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(PANTING)

(SCREAMS, GRUNTS)

No. No.

No. No, no, no.

(SCREAMING)

(GRUNTING)

Get off of me.

(GRUNTS)

(SCREAMS)

Oh.

(WOMAN LAUGHS)

What's so funny?

Those bangs. Did you use garden shears?

Bang...

Wait... Wait.

(GASPING)

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. - (SHORT CHUCKLE)

What the freak happened to you last night?

I don't know.

- (KNOCKING) - (GASPS)

Oh, crap.

Mackenzie Altman...

you're under arrest.

For what?

Criminal mischief and assault three.

You have to come with us.

(SIGHS) Okay.

(CHUCKLES) You were expecting more?

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

Oh, bless you.

I don't do diner beans.

(GASPS, WHIMPERS)

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

I'm gonna call Danny.

She looks familiar, but...

- You don't remember Mac Altman? - (GASPS)

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." - (BOTH LAUGH)

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. - (LAUGHS)

Oh.

- Uh... - (CLEARS THROAT)

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.

KAYA: 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.

MAN: 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.

(DOOR OPENS)

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

Is that Mac?

- (DOOR CLOSES) - DANNY: 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. - ELSBETH: 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.

(SOFTLY): Okay.

Shouldn't you be happy?

(LAUGHING) 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.

(GRUNTS SOFTLY)

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? - SISSY: 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.

ELSBETH: 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.

ELSBETH: Oh, my.

SISSY: 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.

(SQUEAKS)

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. - ELSBETH: 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. - ELSBETH: Oh, okay,

- here we go. (CHUCKLES) 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.

(GASPS) 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.

(GROANS) 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.

(GASPS)

sync and corrections by solfieri www.addic7ed.com

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - Over here.

Hey.

What'd you get yourself into now?

(GASPS) 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.

(SOBBING)

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.

BOBBY: 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.

ELSBETH: 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. - (KAYA CLEARS HER THROAT)

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.

(GASPS)

Thank you.

(GULPS, SPITS)

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.

ELSBETH: 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. - (CHUCKLES)

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.

BOBBY: 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.

WAGNER: 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.

DANNY: 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.

KAYA: Well, there goes sober.

And self-defense.

What do you think of your actress friend now, Ms. Tascioni?

(CHORTLES SOFTLY)

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.

BOBBY: 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? - MAC: 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? - MAC: 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.

KAYA: 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.

(CHUCKLES) 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?

KAYA: A fan thinks she saw Mac here last night.

TOMMY: 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...

BRIDE: 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!

(ALL CHEERING)

- (SCREAMING) - (CHANTING): Mac! Mac! Mac! Mac!

Hey, look... they all have bangs.

I guess I just wanted to fit in.

How'd the night end?

Um...

ELSBETH: Ooh, is that a peddle bus?

- Looks so fun. - It was until she felt off.

ELSBETH: Aw.

- Sore legs. - Right! This is like bingo.

So, there you are, Mac.

- Lying in the gutter. - ELSBETH: 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. - DANNY: 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. - (SIGHS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

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. - (KNOCKING)

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

Lt. Connor was just leaving.

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

- (DOOR CLOSES) - Okay, what do you got?

ELSBETH: 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.

ELSBETH: The small-mouth hickey remains a mystery, too.

(SMOOCHES) 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.

BOBBY: 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.

(GASPS) 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.

ELSBETH: 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... - (CLICKS TONGUE)

Closer...

- (VOCALIZING) - (DOOR SLAMS)

(GASPS) 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 suggest able.

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.

(CHUCKLES)

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.

- (KNOCKING) - (DOOR OPENS)

The blood and tox reports are in.

Great.

WAGNER: 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?

WAGNER: 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. (CHUCKLES)

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.

KAYA: 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?

MAN: 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...

KAYA: 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?

- (DANCE MUSIC PLAYING) - Right wrist tonight.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Remember to vote.

Right wrist tonight.

Oh, I think you ran out of ink.

Oh, it's invisible.

How cool. (CHUCKLES)

Right wrist tonight.

Oh.

Thank you.

Wow.

BOBBY: 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... (CHUCKLES) 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.

MAC: 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.

- (CHITTERS) - We believe Mac was drugged.

(CHUCKLES) 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.

(MUSIC CONTINUING IN DISANCE)

Ah. Thanks for joining us, Mr. Beck.

What was so important?

I was here last night, in this loft.

We just saw the video.

DANNY: 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.

(CHUCKLES WEAKLY)

- Not sure what you're implying. - ELSBETH: Then I'll just say it.

Sonny found out that you'd been stealing from Mac

and tried to blackmail you.

BOBBY: You most likely stalled him, promised to cut him in on the deal,

but really you were setting him up for the kill.

(CHUCKLING): 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.

ELSBETH: You then slipped the weapon to Mac,

and dosed her drink with Devil's Breath.

- Oh - BOBBY: 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.

BOBBY: 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.

DANNY: 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.

DANNY: I just got this on the way in.

It means nothing.

KAYA: Now the other one.

- What? - The left wrist. Let's go.

ELSBETH: Right wrist tonight.

That one was from last night's party.

MAC: 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. - (SCOFFS)

You sure?

BOBBY: 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. (CHUCKLES)

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.

WAGNER: 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. (SCOFFS)

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

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. (SIGHS)

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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