn to black

Just as cold as stone

We give ourselves a shining start

We're all alone

All alone

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