All language subtitles for Burden_of_Truth_S02E07_1080p_WEBRip_x264-TBS

- We're going to meet with
a potential investor tonight

to discuss taking the firm
international. I want you there.

- Not that one.
♪♪♪

Shane, the statement that you
gave the police, it doesn't
line up with Taylor's.

- You saw the girl
who was staying at the motel?

- Yeah, but not Taylor.

It was another girl
that was staying there.

- Meet your new cellmate.
- You got the top bunk.

- I know, it's a lot to process.

- Tim wants to get
Shane's testimony

as soon as possible.
- Shane's not well.

- Nice out here, huh?
- Sorry?

- Don't you think
it's beautiful?

- I suppose if you can
get over the creepy.

- I guess I don't
see it as creepy.

Remember when we came
here for Halloween?

That was creepy though.

We're here.

I, uh...

I found this while I was
walking the dog.

I thought you might
want to see it.

- You just happened to pass by?
- Yeah,

after a quick...
database search.

Looks like
the Hanleys have been here

a while.

- My grandparents.
I was working with my dad

on the Oswalt Power
and Coal Harbour Energy merger

in Toronto. He didn't even
come to the funeral.

He just bought this.

- "Survived by their loving son
David Richard Hanley."

- Of course he'd put his name
on their grave.

- In a really big font.
- Yeah.

- Uh, it's nice here.
(gentle music)

Not a bad place
to be buried.

- Yeah, it is.

It's far too nice for him.

- Let me get to the point.
Is a settlement

out of the question?
- We had offered

the defense a more than generous
settlement, which, I'm sure
you can remember,

they decided to turn into
a public stunt, consequently

wasting the court's time.
- I'm sure Mr. Bennett
would agree

that forcing
an innocent young woman

to four years of prison
hardly qualifies

as a settlement offer
and perhaps

alternatively, a threat.

- Save it for trial,
Ms. Chan. Has anything else

magically materialized
since then?

- We'd be willing
to entertain a settlement

if it included
a full withdrawal of charges.

- I bet you would.

- A simple "no" would have
sufficed. Alright,

are we in agreement
that we are trying

the murder
of David Richard Hanley?

- Yes, Your Honour.
- Ms. Chan, are we in agreement

that the victim
was murdered?

- Uh, yes,
Your Honour.

We won't be pursuing
a strategy of self-defense.

- And that the murder
weapon was the bottle
found at the crime scene?

♪♪♪
And that the cause of death

was the blow to the anterior
base of the skull? Yes?

Alright, are there
any other witnesses to add

to the slate?
I'd like to do that now.

No surprises.

- Not from us, Your Honour.
- No, Your Honour.

- I expect you both
to be efficient,

respectful and to play
by the rules.

If there's anything else
either of you wants to say,

now is the time.

♪♪♪

Good luck, Counsellors.
There's no turning back now.

(theme music)

♪♪♪

- You know, I was thinking

while I was pissing. Beer?
- No.

- Maybe they tracked me
when I was on the bus.

I mean, I paid cash,

but all those buses have cameras
now. You know that, right?

- Shane...

I gotta get to work
for a bit, so...

you lay off the beer.

- Yeah. Thank you, bro.

(Shane mumbling to himself)

Moosejaw. It fits the pattern.

(indistinct chatter)

- Hey! Hey!

You're in my seat.

- Oh, uh, sorry.

- Don't worry
about it, cupcake.

(tapping on keyboard)

(door opening)

(door closing)
(footsteps)

- Hey.
- Hey.

- I picked up the mail.

- Thanks.
- It looks like

it's mostly junk.
- Yeah.

- So the pretrial conference
went as expected.

- Yeah. Thanks for that.

- Would have been great
to know what's going on

with Shane's testimony.
- Shane's not an option.

But if what Owen said
about the hair sample's true,

we can move
on evidence tampering.

- That's true.

Look, if this is, uh...

If this is about the kiss,

then I am... I didn't mean

to force you. I am sorry.
- Don't.

Don't apologize. It's not...

I just have to focus
on the case.

(Billy tapping on keyboard)
- OK.

Then we're running out of time.

Shane's testimony
is our strongest move.

- Joanna, Shane's testimony
is no longer in play.

- Billy, what is going on?

(cell phone ringing)

- Hey.

Slow down. Just...

I hear you,
but I left you

five minutes ago.
It's not...

No, OK, fine.
I'll be right there.

♪♪♪

I'll be back.

(door opening and closing)

♪♪♪

(indistinct heated discussion
between Shane and Billy)

- Is that the way you think?!
- I'm not disagreeing.

- Who sent you? Who sent you?!
- Easy, Shane!
- Who sent you?!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Whoa, hey! That's Joanna.

Joanna. You know Joanna.

- She shouldn't be here.

You should not be here.

- Why didn't you
tell me?

- I guess I was just

hoping for it
to be anything else.

- I am so sorry, Billy.

What's happening
with Shane

is brutal,
I can't even imagine...

...but Luna is on trial now,

and she could go to prison
for the rest of her life.

- You're right. From here
on out, I'll be honest.

Joanna, I need you
to be honest with yourself.

This isn't just Luna's trial;
this is the trial

for the murder of your father.
- Don't.

- You're strong, but pretending
to be fine with this is crazy.

I need to know you're good
and not just pretending to be;

otherwise it could jeopardize--
- I'm good.

- What if you suddenly realize
you're not good right in
the middle of the trial?

- No. I said, "I'm good,"
which means I'm good.

- Joanna, his ashes are still
in the trunk of your car.

♪♪♪

Joanna.
(car door opening and closing)

(tires screeching)

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

(angry sob)

(sob)

(gasping)

(crying)

- You know,
I hadn't cried in years

before I came back here,
and now it's like

my eyes are
permanently leaking.

- Millwood does
have that effect.

Although in fairness,
this last bout

might have been the benzene.
(Joanna scoffing)

Too soon.

- Back where it all started.

- He was so horrible,

to so many people.

And for most of my life,

he was my hero.

Doesn't that make me horrible?

- No.

He was your father.

- I miss him, Billy.

And it sucks.

- It does suck.
- I can't even put him to rest

because the person on trial
for killing him didn't do it.

♪♪♪
(sighing)

We're out of options.

- We can still win this.

- No. We have to give the jury
someone better than Luna.

- We can't change strategies
this close to trial,

that's suicide.
- You have seen their case...

we're going to lose.

The only way left to clear Luna,
whether I like or not,

is to get justice
for my father.

They know that we are
out of time, and I know

it's a shot in the dark,
but it is our only shot.

Luna's only real shot.

♪♪♪

Where are you going?

- Let's go find your girl
with the American ID.

- So you did test the DNA,

and the hair was a non-match
to the accused?

Refresh my memory,
who did you give the results to?

That's what I thought.
(hanging up phone)

You're riding with me
today, Boone.

- Yeah, but I'm--
- Let's go.

(indistinct conversation)

- Crime scene photos,
eyewitness statements--

- We've already seen all this.
- We were looking for evidence

of police negligence,
procedural loopholes,

we were looking
for why Luna wasn't there;

now we look for who was.
(cell phone ringing)

- Alright, we know all the main
suspects that had something

against your father.
- Throw that list out.

This wasn't premeditated.
Whoever did this used

the bottle that he brought
into the room.

It was... it was improvised.
They were surprised.

Caught in the act?
- Caught in the act of what?

(phone chime)

Is everything OK?
- Yeah. It's not
important right now.

- OK, so your father walked in
on them. They would have heard

his key in the door and hid,
and the only place to hide

is the bathroom. He had time
enough to put the bottle down,

but not enough time to pour
himself a drink. And the fight

didn't happen in the bathroom.
- Wait. No, no fight.

The strike happened at
the anterior base of the skull.

He was hit from behind.
- Right. So he walks
into the room,

puts down the bottle, and then
he has to turn to see...

- He sees something
that tips him off.

♪♪♪

This. His computer.

- What about it?
- In corporate law,

confidentiality is king;

when my father went to go buy
his Scotch, he wouldn't have
left his computer out

on the table, let alone open,
which means someone else did.

- He knew someone was in
the room 'cause his computer

wasn't where he left it.
- He had a secure login key.

so the only way to access his
files was through his computer.

♪♪♪
Whoever it was...

wanted this.

- OK, so if it's that secure,
we're gonna need an expert.

And Millwood's fresh
out of those,

so we'll have
to go to Winnipeg.

- I think you should stay here.
- No way.

- This isn't a "I need
to do this on my own" thing.

Shane needs help.

Billy, trust me, don't wait
until it's too late.

- It's the 11th hour,
all hands on deck.

- I know a guy.
I will be fine.

♪♪♪
Go help Shane.

Good luck.
- You too.

I need to talk to you.

(door closing)
I'm sorry.

I haven't always been
the best brother.

You needed...

more help, more than I was
willing to give.

- You're a good brother.

- Trust me, I'm not.
- Well, you are

the only one I have,
so only and best.

- Come with me
to see Dr. Faulkner.

- No.

I'm fine, thank you.
- Shane, look around,

this isn't fine.
- What?

What isn't fine?
What isn't fine?!

- Calm down.
- Don't tell me
to calm down man.

I'm working
through all of this shit,

all of it, so I can
save your life!

- Hey, I'm just trying to help.
- Listen to me.

- I'm listening.
- No, you're listening,

but you're not understanding
everything that's going on!
- OK! OK! OK!

- OK, what?!
♪♪♪

- OK, I believe you.

We're in trouble.

What do you want to do?
- OK, there's a campsite
outside Selkirk.

We go there,
we lay low.

- Shane, I can't do that.
- Why not?

- I have a client.

He's "connected." Let me try
to set up a face-to-face,

see if I could broker
some kind of peace.

- He's "connected"?

And you think
he would do that?

Dude, I would never

say anything about what I know.

If... if they know
that I can be trusted...

- Yeah.
- I would never say

anything, you know that, right?
- I know, Shane, I know.

(finger snapping)
- Yes, Billy boy.

Yes, yes, yes! Do it.

Do it this time.
It's crazy.

(woman crying softly)

- What the hell
is wrong with you?!

- I just...

I'm not supposed to be in here.

- Oh, well, get used to it.

And don't ever
let anyone

see you cry.
- But I didn't do it.

- No one cares
if you're guilty or not.

You're in here now,
so just deal with it!

- Why are you
yelling at me?

♪♪♪

- Stop crying, OK?

Good.

- Wait here.

I'll, uh, I'll make sure
it's safe.

- Careful, man. Billy...

thank you. I know you're
sticking your neck out for me.

- Of course.

You're my brother.

- Well, Billy, I'm hesitant

to make a remote diagnosis,
but it sounds

like schizophrenia.

- He thinks
he's completely fine.

- You know,
that's anosognosia.

They... they believe
their delusions are real.

- There's a few in-patient units
I found in Winnipeg.

They said he wouldn't have
to stay there long term, just
'til he got it under control.

- It's not that simple, you need
more than a diagnosis to get in.

There's only enough beds
for the emergencies,

so unless he's a danger
to himself

or a danger
to other people,

then we're gonna have to find
other ways to treat him.

- Alright, like that?
- Weekly sessions, medication.

- You don't understand.
He's completely lost touch.

- I know, Billy.

Just take it one step
at a time. You go get Shane,

and we'll see what we can do.

♪♪♪

- Shane?

(buzzing)

- Whoa! Hehe, Joanna, 'sup?

- What's up
with the secret bunker?

- She shouldn't be here.
- But she needs our help.

- She wouldn't help us
when we needed her last time.

- Well, we owe her a couple.
- No, you don't owe me anything,

but I do need your help.
- This is a mistake.

(man sighing)

- Is that about
the security inquiry?

- I don't know. She needs
to blow off some steam.

How can I help you?
- Um...

I need you to

hack into this and tell me
if anything was taken.

- Uh, yeah, that kind of goes

against my whole privacy thing.
- It was my father's.

I think it's connected.
I have no idea how,

but my gut says
it has something to do

with what's in this computer.
I don't have time...

(sighing)
I'm out of options, Noah.

I get it, and I know this is
my sister, but we're talking

about justice.

How can you call yourself
a soldier for good

if you stand by and watch
an innocent person go to jail

for the rest of her life?
- It's also against the law.

- Yeah, well,
sometimes, justice and the law

aren't the same thing.

- Watch the Bombers' game
last night?

- Highlights.
- Shame.

- Real shame.
- Mm-hmm.

- Out with it, Beckbie.

- I was looking
in the evidence locker,

and something was missing.

The hair sample
from the Hanley murder.

I know you received
the test results.

I know it was
a non-match.

- Non-match doesn't
mean anything.

- I think you brought it to
Mercer, and he told you
to bury it.

- And why would he do that?

- Might not prove anything,
but it also doesn't fit

his narrative, so best to keep
it out of the minds of the jury.

But, Jason...

...I know you're
a good guy, good cop,

but if you keep
toeing the party line
- Careful what you accuse of.

- I'm just trying
to get to the truth.

- Not gonna rat out another cop.
- Maybe you should think

about why you became a cop
in the first place.

- And maybe you should think
about toeing the party line,

for once. I am sick and tired

of your holier-than-thou shtick.
You ever think we could do

more good if we were all rolling
in the same direction?

♪♪♪
- Get in the car.

Get in the car!

You need to see something.

♪♪♪

- Beckbie, I...

- (kid): Pass here!
(children chattering)

- Hey, Owen!
- Hi!

(kids laughing)

- Hey, it's alright.
Hockey sticks!

Alright, who wants a basketball?
You want a basketball?
Soccer ball? Soccer ball?

Here you go. That.
(kids chattering)

You got this. There you go.

- (girl): Thanks!
- (Owen): Now, go play.

(children talking indistinctly)

I actually grew up
in this neighbourhood.

(chuckling): We used
to come running

when the cops
would come.

They'd give us food,

candy, toys sometimes,

and they looked strong,

kind.

It's one of the reasons
why I wanted to become a cop.

And now, I gotta

hide my badge
just to come around here.

♪♪♪
So, uh...

keep toeing
the party line, Jason...

we'll see where
it gets you.

♪♪♪
- You are hovering.

- I know.
- Look, this system is

very sophisticated. It's even
gonna take me a while to...

Got something.
(Ding!)

Last document was exported

at 10 p.m.
- The night he was killed.

What's the document?
♪♪♪

- Looks like a contract
from a...

real estate company called
"Caron Property Group."

Oh! This can't be right.

- What is it?

- It's a contract between
Caron Property Group and--

- Lovand.

(Joanna sighing)

Are you saying
that my father's murder

could be linked
to the Lovand case?

ir facial recognition
software into security cameras

at two of the highest-traffic
malls in Toronto.

And there are addendums
mentioning other contracts.

A university,
a couple of private schools.

It's all very hush-hush.
Every third word is NDA.

- I mean, they would do
practically anything

to keep this quiet.
It'd ruin them.

- Keep what quiet?

- Uh, we actually found

a contract
on Joanna's dad's computer.

- He was working
on a deal with Lovand.

- There. You got what
you wanted, now leave us alone!

- I'm not finished yet.
- She's putting us in danger!

- I am seeing this through.
End of story!

Just relax
for a minute.

The good news is
whoever is hacking in

didn't have a chance
to cover their tracks.

The security system
has a login menu

that takes a picture
of whoever's trying to access

the profile. The hacker must
have been interrupted

before they saw that.
- Bad news?

- Bad news is the security
system's a lot harder

to get into than the computer.
Software is gonna take a while.

Look, Joanna, I'm sorry,

OK, I should have known
that they would have done this.

- No, don't apologize.

You may have given me
the evidence I need to free

my sister.
(cell phone ringing)

- NO! Wait!

Do not answer that.

Please?
- OK, I won't.

♪♪♪

(cell phone chime)

- Hey.
- [What's up, Billy?]

- Yeah. Sorry, uh,
you think you can keep

an eye out for my truck?
- [Why? Did you lose it?]

- Something like that.
- [Look,]

if your truck got stolen,
you need to call it in.

- Yeah... I need you
to keep this quiet.

- [Something I should
know about, Billy?]

- No, not yet.
I'll let you know.

(kids chattering)

(kid laughing)
- Here, it's yours,

you can take it.

- (boy): I got a Frisbee!
- (girl): Nice!

- Let's get out of here.

- Even if what you think
might have happened did,

there'd be no way to prove it.

But if I were you,

I'd look into Neil Bellegarde.

- Thank you, Jason.

- Ah, this explains
the new office space.

- We were gonna call.
- But I told you

I wasn't your lawyer anymore.
- Look, you said

that they would strike again,
and they did.

They used their ties with the
government to make an example

out of me. And once the Feds
make up their mind--

- You know I couldn't help you
evade the federal authorities.

- I told you she's a problem.
- I am not the problem.

- You're part of the system,
so you play by their rules.

The system is rigged,
and their rules are rigged.

- Joanna, do
what you gotta do.

You've already
lost enough.

- Keep working
on the security system.

I'll find what the Feds
have on you. If they have

made a single misstep,
I will find it.

- I can't ask you to do that.
- No, this is my choice.

But I'm going to have
to make some calls.

(indistinct chatter)

- Hey, put that away.

You can't be doing
that kind of thing.

If you do what I say,
then you'll be OK,

you'll survive.
- Thanks,

but I don't want to be like you.

I know you think that you're
one of the good ones

and maybe you used to be,

but I don't want to be hard.

I'm not tough,

and I sure as hell
don't ever want

to be OK
with this place.

- I'm just trying
to help you.

♪♪♪

- I appreciate it, I do,

but I don't need
that kind of help.

(cell phone ringing)

- Owen?
- [Hey. Someone spotted]

[your truck.
Called it into the station.]

- Where?
- [Up by the Allison farm]

[at the end of Templon.]
(scribbling noise)

- Got it. Thank you.

(footsteps)

- OK, scrambled. They'll think
you're calling from Cambodia.

- That was quick.
- Yeah, well...

just get the charges dropped
and then leave.

- I will do my best.

- No, you have to do
better than that. The only way

he's gonna survive is
if you get the charges dropped.

- Anything can happen at trial.
- You don't get it;

he's not going to trial.

♪♪♪
- Mara, what are you saying?

- (whispering): He's been
weirdly calm through all this.

So I asked him about it,
and he said he'd die

before he stepped foot
in a courtroom again.

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

(vehicles honking)

- Joanna, you can't
go dark like that.

- I'm sorry.
Just, uh, funeral stuff.

- We are about to open
an office in Singapore,

and you're supposed
to be the managing partner,

so let me ask you, Joanna,
are you ready to plant

the Steadman-Lavery flag
in Asia?

[Joanna, I asked you
a question.]

- Of course. Thank you.

Has Noah checked in?
- [Not here. You?]

- No.
- [I know you know]

[that if you don't disclose
his whereabouts, that you could]

[lose your license or worse.]
- I know.

- It would reflect
very poorly on us.
- [I got it.]

I'll keep you in the loop.
♪♪♪

- It's going to be fine!
- No, it's definitely not fine!
- What are you talking about?!

- I'm leaving.

- (Mara): Whoa,
where are you going?

- Out of my way! I'm leaving!
- OK, wait!

Noah, did you find something?
I don't have time for this.

(alarm beeping)
- (Noah): Already.

(policemen talking indistinctly)
Oh, shit!

- They found us.
- (Noah): We gotta leave now!

(end of beeping)
♪♪♪

- No. No! No!

We should split up.
- Noah!

Wait!

Run!

(suspenseful music)
(sirens blaring)

(panting)

- What the hell was that?
How did they find us?

- It was you!
- No, I didn't. I swear.
- We were fine until you

showed up. Everything was fine
until you came into our lives.

- I didn't do this, Mara!

I am trying to find out
who murdered my father,

you know that's true.

Why would I call the cops on
the one person who can help me?

(Joanna panting)
(distant sirens blaring)

Thanks for grabbing that.

- Yeah, right.

I could help you
with that.

(distant sirens blaring)
- With?

- Your father's computer,
I could help you get into it.

- Yeah, that'd be great,

but shouldn't we find Noah?

- There's no way
to trace him.

- Track the phone.
- You think after

all this time, he'd have
a phone we could track?

- No. Track my phone.

It's in his bag.

- You know Bellegarde's death
was ruled accidental?

Look at this.
They barely investigated.

- Don't. Don't feel sorry
for yourself.

- You don't know what
it feels like.
- You're right.

And I never will,
but we can't keep

having the same conversation
about the Millwood Police force.

- WHAT am I supposed to do?
It's a cop's word against
a dead man!

- You're not gonna
solve it with rage.

You need proof.

How would you do it? I know,

but if you were
that kind of cop,

how would you do it?
- I don't know.

- Come on, try.

What would you do?
(Owen sighing)

- I would have
followed him, I guess.

- OK.

- Waited for
some kind of violation.

Or a--
- Or...?

- I would have seen if he had
any outstanding warrants
against him.

- Can you check
if they searched for anything?

- They log all the searches
at the station.

You're the best.

- I know.

♪♪♪

(satisfied sigh)

- What are these?
- You're right, I can't help you

be tough, and I can't help you
deal with this place

because I am barely keeping
my own head above water,

but this is
what I can do.

Criminal liability
consists of two parts:

the act and the intent.
Your public defender

is gonna try and cop a deal
as soon as he can,

and then you'll be
stuck here.

So if you want to get out
of this place

before it changes you -
because it will -

then it's up to you.

Us.

- Who taught you all this?

- My sister.

♪♪♪
(soft, regular beeping)

- Don't worry, we'll find him.

(different kinds of beeping)

- He's headed to the airport.

(tapping on keyboard)

(footsteps)

(tapping on keyboard)

- Volunteering
for the night shift?

- Yeah. Couldn't sleep.

Nothing puts me out
faster than paperwork.

- Tell me about it.

♪♪♪

(tapping on keyboard)

♪♪♪

- One ticket to anywhere
leaving now.

- There!

- Noah. Noah...

- I don't get it,
it says he's still here!

♪♪♪

(car door opening and closing)

- I'll sip a couple
of Millbrews.

Yo!

Billy?

What's up?

Billy boy...

what's up?

♪♪♪

- You know I love you, right?

- Uh-huh.

- Which is why
I've been covering your ass

your entire life.
- What?

- Hell, I've been trying
to protect you, but it's clear

it's not helping. So I'm
gonna tell you something once,
and I need you to hear me.

Dad had a daughter
he could be proud of.

He had me.

We were good kids.
But not you.

You embarrassed him.

- That's not true.
- You embarrassed him,

and it is pathetic
watching you follow him around

trying to get his approval.
- Shut up.

Ugh!
- No, you listen. You listen

to me, alright? He left 'cause

you were too much to handle.
- Shut your mouth.

- And you want to know why
I won't forgive him? Huh?

Because he's stuck me
with you!

- What are you doing, man?!
I don't know what you're doing!

- Hey, look at me! Look at me!
I've never agreed

with Dad about anything,

except you.

You're weak.
- No, I'm not.

- Yeah? Prove it.
- No, I'm not!

- Yeah? Come on, prove it!
- Stop it!

- Prove it!

Prove it!

- Ah!
- Ugh!

(crickets chirping)

- You want some peas?

(bag impacting ground)
Yo, I, uh...

You didn't mean
any of that, right?

I just took it too far?

- I need you to know
that I love you, Shane.

- I do, man.

I do and I'm sorry. I'll, uh...

I'll be better.
I'll be a better brother.

(vehicle approaching)
Look, it's OK.

I know you're just mad
'cause of the truck.

♪♪♪

(vehicle door opening)

Becks?
(vehicle door closing)

What's he doing here?
What are you doing?

- Are you sure about this?

- Sure about what?

What's going on?

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Becks, Becks,
what are you doing, man?

What are you doing?! Billy?

Billy, what's going on, man?
- Let's go.

- Billy?
- Let's go.

- BILLY, WHAT'S
GOING ON, MAN? BILLY!

WHAT ARE THEY GONNA DO
TO ME, BILLY?

BILLY, IT'S NOT GOOD!

THEY'RE GONNA TRY
AND KILL ME, BILLY!

BILLY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

Billy! Billy, please!

Billy! No!

(high-pitched beeping)

(soft electronic chime)

- I can't believe he's gone.
You must be pretty torn up.

- The movement's
bigger than us.

- I guess so.
- I can get started
on your computer now.

Unless you have another
computer expert in mind.

- No, uh,

I appreciate it, I just...

didn't think
you liked me much.

- What's that got to do
with anything?

- OK. Well, thank you.

I mean it. You're helping
an innocent woman.

(cell phone ringing)

Ah, it's my boss.

- It's OK. They were after Noah,

and your phone's
still scrambled.

I'm gonna go to the basement
and get some tools.

- OK. Hi.

- Joanna, I'm proud of you.
- [Excuse me?]

- For calling the Feds on Noah.

[He's gone, he's fled the
country, but you cleared us.]

- I never called the Feds.

- [Well, I was notified
that the call came]

[from your phone.
They want to speak to you.]

[They probably want to give you
a medal or something.]

Joanna? Joanna, can you hear me?

(ominous music)
- I'm telling you

I never called the Feds,
I only called you.

- OK, well, that's weird.

Well, who... Did someone else
have your phone?

- The only other person was...
- [Who?]

[Joanna, who?]

- This whole contract thing is
pretty strange, don't you think?

Who would go that far

to get the contract
off of his computer?

- Lovand.

- But they would have
their own copies,

so why would they want
these ones?

- Maybe they were just
tying up loose ends.

♪♪♪

- Maybe.

Hey, uh, what were you and Noah
arguing about?

When the cops showed up,
I forgot to ask.

- Just about the cops.

- But that was
before they showed up.

- I mean
about the whole situation.

- That makes sense.

You would have done
anything for him.

- For the movement.

- Of course.

Of course, you would have
done anything for the movement.

♪♪♪

- Are you alright?
- You find anything?

- This is gonna take some time.

- Umm... I need
to get back to the office.

Maybe I'll grab the computer
when I get back later.

- I thought you said
you were out of time.

- Yes, I am.
- So I'll keep working on it and
then we'll get it done faster.

- Of course.

I will call you
when I'm done.

- Fine.
(footsteps leaving)

(door closing)
♪♪♪

- Pick up. Billy, pick up.

♪♪♪

(faint buzzing)

(theme music)

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