All language subtitles for Matlock 02x05 Mousetrap [2025-11-06 21-01] uswcbs HQ

Madeline Matlock. I'm a lawyer, like the
old TV show. Most of what you know

about me is based in truth, but it's
also a lie. Good evening, Mrs. Kingston.

Who the hell are you? I wasn't like this
before your firm protected the

pharmaceutical company that killed my
daughter. No more collateral damage.

You and I have to find a way to work
together despite our trust issues to

down Senior. A so -called whistleblower
reached out to a reporter.

Mrs. Baldwin was the leaker. With the
NDA, we are safe. We need to build our

cave and prove Senior gave the order.

I found something big. The laptop
belonging to Mrs. Belvin. We have a

Julian saw text messages between you and
Mrs. Belvin. He thinks you're involved

with Mrs. Belvin and the Wellbrexit
League.

Still hot like a light.

I could get my scout bugle. Blare some
Reveille right into the ear.

Cool your pits.

Wakey, wakey.

You fell asleep while I was sending the
message.

Oh, well.

Hi, Edwin. Morning.

Need coffee?

Please. Black, no sugar.

Bitter. No surprise.

Last he heard, we were negotiating a
tense peace treaty. And you did leave

on the side of the road with three
twizzlers.

I know.

I am so sorry.

Hey, Julian. How was drop -off?

It was good. Where are you?

Still at the Brownstone.

Didn't sleep much last night. Figured.

So?

No. Olympia? Maddie wasn't working with
Mrs. Belvin.

Those text messages you saw were just
friendly.

I have news about the plant.

That has to be about Welbeck. Maddie
brought in a plant.

Mrs. Belvin was all about rules and
regulations.

The firm ran a huge forensic audit. If
there was anything suspicious, they

have brought Maddie in.

I'm the only one who saw her leaving
Belvin's office while Belvin was being

interviewed. And according to IT, at 11
.56, Belvin printed a low Brexit expense

report, which they didn't find in her
office or on her.

She could have tossed it. Or maybe
Maddie took it out of the building to go

the press.

You're the one who said we had to make
sure Belvin wasn't working with anybody

else. Are you saying it's beyond a
reasonable doubt?

No.

I'm saying Maddie's my friend.

I know.

But I also know your legal mantra, no
stone unturned, right?

Yeah, right.

And Maddie did.

What?

Just say it, please.

I have to get dressed.

We'll talk at the office.

Is she going to need breakfast, too?

Edwin, I am so sorry. Taking your phone
and leaving you on the side of the road

was wrong. I feel really, really badly.

Oh, is your coffee cold?

I feel really badly.

All right. The point is, we want to wrap
this up, so I need Julian off my back.

And I could use your opinion on the last
line of this text chain.

I can't decide if it's harsh enough.

It would be from me to Belvin. Oh.

Okay.

I'm angry.

You asked me to pick up a picture of
your dog.

Next thing I hear, you're fired because
you called a reporter and made up lies

about the firm. I feel used. Just leave
me alone.

Emmeline. Okay, what about Emmeline?
Leave me alone.

A little stronger finish?

What's stronger?

And we still have time to adjust it
because Carl hasn't written back.

Excited to meet the man who disappeared,
Madeline Kingston.

You told her about Carl?

We needed a top -notch hacker who could
be trusted to stay quiet, unless you'd

like to embed a text chain into my phone
with backdated timestamps.

Yeah, Carl is better for that.

But when he calls, you better pick up,
because you'll lose him for a year.

Oh, mad respect for Carl.

Right? And after he confirms, I'll text
a hamburger.

Should I ask about hamburgers? Funny
story. Actually, that's okay. Okay, last

night, Olympia kept calling him Kyle
instead of Carl. It was 2 a .m. So I

think of Carl from Carl's bed, which she
found confusing. Deeply confusing. Even

though it isn't. Because apparently
nobody knows what Carl is. Which led to

Carl, as in Carl's Jr.

Which is a West Coast restaurant. I get
the reference. Codename, hamburger.

Huh.

I should grab my thing.

What is going on?

You're acting like a seventh grader with
a crush. No, I'm not.

Liar.

We've been on opposite sides for a
while, and it just felt good to laugh

her again. Who knows what will happen in
the future?

For the record, my middle school
boyfriend came back to me three times.

I have to go home. Then I'll get Julian
to help us with our 440 hearing.

And we're going to sell this to Billy
and Sarah.

We've just got the case three days ago,
so it's all hands on deck.

Plus, Julian used to work at the public
defender's office during law school.

Julian? Yes, Julian.

I mean, it was one summer for credit. I
mostly made copies.

So say it's about resume building for
when you leave Jacob some more.

Look, the point is, with the two of us
in the room, one of us can get Maddie's

pen. Then we grab her cell phone, see
what she texted Belden. Bad -ass idea,

how will that help? Won't security have
already read the text? Not once Maddie

sent after Belden was fired. If she sent
any.

What are you saying? Just tell me.

The day after Belden left, I saw her
name come up on Maddie's cell phone. I

assumed it was because they were
friends, but now you got me all

Let's go with resume building. You're
helping me round mine out.

I'm sorry. Are you loving or hating Matt
Updue today?

You're staring, honey. Sorry, I'm just
getting my bearings.

Fill me in on Daniel Pearson.

When Daniel was 15, he pushed his foster
father down the stairs and killed him

after suffering years of abuse. But in
his sentencing...

His lawyer didn't bring up any
mitigating factors.

And there were a lot of them. Foster
father, Clarence DeRocci, was a monster.

That's why we were granted the 440
hearing. Daniel should have been

for 25 years, not life. We got to get
his sentence reduced because Daniel's

attorney was a clown.

Look him up, Maddie.

Robert Flynn.

Oh, ditch Bard and serving time for
fraud.

Also happens to look like my great
-uncle Fred.

Not a compliment, believe you me.

Well, Uncle Fred the Doppelganger
screwed Daniel.

So, the judge granted our motion, and
who are those people waving?

Oh, no.

They're mine.

One is my mother, and the other is the
source of all my therapy.

Sarah's mom's boyfriend, Gary.

They were supposed to meet me in the
lobby. This is a last -minute trip.

a half an hour early, because of course
they are.

Maybe we should go say hello. Just say
hi to my mom. Ignore Gary. You're not

going to have to, psycho.

Like what you've done with the place?

What's going on, Dad? How's the job
search car?

Rebuilding my resume, since you won't
let me take any clients.

Oh, that's why we were trying to get
into Belvin's files last night.

Uh, Wolf said a mousetrap.

Any attempt to remotely access Belvin's
files triggers an alert.

Caught our first mouse.

What were you looking for, son?

I wanted to know how much Belvin knew.

Emmeline Belvin was a disgruntled
employee who made up a lie.

So she didn't know anything about...

About what?

That.

The Wellbrexer study.

What Wellbrexer study?

No way.

Elevator took forever. I thought you
said this was a fancy building.

Ah,

nice shirt.

What do you do around here?

Oh, he's the managing partner.

Oh, hey now.

Nice flex.

as the kids say.

I'm Gary Blessed, and yes, I am. And
this is my better half, Joanne Franklin.

Hi there.

I'm Sarah's mother.

I'm Sarah.

Hi, Sarah.

Hi. Listen, you may not know her yet,
but Sarah is smart as a whip and

as all get -outs.

True. She already won her own case. He
really doesn't care.

Oh, you'd be surprised what I care
about.

Good to meet you, Gary.

Yeah. Joanne.

Okay.

Nice guy, huh?

Yeah.

Now, Joanne, do you want to use the
commode before we visit Lady Liberty?

Good idea, sweetheart.

As you know, she is a rapid -fire
tinkler, so I'm just going to spit this

out. Now, we haven't always seen eye to
eye, but we both agree on one thing,

Sarah. We love your mother.

So I'd like your permission to ask for
her hand.

In marriage.

I'll think about it.

What? Unless it was a rhetorical
question. No.

Then I'll let you know.

I have to focus on this afternoon's
hearing. Just got a big assignment.

Extra long hoagie, double turkey, no...
Thank you.

Are they going to ask about the night
Clarence died?

Because I don't want to talk about what
happened. You won't have to. The hearing

is about what led up to that day.

We call those mitigating factors.

You had no history of violence past or
present. You were 15 years old. And the

altercation was a culmination of years
of abuse that should have been brought

in sentencing.

And saying all that in court will be
enough to reduce this from life?

Not a guarantee, but it should.

What if I mess up in there?

You can't. It's your story.

So should the judge just read it?

I talked to that therapist lady back
when I was convicted.

It's better from you. More emotional.

Which means I can mess it up. And this
is my last chance, right?

I mean, you said it.

Between life and 25 years, that's a lot
of pressure. And I'm not good with

pressure. Especially with my memory
issue.

Keep telling yourself that story,
Daniel, and that's what you'll believe.

I thought you were wearing a Yankees
jersey in your false replacement photos.

Best Yankee of all time.

Jeter? No, I said of all time, son.

No newbies. Fine.

Babe Ruth.

What about Lou Gehrig? The Iron Horse?

He had longevity.

And I'm a big fan of longevity.

In 1927, Babe Ruth had... 60 homers.
Yeah, I hear you. But do you think that

Babe and Gehrig won the World Series all
by themselves?

What about Earl Combs? Mark Koenig?

Tony Lazeri?

All, every one of them, Hall of Famers.

My dad was a baseball fanatic who made
me memorize that.

But my point is, it takes a team,
Daniel, and you've got a big one. First

I've ever been in a hearing room with
five lawyers.

You don't have to hit a home run, son.

Just lay down the bunk. Let your team
carry you home.

Yeah.

Okay.

Thanks.

Oh, sorry.

About my grandson.

I'll be right back.

Can I ask a few more questions while I
eat?

Of course.

I'll get you some water.

Confirming you got the data and can
upload it remotely?

Yeah, just restart your phone.

Understood. Yep, payment forthcoming.

Talk soon, Carl. I'm at work.

Who's Carl?

Oh, hi.

Uh, is Daniel okay?

He's leaving.

Important call.

It was.

Yeah.

Julian, what is going on?

You've been staring at me all morning,
and now you're following me into

and not in a fun way.

Mind telling me who was on the phone?

My grandson's tutor.

And what data does he need to upload
remotely?

Alfie's assignment.

Oh. What's with the third degree?

This is feeling downright invasive.

Everything all right? Well, I'm not
sure.

Julian here thinks I'm lying about my
grandson needing extra help. And believe

you me, I wish I was. I'd be sipping
daiquiris on the island of Jamaica

of sweating it out in Jamaica Queen.

That's actually not what I'm concerned
about.

So, what then?

I saw you leaving Belvin's office with a
bag.

while she was being fired for reaching
out to a reporter and spreading lies

about the firm.

I'm sure there's an explanation for
that, right, Maddie?

No. Just the plain -as -day truth.

He's right.

Emmeline asked me for a favor. I should
have known it was against protocol, but

I acted before my brain caught up with
my heart, and I went in, and...

Took her favorite photo of Barry
Manilow, her dog.

And after I found out what she did, I
panicked and told her to stop texting

And I'm just supposed to believe that.
You want to see my phone?

Uh, yeah. Yeah.

As I would, actually.

Okay.

We'll talk about this later.

Please go to the courtroom.

We had a plan to get her pen. I know,
but she was talking about uploading

and we know Belvin called the Times, and
it felt suspicious.

This is my life that we're talking
about.

I get it.

But now you know Maddie wasn't
conspiring with Belvin.

Now let's focus on Daniel's life, okay?

Tell us about your foster father.

The first thing Clarence told me when I
got placed with him was that he didn't

want to waste any money on me, which
meant I only ate at school, got close

I lost and found.

He didn't even like when I used hot
water.

I write about a padlock?

Yeah, uh, on my door.

He would keep me in there for days, even
if I had to use the bathroom.

That's pretty significant abuse.

Did you ever fight back?

No. Were you ever violent? No.

Never in my life until that day with
Clarence.

Your Honor, I'd like to call an
impeachment witness who will testify to

separate episode of violence by the
defendant after the murder.

I don't know what she's talking about.

State your name for the record.

Pedro Varga.

I've been a paramedic in New York for 13
years. Did you respond to a call at

Passion Palace Gentleman's Club on June
10, 2022?

I did. Treated four people.

One with a fractured clavicle, the
others with more minor injuries. The 911

said that the defendant was on a
rampage, ranting about his foster dad

money. Objection. This is hearsay. Where
are the witnesses?

Found this through EMS records.

Names are redacted in compliance with
HIPAA. Your Honor, my client has the

constitutional right to confront the
witnesses against him. This isn't a

Ms. Lawrence. It's a resentencing
hearing. The rules of admissibility are

relaxed. Overruled.

And then what happened? Caller said
three women were injured as a bouncer

restrained him. Your Honor, the
defense's claims that this was an

incident of violence are pure fiction.
But this man is a danger to society.

Just because you say it doesn't make it
true.

My client remembers none of this.

We need a recess.

Why? If he doesn't remember now, he's
not going to.

Not true.

I'm going to turn this over to my
colleague.

We'd like to bring in a
neuropsychologist, Your Honor. One who

in recovering repressed memories. That's
bunk science. Depends on the

neuropsychologist. Ours is great. In
fact, you used her last year, Dr.

Mitchell. This is completely different.
Well, the science isn't. A quote from

your argument.

Memories are sensory data that travel
through our amygdala and into the

hippocampus where they become a cohesive
narrative.

But sometimes, fragments of data get
stuck.

Neuropsychology is a tool to dislodge
the data.

It's nicely worded. And in fact, you got
Dr. Mitchell admitted as an expert. And

we'd like to as well. Your Honor, Daniel
Pearson did something terrible. But he

was a child without a childhood.

This is his last chance at a reduced
sentence. We owe it to him to leave no

stone unturned.

Nice work.

How did you know that we'd end up there?

Anticipation of arguments and a little
opposition research.

Read Daniel's file. He had gaps in his
memory.

Forgot what a great lawyer you are.

Overprepared and under -resourced. That
was the motto at the public defender's

office.

I have a call in to Dr. Camille
Mitchell.

You and Maddie talk to Daniel. I'll have
Sarah and Billy start compiling

anything in his file that could help.

I'm the one that gives out the orders,
and I have none left.

Go ahead and quote that on your resume.

I'll get Daniel on board. Okay.

Hey, Isaac. I just got thrown a legal
curveball. Figured I'd use my IT

compliance connection.

Yeah, this guy conveniently produced a
text chain in court, so I was just

wondering, is there a way to verify
something like that?

All right.

They put in a pinch hitter, but we are
still in the game and in full fight

We just need to find out what happened
in the strip club. How?

My memory from that night is just all
flat. The neuropsychologist will start

with what we know from the police
report.

You were picked up four hours after the
murder, pacing in an alleyway with

defensive wounds. When you were
interrogated by the police, you kept

Gregory. I was in foster care with
Gregory when I was six.

I haven't seen him since then. I was
drunk, talking crazy, I guess.

Maybe. Or maybe he was there. Or maybe
another guy named Gregory was there, who

knows exactly what went down in that
club. You could have been provoked. Now

that would be a mitigating factor.

Yeah, maybe. Or maybe the more I find
out about myself, the worse it'll get.

Sure, that's a risk.

And look.

I don't know anything about baseball,
but what I do know is that you don't win

by sitting on the bench.

Right?

Right.

Great work. And I locked in Dr.
Mitchell. She'll meet with Daniel

Billy and Sarah are looking for the
mysterious Gregory.

Ask Maddie if she can identify any of
the injured parties from the club. Talk

soon. Sorry, I am listening.

Are you sure? Because it kind of feels
like you're fielding a lot of phone

calls. Totally focused, man.

There was a search for the new James
Bond. Tell the people to look no

I'll let them know.

But why did you need Isaac's password?

Anticipation of arguments.

Maddie was too ready to show us her
phone. What if she anticipated the ask?

And that's a fake text thread. She was
talking about uploading data.

What? No stone unturned, right? And it's
not hard to verify because Mrs.

Belvin's old laptop is still sitting in
refurbishment. I'll go tomorrow and the

desk guy's at lunch. If Maddie's texts
are real, they'll pop up on Belvin's

laptop when the computer is turned on.
If they don't... Hold on, Mr. Bond.

Yes? Do you believe that 76 -year -old
Maddie, who believes

AirDrop is a scam...

Faked the text threads?

With help. Who knows? And why would she
do all this?

I don't know. Maybe Belvin read her into
the plan, and she took the document out

of the building to bring it to the Times
and put me in jail.

So now Maddie knows everything?

I don't know. But Belvin has an NDA.
Maddie doesn't. I need to be sure.

Something is off, Olympia. I feel it in
my gut.

And...

I haven't felt my gut in a while.

I need you to trust me.

No stone unturned.

Thank you. I know how much this hurts.
You don't let people in easily.

Yeah.

Maybe I shouldn't have.

I'm not complaining, but we're looking
up guys named Gregory and you're looking

up boobs?

I'm not looking up boobs. I'm looking
for a specific pair of boobs that took a

leave of absence due to a fractured
clavicle that occurred during a bar

And according to Instagram, Gregory from
foster care was in California the night

of the murder. Are there any club
patrons named Gregory?

Oh, for goodness sake. They just sit up
like that on their own? Not going to

engage. Don't say engage.

It's triggering.

My poor mom.

Well, she seemed pretty happy, I gotta
say.

Stockholm Syndrome.

Gary swooped in post -abortion when she
was at her most vulnerable. I need to

deprogram my mom, not give Gary
permission to marry her, right?

I really need to say yes?

Obviously.

Fine.

Going outside so I can scream after.

HR's gonna have to clear my search
history, but I found our gal.

Stage name, Cherry Rose.

Actual name, Christina.

Allegedly attacked in the bar by Daniel.
Julian thought you gave up your phone

too easily.

Tomorrow at 1, he wants to search
Belvin's old computer and refurbishment.

text messages need to be on there.

Okay, I'll contact Carl. And the
computer has to be physically turned on,

means one of us needs to go into the
refurbishment room before Julian. And we

need an admin password to get into the
laptop.

Julian has a video of the password on
his phone. And I don't have his pen. And

if I ask, it's suspicious.

Is that all?

That's all.

Okay. Age -old question.

Your place or mine?

I mean, we can solve this, but it's
going to take time. So if you're coming

over, bring your PJs and Twizzlers for
you know who.

No. Okay.

We can brainstorm here.

Send Julian to the strip club with me
tomorrow.

Lots of distractions.

What?

Lying to Julian feels really bad.

I know it does.

I had very different feelings about your
ex -husband when I was being

insensitive. And you're acting like
we're friends again.

Because that's what I want.

I'm being honest.

You? Honest.

We both lied for our family. We're
completely different. I just lied

Does Alfie have a tutor?

Do you have an Uncle Fred?

Are you a single grandmother?

Do you live in Jamaica, Queens?

Did you watch baseball with your dad?

Did Ellie get injured swimming, or did
she win?

You know the truth there. But I don't.

That's the problem.

I lied.

But you're a liar, Maddie.

It's who you are.

I'm not a liar. I've had to lie due to
mitigating factors.

I know.

Stop lurking. I am looking at the
mirror, trying to craft your approach to

strip club. Who is the liar now? You're
looking at the boobs, not the mirrors.

No, I'm looking at the boobs in the
mirrors, specifically the ones by that

Oh. Hmm.

Nice work, darling.

Thank you.

And don't take your anger at Olympia out
on me.

I just want her to understand I'm in the
law firm under a false identity.

Of course I'm going to lie.

It's a mitigating factor.

Our child was an addict.

Mitigating factor.

Your mother was an alcoholic.

Yet another.

Yes. I've done it for a long time.

But it's not who I am.

I never lied to you.

Well, there was that once.

About what?

Can I have an hour more screen time?
Half an hour, that's it.

When we first met, your grandmother told
me she was in nursing school.

What? I wanted a second date.

It was the 70s. Yeah, and then I got a
cut and she flipped out. It was gushing

blood. So I told her either nursing
schools had lost their standards or she

wasn't telling me the truth.

But then she litigated the word truth.
You thought it was sexy.

And I'm out. Good night. Good night.
Love you. Love you.

Good kid. Great kid.

Despite some pretty big mitigating
factors.

And then there's Julian.

Handed every single thing in life.

I may lie, but that man doesn't have an
ounce of integrity.

Olympia shouldn't feel bad.

He deserves to be cast lit.

Maddie mentioned a last -minute
appointment this morning.

What? With who? Do you think she's
feeling the pressure, going to the

No. She said eye doctor, but I told her
to cancel it because I knew you would

think that.

And I said that you both should go to
the strip club this morning.

Perfect. And I can keep an eye on her
until the computer guy goes to work. And

can get Annie's key card so you don't
have to swipe your own.

Thank you.

The fact that you're helping me after
everything I did, I'm just really

grateful, huh, Peter?

We're family.

Just try to act normal with Maddie. No
more going rogue.

And get photos at the strip club.

In case it jogs Daniel's memory.

Stay here. I'll go get Cherry Rose.

Look, I'm just going to say it. I'm
feeling awkward.

And not just because my late, not great
husband got caught with a couple of

strippers and a rubber chicken.

True story. Do not ask for details.

Look, I know I came on strong. You
didn't come on strong. You made me feel

a criminal for talking to my grandson's
tutor.

You took Belvin's belongings.

And I shouldn't have.

And when I found out what she did, I
should have told Olympia. But I'm a 76

-year -old woman raising a teenager, and
I just got back on my feet, and I'm

scared. I don't have a huge cushion like
you do.

Why don't you get pictures of the stage?

I don't have a huge cushion.

Hey, no photos in here.

Oh, sorry. I didn't... Unlock your phone
and delete those.

I'll be taking that.

Oh, seriously?

You can pick it up on your way out.

Okay.

You wanted to talk to me about the night
the kid went crazy and I got a

fractured collarbone?

Come on back.

I hate the waiting.

Yeah, it's torture.

But hopefully the forensic memory
retrieval is working and Daniel will

something.

Oh, you were talking about... No, same.

I was talking about Daniel's session
with Dr. Mitchell.

Fine. I was talking about the proposal.

But I've come to peace with it. I've
been practicing my excited voice.

Oh, I know. We share an office.

Oh, my God. They're engaged?

Daniel remembered something.

This... Sound of ice crunching.

Ice crunching?

It was summer.

He was a hot, sweaty mess, busting his
screaming about money.

Then it turned violent. No, the kid came
in swinging.

We were just trying to restrain him. Not
true.

It didn't get nasty until you got
involved.

I saw a dangerous situation and acted on
it. He was just a kid, same age as my

oldest. Angela, your kid does homework
upstairs. This one put me in a hospital.

Because you fell into the bar.

Kid was looking for someone.

He got jumped out about there. He was
jumped?

Cherry, thank you so much.

Angela, we would love to speak with you
more. I've got to sneak off to the

ladies. I'll be right back.

So you think Daniel was provoked?

It's okay.

My friends don't know I'm here either.

It's not a big deal. You don't have to
get all weird about it.

Okay, new lead. Angela said Daniel had
stains on his clothes, like an orange

color. We need to tell Olympia so the
therapist can bring it up. And he was

screaming about Gregory here, too.

Can we get our phones?

Our stains.

And Gregory.

Yeah.

Olympia said Daniel mentioned crunching
ice.

Terry Rose went to the hospital after
she fell into the bar, so... Bar ice for

drinks? A hospital. Daniel had wounds.

Were they treated with... Uh, done.

That's the orange. And they give
patients ice chips in the hospital.

Oh, my God. What if Gregory isn't a
person?

St. Gregory's Hospital? A mile away from
Passion Palace.

Daniel got injured during his
altercation with Clarence. If he went to

hospital before he went to the strip
club...

Maybe they gave him meds and he had a
bad reaction. Could be why some of the

strippers saw him as so aggressive.
Well, call St. Gregory's. See if they

record of Daniel. Or find a John Doe
that matches Daniel. Perfect. Go.

Julian, hang back for a sec. I have a
question about the kids' schedule.

Yeah. Kat said... Did you get Annie's
key card?

Yes.

Shoot. Where did I put it? Can you check
my briefcase?

On a blue lanyard?

Yeah.

It's not in here.

Hmm.

Strange. It's not in my closet either.

Give me a second to think.

Okay, Carl. I'm in.

Yeah, hold on.

Cherry Westbury. You see it?

Take my card.

At least it won't trace back to you.

Thank you.

Julian, wait.

I'm sorry, it's just... You were right.

It is hard for me to let people in.

And if it's true that Manny has been
lying and is going to go to the press

Belvin, I just... I don't know what to
do with it.

I'm sorry this is happening, and I will
be here for you whatever happens next,

but this is our one chance to get the
truth. I have to go.

Get out.

I'm not done.

Julian's on his way.

I'm in.

Thinking. Hang on.

Julian? The texts match.

Can't believe I was wrong.

I... I gotta go.

Are we good?

Glad you're both here.

We got something. The hospital gave
Daniel psych meds? They did, but that's

all.

This just went from a mitigation case to
an innocence project.

I was so angry and so drunk.

All I remember is going to Clarence's
and fighting with him.

Where did you go after leaving
Clarence's house?

I can't remember.

Did you go to the strip club where he
frequented at 7 p .m., looking for him

even though he was dead?

I guess I went.

You know, because I was seen by
eyewitnesses, but... No, there's so

don't remember.

Do you remember killing Clarence?

Objection, Your Honor.

This is the resentencing hearing.

And this is all relevant to Daniel's
resentencing.

Besides, what do you care?

If he lies now, Judge Chen isn't going
to cut him a break.

Agreed. Glad everyone's clear.

Overruled. Daniel, why did you confess?

Well, I was arrested by the cops, and
eyewitnesses heard me screaming at

Clarence. You know, they found DNA and
prints all over. And the cops kept

telling me I'd get a better sentence if
I confessed. And when you were first

arrested, you were mumbling Gregory,
right? Your Honor. I'm losing patience.

And I am getting to my point.

Daniel and Clarence had a physical
altercation at 1 p .m.

But he did not kill Clarence between 3
and 4 p .m. This is ridiculous. Because

he was at St. Gregory's Hospital, and I
have video footage.

That's Daniel.

And that time stamp reads 2 .25 p .m.
Now, if you keep watching, here's Daniel

walking himself out at 5 .30 p .m.

He was in the hospital when Clarence
Sirachi died, likely because Clarence

down while drunk and hit his head, which
Daniel didn't even know.

That is why he was looking for Clarence
at the strip club at 7 p .m.

The stories that we tell about ourselves
are powerful.

They protect us.

In Daniel's case, believing that he
killed his foster father was less

than the truth.

Now, he was in prison for a crime he
didn't even commit.

You just gave that kid his life back.

I haven't felt this proud in a long
time.

Couldn't have done it without you.

Glad to be helpful again, finally.

And I wanted to wait until after the
case was resolved because I have a

And I know it's going to sound crazy.
Not Maddie again.

When I closed Belvin's laptop, I
realized it was hot.

Like someone had been using it.

You were using it. Not long enough for
it to be hot.

And then I thought, what if Maddie was
there before me covering her tracks?

Julian, stop.

This is too much.

Or it's the last film and I'm turning
it.

The firm had new security cameras
installed after the leak.

There is one in the hall right outside
the storage unit.

I just need one thing to access the
footage besides the admin password.

A partner code.

Julian. I wouldn't ask if it wasn't
important.

Just watch. You're going to see Maddie
in that hallway. I know it.

Okay, if I'm right, Maddie should walk
in right about now.

I was so sure. I felt it in my gut.

What is wrong with me?

Nothing's wrong. I mean, you say that,
but it's not true. I mean, I went after

76 -year -old grandmother, your friend.

I followed her. I read her texts. I made
up a whole story in my head.

Julian. No, no.

It's okay.

You don't have to say anything.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm so happy for you.

Liar. But I appreciate the effort.

And I appreciate that you've toned down
the intense dislike of Gary.

Intense dislike is strong.

Toned down is light.

Fair.

And I'm going to tone it down even more
because the intense dislike

is less about him and more about how...

You disappeared once you met him.

I didn't disappear. You went to college
and then law school. Emotionally.

You disappeared emotionally.

You used to tell me things. And what,
then you're getting a divorce? And Gary

swoops in right after? And I... I don't
even know how you met, Mom.

Honestly... I was embarrassed.

Because you were vulnerable?

Because I was still married to your
father.

I got your text.

Are you okay?

Not really, no.

But there's no one else I can talk to.

And I just crushed Julian in a way that
feels lasting.

So I wanted to know.

When does lying get easier?

I don't think it will for you.

And that's a good thing. Trust me, it's
not.

So, let's get evidence on Senior and end
this quickly.

Yeah.

I agree.

An answer to your questions?

My father didn't teach me about
baseball.

He took off a week before I started
kindergarten, and I told my class that

died.

It was less painful than the truth, that
he

knew me, and he decided that

he didn't like me, I guess.

And baseball came from my mother.

sitting in bars while she got wasted
trying to pick up men.

And one of them gave me a stats book.

And I would read it sitting in the booth
trying to block everything else out.

I said, none of that changed me.

But you're right.

It did.

That's how I protected myself.

And the first person I chose to be
honest with about everything, I married.

And the first time that lying was really
hard

was with you.

And I will not do that again if we move
forward with our friendship.

Because I really want that.

I don't know if I can.

You really hurt me, Maddie.

And I need to protect myself.