Rogue (2013) s03e05 Episode Script

Previously on Rogue People call me a conspiracy nut.
He just wanted to talk about some real estate deal I closed.
Hutchings has been talking to everyone involved in that deal.
He's got shit on all of us.
Adam Hutchings, 2005, Ford Focus, towed three weeks ago.
What the fuck! Hutchings was a reporter, chasing a story.
This is what they do.
- What is that? - It's urban art.
You wanna go? Go.
I'll say goodbye to your dad for you.
Did Sam make that for you? He made it on his first day of school So, Leo, what is it that you do? - I'm a connector.
- What do you connect? - He didn't tell you 'bout our business? - Nah.
'Cause we're looking for investors.
You know, partnership's It's expensive.
- How expensive? - Thirty.
Thirty grand? I can get that shit easy.
This is Oh, yeah.
Okay, cool.
General Howard's building a case against you.
What? He seems pretty motivated, too.
He sent me across the country to do it.
He's turned on you, Marty.
He must know about the guns.
I'm not here voluntarily, Marty.
What the fuck does that mean? It means, I think that you and I could be valuable to each other.
The General's fucking his biographer.
- That's original.
- Yeah.
They just left the hotel.
So, I'm gonna check the room, see what I can find.
where in the hell have I gone I woke up this morning undressed might have been a little too drunk I can't get you out of my head you shot me up, baby, with a wonderful love I got a little taste, now I can't get enough you shot me up, baby, with a wonderful love running through my veins like a top shelf drug All right.
So why would Sophie Hale pretend not to know Ethan? Maybe she wasn't pretending.
They work at the same law firm, how could they not know each other? Who's that? What's her name? Fine.
All I'm saying, it's not outside the realm of possibility that Sophie and Ethan never met.
Then why did she shut up all of a sudden when I brought up Hutchings? Speak.
Well, it's just sometimes you can come off a little strong.
- What? - Look, Deak, you know I love you.
And given the opportunity, I would be the caring and tender lover and partner you so richly deserve Suck my dick, Patty.
but sometimes during interrogations you can make people feel a little Well, reticent.
- Reticent? - Just sometimes.
Hey, any of this fitting together yet? Still free associating, sir.
What's your narrative on Kelly? His father said he works for Marty Stein.
Seems to be the common thread in all of this.
Guy's got his greedy fucking fingers in everything.
I lost my best assistant US attorney to him last year.
Can't imagine why anyone would want to leave you, Angela.
We've been running through Hutchings' call sheet.
Seems that he was in contact with a couple of Stein's lawyers.
Got anything specific? Well, we talked to Sophie Hale yesterday, but there wasn't much going on there.
So we're gonna see if we have better luck with one of her colleagues this afternoon.
And you think Hutchings' death is somehow going to lead us back to the Kings? At worst, they were triggermen.
At best, co-conspirators.
Forgive my ignorance.
If the Kings wanted Hutchings dead, wouldn't it have been a lot easier to just shoot him in the head? Yes, but then what the hell would we do around here all day? Keep us looped.
- Maryellen.
- What? The secretary.
Maryellen.
I swear to God.
This fucking city.
I only have a minute.
I think we should cut ties with Kelly.
All right.
"All right"? Explain that thought process to me.
He's unpredictable.
He seems more like a dull loner to me.
He's opportunistic.
He's short-sighted.
And he thinks he's smarter than everyone around him.
Eight years in the military will do that.
I am worried about what he'll do next.
Were you clear with him? God damn it.
There are better ways into Marty Stein.
What about the father? I'm sorry? The father.
George Kelly.
What about him? Well, Ethan plays fast and loose with his own life.
What about his dad's? It's hard to say.
I suppose there's some incentive to be found there.
Good.
- Do that then.
- Sir.
If we stop now, we'll have to start over with someone else.
- Yes, sir.
- I don't want that.
Do you want that? - No, sir.
- It's your call, Lloyd.
I value your opinion.
I'll pick up the father today.
Hold him until we're done with Ethan.
I always said you were too soft for this work.
Yes, sir.
Hey, Grace, where the hell you at? The hotel just said you checked out.
Call me back.
She's right, you know Guthrie.
Yeah, what's she right about? This whole conspiracy you've cooked up.
You don't like it? It's a big fucking task force.
Whoa! Jesus.
I'm just saying.
You might want to take a step back.
Might be a different line to follow.
Well, I'm open for suggestions.
I need an accent piece for our new office.
Show me.
It needs to be classy.
Of course, ma'am.
But also wild and bizarre.
- Obscene, really.
- Yes, ma'am.
It should bleed a primordial eroticism.
Desperate.
Violent.
Yet tempered Oh, my God! Yes, this is perhaps one of our less successful pieces.
Are you kidding me? My bosses are going to love this.
I'll take it.
This is, like, some serious art shit.
It's vulgar.
- It's freakish.
- Mmm-hmm.
Mmm-hmm.
But elegant.
Yeah.
I opened the Chicago office first, then New York, then Milan.
- You bitch.
- Complete bitch.
"Executive Assistant to the CEO.
" - Wow.
- Damn.
Margo, you're, like, inspirational.
You're so lucky.
My bosses are really hands-off.
I'm basically running the company.
Excuse me, miss.
You'll have to come with us.
What? I didn't know it was counterfeit.
It's not like I'm running the company.
You seemed to be spending it in a hurry.
It was almost as if you were trying to unload it - before anyone noticed.
- I told you.
My bosses just sent me out to set up the company.
They just gave me the cash.
And do these bosses have a name? Leo Taylor? Yeah.
The fuck you need? What is this, Marty's commissary? You guys allowed to eat anywhere else? What can I say? I didn't want you guys coming by the office.
I assume you have something to ask me.
Yeah.
Why is it when lawyers die, they're buried 20 feet under the ground? Because deep down they really are nice guys.
Heard 'em all.
- I thought about becoming a lawyer.
- Oh, yeah? But then you realized you didn't care for Xanax.
No.
My dad died.
I couldn't afford tuition.
So, I've got about 20 minutes.
And what can you tell us about Adam Hutchings? Who? You really want to play it like that? It's only going to hurt more when you lose.
Are you accusing me of something? Should I be? The guy called me about one of the buildings I closed, the Crown building, over on Douglas.
He was a reporter doing a story.
He wanted to see the closing documents.
- Did you give 'em to him? - Of course not.
Attorney work product, that means it's confidential.
What documents was he looking for specifically? The contract of sale, the title work, zoning variances, environmental studies, the buyer's corporate minutes authorizing the purchase Exciting things like that.
The buyer being Crown Building Corp.
What's so special about this building? Nothing really.
Six-story residential rental.
Fully leased.
And he never told you why he wanted the documents? No, actually, he just seemed really crazy to me.
Did he do something? Yeah.
Son of a bitch went off and died.
You don't think I had anything to do with this? Let's go, Detective Finnegan.
Let the counselor finish his lunch.
Bon appetit.
- Hand cream? - Nah.
Hand cream is what your grandma uses for her dry elbows.
What I was selling was hand ecstasy.
- You're selling ecstasy.
- Exactly! Would you please state your name? Your name, miss? This is a serious offense, Mr.
Taylor.
That makes sense, 'cause I'm a serious motherfucker.
In addition to the 10,000 we pulled off your assistant, there was another I always figured I'd end up dead or in prison, anyway.
I'm just surprised it didn't happen sooner.
Do you have anything you want to say in your defense? I ain't no rat.
The possession of counterfeit currency carries a penalty of 20 years.
I'm sorry, did you say "20"? That's right.
So, Chicago, it be cold, y'all.
Your hands, they take a beatin'.
But this be the best hand cream money can buy.
Come on, stand up straight.
And more eye contact.
- Would you stop? - Sorry, dear.
Fuck! What? We're looking for Talia Freeman.
What did I do? - Miss Freeman, we have a warrant for your arrest.
- What? Please put your hands behind your back.
Are you fucking kidding me? No! You have the right to remain silent - For what? - Officers, may I have a look at that? This is bullshit.
What did I do? Suspicion of possessing counterfeit currency.
Talia, listen.
I'm going to go call your brother right now.
Don't say anything until he talks to you.
Understand? I didn't do anything! - Keep her warm.
- Jesus! Ow! This is such bullshit.
You know, you seem like a sweet girl.
I'd melt in your mouth.
But the thing is, you got yourself knee-deep in a federal shithole.
I ain't done nothin'.
And the shit's getting higher every time you lie to us.
Who the fuck is this bitch? This "bitch" has the only ladder out of that hole.
See, turns out that money in your purse Well, Secret Service says that it's funny.
I don't know nothin' about it.
Shit's rising quick, Talia.
If I were you, I'd lift up my chin.
See, what the Assistant US Attorney is saying is that Secret Service matched the serial number on your bills to plates being used by the 13th Street Kings.
What she's saying is that if you could shed some light on this strange coincidence, she might be willing to lessen your legal burden.
Like I said, I know nothin' about how that money got there.
Po-po is probably framin' me.
You know what? I might be willing to believe you.
Except that your friend, Leo Taylor, says that you gave him 30 grand of the same bills two days ago to start up a business venture.
Now, that's long before the po-po ever showed up at your house.
Yeah, well, Leo's a limp dick.
You see, that's exactly what I was thinking.
Fuck him.
You know what else? Fuck your boyfriend, too.
The one from the Kings who gave you that money.
Just give us a name, Talia, and you'll walk out that door a free lady.
Talia, do not say another word.
- Martin Stein.
- I know who you are.
Then you know the consequences for talking to my client outside of my presence.
She waived counsel.
I don't need no lawyer.
- I didn't do nothin'.
- I said shut up, Talia.
Black.
I beg your pardon? My coffee, I take it black.
Croissant would be lovely as well if you have one.
Password for your wi-fi is? That true, what you were saying before? What? That you really wanted to be a lawyer? Yeah, a long time ago.
Hold on.
I know you.
You rookied with Gonzales.
Flannigan, right? - Finnegan.
- Joe Bauer.
The kraut with nine toes.
Gonzo was all over you.
Hey, Joe.
Have you ever seen this guy around the building? His name's Adam Hutchings.
Can't say that I have.
- What did he do? - He got himself dead.
That's good for business, am I right? We're just gonna take a look around the building.
Sorry, I can't let you do that.
You're kidding, right? Look.
My boss is a major pain in the ass, does a lot of spot checks.
Unless a tenant invites you in, this is as far as you go.
I'm sorry.
I need the weekly.
You're really going to make us get a warrant? All right.
That's 10 bucks more for the wrapping.
Okay.
You know what? I'm gonna take a card as well.
That's another four.
Makes a grand total of $28.
75.
$28.
75.
- There you go.
- Thank you.
You know what? Keep it.
Thank you.
How you doing? Can I get General Howard's room number, please? Sorry, it's against policy.
But I can call him for you.
- Okay, yeah.
Great.
- Okay.
I'm sorry, he doesn't seem to be in.
All right.
Um I can take that for you, if you like.
I assure you it'll be safe.
I'll get it to the General as soon as he returns.
Okay.
There you go.
Thank you so much.
Oh, you know what? Oh, I don't know if I signed the card.
- Let me just make sure, if you don't mind.
- Mmm-hmm.
Perfect.
Thank you very much.
You're welcome.
Hello? How you doing? I'm looking for a good friend of mine, General Howard.
- Is he in? - Sorry.
Nobody here.
Where did you get the necklace? My boyfriend.
Unless your boyfriend is a dead eight-year-old in San Francisco, then you're a liar and a fucking thief.
Now, I'm gonna give you one more chance, Marie.
Where did you get the fucking necklace at? I found it under the couch.
Give it to me.
Now get out of here.
Oh, Grace.
- Hello? - They got her, Marty.
The one fucking person that could have nailed them to the wall, they got her.
Ethan, what the hell are you talking about? Grace Travis.
Well, help me out here, will you? Who is Grace Travis? They killed a cop.
She's a cop.
Howard and Roberts are out their fuc They're out of control.
I'm gonna get 'em, Marty.
And when I do, I'm gonna tear their fucking heads off.
No, you don't, Ethan.
No, you don't.
That is a bad idea.
That is a really bad idea right now.
- I don't give a shit.
- Yes, you do.
Now, you're the smart one.
We will get them.
We will get even with them, you and me.
But we gotta be smart about it.
All right? My dad, you know Shit.
They're gonna go after my dad.
I gotta go.
Get your dad, and get out of town.
I will send you an address.
Lay low.
- Okay? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
All right, all right.
Come on.
Pick up, dad.
Hi, this is George Kelly.
I'm not home right now, so leave a message.
Dad, it's Ethan.
Pick up the phone if you're there.
Pick up the phone! Dad, it's Ethan.
Pick up the phone.
Listen, you call me the moment you get this.
Call me.
Good afternoon, Sun Valley Grocers, how may I help you? George Kelly, please.
He's not in yet.
Okay.
What time is he due in? He'll be in at - Great.
Thank you.
- You're welcome.
Watch it, watch it, watch it, watch it.
Oh! Hey, where's your brother at, man? Ain't he supposed to pick you up? Reggie's busy, I guess.
Yeah, Reggie's busy, huh.
Now, get in the car.
I'll give you a lift.
Thanks, man.
United States vs.
Freeman, Talia M.
Charges are two counts of uttering counterfeit obligations pursuant to USC Chapter 25, Section 472.
How does the defendant plead? Not guilty, Your Honor.
I'm honored, Mr.
Stein.
It's not every day an attorney of your stature walks into my courtroom.
Only when the very notion of justice itself is under attack, Judge.
The defendant, with intent to commit fraud, passed a sum of in order to buy into a start-up business.
In addition, when apprehended, she was in possession of another $10,000 in counterfeit bills.
I can't wait to hear this, Mr.
Stein.
My client herself was defrauded, Judge.
By whom? This isn't a trial, Miss Guthrie.
Okay.
Talk to me about bail.
- $100,000.
- No bail, Judge.
The defendant has ties to members of a notorious gang, Your Honor.
I once had lunch with Jay Cutler, that doesn't make me a member of the bears.
Okay, let's split the difference.
Bail is set at $25,000.
Due respect, Your Honor, that's not exactly splitting the difference.
I wasn't very good at math.
Let's go.
You really fucked up this time, Talia.
Nothin' you can't handle.
This isn't like the girl who OD'd in your salon.
This is federal court.
I thought you was good at this law shit.
Marlon sure pays you enough.
Sometimes there's no rabbit down at the bottom of the hat, no matter how far down you reach.
They've got you on physical evidence.
They've got you on parole evidence.
If this was Marlon, you'd do some shit.
You're not Marlon.
Some ways I'm better.
Get your hand off of me.
That accountant, this is his fault, you know.
He gave me the money after he made a pass at me.
Made me promise not to tell Marlon.
How was I supposed to know the money was fake? He committed fraud on me.
- That's a good story.
- It's what happened.
No, I am saying that that can work.
That's a good story, if it wasn't for the fact that Oren Kamanski prefers cock, that is.
Jesus! You're looking at 20 federal I ain't going to no penitentiary.
I know shit, you know.
I know lots of shit.
What shit exactly are you referring to? I'm just saying.
I get locked up, you and Marlon, you're both coming with me.
Get out.
- We ain't near home.
- Get the fuck out.
Get the fuck out.
Dad? Hey, dad! _ Hi, you've reached George Kelly.
Leave a message, and I'll call you back.
Paper or plastic? Okay.
- Thanks for dinner.
- No worries.
So, Reggie's PO find him a new job or something? Shit.
Reggie says jobs are for suckers.
But he always got plenty of green.
Yeah, you know what? I don't want to hear anything about that, okay? So what time does your brother usually roll in at? Reggie got himself a new girl.
So, he's not coming home then? Yeah, but damn, she fine! All right, listen, man.
You're gonna crash on my couch tonight.
First thing in the morning though, you're calling Reggie.
I wanna talk to him, okay? All right.
All right, man, it's cool.
What are you doing, man? Just making sure.
What the fuck is that? What the fuck is this? You're kidding me, right? You're fucking You kidding me? License and registration, sir.
Yeah.
Look, I know I, uh I know I screwed up back there.
No excuses though.
If you just wanna give us a ticket, we'll be on our way.
You're in a rush to get somewhere? No, man.
I'm just heading home.
- Have you been drinking? - Of course not.
No.
Drugs? I've got a child in the car, Officer.
How old are you, son? Fourteen.
Do your parents know where you are? Doubt it.
Look, I'm a counselor at the Community Center, okay? That's Step away from the car, sir.
Look, Vin's just coming to spend the night at my place.
I live with my girlfriend, man.
I'm happy for you.
Now step away from the car.
Yeah, okay.
I'm getting out, man.
Don't worry.
It's cool, Vin.
Turn around.
Hands on the hood of the car.
Look, my girlfriend is a DEA agent, okay? Her name is Harper Deakins.
You guys can look into it.
You can check it out.
I'm sure she'd be proud of you.
- Grab the kid.
- It's okay, Vin.
It's okay, man, just go with him.
Thank you.
My break? Yeah, try not to come back smelling like a chimney.
Yes, sir, thank you.
Hi, you've reached George Kelly.
- Leave a message - Son of a bitch.
- Where is George Kelly? - On break.
- Yeah, but where is he? - Check the back room.
Shit! Come on, let's go.
Shit! What the hell is going on? I'll tell you later.
Let's go.
- Keep moving.
- Come on.
Get in the car.
No one in or out of the building.
No one has to get milk? Walk a dog? - Maybe they all work late.
- That's bullshit.
I'm calling Guthrie.
You're gonna get a warrant from the DA because the building is quiet? Finnegan.
I'm her partner.
Hold him there.
- What? - We gotta roll.
- What's happening? - It's not good.
Patrick? Jack.
He got pulled over by the cops.
They found coke on him.
He's been clean for five years.
He had a kid with him.
Fuck.
Fuck! I appreciate this.
Yeah, no problem.
- Thank you.
- Okay.
They're letting you go.
You know those drugs weren't mine, right? You believe me, huh? Got an older brother who is MIA, but the kid's gonna have to spend the night in foster care.
Shit! See, that's what That's all I was trying to avoid.
Yeah.
- I'm gonna wait in the car.
- Mmm.
You took a risk, saying those drugs were yours.
So you don't believe me, do you? Do you think the Community Center is gonna entrust you with kids after finding out about your previous drug issues? Okay.
So, that's it.
You're embarrassed? No.
You did not embarrass me, okay? They want to drop this as soon as possible.
- The less said the better.
- Not for you, though.
Look, I care about Vin.
And I care about all those kids at the Community Center, okay? - So I'm not gonna - And I don't? You think I don't care about them as much as you? I'm not saying that.
I just How many times have I got to bail you out, Jack? Is that what just happened? You bailed me out? You gave them money? - Are you out of pocket on this? - You know what I mean.
Look, if I'm an inconvenience for you Don't be a martyr.
It doesn't suit you, okay? I can't do this right now.
I gotta go.
All right.
Then just walk away.
Thank you.
Figured you needed a refill.
Wow, you're letting me off easy.
You know I want to talk about this and you know I know what you're gonna say.
So, better left unsaid, that about it? What can I tell you? You know me.
Talia is a manipulative, conniving, poisonous cunt.
I know.
Marlon's gonna talk to her.
Marlon has been talking to Talia for the past 10 years.
Does Talia change? No.
She can't be that stupid.
Yes.
She is that stupid.
She is his sister, for crying out loud.
Jesus! I can't let this get in the way of business.
Oh, yeah? How is business? You're kidding, right? Just happened to be Okay, you're not kidding.
This is bigger than just my business.
I'm not gonna throw away everything that we've worked for.
Not worth much behind bars though.
Do you want to go to prison? It would save me from this lovely conversation.
Marty, get rid of her.
What the fuck! Fuckin' stealing from me? - Huh? - Marlon, I can explain.
What? Huh? You want that shit? Eat that shit.
Huh? Obviously, that's all I am to you, right? I didn't steal no money from you! Oren did not make a pass at you, T! It was Leo! Save it for court.
I was doing some lines at Leo's and I shot my mouth off about Oren's vault.
That's nobody's business except mine.
I am sorry, Marlon.
But it was Leo who gave me the money! Even fuckin' now, you're still lyin'.
You and me are done, T.
I didn't take nothing! How did you get past a DEA background check with a drug-addict boyfriend? I didn't know.
How could you not know? You live with the guy! It was in the past.
It never came up.
Oh, so you're out picking wallpaper and bedsheets, but his drug problem, that never came up.
No.
No.
- What? - I just find it a little bit strange that never came up in conversation.
It came up, when the DEA was crawling up my ass looking for any sign of indiscretion that would bounce me from the program.
They looked at anyone within a five-mile radius of me.
Ouch.
Yeah, but I still got in.
That's because of your piercing intellect.
But you love the guy, so I think you gotta cut him some slack.
I mean, we stick our necks out all the time, nothing happens.
At least he's sticking his neck out to save a kid.
A kid carrying cocaine.
Who was supposed to sleep on our couch.
I would have done the same thing.
That's a guy thing, right? You champion him, it's supposed to make me like you more.
Workin'? The whole Crown building thing doesn't seem odd to you? I mean, three hours, six floors, no one has a dog to walk? Well, I didn't see no "No Pets" sign, but Deak? - No.
- No, what? I know where you're going with this.
You wanna break in.
I don't wanna break in.
I want to buzz every buzzer until someone buzzes us in.
And then when they don't, yeah.
I wanna break in.
Oh, that changes everything.
_ - Yo.
- Yo.
'Sup, man? I got something for you to take care of tonight.
- All right.
- Tonight.
All right, man, shit.
Hey, are suppliers still using these to move biscuits? I haven't seen no flags, man.
Man, you sure? All right.
Let you know when it's done, man.
Told ya.
There's 40 apartments, not one buzzes us in? Neighborhood is not the safest.
You answer the door, you're not expecting anybody, you wind up with a shotgun in your face.
You're seriously doing this? This is this is bad.
- Shh.
- This is really fuckin' bad.
No, you gotta hit it harder than that.
Give it a good whack! Whack it! There you go.
Okay, it's stuck.
Well, you fuckin' You hit it too hard.
- Seriously? - Leave it.
There's not a light on in the place.
They're probably trying to save on the power bill.
Deak? You're gonna get our asses canned.
"Good bye!" "What was that, Patty?" "Oh, that was your pension.
" You're being a baby.
My ass should be in bed right now and I should be dreaming sweet-ass dreams.
These walls are due for a coat of paint.
You're drunk.
That was locked.
Jesus Christ, you scared the shit out of me.
Guess we know why no one buzzed us in.
Why would a security guard tell us there are tenants here? Maybe your buddy wanted to keep us out.
Might be a stash house.
Holy shit, Patty.
You recognize this? This is from one of Hutchings' photos, the ones I found in his car.
Hutchings was here.
Whatever he was on to had something to do with this building.
You motherfuckers! 911.
What's your emergency? You didn't want to tell me on the telephone, so, go.
She knows about the building.
You stupid fuckin' imbecile.
How the fuck could you let this happen?