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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 ♪

Make it quick.
I got a shift tonight.

- Oh, yeah.
- Oh! Oh.

Sorry I couldn't
be there.

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

How long
are you on nights?

I'm not sure.

Feels like
we get five minutes

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

Yeah, can we have this
conversation another time?

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.

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.

All right, dabbler.

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.

I can handle it.

All right, go home
and get some rest.

All right. Thanks, Kim.

You had a full house,
didn't you?

I'll never tell.

- Let me see the cards.
- Hey, hold down.

- Let me see the cards.
- Ow!

Zulu, Tango, Charlie,
descent flight level 240.

Good evening.

Charlie Tango 705,
climbing flight level 280.

Is it available?

Control,
this is Delta Charlie 543,

calling to confirm flight plan.

Can you repeat your call sign?

Delta Charlie
543 Alpha,

private flight,
five souls on board.

Delta Charlie 543, confirmed.

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.

This is India Foxtrot
1120. Are you there?

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

- Station calling, please repeat.
- This is Charlie

Tango 705, level 280.

Charlie Tango 705, roger.

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.

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?

- Will do.
- Great.

- Traffic, traffic...
- Visual on small craft nearby.

Please advise.

- Traffic, traffic.
- Are you serious?

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

It must be private.

Fuck, where are they?

Descend, flight level 270.

There's crossing traffic.
Delta Charlie 543,

traffic at 2 o'clock position,
at 280.

Climb, climb.

Delta Charlie 543,
traffic at two o'clock!

Increase climb.

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

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

Control, please
respond urgently.

There's no time.

God damn it,
climb, climb, climb!

Physical,
visual, visual.

Delta Charlie 543,
please respond.

Please respond!

Control, control.
Oncoming traffic from--

Jesus, we hit them.

- 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?

Control, emergency.
We need a runway soon.

Left engine damaged.

Charlie Tango 705, understood.

Status on other craft.

Charlie Tango 705.
They went down.

Oh!

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.

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.

Roger.

Charlie Tango 705, if you start
turning left now,

I'm setting you up for landing.

Start turn on final.

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.

50, 40, 30, 20, 10.

Yes.

We've landed safely.

...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.

I like the dawn.

I gotta go to work.

Don't kill anyone.

...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.

Jesus, Tonya, knock.

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?

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.

Oops.

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.

And did you
raise any concerns

about that to your superiors?

Night shifts
are always really quiet.

Apparently not.

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.

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.

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.

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?

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.

Mmm.

Okay, okay, okay.
Show me the rest.

All right.

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.

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.

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.

So what does
this new life look like?

Also your choice.

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

Three point!

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.

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.

Mmm.

Yes!

- You know...
- What?

I have work to do, remember?

No, we have time, we have time.

Do you ever want me to work?

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.

- 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?

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.

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.

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.

Great, I've got all
your account details.

Thank you.
Okay, bye-bye.

Yeah.

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

Late night.

So, congratulations
on your marriage.

I love that.

So, Mark, and Julie.

It's so...

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

Sorry, I've been busy.

Do I have to come in again?

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?

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?

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.

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.

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.

You okay?

Fuck it.

It's you!

You brought your cat?

Say hello to Nikita.

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

Your message sounded desperate.

- Couldn't stay away.
- Sit down.

About that rent.

That I paid?

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

I'm glad you're here.

Kim. Kiss her.

- What?
- It's just a game.

Mm!

Lie her down.

Come join us!

I think he wants to watch.

Stroke her leg.

Lick it.

Girls?

You're gonna do exactly
what I tell you.

Ooh!

Hello?
Oh, hi.

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--

Good night?

- You followed me?
- Yeah.

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.

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.

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--

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.

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.

Drive us home.

That house burned down
six years ago.

And these three haven't even
been built yet.

These two, the street names

don't match
the city or the zip.

Do you want me to leave?

You can sleep on the couch.

It's the phone I use to call.

- 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.

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.

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.

Yeah,
you got that right. Um...

Look, I know Kim's not gonna be

too thrilled about this,
but, um...

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.

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.

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.

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?

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.

Hey.

How are you?

I'm not great, Bob.

- How about you?
- Same.

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.

Feeling adventurous?

Lemonade.

Oh, thank you, Tonya.

So, Mom's inheritance.

Stop. I'm grieving.

Inheritance?

Mom was on welfare.

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.

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?
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?

Hey, Charlie!

What's taking so long?

Yes.

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?

Now this.

I mean, you think he knows?

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.

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.

Who was that?

Jeff.

Might be a mood killer.

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?

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.

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.

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.

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.

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?

I got this, okay?

Play "I Spy," go get a coffee.

I'll be right back.

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.

- 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.

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?

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.

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.

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.

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?

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.

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.

- There it is.
- Yeah.

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.

Yeah.
Do we need to talk about that?

Ah, still sore.
I get it.

There is a sensitive matter...

we need to discuss.

What sensitive matter?

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.

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!

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.

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?

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.

We found her.

Is she talking?

Singing.

What's going on?

Bring her past.

What did you tell 'em?

Just empty words, huh, Charlie?

What lies did you tell them,

you fucking bitch?

Welcome to your future.

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?

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?

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?

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.

I know where she is.

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.

Yes!

Okay.

Hello?

Is that Bill Gottliman?

Indeed it is.

- What time is he coming?
- 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.

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.

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.

Woohoo!

No, no, I stink.

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

I am off.

I love you.

Love you.

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?

911.
What's your emergency?

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New Orleans ♪

♪ They call the Rising Sun ♪

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

♪ And me, Oh God, for one ♪

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♪ Never do like I have done ♪

♪ To shun the house
in New Orleans ♪

♪ They call the Rising Sun ♪

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♪ She sewed
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he's a drunk one ♪

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