The Undoing (2020) s01e03 Episode Script

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["Dream A Little Dream Of Me" playing]
Stars shining bright above you ♪
Night breezes seem to whisper
"I love you" ♪
Birds singing in the sycamore tree ♪
Dream a little dream of me ♪
Say nighty-night and kiss me ♪
Just hold me tight
And tell me you miss me ♪
While I'm alone and blue as can be ♪
Dream a little dream of me ♪
Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you ♪
Sweet dreams that leave
All worries behind you ♪
But in your dreams whatever they be ♪
Dream a little ♪
Dream of me ♪
[Grace]
My name is Grace Fraser.
My husband has just broken in.
He's a fugitive. He's wanted for murder.
- [Jonathan] I didn't do it.
- [Grace] His name is Jonathan Fraser.
I'm at 361 Beachway, Beachway Drive,
and I'm fucking terrified.
I need you to get here quickly.
Please.
[indistinct radio chatter]
[dramatic music playing]
Mm.
[warming up]
[Mendoza] So, he didn't call first.
He just showed up.
That's right.
And you called 911 approximately
five minutes after he arrived.
- Yes.
- Correct?
More or less.
Is there a reason you're not believing me?
'Cause that's what it feels like right now.
You don't believe me.
You said he grabbed you by the throat?
He put his left hand over my mouth.
He put his right hand
behind the back of my neck.
- [O'Rourke] Okay.
- And
- It's okay. I'll take it from here. Go.
- All right. Yeah. Yep. Yep.
[Grace exhales]
[Grace groans]
Were you afraid?
I was terrified.
Because you thought
that he might harm you?
I don't
- I mean, I wouldn't rule it out.
- Kill you?
God, why would you be asking me
these questions?
- Why are you asking me this?
- We're investigating a crime.
He assaulted you.
I'm just trying to assess
the severity of the assault.
I'm sorry.
The DNA results came back.
- And?
- The daughter is his.
[baby cooing]
Okay.
[tense music playing]
- Last name?
- Fraser.
- Last name?
- Lopez.
- Last name?
- Hernandez.
- [guard] Last name?
- [man speaks indistinctly]
[man on TV] Things are very fluid,
but what we can confirm is that Dr. Fraser
is scheduled to be arraigned
at the New York County Supreme Court.
We are also now learning
that the victim was an artist
and that her sculpting hammer was
discovered to be missing from her studio.
Police are now considering this
as the possible murder weapon.
You'll remember that Elena Alves
was found bludgeoned to death,
- having been found there by her own
- [Grace] Henry.
Can you turn that off, please?
- Henry, turn it off.
- What?
Turn it off! Please.
[news audio stops]
- God.
- Does he have a lawyer?
I'm hearing he has a public defender.
Probably hasn't got much money.
He hasn't been working.
- What about you, money-wise?
- I'm fine.
He did drain our bank account some, but
[crowd clamoring]
[Grace] Hey.
So, what's happening?
He'll be charged, they'll enter a plea,
and it'll be over.
It'll all go pretty quickly.
Do you know who his attorney is?
No, I do not. My grapevine is
a bit limited on the criminal side.
But, Grace, I don't know
what you've been reading.
I don't know what you've seen,
but I am telling you,
you need to hire your own attorney.
The prospect of you knowing,
- possibly aiding and abetting
- What?
Harboring a fugitive!
I didn't do that. I'm not
Well, even so,
this is what they do.
The police will want
to secure your cooperation.
Leverage is leverage.
I'm telling you.
I'm here. I will call you
on the other side, okay?
Okay.
[dramatic music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
Jesus.
[cell phone rings]
- Hey.
- [Sylvia] Hi. It's a madhouse.
I can't see over there. It's too Oh.
Oh. He's got "The Badger."
- Who?
- For his attorney.
Robert Adelman. He's a public defender.
He's good, but he's not great.
He just chews and gnaws.
They call him "The Badger."
Catherine Stamper's prosecuting.
We actually
We interned together for a hot minute.
She's a heavy hitter.
She's here in person for the arraignment.
It means they're not messing around.
Oh, Jesus.
Her husband is death-glaring me.
You'd think I killed her.
- Who's he with?
- I don't know.
With his mother or something.
What? Okay.
No, I have to get off the phone.
Okay.
[man] All rise!
The criminal court of the city of New York
is now in session.
The Honorable Layla Scott presiding.
Please be seated.
I have allowed television cameras
into this room for today only.
I am making a public interest exception,
pursuant to my authority
under local civil rule 1 point 8.
However However,
this courtroom will not become a circus.
I don't want to see
anybody talking on phones,
Snapchatting, Instagramming,
or any of the other social media nonsense.
We're going to call the case,
bring in the defendant,
arraign him in accordance
with the duly-promulgated rules
of procedure of this courtroom.
I hope I have made myself
abundantly clear.
Go ahead.
- [cameras clicking]
- [Scott clears throat]
[man] Docket number 62333.
The People of the State of New York
v. Jonathan Fraser.
Count one, murder in the first degree.
Count two, aggravated rape.
[Adelman] Robert Adelman
for the defendant, Your Honor.
At this time,
we'll waive reading of the charges
and enter a plea of not guilty
for all charges. We also ask
Catherine Stamper for the people,
Your Honor.
We oppose bail.
This was a heinous and violent crime
[Adelman] My client has
long-standing roots in the community
[Stamper] The defendant has already
demonstrated himself to be a flight risk.
- Cures cancer, no record.
- [Stamper] He fled the jurisdiction.
Not so much as a parking ticket.
Well, [scoffs] murder and rape.
He hit the ground running.
Objection. Ask for sanctions.
- Ten million bond, 2 million cash.
- [crowd gasps]
Take the defendant back into custody.
- Thank you, Your Honor.
- Thank you, Your Honor.
- [Scott] Next case.
- [man] Docket number 62432.
People of the State of New York
v. Matthew Tinker.
[crowd clamoring]
[door opens]
[Henry] He looked scared.
Dad.
[cell door closes, then locks]
[prisoners clamoring]
[man 1] Move it!
Straight ahead. Let's go!
[man 2] Yo, murder man!
[man 3] Yeah, hey. I'm gonna fuck you up!
How we doing?
[door closes]
- It's been nearly a week, so
- Yeah, I'm sorry about that.
First things first.
Don't be talking to nobody in here.
The franchise is populated with reprobates
looking to improve their plight.
Any information they can glean from you
might reap dividends.
- And not to you.
- Well, I would only tell them I'm innocent.
Innocent is good. Saying nothing is better.
So, can you get me out of here?
With money for bail, yes.
With With my persuasive skills
more of a challenge.
Now, you own your own home?
The one in the fancy building
I seen on the news?
I own it jointly with my wife.
Ah.
I am innocent.
Do you care?
Not really.
Truth be told, I prefer my clients guilty.
Takes the pressure off.
I should say,
having read the police report,
I would be very surprised
if you were innocent.
In fact, it'd be difficult for an innocent man
to present more guilty.
Unless, of course, he was stupid, which
I'm figuring you're not
since you cure cancer and all.
Back to me, please.
You know, I should say up front
that in my experience,
doctors tend to be assholes.
The reason they tend to be assholes is
because they get to be.
They're doctors.
My point is
you don't get to be one anymore.
I would be very grateful
if you could arrange for me to see my wife.
[pensive music playing]
[man] Hey.
Dr. Fraser.
Thanks for coming.
I'm Robert. Robert Adelman.
- Nice to meet you.
- Please.
This all must be a terrible hardship
for you and all, so
My sympathies on that.
[woman] Hi. Can I get you anything?
Um No. I'm fine. Thank you.
Your husband seems
pretty convinced that you would vouch
for his innocence.
I won't.
I can't.
Oh, okay, then.
You strike me as a wife suffering from PTB.
Excuse me?
Post-Traumatic Betrayal.
- I kind of coined it myself.
- Yes.
- So, it's not a real disorder.
- No.
It means a fucked-over person,
in the immediate aftermath
of being fucked over,
often believes the fucker-overer
to be capable of anything.
Including murder.
So, my question to you,
before you got wind
of the fact that he was unfaithful,
your pre-fucked-over impression of him.
Did he strike you
as a person capable of committing
this kind of mayhem?
If he did, do you think
I'd be married to him?
My specialty is reading people.
It's the best tool in my kit. I just
Getting a feel for a person.
I'm thinking
your husband is a bit of a dick.
But not a killer.
And what do you think?
I don't know what I think.
[Franklin] I wouldn't go anywhere
near the son of a bitch.
- Don't tell me you're considering it.
- I feel like I owe it to Henry.
To allow for his father
to be innocent, don't I?
No, you do not.
I just need to get a semblance of the truth.
What makes you think
you will get the truth from him?
[thud]
Hey.
[sobbing]
You think he did it, don't you?
No, baby.
No, no.
No.
No. Henry, Henry.
It'll be all right, Henry.
[woman 1] She's coming out.
- Did you know? Did you know?
- [crowd clamoring]
[woman 2] Is he guilty?
[man 1] How do you feel
about the betrayal?
[man 2] Did he do it?
[sobbing softly]
[dramatic music playing]
[man]
Move it! Let's go!
- [door alarm buzzing]
- Move it. Let's go!
Move it!
[indistinct chatter]
Thanks for coming.
How's Henry?
Um
How do you think he might be?
[Grace sighs]
Look, I don't know what the purpose
of this conversation is,
but you wanted me to come and I'm here.
Well, it's not to convince you
that I'm a good husband.
Or a good father.
You didn't just do this to me.
You did this to your son.
You have a daughter.
You have a fucking daughter.
Fuck.
Look, I
I spoke about Elena,
uh, being obsessed with me. Yeah?
She was.
She was not a well person.
Grace, you have to help me.
The whole world thinks I did this.
My only chance is for people
who know me to come forward.
To help you? You actually think
I'm gonna help you?
You know my heart. You know my heart.
I understand that you can
no longer trust me to be
the man you thought I was. I get that.
But you certainly know
that I would never take a human life.
You know that.
I don't know anything.
My heart wouldn't allow it.
Nor would my ego. You know
I didn't
I didn't do it.
Whatever my faults
and my transgressions
My love for you
For Henry
Can you bring him? Please, bring him.
Please, Grace.
He's gotta hear from me.
He needs that.
[Jonathan]
Sideways.
Perfect. And back again.
Very good.
Which other animals have funny walks?
The batfish, body like a tennis racket.
They use their flap-like fins
for walking slowly on the sea bed.
So, it's this
Yeah. Perfect.
[muffled sobbing]
[Grace] Thank you.
Thank you. Thank you.
I appreciate it.
- I appreciate you taking the time.
- I'm really not comfortable with this.
- No, I understand.
- I signed a confidentiality agreement,
and, uh, I'm risking my job
even talking to you.
You're
You're a good friend to him.
You are. You were.
If you're expecting me
to actually help him at this point,
- that after everything that just
- No. I would never expect that.
If If he were guilty.
- Which he is.
- And if he's not?
[scoffs] Come on, Grace.
He's not who we thought he was.
I think we can at least acknowledge that.
What do you know about the victim?
Elena Alves?
I know she had a son.
A 7-year-old boy with a Wilms' tumor.
Jonathan was his doctor.
They weren't discreet.
They weren't even trying to be.
He got warnings. Didn't seem to matter.
He wanted her, and he was willing
to risk everything.
Which he clearly did.
Well, he says that she wasn't well.
He says that she was obsessed with him
and that she was
I wouldn't know.
If she was
the obsessive-compulsive type
- Yeah, then what?
- I admit,
- I'm clutching at straws here.
- Grace,
- Jonathan cultivated it.
- Please.
People becoming obsessed with him?
He He fed off that.
His patients loved him.
The parents, of course.
The parents worshiped him.
He was saving their children.
He thrived on being the center
of intense emotion,
in a very narcissistic and unhealthy way.
It's like he never got
the God-complex memo.
In fact, actually, sometimes I think
it wasn't even about the patient.
It was about the emotion coming at him.
He cared about his patients. He did.
- I saw it.
- Yeah. Maybe.
- I did. He cried for them. He would
- Yeah. Maybe.
They say psychopaths can't work
in a hospital.
Psychopaths? He's not a psychopath.
[children shouting indistinctly]
[tense music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
Hey.
Did you see Jonathan?
- Yeah.
- How was it?
- I'll tell you later.
- Yeah, of course. Sorry.
It's called hero worship.
[Franklin] Excuse me?
People falling in love with their saviors.
It's mostly a woman who is affected and
the objects of the delusion are doctors.
Firefighters. Policemen.
It's also called rescue romance syndrome.
[snickers]
- Sounds like a load of crap.
- Well, it isn't.
What has it got to do with anything?
She fell in love with the doctor
who saved her kid's life.
What has that got to do
with him killing her?
According to Jonathan,
she took it to extremes.
And?
Crazy people do crazy things.
Are you serious?
Are you now believing
that Jonathan is innocent?
I'm just open to the idea.
[scoffs]
And are you open to the idea of you
and Jonathan getting back together?
No. Of course not.
Don't be ridiculous. It's your move.
Hmm.
He came to me for money.
Excuse me?
He said you were worried
about paying for Reardon this year.
That you thought
you might have to take Henry out.
- That's not true.
- Yeah, I know.
I told him it would not be in Reardon's
best economic interest to lose Henry.
And he said, yeah, but you were worried
about finances overall
and that you would never come
to speak to me about it.
And I knew that to be true,
so that when he asked me
not to say anything to you
How much did you give him?
Five hundred thousand dollars.
But I thought I was helping you and Henry.
I mean, I know how private you are, Grace.
I knew that you would not come to me.
I mean, I was actually grateful
to that son of a bitch.
I even thanked him
for giving me the opportunity to
[stammers] I'm
I am so sorry.
[sobbing] I
I should have told you.
I mean, if I had,
maybe that woman would be alive today.
[dramatic music playing]
[softly] God
Oh, dear.
- [baby whining]
- [shushing gently]
[video game beeping]
This isn't gonna be easy.
You keep saying that.
- Hey. Come on
- Mom.
- Hey, put that down.
- Mom. Mom!
Mom.
I'll be fine.
Okay?
[door alarm buzzing]
- [man 1] Name?
- Henry Fraser.
- [man 1] Name?
- Grace Fraser.
Over there.
Name?
Out and around the corner. Name?
Over there.
Name?
Name?
[man 2] Hey. Hey, hey.
No touching. Let's go.
[woman] Bye, baby.
[Grace] Henry, you all right?
Yeah.
Yeah.
[sobbing]
Well
another fine mess I've gotten you into.
Yeah.
- How are you? How's school?
- Fine.
Violin? Rosenbaum?
What's the latest on him?
- Did you kill her?
- No.
You were fucking her.
Okay.
Well, it's straight to the net
with that one.
- [Henry] Were you?
- [Jonathan] Uh
Yeah. We were romantically involved. Yeah.
So, you don't love Mom anymore.
Yeah, of course I do.
I love her and you more than anything.
And I always will.
I fucked up.
I made a terrible, terrible mistake.
I, um, allowed myself to be persuaded
that a person desperately needed me
because her child was very sick
and I could help him recover.
And I let that be a reason
to lose my strength of character.
I was very sorry for her,
and I think that, uh
My wanting to help overwhelmed me, so
And then, after everything,
instead of being grateful
for everything I'd done
for her and for her son,
she became unsound.
Threatening.
It got to the point where I felt
she wanted to destroy us,
as a family,
so I went to confront her about that.
And that's it.
That's all I did.
Why did you run,
if you're innocent?
Well, I ran because I
I was scared. I knew how it looked.
And I was selfish.
In that moment, I was completely selfish.
I thought only about myself
and what might happen to me.
And then, uh
I thought about you. Mom.
So, I came back,
which may have been selfish again.
But, you see, I wanted my family back.
We're never gonna be a family again.
Well, I desperately hope we will be.
Come here. Come here.
[man 2] Hey. No touching.
- Let's go.
- [sobbing]
[Jonathan] It's okay.
- All right.
- [Grace] Come on, Henry.
- Mom. Please.
- Hey.
- Hey. Hey.
- [door closes]
[playing classical music]
Hi.
You mentioned Haley Fitzgerald.
[Grace sighs]
- For you?
- For him.
There is a certain stigma attached
to a public defender.
[snickers]
You have always had an unlimited capacity
to see the humanity in a person.
To have an affair,
that's human.
To strike at someone
in an act of passion or anger,
that's human.
But to bludgeon someone to death
and keep on bludgeoning them
long after they are dead,
that is a monster, Grace.
That is a monster.
He's not that monster.
- Hmm.
- He's
He can't be.
He
He's not that monster.
Dad, he's not.
[Grace exhales]
I'll arrange for you to meet
with Haley Fitzgerald.
[resumes playing classical music]
Take the right hand.
Come on.
It makes me miss Mom.
Please.
[Grace] Stop.
[indistinct chatter]
Lots of shit on you on the Google.
You got the guards, everybody talking.
Hey, what's it like to be so famous?
Come on.
You probably got book deals
and shit, right?
Hey, if I can get my hands on a pen,
you think you can sign some shit for me?
Take your fucking hand off my
Take my fucking hand off you?
You gonna be an asshole
about things now?
Take your fucking hands off me!
[all clamoring]
[alarm sounding]
[screaming]
[inmates jeering]
[suspenseful music playing]
Haley Fitzgerald.
Grace Fraser.
- Thank you for seeing me.
- It's my pleasure.
[Fitzgerald] Please take a seat.
I've read the police reports.
I'm curious as to why you'd want
to help this man.
Well, for my son,
should his father be innocent.
And should he be guilty,
thinking of your son,
which side do you want to err on?
If you would just take a look at the case
I have.
The evidence isn't good.
Add to that, he's got a truth problem.
Are you saying that, um,
the case can't be won?
I'm not saying that at all.
I never underestimate
the state's ability to fuck things up.
I can win almost any case, Grace.
What I cannot do is wave a wand
and make everything better.
If he killed her,
I can't make him innocent.
- I can't make him faithful.
- I know that.
- Do you?
- Yes.
Many clients think I can undo everything.
Wipe the slate clean.
- You sound like me talking to my patients.
- [chuckles]
I understand that you're
a very good therapist.
You've probably fixed
more than a few marriages.
That's not my skill set.
People hire me to create muck.
Muck up the state's case,
so they can't meet their burden.
That's what I can give you
and your husband.
Muck.
[Mendoza] Mr. Reinhart?
Detective Joe Mendoza. NYPD.
I'm sure you are, dear boy.
I got a feeling
your daughter is hiding something.
Whether she's withholding,
tampering with
or falsifying evidence,
for all we know,
she's an accomplice.
You're her father.
Could use some good advice.
A voice of reason.
Or better, I think,
that I be the voice of reason for you,
detective.
My daughter has neither committed a crime,
nor obstructed justice.
I recognize that in the particular,
justice is open
to subjective interpretation,
and I would not deem to presume
what your version of it is.
Mine is very specific.
And if you'd like to know what it is,
get a warrant.
[pensive music playing]
Shit. Fuck. Watch out.
- Ms. Fraser.
- [gasps]
My name's Fernando Alves.
And I'm sorry to intrude.
Can we talk?
[Grace] No.
No, that's not a good idea.
Why not?
[baby coos]
Because it's not a good time, Mr. Alves.
Your husband killed my wife.
When would be a good time?
I've been informed
you've been asking about her.
I was told she wasn't well.
If you have any questions, who better
to answer them than her husband?
Unless maybe yours.
Are you trying to intimidate me, Mr. Alves?
- My wife has been murdered.
- Yes.
And the idea
of her character being attacked
I'm very sorry for your loss, sir.
I cannot fathom your grief.
But I also find it very hard to believe
that my husband could have taken her life.
Because he was such a fine person.
[baby cooing]
Huh?
My son had cancer.
I put him into your husband's care.
He fucked my wife.
What kind of doctor does that?
What kind of mother ends up
fucking her child's oncologist?
I'm under a lot of pressure right now.
And I've reached the point
where I'm not taking shit from anyone.
Mr. Alves, were there other men?
Were there other men?
- Were there?
- No.
No, there were no other men.
Was your wife being treated
for psychological disorders?
None of your fucking business.
My son's father has been charged
with murder.
So, whatever secrets your wife had,
whatever secrets you have
Whatever secrets you continue
to harbor for her,
it's my business.
I will make it my business.
Be very careful, Dr. Fraser.
[tense music playing]
[moaning noises]
[Mendoza]
Did he threaten you?
Not directly but he has been following me.
Following you?
Stalking me.
All right, so you're here
to file a complaint.
I'm here to ascertain exactly
what was Fernando Alves's alibi.
- It's not something we can disclose.
- And why is that?
Dr. Fraser
Have you categorically ruled this man out
as a suspect?
Have you?
I mean, he suffers from anger issues.
- I could detect that in the first meet.
- Yeah, he's in shock.
It would be understandable
if he was angry, don't you think?
His wife cheated on him,
then she was murdered.
Those are the kind of things
that piss husbands off.
He had motive.
He had opportunity.
He had access.
He's hiding something.
Mm-hm.
What tells you that?
Twenty-plus years
of psychological training.
You read his mind.
[O'Rourke] Mrs. Fraser,
we have no reason to believe
that Fernando Alves is a suspect.
Are there security cameras
from inside the building?
Do you have video footage
of people coming and going that night?
Again, we are not at liberty
to disclose that.
But you're at liberty to interrogate me?
Disclosing and weaponizing
every last informational nugget
to emotionally terrorize me?
You're at liberty
to approach my father? I mean
There must be video surveillance.
Are you telling me
that my husband was the only person
to enter that apartment that night?
Because if that's the case,
I want to know
because it will better enable me
to walk away from him
and never, ever look back.
Just Just fucking tell me.
All right. There were no security cameras
in the building. It's an old building.
But on the street.
You have cameras everywhere in this city.
Yeah, there was a
There was an active camera
a block away from the scene.
And?
And?
What is it? What?
[suspenseful music playing]
[Mendoza] There was only
one image captured
that we deemed to be relevant.
[Grace] What is it?
What?
What is this?
What is this?
This is you.
Near the scene of the crime
and around the time
Elena Alves was murdered.
I was walking. I mean, I
- Mmm.
- This isn't
I was walking. I take walks. I didn't
I didn't even know where she lived. What?
Are you suggesting that I'm a suspect? I
Fernando Alves was not
near the scene that night.
The only people of relevance
that we can place
in the area, around the time,
are you and your husband.
Exactly how well
did you know Elena Alves?
[ominous music playing]