Vivian Bowers was found dead
in a motel room early this morning.
So you think someone from the family
has something to do with it?
You go in wearing a wire.
- Are we gonna do this again? - Yes, we are.
Okay, I'm in.
To the edge of doom.
I slept with Julian.
I am the only witness to your first crime.
I loved Catherine.
You also loved her $2 billion.
Really came at an opportune time too.
I'm not leaving my family.
Start a new life, Wyatt.
- I'm getting on a plane. - No. Why?
I want her to look me in the eye
and confess to killing Vivian.
You killed my sister!
Julian!
Dave!
- She's dead? - Yup.
If Audrey killed my daughter, I'd want her dead too.
It's just scary.
What are you scared of, Vivian?
Just say it.
The thing that I'm most afraid of
is telling Haverstock that it's over.
Haverstock knew about Ben, about their kid.
He knew that Vivian was in love with somebody else.
I don't care.
Maybe Haverstock killed Vivian
because he knew that she was gonna leave him for Ben.
You just closed a career case, you lucky bastard.
Murder, betrayal, scandal, and in the end, redemption.
It's a saga that has gripped the imagination
of the entire country.
How are you all coping?
Just trying to heal.
It's the first time either of you have gone on the record
to discuss the recent string of events.
Why now?
Meredith, we felt it was time
to tell our side of the story.
I mean, our family would like nothing more
than to pick up the pieces and move on.
Both your daughter and son
were willing to publicly blow the whistle on you.
Audrey Cruz, the woman who had... Vivian murdered,
was a former employee.
How do you deal with that level of betrayal?
I can't begin to explain why Audrey Cruz did what she did.
As to the first part of your question,
my children were driven to do what they thought was right.
And I... I can't be angry with them for that.
What are we still doing here, Joanna?
I need to get back to my routine,
and I'm not leaving you here.
The case isn't solved.
Audrey Cruz didn't kill Vivian.
Why do you have to be responsible for this?
This is dangerous.
Because everybody else let her down.
You know what I think sometimes?
What if I had let her run away
17 years ago when she was pregnant?
What if I hadn't ratted her out to her dad
like the prissy little "A" student that I was?
She would have had a whole different life.
- Honey, no. - Maybe she wouldn't be dead.
But she is,
so the only thing left for me to do now
is to find out who really did this to her.
Just give me two days.
Can you do that?
Yes.
Eddie, she... she signed an advance directive.
You know what she wanted.
I know that.
She has no brain function.
Julian, he knows.
He's not ready.
We don't have to do anything until you are ready.
I just want you to make sure you understand where we are.
I'm keenly aware of where we are.
How's Edward?
Shut down, walled off, you know.
The same, only worse.
Yeah.
Hey, move in with me.
What?
Can't we just go on a date?
Everyone's insane,
or a liar, or worse.
Will you think about it?
Okay.
I will.
Perfect. Hold that.
All right, I think we got what we need.
- All right. - Congrats again on the case.
- Thanks. - So the dinner starts at 8:00,
but Bloomberg wants to grab a drink with you beforehand.
Wow. Corner office with a view?
Big dinner being held in your honor.
Looks like you've arrived.
Can we speak in private?
Joanna, what are you doing here?
I'm trying to get you to do your job.
I am doing my job.
Well, it looked to me like you were getting your picture taken.
I was.
Now I'm gonna go find the person
that shot Edward's wife, and then
I'm gonna go get a sandwich.
Need to know the rest of my schedule?
No, I wanna find out who really killed Vivian
because it wasn't Audrey.
She didn't confess.
Plus, she needed Vivian alive for her plan to work.
I'm telling you, Will,
we should be looking at Haverstock.
Your Captain is expecting you at work
in San Francisco on Monday morning, okay?
I suggest you don't get fired over this,
unless you wanna marry your rich boyfriend,
which... God knows what you're planning to do,
but whatever it is, do it somewhere else.
I'm busy.
Go talk to Gabe and fill out your exit paperwork.
Senator Haverstock.
Can I talk to you for a minute?
- Joanna, hello. - Hi.
I'll meet you at the thing.
I know this is gonna seem kind of weird,
but, um, I'm here as a friend of Vivian's.
I know that the police and everyone are saying
that the case is closed, but there's something
that just doesn't make sense to me.
Oh?
What, are you an amateur sleuth?
No, no, I know that you guys were close,
and you guys were seeing each other on and off
for all these years, and I just...
Really?
What else do you know?
I think the police are afraid to question you
because you're a senator.
As Vivian's friend, I just wanted to know,
where were you the night that she was murdered?
That was fantastic.
You know, I actually almost forgot
I already know you're a cop.
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How did you know?
I am not at liberty to say.
But you keep watching MSNBC.
I think you're gonna like this.
Let me ask you something.
Are you actually affiliated
with some law enforcement agency at this point?
Have you gone rogue?
You know, Vivian was afraid of you.
She said that she was afraid
of what you might do if she left.
So you think I killed Vivian in some jealous rage?
Well, I don't know. I mean, it crossed my mind.
That did not occur.
I knew that Vivian was going to run away
with Ben Preswick, and I knew she would be back.
She always came back.
Joanna, girls like that don't end up with nice guys.
They end up with guys like me, Detective.
You're in your 30s. Pick up on some patterns.
Answer the question.
Where were you the night Vivian was killed?
You're really gonna ask me that?
I just did.
You know who you're talking to?
Yeah, the guy who raped my best friend.
Where were you?
I was, um...
at the White House having dinner
with the President of the United States.
Take that, Detective.
Okay. Until what time?
Slept like a baby in the Lincoln bedroom.
Now, you can try, but you cannot put this on me.
I would have died for her.
Samantha's brain-dead.
Edward doesn't need a smoked ham.
Well, darling, I'm at a loss. Edward's not speaking to us.
In times like these, it's just what people do.
You know what people don't do?
They don't go to some $1,000-a-plate soirée
when their son is sitting in a hospital room
watching his wife fight for her life.
We owe Agent Moreno a huge debt.
- It's expected. - It's obscene.
Darling, why don't you go get a place in line?
- I'll finish up here. - Why?
'Cause I'm asking you to.
All right. Whatever you say, mom.
Jesus.
What are you doing?
Keeping an eye on my girl.
Oh, maybe I'm a romantic,
but I keep thinking we can pick up where we left off.
I'm not your girl, and I don't like what you're doing.
Is it inconvenient for you to see me?
- Yes. - Make you uncomfortable?
You know what's really uncomfortable?
20 years inside.
Wyatt, why don't you just tell me what you want
so I can give it to you,
and you can get the hell out of here
and open up an army surplus store,
or a pawn shop, or whatever your stupid white trash dream is?
I want to dismantle your life piece by piece
until there's nothing left of it.
Oh, "dismantle."
That's a big word for a dumb redneck.
Did you finish seventh grade in prison?
All right, peace.
Oh, does Robert know that you used to turn tricks
to make ends meet?
I bet ya cute little Mia ends up just like you.
- Get away from me! - What do you got?
Stop it! I've had enough!
Not my family!
Don't touch her.
You don't touch her, you understand?
You do not touch her.
Hey, you bitch!
Get out of my life!
Leave my family alone!
Please get off of me! Get out of my way!
- What are you doing? - Gabe, we missed something.
It wasn't Audrey. It just doesn't make sense.
These people needed to be re-interviewed.
Some of these people, you don't even have last names on.
Time of death was midnight,
and her body wasn't found till 10:00 A.M. the next day.
If we had a box full of stellar witnesses,
we wouldn't have needed to fly you in to go undercover.
Yeah, but somebody had to have seen something.
You wanna know who saw something
at that disgusting motel?
This lady saw a bunch of man junk.
She's a strung-out hooker.
This guy, committed to county,
says he's got a bunch of cockroaches
crawling under his skin.
Sound witness.
And this guy, crackhead dumpster diver,
all he wanted to talk about was his brand-new suitcase.
So there you have it. Knee-deep in whack jobs.
And look at this.
This manager's statement said there was a guy
with a "carpe diem" tattoo.
So?
So...
This is the same guy that gave Mia heroin.
I have his I.D. And his address.
- Where you going? - Where do you think?
Wait, no, Joanna. Joanna!
Edward.
How are you?
Dumb question.
I, um...
So sorry, Edward.
Thank you.
Can we please put that past behind us
and let me help you?
- I don't need any help. - Look.
I have been where you are right now.
When your mother died, I was left with three children.
- Please... - Dad.
Let... look. Just come back to us.
You can't do this alone.
Let's not do this anymore.
I think we said it all last time.
I'm the bad guy.
And you're... whatever you think you are.
Remember me?
- Don't... - She's 16!
And you're disgusting.
I'm keeping this, pervert.
If you try anything or you touch another young girl,
I know where you live.
Oh, um, come on in.
My... my wife's not here.
- Uh, let me just... - Daddy, who is it?
Just put on some pants.
I put on Transformers, so they won't move
for, like, an hour, but I have a conference call in 20, so...
Wife and kids and a job.
How does that happen?
I have a lot of balls in the air,
and that's what Adderall's for.
Vivian got to the motel around...
a little before 10:00 P.M.?
Yeah, and she was pretty banged up.
She had a weird bruise, so I just...
Daddy, can I have an English muffin?
Yeah, uh, sweetie, just go back to the movie.
- I'll bring it in to you. - I'm really hungry.
Can I please have it now?
Sweetie, I will bring it in to you.
Okay, fine.
I offered her a little "H," thinking it might help.
- Then what? - Then she went to her room.
And I thought after she got high,
she might be up for some fun,
but she just left all of a sudden.
- What do you mean she left? - Yeah, with my drugs.
She said, "this was a mistake."
And, you know, I stuck around hoping she'd come back,
but, you know, no such luck.
Are you sure about that?
Because maybe you just missed her.
No, I was in the room next door.
I... I was totally wired. I kept checking.
Finally, I, you know, just gave up.
And what... what time was that?
3:00? Uh, 3:30?
See, that can't be right because the coroner's office
placed Vivian's time of death at midnight...
unless she didn't die at the hotel.
I know it looks bad, but it was self-defense.
What about Vivian and Ben?
I couldn't risk him exposing me.
Is that why you killed my sister?
This whole thing got out of hand.
No one was supposed to die.
How many people did you kill?
I couldn't risk him exposing me.
Is that why you killed my sister?
This whole thing got out of hand.
- No one was... - Sir.
They picked up a Russian.
Connected, and fits the description
of the one who shot Samantha Bowers.
Get me Edward Bowers.
How you doin', man? Any changes with Samantha?
No.
I'm sorry,
but I think we may have caught a break.
We picked up a guy who matches the description
of the man we think shot your wife.
Tell me if you recognize anyone.
He's not there.
- Take another look. - He's not here.
What are you doing?
Look, I know you're in a rough spot right now,
but don't make it worse.
- You're a good guy. - Look, we're not friends.
So don't tell me what kind of guy I am.
Sorry, I haven't slept,
but he's not there.
Thank you for everything you're doing.
Ooh, what is going on here?
Sorry, man, we called you in
'cause you still had that flag on Wyatt Scott.
The uni on sight said they almost had to tase Sofia's ass.
They're both here.
Do you wanna talk to 'em?
Yeah, let's start with the hillbilly.
Why not?
- Wyatt. - Hey.
I'm Special Agent Will Moreno.
- I was defending myself. - Right.
Well, why was she so angry?
I guess she wasn't happy to see me.
I know Sofia was paying Teo Agrasar
to keep you safe while you were locked up.
My question is:
why attack you when you finally get out?
She didn't want me to get out.
She planted heroin in my pocket
just to keep me locked up inside.
Heroin?
Sofia Bowers just gets heroin?
She's very resourceful,
especially when she's desperate.
And why is she desperate?
She and I go way back,
all the way back to...
well, stuff that she doesn't want anybody to know about.
You murdered her father.
Uh-huh.
That's the version we settled on.
Is that different from what actually happened?
Why don't you ask Sofia?
I just had a really interesting conversation with Wyatt.
Seems like things are pretty complicated
between you two, huh?
Don't you have a party to go to?
Yes, my dinner.
- Are you coming? - Of course.
We're so grateful.
It's the right thing to do.
Hey, uh, where were you when your dad was murdered?
I don't recall.
Seems like something like that would stay with a person.
You got pretty violent when you saw Wyatt today, huh?
Wyatt's a dangerous man.
Left that place all kinds of post-apocalyptic...
Then I'll buy the store,
and we'll consider the matter closed.
Perhaps you'd like a country ham
for all your hard work.
Country ham. I'll take it.
But before you send it over, I just wanna know one thing.
Did Vivian know about you and Wyatt?
You ask me one more question
besides would I like a diet Pepsi,
I'm calling my lawyer.
Just humor me for a second, all right?
What if Sofia killed her dad?
I can maybe buy that she killed her abusive dad, maybe.
But why kill Vivian?
What if Vivian knew about Wyatt?
Threatened to tell people?
I mean, Sofia would do anything to keep Robert
from finding out about it.
Plus, Vivian was gonna take me away.
That's plenty of motive, man.
Maybe Joanna's right.
We don't know if Vivian knew about Wyatt,
and she's dead, so we can't ask her.
Hey, Beverly, is Joanna home?
Are you okay?
How can you live with yourself, Robert?
Beverly, I think you're confused.
I'm... I'm not Robert.
She was dead before she ever got in that car...
- Who was dead? - And she was so beautiful...
and she loved you.
Beverly, who? Who are you talking about?
I'm talking about your wife.
You're a monster.
I'm talking about Catherine.
Naser Krendi?
Are you a cop?
No, I'm not a cop.
I've got a big problem and a lot of money.
All right, pal. Take it easy.
Edward Bowers.
What kind of problem?
It's just a... just a picture on my phone.
You guys hate the Russian mob, right?
Yeah, me too.
Find this guy for me.
$200,000.
What would you like us to do with him?
Just find him.
We'll take it from there.
Special Agent Moreno, to what do I owe the... pop-in.
Sofia Bowers was arrested today.
Really? What'd she do?
She got into a scuffle with an ex-con
who, apparently, is a friend of yours.
Wyatt Scott?
Well, "friend" would be a gross embellishment.
Something I can help you with, Agent?
I'm here about Vivian Bowers' murder.
So, is the rumor true? Is the case not closed?
As a friend of Vivian's...
and I know all about it, all right, Senator...
would you happen to know if she knew
about Sofia and Wyatt?
Yes.
Vivian knew everything because I told her.
So is the case not closed?
Thank you, Senator.
Thank you for your time.
Uh-huh.
Hm.
Agent?
Are you looking at Sofia for this?
I appreciate your time.
I don't think Vivian was killed in the motel.
This isn't over, is it?
No. And Sofia?
I know.
You know, I was so ready for you to be on a plane
and out of my life for good.
Well, I can't leave here until this gets done.
- I was kind of hoping... - Hoping for what?
What were you hoping, Joanna?
Oh, look. Look who's there.
Your little boyfriend.
Tell him you a cop yet?
You should probably go join him.
Julian, any new research plans
now that your drug has been vindicated?
Excuse me.
- Hey you. - Hey.
Wait. Stop. Nobody even knows about us.
If you knew the kind of day I had,
you wouldn't be so stingy with your affection.
What happened?
Later. I wanna introduce you to somebody.
Having a child taken from you
does unspeakable things,
which is no excuse for my behavior.
Oh, it's understandable.
This case didn't always bring out
the best in me either, Robert.
I beg to differ.
Without you, my daughter's killer
would still be out there.
Well, thank you, but I didn't do it alone.
This guy was by my side.
Detective Denton, meet Robert Bowers.
Except you wouldn't know it from the media coverage.
Never appreciate the little guy. We're not as photogenic.
My family appreciates
everything you've done, detective Denton.
Excuse me, gentlemen.
Agent Moreno.
Julian. How's life?
Good, I wanted you to meet someone.
This is my girlfriend Joanna.
This is Agent Will Moreno.
He's the man responsible for finding Vivian's killer.
You know, you look...
you look familiar for some reason.
Maybe not. Nice to meet you, Joanna.
Julian. All right.
I got you something.
Oh, my gosh. That is beautiful.
Yeah, I know. I'm trying to buy you.
There.
Hm.
This looks just like the one Vivian used to wear.
Yeah, but Mia thought
that she would've liked me to have it.
No, I swear this is the same one
that she was wearing the night she died.
What? Really?
- I think so. - You think so or you know so?
I don't know. Obviously, you're wearing it.
Why? Why are you being so weird?
I'm not.
I have to use the bathroom.
Bye.
No party?
I don't think I like leaving this hospital very much.
Last time I went out for a breath of fresh air,
Sofia got into a fistfight with some guy
who looked like he was from winter's bone.
Sounds entertaining.
No, I just couldn't put on the fake smiles, you know?
Viv's gone.
Now Samantha.
Sam's not gone yet.
I know I'm still in high school.
However, my recent brushes with murder
and statutory rape and bone marrow transplants,
as well as having my own heart broken
have aged me a little bit.
So may I say something, Edward?
You may say something, Mia.
It seems like you hit the pause button,
and you kinda just wanna stay there.
Pause is awesome.
Why else would you be here every day?
But I don't have kids.
Yeah.
I'm afraid of what I'll be without her.
Well, I'll help with the girls.
I love them.
Check it out.
- Uh... - Go, go.
Okay.
- Do you still hate me? - I'm trying.
I read about what happened.
I called your house and Rosita told me where you were.
I just... I wanted you to have someone.
Okay, I'm gonna go wait out in the hall.
Heard about the scuffle you got into this morning.
I understand they're still scraping caviar off the walls.
How far you've come from the days
of slinging tortilla chips in the aisles of the piggly wiggly.
And yet, look at you,
still the same old pig.
Well, you must be pleased.
Your stepdaughter's death has been avenged.
Yes, we can all sleep peacefully now.
You know, though, I'm beginning to think
that Vivian's death had nothing to do
with corporate espionage.
What are you talking about?
Sofia,
if I find out you had anything to do
with Vivian's murder, I will grind you to dust.
Julian said Vivian was wearing this
the night she was murdered.
I found it in the Bowers' house, in the wine cellar.
After she fought with Julian,
she might have went home.
Maybe she was killed there.
All right.
Let's just say someone, Sofia,
murdered Vivian at the Bowers' house.
How would she have gotten that dead body to the hotel?
Vivian's, like, 115 pounds.
Yeah, but crazy-ass Sofia
isn't gonna just sling a dead body over her shoulder
and walk her in through the lobby.
Right, exactly, so then
how did she get her into that room?
How does anybody get something into a hotel room?
A suitcase.
Dumpster diver.
- Wow. - It's worth a shot.
All right. You guys go.
I gotta stay here.
- Come on. Let's go. - Let's go.
- I found it in the alleyway over by that motel. - That thing looked brand new.
Did you see anybody else nearby?
Un-huh.
It looks expensive. It could be Sofia's.
I just called the lab.
They said they can rush forensics tonight,
so I'll take it in.
I keep my possessions in there.
Here's 100.
Go brush your tooth.
You really think you could fit Vivian in here?
Yeah, I do.
Let's get it tested, and let's arrest this bitch.
Yeah.
Quit it.
What?
Obsessing about being a terrible father.
You're gonna be great.
I'm gonna turn into my dad.
Not on my watch, buddy.
Yeah.
Okay.
Just give me, uh...
I'm gonna need a little time.
Okay.
My condolences, Mr. Bowers.
Hey.
I spoke with Beverly earlier today about mom.
Made me realize how much I actually don't know
about what really happened.
It was a painful time.
Before she died...
how long did she have A.L.S.?
You sound like you're missing your mother.
I've been thinking about her a lot lately too.
Who was her doctor again?
Sorry.
Yes?
All right, let me get back to you.
Julian, I'm... I'm sorry.
I have to go.
She loved you very much.
I know.
What would you like us to do?
Please.
Cut off his hands,
the ones that shot my wife.
Please.
The rest is up to you.
You said there's a problem, Detective Denton.
Audrey Cruz didn't kill your daughter.
Why do you say that?
We were looking at it all wrong.
She wasn't killed in the motel.
She was murdered at your house.
I killed Audrey Cruz for you,
and I understood why you wanted her dead,
but now they're gonna reopen the case.
Now, we've gotta make sure
that you're gonna keep it together,
and that you and I, that we're good,
because I got a career to think about.
Do they have a new suspect?
Your wife.
At least that's who the FBI's got their money on.
You have a different idea.
Yeah, I do.
What proof do you have?
You're not even gonna ask me who I think did it?
Do you have evidence?
- Are your parents home yet? - No, not yet.
Oh, there they are.
Where were you the night it happened?
It broke our hearts to know that as Robert and I
lay in bed that night, our daughter was being murdered.
Oh, my God. She's such a liar.
What do you mean? What is she lying about?
She was passed out on pills and Merlot.
I had to help put her to bed. She was completely wasted.
How come you had to help her to bed?
- Where was Robert? - Well, they had had a fight.
So I guess he was gonna go stay with his gross assistant.
How do you know?
Uh, he packed a suitcase.
The suitcase you stuffed your dead daughter in
before you dumped her in a motel.
You didn't have me kill Audrey
because you have some higher sense of justice.
You did it to protect your own ass.
So you're turning me in?
Suitcase isn't at the lab, is it?
It's in the trunk of your car.
I'm not the only one looking out for myself.
- So I'm a dirty cop now? - Cheer up.
You're gonna be rich, and you'll make detective first grade
before you're 30.
What about the suitcase?
Evidence falls through the cracks.
Things disappear. It happens.
It's not gonna look good, okay?
- For me. - You'll figure it out.
Who else knows about this?
Who else, Denton? Who else?
Mia saw him with the suitcase.
- He's the one who killed Vivian. - What?
Mia saw Robert with the suitcase.
Robert killed Vivian.
Why would you kill her?
Vivian, my God. What happened to you?
- Are you all right? - No, I'm not.
I can't do this anymore.
Do you have a minute, dad?
Just to talk?
Of course, sweetheart.
Good night, Detective.
This is unbelievable.
The single most important piece of evidence
that we've gotten thus far, and it's lost?
What are you saying to me, Gabe?
I gave it to the freaking rubber guns
at the property clerk, and now they can't find it.
Here's my voucher.
Kowalski, Kosklowski, whatever.
The guy's half in the bag. He took it off me.
I'm gonna lose my mind. We had him!
Do I need to go down there myself?
Yes! That's what I'm saying.
Let's go look.
I'm just telling you what they told me.
- I'm trying. - So, try harder!
Will, Senator Haverstock is on line one.
He says it's urgent. All right.
Moreno.
All right, so, what have you got besides the suitcase?
If, indeed, it is lost, where are we?
Nowhere. We got nothing.
Julian isn't even sure she was wearing the bracelet
the night she was killed, and that's the only thing
that tied the murder to the house, so...
Look, we're gonna find that suitcase.
Don't count on it. Robert has a long reach.
Excuse me, Senator. What do you mean "we"?
What are we doing here right now?
I am going to be the next Attorney General
of the United States.
That's why I was at the white house
the night of Vivian's murder.
The president will announce the nomination
- after my surgery next week. - And does the President know
that you got a 16-year-old girl pregnant?
We expect the approval process to be swift.
I have friends on both sides of the aisle.
What you mean is that you have dirt on people
on both sides of the aisle.
Same thing.
As Attorney General, I'm going to be your boss, Will,
and I am taking an interest here.
You're going to stay in that house.
What? Do you know she's sleeping with Julian Bowers?
Excuse me, Sparky, you lost the suitcase.
Now, you're not in charge here.
Now, we're gonna keep this investigation open,
but nobody knows except the four of us.
- Why are you doing this? - The same reason you are.
I want justice for Vivian.
If it's Robert, he has to pay.
- Hi. - Hey.
I didn't know where else to go.
- Hey, you. - I'm late.
I'm... I'm getting your mom flowers.
Oh, you don't have to do that.
Yeah, I do.
You okay?
I feel like you're a million miles away right now.
Yeah, I'm good.
I just... I was thinking.
Maybe I should stay here for a little while.
Maybe we should hold off
on the whole moving-in-together a little bit.
Sure, if that's what you really want.
Just don't go too far away.
I won't.
Edward's here.
Yeah? That's good.
Yeah, I know.
I thought my dad was gonna cry when he saw him.
How does he seem, Edward? I mean, he must be a wreck.
Okay, I guess. I don't really know.
I hope he stays with us for a little while.
Maybe the girls will move in too
and make things a little bit cheerier around here.
Yeah.
Hey, babe, if I don't get going, I'm... I'm gonna be late.
Um...
I love you.
Yeah, I love you too.
Hi.
Are... are you looking for my mom?
It's Robert! Is this a bad time?
- Go away. - Uh, no.
Just, uh, give me a second.
Come on. Get off, get off.
- Why? - Come on.
- We're gonna get busted. - How are we gonna get busted?
We're grown-ups.
- Go. - Mm, fine.
- Go. - I'll go out the... window.
Just be careful 'cause the last time you did that,
you were 19.
I'm good.
I'm coming.
Hi.
I just wanted to clear the air, I guess.
Have a seat.
I think we both had the wrong idea about each other.
Yeah, I think that's true.
I had this absurd notion that you were working
for Kirschner-Sims.
Well, there was a lot going on at the time,
and a little bit of paranoia is certainly understandable.
Paranoia is underrated in business, I think.
Hm.
Kirschner-sims was crazy to take me on.
I always find out...
and I always win.
So far.
So far... right.
Anyway, dinner's in a few minutes,
and Edward is home.
Come and have a drink with us.
Okay.
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