Hand of God (2014) s02e09 Episode Script
What a Man Can Be
1 You know we'll never be able to prove he was murdered.
Maybe not.
I'm not sure I even care.
I probably should, but it's almost enough to know that he He didn't give up on us.
Jocelyn needs to know that.
[sighs.]
Man: Yes, come on.
Stop.
To the right, to the right, to the right.
Come on, everybody go out to the side, all right, let's go, come on.
One more time, one more time.
[cheering, whooping.]
Here we go right one more time.
Okay? Here we go, here we go.
Be right back.
Sorry for the intrusion, sergeant.
I promise this won't take long.
Not today, Judge.
Not any day.
Daughter's birthday, huh? - Congratulations.
- We are done with each other.
Sergeant, look, I hear ya.
You got every right to be angry.
But you gotta help me find Alcala.
I helped you before and you tried killing him.
After you gave me your word.
That was unfortunate.
Have a good day, Judge.
If you don't do it for me, do it for Alcala's kids.
What the fuck you say? He's got two boys.
Great kids.
Smart.
Happy.
This is his oldest going to school just this morning.
You gotta help me find Alcala, otherwise, I got no choice.
I can't go to prison.
I'll get what you want.
Oh, and, uh Please apologize to Mrs.
Kessler for the intrusion.
You get the fuck away from my house.
[laughter.]
Boy: Look, Dad, look.
Yes! There you go, PJ.
Boy: Hold on.
I can do this.
Right, Dad? [cheering.]
[screaming.]
Boy: Get some, Dad, get some.
I said get outta here.
Now! Everything's fine.
I'm leaving.
[Fantastic Negrito's "An Honest Man".]
[blues vocalization.]
Now I'm in love again No, this time it's not With my hand Wandering, murdering Every time that I get The chance I'm a human But remember first I'm a man These streets Got me wandering Looking for my fix again I should've prayed The night before Now I'm losing Everything I have Yesterday it felt so good But now today It feels so bad So, your phone does work.
I'm not gonna tell you where she is.
- I need to talk to her.
- Call her.
She's like you.
She doesn't answer.
She needs space.
From me? Not just you.
Look, you're trying to be a good friend.
I get that.
Why don't you be a good mother-in-law and let her be? Let me ask you a question.
Since you're her friend.
What do you think she needs more, space or closure? [groans.]
[sighs.]
Oh, God.
[groans.]
[sighs.]
[pills rattling.]
Ahh.
Dad.
Hey, you should probably have another cup, I can still smell the single malt.
[chuckles.]
Look, I'm I'm not hungry.
I got biscuits, sausage and a waffle.
Are you trying to kill me? 'Cause you're, like, number 13th in the will.
- [laughing.]
- The most you're looking at getting is, uh, some old sneaks.
Maybe a hoodie.
Eh, whatever.
Look, I got wheatgrass, too.
It's good for the blood pressure.
You know why black people don't drink that shit, right? Why? Because we suffered enough.
[chuckles.]
How's the endorsement list coming? I need everybody in before we, uh, make the announcement.
I'm marking them off.
Goldstein even asked if he can co-chair the re-elect Robert Boston finance committee.
See? [laughing.]
That's building a bridge.
A long, skinny Jewish bridge.
I didn't see Pernell's name on the list.
No, you didn't.
Okay, so, where's the campaign money coming from now? - Brooks hasn't endorsed yet.
- Yeah, he will.
Dad, you know his money doesn't come free, either.
Nobody's does.
Just about setting the price.
It's perfect.
And the way the market is right now, you're gonna do very well, Tessie.
Great.
Now, let's talk timeframe.
Have another place in escrow.
I don't want to carry both mortgages any longer than I have to.
Are you kidding? I'm gonna have multiple offers before the first open house.
Perfect.
- Hey.
Hey, hey.
- Hey.
You're not bringing this in here.
Oh, uh, where would you like it? I got more in the truck.
Shay, why don't you go take some pictures of the backyard.
Okay.
Um How you been? What the hell is this? Judge Harris thought you might need some things, it's for the baby.
- Here.
- You are taking all this shit back.
- Now.
- I can't do that.
You're gonna need these things.
Baby's gonna need these things.
I don't want anything from Pernell.
That includes you.
Go.
[barking.]
Get it, Moonlight, get it, get it, get it.
Good boy.
Good boy, bring it here.
Bring it here.
Out, out, out, out.
Out.
Okay.
[laughs.]
- Ready? Ready? - [barking.]
You ready? Are you ready? Go get it.
Ohh.
Good boy, get it.
[chuckles.]
Get it, come here.
Bring it here.
Yeah.
[panting.]
[knocking.]
Did you find Alcala? No.
He's nowhere.
Nobody knows where they have him stashed.
Bullshit.
You're lying.
Fuck you, I don't lie.
I called in all my favors.
Chief put him down real tight.
Hey, look at me.
If you mess with that family, - I swear to God, I will find - Scott.
Listen.
I thought maybe you were the guy.
Maybe take a hose to the department and clean it out.
But you threatened that man's family, his kids.
Scott, relax.
I'd never do that.
It was just some kids at school I took pictures of.
I gotta find Alcala, man.
It's all I got.
Yeah? Well, you got nothing.
You hear that? Nothing.
You're not wearing that to voir dire today.
What? No.
No.
No.
Pernell.
Pernell.
I need your head in the game today.
We We need a fair jury.
Which would be a miracle.
You need to go home, and change into the "I am so fuckin' innocent" shirt and tie combo the jury consultant sent over.
You think maybe we could persuade the judge to postpone this thing for a couple of days? Why? Somebody die? You plannin' on bein' in the ICU? I need a reason to give her.
I-I I just I just got somethin' I gotta do.
Oh.
What? I want to hear this.
I want to hear what you're choosing over making a good first impression on the people that will be deciding your fate.
I really want to know what trumps that.
[sighs.]
Boy: Look, Daddy, look.
PJ.
What do you got there, kid? Excuse me? What are you lookin' at? Pernell, I don't have time for this.
I love Mommy and Daddy.
I made it for you.
- You like it? - I love it.
What? Love what? - I gotta go.
- No, wait, wait.
- Okay.
- PJ.
Wait.
PJ! All right, I'm gonna make this easy, Pernell.
Be at voir dire ready to be sympathetic at 11:00, or find a new lawyer.
Nick.
Nick, come on.
[sighs.]
Do you know why I took this case? Because Crystal asked me to.
And I said yes.
Because I don't want to owe you anything when I take her from you.
Hey.
Did you get the gifts? Stop calling me, and stop sending things for my son.
Our son.
No.
This child is gonna have a normal life.
Without a father.
I didn't say that.
What does that mean? The best chance this kid can have is with me, and the stable home I am making for him.
You need to step back and let me do this my way.
Understood? How'd you get pregnant, Tessie? Huh? Get out of my way.
Woman in your profession, as smart as you are, doesn't make a mistake like this.
You ever read the warning label? No contraception is 100 percent effective.
But you kept it.
Why? Because it's a miracle, and you know it.
No.
I saw a way to make some money.
My wealthiest customer was losing his mind, and I figured I could take care of myself for good.
It wasn't a miracle, it was math.
So, why didn't you tell me if you were just cashin' in? Why did you hide it from me? I said it started that way.
It's not like that now.
Now, move.
Tessie.
If this turns into a war, you're gonna lose.
You gotta know that.
Is that so? I never heard of anybody winning a custody battle from prison.
[engine starts.]
[engine revving.]
Man: All rise.
The Honorable Judge Stanton presiding.
Be seated.
Good morning, ladies and gentlemen.
You are all being considered as jurors in the state of California's case against Pernell Harris, who is being charged with murder.
Counselors, are we ready to proceed with voir dire? Men: Yes, your honor.
You may question your first juror, Mr.
Tramble.
Thank you, your honor.
Good morning, ma'am.
[exhales.]
Are you familiar with Pernell Harris? I saw him on the Lavey Show.
And did you form an opinion of Mr.
Harris when you were watching that show? To me, it's pretty obvious.
He's guilty.
I'm sorry, and what makes you think he's racist? My son's a freshman at Eli Harris High.
The school has a graduation rate of just 40 percent, but that doesn't matter to Judge Harris.
He's more interested in protecting the name of the damn school than helping the students.
I don't trust him.
He just says anything he can to distract us.
I've got a daughter like that.
I don't see her anymore.
Woman 1: I don't like how he called the cops dirty.
Man 1: Rich people think they can do whatever they want.
Man 2: I am open-minded, but DNA doesn't lie.
Nick: Are you or any of your family members in the law enforcement profession? Lawyer: Do you consider yourself religious? Nick: How would you define reasonable doubt? You've heard me ask this question a few times today.
Have you met or do you have an opinion of Mr.
Harris? Yeah, I know him.
He sentenced my son to eight years for weed.
And he didn't even kill a cop like the judge did.
What kind of shit is that? Lawyer: How do you feel about the death penalty? Woman 2: I don't have a problem with the death penalty.
It just depends on the crime.
Mr.
Harris has damned himself for an eternity.
Man 3: Some people deserve to die.
PJ: There he is.
Have a seat.
I'm glad you could make it, Dad.
Can I start you guys off with some drinks? What would you like? Uh, two single malts.
Since when do you drink scotch? Ever since I was 12 and I started stealing it from your cabinet.
Huh.
The way you drink, you never noticed.
Look, Dad.
Look.
This is something I've been working on.
"Bathwater.
" I need 25 grand to get things started up.
I know it's a lot of money, but I I thought that, uh You don't need 25 grand.
[scoffs.]
I knew you wouldn't understand.
I don't know why I thought this would be any different.
You need at least 100 grand.
To get capitalized.
I tell you what.
I'll give you 250 thou, just to be safe.
You will? Yeah, I will.
You can do anything, kid.
Anything.
I believe in you.
Wish you'd said that the first time around instead of telling me to get a real job.
Yeah, that sucked.
Probably wouldn't have cheated on Jocelyn if you believed in me.
Which means she wouldn't have been raped.
And my best friend would still be alive.
And Shane Caldwell.
And me.
Don't say that.
Don't say that! Don't say that! Don't say that! Pernell.
Man, what are you doing? What? You have to at least act like you're paying attention.
What are you writing? Is that supposed to mean something? I have to go.
[sighs.]
Here you go.
Yeah, thank you.
Good morning to you.
That work? Mr.
Mayor.
Always good to see you.
That's the, uh what, the Alexander Graham Bell trick, right? Trying to brainstorm on the edge between a wink and a sleep? Hypnagogia.
- Yeah.
- Yes, it works.
At least, for me.
Coffee? Single plantation Kenyan.
Sure.
Nice to see something else from Africa in this building.
Try the chair.
It's engineered to stimulate thought and creativity.
Nah, yeah.
No, I'm more of a think the shower type.
This morning I was in the shower thinkin' about you.
- Did you have an epiphany? - I did.
We need to formalize what we've been talking about, you and me.
And I believe we're on the same page regarding the future of this city.
But you haven't committed to, uh, endorsing me for re-election yet.
I'm not going to.
Excuse me, the last time we spoke we were all kumbaya talkin' African bees taking over the hive.
Chaos and a new power structure, you and me.
We were? Then I learned about the subpoena.
You're dirty laundry is about to be aired in a major trial, diminishing your contribution to the new power structure, and, unfortunately, eliminating my contribution to you.
What if there's no trial? Then we'd have a lot to talk about.
Yeah, I'll just see myself out.
[waves crashing.]
Thank you for coming out here to tell me.
It's not something I'd want to hear over the phone.
We don't know who killed him.
There's something else.
If PJ was killed, that means his suicide note wasn't a suicide note.
This is why you came here.
I I don't I don't want to - I don't want to read this, I - Jocelyn.
- No.
- He wrote it for you.
He's trying to tell you something.
- Just read it.
- If I do that, then it all comes back.
Do you understand? And it hurts just as much on the way back up as it did going down.
He was ready to move on, all right? - A new love and a new life - No.
I just want to do the same thing.
No, he wasn't gonna do that to you.
- No, he loved you.
- Oh, please.
He might have lost his way, but He loved you.
PJ's Voice: Please.
Please, Ann, stop calling.
[sniffling.]
Jocelyn and I we're trying to have a baby.
[sobbing.]
No, I can't.
I can't.
[sobbing.]
What did you find out? [scoffs.]
How about a "How are you?" "I know this has been tough on you as well.
" Seriously? That's what you want, seriously? No, you idiot.
I want you to beat this so we get back to work.
If I watch any more Fox TV, I'm gonna shoot myself in the face.
My guy in records confirmed that 1-1-Q-0-0-9-7 is a motorcycle license plate.
I knew it.
For a dead guy.
Shit! Now, just slow down.
That actually helped, because I had time to dig a little deeper, and I found out that dead guy is renting a trailer over in Alameda.
That's gotta be where they're holding Alcala.
Did you get an address? Jocelyn: I don't see anything I haven't seen a hundred times before.
Crystal: There's something there, there's gotta be.
Jocelyn: Maybe not.
Crystal: He wrote poetry while somebody held a gun to his head.
He could have written "I'm sorry, I love you, goodbye," but he didn't.
PJ wrote a lot of poetry.
It's one more thing you didn't know about him.
Come on, Moonlight, let's go.
I know that he wouldn't want "Bathwater" lost forever, and I know that he wrote code, so I think he's trying to tell us where it is, or maybe who killed him or, I don't know, something else.
Thought I left all this behind me.
It'll still be waiting for you when you get back to San Vicente.
I'm not going back to San Vicente, Crystal.
I already put the house up, and looked at some places in Portland.
I like it up there, there's nice people, and no memories.
Let's go.
Come on.
Let's go.
Your honor, given the bias of this jury pool, I'd like to ask for additional I think we're done, Mr.
Tramble.
You're out of challenges.
If all the jurors currently seated would remain in their seats.
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I instruct you to not discuss this case with anyone.
This is a big case.
Maybe the biggest in San Vicente's history.
I instruct you to not form an opinion until all of the evidence has been presented.
Now, we will begin in two days.
I suggest you all get some rest, visit with family, and prepare yourselves.
[gavel bangs.]
Good luck, counselor.
You think your, uh, client will bother to show up for the trial? Really think it would make a difference? Oh, how about a hug? Fuck you.
19.
Over there.
Excuse me.
You know the guy who lives in 19? Ray? Not really.
He keeps to himself pretty much.
- Is he home? - Nope.
This Ray, has he, uh, got a beard, kind of a stocky guy? Ray's got a beard.
I don't know about stocky.
Thank you.
Easy, easy.
Here we go.
Come on.
Why don't you let me go in there first? Make sure that kid's right.
Eh.
We can wait for Alcala here, right? This is the guy.
What guy? The guy who was talkin' to Chief Clay in the warehouse.
The one who cut me.
What's Alcala got to do with this guy? Holy shit.
What? This isn't about Alcala at all.
What? That license plate was given to me by PJ.
He's the one that sent us here.
- For what? - For the video.
The one Heather Caldwell was tellin' me about.
Didn't you say he said he had it? Yeah.
Shit.
Let's go.
Move that fuckin' pen.
Move that fuckin' pen! - Let's go.
- Come on, buddy! - Shane, grab his arm.
- Move it.
Hurry up.
Start your writing, son.
Come on.
Come on.
Don't fight us.
Don't fight us! - Fuck you! - Don't fuckin' fight us! - Fuck you! - This doesn't go right, we'll bring your wife here, we'll shoot her right in front of you.
You don't fuckin' touch her.
We will fuckin' shoot her in front of you.
Get up.
Get up.
You stay away from her.
- Either way, it's gonna happen.
- Sit the fuck down.
You're not gonna fuckin' hurt her.
Give him the gun.
Give him the gun.
Do it.
[panting.]
Come on.
Do it.
Now! [panting.]
I'm sorry, Jocelyn.
I love you.
[breathing heavily.]
[gunshot.]
Oh, sh Shit! Oh, shit! Come on.
Get back in here.
- Settle the fuck down.
- Shit, there's a lot of blood.
Put his gun hand by his head.
- Come on, get this right.
- Hey! Watch where you're steppin', man.
We already have enough to clean up.
- Okay, listen, listen.
- Shh.
No.
It's too perfect.
Okay, uh, pull him down.
Twist his body.
And bend him forward a little.
Put that gun hand up by his head.
- All right.
- How's that? It's good.
Let's get the fuck out of here.
Judge Harris! Boss! Boss.
[groans.]
We gotta go.
Let me finish this.
Come on.
We're in a hurry.
Get in the car.
[retching.]
Dad, you okay? Yeah.
Same old shit every election.
I got Brooks onboard, though.
I hope that's a good thing.
- [exhales.]
- At least with Pernell, we knew what we were getting into.
What? You backin' Pernell up now? I'm not backin' him, he's just The rich devil you know, I guess.
Pernell had baggage, he always did.
Hell, Pernell was baggage.
Brooks is just money.
He's a fire hydrant full of money.
- Look, I know what I'm doing.
- I know you do, Dad, but it takes more than money to open the doors Pernell opened.
Motherfucker, can you give a man his due? Huh? You know how much I did without him? You think he had his hand up my ass making this city work? Dad, I'm not sayin' that.
What are you sayin'? What are you sayin', boy? You sayin' I can't sit in this chair without some asshole pulling it out for me? - No.
- That's my chair! I'm making choices no one wants to make every single day.
Is that enough Dad.
Dad! - Dad! - [groaning.]
Get my pill.
My pill.
Fuck! Mr.
Mayor.
Open your mouth, open your mouth.
You're all right, Dad.
You're all right.
Okay.
- [groans.]
- Okay.
Just breathe.
I'm okay.
That never would have happened, Tessie, if you called me first.
You're supposed to consult me before any large purchases.
I will consult with you whenever I damn well please.
This is my money we are dealing with.
You work for me.
Now, explain to me why my escrow check bounced? Your money's tied up, long term stuff.
You didn't tell me to plan for early retirement.
Well, now you know the plan.
Where is my money? Exactly.
A lot of it's gone.
What do you mean, gone? Gone where? The stock market has been doing fine.
Bonds, too.
I thought we had more time, so I took some chances that didn't work out.
- You - They might.
Eventually.
[sighs.]
I told you to put it into boring shit.
My job was exciting enough, I didn't need big returns, I needed steady returns.
Let me be straight with you, Tessie.
Well, it's about damn time.
I figured there was no down side.
Either we make a shit load of money, you're happy and I'm driving something Italian.
Or it goes south, and since you're just a whore, who are you gonna complain to? You made your money on your back, and there's no IRS line item for that.
That money doesn't exist.
Not as far as the law is concerned.
[grunting.]
Jesus.
I'm calling the cops.
What are you gonna do, press charges? You're a whore's accountant.
You don't exist as far as the law is concerned, motherfucker.
Get out of my damn house! [panting.]
Shit! [waves crashing.]
[sighs.]
[open door ringing.]
It's empty.
Relax, Keith.
Toby didn't pick this place to kill me.
Then why meet here? I call the meeting, he picks the spot.
Here he comes.
- What do you want? - Let's go inside.
He's not armed.
You leave your gun.
Is he serious? He's got trust issues.
What's this? A video.
You killing my son.
Found it.
Ray Kelly's trailer.
What do you want? I want you to make sure that my murder trial goes away.
You're feelin' pretty good right now.
I'm feelin' like I want to hurt you really bad right now.
But I'll settle for this.
I got a surprise for you, too.
Pernell: Whatever you want to know, just ask.
Bobo: Tell me what happened to Shane Caldwell.
- Pernell: Come on, Bobo.
- Bobo: You said anything.
Pernell: [sighs.]
Caldwell was dirty.
He raped Jocelyn.
I did what had to be done.
Bobo, wait.
Just wait.
Hear me out.
I didn't kill him.
But I ordered it done.
Instead of watching him go free, and I wasn't gonna do that.
Did he know? Who? Your BFF? Of course.
Ordering a murder.
That's first degree.
Special circumstances of Shane being a cop then puts a needle in your arm.
We got a problem, you and me.
Yeah.
We've got a problem.
Stalemate.
You're gonna make sure my murder trial goes away.
'Cause if I go to prison, I can't see any reason why that video doesn't make the light of day.
If anything happens to me after I do this for you, your confession goes straight to McCauley.
Likewise.
Let's go.
Wait here.
Hi, Dad.
I'm so sorry.
I couldn't be there with you that day.
Why? Would you have taken that bullet for me? Yeah.
Sure, of course I would have.
Like you did just now? PJ.
I didn't have any choice.
I mean I can't do anybody any good if I'm in prison.
You let the guy who murdered me walk.
Judge maximum.
We always have a choice.
Look, Dad.
Look.
I remember every breath we took Every song we sang had massive hooks Why do Good feelings Always go by Love that lasts as long as cigarettes Ultimately leads to an untimely death I guess I'm getting what I paid for I just wanted to get high Couldn't find it at the drugstore You're not something I can buy Why do Good feelings Always go by Go by Go
Maybe not.
I'm not sure I even care.
I probably should, but it's almost enough to know that he He didn't give up on us.
Jocelyn needs to know that.
[sighs.]
Man: Yes, come on.
Stop.
To the right, to the right, to the right.
Come on, everybody go out to the side, all right, let's go, come on.
One more time, one more time.
[cheering, whooping.]
Here we go right one more time.
Okay? Here we go, here we go.
Be right back.
Sorry for the intrusion, sergeant.
I promise this won't take long.
Not today, Judge.
Not any day.
Daughter's birthday, huh? - Congratulations.
- We are done with each other.
Sergeant, look, I hear ya.
You got every right to be angry.
But you gotta help me find Alcala.
I helped you before and you tried killing him.
After you gave me your word.
That was unfortunate.
Have a good day, Judge.
If you don't do it for me, do it for Alcala's kids.
What the fuck you say? He's got two boys.
Great kids.
Smart.
Happy.
This is his oldest going to school just this morning.
You gotta help me find Alcala, otherwise, I got no choice.
I can't go to prison.
I'll get what you want.
Oh, and, uh Please apologize to Mrs.
Kessler for the intrusion.
You get the fuck away from my house.
[laughter.]
Boy: Look, Dad, look.
Yes! There you go, PJ.
Boy: Hold on.
I can do this.
Right, Dad? [cheering.]
[screaming.]
Boy: Get some, Dad, get some.
I said get outta here.
Now! Everything's fine.
I'm leaving.
[Fantastic Negrito's "An Honest Man".]
[blues vocalization.]
Now I'm in love again No, this time it's not With my hand Wandering, murdering Every time that I get The chance I'm a human But remember first I'm a man These streets Got me wandering Looking for my fix again I should've prayed The night before Now I'm losing Everything I have Yesterday it felt so good But now today It feels so bad So, your phone does work.
I'm not gonna tell you where she is.
- I need to talk to her.
- Call her.
She's like you.
She doesn't answer.
She needs space.
From me? Not just you.
Look, you're trying to be a good friend.
I get that.
Why don't you be a good mother-in-law and let her be? Let me ask you a question.
Since you're her friend.
What do you think she needs more, space or closure? [groans.]
[sighs.]
Oh, God.
[groans.]
[sighs.]
[pills rattling.]
Ahh.
Dad.
Hey, you should probably have another cup, I can still smell the single malt.
[chuckles.]
Look, I'm I'm not hungry.
I got biscuits, sausage and a waffle.
Are you trying to kill me? 'Cause you're, like, number 13th in the will.
- [laughing.]
- The most you're looking at getting is, uh, some old sneaks.
Maybe a hoodie.
Eh, whatever.
Look, I got wheatgrass, too.
It's good for the blood pressure.
You know why black people don't drink that shit, right? Why? Because we suffered enough.
[chuckles.]
How's the endorsement list coming? I need everybody in before we, uh, make the announcement.
I'm marking them off.
Goldstein even asked if he can co-chair the re-elect Robert Boston finance committee.
See? [laughing.]
That's building a bridge.
A long, skinny Jewish bridge.
I didn't see Pernell's name on the list.
No, you didn't.
Okay, so, where's the campaign money coming from now? - Brooks hasn't endorsed yet.
- Yeah, he will.
Dad, you know his money doesn't come free, either.
Nobody's does.
Just about setting the price.
It's perfect.
And the way the market is right now, you're gonna do very well, Tessie.
Great.
Now, let's talk timeframe.
Have another place in escrow.
I don't want to carry both mortgages any longer than I have to.
Are you kidding? I'm gonna have multiple offers before the first open house.
Perfect.
- Hey.
Hey, hey.
- Hey.
You're not bringing this in here.
Oh, uh, where would you like it? I got more in the truck.
Shay, why don't you go take some pictures of the backyard.
Okay.
Um How you been? What the hell is this? Judge Harris thought you might need some things, it's for the baby.
- Here.
- You are taking all this shit back.
- Now.
- I can't do that.
You're gonna need these things.
Baby's gonna need these things.
I don't want anything from Pernell.
That includes you.
Go.
[barking.]
Get it, Moonlight, get it, get it, get it.
Good boy.
Good boy, bring it here.
Bring it here.
Out, out, out, out.
Out.
Okay.
[laughs.]
- Ready? Ready? - [barking.]
You ready? Are you ready? Go get it.
Ohh.
Good boy, get it.
[chuckles.]
Get it, come here.
Bring it here.
Yeah.
[panting.]
[knocking.]
Did you find Alcala? No.
He's nowhere.
Nobody knows where they have him stashed.
Bullshit.
You're lying.
Fuck you, I don't lie.
I called in all my favors.
Chief put him down real tight.
Hey, look at me.
If you mess with that family, - I swear to God, I will find - Scott.
Listen.
I thought maybe you were the guy.
Maybe take a hose to the department and clean it out.
But you threatened that man's family, his kids.
Scott, relax.
I'd never do that.
It was just some kids at school I took pictures of.
I gotta find Alcala, man.
It's all I got.
Yeah? Well, you got nothing.
You hear that? Nothing.
You're not wearing that to voir dire today.
What? No.
No.
No.
Pernell.
Pernell.
I need your head in the game today.
We We need a fair jury.
Which would be a miracle.
You need to go home, and change into the "I am so fuckin' innocent" shirt and tie combo the jury consultant sent over.
You think maybe we could persuade the judge to postpone this thing for a couple of days? Why? Somebody die? You plannin' on bein' in the ICU? I need a reason to give her.
I-I I just I just got somethin' I gotta do.
Oh.
What? I want to hear this.
I want to hear what you're choosing over making a good first impression on the people that will be deciding your fate.
I really want to know what trumps that.
[sighs.]
Boy: Look, Daddy, look.
PJ.
What do you got there, kid? Excuse me? What are you lookin' at? Pernell, I don't have time for this.
I love Mommy and Daddy.
I made it for you.
- You like it? - I love it.
What? Love what? - I gotta go.
- No, wait, wait.
- Okay.
- PJ.
Wait.
PJ! All right, I'm gonna make this easy, Pernell.
Be at voir dire ready to be sympathetic at 11:00, or find a new lawyer.
Nick.
Nick, come on.
[sighs.]
Do you know why I took this case? Because Crystal asked me to.
And I said yes.
Because I don't want to owe you anything when I take her from you.
Hey.
Did you get the gifts? Stop calling me, and stop sending things for my son.
Our son.
No.
This child is gonna have a normal life.
Without a father.
I didn't say that.
What does that mean? The best chance this kid can have is with me, and the stable home I am making for him.
You need to step back and let me do this my way.
Understood? How'd you get pregnant, Tessie? Huh? Get out of my way.
Woman in your profession, as smart as you are, doesn't make a mistake like this.
You ever read the warning label? No contraception is 100 percent effective.
But you kept it.
Why? Because it's a miracle, and you know it.
No.
I saw a way to make some money.
My wealthiest customer was losing his mind, and I figured I could take care of myself for good.
It wasn't a miracle, it was math.
So, why didn't you tell me if you were just cashin' in? Why did you hide it from me? I said it started that way.
It's not like that now.
Now, move.
Tessie.
If this turns into a war, you're gonna lose.
You gotta know that.
Is that so? I never heard of anybody winning a custody battle from prison.
[engine starts.]
[engine revving.]
Man: All rise.
The Honorable Judge Stanton presiding.
Be seated.
Good morning, ladies and gentlemen.
You are all being considered as jurors in the state of California's case against Pernell Harris, who is being charged with murder.
Counselors, are we ready to proceed with voir dire? Men: Yes, your honor.
You may question your first juror, Mr.
Tramble.
Thank you, your honor.
Good morning, ma'am.
[exhales.]
Are you familiar with Pernell Harris? I saw him on the Lavey Show.
And did you form an opinion of Mr.
Harris when you were watching that show? To me, it's pretty obvious.
He's guilty.
I'm sorry, and what makes you think he's racist? My son's a freshman at Eli Harris High.
The school has a graduation rate of just 40 percent, but that doesn't matter to Judge Harris.
He's more interested in protecting the name of the damn school than helping the students.
I don't trust him.
He just says anything he can to distract us.
I've got a daughter like that.
I don't see her anymore.
Woman 1: I don't like how he called the cops dirty.
Man 1: Rich people think they can do whatever they want.
Man 2: I am open-minded, but DNA doesn't lie.
Nick: Are you or any of your family members in the law enforcement profession? Lawyer: Do you consider yourself religious? Nick: How would you define reasonable doubt? You've heard me ask this question a few times today.
Have you met or do you have an opinion of Mr.
Harris? Yeah, I know him.
He sentenced my son to eight years for weed.
And he didn't even kill a cop like the judge did.
What kind of shit is that? Lawyer: How do you feel about the death penalty? Woman 2: I don't have a problem with the death penalty.
It just depends on the crime.
Mr.
Harris has damned himself for an eternity.
Man 3: Some people deserve to die.
PJ: There he is.
Have a seat.
I'm glad you could make it, Dad.
Can I start you guys off with some drinks? What would you like? Uh, two single malts.
Since when do you drink scotch? Ever since I was 12 and I started stealing it from your cabinet.
Huh.
The way you drink, you never noticed.
Look, Dad.
Look.
This is something I've been working on.
"Bathwater.
" I need 25 grand to get things started up.
I know it's a lot of money, but I I thought that, uh You don't need 25 grand.
[scoffs.]
I knew you wouldn't understand.
I don't know why I thought this would be any different.
You need at least 100 grand.
To get capitalized.
I tell you what.
I'll give you 250 thou, just to be safe.
You will? Yeah, I will.
You can do anything, kid.
Anything.
I believe in you.
Wish you'd said that the first time around instead of telling me to get a real job.
Yeah, that sucked.
Probably wouldn't have cheated on Jocelyn if you believed in me.
Which means she wouldn't have been raped.
And my best friend would still be alive.
And Shane Caldwell.
And me.
Don't say that.
Don't say that! Don't say that! Don't say that! Pernell.
Man, what are you doing? What? You have to at least act like you're paying attention.
What are you writing? Is that supposed to mean something? I have to go.
[sighs.]
Here you go.
Yeah, thank you.
Good morning to you.
That work? Mr.
Mayor.
Always good to see you.
That's the, uh what, the Alexander Graham Bell trick, right? Trying to brainstorm on the edge between a wink and a sleep? Hypnagogia.
- Yeah.
- Yes, it works.
At least, for me.
Coffee? Single plantation Kenyan.
Sure.
Nice to see something else from Africa in this building.
Try the chair.
It's engineered to stimulate thought and creativity.
Nah, yeah.
No, I'm more of a think the shower type.
This morning I was in the shower thinkin' about you.
- Did you have an epiphany? - I did.
We need to formalize what we've been talking about, you and me.
And I believe we're on the same page regarding the future of this city.
But you haven't committed to, uh, endorsing me for re-election yet.
I'm not going to.
Excuse me, the last time we spoke we were all kumbaya talkin' African bees taking over the hive.
Chaos and a new power structure, you and me.
We were? Then I learned about the subpoena.
You're dirty laundry is about to be aired in a major trial, diminishing your contribution to the new power structure, and, unfortunately, eliminating my contribution to you.
What if there's no trial? Then we'd have a lot to talk about.
Yeah, I'll just see myself out.
[waves crashing.]
Thank you for coming out here to tell me.
It's not something I'd want to hear over the phone.
We don't know who killed him.
There's something else.
If PJ was killed, that means his suicide note wasn't a suicide note.
This is why you came here.
I I don't I don't want to - I don't want to read this, I - Jocelyn.
- No.
- He wrote it for you.
He's trying to tell you something.
- Just read it.
- If I do that, then it all comes back.
Do you understand? And it hurts just as much on the way back up as it did going down.
He was ready to move on, all right? - A new love and a new life - No.
I just want to do the same thing.
No, he wasn't gonna do that to you.
- No, he loved you.
- Oh, please.
He might have lost his way, but He loved you.
PJ's Voice: Please.
Please, Ann, stop calling.
[sniffling.]
Jocelyn and I we're trying to have a baby.
[sobbing.]
No, I can't.
I can't.
[sobbing.]
What did you find out? [scoffs.]
How about a "How are you?" "I know this has been tough on you as well.
" Seriously? That's what you want, seriously? No, you idiot.
I want you to beat this so we get back to work.
If I watch any more Fox TV, I'm gonna shoot myself in the face.
My guy in records confirmed that 1-1-Q-0-0-9-7 is a motorcycle license plate.
I knew it.
For a dead guy.
Shit! Now, just slow down.
That actually helped, because I had time to dig a little deeper, and I found out that dead guy is renting a trailer over in Alameda.
That's gotta be where they're holding Alcala.
Did you get an address? Jocelyn: I don't see anything I haven't seen a hundred times before.
Crystal: There's something there, there's gotta be.
Jocelyn: Maybe not.
Crystal: He wrote poetry while somebody held a gun to his head.
He could have written "I'm sorry, I love you, goodbye," but he didn't.
PJ wrote a lot of poetry.
It's one more thing you didn't know about him.
Come on, Moonlight, let's go.
I know that he wouldn't want "Bathwater" lost forever, and I know that he wrote code, so I think he's trying to tell us where it is, or maybe who killed him or, I don't know, something else.
Thought I left all this behind me.
It'll still be waiting for you when you get back to San Vicente.
I'm not going back to San Vicente, Crystal.
I already put the house up, and looked at some places in Portland.
I like it up there, there's nice people, and no memories.
Let's go.
Come on.
Let's go.
Your honor, given the bias of this jury pool, I'd like to ask for additional I think we're done, Mr.
Tramble.
You're out of challenges.
If all the jurors currently seated would remain in their seats.
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I instruct you to not discuss this case with anyone.
This is a big case.
Maybe the biggest in San Vicente's history.
I instruct you to not form an opinion until all of the evidence has been presented.
Now, we will begin in two days.
I suggest you all get some rest, visit with family, and prepare yourselves.
[gavel bangs.]
Good luck, counselor.
You think your, uh, client will bother to show up for the trial? Really think it would make a difference? Oh, how about a hug? Fuck you.
19.
Over there.
Excuse me.
You know the guy who lives in 19? Ray? Not really.
He keeps to himself pretty much.
- Is he home? - Nope.
This Ray, has he, uh, got a beard, kind of a stocky guy? Ray's got a beard.
I don't know about stocky.
Thank you.
Easy, easy.
Here we go.
Come on.
Why don't you let me go in there first? Make sure that kid's right.
Eh.
We can wait for Alcala here, right? This is the guy.
What guy? The guy who was talkin' to Chief Clay in the warehouse.
The one who cut me.
What's Alcala got to do with this guy? Holy shit.
What? This isn't about Alcala at all.
What? That license plate was given to me by PJ.
He's the one that sent us here.
- For what? - For the video.
The one Heather Caldwell was tellin' me about.
Didn't you say he said he had it? Yeah.
Shit.
Let's go.
Move that fuckin' pen.
Move that fuckin' pen! - Let's go.
- Come on, buddy! - Shane, grab his arm.
- Move it.
Hurry up.
Start your writing, son.
Come on.
Come on.
Don't fight us.
Don't fight us! - Fuck you! - Don't fuckin' fight us! - Fuck you! - This doesn't go right, we'll bring your wife here, we'll shoot her right in front of you.
You don't fuckin' touch her.
We will fuckin' shoot her in front of you.
Get up.
Get up.
You stay away from her.
- Either way, it's gonna happen.
- Sit the fuck down.
You're not gonna fuckin' hurt her.
Give him the gun.
Give him the gun.
Do it.
[panting.]
Come on.
Do it.
Now! [panting.]
I'm sorry, Jocelyn.
I love you.
[breathing heavily.]
[gunshot.]
Oh, sh Shit! Oh, shit! Come on.
Get back in here.
- Settle the fuck down.
- Shit, there's a lot of blood.
Put his gun hand by his head.
- Come on, get this right.
- Hey! Watch where you're steppin', man.
We already have enough to clean up.
- Okay, listen, listen.
- Shh.
No.
It's too perfect.
Okay, uh, pull him down.
Twist his body.
And bend him forward a little.
Put that gun hand up by his head.
- All right.
- How's that? It's good.
Let's get the fuck out of here.
Judge Harris! Boss! Boss.
[groans.]
We gotta go.
Let me finish this.
Come on.
We're in a hurry.
Get in the car.
[retching.]
Dad, you okay? Yeah.
Same old shit every election.
I got Brooks onboard, though.
I hope that's a good thing.
- [exhales.]
- At least with Pernell, we knew what we were getting into.
What? You backin' Pernell up now? I'm not backin' him, he's just The rich devil you know, I guess.
Pernell had baggage, he always did.
Hell, Pernell was baggage.
Brooks is just money.
He's a fire hydrant full of money.
- Look, I know what I'm doing.
- I know you do, Dad, but it takes more than money to open the doors Pernell opened.
Motherfucker, can you give a man his due? Huh? You know how much I did without him? You think he had his hand up my ass making this city work? Dad, I'm not sayin' that.
What are you sayin'? What are you sayin', boy? You sayin' I can't sit in this chair without some asshole pulling it out for me? - No.
- That's my chair! I'm making choices no one wants to make every single day.
Is that enough Dad.
Dad! - Dad! - [groaning.]
Get my pill.
My pill.
Fuck! Mr.
Mayor.
Open your mouth, open your mouth.
You're all right, Dad.
You're all right.
Okay.
- [groans.]
- Okay.
Just breathe.
I'm okay.
That never would have happened, Tessie, if you called me first.
You're supposed to consult me before any large purchases.
I will consult with you whenever I damn well please.
This is my money we are dealing with.
You work for me.
Now, explain to me why my escrow check bounced? Your money's tied up, long term stuff.
You didn't tell me to plan for early retirement.
Well, now you know the plan.
Where is my money? Exactly.
A lot of it's gone.
What do you mean, gone? Gone where? The stock market has been doing fine.
Bonds, too.
I thought we had more time, so I took some chances that didn't work out.
- You - They might.
Eventually.
[sighs.]
I told you to put it into boring shit.
My job was exciting enough, I didn't need big returns, I needed steady returns.
Let me be straight with you, Tessie.
Well, it's about damn time.
I figured there was no down side.
Either we make a shit load of money, you're happy and I'm driving something Italian.
Or it goes south, and since you're just a whore, who are you gonna complain to? You made your money on your back, and there's no IRS line item for that.
That money doesn't exist.
Not as far as the law is concerned.
[grunting.]
Jesus.
I'm calling the cops.
What are you gonna do, press charges? You're a whore's accountant.
You don't exist as far as the law is concerned, motherfucker.
Get out of my damn house! [panting.]
Shit! [waves crashing.]
[sighs.]
[open door ringing.]
It's empty.
Relax, Keith.
Toby didn't pick this place to kill me.
Then why meet here? I call the meeting, he picks the spot.
Here he comes.
- What do you want? - Let's go inside.
He's not armed.
You leave your gun.
Is he serious? He's got trust issues.
What's this? A video.
You killing my son.
Found it.
Ray Kelly's trailer.
What do you want? I want you to make sure that my murder trial goes away.
You're feelin' pretty good right now.
I'm feelin' like I want to hurt you really bad right now.
But I'll settle for this.
I got a surprise for you, too.
Pernell: Whatever you want to know, just ask.
Bobo: Tell me what happened to Shane Caldwell.
- Pernell: Come on, Bobo.
- Bobo: You said anything.
Pernell: [sighs.]
Caldwell was dirty.
He raped Jocelyn.
I did what had to be done.
Bobo, wait.
Just wait.
Hear me out.
I didn't kill him.
But I ordered it done.
Instead of watching him go free, and I wasn't gonna do that.
Did he know? Who? Your BFF? Of course.
Ordering a murder.
That's first degree.
Special circumstances of Shane being a cop then puts a needle in your arm.
We got a problem, you and me.
Yeah.
We've got a problem.
Stalemate.
You're gonna make sure my murder trial goes away.
'Cause if I go to prison, I can't see any reason why that video doesn't make the light of day.
If anything happens to me after I do this for you, your confession goes straight to McCauley.
Likewise.
Let's go.
Wait here.
Hi, Dad.
I'm so sorry.
I couldn't be there with you that day.
Why? Would you have taken that bullet for me? Yeah.
Sure, of course I would have.
Like you did just now? PJ.
I didn't have any choice.
I mean I can't do anybody any good if I'm in prison.
You let the guy who murdered me walk.
Judge maximum.
We always have a choice.
Look, Dad.
Look.
I remember every breath we took Every song we sang had massive hooks Why do Good feelings Always go by Love that lasts as long as cigarettes Ultimately leads to an untimely death I guess I'm getting what I paid for I just wanted to get high Couldn't find it at the drugstore You're not something I can buy Why do Good feelings Always go by Go by Go