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Where are they thinking?

Uh...

There.

But there was also a noose there.

How would he do it there?

Supposedly, leaning forward.

He was using his weight.

How do they not know

if he hung himself from
the window or the bed?

Well, because there were
nooses in both places.

What nooses?

Well, he-he made them from bedsheets.

A guard cut him free
and tried to revive him.

- And the guard can't tell us?
- He's being prosecuted.

Can we... can we get a photo of that?

- Sure.
- They're lying!

- They're all lying.
- Shut up.

Back away.

- How many prisoners per cell?
- Two...

in the Special Housing Unit.

But no one in that cell?

Correct.

And when was the
second prisoner removed?

- The day before.
- Why?

He was released.

This prison is massively overcrowded?

- Mm.
- And no one was put in that cell?

So he was on suicide watch,

but he was allowed to be
in that cell by himself?

He was taken off watch a week later.

And that video camera, that's
the one that wasn't working?

- Yes.
- And we don't know why?

But there was another video camera?

Yes.

But you don't have the
footage from this one?

No.

But Bill Barr has reviewed it,
and he saw nothing unusual.

No one entering the SHU or exiting.

- The attorney general saw this?
- Yes.

But we can't see it?

It wasn't made available
to my department.

You're the U.S. attorney, and
it wasn't made available to you?

Yes.

Look, Liz, that's why I
need you to review this.

We thought that the media
attention would die down,

but it's been nine months,
and the reporters keep calling

and asking, "Did he kill himself,

or was Jeffrey Epstein murdered?"

So, why me?

- We're objective.
- That's right.

I need my own Warren Commission.

This is a printout of
Epstein's little black book.

It has every name of every lawyer

worth his salt in New York.

You worked for me in Chicago.

- You pushed me out in Chicago.
- Yes, but I remember

you came to me five
years ago and you told me,

"We should arrest Jeffrey Epstein".

You wanted to investigate
his sexual transporting

of underage girls.

You were ahead of all of us.

You kept saying, "We need
to protect the girls",

and I said, "No, he's too connected".

Well, here's our chance to correct that.

- Yeah, well, it's a little late.
- You do a good job here, Liz,

I can imply but not promise

that there could be
other work for your firm.

A lot of work.

Epstein died in this cell.

Did he commit suicide,
or was he murdered?

You have a budget of $400,000,

and 133,000 pages of evidence.

And if I decide that he was murdered?

- I won't censor you.
- Even if I find out

that it was done by powerful people?

Follow the evidence
wherever it takes you.

I need outside-the-box thinking.

- How long do I have?
- Two weeks.

Brief me in a week,
I'll get you more time.

But I need something.

Something 60 Minutes doesn't have.

All right, you...

You told me that I could
interview somebody

who knew Epstein in prison?

Yes. This way.

No, no, no, no. I want him.

No. That's Niko.

- He's a liar.
- Yeah, it's better if you talk to someone else.

Was Niko there that night?

Then-then I want to talk to him.

He used to stand just inside that door.

We talked a lot.

He gave me investment
advice about index funds

that I'm definitely going to follow.

Do you remember anything
about the night that he died?

He was kind of chatty
that night, said he, uh,

had doubts about the
Jets' starting quarterback.

And then he said something weird.

He said, right before he
was arrested, on his jet,

he took care of the
most important thing.

What was that?

I have no idea.

Any idea what this is about?

Nope.

But an unscheduled midweek meeting?

Never good.

The coffee's better
up here, though, huh?

Mm.

Ah, good morning. Thank you
for starting your day with me.

I will make this quick.

You are the heads of all
of our major departments,

and you're doing an amazing job.

That... Yes.

Yes. Applause. Indeed, indeed.

Well-deserved. Worth it.

I have very good news for everyone.

Here it comes.

One of the reasons for these mergers

is the great opportunity for synergy.

It gives us the-the chance
to hone our operations,

to create greater communication,
to maximize profits.

I mean, y-you carefully
sand a piece of wood

in order to reduce
the chance of slivers.

Now, as department heads,

I want you to take a look at
your lawyers and associates,

and then I want you to come
back to me with suggestions

for reductions of 20%.

We've made copies of
your personnel lists.

Just go through them.

Put an "X" next to

whoever you think we
might be able to reduce.

We will handle notification,
severance packages and the like.

Now, look, there are
exciting days ahead.

Let us remember the words of the master:

"Only when we are soft and pliable

can we be hard and strong".

You're dictating our staffing levels.

I don't consider it dictating.

- What do you consider it?
- Stewardship.

Which, by the way, significantly
increases all our incomes.

Except for the people who are fired.

You can't force us to lay
off 20% of our employees.

How do you figure?

Because we agreed
that for the first year,

we would be allowed to
supervise our own shop.

- It's in our contract.
- And you are.

I'm not telling you who to let go.

Just put an "X" by their name.

We'll take care of the rest of it.

There are so many files
to go through here.

This is just the first truckload.

We're gonna be at this for weeks.

We're gonna need a system
to get this organized.

Who wrote all these reports?

Oh, there it is. All right.

Okay, let's put the... let's
put the medical evidence here,

we'll put the correspondence here,

and let's put the interviews
with the prison officials here.

I've never worked on a
case this famous before.

I know, right?

This is criminal charges
and victims' accounts?

Okay, why don't you get a team of three

and go through all of that?

Okay, look, find any evidence

that argues for murder or
suicide, you put it here.

Murder. He was killed by the Trumps.

- Oh, come on.
- You blame everything on the Trumps.

Nobody in Trumpland is organized
enough to pull this off.

- Why not the Clintons?
- You sound like right-wing talk radio.

Bill was on the Lolita Express, too.

Hey! Wait, no.

No. No conspiracy theories,

no... no insane charges.

Everything we do, we need
evidence, so let's start here.

Epstein was a middle-aged white man.

That is the demographic most
likely to die by suicide.

It says here suicide
rate in pretrial jails

is three times higher
than in other prisons.

Yes, but the last suicide in
that jail was 21 years ago.

It was unusual.

Yeah, but Epstein knew that he was going

to prison for the rest of his life.

So let's not rule out
the simplest explanation.

Actually, there are two autopsy reports.

One by a private examiner.

- Paid for by the family?
- So?

Maybe he's just telling
them what they want to hear.

He thinks that Epstein's injuries

are more consistent with homicide.

Broken blood vessels in the eyes,

broken hyoid bone and cartilage.

But the official report
says that injuries like that

- are not unusual in hanging.
- They got a reason

- to protect their own asses.
- Key words there are "official report".

Look, why is it so hard to
believe that a professional,

well-respected medical examiner
could be telling the truth?

Look, Epstein ties his
bedsheets into a noose, right?

Then he tied it around his neck.

It's not gonna be a clean,
sharp cut like this.

His weight is gonna push
the noose up like that.

Uh, actually, I feel like...

Guys.

Okay, whoa, whoa, whoa, wait.

Wait, wait. You guys.

He could've... he could've
paid someone else

- to break his neck.
- Or someone had him killed.

- Oh, back to Trump again.
- Well, of course it goes back to Trump.

If the tiny glove fits...

All right, l-let's...
let's stay on track.

Liz, Liz, uh, we need to talk.

Oh. All right. Just, uh,
give me... give me one minute.

We start with the obvious.

But suicide isn't the obvious.

That's just the official version.

This is everything that had to go wrong

for Epstein to commit suicide.

Start with the suicide
attempt a few weeks earlier.

This was July 23, right
after he'd been denied bail.

They found him unconscious in his cell.

There was video of
this suicide attempt...

Isn't that the video
of his actual suicide?

No, this was a week earlier.

It's a different missing video.

They put him on suicide
watch for less than a week.

Then Epstein was taken off suicide watch

and placed...

So, everyone gets a cellmate

except for the suicidal man?

It's the worst jail in America.

What do you expect?

Reportedly understaffed

as a result of a hiring
freeze imposed by who?

- The Trump administration.
- Why am I not surprised?

- Why am I not surprised?
- The second M.E. said

that the noose found
in the autopsy report

did not match the wounds on his neck.

That is consistent with homicide.

Who cares about the autopsy report?

- Um, uh...
- Hey, guys.

There is another way to look at this.

Now, everybody loves a puzzle.

I get that.

Everybody loves the secret
word that solves everything.

But let's not call conspiracy

something that could just
as easily be described

as incompetence.

Now, look, I have workers
come to my house every week.

I mean, every damn week
to fix a broken faucet.

They say they fixed it.
About a week goes by,

I have to call somebody
else to fix their work.

That's not a conspiracy.
That is incompetence.

People do just enough work to get by.

So the camera was broken
outside of Epstein's cell.

Incompetence.

The guards were surfing the
Web, and then they fell asleep.

Incompetence.

The prison didn't
secure the crime scene.

Incompetence. I mean, that is America.

Okay.

All right, so we start with suicide.

I want to agree with Adrian.

I'm not into conspiracy theories,

but, um...

let's just look at 2006.

Epstein got arrested for
abusing underage girls,

and guess what happened.

He was let off with a
single count of prostitution.

The FBI found 34 victims
and could have found more,

but they were shut down.

We believe that we
proceeded appropriately.

Epstein was supposed to go to prison,

but he got let out every day

and raped more underage girls.

And then, for eight years,
he was supposed to check in

with the New York Police

every 90 days because he
was a Level 3 sex offender.

And you know how often he checked in?

Never.

So, what are you saying?

Well, we all have to obey the law.

I mean, if we're told
that we have to check in

with the police every 90 days, we do it.

But certain people don't have to.

They're given special treatment.

Epstein had friends in high places,

and then they stopped being
his friends, and they started

worrying about him.

And that's why he's dead.

Well, I'm so glad you
don't believe in...

conspiracy theories.

That is America.

That is not incompetence.

It's a special fucking
off-ramp for the well-connected.

Okay.

All right, let's just...

split into three groups:

medical evidence,

post-death facts, pretrial facts.

Facts.

So... we were just upstairs

for a synergy talk.

Okay. What does that mean?

We have to reduce our payroll by 20%.

- What? Wha...
- Yep. 20.

Payroll? What, as-as-as
in office space or... ?

No, no. Lawyers.

So we've been putting some
initial thoughts together,

seeing if there's anybody
we could agree on.

Well, we can agree we're not
gonna lose 20% of our lawyers.

We have a lot of paralegals.

- What about Goldie?
- No. She's really bright

and has excellent research skills,

and paralegals aren't
gonna get us there.

- I for one could lose Kevin.
- Are you kidding?

The-the associates look up to him.

We'd have a mutiny on our hands.

- Uh, Lucy?
- No. No.

- In fact, she deserves a raise.
- This is gonna look like

a disaster to our clients.

Like the firm is going down

and we're throwing the ballast over.

Yeah, I know.

So... who do we let go?

Have you heard from any
character witnesses yet?

We talked to one of
his friends in prison.

Epstein had a friend in prison?

Epstein told him he took care of

the most important thing on
the jet before he got arrested.

- What was the most important thing?
- No idea,

but he was arrested getting off
of his private jet at Teterboro.

That was the last time he was free.

So I was thinking we should go through

the police photos of the arrest,
see who else was on the jet.

I guess he could have talked
to one of his staff members.

What?

I know him.

Wha... Who is it?

Andreas.

Hairdresser to the stars.

How do you know a
hairdresser to the stars?

Bianca?

So, Julius, you're a federal employee.

Is what you're coming forward with

based on a reasonable belief

that there's been a violation
of the law, gross mismanagement

or abuse of authority?

So fraud, waste or abuse?

Abuse of authority.

I am all ears.

What exactly is he protected from?

Anything that constitutes retaliation.

- 5-USC-2302 makes it a federal crime.
- And who enforces this?

The Office of the Inspector General.

That would be me.

Okay.

- You ready?
- Yeah.

There is a document titled Memo 618.

What do you need?

Hi. Is Andreas in?

What time is your appointment?

Oh, uh, no, I don't...
I don't have an appointment.

Ma'am, Andreas is booked
two months in advance.

Uh, I can pencil a consultation in

for... September.

Tell him it's Lucca
Quinn from Saint Lucia.

Yeah, unfortunately,
Andreas is quite busy.

Maybe another time.

Tell him I'm... Bianca's friend.

Yeah, there's a lady here who
said she's Bianca's friend.

- Lucca Quinn.
- Lucca!

- Andreas, hi.
- Hi.

Uh, reschedule Mrs. Roth for tomorrow.

- Oh, she just had her hair wash.
- Well, then, blow-dry it

- and tell her I'm busy.
- Oh, no, I don't need a cut.

- I just have a-a question.
- Come back, come back.

Sorry. I-I didn't know who you were.

She's new. I'm firing her.

- Oh, no, not for me.
- No, not because of you.

'Cause she's useless.
Get out of the chair.

Go ahead. Go. Go.

Thank you.

Sit.

How long? Three weeks?

Uh, yeah, but I'm
thinking of growing it out.

I see some damage here.

Adona shampoo?

- Janguree conditioner?
- Yes.

You might as well pour
concrete on your hair.

These. Use these.

Thank you.

Uh, but I'm here about
one of your clients.

Oh, Bianca hasn't been in in a week.

Oh, no. Um, Jeffrey Epstein?

Get out of here.

He is unequivocally
not an official client.

I only cut his hair as
a favor to Ghislaine.

I don't want to get caught
up in any of his mess.

Yeah, but you were on a flight with him

- right before his arrest.
- It was a midflight haircut.

He knew he was being arrested.
He wanted to look good.

Plus, prison haircuts are just brutal.

Who else was on the flight?

I shouldn't be talking about this.

- It's not safe.
- Okay.

On the plane, did Epstein
seem nervous? Worried?

No, no, I was the one that was nervous.

- Why?
- Because...

- Nothing.
- Andreas, what?

Nothing.

You are lying, and
you're terrible at it.

Just lean in toward me and whisper.

I can't.

I'll tell you a secret
if you tell me yours.

What secret?

No, you first.

He gave me an envelope.

Epstein did? Why?

No, y-your turn.

I played poker with four of the
most powerful women in the world.

Fuck you. You did not.

Bianca and who else?

Why would he give you an envelope?

- Beyoncé?
- No.

It better not be some political woman,

- someone I don't know.
- You'll know all of them.

Andreas, tell me.

He...

He knew Ghislaine was a friend of mine

and that she'd be in
in a couple of weeks

to pick it up... the envelope.
But she never showed.

I think she's in hiding.

Or dead.

So, you still have it?

Can I see it?

You never opened it?

No.

Maybe I should hold on to it.

This video is to establish
chain of custody for an envelope

reportedly given by Jeffrey Epstein

to his employee and girlfriend,
Ghislaine Maxwell.

It is Thursday, May 21, 2020,

and we have been given
permission by Wilbur Dincon,

U.S. attorney for the
Southern District of New York,

to open this envelope and
record its contents in accordance

with our mission as investigators

of Mr. Epstein's death. Go ahead.

All right, the envelope is now open.

And, uh...

There appears to be a key inside.

No apparent markings.

And, uh...

there's a ten-digit
number on the other side.

Okay.

All right.

There appears to be

an eight-and-a-half-by-11
letter folded in thirds.

Nothing on the outside of the letter.

We will now open the letter.

And...

there is handwriting on the inside,

which reads...

"If I'm dead, watch out for Bud".

Whoa, who's Bud?

- The killer?
- We are now

comparing the handwriting

to the last note Mr.
Epstein wrote in his cell,

and they appear to be
written by the same hand.

Wait, what's that?

What is that?

What is that?

Is it a code?

"Lady M.S.".

Or a-a bank account?

Maybe.

And who is Lady M.S.?

A pet name for Ghislaine, maybe?

We have a new lead.

"Bud".

Is it someone who had
it out for Epstein?

Why would he fear him?

Uh, let's see, I'll take, uh, Mike,

John, Damian and Linda
to pursue that lead.

All right, who wants
to check these numbers?

This could be a bank account.
Cayman Islands? Uh, a safe?

We can take that.
Epstein was always trying

to hide money from his victims.

Plus, those underage girls are
still trying to recover damages,

so a hidden account
means more to recover.

Good, and last, the key.

- What does it open?
- Uh, Marissa and I have the key.

Okay, good. Good, good, good.

All right, let's get moving.
We'll get back

- together this afternoon.
- Hey, Liz?

- Hey, we need to...
- Okay, all right.

Anything you can find.

Bud... dead or alive.

This is a manufacturer's stamp.

We should be able to track
down where it was made.

Good.

Did you hear?

What?

We are all going to be fired.

- What?
- They're laying off 40%.

Just paralegals, right?

- No, us.
- What about investigators?

Fuck you. It all comes
down to you, doesn't it?

- Oh, my God!
- That's what they're in there talking about.

Who to fire.

Rosalyn has the fewest billable hours.

Oh, because she had an appendectomy.

We don't fire people
because they're sick.

Felicia... she's the newest associate.

- And the smartest.
- Mm.

Adrian?

J-Just...

You know, we do have two investigators.

What if we refuse to do this?

And get dismissed by our firm?

No.

What if we buy ourselves out?

Our merger agreement stipulates
that partnership rights revert

if we exercise our option
within the first year

to refund the purchase.

How much?

20 million.

That's a lot.

We've had a good year, Diane.

Not a $20 million year.

You know, Dincon implied
more work could come our way

if we come through with
this Epstein review.

And if we get a bank
loan for the rest...

Our bank won't do that.

I make a few promises, they might.

- Promise of future profits?
- Maybe. Let me...

make a few calls.

We have got to get out of this now.

We let them downsize us, we all know...

- it's just the beginning.
- Okay.

Just let-let's not make any
promises that we can't keep.

I just had this...

really odd moment of déjà vu.

Being married...

we had the exact same conversation.

How'd that work out?

We made promises we couldn't keep.

Yep.

Yeah, this is one of mine.

My manufacturer stamp's right there.

Can you tell us who ordered it?

The cheap fucker died owing me $190.

Add that to his rap sheet.

- Epstein?
- I'm not saying,

but... yeah.

Is there any way to
match a key to a property

- or a locker or anything?
- No.

But even if there was, I
couldn't tell you anything.

What if we paid his bill?

Okay, uh, $190.

With tax, 202.

I only have 45.

Oh, okay.

Uh, what's this key to?

Mm, in the hand first.

What is it to?

No idea.

Oh, come on!

We probably cut 300 of these
for his homes all over the world.

- Thanks for nothing.
- Talk to his architect.

She's the one who wanted them cut.

She probably knows more.

"If I'm dead, watch out for Bud".

Who is Bud?

What have we found?

Nothing... no known associates,

- no family, no friends.
- And no one from prison.

Well, have you checked
Prince Andrew's people?

And anyone connected to Ghislaine.

What if, instead of a name,

it's... it's initials?

I mean, "Bud", it's all in caps.

Well, if it's B.U.D.,

then we should be looking at
last names beginning with "D"

in Epstein's little black book.

"Dafoe"... I found a lawyer,

Benjamin Dafoe,

but there's no middle name listed.

Got him... his Wikipedia page.

"Benjamin Ulrich Dafoe".

Oh.

I'll call him.

Are you sure this is

an official investigation?

Because I've been dealing
with a lot of lookie-loos

who want an Epstein souvenir.

- No, I...
- Or worse,

they come in pretending
they want a consultation

just so they can yell at me,

"How could you enable that predator?!"

Did Epstein ever mention
anyone named Bud?

Someone he might have been afraid of?

No, but he never confided in me.

Especially after 1992.

He said everything
went bad after November.

- Why 1992?
- He didn't say.

These are all the properties
I designed for him.

I wanted to be his Julia Morgan.

I wanted to give him
his own Hearst Castle.

But Epstein's taste
was shit, disgusting.

Cantera stone! Cantera stone!

Fountains from an Orange County mall.

Can't be Julia Morgan when
your patron is an idiot.

What are these?

Well, his various properties.

Epstein definitely got
weirder as he got older.

The Zorro ranch in New Mexico,

what a nightmare.

That's where he wanted a maternity ward

for all his young pregnancies.

Now, if you don't mind,

I'm designing an airport in Norway.

Certainly.

I'm so sorry. I just left
my phone on your desk.

There's got to be a pattern.

- Forget the numbers.
- What about this one?

Anything?

Are you hearing any
more about the layoffs?

No, but you can cut the
paranoia with a knife.

How's it going in there?

It's an exercise in futility.

No bank account yet, and
"Lady M.S." could be...

Lady M's bakery, Lady Morgan Stanley,

"lady multiple sclerosis", but...

"Lady Morgan Sidney"?

No, "Stanley".

Don't-don't get excited.

She died in 1859.

Give me a second. Okay.

When they come around to firing
us, tell Boseman I solved this.

- Why me to tell Boseman?
- Because he respects you.

He's just as likely to fire
me. What have you got?

And there it is.

What is this?

Space Relations.

It's a novel that Bill Barr's
father wrote in the '70s.

- Wait, Attorney General Bill Barr?
- Yeah.

It's about sex slaves in space.

- How do you know this?
- I like sci-fi.

The hero's love interest in it
is called "Lady Morgan Sidney".

Is that just a coincidence?

Well, Donald Barr wrote the novel

when he was headmaster at Dalton,

which is where he hired
Jeffrey Epstein to be teacher.

Wait. William Barr's
father hired Epstein

- to work with children?
- Yes.

I think Epstein was telling Ghislaine

to find something in this book.

It's how they probably
communicated secretly.

So, what do these numbers mean?

Yes, I'm Benjamin

Ulrich Dafoe, but trust me,

no one has ever called me "Bud".

And no one has ever needed
to "watch out" for me.

Especially not that asshole.

When did you decide your
former client was an asshole?

Probably about the time he
ditched me for Dershowitz.

At least I didn't get a massage,
like that shyster.

And for the purposes of
any potential lawsuit,

"shyster" is just my opinion,
not a statement of fact.

Then Epstein had some two-bit lawyer

- in the Virgin Islands redo his will.
- Why did he do that?

Mm, if Epstein's estate

was set up in the Virgin Islands,

his victims would have a hard time

getting at his money.

Alleged victims.

He was a vindictive motherfucker.

It makes sense he wouldn't want
those girls getting his money.

And he put a lot of thought into
what would happen after he died.

Did he ever mention
somebody he was afraid of?

He was afraid of everyone.

- He had something on everyone.
- Anyone named Bud?

No, but I heard him
mention Bud a few times.

In what context?

Look, I'll tell you if you promise

you'll take down Dershowitz.

Why? Is he Bud?

No, but I still hate his guts.

The guy would sell his grandmother

to suck up to the rich and famous.

And for the purposes of
any potential lawsuit,

that's just my opinion,
not a statement of fact.

Mr. Dafoe, Bud.

Right. Epstein.

He was obsessed with the future.

Uh, he kept trying to get a professor

at the U of C on the payroll.

Um, Ira Nofzinger.

Epstein loved that guy...
he kept talking to him

- on the phone about Bud.
- In what way?

No idea. I mean, Epstein had that ranch

in New Mexico, 10,000 acres.

He was gonna impregnate
a hundred young girls,

try to keep his dynasty alive, whatever.

It's not my business. Talk to Nofzinger.

And remember, watch out for Dershowitz.

That asshole will sue
you at the drop of a hat.

And for the purposes of any
potential lawsuit, "asshole",

- that's just my opinion, not a statement...
- Okay.

All right, these numbers
are in groups of three.

- Mm-hmm.
- And notice how the first numbers are larger...

uh, 204, 161, 165...

and the last of the
three numbers are lower,

lower than 12?

- Yeah. Meaning?
- My guess is,

the first number's a page number,

second number is how many lines down,

and the last number is how
many words across on that line.

Let's try it.

First number: 81.

Eighty... one.

- Next number: 31.
- 31.

- 11.
- 11.

"Call".

Julius Cain.

Officers? Is everything all right?

- You're under arrest.
- For what?

Please turn around, sir.
Show me your hands.

When I search you,

is there anything that will stick me?

There must be some
confusion. I'm a judge.

- Turn around, sir, now.
- Wait, wait, wait.

I need to make a phone call.

You need to follow instructions, sir.

- I... Hey! I need...
- Turn around.

- Get your hands up now.
- Hey! Wait! Stop...

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and
will be used against you

in a court of law.

- Uh, 25.
- 25.

Okay, and that's the last one. Six.

- "Hours".
- "Hours".

What do you got?

"Call Bill.

He will have...

12 hours".

What do you think?

Bill? Bill Barr.

I mean, it's his father's novel, right?

Do you ever feel like this
is getting out of hand?

Like the more we dig,
the more there is to dig?

I don't know, but what can we do

but keep digging?

I deeply regret ever
associating with him.

But, hey, Stephen
Hawking was his friend.

He even went down to Epstein's
island in the Caribbean.

So, if Hawking could
do it, why couldn't I?

Well, we heard he enjoyed
spending time with you.

I think he liked being on our campus.

He used to show up in
a Harvard sweatshirt.

He never went there. I checked.

He had the scientific
mind of a teenage boy.

He was into alien abductions, cryonics.

I told him, you can't reanimate
frozen tissue, not yet.

We're still experimenting.

But he was intent on living forever,

- coming back like Disney.
- And the ranch in New Mexico?

His absolute favorite
topic was eugenics.

He wanted to impregnate 20
exceptional, high-IQ women.

We heard Epstein kept
talking to you about "Bud".

No.

I remember him saying,
"I got to look after Bud",

but I didn't know who
he was talking about.

Wait, wait. Uh, did
he say "look after Bud"

or "look out for Bud"?

I don't... What's the difference?

Was Bud someone that he was afraid of,

or was it someone he was protecting?

I don't know.

Okay, so what if we
were wrong about Bud?

What if Epstein meant "defend Bud",

- not "beware of him"?
- And-and if that's true,

then does that change
anything for our teams? Anyone?

- Lucca?
- No, not for us, but we do think

we deciphered the
numbers in the envelope.

Really? What?

Jay?

Uh, we think "Lady M.S."
refers to Lady Morgan Sidney

in a sci-fi novel about sex slaves

called Space Relations.

- What?
- It's a book written by Donald Barr,

the father of Attorney
General Bill Barr.

- What the fuck?
- We think the numbers were a way

for Epstein and
Ghislaine to communicate.

It's a simple book cipher.

It translates as...

- "Call Bill. He will have 12 hours".
- Bill who?

Bill Barr... which means
this could be about Trump.

Oh, God, back to Trump again.

Well, who else? Think about Dershowitz.

- He defended Epstein and Trump.
- What about the other Bill?

Bill Clinton. They both had

- something to worry about...
- Oh, God,

- from Epstein.
- the biggest conspiracy theory in history.

- What about Prince Andrew?
- Yeah, let's just dig up

- Vince Foster and ask him.
- Can we start narrowing our focus?

I mean, this is sounding
a bit Pizzagate-ish.

Epstein was part of a
global pedophile ring

that was supported
by intelligence services,

and that is Pizzagate.

- But a real one.
- Where are you getting intelligence services?

Those are Alex Acosta's words.
He was the federal prosecutor

who gave Epstein such a
light plea deal back in Florida.

And the man that Trump
made his Labor Secretary.

- Oh, my God. Trump.
- Okay, okay, can we just

keep it to one conspiracy
theory at a time, please.

Acosta told people that Epstein
belonged to intelligence.

That's why the underage girls...

Donald Barr was OSS,
and Bill Barr was CIA.

- That's it.
- Okay. Oh, um, Marissa,

- do you have anything on the key?
- I do.

It led to Epstein's
architect, who had this.

What is this? His Manhattan home?

No, it looks like his temple
on his island in the Caribbean.

- He has a temple?
- Yeah. Here.

- What is it for?
- No one knows.

Maybe sex, maybe music.

- Okay, so this-this... this is a dead end?
- Not necessarily.

- I'll look into it.
- No. No. We-we need to have some dead ends.

- I mean, this is... this is getting nuts.
- Oh, and there was

one other thing: the architect said

Epstein told her everything
went south for him in 1992.

- What happened then?
- No idea. She didn't say.

Wait.

- Did she say what month?
- Yeah.

November. Why?

- What's going on?
- Nothing.

It's just a thought to pursue.

Eli Gold had a friend
who was a cheerleader.

Okay.

I have to ask Marissa
if she remembers her.

You guys...

we need to talk.

Chase is willing to lend us ten million.

- Really?
- Yeah.

- Is there a "but"?
- A small one.

The firm's assets are
not enough collateral.

And you look happy because... ?

We can still secure the
loan if we use our houses.

Uh, what?

Look, they were just
estimating our property values,

but they believe that
will put us over the line.

This is insane. This is...

- They believe that can get us over the line.
- No, I am a single mother.

- I am not risking my house.
- Hold on.

Liz, we get the firm back,
we pay the money back.

- How do you know?
- Because I know how much

- we used to take in, Diane.
- "Past performance

does not predict future results".

Especially with us.

I mean, we lost... we lost Chumhum,

we had the fallout from my dad.

And let us not forget why we
joined STR Laurie in the first place.

Liz, it's our only move.

Now, we are building revenue every day.

Now, you say you've got Dincon engaged.

If we don't get out
from under STR Laurie,

ain't no telling what's next.

They don't value our work,
our-our employees,

our-our history or our culture.

They want us for our black
faces on their diversity reports.

This recently unearthed
footage from November 1992

shows future president Donald Trump

entertaining Jeffrey Epstein
at his Mar-a-Lago estate.

The two men seem quite friendly,

dancing, enjoying themselves,

and at one point, apparently
sharing a private joke.

All around them are cheerleaders

from the Buffalo Bills
and the Miami Dolphins.

Trump now seeks to downplay
his connection to Epstein,

but this footage proves that they shared

some fun-loving bachelor moments.

So... so you were there when
Jeffrey Epstein met Trump,

- Mrs. Feldman?
- Oh, yeah.

I was one of the cheerleaders.

Oh, that was a kick.

I mean, Donald kept
getting fresh, but...

Never grabbed my pussy, so...

Ah, I voted for him. Why not?

Did you happen to hear

what they said to each other?

- Who?
- Trump and Epstein.

Oh. Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah, I was right there.

Uh, I was supposed to hang on their arms

and make them feel wanted,

and they just kept saying,
"Do you think she's hot?"

"I think she's hot".
"I think she's hot".

That's it?

Yeah, well, nothing presidential,

if that's what you're wondering.

Um, anything about "Bud"?

How do you know about that?

What?

Bud.

Well, that was the weirdest thing.

That... that really stayed with me.

What?

Well, Trump leaned into Jeffee...

oh, I had to call him "Jeffee"...

and, uh, he whispered,

"How's Bud?" And then
Jeffee whispered back,

"No problems".

And that was it.

And why was that weird?

Well, because they
both got really serious.

Like they... like
they had to be careful.

Like they were worried.

Did he have a dog? Maybe
they were talking about his dog.

All we know is that
Trump somehow knew Bud,

or maybe still does, but we
still don't know who Bud is.

I just heard back on 4chan.

- What? What did they say?
- Why are we on 4chan?

Epstein's death was first reported,

even before the mainstream media,

by a poster on 4chan,

someone with insider knowledge.

- Is that true?
- Yuh-huh. And I just wrote to him,

asking if Bill Barr is involved,
and why was 12 hours a deadline?

Okay, okay. What are
we talking about here?

We-we think we may have
deciphered a message.

- I'll-I'll tell you later.
- "Barr picked up Epstein's body

within 12 hours.

It was taken to the Virgin Islands".

- The fuck?
- That's why the code read:

"Call Bill. He'll have 12 hours".

Wait a second, wait a second.
What-what-what's going on?

NBC News reported that
a mysterious associate

picked up Epstein's body
from the medical examiner.

He wouldn't give his name,

and he's never been identified.

And you think the attorney
general of the United States

is that person?

It makes as much sense as anything else.

- No, it doesn't.
- Wait, I just wrote to him, asking,

"I thought Epstein
was buried in Florida",

and he just wrote back...

"Check the tomb. It's empty".

Oh, come... What is going on here?

This... N-No. This is crazy.

All these theories are built
on a hairdresser's envelope.

If it's a prank, then
all of this is bullshit.

- The government charges Julius Cain...
- Judge Cain.

... Julius Cain with violating
Chapter 18, USC 201,

a Chapter 4 felony, punishable
by up to 15 years imprisonment.

We allege he accepted
bribes from a plaintiff

- in an eminent domain case.
- Your Honor,

Judge Cain pleads not guilty

and should be released
on bail to await trial.

He has extensive ties to the community

and is not a flight risk.

This is retribution?

- For whistleblowing?
- That's my guess.

We left the inspector general,
and the next day I get arrested.

How could they know? How
could... How do they know?

So maybe it's her clerk.

Or...

Or... ?

The inspector general.

If that's so, what do I do?

Fight.

That was fast.

So, who are you cutting?

Everyone made a good-faith effort

to reduce the staff, Gavin,
but in the end, the...

the arrangement didn't work for us.

No hard feelings.

I don't understand.

Uh, we are prepared to buy
our way out of the partnership,

as enumerated in the contract.

Ah, yes, well, that is
certainly your right.

- Within the first year.
- Good.

And we're ready. We have
the 20 million required.

You mean 80 million.

No, 20 million.

We all signed a merger agreement
that stresses "20 million".

Uh, no.

The contract says 20, provided,
according to clause 46-B,

that all Reddick/Boseman name partners

earn more in revenue after the merger

than they did the year prior.

Which we did.

- No, you didn't.
- Oh, my God.

What?

That's why you gave it to me.

It wasn't a gift. It was a curse.

Fuck.

- Pro bono.
- He gave me pro bono cases

to keep my billable hours low.

Well, I-I also knew that
you'd be good at it, too.

You fucker.

Diane. Name-calling?

We're all on the same side here.

You set me up, just to
keep us from leaving.

I'm a jealous boss.

I don't want you to leave.

I want to cling close
to you, like a vine.

Also, I kind of like
the look on your face

that you were outplayed.

The Zen master said

that "in every experience
there is a lesson".

And the lesson here is
that you three are fucked.

Can... can you call the bank?

Yes.

Liz.

Shit.

As you can see, the amount
of suspicious activity

surrounding Epstein's death
is... it's extraordinary.

The number of things that
went wrong in the prison...

The number of people
that wanted him dead?

And the note he left Ghislaine Maxwell,

uh, "Watch out for Bud".

Mm, the note he left
with the hairdresser?

Uh, a celebrity hairstylist.

He was also a part

of a global pedophile
ring that was supported

by intelligence services.

Well...

this is very extensive work.

We're nowhere near done.

We'll need at least a few more weeks.

We have a team down
in the Virgin Islands

checking out Epstein's island.

And we have a key that we need to check.

And what is this?

Oh, uh, this is a-a code

that reads: "Call Bill.
He will have 12 hours".

Hmm. And what is that from?

It's from a book Epstein referenced.

It's a novel written
by Bill Barr's father.

It's about space
and-and-and some sex slaves.

And people...

All right, so...

where are we left?

Uh, well, you-you said you wanted us

- to think outside the box.
- And... ?

And, um, well, uh,
Epstein had odd interests,

and he seemed to want to live forever.

Uh, uh, we're not sure if
Bud is someone he feared

or-or-or something he lost.

Bud seems to be just one piece

of the puzzle we can't figure out.

Okay.

Why don't we take a pause?

- A pause?
- Yeah.

I think we've gotten a
little lost in the weeds here.

You've done some great work,
but once we get into...

this kind of conjecture, I can't use it.

I'm sorry.

We will send someone
to pick up your notes

and work product,
along with the materials

left for Ms. Maxwell, including the key.

We'll have to get that to you.

Fine.

Mr. Dincon?

Hmm?

What is Memo 618?

Why do you ask?

Jeffrey Epstein's life was built on it.

Then you have your answer.

You should come home.
The investigation's over.

DOJ is shutting us down.

But why would they do that?

- We're so close.
- Yeah, well, in hindsight,

I-I think we shouldn't have
let ourselves get carried away.

I mean, what we found might
have been an interesting story,

but it-it doesn't mean
that it was the truth.

- Okay, we'll head back.
- Good.

And bring the key.

Well, as long as we're here,

we might as well go ahead with it.

Good with me.

Wow.

Not a lot of room for
sex or sacrifices in here.

He never threw anything away.

This is what happens when you die.

You leave everything for
your relatives to clean up.

"Welcome back, Mr.
Epstein, from 34 students

in period-three science
class, the Dalton School".

"Don't lose the fur coat".

So, this is the room on the blueprint,

the one that read "Bud"?

- Yeah.
- So, where's Bud?

Bud could be anything.
One of the statues.

One of the packages.

Whatever this thing is in here.

We're never gonna get through all this.

Uh, give me the key.

What?

Look.

Oh, my God.

We're solving this. We are
solving this, you and I.

Wait, wait, wait.

What do you think is on the other side?

- Bud.
- Or Epstein.

Bill Barr brought him down here,
and he's alive and hidden,

- like in Parasite.
- Never saw it.

What? How have you not seen it?

It won the Oscar.

- It was a historic win...
- Do you want to open it?

Okay. Yeah.

Okay.

That's how all mysteries
end, don't they?

Empty, pointless, stupid.

We were the stupid ones
for obsessing on "Bud".

It probably had nothing to do with him.

Just a nickname for
something or someone.

Yeah.

I think we lost track of the real story.

Mm.

The underage girls.

We were chasing a whodunit
in the middle of a tragedy.

We better go.

- Motorboat is back in ten minutes.
- Okay.

Bye, Mr. Epstein.

Have fun in hell.