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Maya: Eight years ago,
I was lead prosecutor

on a murder trial
that divided the country.

When the jury found
movie star Sevvy Johnson

not guilty of double homicide,

I was devastated.

You did everything
you could, Maya.

I left that life
and everyone in it behind.

But then
the unthinkable happened.

He killed again.

Matthew:
You have to come back, Maya.

This time,
we're gonna get him.

Matthew:
Someone in this office

has been feeding information
to Ezra Wolf.

I know it's you.

I want to fire you,
but I can't.

If it gets out

that one of the prosecutors
on the case was his mole,

that could finish us.

It was the right play.

We can't take
another scandal.

We need the win.

I can't.

The stalker,
he was in the house.

CJ: He was listening.

Listen to this.
This is over.

I'm coming for you.
You hear me?

I am coming for you!

Bail is set at $5 million.

[ Gavel bangs ]

From now on,
you work for her.

♪♪

You murdered my sister.

Now you're gonna pay.

♪♪

♪♪

Remind me not
to piss you off.

Morning.

♪♪

Out late, up early.

You're not avoiding me,
are you?

Of course not.

A little aggression
therapy.

I had a bad day
yesterday.

Give me some.

[ Breathing heavily ]
Oh, yeah.

Sorry about
the bail hearing.

But it's really just
the first inning, right?

Mm.

Hey, hey, hang on, hang on.
Listen.

CJ came by last night, and we
swept the house for bugs.

We found one.

[ Inhales sharply ]

He's listening to us.

I don't get it.

The last time around,
he just sent presents.

And why the sudden
escalation?

I think he's always
held out hope

he could be with you.

Right, he's built it up in
his mind this whole time,

and now suddenly I show up?

And, you know, I -- I maybe
provoked him a little bit.

How?

I talked right into it.

I told the scumbag that
I was coming for him.

Good.

Screw him.

Maybe it'll scare him off.

Well, I'll update
the detective,

and I'm changing
all the locks today.

And I'm gonna start
carrying my gun.

We'll get him.

I'm glad you're here.

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Ezra: Wow.

You really do like
to start early.

I've worked out a new strategy
going forward.

Have a seat.
Sorry, Georgia.

Stop calling me that.

I just came here to grab
my dry cleaning from Charlie.

I'm having a "me" day.

We've got a preliminary hearing
coming up.

Well, as you undoubtedly
remember,

Sevvy Johnson made you
the first chair.
[ Scoffs ]

Meaning you get to
wear all the hats --

parent, friend, therapist,
magician.

Can't I just be
a damn good lawyer?

That'll help, too.

Good luck, Georgia.

Wait -- Mr. Wolf...

-[ Humming ]
-Someone's in a good mood.

Yes! I take it you're not.

Angela kept me here
till 2:00 a.m.

re-cataloguing all
the discovery.

She has her own system.

Hmm.

Well, you keep on doing
what she says

and report everything
back to me.

And what will you be doing?

I'll be gathering rope.
Rope?

For her to hang
herself with.

♪♪

Lindsay: Just tell the truth
for once.

Face up to who you are
and what you did.

You stole my sister
from me.

I don't know what
to tell you, Lindsay.

Honestly, I don't. I don't know
what you want from me.

What? Huh?

Because there's no script
written for you?

How about just be
honest for once?

You stole my sister from me!

Jess always
looked out for me.

We were best friends
until you came along

and you pulled her away from me,
from her family!

That's not true.

I loved Jess.
She loved me, okay?

She was my life.

I would never --
[ Cellphone chimes ]

Jessica:
Hey, Linds, it's me.

Sorry -- I know it's our thing,

but I don't think I can make it
to Thanksgiving this year.

It's just...Sevvy kind of wants

to have a quiet holiday,
just us.

Forgive me?

Say hi to Mom and Dad.
Turn it off.

[ Cellphone beeps ]
It's me.

I know we haven't
talked in a while.

Things have been a little...

Sevvy's taking me to Ibiza.

Maybe we can hang when
I get back, okay?

Things have been
a little what?

I don't know.
A little tense?

Because you were
so controlling?

A little terrifying
because you beat her?
No.

Stop lying!
I'm not lying!

Jess loved life here
with me, okay?

I gave her everything
she ever wanted.

Enough!

You don't get to
speak for her.

Confess.

Say it.

You murdered my sister.

Say it.

I won't.

You want to shoot me...
go on.

Do it.

But just remember,

you'll spend the rest
of your life in prison.

And your parents,

they'll lose another
daughter.

And Jess' actual killer
will still go unpunished.

♪♪

I'll take that chance.

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[ Gunshot ]

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[ Gunshot ]

[ Screams ]

My hand!

[ Screaming, crying ]

You okay, Sev?

Aah!
[ Exhales sharply ]

Take care of this.

[ Breathing heavily ]

[ Whimpering ]

[ Cellphone rings ]
[ Groans ]

[ Ringing continues ]

[ Sighs ]

Yeah.

Buck: Hey.

Keep going.

We got a situation.

My four least favorite words
after "the check didn't clear."

[ Lindsay whimpering ]
Yeah, I came up to see your boy
like you asked me.

Jessica's sister was here.

She had a gun on him.

I had to shoot
her gun hand,

so she's down
and bleeding pretty bad.

How you want me to
handle this situation?

Stay there.
I'll call Carys.

You know what?
Scratch that.

Pretend we never talked.

Come again?

I think this is
the perfect introduction

to a day in the life
of Severen Johnson.

Angela's first chair.

Call her.

[ Chuckles ]

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Ahh!

Oh, yeah!

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Hey.
Hey.

Consider me your
personal bodyguard.

Thanks.

Riv told me
about the bug.

Not at all disturbing.
Ugh.

I got it to a friend
over in IT.

They're gonna try and trace
and see where it came from.

We still have one of
the bugs in the gift box

that Riv brought
into the office.

Good.
I'm sick of this creep.

I just want it to be over.

So...how was your booze fest
with Matthew last night?

Hangover-inducing,
but that's all it was,

if that's what
you're asking.

It is.
Hmm.

Sevvy:
She wanted me to confess.

I told her I wouldn't.

I couldn't. How could I?
I didn't do it.

She had a gun pointed at me,
and...

that's when Buck came in
and saved my life.

Lindsay:
You won't get away with it!

Murderer!

I think you've got
what you need.

You can reach Mr. Johnson
through me

at Wolf and Associates.

Thank you.

A word.

You should not have gone
to the police.

Now the bloody media
are gonna be all over this.

And who do you think's gonna
come off looking like

they've got more blood
on their hands?

Me.
Sevvy, I don't care
how Ezra would've done it.

You made me first chair,
and I work clean.

Everything above board.

Now, we do that,

nothing can come back
and bite us

in the collective ass.

Get some rest.

I'm going back to
the office.
W-Wait.

Can't you stay?

L-Look.

I-I just...I don't want
to be alone right now.

Look, I am so sorry for
what you had to go through.

But I need
to focus on the case.

And I can't do that here.

W-Where's Ezra?

He turned off his phone.

He's apparently taking
a "me" day.

You should do the same.

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I cannot believe that moron
judge bought Ezra's BS story

about Julianne,
hook, line, and sinker.

How could anyone
let that man go free?

The bail hearing
was yesterday.

We need to talk about
what's next.

First, we need to get Julianne
off the table as a suspect.

Vick Marshall
contacted LAPD last night

saying that Julianne
was with him

during the time of
Jessica's murder.

Well, in his bed,
to be specific.

Can we corroborate?
I'm working on it,

but right now,
it's just his word.

Which the defense will
shred with one hand.

We do have Johnson's DNA
on the yoga mat.

We also have
a bunch of degraded DNA

that's inconclusive.

The curse of an outdoor
crime scene.

Which we discovered yesterday
that Angela Ashley

will exploit
the hell out of.

We need more.

Sevvy Johnson was almost shot
this morning.

It's about to
hit the news.

What? By who?

Lindsay Meyer.

She broke in, tried to get
a confession out of him.

Wolf's investigator
showed up,

shot the gun
right out of her hand.

Her poor parents.

Again.
He did it again.

Every day Johnson's able
to walk around in the world,

he ruins another life.

We need to stop him.
[ Cellphone chimes ]

Oh.
It's Detective North.

He found something.

♪♪

[ Car doors open ]

North, what do you got?

Something that'll put
a smile on your face.

PD was doing a sweep of illegal
homeless camps this morning,

caught our gentleman friend
over there

wearing a jacket
with dried blood spatter on it.

That's a Forza Mossa.

Maya:
One of Sevvy's favorites.

Where'd the guy
get the jacket.

Says he found it in a ditch
off the shoulder of PCH.

How far from where
Jessica was killed?
Don't know, yet.

We're taking him down there
to show us where he found it.

Now, this photo

was taken two weeks
before Jessica's murder.

Obviously, we got to
run it to the lab,

but I wanted you both
to know.

If that's Jessica's blood
on his jacket,

this is a game changer.

♪♪

Alan.

Can I come in?

I just bought it.

It's a fixer upper.

Clearly.

Must be hard to pick
your signature color

when you're fighting
bronchitis.

Or did you have vertigo
from playing both sides?

So that's why you're here.

You've missed a lot of action
the past few days.

I assume you came
here to fire me.

On the contrary.

See, on this one thing,
Matthew and I actually agree.

The D.A.'s office,
we need this win.

And maybe if it was
a level playing field,

we could pull this off,

but Ezra always plays
with a stacked deck.

So I don't care if he's
first chair, second chair,

third chair, fourth chair.

I want him gone.

So how do you plan to
make that happen?

Nothing illegal.

We're just gonna
cheat the cheater.

I'm gonna send you back
into the wolf's den.

♪♪

[ Birds calling ]

♪♪

Hey, I just got the homeless
guy's statement --

And you're not
even listening.

I'm thinking.

I mean, Sevvy went
to all the trouble

of using Gabe to get
rid of evidence.

Why would he just toss
his bloody jacket

on the side of the road?
I don't know.

In the heat of the moment,
sometimes people panic.

I know. I know.

And if killers
never made mistakes,

we'd never catch them.

It's just...

sometimes when things seem
too good to be true...

They really are.

[ Sighs ]

I need to talk to you.

I know.

Last night,

I had, uh --
I had a bit too much to drink.

PD found a homeless man
wearing a jacket

that might belong
to Johnson.

It has blood on it.

Right.

Well, if it is
what it seems,

that could be the evidence
version of manna from heaven.

Maybe it's all the crap
Wolf's been pulling.

I don't know, but something
about it doesn't feel right.

I want to sit on the jacket
until we get forensics back.

Mm. That's a dangerous
strategy.

If the defense finds out,

they'll haul us into court

screaming about
discovery violations.

But if it's not what
it appears to be,

then we're handing them
reasonable doubt.

I'm not saying
bury it forever.

I just want to know what
we're dealing with.

Okay.

I've got your back.

Look, Maya --
I got to go.

Johnson's new lawyer
requested a meeting.

Know your enemy, right?

[ Door opens ]

♪♪

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[ Glass clinks ]

♪♪

[ Helicopter blades whirring ]

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Woman: Lindsay Meyer,
sister of Jessica Meyer,

held Johnson at gunpoint
inside the mega-star's home

early this morning.

Lindsay Meyer was disarmed
by private security,

and Johnson was unharmed.

Arnie, if anyone ever tells you

that all publicity
is good publicity,

tell them they're an idiot.

[ Cellphone vibrates ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Cellphone chimes ]

[ Cellphone vibrates ]

Can you hold on one second?

[ Cellphone clicks ]

Who is this?

-It's me.
-Hello, you.

What the hell
is going on, Wolf?

You have to be a little
more specific.

Remember the Wainwright case

that I tried against you
three years ago?

I just got a request for all
the files pertaining to it.

They seemed especially
interested in your witness list.

Who is "they"?

S.I.D.

Special Investigations?

I need to know if there's
anything recent tying me to you.

Anything in the last
few weeks.

Phone records,
my name on your calendar.

You think I'm a neophyte?

It's just a classic
fishing expedition.

There's nothing
to worry about.

I'll be in touch.

Don't be.

♪♪

It's a little frightening
how good you are at that.

What happens now?
If Wolf thinks
he's being investigated,

he won't know
which lie to cover up,

so he's gonna scramble.

Commit a bigger sin
to cover lesser ones.
And when he does?

You'll be there
wearing a wire,

and I'll get enough
evidence to end him.

And when Maya wins the case,
you'll take the credit.

♪♪

Thanks for seeing me.

I should tell you,
I'm a big fan.

I never really know how
to respond to that.

You're a hero to a lot
of people, Maya.

Me included.

I watched the trial
eight years ago.

Gavel to gavel.

I'd just hung out
my own shingle.

You were a huge
inspiration.

Well, now that
I'm buttered up,

I hope you're not here
to discuss a plea deal,

because that is never
gonna happen.

Oh, no.
I don't want a deal.

We look forward to proving

Mr. Johnson's
innocence in court.

Then you're here why?

I wanted to make sure we have
an open line of communication.

I'm lead on the case now,

so any time you need
to contact us,

it should go through me.

Good to know.
And while I'm here,

I want to make absolutely sure
I've got everything.

Crime scene logs,
property and lab reports,

witness statements,
evidence reports.

You do.

You have everything.

That's that, then.

It's an honor to try
a case with you.

Against me.
We're not on the same side.

I'd say we're both
on the side of truth.

We just disagree
on what that is.

Hmm?

It was smart,
what you did in Atlanta.

Shoving your way on
the case like that.

It was smart and risky.

It worked out.

Wolf lives up to
his name, you know.

You give him an opening,
and he'll attack.

Thanks for the advice.
Mm-hmm.

♪♪

Johnson's new lawyer's
a badass.

Well, it takes one
to know one.

She's gonna be tough.

Well, I looked into
her records.

She likes an uphill battle.

She wins more
than she should,

and she likes to dissect every
case down to the last molecule.

Another reason
why I want to know

a lot more
about that jacket

before I share it
with her.

I've been working on that.

This red line represents
the search perimeter

where our homeless guy
claims he found the jacket.

It's hard to believe
that all 28 people

on the search team
missed it.

Yeah, it's also hard
to believe that

this magical piece of evidence
just shows up

the day after we lose
the bail hearing.

Am I gonna say it,
or are you?

The jacket was planted.

The question is, by whom?

♪♪

Jessica:
[ Echoing ] Hey, babe.

I'm home.

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

Who the hell are you?

♪♪

Hey, babe.

I'm home.

J-Jess?

So, I got a call from my little
songbird at the D.A.'s office.

Seems I'm being
investigated.

Something about one of my cases,
maybe more than one.

She says S.I.D. wants
a list of my witnesses.

Any idea which one of your
witnesses might, uh,

get a little shaky
under pressure?
Which one?

It's charming,

the way you manage to find
humor in our darkest hours.

All right, so we're gonna
have to narrow it down.

Got it.

Any idea where
I should start?

As a matter of fact,
I do.

Maya Travis.

Your little songbird
tell you that, too?

She didn't have to.
Trust me.

Maya Travis is the one
who's behind this.

She threatened as much.

Find out what
she's got on me.

But cover your tracks.
This can't come back to us.

Oh, man, you don't need to tell
me that after all these years.

Of course not.

I apologize.

I propose a toast,

to defeating
Maya Travis...again.

Again.

I'll toast,
but I ain't gonna drink.

Not till I get this done.

♪♪

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How is this possible?

Don't ask that.

Just be happy.

Didn't you miss me, Sevvy?

Of course I did.

It's been hell since you...

...left.

Having you back is all
I've been wishing for.

Sometimes wishes come true.

See?

I can cover everything up.

[ Echoes ]
Nobody has to know.

Come here.

Come here.

♪♪

♪♪

Feels...Feels real.

Maybe I am.

Do you remember
the first time we touched?

What you said to me?

♪♪

I told you you were so beautiful
I was afraid you might break.

And I was naive enough to think
that was a compliment.

'Cause you certainly
tried to break me.

Didn't you?

W-What is this?

[Echoing] It's time to face
what you've done.

Why are you doing this?

Jess?

Forgive me.

♪♪

♪♪

Woman: Ms. Travis?

Agent Dunn
will see you now.

♪♪

[ Birds crying ]

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[[ Doorknob rattles ]

[ Glass shatters ]

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Riv: You don't have pepper?

[ Chuckles ] What kind of human
being doesn't have pepper?

Maya: Come on! I haven't
lived here in eight years.

Well, did you have pepper
eight years ago?

Or have you always lived
like an animal?

I've lived like an animal right
up until I met you

and you civilized me.
Thank God for you.

CJ:
Hey, what's going on?

I did something, and I need you
to hear it from me first.

I transferred the jacket
to the FBI.

Maya, why didn't you
come to me?

I didn't want the repercussions
to fall on anybody but me.

And you can't trust
LAPD lab because?

The results from the jacket need
to be unassailable.

You think a cop
planted the jacket.

I don't know if it was a cop
or somebody else

or Sevvy Johnson in a panic
after he killed Jessica.

Wiest is gonna go nuclear
when he hears this.

So is the LAPD.

Like it or not,
you just started a war.

♪♪

Maya:
Thank you, Agent Dunn.

I'll need those results
as soon as possible.

Yeah, I'll check in later.

Thank you.

Anything new?
Nope.

You know, I was thinking,
if the jacket comes through,

that could be enough
to get bail revoked

at the preliminary hearing.

Fingers crossed.

♪♪

Jess?

♪♪

Jess, please, forgive me.

You think you deserve that?

Forgiveness?

Look, it wasn't me
that hit you.

I mean, not really.

I-I -- I didn't mean
to hurt you, honestly.

There's hurt inside me,
and it just comes out.

I mean, it was so hard for me,
growing up --

Here he goes again
with another sob story,

another excuse.

No, it's not an excuse.
It was my life.

You tell lies like
other people breathe.

So, how many of the stories
are true, Sevvy, huh?

All of them.
They're all true.

They're all true.
All of them.

They're all true.

Are you sure about that?

You lie for a living.

You lie to cover up
the darkness,

and then you lie
to yourself.
Stop. Stop.

Don't do this.
You couldn't even
confess to my sister...

because you don't even know
if you killed me.

Do you?

I...

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know
what I've done.

I don't even know
what I've done.

Angela:
Be 8:00 a.m. to 10:00 a.m.

Ah, I thought you
were taking a "me" day.

Uh, Me Day got cut short.

Anything I should worry about?

All you need to worry
about is our client.

How's he doing?

Probably sleeping off
a hard night.

I mean, he has to be
completely wrung out.

And you haven't
checked up on him?

I can do him the most good
by working his case.

Uh, okay.

You wanted to call the shots,
now you're calling 'em.

Hope that works out
for you.

Charlie?

I got your text, and I moved
all our encrypted files here.

Good.

Anybody call for me?
D.A.'s office, LAPD?

Neither.

Should I be getting
outside counsel?

I am all the counsel
you need right now.

And I'm counseling you
to stay calm.

Calm is what I do best.

Keep me in the loop.

♪♪

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[ Beeps ]

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♪♪

I bailed on a stakeout
for this.

It better be important.

It is.
Thank you for coming.

Have they, uh, lightened
your caseload at all?

No. In fact, I'm working
three homicides now.

It's good to see you,
Carisa.

It's good to
see you, too.

Nice haircut.
[ Chuckles ]

Look, if this is about
the visitation schedule --

No, it -- it has nothing
to do with Jordan.

This is about work.

I have a really big
favor to ask.

Hey, Riv, I saw you called.
What's going on?

Riv: Our friend was watching
the house.

That's what's going on.
You're breaking up.

[ Static, cutting out ]
Just get home.
I'll show you what I found.

Do you have your gun?
[ Phone beeps ]

Riv?

Hello?

[ Metal clangs ]

[ Door closes in distance ]

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[ Exhales sharply ]

[ Keys jingling ]

Riv?

Hey, I was just grabbing
some of your things.

I want you to stay in a hotel
for a couple of nights.

Wait, slow down.

Tell me what's going on.

I found his hideout.

He watches you from
the empty house next door.

Oh, my God.
I called Detective Reed,

and they're on it,
but, honey, I just --

I just want you to
get out of here.
What about you?

I'm gonna stick around.
No, absolutely not.

Just to keep an eye
on things.
No, no.
You're coming with me.

No, the hell with him.
He broke into my car
and stole my gun.

I've already reported it.

♪♪

I know you, Riv.

I know what
you're thinking,

but you can't take this
into your own hands.

It's too dangerous.

I need to know you're safe.

Me and you in a hotel?

Could be worse.

Thank you.

[ Cellphone chimes ]

Sorry.

♪♪

I have to go back
into the office.

Really? Now?

Yeah, I'll meet you
at the hotel.

All right.
I'm gonna walk you out.

♪♪

Tailed Maya Travis
this morning.

She met with the FBI.

[ Groans ]

The FBI.

Well, she's not playing.

This could be it.

I actually could
be going down.

Look, man.
Once upon a time,

you kept my entire life
from going to hell

because of some youthful
indiscretions.

So, look, I ain't about to let
you wind up in the same spot

because you pulled
some of your crap

and Maya Travis
found out about it.

You're playing
a little fast and loose

with the term "youthful,"

don't you think?

[ Chuckles ]

Man, I got to go.
Oh, where you got to go?

[ Groans ]

Same as always.

To protect your sorry ass.

You know you love it.

Well, pay's steady.

And it's never dull.

♪♪

I love you.

I tried, but it's just
been so hard.

I feel like I've lost
everything.

[Echoing] I know, baby.
I'm here.

I'm so sorry.
I tried, babe.

If you were sorry, you would've
let my sister kill you.

♪♪

[ Gasps ]

Get out of my head!

[ Line ringing ]

Good evening,
Wolf and Associates.

Angela.
I need to speak to Angela.

I'm sorry.
It's important!

I'm sorry.
She's not in the office.

I'll transfer you
to voicemail.

[ Phone beeping ]

[ Dialing ]

Ezra, it's me.

You know that rope
you were talking about?

[ Elevator bell dings ]

Late night, Ms. Travis?

Looks like it.

[ Sighs ]

What the hell's
wrong with you?

I did what I thought
was right.

You thought it was right to
transfer a key piece of evidence

in the most high-profile case
in the country

to the FBI lab
without my approval?

I didn't have a choice.

I knew you'd only care
about the politics.

You bet your ass I care
about the politics.

What you did, Maya,
sends a message

that we don't
trust the LAPD.

That hurts this case.

That hurts every case
in the office.

I'm trying to protect
this case.

So, what?
Johnson's innocent?

He's being framed
by the LAPD?

Johnson killed Jessica,

but do I think it's possible
that somebody

from the LAPD planted
the jacket

to make sure he goes down
this time?

You're damn right I do.

This coat is either the nail in
Sevvy Johnson's coffin

or his door to freedom,

and I need to figure out
which one it is.

It was insubordinate.

It was short-sighted.
But what do you care?

You're just hell-bent
on your own redemption.

How dare you?

I have given everything
I have to this case.

Do you think
I want to be here?

I had a life,
and it's falling apart.

Okay, whatever's going on in
here, it needs to stop.

Now, I was thinking, why would
a cop want to plant evidence

against Sevvy Johnson --

Oh, good.
You're in on this, too.

So I got a list of uniforms

who worked the case
eight years ago.

One name stood out.

Detective North.

That's Gabe Johnson,
and that's Sunny Johnson.

North responded to the murder
at Cassandra and Nancy's house.

He got the kids out of the house

so they couldn't see
the slaughter

and stayed with them until
the family came.

Three weeks ago,
North was the first detective

at Jessica's crime scene.

It just seems
pretty convenient

that the day after we lose
the bail hearing,

North presents us with this
amazing piece of evidence.

Damn it.

I hate being right
about this.

Sevvy?

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Sevvy?

Sevvy, where are you?

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[ Sevvy whimpering ]

Sevvy!

Sevvy!

Hey.

Hey, you okay?

Hey, talk to me.

What happened?

I can't do --

I can't do it on my own.

Okay.

I'm not going anywhere.

I'm right here.

Okay.

I spoke with the Chief of Police
a few minutes ago.

He's pissed.

But he's gonna send over
Detective North's internal file.

Good.

[ Sighs ]

I love this view.

It's half the reason
I want this office.

Well, enjoy it
while you can,

'cause neither of us
might be here for long.

I see you're getting
closer with Maya.

You still prepared to
let her take the fall

if this thing blows up
in our faces?

I have no idea what
you're talking about.

But after what she did today...
she's on her own.

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Mmm!

Fireballs, as we've got
something to celebrate!

Oh, what are we celebrating?

Here you go, North.
Oh, thank you very much.

Julianne Johnson's alibi
checks out.
Mm.

Another defense fall guy
bites the dust.

To putting
Sevvy Johnson away.

Ah, next round's on me.

Mnh-mnh.
Drinks are on us tonight.

Ooh, ooh, ooh.

This city is bad
for my liver.

Mmm. Don't blame the city.
Blame Sevvy Johnson.

I do blame him.
I blame him for a lot.

Yeah, you know,
when the call went out

about his girlfriend's body
being found,

I just knew that son of a bitch
did it again.

Mnh-mnh-mnh.
But you found the jacket,
so you are MVP of the week.

You think that the blood
will really turn out

to be Jessica Meyer's,
though?

If wishing made it so.

But wishing doesn't always
get it done, now, does it?

Not yet.

[ Chuckles ]

Well, I believe that we will
prove the jacket was his

and bye, bye, Sevvy.

He needs to go down.

He needs to go so down.

He needs to go down.

Way down!
Mm!

You catching this case

is the luckiest break
we've gotten.

Wasn't luck.

No, call came in,
I threw some elbows,

kissed some butts, took
the case right out of rotation.

But it's gonna be worth it
to see Sevvy's face

when the jury says "guilty."

Oh, no way was I gonna
miss that.

I will drink to that just
as soon as we get some...

I will take this one.
Captain, this is yours, sir.

Thank you.
I think.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Go -- Go hard --
Go hard or go home.

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[ Shouts ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Struggling ]

[ Groans ]

[ Choking ]

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