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Previously on The Better Sister...

-[siren wailing] -[grunts]

[Guidry] You Ethan?

I’m Detective Guidry.

This is my partner, Detective Bowen.

There was an incident involving your father.

He didn't make it.

You should know we contacted

-Nicole Macintosh. -[Chloe] You know that

Nicky's an addict and she hasn't seen him in many years.

But she's still his legal guardian.

We have a few more questions for Ethan if--

-It's fine. -No. I'm your mother.

Go to your room. That is final.

[Chloe] I found this Lyft receipt.

And wh-what is this company-- Gentry?

Uh, they seem like every other group we represent, but

I'll check it out.

Hey, Arty, is everything okay?

[Arty] The detectives are outside with NYPD. There's nothing I can do.

Search warrant for the premises.

-Who's the commanding officer here? -Finally.

Michelle Sanders. I've been hired by the family as counsel for Ethan Macintosh.

They have information that we don't.

[Ethan] Kevin said something different than I did.

-[Nicky] You don't have to touch me! -[Guidry] Ethan Macintosh,

you are under arrest

-for the murder of Adam Macintosh. -No, no-- Come on.

You can get out of my way!

[intriguing music playing]

[Adam] What was going through your head?

Adam, please.

Baby...

you could have killed somebody.

[boy] Ethan.

Yo, Ethan.

You want?

[weak chuckle]

[Adam] So you were playing with it after you stole it?

What, you show off to your friends 'cause you're so fucking cool?

Adam.

-[echoing] Hey, Mac. -[regular volume] Hey, Helen.

[Adam] Are you out of your mind?

[echoing, indistinct chatter]

It was pretty tough to make.

[continues indistinctly]

-The fuck? -[Adam] Could have shot yourself

-in the fucking head. -Adam.

Gun!

Ethan...

this could follow you around for the rest of your life.

♪ ♪

[sighs]

Sonia,

tell Nora to put a pause on the fucking press roundups.

[doorbell rings]

I can't believe they took him, those miserable bastards.

-[door closes] -It's a fucking nightmare.

-And the paparazzi's circling out front. -Downstairs?

Bunch of rats scurrying.

Oh, God. Jesus.

He only just got arrested last night.

They know Murder in the Hamptons-- perfect family

not so perfect. You know people love that shit.

-Yeah. -At least your doorman

is keeping them at bay, for now.

Oh, no, no, A-Arty's not like that.

[chuckles] Yeah. I'm glad you trust him.

But I'd-I'd add a few hundred bucks to whatever it is you're paying him.

Insurance.

You look like shit.

The optics of your situation is starting to worry the board.

Aren't you the board?

I am, but everyone's got an ass to kiss, you know that.

And right now my board is concerned

that you're not gonna be able to give The Real Thing the attention it deserves.

That was fast.

Well, no, that's not how they're saying it.

They're offering condolences.

If there's anything they can do, don't hesitate.

But soon there are gonna be whispers of a potential replacement.

Suggestions of a sabbatical, a break.

Albeit one that never ends.

By the time you're ready to come back,

whoever you've trained will have taken your place,

your name on the masthead

replaced with hers.

The person I've trained

or the person you pick?

Don't do that.

[haunting music]

We're on the same side.

You need to make it clear at the board meeting tomorrow

you're not going anywhere.

Oh, fuck, I completely forgot.

[Catherine] My driver can take you out there.

-Prep on the road. -I already have.

But I-I got to ready. I got to handle this.

No. You're perfect.

[chuckles]

Grief is something

people can connect to.

Makes you human.

Relatable.

You're someone people want to root for.

That's why everyone loves the Kennedys.

[chuckles] That's a shaky parallel.

It is a heartbreaking story

no one can turn away from.

So you make that work

for the next chapter of your story.

Can we wait on packaging this, please?

Spinning this as opportunity is ghoulish, I know.

What we're really talking about here is you

and your strength,

generally and in this moment.

It will only make the magazine better.

It will only make you better.

Good.

[door opens]

-[door closes] -[Nicky] A little early for a visit, no?

How long have you been there?

Just a little bit, Jackie O.

She seems to have her priorities straight, though.

"I know you're worried about your kid, but let's not forget about the brand."

[scoffs] Far as surrogates go, pretty hard right turn away from Mom.

You know, she's more like a sister, actually.

Catherine is brilliant

and she is helping me navigate some very tricky terrain.

"Brilliant" is an overused term, as is "genius."

-She's a legend. -As is "legend."

She's one of the first female, Black multimillionaires in this country,

and one of the only Black women to ever run a Fortune 500 company.

Did you write the Wikipedia page yourself?

[scoffs] I just-- I actually can't with you.

Chloe, nobody gives a shit about the two of you

and your little dance for your board.

Oh, you mean my job?

Yeah, that thing that paid for Ethan's whole life.

And what a life.

-I'm gonna print my notes. -Okay.

That's for your meeting tomorrow. And today, Ethan has a hearing

and, Chloe, we still don't know shit about it.

I have been trying to get through to her.

She is not picking up, okay?

Jesus. You don't think I'm going crazy right now?

Try again. You're not paying her enough?

-Fine. Happy to. -[line ringing]

[Sanders] You've reached Michelle Sanders.

-Please leave a message. -[beep]

Hi, Michelle.

This is Chloe Taylor, um, calling again.

Would you please call me back as soon as you have any information

about today's hearing whatsoever? I would really appreciate it.

Also, we still have no info regarding where Ethan is being held.

Manhattan is saying Long Island and vice versa.

So, please call me.

-Fine. -Okay.

[line ringing]

That's a good idea.

[policeman] East Hampton Police Department.

Hi. Detective Guidry, please.

-One moment. -This bitch.

This is Detective Nan Guidry.

Hi. Detective Guidry, this is Chloe Taylor,

Ethan Macintosh's mom.

Where is Ethan being held?

Uh, Suffolk County Detention.

I'm sorry, I thought you knew that.

Appreciate the runaround. Thank you.

Oh, my God. Now what?

-Let's just go out there. -Great.

I am so tired of waiting.

-Great. Let's fucking go there. -Let's go.

-Good. -All right.

-Good. -Go get changed.

Why would I?

Your age,

a passing understanding of decorum,

a camel toe that can be seen from outer space.

[short chuckle]

[pensive music]

Why didn't they call the cops?

It wasn't loaded. They knew I wasn't gonna do anything.

Then why did you bring it?

It was a mistake.

Got put in my bag by accident.

You get in a lot of trouble, Ethan?

[eerie music playing]

[Adam] Whose is it, Ethan?

[Ethan] I was holding it for a friend. Dad, I swear

it isn't mine.

Whose is it, Ethan?

So you were

actually holding it for somebody?

Are you telling me the weed was Kevin's?

Oh.

H-He had some people to-to meet up with that night.

My dad would have lost it if he ever found out,

so I-I couldn't be with Kevin, in case he got caught or something.

That's...

that's why I left him on the beach and told him

to pick me up when he got done.

[phone vibrates]

Is that my mom?

She can be intense. [weak chuckle]

She's just worried.

You know, now might be a good time for a break.

Hmm?

Maybe we can both use something to eat.

[sniffles]

Thanks.

Was I okay?

Nine times out of ten, first interview's all bullshit anyway.

It's all right.

We're just getting to know each other.

The time's gonna come when the prosecutor's gonna paint you

as a violent kid who's capable of killing his father

who has no plausible alibi.

So I'm hoping that by the time I get back,

after you've gotten some food in your stomach

and a little time to think about things,

you'll give me something more than "It was put in my bag by accident."

[whimsical music playing on speakers]

[Guidry] Official autopsy report just came in.

Bill Braddock's office. Got to cross him off our list.

What about the labs-- blood stain on the shoe?

Ethan's own.

Probably from the cut on his arm,

fist fight with the pops before he killed him.

Mm.

Hello.

-[car door closes] -[Bowen] Mr. Braddock,

Detectives Bowen and Guidry here.

[Guidry] You're a difficult

man to get hold of.

[Bill] There's a lot to process, as you can imagine,

on top of the usual business. How can I help you?

On the day of his murder, we know Adam Macintosh

and Jake Rodriguez were working with the Gentry Group,

and we also know that you sent him on a second meeting

with them alone.

[Guidry] What we want to know is why. You like Adam better?

A little competition's healthy between boys.

[Bowen] Was there tension between

Mr. Rodriguez and Mr. Macintosh regarding this competition?

They understood their differing appeals.

Adam was a rigorous thinker.

Gentry took a liking to him.

He seems to have feted them with a send-off meal out in Queens.

Adam ever mention, uh, an issue with anyone from the Gentry Group?

Never. Wasn't a squeaky wheel.

Any of his files regarding the Gentry Group might be relevant

-to our investigation? -I can't imagine they would be.

Lawyers aren't known for their imaginations.

Oh, mine is quite vivid, I can assure you.

And all of Adam's files

would be protected under attorney-client privilege, until subpoenaed.

Subpoena in process, via the prosecution.

Whom am I having the pleasure of speaking to right now?

Nan Guidry.

Well, I look forward to complying upon receipt, Mrs. Guidry.

Or is it Ms.?

Detective'll do.

Please do reach out if I can answer any more questions, Detective.

[hangs up]

That queen is deleting files as we speak.

Not that it matters.

Maybe Jake Rodriguez really was jealous.

Sure, but enough to kill him?

Uh, okay, I can't read your size two font.

Jake Rodriguez's phone records, per your request.

A bunch of calls back and forth to an unregistered number,

some on the night of the murder.

Single guy spends a lot of time with an attractive couple.

It's a tricky triangle. I could like it

if it actually supported

any of the other evidence or the arrest we already made.

Always yucking my yum.

Okay, I do not

want to hear the words "yuck" or "yum"

cross your lips ever again in my presence.

-[chuckles] -Do you hear me? Thank you.

-[engine starts] -Let's get out of here.

[suspenseful music playing]

[scoffs] Right, and now

the room's such a fucking mess.

♪ ♪

[phone closes]

[sighs]

[mariachi music playing on speakers]

You look good, buddy.

Like a man. If only you'd just stand up straighter.

-Jesus. -[indistinct chatter]

Thank God, I'm starving.

-Uh, hot dog, ketchup. -Okay, man.

Uh, two for me please. Mustard, no ketchup.

-Let's just start with one, all right? -You got it, bro.

Hey, come on, man. His age, my average was, what, four?

Yeah, well, you were fueling a swim scholarship.

It's different.

-Make it three. -All right.

Eso. There you go. There we go.

-[speaking Spanish] -There you go.

-We can give it to Mom. -Muchas gracias.

-Buen provecho, boys. -Thank you.

[Adam] I mean, if you, like, exercised, ever.

-[elevator bell dings] -[elevator doors open]

Will you just relax? You have, like, five more in the closet

that look exactly like this.

Hey, car's around the side?

Fan club will never know you left.

-Thank you. -Hey.

-No, no, no, no... -No, no, I found that.

I'm pretty sure it's yours.

-Thank you. -Least I can do.

[Chloe] Faster, please.

[Nicky scoffs]

[percussive music playing]

[door closes]

[locks click]

[sighs] Okay.

This thing's like a spaceship.

Can you take those down, please?

This is more comfortable for my back. [sighs]

Well, it's disgusting and dangerous.

[sighs] Only if you're a bad driver.

[chair motor humming]

Oh, my God.

Will you just do me a favor? There's a phone in my bag.

Will you pull it out and plug it into the console, please?

Yes, boss.

[tense music playing]

Where'd you get this?

I found it in my office. I think it might be Adam's.

Adam's?

Yeah. Nicky, just plug it in.

Uh, Chlo, I'm pretty sure this runs on coal.

There's a dongle on the console.

[chuckles] A what now?

A universal charger. Come on.

[chuckles]

I do love hearing you say "dongle."

[phone rings]

Oh.

Okay.

Hey, Bill. I'm in the car with my sister Nicole.

-[Nicky] Howdy. -[Bill] Uh, well, hello.

Listen, I wanted to follow up on the Gentry Group of it all.

-Oh, great. -Yeah. As I suspected,

Adam was having meetings out at JFK

-on Friday. -I knew that.

And when I asked my younger colleagues about Kew Gardens, they explained

the clients often like to experience a little bit of local flavor

when they come to town.

I see.

Anyways, it's a dead end. I told those stupid detectives

who called this morning as much.

Yeah, I mentioned the Lyfts to them. Who-who called?

Oh, they double teamed me.

Hey, is the smug one a lesbian?

-Loud and proud. -[chuckles] Knew it.

And the threats against you--

-have they followed up? -Doubtful.

But Catherine's guy's looking into it.

Well, listen, if they're just gonna sit around on their lazy asses,

-I'd be happy to play the heavy. -[Chloe] No.

It's all right, Bill.

All right, well, if you change your mind, the offer stands.

-Stay safe, you too. -Okay, thank you.

-[sighs] -Okay, well, now you know.

Yeah.

[cell phone chimes]

Oh, Nicky.

-That's-- This is-- -[Nicky] Yeah, okay, okay.

Looks empty, Chlo.

What do you mean?

There's no calls, no texts.

There's no contacts in the contact book.

I don't think it was used.

[sighs] What the fuck, Adam?

What were you doing with an empty burner phone?

If I say "dealing drugs," will you get mad?

Yeah.

-Dealing dru-- -Don't say it.

-But what if-- -Don't.

-Maybe it was your... -Shh.

-housekeeper Analisa's. -Shh. Shh.

-[phone closes] -Maybe she's dealing drugs. [sucks teeth]

[atmospheric music]

She seems to have bought it.

The benefit of a grieving widow's distraction.

For now.

So, Gentry confirms a meeting with Adam

that we don't have in our books.

Adam starts taking Lyfts out to Queens

on his own personal account.

Was he making a play

to steal Gentry as a client?

Well, he was ambitious.

I fully suspected it, had been for months.

But Gentry entertains it?

Leaving me?

[chuckles softly] Well, you are sort of an asshole.

An asshole who's been burying their bodies for a long time.

Whatever law firm it is that's trying to poach Adam

wanted him to bring Gentry along as a client.

Adam makes a show of what he can do for Gentry

in greener pastures,

but Gentry doesn't take kindly

to having their intimate details

used as a deal sweetener.

So they confirmed the solo meeting with Adam,

knowing that it would get back to me.

They only had to confirm it because he's dead.

Regardless, Adam has made a mess that needs cleaning up.

And what--

Latinos are famous for their cleaning skills?

You said it, not me.

Lord knows what else he left lying around that house with him.

Bless his soul.

So you'll head out to the house since you're going that way anyway?

Your secretary told me

that you were meeting with the counsel you referred for Ethan.

I'm sure that Chloe really appreciates the support.

And don't wear those trousers around the office anymore.

They're very distracting.

[line ringing]

No.

Confirmation from Gentry's got him down a different path.

Well, I'm headed out there now.

Can stop by tonight.

[reporter] ...have, of late, been observing changing mating rituals

of gazelles in the Serengeti.

[Mark Hamilton] I've never seen them so frisky, for lack of a better word.

Frisky gazelles.

-Turn it up. -[sniffles]

[reporter] What effect this extra conjugation will have remains to be seen.

[scoffs] Wait nine and a half months,

you'll see the effects.

Gazelles don't have the same gestational period as humans.

[Hamilton] Uh, but, uh, our research is showing that...

You do not

know the gestational period of gazelles. [chuckles]

I do. Why would I make something like that up?

[laughs] But why

would you ever know that?

I know things.

Okay, boss.

-I know things. -Sure.

[anchor] Good afternoon. Late on Friday night,

Attorney Adam Macintosh was brutally stabbed to death

inside his Long Island home.

-[phone chimes] -[Chloe] Call Michelle Sanders.

[Siri] I'm sorry. I didn't get that.

Call Michelle Sanders.

-Calling Mitchell Sampson. -[line ringing]

No, not fucking Mitchell.

I said call Michelle Sanders.

Okay. I'll just-- I'll dial it for you, okay?

I'm sorry.

-I didn't find a Michelle Sampson. -Would you just

fucking call Michelle fucking Sanders?! Fuck!

[cries]

[somber music playing]

Ah...

[whimpers]

Fuck. I mean, what the fuck is gonna happen today?

Is he gonna go to jail?

-No. -[gasps]

Jesus Christ, Nicky.

What if he did it? What if he did it?

He didn't do it.

Chloe.

You know him.

You know that.

Do I?

Chloe.

[sniffles, sighs]

He didn't, honey.

He didn't, I promise.

-[sighs] -I know he didn't.

Everything is going to be okay.

How? How?

[sniffles]

-[sighs] -Just do the next indicated thing.

And what the fuck is that?

Find the person who did it.

-Right. -Right. Okay.

-All right. Okay. -Yeah. Okay.

[indistinct chatter]

-Hey. -Hey.

Hey. Good to see you.

Thank you for meeting me.

Is that all you're gonna thank me for?

[chuckles] And for taking the case.

I owed you. You called, I came.

I walked right into that clusterfuck of my own volition.

Sister wives thing-- that-that's new for me.

Black people don't do that shit.

We do other shit.

-How do you mean? -Well, it's not every day

a woman marries her sister's ex-husband.

Oh, yeah, well... sure.

-There's that. -Yeah.

There's that.

But it's the kid I can't get a read on, you know?

He's-he's just not what you would expect.

Yeah, he's his own person.

Chloe's done a great job with him.

Well, uh, uh, they both,

uh, have. Or did.

It's...

Well, assuming the hearing goes as I think it will,

moms will take him home tonight.

What can I get for you today?

Caesar salad, extra croutons, and probably fish

-with steamed vegetables for him. -Fish-- [sighs]

He's watching his figure.

Thank you.

Yeah. [laughs]

So, I'm sorry. You-- So, uh...

Ethan's other mom-- she's in town?

Mm-hmm.

-Do you know her? -Uh, no.

They've mentioned Adam's ex a couple times.

Unstable.

They had a restraining order against her.

You know, they always got cagey about whatever happened back then,

and I-I didn't, uh... I didn't press.

Didn't realize you two were that close.

-Not at first. -Mm-hmm.

Neither of us ever really fit in to the club.

You know, a place like Braddock, you check a box.

I was brown, he was poor.

-White enough, but not really white. -Mm.

First gen to go to college, both trying to do better than your parents did.

Yeah, I get it.

Big deal to get where we are,

but, uh...

he never really enjoyed it.

Hmm.

Not like you.

[chuckles] Yeah, right. Sure.

You didn't have to come all the way out here.

Murray's Cheese basket would have sufficed.

Oh, no, hey...

I had to come out here anyway.

The deck's being resurfaced.

And, uh...

I really appreciate it.

You all right?

[scoffs] I don't know.

Not really. [chuckles softly]

[phone vibrates]

-Sorry. -It's okay.

Hey.

All right. Be right there.

[turn signal clicking]

[Chloe sighs]

[ambient music playing]

Okay. Let's go.

No, I'm not going in there.

-What? -You got it.

Just don't let them walk all over you.

You know what? Yeah.

Maybe you should stay in the car.

We don't need you punching any cops today.

Okay.

I'll be back.

[Guidry] All the incisions

were three and a quarter, except the one on the neck.

Looks like the assailant yanked to get the knife out there.

It's a wider gash.

Smooth, very common blade type.

Kind they sell at every corner store,

right in between the bongs and fake Viagra.

You ever take that stuff? Horny goat weed?

Here.

What-what are you talking about?

City's rotten with this kind of paraphernalia, is what I'm saying.

Ample opportunity for the kid to purchase the knife that did this.

And where is it now?

Tosses it.

-What? -Mm, mm.

Say it, Bowen.

Alarm was disarmed 20 minutes before Adam was killed.

Chloe said they never set it.

Most people don't lie to the cops that confidently.

So, maybe it wasn't a lie.

-Maybe Adam set the alarm. -Right. Yeah.

And the kid disarmed it.

Kid's not the only one in the house that has the code.

[scoffs]

[ominous music playing]

[gasps softly]

It's as good as dead.

Remember how I showed you?

Nicole.

I'll do it.

[Hank] It's the merciful

thing.

♪ ♪

I told her to keep it clean.

[Bowen] It's a beautiful ring. Probably cost as much as my car.

-Incoming widow. -Oh.

I need to speak with you both. I found this in my apartment.

Just, you know, get the metadata.

Uh, this isn't the Genius Bar, ma'am.

Clearly.

But I thought you said you had tech people.

This may be hard to hear, Ms. Taylor, but, uh, we don't work for you.

What about the pornography that I gave you that was sent to my home in Manhattan?

Any progress with that?

Fingerprinted, sent by someone with an alibi the night in question.

Yeah, hating your politics not a crime,

but, uh, we'd be happy to help you with a restraining order against her.

Okay. W-What about the Lyft receipts?

Which your husband's boss and client confirmed

were trips made in the regular course of business.

Okay. I hired my own cybersecurity expert.

-Okay? I did that. -While we appreciate

the legwork there, the animosity directed at you

coming from your own place of work

does not concern our case as of now.

[Chloe] Why the fuck not?

[door squeaks open]

[door closes]

[sighs] Look, I'm a mother, too.

And I feel for you, I feel for your son.

But maybe we ought to just head to the hearing?

Starts in about half an hour.

Fuck. [muttering]

Fuck was that?

That, my friend, was entitlement.

What's with not giving the ring back?

Gives us a reason to pay another visit.

Uh, not sure about that hat.

Nor I that mustache.

Ladies.

-Hey. -Hi.

[door closes]

So, Ethan, there's a change of plans.

The hearing got moved up.

Why?

Cases like these, sometimes they just push things through more quickly.

Smaller courthouse, they're just not used to dealing

with this kind of attention, you know?

This might be a good thing, though.

Means we can hopefully get you home sooner.

Does my mom know?

Yes. Here's what's gonna happen.

Prosecutor will talk first, then it's me.

It's a pre-trial hearing. You don't need to say a word.

I'll be next to you the whole time. All right?

How you feeling?

I don't know.

Scared, I… I guess.

That's good. That's really good. The judge will want to see that.

I'm gonna tell them you loved your dad.

You would never do anything to hurt him.

-We're gonna tell them the truth. -[knocking]

We're coming.

[eerie music playing]

It wasn't a mistake, bringing the gun to school.

I was trying to get rid of it.

I was afraid to have it in the house.

Hands behind your back, Ethan.

Oh, wow.

-[Nicky scoffs] -Hey, there she is.

-[Chloe] Oh, my God. -[Nicky] Ten points for hitting

-this asshole. -[Chloe scoffs] Get out of the road.

-[Nicky] Just-- This is nuts. -[reporter] And we see the vehicle with,

presumably, Chloe Taylor inside.

[clamoring continuing]

[̈Nicky] What do we do?

Keep our heads down. We don't say a word.

We bring Ethan home.

-[paparazzo] All right. -Ms. Taylor, right here. Into the lens. -[photographer] Hey, Ms. Taylor!

-[woman] Ms. Taylor! -[man] Got a question for you.

-Where were you... -[male reporter] Chloe, care to comment?

[all clamoring]

We're not sure if she will be giving

-any statement. -Don't know how you deal with this.

[clamoring continuing]

[sighs]

[Chloe] Uh, Macintosh. Okay.

[tense music playing]

-It's got to be this way. -Yeah, let's go down here.

Okay.

[gallery murmuring]

-[clears throat] -[spectator] Is that her?

[doors close]

[Nicky gasps softly]

All rise.

Court is now in session. The Honorable Judge Edelman presiding.

Full courtroom on this humid day. Sit, sit.

[sighs]

The charge against the defendant, Ethan Macintosh,

is murder in the second degree.

How does your client wish to plead at this time?

My client pleads not guilty, Your Honor.

[Edelman] Mr. Willis, you'd like to set bail at?

[Willis] Thank you, Your Honor,

but, given this isn't any ordinary case,

Ethan Macintosh is awaiting trial for the violent murder

of his father, Adam Macintosh.

Suffolk County recommends the defendant be remanded without bail.

[Sanders] Your Honor,

-Ethan Macintosh is no murderer. -Wait, what?

He's a sweet, sensitive,

17-year-old boy who's just lost his dad.

[Willis] The defense may go on listing the defendant's

positive attributes, but that doesn't change the evidence against him.

Because not only does he have no alibi

for the hour during which Adam Macintosh was murdered

but his DNA was found underneath Adam Macintosh's fingerprints.

It's his son.

[Willis] And blood was found on Ethan's shoe.

-It's Ethan's own blood. -[Edelman] Mm, Counselor,

let's keep it courteous.

Evidence also suggests that Ethan disarmed the security system

before staging a breaking and entering to cover up his crime.

The items he reported stolen were later found in his possession.

[Sanders] The prosecution has

shockingly declined to note that the murder weapon was not among them.

Your Honor, the prosecution is clearly

trying to force me to preview my case.

Ethan Macintosh is heartsick and afraid.

Now he is specifically terrified

that he's going to bear the consequences of a crime

he did not commit. He is terrified

that he is going to be separated from his stepmother,

a highly well-respected public figure whom he

loves deeply, and who has raised him since he was a little boy.

A woman who has enabled Ethan to have a history

of avoiding consequences. If I may. [chuckles]

-[scoffs] -This is a kid who,

when found with a large quantity of marijuana,

had the means to pay off his friend to cover it up.

A kid who, when he brought a gun to school,

-had parents who made a donation -Oh, God.

to make it all go away. So what's to say

this isn't a kid who, after murdering his father...

...won't have the means to escape justice?

Ethan Macintosh is innocent

and whatever concerns Your Honor might have

are easily addressed with electronic monitoring.

[Willis] Your Honor, ask yourself,

if he had darker skin,

where would he be spending the night?

[gallery murmuring]

I think you and Ms. Sanders know the answer.

Counselor, I agree that the consequences

of being held without bail would be severe.

But on the other hand, I don't want a situation

where we release the defendant only to find out that

he's chartered a private jet to the Swiss Alps.

The defendant is hereby remanded without bail.

[somber music playing]

-Hands behind your back. -[Nicky] Baby!

Shut the fuck up.

-Shut the fuck up. -[panting]

[reporters clamoring]

[Nicky whimpering]

-[Chloe] Don't let them see you like this. -[Nicky crying] Fuck.

[reporter] Nicole, over here.

Did you get bad news? Why are you so upset?

-Uh... -Get in the car.

[reporter] How's Ethan holding up?

-Uh... -What do you think his chances are?

Did he do it?

[clamoring continuing]

-[crying] Oh, my God. -[car door opens]

[both gasping]

[Sanders] Okay, I know this is upsetting--

I'll just say I did it.

-Absolutely not. Absolutely not. -What? No. No. -I did it.

-I did. -That will only make Ethan look guiltier.

The detectives have your phone pinging in Ohio

the entire night of the murder. Now, look,

there's a restaurant down the road, it has a blue awning.

We're gonna meet there, talk next steps. Okay?

Okay.

-[Sanders] See you there. -Okay.

-A nightmare. -Just put your seatbelt on. Let's go.

[Nicky] Oh, my God.

Oh...

Excuse me. Can you move, please?

How are you just, like, smiling right now?

-[officer] Back it up. -Fuck. Oh...

Well, that's not how I expected the day to go.

Ethan did not kill Adam.

And what happened today doesn't mean he did,

but...

...but this is just the beginning

of a long and complicated process.

Sometimes these things are delayed,

rescheduled once, twice, even three times.

Yeah, but doesn't Ethan have a right to a speedy trial?

County courts drag out setting dates,

especially with a brain surgeon like that in charge.

What's up with the tissues?

This is going to help us. We need this time

-to come up with alternative theories. -[Nicky] Okay, what about

the break-in thing the prosecutor mentioned?

He didn't seem to buy it.

And for good reason.

Here.

You can see the room has been messed up a little bit--

drawers opened, papers on the floor, that sort of thing--

but the window was broken from the outs--

[server] Iced organic matcha.

-Thank you. -[Sanders] Thanks.

But here you can see the window was broken from the outside,

after the room was tossed.

So, the prosecutor was just starting to make the point

that there actually wasn't a robbery.

-It was staged. -Whoever killed Adam

just wanted to make it look like there was.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

[Sanders] Now, all of that's well and good. He's got a job to do.

And ours is to prove

that person couldn't have been Ethan. Okay?

So, who else has access to that alarm code?

[soft, dramatic music playing]

I don't know. We don't use it. We-we don't set it.

Adam clearly did.

And it's not like Ethan didn't know it.

I-- I don't know. I--

Housekeeper? Housekeeper, she knows.

The housekeeper's cleared.

Well, when do we get to see him?

During visiting hours,

Ethan's legal guardian can go anytime.

So I... I-I don't see him.

Just for now.

I know that's not the best news--

No, it's not because that's my son in there.

-I know. -[Nicky] But you're gonna do everything

in your power to make sure she can see him?

Yes, of course.

'Cause he needs her.

I understand.

I got to level with you here.

Chloe... from the outside, you look perfect.

Even your good friend, Jake, on the inside-- he buys that.

But every family's got complications,

secrets, painful histories.

What led to Ethan living here?

To the restraining order?

Now, you may want to keep this stuff in the past,

but whatever's happened between you two,

it's very clear you both love that boy.

You want him home?

Tell me everything.

[♪ Breezy sings "She Keeps Bees"]

♪ Holding ♪

♪ the railing...

[Nicky] Jesus.

♪ Winding stairwell ♪

♪ I fell down ♪

♪ Natural ♪

♪ That don't faze me ♪

♪ It's the ♪

♪ life I agreed ♪

♪ My bargain for the plea ♪

Where are your cleaning supplies?

I-- I just can't.

Going for a run.

[haunting music playing]

[Hank] You could always

come with us, make it a family affair.

I'd rather stick my face in the blender.

[laughs]

[snorts] May...

Maybe next time, I'll leave Nicole at home.

[door closes]

[Hank] Nicole, you know, like,

she does it on purpose.

-[water splashing] -[Hank] She only cares about herself.

You can't tell her, you can't teach her shit.

-She's not right in the head. -[Sheila] Mm-hmm.

[Hank] She knows better.

Like,

she wants you to know she knows...

[door closes]

...by being

a pain in the ass.

[chuckles] Even when she was

a baby. [snorts]

They come out who they are.

[knife closes]

[panting]

[birdsong]

[door opens]

[keys clatter]

Hey.

Hey. What, uh,

-what are you doing here? -What the hell did you say

to Michelle Sanders?

What?

What did you say, about us,

about Ethan?

I said that he was a good kid.

I said you were a happy family.

You know, with a complicated history.

Just... Nothing she didn’t already know.

And the restraining order?

It's public record, Chloe. She’s gonna see it if she hasn’t already.

What else did she say about us?

Nothing.

Well, you better keep your mouth shut.

All right.

Keep it fucking shut.

I will. I’m sorry.

Can I get a glass of water?

Yeah.

-[sighs] -Yeah. Of course.

[pulsing music playing]

I've missed you.

[exhales]

[intriguing music playing]

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