All language subtitles for Lie To Me Season 1 Episode 10 - Better Half

Nana.

Nana.

Someone, please.

- Let's go!
- My family is still inside.

Nana. Nana.

- My daughter's still in there
with my mother-in-law. Please.
- We'll find them.

You just need to stay with your family.

Nana, please wake up.

Nana.

It's okay. It's okay.

You're all right. It's okay. I've got you.

- I'm gonna get you out of here.
- I've got to get my nana.

- No. It's too dangerous. Come on.
- I have to get my nana.

- You cannot help her right now.
- Let me go.

Aaah.

- Dr. Lightman.
- Hey.

Uh, Bernie Madoff...
That's anxiety and regret.

- Tell that to The Science Times, all right?
- Okay.

You've got messages
from Wax at the S.E.C., Kob at Treasury...

- and the F.B.I. wants to
schedule another lecture. Also...
- No downturn in the lie business.

Good morning.

- Would you put that down?
- What, you don't like women in masks anymore?

No. It's because it's one of a kind.
Could you... Could you put that down?

- Never mind.
- I do so like it when you get flustered.

It's rare, but highly enjoyable.

- Why are you here?
- You have such a gift for small talk.

Really, you should've gone
into the hospitality business.

Opened yourself up a little
bed and breakfast somewhere.

- Ria Torres.
- Zoe Landau.

- Hi.
- It's Assistant...

- Assistant U.S. Attorney.
- Hmm.

- You always did like them so young.
- Excuse me?

His protégés...
They're usually young.

It's easier for him to
try to mold in his image.

Is there a reason you're here?

I have a case.
I need your help.

- You want to hire me?
- Well, I don't want to remarry you.

What? Do you have
a problem working for your ex-wife?

My daughter is in a hospital bed
with second degree burns.

My wife's mother is dead.

- My house is gone.
- This case is a top priority for us, Mr. Ambrose.

So why hasn't anything been done?
Why isn't that son of a bitch in jail?

- You know that he did this.
- Frank?

She's asking for you.

I want Garcia behind bars.

He thinks you know who started the fire?

Well, I have a witness
who saw Jack Garcia...

running from the Ambrose house
right after the fire started.

- That TV reporter?
- Yeah. He and Ambrose
were friends in high school...

but they had a falling out.

So you have a witness that can put Jack
Garcia at the scene of the crime?

- What's the problem?
- The witness has a slight credibility issue.

Who's the witness?

My mommy left me outside.

She went back in the house to look for
Maggie and Nana. That's when I saw Mr. Garcia.

Hey, A.J?
Do you ever tell a lie?

It's all right, honey.

That's all right. We all tell stories.

But today, I need you
to tell me the truth.

I am telling the truth. I saw Mr. Garcia.

He ran out of the cellar.

You know the story
of the little boy who cried wolf?

He said the wolf was there
when it wasn't...

so no one helped him
when the wolf really came.

That's right.

He told a lie, and the wolf ate him.

And if you don't tell the truth, the wolf's
gonna come back and he's gonna eat you.

- What is this? What...
- Did you see Mr. Garcia?

- I saw him running away.
- I want you to tell me the truth now.

- I am telling the truth.
- The wolf's gonna come back,
and he's gonna eat you up.

- You're scaring him.
- I saw him.

- I need you to tell me the truth.
- He killed my nana.

Okay, leave my son alone.

Okay.

You used to be so good with children.

Well, you don't want an innocent man
going to prison for 20 years.

A.J. was showing no signs of deception.

So I raised the stakes a bit.

- And he still wasn't anxious.
- No. He seems to be telling the truth, actually.

Good. Let's talk to Jack Garcia.

- My place or yours?
- Mine. I want Foster to evaluate A.J.

Ah, yes. Gillian.

- What was that?
- I didn't say anything.

What? Let's talk to the accused,
and get you some medication.

Thanks to my college buddy,
Army Lieutenant Kenneth...

I know how hard it is
for our wounded veterans to return home.

I'm Jack Garcia, and this is what I know.

"This is what I know."
That really put you on the map.

Right?

Uh, selling the misery of your
old friends is kind of what you do.

You're saying I burned down a man's house
so I could report on it?

Well, aren't you in the running
for some big new cable show?

I mean, the story of an old friend losing
everything could help you along nicely.

You do not want to be interrogated
by this man. Trust me.

It's kind of fun when you're
not on the other end though.

I told you, we drifted apart.

I have no problem with Frank Ambrose.

Never have.

Right, so, bad reporter, good liar.

Not a great one.

When he talks about Ambrose,
this is what we get.

- Right.
- Contempt.

- Yeah, that's right.
- I'm familiar with that one.

I think we should probe the relationship
between Ambrose and Garcia.

- See what we can come up with.
- Sounds like fun.

- Cal?
- What?

- Zoe.
- Gillian.

- Hmm.
- Hmm.

- Uh, can I talk to you for a minute?
- She's calling.

Cal?

- No.
- What "no"?

You know what.
We... We have never worked for her before.

- We are not starting now.
- It's an interesting case.

No. There are plenty of interesting cases.

Do you not remember
what it was like after she left?

When you wore the same shirt
to the office every day for a month.

- I still do.
- You saw the head tilt.

- She's flirting with you.
- No. That's ridiculous. She...

- She does this to you every time.
- No.

- She is single again, Cal.
- No. No. She's been with Roger for... What?

- For the best part of a year now, right?
- Well, is she still?

- Did you ask her?
- I don't know. Look, I'm taking the case.

I'll be fine.

- Cal...
- I'm in complete control of myself.

Which is more than I can say for you
following me into the men's room.

The women's room, Cal.

- Excuse me.
- The women's room.

Why don't you tell us what really happened
between you and Frank Ambrose?

I told you. Nothing happened.
We haven't been friends in years.

- Why not?
- You grow older. Things change.

Now, I, um...

- Now we have nothing in common.
- Why do you feel contempt for him then?

- I never said that. I don't.
- You're gonna have to learn
to lie better than that...

if you want a real career
in front of the camera.

Look...

Frank called me about six months ago.

He'd just been laid off.

He seemed desperate, so I asked him
if there was anything I could do.

That's one of my favorites, that one.

I mean, it's amazing how many times people
say that and they don't mean it. Right?

Yeah, well, he asked me
for money and I gave it to him, okay?

You lent a guy money
that you hadn't talked to in years?

Yeah, we shared a past.

That meant something to me.

Apparently not to him.

I called Frank a month ago.
See how he was doing.

And that ungrateful son of a bitch...

acted like I was squeezing him
for the money he owed me.

And now his boy is accusing me
of burning down his house?

You're damn right I feel contempt.

- He sounded convincing.
- Yeah, and looked it.

You said that about the Ambrose boy.

I mean, they both
can't be telling the truth.

What, are you losing your touch?

I'll evaluate the boy.

He may not be able to tell the difference
between fantasy and reality.

A.J. may be imagining what he saw.

If he believes in his fantasy, it could
appear that he's telling the truth.

I'm gonna work on
something a little bit more tangible.

I'm gonna get the F.B.I. to do checks
on Garcia and Ambrose.

But feel free to talk to the boy.
Take him to the zoo if you like.

That's Roger.
I should probably take this.

- Yeah, how's it going between you two? Is it good?
- Yeah.

It's great. Hey.

Oh, I love you too. I miss you.

Well, that was a lie.

What? Oh, yeah. Well, you know...

she's been with Roger for a long time, and
if there was something serious...

- she would've told me, right?
- Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

- You know, you can...
- Hey, I found out there's more footage on...

Could you call the Ambrose family? See if
they could bring their kid by this afternoon?

- Scheduling meetings. Fantastic.
- Yeah. Hey, where you going?

I'm gonna go help Torres get started
on the southeast drive-by shooting.

You know, who better than me to get inside
the world of gangsta rappers?

Sweet place.

For a guy who raps
about being true to the hood...

Caden doesn't exactly
put his money where his mouth is, huh?

Detective Riley.

Dr. Foster, Miss Torres,
thanks for coming.

Is that the, uh, kid who was murdered?

Yeah. Dante Edwards.

Three nights ago, he was leaving a club...

when he took two bullets
to the chest in a drive-by.

You think Caden shot him?

Caden was seen arguing
with Dante at a party last week.

Dante is part of Little Sid's entourage.

He's a rival rapper.

He and Caden are in a big feud.

Caden's a bad man.

He raps about how he's killed
half a dozen men.

We nail him for this, we can put him
behind bars where he belongs.

You gettin' these shots right here, right?

Platinum, baby... That's what I do.

That's what I go for right now, man.

You feeling me? Yeah.
The ladies is loving me right now.

I know you see this.
Mmm. Yeah.

Now, that looks good.
On to the next.

You got a moment
to speak to Detective Riley?

I don't talk to cops, man.

My manager will show you to the door.

Look, I'm sorry.
My cousin's not a snitch.

You know what would happen to album sales
if people knew y'all were here?

Mr. Davis, your cousin doesn't want
to cooperate, we'll bring him in.

I can dig it.

Everybody find another room.
The party's over.

Now.

Why do they keep breaking us up?

- Right this way.
- What?

Did you know Dante Edwards?

Whoa.

That's a lot of regret for a killer.

Look, I didn't kill him.

You got a lot of loyal folks in your entourage.
Maybe you got one of them to do it.

Let me tell you something.

Look, me and my cousin grew up with Dante.

He lived three doors down from us
in the Carolburg projects.

- And you coming up in here...
- Cay, Cay, Cay...

No, no, no, no. Let me explain something
why I'm upset right now.

The world should know this is unacceptable
to me. The world should know this, B.

And you coming up in here and accusing me
of killing somebody that I grew up with?

Are we finished yet?

I haven't heard an alibi.

My cousin and I were here...

watching the Carver-Nova game.

- Caden seemed to be telling the truth.
- Yeah.

- And his sadness was for real.
- You're saying you believe the guy?

The rivalry with Little Sid's crew,
the argument...

Both point to Caden.

Okay, but why would a killer
show remorse for his victim?

Okay. A.J., what about this one?

That's Santa Claus.

Yeah, it is.
Tell me about Santa.

He has a sleigh and reindeer.
He brings me presents.

Shh.

Be quiet.

- Have you ever seen Santa?
- No.

I always fall asleep.
But I think I heard him on the roof once.

Shh. I told you, quiet now.

- Who are you talking to?
- That's Penelope.

Quiet.
I told you to be quiet.

- You did that.
- Eh?

- You did that.
- Penelope did that.

You're making that up.

Now that's not fair.
She thinks you're cool.

There's no one there.

She told me that she thought
that you were super cool.

You're weird.

Your imaginary friend Penelope?

- Yeah. It's the only girl I know tells me the truth.
- Hey.

What? Oh, sorry. So...

It's clear A.J. can tell the difference
between reality and fantasy, right?

Yes, but that was your fantasy. He's a
little fuzzier when it comes to his own.

He's still at the age
where he thinks Santa's real.

So you think he imagined Garcia
running away from the fire?

Yeah, I think so.
But I'll still get him to draw some more.

It's a more direct line
to his unconscious.

- I'm not sure we'll need it.
- We still have a receptionist here, don't we?

Jack Garcia wasn't the only person
that Frank Ambrose owed money to.

The guy's under a mountain of debt...
Credit cards, student loans, you name it.

- Take a look at this. Home owner's insurance.
- Oh, yeah?

Housing prices have dropped,
but his home...

was insured at the value it had
before the market collapsed.

His house was worth more to him
in ashes than it was standing.

You think I'd burn down my own house?

I lost everything in that fire.

You made a lot of money
when the house went down.

That doesn't make me an arsonist.

Jack Garcia is the one who did this.

He's a user. He lives off the suffering
of everybody else.

Now you truly believe that?

God. My son saw him.

What is the matter with you people?

So how long are you stuck here?

My daughter is in a hospital bed.

My doctor said I could go home
at the end of the week.

... was burned alive.

It's not so bad.

- It's been kind of cool here.
- Really?

All my friends came by.

It's nice having my family around.

- Um...
- My dad hasn't left.

Oh, yeah?
What about your mom?

Yeah.

She's been here too.

Do you believe Mr. Ambrose?

Yeah. Most of what he said, but I'm
interested in what the daughter told you.

Family would've been through a lot, and
the kid would've seen the worst of it.

- What do you got?
- A lot of anger from Maggie... towards Mom.

Mom?

- What are you doing?
- Looking at Mom.

How did you know Mr. Garcia?

He's friends with my daddy.

Yeah. She's holding her breath.

- Anxiety.
- I think I know why Maggie's so angry.

That's great, A.J.

Okay, now can you draw
for me what you saw the night of the fire?

- I'm not done.
- That's all right. I don't need to talk to A.J.

Uh, what was your relationship with the
man that your son's accused?

- Excuse me?
- Were you having an affair with Jack Garcia?

How dare you accuse me
of having an affair in front of my son.

Yeah, you're avoiding the question.

Are you having an affair with Jack Garcia?

- I'm getting my son, and I'm going.
- That's fine.

But we'll be back with a subpoena.

I suppose we could always talk to your
husband and find out what he knows about it.

Nine months ago I was out shopping
and Jack walked up to me in the store.

He had so much confidence.

Frank had lost his job.

We were really struggling.

- We had stopped having sex altogether by then.
- So you had an affair.

Every minute with Jack was a chance...

to be with somebody
who didn't know me or my problems.

I thought about leaving my husband...

but the children and I
are all that he has left.

And so I broke it off with Jack.

How'd he take it?

He understood.

Look, this has nothing
to do with the fire.

It's easier to believe that, isn't it?

I don't know what A.J. saw,
but I know Jack Garcia...

and he would never
do something like this to us.

Come on, baby.

Because of our daughter.

And sex was never the problem.

Well, you wanted to know
why I never cheated on you.

What about you?

You would've known.

Oh.

Besides, I wanted to kill you.
I never wanted to hurt you.

I think that's what
we should focus on here.

Affairs make for angry spouses, right?

What could possibly make me
want to burn down the Ambroses' house?

Your husband was having
an affair with Cheryl Ambrose.

Oh, she knew already.

He told me two weeks ago.

If you'd already
told your wife, why didn't you tell us?

- I wanted to...
- I told him not to.

It's not something
I wanted to see in the papers.

Look, the idea that my wife
would do this is absurd.

Is it?

She's still angry.

Not at Cheryl Ambrose.

I- I knew when Jack started in front
of the camera, it would be different.

The Jack Garcia you see on TV
is not the man I married.

But marriage is about...

figuring out how to make it through
when things change.

- She was lying to herself.
- So that's it?

That's it then?
People just change, and then they move on?

Are you saying that
I'm the one that changed?

You left me. You left.

- Yeah, I left because of you.
- Oh, it's my fault now?

No. I'm saying you should take a hard look
at what happened before you start blaming me.

Hey, I saw what happened.
I saw what was happening.

You know, I could see the doubt.

I could see the doubt when you were
standing on the bloody altar.

Everyone has doubts, Cal. Everyone.

At the altar, with their friends,
in the maternity ward...

staring at the very best thing
that's ever happened to them.

But that doesn't mean it's
the only thing that they feel.

You know, you just...

You saw every doubt, every fear.

By the end, that was all you could see.
You couldn't let go of anything.

- I was trying to be honest.
- Yes. I know.

I know, but I can tell you, sweetheart...

there really is such a thing
as too much honesty in a marriage.

What, you, uh... You'd rather be with
someone that doesn't really know you then?

How about someone who doesn't
need to know everything about me?

Who I can surprise on his birthday.

Who doesn't need to point out every time
I'm even remotely attracted to another man.

Someone with his head up his ass.

Someone who doesn't study my eyebrows
when I'm standing in a thong.

Why are you here, really?

What... Why'd you hire me?

- Eh?
- It's a tough case.

Doing my thing right now.
We living it up, baby.

That's how we do, you know?

- That Caden?
- Yeah.

And Little Sid and his crew
at an album release party last year.

The victim, Dante Edwards,
is behind him on the right.

Come up to me like, "Little Sid, please
take me away from this paper rapper."

How about I put a gun
to your face right now? What's up?

Check out the fake anger.

If that anger were real,
his upper eyelids would be raised...

- and his lips would be narrower.
- The rivalry's fake?

That feud is big business.
Sold a lot of albums last year.

So then why would Caden or anyone else
in his crew want to kill Dante?

I'm thinking that the murderer
is not in Caden's crew.

Okay.

Let's take a look at our victim.

Which group does Dante look like?
The men on the left or the men on the right?

Um, the men on the left?

Oh, you have a sixth sense.

By that, I mean you see gay people.

- What, you think Dante's gay?
- Yeah, and so do you.

All the men on the left are gay.

A new study in The Journal
of Experimental Psychology showed...

that most people
can identify gay men by face alone.

It has to do with the pattern
of muscle tension in the face.

And...

Check out Little Sid's newest album.

#My gaydar gun target #

#Like Dirty Harry
I'm gonna make your day #

#I'm gonna take your ass out
because your ass is gay #

- # Come on out the closet, man ##
- Oh.

Little Sid is one big homophobe.

If he found out one
of his entourage was gay...

no telling what he would've done.

We're looking at the wrong rapper.

All right, take a look at these.

- More drawings?
- Yeah.

- So what do they mean?
- Uh, well, here the arsonist has a tail...

and there, he's, uh...he's breathing fire.

- So they're becoming more...
- It's getting more elaborate.

Exactly.
If it were a true memory...

he'd stick to what he remembers...

but A.J. is embellishing his story.

Wait. So he did see
Jack Garcia or he didn't? Which one is it?

Well, A.J. believes his story is true...

the same way he believes in Santa Claus.

Somebody he trusts told him it was true.

It's an implanted memory.

Jack Garcia didn't start that fire.

We need to go talk
to A.J.'s parents again.

One of them may be using
their son to frame that man.

- Maybe you didn't leave
Jack Garcia. Maybe he left you.
- What?

You hated him for taking away
what little joy you had, didn't you?

You hated him, you hated your life,
so you set fire to your house.

And you told your son to say it was Jack.

You think that I burned down
my own house?

- That fire killed my mother.
- People have done crazier things
at the end of an affair.

Cheryl was having an affair with Jack?

You had two strong motives, Mr. Ambrose...

Make a bundle of money on the house,
and get back at the man who stole your wife.

You knew she was miserable
in your marriage.

- You had nothing to lose.
- I had no idea that she was having an affair.

I almost left my family for Jack.

Why would I want him in jail?

I had nothing to do with this.

I would never put my family
at risk like that.

- It wasn't Cheryl.
- No.

The emotion she was showing was genuine.

- She's still fond of Garcia.
- That's a shame...

but it'll help me
make the case against Frank.

- What?
- He had the motive...

the means, and plenty of opportunity
to implant the memory in his son.

No. He was truly surprised.

He... Well, hang on.

Cheryl was having an affair with Jack?

See? He had... He had no idea.

If he was surprised,
it was because we knew about the affair.

- Nah, you're wrong.
- Oh. Well, there's something
you're always certain about.

You don't see what I see.

You know, you...
You-You really used to be so charming...

back before you became God.

You really don't care what we think
about this case, do you?

- I didn't say that.
- Yeah, you did.

- No, I didn't. I didn't.
- Yeah. You did.

Something's off.
You split up with Roger?

- Roger and I are fine.
- I don't believe you, Zoe.

Fine. You want to know the truth?

- Yeah.
- Roger proposed to me.

He wants to marry me, all right?

You just got to telling him about it now?

I've gotta get back to the office.

Have a wonderful dinner, sweetheart.

Oh, yeah.
It's gonna be a blast.

- Little Sid?
- Y'all enjoy y'all self.

Oh, speaking of fine ladies.

Damn. What do we have here?

- Easy, big guy. She's with me.
- Such a shame.

Because I don't talk to the po-po's, baby.

Guess that means you've got nothing
to say about Dante Edwards' murder.

- I guess not.
- Oh. Now there's some real anger.

You must've been pretty angry
when you found out Dante was gay, huh?

Dante was a smart dude, all right?

He got the business.
He knew to keep it on the D.L.

Besides, I always knew
which way he was swinging.

Huh. No disgust.

But your music's full of hate for gays.

Look, I got records to sell.

So if I gotta hate, yeah, I'm gonna hate.

But I didn't have no problem with Dante
doing his Brokeback thing.

Oh, I see. You're not homophobic.

- You're just an ass.
- Look, little po-po lady.

You don't know me, all right? And you
don't know nothin' about my business.

Maybe not, but I do
read people pretty well...

and you can't seem to say Dante's name
without showing anger.

Look, I found this kid on the street.

I make him the hottest mixer in the game.

And he go off and work for Caden?

- So you had a grudge?
- Hell, yeah, I had a grudge.

But that's no need for gun play, all right?

I'm a hustler, man, an entertainer.
I'm no murderer.

Those guns are part of my "image."
Just for show.

Okay.

Any idea why Dante left?

I offered the boy a raise, a new crib.

But, see, he didn't want none of that.

So when you two guys figure that out...

- then we'll have something to talk about.
- Uh-uh.

- Hey, Dad?
- Hey, what?

Are you okay?

I'm fine. Yeah.

Ugh. I hate this picture.

Let me see.

Oh, no. I like that one.

Why? You and Mom spent the whole day...

arguing about your research trip
to New Guinea.

Yeah. We were happy then.

- Well, look at the smiles. They're real.
- Oh.

I guess it's good Mom wasn't
the only one that was delusional.

Thank you.

- She's not wearing the ring, you know.
- What?

She's not wearing the ring.

- Why?
- Come on, why do you think?

I mean, she's not sure about Roger.

She still thinks she's in love with you.

- What?
- I mean, I see what's going on with you two.

I always do. I always have.

That's true, love.

Who are you calling?

Your mum.

Oh, get out of here.

- We've got nothing else to say to you people.
- We're not here for you.

Hi, Maggie.

How you feeling? You all right?

Not so good, eh?

How long have you known
about your mum and Mr. Garcia?

- Oh, my God.
- She's a child.

Oh, she already knows. You've known
for quite some time, haven't you?

I'm tired, Daddy.

- Please leave her alone.
- I'm sorry. We can't do that, Mrs. Ambrose.

Did you see them together, love?

Is that what happened?
It was, wasn't it?

Your dad didn't know, but you did, eh?

Yeah?
Did you hear your parents fighting?

Must've been scary.

Were you afraid Mr. Garcia
was gonna break up your family?

I heard her.

I heard my mom.

She was on the phone.

She was talking to Mr. Garcia, and...

she told him she loved him...

and that she was thinking
about running away with him.

Oh, Maggie.

I thought if Mr. Garcia
got blamed for the fire...

they'd take him away...

- and we'd stay a family.
- Baby, I wasn't...

I wasn't ever gonna leave you.
I was just confused.

You weren't supposed
to know about any of this...

but I was never gonna leave you.

You burnt down the house
to save your family, didn't you?

You set the fire and...

and told your brother
it was Mr. Garcia, right?

I told A.J. to say it was Mr. Garcia.

I told him over and over,
until he believed it.

But that fire...

It killed Nana.

- I didn't start the fire.
- It's okay.

- It's okay, sweetheart.
- I swear I didn't.

- No, it's okay. It's okay.
- Shh, shh, shh.

We love you so much. It's okay.

- Mommy...
- We're all together now.
Nobody's going anywhere.

We tell ourselves we can protect them,
try to shield them...

but in the end, they see everything.

... live at the scene where the F.B. I...

is investigating a possible serial arsonist.

- Oh, my God.
- Go ahead, Jim.

Well, the F.B.I. 's just been
called into this...

but from what we can tell,
the blaze started this morning.

And, yes, we think
it's maybe the same person...

who burned down the Ambrose
house earlier this week.

The F.B.I. is currently
conducting our investigation.

F.B.I. thinks we're looking
at a serial arsonist.

Are we sure the two fires are connected?

Positive. Same chemical accelerant.
Same point of origin.

Serial arsonists don't stop.
They just get bolder.

Yeah, well, this one was set
in broad daylight. That's bolder.

We've gotta find this guy. Mr. and Mrs. Craig?

This is A.U.S.A. Zoe Landau.
She's running the investigation.

Can you tell us what happened?

I was on my way to work
when I got the call. I...

I came home right away.
Aaron was already here.

I had just gotten back from a jog.

The back of the house was all up in
flames. I tried to save what I could.

- Looks like you lost everything.
- Yeah.

You can't imagine how horrible we feel.

No. Can't imagine.

We need to talk to you.

Caden's not gonna talk to the cops again.

That's why I left them outside.
I just need five minutes.

Why didn't you tell us Dante
was coming to work for you?

How about it's none
of your damn business?

Look, last time I was here...

when I was asking you
about Dante, I expected...

anger... hate...

but all I saw was sadness.

And then I found out Dante was gay...

Something you knew all along.

Yeah, I thought so.

I think I know why he left Little Sid
to come work for you.

- Okay, lady. You're out of line.
- Am I?

Caden, what exactly
was your relationship...

- with Dante Edwards?
- That's enough, all right?

Why were you guys arguing at the club
the night he was killed?

- You're not just gonna...
- Was it 'cause he was threatening to come out?

'Cause he was threatening to take you
with him? Is that why you killed him?

You don't know what you're talking about.

I had nothing to do with Dante's death.

You didn't, did you?

You really did care for him.

You loved him.

You know, they buried him today.

And I couldn't even go to the funeral.

Whoa.

Those are some pretty strong feelings.

Contempt.

Disgust.

Is that true, B?

Is that how you felt about us?

Man...

I told you before
I thought the relationship was unwise.

Where were you the night
of Dante Edwards' murder?

I was here... Watching the game,
like I told you before.

- That's a lie.
- Cay, would you tell her?

Cay, would you tell this woman...

What do you want me to tell her?

- Cay?
- That you were here with me?

'Cause you wasn't.

Where were you, B?

- It was only...
- Where the hell were you, B?

before someone outed you two.

We built this together...
Me and you.

- I was protecting us.
- Protecting us?

What, you forgot?
Cuz, come on, man.

What it was like coming from nothing?

This house, the cars.

Caden...

you don't get any of this
if they know the truth about you.

I would've had Dante.

He would still be alive.

I have no idea who Frank Ambrose is.
Why would I burn down his house?

I don't know.
Maybe you like starting fires.

Look, you have the wrong guy.
I didn't burn down anything.

Well, you certainly got a kick
out of seeing your house in ashes.

You can't imagine how horrible we feel.

You could barely contain yourself.

Look, Laurel and I...
Our marriage is over.

We've been wanting
to split up for months...

- but we were stuck in that house.
- You couldn't sell it?

The value of the house had tanked.
We couldn't afford to sell it.

But now with the insurance payout,
we can both go our separate ways.

Frankly, it's a relief.

Do you believe him?

Yeah.
I've got a question for you.

Does your wife cheat on you?

Well, uh, we've both had
our share of indiscretions.

That's a yes then?

- Cal?
- Who's your favorite TV reporter?

Is it this one?

Yes, Jim. They do think that this fire was
started by the same serial arsonist.

- Mr. Garcia.
- And the F.B.I. has been brought in...

- Busy day?
- As you can see behind me, the fire...

has been brought under control,
and they want everyone...

in the neighborhood
to stay in their homes.

Just doing my job.

But you didn't stay around
and interview the victims.

I thought you were Mr. Human Interest Guy.

Course, interviewing another lover
whose house is in ruins...

could be a little awkward, right?

I don't know what you're talking about.

- That's a lie.
- So what is it?

You feed your ego by having sex
with married women...

and then when they grow tired
of you, you burn down their houses?

I had nothing to do
with either of those fires.

But you were having sex with Laurel Craig?

Yeah, I thought so.

See, the thing is I believe you. I don't think
you started either one of those fires.

How long have you known
about Laurel Craig?

- Must've made you feel powerless.
- Excuse me?

Arson's about power...

and in female arsonists,
it's about revenge.

You're afraid that's true,
aren't you? Hey?

We have the F.B.I.
searching your home right now.

T- Tell 'em, Sarah. Tell 'em it's not true.

I looked at all the numbers in your phone.
I looked at your e-mail.

You planned a vacation with Laurel.
You took Cheryl to a benefit.

- Honey, I...
- Don't! You humiliated me.

You and those women
took everything from me.

So you took everything from them.

#Four seasons in one day #

#Lying in the depths
of your imagination #

# Worlds above
and worlds below #

# The sun shines on the black clouds
hanging over the domain #

# Up the creek
and through the mill #

#Like all the things
you can't explain #

#Four seasons in one day #

#Blood dries up #

#Like rain, like rain #

#Fills my cup #

#Like four seasons in one day ##

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Heard you did all right.
- Yeah.

- Yeah, we did, actually. It was okay.
- Torres did too...

On the drive-by...
with a little help from Loker.

How did it go with Zoe?

It was good, actually.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Roger's proposed to her.

You okay?

You know what I miss?

I miss the arguments.

You do? What?

Probably not the best time
to tell her though.

Absolutely not.

Thanks for your help on this one.

My office is grateful.

Your office is welcome.

We're not a total disaster together.

- What?
- I mean working together.

And I know I should've
told you about Roger.

It's just... I don't know. I guess it just
never seemed like the right time.

Hey, you know if, um...

Roger makes you happy...

Right? Then we'll make it work for Emily.

Yeah. Thanks.

- You should probably wear the ring though.
- Oh.

A little confusing.

- Okay.
- All right then.

Bye.

What was that?

Mom, I'm home.

Six whole minutes before curfew.
Aren't you proud of me?

That would be our daughter.

Oops.