The Undoing (2020) s01e04 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 "Nightie-night" and kiss me ♪
Just hold me tight
And tell me you'll 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 ♪
[dramatic music playing]
[Grace] I was on one of my walks.
One of your walks.
[Grace] Yes.
One of my walks. That's what I do.
That's how I ground myself. I walk.
Is that really so difficult
to comprehend?
[Haley] That you happened to ground
yourself by walking within footsteps
of your husband's
bludgeoned-to-death lover.
Yeah, it bumps me.
I'm not saying it's bad.
Perhaps I could suggest
that you killed her?
Did you?
Are you making a joke?
I don't make jokes. I'm not funny.
Luckily for you, not Jonathan,
the police have more images
of you grounding yourself,
walking, after the time of death.
You're no longer
on their radar as a suspect.
But they still think you're withholding.
Why?
Because it's what rich,
entitled people do when threatened.
They conceal the ugly truths,
to protect themselves,
their family units,
their places in society.
Their public image.
And they think they can get away with it,
because they're rich.
- I'm not withholding.
- Whether you are or not
Eyes here, please.
Don't do it with me. Ever.
Anything else?
Apart from your grounding walkabout.
Any more secrets?
No.
- [sighs]
- Tell me more about Elena's husband.
You said that he struck you as volatile.
Very.
- How very?
- Just very.
That's not terribly specific.
Are we talking about
something more than that?
Come on.
Give it the old trained
clinical psychologist try.
Why are you testing me?
Because this case may come down to you.
And before I put you on the stand,
I have to kick the tires.
On the stand?
[dramatic music playing]
[scoffs] No.
No.
I'm not going on the stand.
[footsteps approaching]
You see Haley?
[clicks tongue]
[sighs]
I don't like her.
[scoffs] So what?
You're not paying her
to be your friend, Grace.
Lawyers are like car mechanics.
You pay them to fix your problems.
- For bedside manner, I always have you.
- Oh, so now I'm the enemy.
[sighs] No, I didn't say that.
- Can I get something for you, miss?
- Oh, no, thank you, Irma.
I'm fine. I'm not hungry.
- So, what are you saying?
- I just need a little unconditional support
from my loving father right now.
That would be
That would be nice.
[dramatic music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
Well, thank you so much for doing this.
I'm doing it for Franklin.
How'd you get that bruise on your face?
I was attacked by a
One of my friends here.
And you bit him.
I did, yes.
Somewhere amidst the pile-on,
when half the prison joined in the fun.
Self-defense, you know.
Don't bite anybody else.
Okay, I need to get you out.
I can better start shaping the narrative
with you as a quasi-free man.
The bail is two million.
I'm guessing you don't have that.
- I don't. No.
- What about family?
Parents? Siblings? Favorite uncle?
Well, I'm estranged from my family.
[Haley] Why is that?
Is it important?
It is.
Especially since you seem to be
estranged from everybody.
Well, I haven't really spoken to my family
since I left for college.
They would lack the means,
as well as the inclination,
to help with bail.
Are there any more Elenas out there?
Other women you've been involved with
during the course of your marriage.
I will find out.
And you might as well tell me now.
Were there any others?
There was one.
Just a one-off years ago.
I'd lost a patient, and I was,
you know, in a mess.
I was distraught, and
And you had a lapse.
Yeah.
[Haley] And how many others?
No, like I said, just the one.
Are you gonna be able to defend me,
Haley, or not?
I'll be able to defend you best
if I'm not surprised.
Well, there was no one else,
apart from Elena.
Elena, and the one where
you were distraught.
- The sad fuck.
- Is that supposed to be funny?
I'm not funny.
I'll need her name.
- Thank you for coming.
- My pleasure.
[Grace chuckles]
I'm kind of a glutton for punishment.
This thing
It's like the trial of a lifetime.
So, the opportunity for me
to relive losing it
- I'm sorry.
- I'm kidding.
You know, if it was somebody I loved
whose ass was on the line, I'd
I'd be wanting Haley Fitzgerald
instead of me, too.
So
Do you think that he might be innocent?
- Jonathan.
- That's what you wanted to ask me?
There's something to be said
for objectivity, so I just
My gut instinct is yes.
- He could be innocent.
- [exhales softly]
You know, brain's connected to the gut.
They got scientific evidence of that now.
You know that, of course,
you being a shrink and all.
I still think he's a dick.
Just not one who'd commit murder.
[dramatic music playing]
[footsteps approaching]
Haley feels that it's important
that he gets out on bail.
She feels it would present him
to a potential jury pool
in a more favorable light, and he'll be
able to contribute to his defense
in a more meaningful way.
I assume this is when your loving father
gives his unconditional support
a test drive?
Are you all planning to live together
like a family again?
- No. No.
- Okay.
Jonathan will live in the apartment,
and
Henry and I will continue
to live with you, if that's okay.
[dramatic music playing]
Mark.
Good day, sir.
Thank you, Robert.
- [guard] Move it!
- [buzzer sounds]
[guard] Let's go!
- Move it! Let's go!
- [guards yelling indistinctly]
Well, I can't imagine
what you must think of me.
I certainly understand
why you would not feel comfortable
putting up my bail.
- But
- Stop.
I'm not here for your understanding.
I'm here to look at you.
I'm here to make sure
that you understand me.
I think you're guilty.
I believe you killed that woman.
Grace makes room for the possibility
that you did not.
And perhaps because
she so rarely asks for my help,
I find myself
ill-equipped to refuse it.
But should you run,
should you do anything
to further harm my daughter,
my grandson,
I will track you down.
And I will kill you myself.
Thank you.
I'll make good with your daughter.
With Henry.
And I will make good with you.
[dramatic music playing]
I'm done here.
[guard] Get up. Let's go.
[reporters clamoring]
Please make a path.
I'm gonna say, I'm gonna say this,
and then I, I would be
grateful if you would leave us alone.
I'm obviously very happy to be out,
and beyond that,
I look forward to clearing
my name in court,
and proving that I'm innocent
of this crime.
Thank you very much.
There'll be no more questions.
[clamoring continues]
Thanks, Hugh.
Sorry.
- O h!
- Sorry.
Hi.
Hi.
I'm sorry.
You're not in trouble, Henry.
Then why am I here?
- I would just like to know what was said.
- What was said?
I would just like to know what was said
between you and Miguel Alves.
"Hi," was said,
by me.
Miguel didn't say anything.
You just said "hi"?
Well, after I said "sorry."
You said sorry to Miguel.
- Yes.
- And what were you sorry for?
I bumped into him by accident.
So, I said sorry.
It's one of the five C's.
Character, courage, conscience,
charity, and courtesy.
I said "sorry" out of courtesy.
[Franklin] Hmm.
Thank you.
I already regret it.
[stammers] I'm not going to play the role
of brokering you
back together again, you know.
I'm not.
You never liked him.
No.
No, I never did.
Jonathan upset me in a profound way
the minute I first set eyes on him.
I did ask you what it was
you loved about him.
I asked you whether
he seemed so perfect for you
because you had explained to him
exactly what "perfect for you" meant.
And he was just giving back
what you wanted.
I know you're angry.
I'm furious.
I'm furious with myself, Grace.
For not putting up a fight.
God.
They wanna kick Henry out of school.
What?
Yeah. [sighs] Yeah.
They want him to be homeschooled
until all of this is over.
- [footsteps approaching]
- [Irma] Excuse me.
The police are back.
[Mendoza] We hate to be such a nuisance.
- But you continue to be.
- [Mendoza] Far be it from us
- to give you advice, doctor, but
- [clears throat] Then don't.
But are we to understand you've allowed
your husband back into your home?
[scoffs] My personal life
is none of your business.
[Mendoza] Why would you think that?
Hmm? Your personal life,
your husband's personal life,
is our primary business of late.
What do you want?
- Can you sit for a second?
- No. I would prefer to stand.
How well did you know Elena Alves?
- Are we back to that?
- She called you.
Many times, in the days before her death.
It's right there on her phone.
Your cell number.
[Mendoza] Nothing to say?
I never, ever spoke to Elena Alves.
Not on my cell phone.
Not on any other phone.
Yeah, that's true.
Her phone shows that those calls
were never answered.
Because you never picked up.
Why are you fucking with me?
- Did you know it was her?
- No.
Because I don't pick up a number
when I don't recognize it.
- I assume that it's a telemarketer. I'd
- Mm.
All right. Fine.
If you think maybe I was the one
that killed her, great.
- Be sure to testify to that.
- [Mendoza] We're just trying
to get all the information.
Including, but not limited to
- your relationship with the victim.
- I had no relationship with her.
Other than I was on a committee with her.
- And I walked
- [Alan] Evening, miss.
Good evening, Alan.
And I unwittingly
walked within a block of her apartment
the night that she was killed.
You know she was an artist, right?
A sculptor. Painter.
It was on the news.
- You never knew it before.
- [O'Rourke] So you never
Posed for her?
Oh, fuck you. What?
We found something
in her basement storage.
- I don't
- [O'Rourke] It's an oil portrait.
[dramatic music playing]
[Mendoza] I would say she captured you
Rather well, don't you think?
[Grace] Did you know?
[Jonathan] No, no.
No, I had no idea.
You mean, like a portrait?
- [Grace] Yes! A portrait.
- Christ.
And exceptionally detailed.
Well, I knew she was obsessed, but
- [sighs]
- What are the police making of it?
I don't know. Or they're not saying.
They're just asking more questions
and I don't have the answers.
We'll get through this.
We'll get through this somehow.
- Jonathan, stop.
- We will. We will. We will.
We're not in this together.
We're not.
You stand accused of a crime
that maybe you did, maybe you didn't do.
And I'm gonna play the role.
The assigned role of the wife.
And that's it.
Well, then, I'll just pray
that I make my way back to you.
You know, what we had, you and I, was
It's too big to undo just like that.
But you did.
You managed to undo it, didn't you?
Whatever I feel for you,
it doesn't matter, because my mind
is stronger than my heart.
You know that about me.
And while you may not be
a murderer, you're
You're not my husband.
You'll never be my husband.
Come on.
Come here.
Come here. Come on.
Come on.
- It's me. It's me. It's me.
- [voice breaking] Why would you
I can't.
- It's me.
- Stop it. Please stop.
Stop. Just stop it. Stop it now.
No. No.
No.
Come on.
[newscaster]
Bail, you will recall,
was set at ten million bond,
two million cash,
a number Dr. Fraser has
presumably met.
It is white privilege.
You think that
if it was the husband,
or any black man, that he would
have been granted bail?
This was a vicious murder.
The woman's head
was nearly liquefied.
He's not a threat to society?
It's obscene.
[Sylvia] Franklin.
- Hi, dear.
- Oh.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Hi. Come say hello.
- Hi.
- Hello. How are you?
- You run off.
- Good.
- Tell them sorry.
- Tell Miss Hatsy it's my fault.
- Bye.
I've told Grace a thousand times,
but if there's anything I can do.
You're a dear, dear girl
and she knows it. So do I.
How is she?
She's always so stoic.
How is she, really?
Really?
I don't know.
I don't know whether I ever knew.
Ah. She's just Grace being Grace.
My date has just appeared.
You have fun.
Oh, I intend to.
[Connaver] He didn't do anything wrong.
Why homeschool him, then?
Well, we feel
it would be in the best interest
of everyone, if Henry,
for the time being
- Why?
- With the trial approaching,
the distraction serves no one.
You told my daughter
that Reardon would be there for Henry.
- That the community was steadfast.
- I did, but
Henry's life has been ripped apart.
If ever an overpriced, self-important,
full-of-shit school needed to step up
This is coming from the board.
They feel we need to create distance
between Reardon and all the ugliness.
I cannot exalt your grandson's needs
at the expense of the school's writ large.
Well, I can.
I've given a lot of money
to this school, Mr. Connaver.
And I've always considered it
a privilege to be able to do so.
But make no mistake.
I am a cocksucker.
And I don't mean that
in the sense of gay belittlement,
as it's currently come to be interpreted.
No.
I'm an old-fashioned cocksucker.
The more traditional kind.
The kind who fucks over
anyone who hurts me,
or a loved one.
You speak of ugliness, Mr. Connaver.
You have not yet met ugliness.
[horn honking]
[thunder rolling]
[thunder crashing]
[moaning]
Please.
- [thunder crashing]
- [rain pattering]
[exhales]
[dramatic music playing]
[dog barking]
[gasps]
[dramatic music playing]
[children playing]
[dramatic music playing]
- [Henry] Hi.
- Hey, honey. Hey.
- It's all right.
- Are you okay?
Fine. I promise.
[Henry] What happened?
I don't know. I was Whew.
I was walking in the park,
and I got lightheaded and then
Think I just went numb.
Hey. Hi.
Hey.
[Grace] Jonathan.
Are you okay?
I'm fine. It was probably
just a bit of a panic attack,
and then stress.
Yeah.
- Hey, buddy. Hey.
- Hi.
- How you doing? You all right?
- Yeah.
So, what are the doctors saying?
Um They're just saying
that it was stress-induced,
and that I'm gonna be discharged, so
- All right. So, eyes open.
- Jonathan
- please don't.
- Eyes open. Eyes open, please. Please.
Jonathan, come on.
- Please don't do this.
- And open, open, open. Open, please.
Can you track my finger?
- And touch my finger. Come on.
- [Grace] Oh, please. Really?
[Jonathan] Do it.
Yeah. And now your nose. And, uh, finger.
And now nose. I think you're okay.
I think you're okay.
[Grace] Yeah.
When can I get out?
- [indistinct chatter]
- [Sylvia] Jesus. So, what was it?
[Grace over phone]
I don't know. They say
They say it was
just an anxiety attack.
Anxiety?
[snapping fingers]
Why on Earth would you have anxiety?
Is something going on in your life?
You're funny.
Why don't you come over the house
one night this week and we can have a,
I don't know, a boozy sleepover.
Just you and me.
[chuckles]
Yeah, that sounds fun.
You okay?
You really okay?
Mm-hm. I'm fine, I promise.
I'm thinking of you.
Okay. Bye.
[violin playing]
[knocking]
May I come in?
Yeah, sure.
It's a wonderful instrument, the violin.
Yeah. I, I like it.
Most kids at Reardon
want to play the drums,
and the bass, and the guitar, and
I like the violin.
Because it's different.
Mm-hm.
I heard you left your footprint
on Connaver's head.
Hmm.
He's a putz.
[door closes]
[indistinct chatter]
[horn honking]
[dramatic music playing]
[doorbell buzzes]
Well, hello.
Can I come in, please?
Please.
Thank you.
Miguel. Hey.
- Hey.
- [door closes]
Oh, you look well, my friend. Yeah?
- [Fernando] Leave him alone.
- He's my patient, Fernando.
- Just get your hands off him.
- You look strong. That's great.
- I'm so sorry about your mom.
- Don't talk to him.
I want you to know
that what happened to your mom, Miguel
- I didn't do it.
- All right. It's all right. Come on.
- Go to your room, Miguel.
- No, he should know that.
Go to your room.
Go to your room. Come on.
- Go to your room.
- He needs to know that, and so do you.
There were lines I crossed.
- But I did not take Elena's life.
- Get out of my house, now.
I didn't do it, Fernando. I didn't do it.
Go to your room, Miguel.
Now.
Put your headphones on, okay?
Put your headphones on
and turn the volume up.
Fernando, I
I don't mean to seem insensitive,
but desperation has a way
of trumping good manners.
With Elena, there was something
about her that seemed
I don't know. That was off.
- I need to find out exactly
- This is your plan?
This is your fucking plan?
To make her seem off?
I know your grief,
because I feel your grief.
And I want whoever did this to be caught.
I don't believe you.
Well, you need to believe me.
And at a minimum, believe this.
You need to stay away from my wife.
Like you stayed away from mine? Huh?
[baby wailing over monitor]
She has to be fed.
[Fernando shushing]
[dramatic music playing]
[murmuring]
[baby babbling]
Would you like to feed her?
Hmm?
Your daughter.
Would you like to feed her?
- Here. [shushing]
- [baby crying]
Here, baby.
Daddy's home.
- [Fernando] You met her before?
- I have, yeah.
- [babbling]
- You've held her before?
Yeah.
Such a beautiful little girl.
Yeah. That she is.
That she is.
Come here. See you. Let's see you.
Yeah.
- It's difficult to love her.
- Yeah.
I have tried really hard, and
And I will keep trying.
But it's difficult, knowing how
I could take her.
Would you prefer that?
- Are you out of your fucking mind?
- I had to warn him off Grace.
- And I thought if I appealed to him
- He'd what?
Believe you? Forgive you?
You just committed witness tampering.
A condition of your bail
is that you stay away
- I did not try and influence him.
- Doesn't matter.
You actually thought that
you might win over the man
whose wife you're accused
of savagely killing.
How much fucking charm
- do you think you have?
- I didn't see the harm. I really didn't.
I didn't.
Do you ever?
Fine, I apologize. What's next?
You actually did think
you could change his mind, didn't you?
Oh, my God. Of course.
What?
Why wouldn't he believe you?
You cast a spell.
You have done it
with everyone you've ever met.
With a face like that.
I have a handsome, charismatic client.
Capable of mesmerizing.
We will win this.
We will get the jury to see in you
what you see in you.
What I see in you.
Wow.
How'd I do? Did I pass?
Barely.
So, what's the deal?
Are we just gonna play games, here,
Haley, or do you perhaps have
a legal strategy for my defense?
I met with the district attorney.
They have a strong case.
The scene of the crime
is essentially a shrine to your DNA.
That said, it's still circumstantial.
She didn't offer "heat of passion,"
but I think I could get her there.
If you are talking about a plea,
the answer is no.
Voluntary manslaughter would be a steal.
Yes. For someone who did it.
We lose on murder one or two,
you could spend the rest of your life in jail.
I'm not pleading guilty. Is that clear?
I'm innocent.
I did not fucking do it.
[knock on door]
Hi. Thank you very much.
- [woman] Anything else?
- No, that's great. Thank you.
[Haley] Thanks.
[kettle bangs]
We're gonna do a TV interview.
Like it or not,
this case is on trial right now
on television, for everyone to see.
Including the potential jury pool.
We need to jump into that pool.
You want me to go on TV?
With me at your side.
It could be the straightest line
to an open mind. Let people
Let people see you. Hear you.
Without being subject to cross.
[Grace] I never aspired
to a perfect life, you know.
I just wanted to be happy.
I had this idea of what
a good family looked like,
which I got from you and Mom.
- That's really all I wanted.
- Grace.
Your mother and I were never happy.
What?
I was unfaithful to her.
All the time.
No, you weren't.
I think maybe that's what
informed my contempt for Jonathan.
He reminded me of me.
I was not a quote-unquote
"good husband," Grace.
You were. You were!
You were, Dad. I remember. You were
You loved her.
You, you were devoted to her.
You would write her notes.
You'd bring her gifts.
You'd shower her with jewelry,
You, you
Dad, you loved her.
I saw it. I remember
Yeah.
I did.
But I was unfaithful to her,
again and again and again and again.
No.
- And each time,
- You
I would come to the realization
that this was not the way
I wanted to live my life,
and I would come back to the fold.
Determined to reset,
I would confess to your mother.
Apologize.
Different jewelry.
I don't think she ever wore any of it.
[dramatic music playing]
I'm sure it was poison to her.
And the gifts were penance.
My atonement.
It's just not what you
needed to hear right now,
but the idea that your ideal of a marriage
was based on what your mother and I had?
You've always had a way
of chasing ghosts, Grace.
Of believing in things you shouldn't,
and I am afraid that
you are going to find a way
to believe in him again.
- [loud clattering]
- Exactly how weak do you think I am?
[dramatic music playing]
[TV producer] Okay,
in three, two, one.
And cue Connie.
[Connie] Joining us now
is Dr. Jonathan Fraser,
along with his attorney, Haley Fitzgerald.
- Welcome. Thanks for being with us.
- [Haley] Thanks for having us.
You know, this is
a little unusual interview.
Allowing access to your client
on national television.
[Haley] Well, honestly,
he's already been quite on display.
And the picture has been distorted.
I thought, let the people
see for themselves.
[Connie] What do you want them to see?
[chuckles] Uh
I suppose the answer
to your question is
The truth.
Which is to say that I'm flawed.
I do not pass myself off as
honorable, because I'm not.
I was unfaithful to a wife who I love.
I hurt her, I hurt my son.
Both those things are unforgivable.
[Connie] You do admit that
you're a cheater.
But are you a killer?
Did you kill Elena?
That I'm not guilty of.
[Connie] Well,
let's take your version of events.
You say
you suddenly came upon her.
You discovered her dead.
But why did you run?
Because I was in shock,
and I mean that in the medical sense.
So, that's a cognitive shut-down.
It's like a very extreme form
of panic.
[Connie]
Innocent people do not flee.
[Jonathan] Well, I didn't feel
at all like an innocent man.
I was guilty of infidelity,
and I felt pretty certain,
that, uh
- Uh
- Go ahead.
That I was the cause of her death.
Which is not to say
that she died at my hands.
But I felt it was possible, probable even,
that someone else,
in a fit of jealousy, or rage
I had
Made love to her.
It could have possibly
triggered the killer.
Maybe he saw
We know that she was killed
shortly after I left.
[Connie] But the police say
that the evidence points
- only and unequivocally to you.
- So, I think that the police need to
If I could jump in.
The police do an excellent job.
- Sorry. Yeah. Yeah.
- But sometimes they make human mistakes.
- [Connie] You think they rushed here?
- [Haley] This is a high-profile homicide.
Which happened to a mother
from a well-to-do school.
These things are not supposed to happen.
And when they do,
the public demands an answer.
And assurance that the same horror
couldn't possibly visit them.
- The police feel that pressure.
- [Connie] Pressure?
[Haley] Yes, they feel that pressure.
And doubly so in an election year.
- [Connie] I'd think pressure to get it right.
- [Haley] Absolutely.
But sometimes, they get blinded.
And in this case, by low-hanging fruit.
Jonathan was there, around the time.
He left his DNA.
[Connie]
And it wasn't you?
[Jonathan]
It wasn't me.
[Connie] You know,
I get the feeling
you're trying to come off
as some kind of victim?
[Jonathan]
Well, I
I'm not a victim
in a conventional sense, no.
And I brought
a lot of this on myself.
But
Let's not forget that
[sniffs] Sorry.
[Connie]
Go, go ahead.
Go ahead.
Let's not forget what?
[Jonathan inhales]
[Haley] Jonathan
That in all this
I lost someone I love.
And, uh
Well, there you are.
You know, people often think that
being made a suspect must preempt,
or quash grief.
But I can assure you
that that's not the case.
[Connie] So, you still say
you didn't kill her?
[Jonathan] Well, I say that
because I did not kill her.
[Connie]
You loved this woman.
You knew her.
You knew her life.
Do you have some idea,
perhaps, who did?
[dramatic music playing]
I do, yeah.
[closing theme playing]