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I always felt safe
in my neighborhood.

A tree-lined street in
the middle of a big city.

It's where my dad put
me on a school bus

for the first time,

where he taught me
how to ride a bike.

God, I miss my dad.

But then, my senior
year of high school,

something terrible happened.

Something that would
change my life forever.

Something that even my daddy
couldn't protect me from.

I was attacked by
a serial mugger

on the street I grew up on.

After he took my things,

he violently pushed me down,

shattering the bones
in my left foot.

I have to use this cane
for the rest of my life.

But what hurt me the most

isn't that I'll have
to limp down the aisle

when I get married someday,

or that I can never go
jogging in Central Park.

It's that the man
who did this to me

had mugged five people
within a one-mile radius

that same week,

and law enforcement didn't
send a single warning.

That's why I created Cerberus,

the neighborhood guard dog.

Our app lets users send
location-based crime alerts

in real time.

And guess what-- our
five million users

are reporting thousands
of crimes daily,

preventing bad guys from
attacking good people.

And with our IPO just
around the corner,

the time to invest is now.

Quinn Powers. Hey.

Josh Johnson from
the New York View.

That's so sweet. All
interview requests

have to go through my publicist.

Oh, I don't think
you're gonna want to

tell your publicist about this,

except for damage control.

But I do think it's
too late for that.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Oh, I-I've been
working on a piece

for a while now, about you.

About Cerberus.

And it's gonna be big.
I think you know why.

This is harassment.

Oh, no, you can't play the
victim with me, Quinn. See,

I know everything.

And this article-- it goes
to my editor in a week.

I would love to get
a statement from you.

I mean, just think
about all those people

inside that building.

They'll want to know
why this company

they poured their
hopes and dreams into

just went down the drain.

Quinn, is this
man bothering you?

It's fine. I'm fine.

He and his dog
just frightened me.

I was just leaving,
but take my card.

That's a great dog.

Oh, yeah, her name's Gonzo.

She's a purebred border terrier.

Purebred? Must have
cost a fortune.

Well, it's a good investment.

Come on. Let's go.

I think Cerberus is a
good investment, too.

If it works.

Oh, it'll work.

Someone is stealing
dogs in Park Slope.

Put it at the top of the feed.

I haven't seen anything
about a dognapper

on the police scanner.

Well, this guy
is clearly dangerous.

Look at all these
flyers. And see that?

Wears a long black coat

and steals purebreds.

What for? For the money,

or something worse.

The scariest part:

he uses a cattle prod
to subdue the owners.

Should we ask around for
some witness accounts first?

We usually have at least ten

before anything goes
into the system.

Lina, this app was
built on trust.

We have to warn the people.

If someone had warned me
about the serial mugger,

I would have never
walked home alone

after the One Direction concert.

You're right. Sorry.

Thank you for the
accountability.

Hello, everyone.

Before we begin, I would
like to acknowledge

we're in New York City,

the ancestral and
unceded territory

of the Lenape people.

Quinn, you're on mute.

Were you doing the
land acknowledgement?

It's fine. I should
just dive in.

Okay, so, as predicted,

our IPO is still on schedule.

Mm! Yay!

Our numbers are up.
Churn rate is down.

The board is happy and brand
trust is better than ever.

Oh, and we are crushing our
trial partnership with the NYPD.

I've prepared a
90-minute presentation

about our expansion plan,

and it would be so great

if you could hold all
questions until the end.

Seriously, don't interrupt me.

I'm looking at you, Toby.

Men are 33% more
likely to interrupt

when a woman is speaking
as opposed to another man.

Don't be that guy.

I will stop the meeting.

Okay, so, I'm sharing my screen.

Don't read my texts.

Can everyone hear me?

Sure, yeah. LINA: Yup.

Expansion is exciting.

It's rewarding.

It's goals. But
leading up to it

is a sensitive time.

Cerberus is about to
take over the country,

and you are on the ground floor.

You are the dream.

My dream.

I trust you, authentically,
with my whole heart.

And I know that
you'll be mindful

for the sake of our
collective success.

But as a
gentle, well-intentioned,

humble reminder:

do not talk to the press.

Thank you for giving me a
chance to speak my truth.

I think you're making
the right decision.

Do not give them our
truth. Do not let them in

on our special, unique journey.

Do not leak information.

Until we make a killing.

Oh!

Listing Cerberus on the
New York Stock Exchange

will be seminal. It's everything
we've been working toward.

Hell, it's everything every
start-up works toward.

But only the bravest
and the most resilient

ever succeed.

I believe, earnestly,
that we are the bravest.

Where is it?

We are the most resilient.

Where is it?

And, without a doubt,
we will succeed.

Seriously?

I am humbled

whenever I think
about how we will soon

show the world that good

can prevail in a
sea of darkness.

Subtle.

The world needs
Cerberus, especially now.

Our work is imperative, and
our light will burn bright.

Come on, sweetie. It's okay.

And as we illuminate the world

with our positivity, I promise

I will foster a joyful
space,

free of harm.

Cerberus is and always
will be

a beautiful family.

Come... Come on.

Get out, you stubborn
little bitch.

And I know it's kind of ick

to talk so much about money,

but take solace in the fact

that even though
we'll be mega-rich,

we'll still be doing mega-good.

All right, hit me
with your questions.

Oh...

Sorry.

Wow.

Oh, my gosh.

This is the best
tomato I've ever eaten.

It better be, considering

how they chased you
out of that co-op.

Oh, yeah, thanks for saving me.

Why were they so mad?

You have to be a
member to shop there.

Oh, well, that seems exclusive.

Mm. Well, Park Slope
is bougie like that.

I thought Brooklyn was
supposed to be edgy and grimy.

Well, back in the day, people
couldn't afford Manhattan,

so they moved to Brooklyn,

but now they can't
afford Brooklyn, either.

Oh, no. So, where do they go?

To their parents.

Oh. You better
get rid of that.

Aw, but it cost $12. Mmm.

Mmm. This place is gorgeous.

Everything is so...

precise.

Hmm.

That's weird.

Hmm.

Why would someone this organized
rip something so carelessly

from of the bulletin board?
See how the torn paper

is left under the pushpin?

Well, maybe the
dognapper ripped it out.

Dognapper?

Struck multiple times
in the neighborhood.

Edwards says

there were witness accounts
of him entering the apartment

late last night
on some crime app.

Aw. So cute.

Hey. Come here.

Is that the young woman
from all these articles

on the bulletin board?

Hmm. Looks like it.

So, nothing was found
that could identify him?

Culprit left no trace.

Are you absolutely sure?

Sorry, yeah.

I love your app, by the way.

I really think it's
gonna change our field.

Oh, thank you.
That is so sweet.

I can work my way
around any UI,

but some of these dinosaurs
better start taking lessons.

Well, I hope it
just helps you catch

the dognapper. This
is all so scary.

Hi. Oh!

Are you a witness? Don't mean

to interrupt. Sure you don't.

No, not a witness.

I've never been here before.

I'm a friend of Josh's.

He was writing a profile on me.

When I saw what happened on
Cerberus, I-I rushed over.

Yeah, how does that work?

You get a crime alert
and location pin.

Oh, wow.

That's lot of alerts
about long, black coats.

Which makes sense, because
everyone in New York

seems to wear one.

Well, except for me.

I prefer a little color.

I'm sorry, do I know you?

I-I meet so many
people these days.

Oh, I meet so many
people these days, too.

I just moved here from Chicago.

Elsbeth Tascioni.

The consent decree.

Love consent. So important.

Thank you. Um, and judging

from all the articles on
Josh's bulletin board,

you're important.

Quinn Powers is the
CEO of Cerberus.

The app was the first to report
the dognapper in Park Slope.

Oh, you live in
Park Slope, too?

I live downtown.

That's where Josh
and I would meet

for our little interviews

because he was always walking
his darling little dog.

Oh, because like you said,

you've never been here before.

I found it!

I found the murder weapon.

That dognapping devil

dumped it in a trash
can two blocks over.

A cattle prod. Just
like Cerberus said.

Take this

into evidence.

Yes,
ma'am. Oh, sorry.

So, that dognapper

used the cattle prod to do what?

Subdue owners and
steal purebreds.

Huh. But
why would they

throw it away? I mean, wouldn't
they need it for the next time?

Oh, there won't be no
next one. And who are you?

Mimi Bladmire. I walk
the dogs around here.

And I'm gonna find
Gonzo. Mark my words.

You must really love dogs.

Well, they're so much
better than people.

This must
be so hard for you,

with so many of
them being stolen.

Well, Gonzo's the only one
that I know that got taken,

but when I see those posters,

I feel sick

over every little missing angel.

I mean, you seem like you
would know all the dogs

in the neighborhood.
It's strange

that you don't
recognize the others.

Not necessarily.

There's more dogs than people

in New York these
days. Especially since

the pandemic. Oh, look--

your cane

is the same size

as that cattle prod. Huh.

I feel...

triggered. I... She survived

an attack when she was a teen.

Oh. Can I get you water?

I-I think I need a safe room.

I'm sorry. I have to go.

Kind of a weird life choice--
inventing a crime-focused app

if she's triggered by violence.

I think it's brave.
I hope she's okay.

I would love to talk
to her some more,

once she's had time to recover.

* *

* *

Court appearance on
Thursday. Yeah, I know.

Hey.

So this is what Lieutenant
Noonan was hiding.

Every single FlairAll document
has my signature on it.

And only yours.

This makes you accountable.

How close is Celetano

to launching a full
investigation on me?

Oh, gosh.

I don't know.

I mean, as a lawyer, in
your professional opinion.

In my professional opinion,
you don't have much time.

I can't let that happen. Well,

if you didn't do this, then
the truth... Won't matter.

An investigation alone will
tank Payne Wagner's Foundation.

It'll tank all the hard work

that we've done to
help those kids.

It'll tank Claudia's career.

I understand.

No, you don't.

You talk about the truth?

Well, that's not enough for
people like Claudia and me.

We need to be perfect
to be trusted.

Especially by those people

we need to be around
to do what we do.

And she did that, she's perfect.

And she's doing her life's work.

And I'm not gonna
let him ruin it.

I need to get ahead of this.

Maybe you should talk
to Lieutenant Noonan.

You've known him for so long.

I do not know who that man is.

The man I thought I knew--

the one who was the
best man at my wedding,

the one who held
my kids in his arms

when they were born,

the one who stood by my side

when my father died--
that man doesn't exist.

Is there anything
I can do to help?

You've been spying
on me the whole time

and now you want
to help?

Edwards is here.

Says she wants to talk to you
about this dognapper case.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

Let me introduce you
to Cerberus Blue,

currently being tried
out by qualified

members of the
NYPD. That's me.

This is what now?

This advanced
version of Cerberus

not only reports
crimes onto a feed

based on witness accounts,

it has the ability to analyze

thousands of crime
scene images, data

and soundbites in a
matter of seconds.

Great. I can get rid
of my entire staff

and finally live in peace.

It's not funny.

If you don't keep
up with new tech,

you won't have a
job in five years.

Well, that's okay,
as long you let me

ride in your flying car.

Ooh, is it self-driving,
'cause we should

really have that by now.

Captain, Cerberus
Blue has already

made a rendering
of the dognapper.

Impressive. Let's see.

So, his neck is

a different texture
from his face.

And it
says he's between

five, four and six, eight.

It's not perfect yet.

But it's a start.

And I was able to upload

all the information

on the other missing dogs.

Oh, those dogs are
fake. Excuse me?

Mimi.

She said she
walks all the dogs

in Park Slope,

but she only recognized
Gonzo, so where did

the other dogs on
the flyers come from?

If they were from Park Slope,

Mimi would have known them.

You go hang with
the crazy dog lady.

I'll focus on the
data. Let's see

who finds the suspect first.

Ooh, a challenge. How fun.

Uh-uh. I don't
have time for this.

Hey.

So, I noticed something.

This morning, there
was a garage collapse

in Park Slope with
multiple injuries.

Plus two manhole fires.

Ouch. No, it's terrible.

But the dognapper story

is still at the top
of the Cerberus feed.

Huh.

It's like Cerberus is pushing

the dognapper story.

Mm-hmm.

* *

Oh!

Elsbeth, right?

What a surprise.

Quinn. I-I'm...

surprised you retained
my name.

Most people don't.

Ooh, I love your headband.

That pattern is so

colorful, like fireworks.

Do you always wear one?

Oh, this is

probably a generational concept.

It's a branding thing.

How so?

I was wearing a
headband like this

the night that I was attacked.

That's why I
always have one on

when I talk about
Cerberus. It reminds people

how important the work is.

What a powerful story.

And brand.

I went through a long winter

where I tie-dyed all my socks.

It ruined my washer,

but I learned that
the magic of tie-dye

is that it never
comes out the same.

True. I have a rotation.

Fans make them for me.

Oh, fans. Wow!

That's so fun.

Well, I love your office.

I mean, look at all
this cool stuff.

It's good for morale.

Everyone's working long hours
for low pay until the IPO.

Oh, I guess you have a
lot riding on the growth--

ooh-- of the company.
Well, we all do.

Cerberus is more than a
business, it's a family.

We authentically
believe in our mission.

That's what, um, I came
here to talk to you about.

Detective Edwards

showed me all the great things

that you're doing here.

Oh, that is so sweet.

But the Cerberus Blue trial is
for law enforcement evangelists.

You have to pass a technology
proficiency exam to qualify.

Do you have to pass an exam
to be an investor, too?

You? Mm-hmm.

Oh, well, um,

gee, thanks, but at this stage,

we're really only courting
major institutional investors.

Investment firms, banks,

major pension funds,
that sort of thing.

Well, that's great, because
I have a lot of connections

in finance,
especially in Chicago.

Chicago?

That's an untapped pool.

We have been trying
to break in for ages.

Oh, well, maybe I can help
you with that.

Shoot. I have to
go to a meeting.

But Toby, our investment
coordinator, would

love to talk to you.

He is right over there
on the yoga ball.

You're all so young.

Thank you.

Can I... can I try this?

Just don't hurt
yourself, okay? Okay.

I'm looking forward to
continuing this conversation.

Oh, yeah, me too.

Oh, and, uh, Quinn,
before I forget.

Why did you make the
company meeting virtual

on the night of Josh
Johnson's murder?

Why do you ask?

You're so charismatic in person.

Someone on the team had COVID.

Aw.

Okay.

I'll see you in a little while.

Hi, Toby.

Beep, beep, beep.

Hi, I'm... Elsbeth.

I know. Quinn
texted me already.

I heard you can hook
us up in Chicago.

And if you don't mind, please
sanitize before contact.

Oh, wow.

Thanks for the reminder.

All good.

All hands need to be
on deck right now,

so we're taking
every precaution.

Well, that must have been
extra stressful when someone

on your team got COVID right
before the last company meeting.

What?

Oh, oh, yeah. I mean,

everyone on the
team tested negative

that day, so we figured it had

to be the janitor
or something.

We did all still go
out for kombucha after,

but we masked between sips.

Oh, that sounds

refreshing.

Do you happen to
have a recording

of that meeting? I used to

represent a lot of big
Chicago hedge funds,

and I would love to show
them Cerberus' exciting,

youthful energy in action.

Did you say hedge funds?

Okay, look,

I did secretly
record the meeting

because I'm making a documentary
about Cerberus' rise.

I'm gonna sell my
stocks after the IPO

and pursue my dream of becoming
an important voice in film.

Like the
Wayans brothers.

I'll send it to you, but
you can't tell Quinn.

I won't.

Can we shake hands now?

Expansion is exciting.

It's rewarding. It's goals.

- But leading up to
it... - Hey. So,

I noticed something else.

I love it when
you notice things.

I have read all of
Josh Johnson's articles

in the New York View.
I liked his style.

I mean, he was a
little mean sometimes,

but always honest,
had real integrity.

But something felt off
about his profile on Quinn.

The one that was
found on his computer?

What was wrong with
it? Well, it sounded

exactly like him, it just didn't

feel like him. Does
that make sense?

Yeah, like those AI remixes

of pop songs. They lack--

ooh, what's the word-- a soul.

Yep. So, I ran Josh's article
through an AI detector

and, sure enough, SmartCheat

was used. He plagiarized?

Not in any of his other
articles, just this one.

The man was a

Pulitzer finalist.
I trusted him.

But her, I don't trust.

Me either.

She said she would
stop the meeting

if she was interrupted,

but Toby tried to three times.

Who's Toby?

Oh, he's an aspiring filmmaker.

Hm. But Quinn
didn't even flinch.

Uh, Quinn... It's like
she didn't hear him.

Something's off.

Yeah, she seems a little fake.

Like a girl in a commercial.

Like a brand.

We'll still be doing...

The headband.

What headband?

Exactly.

She had one when
the meeting started

and now it's gone.

And it looks like she knew it.

Hi. Oh.

I
thought the "family"

could use a little snack.

It's banana bread.

I don't know why it
turned out so green.

Were the bananas green?

No.

But that is a good question.

I found the recipe on a website.

Ooh! Maybe it was
written by AI.

You can't always trust
information you find online.

Hmm.

How can I help you, Elsbeth?

Oh, I just had a question

followed by a revelation.

Um, are you familiar
with SmartCheat?

Sure. I wouldn't
know how to use it.

I actually loved writing
my own papers in college.

Oh, good for you.

Well, the revelation is
Josh Johnson's article

was written by SmartCheat.

Oh, my God. Are you sure?

The writing on that
was incredible.

Oh, you've read it?

He showed me a draft.

Out of all the
profiles written on me,

it's actually my favorite.

Don't tell The Times.

Oh, I won't.

Um, but didn't you think it
was a little too glowing?

No, I've worked very hard
to get to where I am.

I took my trauma

and I turned it into
something beautiful.

That's exactly what
the article said,

almost word for word.

Probably because everyone
writes that about me.

SmartCheat produces content

by collecting vast data and
analyzing patterns online.

I thought you didn't
know how to use it.

I don't. Everyone knows that.

Everyone young.

You know, I've dated
men in the media space.

A lot of them are drug addicts.

Maybe Josh was involved
with some bad people.

Like the dognapper.

You think the dognapper

was Josh's drug dealer?

Well, the police
didn't find anything

in his apartment to indicate

he had a problem.

Well, they didn't find
any evidence right?

So frustrating. Poor Josh.

Obviously in a bad place,

cutting corners in his work.

Or maybe Josh was
on to something.

Like a dog with a bone.

His office had all this

meticulous research
about Cerberus.

About you.

It's almost as if
he was working on

something big right up until

the moment he died.

I wouldn't know.

I've never been
inside his apartment.

Yeah, you mentioned that.

Twice, I think.

Oh, three times, now.

I don't remember doing that,

but if I did, I
have been in shock

over the loss of a friend.

I could have said
anything to you.

Well, I'm gonna go back
and see if I can find

anything else. And I will

keep you updated,

since you were friends.

I appreciate it.

Violent crime has
taken so much from me.

Hey, Mimi.

Hey.

Justice for Gonzo.

Yes.

So, I think Quinn came back here

the day after the murder

to see if her headband had
been collected as evidence.

If we can get it...

We can get her. I'll
start with the bedroom.

* *

Hey, is there a way
to get into this?

No, it's an IR camera,
so it's protected with

a facial recognition scanner.

Yeah. See? So,

hypothetically, if Quinn

wanted to replace
Josh's original article

with her plagiarized one,

could she have
scanned Josh's face

even if he was...

Easily. I mean, this
thing isn't heavy

and his body was right here.

Ew. Yuck.

Any luck with the headband?

No, but I did find
this yearbook.

Ooh, that's where
Quinn went to school.

He was really thorough
with his research.

What is the sticky?

Oh, he cut out half of page 87.

This paper...

...looks like the piece
left under the pushpin.

The missing page must have been
pinned to the bulletin board.

Whoever was here that
night tore it down.

But why?

Do you like a field trip?

We have every yearbook

preserved in the archives

dating back to 1901.

Well, that's incredible.

Well, if you need something,

ask a librarian.

Page 87. There.

Ooh. Ooh!

I recognize this photo. It was

hanging up at Cerberus.
Except in that one, there was

no Ellen Davis.

Like she was photoshopped out?

Yes. Photoshop. Good call.

But why would Quinn

want to make this
girl disappear?

And why would a dognapper

want to hide this picture?

Um, excuse me, Agnes?

Um, do you remember anything

about these girls?

Hmm. Oh, yes.

They were an odd pair.

Yeah, they were always together.

You know, best friends.

I heard they hate
each other now.

Why? What happened?
Well, I'm not

too sure, but you
should ask Ellen.

Well, we would love to.

Do you know where
we can find her?

Well, if you need something,

ask a librarian.

Funny. This is the
second time this month

that someone's contacted
me about Quinn Powers.

We're so sorry to
bother you, Ellen.

I mean, we don't talk
anymore for a reason.

Do you mind telling us

what that reason is?

I'm the one who
created Cerberus.

I came up with the idea

after Quinn was attacked.

I mean, she has this
quality that makes you

feel like you want
to protect her.

I've noticed.

Have you seen her get triggered?

Yes. Sure did.

Well, I think it's
intentional, but whatever.

I felt so angry on her behalf,

angry that the law
enforcement failed her,

angry that nobody in her
neighborhood was warned

about her attacker.
I mean, how careless

and incompetent.

No offense.

None taken.

I worked out all the coding

while Quinn perfected the pitch.

But by August, I realized that

Cerberus' data
system was flawed.

It could never distinguish

good information from bad.

Garbage in, garbage out.

That's a great way to
put it. You're so smart.

Thanks. But the app wasn't.

It could quickly
raise awareness

about crimes, but
there was no way to

actually verify them.

Anyone can leave

a witness account. People
could send in warnings

about real crimes,
but they could also

create hysteria over fake ones.

Like a dognapper.

I decided to scrap it
for ethical reasons.

Good for you.

And how did Quinn
react? Disappointed.

She really thought that
she was gonna be a star.

And then she ran
off to Stanford,

like rich girls do, and
stopped returning my texts.

And now she is a star
for an app you created.

That limp, by the way?

Super exaggerated.

She only needed that cane

for a couple of months.

I guess she just
liked the attention.

And did you tell Josh all
this when he came to see you?

I have no interest
in being branded

a sour grapes
whistle-blower, so no.

But he didn't need me.

He was already
onto everything.

Too bad he died.

I was really looking forward
to watching her go down.

But I guess people
like Quinn always win.

So far.

Namaste. Elsbeth. Hi.

Again.

This is my only break
the entire day. Oh!

Well, I'm glad I
caught you, then,

because I wanted to
tell you this in person.

So, Toby and I have
been setting up meetings

in Chicago with
my former clients

and I've decided
to invest myself

when you go public.
That's great.

How did you decide?

Oh, I just found out
there's an ex-con

living in my building.

A former circus clown

who did despicable
things to acrobats.

That is so scary.

And not just the clown part.

I know. And I had to
find out from a neighbor

after I'd already
moved in. But Cerberus

would have warned
you immediately.

Exactly.

Oh, I really, really believe
in your mission, Quinn.

I think you're a star.

Thank you. That is so sweet.

Will you put the
clown guy on the app?

I just think people
need to know.

Sure. After everything is

checked and verified, of course.

Great.

And, um, my accountants
will be in touch with Toby.

I can't
wait.

By the way...

you said you were going
back to Josh's apartment.

Did you find anything else?

Ugh. Nothing that would
identify the killer. Yet.

So frustrating.

I fed Quinn fake information
about an ex-con clown

and she put it on the
app within five minutes.

Ellen was right.

Ex-con clown? Ellen who?

What is happening?

I read the fine print in
the Cerberus agreement.

They say they need at
least ten witness accounts

or police verification

before it even
goes in the system.

But the "criminal"

displayed here isn't real.

I made him up.

So, who's this supposed to be?

This also looks like AI.

See how the texture
of his face is

different from his neck?

Like the rendering
of the dognapper.

Wait, was this behind
a paywall? Mm-hmm.

Cerberus is amplifying
crime data and profiting

by having users pay
to see fake criminals.

That's exactly what
I was thinking.

Well, this proves

that Cerberus was
running a scam,

which Josh knew about
weeks before the IPO.

Guess the app is a flop. Mm.

You were right.

I was what?

You were right

about the other dogs being fake.

I wouldn't be surprised

if Josh's dog never
existed either.

Oh. Who's that?

I d... I don't
have time for this.

Shut the door on the way out.

I found her! I found Gonzo!

She was safe in the brambles.

I gave her all the
food I had in my pants,

but she needs love

and shelter for the night.

I can't take her home. I
already have five dogs.

I'd happily take a sixth,

but my partner said
she'd move out.

I considered it, but...

I think I have to
choose her this time.

Well, I don't think I can look
at another dog ever again.

I would love to, but
I-I got a new couch.

Welcome
home.

Mwah.

Oh, you're such a good girl.

Who's a good girl?

Oh, yeah, Tom would
have been so jealous

if he saw me petting you.

He was my chihuahua.

Yeah. Ah.

You must be hungry.

Let's see what I have for
you.

I hope you like
rotisserie chicken.

Hey. Where'd you
go?

What are you doing with that?

Where are you going?

Oh... You
like to hide things.

Do you? Do you?

Let me have that.
Give it to me.

As for our run, it
continues to be impressive.

And as you can see, we've

already surpassed our
goal.

Elsbeth.

Okay, I'm gonna need
to draw a boundary.

I'm in the middle of
something pretty important.

Oh, I'm so sorry to interrupt.

But I have something pretty
important to share, too.

Oh, hi, Toby!

Do you mind playing
the recording

of the company meeting
that you gave me?

You know, the virtual
one that Quinn had

on the night Josh
Johnson was murdered?

You gave her what?

Oh, no.
Don't be mad at him.

I made him do it.

Go ahead. It's all right.

And could you give

Officer Blanke

the remote, please?

What is happening?
You can't just

march in here and take over.

I'm looking at you, Toby.

Men are 33% more likely

to interrupt when
a woman is speaking

as opposed to another man.

Don't be that guy. I
will stop the meeting.

You made a really big deal

about not wanting
to be interrupted

during your presentation.

Do not let them in...

Uh, Quinn, about
the cap table, I...

- Do not leak information...
- But there--

Toby interrupted you
for the third time,

and you were
completely unbothered.

As if you didn't even hear him.

I noticed that,
too. Shut up, Chad.

I turned the sound off

on my computer to focus.

Oh, come on. We both
know you're lying.

And you are very

good at not telling the truth.

Like when you said
that someone had COVID

during the meeting.
That was very clever.

Seriously?! I took
Paxlovid for nothing.

Okay, fine.

I take full accountability

for the COVID fib.

And I want to sincerely

apologize for the harm

I may have caused.

Please,

let me explain in
the spirit of honesty

and authenticity.

The stress of the IPO
was getting to me.

I wasn't sleeping.

I was losing clumps of my hair.

I needed a mental
health break.

So I prerecorded the meeting,

pressed play and took a bath.

I am so sorry.

Feel free to check the
location on my phone

to verify I was
at my apartment.

So you're saying
you prerecorded

the entire meeting.

And meditated in the water.

So, why was the intro live?

Quinn, you're on mute.

Were you doing the
land acknowledgement?

It's fine. I should
just dive in.

See that?

That's a time stamp.

The Q and A in the
outro was live, too.

Well, of course the
Q and A was live.

I never said it wasn't.

Um, you kind of did.

Okay. Here's my theory.

I think you used your own app

to create a fake
villain: the dognapper.

This was very smart, because
it made Cerberus seem

very credible. But it's
not credible, is it?

And Josh knew that.

So you bought the
same weapon that you'd

created hysteria around:

the cattle prod.

You knew you could
handle it well

after years of carrying
this cane around.

Then, to create

a fake alibi,

you held a virtual meeting,

switched to a
prerecorded presentation,

left your apartment,

murdered Josh-- bzz!--

replaced his article

exposing Cerberus' data flaws

with your
AI-generated version--

nice touch, by the
way-- and then got back

to your apartment just
in time for the Q and A.

You made me
put the dognapper

in the system. You lied to me.

No, I didn't. This
is so offensive.

Do people really believe

I could kill a man?
With my injury?

Wow.

I will say it again.

You are very, very
good at telling lies.

But you made one mistake.
You told the wrong lie.

You said that you had never
been to Josh's apartment.

But you left your headband there

the night of the
murder, didn't you?

See how you're wearing it
at the start of the lecture

and how it's gone at the end?

I misspoke because this
unmerited interrogation

is causing me trauma.

You're absolutely right.

I only prerecorded
the presentation.

And then I took my
headband off in the bath.

So you can show me

where your tie-dye headband is,

the one you were
wearing that night,

when I search your apartment?

You need a warrant to
search my apartment.

Oh! I have one.

How?

Come here!
Oh, good girl!

All I had to do

was let Gonzo show me
where she hid things.

That's right.

Underneath Josh's stove,
in case you're interested.

I think she must have taken it

when you were using Josh's face

to get into his laptop

after you killed him. Yuck.

How do you know
it's even mine?

The headband was an exact match

to the one in the recording.

Tie-dye never comes
out the same, remember?

Well, Josh probably stole it.

He was obsessed with me.

Why would I say I'd never
been to the apartment

if I knew my headband
might be there?

Because you didn't know that
Toby recorded the meeting.

But he did. Oh, and, Quinn,

the headband had
Josh's blood on it.

That
could only have happened

the night of the murder.

Quinn Powers,
you're under arrest

for the murder
of Josh Johnson.

You have the right
to remain silent.

This is the footage
of a lifetime.

I'm going to Sundance.

I don't think I'm interested
in Cerberus anymore.

Seems like a bad investment.

Oh, shut up.

If I can convince a
bunch of strangers

to give me millions of dollars,

I can convince a
jury I'm innocent.

I am a star.

Oh, well, um...

You might need this, then.

So, you really
didn't know? No.

I tried to blow the whistle

on FlairAll for months,
but you never believed me.

Why should I believe you?
Mr. Wali, I worked hard

to get where I am.

I will not put my
future, my foundation

or my family in jeopardy.

Not for anyone.

Then why did you turn me away?

Because I was being lied to.

By someone I thought
I could trust.

Now, look, I know you're
looking at me like I must be

one of two things:
a liar or a fool.

I will look you in the eye

right now and tell
you I was a fool.

I couldn't see what was
right in front of me,

and I'm a detective.
I should have known.

I'm sorry.

But I'm gonna listen to you now.

I'll fix this.

Just tell me everything
that's happening.

The FlairAll warehouse
is a sweatshop.

The clothes that you give
away at your fancy galas?

They're made from
synthetic scraps.

It's garbage in, garbage out.

People are working long
hours for low, illegal wages.

There's no heat in the winter,

there's no cool
air in the summer.

It's all misery.

It's being covered
up in your name.

That all gonna end right
now. I give you my word.

So, you'll back
me up at the DOJ?

It's not that simple.
But I have a plan.

And Lieutenant Noonan

is going down.

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