Conviction (2016–2017): Season 1, Episode 1 - Pilot - full transcript
Hayes Morrison agrees to lead the Conviction Integrity Unit to save herself from an embarrassing situation.
Come to gloat?
Hoping to talk to your lawyer.
- Already here.
- Your lawyer's hot.
- Too bad she hates you.
- I've got an offer.
- Plea deal?
- Thank you for coming.
Today, our city begins
a new era of justice,
marked by the formation
of my Citywide
Conviction Integrity Unit.
This revolutionary group
will reach across the five
boroughs, serving as...
The fox guarding the henhouse.
The D.A.'s Office put those people away
in the first place, but now...
These elite lawyers, investigators,
and forensic specialists will
examine claims of innocence
made by incarcerated individuals.
In the wake of...
Couple of big, embarrassing settlements
on busted guilty verdicts.
But, hey, why not turn it around, use...
My position as District Attorney,
part of my job is to secure convictions.
But the true mission
of my office is justice.
This isn't about justice.
This is about selling yourself
as caring, passionate, electable.
There is no peace for the victim
when the wrong person is incarcerated.
If a mistake has been
made, we must correct it,
no matter what embarrassment may arise.
By going back into old cases?
That's guaranteed to piss
off every cop, prosecutor,
and judge, while you hide behind...
The leader of this unit
needs a tenacious and
brilliant legal mind...
I heard your university
board has you on probation.
Something about sleeping with a student.
...an unwavering
commitment to the truth.
Students.
Ironically, it took a nationwide search
to find someone I've
known for a long time.
We all have.
Bye, Wallace.
I want to soak up the "Orange
is the New Black" vibe...
maybe have a little ménage à moi.
This could crush your
mom's poll numbers,
cost her the Senate race,
and put you at the center of
another Morrison family crisis.
Or I can make it all go away.
This individual graduated
first in her law-school
class at Harvard,
won 95% of her cases
as a defense attorney
before going on to teach law
at one of our nation's top universities.
She is also our country's
former first daughter.
Ladies and gentlemen,
the director the new Citywide
Conviction Integrity Unit...
Hayes Morrison.
Hey, over here! Ms. Morrison!
You get five days.
For each case?
Budget's small, workload's huge.
That's as much time as we can afford.
- You've got a team.
- Of people I pick.
Sorry, they're already hired.
By whomever you originally
promised this gig to?
One of my top ADAs... Sam Spencer.
Submit your recommendation
by week's end...
advise the conviction be reversed,
let it stand, or suggest a retrial.
I pick the cases.
Fine.
But on this first one,
give me a happy ending.
Your team is waiting.
Hayes Morrison? Sam Spencer.
Wallace's golden boy. I took your job.
Yes, you did.
Sorry about that.
I actually am sorry about it.
This is Tess Larson and Franklin Cruz.
Tess, our paralegal, comes to
us from the Innocence Project.
Ms. Morrison, I'm a huge fan.
I worshiped you growing up.
When Senator McCale said
those mean things about you...
When he called me the campus
bike? He wasn't far off.
You look familiar. Have we met?
Oh, no.
I-I would remember.
Hey, call me Frankie. I'm
in charge of forensics.
Nice shirt, Frankie...
very first day of school.
Thanks?
I did not vote for your father.
Me neither.
Hayes Morrison.
Maxine Bohen... lead investigator.
Plans for the first case?
I assumed you'd want to select it.
Think of me as a figurehead.
Seriously, take the helm.
Ah, been considering two options...
Jeremy Baln, convicted for
the 1993 rape and
murder of Sharon Lewis.
Eyewitness I.D.'d Baln,
but police records suggest
he was actually in lockup in
a local precinct for burglary
at the time of the murder.
Eyewitness testimony
is extremely unreliable.
It's involved in over 70%
of overturned convictions.
Second case... Judith
Addison, sentenced to 35 years
for the kidnapping and murder
of 7-year-old Ricky Clark.
Addison, whose functional IQ is 78,
confessed to the cops
after she was held overnight
without an attorney.
We're not touching either of them.
You want to exonerate a guy
whose alibi was another crime
or sell that someone confessed
to a murder they didn't commit?
What happened to "think
of me as a figurehead"?
That was before I realized
you might be a moron.
Best way to pop our cherry
is to get a good guy out of prison...
give Wallace his happy ending.
So, Odell Dwyer,
eight years into a life sentence
for offing his girlfriend, Anna Ramos,
with a bullet to the back of the head.
Minimal physical evidence
against him, but no DNA.
Odell just turned 25,
has no other criminal record,
and he looks like this.
That matters?
Unless his release is
broadcast only on radio.
Conveniently, Odell's
jury was all white.
Seems like the prosecutor
put his thumb on the scale.
- Why is that a good thing?
- Best way to establish
we're not the fox
guarding the henhouse...
beat the crap out of another fox.
Makes Wallace look committed.
Are you gonna go through
this political nonsense
- over every case?
- No.
A win now while everyone's
watching means freedom later.
Most importantly,
freedom for me to consult
from a beach in Hawaii while
you guys tackle hard cases.
That's a good strategy.
Which ADA prosecuted Odell?
Victor Bonotto.
He's a good guy, decent lawyer.
I'll talk to him about the jury.
The only thing that matters
to me is, did he do it?
Go talk to Odell and
take Frankie with you.
- Why?
- Is there a forensics issue?
Something with the evidence?
Odell's in prison.
You've been in prison. Could be useful.
Your new shirt doesn't cover
all of your old prison tattoo.
Great meeting you guys.
My mom and I have
written over 150 letters,
trying to get someone to
take another look at my case.
You two joining the team,
it... it means a lot.
- Sure thing.
- We're not on your team.
The CIU isn't the Innocence Project.
We're not committed to exonerating you.
Then why are you here?
To look at both sides of the case,
see if your conviction has merit.
Then I apologize for
contradicting you, ma'am,
but you are on my team.
I didn't kill Anna.
I loved her.
That's the truth.
Walk me through what you
did on the day she died.
I went to school, got home at 3:10,
and went back for warm-ups at 5:30.
Did you see anybody
or even talk to anybody
on the phone in between?
Uh, usually Anna and I
would hang out before,
but the recruiter from Boston
College was coming that day,
and Anna didn't want to distract me.
We were supposed to meet up after.
Played the game of my life that night.
When she wasn't there
at the end, I knew...
that something was wrong.
You should be eligible for parole.
No, I don't go before the board anymore.
What's the first question they ask you?
"Do you regret your crime?"
And I won't say that I regret
something that I didn't do.
I can't walk out of
here with people thinking
that I killed the girl
I loved... still love.
Good for you, man.
I feel like life is slipping
through my fingers in here.
You got to get me out.
Did your attorney canvass
your neighborhood or...
I mean, maybe somebody
saw you through the window.
No, but this is something
that he didn't take seriously.
The park where Anna got killed...
it's 100 miles round trip.
There's no way that I
could have been there,
and then made it back for the game
in 2 hours and 20 minutes.
Odell, where'd you get
those scars on your chest?
Oh, I had some acne.
We should go.
The Odell Dwyer jury selection
was totally by the book.
Only three African-Americans
in the pool,
judge removed one
who'd witnessed a co-worker being shot,
another for anti-police bias.
- The third?
- Had a kid Odell's age.
Didn't want to risk her
identifying with him.
- Used a preempt.
- Mm.
You didn't preempt Keith Johnson.
He had a 17-year-old child,
as well, but he was white.
Are you reading my notes?
White jurors are more likely
to incarcerate black defendants.
Tess.
ADA Bonotto knows the
stats on jury diversity.
We all do.
Any doubts about this one?
The kid had no alibi.
The girl wrote in her journal
that she was scared of him.
An eyewitness and physical evidence
tie Odell to the crime scene.
We all had cases that
keep us up at night,
but this wasn't one of them.
You need to get me out of this job.
I'm gonna have to call you back.
Someone just broke into my apartment.
Talk to Wallace,
talk to Mom, I don't care.
Talk to anyone. I cannot do it.
Why is this even a crime?
Anytime you want to say
something, that'd be great.
I'm sorry, but you're
stuck. I can't help you.
Wallace has you for
the next three years.
- Oh, God.
- But I love you.
- You're a lousy brother.
- The worst.
But you're gonna be great at this job.
It requires cage-rattling,
disregard for authority,
and legal brilliance.
What about Mom? How mad is she?
Just wear whatever dress she
wants you to to her fundraiser.
I'd appreciate an explanation.
Sam, Hayes Morrison is
lighting in a bottle.
A brilliant lawyer who also brings in
valuable publicity to the unit.
Don't make it personal.
I left Gangs to run CIU.
Now you need to make that up to me,
or I'll go private
sector... triple my salary.
Pushy and ambitious.
Look, I'm gonna need people like you
on my team when I run
for mayor next cycle.
Right now, I want you
to keep an eye on Hayes.
Your loyalty will be rewarded.
No signs of misconduct by the
prosecution in jury selection.
Doesn't mean Odell's guilty.
Just 'cause you bonded with the guy.
Let's focus. We've got four more
boxes of materials to review.
We just spent the last
two hours going in circles.
Somebody needs to lead this team.
Knock yourself out.
I spent 20 years with NYPD...
15 of those as a detective.
So I know that this is
an NYPD arrest number.
I called a friend. They said the arrest,
which took place last night
at the Downtown Precinct,
has mysteriously vanished.
But this hasn't.
I wonder what else I can find out.
Go be the boss, Boss.
Excited to hear what you've got.
First, funny story...
last night, I was busted
for cocaine possession.
Wallace dropped the charges in
exchange for me taking this job.
Working these pointless
cases with you people...
that's my prison
minus the freedom to go braless
and finally read "Infinite Jest."
So, if this isn't
slam-dunk jury tampering,
then let's pass on Odell's case.
Prison is full of
good-looking black poster boys.
Can I help you?
My name is June Dwyer.
That good-looking black
poster boy, Odell Dwyer,
he's my son.
If you drop Odell's case,.
I'll go to the press about everything,
including your coke bust.
If you prefer, I can take
over the investigation.
Thank you,
but she's got the juice around here.
Over eight years,
that place has been sucking
the life out of Odell.
I would hate for your mother to learn...
You want me to promise
your son will be exonerated.
I can't.
But we will stay on the case.
That will have to do.
Nice move, trying to take
control of the investigation.
You might not be a moron after all.
Unless you decide to spy on
me like Wallace asked you to,
probably in exchange for a key
role in his political future.
He did n...
Every good politician plays that card.
My father used it constantly.
He wasn't loyal to
anyone, not even my mother.
Stabbing me in the back makes sense,
but do it for yourself, not Wallace.
According to her journal,
she said she was pretty scared of you.
Nah, no way. What
does she got to be scared of?
What about the day she died?
Huh? You fight that day?
I told you, I didn't see Anna.
I find that very hard to believe
because according to
her mother, she said...
I told you a bunch of
times, I didn't see Anna!
He's angry,
maybe because he's being accused
of a murder he didn't commit.
Maybe he went ballistic on
Anna like he did with the cops.
Odell had no history of violence.
Yes, but he has acne scars on his chest,
which is a very common side
effect of anabolic steroids.
Odell didn't tear
through the opposing team
fueled by his love of Anna.
He was pumped up on rage-inducing drugs.
Anna did write that she was
scared of Odell several times.
Put "steroids" up for the prosecution.
I'll add a question mark.
Put them in my office. I'll pick
one for the fundraiser later.
Anyone inform the victim's
mother that we're on this case?
Let's avoid another drop-in disaster.
I've left messages
for Lupe Ramos at home
and the salon where she works.
Your mother insisted that I
stay while you try these on.
This fundraiser tomorrow is
very important for her campaign.
What have we got?
Uh... eyewitness was Burt Chambers
who lived on the outskirts
of Pelham Bay Park.
That's where Anna was shot.
Whoa. Uh...
Like you didn't see the paparazzi shots
of me on that nude beach in Belize.
Chambers reported seeing a
black man driving a tan car
quickly out of the
park at around 4:00 p.m.
Was Chambers white?
Cross-racial I.D.s are
especially problematic.
I look like Joe Pesci in this.
You need to speak to Chambers.
Well, Chambers is dead.
But his statement isn't the only thing
that puts Odell at the crime scene.
Anna's body was found near
several Maritime beech trees.
Leaf fragments from those
trees were found in Odell's car.
But Odell insisted he hadn't
been to the park in months.
This color makes me
look like I have HPV.
As far as an alibi,
Odell might not need one.
Round-trip from his house in Staten
Island to the park in the Bronx
and then back to his
school is over 90 miles.
He wouldn't have made it
back in time for warm-ups.
Tess, take Frankie, try the route.
Speak to Odell's defense
attorney, make sure he did his job.
Well, their case consisted mostly
of what the prosecution didn't have.
I mean, motive was hazy.
There's no history of
violence, no murder weapon.
The .45-caliber gun that
shot Anna was never found.
Yes, but if Odell was on steroids
at the time of the murder,
that explains motive.
It makes his history irrelevant.
The gun is the only missing piece.
That's beautiful.
This one was your mother's favorite.
Well, I guess this is the one, then.
Okay, people, show's
over. Let's get to work...
while I attend to some
important business.
Hello, miss.
Your color?
You're Lupe Ramos?
Yes, miss.
The photo is of your daughter, Anna.
She was murdered.
Who are you?
I'm Hayes Morrison.
I'm here now with the
District Attorney's Office.
Oh, you left message.
I...
My English not good.
No.
I... I'm so sorry for your loss.
I...
For your time.
Hello.
I understand you're
interested in this minivan.
Anabolic steroids, actually.
According to my friends in Vice,
you used to sell to the
jocks at Thayer High,
specifically...
I'm not in that line of work anymore.
Will you tell me about the nav system?
Well, it is a fully-integrated GPS...
His name's Odell Dwyer.
He would have bought from
you in the fall of 2008.
- What about the horsepower?
- Well...
Look, the sooner we talk,
the sooner you get back to selling cars.
Odell bought a few
rounds off me that fall.
Last time I saw him was a couple
weeks before he got arrested.
But he wasn't looking for drugs.
Odell was on steroids
and he tried to
buy a gun from his dealer.
It's not looking so good for poster boy.
Or Wallace's happy ending.
Anna's body was found back here.
Come on. The timer's running.
Okay.
Anna ran that way.
Then she went right, and
then left right there.
Keep going.
Right there.
She tripped,
fell...
...and lost her shoe.
She made it past that tree.
Bam!
You're dead.
Odell was wrong.
He had over an hour to
get back for warm-ups.
I guess we know why his defense
attorney never talked about this.
I really wanted this to work.
I hate this job.
Fire me.
Let me guess.
Rough day, someone had
feelings, which you hate...
I will screw it up. Fire me.
That can't be here.
Remember, up close, fun,
wild, and transgressive
is actually messy,
destructive, and dangerous.
This unit could do... good.
I won't. I can't.
- Fire me.
- No.
What about now?
That's not cocaine.
Antihistamine.
The cops still have my blow.
Go do your damn job.
You know what's also a happy ending?
The system worked...
bad guy gets his due.
Wallace looks fair but firm
because we prove Odell Dwyer
is a murderer who belongs behind bars.
So, that's it?
Pull a total 180, bury the guy?
As deep as we can,
which means kicking the tires hard
on every element of
the prosecution's case,
for you guys, at least.
I have to get ready for this fundraiser.
We should at least ask
why Odell wanted the gun.
First thing to check,
Tess' favorite tune...
The eyewitness... A challenge
since he passed away.
Detective Jim
McNally took the statement.
He trained under my
dad. I'll talk to him.
- Take Tess with you.
- Why?
How many friends do you
have that aren't cops?
Several.
Take Tess. See if the
eyewitness was solid.
Since we're kicking tires,
only two leaf fragments
were found in Odell's car.
After Tess and I drove
back from the scene,
leaves were all over
the inside of her ride.
So Odell brushed them off.
Or maybe the cops planted them.
You have zero justification...
Boss said verify the prosecution's case.
Is that what you were doing?
'Cause it seems like to me...
What? Like I care
about leaving a possibly
innocent man to rot in prison?
That place...
Guys don't come out the
same as they went in.
Stop taking this personally.
How about you start taking it that way?!
You haven't even laid eyes on the guy!
Too busy acting like an entitled brat,
more worried about Mommy's party...
Take a walk, Frankie!
Mistakes are way more
likely than conspiracies.
Check out the lab that
processed the leaf evidence.
Tinker Bell, a moment.
I know who you are.
You seen him since he got out?
Seek absolution on your own time.
Yeah, well, my life
is in a shoe box right now.
Most of my stuff is still in the house.
Leah's been real
understanding about that.
Divorce brings out
the jerk in everybody.
We have a few questions
for you about Burt Chambers,
the eyewitness in the Odell Dwyer case.
Oh, yeah. The guy was rock-solid.
Then why didn't you take
a full statement from him
until September 7th?
Chambers came forward at
the scene four days earlier.
We took an official statement
after the forensics results came in.
Anna's time of death was right around
when Chambers spotted a black male
matching Odell's description
driving away from the scene.
Well, it would be a real big help
if we could see your case notes.
The witness's description
of the suspect didn't change.
- I'm on your side.
- Doesn't feel that way.
Feels like I'm being
grilled by the enemy.
The enemy? I took this gig
because now more than ever,
good cops need someone
looking out for them.
Any notes I took would be
in the prosecution's file.
There's nothing there.
Sorry.
I wish I could be more helpful.
Nice tux. Rental?
Wanted to support your
mother's Senate campaign.
Join me.
I'd forgotten what a
good dancer you are.
I haven't forgotten
kicking your ass in court.
We had an even record.
Only if you count
a mistrial as a victory.
- You didn't win.
- Neither did you.
That's us. Couple of losers.
Ever wonder what might've happened
if you hadn't left Chicago?
No.
Aren't you two a lovely couple?
Such a beautiful dress.
May I steal my daughter
for just a moment?
Of course.
Just because Wallace came to our rescue
doesn't mean you have to sleep with him.
I'm not.
"Our rescue"?
The other night, after I
learned of your predicament,
I phoned Wallace.
We worked out a deal.
Thanks for consulting me.
I saved you again.
You saved your poll numbers.
I kept you out of prison.
For possession as a first offense?
Screw up this job,
and Wallace will charge
possession with intent to distribute.
You will go to prison.
An ultimatum.
How familiar.
This time, your father agrees with me.
This is your last chance.
Tough talk in the middle
of a Senate campaign.
That's what talk shows are for.
Oprah has been dying to have me on.
I'd play it for sympathy.
Discuss my shortcomings as a mother,
and I'm aware I wouldn't be lying.
I would talk about how
you had a harder time than your brother
growing up in the public eye.
How you would say that
instead of a childhood,
you had a series of photo-ops.
And how loving your children
sometimes means making tough choices.
I do love you, Hayes.
You are so smart and brave and amazing
and have every opportunity in the world.
Imagine what you could do
if you actually tried...
if you worked at
anything as hard as you do
at making us all believe
how little you care.
The question is,
do you have it in you?
I, for one, would like to know.
I'm here to see Odell Dwyer.
This is crazy.
Hayes Morrison here to
see me a-and looking...
You tried to buy a gun...
There's the murder weapon.
You were on steroids... There's motive.
Don't lie to me. I'm immune.
Childhood over-exposure.
I didn't kill Anna.
Then why'd you want the gun?
I was 17 and stupid and...
I thought it'd be cool to have a gun.
Well, that's the dumbest
thing I've ever heard.
Yeah.
Why was Anna afraid of you?
She wasn't.
Well, she wrote it in her journal.
"He got so mad it scared
me. He won't leave me alone."
She wasn't writing that about me.
- So who was it then?
- I have no idea.
- Well, that's a crappy answer.
- It wasn't me!
The steroids...
I was trying to give
myself a better chance
at a football scholarship.
- It was a mistake.
- You made a lot of those.
Doesn't everyone?
Didn't you?
Look, I just need a chance.
And you're that chance.
I spent the evening with
my dad chewing me out
for hassling Jim McNally.
Said he was one of the best
cadets he ever trained...
gave him five stars.
My dad is a stickler for organization.
Five stars means
McNally took notes at that first
meeting with Odell's eyewitness,
but his street files are not
in the prosecution's document.
So those notes must undermine
the case against Odell.
We need to get ahold of them.
Well, McNally's going
through a nasty divorce.
He mentioned most of his
stuff is still at the house,
which probably includes the case files.
I'll go see the ex-wife tomorrow.
She's probably home now.
If they're getting
a divorce, why is he here?
What are you doing, Jim?
Uh, just getting some
stuff out of the attic.
Leah's been nagging me, so, you know...
This sudden urge have
anything to with the questions
I was asking you about
your street files?
Eh, it's a total coincidence.
We can get a warrant for
the contents of those boxes,
unless you want to hand them over now.
Why would I do that?
Um... I'll let you touch these.
It's worked before.
Jim, look, I get it.
The witness makes an initial statement
and you start liking
Odell for the crime.
You go back, you help the
witness remember some things,
maybe tweak a few details.
Imagine someone going through
your old cases, Maxine.
I'm calling for a warrant.
We both know they'd find some dirt.
I need to speak with Judge...
Come on.
Jim, do the right thing. Turn over...
I did the right thing
when I put Odell away.
He killed that girl. I know it.
I knew it when he went
nuts during the interview.
I knew it when I read
the girl's journal.
I knew it when I talked to her mom.
The first person she
mentioned was Odell,
because Odell Dwyer is a murderer.
And you want to set him free.
Well, screw that.
The eyewitness is out.
And the beech leaves.
I did a little digging.
Found out that the lab tech
who worked on Odell's case
was fired later that year for drinking
and repeatedly contaminating evidence.
It's likely she accidentally
transferred leaves
from Anna's clothes to Odell's car.
Definitely not a moron...
today.
The case against Odell
seems pretty weak,
and I think he's innocent.
So recommend vacating his conviction.
This isn't about what I
believe, what any of us believe.
We need an undeniable case that
Odell doesn't belong in prison.
The key to winning trials
as a defense attorney...
pick one story to tell
the jury and stick to it.
Odell's story is that
she wasn't writing
about him in her journal.
Let's believe him, try and back it up.
Someone in here order a pig?
Yeah, that's me. On the table's good.
What the hell?
Look, I've been so hung
up on his lack of alibi,
I forgot about this.
What if the prosecution was wrong
about Anna's time of death?
Odell's alibi might be the
football game that night.
I want to test the time
of death with the pig.
Grab the pork and go.
We're running out of time.
Okay, let's go.
Prosecution claims Anna died
between 4:00 and 5:00 p.m.
Help me unwrap Wilbur.
When Anna's body was found,
there were no flies on her,
and no fly larvae was
found at the autopsy.
The thing about flies,
they're drawn to animal
and human remains right away
if the death occurs during the day.
At night, it's too cold.
Flies hibernate unless they're
already at a food source.
So, no flies on Anna's body
means she was shot after dark,
when Odell was his game.
It might. This experiment
should prove it for sure.
This half goes out now...
And the other half goes out after dark.
Then we wait and check for flies.
He scared me today.
Odell wants me to go
to the game tonight.
He scared me today.
He won't leave me alone.
He got so mad.
- I'm scared.
- Stars turned out to support
Harper Morrison's Senate campaign,
including a surprise
guest... her daughter, Hayes.
Hayes and Harper's relationship
has been described as
strained over the years...
He won't leave me alone.
He scared me today.
My mom has no idea how weird he is.
He scared me today.
My mom read my diary as a kid.
Okay...?
I gave everyone a code name
so I could have some privacy.
Maybe Anna did the same
thing in her journal.
So, instead of writing he,
she was writing "H-E"?
Question is, who was she worried
that might be reading her journal?
Maybe it was her mom or...
maybe someone else had
access, someone like...
- ...this guy.
- Who is that?
Whoever he is, he's in a bunch
of these, and he's not a cop.
Where's the DD5 from the police
interview with Anna's mom?
Lupe barely speaks English.
Does McNally speak Spanish?
No.
No mention of a police
interpreter being present.
Then who translated that conversation?
According to the report...
"A family friend helped out."
A friend named...
Hector. Lupe talked about him.
Hector's last name?
Esparia.
Looks like we have a suspect.
We're looking for Hector Esparia.
He doesn't live here anymore.
Any idea where we can find him?
- No.
- It's very important.
Any information you can give us.
Look, unless you have a warrant...
Hey.
You're that president's daughter.
She looks like me.
Apparently, Hector asked Anna
out a few times and she said no.
Well, Hector's not big on "no."
He's got a temper.
Cindy, did Hector get violent with you?
Look...
whatever happened, it's not your fault.
If Hector killed Anna,
the cops are to blame
because we put the wrong
guy away for murder.
How did she die?
Gunshot to the head.
There's something you should see.
All right. It's 12:04.
It's the time police found Anna's body.
I found this in the back
of one of his drawers.
I hid it so he wouldn't use it on me.
No flies.
That proves it.
Anna died after dark.
And on September 2, 2008,
it was dark at 7:25 p.m.
Odell was playing football.
- He's innocent!
- Yeah!
- Hector Esparia?
- Yeah.
Hector Esparia's ex-girlfriend
turned over the gun
he used to kill Anna.
Odell is innocent.
Just got word that the judge agreed
to vacate his conviction immediately.
Happy ending.
I told you you'd be good at this.
And I told you I'm dangerous.
I'm coming after your cases, too.
I'd expect nothing less.
You're not scared?
That's not the first
thing that comes to mind.
Press charges on the cocaine,
and I'll reveal that you blackmailed me
into taking this job.
How's that for a happy ending?
That arrangement was
made with your mother.
- You can't expose it without...
- Without exposing her?
I know.
You can't control me anymore.
And neither can she.
What do you want?
To right the wrongs, to fight the power,
to stick it to the man.
Why be the fox guarding the henhouse
when I can be the wolf who mauls the fox
and anyone else who gets in her way?
See you around, Wallace.
Thought you might want to comment on
how Hayes Morrison
ended up running the CIU.
Maxine: Your ex let me have a copy.
Retire or IA gets one, too.
What the hell is all this?
Possible cases.
We've been getting
deliveries all morning.
Who's next?
Hoping to talk to your lawyer.
- Already here.
- Your lawyer's hot.
- Too bad she hates you.
- I've got an offer.
- Plea deal?
- Thank you for coming.
Today, our city begins
a new era of justice,
marked by the formation
of my Citywide
Conviction Integrity Unit.
This revolutionary group
will reach across the five
boroughs, serving as...
The fox guarding the henhouse.
The D.A.'s Office put those people away
in the first place, but now...
These elite lawyers, investigators,
and forensic specialists will
examine claims of innocence
made by incarcerated individuals.
In the wake of...
Couple of big, embarrassing settlements
on busted guilty verdicts.
But, hey, why not turn it around, use...
My position as District Attorney,
part of my job is to secure convictions.
But the true mission
of my office is justice.
This isn't about justice.
This is about selling yourself
as caring, passionate, electable.
There is no peace for the victim
when the wrong person is incarcerated.
If a mistake has been
made, we must correct it,
no matter what embarrassment may arise.
By going back into old cases?
That's guaranteed to piss
off every cop, prosecutor,
and judge, while you hide behind...
The leader of this unit
needs a tenacious and
brilliant legal mind...
I heard your university
board has you on probation.
Something about sleeping with a student.
...an unwavering
commitment to the truth.
Students.
Ironically, it took a nationwide search
to find someone I've
known for a long time.
We all have.
Bye, Wallace.
I want to soak up the "Orange
is the New Black" vibe...
maybe have a little ménage à moi.
This could crush your
mom's poll numbers,
cost her the Senate race,
and put you at the center of
another Morrison family crisis.
Or I can make it all go away.
This individual graduated
first in her law-school
class at Harvard,
won 95% of her cases
as a defense attorney
before going on to teach law
at one of our nation's top universities.
She is also our country's
former first daughter.
Ladies and gentlemen,
the director the new Citywide
Conviction Integrity Unit...
Hayes Morrison.
Hey, over here! Ms. Morrison!
You get five days.
For each case?
Budget's small, workload's huge.
That's as much time as we can afford.
- You've got a team.
- Of people I pick.
Sorry, they're already hired.
By whomever you originally
promised this gig to?
One of my top ADAs... Sam Spencer.
Submit your recommendation
by week's end...
advise the conviction be reversed,
let it stand, or suggest a retrial.
I pick the cases.
Fine.
But on this first one,
give me a happy ending.
Your team is waiting.
Hayes Morrison? Sam Spencer.
Wallace's golden boy. I took your job.
Yes, you did.
Sorry about that.
I actually am sorry about it.
This is Tess Larson and Franklin Cruz.
Tess, our paralegal, comes to
us from the Innocence Project.
Ms. Morrison, I'm a huge fan.
I worshiped you growing up.
When Senator McCale said
those mean things about you...
When he called me the campus
bike? He wasn't far off.
You look familiar. Have we met?
Oh, no.
I-I would remember.
Hey, call me Frankie. I'm
in charge of forensics.
Nice shirt, Frankie...
very first day of school.
Thanks?
I did not vote for your father.
Me neither.
Hayes Morrison.
Maxine Bohen... lead investigator.
Plans for the first case?
I assumed you'd want to select it.
Think of me as a figurehead.
Seriously, take the helm.
Ah, been considering two options...
Jeremy Baln, convicted for
the 1993 rape and
murder of Sharon Lewis.
Eyewitness I.D.'d Baln,
but police records suggest
he was actually in lockup in
a local precinct for burglary
at the time of the murder.
Eyewitness testimony
is extremely unreliable.
It's involved in over 70%
of overturned convictions.
Second case... Judith
Addison, sentenced to 35 years
for the kidnapping and murder
of 7-year-old Ricky Clark.
Addison, whose functional IQ is 78,
confessed to the cops
after she was held overnight
without an attorney.
We're not touching either of them.
You want to exonerate a guy
whose alibi was another crime
or sell that someone confessed
to a murder they didn't commit?
What happened to "think
of me as a figurehead"?
That was before I realized
you might be a moron.
Best way to pop our cherry
is to get a good guy out of prison...
give Wallace his happy ending.
So, Odell Dwyer,
eight years into a life sentence
for offing his girlfriend, Anna Ramos,
with a bullet to the back of the head.
Minimal physical evidence
against him, but no DNA.
Odell just turned 25,
has no other criminal record,
and he looks like this.
That matters?
Unless his release is
broadcast only on radio.
Conveniently, Odell's
jury was all white.
Seems like the prosecutor
put his thumb on the scale.
- Why is that a good thing?
- Best way to establish
we're not the fox
guarding the henhouse...
beat the crap out of another fox.
Makes Wallace look committed.
Are you gonna go through
this political nonsense
- over every case?
- No.
A win now while everyone's
watching means freedom later.
Most importantly,
freedom for me to consult
from a beach in Hawaii while
you guys tackle hard cases.
That's a good strategy.
Which ADA prosecuted Odell?
Victor Bonotto.
He's a good guy, decent lawyer.
I'll talk to him about the jury.
The only thing that matters
to me is, did he do it?
Go talk to Odell and
take Frankie with you.
- Why?
- Is there a forensics issue?
Something with the evidence?
Odell's in prison.
You've been in prison. Could be useful.
Your new shirt doesn't cover
all of your old prison tattoo.
Great meeting you guys.
My mom and I have
written over 150 letters,
trying to get someone to
take another look at my case.
You two joining the team,
it... it means a lot.
- Sure thing.
- We're not on your team.
The CIU isn't the Innocence Project.
We're not committed to exonerating you.
Then why are you here?
To look at both sides of the case,
see if your conviction has merit.
Then I apologize for
contradicting you, ma'am,
but you are on my team.
I didn't kill Anna.
I loved her.
That's the truth.
Walk me through what you
did on the day she died.
I went to school, got home at 3:10,
and went back for warm-ups at 5:30.
Did you see anybody
or even talk to anybody
on the phone in between?
Uh, usually Anna and I
would hang out before,
but the recruiter from Boston
College was coming that day,
and Anna didn't want to distract me.
We were supposed to meet up after.
Played the game of my life that night.
When she wasn't there
at the end, I knew...
that something was wrong.
You should be eligible for parole.
No, I don't go before the board anymore.
What's the first question they ask you?
"Do you regret your crime?"
And I won't say that I regret
something that I didn't do.
I can't walk out of
here with people thinking
that I killed the girl
I loved... still love.
Good for you, man.
I feel like life is slipping
through my fingers in here.
You got to get me out.
Did your attorney canvass
your neighborhood or...
I mean, maybe somebody
saw you through the window.
No, but this is something
that he didn't take seriously.
The park where Anna got killed...
it's 100 miles round trip.
There's no way that I
could have been there,
and then made it back for the game
in 2 hours and 20 minutes.
Odell, where'd you get
those scars on your chest?
Oh, I had some acne.
We should go.
The Odell Dwyer jury selection
was totally by the book.
Only three African-Americans
in the pool,
judge removed one
who'd witnessed a co-worker being shot,
another for anti-police bias.
- The third?
- Had a kid Odell's age.
Didn't want to risk her
identifying with him.
- Used a preempt.
- Mm.
You didn't preempt Keith Johnson.
He had a 17-year-old child,
as well, but he was white.
Are you reading my notes?
White jurors are more likely
to incarcerate black defendants.
Tess.
ADA Bonotto knows the
stats on jury diversity.
We all do.
Any doubts about this one?
The kid had no alibi.
The girl wrote in her journal
that she was scared of him.
An eyewitness and physical evidence
tie Odell to the crime scene.
We all had cases that
keep us up at night,
but this wasn't one of them.
You need to get me out of this job.
I'm gonna have to call you back.
Someone just broke into my apartment.
Talk to Wallace,
talk to Mom, I don't care.
Talk to anyone. I cannot do it.
Why is this even a crime?
Anytime you want to say
something, that'd be great.
I'm sorry, but you're
stuck. I can't help you.
Wallace has you for
the next three years.
- Oh, God.
- But I love you.
- You're a lousy brother.
- The worst.
But you're gonna be great at this job.
It requires cage-rattling,
disregard for authority,
and legal brilliance.
What about Mom? How mad is she?
Just wear whatever dress she
wants you to to her fundraiser.
I'd appreciate an explanation.
Sam, Hayes Morrison is
lighting in a bottle.
A brilliant lawyer who also brings in
valuable publicity to the unit.
Don't make it personal.
I left Gangs to run CIU.
Now you need to make that up to me,
or I'll go private
sector... triple my salary.
Pushy and ambitious.
Look, I'm gonna need people like you
on my team when I run
for mayor next cycle.
Right now, I want you
to keep an eye on Hayes.
Your loyalty will be rewarded.
No signs of misconduct by the
prosecution in jury selection.
Doesn't mean Odell's guilty.
Just 'cause you bonded with the guy.
Let's focus. We've got four more
boxes of materials to review.
We just spent the last
two hours going in circles.
Somebody needs to lead this team.
Knock yourself out.
I spent 20 years with NYPD...
15 of those as a detective.
So I know that this is
an NYPD arrest number.
I called a friend. They said the arrest,
which took place last night
at the Downtown Precinct,
has mysteriously vanished.
But this hasn't.
I wonder what else I can find out.
Go be the boss, Boss.
Excited to hear what you've got.
First, funny story...
last night, I was busted
for cocaine possession.
Wallace dropped the charges in
exchange for me taking this job.
Working these pointless
cases with you people...
that's my prison
minus the freedom to go braless
and finally read "Infinite Jest."
So, if this isn't
slam-dunk jury tampering,
then let's pass on Odell's case.
Prison is full of
good-looking black poster boys.
Can I help you?
My name is June Dwyer.
That good-looking black
poster boy, Odell Dwyer,
he's my son.
If you drop Odell's case,.
I'll go to the press about everything,
including your coke bust.
If you prefer, I can take
over the investigation.
Thank you,
but she's got the juice around here.
Over eight years,
that place has been sucking
the life out of Odell.
I would hate for your mother to learn...
You want me to promise
your son will be exonerated.
I can't.
But we will stay on the case.
That will have to do.
Nice move, trying to take
control of the investigation.
You might not be a moron after all.
Unless you decide to spy on
me like Wallace asked you to,
probably in exchange for a key
role in his political future.
He did n...
Every good politician plays that card.
My father used it constantly.
He wasn't loyal to
anyone, not even my mother.
Stabbing me in the back makes sense,
but do it for yourself, not Wallace.
According to her journal,
she said she was pretty scared of you.
Nah, no way. What
does she got to be scared of?
What about the day she died?
Huh? You fight that day?
I told you, I didn't see Anna.
I find that very hard to believe
because according to
her mother, she said...
I told you a bunch of
times, I didn't see Anna!
He's angry,
maybe because he's being accused
of a murder he didn't commit.
Maybe he went ballistic on
Anna like he did with the cops.
Odell had no history of violence.
Yes, but he has acne scars on his chest,
which is a very common side
effect of anabolic steroids.
Odell didn't tear
through the opposing team
fueled by his love of Anna.
He was pumped up on rage-inducing drugs.
Anna did write that she was
scared of Odell several times.
Put "steroids" up for the prosecution.
I'll add a question mark.
Put them in my office. I'll pick
one for the fundraiser later.
Anyone inform the victim's
mother that we're on this case?
Let's avoid another drop-in disaster.
I've left messages
for Lupe Ramos at home
and the salon where she works.
Your mother insisted that I
stay while you try these on.
This fundraiser tomorrow is
very important for her campaign.
What have we got?
Uh... eyewitness was Burt Chambers
who lived on the outskirts
of Pelham Bay Park.
That's where Anna was shot.
Whoa. Uh...
Like you didn't see the paparazzi shots
of me on that nude beach in Belize.
Chambers reported seeing a
black man driving a tan car
quickly out of the
park at around 4:00 p.m.
Was Chambers white?
Cross-racial I.D.s are
especially problematic.
I look like Joe Pesci in this.
You need to speak to Chambers.
Well, Chambers is dead.
But his statement isn't the only thing
that puts Odell at the crime scene.
Anna's body was found near
several Maritime beech trees.
Leaf fragments from those
trees were found in Odell's car.
But Odell insisted he hadn't
been to the park in months.
This color makes me
look like I have HPV.
As far as an alibi,
Odell might not need one.
Round-trip from his house in Staten
Island to the park in the Bronx
and then back to his
school is over 90 miles.
He wouldn't have made it
back in time for warm-ups.
Tess, take Frankie, try the route.
Speak to Odell's defense
attorney, make sure he did his job.
Well, their case consisted mostly
of what the prosecution didn't have.
I mean, motive was hazy.
There's no history of
violence, no murder weapon.
The .45-caliber gun that
shot Anna was never found.
Yes, but if Odell was on steroids
at the time of the murder,
that explains motive.
It makes his history irrelevant.
The gun is the only missing piece.
That's beautiful.
This one was your mother's favorite.
Well, I guess this is the one, then.
Okay, people, show's
over. Let's get to work...
while I attend to some
important business.
Hello, miss.
Your color?
You're Lupe Ramos?
Yes, miss.
The photo is of your daughter, Anna.
She was murdered.
Who are you?
I'm Hayes Morrison.
I'm here now with the
District Attorney's Office.
Oh, you left message.
I...
My English not good.
No.
I... I'm so sorry for your loss.
I...
For your time.
Hello.
I understand you're
interested in this minivan.
Anabolic steroids, actually.
According to my friends in Vice,
you used to sell to the
jocks at Thayer High,
specifically...
I'm not in that line of work anymore.
Will you tell me about the nav system?
Well, it is a fully-integrated GPS...
His name's Odell Dwyer.
He would have bought from
you in the fall of 2008.
- What about the horsepower?
- Well...
Look, the sooner we talk,
the sooner you get back to selling cars.
Odell bought a few
rounds off me that fall.
Last time I saw him was a couple
weeks before he got arrested.
But he wasn't looking for drugs.
Odell was on steroids
and he tried to
buy a gun from his dealer.
It's not looking so good for poster boy.
Or Wallace's happy ending.
Anna's body was found back here.
Come on. The timer's running.
Okay.
Anna ran that way.
Then she went right, and
then left right there.
Keep going.
Right there.
She tripped,
fell...
...and lost her shoe.
She made it past that tree.
Bam!
You're dead.
Odell was wrong.
He had over an hour to
get back for warm-ups.
I guess we know why his defense
attorney never talked about this.
I really wanted this to work.
I hate this job.
Fire me.
Let me guess.
Rough day, someone had
feelings, which you hate...
I will screw it up. Fire me.
That can't be here.
Remember, up close, fun,
wild, and transgressive
is actually messy,
destructive, and dangerous.
This unit could do... good.
I won't. I can't.
- Fire me.
- No.
What about now?
That's not cocaine.
Antihistamine.
The cops still have my blow.
Go do your damn job.
You know what's also a happy ending?
The system worked...
bad guy gets his due.
Wallace looks fair but firm
because we prove Odell Dwyer
is a murderer who belongs behind bars.
So, that's it?
Pull a total 180, bury the guy?
As deep as we can,
which means kicking the tires hard
on every element of
the prosecution's case,
for you guys, at least.
I have to get ready for this fundraiser.
We should at least ask
why Odell wanted the gun.
First thing to check,
Tess' favorite tune...
The eyewitness... A challenge
since he passed away.
Detective Jim
McNally took the statement.
He trained under my
dad. I'll talk to him.
- Take Tess with you.
- Why?
How many friends do you
have that aren't cops?
Several.
Take Tess. See if the
eyewitness was solid.
Since we're kicking tires,
only two leaf fragments
were found in Odell's car.
After Tess and I drove
back from the scene,
leaves were all over
the inside of her ride.
So Odell brushed them off.
Or maybe the cops planted them.
You have zero justification...
Boss said verify the prosecution's case.
Is that what you were doing?
'Cause it seems like to me...
What? Like I care
about leaving a possibly
innocent man to rot in prison?
That place...
Guys don't come out the
same as they went in.
Stop taking this personally.
How about you start taking it that way?!
You haven't even laid eyes on the guy!
Too busy acting like an entitled brat,
more worried about Mommy's party...
Take a walk, Frankie!
Mistakes are way more
likely than conspiracies.
Check out the lab that
processed the leaf evidence.
Tinker Bell, a moment.
I know who you are.
You seen him since he got out?
Seek absolution on your own time.
Yeah, well, my life
is in a shoe box right now.
Most of my stuff is still in the house.
Leah's been real
understanding about that.
Divorce brings out
the jerk in everybody.
We have a few questions
for you about Burt Chambers,
the eyewitness in the Odell Dwyer case.
Oh, yeah. The guy was rock-solid.
Then why didn't you take
a full statement from him
until September 7th?
Chambers came forward at
the scene four days earlier.
We took an official statement
after the forensics results came in.
Anna's time of death was right around
when Chambers spotted a black male
matching Odell's description
driving away from the scene.
Well, it would be a real big help
if we could see your case notes.
The witness's description
of the suspect didn't change.
- I'm on your side.
- Doesn't feel that way.
Feels like I'm being
grilled by the enemy.
The enemy? I took this gig
because now more than ever,
good cops need someone
looking out for them.
Any notes I took would be
in the prosecution's file.
There's nothing there.
Sorry.
I wish I could be more helpful.
Nice tux. Rental?
Wanted to support your
mother's Senate campaign.
Join me.
I'd forgotten what a
good dancer you are.
I haven't forgotten
kicking your ass in court.
We had an even record.
Only if you count
a mistrial as a victory.
- You didn't win.
- Neither did you.
That's us. Couple of losers.
Ever wonder what might've happened
if you hadn't left Chicago?
No.
Aren't you two a lovely couple?
Such a beautiful dress.
May I steal my daughter
for just a moment?
Of course.
Just because Wallace came to our rescue
doesn't mean you have to sleep with him.
I'm not.
"Our rescue"?
The other night, after I
learned of your predicament,
I phoned Wallace.
We worked out a deal.
Thanks for consulting me.
I saved you again.
You saved your poll numbers.
I kept you out of prison.
For possession as a first offense?
Screw up this job,
and Wallace will charge
possession with intent to distribute.
You will go to prison.
An ultimatum.
How familiar.
This time, your father agrees with me.
This is your last chance.
Tough talk in the middle
of a Senate campaign.
That's what talk shows are for.
Oprah has been dying to have me on.
I'd play it for sympathy.
Discuss my shortcomings as a mother,
and I'm aware I wouldn't be lying.
I would talk about how
you had a harder time than your brother
growing up in the public eye.
How you would say that
instead of a childhood,
you had a series of photo-ops.
And how loving your children
sometimes means making tough choices.
I do love you, Hayes.
You are so smart and brave and amazing
and have every opportunity in the world.
Imagine what you could do
if you actually tried...
if you worked at
anything as hard as you do
at making us all believe
how little you care.
The question is,
do you have it in you?
I, for one, would like to know.
I'm here to see Odell Dwyer.
This is crazy.
Hayes Morrison here to
see me a-and looking...
You tried to buy a gun...
There's the murder weapon.
You were on steroids... There's motive.
Don't lie to me. I'm immune.
Childhood over-exposure.
I didn't kill Anna.
Then why'd you want the gun?
I was 17 and stupid and...
I thought it'd be cool to have a gun.
Well, that's the dumbest
thing I've ever heard.
Yeah.
Why was Anna afraid of you?
She wasn't.
Well, she wrote it in her journal.
"He got so mad it scared
me. He won't leave me alone."
She wasn't writing that about me.
- So who was it then?
- I have no idea.
- Well, that's a crappy answer.
- It wasn't me!
The steroids...
I was trying to give
myself a better chance
at a football scholarship.
- It was a mistake.
- You made a lot of those.
Doesn't everyone?
Didn't you?
Look, I just need a chance.
And you're that chance.
I spent the evening with
my dad chewing me out
for hassling Jim McNally.
Said he was one of the best
cadets he ever trained...
gave him five stars.
My dad is a stickler for organization.
Five stars means
McNally took notes at that first
meeting with Odell's eyewitness,
but his street files are not
in the prosecution's document.
So those notes must undermine
the case against Odell.
We need to get ahold of them.
Well, McNally's going
through a nasty divorce.
He mentioned most of his
stuff is still at the house,
which probably includes the case files.
I'll go see the ex-wife tomorrow.
She's probably home now.
If they're getting
a divorce, why is he here?
What are you doing, Jim?
Uh, just getting some
stuff out of the attic.
Leah's been nagging me, so, you know...
This sudden urge have
anything to with the questions
I was asking you about
your street files?
Eh, it's a total coincidence.
We can get a warrant for
the contents of those boxes,
unless you want to hand them over now.
Why would I do that?
Um... I'll let you touch these.
It's worked before.
Jim, look, I get it.
The witness makes an initial statement
and you start liking
Odell for the crime.
You go back, you help the
witness remember some things,
maybe tweak a few details.
Imagine someone going through
your old cases, Maxine.
I'm calling for a warrant.
We both know they'd find some dirt.
I need to speak with Judge...
Come on.
Jim, do the right thing. Turn over...
I did the right thing
when I put Odell away.
He killed that girl. I know it.
I knew it when he went
nuts during the interview.
I knew it when I read
the girl's journal.
I knew it when I talked to her mom.
The first person she
mentioned was Odell,
because Odell Dwyer is a murderer.
And you want to set him free.
Well, screw that.
The eyewitness is out.
And the beech leaves.
I did a little digging.
Found out that the lab tech
who worked on Odell's case
was fired later that year for drinking
and repeatedly contaminating evidence.
It's likely she accidentally
transferred leaves
from Anna's clothes to Odell's car.
Definitely not a moron...
today.
The case against Odell
seems pretty weak,
and I think he's innocent.
So recommend vacating his conviction.
This isn't about what I
believe, what any of us believe.
We need an undeniable case that
Odell doesn't belong in prison.
The key to winning trials
as a defense attorney...
pick one story to tell
the jury and stick to it.
Odell's story is that
she wasn't writing
about him in her journal.
Let's believe him, try and back it up.
Someone in here order a pig?
Yeah, that's me. On the table's good.
What the hell?
Look, I've been so hung
up on his lack of alibi,
I forgot about this.
What if the prosecution was wrong
about Anna's time of death?
Odell's alibi might be the
football game that night.
I want to test the time
of death with the pig.
Grab the pork and go.
We're running out of time.
Okay, let's go.
Prosecution claims Anna died
between 4:00 and 5:00 p.m.
Help me unwrap Wilbur.
When Anna's body was found,
there were no flies on her,
and no fly larvae was
found at the autopsy.
The thing about flies,
they're drawn to animal
and human remains right away
if the death occurs during the day.
At night, it's too cold.
Flies hibernate unless they're
already at a food source.
So, no flies on Anna's body
means she was shot after dark,
when Odell was his game.
It might. This experiment
should prove it for sure.
This half goes out now...
And the other half goes out after dark.
Then we wait and check for flies.
He scared me today.
Odell wants me to go
to the game tonight.
He scared me today.
He won't leave me alone.
He got so mad.
- I'm scared.
- Stars turned out to support
Harper Morrison's Senate campaign,
including a surprise
guest... her daughter, Hayes.
Hayes and Harper's relationship
has been described as
strained over the years...
He won't leave me alone.
He scared me today.
My mom has no idea how weird he is.
He scared me today.
My mom read my diary as a kid.
Okay...?
I gave everyone a code name
so I could have some privacy.
Maybe Anna did the same
thing in her journal.
So, instead of writing he,
she was writing "H-E"?
Question is, who was she worried
that might be reading her journal?
Maybe it was her mom or...
maybe someone else had
access, someone like...
- ...this guy.
- Who is that?
Whoever he is, he's in a bunch
of these, and he's not a cop.
Where's the DD5 from the police
interview with Anna's mom?
Lupe barely speaks English.
Does McNally speak Spanish?
No.
No mention of a police
interpreter being present.
Then who translated that conversation?
According to the report...
"A family friend helped out."
A friend named...
Hector. Lupe talked about him.
Hector's last name?
Esparia.
Looks like we have a suspect.
We're looking for Hector Esparia.
He doesn't live here anymore.
Any idea where we can find him?
- No.
- It's very important.
Any information you can give us.
Look, unless you have a warrant...
Hey.
You're that president's daughter.
She looks like me.
Apparently, Hector asked Anna
out a few times and she said no.
Well, Hector's not big on "no."
He's got a temper.
Cindy, did Hector get violent with you?
Look...
whatever happened, it's not your fault.
If Hector killed Anna,
the cops are to blame
because we put the wrong
guy away for murder.
How did she die?
Gunshot to the head.
There's something you should see.
All right. It's 12:04.
It's the time police found Anna's body.
I found this in the back
of one of his drawers.
I hid it so he wouldn't use it on me.
No flies.
That proves it.
Anna died after dark.
And on September 2, 2008,
it was dark at 7:25 p.m.
Odell was playing football.
- He's innocent!
- Yeah!
- Hector Esparia?
- Yeah.
Hector Esparia's ex-girlfriend
turned over the gun
he used to kill Anna.
Odell is innocent.
Just got word that the judge agreed
to vacate his conviction immediately.
Happy ending.
I told you you'd be good at this.
And I told you I'm dangerous.
I'm coming after your cases, too.
I'd expect nothing less.
You're not scared?
That's not the first
thing that comes to mind.
Press charges on the cocaine,
and I'll reveal that you blackmailed me
into taking this job.
How's that for a happy ending?
That arrangement was
made with your mother.
- You can't expose it without...
- Without exposing her?
I know.
You can't control me anymore.
And neither can she.
What do you want?
To right the wrongs, to fight the power,
to stick it to the man.
Why be the fox guarding the henhouse
when I can be the wolf who mauls the fox
and anyone else who gets in her way?
See you around, Wallace.
Thought you might want to comment on
how Hayes Morrison
ended up running the CIU.
Maxine: Your ex let me have a copy.
Retire or IA gets one, too.
What the hell is all this?
Possible cases.
We've been getting
deliveries all morning.
Who's next?