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Hey,

get up.

You got a visitor. Look alive.

Beckett.

I'm Father James Morris, one of the chaplains here.

How are you feeling today?

Cheesecake?

No, thank you. You know, I ordered vanilla, and they brought me chocolate.

Kill me now.

So, Father, appreciate you coming down here, but I'm fine.

Well, forgive me, but most people in your position feel a bit differently.

Well, I'd argue most people in my position, most people in general, lack

sense of clarity, presence of mind.

I don't mean to overstep, but this may be the last opportunity you have to

to anyone.

Is there nothing you'd like to share?

You know why I'm here.

Right?

I know a little.

Well, it's not true.

The real story, it's much more... Impressive.

Well, you want to tell me about it?

Well... I should warn you.

It's a tragedy.

And it doesn't even start with me.

Funny enough.

Starts with someone else.

And by that, I mean my mother.

Mary Estella, red fella.

Longtime resident of Huntington, Long Island.

An heiress to a family fortune valued at 18, 19 billion U .S. dollars.

Now, there's a rumor out there that money doesn't buy happiness.

Dead wrong. Money does buy happiness. We're all adults here. Let's move on.

I'm told that the night she met my father was a night like any other.

And by that, I mean she was young, rich.

What could ever go wrong?

Oh, my God. What?

Oh, my God. I have to go right now.

What are you doing?

I applaud

you

for telling us.

That being said, I think you know what has to happen.

I'm 18.

Tragically.

No.

This should be my decision.

This should be me.

You can either get rid of it or do what you like.

But not here.

Not under this roof.

In this way, she went from being Mary Redfellow of Huntington, New York... to

Mary Redfellow of Belleville, New Jersey.

My father saw me only once.

which was enough to give him a pulmonary embolism right there at Jersey City

Memorial Hospital.

My mother was left alone to work at the Newark Department of Motor Vehicles.

Pretty soon she told me something important.

We may have been kicked out of the family, but we weren't kicked out of the

inheritance.

See, my grandfather had drawn up an irrevocable trust to avoid paying state

taxes. It meant that the fortune, the whole thing, the real estate, the boats,

the planes, an island or two, would be passed down to the next oldest in line,

no matter what.

And me, being the youngest, I might inherit the entire thing someday.

Assuming I outlive the others.

I just had to wait.

For all of them to die.

Now a single mother doing it all herself, you might assume life was

I'll tell you now, despite our financial handicap,

she made sure I had all the culture, class, and style of a highborn young

That was the first

time.

The first time I saw her.

Julia Steinway.

Right off, I could see we were the perfect match.

Be clear there wasn't wrong. This was, without a doubt, a girl of great social

bearing, taste, charm.

I was in the right place.

What are you doing here?

Your mom invited me.

Where do you live?

Belleville Township.

Do you live on the street?

What? I heard people there live on the street.

I don't live on the street.

And, I mean, I won't be there forever because I'm supposed to.

And I hear a lot of money or something, so... A lot of money, huh?

Your turn to impress me.

It's okay if you are.

It's all right, everyone. It's okay.

Lyle, can you see?

Hey, Beckett?

Can you come with me?

Oh, my mother was young.

Which is why she hadn't paid attention to the symptoms at first.

Doctors either.

And the family. I'm sure they knew.

I'm sure they could have helped.

But nothing.

one single word Beckett this is all wrong

what's all wrong you

should have more than this something is

The right kind of life.

What did she mean by that?

Her final request was to be buried at the Redfella Mausoleum

on the family plot in Huntington.

When no answer came, she arrived at her final resting place just off the parkway

in East Orange.

When Jesus tells us, I am the way, the truth, and the life, he who has faith,

she indeed.

In that moment, I made up my mind.

Right then and there.

I would go straight to the source and demand my rightful place at my rightful

home.

We hope this finds you well.

After that, I enjoyed a brief and colorful tour of the New Jersey

foster care system.

As for Julia, I saw her less and less.

Until when I... And I

had to wonder.

If we cross paths again, who would I be?

A great success?

Or no?

Anyways, many years later, I found myself working a perfectly respectable

The kind where you wear a suit to the office every day.

Morning. You're early.

Sir?

Why don't you jump on that order from uptown, please?

Upper West.

I still kept track of the Redfellows and the estate.

Sadly, their mortality rate was irritatingly low.

And I'd pretty much accepted that I'd never see a penny of the fortune.

Not in this lifetime, anyway.

And maybe that was fine.

Beckett?

No fucking way.

Wow. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Hi.

Yeah. Wow.

I can't believe it's you.

I can't believe it's me either.

Wow. What's with the, uh... Are you in the Secret Service? Oh.

Yeah.

Yeah. Can't really talk about it.

So are you living in the city now?

Yeah, I do. I do.

A little... A little outside of it. Oh, um... Are you still in... What was it?

Belleville.

Township. Right.

You're still there?

How about you? Are you still in Montclair?

Yeah. I was in London for a while and then Dubai, but now

I'm back in the old country.

Wow. Well, I mean, I'd love to properly catch up if

you want to grab a drink sometime.

That'd be great.

But timing sort of, um, just... Timing.

Sure.

Sure. It was great to see you.

I'm glad you're still like this.

Like... Like what?

Just... Like yourself.

Oh, um... Whatever happened to the Redfellow family fortune?

I'll inherit it.

Someday.

Well, call me when you've killed them all.

There were seven of them.

Seven redfellows walking the earth while my mother lay cold in the ground and I

lived in a duplex.

If I were to prune a few branches of the family tree, where would I start?

Taylor Exeter Redfellow, broker at his father's financial service firm.

My cousin wasn't just easy to find.

He's hard to avoid once you got anywhere near the financial district.

Even if I did it, how

would I do it?

And what then?

Would I collapse in regret?

Turn myself in?

Let's face it, who am I kidding?

I couldn't possibly be capable of something like that. Let me grab you for

minute.

I don't think I understand.

We just think you might be happier.

If I transferred to Jersey City?

It's closer to where you live. They have parking.

Parking?

Are you talking about the shipping center?

All right.

Biggest kid dropped out of school.

You're giving my job to the owner's 19 -year -old kid? I'm not doing anything,

man. This wasn't my idea.

I don't want to work in a warehouse.

There's convenience for me, too. Okay?

Help me out.

Daryl. Please.

I'm good at this. I work hard. I show up. I know, I know.

Shouldn't that sort of thing be rewarded?

easy to find.

I didn't have a plan exactly, but the proverbial and literal doors were wide

open.

Could

this

be my opportunity to get Taylor alone?

At this point, I could have gone home.

Maybe I would have on a different day, but as the Bible says, the journey of a

thousand miles begins with a single step.

Does the Bible say that? No.

They put fucking low ethanol in the engine.

Get the anchor.

Call fucking Baywatch. My boat.

Thank you.

Time out.

I've got to take a minute and think this through.

Process what I'm actually doing here and if I'm carrying this out.

Wait.

Who are you?

I'm Beckett.

Was that it?

Was it that easy?

I hate to say yes, but it is true.

And if the whole thing gave you a strange thrill, I guess you and I have

something in common.

Anyway, can you believe I attended the funeral?

Excuse me.

Are you Warren Redfellow?

Yeah, that's right.

I'm so sorry for your loss. Thanks.

I'm not sure I know your name.

I'm Beckett.

Mary's son. I'm your nephew.

You're fucking with me.

18 years old, she had the guts to stand up to the son of a bitch.

None of us could have done it. Not me, at least.

I should have kept in better touch.

Been part of her life, part of your life.

I wish I would have gotten a chance to know Taylor. He seemed like a... I'm

sorry. Don't apologize.

Don't apologize.

Really.

You know who did it to him.

I assure you that's not the case. I wasn't there.

When he was coming up, and I knew damn well he was going off the handle with

cards and the prescription.

Anyway.

What do you do, Beckett?

Oh.

Yeah, it's been in the family since LaGuardia was in office, I think.

Every financial crisis for the last hundred years started in the boardroom.

I was here for two of them.

All right, welcome to the Inner Sanctum.

Take a seat.

This is nice.

I got this bottle from Dick Cheney. Better be good.

You know, we got Taylor's spot downstairs.

Keep your head down, ears open.

Yeah, I'm not even remotely qualified.

No shit, it's never because... I just don't... He wasn't even remotely

either.

Neither was I at one point. I guess the question is, would it be right?

Beckett, truth is I should have helped you out a long time ago and I didn't.

So let me do it now.

This was never the plan.

But I did need a job.

Other than that, you just got to save your speed. All right?

You don't do it, I can't help you.

This is your home for the next wild.

Okay. Get going.

Hey, man, you already got this on email, but here's the hard copy. It goes up to

543, so you should be able to hit 700 by close, right? You can't let that ring.

You got to answer it.

Answer it.

Hello?

How do you answer it? The blue one. The blue?

Yeah. There's no blue. No, it didn't do that. Now, I won't bore you with the

details, but I will say this.

The wealthiest people in New York don't actually make any money whatsoever. They

keep a percentage of what other people make, which is a far more adaptable way

of living and one better suited to my overall disposition.

It's all liquid. I'm talking about debt.

In the first week alone, I learned the language.

Collateral, dividend, deduction, ticker, bailing, bootstrapping, closure,

clawback. Lying, cheating, titling, trickery.

I finally had a real job.

And I could use the education.

I might have a fortune of my own to manage someday soon enough.

Someday soon enough.

Hello? Is this Beckett Redfellow, the new hire at W &R?

Apologies, who's asking?

is married life.

We just got back from our honeymoon.

Pretty Maldives.

Florida.

Oh.

Remember that time you asked me out last year?

You were folding khaki pants looking sad and pathetic.

Doesn't ring a bell.

I didn't mind.

Try again sometime.

See what happens.

Try... Try again.

See what happens.

Do you wanna... Do you wanna grab a drink sometime?

Well, no.

I'm married.

No, I... No, I know. I mean, I just didn't... But I hope we run into each

sometime soon. I always get so much out of it.

Let's go. Come on.

Perfect.

Anyway.

Who's next?

Be like me!

Hello, internet.

I'm Noah Redfellow. This is my domicile.

And, like, what would you say are the main struggles as an artist these days?

Probably, like, imposter syndrome.

Okay. Not me for myself, but like from other people about me, where they're

like, he's not, he's like your bullshit, whatever. And it's like, no, dude,

that's fucking imposter syndrome.

Do you have a day job? A day job? Yeah.

Pardon?

Now,

I can't say I was a professional at this point, but I had a bit more

confidence. than the first time around.

Enough to know that you can, in fact, get away with murder and even get

for it. Super voyeuristic, right?

Like the artist, you know, is making us an accomplice, making us complicit. It's

just so genius.

The artist, huh?

Yeah.

I'm sorry to ask this. You're not... You're not Noah Redfellow, are you?

I don't know.

Am I?

Oh, I'm just a huge fan.

Yeah, I get a lot of that. I try not to come around too much on Fridays because,

you know, people be on me.

Yeah, no, no, no, I don't want to bother you. I'm sorry. No, no, no, you know.

You know what I mean?

This next part may sound kind of crazy.

I think you and I actually may be cousins.

I know.

So you grew up in Newark?

Newark, yeah.

Nice, dude. That is grimy as fuck.

I mean, sure.

Yo, do you develop?

Uh, what?

Do you develop, like, your photos? Oh, um, no, not really.

No, man, you've got to develop. It drives me smoking crazy.

You know, no one develops, and it's like, okay, if you're totally broke,

get it, or if you don't have space.

Oh, look.

Okay. Um, kick that beer.

Kick the beer? Yeah, kick the beer.

Go ahead. Like that?

Yeah, nice.

Dude, that's us.

We're all just fucking drunk girls at a party. We don't know what's going on.

Huh?

This whole shit was made by a company in Lithuania out of recycled toothbrushes

or tampons or... Medical.

You smoke?

Uh, no.

Oh, I'm dying.

Yeah,

you really want to know what we're doing up here?

What?

I got the old lady thinking I quit this shit in April, but I obviously did not.

And so now I'm just in a shack like a fucking unit bomber, just smoking, you

know? Shit.

It's all fun and games until they turn 30.

And then they start asking for shit.

Right?

Am I right? For sure, yeah. For sure. That's what I'm saying. Hello?

Oh, fuck. Speak of the devil.

Um, you could keep a secret, right? We're family.

Yeah. Yeah?

Hey.

I thought you weren't coming home until later.

Me too, babe.

Oh.

Come on, man. What? It was literally, like, one or two puffs. Two puffs,

That's literally all it was. Because I was... I had to, because I was showing

Beckham, this dude right here, I met him at the show, and he's my cousin,

apparently. What? He's my fucking cousin.

Hey.

I'm Ruth.

Beckham.

His name is Beckham, not Beckham. I'm sorry.

Yo, I'm so hungry, I could literally eat Sparrow. Can we order something?

Yeah. Come on.

He's just going to try and photograph you naked, so don't do that.

So you work in finance?

Yeah, I do.

Why?

What do you mean?

I just mean, do you like it?

Uh, sure. I think so.

Suspiciously long pause?

It's not hard work. It's going to pay off at some point. I like that.

Oh. What happens then?

What happens when it pays off? Right. It pays off.

Right, but what happens?

What is happening?

We're just... You're being weird with our guest. No, I'm just... I'm sorry,

just curious.

No, no, no, you're being weird. You're not being weird with our guest. We're

having a conversation. You're being a weird dude.

She's from Philadelphia.

What do you do?

I work in denim.

She saw Cardi B naked once.

Right? Tell them. Okay, for the record, I am changing careers. I'm actually, I'm

getting my teaching credential right now.

Teaching?

High school lit.

High school is not lit.

She's going to make me wake up at 6 a .m. every morning because of her alarm,

and then I will microwave my own head to kill myself just to get some relief.

Okay.

So high school lit. What books will you teach? What do you... Dickens, Conrad.

Okay. Tale of Two Cities?

David Copperfield.

Well, then you must know that he...

The actual title of the book is not David Copperfield.

The personal history, adventures, experience, and observations of David

Copperfield, the younger of Blunderstone Rookery, which he never meant to

publish on any account.

Are you guys having a virgin off?

What the fuck is this?

I'm David Copperfield. I'm a nerd. I'm a nerd.

I cut off my dick. I don't use it anymore.

I gotta go. I just realized I hate both of you.

It was nice to meet you.

You as well.

Do you want to come back for dinner?

On Thursday, we're having a group dinner. Sure.

Cool. Okay.

Bye. We'll text you. All right.

This was a new situation altogether.

Because let's face it, the first time, I'd gotten lucky.

This time, I would need a plan. A real plan.

But what?

It's a goddamn, you know, time bomb.

Yeah, it is.

San Francisco is the worst city in the United States. It's pretentious. There

no bear there.

It's gentrified. There's too many artists. I think it's a great place. If

have kids, you have the ocean. You've got the mountains.

You want kids?

I don't know. Maybe.

Cool. I get it. What about you? Kids? Yeah.

Oh. I mean, I don't hate kids, but... Wait.

I hate kids.

I hate kids.

I hate them.

I mean, you know, not like Eastern European kids.

Well,

they're very quiet because they're traumatized and they work very hard, I

What do you mean? Like sun exposure?

The whole thing was simple enough in theory.

Add sulfur and potassium chloride to photographic stop bath, and you've

essentially made dynamite.

They'd think poor Noah made a bad choice in cleaning supplies, such as the

bottles they'd find under the kitchen sink, right behind the vinegar.

The final ingredient would be a single spark, and no one would ever question

where that came from.

Where's, um... What's his name? Yeah, I'll check. I'll check. Oh, no, no.

Let me check.

I love that guy.

Okay. What is his name, though? Beckett.

Beckett. Yeah.

Yo, Bagel.

You fall in?

Whoa. He caught me.

Caught you doing what?

I'm sorry. I couldn't help myself.

Hey, well, I know.

You just had to have it. I had to have it. Too good.

Huh?

Too. There you go.

Love. White.

Basquiat.

Thank you for coming.

Great seeing you.

Good to see you.

I didn't know any better.

Say you're trying to get me alone.

That's a little outrageous, by the way, the timing.

and we fall for each other the boyfriend ends up dead might as well call the

sheriff myself but the clock was down and it was about eight minutes later

do

you have any sympathy lilies

I wanted nothing more than to pick up where we left off, but I had to give her

time.

Making a move too quickly would be pretty ungentlemanly, given the

And surely she needed some time to recover and, uh, shit. Hi. Hi.

Is it Beckett?

Yeah. I'm Agent Pinfield. I'm with the FBI. This is my partner, Agent Matthews.

Hi. How you doing?

Great.

So you are an heir to the estate, is that correct?

The red fellow estate?

No, not to my knowledge.

Not that you're aware of.

Well, my mom, she, I guess she grew up a red fellow.

They had a falling out, but she came to the funeral.

I'm a friend of Noah.

I was.

God, yeah, yeah, I was friends with Noah. So you're not set to inherit

I work a nine -to -five like you guys. If I were set to inherit $10 billion,

I think I'd change my hours.

Me too.

Sorry, do you mind if I ask what this is all about?

Sure. When two family members die like this in a row, the Bureau has certain

protocols.

Okay. Y 'all know what they say, you gotta be the meanest son of a bitch on

block. Well, here I am talking about a kid who got himself off the floor by

being a decent human being.

Started at the mail desk ten months ago. I think some of you gave him shit, by

the way.

Lucky I'm not naming names, Johan.

But seriously, we all like it when a good guy makes a little progress.

Anyway, my man, he's got a client already.

So let's get back to work, huh?

You can take your drinks with you. I won't tell the boss. I promise.

Tell me something.

Does he really think you got here by hard work?

Here's nephew, for Christ's sake.

I'd invite you to stay, but I have a client. I am your client.

I need a loan.

You know, my husband inherited his father's brokerage, but he didn't

father's talent for running a brokerage.

I didn't know how bad the bleeding had gotten because he never told me, so now

I'm here.

And I'm not telling him.

You know this isn't a bank, right?

Well, this would be a special case, wouldn't it?

How much do you need?

Not a fortune, but enough.

Well, I have relationships. I can go through the proper channels. You'd have

do a background check.

Sounds so official.

What did you have in mind?

I don't know.

Maybe something under the table.

I just... Love the office, by the way. Those are my keys.

Look, we should talk again, and I wouldn't wait too long.

The opportunity might grow like the walk out the door.

Just one more thing, though.

Have you heard about the Redfellows?

What about them?

Taylor?

Noah?

I wonder who's next.

If I were you, I might be nervous.

I'll expect to hear from you.

Until then, I'm sure you'll make a killing.

There's probably nothing.

Either way, my style of murder so far had very little style at all.

I needed to be more careful. Hey, Ethan.

Yes, sir? Weird question.

Do you like a 40 regular?

Am I what?

The next red fellow in line was a true outlier.

I mean, they were all extreme personalities, but only one had managed

something like this.

Whatever this was.

Did he interfere with your will?

No. No?

Uh -uh.

Does capital H, he, do all the work for you?

No.

You got a will of your own, right?

Guess why?

That's the way he made you.

Now, two was a coincidence.

Three, that would be a pattern. That's yours.

But Stephen Redfellow had no shortage of enemies.

The man had been indicted in two different countries for money

let's not forget the lawsuit with his former business manager.

Crossroads yet again. So if Stephen ended up in a dumpster somewhere,

would be God's will.

Nobody doesn't call you for three days. It's your priority.

No,

no, they're pulling our leg, man.

Yeah,

that's because they're in real estate, Jason.

All right, look, I got to bounce. I will hit you back later, all right?

I just got so frickin' hyped on first Sundays, right?

Oh, come on. Oh.

Ben Johnson, Midwest Christian Magazine. Come on, I know who you are. Please,

have a seat.

Okay, I'm sorry we couldn't sit down last month. I was actually in Korea

a church over there, so it's exciting stuff. Oh, yeah.

It's a magical place, magical people, complicated tax laws.

I think our readers just want to know the man behind the movement.

Let's do it.

Let's do it.

You want to start with the photos?

Sure, yeah.

Can you tell me about this one right here?

Okay. That's me and the president of Armenia, president of Panama. Look, the

church has been lucky to make some good friends over the years.

That is me with El Chapo.

Super interesting dude. If you actually, I don't know, talk to him.

Bye.

Barbecued me for that one, too.

I'm not sure if you know this, but I'm from, like, a kind of well -known

I don't know, it just means people are always trying to knock me down, you

take me out the game.

I just want to tell myself, nothing my buddy JC didn't have to deal with,

Like, don't hate on me just because my dad's a big deal or whatever, right?

Amen. Yeah, you get it. Your milk got it?

Mayor of Kyoto.

God put it on my heart to open a church there, too. And he gave me this.

Oh, look at that.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Whoa!

Here, feel it.

Feel the tip. Feel how sharp that is.

Feel it. Come on. You've got to feel it.

Okay. That's right. Just touch it.

Ow. Wow. Ow.

Yeah, it's like razor sharp, right? So sharp.

I gave you a shave from all the way over here, right? Well, I shaved this

morning, so.

I know it was you.

I knew it was before you walked in the door. See, Ben Johnson retired eight

months ago.

Your other victims might have been too dumb to put it together, but not me.

You don't get out of here until you come clean.

Come clean? What?

Come on. Come on. Let me hear it.

Hear what? What do you want? The truth.

Come on.

Don't let that shit out.

Look, I think you have me confused with someone else. I know everything!

What do you want me to say? What do you want me to say? Give it to me!

Come on!

Okay, okay. Come on!

Get it out there in the air.

Okay, okay, okay. I lied. I lied. I lied. I'm not Ben John. You're not, are

Who are you? Beckett. I'm Beckett. I'm your cousin.

What'd you just say?

I'm your cousin.

You're not from the post?

You're not writing a hit piece? You're not that guy?

Okay, this is embarrassing.

I just get so paranoid with this job, you know.

Oh man,

I should know my family.

It's like looking in a freaking mirror.

I'm a little off with that.

Did you know that tropane alkaloids are an active ingredient in most pre

-workout supplements?

If you have too much of the stuff, you might have a massive heart attack.

And by too much, I mean about 1 ,500 milligrams.

Then the last thing the church wanted was an investigation.

I'm sure you know all about that.

Anyway... Finally, I was getting

somewhere.

Wasn't I?

Can you keep a secret?

Surprisingly well, actually.

I was going to break up with him that weekend.

And now he's gone. And I know I'm supposed to feel, like, devastated, but

don't... I don't... You don't feel what you're supposed to feel.

Does that make me a terrible person?

No.

I think it makes you honest.

I don't know. I think I'm still going to hell.

You're talking to a guy who works on Wall Street. Oh, you're definitely going

hell.

Do you want to grab dinner this week?

Yeah.

My office can grab us a reservation at the Modern. It's midtown.

I've never been there, but I hear it's great.

Yeah.

Or we could keep it simple and...

Cook something?

Yeah, simple.

I love simple.

I know.

Dramatic, right?

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

We had an agreement.

First off, how did you get my apartment?

I took a key right in front of you.

No, I remember.

Two calls, two emails, nothing back.

I've been occupied.

With what?

Occupations.

Go on.

Come on.

How long have we known each other?

Quite some time. So you should be able to tell me anything.

I'll go first.

We're flat broke.

My husband lied to me for years and he's an absolute coward.

Now you go.

I have nothing to tell you.

I would never judge.

For what?

that would sour things between us, wouldn't it?

I don't like it sour.

I like it sweet.

Julia, I'm sorry.

What? Are you fucking kidding me? What the hell?

Hey. Hi.

It's a bit of a culinary disaster in there.

Oh. Oh, no.

Everything okay?

Do you want to go out to eat?

Yeah, sure.

Great.

They're students.

I love them, but... Tell me about it. They all want to be millionaires, but

of them want an actual job.

We all got to have a dream, right?

I get it, but... Well, thank you.

Thank you.

I mean, I think it's good to want more.

Okay.

Gun to your head.

What would you even do with a billion dollars?

Why do you have a gun to my head?

Answer the question.

Get those chopstick guns out of my face. Answer the question.

I don't know.

I'd take you to a better restaurant.

Working in fashion was my lifelong goal, right?

Like I had tunnel vision.

And now all I can think about is the time I put in.

But we shouldn't chase what we want.

The thing is, I think I knew the whole time. Knew what?

That I didn't like it.

That I might be happier making shit money and having a cactus garden.

It's just scary to dream small.

Nobody teaches us how to do that.

Sorry, I don't mean to interrupt, but at this point you'd met someone, you had a

good career.

Was that not enough?

Enough what?

Look, it wasn't locked on me. I had a good job, a budding romance.

Maybe I should hit pause on the...

systematic killing of my entire family.

But how

could I quit now?

I mean, not even one had been investigated as a murder.

Was I that good?

Maybe I was that good.

Of course, by this point, the family had realized that something was up.

adoption icon.

Take my Aunt Cassandra. She had gotten sort of famous for adopting like 11 kids

from 11 different countries and they spoke 11 different languages around the

house.

I am on the phone. We can see that, right? Do we know phone or do I need to

tattoo it on my fucking forehead?

She heard about the deaths in the family and got a laser -based security system

installed in all four of her houses.

But there wasn't a security system at the Blessings of the Desert Day Spa

he spent every Tuesday afternoon.

I'm sorry to disturb you. We're offering complimentary teeth whitening services

until 5 o 'clock if you're interested.

I have some literature on the process, safety information. I didn't come here

read.

The special ingredient was carbamide peroxide, which is so close to the

agent found in teeth whitener that the police thought she must have bought an

off -brand batch during her last adoption trip to Cambodia.

Then

there's

my Uncle MacArthur.

You've got about a 30 -knot wing coming out of the north -northwest, just so you

know. Thanks, but I think I've got to handle some goddamn wind, Chief.

This guy owned, like, half the National Air and Space Museum. And while the rest

of us were planning a long weekend at Key West, he was planning an actual trip

to the actual moon.

MacArthur, what do you say to the critics who see you spending $50 million

fly to space when half your employees don't have health insurance?

Fifty? More like 90.

Look. If I could do this kind of thing for cheap, I would.

But it's incredibly expensive.

Guest up? Yes, sir. Spot check?

Yes, sir. Where's my coffee, by the way?

Nope.

Walking low.

All it took was a laminated pass and a shirt from the mall.

1500 square feet, three bedrooms,

doorman. You ever have a doorman before?

Barely had a door.

Changes your life. I'm not even joking around.

This is original marble from Italy.

And if you look out there, that's why you pay the money.

Would you want to live here?

With me?

I know it's a little fast, but...

I'd really like to have you here.

I'd love it, actually.

If I'm being honest.

Um... Yeah.

I'd love that, too.

I know the place is a lot, but Warren's going to give me a bridge loan, and the

neighborhood's appreciating... Hey, hey.

I liked you when you lived in Newark and took the bus.

You know that, right?

What?

Nothing. By the way, I can fire you at any time, but I won't.

To continue with his story, and he's like, what are you talking about? Where

you? And I was like, I'm in Island Park.

That's for the next red fellow in line.

You can probably guess who it was.

But by now, I couldn't imagine lifting a finger against my uncle, much less

doing the man harm.

And by that point, things were going decently well. The job, living

You were content.

Without the wealth.

Without the inheritance.

Maybe you're right. Maybe I was content.

Content enough.

And I suppose I had more important things to think about.

My mom's going to want Zinfandel.

I think we're making the right choice, by the way.

Having an engagement party at your home just feels better than at a bar or

something.

I totally agree.

I'm still thinking about your family.

All the crazy shit.

Okay.

I don't mean to obsess, but don't you think that it's... I'm not even a part

that family.

Whatever's going on, it's got nothing to do with us.

Besides, it's probably over anyway.

What makes you say that?

Mr. Redfellow?

Beckett? Redfellow?

How you doing today?

Nice office you got here.

I like it.

Just so you understand, you said you're not an heir to the estate, is that

correct?

As far as I know.

Well, we did a little research and...

Congratulations.

Wow.

That's just a little... I had no idea.

Can you answer a few questions for us?

Yeah, I'm sorry.

I really had no idea.

Nobody's arguing with you.

Can you tell us where you were in the afternoon if April 10th would have been

out? Sunday.

Cool.

April 10th. Okay. Here we go.

You're fucking kidding me.

He remembers when and where he bought a hot dog.

Is that even him?

I don't know.

Can you see what it is?

I can't see shit. Me neither.

All right. Follow him.

Rough rain's going down, and balance is going to go too.

They're minutes away, I guarantee it.

I say we dump whatever we can cut loose before the markets catch wind.

We can say we were forced into it, which is true.

No.

I spent 35 years earning the trust of these shareholders.

I'm not thrown under the sharks in one afternoon.

Oh, shit.

What?

Call an ambulance!

Pass me that water, will you?

I'm not going to miss words.

You want to chase that rabbit down the hall, huh?

Okay, that money rabbit.

Everybody loves a good chase.

And you're good at it.

But here I am, 61 years old, and

you're the only visitor I've got all day.

Go find that person in your life, Beckett.

Whoever it is.

Work at loving them.

I mean, really, work.

Because at the end of the day, it's the only job that pays.

It was in this unhappy moment that I realized an ironic truth.

There was only one left.

And either get rid of it or do what you like.

But not here.

Not under this roof.

And I think you know I have to stand by that.

But what use was it to fantasize? I had put all that behind me. Hey, back here.

Letter for you.

Thanks, Brian.

Hey.

He invited me.

What?

My grandfather.

To a dinner party at the estate.

Hello? Uh, I just, I thought you said you would never do that.

Never do what? Never meet the guy. Wait, when is it?

Tonight. It's Friday.

I know.

Friday.

Oh, shit.

I may not have this opportunity again.

He never sees anyone.

You may not have this opportunity again.

I don't know.

Yeah, you're right. So be home by seven or you will miss your own fucking

engagement party. Like... Right.

Of course.

Of course.

Okay.

I love you, by the way.

I'm gonna call you back.

Package for Mr. Redfellow.

Remember to breathe.

Very important.

Taylor drowned.

He went to Princeton on swimming scholarship and he drowned.

I became more than a bit suspicious right then.

So I had a little friend follow you.

Isn't that great?

I'm really happy I went with black and white.

What do you want?

Finish it.

I'm under investigation by the FBI.

And yet here you are.

It's almost as if, I don't know, they don't quite have a case.

Anyway, I will need a down payment.

A what?

$300 ,000 by 5 o 'clock.

Shit. I'm done fucking around.

You gotta be shitting me. You still have a company checkbook, right?

You still have access to the account?

Deliver the check to my husband.

He's in his office in Hoboken waiting on you like a patient little puppy. You

have 30 minutes.

Any longer than that and she'll get a package just like the one I gave you.

will get a package?

Your little girlfriend, who do you think?

Cordoza High School in Bayside, Queens, right?

She's in for quite the shock.

For what it's worth, I was hoping for a different arrangement.

Something a bit more fun.

But you blew it, Beckett.

Corporate's here in Vienna. We're gonna sell P &G and tell them the name is

Price. Cole, am I allowed to do that?

What?

I've got him right now.

Yes, ma 'am.

Headed north on Hanover. That's north, Hanover.

Sir?

Excuse me, sir!

Not here. I don't... Is that her?

Yeah.

I'm here.

I got your checks, you sociopathic conniving bitch.

Jesus Christ, Beckett, this could have been anyone.

Call it off.

Well, just write the checks first, will you? I want to be... Cheer up, Lyle.

About to make a lot of money.

I'm not going to make any money, are you kidding?

She's just going to take it.

And leave.

I'm not the one she wants anyway.

But you're really coming up in the world, huh?

Little bastard.

Little bastard from Newark.

already committed embezzlement and assault.

So fuck it.

Hi!

On account of the storm, I decided to cancel the festivities tonight.

But I just couldn't turn you down.

Whitelaw.

Beckett.

Did you bring an appetite?

So...

You've been working your way up the financial ladder.

Is that right?

Trying to. I understand you've come a long ways.

Must have really put in the hours.

Filthy business, though, isn't it?

How do you mean?

Come on.

One professional to another.

You must have broken a few heads, bumped off some of the competition,

no?

Two or three, maybe.

Would you take any of it back?

Because this sort of life, it isn't cut out for everyone, is it?

You know, it makes some people tired, old.

Lonely.

Regretful.

But me, I've always felt I know a certain truth.

But the only thing that really hurts us in life is the voice of our own

conscience.

Telling us a story about right and wrong.

And if you know how to turn your head just right into the wind.

you can make that voice go down to a whisper.

After a while, you might never hear it at all.

She was my favorite, by the way.

Sharpest of the bunch.

Always knew what she wanted and willing to fight for it.

Why didn't you help her?

When she needed it?

You know where this is all going, don't you?

Come on.

I want to show you something.

Before Charles brings out the pudding.

Trench gun.

Belonged to your great -great -uncle.

World War I.

This thing's mortified the Germans. They've never seen anything like it.

Here.

Go ahead.

Go ahead.

Draw a bead on something.

We should try this.

Right here.

Where are we going?

Where to?

Home.

You're almost there.

Well... You better go quickly, then.

Go on and fucking run!

Dogs have followed us from the outside.

Come on, make sure they don't get...

There's

no way out!

Go on, tire yourself!

Come to my house and kill me?

Best have done it when I gave it a chance.

Believe this, my final murder was not a murder at all, but a perfectly

legitimate act of self -defense.

All right, Sheriff DePond is on the way.

Okay. He's going to talk to you, okay? All right, all right.

I need to go because I have my engagement party.

It started an hour ago.

Who's engagement party? It's mine.

So you had no relationship with your grandfather?

I'd never met him before tonight.

Not even once?

Never.

Look, if I'm not legally required to be here, I need to leave.

You're not legally required to, but I'd prefer if you stay.

I'll give you the full explanation. You're withholding something from me.

You've been withholding something from me.

So right now, you have to tell me what's up or

I'm out.

Sometimes in life, you gotta take a deep breath.

Come clean to the person you love.

This was not one of those times.

I only told her what she'd see on the news.

My grandfather was gone.

And as for the fortune, well...

The right kind of life.

This had to be it, right?

Sure, she had a few misgivings, but we could handle that later.

I was rich.

And being rich is even better than you imagine.

You know I mentioned earlier this is a tragedy.

Still is.

Oh, McNamara.

Such a pleasure. Nice to meet you.

Nancy Dillard. The Dillard.

Nice to meet you.

Megan Pinfield, FBI.

Can you shut that door behind you, please?

We've got to be uncouth, but this is heroically bad timing. Yeah, you're

arrest. I need you to stay calm and cooperate.

I'm under arrest.

For what?

For murder.

Of who?

Lyle Archdale.

Can you believe it?

After all this, I'd go down for a killing I didn't even commit.

Point out to listeners that Becker Redfellow crossed state lines, which is

his trial is unfolding in federal court, where murder can still mean capital

punishment for citizens of New Jersey.

As we can see from these security tapes,

Mr. Redfellow burst into the office at approximately 5 .03 p .m. and then

emerged just four minutes later, which is consistent with the estimated time of

Mr. Archdale's death.

Now, we've heard from the coroner.

That he estimates the time of death between 5 .06 and 5 .15 p .m.

And we've heard from the eyewitness in the hallway who positively identifies

Redfell. Sir, can you confirm that this is the murder weapon?

I can confirm that it is, yes.

And did you find the defendant's fingerprints on the murder weapon? I

How certain are you that these are his fingerprints?

I'm 100 % certain. A letter opener.

My entire life.

Because of a letter opener.

You were the first to find your husband's body.

Is that correct?

Yes.

Tell me, were you in love with Mr. Redfellow at the time?

Yes.

And he with you?

Beckett Redfellow has been in love with me his entire life.

I just never thought he would do something like this.

I'm sorry.

Will the defense please rise?

Upon the verdict, the jury finds the defendant Beckett Redfellow guilty of

murder in the first degree as charged in the indictment and that the punishment

of death shall be imposed. May the sentence be recorded by the clerk. May

rest his soul.

Thank you.

I wish I could find the right word to describe this juncture in my story.

But there are no right

words.

There's only time.

And silence.

Yep.

Gotta visit her.

You got three minutes.

You must be quite the catch back there.

Got a big day coming up, huh?

Remember that game we used to play as kids?

I'd have a secret and you'd try to guess what it was. I've got something to say,

say it.

I'll give you a hint.

It involves handwriting.

You're foul.

You're a lump of coal with makeup.

I'd rather die in the air than be with you.

I'll give you another hint.

Lyle, when I found him like that, I found something else,

too.

And beautifully written, I made out.

What's with the white? Are you boys playing doctor back there? Did Lyle

note?

Is that what you're saying? Did Lyle leave a note?

You know, I think I might just leave. I should be leaving. In the name of all

things holy, you have to release it.

Oh, now you want to talk? What do you want?

What do you want? What could you possibly have to offer?

No, no, no, no, no. Hey, hey, hey.

Stop.

Stop, stop, stop.

You got 25.

Julia. Julia, come here, please.

Please.

Okay.

What do you want?

Just give me a moment.

I'm gonna die in 24 hours.

You don't want that to happen.

I know you don't want that to happen.

Give me everything.

Sign it over.

You need anything else?

Got a priest?

Well, that was some hours ago.

And if you're curious why I've been so calm and self -assured for a man set to

be executed in... It's because I thought our friend

Julia might, uh... might come through.

In the end.

I wonder if she's coming.

The Lord is my shepherd.

I shall not want.

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures.

He leadeth me beside the still waters.

He restoreth my soul.

He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no

evil.

Thou art with me.

Thy rod and thy staff... Red fellow.

They're not gonna fucking believe it.

You came.

Alright.

I told you this is a tragedy.

It's not about me, is it?

I think it's about you.

With all your values, deep -rooted expectations.

You thought this would end differently.

And in a perfect universe, it would have.

But someone once told me that the only thing that can hurt us in life is the

voice of our own conscience.

telling us a story about right and wrong.

If you turn your head just right into the wind, you can make that voice go

to a whisper.

And after a while, you might never hear it at all.

Adeus Paris tropical, adeus Brigitte Bardot. O champanhe me fez

mal, caviar já me enjoou.

Se Manaus estava certo, na razão do patropi. Eu também que sou

esperto, vou viver no Piauí.

Bye.