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Previously on "Will Trent"...
Guys, your mom hasn't been
feeling like herself lately,

so she went somewhere
to focus on feeling better.

This message
is for Antonio Miranda.

I'm the son
of your sister, Lucy.

I know
I made mistakes.

I own that.
We all own it now,
don't we? All of us.

Everyone who knows
what you did.

Antonio. Hi.

I'm actually in Atlanta,
but that'd be great.

Yeah. Me too.

♪

[ Indistinct conversations,
siren wailing in distance ]

♪

[ Betty whines ]
Just relax, Betty, okay?

There's nothing
to be nervous about.

Hey, why you so twitchy?

Just calm down, alright?
Um...

Don't get your hopes up.

Just probably
an alcoholic or...

plays in a cover band.

Might not even show up.

Will?

Antonio?

Yes, Uncle Antonio.

[ Exhales sharply ]

I feel like
I'm underdressed.

Oh. Oh, no, no.
Don't. Um...

I always look like this.

It's kind of like
my uniform.

You have a uniform.
What do I have?

I have a, uh, dog.

This is Portia.

Hi, Portia.

This is Betty.

Betty Maria
White Trent.

♪

Oh, this is the best taco truck
in the city.

I know the menu
like the back of my hand.

The shrimp tacos
are an excellent choice.

I'm sorry.

You...

You look just
like your mother.

♪

Could I?

♪

[ Betty whines ]

[ Chuckles ]

Hey.

You a Braves guy?

I'm a big fan.
Oh, yeah.

Yeah, I go to
lots of games.
Yeah?

Me too.
Where do you like to sit?

Have you been to that new
beer garden they put in?

I've never been to a game.
I don't know why I said that.

Oh.
Well, that's okay.

This menu is huge.

Artificial Voice:
Carne asada burrito, $16.

$16 burrito?

Does it come
with gold flakes inside?

This is ridiculous,
I know, but I'm dyslexic,

and it's the quickest way
for me to --

You're dyslexic?

Me too.
No way.

Yes. Ask me
which way left is.

I don't know unless
I'm wearing my watch.

I hate all vowels.

Oh, the letters E and I?
What a couple of jerks.

Just figure out
who goes first.

And don't get me started
on consonants.

I'm gonna die before I ever
spell "cigarettes" correctly.

♪

Man, you must have
so many questions.

♪ Salsa ♪

Lucy was two years
older than me.

I worshipped her. Seriously,
coolest girl I ever knew.

What music did she like?
Oh, God. It was the '80s.

Yazz. Elvis Costello.
She took me to see R.E.M.

Really?
Mm-hmm.

After I got out
of foster care,

I got caught shoplifting.

The captain
of the precinct,

Amanda Wagner,
recognized my name.

Turns out she was the one
who found me when I was a baby.

Tell me about Angie.

Uh, how much time
do we have?
[ Chuckles ]

I'm really
not good at all.

I mean, you --
you're gonna laugh at me.

I will not. I'm a professor.

Just try.
It's how you get better.

♪

O-Oh, okay. Um...

[ Speaking in Spanish ]

I mean, uh...
[ Speaking in Spanish ]

[ Speaking in Spanish ]

I've only been Puerto Rican
for six months.

You need to slow down.

♪

I would love that.

[ Betty barking ]

She's got
big-dog energy.

Yeah. Don't tell her
she's a Chihuahua.

She thinks she's a pit bull.
[ Chuckles ]

I want you to know that
when I found out Lucy died...

it broke my heart.

Why, um, didn't you --
[ Cellphone vibrating ]

This is work.

Thank you for meeting me.
This was nice.

Hey, you've been
to Coquí Perdido?

I'm there most evenings.
Good people.

Come on by sometimes.
Be nice to keep talking.

Okay.

Good night.
Good night, Will.

Good night, Betty.
Come on.

[ Cellphone
continues vibrating ]

♪

Trent.

♪

Good.
You're here.

I need you to move fast to stay
ahead of the press on this one.

Who's the vic?
Deirdre Ringgold.

Why is that name
familiar?
She's a judge.

Extremely conservative,
extremely divisive.

She's got fans.
She's got enemies.
Political assassination?

That's what I need you
to tell me.

[ Sighs ]

Hey, you.
Don't they have any other
homicide detectives at the APD?

Yeah, but
they're not any fun.

Hey, check out this lady.
Shot in the neck.

Ooh. Wound like that,
she wouldn't have lasted long.

10 minutes, if that.
Angie: Yeah.

Hey, how did your first date
with Uncle Tony go?

Hey. Would you please
keep your voice down?

I don't need everybody here
knowing my business.

Come on. There's nobody here
but you, me, and the judge.

I've already sworn her
to secrecy.

Guess what?
What?

Antonio's dyslexic, too.

Come on. Really?

That's adorable.

You two should start
an audio book club.

Want to tell me
about the case?
Sure.

Alright. Is, uh --
is this the vic's car?

Yep.
She was shot elsewhere,

put in the back seat,
driven here, and abandoned.

Hey, when do I
get to meet him?
Would you just stop?

Come on!
Your life is not a...

It's not a silverware drawer.
Things can touch, you know?

Pete. Hey, Pete.

Looks like some fibers
on the neck.

Can you collect them?
Sure thing.

Oh, yeah.
Could be from the killer.

Think there was
a struggle?

After getting
shot in the neck?

I don't know
how much oomph she had.

Mm.

Maybe they hugged.

Who would hug the person
that just shot you?

If you shot me,
I'd hug you.

Really?
Why would I shoot you?

Probably because I put the
knives in with the spoons.

Yeah, probably.
Where's her phone?

Her phone and her purse
are missing,

and something else
is missing.

Can you spot
what it is, Inspector?

♪

No earrings
and no necklace.

Good old-fashioned robbery.
Could be.

Not a robbery.

Found her purse
in the dumpster over there.

Money still in it.

Lady was loaded, too.

No jewelry though.

Hey, Pete.

Shine your light
on her hand again.

♪

Do we think the judge
went clubbing tonight?

Yeah, that makes sense.
Totally her style.

We need to
find her phone.

Figure out where
she was tonight.
Mm.

Alright.
We got a ping on the phone.

It's in an alley
off of Lexington.

Oh. All the news vans
have us blocked in,

so who wants to go ask
Cronkite to move them?

[ Indistinct conversations
in distance ]

Just get in my car.
I'll drive.

Oh, this is you, Wagner?
A new whip already?

Y'all better
wipe your feet.

On what?

♪

Where's Faith?
Uh, looks to be

talking to Luke Sullivan.
Who, the reporter?

We won't have a statement
ready for a while.

You know, you are so hot
when you're working,

I can't even think.

I don't know how anyone gets
anything done around you.

I am sure it is a struggle
for the whole department.

What do you think
they're talking about?

Important case stuff,
I'm sure.
M'kay. Luke Sullivan.

I like this. At least
somebody's getting laid.

[ Car horn honks ]

You know what?
What about some music?

[ Upbeat music
playing on radio ]

My car, my radio.

[ Radio stations
shuffling ]

Would you stop?
What do you...

Just don't touch Winona!

Winona?

[ Car horn honking ]

I will call you later.

[ Upbeat music
playing on radio ]

Ormewood, I know you
are not eating in my car.

I'm starving.
There's a strict no-eating rule
in this car!

I had to help Cooper
with her homework.

I didn't
get to eat dinner.

What do you know
about third-grade homework?

Multiplication tables.
Ask me anything.

Seven times eight.

Ask me another one.
[ Laughs ]

Of course she gets it
on this side.

Goodness!
Amanda, I heard you.

Took you long enough.

[ Engine starts ]

[ Engine roars, tires squeal ]

Will: You sure
this is the place?

What was she doing here?

Drug deal, maybe?
AA meeting?

Here's the phone.

Guys, this is blood.

Alright. This is
where she was killed.

I'm gonna get
Crime Scene in on this.

Will,
where are you going?

[ Indistinct music,
conversations in distance ]

♪

That's the stamp
on Deirdre's hand.
Yep.

♪

[ Electronic dance music
playing loudly ]

♪

[ Confetti cannon pops,
cheers and applause ]

♪

What was Judge Ringgold
doing here?

♪

[ Cheers and applause ]
Announcer: Now welcome back
your hostess, Glinda Velvet!

Glinda: Ooh,
ladies and gentlethem,

the delightful, the delicious,
the delectable Bonbon Chiffon!

Isn't she lovely?
[ Cheers and applause ]

I tell you what.
Mama needs a break.

Why don't you tip your servers,
lick your lover, grab a drink,

and we'll be back
in a drag 10?

Hey, girl.
Hi, ma'am.

I'm Special Agent
Will Trent.

This is
Detective Angie Polaski.

Ooh, kind of them to send
a man who dresses up.

Oh, thank you
for noticing.

Don't encourage him.

Anyway, took you
long enough to get here.

I put those complaints in
months ago. Come on.

Alright, so...
here's everything we have.

Except for the bomb threats.
Those happen over the phone.

We kept the threatening letters,
photos of the graffiti.

So someone has been
threatening the club regularly?

Mm-hmm.
Do you know who it is?

I'm assuming it's
the same weirdo

who stands outside
every night "protesting."

You two are here
about the threats, aren't you?
I'm afraid not.

I'm gonna need to see
any security footage you have

from tonight.
Unh-unh. We don't
have cameras here.

We get all kinds of guests,
and not all of them are out.

No cameras.
Perfect place for a murder.

A murder?
A woman was killed.

We believe she was here tonight.
Her name was Deirdre Ringgold.

I have to tell Vibe.
Who's Vibe?

Bonbon, did you steal
my Dior blush aga--

You did! I can tell!

That's my $20 spread across
your thief face.

Gabe. Sweetie.
Huh?

There's something
I have to talk to you about.

It's about your mother.
[ Scoffs ] Oh, yeah?

You're Deirdre's son?

Who are you?

Gabe, honey...

...your mother's
been killed.
What?

I'm so sorry.

Did you see her tonight?

Yeah.
She was just here.

Did she know you worked
as a drag queen?

She may have been able
to put that together, yeah.

I think that's enough
questions for tonight.

Hang on. We just have
a couple more --

The kid's mother
just died.

He needs space.

And if you're gonna continue
interrogating him,

he needs an attorney.

♪

[ Exhales shakily ]

[ Police radio chatter ]
Man: Yeah.
That's already been bagged.

♪

Well, found
a bloody pashmina.

Ooh, did it come
in a time capsule from 1998?

[ Chuckles ] Yeah.

Hey, Ormewood,
I found something.

Uh...

Blonde.
Maybe it's Deirdre's.

I don't think so.

This hair is synthetic
and cheap.

Maybe our killer
wore a wig.

Well, maybe there's
a casing somewhere.

Hey, speaking of hair,
I have a question.

I don't want to
make it weird.

This is
already weird.

Look,
you have braids, okay?

Cooper's supposed to
show up at a sleepover

with French braids
in her hair,

and hair's always been
Gina's thing,

and YouTube's
not helping me out at all.

How do you
do your braids?

I...pay to have my hair
look this good.

Have you ever thought
about taking her to a salon?

No!
I've been to Afghanistan.

I can figure out how
to French braid Cooper's hair.

Okay, I get it.

So, how's it going?

The whole
single parenting thing?

It's like combat...

but you can't kill anyone.
Yeah.

Tell me about it.

I got the casing.

Looks like a .380.

Oh, so our blonde wig killer
shot Deirdre.

Then used the pashmina
to try to stop the bleeding.

Put the body in the car,

where she died,
and then they dumped the car.

Then tossed the purse
to make it look like a robbery.

That's the what, when, where.
Now all we need's the who.

And the why.

♪

[ Gasps ]

Yes!

Everything about you.
[ Snaps fingers ] Yes.

And who are you?

Bonbon Chiffon,

wig protection detail.

Give us the room,
Bonbon.
Yes, ma'am.

So, we had our techs compare
the bloody strand from the scene

with every blonde wig
from the drag club.

It was not a match.
The strand was polyester,

and these have all just been
confirmed to be acrylic.

Because we buy our wigs
at the Halloween store.

Thank you, Bonbon.

Everyone here has
an utmost respect for the wigs.

Any suspects?
We're bringing in
the whole family.

We're going to talk
to her son first. Gabe.
As far as we know,

he was the last person
to see her alive.

Faith: We're talking to
Deirdre's husband and daughter.

Dalton Ringgold's
supposed to be a piece of work.

Got into a fistfight
with a neighbor

after he took a peach
off his tree.

Maybe he's capable
of murder.

Do we think
he would wear a wig?

You'd be surprised
how many men wear wigs

in their free time.

Thank you...again,
Bonbon.

Special Agent,
are you flirting with me?

Mnh-mnh. I am not, no.

Um, but again...
thank you.

Anyone else feel that?
Because I'm feeling a vibe.

No. No vibe.

Are we done here?
I'm gonna go.

Thank you for coming in,
Gabe.

So,
you just had a --

Sorry I'm late. Traffic was...
well, average, actually.

I'm just late.
[ Door opens ]

Glinda Velvet?
By day it's Josiah Patnett,
Esquire.

You're a lawyer?
Yes, I'm a lawyer,
Agent Trent.

Does that surprise you?

I'm a lawyer
and a performer,

and I have
a rich romantic life.

I'm a five-season
Shonda Rhimes show.

Now, let's get
one thing straight.

My client is innocent.

We all know
Gabe did this!

My father died
when I was five.

Um...

Deirdre married Dalton
not long after that.

He wasn't the easiest man
to relate to, but...

we did go to
the shooting range together.

He was a good shot.
[ Chuckles ]

Then he traded in his guns
for hosiery.

I don't know
what Dalton hated more --

the fact that I was gay

or that I was
a better shot than him.

When was the last time
you saw your mother?

[ Voice breaking ]
Last night. Um...

she came to the club.

I hadn't seen that woman
since I was 15.

Like, I was shocked.

She said that
she wanted to apologize.

Mom would never do that.

We have no hate
in our hearts...

but the Bible's clear.

The thing about Gabe was
you couldn't trust him.

I caught him
trying to steal

Deirdre's diamond necklace
and earrings once.

My dad left those to my mom
before he died.

I was just
trying them on.

Rowan was supposed to wear
that set on her wedding day.

♪

What was Deirdre
apologizing for?

The night
they kicked me out,

Deirdre and I were arguing
at the top of the stairs,

and...

[voice breaks]
I pushed her.

And then suddenly she's falling,
and she broke her wrist.

Put her in the hospital!

The kid was unstable.

I was glad
when he ran away.

They kicked me out
that night.

[ Sniffles ]

Rowan...

is that how
you remember it?

♪

Gabe looks out for Gabe.

I told Ro that I would
come back for her,

but...

I was living in a shelter,
doing drugs,

and I was in no position
to care for her.

It wasn't until
I found the drag club

that my whole life
turned around.

They saved me.

We're family.

You've heard my client's
entire personal history.

Is he free to go?

♪

Of course.

One last question, Gabe.

Do you own any guns?

I have a Glock 17
and a 9mm Beretta.

I go to the range
sometimes.

You own a .380?

♪

No.

Okay.

Thank you
for your time.

♪

[ Elevator bell dings ]

♪

Ro.

You did this.
Stay away from us!

♪

You could have
just texted me.

Yeah, but then I would
not have gotten to see...

your pretty face.

Thank you for the intel.

Deputy Director.
Don't you knock?

I thought you might
like to know

we found
some security footage.

Didn't know I was going to be
walking into a sex den.

A sex den?

Well, I guess
I'll just let myself out!

So, when are we
going to Puerto Rico?

Should I get a new bikini?
What?

Don't ruin this for me,
Ange.

I'm not, I'm not.

So, are you gonna get
together with Antonio again?

We're supposed
to meet up tonight.

Um, unless work
gets in the way.
Work?

[ Door opens ]

We were not having sex.

He came to tell me that Deirdre
wasn't running for reelection.

You can't sleep
with a reporter, Faith.

I don't care how tall he is.

Wait. Deirdre wasn't running
for reelection?

I'm taking
this conversation to HR.

It's always
you with the boys.

What are you gonna do
to get rid of this one,

plant cocaine on him?
Mm.

Susan: Human Resources,
this is Susan.

Hi, Susan.
This is Faith Mitchell.

I'm calling to report
some workplace harassment.

You cannot call HR
on your aunt.

Hey, guys, look at this.

Angie:
Look at his sign.

That must be the protestor
Glinda told us about.

And that's Deirdre.

This is about a block away
from the drag club.

Look, she's wearing
the pashmina.

Yeah,
and the diamonds.

I'm sorry.
What's a pashmina?

[ Indistinct arguing ]

-Ohh.
-Ohh.

Okay. Let's go ID this guy
and bring him in.

♪

We will not stand for
this sexual perversion!

These drag queens are tearing
apart our social fabric

and corrupting
our children!

What children, man?
This is a bar.

I wish you would stop
spray painting our walls.

My nail beds weren't made
for this much hard labor.

Barrett Fairhope?

Special Agent
Faith Mitchell, GBI.

We're gonna need you
to come with us.

Oh, Barrett Fairhope!

All this time, you never
introduced yourself.

No?

Girl, are you finally
gonna arrest him?

'Cause I got to get this.
Okay, nobody's
getting arrested today.

I need to ask you
a few questions.
Okay.

About
your French braids.
Wow.

I had a dream that started
this way once.

What is this all about?
Okay,

we just have some questions
about an altercation you had

with Deirdre Ringgold
last night.

I had nothing to do
with that woman's death.

This is Barrett Fairhope,
everybody.

Wonder if his boss
would like to see

what he does
with his spare time.

Don't you dare.
What, are you afraid
your personal life

is gonna disrupt
your work?

Okay. Okay.
You don't intimidate me.

And you don't intimidate me.

This is
my constitutional right!

♪

[ Exhales sharply ]

Okay. Now you're
under arrest. Come on.

Love to see it. Oh, yes.
Let's go.

Walk, honey. Walk. Walk.
Silver's your color, sugar.
[ Laughs ]

Absolutely.
Oh, yes.

Mwah!

Hey, I'm sorry
to keep you waiting.

You wouldn't believe
the amount of paperwork

I have to do
just to talk to someone.

No one lets cops
be cops anymore.

I say that
all the time.

FYI, I already confiscated
the video that guy took.

Oh, my God.

Thank you.
[ Chuckles ]

So, uh, what can you tell me
about the conversation

you had with Deirdre?
Yeah.

So I was, um,
passing out flyers.

I gave her one.

She stomped on it,
so I got in her face.

And then she hit you?
Yeah.
Yeah, she was crazy.

And then what?
You followed her?
No, no, no.

I went to urgent care.

Yeah. Lunatic
was wearing rings.

I had to get two stitches,
but I never...

never saw that woman
again.
Yeah.

Look, I'm sorry
I have to ask,

but you don't happen
to own a .380, do you?

No, I do not need a gun
to get my point across.
Yeah.

Hey. Between us...
I was admiring your work.

The graffiti.
That was you, right?

Yeah. One day I'd like to shut
that place down for good.

You wanna know
what works?
What?

A little phone call
here and there.

A bomb threat?

Oh, yeah.
Nice.

They always close
for the night.

Alright, well...

you've given me
all I need.

Yeah?
Thank you very much.
Yeah.

Alright. Yeah?

Does it --
So it means I can go?

Well...
Mm, not yet.

I'm bringing you in on new
charges -- felony vandalism,

harassment,
terroristic threats.

Oh, and I'm writing up
a restraining order.

You're not going within
500 feet of that club.

You might want to take up
a new hobby, Barrett.

[ Sighs ]

-How have you been?
-You know, it's been good.

Well, well, well, girls,
if it isn't Anita Subpoena!

Did you just give him
a drag name?

Oh, yes, Miss Lady.
I mean, look at him.

Don't you know what drag is?
It's theater, darling!

And everything about all of this
is a performance.

She tells everybody
they're wearing drag.

It's like her thing.

I appreciate
the psychoanalysis,

and I'm honored
to be part of the club.

We have a couple of questions
for Gabe. Is he here?

Called in sick.
Missing family dinner.

We do a dinner every Sunday
before we open.

For some of us,
it's the only family we have.

I know that's true
for Gabe.

No, we just have a few
questions about a necklace

and earrings that Deirdre
was wearing last night.

They weren't on her body.
Diamond?

What do you know
about it?

Well, she asked me
to give him something

on her way out
in a vanilla envelope.

Unh-unh.
Hold on, Bonbon.

Are you telling me
you're 29 years old

and you're calling a manila
envelope a "vanilla envelope"?

It's brown
like vanilla.

Manila is a city
in the Philippines.

What was in
the vanilla envelope?
Manila.

Sounded like diamond necklace
and earrings to me.

You know,
had the clink-clink.
Honey, diamonds
don't clink-clink.

Bonbon, did you open
the vanilla envelope?

I'm about to
lose my mind.

I might have had
a look-see.

But I swear I left it
on Gabe's dressing room table.

Thank you, Bonbon.

He's definitely flirting.

It's starting
to get inappropriate.

The sun does not rise
and set on you, girl.

Besides, it's obvious
these two have a little...

unresolved sexual tension
they need to work out.

That's fine. They can work
it out with me in the room.

Work it, work it, work it.

♪

If Deirdre gave Gabe
her diamonds,

then maybe
he's telling the truth

about her coming
to the club to apologize.

Mm-hmm.
Which means...

he doesn't have motive
for the murder.

Maybe someday my mom
will apologize with diamonds.

Oh, yeah.
Let's count on it.

Why don't we, uh,
go back to the office,

see where we're at
on the protestor's alibi.

I thought you were
going to see your uncle.

Yeah,
but we're working now.

Go.

I'll call you if there's
anything we need Will Trent for.

♪

Well, Barrett's urgent care
alibi checked out.

We might have gotten him
on harassment,

but we're still
zero steps closer

to catching
Deirdre's killer.
We know from Barrett

that Deirdre defended
the drag club,

and she gave Gabe
her necklace.

So he was telling the truth.
She was trying to reconcile.

Who changes their mind
about something like that

after so long?
I was wondering that, too.

I think she had
an epiphany.
[ Cellphone ringing ]

Oh. Hold on.

Cindy. Hey. What's up?
Last month,

a drunk driver swerved into
Deirdre's lane on a freeway.

Oh, my God.
Is she okay?

Cooper threw up
at her sleepover.

Keep going. I'm listening.
Deirdre hit a median,

flipped, and then
was struck by another car.

She had to be cut free
by the jaws of life.

Two people died,
but Deirdre walked away

with only a few bruises.

Cooper, hey.
You threw up, huh?

So her near-death experience
made her suddenly, what,

love the gays?
She could have died.

She started considering
her regrets.

She missed her son.
Guys, this is a big bowl of

chicken soup for the soul
and everything,

but who shot her?
Maybe...

somebody who was upset
about her changing her views.

Her husband,
Dalton.

Well, grab your stuff together.
Okay? I'll come over.

Alright.
I gotta go get Coop.

Go. We got this.
Let's call him.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

So what -- what made Lucy
come to Atlanta?

She came here
with a boyfriend.

I know how that sounds,
but she had dreams.

What were those dreams
she had?

So many.

Before we lost touch,

she told me she was looking
for a job at Emory

because they'd let her take
classes if she worked there.

That's smart.
Mm!

You guys ignoring us
over here?
Hey, hey, hey!

Bubba.
[ Laughter ]

Is this the nephew?
Here he is.

Will Trent, meet the guys --
Ernie and Tiny.

Hi.

And these two tontos
are like brothers to me.

♪

I see you came packing
today.

♪

What do you do, papi?

I'm a special agent for the
Georgia Bureau of Investigation.

Ah.

Your nephew
is a dirty ass cop.

You put a bullet
in anyone lately?

Hey, what's the matter
with you?

I shot a man last week.

Three shots, actually.

Pronounced dead
at the scene.

I'm sorry.
I saved my boss' life.

Followed every single use
of force guideline we have

to the letter.

But that man's still dead.

And I'm not stupid.

I know what folks go through
with law enforcement.

But I was a kid who needed
the right kind of cop

to look my way,
and no one did.

And now you're that guy.

Yeah. I am.

♪

Excuse me.

I got to go
be a dirty ass cop.

♪

Dalton's not answering
the phone.

Let's go get him.

Gabe?
I saw him hop the fence
at Benson Park.

Threw a gun in the lake.

And the blonde wig.
That's not any less important.

When he saw me coming,
he tried to pretend

like he was
going swimming.

Which is also a crime,
by the way.

Gabe, hey,
what is going on here?

I did it.

I killed my mother.

I threw up.

Bummer.

You should come over
tomorrow. Bring your friends.

Cooper, you can't
just invite people over.

Why not? We haven't had
a party in such a long time.

I hope
it's a potluck,

'cause I don't want
a protein shake for dinner.

We have different flavors.

That's a great idea!
Potluck it is.

[ Indistinct whispering ]
Show's
just getting started.

I am not letting you
do this, Gabe.

If you can't handle it,
then you're fired

and I'm representing
myself.

No, I'm not,
and, no, you're not.

What's going on?

It's grown-up stuff.

This guy says
he killed his mom.

You don't look like
a murderer to me.

Thank you, sweet baby.
Ormewood: Coop,

why don't you go down
and sit with Franklin, yeah?

He's got vanilla cookies
in his top drawer,

and don't let him lie
and tell her he doesn't.

The gun he was found with
matches the ballistics

on the murder weapon.
And the wig he had

matches the hair
we found at the scene.

Aw.

Gabe, why would you
kill your mother?

I lied when I said
that Deirdre came to apologize.

She came to confront me
for giving an interview

opposing her reelection.

She was furious.

But she wasn't seeking
a second term in office.

Right. She was still mad,
though.

I yelled at her.
She yelled at me.

Then...

I shot her...

right in the heart.

She was shot in the neck.

I mean in the décolleté.
You know, this area.

And then I took that necklace
and those earrings

right off of
her cold, dead body.

The ones Bonbon said
they gave to you

in a manila envelope?
So you can say it correctly.

Hey, where'd you get the gun?
You said you didn't own a .380.

Obviously I lied.
Unlike now,

where you're telling
the God's honest truth?

Where were you driving
your mother after you shot her?

To the onion fields.

I wanted to bury her
in a shallow grave.

Gabe, I need to be on stage
by 9:00 P.M.

Can we please skip to the part
where you didn't do it?

You were driving
your mother's car?

Yes.
So if I took you
down there,

you could demonstrate
that for me?

Of course.

You know
it's a stick shift?

Damn it, Mom!

You and your fetish
for butch cars!

It's okay.
It's okay, Gabe.

Gabe, I think
you're covering for someone.

I think I know who.

Deirdre was shot
by someone who loved her,

who was holding her
when she died.

I don't think you would
cover for Dalton.

I think you would cover
for your sister.

♪

When you said that Deirdre
was killed with a .380...

...that was the gun that Dalton
taught me and Rowan

to shoot with.

So I broke
into their house.

She kept the same hiding space
since we were kids.

So you found the gun,
you found the wig.

You were just gonna
get rid of them for her?

I left her the necklace
and the earrings, though.

I wanted her
to have them.

They were the only thing
that we had left from our dad.

[ Crying ]

Why did you confess?

♪

I told her that I'd come back
for her, and I never did.

[ Crying ]

You were a kid.

It's not your fault.

We need to go find Rowan.
Now.

Gabe,
where would she go?

Well,
I -- I don't know.

Once she noticed
that the gun was gone,

she's probably
looking for me.

The drag club.

♪

Hey.
Hey.

You should have called me
sooner. You said you would.

You were
doing a family thing.

This is more important.

People get murdered
every day.

How often do we get to meet
an uncle we never knew we had?

Alright,
we're gonna split up.

We think Rowan
is somewhere in the club.

Be careful.
She might be armed.

♪ Oh, don't leave me
this way ♪

♪ I can't survive,
I can't stay alive ♪

Baby!
Where you been?

The vanilla envelope
is back!

Some little girl just took it
down to your dressing room.

Yeah.

♪ Ahh, baby, my heart is full of
love and desire for you ♪

Is that Barrett?

♪ Do what you got to do ♪

♪ Set me free ♪

He's not supposed to
be here.

♪ Don't you, don't you
leave me this way ♪

[ Singing continues
in distance ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

[ Door rattles ]
[ Sighs ] It's locked.

She's in there. Step aside.
Wait. She's my sister.

♪ Baby, my heart is full of love
and desire for you ♪

♪ So come on down
and do what you've got to do ♪

♪ You started this fire
down in my soul ♪

♪ Now can't you see
it's burning... ♪

♪

Rowan.
Stay back!

Rowan...

My name's Will.
I'm with the GBI.

Why don't you put down
that gun so we can talk?

Don't come any closer!
[ Gasps ]

Okay.

You don't have
to do this, Rowan.

I know you didn't mean to
kill your mother.

No one's
gonna believe that.

I thought my life
would be easier without her.

But the second I pulled
the trigger, I just...

You wanted to take it back.
I'm so sorry, Rowan.

♪ Good loving can set me free ♪
♪ Set me free ♪

♪ Set me free, set me free ♪

♪ Set me free ♪

♪

No, no, no, no, no.
Rowan, no.

[ Sobbing ]
I can't do this anymore.

Ro!

Gabe,
get out of here!

I'm not leaving!

Not again. I promised
that I would come back for you.

And I didn't keep that promise
for a long time,

but I'm here right now!
[ Sobbing ]

Did you know that I wasn't
allowed to say your name?

We had to pretend
like you didn't exist.

♪

And I waited.
And waited.

And you never came back.

I know.
I'm so sorry.

And after I found out
she was coming here, I just...

I was so angry.

[ Sobbing ]

Rowan, sometimes you can't save
the people you love.

♪

But you can
save yourself now.

Please...

put down the gun.
I said don't move!

♪ Ahh ♪

♪ Baby, my heart is full of love
and desire for you ♪

♪ So come on down
and do what you've got to do ♪

Rowan...

I know what it's like
to feel abandoned.

Alright, we both do.

We do.

It's the worst
feeling in the world.

Feeling like nobody's
looking out for you.

[ Sobbing ]

[ Gasps ]

♪

Oh...

[ Both crying ]

♪

Oh, I love you
so much, Rowan!

Okay, Barrett, let's not
do anything crazy, alright?

You! You said you
confiscated that video!

He sent it
to my boss!

I lost my job because of him!

Okay, take it easy,
alright?

You lost your job
because you committed felonies.

Don't make it any worse.

You ruined my life.

[ Grunts ]

♪

[ Cheers and applause ]

♪

Sorry!

[ Cheers and applause ]

Light him up!

♪

Bonbon! Stop him!

[ Tray clangs ]

♪

[ Groans ]

Barrett Fairhope,
you're under arrest -- again.

[ Handcuffs click ]

♪

Let's go.
Bye-bye, Barrett.

Hey, daddy cop,
how'd your daughter's braids go?

Terrible. They were falling out
ten minutes later.

Next time, start with
some hairspray.

That'll keep everything
nice and...tight.

I will try that.
Thank you.

♪

[ Clears throat ]
Come with me.

That was tough.
Yeah.

You hear about
Ormewood's party?

No. Is that why I have
six missed calls from Nico?

Yeah.
It'll be fun.

Oh, yeah?
Compared to what?

What do you have
on your schedule?

Fixing some stupid thing
on your car

that nobody else
can tell is broken?

We talking about
Ormewood's party.

Oh, you're going, too?

It's Cooper's idea.
Baby girl needs a win.

Bring the dog.

♪

[ Sighs ]

Antonio.

I brought you something
I thought

you might
like to have.

This was Lucy's.

Oh, um,
come on in.

This -- This
belonged to her?

She didn't realize
when she left home

how many of her records
I was borrowing.

This was one of
her favorites.

♪

[Quietly]
Thank you.

Smells good in here.

What, are you
cooking?

Oh. I'm, um --
No, I'm just...

Nothing special.

He's making a lasagna
for the party.

Nico.
What?

You should invite him.

You need friends
with emotional intelligence.

He doesn't want to come,
okay? I don't even want to go.

Plus, everyone there is gonna
be a cop, so --

He'll come.

I'm coming.
You think I like cops?

Besides,
he's family.

I'm an excellent
plus-one.

Would everyone just
stop putting their knives

in the damn spoon drawer?

♪

Antonio, would you...

like to meet
some of the people I work with?

I would love that.

♪ I love the sound
of breaking glass ♪

Cooper, thank you so much
for all your help.
Yep.

Hey.
Hi.

Hi.
[ Chuckles ]

Glad you could make it.

Yeah, I felt like
it was kind of mandatory.

How's the tummy,
Coop?

She's feeling better now,
right?

I ate too many
peach gummy worms.

I've been there.

Should I get a bowl
or something?

Yeah, there's bowls
in there on the counter.

Okay.

Josiah, you made it.

Of course I did.

Flowers for you,
miss lady.
Mm.

Hey, I heard
you're representing Rowan.

I am. She needs
someone on her side.

Don't we all?

Do you want a vase
for these?

That'd be great.
Okay.

Ormewood.
Faith.

This is Luke.
Hey.

Thanks for coming.
Better not let Wagner see you.

Let Wagner see what?

Oh.

You just have to rub it
in my face, don't you?

I am just standing here
holding my couscous.

Do we have to
do this?

I'm Deputy Director Wagner,

and this dinner
is off the record.

He knows that.

[ Door closes ]

I do, I know.
Okay. Um...

Right over here.
Hey, Nico.

Hey, Nico.

Okay.

Hi. Oh...

Um, everybody,
this is Antonio.

He's, uh...

He's my uncle.

Antonio: Hi.

Um, this is Amanda.
I've told you about her.

This is Faith.
Hi.

She's my partner.

That's Ormewood, and, um...

Angie.

♪

Okay.
Hi.

Nice to meet you.
Hi.

Antonio. How you doing?

You can set that down.

[ Indistinct chatter ]
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