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[Mariah] Previously
on Emperor of Ocean Park...

[Ziegler]
I'm sorry for your loss.

I must ask you
something, Talcott.

I must know
about the arrangements.

[Tal] I'm glad to answer
your questions,

but I can't say I find
the timing totally appropriate.

[McDermott] We're here to ask
about Jack Ziegler

and an associate of his
named Lisa.

Can I at least give you
Communion before I go?

How about we just pray?

Heavenly Father,
we thank You for--

No, no, no.
Confession of sins.

[Chantal] Father Brown
was murdered last night.

We might have
some relevant information.

Who should we talk to?

Did you solve the murder yet?

Embezzlement or murder, you get
to the truth the same way.

You find a thread and pull.

Tal, are you all right?

[Tal] Who is sending you
flowers at work?

[Kimmer]
They were from a client.

It doesn't mean anything, Tal.

[Maxine] A handsome guy like
you, I bet you got some rhythm

to go with all those
good looks.

I'm Maxine, by the way.

Tal, they've got no record

of any agents
with those names.

They're not from the FBI.

[dramatic music playing]

[inquisitive music playing]

[door closes]

Hey, we good now.

Thanks again.

You listen to that
'90s playlist I sent you?

Yeah.

Finish the lyric--

"I bomb atomically"...

Okay, fine.
I will listen to it.

I mean, you know
I'm a house head.

Yeah, I been busy, man.

[Tal] All right, who left
this pawn for me?

[suspenseful music playing]

There's Theo Mountain.

Same folks I always see

in and out
of that lecture hall.

[Tal]
And Lionel.

Marc Hadley?

Marc doesn't have a class
in here on Wednesdays.

Why is he in my classroom?

Can you give me
a copy of this?

That's gonna be extra.

[sighs]

[distant sirens wailing]

[dramatic music playing]

[rustling]

[dramatic music continues]

Come on, man.
[scoffs]

Get it together.

[McDermott]
Don't run, Talcott.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

Agent McDermott.

Or is it even McDermott, since
you're not an agent at all?

What do you want with me?

You're right.
I'm not at the Bureau.

I needed to convey
a certain level of urgency

at our meeting,
you understand?

No, no, no,
I don't understand.

- Why are you following me?
- I find people.

That's my trade.

My client desperately needs
to know who Lisa is

and where she might be.

Once I have that information,

you'll never hear
from me again.

No, I told you,
I don't know any Lisa.

You and I are
in the same boat, Talcott.

Ziegler's got you
on some wild-goose chase

with these arrangements.

I have it on good authority

Ziegler wants to get
to Lisa before I do.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
This is about the arrangements?

Is Lisa connected?

Don't know, don't care.

But Ziegler wouldn't hesitate
to kill us both

to get whatever it is he wants.

Uncle Jack
would never do that.

He said he'd protect me.

Your Uncle Jack is a ruthless
criminal with no moral compass.

You want to trust him?
Fine.

But sharing information
before it gets to him

might keep us both alive.

I don't even know what
the hell the arrangements are

or who's involved with them
or why they exist.

What do you think
I'm hiding?

When you're ready to talk
about Lisa, you call me.

[tense music plays]

[inquisitive music playing]

And you can verify
all of this--

all the financial
improprieties,

the stealing
from the pension funds,

the pay-for-play
corruption, all of it?

Yes, sir. We have multiple
high-level sources.

Two broads--
[sighs]

Sorry--two women
willing to go on the record.

It's corroboration
out the ass, Lew.

Including a whistleblower
who provided

a trove of primary documents.

We could publish them
alongside the article.

This could be
front-page stuff.

Above the fold.

And how did you find this
whistleblower, get him to talk?

[chuckles] The same way
I won a Pulitzer--

determination
and God-given skill.

[chuckles]

What would I do without you?

Huh? Come on,
let's get to work.

Mom! Mom!

Jesus fucking Christ.

What?

[children chattering]

Malcolm, you are
holding up the line.

- What are you doing?
- I can't find my laptop.

And you waited
until we got here

in the drop-off line to look?

Just calm down. Damn.

Hey, don't you tell me
to calm down.

Oh, Mariah.

[groans]
Are you okay?

I am so sorry
for your loss.

Oh, thank you, Judy.
I appreciate that.

Do you think you can still be
on the spring gala committee?

Because I am glad to take
over your responsibilities.

- I've got it covered.
- Okay.

Mm-hmm.

- Are you sure?
- Mm-hmm.

'Cause we really
need to get going--

Oh, you know what?
I think

you're holding up the line.

Oh.
[laughs]

[chuckles]
Bye.

Great. Love you.

Have a great day.

[cell phone vibrates, chiming]

[tense music playing]

An arrest is
a good thing, Mariah.

- [Mariah] I just don't buy it.
- You don't buy it?

What the hell
does that mean?

People do drugs.
It happens.

[Mariah] There's something
going on here.

[Tal] I got to go to work.
I'll call you back.

[Mariah]
Bye.

Everything okay?

Just another one of Mariah's
"Dateline NBC" theories

rearing its head again.

New kicks?

Yeah, you remember
my student Lionel?

Used to intern
over at Newhall?

Mm-hmm.

He gave them to me
as a grief gift, I guess.

They're gonna start
background checks

and interviews any day now.

We have to be
prepared for that.

The FBI.

My nomination
to the federal bench?

- Yes, of course.
- [Kimmer] Uh-huh.

I'm--I'm sorry.

How you doing?

The more I get back
to my normal routine,

the easier it'll be.

Hmm. I understand.

I'm here.

Can you help me with this?

[sighs] I have a meeting
downtown with a client at 5:30,

so I'll be late.

- But I have my late class.
- I know.

I've asked Patty to pick up
Bentley from preschool

and bring him here
until you get back.

[suspenseful music playing]

[line trills]

[person]
Corrections operator.

- Visitations, please?
- [person] Hold please.

[person 2]
Visitations.

Hello, I'm trying
to get a visit

with my cousin,
Sharik Deveaux--

D-E-V-E-A-U-X.

He just got there this week.

- [person speaks indistinctly]
- Mm-hmm.

Sorry, ma'am.
[speaks indistinctly]

I didn't realize
so many family members

had already signed up.
Okay.

And there's no other way, huh?

[person speaks indistinctly]

Only his public defender.
I see.

- [person] That's right.
- Okay, thank you so much.

- [person] Bye-bye.
- Bye.

[hip-hop music playing]

[engine revving,
tires squealing]

Yo! What the fuck?

[disquieting music playing]

[engine revving]

[engine revs]

[suspenseful music playing]

[tires squealing]

A silver Audi A6, you say,
in the campus parking lot?

Yeah. Lot five
around 9 a.m.

You see a university
permit sticker or anything?

I don't know.

This why you want to see all
the surveillance videos, man?

- You owe somebody money?
- No.

You fuck somebody's wife?

Jesus, Desmond, no,
I just want you to be aware

in case you see something.

Someone put that chess piece
in my classroom,

and now I'm getting
stalked by a car.

Man, "It's fucked up when your
mind's playing tricks on ya."

Is that...?

The Geto Boys song.

I told you I'll listen
to the playlist.

All right, never mind.

[chuckles] Hey.
How you holding up, buddy?

Fine, Marc, thanks.

Anything I can do,
you let me know, okay?

You got enough
on your plate.

Dean added a Wednesday lecture
to your schedule, didn't she?

God, no.
Where'd you hear that?

Someone said they saw you in
the fourth-floor lecture hall

on Wednesday, you know,
just before my class.

Don't think so.

If they gave me another class
with these entitled brats,

I'd jump out the window.

Or throw one
of them out first.

[chuckles]
See you around, Tal.

Oh!

[chuckles]
Laser pen.

I left it in the lecture hall,
went back to get it.

Love this thing.

[footsteps departing,
door opens]

[Howard chuckles]
Our fees are too high?

You tell that mathematically
challenged fuck client

of yours that I'm gonna
schedule a meeting with him

just so I can punch him
in his solar plexus.

Hard, Bob!

[clears throat]

I got to go.

Hey, honey.
What are you doing here?

- I wanted to talk to you.
- Okay.

You handled the pension fund
for Cole and Brownstein, right?

The criminal defense firm?

Yes, why?

I need a lawyer,
and they're the best.

Can you make a call?

You finally killed Szuza,
didn't you?

No.

They arrested a kid
for Father Brown's murder.

Name's Sharik Deveaux.

We're gonna pay
for his defense.

[inquisitive music playing]

[Tal] Okay, what are you
doing here, Marc?

[sighs]
Laser pen.

Shit.

[line trills]

[Kimmer]
Hey, Tal.

[scoffs]
Surprised you picked up.

[Kimmer] Well, I was just
about to call.

Gonna be even later
than I thought, sorry.

That's okay.

I was just thinking,
maybe we should go out

to the Vineyard House
this weekend.

My dad kept a chess set there,

similar to the one
he kept at home.

I'd like to see
if it's still there.

[Kimmer] You want to fly out
for a chess set?

No, not just that.

He left me the house.

I haven't been there
in forever.

I figured we should take a look
at it sooner than later.

[Kimmer]
It's the dead of winter.

Yeah, well,
it's actually very beautiful

this time of year--

quiet, scenic,

a great place
for us to... connect.

[Kimmer] Sure, honey.
Hey, I got to run.

And don't eat
a bunch of junk food

- just 'cause I'm not there.
- No, not at all.

I'm gonna grab some
healthy dinner and see--

[line clicks, beeps]

I sit alone
in my four-cornered room

staring at candles.

[scoffs]

[tense music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

Jerry Nathanson?

Motherfucker.

[tense music continues]

[indistinct chatter]

What the fuck is going on?

Lewisson wants
to talk to you.

[sighing]
God.

[Lewisson] It's not just
the financial reporters.

It's 20% of the staff.

Uh, we're just not selling
papers like we used to.

Now, there is a way
to keep you.

Not at your current salary,
but...

we're gonna move
some of our people

- to strictly online stories.
- [scoffs] Oh, my God.

So we can start to build up
what we offer on the blog.

- The blog?
- Yeah.

And--and this new
Facebook thing is--

Facebook just reconnects me
to people from high school

that I never wanted
to talk to anyway.

Yeah, well, I know,

but there will be news
eventually on--on all of it.

All right, no disrespect,
Lew, but that's crazy.

And I'm--I'm not a blogger.

I am a newspaper reporter.

[sighs] I don't know
what I'm gonna do.

My dad's already called me
three times

saying he can get me
an interview at FOX News.

[Howard]
Well, that's great.

- Not great.
- [Mariah chuckles]

How dare he?

He means well.
I just...

don't want to--
no-- run to Daddy

every time
things get tough.

Yeah, well, you're gonna
get another job.

Lewisson's right,
newspapers are getting crushed.

Everybody's either
folding or consolidating,

and it's tough
for any journalist right now.

Well, you're not
just any journalist.

[glasses clink]

You won a Pulitzer in your 20s.

I was on a team
that won a Pulitzer.

So what?

So the industry is littered

with former this-or-that
award winners.

Same unemployment check.

You're gonna be fine.

[groans softly]

You know,
I can provide a life

where you never have
to worry about work.

Ugh, please don't propose
for the eighth time, Howard.

This isn't that.

I don't like worrying
about my career,

but I would fucking hate

not having a career
to worry about.

- Hmm?
- Yeah.

I'm just saying, if you ever
need a soft place to fall...

- You know?
- Thank you.

[Diane] Wonderful meeting
with you, Mariah.

You as well.
It's an exciting opportunity.

[Hal] And, Judge Garland,
we really appreciate

you coming in on the line
and for giving FOX News

the inside track in the
Mariah Garland sweepstakes.

It's a wise investment.

This girl once did a piece
on land values

in Western Kentucky
that you would think

would be like
watching paint dry,

but it was just so smart,
so interesting, and funny.

You--you read that?

I read everything
you write.

Oh, I'm sorry, Hal.

I'm being a dad right now.
[chuckles]

[Hal] No problem.
Nice talking to you both.

And hope to see you
here soon, Mariah.

Thank you.
We'll be in touch.

What?

I thought that went great.

It did not.
[scoffs]

The whole vision
they presented for you?

You start
as a correspondent.

You develop an audience, work
your way to an anchor's desk,

then your own show.

That's damn good.

It's not for me, Dad.

What do you mean?

I mean, you know, it's TV.

And I'm a journalist

and not the kind
that reads a teleprompter.

I mean, it'd be one thing
if it was 60 Minutes

or something, but...

I was skeptical, too.

I ignored the calls
for years, but then--

Then you gave up.

You had every right to.

They screwed you
on the court.

The liberal media was taking
shots at you left and right.

You couldn't just
sit there and take it.

And this sort of who-shouts-
the-loudest contest

called news was the perfect
distraction for you.

I wouldn't call
what I do a distraction.

No, I'm just--

I'm saying that you left

the more serious days

of your career behind
quite intentionally.

And I'm not there yet.
That's all.

I see.

[somber music playing]

[door buzzes, creaks]

[clears throat]

Mr. Lyles.
I'm Mariah Denton.

We spoke on the phone.

Uh, yeah, I didn't know
you were gonna be here.

Oh, I just need
a few words with Sharik.

Did you not get
enough information

from me when we talked?

No, you were great.
Thank you.

Look, it's highly irregular
to have a guest in our session.

A guest?

I'm the one paying you.

If I don't talk to Sharik,
I'm not gonna pay you anymore.

Respectfully, ma'am--

If you want to explain to your
partners at Cole and Brownstein

why you let a couple
hundred thousand dollars

of billable hours slip away
and pissed off the wife

of the man who's running
the partner's retirement fund,

be my guest.

Otherwise,
sit the fuck down...

respectfully.

[doors buzzes, opens]

[clears throat]

Ah, I'm Stetson Lyles
with Cole and Brownstein.

And this is Mariah Denton.

She's one of the firm's...

colleagues.

What, you a lawyer, too?

[both]
No.

I have a feeling
that you're innocent.

And I don't want to see
another Black man

railroaded by the system,
so I'm paying for your defense.

Inside, you'll find,
uh, an agreement

for the firm to represent you,
along with a copy of our bill.

Including the extraordinarily
large retainer fee,

that's what it'll take
to secure your freedom.

Well, you don't look
like no Harriet Tubman.

And don't shit come for free,
so who is you?

What's the catch?

I should tell you
that this isn't typically

how our firm handles
cases like yours.

You're right.
I need something in return.

Quid pro quo?
That's great.

Um, look, I'm not even sure
I can hear this.

- What you need?
- [Mariah] Information.

You just got to talk
to me, and then

you'll sign this, and...

I'll take care
of everything.

[Stetson] I have
a legal duty to advise you

that anything you say
will not be covered

by attorney-client privilege.

What you want to know?

Why you think
you're really here.

How'd you know
Father Brown?

The drugs, everything
that you can tell me.

I was in Reverend Brown
youth program a while back.

You know, he tried to keep
a bunch of us off the streets.

But, um,
I'm stubborn, man,

and I kept slipping back.

Whenever he see me out there,
he come scoop me up,

take me to church.

Sometimes just go
get some food.

He'd minister to me,
you know,

teach me
about the Word.

I liked Rev.
I wouldn't kill him.

One day,
Rev picked me up.

But this time he asked
if I was holding,

said he needed some Percs,
so I got him some.

He kept coming back--

Percs, Bennys, sometimes Oxys,
like, on the weekly.

- He used?
- [Sharik] Nah, no.

I know a fiend
when I see one.

He said it was
for his girlfriend.

Next thing I know,
they say Rev dead,

say I'm the last one
to see him.

Freeman Brown
didn't have a girlfriend.

Sure he did.

- What was her name?
- I don't know.

Quiet as kept,
Rev got around.

[dramatic music playing]

[boat horn blares]

Thank you so much.
Okay, bye.

[sighs] Lindy found
Bentley's monster truck.

Disaster averted.

Thank God.
He's obsessed with that thing.

Tell me about it.

I thought we were gonna have
to order a replacement.

Your, um--your boss got him
that, right, last Christmas?

Jerry Nathanson?

[chuckles]
No.

Addison got the monster truck.
Jerry got him the Magna-Tiles.

Right.

How's he doing, Jerry?

Same as always.

Doesn't want me
to leave the firm.

[sighs] This was
a really good idea.

It'll help you to reset.

And we could use
some time together.

Yeah.

You okay?

Uh, I'm sorry,
there's just been a...

bunch on my mind.

[tense music playing]

She was pretty.

I-I didn't mean--

Nothing wrong with looking.

Mm...

[Tal] Who the hell is this,
the paparazzi?

Shit, I thought
she was gonna come later.

Who?

Ashley Grey.
She's an appraiser.

"An appraiser"? Kimmer, we
barely set foot in the house.

I know.
I was gonna talk to you.

We're gonna want to know
what this house is worth.

Not right now I don't.

My father is barely
in the grave.

[scoffs]

- It's selfish.
-"Selfish"?

Tal, this is what
you're supposed to do

when you inherit property.

I thought I was taking
something off your plate.

Really? Because it seems you're
putting something else

on my plate that I definitely
don't need right now.

Besides, this is our house,

and I get to make
decisions about it, too.

[Ashley]
Hi. You must be Mr. Garland.

[Tal]
Hi, Ashley.

I'm not in need of your
services at the present.

I'm sorry.

Have you already been
inside the house?

Uh, no,
of course not.

[ominous music playing]

[door creaks, objects clatter]

[Kimmer]
What is it?

[Tal]
Stay there.

Call the police.

[ominous music playing]

Yes, hello.

Uh, someone has broken
into our house.

No, I-I don't know if there's
someone still in the house.

[ominous music continues]

[door creaking]

[soft music playing]

[Oliver]
"My son, there's so much

"I wish I could share
with you.

"Alas, at the present moment,
I cannot.

"If you're reading my note,

one must assume that
something has happened to me."

[Kimmer]
Tal?

[voice breaking]
Everything's okay up here.

Be down in a sec.

[Oliver] "I apologize
for the complexity

"of this method of contact,

"but there are others
who would also like to know

"that which is
for your eyes only.

"So know this much--

"Lisa's boyfriend, despite
his deteriorating condition,

is in possession of that
which I want you to know."

Lisa's boyfriend?

[Oliver]
"You have little time.

"You are unlikely to be
the only one

"who is searching
for the arrangements

"that Lisa's boyfriend
alone can reveal.

"And you may not be
the only one

"who knows
who Lisa's boyfriend is.

"Excelsior, my son.

"Excelsior.

It begins."

[TV playing indistinctly]

[person on TV]
You see, sometimes I turn

the sports page, and I see
the, uh, society section.

You lock the door?

Yes.

Like the cops said, it was just
bored teenagers or something.

Nothing was taken.

We're okay.

[sighs]

[TV conversation continues
indistinctly]

[inquisitive music playing]

[book thuds]

[cries softly]

[sniffles]

[dramatic music playing]

[Mariah] Being a team player,
that's a strength of mine

ever since I was
the only girl pitcher

on a Little League team
with all boys.

I have a very strong point
of view, a singular vision,

and I think that
that's critical

in long-form reporting
like this.

[indistinct chatter,
telephones ringing]

Really being able to blend in
and get people to trust you,

that's the key to this type
of journalism,

and it's something
that really excites me.

[dramatic music continues]

And that type of thorough
attention to detail

is really important
in this type of work,

so that's a hallmark for me.

That's great, Marianne.

Thanks for taking
the time.

[Mariah]
I don't--I don't know, Dad.

Every single one of my top-tier
choices rejected me.

Just give it time.

Well, do you think we should
go back to FOX?

You don't want
to do television.

You're not at that place
in your career yet, right?

Dad, if I offended you
when I said that--

[Oliver] My advice is for you
to take that cocksure spirit

and let it fuel you
to persevere.

[scoffs]

Okay.

Thank you. Bye.

[sighs]

I was surprised
to get your call,

but I do appreciate it.

Well, my father would've
insisted we make a donation

under the circumstances.

When will the search
for a new rector begin?

Soon, but we're not
gonna rush it.

What about Father Brown's
girlfriend?

I'm sure she must
have some thoughts.

-"Girlfriend"?
- Oh, I was told he had one.

- Was I mistaken?
- Who told you that?

[chuckles]

Wow.
Thank you so much, Mariah.

Be real with me,
Ms. Reid.

I know the church secretary
knows everything.

I'm asking for a reason.

What reason is that?

I believe whatever happened
to Father Brown

is related
to my father's death.

Two men so closely connected
both ending up dead?

Come on.

I don't know
of any girlfriend.

And even if I did,
it ain't my business.

I made a sizable donation,
Chantal.

I'll be happy
to keep making it.

Do you understand?

I know grieving
is hard, honey.

Let me get you a receipt.

[distant bell tolling]

[tense music playing]

[camera shutter clicking]

Girlfriend, okay, okay,
where is the girlfriend?

[tense music continues]

[clears throat]

I'll take that.

Thanks again
for your donation.

Oh.

You should get some rest.
You look a little tired.

[Oliver] "My son,
something has happened to me."

[Kimmer]
Hey, Tal.

"Lisa's boyfriend
is in possession of that

which I want you to know."

[Kimmer] Gonna be even later
than I thought, sorry.

[Oliver]
"You have little time."

[McDermott]
These arrangements.

[Oliver]
"The arrangements."

[McDermott, echoing]
Ziegler wouldn't hesitate

to kill us both.

[Oliver]
"Excelsior, my son.

Excelsior."

You okay, Professor?

Huh?

Uh, yeah, I'm fine.

Oh, just checking.

You seemed a little out of it
in class today.

Ah, uh, I'm good.

Hey, you use
the shoes yet?

No. No, but soon.

Hey, that day
you gave me the shoes,

did you see anyone
in the classroom before me?

Anyone out of the ordinary?

No, I mean,
Old Man Mountain

was slow to clear out
his class,

but he always
holds them over.

Just a normal day.

Have a good one, man.

[tense music playing]

[cell phone vibrates, blaring]

I've been trying
to get a hold of you.

Where have you been?

[Mariah]
Rev Brown was out here

in these streets, Tal.

[Tal]
What?

Sharik said that

Freeman was
buying the drugs

for some woman,
not for him.

Just like I thought--Sharik
didn't kill Father Brown.

One of these fast-ass women
probably did

or somebody connected to them.

Uh, Mariah,
there's a letter from Dad.

- We need to meet.
- [Mariah] A letter?

- [Tal] Yeah.
- What did it say?

It said "Lisa's boyfriend
has the arrangements."

"Lisa's boyfriend"?
Who the fuck is Lisa?

- When can you come?
- I can swing by tomorrow

after I do some chores
at Dad's house.

[tense music playing]

[chuckles]
Nice try.

- Boo-yah.
- [distant door creaking open]

- [object thuds]
- Ah.

- No, you got to say "boo-yah."
- [door closes]

Hey, boys.

- Mom!
- Hey.

- How was your day?
- Incredible.

You won't believe
who invited me out

for drinks later tonight.

Tonight? Who?

George Klein.

The partner
at Elwyn and Shuster.

He's a kingmaker
on the Seventh Circuit.

I'm gonna go change.

He invited you?
How do you know each other?

Ruth, you know, is my biggest
advocate for the appointment.

She mentioned my name to him,

and he invited me out for
drinks with the two of them.

So you're going
back downtown?

I have to.
He's hugely influential.

It's gonna be late,
so don't wait up.

The other night before we went
to the Vineyard,

you worked late
in the city.

I know, I'm sorry.

This will be
the last time, I promise.

When I called you,
it sounded like you were out.

Where'd you go?

I went to a restaurant...

some Italian place.

We all did--me, Jerry,
Kate, the whole team.

[scoffs] It was a huge client,
and he wanted to keep talking.

Why?

It sounded like fun.
That's all.

I need to get out more.

Yeah.
It'd be good for you.

[knob squeaks, water running]

[Howard]
Hey.

I just got back from the gym.
I was gonna jump in the shower.

Tell me,
were those interviewers

total and absolute morons?

Huh?

You should ask me, now.

Uh, ask you what?

Number eight.

You should ask.

Now? Really?

Yes. Um, shit.

- Hold on. Hold on. I--
- Relax.

No, I'm relaxed, I--

I--This is not--
I'm in my underwear.

- I--
- It's okay. It's okay.

Yeah, it's right here.
No, I had a whole plan.

There was gonna be, like,
string lights and candles

and the guy from the subway
was gonna play the cello.

I love you.
I don't need that.

[both chuckle]

Mariah Garland...

woman of my dreams...

will you make me
the happiest--

Yes.

Yes?

Yes.

- That's a real yes?
- That's a real yes.

Okay.
[laughs]

[water pouring]

[sighs]

[inquisitive music playing]

[Mariah]
Lisa's all over this book.

I mean, there's
little notes, messages.

It's got to be
the girlfriend.

If Freeman is
Lisa's boyfriend

and he knew
about Dad's arrangements,

- then that would explain--
- Why they tortured him.

He probably
wouldn't give them up,

whatever
the arrangements are.

Don't you see, Tal?

Dad knew that
he was in trouble.

That's probably
why they killed him.

And it was probably Ziegler.

We should figure out
who this Lisa is.

She has to know something.

"We"?

Yes, us.

We.

That's what
I've been saying, Tal.

I've already combed through
all the old church directories,

and nothing definitive yet,
but I'll share what I have.

I need to see somebody.

[line trills]

[McDermott]
Hello, Mr. Garland.

Calling to arrange coffee?

McDermott, uh, yes,
coffee as soon as we can.

[McDermott] You must have found
some information on Lisa.

There's a great little place
I know--take the train.

You'll get a text
with the station and a time.

I'll pick you up--
red sedan, far end of the lot.

[line beeps]

[Oliver] Perception is
the name of the game.

People think it's power.

And the illusion of power
is effective,

as is the illusion
of weakness.

Take the pawn.

At times in the game,
she's the most powerful piece.

But she can never appear to be,
or the advantage is lost.

- And the queen...
- Mm.

...always powerful, never tries
to hide it, still wins.

The most valuable pieces
can just be themselves, no?

Well, actually--

[Claire] Uh, we should really
let Howard get back.

[Mariah]
Yes, he has an early flight.

That's code
for "shut up, Oliver."

[laughter]

Thank you for showing me this

and for taking me to
the Bears game the other day.

You're pretty good company

for a profit-obsessed
venture capitalist.

[Howard laughs]

Thank you both
for a wonderful visit.

I'm humbled to be marrying
your daughter, sir.

[Mariah] This will
only take a minute.

- So?
- I like him.

I've really enjoyed
getting to know him better.

I thought you would.
Howard's a great guy.

You shouldn't marry him.

You just said
you liked him, Dad.

- [scoffs]
- He's wrong for you.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking
about your career.

I'm still trying to claw my way
back into a newsroom.

What does that have
to do with Howard?

He's gonna give you everything
in life you've ever wanted.

He has the means to do that.

Soon you'll have a kid,

then you'll have another
and another.

Maybe you'll have
another after that.

Commonly known as a family?

You've always
wanted that for us.

There's not much room left
for your ambition.

[sighs, scoffs]

You're punishing me.

Ever since
the FOX News interview.

I'm doing what?

This is all because
I didn't want the fucking job

that you wanted me to take.

- Watch your tone.
- [laughs]

This is--is this why
you wouldn't help me

when I came back to you?

And now you're just
making up this bullshit

to, what, fuck
with my happiness?

- You're acting ridiculous here!
- No, it's a shitty thing to do!

I said watch your mouth.

All that I've ever done
is look out for you kids

and your best interests.

Is it 'cause I made some little
comment about your career?

Are you that petty?

"Petty"?

I called Hal and Diane a week
after they interviewed you.

I wanted to arrange
going to New York,

pitch you to the head
of the network, like they said.

But they wouldn't
return my calls.

And when they did,

they told me they decided
to go in another direction.

I never told you because...

I figured you'd had
enough rejection.

I wanted to protect you,
'cause that's what I do.

And that was
after your little comment.

[tense music playing]

I have to go.

I never gave up.

You said I gave up.
I never did.

But if you marry this guy,
you'll be out of the game.

You trust me.

That's not gonna happen.

Okay?
It's not.

[tense music continues]

[door closes]

Hello?

[video game playing on TV]

[on TV]
Ooh, burnout!

[scoffs]

[video game beeping]

Hey, superstar.

How'd everything go
at Hyde Park, hmm?

I need to get out of here.

- Oh.
- I'm gonna be going

back and forth
to my parents' house,

maybe staying there a bit.

Um, there's just a lot more
to do at Shepherd Street

than I thought.

[scoffs]
Okay.

[tense music playing]

[door closes]

[Tal]
Red sedan.

[tense music continues]

[bystanders screaming]

[high-pitch ringing]

[Geto Boys'
"Mind Playing Tricks on Me"]

[person]
Someone was in that car!

[person 2]
Yo, call the police!

♪ I sit alone
in my four-cornered room ♪

♪ Staring at candles ♪

Yo, that shit is on?

Let me drop some shit
like this here.

Real smooth.

♪ At night, I can't sleep,
I toss and turn ♪

♪ Candlesticks in the dark ♪

♪ Visions of bodies
being burned ♪

♪ Four walls just staring
at a nigga ♪

♪ I'm paranoid, sleeping with
my finger on the trigger ♪

♪ My mother's always stressing
I ain't living right ♪

♪ But I ain't going out
without a fight ♪

♪ See, every time
my eyes close ♪

♪ I start sweating ♪

♪ And blood starts
coming out my nose ♪

♪ Is somebody
watchin' the Ak? ♪

♪ But I don't know who it is ♪

♪ So I'm watching my back ♪

♪ I can see him when
I'm deep in the covers ♪

♪ When I awake, I don't see
the motherfucker ♪

♪ He owns a black hat
like I own ♪

♪ A black suit
and a cane like my own ♪

♪ Some might say,
take a chill, B ♪

♪ But fuck that shit ♪

♪ There's a nigga
trying to kill me ♪

♪ I'm popping in the clip
when the wind blows ♪

♪ Every 20 seconds got me
peeping out my window ♪

♪ Investigating the joint
for traps ♪

♪ Checking my telephone
for taps ♪

♪ I'm staring at the woman
on the corner ♪

♪ It's fucked up when your
mind's playing tricks on ya ♪

[instrumental playing]