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[singer] One, two, three, four.

[performing "Breaking the Law," by Judas Priest]

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♪ There I was, completely wasting ♪

♪ Out of work and down ♪

♪ All inside, it's so frustrating ♪

♪ As I drift from town to town ♪

♪ Feel as though nobody cares ♪

♪ If I live or die ♪

♪ So I might as well begin ♪

♪ To put some action in my life ♪

♪ Breaking the law, breaking the law ♪

♪ Breaking the law, breaking the law ♪

♪ Breaking the law, breaking the law ♪

♪ Breaking the law, breaking the law ♪

[couple grunting]

Make it quick. I got a shift tonight.

- Oh, yeah. - Oh! Oh.

[distant jet roaring]

[phone ringing]

[Jeff] Sorry I couldn't be there.

You never are there. Why Would tonight be any different?

[Jeff] How long are you on nights?

I'm not sure.

[Jeff] Feels like we get five minutes

of overlap a day, and it's on the phone.

Yeah, can we have this conversation another time?

[Jeff] Sure. I'll see you in the morning. Love you.

Heat up the leftover pasta for dinner, okay?

It's not going to keep another day.

[card reader beeping]

[Bob] Oh, and she makes it with five minutes to spare.

- Hey! - Ladies and gentlemen, Kim!

All right, guys, last hand. We've got to get to work.

- You want in? - Yeah, I'll dabble.

- She'll dabble. - Yeah.

Mm-hmm.

[Bob] All right, dabbler.

[coughing]

Is that a tell, or are you having a stroke?

I... don't feel 100%.

Well, you look sub-20.

Apparently I caught something off one of the kids.

Mmm. Well, you know what they say.

You feel off, you take off.

Can you hang around until I find a replacement for you?

- Yeah. - Yeah, it should be fine.

It'll be quiet tonight.

Well, they're doing maintenance tonight.

Screens will be slower, and you'll be on standby phones.

Ah, here.

We were supposed to have a briefing tonight.

But you were busy losing all your money. [chuckling]

I can handle it.

All right, go home and get some rest.

All right. Thanks, Kim.

You had a full house, didn't you?

- [Greg coughing] - I'll never tell.

- [Jeff] Let me see the cards. - Hey, hold down.

- Let me see the cards. - Ow!

Zulu, Tango, Charlie, descent flight level 240.

[pilot] Good evening.

Charlie Tango 705, climbing flight level 280.

Is it available?

[radar beeping]

[pilot 2] Control, this is Delta Charlie 543,

calling to confirm flight plan.

Can you repeat your call sign?

[pilot 2] Delta Charlie 543 Alpha,

private flight, five souls on board.

- [static crackling] - Delta Charlie 543, confirmed.

[pilot 2] Delta Charlie 543, thank you for confirmation.

Proceeding flight level 280.

Good evening.

Charlie Tango 705, can you hear me?

This one's headed for South Central Airport.

Oh. Okay, thank you.

♪

[urgent music]

[rapid beeping]

[pilot 3] This is India Foxtrot 1120. Are you there?

India Foxtrot 1120, I'm going to call you right back.

- Station calling, please repeat. - [pilot] This is Charlie

Tango 705, level 280.

Charlie Tango 705, roger.

[pilot 3] India Foxtrot 1120, getting ready for final descent.

I'm going to call you back shortly.

India Foxtrot 1120, right turn heading 190, vector ILS 24.

[beeping sound]

Ah, I wanted to transfer IF to the control tower,

so I can take care of these other two guys.

India Foxtrot 1120, I've lost my connection to the airport.

Can you call them yourself?

- [pilot 2] Will do. - Great.

- [system] Traffic, traffic... - Visual on small craft nearby.

Please advise.

- [system] Traffic, traffic. - Are you serious?

You don't see that? It's a small craft.

It must be private.

Fuck, where are they?

[garbled voice, static over radio]

Descend, flight level 270.

There's crossing traffic. Delta Charlie 543,

traffic at 2 o'clock position, at 280.

[system] Climb, climb.

Delta Charlie 543, traffic at two o'clock!

[system] Increase climb.

- Increase climb. - TCAS is telling us to climb.

Fuck, what are they doing? Are they ascending or what?

Control, please respond urgently.

- [urgent beeping] - There's no time.

God damn it, climb, climb, climb!

[pilot] Physical, visual, visual.

[Kim] Delta Charlie 543, please respond.

Please respond!

[pilot] Control, control. Oncoming traffic from--

- [beeping] - [rumbling sound]

Jesus, we hit them.

- [pilot] We're still here. - Well, where are they?

We need to land, okay? Give me control.

- Okay, you have control. - Got control.

Delta Charlie 543, what is your status?

Charlie Tango 705, what is your status?

[pilot] Control, emergency. We need a runway soon.

Left engine damaged.

[Kim] Charlie Tango 705, understood.

Status on other craft.

[pilot] Charlie Tango 705. They went down.

[phone beeping]

- Oh! - [phones beeping]

What the fuck?

Control center, calling tower.

Is-- are you able to clear a runway?

We have an emergency landing incoming.

Thank you.

Charlie Tango 705, turn left heading 150.

Begin descent.

Instruments not working.

We need to be guided to the airport.

[Kim] Charlie Tango 705, you are on

the 230 degree, heading from the airport.

We're setting you up for landing on runway 12.

The airport is at your two o'clock, and three miles away.

- [radar beeping] - Roger.

Charlie Tango 705, if you start turning left now,

I'm setting you up for landing.

Start turn on final.

[Kim] Charlie Tango 705, are you able to make it?

Yes. How are the winds?

Charlie Tango 705, winds 170 at 16. Clear to land.

Approaching the runway.

[system] 50, 40, 30, 20, 10.

- [engine squealing] - [co-pilot] Yes.

[pilot] We've landed safely.

[gasping]

[gasping sobs]

♪

[gentle guitar music]

[reporter] ...say they are conducting an internal

investigation to determine the cause of the crash,

and whether criminal charges are necessary.

But for relatives of the Delaney family,

and of the deceased pilot, Judd Harper,

this simply isn't enough.

Turn it back on.

This isn't healthy.

Okay, um, I was talking with Andy.

You remember Andy? He was the guy

that was in that firefight down on King's.

It's not the same thing.

I know. I know. It's not,

but he really struggled after that.

And they set him up with this psychologist.

Laura, this i-- in-house psychologist.

It was an accident. I don't need to see a shrink.

I know when you're lying, and it's when you stop talking.

And when a person who loves having the last word

is avoiding having the first.

And, you know, wearing shirts from 15 years ago,

the-- the curtains are closed in the daytime like you're hiding.

And you haven't sung a note, not even in the shower.

Okay, I get it. You're a fucking cop.

I'm your husband, Kim.

Okay, the only time you leave the house is at five a.m.

- [phone dinging] - I like the dawn.

♪

I gotta go to work.

Don't kill anyone.

[reporter] ...first plunge in over eight years, in March.

As costs for both imported petroleum and non-petroleum

products fell, the government said Wednesday,

showing the United States had little reason to fear...

Why are your fees so low? What's the catch?

No catch, sir.

It's just about keeping our expenses to a minimum.

We're not running to California for flashy seminars,

splashing out on insane hotel bills,

whining and dining people,

trying to make everything look legit, instead of just being it.

What's the exact nature of the investments?

It's all real estate.

It's foolproof.

We renovate and flip properties at an incredibly fast rate.

It's in and out. And even if the market

goes down, even if it crashes, we're still making money.

You're still making money.

That's why you're here, right?

Just lost my mom.

Oh, sorry.

No, it's okay. I just, uh,

came into some money, and...

Turning grief into sunshine? I respect that.

[approaching footsteps]

- Jesus, Tonya, knock. - [toy meowing, purring]

So sorry, Lenny.

No, it's all right. Um... I have to go, anyway.

I have your card.

Yeah, you call me anytime. All right?

[toy purring]

What?

You can't barge in here with that thing.

- This thing has a name. - Well, it shouldn't.

Lenny's not walking out thinking about

the money I can put in his pocket.

He's thinking about this dead-eyed monkey.

- He said he'd call you. - Shut the fuck up.

Why are you here?

I need a favor.

You need money?

Behind on the rent.

And your husband?

Behind on the same rent.

Oh, so you're back together, then.

He's cwazy about me.

Oh, yeah? Has he considered getting a job to help you out?

He left.

Amazing.

- We had a fight. - Again.

Come on, Charlie.

I could pay you the old-fashioned way.

- [phone dinging] - Oops.

[toy meowing]

♪

[solemn instrumental]

Can you tell us why you were working alone that night?

My, um, colleague, Greg Stillman,

was sick, so he was sent home.

And no replacement was called?

No.

[woman] And did you raise any concerns

about that to your superiors?

Night shifts are always really quiet.

Apparently not.

[man] Why did you spend so much time

trying to land Flight 1120, instead of attending

to the other two crafts on a collision course?

The phones were down.

I couldn't transfer it to the control tower at the airport.

Why were the phones down?

Maintenance.

This happens often?

Twice a year.

Only when it's not busy.

But there's a backup system that's supposed to stay active.

And was it?

Why did you have two separate monitors for en route traffic

and arrival traffic?

Airport traffic is really rare at night in that area.

[man] What Theresa is getting at

is that your attention was divided for a long time.

Did you know that the Traffic Collision Avoidance System

told Flight 705 to climb?

It's impossible for me to know that

if the pilot doesn't tell me.

He did.

What?

Apparently, you weren't at your workstation to hear it.

Look, Kim, we don't know what

the fallout of this is going to be.

We don't know if there are going to be charges or what.

But there are things that we can do.

And there are things that you can do.

Would you be willing to meet

with some of the victim's relatives?

What?

They need answers.

Being able to speak to someone who can explain

the technicalities of what happened.

Who can give this tragedy some structure.

A reason.

It would offer them some form of closure.

And to be candid...

Reducing the chances of a costly lawsuit.

But this isn't... like,

That's making it seem like I'm to blame.

They're owed clarity, Kim.

Hearing the truth from someone

who was there, and directly involved.

I can't.

I can't do that.

- Kim. - No.

- We're not finished. - It's almost three.

Theresa.

We'll pick this back up again on Monday.

All right.

♪

[mysterious music]

[doorbell ringing]

I keep going back to that day.

It would have been so easy

to make a different decision, you know.

Uh, ask a day shifter to stay late, call in a temp...

I offered to do it.

Yeah, but I agreed.

And I'm going to tell 'em.

- I'm not going to let you-- - Listen, Bob.

I spent all morning going over it...

I-- I know. I just-- just wanted to tell you that...

Now you have.

You know, if-- if you need anything...

I need to be alone.

Please.

[Kim] I feel trapped.

Like my life is someone else's decision.

- Jeff? - Everyone.

I mean, it's fucking snowing suggestions

about what I should do, what I-- I need to do.

But none of it is my choice.

I'm just feeling like a little kid, you know?

I just want to run away, and start over.

What are you doing?

Come back to bed.

I'm on a business deal.

Sorry, Wanda.

Listen.

Come work for me.

Seriously?

Real estate investment?

The answer to all my problems?

It's the answer to something. And I need you.

I need someone I can trust to help manage the money.

I don't know. I mean, I have a job.

I'm just in suspended animation.

And you really want to be unsuspended?

After the position they put you in?

I mean, maybe I should be taking the time to recuperate.

If it's torturing you, then it's not working, is it?

This will.

And we'll be together somewhere.

We don't have to pretend to be strangers.

Always selling.

Always. Are you buying?

[chuckles]

[tense music]

♪

Welcome to your future.

As you can see, it's very simple.

You just have to keep

the detailed spreadsheets of investors.

Names, contact info, investment amount.

One for existing investors.

Order it by investment sum, so I know who to prioritize.

Then one for potential investors.

People with money, that I can call, down the line.

Now, here. Very important.

Any client money needs to come into this account.

If they are transferring, give them these details.

If they are paying by check, deposit it here.

Simple as that.

Basically, you become the queen in charge of all the money.

Every payment, every transfer.

From now on, I'm just

a pretty face who spits the spiel.

So do I pay suppliers from the same account?

The contractors who oversee the renovations?

No, no. All that comes out from

a different account I supervise.

You take care of the money in,

I take care of the money out.

So where do you get the funds for renovation?

You're going to be good at it. I can tell.

[Charlie chuckling]

Mmm.

Okay, okay, okay. Show me the rest.

All right.

[Kim] There was no briefing.

Could that be because you were all playing poker?

Before our shift. It's a bonding thing.

But it shouldn't be to the detriment of proper procedure.

We're very concerned about the way you handled the situation.

And as of this morning, we've been informed that

the victim's families are going to be filing

a civil lawsuit against all parties involved.

We'd suggest hiring a lawyer.

And a good one.

[gentle electronic music]

There's the money I've been saving for the cabin.

It won't be enough. You know that.

Might be enough to bribe the judge.

I'm joking.

Look, we'll figure it out.

Invest it.

You want me to gamble my savings?

I can pretty much guarantee a return.

I don't want to be one of your clients, Charlie.

You won't be. Your husband will.

Nuance.

[sighs] Listen.

You talked about starting again, right?

Yeah.

Well, there's a cloud over you right now.

It's casting a shadow over everything.

And especially over us.

All I'm saying is, I can help you move past it.

And when it's done, when the clouds are specked

in the rearview, you and me can do whatever we want.

A new life.

- Are you serious? - Of course I'm serious.

So you're telling me you want me to bring my husband here.

You want to sit opposite him, look him in the eyes.

I do it every day.

With the armed spouse of the woman you're sleeping with?

Yeah. You'll help me.

I can't. I--

It's your choice.

[Kim sighs]

So what does this new life look like?

Also your choice.

Sounds like it's time you're going to make one.

Three point!

[ball bouncing]

It's just a conversation, right?

I mean, that's what you said.

Yeah. Yeah, it's-- it's just...

You're not sure if we're doing the right thing.

I am sure.

We need this.

Okay.

Let's go find out.

So, I'm guessing Kim's laid out

the nature of this kind of investment.

Yeah.

We invest, you flip a house, we reap.

That's why when I heard from Kim about your situation--

And what exactly is our situation,

as you understand it?

I didn't go into specifics.

Yeah, she was vague on the details.

And I know it's not my place to question anything.

No, I understand. I was speaking financially.

Exactly.

I understand that you're in a tricky position.

- Tricky? - Yeah.

What are you doing?

I j-- I just want to be clear.

So, are you in the habit of taking investments from people

in dire need, as opposed to wealthy investors?

- I-- - Because that would lead me

to think that either these investments are extremely safe,

or you're extremely unscrupulous.

The former, of course.

- Of course. - Yeah.

But you make money too, right?

If all goes to plan.

Which it will.

Look, I'll just put it bluntly.

I can guarantee your return.

And yes, you'll help me out.

But at the same time, I'll help you, too.

It's a win-win situation.

[slow, jazzy music]

I'm proud of you.

For washing up?

- For making it. - Mmm.

You know, it was hard when you

first started the business, when it--

Do we need to rehash that failure?

But you were born in it.

I could see how powerless you felt, you know?

And there were moments I wanted to run.

Makes me ashamed to say, but between that and your...

medical troubles, there were a couple dark moments.

I know.

So, to see things looking up, it's--

They're not just looking.

I love you.

[energetic music]

Mmm.

[both moaning]

Yes! [laughing]

- You know... - What?

I have work to do, remember?

No, we have time, we have time.

Do you ever want me to work?

- [both laugh] - [phone ringing]

No, no, don't, don't, don't, don't.

No, it might be an investor.

Okay.

Hello?

Joseph, hi.

Hi, um, yes, yes, I can check.

I-- I believe, actually, off the top of my head, I'm--

I don't know, I'm gonna have to call you back in five.

- Is that okay? - Yes.

Okay, great. Thank you.

- Stop. - What did he want?

He's having trouble locating an address.

[dramatic percussive music]

- One of ours? - Yes.

I gotta be on site rest of the morning.

Anyone calls, that's where I'm at.

I'll be back later.

Uh, it's just...

What?

I've double-checked this address.

16223 McClendon, and it's not showing up.

Hmm.

It's like it doesn't even exist.

Must be an error.

We don't have any properties on McClendon.

Well, then, which house is Joseph looking for?

Just leave it with me.

Can you give me the exact amount again?

3556.

It's very specific.

Uh, yeah, well, it all went through, so...

Hello?

- Charlie here? - [cat purring]

He's out on site this morning. Can I give him a message?

Nope.

You can give me my envelope.

Okay, I'm sorry, I'm gonna call you right back.

Check the desk.

Tonya.

[toy meowing]

Are you one of our clients?

Nah. We go way back.

He helps me out sometimes.

What about you?

Are you...

one of his, uh, latest conquests?

I'm sorry, what?

He's had a lot of, um...

"assistants" working for him.

Never lasts long.

[intriguing music]

So, Tonya came by the office today.

Good.

Did you give her the envelope?

- The money? - Yeah.

That woman has been on welfare since the Big Bang.

And you're subsidizing it?

Her husband does handy work for me sometimes, so, yeah.

And what does she do for you?

Well...

Well.

We have been together from time to time.

Is that a problem?

I guess not.

I mean, we're both married.

It's not like I expected exclusivity.

But I'm here now, and...

I guess it would be good to know where we stand.

Look.

Here's where we stand.

She shouldn't worry you at all.

All that matters is you're happy with the way

things are going between us.

Are you?

I think so.

You're the person I see a future with.

I want you to know that.

[gentle piano music]

[phone dinging]

Great, I've got all your account details.

Thank you. Okay, bye-bye.

♪

[Charlie] Yeah.

[phone ringing]

♪

No, no, no, no, no. Oh, man.

Late night.

So, congratulations on your marriage.

I love that.

So, Mark, and Julie.

[Kim] It's so...

[quiet whisper of conversation]

[phone ringing]

- Hello? - I didn't think you'd pick up.

[Kim] Sorry, I've been busy.

Do I have to come in again?

[Theresa] Not to us.

What do you mean?

We're hearing there's a chance that those involved

in the incident are going to be subpoenaed soon.

Will my name be made public?

[Theresa] For now, your name will be kept out of it.

But we'll likely get to a point where that will

no longer be possible.

Okay, thanks.

- Hello? - [phone beeping]

[smooth jazz music]

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Am I working you too hard?

I can handle spreadsheets.

You can handle anything.

What's that?

It's for tonight. We need to relax.

Yeah, no way.

Come on. I had one already.

You should join me. We'll come up together.

I'm good.

All right.

So...

what's next?

What do you mean?

We got the investment from Jeff.

Money flowing in from other investors.

What do you want the tomorrow to look like?

Uncomplicated.

Aiming high. [chuckling]

You get older, and you realize it's less about what life is,

and more about what it's not.

I mean, when I was younger, I wanted all the standard things.

Good career, husband, home.

And then I got them,

and I missed the simplicity of having none of them.

So, what?

You want to be 20 again?

Living in a one-room studio, and eating ramen?

No, I don't want to go back. I just want out.

[phone dinging]

[sighs] I just want it to stop.

Now I've got Jeff peeling back my head, and I've got

what's happened being talked about constantly, and repeated.

And I just-- I just want a straight line ahead, you know?

Hey, hey, hey.

You deserve a lot more than that.

I turned a failure of a business into a boon,

'cause now you're part of it.

You've helped me so much.

And if you continue to help,

I'll give you more than uncomplicated.

I'll give you happy.

[phone dinging]

You okay?

Fuck it.

[pensive electronic music]

[coughs]

[Kim laughs]

[both moaning]

[door creaks]

It's you!

You brought your cat?

Say hello to Nikita.

[beatboxing]

[both laughing]

Wow, looks like you guys jumped right in, huh?

Your message sounded desperate.

- Couldn't stay away. - Sit down.

About that rent.

[Charlie] That I paid?

- It went up. - I said, sit down.

[Tonya laughing]

I'm glad you're here.

[phone beeps]

Kim. Kiss her.

- What? - It's just a game.

Mm!

[Charlie] Lie her down.

[both laughing]

Come join us!

I think he wants to watch.

[women laughing]

Stroke her leg.

[Charlie] Lick it.

[both giggle]

[Charlie] Girls?

You're gonna do exactly what I tell you.

[both laughing]

[Kim] Ooh!

♪

[toy meowing, purring]

[Charlie] Hello? Oh, hi.

- [toy meows] - [Charlie] What's up?

Are you serious?

Come on.

No, no, no, no, no. I think you should reconsider.

Of course it's your money,

and you can have it back whenever you want.

But-- but, but, if you just wait a little--

Listen, listen. We just acquired this new property.

It's on McClendon.

You know that area?

Now, I know you're not from here.

That's why I'm saying, because it's a fantastic area.

Yeah, yeah. 16223 McClendon.

Beautiful house. Stunning. And a steal.

You're looking at a potential 15% return on this.

Yeah, you heard that right.

So I'm just asking for a deposit.

I'll call you back.

You're awake.

So, I was thinking...

We call room service.

Get some breakfast in bed. And have a regal morning.

What do you think?

That sounds great.

But, um, I-- I, I gotta go.

I gotta just...

Yeah, I gotta-- I...

Um, I'm gonna have to go, I--

[door clicks shut]

[somber music]

[gasps sharply]

[sighs]

Good night?

- You followed me? - Yeah.

[sighing] I'm sorry.

So, how long?

I-- it-- it just happened. I mean, we didn't--

That's not what I asked.

How long?

A few months.

[sighs heavily]

So, you knew him when you went to work for him.

I wanted to escape.

Okay, you don't care about my work or my music.

Well, y-- you've been on nights.

Okay? I mean, we've been existing in--

in completely different universes.

But you could've made the effort.

The effort? I've been trying desperately,

for the last two weeks, to-- to reach out to you.

To help you through this thing.

No, you're pressuring me.

You're always trying to...

Say, like, "See a shrink now."

"You need to let me inside your head, now."

It's this-- this constant ask

for immediacy, and openness that you never offer in return.

I don't feel like you want to help me.

You just want everything

back to normal as soon as fucking possible.

Okay, you know what? I'm just-- I'm really tired.

[scoffs]

You know, when he was talking in the office,

saying we shared a problem, I figured

you had probably told him to say that,

because you thought that that was our best shot.

That you wanted me on board so much that--

[chuckles wryly]

But it was a play.

No, I trusted you too much

to read it for what it was.

No, I really did think it was our best shot.

But now I'm...

What? What is it?

We need to take the money out.

Why?

Because he's running some kind of a scam.

The guy we just gave our life savings to?

I'm sorry, I didn't know, I swear.

[sighs heavily]

There's this...

There's this address on the list of properties that he bought

to renovate, and I looked it up, and it didn't exist.

And he told me it was a mistake,

but I just heard him use it to persuade an investor, so...

And you're sure it's the same number?

I'm positive.

So you think he has, like, a fake portfolio of houses?

I don't know. I mean, I just moved the money.

I never talked to any suppliers, or...

Because maybe he isn't paying any.

Well, then, how's he paying people out?

The other investors.

Like a Ponzi scheme?

Not like a Ponzi scheme, Kim.

A Ponzi scheme.

[suspenseful music]

[Jeff] Drive us home.

[car starts]

That house burned down six years ago.

And these three haven't even been built yet.

[scoffs]

These two, the street names

don't match the city or the zip.

[sighs]

[Kim] Do you want me to leave?

You can sleep on the couch.

It's the phone I use to call.

[Jeff sighs]

- Keep it. - Why?

If we're gonna do this,

everything needs to stay the same.

Do what?

Take him down.

No, no, no.

I don't-- I want this to be over.

I don't want to be involved.

[scoffs]

You're already involved.

Look, all you have to do

is just pretend that everything is fine.

Okay?

I'll try and get our money out.

I'll take what we know to the guys at work.

[tense music]

[Charlie] Hello?

Hey, Charlie, it's Jeff.

Sorry to call you so early in the morning, man.

I get it. Crime doesn't have working hours.

[Jeff laughs] Yeah, you got that right. Um...

Look, I know Kim's not gonna be

too thrilled about this, but, um...

[Charlie] But you'd like your money back?

Yeah.

And it's no problem.

Wow.

Okay, I have to say, I was expecting a...

little more pushback.

No, I'm not one for mind games,

especially not for an employee's husband.

Huh.

Well, I appreciate that.

[Charlie] I'll have a check ready for you today.

I can give it to Kim during her shift.

Or if you're worried she'll waver,

I can keep it here for you, as you wish.

Well, you know,

she's not one to backstab.

Thanks, man.

♪

[Andy] That son of a bitch.

How you doing, bud?

I'm fine.

Just-- we need to dismantle this whole thing.

Okay? Take the whole scheme down.

Look, Jeff, you want to go up to the guy's house

and let him know this thing with Kim's over?

I'm all in.

But launching a fraud investigation at this point? I--

Andy, think of how many people could lose money on this.

Could lose their life savings.

But, have any investors come forward with allegations?

Uh-- uh, no.

Not yet, but I-- all we have to do

is dig a little deeper into these accounts.

Based on what? A fucking typo?

A typo?

Every one of these addresses is a fucking dud, okay?

I know some shitty typists, but...

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Just take a deep breath.

- Don't patronize me. - I'm not patronizing you.

I'm talking to you cop to cop.

Let's just get real for a minute, okay?

This whole thing stinks.

[scoffs]

You don't believe me?

I'm sure you'd agree you're operating under

some pretty heavy bias here.

I know what the evidence says.

The evidence says he's sleeping with your wife.

Look, maybe the guy is a scammer.

But what have you actually got?

You've got a spreadsheet, written by your wife.

You don't think that maybe...

She wouldn't.

Uh-- she wouldn't.

Look, her back's against the wall.

The crash, the affair, it's all crumbling.

- So? - So?

You don't think she might be trying to weasel her way

out of a bad situation, by playing the victim?

[urgent, tense music]

You're not coming in for dinner?

All right.

They're not taking it on.

What do you mean?

The guys at the precinct, they don't think we have enough.

But I don't have access to those accounts.

I have the money coming in, and the details of the investors.

I know, um... As long as he has access

to that central fund, he can keep the ruse going,

pay out any investor who asks.

Okay, so we warn them?

No.

No, he'd just pay out the heavy hitters and tell the small fries

that things didn't pan out.

What do we do now?

We take the fund.

How?

We present him with

an investment opportunity that he cannot refuse.

[Bob] Hey.

How are you?

I'm not great, Bob.

- How about you? - Same.

[Bob mutters indistinctly]

Uh, listen, I-- remember you said I could ask you anything?

♪

What are you doing?

I'm getting ready.

Jeff, you can't come.

What? Of course I can come.

Are you insane?

I thought the whole point was

to get Charlie in a relaxed environment.

My cop husband showing up is going to make his

blood pressure skyrocket.

Okay, this is illegal.

All right?

A-- and maybe dangerous.

No offense, but you guys are air traffic controllers.

If this thing goes sideways, what are you going to do?

Guide him in for a landing?

I'm coming.

[rock music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

Feeling adventurous?

Lemonade.

Oh, thank you, Tonya.

So, Mom's inheritance.

Stop. I'm grieving.

Inheritance?

Mom was on welfare.

[Charlie] Really?

I give you money for rent, and the first thing you do is

come out drinking, and you bring your sister?

I never said the money was for rent, Charlie.

Just that...

We were struggling with it.

Are you fucking serious?

It's just one drink.

If that's your first, I'm King Charles III.

Hello, Charlie.

Hi, Linda.

By the way, how did you know we'd be here?

Maybe I didn't. Maybe I just like coming here.

And maybe I should stop funding it.

[performing "No More Hollywood Endings" by Battle Beast]

Don't be like that, Charlie.

- Oh, no, no. - Let's have fun.

Let's have fun!

What are you doing with that jerk, anyway?

Leave him alone.

He's such an asshole.

♪

Yeah.

Gin and tonic, please.

I-- uh, listen, I've called everyone, and I mean everyone.

♪ I see strangers ♪

It's impossible. How the hell am I supposed to

get that much by then?

♪ Locked in dark chambers ♪

♪ Should I know what it means? ♪

Look, listen.

Maybe we missed this boat, huh?

I know it's a big return, but if Malivar's...

♪ While we're sleepwalking from cradle to grave ♪

If Malivar's wanting to buy in two days, no matter what,

that... hello?

Fuck.

♪ Where spotlights blind us to the glory ♪

Scotch.

Sorry.

Is that Malivar, the basketball player?

Why don't you mind your own business, huh, buddy?

Well, 'cause you're shouting yours in public, and it sounds

like you're in trouble, my friend.

So why don't you fuck off and let me drown it, huh?

It's all right. For both.

♪ Goodbye Hollywood dreams ♪

Thanks.

But I'm in no mood for talking right now.

All right.

♪

You manage his money?

Not exactly.

What exactly?

Say, what do you care? Man, what, like--

What's your deal? You in finance or something?

Not exactly.

Cute.

Come on. Clearly you need someone to

- listen to you. - Yeah, someone quiet.

Hey.

♪ On the edge of madness ♪

All right. There is this house that

Malivar's got his eye on.

Owners are desperate to sell. House is worth five million,

they're willing to let it go for three.

So a couple of us at the firm got to talking.

What if we cut in first, bought the house,

and then sold it at market value?

♪ I'm crawling into a tragedy ♪

Okay.

♪ Chasing someone else's dreams ♪

So if I understand correctly,

Malivar doesn't know about this seller?

Well, we may have forgotten to tell him.

- So what's your problem? - We don't have the money.

Okay. That's the problem.

Yeah, it is.

Hence I am calling in favors I have no business calling in.

Friends, investors, fucking in-laws.

And?

And nothing.

I'm in real estate.

Yeah? [scoffing] You don't look the part.

And you're going to ask me if I have three million dollars.

Do you have three million dollars?

Not hanging around.

♪ I'm crawling into tragedy ♪

♪ Chasing someone else's dream ♪

But I have an investment fund that might not miss it.

If it's a quick enough turnaround.

♪ Nothing's what it seems ♪

You serious?

What do you think?

Hey, we're talking a couple of days at the most.

You can transfer the money into my firm's escrow account.

We'll transfer you back 4.8 million.

We'll keep a 10% cut.

On my money?

Well, on my tip.

How long you been doing this?

A long time.

And your firm?

Look, I'm sure that you understand a deal

like this isn't exactly...

You won't tell me who you work for.

I didn't want to tell you any of this.

These things normally pan out for you?

♪ A tale without a history ♪

♪ Crushing echoes of my screams ♪

- Hey. - Hey, Jeff.

I didn't know you were coming.

Yeah, she's been trying to drag me here for years,

so I figured I'd finally came.

♪ Nothing's what it seems ♪

Um, I don't think we've met.

- Huh... - Nathan.

- Nathan. - Jeff.

You're a business partner of Charlie's?

Well, that, uh-- that remains to be seen.

Oh, hashing out a deal, are we?

Jeff's a cop.

Yeah, Jeff is off duty.

I'll see you guys around.

Do you have a card?

[cheers, applause]

Hey, Charlie!

What's taking so long?

[cheers, applause]

[whistles]

Yes.

[chuckles]

He made the transfer.

You're telling me we have three million dollars right now?

Yeah.

Yeah, but don't get too excited.

It's going straight to the cops once we have them.

Okay, so now what?

♪

[energetic rock music]

Now this.

[chuckles]

I mean, you think he knows?

[Kim] About the house?

No, about me.

No.

No, you did great.

He-- he violent when angry?

Not a fan of that pause.

Shit. Better brace.

I'm braced.

[exhale]

Damn house. Not even for sale.

No, why don't we just sit down and discuss this? 'Cause...

I'm getting that money back, dude.

Hey, that particular tip was a dud, yes...

Dud, yes, but... But I have a number of

other potential investment opportunities.

Or should I just take you to court?

But then you'd have to show your accounts.

Fine by me! Everything's clean.

In fact, let's call the cops right fucking now.

That won't be necessary.

- Hey, what's going on? Look-- - Come on. Turn.

Ow!

Precinct got a brief about a series of investment scams.

And the second I saw the suspect, I thought,

"I know that guy".

I even remember the car.

Then somebody called it in.

You're under arrest on suspicion of fraud.

You have the right to remain silent.

If you give up that right, anything you say can and will

be used against you in a court of law.

This fucking asshole has stolen three million dollars from me.

Wow.

Well, we'll do everything in our power.

Yeah, but how long will it take?

I can't tell you that.

Sit tight.

♪

Thanks.

It's gonna be okay.

You're gonna get your three million back,

and we can still start again.

Your husband took his money out.

Interesting timing, don't you think?

Well, things aren't going great at work.

I mean, he might be losing hours, and--

He probably just thought it wasn't worth the risk.

Mmm.

Hey.

Hey.

[phone vibrating]

Who was that?

Jeff.

Might be a mood killer.

♪

[solemn orchestral music]

What?

It's like the last year has just been wiped from existence.

As if I don't feel bad enough already.

Maybe that's a good thing.

A reminder that the choices you make are made for both of us.

I knew the timing was off.

Just didn't think she would...

That could be her.

- I was tricked. - You were reckless.

That's the game, Wanda.

We make big plays.

Sometimes they pay off, sometimes...

We lose everything!

What are you bringing to the table?

A stable income.

You're just gonna sit there and sulk like a child?

Enough! Fuck!

Amazing.

Where are you going?

♪

[dramatic pop music]

[knocking at door]

[suspenseful music]

Hello?

Kim Miller?

Uh, sorry, who are you?

Are you Kim Miller?

I think you have the wrong address.

Do you know where she lives?

Sorry.

It's just, I have a delivery.

And it needs signing for.

♪

It's in the car.

I was told this was the address.

Like I said, I can't help you.

Could you please move your foot?

You're blocking the door.

Everything okay?

All fine.

Just got the wrong address.

♪

Who's that?

I don't know.

♪

[urgent music]

[gunshot]

♪

[footsteps]

[Jeff] When did the call come in?

This morning. Six calls.

Why are we only here now?

Well, they sent a couple of patrol guys.

They couldn't find anything.

Then another call came in, and someone found this.

[soft dramatic music]

Hey, don't touch it, man.

Hey, that's evidence!

What are you doing?

This is Kim's.

- It might be somebody else's. - No.

She runs here, and she marked this bit with felt pen.

- Have you talked to her? - No.

She didn't come back to the house after her run.

I figured...

The affair.

- I warned you about that guy! - Slow down.

We don't know anything yet.

We know that she's involved with him.

And now I know she's hurt.

We're gonna find her, Jeff.

I promise you.

Okay.

Then let's go talk to her.

Let's do it.

Let's go.

[exhale]

♪

[knocking at door]

My God.

This is...

When did you last see her?

Charlie,

can you confirm your whereabouts between the hours

of 10:30 and 11:00 yesterday morning?

Do you think she's gonna be okay?

We're working on it.

Please answer the question.

Uh, uh, Sunday I was at home with Wanda, my wife, all day.

She can vouch for that?

Yeah. Uh...

Listen, if there's anything I can do to help...

We appreciate it.

Thank you.

Have you noticed anything off about her lately?

♪

Uh, yeah.

I hope you won't mind me saying, there's Jeff, I mean,

you're closer to her than me.

But Kim's been struggling after what happened.

Her words, she's brilliant,

but her behavior sometimes can be erratic.

Erratic? How?

It's a-- it's a crapshoot what time she shows up.

She tries to hide it,

but I've seen her breaking down in tears.

[sighing] Then there's the drinking.

♪

The drugs.

What the hell are you talking about?

I know, I know, I know. I felt the same way.

Look man, I don't want to have to show you this,

but I think you have the right.

♪

What the fuck is this?

Hey, hey, hey, hey, I get it,

I get it.

It's tough to learn that your wife was involved in...

Yeah, in some lesbian affair gone wrong.

I caught her looking at it, okay?

Didn't say anything, just snuck it off her phone and copied it,

- just in case. - In case what?

You want her to watch it at work?

In case something happened.

Seems like she's in bed with some very bad people.

And whatever this affair is,

it was fucking with her big time, man.

Tell you the truth, I wasn't

that surprised when she went AWOL.

I just hope she finds her way back.

- Uh, where are you going, bud? - What do you mean?

Well, don't you think you're a little close to the situation?

- [sighs] - I got this, okay?

Play "I Spy," go get a coffee.

I'll be right back.

[car door alarm]

[car door slams]

I've never met his assistant.

Can you confirm Charlie's whereabouts on Sunday?

Yes, he was here all of Sunday typing away.

I don't want to seem indiscreet, but...

how's your relationship?

This is relevant to the case?

Uh... could be.

It's good.

It's marriage.

Look, um, there's a rumor

that he's been having an affair with Kim.

[laughs]

- No. - No.

He wouldn't.

Uh, and even if he wanted to,

he's...

impotent.

But I've stayed with him through that and more.

Sickness and health, right?

Right.

♪

[dramatic rock music]

He's a fucking liar.

The man was screwing my wife.

The man has an alibi.

Yeah, well, maybe she's covering for him.

I don't think so.

Kim uncovered what he was up to, and now she's missing.

Now, look, I know you think I have it in for this guy,

but he could not be more suspicious.

Well, neither could you.

- What? - Yeah.

Your wife is missing, man.

You saw the goddamn crime scene.

We don't even know how badly she's hurt, and I see

no concern on you. None.

Maybe you did something to Kim,

and you're trying to pin it on Trudel.

You think I'm capable of that?

- Come on, man, you know me. - Yeah.

I know you well enough to know

you're not acting like yourself.

Oh, I'm sorry that I'm not

sufficiently weepy for you, Andy.

You know, I'm a little busy doing actual police work.

- Well, maybe you shouldn't. - What?

He's right.

You can't work on a case this close to you.

Concerns have been raised.

There's no need for secrecy, Chief.

We all know it's Andy.

You're on the fucking warpath.

Because this guy is involved.

Why am I the only one who can see that?

Why do I get the feeling you're not telling us everything?

What do you want to know, Andy?

How often Kim and I are fucking?

All right, enough.

He isn't telling us everything.

The station received a call from one Charlie Trudel a few

days ago, asking us when he'd get back the stolen money

we seized from his fraudulent investor.

I don't know what you've been doing, Miller.

But you're now the subject of an internal investigation,

and a suspect in your wife's disappearance.

Anything else? Uh...

You running a brothel in your garage?

Sir.

You're suspended.

Without pay, until we see how this thing shakes out.

And I don't want you going anywhere near Mr. Trudel.

Am I clear?

♪

[suspenseful music]

[car beeping]

♪

[car door slams]

[engine revving]

♪

It's not good, Charlie.

I know.

Three million dollars.

I'm acutely aware.

Mortgage payments, bills.

It's all coming at us like a freight train.

I need to know you're handling it.

It can't just be me. Not again.

It's us.

See this?

Every name's a potential investor.

I'll call 'til I get a yes.

By the end of the night, things will be looking up.

Just looking?

Hey, is that Bill Gottliman?

Take a seat.

Ah, I'm more of a stander.

Cut to the chase. I respect that.

[Bill] Good.

I'm not here to invest with you.

Oh.

I'm here for your expertise.

What kind?

House flipping.

Locations, prices, subcontractors.

I run a startup investment fund,

and you'd be looking at a 40% stake if you agreed.

Well, I don't know if I want to give away my trade secrets.

It's a big fund, Charlie.

A 40% share, it represents far more than

what you make right now.

How do you know what I make right now?

I do my homework.

And I know you just lost quite a bit to fraud.

Bad beat.

Okay.

How about 50%?

Look, man.

I don't want to help you poach my clients.

All right, all right.

Final offer.

If one of your clients drops you to sign up with us,

we'll pay you a finder's fee

equivalent to 125% of their investment.

What?

That makes absolutely no sense for you.

[Bill] Of course it does.

Call it customer acquisition costs.

Three years down the line, we'll have made that back.

And then some.

How about meeting with our big boss?

You'd like him.

And you'd like to undo that three mil loss, I'm sure.

♪

[intriguing string music]

So this is the town's most savvy investor.

Is that what they say?

It's what I say.

Would you like a drink?

Uh, yeah, yeah.

Gin on the rocks would be perfect.

Bill.

I'm on it.

So I hear you have a business plan that's pretty watertight.

Well, I just figured that if you can get two mil a year

in investments, you can give your clients a 10% return,

be covered in case half of your clients want their money back,

and still make a buck out of it.

Hmm. I don't need the pitch.

You don't need to sell me on anything.

Then why am I here?

What happens if everyone wants

their money back at the same time?

It's real estate.

So they understand that flipping houses takes time,

and the weight is built into the deal.

- Real estate? - Yeah.

That's your line?

What do you mean?

[chuckles]

Ah, smart man.

Won't show yours without seeing mine.

Let's say I need a sense of what I'm getting into.

Cards on the table, please.

[sighing]

Thanks.

All right.

All right.

Here's my hand.

Our business model may seem familiar to you.

Taking investments, paying a high rate of interest,

financed with fresh money from fresh investors.

I won't use its name.

It's an ugly word for a beautiful engine.

Do you understand what I'm saying to you?

So, are you doing the same?

Listen, I know you need the money.

And we really need your mind.

Your ability to find these investors, to convince them,

to keep them.

How's the gin?

Good. Good.

And the real estate?

There is none.

[laughs]

- There it is. - Yeah.

[suspenseful music]

[Vince] I think we could make great partners.

Together, we could expand this thing tenfold.

I mean, not that you haven't already done very well

on your own.

Bar your recent run-in with a con man.

[Charlie] Yeah. Do we need to talk about that?

[Vince] Ah, still sore. I get it.

There is a sensitive matter...

we need to discuss.

What sensitive matter?

[sighing] I'm not sure I feel comfortable talking about this.

Cards on table.

You're right.

We know about your assistant, Kim.

Yeah? And what about her?

Well, she's missing, isn't she?

And the police have

questioned you about it.

Yeah.

But I had nothing to do with it.

What's that you said about cards on the table?

I think you'll agree I've been pretty forthright.

Yeah.

Dangerously trusting.

We just need assurances.

We need to be sure that this...

that she isn't a problem anymore.

No.

It's-- it's okay.

All right.

No deal.

Wait, wait.

♪

My hands stayed clean.

I would expect nothing less.

She knew too much about the business, so...

I convinced a friend to take care of it.

[Vince] You did the right thing.

Your friend.

Is he reliable?

Is she?

And yes, I didn't give her much choice.

She's a stupid hick, but she does what she's told.

So she shot Kim in the woods?

How do you know Kim was shot in the woods?

Jeff!

♪

[sighs]

[Andy] We have your confession, Charlie.

Nah.

You have a lie.

Would you like me to play the recording for you?

I know what I said,

and I'm telling you, it was bullshit.

So you're telling us that you

made the whole thing up, right there on the spot.

[Charlie] Yeah.

You're not looking at the facts at all.

Are you volunteering the facts?

Stop it.

You have them already.

I know you have the business records.

You must have used the client's

spreadsheets to find out, right?

Yeah.

But check who wrote them.

Check who made the money transfers.

Every single one.

Are you blaming Kim?

[laughs] Before all this, I was selling beaters

in a fucking parking lot.

My real estate business failed first time.

And big time.

Kim's got a math degree.

She was in charge of every transfer, selecting every

potential client.

She showed me the way, and I did my spiel.

You admitted to the scam on tape, Charlie.

I was trapped.

By the time I found out what she was doing,

I knew I'd look complicit.

And here we fucking are, me up on the cross.

Clearly, I was right.

Cut the shit, Charlie!

No need to cut, my friend.

'Cause now the architect of the whole scheme's disappeared.

How convenient.

You told our guy you had her killed.

Are you fucking real?

I'm a salesman.

I play the part I need to play to get the deal done.

I figured things must have gone south between her

and her crack whore lover, and I used it. That's it.

By the way, if you think I'm a fucking patsy while you're

letting the big fish off the hook, well, you're off,

my friend. All you got on me is a recording full of empty words.

On her, this stuff is real.

[knocking at door]

We found her.

Is she talking?

Singing.

What's going on?

Bring her past.

♪

[slow rock music]

[Charlie] What did you tell 'em?

Just empty words, huh, Charlie?

What lies did you tell them,

you fucking bitch?

♪

Welcome to your future.

[phone vibrating]

Who is that?

Jeff.

Might be a mood killer.

- Mm. - Mm.

Have you lost your fucking mind?

Have I?

Think about what you're asking.

Where do you think the money I give you comes from?

My fucking ass?

I can't afford to take chances with her anymore.

That means you can't either.

I'm not doing it.

I know it doesn't feel like

your life can get much worse, but trust me, it can.

Fuck you, Charlie.

There's that video of you and Kim.

I don't give a shit about the video.

Oh yeah? I know people who'll have no

qualms about hurting you.

If you knew people,

you wouldn't be asking me.

Nah, they're expensive. And you're cheap.

Back off!

Okay.

Let me be fucking clear with you.

Option one is you don't do this.

I'll immediately cut you off.

Pretty sure I'm the last patsy

in town willing to fund your fucking lifestyle.

So, you'll have to find a job.

But every time you try, I'll make sure that footage

finds its way into the employer's inbox.

So expect a lot of rejection letters.

Or maybe you'll turn to your poor sister, afflicted with a

lifetime of being related to you, in the hopes that maybe,

maybe she'll help you out.

Except she won't.

Because despite of what you may think, I do know people.

Oh.

I also know where your sister

likes to walk her dog, by the way.

A lot of roads.

A lot of cars.

A lot of accidents.

Tragic hit-and-runs.

That's what happens if you don't do it!

Option two!

You fuck this up.

Then, you're looking at a

potential very long stay behind bars.

Not much more fun than the option one, by the way.

Option three, you do this properly,

you get away with it,

and you're free to do whatever the fuck you want.

The way I see it, you only have one choice.

Do I hear a yes?

♪

[energetic rock music]

[gunshot]

[dramatic music]

[Charlie] Just calm the fuck down

and listen to what I'm saying.

I can't believe you made me do this!

So it's done?

[Tonya] You're gonna delete those videos!

And you're gonna leave me alone!

- Is it done? - Yes, it's done!

It's fucking done!

Okay, now. You need to vanish, all right?

We're talking air.

What about the body? No trace?

[screams]

[rustling sound]

You okay?

Me?

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry I got myself into this.

You scared the shit out of me.

Me too.

You should stay hidden.

Why?

Let him think that it worked.

But can't we just report it?

No.

We don't have enough proof.

Besides, now we have more for him to confess.

Can you do that?

Shut up?

Yeah.

[chuckles]

I know where she is.

[Andy] Oh, no.

What the fuck did you do?

I didn't.

I just had to keep her safe.

The hell you been doing, Jeff?

Trudel tried to kill her.

Okay? And he came fucking close.

- You should see her head. - What?

Why didn't you tell us?

Because I needed to move fast. All right?

Look, I know that I went off book.

But I need the department in on this now.

We've already crippled his funds.

That's why he went after Kim.

Okay. I think we use this pressure

that he's under now to get a classic Canadian.

A confession.

Kim's already got some evidence on the scam.

And we just need...

We just need that silver bullet.

If we're gonna do this,

you're gonna need your Mr. Big.

So, all these numbers redirect to either Bill or Vince.

Okay.

So let's just hope he hasn't revoked my password.

♪

- [beeping] - Yes!

Okay.

[phone rings]

Hello?

Is that Bill Gottliman?

Indeed it is.

- What time is he coming? - [male voice] Eight.

All right, we can't screw this up.

I, um...

I wanted to tell you in person

before the commission releases its findings.

Okay.

Weighing up the evidence,

the conclusion is that there were just too many factors

interfering with your work on that day.

There will be no internal action taken.

And by extension, no charges will be pressed against you.

[exhaling] Okay. Uh...

What about the lawsuits?

That's a separate issue.

But our findings will likely make it much more difficult for

them to secure verdicts against you personally.

I know this process has been difficult, but...

It's over.

[exhaling]

So what do you think stopped you from doing this sooner?

I guess...

talking about it makes it real.

And what changed?

Accepting that it is real.

It is...

inescapable.

Real, yes.

Inescapable...

Maybe it's not about escaping anything,

but coming to terms with it.

Accepting it.

Look, I won't pretend it's going to be easy.

But the very fact that we're doing this together, it shows

that you're ready to confront what needs confronting.

And that's a first step you should be proud of taking.

♪

[Jeff] Woohoo!

- [sighs] - [laughs]

No, no, I stink.

Yeah, well, I knew that when I married you.

I am off.

I love you.

Love you.

[doorbell rings]

[knocking at door]

Did you forget your keys agai--

Hi, Kim.

Remember me?

Tried to pretend you were someone else.

Who are you?

Name is Roger.

Delaney.

I am so sorry for your loss.

My brother.

My sister-in-law.

My nieces.

All gone.

How did you find me?

Doesn't matter.

Here you are.

Got your husband.

Got your job.

No consequences. Nothing.

There were consequences.

I'm not talking about your fucking head.

The commission decided there were no charges.

What did you decide?

It haunts me every day.

Haunts you?

You've been running this whole time.

Didn't want to step forward.

Didn't want to talk to us.

And now, when you're confronted with the physical reality of

what happened, you want sympathy.

I don't.

You sure as fuck don't want accountability.

Who am I supposed to turn to?

Who do I get to look in the eye and know,

know that they're paying for what happened?

It's you.

You know it's you, right?

♪

[soft dramatic music]

[gasps]

[gasps]

♪

♪

[door slams]

[dispatcher] 911. What's your emergency?

[police sirens]

[police radio chatter]

[hospital staff indistinct chatter]

[rapid beeping]

[flatline]

["House of the Rising Sun," vocals by Kiara Huber]

♪

♪ There is a house in New Orleans ♪

♪ They call the Rising Sun ♪

♪ And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl ♪

♪ And me, Oh God, for one ♪

♪ Go tell my baby sister ♪

♪ Never do like I have done ♪

♪ To shun the house in New Orleans ♪

♪ They call the Rising Sun ♪

♪

♪ My Mother, she's a tailor ♪

♪ She sewed those new blue jeans ♪

♪ My sweetheart he's a drunk one ♪

♪ Drinks down in New Orleans ♪

♪ Goin' back to New Orleans ♪

♪ My race is almost run ♪

♪ Gone back to spend the rest of my days ♪

♪ Beneath that rising Sun ♪

♪