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Previously on
Fatal Attraction...

"You are fantastic."

MAN Well, he's definitely leaving

the door open.

Leaving it up to you

to walk through it, though.

But that is what he wants me

to do, though?

She's building a world

in her fucking head
because you were mad

you were gonna have to wait
to be a fucking judge, man.

"Ruined" is such a weird word

to use about people,

about their lives, but

you've been seen.

She's a stalker.

I don't even know
where she lives.

Yeah, I need to...

figure out what to do about
how your prints are all over

the bathroom sink...

Get the fuck up.
...kitchen, bedframe

that you say you've never seen.

I did not kill her,
and I'm going to prove it.

Thank God for Mike.

It's a shitshow up there
with all the reporters.

He snuck me out the back

before they can
get their shit together.

They found the body?

Did they actually find it?

I mean, I don't know
for sure, but...

They're not exactly
sharing information with me

at this point, but,
given everything that's happened

with Brooker
and everything else,

I think we have to assume yes.

Sorry.

We should go.

Julia called to make sure
the bail money went through,

and to check on you.

God, those guys, they're...

Believers.

So who's gonna prep me
to testify?

Because, no offense, but I think
it should be him. I'm worried

there's just gonna be
a part of me that doesn't

take it seriously because
of all the fights we've had

over the years,
and how I always won them.

Also, I was thinking,
the jury's gonna be

reading the room
from the get-go.

We got to be a united front.

Yeah, so, I had a lot of time
to think about this

last night while
I wasn't sleeping,

and what I'm thinking is...

I can't tell them
that I had an affair.

- What?
- If I do, the jurors,

they're not gonna believe
anything else I have to say.

I'm just gonna be the bastard
who betrayed his family,

and the prosecutors will play
that card 'cause it works.

I can't let them
convict me of murder

just 'cause they don't like me.

Okay, but that is...
that's an enormous risk.

I mean, does Cabral,
is he on board with it?

I'm not gonna ask him.

I can't tell him the truth
about the affair

because, if I testify and I lie,

I'm perjuring myself,
and he's suborning it.

He's a pain in the ass,
but he's not unethical.

What's the point
of having a lawyer

if you can't confer about...

His only job is to show
that there's no proof

that I did it. He doesn't want
to know the truth.

No good defense attorney does.

And since I didn't
commit the crime,

all I have to do
is give him a strategy

- that he can use.
- Which is what?

Stalker? Delusional stalker?

Yes, stalker,
delusional, obsessive.

What couldn't happen
to a person like that?

If you testify, and they ask you
about the affair on the stand,

you're gonna have to lie, and
you're not a good liar, Beth.

I can't let you do that.

They want to hear that I believe

that you would never be capable
of killing somebody.

We'll be fine. I don't care.

I do.

♪ Well, I love a rainy night ♪

♪ I love a rainy night ♪

♪ I love to hear the thunder,
watch the lightning ♪

♪ When it lights up the sky ♪

♪ You know it makes me
feel good ♪

♪ Well, I love
a rainy night... ♪

Two selections.
Salty or sweet?

Oh, please, sweet.

♪ Rain on my lips... ♪

- I guess I can...
- Okay.

- I can take that one?
- Yes.

That's the one I was gonna take.

♪ Showers wash all my ♪

♪ Cares away ♪

♪ I wake up... ♪

Let's sit.

Mmm.
I like this one, it's so good.

Here, come on.
You have to try it. Come here.

Okay.

Mmm.

Right?

Mm-hmm.

♪ Well, I love a rainy night. ♪

"Superstar"?

It's a little overkill
for mini golf, but good for you.

And where is your
superstar trophy?

Nowhere.

I shot a 76.

Every hole took him
three strokes. Sometimes more.

That is so strange
because you're great

at putting, according to you.

Right, on a real golf course
with actual greens and not

cement covered
with mildewed carpet.

Mini golf is basically just
all putting, really, isn't it?

Quiet. Quiet, you.

What are we watching,
a little public television?

- It's Masterpiece Theatre.
- Yeah? What's it about?

No, wait, give me a second,
I'll tell you what it's about.

Lower-class girl
who works in the kitchens

falls in love
with the King of England?

It's Wednesday, Alex.
School tomorrow.

Go brush your teeth.

♪ People let me tell you
'bout my ♪

♪ Best friend ♪

♪ She's a warm-hearted person
who'll love me ♪

♪ Till the end, people ♪

♪ Let me tell you 'bout her,
she's so much fun ♪

♪ 'Cause she's my best friend ♪

♪ Yeah, she's my best friend,
la, la, la, la ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la, la,
la, la, la, la, la. ♪

How good are those eggs?

They're really good.
- Yeah? How would you know?

For a smart guy,
you have some stupid hangups,

honey. It's a goddamn egg yolk.

You know what's actually scary?
The world.

What do you want to bet?

Hello?

Yeah, she's up.

How am I supposed
to do that, exactly?

Or do you want me to haul
a sick kid to the library

to be contagious all over
the periodicals room

just so I can look at want ads?

Yep.

Yep. We'll be here.

Making a federal case
about how hard it is for her

to get any time at work

to call home and check in,

like she even knows
what a hard time at work is.

Walk in my shoes, why don't you?

Walk in them
at these interviews.

Some kid who can't even
hold my jock

asking about my bona fides

when I could do their job
with a quarter of my ass.

Not to mention,
I went into engineering

to work in the defense industry,
combat systems,

not a goddamn utility company.

She acts like there's
no difference, a job's a job.

How do you even talk
to a woman like that?

You can't.

You can try, but they're just
never gonna get it.

Here we go.
Where's the clothespins?

What's your teacher's
name again?

Miss Ross.

She always has spit
in the corners of her mouth.

Ah, make sure you tell her
about these.

Make sure she knows,

while she was boring
the other kids to death all day,

we made our own sparklers.

Where's your father?

Where'd he say he was gonna be?

Well, he said
it was Henry's birthday.

Like I'm really supposed
to believe he'd choose to spend

four and a half hours
with Henry,

- no matter what day it is.
- Why not?

Aren't they, like,
friends from college?

So, he's with Henry?

Out, with Henry?

If that's what he said.

He did say that.

And so did you,

which is how I know
it's bullshit.

It must feel so...

wicked and fun

to have someone
to put things over on together.

Hmm?

Especially someone so stupid.

Can you even remember a time

when the two of you weren't
ganging up against me?

Me, either.

You are so proud

in thinking because
he trusts you to lie for him

that means he loves you.

When what it really means

is that
he doesn't love you, either.

No, no, I know. What do I know?

Nothing.

I don't know anything about him,
compared to you.

I don't know anything
about anything.

I guess, eventually,
we will see who knows what.

Or not.

Or maybe, one of these days,

you'll come home and...

I just won't be here anymore.

Just talk to her a little,

keep her entertained.
That so much to ask?

I don't even know
what her name is.

That's why you're acting
like such a brat

over someone asking
for one small favor?

It's Abby. Okay? Jesus wept.

Hi.
- Hey, ladies.

Hope you weren't waiting
too long.

Abby, this is my daughter Alex.

She took too long
to get ready because

she was so excited
to come meet you.

Have you been here before?

Because I think
that you are gonna

love it.

WOMAN
Let's go sit, okay?

You just went in my room
and took it?

- For her?
- What are you talking about?

What were you gonna say
when I realized it was gone?

Were you just gonna
let me think I was crazy?

I forgot, that's all.

Honestly, I didn't think
a 15-year-old would still care

about a toy, that's probably why
it slipped my mind, but...

It's not like
I was trying to upset you.

I'll just tell the kid
I made a mistake,

and you still want that thing.

Okay? I'm sure
she'll understand.

I'll make it up to her, somehow.

Okay?

Come on, they're waiting.

Deeply troubled,
delusional fixation.

Then Brooker...

...rush to judgement,
only suspect,

tunnel vision...
I mean,

this is how innocent people
end up on trial.

It can happen to any one of you.

I like that,

bringing the jury into that.
I like that.

Mm. (laughs) Uh,
political pressure, headlines,

victim of a broken system
you served so faithfully,

heinous crime
you did not commit.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- Ballpark?
- Yeah.

Okay.

That's the defense's
opening statement.

Now you tell me,

Deputy D.A. Gallagher,

what is Deputy D.A. Ruiz's
opening statement gonna be?

Daniel Gallagher
is an entitled man.

His father was an influential

and well-connected judge
who got him a powerful position

as a prosecutor
fresh out of law school.

RUIZ and DAN:
From his first day in that job,

Daniel Gallagher
did what he wanted

when he wanted,

with whomever he wanted.

Because that is what men
of privilege do.

Mm-hmm.

They think nothing
of engaging in sexual affairs

outside of their marriage

with women who work for them.

In this case, that woman

was Alexandra Forrest, whose job

was to support

and advocate
for victims of crime.

And when Dan Gallagher got...

tired of Alex Forrest,

he told her to go away,

and he expected her

to do what he said.

But she didn't.

And she made it very clear
that she wouldn't.

So, when a man of privilege

is faced with a threat

to his family,

his career, his reputation...

...what do you think

he might do?

As a homicide prosecutor,

my privilege is to speak
for the dead.

So, today,
I speak for Alex Forrest,

and I ask you, in her name,

to find Daniel Gallagher guilty

of murder.

Thank you.

We just wanted to
kind of talk, generally,

about goals and...

In the sense that
we're objective oriented

and competitive...
Which makes sense,
it's law school, but...

And, as long as what
we're doing is productive

for everyone, then

we don't have to get along,

- but...
- Just tell her.

It isn't working.

We just approach things differently.

Okay.

Say more about that.

Okay, like,

whenever you leave me a message,
and I call you back

right away, you act like
I'm bothering you,

but if I wait to call back,

you freak out about
how long it took me.

You called me stupid
for going through index cards

in the "wrong" order.

You didn't hand in my
legal writing assignment

with yours
like you said you would,

and then, when I saw it
in your bag, you were like,

"Oh, you just did such a bad job
on it, I wanted to protect you."

When I said I didn't have time
to run hypos

with you on my mom's birthday,

you threw a cup of coffee...

I didn't throw it at you.

Does that matter?

We just think it'd be better

if you went to another group.

For you, too.

Just so you know,

there hasn't been
a single session since September

that Mark hasn't
rolled his eyes at least once

while you were speaking.

And Paula doesn't understand
how you got into

any law school,
let alone this one.

And she also wonders if you've
ever had a single thought

that you didn't feel
the need to express

out loud, so...

Oh... your watch, the one

that you lost at the gym?

Why don't you ask Leo
where that went?

So I finally just told them
that I was sick of it.

I don't want to deal with
the resentfulness and the-the

passive aggression anymore.
It's distracting.

Especially when I can handle
my own workload myself,

so...

- I mean, I would hope so, honey.
- Right?

Well, it's not like
you're at Yale or something.

It's sad those idiots

need a study group
at a state law school,

not impressive that you don't.

UW's...

It's in the top 25%.

Hey, before I forget,

Lacey and I are
going skiing Friday.

Her sister has a condo
on Schweitzer Mountain.

You hate skiing.

What? No, I don't.

Your mom just never wanted
to go, so we didn't.

She said that you hated it,
and you never

wanted to go
'cause you're so bad at it.

I mean, that is just
complete bullshit,

but have it your way.

I like how you
always have one of her little

poison poppers in the chamber
these days, though.

Little blindside jabs

all stored up.

When she was still alive,
who knew

you were such a fan of hers?

She sure didn't.

Anyway, we'll be there
through next week.

Doing Turkey Day in Idaho.

So happy Thanksgiving
in advance.

That's what's surprising,
that's what's so crazy.

That's what you should be
asking yourself.

I mean, the real question
should be,

how she could leave you,
her daughter,

who she's supposed to love unconditionally,

for life?

Why a mother would abandon
her own child,

her daughter?

That's what's surprising,
that's what's so crazy.

That's what you should be
asking yourself.

Why a mother would abandon
her own child, her daughter?

How could she leave you?
She's supposed to love you.

Ah!

Ah.

Have you had any therapy before?

No. Are you a doctor?

No. I'm a doctoral intern

in clinical psychology.

My final training year.

So that's why this is free.

No. The university's counseling

service is provided
as part of your tuition,

so it's actually not free.

If you feel more comfortable
with a medical doctor,

- I can refer you.
- It's fine. It's...

It's fine.

Well, in the meantime,

I can try to help you figure out

- what you might...
- I just feel like
there's no one.

That sounds very hard

and isolating.

Can you talk about
some recent examples

that made you feel this way?

Like, Thanksgiving
having just happened,

a lot of complicated feelings

tied up with
those kinds of gatherings.

I can see that
being especially tough.

What was your holiday like?

I bet yours
was really nice, right?

Mm...

I actually kind of boycott
the holidays these days.

Just... family issues.

What did you do instead?

Went to the movies
with my husband.

What'd you see?

Uh, The Waterboy.

Do you have kids?

No.

Maybe once I get my doctorate.

What does your husband do?

He's a research fellow here,
in population health.

I don't know what that is.

I've got my witness list here.

Okay,

who is Stanley Forrest?

Who?

He's the victim's father.

She told me her father was dead.

Be cool.

Chill.

I thought the whole point of
law school was not to have to do

- things like internships.
- I guess, but...

they rotate you
through all the bureaus

and the programs, so...

you see basically the whole
Seattle justice system.

It's pretty fascinating.

Take your word for it, I guess.

I mean, if you were thinking
about trying

to actually be the city attorney

or the D.A. even,
I guess that might be something.

My favorite rotation
was the crime survival services.

So, you help
the victims negotiate

the trial and
the sentencing process,

you know, you comfort them,

connect with them.

It was really satisfying.

I don't know,
it-it made sense to me.

Some of the staff there,
they have MSWs,

but you can do it
with a bachelor's degree.

- Okay, so what?
- So...

law school's not for me.

I just... Not really.

Not right now. I don't know.

And then this job opened up,

right,
at the Crime Advocacy Program,

and I thought,
"Oh, this is, it's a sign."

What kind of sign?

The sign for someone who knows
they can't cut the mustard?

No one's gonna even know

what this thing is
you're talking about,

or if they do,
they don't know it's a job.

What the fuck
am I supposed to tell them?

God. When I think
about how hard I worked

to set you up so now
you can just throw it all away.

I'm sorry, what exactly
did you do again?

Other than never hold
a fucking job

'cause you were always
too amazing to work.

No, please, tell me again
how you'd be running

fucking Naval System
Ordnance Command

if every single other person
in the world

wasn't a dick
who was jealous of you.

You finished here, sir?

Ask my daughter.
She knows everything.

If your father was a paraplegic,

confined to a wheelchair
your whole life,

it would be simple for you
to accept that he can't walk.

But what he actually is
is someone

who can't give you
anything you want or need.

But so, fighting back,

pointing out the lies,
calling him out, it's useless.

You can't get milk

from a hardware store.

Winning can't be the goal

when winning
isn't possible, right?

What does the goal have to be?

Not getting destroyed.

Not getting destroyed
is the goal.

So what do we have to do
to help you with that?

One of the other advocates

was talking the other day
about a case,

this client, um,

her ex-husband's
a sociopath, I think.

And so,
Aaron was advising her to

limit all contact
to just over the phone,

so he can't see
her body language,

he can't read
her facial expressions

and, like, feed off them.

And he also said
that she should smile,

even if she doesn't
want to smile,

just smile
when she's talking to him

because it'll change her voice

and-and confuse him.

Well, if you think
you can do it,

might be worth a try.

It is true nothing makes
your father happier

than seeing the effect
he has on you.

It's five minutes till, so...

we have to switch gears now.

We don't have to,
but, yeah, okay.

After the voice mails
this past weekend, again,

- we absolutely do.
- Which wouldn't happen
if you would just

give me your direct line,

so we could just talk
and be done with it, but...

Be here with me now, please.

I'm not mad at you.

So, over this next week, you
don't have to worry about it,

or leave messages asking if I am

or telling me you just need
to hear me say I'm not,

because I'm not mad
at you, Alex.

Am I mad at you?

No.

STANLEY How long are we gonna do this?

How many work emergencies am I
supposed to believe you have?

I mean, isn't the point
of a "job"

working with crime victims

that the emergency
already happened?

You don't have meals,
you don't drink coffee,

you work all day and night?

I told you, I'm busy, really.

I don't have any time, but...

when things open up,
I definitely

will be able
to make something...

What's funny?

- What?
- You sound weird.

You're not the only person
who's busy, you know.

I know you think you are,
but you're not.

After intensive investigation,
the victim's body was recovered

from the water
in Marina Del Rey.

Upon this discovery,
we sent the body

to the medical examiner's office
for an autopsy,

which was conducted
by Herbert Hong,

the Chief Medical Examiner,
and Dr. Hong's report showed...

...a large crack.

As a result, I removed the brain

and noted a massive contusion
to the left hemisphere.

These discoveries led me
to conclude cause of death

was blunt force trauma.

The forensic team recovered
multiple fingerprints

in the deceased's apartment,
which were sent for analysis.

According to
Detective Lenz's report...

...24 were not hits,

meaning those prints
belonged to individuals

who are not in the system.

But ten prints did match
with one individual.

The defendant.

...denied ever having been
inside Ms. Forrest's apartment.

H-He also denied ever having
a personal relationship

with Ms. Forrest. However, upon

subsequent interviews
with other parties...

I saw her wink at someone,

and when I looked to see who,

I saw it was Dan Gallagher.

And then Ms. Forrest
motioned to Mr. Gallagher,

like to tell him
that he had something,

some-some food on his face
or something.

After a short conversation,

I then used the restroom,
and when I returned,

I noted both the defendant
and Ms. Forrest

had left the premises.

I next attempted to speak
to a, uh, Mr. Rodney Scanlon,

who works as the head bartender
at Andolini's Restaurant.

I don't recall.

Did you ever see the defendant

in Andolini's with Ms. Forrest?

I don't recall.

Have you ever heard

that the defendant
and Ms. Forrest

were involved
in a personal relationship?

I don't recall.

He subsequently came
to my office to request

she be assigned
to another case he had pending.

Hmm. Was that unusual?

Yes. It was the kind of thing
that, before then,

he would've had
someone else do for him,

or done over the phone.

The defense has indicated that

Ms. Forrest struggled with...

That she was, in their words,

unstable.

Did you ever see any signs

of instability?

No. Our job is very stressful, psychologically,

so I-I try to watch
for the effects of that,

manage for them.

Alex never confided in me

that she was struggling
in any way,

and I never saw
any sign of it in her.

I saw a caring
and dedicated advocate.

One of the best we ever had.

Have you talked to him about it?

Are you going to?

Well, putting that aside
for right now,

let's try to honor

this decision
with an explanation

before you make it.

What are you looking for
with this move?

What other ways
could it be good for your life?

How-how am I
supposed to know how

a place I've never even been to
is gonna be good for me

before I even get there?

It's not a question
about Los Angeles.

It's a question about

what you might be trying
to go toward

- and why.
- Clean slate.

A fresh start.

Less conceptual, more specific.

I am going toward

a job.

Something that I'm good at,

you know,
but on a bigger scale and-and

there's just more opportunity,
there's more need.

Plus, a new set of colleagues

you don't have any
uncomfortable history with,

too, right?

You're kind of
all over the place today.

It's fine, but I just--
I don't know, I thought

I should point it out in case
you're not doing it on purpose.

I just want to make sure
this very big move

has a goal,

besides running away
from your father.

Because you know that saying,

"Wherever you go,
there you are."

He said you'd been gone
for ten days. Ten!

You have any idea
what that was like?

Getting laughed at
by this asshole because

I don't know
my own fucking daughter moved?

Or where she went?

I should call the cops
and report you missing.

Tell them
you're a danger to yourself.

That's what you deserve.

You expect people
to care about you

when you treat them like this?

Not to mention,
if no one knows where you are,

what do you think you're gonna
do when you need something?

Because you are gonna
need something, honey.

You're a fucking
black hole of need.

I'm diving into
all this stuff again.

It's taking me
right back to college,

finding a copy of Man And His
Symbols in the used bookstore.

I feel like I should be
wearing a rugby shirt

and drinking Snapple.

Anyway,

there is some stuff
about the Toni Wolff affair

in the Hannah memoir.

About how the three of them
were able

to coexist through it,

with Jung's wife
being fully aware

and Toni being aware
she was aware.

STELLA Skater buddy Ellen.

Hey. What you up to?

Um... just got home
from Pilates,

which means
I'm about to order tacos.

You want in?

- Be right over.
- Cool.

I wanted you to have this.

What is it?

It's my paperwork

that I need to submit
to a judge for a new trial.

Why I deserve one.
Alternative suspects,

people who weren't
looked at the time.

- Like who?
- Well, like a guy she dated,

a guy who lived in the building,

people who were identified
by fingerprints

who hadn't been arrested
at the time, things like that.

Now that it's ready,
we're gonna do it.

We're gonna submit it.

And I-I wanted you to have it.

Obviously,
you don't have to read it.

No, I want to read it.

Okay.

That's great.

It just seems like...

...like there's-there's so...

much of it. I mean, I...

I get about the fingerprints,

but did they not even, like...

try to find out
any of this stuff then?

Why wouldn't they look
at other people in her life?

Because I lied.

I lied.

And I made it easy for them.

But I hope this makes...

anything...

easier for you.

It was clear to me that he was
coming from her apartment.

But you didn't actually
see him leave it.

Ms. Rauch,
when was the last time

you had your vision checked?

Can you recall?

This year, last year?

Probably around...

three years ago?

Did you ever see my client

inside Ms. Forrest's apartment?

No.

Did you ever see my client
with Ms. Forrest?

No.

Get out! Nothing. We're nothing.

We are nothing.

♪ Three times again ♪

♪ She cries your name... ♪

"Torment" is the word.

So afraid of being wrong,

people judging her,
leaving her.

It's okay, Maria.

You expect people
to care about you

when you treat them like this?

And it's hopeless.

What do you think
you're gonna do

when you need something?
Because you are gonna

need something, honey.
"Torment" is the word.

You're a fucking
black hole of need.

You expect people
to care about you

when you treat them like this?

And it's hopeless.

Hello.

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Who is this?

It's me, Dad.

Of course it is.

Why would you care
if you woke me up?

Sorry. Um...

...how are you?

How am I?

Well, when was the last time
we talked?

When did you go AWOL
out of nowhere, again?

September.

Really? Seven months?

Didn't feel like that long.
You sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.

Well, since you're calling
all this attention

to how long it's been,
how did you want me to be?

Or were you thinking
about me at all?

I mean,
is there an upward trajectory?

You keep talking
about this Conchita

who runs the show there.
How did you get that job?

Or maybe you'd rather
just be told what to do forever.

That's what it seems like, honestly.

- Is it an apology?
- No. For what?

I don't know.
For the things that you said,

for the way that you said them.

Okay, wait.

Which time
that you overreacted was this?

Okay, then,
how about you apologize

for how
you fucking ruin everything?

What are we ruining again?

What... what is there to ruin?
Seriously...

...tell me, Alex,
because I... I don't know.

He's your age,
but he's not married?

Is he divorced?

No.

Well, that's just weird.

You don't think that's weird?

No, I don't think that's weird.

I think that he's really busy.

Like, he's busy being head
of Major Crimes Bureau.

He's so busy,
they offered him a judgeship,

and he had to turn it down.

I think
something's wrong with him.

There must be, right,

because he's interested in me?

Is that what I said?

But you probably don't have

to worry about it, anyway,

because it doesn't sound
like he is.

Okay.

So you still think
that there's nothing to ruin?

Well, he's a lawyer.
You say he's a good one.

I'm not a lawyer,
but even I know--

you leave a door open,
someone's gonna come in.

Right, so I should
just call him.

Shit.

Maybe you're a little bit jealous.

Of what?

That I finally found somebody

who loves me
and who wants to be with me.

Why would I be jealous?

I'm happy for you.

You make me sound like
some kind of monster.

Just manage your expectations,
that's all.

It's bad to go into something
already thinking it's forever.

Just let it be
what it's going to be.

Why is it a jealous thing

to remind you
to live in the moment?

I'm just protecting you, honey.

That's all
I'm ever trying to do.

And after she found out

he was married,
what happened then?

Well, she confronted him,
and he turned on her.

He told her if she tried
to make any trouble for him,

he'd start by making sure
she lost her job.

And what did you think
at that point?

I was devastated for her.

And I was... worried.

The way she was describing him,
he was a...

a completely different person

than the one I'd been
hearing about.

Instead of a loving boyfriend, suddenly,

there's this angry,
powerful guy, and...

my daughter's not
his girlfriend now,

she's his problem.

And what happened next,
Mr. Forrest?

She called me.

She was hysterical.

She said
she'd tried to talk to him.

Then he got violent,

put hands on her.

She'd been scared for her life.

I didn't know what to do.

I felt so helpless.

I just told her...
told her to get out of there,

come home, I'd take care of her.

And she said
she was going to, but before

she could leave, he...

You broke her,
and then you killed her!

She was my best friend!

Nothing further, Your Honor.

I'm very sorry
for your loss, Mr. Forrest.

One question.

You have no actual evidence

for this "relationship"

between your daughter

and Mr. Gallagher, do you?

Yes, I do.

And...

...what would that be?

There.

Epic. I mean, holy shit.

Come on. This is a page-turner.

- Really?
- Yeah.

I remember the one case.

A restaurant, the son
beating the dad to death.

Unbelievable.

And the pill mill
across the hall?

- Alex threatening the guy
in actual words?
- Yeah.

That's what he's saying now.

And how many cases,
historically, have we seen

of people like him killing
people like her for less?

I do have kind of a hard time
thinking of Gabriel Ibarra

as a guy who'd solve
that problem that way, but...

this is a trial application, right?

You got to pull out
all the stops.

But you can't expect me to be
that happy about it, though.

I mean, I had you sewn up as one
of the greatest secret weapons

any law firm could have.

You working here was gonna
make me so look so good,

I should have known
it couldn't last.

Anyway...
Hey, I almost forgot

the Ukrainian woman's husband
trying to beat Dan up,

- thinking he was you.
- Yeah, yeah, and the best part

about it is,
he violated his parole,

so for the next five to ten,
we'll know where he is.

Hey, do you put a full bakery
like this out every day,

or just on Mondays?
You want to come do
some freelance

investigating for us?
Hmm?

Every day is muffin day here.

And an omelet bar on Fridays.

Shut your mouth.

when Marcella Leyva

was elected D.A., she asked me

to come over
as chief investigator.

Dan was already being promoted
as head of Major Crimes.

And he said
he'd put in a word for me.

And did
your professional relationship

with Mr. Gallagher change
as a result of these promotions?

Um, we made a good team.

And it deepened our friendship.

Can you tell us,
over your career,

how many homicide investigations
have you conducted

or supervised?

- Uh, hundreds.
- And that vast experience

must have helped you
develop a sense

for whether someone is capable
of that crime.

I believe it has, yes.

So, putting aside
your friendship,

can you give us
your professional opinion

as to whether Dan Gallagher...

...could commit

murder?

Never.

He couldn't do it. It's just...

It's not in the guy.

You said you were concerned

that the victim was
delusional and dangerous.

Did you report those concerns

to Human Resources?

I didn't want
to escalate the situation...

It's a "yes or no" question.

No.

Did you report the situation

to the district attorney,
or to the victim's supervisor,

- Ms. Lewis?
- No.

Did you contact the LAPD

to report this delusional

and dangerous woman?

No, I did not.

Thank you, Detective.

Detective,
is it true that you went

to Ms. Forrest's
apartment building

on the day of her murder?

- I...
- Yes or no, please.

Yes.

That's all, Detective.
Thank you.

I got her address
from the employee roster,

and I went there
to speak with her.

I thought maybe if we spoke
someplace that she felt safe,

she would hear me
when I told her

that I am a family man,

that I would never
reciprocate her feelings.

And I wanted to avoid
a public spectacle for her sake.

In retrospect,
I know that was naive.

I don't think I realized
how far gone she was.

Until she kidnapped my daughter.

So that's why
they recovered your fingerprints

inside Alex's apartment?

Yes, it is.

Well, why did you tell
Detective Brooker

you didn't know where she lived?

Uh, he's mistaken.
I didn't say that.

Dan...

did you kill Alexandra Forrest?

No, I did not.

I have spent my entire life

in the service of justice.

It would go against
everything that I believe

to take someone else's.

No matter how afraid I was,
I just couldn't do that.

Not to Alexandra Forrest,
not to anyone else.

Mr. Gallagher, when

you realized your daughter had
been kidnapped by Alex Forrest,

did you call the police?

- No.
- The FBI?

I was preparing
to call the FBI.

So, faced with every parent's
greatest nightmare,

you had to prepare
to call the FBI.

Did you ever call them?

- No.
- Did you already

know when you came up
with the kidnapping story

that you were going
to murder her?

I wa-- I di-- No.

You used her, and then
you tried to throw her away.

I didn't. I...

And when she wouldn't go,

you threatened her,
you physically assaulted her,

and you killed her.

She's ready

to say good night.

You should know
that you can say "no"

to what I'm about to ask you.

But you should also know that,
after how today went...

...I'm probably gonna need you
to say "yes."

Mm, she just said
she was a friend of my dad's,

and that he needed me
to go with her.

I asked her things,
and she knew it all--

my dad's name,
my mom's name,

their jobs,
and even my dog's name, so...

Hmm, okay,
and where'd you two go?

Just to a park,
and we walked around.

Hmm.

I'm going to show you a book.

Okay?

Do you recognize it?

Yeah, it's mine.

The Story Of Layla
and Majnun.

This book was found
inside the apartment

of the woman
you went to the park with.

- Do you know how she got it?
- I gave it to her.

Can I have it back, please?

Of course.
As soon as the trial is over.

Is this a picture of the woman

who took you to the park?

Yeah, that's her.

For the record, the photo

is of Alexandra Forrest.
Nothing further.

Thank you.

Ms. Ruiz?

No questions, Your Honor.

Okay, then. Thank you, Ellen.

Thank you.

All rise.

I'll remind you all
we're here today because

an innocent woman named
Alexandra Forrest was murdered,

and because
a jury found Mr. Gallagher

guilty of this terrible crime.

I read your application.

Not only was it well-written
and considered,

it raises
very compelling questions.

But the salient,
relevant argument to be made

is that you are a liar.

You lied
to the investigating detective,

Earl Brooker.

You lied under oath
at your trial.

You lied
at your parole hearing.

So I don't think
it's unfair to presume

you've probably lied

in this application
before the court.

As a result, it's impossible
to know, as I sit here today,

which version of your story
I'm supposed to believe.

In this court,
the truth is important.

And the truth
in this court today is

that you have received
more than enough attention

and indulgence

on this case already.

Simply stated,
the criminal justice system

has given you all the justice
you deserve.

So I'm not going
to give you any more.

I'm denying your motion
for a new trial.

Please give the defendant
written notice

of his right to appeal.

As to the charge of murder,

how do you find the defendant,
Daniel Gallagher?

Guilty.

- ...have the time.
- The library, right?

Okay.

Oh, hey. Hi.
You have a Stella, uh, Chapman

- in your Research Methods
section, right?
- Mm-hmm.

Well, when's the last time
you talked to her?

I... don't know.

- Huh.
- How come?

Well, I mean, she hasn't
showed up to work study

since Tuesday,
and Dr. Ranum said

he didn't see her
in morning seminar.

And she's not answering
her texts,

and her voice mailbox is full.

Wow. I...

- I-I wish I could help.
- Okay.

Okay.

Yeah, that'd be great.

I kept finding reasons
not to go to the office

till Arthur finally pointed out

that I hadn't been there
in person in an actual year.

So, we, uh...

wiggled out of the lease

and just started working
from here.

I can see why.

Yeah, it's crazy.

Sometimes
I can't believe I live here.

How are you doing?

I had my hearing.

I was able to stand
in front of a judge.

And she denied my application.

And what does that mean?

I will not be getting
a new trial.

But did she read
the application?

There was so much
new information.

Ellen and I...
How can they just...?

I'm so sorry.

I have wanted this for so long.

Because even after
the way that I hurt you,

you just always...

believed in me.

I wanted you to be able to know
that you'd been right to do it.

Now, you will forever have
to just take that on faith.

I don't need another trial

to tell me what I already know.

It's what my mom always said.

Faith is knowing
without being shown.

I need you to take Ellen.

- Take her with you.
- Okay.

- Where are you going?
- The house
on Satsuma's a shitshow.

I've been leaving Arthur
to deal with all of it.

I'll be back.
Just distract her.

Don't say anything
about us to her, please.

Of course. I wouldn't.

The special.

I'll have the same.

Thank you for coming.

Why wouldn't I?

How else was I going
to find out what you want?

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