Deceit (2006) Movie Script

1
I didn't realize you had legs, Pruitt.
You're always behind a desk.
Which is exactly where she belongs.
But no, she had to see some action.
It was bound to happen sometime.
Careful what you wish for.
Want to run it down for us?
All right.
Well, it seems like the perp threw her...
...against the wall.
Here.
Punched her two in the face.
The glass frame.
She hits her head.
Still conscious.
And he drags her
into the center of the room.
And then takes this out.
We also found
some footprints out back.
Size eleven.
That's... Ford's size.
Big surprise.
Did you get
the prints off the knife?
We're still processing...
...them at the lab.
But all signs point to Ford.
The evidence is all here.
Only one thing we have to figure out.
What's that?
Motive.
We will find the motive.
Hard to look at, aren't they?
I didn't do this.
Your prints are all over the knife.
All over the walls.
All over her face.
It wasn't me.
This will be a lot easier
for you if you just tell us the truth.
What do you want to know?
Everything.
I remember it was
five years ago this spring.
Dad threw us a party at his bar,
The American Standard.
Any excuse for a party...
...would usually do.
But this time he meant it.
I was the first member of...
...our family...
...to graduate from college.
A life of unlimited possibility.
There was my dad, partying
and sweet-talking the girls.
Having better luck than me.
Him and Anthony...
...his best friend from the good...
...old days.
I remember it was the last time...
...Brian and I had
a really good time together.
He was my best friend...
...ever since moving
here from London as...
...a kid. I knew I could trust him.
And he'd always have my back.
Dave.
Yeah.
What?
You know what.
Just open it.
What's this?
It's a gift.
For what?
What do you mean for what?
You're going to.
It's huge!
Brian, I can't take this.
Oh come on, listen.
You wear this on the first day of class.
It will help you fit your way in.
Trust me.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
I'm proud of you.
I didn't get you anything.
Ah, don't worry.
Get me another beer.
What is this, like nine for you?
What? I'm not driving!
I'm cutting you off.
I object!
Where's the old man?
He's over there.
Your old man has
a way with the ladies.
Sometimes I think they like him
better than me.
I know I do.
On the house.
Thanks.
Is this seat taken?
Do I know you?
You look familiar.
Listen.
I have a boyfriend.
I see.
Where is he now?
Giving his best friend a gift.
You don't say?
I helped pick it out, actually.
It's a really nice watch.
Sounds like a great gift.
I love it.
Thanks.
I'm glad you like it.
You want to dance?
I'd love to.
It's nice of your dad to throw this party.
He's such a good guy.
I know. I'm lucky.
So when you move to
New York and become a rich lawyer,
are you going to forget
about us little people?
Not gonna happen.
Good. Cause you mean a lot to us.
You mean a lot to me.
Hey, can I cut in
and dance with my lady?
Of course.
Thank you.
How you doing?
Let me give you
some free advice, kid.
You'll be care about.
Which one?
Come on. I see how you look at her.
What are you talking about?
I look at her like she's Brian's girlfriend.
That's all.
He's out cold.
Cheers.
I better go, Dave.
Sure you don't want to crash?
I better go.
At least let me walk you home.
I'll be fine.
You are not walking home at night...
...by yourself.
Thank you.
Thanks for always being there.
I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have.
No.
I knew what we had done was wrong.
But I didn't care.
I'd loved Emily since
the first time I saw her.
And at the time, that night...
That was more important than friendship.
Dave?
You scared the shit out of me.
Sorry.
I've been thinking about New York.
I don't have to go.
I can-
Dave, listen.
Last night-
I, um-
We made a mistake, didn't we?
What are you talking about?
I was drunk.
So?
We have to forget about it.
Emily, what happened
last night was something...
...that I've wanted for so-
Brian and I have had our problems.
But I love him.
He takes care of me.
Is that what it's about?
Taking care of you?
What's that supposed to mean?
Brian has money.
He loves me.
I love you.
No, you don't.
I do.
Jesus, Dave!
You're going to New York.
I don't have to.
Yes you do.
What kind of...
...life will we have here together?
A real one.
I am not breaking up with Brian.
You think you can give up
your friendship for me?
He's your best friend.
The next day I was gone.
Gone?
Yes. I went to New York
and I never looked back.
Why not?
I had to put it out of my mind.
It?
Her.
Mr. Ford,
how long had you been living...
...New York City?
Almost five years.
What brought you back here?
Come to bed.
I can't. I'm still cramming.
Are you sure?
Sure you don't want to take
a walk on the wild side?
Claudia, the Bar is in three weeks.
Three weeks.
I gotta pass or I'm gonna be working
at Best Buy for the rest of my life.
No you won't.
I'll support us.
Oh, that's sweet.
I didn't know journalism paid so well.
I'll just write
a thousand articles a day.
You would do that for me?
Actually, I wouldn't.
Do you want my help?
I'm never gonna memorize all this.
Yes you will.
I have faith in you.
Maybe you'll fail.
It could happen.
Oh, you little-
Hello?
Yeah. Yeah?
Who is it?
Okay.
I'll be there.
What happened?
My dad died.
Oh my god.
Oh, sweetie.
Can I get you anything?
No, I'm fine.
You sure?
Yeah. Thanks.
Open this, please.
I want to introduce you to someone.
Anthony?
Hey!
Hey. Dave.
Dave.
Hey, kid. What can I say?
Your old man was one of a kind.
This is my girlfriend Claudia.
Hi.
So, you're the one
who has to put up with this guy, huh?
Somebody's got to.
Hey, thanks for sending me
the pictures, man.
- They're great.
- No.
Marty would have liked this.
The pictures, free food, you.
It's nice to have you home.
It sure is.
Sorry about your dad.
Thank you.
Brian.
Oh, this is Claudia Marshall.
Claudia...
These are Small friends of mine.
Brian Nicholson and Emily Darrow.
Nicholson.
That's right, I forgot.
It's nice to meet you.
Okay.
Well, I'm gonna help.
Listen.
Sorry I missed the wedding.
Last year of law school equals
no time for a life.
It's stressful.
I think my mind's about to explode.
Well it's good to see you.
You too.
Both of you.
I wish it was under
better circumstances.
Are you gonna
be staying in town...
...for a bit, Dave?
Thinking about it.
Good.
Listen.
If you need anything.
I mean, anything at all.
Don't hesitate to ask.
Okay?
Thank you.
All right.
We gotta run. See you.
We'll see you later.
Tell Carrie we say goodbye.
Claudia.
I'm not breaking up with Brian.
You all right, kid?
This place looks the exact same.
You want a drink?
Sure.
Whatever you're having.
Coffee?
Twenty years
of drinking caught up with me.
I'm a bad drunk.
Milk, right?
Yeah.
So, what are your plans?
Dunno.
What about The Standard?
Well, since
Dad didn't have a will...
...it goes to me.
But I know he would
have wanted you to have it.
Yeah?
You're his best friend.
Besides, what the hell do I know...
...about running a bar?
Thank you, Dave.
I mean it.
I know.
It's good to have you back.
When are you leaving?
Miss me that much, did you?
She's a married woman now.
Who?
Emily?
Come on.
We're old friends.
I'm with Claudia now.
Old feelings die hard.
Oh boy.
Careful with that one.
Even though this
place stays the same...
...people change.
Don't worry, I'm fine.
You know,
you don't have to sell this...
...place yourself.
You can hire a realtor.
And then we can go back to New York.
Yeah. I was kind of thinking
I want to stay a little longer.
If that's all right with you.
Sure. What about your exam?
There will be another exam, right?
I mean, dad just died.
I've got a few things to figure out.
Okay.
All right, what this place needs
is some new hardwood floors.
And a realtor.
Dave!
This "Sale By Owner"
shit is not gonna work.
See?
I told you.
Who do you suggest?
Me.
You're a realtor?
Yeah! She's the best in town.
So, I say we spend a little cash.
Turn this place
into something special.
And who knows?
Maybe I can get a hundred and fifty.
A hundred seventy for it.
That's it?
Yeah. It's not New York.
I don't really
have that kind of cash flow.
We got you covered.
Okay?
Are you serious?
Yeah. That's fine.
And then we can,
you know, hire movers.
Haul this furniture out of here.
And then tackle the rest ourselves.
I mean-
If you don't mind the company.
No. I don't mind.
Thank you.
Our pleasure.
It's great to have you home. Ow.
What's wrong?
Oh, I just- I hurt my back...
...working out.
All right, listen.
We've got some...
...errands to run.
So we just wanted to make sure you're okay.
Yeah.
Yeah, everything's good.
So I guess you're hired.
I won't let you down.
Nice friends.
Yeah.
It's bizarre
how sometimes the worst things...
...in life can lead to the best.
But that's what happened
when I reconnected with Brian...
...and Emily.
It really felt like old times.
College days...
...even.
And it began to...
...make me question
my life in general.
Was being a New York lawyer really
worth giving up my only real home?
Claudia's sweet.
I like her.
How serious are the two of you?
Pretty serious.
Shit, I need more paint.
Excuse me.
Oh yeah.
Sorry.
Oh, hold on.
You got a little paint on your face.
Is it gone?
Yeah, kind of.
Not really.
It's not moving.
It's dry.
I'll be right back.
Okay.
Oh shit!
Em?
What happened?
I'm a clutz, that's what happened.
You're a mess.
Let me get you a rag or something.
Hello.
Hey. How you doing?
What are you up to?
I was getting food.
I forgot my wallet.
Give me a hand here.
It's fucking cranberry red.
Are you just gonna stand there?
Or are you gonna help me out?
I, um-
Come on, Dave.
It's not like this is...
...anything you haven't seen before.
Not in a long time.
Do you have anything
that I could put on?
A shirt.
Okay.
Two for you.
Got it?
Yeah.
Thank you.
How do I look?
I have to say,
it looks better on you than me.
You're sweet.
I guess I should get back to work.
Dave?
Yeah?
Do you ever think about that night?
Sometimes.
Lately, a lot.
Hello!
We're back.
That was quick.
I forgot my wallet.
Hi babe!
Hey.
I spilt paint on my shirt.
I should have told you.
She's clumsy.
Claudia, hold on.
I think about it, too.
Hey.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
Come on.
What's wrong?
Are you kidding me?
Look, we're just old friends.
Dave, I'm not an idiot.
Claudia, seriously, it's nothing.
I just- I don't trust her.
Don't feel threatened.
Threatened?
Dave, I came all the way out here
to be with you after your father died.
I think I should
just go back to New York.
No, Claudia.
Don't.
Dave, you said you needed
to figure some things out.
I think you should do that alone.
But I thought you were gonna stay here.
Help me clean the house up.
Honestly, it's fine.
Hey. Who wants to go
for a drink at The Standard?
Go ahead.
I have to pack.
What, you're going somewhere?
Yeah. I have a deadline.
You okay?
I need a drink.
With Claudia out of the way,
the only thing...
...standing between you
and Emily was Brian.
It wasn't like that.
Oh really?
It wasn't?
Why don't you tell us how it was?
Another round!
So Claudia's leaving you, is she?
What? No.
She's just got some work to do.
No, Dave, Dave, Dave.
You can't lie to us.
We are your best friends.
I don't know.
You know what you should do?
You should ask her...
...to marry you.
See, marriage is the
oldest trick in the book.
We're not quite there yet.
Come on!
It worked for me and Em.
We're happy, aren't we baby?
We're happy.
It worked for me and Em,
didn't it, babe?
It worked for you and me.
So, that's a nice shirt.
I like that. It's nice.
Oh thanks.
I just got it.
And how much did that cost me?
You know one
thing you didn't know about...
...Emily is
she likes to spend money.
All right?
Lots of it.
I bring in my own income thanks.
Sure you do, baby.
Did you pay for that little
shirt with your income?
Come on Bri.
She knows I'm-
You know I'm joking, baby.
She knows I'm joking.
I'll be back in a minute.
Dave? I'm sorry.
No, Brian's just getting liquored up.
It's fine.
No, about...
...what I said at the house.
It was stupid.
It wasn't stupid.
It's just something
we think about from time to time.
I think about you all the time.
I know you guys
are going through a rough...
...time right now.
And I think about
what we could have had.
We can't do this.
We just can't.
Claudia-
I'm sorry, I can't.
You're right.
You're absolutely right.
Where's Em?
She went out
for a cigarette break.
You don't want
to come home with me tonight?
No.
You're not gonna come home with me?
No. Roger, stop it.
Why won't you come home with me?
I'm not leaving.
Fuck you!
Roger, wait!
You okay?
What's with that guy?
Just a client.
Or should I say an ex-client?
He wasn't very happy
with the price I gave him for his house.
Whatever.
You want a cigarette?
I'd love one, but no.
Sit down.
So you're leaving, huh?
Yeah.
I hope it wasn't something I did.
No. No.
I have a deadline to get back to.
Are you originally from here?
No.
A small town in Connecticut.
Which one?
Essex. It's like a
fucking Norman Rockwell painting.
You have family back there?
My dad left when I was little.
My mom died a few years ago.
I'm sorry.
Not your fault.
I was still in high school.
So...
You got as far away as possible?
University of California.
Blue skies. The ocean.
No fucking snow.
Can't get much farther than that.
That's how I met Dave, actually.
And Brian.
Of course.
And Brian.
Let's go find the guys?
Sure.
Hey!
Hey!
She's toasted.
Me too.
I'm over this place.
Let's get out of here, huh?
Let's go back to our house.
Have another drink.
Oh, I can't.
I have a plane to catch.
Claudia never made her flight.
Did she?
No.
We got a call from
Brian on the way to the airport.
You wanna see her?
Hey.
Thanks for being here.
Of course.
What did the doctor say?
She's got a mild concussion.
They want her to stay overnight.
Brian?
What happened?
I don't know.
We had a fight
and she stormed out and she fell.
How did she fall?
Did she trip? Did she-
I don't know. I wasn't there.
I was in the other room.
Okay.
You tired, babe?
It scared me.
I was really starting to doubt my best friend.
His wife was lying there
in a hospital...
...bed. If there was the
slightest possibility, I couldn't leave.
Let her get beat up
by her own husband.
Maybe I should stay.
You know, with everything that's...
...just happened.
No, it's okay.
You gotta get back to your deadline.
No offense, Dave.
But I'm actually glad to leave this place.
It's not so bad.
Will I see you home soon?
Yeah.
I'll be home before you know it.
Okay.
I'm really sorry about your dad.
So? How well did you...
...know this Anthony Soretti?
Very well.
He worked for my dad for years.
So you're aware of his history?
Yes.
All of it?
What are you getting at?
So you knew that he had...
...a criminal record?
He's an ex-con.
Theft, assault.
Yes.
And that didn't worry you?
No. He changed his life.
He was family.
Didn't think
he'd steal from the bar?
No. Never.
David, what exactly...
...was his role in all of this?
Long night?
You have no idea.
Well, drinking ain't gonna make it easier.
It took me twelve steps and...
...two stays in jail...
...to figure that out.
Is that why you work at a bar?
Funny.
Go back to New York, Dave.
Trust me on this one.
I can't.
Emily's in the hospital.
Yeah, I heard.
Listen, this is a small town.
Small town, big town.
Word gets around.
What are you talking about?
It's not the first time
Emily's gone to the hospital.
What do you mean?
Oh, come on.
Do I need to spell it out?
People aren't always
what you think they are.
Look, I'm not saying he did it.
But the cops have been out there...
...on more than one occasion.
The cops?
Everyone's got secrets, kid.
So, you decided to play...
...the knight in shining armor.
Is that it?
It wasn't like that.
Why don't you tell us more...
...about Brian?
I'm gonna take a shower.
Well, I could use a drink.
I know how much Emily appreciates
you being here, so thanks.
Of course.
Brian, I gotta ask you something.
About your drinking.
Okay.
I know what you're gonna say.
Who told you?
Anthony. He said the cops have
been out here a couple times.
Okay, okay, listen.
I used to have a problem.
I'd get drunk all the time.
I'd bust the place up.
But I'm better now.
He says with a drink in his hand.
Come on, that was years ago.
What?
Don't look at me like that.
You used to get trashed
just as much as me.
Yeah, but I'd never-
Oh, come on, Dave.
Listen.
You don't understand.
I think I do.
No, you don, t!
Emily can be difficult!
Things are not the same as before!
Difficult?
When someone's being difficult
you sit them down and have a little talk.
Hey!
There's things you do not know!
You don't send them to the hospital!
Brian, did you push Emily down the stairs?
No!
Admit it!
Fuck you!
She deserves better.
Like you?
Just get out of my house.
You should be ashamed of yourself.
If you lay another hand on her.
Get out!
So have you heard from Dave?
I'm giving him space, remember?
I don't know, I just-
I think Dave's really good for you.
And I wouldn't want to see you-
I don't know.
Lose him so easily.
I'm not losing him.
It's really, honestly, not a big deal.
This chick doesn't strike me
as the most honest type of person.
You know?
Her husband threw her down
a flight of stairs.
I know.
Look, if you want my advice,
do what you do best.
You're an investigative
journalist. So.
Investigate her.
Who knows?
Maybe you'll find something out.
Either way, it can't hurt. Right?
Okay.
Okay.
They hard to look at?
I didn't do this.
You were the last one with her, Dave.
Your prints were all over the knife.
All over the walls.
All over her face.
No, it wasn't me.
Hey.
Can I come in?
Yeah.
Why did you leave so suddenly?
Didn't he tell you?
No.
Well he told me plenty.
What did he say?
I know what he did.
He pushed you down the stairs.
Didn't he, Emily?
Dave, don't.
What?
Hey. Tell me.
Yes.
I'm sorry.
I just-
I didn't know where else to go.
Brian's going to
Houston tomorrow to look at...
...some property.
He'll be gone all week.
Why don't you come
over tomorrow afternoon?
I'll be there.
Can't wait.
Hey, Dan.
It's Claudia.
Listen, I need you to do
a huge favor for me.
Can you get me a report?
A police report?
Please?
Emily Darrow. D-A-R-R-O-W.
Thank you so much.
Come in!
It wasn't me.
David?
Were you trying to kill her?
I'm scared, Dave.
Don't be.
I won't let anything happen.
I have to tell him by myself.
You sure?
It's gonna be painful enough as it is.
He shouldn't see us together.
The second you need me,
you call me.
I'll call you after
I tell him tomorrow.
It'll all be over soon.
Anthony!
I want to drink a toast to...
...Emily here.
And as the proud owner
of The American...
...Standard, a toast to Marty Ford.
Actually, we wanted to talk
to you about the bar.
We?
My student loans...
...are killing me
and I need to pay them off.
So, Emily had a great idea.
We sell the bar.
We get at least...
...three hundred grand for it.
And we split it...
...in half.
It's definitely half yours.
Sell the bar?
You could start your own bar!
I don't want to start my own bar.
I need the money, Anthony.
But, what about this place?
What about the legacy
of The Standard?
Your father wouldn't want this!
I'm sorry.
Hey, it's yours.
Don't be sorry.
Do what you gotta do.
Hey.
Come on.
Let's dance.
Hey.
I'm sorry.
You see that guy?
Yeah.
You know him?
He keeps staring at us.
Yeah.
He's an ex-client.
He's really creepy
and he's always following me around.
It's really weird.
What?
Wait a second.
No, Dave.
Stay here.
Is there a problem?
Me?
No. I'm just having a drink.
Keep your eyes to yourself. Okay?
Okay.
You know that's Mr. Nicholson's
wife you're dancing so closely with.
Right?
What's that to you?
Oh, me and Emily go way back.
She likes it rough, doesn't she?
Hey man, that's enough.
Let me ask you a question.
When you eat her pussy, how do I taste?
Get that asshole out of here!
Get your fucking hands off me!
I'm just having a drink!
Out!
I'm just having a drink, man!
Motherfuckers.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
Shit.
This place was dead anyway.
Loser.
Hello?
Dave?
Oh god, Dave, you have to come.
Emily, what's wrong?
He's coming.
I have to go.
No, don't hang up!
Shit.
Emily!
Emily!
Dave!
Get away from her!
I won't let you hurt her anymore!
Come on!
Watch it!
Stop it!
Stop it!
Stop it!
Bastard, you fucked her!
How long has this been going on?
Since he returned home?
You think you can fuck around on me
with my best friend
and get away with it?
You fucking whore!
You fucking whore!
Brian?
Brian? Brian?
Brian, talk to me.
Oh god.
Is he?
What are we gonna do?
I don't know.
It's my fault.
No, Dave. No it's not.
He was gonna kill me.
I saw it in his eyes.
You saved my life.
You saw what happened.
Dave, you have to get out of here.
What?
You know this town.
You think they're...
...gonna believe the guy sleeping
with the millionaire's wife didn't
have anything to do with his death?
We have to call the cops.
I will.
Everyone knows he was an alcoholic...
...and abusive.
They'll believe it.
It was an accident.
It's gotta be this way.
Until it clears.
And then you and I will be together.
Okay?
You've got to get out of here.
Trust me.
Okay? Go. Go.
I watched them carry Brian's body away.
And honestly, I felt relieved.
I thought Emily was finally safe.
So, a week passes.
Mrs. Nicholson buries her husband.
No charges are filed.
It was simply an accident.
Did you go to the funeral?
Of course.
Me and Emily were careful.
How so?
We didn't seem too close.
I said hello.
Paid my condolences.
That was nice of you.
You'll never understand.
We're trying.
Believe me.
Mr. Ford?
When did you first learn about...
...the money?
I quit, Dave.
There's no reason
for me to stay here anymore.
I called my kid brother.
He's giving me a job in Detroit.
At least I'll be with family.
You don't need to do this.
I just did.
To Brian Nicholson.
Come on.
May he rest in peace.
Long time.
Whoa! Long time.
You look like shit, kid.
I'm going back to New York.
Too much has happened here.
How's the grieving widow?
Shaken up, to say the least.
Yeah, well.
I guess we're all up shit's creek now.
Juvenile detention.
You're not supposed to call me.
I keep thinking about him.
Me too.
Like a nightmare.
I found something out today, Dave.
About his will.
I get it.
What?
He left it all to me.
I spoke to our lawyer today.
I get it all.
Don't worry.
She doesn't suspect anything.
That's dirty money, Emily.
I will gladly take
that son of a bitch's money.
Okay. But don't do anything.
I'll figure it out.
Hi.
May I please speak to Mrs. Darrow?
Mrs. Darrow,
this is Claudia Marshall from The Times.
Yes. I'm calling because
we're doing a piece on your daughter Emily.
Um, do you have a minute?
Sure.
Coffee would be great.
No, I can come uptown to meet you,
no problem.
Okay, great.
Two o'clock.
Thanks so much.
I saw the light on.
Is someone else here?
No!
Hey.
Hey, I'm glad you're here.
I have to show you something.
What's going on?
Oh my god.
Holy shit.
We have to destroy these!
These are probably copies.
Someone knows.
Who?
Dave?
Dave, if these get out,
we don't get the money.
The will says
if I have an affair-
Forget the money.
Now the police have a motive.
No, we need the money!
The money is mine!
It's ours.
We have to find out who sent them.
Roger.
Oh shit.
Yeah, you're right.
He warned me.
He'll call the cops.
You said he was a client.
What's his address?
No, you're not going over there.
I have to talk to him.
Let's just leave tonight.
Let's go to Brazil tonight.
Emily, get me his address!
Hello?
Is anybody here?
Hello, Dave.
Jesus!
What are you doing here?
I found your pictures.
You're trespassing, you know that?
You can't blackmail us.
Blackmail?
Got caught with your hand
in the cookie jar, huh?
Where's the camera?
Don't own one.
Where are the originals?
Originals?
What the fuck are you talking about?
What the fuck are you talking about?
So she fucked
you over on some house sell.
Big deal!
You're gonna come in my fucking house
and go through my fucking stuff!
You got played worse than me,
you sucker.
Fuck you!
Where are they?
Fuck you. Fuck you.
You're a liar!
You're a liar!
You fucking liar!
Oh fuck.
Once you murdered Mr. Nicholson,
it was easier the second time.
I didn't kill Brian.
It was an accident.
But you did murder Mr. Crane, correct?
Did you go to
Mr. Crane's with the intent to kill?
No. Not at all.
I didn't kill Brian. It was an accident.
Now the police have a motive.
It's gotta be this way.
What did I do?
Trust me.
But you did
murder Mr. Crane, correct?
Maybe I did.
I quit, Dave.
Because you thought
he took the pictures?
Yes.
Do what you gotta do.
But he didn't.
Did he?
All right, so I'm-
Dave, what happened?
Did you take the pictures,
Anthony?
Pictures?
What are you talking about?
Did you take the pictures
because I was going to sell the bar?
Did you take them?
Take it easy, Dave!
Take it easy!
It's Anthony!
Calm down! Calm the fuck down!
What happened?
I killed him, Anthony.
Killed who?
I watched his eyes roll
back into his head.
Who? Who's head?
Here, sit down.
It's okay.
What happened?
Roger. The guy from the bar.
I thought he took the pictures.
But he didn't.
What pictures?
Anthony?
She lied to me.
Emily?
So you finally wised up to her?
Oh, Dave.
Oh Dave, what have you done?
I don't know.
Where did you leave this guy Roger?
His house.
Give me his address.
How long ago?
About an hour.
I'll take care of this myself.
Thank you, Anthony.
Thank you so much.
Poison.
That girl is pure poison.
You can have the bar.
All of it.
It's yours.
Don't you say that!
Don't you fucking say that!
This ain't about the bar!
You never-
You never got it, kid.
You're family.
Now you go home.
You go home.
You wait for me.
Don't even think
about going to her house.
You promise me that.
I promise.
We're gonna make this right.
Jesus Christ, Dave?
Are you okay?
Tell me the truth.
Um, this is not
what is looks like.
Please let me explain.
Brian was right.
You're a fucking whore.
Dave, don't say that.
Brian knew about Roger.
What?
You're lying.
Brian picked Roger.
He was...
...my client.
Brian set us up.
That's crazy. You're crazy.
Brian wouldn't do that.
He did.
And he watched us.
And he liked to watch us.
This is insane.
You have to believe that.
You have to believe...
...all of it.
You made me
think he was hurting you.
He was hurting me inside.
And with him there
we could never be together.
And we would never be able
to get Brian's money
if he was still alive.
He was my best friend.
But we can be together now.
Forever, right?
Big mistake, Dave.
You got Mrs. Nicholson's statement?
Mr. Ford's, too.
He confessed.
And you're sure he's your guy?
One hundred percent.
Hayes?
Cut and dry.
Fingerprints, DNA, testimonies,
witnesses, weapons and a confession.
It's all there.
He killed the husband.
Prints were all over the body.
He killed Roger Crane.
He even admitted to it.
He beat the living shit out
of Mrs. Nicholson,
stabbing her in the chest.
What's the motive?
Sex, love, jealousy.
Pick one.
Got your guy.
Pruitt, do the paperwork.
Get it on my desk by the end of the week.
Congratulations guys. Did good.
Thank you, sir.
Nice work.
Thank you.
Mrs. Darrow.
You must be Claudia.
Thank you so much for meeting with me.
Can I get you a coffee?
Sure.
That'd be great.
Okay.
Just black.
Sure.
Hi. Can I get one coffee, black?
That was great work, Wendy.
Thanks for letting me in on this one.
No problem.
Go home, take a
cold shower and get some rest.
I probably will.
Take it easy, Pruitt.
Till the next one.
Do you mind if
I ask you a few questions?
No, of course not.
Okay. Uh, let's see.
When's the
last time you did see her?
Oh.
Emily moved out years ago.
Uh, right. Essex Connecticut.
No. No, we never lived there.
Emily was raised right
here in New York.
Mrs. Darrow,
did she have many friends growing up?
Yeah, when she was a child.
After her dad left, she changed.
People didn't like being
around her quite so much.
Just a few boys here and there.
Sam.
And who's Sam?
Sam lived across the street.
A little older than Emily.
Those two were thick as thieves.
Do you think I could talk to Sam?
Sam moved away a year or two ago.
Got a call from Emily and was gone...
...within hours.
Do you know where Sam is?
I would love to get
some quotes for the article.
I think she went out west.
That's what she said she was gonna do.
You can ask Emily about her.
Wait, I'm confused.
Her?
Sam.
Sam is short for Samantha.
I'm sorry, I wasn't clear.
Sam's a girl.
Samantha Pruitt.
Hi.
Hi.
So, let's go.
Is it done?
Case closed.
Did you get the money
from Brian's lawyer?
Wired it to the
Brazil account this morning.
Quite an inheritance.
Good.
How are you feeling?
I'll be okay.
Sorry if
I was too hard on you last night.
I was afraid
we got a little too carried away.
Don't worry about it.
It was fun.
Please Pruitt!
Stop!
Okay.
I love you.
I love you, too. Go.
Hey.
You know those
pictures you took of Roger and me?
Why'd you give them to him?
I needed a
little insurance of my own.
Just in case you had a change
of heart or something.