I'll, uh...
I'll start by saying
that all charges against Pernell Harris
regarding the murder of Shane Caldwell
have been dropped.
It has come to light that the...
That the case against Mr. Harris
was predicated on false evidence.
Our internal investigation indicates
that this was not a case of human error or negligence,
but rather a result of criminal misconduct
within the police department.
A group of at least four San Vicente police officers
participated in dozens of serious crimes.
They were responsible for the attempt to frame Mr. Harris.
DNA evidence was planted on Shane Caldwell's body.
We have also confirmed that threats and intimidation
were used to coerce the statement
of an alleged eyewitness,
Mr. Michael Alcala.
Though the investigation is ongoing,
we are confident that we have identified
the ringleader, a Sergeant Scott Kessler.
Now, this morning, an arrest warrant was issued
was issued for Sergeant Kessler.
Scott Kessler! Hands up!
- Back away from the car! - Let me see your hands!
- Do it! Now! - Put 'em up!
- The fuck is this? - I said put your hands up!
- Scott! - Get in the house, Camila.
Get inside now!
- Gun! - Drop your weapon!
- No... - Put it down now!
He resisted and was shot by police at the scene.
- He did not survive. - No!
Let me just say the prosecution
and the SFPD are committed to justice.
Oh, my God! No!
As a sworn officer of the court,
I am determined to ferret out anyone
involved in this corruption.
And to Mr. Harris and Mrs. Harris,
on behalf of the city of San Vicente,
I extend our deepest apologies.
We will not be taking questions at this time.
Ma'am.
- I've been calling. - I've been busy.
- Does he know? - About what?
"About what?" Are you kidding me?
About the tape. Does he know?
- No, sir. - I want the recording back.
You'll have it.
I knew you'd find a way to pull it out.
- You always do. - Thank you, Bobo.
Yeah.
Couldn't have done it without you.
No comment. No comment. Thank you.
No comment.
Let's make this look good for the cameras, huh?
Mr. Harris! This way!
Kessler?
Had to be someone.
♪ 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 ♪
What are you doing here?
I wanted to say hi...
and that I'm sorry.
Why are you so hard headed, K.D.?
I don't have many friends, Tessie.
You think we're friends?
I want us to be.
I see the "for sale" sign's gone.
You sold the house already?
No. I'm moving in.
Oh, you liked it that much?
It's not that.
I can't sell it.
This house is all I have left.
Why? What happened?
Well, someone else decided to betray me.
But this someone happened to be managing all my money.
You should call Judge Harris.
How many times do I have to tell you no?
I'll figure it out.
He cares about you. Cares about this baby. He's the father.
Pernell doesn't care about people. He uses them.
- That is not true. - Is this really why you came here?
Are you here for him?
- Get out of this house. - No...
Right now.
It doesn't matter who sent me.
I'm saying things that you should think about
for yourself and the baby.
Things I've already thought about a thousand times.
Every version from every angle.
I don't want his money.
I want my baby to be happy.
You want to be my friend, K.D.?
You go and you talk to Pernell
and you convince him to leave me alone.
- Did you get my message? - No. I saw you called.
I figured you could tell me when I got here.
Right. Well, you have a visitor.
What's going on?
You know, I was waiting
in the parking lot for almost an hour
trying to talk myself out of this.
You were right about P.J.'s suicide note.
There's a message. I just can't figure out what it is.
I mean, maybe he was trying to tell me who killed him?
No, no, don't. Not here.
Oh, Crystal, I saw the, uh...
Oh, Jocelyn.
- How've you been? - Good.
Better.
Oh, what can I do for you Nathan?
Oh, well, I just came by to congratulate you and Pernell.
Oh, thank you.
Good to see you, Jocelyn.
Always a pleasure.
Congratulate you for what?
Let's go! Get it out!
- Right back there. - Thank you.
- Kessler's dead. - What?
They blamed him for everything.
Murdered him in front of his own family.
They will answer for their sins.
Well, you're damn right they will.
'Cause you and me, we're the answer.
These are the cops that helped Toby and Shane kill P.J.
I want everybody on that video dead.
Except for Chief Clay.
- I said everybody. - No, you can't.
You have a deal.
Fuck the deal.
Come here.
Kessler's wife is arranging his funeral.
All my so-called friends have toasted my freedom.
P.J.'s killers are walking around free.
If we go after Chief Clay,
he sends that confession out,
you go to jail.
You're right.
Worry about Toby later.
- But these guys. - Yeah. I'm with you.
We're the answer.
Oh, Keith?
What about Tessie?
I talked to her. She's still...
Maybe you should just leave it alone for a while.
Shit.
No, she'll come around.
She's too smart to think she can get custody.
Plus her being broke.
She'll come around.
How do you know she's broke?
The guy that manages her money owed me favor.
Keith, come on.
This isn't 'cause I wanna hurt Tessie.
This is about the son that God gave me.
Now, if you can't get somebody to trust you,
you gotta get 'em to need you.
You understand?
I guess so.
Good.
'Cause we got shit to do.
That motherfucker.
Well, if we know that Toby killed him,
then why don't we just turn him in?
Have you two ladies had time to look at the menu?
We're not eating, Manny.
Could we just get a bottle of Sequoia Grove Cambium 2007?
Thank you.
Toby knows we know.
But if we expose him, we put ourselves in danger.
Fuck.
No, it doesn't make this make any more sense than it did before.
I don't know that I know any word here
that could mean the word "cop."
What makes you think there is a message?
Because there's all these altered memories here.
P.J. makes references to things in our past,
but every time I get into a story,
he changes one detail, like right here.
The Dominican music coming from our neighbors.
It wasn't Dominican music. It was Dominican cigar smoke.
And the reason I know that is 'cause I used to tell him
his room smells like a "Soprano's" episode.
Is there some memory where he substitutes
one person for another?
No. No, just little...
What if it's not a person that he's leading you to?
Holy shit.
"Where I stole back the first kiss I took.
Where all the milestones started."
See, that part stood out to me,
because he didn't make the first move.
I did.
That's what he meant by "milestones."
Our first kiss was at the First Mile Rock.
- Where is that? - In Big Sur.
Mrs. Harris?
Great. Uh, could you just put that on my tab?
We have to go.
- Thank you. - Okay.
Keep it down out here!
Fucking delinquents.
Kastelein's done.
They're gonna know something's wrong
when he doesn't show up for work tomorrow.
We need to get Warren before then.
He jogs Guadalupe Park every morning around dawn.
That's too public, man.
No, not at that time of day...
You just can't shoot this time.
You can take him without a gun?
What's wrong?
Look, Dad. Look.
Judge Harris, we gotta go.
Wow.
Beautiful.
How'd you find this spot?
You don't remember this place?
I've been here?
You, me, P.J.
Shit.
The night he snuck out for the meteor thing, the, uh...
The Leonid meteor shower.
Every cop in San Vicente was looking for him.
And they found him right here.
With his telescope, refusing to go home
until it was all over.
Stubborn as shit.
He loved magic.
As long as it was real.
Pernell?
I think I know where the encryption key to Bathwater is.
What?
I'm going to Big Sur tomorrow to get it
with Jocelyn.
Wanna come?
- I can't. - Why?
I'm working on something.
What do you mean?
This is what undoes you, your lying, the secrecy.
Right.
Remember I told you there were four cops on that video
where P.J. was...
Well, as of today, only two of them are alive.
Now, I gotta move fast, before Toby gets me back.
I know.
I must sound like a monster.
The fuck, maybe I am.
And if I'm happy to hear it?
What does that make me?
Frankenstein's bride?
♪ Loosen up the reins, they're bad ♪
♪ Too many thoughts up in your mind ♪
♪ Get back to the place you lost inside ♪
♪ Beak out from those rusted chains ♪
- What he fuck happened? - He was ready for me.
What do you mean, he was ready for you?
He knew I was coming! Ah, fuck!
He shot you?
Yeah. It's through the calf. No bone.
Shit. Shit!
Anybody here?
Oh, my God. K.D., what happened?
- He got shot. - You have to take him to a hospital.
- He doesn't wanna go. - It's not up to him.
He knows somebody who can patch him up.
- We just need someplace to do it. - It can't be here.
Please. I just need a little help.
Hand of God's the only place I can do it.
- He's been shot! - Fine. We'll take him in.
But not you. You, you get out.
Thank you.
- All right. Here we go. - Let's go in the kitchen.
Time to find out where the path has been leading.
- Hey, K.D.? - Hmm.
I gotta ask. What kind of church is this?
You get shot, and they let you come here?
The kind that doesn't judge.
You almost done?
Easy. Easy. You'll rip the stitches.
Yeah. Done.
Thank you.
Here.
These will take the edge off.
No, thanks. I'll just deal with the pain.
Well, your friend already paid for them, so do what you want.
Shit. You can get 40 a pop for those on the street.
- Patterson? - Yeah.
If I want to go somewhere else,
be somebody else,
who would I talk to?
I may know some names.
Who you trying to get away from?
- Doctor says he's fine. - Thank God.
Seems like you dodged a bullet of your own.
You're a lucky man.
Not luck, Paul. Providence.
It's God's hand that delivered me.
You don't believe that.
Let's just say I doubt it.
Two days ago, I was looking for this witness they have.
Guy was gonna testify against me. I thought stopping him
was the only thing that could keep me out of prison.
Yeah. Whatever you did to him, I don't wanna know.
Well, it didn't come to that.
God sent me visions through P.J.
Took me down a whole other path.
Let me show you something.
Get in.
I want you to see how this works.
How God is using me.
I got visions of letters and numbers.
Didn't make sense to me at first, and then it hit me.
It was a license plate.
Took me to a trailer park in the middle of nowhere.
It's where I found this.
There's a video on there.
P.J.'s murder.
What?
He didn't commit suicide. He was killed by cops.
Shane Caldwell secretly recorded that.
- Oh, dear Lord. - Do you see now?
That video is what set me free.
And I would never have found it
if God wasn't directing me.
How could this exonerate you?
'Cause one of the cops on that video is Toby Clay.
He was gonna have to get the murder charges dropped
or he was burn right alongside me.
I want you to keep that for me.
No, I'm not getting involved.
You're already involved, Paul.
God involved you the day you baptized me.
You thought you were using me...
but God was using you...
despite your selfish intentions.
It's true.
I wanted your money.
But I was trying to lead you to the scripture.
To bring me to him.
It's like Balen.
How he went from a curse to a blessing.
It's exactly like that.
Anything happens to me, I want you to share this with the world.
- There you go. - Thank you.
Thank you.
Oh, I'm starving.
Want one? They're fresh?
Fresh from Washington.
That's a lazy fucking scam.
But delicious.
It's weird being here without P.J.
I think I know where to look for it.
There is a line here that says, "red flowers born in the sand."
We were leaving here one night,
and my car got a flat,
and instead of calling AAA,
we decided to camp under a lifeguard tower.
Then P.J. started a fire using road flares,
and he said it looked like roses growing out of the sand.
I think that's where it is.
- Let's go. - We have to wait till morning.
We can't go there until the tide is low.
There's a place that rents cabins not too far from there.
- Thanks. - Seat taken, Gil?
Get cancer.
I remember the first case I lost.
It was a golf buddy of my dad's, right?
Rich fucker.
Never did get the hang of paying taxes.
I know how this works. The uprising failed,
so now heads have to be placed
on pikes to deter others.
- Fonseca Porto '08, please. - Separate checks.
Anyway, I spent... I spent weeks coaching this guy.
Researching, right?
Prepping as if we were going before the Supreme Court.
I had this fucking case in the bag.
Then the night before the trial,
this asshole gets fucking caught
banging a teenager at the Four Seasons.
His wife finds out.
She blows the whistle on a secret bank account he's got offshore.
Basically giftwraps the case for the prosecution.
I'll pack up my office today
if it means you'll leave me alone.
But despite all the time I wasted
and the blemish against my record,
it didn't really matter to me.
- Wanna know why? - Actually, stay right there.
Try and get one right in your mouth.
Because in my heart of hearts,
I knew this piece of shit shouldn't have got off.
See, guys like you and me,
we only care about failure.
We're trying to do the right thing.
There really are no hard feelings, Gil.
You were just trying to do what you thought was right.
And with all the corruption out there,
we need more people like you in this fuckin' city.
- You need some help? - Oh, no, I'm good, thanks.
Oh, no, please, let me give you a hand.
And then you can help me by telling me where the woodpile is.
I've been wandering around hopelessly for the last 20 minutes.
- Deal. - All right.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
- Where are we... - Right there.
- There. - The one on the left.
So you here for business or pleasure?
Um, a little bit of a getaway.
- Nice. - You?
Business disguised as pleasure,
company retreat, and some team building.
I'm sorry, I hate those things.
It's too touchy-feely for me.
- No offense. - Oh, none taken.
I feel the same way.
I don't care how many trust circles we have to do.
I do not believe that the process is more important
than the results or some...
I don't know what I'm fucking saying...
I know what you mean.
- Here we go. - And here's your map.
Thank you.
Do you need anything else?
Maybe do you wanna...
Do you wanna have a drink?
Really?
Yeah. Oh, man, what am I, stupid?
No, I...
- Um... - So...
It's really sweet of you, but, um...
No thanks.
- You sure? - Yeah.
All right. I'll see you around.
A little tight. Have you been guilt eating?
Fuck you, Randy.
What did Perez say?
We back in the rotation?
Full calendar starting on Monday.
This a good time?
Come on in.
After our conversation, I thought you should have this.
Toby asked me to hold on to it just in case.
I didn't look.
Thank you, Gilbert.
You're gonna make a great mayor.
- How you doing, Tim? - Just fine, Judge. How are you?
There he is.
How does it feel to be free?
Like I'm walking on air.
Mmm.
Still can't believe it.
It's good to see you and Crystal together.
It's nice. How's she doing?
Still can't believe this either.
Bobo, wait. Just wait.
Hear me out.
I didn't kill him.
But I ordered it done,
instead of watching him go free.
Given the circumstances, I'm sure you'll understand
if I don't show up to that little soiree
where you announce you're running for reelection.
Yeah.
Well...
maybe you should have skipped my birthday party, too.
Life after Pernell began the second that recording started.
That's all you have to say?
You here for an apology?
I don't know.
Maybe I am.
Maybe... Maybe there's a little part of me
that thinks that if you say I'm sorry,
that we could get past this maybe.
Okay, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry it came down to this.
And I'm not sorry I did it.
You broke my fucking heart, Pernell.
I trusted you.
Well, I guess that's it then.
You should have known better, Bobo.
That sounds like a threat.
You don't ever want to take sides against me.
Now, either you blend into the background,
or I'm gonna fucking destroy you.
"Blend." Oh, I like that.
You should take stock before you start making threats.
Times have changed.
You survived. That's good for you.
But the ground has shifted.
San Vicente is no longer
a Harris family fiefdom.
I'm being backed by something way more powerful
than money and connections.
Oh, because you're anointed.
Yeah, it must be real hard for someone like you
to understand... Taking what you want,
no matter how it fucks things for everyone else,
especially the ones you say you love.
In your world, everything and everyone is here to serve you.
See what I mean?
Come on, you always had a God complex.
The only difference now is you're saying it out loud.
You know what I hated most about this?
When I realized I lost my best friend.
I wasn't your best friend.
I was your favorite slave.
I gave you a warning.
Shh!
You scream, and I'll kill you.
Shh! Do you understand?
Nod.
- Where is your boyfriend? - Visiting the sick.
Well, I'm sick. He's got something I want.
Call him. Now.
Let go, you fuck.
The most dangerous creation in any society
is the man who has nothing to lose.
Yes. I like that.
- Kugler. - Sir.
I'm gonna start with the Baldwin quote.
- Oh, I love it. - What do you think, Pop?
Re-elect Mayor Boston or Robert Boston?
Hmm. Mayor or Robert.
Mayor or Robert. What do you say, Cam?
I like Robert. You know, it just sounds dignified to me.
Yeah, let's go with Mayor.
Half the people in this city don't even know
my first name is Robert.
When are you gonna call Pernell?
I don't know.
- I don't know. - Look, Pop.
I know you still sour about the name change.
But Pernell did apologize, and he owes you now.
Just saying.
I got the Brooks machine working for me now.
I don't need Pernell.
I could never be a preacher.
I get stage fright.
Like crippling.
When I was a kid, it was so bad,
I had to use a puppet to do oral presentations in class.
His name was Lucky.
When I pulled his strings, I felt no fear.
In here, preacher boy.
What the fuck are you doing here?
I'm the one who brought you here.
I realized the only way Detective Warren would know
we were coming for him is if he bugged my car.
So I just dropped a few breadcrumbs.
And here you are.
Here we are...
wasting each other's time.
Speak for yourself.
Come here! Come on!
Oh, shit! What the hell are you doing?
I turn up in they're morgue, and you go down, you dumb shit!
Relax, Toby.
You think I'm gonna let you die like this?
You're gut shot and, uh...
since I'm kind of new at this...
How long do we have before I gotta call an ambulance?
You're fucking crazy.
That's what they say.
- Call now. - Hang on.
I'm gonna have to ask you some questions first.
Is that what this is about? Fuck you!
Are you gonna answer the questions or not?
Okay, hurry up.
Why'd you kill my son?
It was Anne Wu and Kelly.
They said he had to go.
You never had to do anything in your fucking life.
Now, the longer you lie to me, the longer it's
gonna take for me to make that call.
Okay, okay!
We knew he was a risk.
He knew the cops were part of it.
Hmm.
Please. Please call.
Did my daughter-in-law say please
while you were having her raped?
That was Anne's call, not mine.
I told her it was too messy.
But you just couldn't say no.
In for a penny, in for a pound, you know?
For Christ sake, call 9-1-1.
Hang on, hang on.
Ray Kelly, where is he?
I don't fucking know.
I swear I don't fucking know!
I'm bleeding out here.
Make the call, God damn it.
Make the fucking call.
You're not gonna need an ambulance, Toby.
I did what you told me to do. I got the case dropped.
I answered your fucking questions.
Yeah, but everybody on that video's gotta pay.
If I die, you're fucked.
That tape goes out.
You know that. I'm not fucking bluffing.
I'll take my chances.
How can you not see the real danger?
Jesus. You scared the shit out of me.
Sorry.
The encryption key.
I couldn't sleep, so I went for a walk.
And I found myself by the lifeguard tower.
And the tide hadn't receded yet,
so I waited in there, and there it was.
It was in a cigar box sealed with candle wax.
Let me get dressed. We'll go home.
I'm... I'm not going back to San Vicente, Crystal.
I don't know if I did this for you or for P.J., but it wasn't for me.
I don't want it.
You take it.
- Okay. - Jocelyn.
If you ever need anything, Pernell and I...
I won't.
Buy thank you.
Wait.
Thank you for loving my son.
I'll take 40 on...
I'm really proud of you.
What do you want?
The Bathwater encryption key.
You found it, didn't you?
Here.
All right. All right, all right.
I know. I know. It's difficult. It's tough.
It's tough. I considered killing you quick,
so you could die thinking you'd won.
- Fuck you! - Fuck you.
Fuck you.
Who's paying you? I could pay you more.
Oh, denial, anger, now...
bargaining.
Too bad we don't have time for acceptance.
- Mrs. Harris! - I'm here!
Are you okay?
Stay there till I say.
Fucker!
Fuck.
Yeah, I guess that's all we got then!
No!
No! No, Mrs. Harris. Mrs. Harris!
Stop.
Stop him.
Hey, beautiful.
Should you be up?
It's gone. It's...
I... I had it.
Shh.
The only thing that matters is that you are here.
Don't. Don't do that.
Don't give me that...
Hallmark sympathy bullshit.
You found me again.
It keeps happening.
How?
Truth?
You gonna say God?
Then no.
That's a lot of chocolate.
Nathan sent those.
When it comes to employees who've been stabbed,
he doesn't skimp.
Hey.
I'm sorry I made you come all this way.
Did you talk to him?
No. He didn't send me.
Then why am I here, Keith?
Here.
There's a phone number in there.
You follow those instructions, you can disappear.
Start brand new.
Judge Harris. Welcome, welcome.
Hello, Nathan.
Oh, have a seat. Please.
So tell me. How's our girl doing?
Well, she won't be wearing a bikini anytime soon,
but you know Crystal.
Nothing can keep her down.
Still, what a relief.
You must feel like God's favorite nephew.
Jealous?
Yeah, it's nice to have Him part of the family.
- Amen. - Hey, I wanted to thank you for that...
That gift you gave my wife.
Oh, please.
Women and chocolate?
Chimpanzee would have done the same thing.
No, seriously,
you helped me understand the kind of man you really are.
Well, before you canonize me,
be aware that I want Crystal back on the job by yesterday.
I'm... I'm not talking about the kindness of it.
I'm talking about the logo.
Oh. What's it called? Hexagram?
- Hexagon. - I'm curious.
What inspired you to go with that shape?
Bees.
Each cell in a honeycomb is a perfect hexagon.
Hmm.
'Cause you know what I see?
I see three six-sided figures. Six, six, six.
What you should see is our desire
to be an efficient community working as one
for a fruitful result.
Like a beehive.
I know who you are, Lucifer.
Excuse me?
I am calling you by your name...
Lucifer.
I know who you are,
and I know what you've done.
You came to my city in the guise of an innovator,
bringing light, the path to the future.
But you're a venomous snake.
You despise the truth.
Oh, my.
I mean, this is something.
I mean, I've heard the stories about how crazy you are,
but actually seeing it?
Seeing it firsthand?
I mean, it's truly astonishing.
So...
I'm gonna give you back
that fancy tear catcher you gave me,
'cause you're gonna need it more than me.
I'm gonna ask you to leave.
Because you're responsible
for the knife wounds in my wife's chest.
Because you are the architect
behind the rape of my daughter-in-law.
And because you are the man behind the murder of my son.
Am I that much of a threat to your hold on San Vicente, Pernell?
Hmm? I mean, that you have manufactured
this ridiculous Da Vinci Code conspiracy?
Just to make me the root of all evil?
Hmm?
You took your best shot.
Now I'm gonna take mine.
How you doing?
No.
Ahh...
No. Raymond.
Raymond.
It's empty.
Hi. Anything I can help you with?
Yeah. Um, do you sell cigars?
No. No, I'm sorry.
Um, we have some cigarette lighters.
There's a very, very nice sterling silver one in there.
No, um, for some reason,
I thought that you would have Dominican cigars.
You his wife?
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