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In New York
city's war on crime,

the worst criminal offenders
are pursued

by the detectives
of the Major Case Squad.

These are their stories.

- So sorry, ladies.

Sorry, ladies, I'm running late.
Catch me after the show.

I'm all yours, I promise.
I'm late. I'm late.

- You better hurry... Amanda
just gave the go-ahead to Brice.

- Six months of previews
and not once with an understudy?

I'm ten minutes late.

- I know, but you know Amanda.
She panics.

- Ethereal, spectacular.
Perfect!

- Calm down, everybody.
I'm here. I'm here.

- Well, so you are.

- Sorry, buddy.
- No worries.

- All right,
let's get Marc hooked up.

- Sorry.
- All right...

Now, remember, in the scene
where you defy daedalus,

don't push.

Just be.
- Yeah.

I am.
I am icarus.

- I'm talking
about hitting the note on-key,

for once.
- I get it.

Amanda, trust me.
- All right?

- I got you the Cobb.
You haven't eaten all day.

- I don't need a salad.
I need a drink.

And get me Evan korman
on the phone!

- Hello, Amanda.

- Marc has to go.

He's getting laughs in places

where the audience
should be crying.

It wasn't my idea to hire
a sitcom star.

You said you needed a name.
- Yeah. You know why...

because you ripped out 200 seats
to build your labyrinth.

We lose 20 grand in ticket sales
every night.

- Adam!
Jeez, you shouldn't have.

I...
- Well, I didn't.

They were outside your door.

- Did you, uh, hear rehearsal?

I think I nailed
that b-flat in Labyrinth.

- Did you tell Amanda

that you have a problem
with the minotaur number?

- No.
I would never do that.

- Well, she sends me an email

saying the song
isn't big enough.

- That's crazy.
You play 60,000-seat arenas.

The song is brilliant.

- I'm getting

high and higher

I'm gonna touch the fire

- Stop!

- I'm gonna hold it in my hands

- The melody is still wrong.

The audience needs to feel
dark, conflicted.

- It's a Broadway musical,
Amanda.

People want to feel happy.
- No, no, no, no.

- The... the strings are...
they're too...

They're too soaring.

- He's flying, for God's sake.

I can't get any closer

I'm falling back to earth

- What's happening?
- I don't know.

- Aah!

- Oh, my God.
Marc.

- Bring in the curtain!

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Marc Landry, 30.

Rigging snapped during a stunt.

He fell 30 feet...
broken neck.

Paramedics called it
in the ambulance.

- And you called major case
instead

of the occupational safety
and health administration.

- Well, it wasn't
a workplace accident.

The rigging was sabotaged.

Our crime-scene unit determined
that a rope on the harness

was deliberately cut.

Stage manager discovered
the tampering and called us in.

- You saw the actor fall?

- We all did.
It was horrible.

- Whoever did this

tried to make it look
like the rope was frayed.

Who was responsible
for the rigging?

- Our aerial rigger,
Donald cogan.

- He and his crew
did the safety check

a half hour before performance.

- Who had access to it
after that?

- Anyone on the cast and crew...
about 45 people.

- We need a list of names.

- Well, it was subtle enough

so he didn't notice
that the rope was cut.

Who actually put
the actor in the rig

right before he started?

- We have our safety procedures
in check,

but as of late, Marc insisted

that he be responsible
for the final check.

- Why would he want
final check?

- Marc Landry
was a sitcom star.

I guess he was used
to being the boss.

- Were there resentments
towards him because of that,

like from
the other actors or...?

- Resentment,
envy, insecurity...

they're practically
job requirements.

- This rigging was secure
when I did my safety check.

But anyone could have
gotten hold of a knife.

- Did anyone on the crew
have a problem with Marc Landry?

- All I know,
it wasn't me or my team.

We wouldn't damage the wings.

They took three months
to complete.

- Wow. I mean, that... that seems
like a long time.

- Amanda's a perfectionist.

We all support
her vision, but...

Safety is our
number-one priority.

- Really?

Because this production's been
plagued with safety issues.

A stuntman fell off a platform.

An actress's rigging snapped.

It's been on the cover
of the post.

- We had some kinks.
We worked 'em out.

- Wow.
Four boys.

You... I...
they look a lot like you.

Where's your wife?

- I'm divorced.

- Oh...

- Uh, detectives.

Hi.
- Hi.

- Hi. I'm Roger Porter.
- The director's assistant.

- Actually, I'm...
I'm a dramaturge.

- Sorry?
- Uh, a dramaturge.

I help Amanda
shape her creative vision

in all aspects
of the production.

- Amanda's the director?

- Yes. Anyway, she went
in the ambulance,

but she's on her way back,
and she wanted me to tell you

that she intends to cooperate
fully with the investigation.

- How nice of her.

- And if there's anything
I can do to help...

- Well, yes, there is.

Uh, where's the last place

that Marc would have been
before his performance?

- You know, Marc made up
in enthusiasm

what he lacked
in natural ability.

- How'd he get along
with the rest of the company?

- I never saw any tension.

- How about Amanda?

We heard she's a perfectionist.

- She's a genius.

You know, sometimes strong women
get pegged as a bitch.

- All the same, what was
her relationship with Marc?

- Well, they had
their creative differences.

But at the end of the day,
it was all about the work.

It was nothing personal.

- Romantic involvements?

- He was a straight, single,
good-looking guy in the theater,

so...Yeah.

But I don't know
of anyone special.

- Peacock feathers...

Bad luck in the theater.

Somebody might have been trying
to jinx him.

There's no card.

You have any idea
who sent this?

- No.
- That's an unusual vase.

Maybe we can track the florist.

- Uh, Amanda's here.

Um, I'll take you
to her office.

- It was like a terrible,
terrible dream.

I saw Marc's body jerk.

It wasn't elegant.

I knew...

Instantly
that something was wrong.

I just...

the whole thing is...
it's... it's unimaginable.

- So you and Marc were close.

- We've been in rehearsals
and previews for over two years.

We're a family.

- Where were you
before the performance?

- Ohh! Before a performance,
I'm obsessive.

I was in props, wardrobe,
lighting,

bitching out the caterer
for no anchovies on the pizza.

- Greek mythology seems to be

a reoccurring theme
in your work.

Your three movies,
your last musical, pandora.

- Yes, I'm drawn
to the classic stories...

how human nature endures.
- Right.

And the labyrinth...

Well, it's part
of the icarus story.

Daedalus... he builds
the labyrinth to imprison...

- The minotaur.

- Minotaur. Right.

I like the way you...
well, your representation

of it onstage.

- Thank you.

Yes, the... the labyrinth
represents

a-a journey of discovery,

a pilgrimage to the truth.

- Our job in a nutshell.

- This show is Broadway Teflon.

Ticket sales have doubled
since the murder.

- Never underestimate
the public's appetite for blood.

- Well, who was out
for Marc Landry's?

Any of the 45 people
with backstage access

have a grudge?
- Not that they're admitting to.

We're also looking at financials
and anyone with a sheet.

- Well, make sure all 45 of them
are reinterviewed.

Have them state where they were
between 6:30 and 9:30

and who they were with.

- Maybe someone took offense
at his tweets.

Marc started a Twitter campaign

after the actress playing
ariadne, Gwendolyn swift,

broke her leg.

It was the second
rigging accident

in the last four months.

In the first one,
a stuntman broke three ribs.

"As actors, we must feel safe.

"We're fighting for our lives

"against the stupidity
of producers and directors.

I will defend Gwendolyn
to the death."

- Very gallant.

Well, maybe somebody
challenged him to a duel.

- It needs more light!

The sun should be dazzling.

- Adjust lighting
per designer's input.

- Amanda, it's fantastic.

But let's not get ahead
of ourselves.

- Evan, what are you
doing here?

- Roger said that you were
still working on the stage.

- I wanted to make sure
we have clearance from osha.

- It's perfectly safe.
- No, it's not.

Marc's dead. Doesn't that mean
anything to you?

- Yes.
He gave his life for this.

That's why the cast and crew,
all of us,

need to keep going.

- Marc's memorial is tomorrow.
Let's focus on that for now.

- My work needs to be my focus.

Otherwise, what else
would I have?

Brighter!

Dazzle me!

- You can see from the report,
the stuntman's fall,

Gwendolyn's fall
were both ruled accidental.

- First accident was caused
by a loose screw

on the grappling hook...

same thing again
for the second.

- Exactly.
Both accidents.

- Donald, you're a craftsman.

You know, you're best
in your field.

I mean...

Maybe you missed
tightening a screw once,

but not twice.

- I made a mistake.

I admitted it.

- And how come
you were never fired?

- You told us
you were getting divorced.

But you didn't tell us
it was an ongoing divorce

with a custody battle
for your children.

She wants full custody.

- Attorney fees
are astronomical.

- Your financial records
indicate

payments
to your divorce attorney

far in excess of your salary.

- Your love your boys,
don't you?

You don't want her
to take them away from you.

- Help yourself out here.

Who paid you to tamper
with Gwendolyn's rig?

- He wanted a...

Spectacular screwup
that would make the papers.

I thought I could do it.

I didn't want
to hurt the girl...

Nor the stuntman.
I...

I thought I could make it look
like an accident, that's all.

- Who wanted the screwup?

- The producer...

Evan korman.

- Did he ever ask you
to sabotage Marc's rig?

- No.

But when Marc fell...

I knew Evan was gonna cash in.

- And they say
there's no creativity

in the theater these days.

His allegations are insane.

I'd never sabotage
my own production.

- We have a sworn affidavit

from the aerial rigger,
Donald Cogan.

He claims you paid him
$50,000 cash

to stage an accident
that injured a stuntman

and Gwendolyn swift.
- He's lying.

- Why would he accuse you?

- To cover his own ass.
I have no idea.

This whole thing
is absolutely nuts.

- Take it easy, Evan.

Do you have any proof my client
made this alleged payment?

- I'm sure he was careful
to cover his tracks.

- There's no track covering,
because I didn't do anything.

- Well, now you have
a potential spider-man

on your hands here...

you know, embarrassing
headlines, production delays,

you know,
an industry joke, right?

- And orchestrating a murder
is gonna help me? How?

- Well...

Maybe you didn't want
Marc Landry killed.

Maybe you just wanted another
ticket-boosting broken leg

or cracked rib or something...
I don't know.

I mean, after
Gwendolyn's accident...

You sold out
four months in advance.

- I'm going to deliberately
injure an actor

I was paying ten grand a week,

an actor I had to fight Amanda
tooth and nail to cast?

No way.

- My client wasn't even
at the theater that night.

- My father
was a Broadway producer...

So was his father.

It's a small industry.

End of the day, all you have
is your reputation.

And you could back up
the brink's truck.

There's not enough money
in the world to make me

shame the korman name.

- D.A.'S charging Donald cogan
with felonious assault...

not exactly a resume builder.

- Well, the rigger's one thing,

but a big Broadway producer
killing off his own actor

just to boost ticket sales...
that's a little melodramatic.

- We have the D.A.'S office

looking into the play's
insurance agreements

to find out if Marc's death
indemnifies korman

against losses.
- But he didn't do it himself.

The building security says
korman was in his office

from 6:00 to 9:45
that night.

- A search turn up anything?

- Nothing to tie him
to Donald cogan.

It's, uh,
he-said, he-said.

- No evidence, thin motive,
headlines of the New York times

pointing out the lack
of suspects in this case...

I'm starting to hate
the theater.

- We tracked down the florist
that delivered

the peacock-feather bouquet.

It was ordered by Brice calder.

- That's Marc's understudy.

- I sent Marc peacock feathers
as a joke.

I'm sure he didn't get it.

No disrespect...
the guy was a moron.

- So you two weren't buddies?

- You're asking if I had
anything to do

with him getting killed?

- Did you?

You know, Marc out of the way,

you put on the wings,
and you're icarus.

- That's a little
all about Eve-ish.

Don't you think?

- Thank you.
You're telling me

that you didn't resent him
at all?

A tv actor
with no theater chops

gets the role over you.

I mean, you were nominated
for an obie.

- You googled me.
I'm flattered.

- Had to sting...
night after night,

seeing a sitcom star
mangle the part.

- That's how
the business works.

They want a name.

Yeah, well, I have a name.
It's Brice calder.

- Detective goren.

- Did you see Marc
the night he was killed?

- Yeah, for, like, two seconds
at the stunt rehearsal.

Marc shows up late.

They took the harness off me,
put it on him.

- He was late?
Did he say why?

- I don't know. He was probably
banging some tourist

in the limo.

Anyway, he shows up, I split.

I was in sardi's
the rest of the night.

- I know Brice.

He's got attitude for days,
but he tips great.

- The night Marc Landry was
killed, Brice was at the bar?

- Yeah, from, like,
6:30 to 9:30.

We're usually pretty dead
around then,

but that night,

some of the audience
from the show came in,

freaking out
about what happened.

- Did Brice have
an attitude about Marc?

- Yeah, he was bitching

how he was supposed
to go on that night.

A critic was showing up.

That could have been Brice
in the rigging.

Talk about dodging a bullet.

- T-there was
a-a critic in the audience?

I mean, isn't that
unusual for a preview?

- Michael DeWitt
from the times was in here

three nights ago,

cozying up
with the director, Amanda.

A waitress heard her tell him

a big cast change
was in the works.

- Brenda?

- Will you guys excuse me
for one sec?

Thanks.

- Maybe Amanda wasn't so in love
with her actor after all.

- Amanda and I are old friends.

We were just having a drink.

- We heard she confided in you
about cast changes.

Did she mean Marc Landry?

- That's confidential.

- Look, every other actor
on icarus

is a respected pro, right?

Marc Landry was a...
he was a sitcom actor.

You're not
giving anything away.

- Okay.

Off the record,

Marc Landry was dreadful,
atrocious.

Getting killed
was the best thing

that ever happened
to his Broadway career.

- Otherwise, he would have
been murdered by your review?

- Out of respect for the dead,

of course I'm not reviewing
that performance.

- Yeah, but you went
to a preview.

Isn't it customary to wait
until opening night?

- Amanda said the show
was ready.

I think she believed
she'd get a better review

if Brice was in the lead.

- But the cast
was the same that night.

Marc was icarus.

- I assume Amanda
was overruled.

By who?

The problem
with this production...

too many egos in the kitchen.

- The composer, Adam winter...

he was a rock star,

much bigger name than Amanda.

- And despite the machismo,

he's quite insecure
about transitioning

from guitar hero to lyricist
on the great white way.

I doubt she could make
a decision

without his being on board.

- I wondered
why that little prick

was in the audience.

- Amanda didn't tell you
she invited DeWitt?

- No, but that... that's
typical Amanda behavior.

She, uh...

She does what she wants.

- Well, uh, did...

did Amanda tell you
she wanted to replace Marc?

- Uh, constantly.

But Evan korman
would never let that happen.

Marc had a huge fan base.

- We understand he may not
have been doing justice

to the role.

- Amanda blamed everyone
and everything, okay?

She even had a problem
with the songs.

- You disagreed?

- Well, being
as I wrote them, yeah.

You familiar with my work,
detective?

- Oh, uh...

- He's more of a jazz guy.

I really loved Strange Angel.

- Okay, that's for you.

- Oh, well, it's pleasant.

Clove?
- Java black.

I got addicted to 'em
when we toured Indonesia.

- Hmm. Nice.

- Look, the problem...
With the show

is not the songs.

Amanda's on a downward spiral.

- How so?

- Well, uh, no husband,
no kids,

no life outside work.

And the night
that Marc was killed,

I smelled alcohol
on her breath.

She's been
in a.A. For 20 years,

and she is
a handful enough sober,

but now...

She's giving the eulogy

at Marc's memorial service
this afternoon.

- Hey, Adam, got a sec?

- Watch out.

Excuse me.

- "Watch out."

So Amanda told DeWitt

to be in the audience
that night.

She must have had reason
to believe

she could put Brice
on the stage instead of Marc.

- But Marc showed up on time.

Plan "b," she cuts his rigging,

assuming DeWitt
wouldn't review a performance

in which an actor is hurt.

Pretty desperate.

- A bad review can kill a show.

She's got a lot
riding on icarus.

Her last movie
bombed at the box office.

- Let's pay our respects
at Marc's memorial,

see how heartbroken
Amanda really is.

Higher

you have got

to turn

around

- cause this is hubris
- Hubris

- this is hubris
- Hubris

- hubris
- This is hubris

you got to come down

it's so beautiful

- And now I'm honored
to introduce

the amazing Amanda rollins.

- Thank you.

We all have desires.

We all have yearnings
in our hearts...

To be loved...

To be accepted...

To be closer to the divine...

To fly to the sun...

glorious wings...

and to fly higher...

- She's emotional.

- Yeah, alcohol will do that.

- Like my beautiful icarus...

My Marc.

Marc...

You...

- Thank you.
- Marc...

- The brilliant Amanda rollins.

Well done.
Thank you.

Thank you very much.
- Fly high, Marc.

- Thank you. Thank you.
- Fly... I am not done.

- It's okay.
- I am not done.

- Thank you so much.
- Get off of me.

- Hey, hey...
- Get off me!

I wasn't finished!
- Hey, shh.

- They should have sold tickets
to this.

I got this for you.

- Don't spill it.
- Oh, thank you!

You're very kind.

- You told the critic DeWitt
about a cast change.

Did you mean Marc?

- It was just magical thinking.

- You wanted to replace

the actor
you told us you adored.

- He was dead.

I was being...

Generous.

- You forced in
the understudy, Brice,

put the wings on him.

Marc wasn't even
ten minutes late.

- I don't understand.

The labyrinth...

Someone must have given him
a clue.

- A clue?

- Obviously she's
in no condition

to be speaking to the police.
- Al, I'm fine.

I have nothing to hide.
Talk to me.

Ask me anything.

- Okay.

You didn't want DeWitt
reviewing Marc that night,

so you cut the rig,
staged an accident.

- No, I didn't.

- You've been
under a lot of pressure.

A year of living
and breathiicarus,

pouring your heart and soul
into the production.

Maybe you didn't want to turn
out to be another Julie taymor...

get fired
for artistic differences.

- I would never hurt
an actor...

Never.

They're like my children.

- Your naughty children,
who don't listen,

who don't take direction,

who think they know
better than you.

- That's true.
Marc never listened.

He didn't trust me.

For a production like this
to work,

there must be absolute trust.

- You have it, detective.
- We... we didn't have that.

- We're going.

- All right.

- Hi.
Um, I'm taking Amanda home.

- Oh.
- Look, uh...

Whatever she said in there,
she's not herself.

- What put her over the edge
after 20 years sober?

- Well, let's see...
Marc, Adam, Evan.

They're egomaniacs
with inferiority complexes.

It's somewhat de rigueur
for this business.

But, really, to suggest

she had anything to do
with Marc's death,

it's... it's ridiculous.

- Well, you're
a very loyal assistant.

- Uh, dramaturge, actually.

- Right, dramaturge.

- Look, Marc
was screwing someone.

Uh, maybe married.

He kept it on the q.T.
- How do you know?

- Well, the production
was putting him up

at the four seasons.

Then about a month
into rehearsal,

he requested another apartment
at the premier club.

He said it was for when
his mother visited,

but she never did.

- Well, that's very helpful.

- Hi.
Are you all right?

- I-I-I just want to go home.

- Amanda mentioned
something about Marc

getting a clue.

What do you think about that?
- Yeah, I have a thought.

- You care to share?

- No, I'm gonna test
the theory first.

I have an old friend
who teaches, uh, mythology

at Columbia.

- All right, have fun.

- Icarus...

my favorite metaphor
for failed ambition.

Hubris.

Here it is...
the clew.

Uh, c-l-e-w.

Uh, a ball of thread or yarn.

- Right, a ball of yarn
that daedalus gave to theseus

to help him escape
from the labyrinth,

which angered king minos,

who then imprisoned daedalus

and icarus
in the same labyrinth?

- Are you sure
you need my help?

- I do need your help.

Tell me more
about the, uh, labyrinth.

- Well, the word is, uh,
pre-Greek in origin...

minoan.
- I saw this in her office.

The classical labyrinth...

uh, circular in pattern,
unicursal.

- Single path.
- Going in circles,

but one path,
not difficult to navigate.

- You know, in some versions
of the myth,

it's more of a maze...

multicursal, like a puzzle

with choices of direction.

- But the killer...

Thought that
they had no choice.

- Well, whoever it is, Bobby,
one thing I do know.

I know you.

You'll find 'em.

- Don't know where,
maybe england...

- Mm-hmm.

- There were men
on the bridge with me...

Wearing some sort
of military uniform.

And they were walking
the other way.

- And what do you
think it means?

- I don't know... I was hoping
you could tell me.

- They were going one way,
and you were going the other?

- Mm-hmm.
- And the bridge was over water?

- Turbulent water.

I know what you're gonna say.

You're gonna say
it means that I'm

at some kind of
difficult crossing,

that the guys in uniform
were N.Y.P.D.

- Actually, I was struck
by the fact

that this dream is what you
wanted to discuss today.

You want me to know
that my opinion matters,

but now who's asking questions
that he knows the answers to...

Instead of discussing

what happened at the end
of last session?

A week ago, you were furious.

You walked out.

And today, I'm...

I'm not sure
what's on your mind

or... or even
why you came back.

- It's on my mind.

No matter...

What was going on
from your side, you know,

I'm sorry for losing my temper.

I wanted to apologize for that.

- Thank you.

It's fine to apologize,

but I think
we should talk about,

try to reconstruct
what happened between us.

- I told you,
I think I overreacted.

- Yes, and I am suggesting

because something powerful
came up, something important.

Why do you think
you turned so quickly?

- Yeah, we got
our wires crossed.

- Has that happened
to you before?

- What? Come on.

You're telling me that
that's never happened to you?

- You became enraged because
you thought I suggested

you might be hitting on me.

- Look, I don't know
what your angle is with me.

I don't know if you're trying
to get me to fail...

To fall for you.

I don't know if you're trying

to get me to...

Behave crazy,
so you can call the N.Y.P.D....

- so you don't know what the
rules of engagement are here.

So let's talk about that.
- You want to know what I feel?

I feel anger.
- And last week,

you were flooded with it.

Fight or flight.

What's underneath the anger?

- More anger.

- And underneath that, fear...
fear that I'm gonna betray you,

fear that
I'm gonna humiliate you,

that I must be
up to something more

than to get you
to know your own mind.

And that's why you run.

Deep down, if we do this work,

you're justifiably terrified
of what we might discover.

- The police think
that I killed Marc!

- They're just doing
their job, Amanda.

- Do you think I did it?
- Of course not.

- I-I-I need to know
when we're gonna be back up.

We need to rehearse.

The cast
is losing rhythm, energy.

- That may not be happening.

- What do you mean?
- I'm sorry.

I gave her an Ambien.

I thought she was asleep.

- You called Roger?

I'm not a child.
- Then stop acting like one.

- This is a nightmare.
- Come on.

- We didn't see Marc Landry
at this hotel very often.

- When you did,
was he with anyone?

- I get paid
to look the other way.

- Uh, that smell.

- A few matchbooks...
not much of a love nest.

- Java black...

same clove cigarettes
Adam winter smokes.

- Rock stars...

don't they know it's not safe
to smoke in bed?

Cigarrete under the bed?
Are you kidding, right?

- So your client is denying

he had an intimate relationship
with Marc Landry?

- Yes.
I'm denying it.

I...Love women.

- Not to mention,
he's happily married.

- So maybe now's
the time to tell you

we have security footage of you
in the premier club elevator

kissing Marc Landry.

- You know, he really
could have been just giving him

mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

- Are they
making this up, Adam?

- Okay...

There was a couple of times

he invited me up
to his apartment...

Work on his performance.

- Right, but isn't that
the director's job?

- He hated Amanda,

and she hated him.

- So you were the peacemaker.

- Yes.

Marc was just trying to get me
on his side.

I mean, you...
You got to love actors.

I mean, they're
people pleasers.

- I know. I know.

Anyway, so what happened?

Marc threatened
to tell your wife that...

well, you know,
about your work sessions.

Wait. Maybe it was
his subpar singing.

You were worried how
it would affect your songs.

- No.

- Did you see Marc
the night he died?

- Yes.

Uh, I mean,

we shared his limo together
to the theater.

- Well, he was late. Did you
have anything to do with that?

- No, but he must have had
a new driver,

'cause the guy...

The guy drove around
the same block three times.

- Three times, three times...

Three?
- Yeah.

- Man, I-I had to yell
at the guy

to get him to get back
onto tenth ave.

- That actor...
he distracted me.

- Yeah, you drove him
around in circles, right?

You know, like this, right?
Sort of like a-a labyrinth?

How many times have you been
Amanda rollins' driver?

- Never.

- Well, we'll check
with your supervisor.

- The truth, Mr. vargas.

- I don't want to get
miss Amanda in trouble.

- Is that because she asked you

to drive in circles
that night...

To make sure Marc Landry
missed his curtain?

- She promised me house seats
for icarus.

- But you couldn't go through
with it?

Adam winter was in the car,
big rock star.

You got intimidated,
you turned the car around,

and Marc got
to the theater on time.

- Amanda changed her mind.

Her assistant called my cell,

said, "get Marc to the theater
right away."

- You're packing?

- It'll hit the press tomorrow.

That coward Evan
is closing the show.

- You need to answer
some questions.

- You know what?

I would be so happy

if people would stop telling me
what to do.

What is that, like, payback
for the director?

See how I like it?

You should leave.

- We know
you told Marc's driver

to make him late that night.

- You sent Marc
on this labyrinthine journey,

because you intended to put
Brice onstage that night.

That's why you invited DeWitt.

- I've always thrown myself
into my work

to the exclusion of all else.

It felt safe there...

the one place
I wouldn't have to think

about the things
I was running from.

- I understand.

- But the day before Marc died,

I'd had it.

He wouldn't take
the simplest piece of direction.

I stormed out of the theater.
I drank my lunch.

Poor Roger had to come
pick me up, literally.

- Right, you'd had it.

Marc's late,
put Brice onstage...

it's a good plan,
but you changed your mind.

- Changed my mind about what?

- Your assistant called,

told the limo driver
to be on time.

- No, he didn't...

Or at least
I didn't tell him to.

If you'll excuse me,
I need a drink.

A-a diet soda.

Okay?

- Either Amanda's lying,

or her assistant...
uh, sorry, dramaturge...

Roger, made the call.

But why?

- He wanted to fix things
for Amanda...

Or maybe someone else
involved in the production...

the person who
had the most to lose.

So Marc Landry was killed
to kill the show.

We got the D.A.'S report back

on the icarus
insurance contracts.

There's a force majeure clause

that is specifically linked
to Marc Landry.

In an injury or death
to the lead actor,

there's a full payout
to all the investors.

No one loses a dime.

- Two days before
Marc was killed,

Evan korman had
a half-hour conference call

with insurance agents,

going over the details
of the force majeure clause.

- The producer wanted
his own star killed.

- It was the only way
to stop the bleeding,

and he had someone
on the inside to do the job.

- How do you prove it?

- With the help
of some egomaniacs

with inferiority complexes.

- You have evidence
that Roger killed Marc?

This is horrible.

But I don't know
what you want me to do.

- Well, uh, he looks up to you.

And we thought that if...

We put you in a room with him

that you might be able to...

Persuade him to confess.

- I want to help,
of course, but I...

- That's my partner.

- Hi. Hey.

Uh, sorry about this, Evan.

The police said that they...

They have some new evidence
about Marc's death.

- We do.

The thing is...

We found your fingerprints
on the rig.

- I told the police there
must be a good explanation.

- What...
what are you talking about?

- If there's anything
you want to tell us, Roger...

Well, I... yeah, I might
have touched the rigging.

I was at the stunt rehearsal.

- Right, right.
Well, that's one explanation.

Can you think of what
the other one might be?

- Oh, what, like, I killed him?

- Marc's performance
was driving Amanda to drink.

You were worried.

You did call Evan's office
several times.

- Did you, uh...
did you tell them that?

- I'm sure you only meant to...

Hurt Marc, not kill him.

- What?

No, no.
That's not true.

- Actually, we think
it is true.

We think that Marc's fall
was supposed to just injure him,

sideline him
from the production.

Isn't that the instructions
that you gave Roger?

- I beg your pardon?

- You see, we found a clause

in your insurance policy...

uh, force majeure,
"act of God."

- That's boilerplate.
- Not quite.

Your policy has a rider.

If your star
is incapacitated or dies,

your investors recoup
all their money.

- Come on, Evan.

It was a barn burner
of a disaster, right?

A catastrophe,
a money-sucking catastrophe.

I think...
A career-ender.

- How dare you?

- You know, it must
have been tough,

your father looking
over your shoulders every day.

And now he's looking down on you
from the great white way

in the sky, and he's thinking,

"I fathered...

An entitled embarrassment."

- All productions
have problems.

- Not front-page headlines
in the daily news every day.

You're the laughingstock
of Broadway.

- That's ridiculous.
Tell 'em, Roger.

- W-what am I supposed
to tell?

- He wants you to do
what you've always done...

back his play.
He's your boss, right?

- Roger works for Amanda,
not me.

- You're lying.

But that's what producers do,
isn't it?

You lie for a living.

- Yeah, well,
so are the police.

Roger was hired by Amanda.

- That's not true.

- Thanks for joining us.

- What the hell is going on?

- Oh, we doubled back
with Ms. rollins

when we heard
about that force majeure clause.

Apparently, you insisted
she hire Roger.

- Not true.

- Oh, cut the crap, Evan.

You know I wanted
Barbara widrow as my dramaturge.

- Can't you see she's wasted?

Go to a meeting,
Amanda, dry out.

- Oh, no, I'm sober.

I can see so clearly,
it's scary.

- Why would you agree to Roger?

Why replace
your own dramaturge?

- My dramaturge was expensive.

Evan said if I wanted to take
out the theater seats

to built the labyrinth,
I'd have to make sacrifices.

So I agreed to hire Roger.

- Who was essentially a spy
for Evan.

- I had no clue that Roger
worked for Evan.

- Okay, I referred Roger.

But if he killed Marc,
that has nothing to do with me.

- Right.

You know, we thought
that you might have killed Marc

to support Amanda's vision.

But, you know, now we know
that you did it for Evan.

You see, we googled you...

six credits on shows
that Evan produced

since you...
y-you graduated...

Yale drama.

You're a Yale man!

A dramaturge!
- Stop it!

- You know, it must be hard
for artists these days,

you now, the crass commercial
considerations

and never-ending
pursuit of...

Profit.

You know, profit.

Yeah, I guess that's why
they call it show business.

But in the end,
you are an artist, right?

You create illusions, you know.

You live in a world
of make-believe.

But this...
This is real.

Somebody's dead.

There's a body at the morgue.

And what got him there?

Your fear of failure.

- Bravo. I'm gonna have to cast
you in my new production

with that performance.

- You killed a man
to save your reputation.

And you killed a man because you
wanted to be a producer?

Really? To share a marquee
with Evan korman...

son of the late, great,
legendary irwin korman.

- Share a marquee?
Please.

Roger is no producer.

He's got no...

Balls.

- Is that right, rog?

It was Evan's idea.

He told me to stage
the accident.

He said, "it would be
best for everyone

if it would just end."

The investors would get paid.

The whole thing would be over.

- You gonna believe him?

There's no proof
of any of this.

I'm calling my attorney.

- Evan!
- Yeah?

- I recorded
our conversations...

every single one of them.

I had this in my pocket!

And it has all of your detailed,
specific instructions!

- What?

- Because I wanted to make sure
that I got it right!

I wanted to do a good job
for you, you prick!

- You little...

- easy!

- You whining,
cheating criminal.

- I learned from the best.

- What made
the two of you think

that you could get away
with murder?

- Hubris.

- Show's over.

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