Saving Grace s01e12 Episode Script

I know I lost the bet and tonight's on me, but this is it, man.
- Bank of Dewey is closed.
- [ All .]
Oh! - Anybody else tired of hearing him whine? - Whine! - [ Laughs .]
- [ Mouths Words .]
[ Butch .]
Yeah! - Oh! - Oh, shit, man! - Wasabi guacamole! - Yeah! -[ Ham .]
Who's whining now, man? -[ Butch .]
Wasabi what? - Hey, Sweet Pea.
Hi, baby.
- [ Chuckles .]
- [ Loud Kiss .]
- Oh, hey, baby.
Don't eat the guacamole.
- Hey, Marissa.
- Hey.
Wait a second.
Four kids, three year old twins? You cannot possibly look this goodI Hey, happy birthday.
Last week, right? - Uh, whose idea were these? - All Bobby's, man.
Yeah, right.
[ Laughs .]
Good job, Hanadarko.
Good job.
- [ Rock .]
- Oh! - [ Man .]
Ooh-hooI - Come on, sweet pea.
Let's see if these dance lessons paid off, huh? Here? Th-There's not enough room.
- Oh, sure there is, sweet pea.
- All the room you need.
- Dance lessons? - Not one word.
- [ Laughs .]
- I don't care if it comes in a bottle - No, no, no, no! - I don't care if it comes in a can - Whoo-hoo! - I don't care if it's stirred or shaken - Oh, no, no.
- Man, could you give me one for both hands - Ready, three, four! Yee-haw! Yeah! - If it goes down easy - It makes you feel good - Come on! - If it goes down easy - Whoo-hoo.
- It makes you feel good - Mm-hmm.
[ Laughing .]
- Sign on the wall said no dancin'on the tables - [ Man .]
WhoaI She never lets the rules get in her way - Whoo! - No, she don't She got the whole joint jumpin'and goin'crazy Oh, yeah! She grabbed my hand and danced me right outta the place Out of the place If it goes down easy it makes you feel- Hey, Walter.
Turn that up, please.
My divorce is final.
The coffers are empty.
And I look forward to spending some time with the good folks of Oklahoma City.
No matter how long it takes to bring this case to trial.
Bryant Campbell is innocent.
I mean, the kid was obviously distraught when he confessed.
And the evidence against him is purely circumstantial.
Circumstantial? I spent 1 6 hours going- He's a good kid who was at the wrong place at the wrong time.
I tell you who I feel sorry for- Ally Concepcion's family.
Yeah, asshole! Your client bashed her head in and left her in the middle of nowhere.
She had a dead raccoon split open beside her.
I'm surprised PETA isn't storming the campgrounds searching for the cult as we speak.
Cult? What the hell kind of bullshit is that? Me and the Sooner State will get along just fine ah, as soon as we show Oklahoma's finest what real justice is.
- [ All Groan .]
- Hey, come on.
Come on, man.
We got this kid dead to rights.
We got nothing to worry about.
- [ Addison Continues, Indistinct .]
- [ Continues, Indistinct .]
[ Chattering .]
[ Acoustic Guitar.]
[ Man .]
So pretty and, oh, so bold Got a heart full of gold on a lonely road - She said, ''I don't even think that God can save me'' - Save me Am I gaining ground Am I losing face Have I lost and found my saving grace Thankful for the gift my angels gave me [ Addison .]
No slight against Oklahoma.
I just like the comforts ofhome.
I like my own stuff.
I eat my own food.
I'll pass on the Rocky Mountain oysters.
[ Chuckles .]
I mean, that's just one delicacy you have to be a true Okie to enjoy.
[ With Drawl .]
That's because they're easy to eat with no front teeth.
You asshole.
I'm gonna deep-fry your balls, dip 'em in wasabi paste and fly 'em freight back to L.
A.
- You believe that guy, Gussy? -[ Phone Rings .]
Shit, we got the killer.
But he's gonna turn everything we did against us.
Make us look like idiots.
Except for Ham, who do we know likes Rocky Mountain oysters? [ Machine Beeps .]
[ Clay .]
Hey, Aunt Grace.
Are you coming to my confirmation? You promised, right? I think you gotta make something for afterwards.
- Call me, okay? Hey, GusI - [ Machine Beeps .]
Jesus, Earl.
Announce yourself, man.
Wind, wing flaps, something.
How come you're avoiding Clay? I'm not avoiding him.
I'm working.
On an excuse why you can't go to his confirmation? Let me ask you something, Earl.
Does your boss believe in justice? We going back to the '06 O.
U.
-Oregon game again? - Ref screwed up, man.
- Well, I agree.
- How many times I gotta say it? - Defense attorneys.
Not the good ones, the honest ones.
I got no problem with them.
I mean the assholes who don't care if their client's guilty who only care about the win.
How does your God justify them? Well, that's kinda interesting and unique to defense attorneys.
I don't know why.
But when they die and come face-to-face with God the first thing he asks them is ''Did you ever break a promise to your nephew?'' [ Knocking .]
- Bye, Earl.
- [ Gus Whines .]
- Got company.
- [ Chuckles .]
Did you see her? [ Laughs .]
I'm here on behalf of the Raccoons Victims Association.
[ Laughs .]
I've really missed hearing you laugh.
[ Chuckles .]
Huh.
[ Chuckles .]
- Mmm.
- Hi.
I missed you too.
- Yeah.
- [ Both Laugh .]
You pick up evidence and stuff.
Like that TV show, C.
S.
U.
? That's what you're doing with that stuff from Earl? - Science shit? - You said you had something for me? [ Chains Rattle.]
Earl's friend Pashma made him some water moccasins.
- It fell off when Earl was climbing some rocks.
- Wow.
- Thank you.
- [ Gate Shuts In Distance.]
Where does Earl take Hanadarko? He take her to India? Cuba? You don't want to tell me.
You want me to tell you everything I know.
You called me, Mr.
Cooley.
Thank you for the shoelace.
I got something else from Earl that you ain't never gonna have, bitch.
Morning.
[ Ham .]
On tier 8.
Hey, man.
- Yeah.
And, uh- - Yeah, we can do that.
- Sure.
- You know what? - Bring him in around 9:00.
- Absolutely.
[ Grace Mumbling .]
- [ Ham .]
Okay.
- [ Grace.]
You know what I think? We'll speak later.
- Okay.
See you.
- Uh-huh.
We'll talk to you.
- [ Drawer Opens .]
- What the- [ Grace Cackles .]
Sweet peas for the sweet peaI - Oh! - Yeah, baby! Oh,you.
I'd feed 'em to the birds.
- But Ham might go all Hitchcock on us.
- [ Ham .]
Oh.
[ Grace.]
Hey,you guys, I've been doing research on Bryant Campbell's attorney.
In the past five years, Harper Addison has won four acquittals, federal and state.
Had dismissals on six felony cases, and 1 0 out of 1 4 not guilty verdicts.
You got enough money, you can buy your way out of anything.
- How's he gonna buy his way out of a confession? - Cults.
- Aliens.
- Outlaw raccoons.
[ Butch .]
It only takes one member of the jury to believe Addison's bullshit.
You're 1 00% right.
Harper Addison's gonna say and do a lot worse.
I thought A.
D.
A.
Billings had this case.
- He did.
Now I do.
- We gotta talk to this prick? Ifhe subpoenas you,yeah.
And I got a little preview for y'all.
Give me a minute.
Somebody get Rhetta Rodriguez and Henry Silver up here, please.
[ Blinds Drawing .]
[ Kate.]
Why would I want to sign for something that I don't want? I am sorry, sir.
But I cannot accept your delivery.
I mean, am I being clear? Do you understand? I don't know how many other ways I can say this.
[ Sighs .]
Let me guess.
Assistant D.
A.
Morgan Byers.
Team Concepcion? Come on down.
Take a close look at these photos.
Because every piece of evidence you thought was a slam dunk will be torn to shreds by Addison.
[ Clears Throat .]
Isn't that where you come in? I work with what's given to me.
If there were no mistakes, there will be no problems.
There were no mistakes.
[ Morgan .]
So any mistakes, get 'em out so we can deal with them.
Okay.
The vic's blood on the defendant's sleeping bag.
According to Ally's diary, she and Campbell went camping two weeks prior.
- [ Coughs .]
- She says she cut herself.
Campbell's fingerprints on the bat.
He's on a baseball team.
Played the day before.
And that confession that you think you got all wrapped up in a bow you got it off-site.
Addison's gonna say his client was distraught.
Felt responsible, so he said he did it.
Look.
This case is important to Addison.
All right? He's in talks for his own TVshow.
So he's coming at you with both barrels blazing.
He's gonna grill you.
He's gonna make it personal.
So know your shit.
Know everybody else's shit.
Because he'll know it better.
All right.
I'll be meeting with you to go over your reports.
I think I saw Grace take off her glove at the crime scene.
[ Laughs .]
So what? We've all done that.
- Scratched our nose.
Whatever.
- She reached in her pocket, dropped her cigarette lighter.
Long as you didn't log it into evidence.
- How you doing? - Hey.
Butch and Bobby should've talked to somebody other than Ally's roommate.
- We had a confession.
- Maybe she had an ax to grind with Campbell.
Maybe she wanted to see a rich kid go down.
Maybe I should carry an umbrella in case wild geese fly by and crap all over my head.
Come on, man.
We can't freak out just 'cause this prick's coming to town.
Jesus Christ.
Gee- - You gotta have eyes in the back of your head, bird boy.
- [ Laughs .]
Who the hell does Addison think he is? I almost got into a fight with another delivery man.
- Evian? - Espresso machine.
Once Addison finds out he can step outside to smoke he'll probably bring in a humidor for his fancy-ass cigars.
He's not gonna bring his L.
A.
shit here.
He can drink our water and our coffee.
I don't care how far the chief thinks he's gotta bend over for this bastard.
Addison could rent out the presidential suite at the Colcord for these depositions.
He's coming here to psych you out.
Those are good cops out there.
They did their job.
They did a good job.
- This is bullshit! - I know.
And he is going after them like a heat-seeking missile.
Then whatever you gotta do, you make sure that my people are ready.
[ Sirens Wailing In Distance.]
Clay? What are you doing here? Is everything all right? Yes, ma'am.
I just gotta talk to Aunt Grace about Sunday.
Aw, are you excited? Your confirmation, it's a big deal.
Mae tried on her dress, like, 1 0 times.
Don't tell her I told you.
Clay.
The front desk just called me.
What are you doing here? Is everything okay? - You're coming on Sunday, right? - Sure.
- What about the thing you have to make? - No problem.
- Dad can do it if you're busy.
- No.
I'll-I'll make something.
I'll call right now, sign up.
How'd you get here? - Dad's outside.
- Oh.
And he told me to tell you, ''No double homicides.
'' Thanks, Aunt Grace.
Where are you going? By the look on your face? To hell.
Oh, shit.
[ Sighs .]
This confirmation, now what you gonna do? 'Bout to have a cigarette, Earl.
[ Clears Throat .]
That's the fourth time you've cleared your throat in the last two minutes.
What's wrong? [ Sighs .]
I'm scared we might've missed something.
Not that we did anything wrong, but it could look like we did.
[ Clears Throat .]
If you think you missed something, just tell me and we'll figure out what to do.
- Not me.
- Who? - You.
- What? I found a strand of your hair on the victim's body after you processed the crime scene.
- And it's not the first time.
- Why didn't you say something? - I didn't want to embarrass you.
- What did you do with it? [ Sighs .]
Thanks for having my back, Henry.
- I'm sorry.
I should've told you.
- You damn well should've told me.
Shit, Henry! Your hair follicles fall out too! A lot! [ Bobby .]
We should've found out if Campbell talked to anybody else about proposing to Ally.
Come on.
We found the engagement ring in dude's jacket pocket in his apartment.
Same jacket he wore at the campsite.
He asked her to marry him.
She said no.
He bashed her head in.
We don't know if that was intended for Ally - because we didn't talk to anybody but her roommate.
- The investigation was over.
You're looking for a problem that doesn't exist.
It's the same shit you always do.
- How's that? - You second-guess yourself.
Always giving people the benefit of the doubt, even when they don't deserve it.
The way you jump the gun, somebody has to.
- I go with my gut.
- I go with my brain.
We do it your way, we could still be interviewing Ally's friends from grade school - every teacher she ever had.
- You lose your job, you dip into your trust fund.
I lose my job, my kids don't eat! Oh.
Uh, could you please tell me where I could find Detective Grace Hanadarko? - And you are? - Sister Finnian.
Sister Finnian? Right.
- Right.
- Is it me, or is it warm in here? Oh, it's definitely warm.
- She's looking for Grace.
Meet Sister Bullshit.
- Oh- Uh- [ Sighs .]
Probably a lot cooler without the veil.
Excuse me? Oh, I see.
Playing shy? Okay.
What if I start? - Butch, don't do it, man! - Come on.
You and me? Together? - No.
No, no- - [ Rhetta .]
Sister FinnianI [ Chuckles .]
Meet Detective Ada.
[ Sighs .]
[ Grace.]
I apologize.
We have, uh, a lot of practical jokes around here.
And he saw you and- Well- [ Chuckles .]
I apologize.
[ Laughs .]
No, it's- It's no harm done.
It was just an innocent mistake.
[ Laughs .]
So what brings you here, Sister? Um, Clay.
You're his godmother, correct? - Yes, ma'am.
- He's concerned.
Your name's not on the list.
- List? - Confirmation participation and events.
- Mmm.
- We set a record this year, 20 godmothers.
- Only one name missing.
- [ Clicks Tongue .]
- You see where I'm going with this? - Loud and clear.
How about I bring a case of sodas to the reception? ''A case of sodas.
'' Certainly we could do better than that? And coffee.
Maybe the list will inspire you.
Uh, we've got knitted winter beanies with the kids' saints names embroidered.
Wow.
You guys are going all out.
Last year we had an ice sculpture of the Virgin Mary.
Get out.
You're kidding me.
An ice sculpture of the Virgin Mary.
The kids would probably rather have a candy bar.
I guess they were more excited about the homemade chocolate brownies.
Ah, milk! Milk goes great with brownies.
I'm sure we'll get there.
[ Grace.]
I think the whole thing was a scam.
She just wanted something in writing.
Make sure I was coming.
Can you believe Henry accused me of tainting the evidence? I was shaken down by a nun and all you can talk about is Henry? Hey, it could've been worse.
It could've been Sister Laura Marie.
Man.
Hey, there's a guy down there staring at us.
- Gray hair, blue plaid shirt? - Exactly.
Careful! Something you want? - Uh, no.
I'm just checking my messages.
- Mind if I take a look? Hey, there's no law against taking pictures of two pretty ladies, is there? [ Chuckles .]
Any chance I could buy you a beer? - Hey, Grace.
- Do I know you? You do now.
You've been served.
The subpoenas you were all served with- They're to make you talk.
These are to scare you.
Copies of your confidential personnel files.
Covers your entire careers in law enforcement.
The good and the not so good.
- How did you get those? - It's not important.
What is, however, is the fact that if I can get them, so can Addison.
So each of you, read 'em.
Prepare to defend 'em.
- None of this is admissible.
- Doesn't matter.
- You can't unring a bell.
- [ Grace.]
Okay, look.
- We all got shit in our lives.
- Some more than others.
This look familiar? Ajury sees that picture with a beer in front of you on the job - - It was already there.
I was drinking an orange soda.
- That's not the point.
It doesn't take much more than that picture to convince one juror that you might've been drinking the day you took Bryant Campbell's confession.
Until this case is over, no more drinking.
No more bars.
- Why would Addison give you these? - He wouldn't.
- So that asshole at Louie's who was taking pictures- - Was on our side.
Yeah.
You can thank me later for the warning.
Look, that is the kind of thing that Addison is going to expose to an open courtroom and a national audience if he gets the chance.
So lesson number one, don't let him.
Henry Silver, 47, and still living with your mom.
And a cat, right? Thinnest intelligence file I've ever seen.
You getting a kick out of this, Morgan? And Bobby Stillwater.
Isn't that a needle? I'm diabetic.
So what? Do you see the time listed on each photo? Check it against your report which says you were interviewing a follow-up witness at the same time.
Detective Ada, your rich mama bought your ass out of a lot of slings when you were young.
Car accident you had senior year.
That young man who was paralyzed- She's still taking care of his medical bills, isn't she? Maybe you can borrow some money from Detective Ada.
And Ham,you recognize these guys? - No.
- How about now? You beat the crap out of them in a bar fight.
Kind of makes Campbell's claim you threatened to, quote ''beat the crap out of you, asshole, if you don't confess,'' unquote, somewhat credible.
It never happened.
That kid knows it.
Grace! Shit.
Zack? - That's Zack? - Son of a bitch.
Here we go.
First, sorry about leaving you tied to your bed.
I panicked.
That's my bad.
He's okay.
I'd appreciate it if you didn't hold it against me.
I'm really just a nice guy who thought you were hot.
- Look, I still do.
- [ Grace.]
What are you doing here, Zack? Detective Grace Hanadarko? Pleased to meet you.
Harper Addison.
All right, Zack.
Why don't you stand right over here? Who the hell gave you permission to disrupt my office? That would be the fine mayor of Oklahoma City.
He said I could use your conference room for my depositions.
Chrissy, will you bring the rest of them in? All of them.
- Welcome to the Grace Hanadarko love parade.
- You okay? - Detective Dewey? - Yeah? Why don't you take a place right here next toJack St.
Clair? Henry Silver next to Detective Dewey.
And one of the more recent members of this club is you, Detective Ada.
In chronological order, that would place you in front of Mr.
Zack Hanson.
You get the hell out of here now.
Get out, or I swear we will throw your ass out! - No, I have permission to conduct my- - Shut up! - Get out.
- This is another mistake, Captain.
But fine.
Chrissy, move 'em out.
[ Mouths Words .]
[ Quiet Murmuring .]
Well, that was summer.
He brings in fall and winter, we're gonna need a bigger office.
- You sure you want to do this? - [ Kate.]
Oh, guysI - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa- - [ Kate.]
Come onI Is there a scarlet letter on my breast? [ Chuckles .]
That was rough, wrong, and poor Henry.
- Poor Henry? - Did you know that Bobby was diabetic? - I don't even think Butch knew.
- Now everyone knows that Ronnie and I are in debt.
Oh, big friggin' deal.
Everybody else got their guts splayed open.
- You get a loan from Butch.
- Who was that old man? - Chet, my next door neighbor.
- You guys- What? Are you really asking me that? I flash him every now and then.
That's it.
What do you think I am? Jesus, Rhetta.
Thanks.
- Oh, good.
You just flash him.
- [ Phone Ringing .]
- You gonna answer your phone? - [ Ringing Continues .]
Hello? I told you not to call here again.
- Credit card company again? - Yeah.
No.
That was Leon Cooley calling me collect from prison.
- Calling you? - Uh-huh.
- Why? - I went to see him to see if he'd gotten anything from Earl that I could add to my Earl file.
I didn't tell you 'cause you'd tell me not to go.
- How many times you see him? - Twice.
Twice? Rhetta! These guys work with friends on the outside, pull scams, all kinds of shit.
He knows your name, where you work.
Probably knows where you live.
What do you want, Grace? You want me to say I'm sorry? Okay, I'm sorry.
I made a mistake.
I should've told you.
You shouldn't have gone to see him! I don't like learning my best friend is lying to me about going to see a dangerous death row inmate! I don't like my best friend telling me what I should and shouldn't do! - What's that supposed to mean? - It means I'm a little tired of there being two sets of rules.
One set for Grace, and one for the other Are you seriously thinking about not going to Clay's confirmation? Don't change the subject! Why didn't you tell me what you were doing? Because I knew you'd yell at me.
And then I wouldn't have this! An angel's shoelace, Grace.
Look.
- Is that any way to treat an old friend? - No, it's not.
- And that isn't from Earl.
- It sure as hell is.
Since when does Earl wear prison issued shoes? Your friend's a gullible little bitch, isn't she? What do you want, Leon? You bored? You running some game to keep from killing yourself in here? I want you.
- I want a friend.
- And I want to discover a crapful of gold in my backyard.
But that's never gonna happen either.
Earl put you and I together for a reason.
You ever wonder why? - No.
- You ever ask him? - No.
- Well, Rhetta said- What is this ''Rhetta said'' bullshit? Stop calling her! Stop thinking you and I are gonna be anything other than a cop in a room with a killer.
- What's with the kufi? - I converted to Islam.
- So you pray to Allah now? - Yes.
- You read the Koran? - Yes.
Well, you better read a few more pages.
See what it says about calling women bitches.
You lied about a shoelace belonging to one of Allah's angels.
[ Sighs .]
What is this all about, Leon? It's about knowing what the hell this means.
- Where'd you get that? - Ask Earl.
He got one too.
Hey, Gus.
No treat.
- [ Groans .]
- I'm a shitty mom.
Shitty mom, friend, cop, aunt.
- Don't forget godmother.
- I'm glad you're here.
Uh-What'd you say? I said I'm glad you're here.
I could use a little wing.
The pressure from this case, man.
It's getting to all of us.
- Sorry to hear that.
- Hey, help me out, Earl.
Take off your jacket.
Make yourself comfortable.
- What kind of case you working on? - Murder trial coming up.
Hmm.
You make any mistakes? On the case? No.
- In my life? Well-You got a tattoo, Earl? - Why? Well, Cooley said you got a tattoo.
I thought you didn't care what Leon Cooley had to say about anything.
Thought he'd always be just a killer, and you'd always be a cop.
You have a tattoo or not? All you had to do was ask.
His tongue wiggles too.
[ Laughs .]
You know,you broke my heart when you married Darlene? I thought we were really good together.
About two years ago, we were.
So, it says here you like to play rough.
- I don't remember that about you.
- Well, what do you remember? That you like it in the morning, and the afternoon, and at night but with the lights on.
[ Laughs .]
What else does my file say? Don't worry about it.
As long as you tell the truth about everyone else.
Depends what truth you're talking about.
- Your partner.
- Well, what about her? Well, with her personal history, in his sleep, Harper could get one juror out of 1 2 to believe she made sexual promises to the suspect.
- Did she? - No.
- You sure? - Yes.
Did you know about the other guys? Did you know about Butch? [ Rock .]
[ Moaning .]
[ Phone Rings .]
[ Bobby .]
I have to go shoot up my insulin now, everybody.
Partner, how's that? I'll tell y'all every time my blood sugar's low.
Do whatever you want, man.
It's a private thing.
Nothing I'm ashamed of.
Just nothing anybody needs to know.
What happens you go into a diabetic coma? I have no idea I can save your life with a damn candy bar.
That make sense? [ Kate.]
Listen up, everybody.
There's no meeting with Morgan this morning.
Addison's gonna be here in an hour to begin taking depositions.
So, uh, grab a cup of coffee.
Go over your reports.
And don't worry about the satellite trucks outside.
- I'm kidding.
- [ Snorts .]
Can we go back to work, and you can just call us when it's our turn? Sure.
Hi, Sister Laura Marie.
- Cookies? - Yes, ma'am.
Six dozen? Yes, ma'am.
I made them from scratch last night.
Last night? Really? I guess I'm just naturally a bit more skeptical than young Sister Finnian.
- Are you still writing on the soles of your shoes? - No, ma'am.
- Who would've known? - Known what, Sister Laura Marie? That the same little girl who used to write on the bottom ofher shoes so when she knelt to pray, people would read-What was it? Left foot ''screw.
'' Right foot ''you.
'' Right! That same little girl would grow up to be a police officer.
I'm a detective now.
Your sister, Mary Frances, chose you to be Clay's godmother.
Do you have any idea why? - No, ma'am.
- Rhetta, you knew Mary Frances.
Yes, Sister Laura Marie.
Very well, actually.
So, what do you think? I think Mary Frances saw in Grace what I see in Grace.
Someone who loves the people around her more than she loves herself.
I hope Mary Frances was right.
I hope I see you Sunday, Grace.
You were always so smart, Rhetta.
You were so good at science.
And here you are using God's gift to bring justice to our city.
I am very proud of you.
Thank you, Sister Laura Marie.
Sunday.
[ Sighs .]
All I got left.
Well, that's 7 45 more than the entire ephemeroptera species.
The mayfly.
- I ain't no damn bug.
- Well, of course not.
But just imagine everything this world has to offer and you only have one day to enjoy it.
Makes 7 46 days sound pretty good.
Hanadarko ask you about your tattoo? As a matter of fact, she did.
Of course, she ain't got a clue as to what it means.
Then again, neither do you.
For that matter, neither do I.
Word on the street's my boss knows everything.
Well,just this morning, he told me about a shoelace.
And how for weeks, this certain someone been sitting around fretting about how he can get somebody to come see him again.
And he also said how he hoped a simple shoelace might help two people come a little closer together.
What's he say about this? - There's no ''holy redeemer'' in the Koran.
- That so? So why do I have it? I have this for Hanadarko? I just know she needs you, Leon.
Bitch doesn't want my help.
- Doesn't want your help either.
- Well, neither did you for awhile.
Now look at you.
Well, minus the language, and your temper, and the attitude with the guards I'd say you've come a long way.
I humble myself before Allah because it gives me strength, brings me peace.
You ever think she's gonna find peace? [ Laughs .]
Detective Hanadarko, you're up first.
Detective Hanadarko, would you please tell me what happened on July 2 1 leading up to the arrest of my client, Bryant Campbell? My partner, Detective Hamilton Dewey, and I arrived at Mr.
Campbell's apartment at approximately 5:1 5 p.
m.
Within 1 0 minutes, Mr.
Campbell confessed to the murder of Ally Concepcion.
Did anyone other than you and Detective Dewey hear my client confess? - No, sir.
- And prior to arriving at Mr.
Campbell's apartment what were you and Detective Dewey doing? Driving to Mr.
Campbell's apartment.
Oh.
I'll be more specific.
Within 2 4 hours of my client allegedly confessing to only you and Detective Dewey had you and Detective Dewey been intimately involved in an adulterous sexual encounter? - Yes.
- How about within 1 2 hours? - Yes.
- Two hours? - Ye- - [ Morgan .]
Are you asking for personal reasons? Or is this line of questioning actually leading somewhere? I'll get right to the point.
During the quiet time of that sexual encounter isn't it true that you and Detective Dewey talked in detail about how you could coerce a confession from my client? No.
It's not true.
And what if I were to tell you I had a sworn statement telling me the opposite? I'd say you're lucky you're not under oath.
I was going too fast.
Hit some ice.
Skidded into a tree.
I walked away.
My buddy didn't.
- Were you drinking? - No.
-Just being a smart-ass.
- You guys still friends? Try to be.
Starting to get worried about Grace.
They been in there awhile.
Hey, Butch.
You worried Harper's gonna include you as part of his ''privileged class syndrome''? You worried he's gonna ask you to spell your name backwards? - [ Scoffs .]
- How long we gonna keep beating the shit out of each other? You mean how long am I gonna keep beating the shit out of you? [ Chuckles .]
Henry your hair, it isn't all falling out.
[ Addison .]
During the 1 0 minutes that you stated it took my client to confess - were you ever left alone with him? - Yes.
While Detective Dewey searched the premises ultimately finding the engagement ring that your client used to propose to Ally Concepcion before killing her allegedly, of course.
Of course.
And during the time Detective Dewey was searching the apartment did you offer to satisfy my client's sexual fantasies if he would just tell you what you wanted to hear? No, sir.
You didn't promise Mr.
Campbell, and I quote ''A night he'd always remember, no matter how much time he spent in prison masturbating''? - No, I did not.
- According to my client, that's exactly what you said.
And according to the facts of this case, your client's a lying, murdering piece of shit.
Were you aware at the time that you arrested my client that Ally Concepcion had been sexually abused by a member of her family for approximately five years? It was part of the report.
Detective Hanadarko, would you agree that once a woman is abused she carries that scar with her in everything she does? You don't have to answer that question.
As opposed to being abused and never thinking about it again? Let me rephrase.
Did you feel a special need to coerce a confession from my client because you had a unique connection to the victim because you yourself may have been sexually abused? [ Morgan .]
That's enough.
- You and I need to talk now.
- Let me answer the question.
No, that's not gonna happen.
This deposition is over.
This is bullshit.
Why'd you stop it in there? I'll answer any question he asks.
How about if you were abused? And who did it? And how'd it feel? And did you enjoy it? Did you climax? Did you see yourself as a victim? As a savior for other victims? Which one you want me to answer first? - You don't need to answer them.
That's not what this is about.
- The hell it's not.
That's what this whole bullshit circus of Addison's has been about since the goddamn day he got here.
Trying to make us the story, our character.
Whether Bobby's a diabetic or Butch comes from money has absolutely no relevance to this case.
If he wants to ask me about sex abuse I'm happy to go down that road.
Because no matter how far he takes it, it will never lead him away from the fact that his murdering, scumbag piece of shit client killed Ally Concepcion by bashing her head in with a baseball bat.
And if for one second you think any of us would hesitate to face any truth Addison tries throwing at us alleged or otherwise, then that's your mistake, not ours.
There's not gonna be a trial.
I've agreed to a plea.
- What? - Murder two.
- Campbell will be in prison till he's 60.
- Whose idea was the plea? - Addison's.
- He's 1 00% guilty.
You afraid of facing Harper? His machine? That what this plea is about? - I'm not afraid of anything.
- You put us through this, now you plea it out.
Sounds to me like you're afraid of plenty.
- I didn't put you through anything.
- Bullshit.
Look, I know the personal attacks are crap.
But that's the kind of tactic assholes like Harper depend on.
That's his job.
My job was to make sure he didn't walk away with what he wanted but what I was willing to allow.
I did my job.
He did his.
And, Grace, you all did yours.
And because you did, a murdering, scumbag piece of shit is where he belongs- in prison.
You sure you don't want another one, Grace? [ Bottle Hisses .]
- Don't move.
- What? Let me look at you.
- Grace, I need to tell- - No, you don't.
[ Bottle Clinks .]
[ Whispers .]
Not like any of us is perfect.
Except Henry.
[ Chuckles .]
Except Henry.
[ Moans .]
[ Breathes Heavily .]
And right now this.
[ Breath Catches .]
I love you, Grace.
[ Dog Barking In Distance.]
[ Bottle Cap Clatters .]
[ Sighs .]
[ Burps .]
[ Giggles .]
So you decided not to go? You try wearing 'em for more than three hours.
Beautiful day, Grace.
Shame to stay inside.
[ Knocking .]
[ Exhales .]
You need to have more faith, Earl.
[ Chuckles .]
Aunt Grace, you ready? Ha, ha! - My dad says you can't be late.
- Clay.
[ Door Opens .]
[ Clears Throat .]
Want some chocolate to go with your confirmation? - Hell, yes.
- [ Laughs .]