All language subtitles for Elsbeth s02e03 Devils Night.eng

No. No.

No. No, no, no.

Get off of me.

Oh.

What's so funny?

Those bangs.
Did you use garden shears?

Bang...

Wait... Wait.

And who the hell
are Amy and Rick?

Oh.

One of them must have gave you

that nasty little hickey
on your neck.

Oh.
Yeah. They had a really small mouth.

Ooh.

What the freak
happened to you last night?

I don't know.

Oh, crap.

Mackenzie Altman...

you're under arrest.

For what?

Criminal mischief
and assault three.

You have to come with us.

Okay.

You were expecting more?

Oh, it's fine. It's fine.

Oh, bless you.

I don't do diner beans.

Don't worry. And
don't say anything.

I'm gonna call Danny.

She looks familiar, but...

You don't remember

Mac Altman?

She had a show on
the KidPow! Channel

called Father's Keepers.

It was about a young widower

trying to raise four
girls on his own.

Mac played Sam, the feisty,
"wise beyond her years" oldest

who ran the house.

Her catchphrase was,

"I'll be the judge of that."

That woman played one
of her little sisters.

I can't believe they still
live together in real life.

Neither one made that Miley leap
to an adult career.

Boy, you love your television.

Oh, no, I hated
Father's Keepers,

but my little sister
watched every single episode

while we made dinner.

I couldn't escape.

Oh.

Uh...

Who are you supposed to be?

Audrey Hepburn.

From Breakfast at Tiffany's.

The movie that first made me
fall in love with New York.

You're the only one
in costume, of course.

Me and Lt. Connor.

He's either

Pee-wee Herman...
Orville Redenbacher.

Winston Churchill.

Oh. He was a bow tie guy.

I thought you might
be an astronaut.

Mm-mmm.
I hate Halloween.

All the crazies come out
and wreak havoc on the city,

fill the hospitals
and the jails.

It's sanctioned mayhem.

Oh, come on. You never went
trick-or-treating as a kid?

That was business.

We knew we were getting
candy for the year.

We'd change our costumes twice
and hit the block three times.

Captain Wagner?

Yes?
Danny Beck,

Ms. Altman's attorney
and manager.

I'm happy to report
this whole incident

has been a misunderstanding.

Is that right?
I've spoken to the club owner

who made the complaint, and all
the charges are being dropped.

I wonder what it'll cost
this time.

It's all handled, Mac.
Just have to dot the I's.

Is that Mac?

Captain, do have a minute?

Need you to sign
the release papers.

Oh.

And may I also say,

it's great to meet you.

Really appreciate
the job you guys do.

Mm-hmm.

Wow. He's smooth.
Mm-hmm.

- Danny helps a lot of celebs.
- Oh.

He rescued a client
from a sex cult.

Another from
a drug cartel in Bogotá.

This is nothing.

You're free to go, Ms. Altman.

Okay.

Shouldn't you be happy?

Uh...

Hey, are you all right?

I have a question.
Okay.

Uh, actually, forget it.

Oh, no, no, no.
You can ask me anything.

Were there any murders
last night?

Murders?

In Manhattan.
Uh...

Well, from what I heard,

just a vehicular manslaughter
on West End Avenue.

Why are you asking?
No reason.

Can't a person be curious?

Absolutely.
I'm always curious.

It gets me in trouble,
sometimes.

Do you need me

to get your lawyer, Ms. Altman?

Mac. Oh.

Mac?
No, don't.

Danny is closing

an eight-movie deal
with The Postmark Channel

and I don't want him worried
about me, you know? I...

It was probably just a dream.

Ooh, dreams are always
so fascinating.

What was it?
Tell me.

Oh, I know.

This is what I do
Okay.

when it's something scary.

Close your eyes.

Now say what happened
in your dream really fast.

If I killed someone I need to
know, even if I get in trouble.

Wow, see?
That was great.

I think you need to slow it down
just a little bit.

If I killed someone...

I need to know,
even if I get in trouble.

You killed someone?
I said "if."

If I did it.

You don't know for sure?

It's foggy.

I-I see myself in an alley,

pulling a trigger.

Boom!

Okay.

Um, do you know
who the victim was?

Maybe we could
check the hospitals.

No, I-I don't know anything.

He was in a mask.
Like, for Halloween.

And, yeah, it just...

it felt so real.

But it was a dream.

Yeah.

I think it was a dream.

The blood on your dress
looks pretty real.

Oh.

We could get it tested.

And...

The gun was missing

from my safe this morning.

Oh, dear.

Mac, what's the last thing
you do remember?

Sissy.

Sissy. Yeah, come.

What was the last thing
I remember? So,

we started off
our night at

the Postmark Channel
red carpet event

to kick off their
Hallow-Palooza.

Postmark is, like, a low-budget
version of the Hallmark Channel.

It is.

Aw, you guys.

So cute.
Mm-hmm.

She was an angel
and I was the devil.

And when we got there, Mac
saw this actor, Daz Dean,

who she's obsessed with,

and made us switch
costumes in the limo.

Not easy.

Oh, my.

The PR witch stopped Mac.

She said her costume
wasn't "appropriate"

for her wholesome new
Postmark Channel movie,

She didn't let her on
the step and repeat.

So, what did I do next?
Well,

Danny was there.

He made us switch
back our costumes

and then you said you
needed to fix your face,

and then you gave everyone

the slip on the way
to the bathroom

and then you sped off
in a Lambo with Daz

while throwing your angel wings
and your halo out the window.

I mean, that's pretty cool.

Go, me.

You really don't remember?

Weird.

Do you have any idea
where she went next?

I didn't see her again
until this morning.

Oh, maybe we can
track her phone?

No, I was holding
on to it for her.

She didn't have it for
the rest of the night.

Wait. Maybe there's something
on that guy Daz's social media.

You say he's an actor?

That's a good idea.

He posts about everything.

I would know, because I...

stalk his fine ass
all the damn day.

Oh...

Oh, no, no, no.
Not you again.

You've already done enough
damage. You're not supposed

to come within
a thousand feet of me.

Read the terms.

Did I do all of this?

- Like you don't know.
- Uh, hi.

I'm with the police,
uh, sort of.

Mac says she blacked out
the whole evening.

We're just trying
to piece together what happened.

Sorry, signed an NDA, so...

Uh, actually,

it's Mac who would be damaged

by any disclosure, and
she gives her consent.

Right, Mac?
Mm-hmm.

So, you won't be in violation.

Fine.

You were all over that guy Daz

last night. Tried to dance
for him on top of the bar.

Then you ripped
open the top

of your angel outfit,
tried to show a little cleavage.

And, uh, you did
a little shimmy,

one boob popped out,
but pretty sure

you did that on purpose.

Then, when I said that
you had too much to drink,

you said...
Oh, no.

"...I'll be the judge of that,"
to remind everyone

that you were famous,
like, 150 years ago.

So cringe.
Yeah, you're lucky this is a phone-free club,

because that was a meme.

And then what happened?

Um, and then Daz

dumped Mac's ass
for another actress

who starred in some A24 movie,

and they split.

Well, did I follow Daz out?

Hurt him in any way?

No, you just started
smashing bottles and glasses,

shattered my entire backsplash.

And when I tried
to get you to stop,

you broke my nose.

- Sorry.
- Oh, okay,

here we go.
Let's go.

Wait!

My lawyer paid you off,
and I can't get in trouble?

Then I'm not sorry.

'Cause you're a bitch.
Oh, okay.

Yeah, well, I wouldn't want
to be you for 30 seconds,

okay? So get out!

Thank you.

Her nose.

Maybe that's how you got
the blood on your dress.

That actually makes sense.

Yeah, it does.

Good one, Liz.

Are you okay?

This has been
a lot.

Maybe we need
to Zen Down.

It's a meditation app.

Mm-hmm.

Zen Down...

Oh, uh, excuse me.

My earbuds are missing.

Really, God? Really?

Okay, relax.

Just use
"Last Location."

They'll turn up
somewhere.

Last Location.
Mm-hmm.

Oh.

Closer.

Closer...

closer.

And it should be...

here.

Here where? I don't see them.

Oh!

Found them.

Uh,

and I also found...

this.

Over here.

Hey.

What'd you get
yourself into now?

Sonny, no!

Oh, you knew the victim?

Sonny Miller.

He used to be my personal
trainer, now he's a rapper.

Well... was.

We had a few projects together.

He was my friend.

I had no reason to kill him.

Danny said stop talking now.

Good idea.

How in the hell are you
here already, Ms. Tascioni?

Come with me, please,
Ms. Altman.

He doesn't seem very happy.

He could really
use some new ties.

Hey.

What's with you?

Mac is toast.

I'm gonna have to find
a new place to crash.

And she didn't hook me up

with a new agent.
Okay, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Sonny Miller

was shot using a custom-made,

pink Walther PPK,

which was registered
to you, Ms. Altman.

You had gunshot residue
on your hands,

and your prints
were all over it.

Case closed.

It was self-defense, Detective.

There shouldn't be any case.

Sonny was a drug dealer

with a long record
and he'd become a threat.

I just thank God
that Mac

had the gun last night.

It was either him or her.

You agree with that assessment,
Ms. Altman?

Yes. Yes, I...

I was trying
to stay sober and...

Sonny was obsessed with me.

So I-I...

must've been defending myself

when I shot him.

The jails are full of people
who shot their dealers.

You can try to put
a good face on it for the jury.

Um... Mac?

You told me
that Sonny was your friend.

And you just said "must've"
because you can't remember.

Why are you changing your story?

Don't sell past the close.

We're done here.

Damn jack-in-the-box.

She just pops up
and makes noise.

Is Ms. Tascioni
always in the room?

When I think it's useful.
But is she here

to investigate cases
or the department?

Perhaps we should think on that.

Good morning, Detective.
I'm Lt. Connor,

Lt. Noonan's replacement.
I heard.

I'm asking everyone about their
experiences in the precinct.

You should avail yourself.

No thanks,
Lieutenant,

I'm no snitch, never was.

This isn't snitching.

Just seeing what can be...

improved.

Holly Golightly,
right?

Uh, yes.

My door is always open.

Breakfast at Tiffany's.

What people forget
about that movie is

that Holly was
basically a prostitute.

Oh, I wouldn't go that far.

She did have
style, though.

I'll give her that.

And you--

you look perfect.

Well, thank you.

Uh, listen.

I know it seemed like Mac
changed her story, but

Sonny Miller wormed his way
into her life,

had her confused.

He was just
another hanger-on

trying to take advantage.

Oh, that's hard.

Mm-hmm.

Oh. Sorry.

Will you excuse me?
Oh. Mm-hmm.

You trying to rescue me
like I'm on a bad date?

Mac would like
to speak with you.

Alone.

Thank you.

Ugh.
I told you.

You're gonna have
to up your bean game a lot

if this is going to work.

Okay.

I'm studying all night
and working all day.

This caffeine is
keeping me alive, don't...

Oh, that's cool.

You know, I always wanted to go
to school like a regular kid.

and cram and all that,

but our on-set teacher--
he was an actor,

so he was always hustling
to be on the show,

so he just passed us.
Hmm.

Did he ever get a role?

Oh, actually, he played Petey.

The guy who comes to fix
the air conditioning.

In "One

Sizzling Summer Day."

Petey gave Sam

some valuable advice
when she needed it most.

Yes. We could all use

a Petey in our
lives sometimes.

Uh, so...

What's on your mind, Mac?
Um,

I just wanted to thank you

for helping me
find out the truth.

And I'm a murderer.

Um, so...

am I going to get life

or Lifetime or both?

Well, uh, that's a question

for your lawyer-slash-manager,

who seems to keep you
on a pretty tight leash.

Yeah, Danny is a little intense,

but it's just because he cares.

Mm.

I actually have
some questions for you,

if that's okay.

Where did you get the gun?

Because you clearly
didn't have it

at the Postmark Channel event.

Skintight dress, no bag.

And there was a metal detector
at The Hideout.

Yeah, but I also
don't know how I got

these terrible bangs,
sore legs, new tattoo

and this hickey from a person
with a very small mouth.

Gosh, you packed a lot in.

So, have you ever blacked out

like that before?
Never.

I always remember everything

and I hate myself for it.

Oh.

Elsbeth?

What's going
to happen to me now?

Oh.

It's a slam dunk.

She needs to be charged
with murder and arraigned.

The NYPD can show that
it doesn't play favorites.

But the body wouldn't have
even been found

without Mac's help
and she says she has no memory

of last night.
Maybe she was roofied.

Oh, how convenient--
she has amnesia.

Did ever think that you might be
getting snowed by an actress?

Well, of course
you would feel that way.

Men don't generally
believe anything

when it's said by a woman.

Other than their mothers,
of course.

Hey, don't bring
my mother into this.

Enough. The blood
and tox reports

aren't even back yet.

Let's see what she has
in her system

before we call her a liar.

We know she pulled the trigger.

But there might be
mitigating factors.

And the D.A.'s in no rush
to charge her with anything.

Can we agree
that if she were anyone else,

she would be cooling her heels
in Riker's right now?

But she's not anyone else.

She's Mac Altman.

And like it or not,

it is different
when you're famous.

I can't

comment on the case.

But I want to salute
Mackenzie's bravery,

both in her sober journey

and in standing up
to her abusers.

I couldn't be prouder.

Are you proud
of the trending video, too?

What video?

You think you're gangster
enough for my club, Sonny?

I'll be the judge of that.
Don't... Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Well, there goes sober.

And self-defense.

What do you think of
your actress friend now,

Ms. Tascioni?

Hmm.

That video
wasn't what it seemed.

I was just joking.

I would never shoot Sonny.

And that was taken months ago,

when I was still getting high.

You don't get
high anymore?

No, I'm Tampa sober.

Just booze and Xanax.

Do you know who sold it to TMZ?

I mean, we were partying
with a lot of people.

It could have been anyone
looking to make a quick buck.

Well, tell us about the gun.

How often do you handle it?
Rarely.

I was always forgetting
the combination to the safe

and Danny had
to keep reminding me

and then we changed it
to my birthday and then

the one time I took it out,
I left it at a screening.

I should have
been in that movie.

In the video,
you said Sonny wasn't

gangster enough for your "club."

What were you referring to?
Oh.

It's in Montenegro.

Right off the Adriatic Sea.

We're gonna call it Macanegro.

It's amazing.

Give me your phone
so I can get my email.

Here.

Danny says it's gonna
be a cash cow.

How we finally retire.

Wow, looks like
a slice of heaven.

What does that got
to do with Sonny?

Well, he was a rapper and he
wanted to film his video there.

- And, what, you said no?
- I mean, eventually,

he wore me down.
I can get talked into anything.

I'm just kidding.

But there were delays.
Like, weather disasters and...

bad contractors.

And it started to cost us
more than we expected.

How much have you
invested so far?

Think, like, six million.
Danny knows.

- Was Sonny mad about the delays?
- No.

He was gonna get
everything for free.

Are you sure you
don't remember

where you saw Sonny or why?

Okay. Thanks.

Sidebar.

If you want your slam dunk,

we're gonna have to fill in
the holes in Mac's story. How?

With another field trip?

And on Halloween, no less?

There's nothing fresh
to go on.

Well, fans have posted videos

about Mac's whereabouts.
We have some leads. I think

the TMZ video filled in
everything we need.

It's a waste of time.

And do I have to remind you
that she killed somebody?

Maybe we should ask
Captain Wagner.

Yeah, well,

we both know
what he's gonna say.

But I'll tell
you what.

I'll stay here
and figure out the charges

and you do whatever the hell
you want, as usual.

Sounds like a plan.

But you better not lose her.

Otherwise, it's all our butts.

Does that mean
I get to go out tonight?

- A fan thinks she saw
- Mac here last night.

Yeah, you were about to get

a tramp stamp that
said "You're welcome"

before you get recognized
by the Bang Bang Girls.

The who?
This big bachelorette party.

You wound up at the bar,

slamming down some shots
with the happy couple.

Were their names Amy
and Rick, by chance?

Uh, yeah, think so.
They posted on their Insta,

tagged the bar.
Oh...

Rick, we're here
with Mac freakin' Altman

of Father's Keepers

and she's got something to say.

Uh, Rick and Amy,
you guys don't know me,

but I love you guys so much.

Your love is a true fairy tale.

And I hope your marriage
lasts as long as this ink!

Mac! Mac! Mac! Mac!

Hey, look-- they
all have bangs.

I guess I just
wanted to fit in.

How'd the night end?

Um...

Ooh, is that a peddle bus?

Looks so fun.

It was until she felt off.

Aw.

Sore legs.

Right!
This is like bingo.

So, there you are, Mac.

- Lying in the gutter.
- Mm.

Where to next?

I need your phone.

Oh.

Okay, we need to get back
to the precinct,

check in.
Oh... Guys?

Can we stop at my place?

You know, it might
spark something. Uh-huh.

You're selling my clothes
on the RealReal?

You gave those to me.

I lent them to you.
For my birthday.

You are such a user.

I know you sold that video
to TMZ.

You had to cash in
before I went to prison?

Gross.

What's my name?

S...
Ah, ah, ah.

Sissy was my character
on the show.

No, what's my real name?

I'll wait.

Ka... Ta...

Exactly. Because you never
called me anything else.

Do you know one thing about me?

Ever even asked?

Well, it wasn't an issue for you

when you were living here
rent-free.

I've basically been
your servant.

Hell yes, I wanted to be paid.

And it was the same thing
with Sonny.

You had him around for kicks.

You screwed him
when you felt like it

and you kept him on a leash
with your BS promises.

You're the user, not us.

I thought you were my friends.

- You don't have any.
- Stop it!

Both of you.

What are you doing here?

I saw Sissy was selling
Mac's clothes.

I knew where that would lead.

People have been
posting pics of you

running around
with Cagney and Lacey here. So,

the whole world is
seeing those bangs.

You know how many meetings we
had with the Postmark Channel

about your hair.

How can you still be working
the Postmark Channel deal

when Mac could be facing life?

You don't know me
very well, do you?

Come here.

So, I see you've been
meeting everyone.

What should I know?

I'm sorry, Captain, those
conversations are private.

But how can we make improvements
if I don't know the issues?

You're right.

I'll sum it up for you.

Morale is low.

The rank and file
find you remote.

And as much as they acknowledge
Lt. Noonan's wrongdoing,

they miss him.
They don't think his scheme

would have gotten off the ground
if you'd been paying attention.

So...

they don't like or respect me.

Okay.

What else?
There's also unease

around your perceived favoritism
to Officer Blanke

and Elsbeth Tascioni,
whose undefined role

continues to make people...
uncomfortable.

Our closure rate
has improved significantly

since she arrived.
Anyone mention that?

Numbers don't always
tell the whole story.

Much as we wish they did.

You got all of this
from Detective Smullen?

It's a consensus.

Yeah.

Bad time, Cap? We can...
No.

Lt. Connor was just leaving.

I always have time for you,
Detective. Come on in.

Okay, what do you got?

Well, we figured out

how Mac got the blood
on her dress, the bangs,

the sore legs and the tattoo.

But we still don't know
how she got the gun,

where and by whom
she was roofied,

or how she met up with Sonny.

The small-mouth hickey

remains a mystery, too.

It was a wild night.

While they were
hitting the town,

I was pulling the threads
on the club in Montenegro and...

Oh, what she calls it Macanegro,

which I think is cute.
It... Sorry.

I think we've got something.

According to Sonny's
phone records,

two days before his murder,

he made calls to a production
company in Montenegro

that he wanted to hire
for his video.

I called the guy myself

and he told me
what he told Sonny:

that the club doesn't exist.

So...

Danny was stealing Mac's
six million dollars

instead of investing it?

A reasonable assumption.

Then what were those photos
he'd been sending to Mac?

Stock images that
he Photoshopped together.

It's not that hard to do.

And then the very next call
that he made

was to Danny Beck,

probably telling him
that he knew.

So, blackmail.

Sonny would have exposed
the theft to Mac

unless Danny cut him in.

Rings true.

Now, that's a motive.

But it was still Mac

who pulled the trigger.

Ugh.
Doesn't make sense.

We might be able to nail Danny
for embezzlement,

but nothing ties him

to the murder.

Closer...

Closer...

Closer...

Oh. Mr. Beck.

Can I help you?

I would like you to leave

Mackenzie's defense
to me, Ms. Tascioni.

I'm just trying
to find the truth.

No. I think
you're taking advantage.

Speaking to her
without counsel present.

I told you
Mac is very suggestable.

She tends to trust
the wrong people.

Well...

she certainly trusts you.

That's for sure.

I mean, you're her...

criminal attorney,

you're her talent agent,
her business manager.

I mean, does Mac
even have an accountant?

I handle everything.
She's my singular focus.

So, if someone threatened that--

ooh, boy--
I bet they'd be in trouble.

Damn right.

Which is why I wish it was me
in that alley with Sonny,

but it wasn't.

Right, because you never saw her

after she'd lost you

at the Postmark Channel
Hallow-Palooza.

I was there all night,
dressed as Mutant Mike.

You can check their Instagram.
Oh, I did.

Funny. Half the party
was in that same mask.

It's the

hot costume this year.
There's always one.

It's just not totally clear...

which one was you.

Well...

...that would only matter
if I was a suspect,

and we both know that
that's ridiculous.

You know something?

You remind me of me.

I do?

I was a defense attorney

in Chicago

for a long time.

Oh, that explains a lot.
I know

what it feels like

to get in over your head
with an important client.

You can make some bad decisions.

The blood and tox reports
are in.

Great.

The blood on Mac's clothes

was a match for Sonny Miller.

And what we've been calling
a "small-mouth hickey"

was apparently made
by a monkey.

Did you say a monkey?

But that's not the strangest
thing about the results.

Extremely high levels of
a drug called scopolamine

was found in Mac's system.

That's why she blacked out,
can't remember anything?

So, she isn't faking.

Scopo-what?
I-I've never heard of it.

It's a nightshade.

Known in Colombian
criminal circles

as Devil's Breath.

A zombie drug used
to hypnotize people

and compel them to carry out
murders and robberies...

on the gangster's behalf.

Did you say compel?

Mm-hmm.

According to
the Model Penal Code,

a defendant
can't be held responsible

if the act was committed
under the influence

of involuntary intoxication.

Do you want to

tell them
what that means, Counselor?

If someone gave Mac
this Devil's Breath

without her knowing,

then she's not
on the hook

for Sonny's murder.

Exactly.

Clearly, one of his
drug dealer rivals

used Mac to take him out.

That's one theory.

Can you give us the room
please, Mr. Beck?

Gladly.

Need to speak with my client.

Tell her the good news.

Thank you.

We're actually
taking this seriously?

A zombie drug?

It's on the U.S. tourist
advisory for Colombia.

It was used in thousands
of crimes last year.

I assure you, it's a real thing.

Isn't it used for nausea?

My Aunt Jen used to take it
before she got on a plane.

Yes, in small doses.

And so it's also
very easy to get.

So, it is a
viable defense.

And that means she
was drugged early

because that's when
she blacked out. Not necessarily.

The drug makes a person
forget everything that night,

even before they took it.

Bogotá!
Isn't that in Colombia?

Mm-hmm.

Sissy says that
Danny rescued a client

from a drug cartel in Bogotá.

Is that a coincidence
or a connection?

How did I

wind up in Bogotá?

Well, um, Danny got me two mil

to perform at the quinceañera
of some cartel boss' daughter.

Now, I remember
getting on the plane

and being on the plane
coming back,

but, uh, weekend in between's
a total blank.

What happened?

Um...

Apparently, I, uh,
sang my little set,

then met up
with this woman at the bar

who dosed me with something
called Devil's Breath.

You heard of it?

As a matter of fact, we have.

From what I was told,

I went back to the table,

started stripping off
all my clothes.

Guess this was some kind of test

to make sure I was
under the drug's control.

Now, the cartel boss
tried to stop me

from getting naked
in front of his daughter,

and I tried to plunge
a steak knife into his chest.

You got to be kidding me.

Luckily, Danny was
babysitting the gig

and he stepped in just in time.

We took a beating,

but he managed to talk
our way out of there.

Turns out,
some rival cartel boss was

trying to use me

to, uh, take out
his competition.

Sounds familiar.
Wait.

If Danny was such a lifesaver,

why doesn't he
represent you anymore?

Oh, um...

he was robbing me blind.

Hi. We just talked
to Jesse Fox and...

Mac, what is happening?

I have to get a rabies shot
for my monkey bite tomorrow...

It's supposed to hurt.
Oh, they do.

I got bit by a bat
on my honeymoon--

which was
a highlight, actually--

and it was tres unpleasant.

Mm-mmm. Not helpful.

Oh, sorry. Sorry.

Ugh! A monkey is supposed
to be in a cage, not me.

Um, any idea where
you could have met a monkey

last night?
Quick,

when I say monkey, what's
the first thing you think of?

Mr. Peaches.
Mr. Peaches.

Mr. Peaches?
Who's Mr. Peaches?

A capuchin monkey
who guest starred on my show. Ooh,

that safari episode was awful.
I hated

that smelly monkey.

But my friend Roya
was one of the producers

and she loved it.

Wound up adopting him.

Does Roya live
in Manhattan,

by any chance?

Right wrist tonight.

Remember to vote.

Right wrist tonight.

Oh, I think you ran out of ink.

Oh, it's invisible.

How cool.

Right wrist tonight.

Oh.

Thank you.

Wow.

Thanks for your cooperation,

ma'am, especially
on such a busy night.

Well, everything is all set up.

And call me Roya.
Just one name, like Sade.

And this...
is Mr. Peaches.

No metal detectors?
My guests

are mostly friends.
I've never had a problem.

So cute.
You're dressed like Mr. Peaches

and Mr. Peaches
is dressed like you.

Uh, do not bare your teeth

or look him
directly in the eye.

He will feel threatened.
Oh.

We don't want that, do we?

So glad to see you're
feeling better, Mac.

Wish I could say the same
for Mr. Peaches. I am

so sorry, Roya.

I am not the one
who deserves an apology.

I'm sorry, Mr. Peaches.

I don't even know what happened.

We believe Mac was drugged.

Well, she was perfectly fine

when she showed up here
last night.

And I don't think
she ever liked Mr. Peaches.

Come with me.

Ah.

Thanks for joining us, Mr. Beck.

What was so important?

I was here last night,
in this loft.

We just saw the video.

Was Sonny here with you?

He pulled me out.

We left, and I
guess I shot him

in the alley a block away.

See?

Someone did use Mac

to take Sonny out,
just like I said.

The guy clearly had enemies.
We just need to figure out who.

We know who Sonny's enemy was,
Mr. Beck, and so do you.

Not sure what you're implying.

Then I'll just say it.

Sonny found out that
you'd been stealing from Mac

and tried to blackmail you.

You most likely

stalled him,
promised to cut him in

on the deal, but really you were
setting him up for the kill.

This is law enforcement?

Mm.

You guys are crazy.

Using what happened
to Jesse Fox in Bogotá

as an inspiration, you opened up

Mac's safe--
her birthday combination--

and then you brought the .22

to this loft last night.

Mostly friends,
no metal detectors. You then

slipped the weapon to Mac,

and dosed her drink
with Devil's Breath.

- Oh.
- Mac tried to hug Mr. Peaches,

who she hates, and he
bit her on the neck.

That was your test to prove
that she was under your control.

Mac's very suggestible.
You knew it would work.

We all know what happened next.

You told Mac
to shoot Sonny Miller,

and that's exactly what she did.

You figured
if she ever got caught,

the Devil's Breath
excuse would keep

your only client out of jail.

But you're the one
who wound up getting caught.

Is that it? You done?

There's only
one problem.

I have never been
to this loft before in my life.

Oh! No. Um...

You actually, uh,

were here, uh, that night.

You were the Mutant Mike
sitting at the bar.

No.

I was the Mutant Mike

at the Postmark Channel
Costume Party,

and I was there all night.

You ready to die on that hill?

The burden of proof's on you.

Then show us your wrist.

I just got this

on the way in.
It means nothing.

Now the other one.

What?

The left wrist.
Let's go.

Right wrist tonight.

That one was from
last night's party.

We were both there, Danny.

It was you.
You made me kill for you.

And no one will see you as
that little KidPow! kid again.

Your career can finally
turn the corner.

It's not all about that.

You sure?

Let me see those wrists again.

Daniel Beck,
you are under arrest

for the murder of Sonny Miller.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will
be used against you...

Mac?
Huh?

You're still
under arrest, too.

But he made me do it.

You still have to
play out the process.

Your new lawyer can
most likely get you a deal.

Can you be my new lawyer?
Oh,

I'm sorry, Mac.
I don't really do that anymore.

Well, I'm all alone now.

I'm scared.

Hey.

You remember the finale
of Father's Keepers,

where Sam's father
finally got remarried

and the pressure
to take care of everything

finally got lifted
off her shoulders?

The last shot was you bravely
walking down that street

into your own life.

That's what this is, Mac.

That was a good episode.

Mm-hmm.
This is a fresh start.

You could go to school,
like you always wanted.

Even start getting
your own coffee.

Up to you.
Mm.

Screw it, I'm hitting up Sissy.

Sissy? After
what she did?

She was probably
just scared, too.

That ho is my bae.

Mm, that's not a great idea.

Well, I'll be the judge of that.

You definitely need to
retire that catchphrase,

no matter what.
Immediately.

Aw.

Oh.

You still can't let it go.

Well, how can I do my job when
no one likes or respects me?

They just don't know you.

Don't talk to me
like one of the kids.

I know all your lines.

People really just don't
know how shy you are.

I have always covered for you,

letting you do your
strong, silent thing.

And Noonan, for all his faults,
he did the same at the precinct.

He sure did know how to
loosen people up, though.

Hmm? Poker games,

barbecues,

Super Bowl parties.

I went to all of those.
I was there.

Yeah, and you left
as soon as you could.

Don't play me.

Well...

No one wants to hang out
with the boss.

Baby, if you're not
happy how things are,

you're going to have
to make an effort.

Yeah.

This new guy, Connor.

Mm-hmm.
You think he's moving on you?

Hard to tell.

Maybe on Elsbeth.

Ooh.

That isn't good
either, is it?

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