Misconduct (2016) - full transcript

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REPORTER: Tonight, investigators are
questioning the credibility

of those clinical trials.

WOMAN 1: I'm very angry. I can't
believe doctors could betray

so many people.

MAN 1: I was part of the initial test group
for the drug Vypraxilin.

And...

I can say without a doubt it
was probably the worst decision

I've ever made in my life.

MAN '2: These people knowingly
put out inaccurate information

and they were being selective
in the facts about the case.



WOMAN 2: She looked at me
and then collapsed.

Her mouth filled with blood

and it was terrifying.

REPORTER 2: In fact, an investigation by
the FDA found no evidence of false data

from Pierson Pharmaceuticals.

REPORTER 3: This is the third
death attributed to the medication,

with many more claims
surfacing each day.

WOMAN 3: They need
to be held accountable.

EMILY: We should just leave
and go to London for a while.

ARTHUR: Wouldn't that seem guilty
if I just left the country?

And what would you tell them
if they accuse you?

The truth?

Well, I've faced inquiries
before. I can...

I'm not gonna run away.



I'm not talking about
running away, Arthur.

I'm talking about
clearing your head,

getting out of town together
like we said.

Yeah.

Yeah?

- Any updates?
- Just give him a little privacy.

Don't talk to me.

ARTHUR: Yeah, you tell Dr. Shuman to
get back in the lab immediately

and get this thing sorted out.

Immediately. You do it, or
I'll get someone else who can.

Just do it.

Now.

Okay, look, I got to
get back to the...

I'm going back to the office.

They can't do anything unless
I'm there holding their hand.

Why don't you ever consider
anything I say to you?

It's your greatest fault.
You know that?

You know what, maybe I'll just
leave town without you, Arthur.

Come on.

Graham will take you home
and I'll see you tonight.

- Okay.
- Emily, come on.

Stop being a child. Grow up.

Fuck you.

Let her go.

Emily?

[GRAHAM]
She'll come around.

Our exposure's limited at best.

Oh, yeah?

Well, there's no such thing
as limited exposure.

Got the deposition tomorrow
and I need you to cover this.

Get Jake Coburn in legal. I
want a strategy before I leave.

Sir, we advise you against answering
any questions at this time.

Duly noted.

Emily?

Emily!

Where the hell is she?

Emily!

I'm gonna grab you some dinner.

I'll call in the usual.

[CELL PHONE CHIMES]

Don't step anywhere inside this house.
Don't touch anything.

Get security up here right now.

GRAHAM:
Yes, sir.

So there was no more contact
after you left the park?

I figured it was just another
call for attention. That's all.

Yeah, it could be.

Jane is the advisor we retained.
Private org. Kidnap and Rescue.

I should advise you, sir,
to involve the FBI.

I've employed you
so I don't have to.

Right now, your girlfriend
is alone and scared

and praying that someone
will save her life.

In 11 hours, Emily
could be home or dead.

If this is gonna work you're gonna
have to trust me. You understand?

So what are the next steps?

The tech team is working on
your phone to trace the sender.

When these people reach out again
and we know what they want,

Jane will help color who they are.
They need us to open up.

All confidential passwords, everything
will need to be transparent.

Tell me, are they likely
to harm her, hurt her?

Yes.

You don't sugarcoat
your responses, do you?

Why the fuck would I do that?

[CELL PHONE CHIMES]

What do they want?

Two and a half million
dollars, unmarked.

Octavia Gallery by 1:00 p.m.
or they cut her open.

Can your team prep by 1:00?

JANE: It'll be tight. It's lunchtime.
There's lots of exits.

We can expect
heavy foot traffic.

We'll have snipers
cover the exterior.

Snipers? We don't need
snipers. I've got the cash.

ARTHUR: Let's do this
civilly and quietly.

JANE:
I'm right behind you.

BILSON:
You tailing him?

Yeah, I've got eyes on him.

JANE:
Do not turn around.

Do not acknowledge
that you can hear me.

Wait for them
to approach you, Mr. Denning.

BILSON: You have him? He's out
of my line of sight, Jane.

Relax.

I know this is hard, but I
need you to stay calm as ice.

JANE:
Approaching on your right.

MAN: She remind you
of someone you know?

ARTHUR: Yeah.

MAN: Like most women,
she's expensive.

You want to talk a deal?

JANE: Drop the bag.
Just drop the bag.

Let's go somewhere quiet.

Okay.

Do not follow him. Mr. Denning,
you have to trust me.

JANE:
Do you hear me?

BILSON: What's he looking at?
Why is he stopping? Jane?

JANE: I don't know.

BILSON: He's off script.
- Yeah.

JANE: Stop, Mr. Denning.
You're putting your life at risk.

This could part of their plan.

Drop the money. Give it to
him, then we'll go away.

Just one thing.

You see what happens
when you fuck with me?

- Where's Emily?
- Who?

Where is she?

I don't know what you're saying!

You hurt her?
Where's Emily?

BILSON: Jane? What the
fuck just happened?

JANE: He just attacked him.
Get him out of here now.

Get him out.

Yeah.

Oh, come on. Don't
turn into that guy.

You just won an estate claim

where the widow's husband
didn't have a will.

It's time to party.

Call your wife. Tell her
to bring a friend, actually...

maybe a chesty one,
some kind of assets.

Okay. You know what? I'm just
gonna take out your wife myself.

Since when are you
interested in women?

Ben Cahill, was that a joke?

That was fun.

Eleven straight.
Congrats.

Any calls?

Hatty, you're gonna
have to excuse Ben.

- That's how he shows his joy.
- Right.

Couple folks from the Lake
avenue construction case,

that Chinese guy from Shai Fen
Associates, and your wife.

Okay. Can you ask the paralegals
why those Flynn v. Benson files

- haven't shown up yet, please?
- Yeah.

You have been a machine
for over a year now.

I know you and Charlotte have
had a devastating few months,

but billing 100 hours a week is not
gonna help you get through that.

It's not gonna
help you make partner,

and it's not gonna keep
our wife happy.

You've got to get out
of this office.

Wow, you are
no fun at all. Okay.

Well, I'll take that.
Thank you.

[BLUES MUSIC PLAYING]

[CHOPPING SOUNDS]

You trying to scare me?

Well, you just look so
focused over there.

You got good news?

Another win.

So I was hoping maybe
we could celebrate.

I can't. I picked
up another shift.

All right, well...

I guess I'll see
you in 36 hours.

You know we're understaffed.

No, no, no, no.
I get it. I get it.

There's chicken pie in the
oven if you're hungry.

I hate waking up
without you, Charlie.

Well, um...

You wanna go on a date?

Yeah.

When?

When I'm done.

Deal.

You look nice.

Thank you.

[MESSAGE ALERT TONE]

[WHISPERS]
Emily Hynes?

DOUG:
You didn't accept, did you?

BEN: She had her issues, but
it's not like I can't ..

DOUG:
Issues? Yeah.

You broke her heart. She threatened
suicide. That's not normal.

I remember some pretty
manipulative shit.

I'm actually impressed someone your
age knows how to use social media.

- Oh, really?
- Yeah.

Is that right?

You accepted the friend
request, didn't you?

So What if I did?

- Your wife's a 12!
- Yeah.

She's far more attractive than you.
She's far more intelligent than you.

- Frankly, you don't deserve her.
- Yeah, well...

Okay, don't break the only
good thing in your life

- on a hypothetical...
- I'm not breaking anything.

Charlie and I are fine, all right?
I love my wife.

Yeah, we've had a rough
year, but you know what?

I'm not gonna mess it up over some
stupid fucking friend request.

Just keep talking to your ex.
Keep talking to Emily.

I think that's a good idea. You're
gonna spend your 4:00 a.m.'s drunk,

eating burritos over the sink.

I love burritos.

- Yeah, I kind of love them, too.
- Yeah.

[LOUD DRUM AND BASS
MUSIC PLAYING]

God, really?

Paranoid much?

You're three minutes
and 32 seconds late, pal.

Oh, yeah? Well,
you're looking sharp.

Huh?

The estate claim cashed in?

Yep.

So I take it the info

I put in Mrs. Takiff's
file worked?

Mrs. Takiff would have lost everything
if we wouldn't have helped her.

I already starting fixing this
new Benson vs. Flynn file.

You know, I was thinking,
one of these days,

you may actually win a
case without cheating.

It's not cheating...

not if the good guy wins.

[VIDEO GAME CHIRPING]

So you're the good guy.

[MESSAGE ALERT TONE]

- Emily! How are you doing?
- Hi.

I'm great.
How are you?

Good to see you.

- Wow.
- Ls it ten years?

- I think so, yeah.
- It's been ten years?

- Oh, my God! Yeah.
- Can you believe it?

You are not a lawyer.

Is that so hard
to believe? Really?

Yes, yes, it is so
hard to believe.

The undisputed beer pong champ
really, goes on to do great things.

Yeah, well, nothing
screams success

like a student loan
that I can't pay off.

Oh, come on, Ben. You knew what
you wanted, and you went for it.

- I think that's great.
- Yeah.

Ambition always was one of the
sexiest things about you.

- Oh, really?
- Yeah.

So what about you? How you been?

I've been fine, yeah.

Yeah?

Seems like you've been
having a good old time,

judging by your half-naked
photos that I saw online.

Oh, you've been...

Really? You've been
cyberstalking me, Ben?

I wasn't cyberstalk...
I was just...

Intrigued.

Oh, intrigued, okay.

I was curious.
That's all.

Okay.

So how is it being married?

It's complicated.

"I do. You do." Seems pretty
self-explanatory to me.

Well, that's the easy part.
And then there's...

It's just complicated.

Well, I'm dating a guy who's
completely not right for me,

and he wants to get
serious, and I don't.

And I came here
tonight to see you...

But you're wearing
a wedding ring.

Yeah.

And you've “EDDY?

Right?

Why do you ask?

I should run.

- No, no, no. Wait.
- No, I really...

Please, this is a bad idea.

I don't want to overstep.

I don't want to say something
that I'm gonna regret.

I don't even know what I was
thinking would happen tonight.

I feel really stupid.
I just...

Nothing is gonna happen.
We're just...

We're just gonna sit and talk.
That's all.

I don't think so, Ben.

Hey, what's going on?

It's a disaster.

I feel like such a cliché.
I'm dating my boss.

Technically he's everyone's boss.
He's the CEO of Pierson.

You're dating Arthur Denning?

- Yeah.
- Holy shit!

I was his head of sales. I'm
not a gold digger, you know.

Arthur can be really charming
when he wants to be.

Well, if your heart's not in it,
why don't you just leave him?

He won't let me.

What do you mean,
he won't let you?

I mean he won't let me.

It started with threats, you know,
implying I would lose my job.

Is he hurting you?

I was on his laptop,
and I found data

about the clinical trials
that went bad last summer.

From Viprexalin.

268 people died.

You know what Arthur
was concerned about?

- What?
- How the deaths

would affect his financials.

Did he say that in the emails?

Try to remember if he
actually addressed the deaths

from Viprexalin in these emails.

I'm not sure.
I mean, maybe.

Where is this data?
Do you still have it?

Arthur would know
that it came from me.

Well, we can make it look like
it came from someone else.

Oh, tea... How'?

I can help you with this, okay?

Now, do you want my help or not?

Do you mind grabbing
that for me?

Thank you.

Hey. Thought
I heard you.

I can't remember if I took your
Pinot Noir or Grigio from you.

It's okay.
I'm detoxing.

- Hi.
- Hello, tall guy.

Oh, I'm just here...
We're just friends, okay?

I'm just here on
business, you know.

Okay.

- Have fun, Hanna.
- Thanks.

- Hanna?
- Yeah.

Most nights I spend in an apartment
that Arthur bought for me,

but here, I can escape all that.

Here, I can be a regular
girl named Hanna Harlow,

who reads trashy magazines
and watches reality TV

and exists in sweats.

Does your boyfriend know
that you own this place?

I'm only here when
he's out of town.

No, I can't stay.

It's just a drink.

Okay.

BEN: Let's see. Escrows,
bank transfers.

Look at that.

There are hundreds of millions hidden
in offshore bank accounts here.

These are documented payoffs...

that required
a fingerprint I.D.

Denning validated
all of these personally.

Arthur made changes to the
internal lab results,

because he knew the FDA
wouldn't approve them.

Oh, you've definitely
got the groundwork

for a gigantic civil lawsuit
here, but I can't...

I can't use this.

Why not?

You said we could make it look
like it came from someone else.

What comes next is our secret.

Denning finds out
that you leaked this,

you'll be exposed.

Expose what you want.

Unzip me.

[GASPS]

I didn't say you could touch.

Oh, my God.

Come here.

Oh, my God. No.

What are you waiting for?

Don't you want to fuck me?

Holy shit.
I can't...

I can't do it.

I can't do it.

Ben.

Take the fire escape.

Don't let my neighbor stop you.
She'll talk you to death.

Or you can finish
what you started.

I can't.

Have fun?

You smell like vodka.

Doug opened up one of
his office bottles.

We ended up working
late, ate Thai.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

What did you have?

Oh, noodles, spicy noodles.

They weren't great.

Anyway, I think I'm gonna go shower.
I'm tired.

Are you serious right now?

Did you forget about date night?

I wouldn't have
been any fun anyway.

I worked a double,
so I'm a zombie.

No, no, no, no. Let me make
this up to you this weekend.

You're off the hook.

No, goddamn it.
We need a night.

You and me. We need to get
back to normal, all right?

- I'll join you upstairs.
- Thank you.

Give us a minute.

The information against Arthur
Denning you gave me, is it legit?

Because if you're wrong, you'll
be doing document review

for the rest of your career.

Abrams' office, five minutes.
Brief him on what you have.

Keep it short.
Do not fuck up.

Senior partner just threatened you.
You're moving up.

Wait, so you have information
against Arthur Denning,

like, the Arthur Denning?

You don't fuck
with a guy like him.

He and Mr. Abrams are at
war, so tread lightly.

I'll fill you in later.

Hope you have
your affairs in order.

Mr. Abrams.

Mr. Cahill. Come on in.

Wow.

Have a seat.

So, Hill tells me
you have something.

Yeah, with
Pierson Pharmaceuticals.

You're not serious, are you?

We go way back
with them, you know,

so that's like pissing in the wind, son.
You know, I...

You've gone after
Arthur Denning before,

and it was one of the only cases
that this firm ever lost.

Now, I have studied every word
of every motion filed and...

Well, with all due respect, I
don't think that you played

your cards quite
right last time.

Oh, you don't?

Look, Dennings team
forged expert reports

that allowed him to
slip by FDA approval.

They knowingly changed the observation
and conclusions of these drug trials.

Take a look
at this. There were...

These are facts I know. I know
about this stuff. Come on.

Serious health defects, 268...

But you're not telling me

how you're gonna win this time.
That's what I want to hear.

Well, I've got...

Confidential internal memos

that will back up everything
inside that folder.

Well, that's
a neat little thing.

Well, just keep talking.
Go ahead.

Pierson is a global corporation with
an infantry of lawyers, but with this,

we can go after Denning
personally for fraud.

Wow, you thought this through?

If you're gonna go after
Denning for fraud publicly,

a man worth about
8.5 billion dollars?

And you're gonna accuse this man
of manipulating drug trials?

In a lawsuit, yes.

A lawsuit's public, Mr. Cahill.

You have kids?

No.

Where'd you go to law school?

Vandy. Undergrad
at Tennessee.

That's good. So how
much you worth?

- How much am I worth?
- Yeah.

Your life, how much
is your life worth?

Why don't you just jot down
the dollar amount here?

Do you have any 'flea'?

It ain't much, but...

See the pen? That's a
Valenti, one of the first.

That thing costs about $68,000.

68,000 dollars?

You didn't know that, did you?

So how am I gonna know your
worth unless you tell me?

I'm worth this case.

You know why that's
worth 68 grand?

Because it has a reputation.

It has a name brand.
It has an identity.

We get a case like this, a
litigation at this level,

I need lawyers who kill.

Lawyers with reputations walk
into a courtroom and intimidate.

I don't see you in that picture, Mr.
Cahill.

Mr. Abrams,
I fight to win.

Some of your other senior
partners like Hill,

they're a little soft.
They work within limits.

You need someone who isn't
afraid of the wrong thing...

for the right reasons.

That's you?

You take it all. You give it to Hill.
Let him look at it,

and I think you could
lead a support team.

Leader of the support team?

Yes, sir.

You know
what? No.

No, that's just trumped
up paralegal bullshit.

I've done my time making copies.

I want Denning. I want
to be the handler,

and I want the goddamn generator
fee for bringing it in.

Sit down.

Understand this.

You get a nine figure
judgment, or get a new job.

Done.Done.

Mr. Cahill.

Enjoy the Pen-

You're gonna let
me keep the pen?

You better go before
I change my mind.

I want to find out who exactly
Denning's legal team is.

Let's dig in, find out
everything we can about them.

How far back?
Three years? Five maybe?

A decade's worth.

Fuck.

Copy that.

Why do we use so much paper?

I mean, do we really need
to print out this much?

Electronic copies can
be tampered with.

Until the courts figure that
nonsense out, this firm uses paper.

We depose Denning in two days.

This is three weeks' worth
of research to comb through.

You need a strategy.

If I may make a suggestion...

We're good.
Thank you.

Do you mind asking Hatty to bring
in some dinner menus, please?

You were on your way out, right?

I'll fetch her for you.

All right. Let's start
with some cataloging.

This is the subpoenaed
bank records.

Cross-reference his offshore accounts
with his tax returns, please.

You got a minute?

Yeah, I'm all ears.

In private?

What's going on, Doug?

So I was doing background checks
on this Denning discovery.

Guess whose name I caught

Emily Hynes. Yeah.

Only took me two days and a
LexisNexis account to find that.

Yeah, well, Arthur Denning has a
lot of people working for him.

Yeah.

So your shady ex-girlfriend
just shows up out of the blue,

right around the same time you find
evidence on her billionaire boyfriend?

- Is this what I think it is?
- What are you asking me?

Did you get this evidence
from Emily?

Emily has nothing to do with it.

- Then where did you get this?
- Why?

Cause I think she fed it to
you for whatever reason.

No. No, Doug.

Fruit of the poisonous tree.
You taught me that.

Okay, we are under compulsory
evidence origin disclosure order.

Okay, in a case this massive,

all evidence has to
be obtained legally.

Look, if I caught this
trail, others will, too.

Okay, you gotta get your shit in order.
Just listen to me.

Listen to me.

The entire case rests on this.

We have a case here,
and we're gonna win it.

Yeah, well, you are
playing with fire.

Okay, I don't know what's
going on between you two,

but you gotta stop it. You
gotta get her out of town.

Okay, Doug. That'll be all.
Thank you.

Hello. You
live here?

No.

Why?

Do you know her?

No.

You lied to me twice.
Take another look.

Are you a cop?

Do you know her or the
man she's dating?

Who the fuck are you?

You've never seen her before?

No.

But I have seen you creeping
around here at night

and if it happens again, I'm
calling the actual cops.

Have a good night.

There you go.

A bottle of Gaia?

That's right.
350 bucks a bottle.

That hurt, when you took that
gunshot wound to the chest?

Oh, my God.

Look, let's... No
cooking tonight, okay?

Let's go out and celebrate
properly, you and me.

Can I change?

Nah. I think
you should wear that.

Move.

[BEN CHUCKLES]

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

[CLUB MUSIC PLAYING]

Wow!

BEN: This is not how
I remember it!

You want to go someplace else?

I can barely hear
anything you're saying.

Okay, I'm gonna go get some drinks.
I'll be right back.

Two vodka sodas, please.
Thank you.

Hello.

Do I know you?

Don't ask a question you
already know the answer to.

Okay.

You have a good night.

You made an enemy
you don't want.

Is that right?

Why don't you tell
Arthur Denning

that this is some real
amateur-hour bullshit.

What do you want?

For you to drop this case.

I'm not dropping this case.

You will recuse yourself
and resign from your firm.

And if I don't?

Your wife will never
look this happy again.

Have fun.

Hey.

Sorry it took so long.

- That's okay. I made a friend.
- Yeah?

Benjamin Cahill. Wow,
how long has it been?

Like, ten years,
I think. Hi.

I was just getting
cozy with your wife.

Yes, she said that she recognized
me from your profile picture.

- Isn't that crazy?
- Yeah, it's crazy.

Emily said that you guys met
freshman year at Tennessee?

- Yeah.
- We dated, actually.

But I think Ben got
over me since then.

So are you here by yourself?

No, girls' night out.

You know, drinking
and dancing and...

Speaking of which, I should
probably go find them.

Okay. Well, it was
nice to see you.

- It was lovely meeting you.
- You, too.

You smell so nice.

Oh, thank you.

- Ben?

Don't ever ignore my phone calls
or I'll tell her what happened.

- It was nice to see you, Emily.
- Bye.

I didn't know
that was your type.

That's not my type.

Charlotte, you're my type.

She wears a lot of perfume.

CHARLIE: You gonna ask
a girl to dance?

Okay. Come on.

Thank you.

Yeah. What's
going on?

Why did you never mention Emily?

When we talked about
your ex-girlfriends,

you never brought her up.

We never talk about
anything really, I mean...

- Especially since the...
- The baby?

Yeah.

The night I lost the baby, I was
sitting right here, remember,

and I was curled up
in a little ball?

The pain was really
unbearable that night.

And you came, and you knelt and
you looked at me, and you said...

that we needed to be brave...

and that from now
on, it's just us.

I'll never forget that.

You made a promise that we would
be okay and it was just us.

Yeah, but we never talked
about the baby after that.

I know, Ben.

We didn't have to until now.

[PANTING]

[PANTING]

[GROANS]

Again.

Harder!

What the fuck?
This is getting a little crazy.

I thought you said you
get off on violence.

Am I gonna have to hit myself
or are you gonna fucking do it?

MAN: Your ad said you liked it rough.
This just feels wrong.

Can I send these to myself?

No. These are for me

to remember you by.

Get off me.

I thought you said we were
just getting started.

I want you to leave.

Now, before I call the cops and
show them how bad you beat me.

You're out of your mind.

[MOANING]

[GASPING]

Fuck.

Get it together.

MAN'S RECORDED VOICE:
Sir, this is Dr. Kroeher.

I can understand what you
must be going through.

It's a lot to handle,
but I can tell you this.

You won't survive another day
without coming in.

Doesn't matter if it's
this hospital or not.

You need medical attention.
Is that clear?

[COUGHING]

WAITER: You're gonna sit
here all night, bro?

Yeah, bro. You old
enough to work here?

WAITER: You old enough to
mind your own business?

CHARLES:
Hey, Anthony.

How about one of them cream
sodas you're so famous for?

- Don't get up. Sit down.
ANTHONY: Yes, sir.

I come here all the time.

How's it going?

Oh, it's all right.
How you doing?

What's this? Oh, oh, oh.

Glad you're putting it to use.

- Well, I'm trying.
- Yeah.

- So how we doing?
- Well...

Firm's got a solid
case, no question.

Solid. But?

But Denning's lawyers
waited till last night

to file a motion to keep
those internal docs out.

So you got a workaround, do you?

No. No, not yet, but I'm not
gonna sleep until I do.

Well, you know, this isn't
about effort anyway.

It's about Denning.

You poked the bear.

Now he's restless
and ready to come.

So what would you do?

I don't know.

Probably call you.

You know, here's someone like
you been through so much,

a major tragedy, unthinkable...

but you come out the other side.

Many people wouldn't have made it.
You did.

I knew that about you. I knew it
before you came into my office.

I might have not let
you in otherwise.

Wait a second.

So Hill giving me that
meeting with you,

that was just some kind
of a setup or what?

Setup? Come on.
You're a public defender,

- or you were one.
- Yeah.

The hardest thing
for a public defender

is whether or not he or she is
gonna make a dent of difference.

Now, you did, every time.

Feel like I'm a little bit in
over my head to be honest.

No, you're not.

Hey, let me tell you
the worst vice is advice.

I just been giving it to you.

Son, listen to me.

You gotta shed this
distraction you're in now,

what's bothering you.
Don't tell me.

Just shed it.
You understand?

We're gonna have to attack this
motherfucker, clip his claws.

Take his head, and chop
that fucking thing off.

We'll put it on the wall.

A trophy-

Okay.

- Okay. Now we're talking.
- All right. All right.

Call me anytime.
And Anthony,

forget the cream
soda once again?

See that?
I knew you did.

You shed whatever's distracting
you, you'll be okay.

Good seeing you, son.

Hey.

Oh, I don't know what...

Okay. Oh, no, no.

Oh, God...

What?

Wait. Wait.

No. No.

Oh, my God...

What the fuck am I gonna do?

[GASPING]
Jesus Christ.

Oh, I... I'm sorry.

Sorry. I was just gonna
say what's up to Hanna,

- and have some wine.
- Oh, yeah.

She's not here right now. She's
supposed to be back later on.

- Okay, cool.
- I left my...

my cellphone here last night.

Cool.

Yeah.

I have a small
confession to make.

I'm married and she's got
a boyfriend who isn't me.

So...

So I never saw you, and we
never had this conversation.

All good.

I would appreciate that.

All right. I'll see you later.

[CURSING UNDER BREATH]

[DOOR SHUTS]

Hey!

Is that you?

What's wrong?

We need to talk.

What is it?

I screwed up.

I got mixed up in something
that I shouldn't have and...

Did you fuck her?

How did she die?

I don't know.
Pills, I think.

It looks like she hit her head.

Oh, we worked so hard, Ben.

You know, and we just
started to get ahead,

and then you throw it away to get
involved with an ex-girlfriend

- for a fucking case?
- I was doing this for us.

Oh, don't say that!
That is insulting!

That's so insulting
to me and my marriage!

There were other ways you
could have landed a case!

You know that. When I go out
and I work a double shift,

that is for us!
This was for you!

What do you think, baby?
What do you think?

You think if you, like, land
partner and you win a case,

that I'd feel
differently about you?

Because I love you.

I love you, rich or poor.

I love you, too.

I love you too, and I'm
so sorry for this.

There was a text message.

It mentioned a meeting
at an art gallery at...

Maybe I could go over
there and see if I can

try to piece this thing together.
It's the only lead I got.

And what if it doesn't
lead anywhere?

In the next few days, they're
gonna find Emily's body.

The police are gonna get involved
and I'll have to admit everything.

So what do we do until then?

We act as normal
as possible, okay?

You go to work.
I go to work.

Until I can figure something
out, we'll just leave her there.

Do you want some coffee?

Yeah. That'd be nice.

MAN: She remind you
of someone you know?

ARTHUR: Yeah.

MAN: Like most women,
she's expensive.

Just a word.
I just...

What the fuck
happened back there?

Oh, this gentleman
approached me,

said things as if he
were the kidnapper.

I didn't want to chance
it, so I took action.

That kidnapper
was an art dealer.

Yeah, I know that now.
I'm aware of that.

But you know, he's getting
medical attention

and compensation
for his inconvenience.

Compensation? Are you
fucking kidding me?

She could
be dead because of you!

Jane, stop!

The kidnappers weren't there.

If they were, they had no
intention of approaching me,

and time is precious.

I don't think these guys
would waste it, do you?

And it could have been a ruse or a trick.
I don't know,

but as always, in matters like this,
I'll take things into my own hands.

My actions may appear
somewhat rash or foolish,

but I did what I believed
was right.

So this now is the situation
we find ourselves in.

I want Emily back,
and I want her back, now.

So how are we going
to accomplish this, Joe?

Can you enlighten me?

BEN: No, Giffords, I
can't tell you why.

I just need you to hack
Emily Hynes' profile

and erase any communication
between the two of us, okay?

Yeah, no, I understand
but it's not possible.

What do you mean, it's not possible?
You hacked Visa, for God's sakes.

Yeah, I can hack anyone, okay?

But your talks
with her are all online,

which means that your
chats are broken up

into 10,000 little
bytes and pieces.

I can't erase all that. Delete
the messages on your end.

I'll ghost her account and try
and work out the rest, okay?

Are you serious right now?
Everyone's waiting for you.

Ben!

Yeah, all right.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Who is this?

MAN:
Why did you answer?

CHARLES: Mr. Denning, what happened?
Where's your troop?

I was expecting an army.

Well, your expectations have often
been your downfall, Charles.

Well, I'd rather have
faulty expectations

than sell faulty
pharmaceuticals.

But then again, that's just me.

BEN: Let the record reflect
that we have filed a civil suit

on behalf of
the named plaintiffs

against Arthur Denning
of Pierson Pharmaceuticals.

Let's begin by confirming
your identity for the record.

Your name is legally
Arthur Denning?

Would you like him
to repeat the question?

I'd prefer if we spoke
off the record.

Okay.

New events have come to light that
change the nature of this allegation.

Such as?

Well, I could elaborate, but I
would prefer if Mr. Cahill did.

It's curious, isn't it, that
she was drawn to us both?

What the hell you talking about?

What is this?

I understand
you're in possession of files

that were illegally stolen
from my computer.

Everything was obtained legally

and submitted
to you in discovery.

Really? Everything?

Everything.

The woman who brought
that evidence to you,

where is she now?

I have no idea what
you're talking about.

You know
you're cornered, Arthur.

CHARLES: Answer the
questions on the record.

I haven't been able to reach her.
Have you?

No?

Charles, I am prepared to settle

the class-action
certification right now.

Mr. Denning, is that...

You're admitting fault?

$300 million
to the class members.

One third will take care
of your attorney fees,

and within 24 hours, the $400 million
will be wired to your trust account.

Okay. We're gonna need both
sides to agree on this

and have the judge sign
for the class settlement.

Oh, in this town, I think you'll find
a judge that will be able to do that.

I don't understand why
you're doing this.

CHARLES: 'Cause we got
something he wants.

Yeah, in exchange
for a settlement,

we sign a confidentiality,

then we return the evidence
to Mr. Denning,

including the files
that were "hypothetically"

taken from his computer.

No risk of criminal prosecution.

Then we're done.

Ciao.

Did he just
buy back the evidence?

CHARLES: Yes, he did,
and he did it legally.

At least you're rich.
Live with that.

Congratulations.

JANE: Aside from the suicide
attempt a few years ago,

did Emily seem
relatively stable?

Yeah, I guess so.
Seemed okay.

Did you two have sex regularly?

How is that relevant?

Well, she's still missing,
so everything is.

She mixed quite a
cocktail for herself.

Oxy, Rits, Vics, Ads,
uptake inhibitors,

and a whole lot of colors
I have never seen before.

So what are you getting at?

Well, she either spontaneously
developed every mental disorder

on the planet,

or something in her
life, maybe someone,

was scaring her.

Yeah, I know
what you're getting at.

I own a pharmaceutical company, but
I didn't prescribe those, okay?

So why aren't you
out there looking for her?

You know, I've got
to be honest here.

It doesn't seem like you
even care if we find her.

After 48 hours, the
chances of recovering her

are increasingly difficult.

Emily can be difficult
and I love her.

If anything, her being difficult
is the thing I love most.

Weird, isn't it?

[LINE RINGING]

CHARLIE'S RECORDED VOICE:
You've reached Charlotte.

Leave a message after the beep.

Hey, honey, it's me.
Give me a call.

Emily?

[GASPING]

Oh, shit. Oh, shit.
Oh, shit.

[POUNDING ON DOOR]

MAN: Police! Open the door!

This is the New Orleans
Police Department!

We have a warrant
to search your home!

You have 30 seconds to come out!

[POUNDING CONTINUES]

[POLICE RADIO CHATTER]

[POUNDING ON DOOR]

[HELICOPTER HOVERING]

Clear!

Clear.

We have a dead body in here!

Clear.

[RIPPING]

Clear.

[COUGHS]

Fuck.

[GRUNTING]

You didn't do it, right?

No, I didn't do it.

I gotta ask the question, man.
I'm sorry.

Jesus Christ.

I told you not to get
involved with her.

You knew Emily was crazy.

I know! I know!

- I told you she was nuts.
- I should have listened to you.

All right?
It was stupid.

If the cops catch you with this,

they're gonna shoot first,
ask questions later.

Just get the fuck
outta here with that.

Thank you.
You're a good friend.

- I know. I know. I know.
- Good friend.

Fucking dumb friend,
that's what I am. Jesus.

Oh, I just spent
three hours with detectives.

I don't know if there's
anything more I can say.

We just have
a few more questions.

Did your husband ever
mention Emily Hynes before?

DOUG: I'm sorry. Who exactly are you'?
I'm her attorney.

Joe Bilson. My associate, Jane
Clemente, Kidnap and Rescue.

So you're not cops?

We're privately contracted
by Arthur Denning...

She has no comment,

and you have no place being
here, so I suggest you leave.

BILSON: You do realize the woman
discovered dead in this house

was a woman her husband was
having an affair with?

JANE: Mr. Denning is willing to
offer aid in her legal expenses

if she's willing
to help us find him.

This is a manhunt,
and he is a fugitive at large.

You're not gonna touch her.

BILSON: We spoke with Emily's neighbor.
What was her name?

JANE: Amy Campbell.

Seems Ms. Campbell saw Ben at
Emily's loft on numerous occasions.

Ms. Cahill, you may think you have
the complete picture, but you don't.

DOUG: Guys, I can file a
motion if you need me to,

or I can just
tell you right now.

Fuck off.

BILSON: If you change
your mind, you call us?

AMY: Yeah, the oops keep circling my house.
It's freaking me out.

Can I come stay
with you tonight?

Yeah. Yeah, it's my
neighbor Hanna.

Or whatever her name was.

They still haven't figured
out what happened to her.

Yeah, I don't know.
It's freaking me out.

I don't want to stay here tonight.
Just...

[SCREAMING]
No.

[CRYING]
Oh, my God.

[BIKE REVVING]

Uh.
[GASPS]

Help me! Help!

Help!

[BIKE REVVING]

Help!

No.

[CAR ALARM BLARING]

CHARLES: Do you have any idea
of what's happening here?

The entire city is hunting
for this guy!

We find him first
before the cops do.

You know what he's got and
what he could use it for.

I'm not gonna stand by and watch
this settlement fall apart!

If we don't find him,

lot of people are gonna get hurt.
Understand?

Understand?

NURSE:
Incoming!

- Incoming!
- Incoming!

DOCTOR 1: 26-year-old female.
Multiple trauma, skull fracture.

Maybe her clavicle
is broken, too.

[CHARLOTTE]
Moving to Trauma two!

[DOCTOR 1]
Need 100% oxygen!

CHARLOTTE: 125 milligrams
of Solu-Medrol, I.V. push.

How long's she been down?
I need an answer!

- I'm not sure.
- She got a name?

- Amy Campbell.
- What? What happened to her?

I'm sorry I didn't
clean her up better.

Amy, I need you to lay down.
You've had an accident.

Do you remember what happened To you'?
Honey, lay down.

Did you see what happened? Did you
see the person that did this?

- Were you beaten?
- Hey! Step back!

[WHIMPERING]

Are you okay?

I'm okay.

I thought that I could
handle this, Ben...

But I can't.

I just can't.

It's just you and me.
It's just us.

Are you sure that, that girl

that they brought into the
ICU is Emily's neighbor?

Her name is Amy Campbell and
somebody has massacred her, Ben.

Someone who knows what we did.

She saw me at Emily's place.
She can I.D. me.

As terrible as it sounds, she
can't wake up until I fix this.

All right, baby, I love you.

I love you, too.

[COUGHING]

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

What the fuck? What?

Dr. Hughes! Dr. Hughes!
Room two!

- What happened?
- I don't know what happened.

She's coding. Get the crash cart!
Go. Go.

I'll get the bags!

DOCTOR: Come on. Don't die on me.
Come on. Stay with me.

Oh. God...

Don't die on me now.

GRAHAM: Can I help
you with something?

Next time, you should phone
me before you come here.

Article 7-14 of the standard
practice of Code of Ethics

says we may not
talk off the record.

All right, here's what's gonna
go down. We're gonna settle.

I'm gonna give you
everything that I got,

all the evidence that we got
against you, legal, illegal.

And the manner in which
you were able to cover up

all the shit that you've done.

I'd love to help you but there's
just one small problem.

Yeah? What's that?

I don't have the faintest fucking
clue what you're talking about.

No. No, no,
no, no, no, no.

Emily was gonna extort
you and you found out

and you got your feelings
hurt, so you killed her

and then you framed me for it.

Well, I did not kill Emily,

although I can tell by the conviction
in your voice you think I did.

You know, I just
realized something.

It's so funny.

Emily kidnapped herself,
didn't she? Of course.

I mean, in retrospect, it makes
total sense, doesn't it?

Of course, when you love someone,
you tend to overlook the obvious,

but that's it.
Poor old Emily.

She was testing me to see if I
would bring the money for her.

But she didn't live long
enough to see what I would do.

Pity. Kind of sad
that she involved you, too.

So why did you send that guy to
come intimidate me at the club?

Oh, come on. I have a net
worth of $8.7 billion.

Do I look like a man who would hire
street thugs to do his dirty work?

I never wanted any of this.

[LAUGHING]

Of course you didn't.
I'm sure you didn't.

You're married, and you got
involved with an ex-lover

whom you must have known
wasn't too tightly wrapped,

not playing with a full deck of
cards, as they say, with deep mental

and emotional
disturbances and issues

and all that googly crap
we talk about.

You got involved because
you wanted to shine in court.

Probably fill some gigantic hole

in your dreary, insipid,
lackluster life.

You know, you knew the risks,
but you proceeded anyway.

It rained, and you got wet,
and I have no sympathy.

Now that you are down a rabbit
hole, the only question I have

is how far are you willing
to go to get out?

Like the man said,

"It's better to go too far

than not far enough."

Stalin.

[DIALING]

OPERATOR: 911 operator.
What is your emergency?

- Hello?
- Yeah, look...

Sir? I can't quite hear you.
Can you repeat that?

[ENGINE REVVING]

Motherfucker! Come here!

- Hey.
- Hey, baby-

Charlie.

Everything's gonna
be okay, all right?

Hold on.

Who are you?

Hey! I said who
the fuck are you?

When they find you, you're looking
at three counts of murder one!

That's death in this state!

Something tells me I got a
better lawyer than you.

Why did you kill Emily?

I didn't.
I moved her.

Why?

You really don't know.

Don't you touch her! Hey!

Hey, Charlie, look at me!

[SCREAMS]

BEN: No!

No!

You son of a bitch!
I'm gonna kill you!

[BEN SCREAMING]

Why are you doing this?

How is what I do any different
than what you do, Mr. Cahill?

You think you're a righteous
man but you're not.

You're just confused.

There is no right, no wrong.

[WHIMPERING]

Only what is true.

[CHARLOTTE MOANING]

Die, you fucker! Die!

[GASPING]

Help. We need help.

We need help!

You're gonna be okay, baby.

I'm gonna come back to get you.

Don't leave me, Ben.

Ben.

Sir, are you all right?

Ben. Don't leave me.

"Sir?"

- Is she gonna make it?
BEN: I don't know.

Listen, man, just leave town.
You have to.

Listen, no,
I'm not going anywhere

until I figure out who did this.
Do you hear me?

Now, I've got the laptop from
the guy who tried to kill me.

I'm gonna send you an encrypted file
and I need you to try to decipher it.

Okay. Why?

Because I think I figured
out who did this,

and I just need the proof.

Been reading about you here
in the paper, manhunt.

Fuck you.

- You want some coffee?
- Listen to me.

Is everything all right
here, Mr. Abrams?

Yeah, everything's fine,
Susie, just fine. No.

Thank you for inquiring,
honey. Thank you.

- Let me know if you need me.
- I sure will.

Keep your eye on us, too.

I Will.

You...

You've looked better.

I should fucking
put you in the ground.

Oh, boy, you got evidence
against you, son.

Direct, circumstantial.
It's all over the place, son.

It's just not in your favor.

Oh, I forget, the motive, too.

Why did you do it?

Why did you do this to me?

What? Do what?

I didn't do anything to you.

I killed somebody
because of you.

Oh, no. You did
that on your own.

No. No. You did this to
me, and I can prove it.

- You can prove it?
- I can prove it.

Be my guest.

I didn't kill Emily.

Any good lawyer will tell you
it doesn't matter what is.

It's what "is" looks like.

There was a biker,
a man on a motorcycle,

who tried to bury me
underneath a church.

- Yeah?
- Anyway, I snapped his neck.

You know him?

I've never heard of him, no.

No, I think you do
because you hired him.

Unfortunately for you,
this guy also kept

a very detailed expense report on his
laptop, just like an accountant.

See, I got a tech guy who was
able to trace the accountant

right back to you.

- I smell a blackmail here.
- Oh.

Yeah, is that what you're doing?
Blackmailing me?

You think I'm blackmailing you?

Why the fuck
would I blackmail you?

Listen, never bullshit
a bullshitter, son.

You know how I built
my reputation?

How did you build
your reputation?

Breaking down every
crooked banker

and CEO sociopath this side
of the Mason-Dixon,

bullshitting me
every day of the week.

You know, I do the wrong thing for
the right reasons just like you.

Who do you think you'll be
without your reputation?

Reputation, Mr. Cahill,
is an idle impression,

is "oft got without merit,
lost without deserving."

There's some
Shakespeare for you.

- Yeah.
- Can you handle it?

I'll take care of my reputation.

What's gonna really bog us down
now, buddy is you thinking,

having the audacity

and the profound ignorance to
think you can take me down.

We got company.

The State of Louisiana
from 1979 till now,

has executed 659 criminals,
some of them guilty,

with eight waiting in line,
queued up, ready to go next.

I'm waiting
for you to join them.

BEN: My profound ignorance
uncovered something.

You been working with Arthur
Denning the whole time,

taking bribes, throwing
cases for him for years.

And now he's hanging you
out to dry.

You are done.

I'm gonna crucify you
and you know it.

You sure you want to play
this game with me?

You should probably run while
you still have a chance.

Fuck you.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

You're in my church now,
and I suggest you leave it.

Mr. Abrams.

George. Hey, George...

Keep your hands on the table.

What's going on?

Well, you're not gonna give
me a manicure, are you?

Now, on the table.

CHARLES: Well, this is embarrassing
for both of us, I think.

I will crucify you.
Believe me, I will.

Enjoy your pen.

Go ahead, motherfucker!

Mr. Abrams, I need you
to put that down!

Didn't know I had that
in me, did you? Oh.

Put it on the ground
and back away from the weapon.

Oh, it has come
to this, hasn't it?

It has come to this.

You do the wrong thing
for the right reasons.

You stretch yourself

beyond the limits.

You want to see a man
ain't got no limits?

You're going to jail.

Criminals go to jail.

I'm sorry about this, 'cause...

I don't like this kind of thing.

Please pardon the theatrics.

[GUNSHOT]

I'm not gonna stand by and watch
this settlement fall apart!

If we don't find him, a lot
of people gonna get hurt.

- Understand?
ARTHUR: I understand, Charles.

You having second thoughts?

I'm dying.

I know that.

Why'd you ever come work for me?

I agreed to work for you

because I thought you and
I wanted the same thing,

the truth.

There's no truth in the law.

Everybody lies.

Stop searching for it.

Ain't gonna find it, so...

Neither will you.

BEN: I'm gonna miss
you, too, Dougie.

Yep. Yeah.

Look, look, it's not like we're
moving to China, all right?

We're just moving
a couple hours away.

How about we FaceTime on the
weekends? How's that sound?

All right. You're a good man,
Dougie. I'll see you later.

- Hey.
- Hey.

What's wrong?

I'm gonna ask you this one time,

and I need you
to tell me the truth.

Okay.

Why does this smell
like Emily's perfume?

I mean, you don't
even wear perfume.

It was an accident.

I went to confront Emily,

and she was weird.
She was high...

and she slapped me.

And I was so mad
at her... and you.

The guy in the church, he knew.

In the back of your mind, I
thought that you knew, too.

I pushed her.
She fell.

Her head hit the table
and she didn't get up.

I could have helped her,

but I didn't help her
because I thought that if she...

If her heart stopped beating,

then mine would stop hurting.

It kind of did.

It's okay.

It's just us.

Well, we've got a busy day
ahead of us tomorrow.

I'm gonna finish packing.