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[ Sighs ]

Excuse me.

Sure.

[ Speaking
indistinctly ]

Oh.
Oh.

Let me call you back, okay?
Here you go.

Thank you.
Thank you so much.

[ Baby crying ]

[ Man speaking
over loudspeaker ]

[ People screaming ]

[ Police radio chatter ]

Morning, Jane.

Cab to a crime scene?
That's very Cosmopolitan of you.

Well, my car
wouldn't start.

Well, of course
it wouldn't.

How was your date
with agent Pike?

It was okay.

Mm. Just okay?

It went well.

Good, huh?
Oh, well, that's great.

That's great.
Excellent.

Hey. The hospital says
there's only one death.

He was right next to the bomb
when it went off.

Could have been
a lot worse.

How many injuries?

Four,
but only one serious–

a homeless man.

They think he's gonna pull through.
That's lucky.

Yeah. The eyewitnesses agree
that the bomb went off

in front of the kiosk
just after the bus pulled out,

but so far, no one's been able
to I.D. a bomber.

Well, he probably
got on the bus.

Did the first responders
get a list of the passengers?

A few.
It was chaos.

We're hoping to pull some
security footage from the area.

Anything you find,
make sure you share it

with the Joint Terrorist
Task Force.

They're gonna look
at their crimes

and see if there's anything
that fit with what we have here.

You think
this is terrorists?

Well, we can't rule it out.
Well, I think we can.

Someone just wanted
the dead guy dead.

And why do you think that?

Because he's dead.
I mean, look at this place.

Bomber could of killed
a dozen people if he wanted to.

But, nope, this guy
just bumped off one.

Pretty ineffective terrorism,
if you ask me.

Would be a good way
to bury a homicide.

Nonetheless,
we are gonna look at this

as a possible
terrorist attack

until we have
conclusive evidence

that shows us
something else, okay?

Call the NSA and see
if they heard any chatter

about an attack, okay?

Sir, we found pieces
from the case

the charge was in
when it exploded.

We also found this.

A bit strange, actually.

What is it?
It's blanketing material.

It appears to have been placed
above and beneath the charge.

And why's that strange?

It would have dampened
the explosion.

Usually, a bomber
wants a bigger boom, you know?

Not this one.

This device was designed
to be lethal only to someone

situated
right next to it.

I never saw that before.

Dead guy.

Boom.

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Male voice: It's 9:00.

Did you just tell me
what time it is?

Excuse me?

Someone just said
the time.

Oh.
Yeah, my computer.

It's 9:00.

I've programmed it to announce
the time every quarter-hour.

I think it makes me
more efficient.

A regular reminder
of the passage of time

seems to have a subtle
but definite...

I'll turn
the volume down.

Thank you.

[ Fire alarm blaring ]

It's not me.

They're testing
the fire-alarm system.

They'll be working on it
for the next couple days.

[ Fire alarm blaring ]
Great!

We got an I.D. on the guy
who was killed by the bomb.

David Ronaldo, 47 years old,
from Hillsboro.

His family there's
been notified.

Does it confirm Jane's idea
that he was the original target?

Turns out he's connected
to an old murder.

14 years ago, a woman was killed
by a guy named Luis Cruz.

He busted into her house
and shot her.

He's been on death row
for the past 11 years.

How's Ronaldo connected?

For some reason, Ronaldo thought
Cruz was innocent.

He's been trying
to get him exonerated.

How does that get you killed?
You got me.

Abbott's gone down to

the West Livingston
death row unit to talk to Cruz,

see if he can shed some light
on the situation.

He left already?
What's the hurry?

Cruz is sentenced to be executed
in three days.

No, not David.

I'm afraid so, Mr. Cruz.

It ain't right.
T-there's no sense to it.

How did you know
Mr. Ronaldo?

We, uh...
We grew up together.

His folks were
my–my foster parents

from the time I was 8.

David and me,
we were brothers, tight.

I should've been more like him,
like David.

He was a good student,
good son, good brother.

But I was–
I was a mess.

First narcotics arrest
was at the age of 16, right?

David would bail me out,

help me get into a program
or whatever.

Then I'd screw things up
and back I'd go.

Recently, he was trying to get
your conviction overturned.

He'd been working with my–
with my lawyer for years,

spending his own money,
tracking down any–

any crazy thing
that might help an appeal.

Mr. Cruz, have you heard
from him recently?

I got a message
a few days ago

saying that he–he might have
some good news,

but he didn't want to say
until he was sure.

And he never mentioned
what it was?

No.

You have any idea
of problems he may have had?

Girlfriend problems,
money issues?

Never mentioned any.

I appreciate your time.

[ Taps on glass ]

Agent, I didn't kill
that woman.

I don't expect you
to do anything.

I just need somebody
to believe me.

All the things
I've done in my life,

I never killed anybody.

I'd appreciate it
if you'd just–

just try to believe that.

Thanks.

What have we got, kids?

Found an ATM
with a camera

across the street
from the explosion.

There's no video,
but it automatically takes

a still picture
every second, so...

That's about a minute and a half
before it happened.

Then about 20 seconds later,
our bomber appears.

Techs confirmed that's
the briefcase the bomb was in.

Can you enhance the image?
I already did,

but the disguise makes him
impossible to identify.

Facial recognition
can't do anything.

That's quite the rug.

Then the mom and baby
appear...

The bus pulls in,
bus pulls out,

and...

Boom!

Whoa, whoa.

Okay, can you back it up
a ways?

Before the bus pulls in?

The briefcases–
they're identical.

Can you enlarge that?

[ Beep ]

See, I-I don't think
that's a coincidence.

Okay, can–can you pull up
an image

before the explosion
but after the bus pulled in?

There's only
one briefcase now,

so the bomber
must have taken Ronaldo's.

Leaving Ronaldo
with the bomb at his feet.

So, the bomber
not only wanted Ronaldo dead,

he wanted
what was in that briefcase.

Exactly.

Look at that woman.

Can–can you back her up
a bit?

You see?

She's there on purpose
to distract Ronaldo

from the briefcase.

You find that woman,
you will find your bomber.

Try facial recognition.

Gina Petrocelli, open up!

Ms. Petrocelli!

Gina: Yes?

FBI. Open the door.
Okay.

I just got out of the shower.
I need a minute.

You have 30 seconds.

No problem.
Just need to dry off.

What's this about,
anyway?

20 seconds and we're coming in,
Ms. Petrocelli.

Okay, just...
Don't shoot or anything.

Just need to put
some pants on.

Those pants
look all right to me, Gina.

[ Doll cries ]

This your baby?

Yeah.

Cute.

Gina, you've had run-ins
with the law before–

arrests for fraud.

I think you know
this is far worse than that.

I didn't know anything
about the bomb.

I swear.

No idea
that was gonna happen.

You know who this is?

Yes. Absolutely.

His name is Peter Koch.
He's a private investigator.

I help him out
sometimes.

I'll have Wylie
run him.

What do you mean
«help him out»?

When there's something
he needs to get...creatively.

You mean illegally.

Whatever.

Pete throws me some money.
I do what he asks me to do.

Why did he kill
David Ronaldo?

I don't know anything
about that.

All Pete told me is he needed
help snatching a briefcase.

I distract the mark.
He makes the grab.

Easy.

Then I'm walking away,
and — boom–

I'm facedown on the sidewalk,
I can't hear,

people around me
are bleeding.

You think I would get into that
on purpose?

He didn't tell you
anything about it?

[ Sighs ] No.

Just, uh...
that it was a big job.

He was gonna make
a lot of money.

New development.
Pete Koch is dead.

Local P.D. found Koch's body
in an alley in East Austin

about four hours ago–
gunshot to the head.

His watch and wallet
were missing,

so they assumed
it was a robbery gone bad.

Any signs
of the briefcase?

None. And we had
his apartment searched.

It wasn't there, either.

I'd say
that rules out robbery.

What about
Gina Petrocelli?

This one,
I think she's telling the truth.

She didn't know about the bomb,
and she doesn't know

who hired Koch
to get the briefcase.

Okay.

Charge Petrocelli
with conspiracy

and whatever else
you can think of.

Anything else?

No, that's it.

Jane.

Do you know
what this is?

I'm betting
it's a transcript

from Luis Cruz's trial
for murder.

Good read?

It's a little dry.

Cruz was a drug addict.

The night of the murder,

he said
that he was alone, using.

No one to confirm it.

The D.A.
had circumstantial evidence

and a piece
of Luis' clothing

with the dead woman's
blood on it.

The blood clinched it.

Yes, well,
blood's very easy to plant.

Childishly easy, really.
Yes, it is.

You don't think Cruz did it?
Why?

Well, it's just a feeling
that I can't shake.

What do you think?

Well, David Ronaldo was looking
for evidence to clear Cruz.

He was killed and had
something stolen from him.

That pretty strongly suggests
that he was onto something.

Which means that,
in the next few days,

the state of Texas is going
to execute an innocent man.

And once he's dead,

there's very little incentive
to reopen the case...

Which
the real killer knows.

So...

What are we gonna do
about all this?

Oh, well, I think I can come up
with something.

[ Chuckles ]

14 years ago, Luis Cruz
was accused of murdering

this woman–
Sarah Feinberg.

She was shot to death
in her home,

apparently by an intruder.

Her body was found
by her husband, Edward Feinberg.

Edward was a psychiatrist

at the university
teaching hospital.

He found his wife's body
when he arrived home

later that night.

Anything connecting Cruz
to the Feinbergs?

Yes.

Edward Feinberg knew Cruz

from a halfway-house
drug-treatment program

that Feinberg ran.

Cruz and Feinberg
had an argument

because Cruz showed up
to a therapy session high

three days
before the murder.

And the D.A. claimed

that that made Cruz
kill Sarah Feinberg?

That's thin.

What put Cruz
at the murder scene?

They found
a sweatshirt of Cruz's

snagged on a bush
outside of the house

with Sarah Feinberg's blood
on it.

There was also gunpowder
on one sleeve.

What about the gun?

They didn't find it.

It's 10:00.

I'll turn it off.

No worries.
It's good to know.

Patrick: 10:00.

We believe
that David Ronaldo was murdered

because he had evidence
that would clear Luis Cruz.

We need to find out
what that was.

And because they're going
to execute Cruz

in about...50 hours,
we should hurry up.

Boss,
is there any evidence

that the cops or the prosecutors
made a mistake?

Not that I can point to.

And this case
was fully appealed, right?

Yes.

Then can I ask
why we're taking this on?

I-I don't want to sound cold,
but it seems to me

that the system did
what it was supposed to do.

Patrick:
No, it didn't.

Because Luis Cruz
is innocent.

You're absolutely certain
of that?

Well, I'm not absolutely certain
of anything.

But I'm confident enough to know
that I'd like to try and help.

That's good enough
for me.

Me too.

Okay.
Let's do it.

Fischer, Cho, work Ronaldo.

Go to his apartment,
see if you can find anything.

I'll call
the governor's office

and let him know
what we're up to.

Jane, Lisbon,
talk to the Feinbergs.

Wylie...

...just keep letting us know
what time it is.

Uh-huh.
Really?

Well, we're just–
just getting here now.

I can't do anything
tonight.

This case
could go all hours.

Thursday's great.

Okay. Me too.

Bye, Marcus.

[ Doorbell rings ]

What?

Nothing. Nothing.

Mr. Feinberg?

Yes.

You're from the FBI?

Yes, I'm agent Lisbon.
This is Patrick Jane.

Come in.

This is my wife, Mae.

Nice to meet you.

Sit, please, sit.

Now...

[Clears throat]
What exactly are you here for?

You said on the phone
it had to do with Luis Cruz.

Yes. His friend
David Ronaldo was killed.

Have you ever
heard of him?

— I don't think so.
— No.

Um, and what does his death
have to do with us?

It's complicated.

Well, that's–

that's a little evasive,
now, isn't it?

This is an ongoing
investigation.

I'm not allowed
to say more.

Uh, this is the room where
your wife was killed, right?

Yes.

You have
an office here, too.

Yes, I see patients here.

That must be
kind of weird.

You like to provoke,
now, don't you?

Classic defense mechanism.

And, yes, it was,
as you say, «weird»

for some time.

But I wasn't going
to let Cruz

chase me
out of my own home.

Well, I'm not judging, honestly.
I'm just curious.

And I must say, I love what
you've done with the remodeling.

Oh,
we did it together.

I detected your touch.

How long have you two
been married?

Oh, almost 11 years.

And did you know each other
at the time of the murder?

No. I was a new
graduate student then.

Edward was far too important
to notice me.

[ Chuckles ]

I went through
a period of deep grieving

for several years
after Sarah was killed.

But I pulled myself
out of it,

and we were fortunate enough
to, uh...find each other.

So, it was fate, huh?
Wonderful.

A couple more questions
before we go.

Have you ever considered
suicide?

No.

And you, Mae–

did your father go to your
high-school graduation ceremony?

No.

What does that have to do
with anything?

You'd be surprised.
Thank you for your time.

Before we go,
do you think I could

just quickly use
your bathroom?

Yeah, of course.

It's through the kitchen,
on your right.

Thank you.

One last question.
Just curious–

how long before
the first Mrs. Feinberg died

did you start your affair?

Fascinating method
you have,

if it is a method.

Mae and I did not have
an affair before my wife died.

Really?
You're so careful to mention

your «deep grieving period,»
even now.

And, you know, this is not
really the house of someone

that's sentimental–
quite the opposite.

You're very observant,
Mr. Jane.

And perhaps you're right.

I do protest too much.

But I have grown weary
and defensive on the subject,

as I'm sure
you might understand.

I do, I do.

I understand that Luis Cruz
didn't kill your wife. You did.

And we're gonna prove it.

Unless you want to confess now
and save us all some time.

Now, I assumed
that this was where

this was
all building toward.

You're not the first
to think it.

I was her husband,
after all.

But it's not true.

Leave my husband alone.

I'd like you both
to leave now.

Now.
Yes. Of course, ma'am.

Yes. Jane?

Ronaldo did not have
much of a life

outside the Cruz case.

Guess not.

This is weird.
What?

Everything taped to the walls
is old except for this map.

Looks brand-new.
What's it doing here?

Got me.

Let's make sure
we take it back with us.

Hey, did Lisbon
date on the job at CBI?

Don't know.
Never asked.

Surprising to see her and Pike
hook up, huh?

Wouldn't have put those two
together.

You ever wonder
what Jane thinks about it?

Never.

Really? Why not?

My brain would explode.

Hey, Cho.

Does Ronaldo seem like the type
who'd go diving?

Ronaldo started taking diving
lessons about a month ago.

Diving lessons?
Why?

Was he planning on going
to the ocean?

Uh,
not that we could tell.

Well, isn't it obvious?

He was looking
for the gun.

He was?
Sure.

Well, the police
still haven't found the gun

that killed Sarah Feinberg.

This map
shows all the bodies of water

within a 50-mile radius
of the crime scene.

Ronaldo
planned on diving them all

one by one
in the hopes of finding it.

And why would he think the gun
was thrown into a body of water?

I don't know, but he did.

And that is why the killer
wanted his briefcase–

to see how far Ronaldo
had gotten with his plan.

That's a pretty desperate move
on Ronaldo's part.

I think «desperate» more or less
describes the whole situation.

Well, we got 20 hours.
What are we supposed to do?

We're right where
we want to be.

I'm gonna need some help
from Wylie,

and we need to set up
a security station

downstairs in the lobby.
Why?

Well, we are the FBI.
Shouldn't we be secure?

If we arrest Feinberg,
he has to stay here, right?

He can't just up
and leave.

Just overnight,
until his arraignment.

Overnight is perfect.

What are we
arresting him for?

Yes?

Edward Feinberg?
Yes.

Special agent Cho, FBI.
You're under arrest, sir.

For what?
Prescription drug fraud.

We believe you've been selling pads
like this one to drug users.

Where did you get that?

Turn around, sir.

Edward?
What's going on?

I don't know.

Call Rich Summers.

Have him meet me
at the FBI office.

I'll follow you.

Let the games begin.

Empty your pockets.
Take off your watch, please.

When will I get
these back?

Tomorrow. When you leave
for your arraignment.

Your purse
and cellphone.

I'm not under arrest.
Why should I give you my purse?

FBI policy.

Well, that's crazy.

You're free to leave
at any time.

But if you want to stay, your
purse and cellphone, please.

You should go.
The attorney's on his way.

No. Of course not.
I'm staying with you.

Step through, please.

Wait here, please.

It's 5:00.

Excuse me?

Sorry.
It's just...

Never mind.

You might want to cover
your ears.

Why would
I want to do that?

[ Fire alarm blares ]

They're testing
the fire alarm!

It goes off twice a day,
at 9:00 and 5:00!

[ Blaring stops ]

It's getting pretty annoying,
actually.

Agent Collins, show Mr. Feinberg
into interrogation.

Someone
will be in shortly.

I–
can't I go with him?

Fischer: No, I'm sorry.

You'll have to stay in
the waiting room. Come with me.

You should be comfortable enough
in here.

Bathrooms
are around the corner.

I have to stay in here?
For how long?

I can show you
to your own interrogation room

if you'd prefer.

No. That's fine.

Hello.

What time is it?

Um, 8:17.

Sorry to keep you waiting
so long.

Nonsense.

You kept me waiting
on purpose,

like you trumped up
this drug charge.

Last, desperate attempt
to prove your pet theory.

You know, it must be very
difficult for people around you,

the fact you can
never admit to being wrong.

Okay.

Well, let's cut to the chase,
shall we?

In 14 hours, Luis Cruz
is gonna be executed

for a crime
that you committed.

I know you think
you're doing the right thing.

I mean,
it's always the husband, right?

But in this case,
it's not.

So you've said.

Fine.
Believe what you want.

I didn't murder my wife.
Yes, you did.

Then you got in your car and
you drove back to your office.

You stopped on the way
and you dumped the gun.

Now, you could have
dumped it anywhere,

but you chose to dump it
in a lake, which is a good idea.

Great hiding spot.

Of course, until David Ronaldo
figured it out.

Ronaldo got your goat,
didn't he?

I don't even know
what you mean.

Well, I mean that he wasn't
nearly as clever as you,

but he was determined.

His persistence really paid off
for him, didn't it?

Well, you tell me.

I will.

That's why you hired
the private detective Koch

to keep an eye on him.

And you had him killed

once he started
taking diving lessons.

Then you had Koch
go through his briefcase

to see
what evidence he had,

and then you killed Koch.

This is a very interesting
theory.

But even
if you find the gun,

it's not gonna prove
that I'm guilty.

Well, it's not gonna have

any fingerprints on it,
of course,

but it may still have
serial numbers on it,

and you
would be surprised

what the FBI can do
with serial numbers.

And, of course, it does prove
Luis Cruz's innocence

because the timeline suggests
that there was no way

that he could dump the gun
anywhere

between your house and your
office before he was arrested.

Well,
it looks like you've got

your work cut out for you now,
doesn't it?

My name is Richard summers.
I'm Mr. Feinberg's attorney.

I'll be sitting in for the rest
of the interrogation.

Well, I hope
for your sake, Richard,

that you're charging him
by the hour

'cause it's gonna be
a long night.

Here's how
this is gonna work.

You can keep
my client here overnight,

but he's not gonna
speak to you.

About anything.
Richard–

not about
the prescription-drug matter,

not about the murder case.
Nothing.

Are we clear?

Crystal.

Now I'd like a moment alone
with my client.

Cho, you're up.

I'm gonna ask you
some questions.

You can ask anything you want.
He's not gonna answer you.

I want to hear it
from him.

Where were you on the night
of February 11, 2000?

I know this is hard,
but I need to talk to you

about the night
your wife died.

Any little detail
could help.

Fischer:
Let's just chat.

How do you like
U.T. next year?

I mean [sighs] I don't know
about their running game.

[ Sighs ]

Well, I hear
the cat's got your tongue.

You think
you'll let something slip?

Okay.

I'm gonna ask you again.

Where were you on the night
of February 11, 2000,

in between the hours
of 6:00 and 9:00 p.m.?

Richard?

Is this necessary?

You know
he's not gonna discuss it.

Yes, it's necessary,

because in seven hours,
a man is gonna die.

You know what?
I resent–

Ed! Don't.

Kim,
what are you doing?

You're not going to get anything
out of him tonight.

You might as well
let him rest.

No.

Dennis.

You need to rest.

Fine.

Don't get comfortable.

I'll be back.

I'll be turning out the lights,
Mr. Summers,

but you are welcome
to stay.

Only one pillow, though.

And hopefully the floor
is okay with you.

I'm sure it's been cleaned
sometime in the past year.

Let's hope.

Richard,
you should go.

I want you rested
for my arraignment.

Are you sure?
I will not say another word

until you get back.
I promise.

Good.

Get some rest.

Hi, there.
I brought you this.

Is this from
the FBI handbook?

Some good cop/bad cop
thing?

[ Chuckles ]

No, it's just a pillow
and a blanket.

Do you have any idea
what you're doing to my husband?

You're asking him
to relive

a very painful chapter
in his life.

I think it was more painful
for Sarah.

Anyway,
it'll all be over soon enough.

6 1/2 hours, to be exact.

Yeah, then we'll finally have
closure, no thanks to you.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I would like to get some rest.

You needn't be a martyr.
Take the pillow.

[ Fire alarm blares ]

[ Blaring stops ]

Good morning,
sleepyhead.

[ Sighs ]
What time is it?

It's a little after 9:00.

Your murderous ass
got to take a nap,

while all the good guys
had to stay up all night.

I take it
you didn't find the gun.

No.

So that gives me 40 minutes
to get you to talk.

I want my attorney.
We'll call him.

But first, the truth.

I have nothing to say.

We'll see.

It's 9:30.

I'd like to know how much longer
you plan on keeping us here.

You're free to go
at any time.

But your husband
will remain in custody

until his arraignment.

Look, I know
this is hard on you.

You want a cup of coffee?

Yes, thank you.

I'm checking in
with the dive unit.

Damn it. Tell them
they've got 30 minutes.

Nothing yet.

You're gonna talk to me!

Please.
I-I want my attorney.

In the next few minutes,

Luis Cruz is going to die
for your crime.

Does that mean anything
to you?

A man's death?

Is that all you've got?
Appeals to my sympathy?

Answer the question!

If he were innocent,
it would be a tragedy.

But he's not.

He killed my wife,
my beautiful, sweet Sarah.

He deserves to die.
I look forward it.

There you go.

Fischer.

[ Sighs ]

He's not talking.
It's all over.

You called
the governor's office?

I spoke to an aide.
No go.

Without a weapon,
they're not gonna postpone.

[ Sighs ] Crap.

And he made it
abundantly clear

that once Cruz is executed,
the case is dead.

They're not gonna want to hear
one more word about it.

So, what now?

Come on.
Everyone's watching it on TV.

I'm sorry, people.

I wish this happened
a different way.

Boss. Look.

[ Sighs ]

We did what we could.

Congratulations.

For what?

Luis Cruz is dead.

[ Sighs ]

Well, thank you
for telling me.

Doesn't feel the way
you thought it would, does it?

No.

No, I thought I'd feel avenged,
or at least relieved.

Instead it's just sad.

And it doesn't bring
my wife back.

No. It doesn't.

I'm not supposed to be
talking to you.

And I don't even know
why I should want to.

You think I'm a murderer.
Oh, I don't know.

I know you didn't kill
your wife.

I knew all along.

What?

Well, I strongly suspected
you didn't.

And your reaction
to Cruz's death proves it.

Not the reaction
of a guilty man.

Your wife, Mae,
however...

What about Mae?

Oh, come on.

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

I'll let you see
for yourself.

This is her
learning of the execution.

Well,
that doesn't mean anything.

Come on, you can see it.
It's obvious.

No, it's not obvious.

Well, if you didn't do it and
Luis Cruz didn't do it, who did it?

Who wanted
to kill your wife?

I-I don't–
I don't know.

Mae worked
at the clinic, right?

Very easy for her to get a piece
of his clothing.

She drove to your house,
shot your wife,

and left his sweatshirt
at the scene.

Then she dumped the gun
in the lake on the way home.

No, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no.

She knew you were never gonna
leave your wife,

so she took care of it
for you.

She was your student,
your lover.

She idolized you.

She was obsessed,
and you knew that.

But you enjoyed
the devotion.

It fed your ego,

so you didn't allow yourself
to look too closely.

And now an innocent man
is dead.

I don't believe
any of this.

And she was the one
who convinced you

to keep the affair a secret
after your wife died, right?

Yes.

Why do you think she stayed here
all night last night?

To support you?
No.

Because she's scared.

She wants to know
what we have.

[ Door opens ]

Mr. Feinberg,

we're dropping the charges
against you.

You're free to go.

There's no point now.
We can't make a case.

Edward,
thank God.

[ Door closes ]

Edward, wait!

Edward, what's wrong?
Why are you ignor–

Let me have the keys.

Well,
what did they say?

Edward, speak to me.

Give me the keys!

Mae, I have a question
for you,

and you need to give me
an honest answer.

You can ask me
anything.

Did you kill Sarah?

What?

Who told you that?

I need to know.
Was it you?

Of course not.

I would die
rather than hurt you.

I don't believe you.

Don't say that.
It was you.

Edward, stop!
It's not true!

You knew
I'd never leave her.

W—I lo—I love you.

That doesn't mean
that I would kill the woman–

Don't lie to me!

Please. You're scaring me.

This is insane.
You are insane.

You don't understand!

Then explain it to me!

I did it for us!

So we could be together.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.
How could you have done this?

You have to believe me.
It was the only way.

And it worked.
We're together.

Now that he's dead,
we are safe.

There is no one looking
for the killer.

We have weathered the–

Don't touch me.

We have weathered
the storm.

We should be celebrating.

[ Tires screech ]

Get out of the car!
Now!

I don't understand.
What's going on?

Abbott:
You're under arrest

for the murder of David Ronaldo,
Sarah Feinberg,

and Peter Koch.

But Luis Cruz
killed Sarah.

I mean,
he was just executed for it.

Well, actually,
he wasn't.

But they said on the news–
it happened at 10:00.

8:30.
I don't understand.

You tricked me?

Bingo.

You took our phones,
his watch.

Lisbon:
We changed all the clocks,

including your car
and cellphone,

while you were sleeping.

Actually,
you woke up at 7:00.

The TV–
they did that, too?

Oh, no. That was agent Wylie.
I'm not much with computers.

He took some footage

from earlier in the day
and put a little banner on it.

I did, however, plant the bug
in your husband's pocket

that recorded everything
that you said in the car.

This is FBI agent
Dennis Abbott.

I need to speak
to the governor.

Feeling a little sleepy?

Mae Feinberg gave up
the location of the gun.

It was in a pond
off of I-35.

So that's what David
was looking for?

Yes.

We wouldn't have been able
to find it without him.

He died trying to get me
out of here.

He did.

Lawyers are doing
their thing.

It'll take
a little while.

But this proves
you're innocent, Luis.

You'll be walking
out of here soon.

How'd it go?

Oh, well...

It's not every day
you get to tell a man

that he's getting off death row
and going home.

It was emotional.

I can imagine.
Mm-hmm.

Oh,
you're gonna like this.

We found out how Ronaldo knew
to look for the gun in a pond.

He went to a psychic.

She said she saw it
near a body of water.

Please. Come on.

How many times
do I have to say it?

There's no such thing
as psychics.

And it's the oldest one
in the book.

I mean,
if you think about it,

most things are close
to a body of water.

You're just mad
because she was right.

Even a broken clock

gets the chance to be right
twice a day.

[ Chuckles ]

[ Whispers indistinctly ]

Look at you.

Don't start.

I'm not starting.
You look beautiful.

I hope he's taking you
someplace nice.

Cloth napkins
and everything.

Fancy.
Mm.

Well,
you have a great time.

Good night, Jane.

Night, Teresa.

[ Sighs ]

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