Body of Proof (2011–2013): Season 3, Episode 12 - Breakout - full transcript

(Tony Orlando & Dawn)
♪ ...Ribbon round

♪ the ole oak tree
♪ the ole oak tree

♪ bus driver, please look for me ♪

♪ 'cause I couldn't bear
to see what I might see ♪

♪ I'm really still in prison

♪ and my love...

Hey, man. How about something
from this century?

What the hell? Yeah, you.

This music sucks.

♪ To set me free

(Volume increases)
♪ I wrote and told her please



♪ whoa, tie a yellow ribbon
♪ tie a ribbon round the ole oak tree ♪

♪ round the oak ole tree
♪ tie a ribbon round the ole oak tree ♪

♪ it's been three long years

♪ do you still want me?
♪ still want me

♪ if I don't see a ribbon
round the ole oak tree ♪

♪ I'll stay on the bus,
forget about us ♪

(Lock clicks)

(Grunting)

Hey! Get off of him!

(Grunting continues)

Get back in your seat. Now!

Pull over.

(Tires squealing)

(Loud thud)



(Squealing continues)

(Pants)

We gotta move, man.

- (Man) Just throw me the key.
- Be quiet, man.

- Come on!
- What about the driver?

He's out, Riley.

- (Man) Come on, man! Come on, you guys.
- Just us, guys.

(Metal clangs)

(Moans)

(Grunts)

(Gunshots)

(Groans)

(Gunshots)

This is C.O. Davis.
I have an officer down.

Requesting immediate
medical assistance and backup.

There's an escaped fugitive
on the loose...

armed and dangerous.

I repeat, armed and dangerous.

(Sirens wailing)

(Police radio chatter)

Robert Riley is a convicted murderer.

We need to bring him back in.

We can start by tracking down
all his ties on the outside.

Now the marshals, they got
border patrol and airports.

We got trains and buses.

But I want somebody to contact
the Transit Authority.

Let 'em know we want Riley's picture

plastered on every station in the city.

Hi, Dr. Hunt.

Did you see that?

She completely dissed me.

You just gotta get to know her.

Well, that's pretty difficult
when she hardly speaks to me.

Hey.

What are you doing here?

Kate sent me.
(Exhales)

Apparently your latest
medicolegal investigator quit...

again.

I was really starting to like him.

Really? Because he told me
that you assessed his abilities

as being slightly below
that of a trained monkey.

So I heard you worked
Riley's original murder case.

Yep. Put him away once.

Happy to do it again.

That's Oscar Ramirez, his cell mate.

Possible accomplice on the escape.

(Radio chatter continues)

This guy's alive.

Medic! 5 milliliters epinephrine.

Get me a C.P.R. mask. Now!

How could the medics miss this?

Blood loss made his pulse
almost nonexistent.

He still has electrical
activity in his body.

(Blows air)

(Gasps)

(Sighs)

(Gasps)

Get an I.V. with fluids in him.

Get him to Northeast General, now!

(Siren wailing)
Whoa. Whoa. Hold on a sec, guys. Hold on.

(Oscar) What...

what happened?

Listen, Mr. Ramirez,
you're headed back to prison

with a few additional charges.

But if you want to help yourself,

maybe you can tell me
where Riley's headed?

Out of state? Out of country?

Riley's not goin' nowhere.

What are you talking about?

He's got some scores to settle.

(Laughs)

♪

Body Of Proof 3x12 - Breakout
Original air date May 14, 2013

Meet Emmett and Caroline Harrington.

(Megan) The Harringtons are one of

the wealthiest families in the city...

Philly main line, old money,
banking industry.

But all Emmett's money couldn't
buy Caroline's happiness.

She had an affair with a man
from a much lower tax bracket.

(Megan) Our fugitive Robert Riley.

He was working on their house
as a contractor

when he and Caroline started up.

Right under her husband's nose
for about two months.

Then according to a witness,

she tried to break off
the relationship with Riley.

And as a response, he did that.

(Megan) Stabbed her
with his wallboard saw.

Two staff members
testified at the trial.

One of them to motive,

and the other one
actually saw the crime.

(Megan) At the autopsy,

I found Riley's fingerprints on her body

and his D.N.A. under Caroline's nails.

She tried to fight him off.

Now Riley's looking for payback.

We're contacting all the likely targets,

putting them under police protection...

Emmett Harrington, the D.A.,

the two witnesses
who testified against him,

and you.

Consider me contacted.

You will have a police escort
to and from work

until Riley is caught.

As long as it doesn't
get in the way of my job.

(Cell phone rings)

(Beeps) Megan, listen to him.

Sullivan.

On my way.
(Beep)

What?

Riley's already started.

(Door opens)

(Sirens whoop and wail)

(Car doors close)

(Police radio chatter)

So the victim's name was Marcus Webb.

He was the driver...

Harrington's chauffeur.

He testified at the trial

that Riley threatened to kill Caroline.

Why does it always feel like
we're working her crime scene?

It's not mine. It's his.

(Tommy) Who found the body?

(Adam) They couldn't reach him by phone,

so uniforms were dispatched.

They saw a window broken.
There was blood on the glass.

So they're running it against Riley now.

Appears to be a single G.S.W.

to the upper right chest.
(Camera shutter clicking)

No exit.

Signs of struggle, defensive wounds.

So where are we on protecting
the other targets?

Well, we're still looking for,

uh, the main witness
against Riley... Brad Carter.

He, um...
(Clicking continues)

he moved. No change of address.

Otherwise, the D.A.,

Emmett Harrington are under protection,

and we've got, uh, another officer

looking after your old flame here.

Old flame?

(Radio chatter continues)

Wait. You and, uh...

You didn't say anything.

Because it's ancient history
and it's nobody's business,

especially Junior's.

Junior's?
(Chuckles)

(Tommy) I'm sorry.
(Sighs)

It just came up.

I didn't think that Junior

would be stupid enough to mention it.

Of course.

Dr. Hunt, I don't know what to say.

Good, because we're not
talking about it. Do your job.

Which reminds me,

it's not that I don't mind doing the job

your medicolegal investigator
should be doing...

Which means you do mind.

No, just wondering when
you're gonna hire somebody

that you don't fire or make quit.

When I find somebody who's
slightly above trained monkey.

And right now, you're
the only one who fits the bill.

I think that was a compliment.

Hey, what is it?

Get a swab of that.

Tell the lab to rush the results.

(Indistinct conversations)

Please inform my escort that
I want to go back to the M.E.O.

And don't keep me waiting.

(Woman) Dr. Murphy,

the D.A. is here to see you.

Give us a minute, would you?

Yes, sir.

Dan, I can assure you that my department

is doing everything we can
to get Riley back behind bars.

Try again.

Excuse me?

You'll have to do better than that

when you talk to Emmett Harrington.

Personally, I'd go with empathy.

That's why you're here, to tell
me I'm meeting with Harrington?

He wants assurances
that we will recapture

the man who killed his wife.

Assurances from me?

A successful congressional campaign

can cost millions of dollars.

I want you on Harrington's radar.

- I'm not sure how I feel about that.
- Meaning?

Meaning it doesn't matter
how much money Harrington has,

helping to catch Riley is my job.

And all your doing is
making sure Emmett knows that.

2:00, his house.

Dan...

Why do you want to run for office?

To be in a position to do
more good than I can now.

Exactly.

For the right reasons.

And this is how it's done.

(People speaking indistinctly)

That guy is supposed to be
protecting me from Riley?

I feel safer being guarded by you.

Thank you.

That one...

not a compliment.

Hmm.

(Inhales deeply)

(Exhales)

One projectile.

Appears to be a .45...

same caliber as the gun
that Riley took off the guard.

I read up on his case.
(Bullet clatters)

You know, Robert Riley's record
was spotless his entire life

till Caroline broke his heart.

Love can bring out the worst in people.

(Door opens)

Why did the crime lab call me
to pick up your trace report?

Because I was busy.

And I wasn't?

Apparently not.
(Scoffs)

Thank you.

Mm-hmm.

Hmm. That was antibacterial cream.

On the wounds of a gunshot victim.

That's crazy.

Doesn't make sense.

Why would Riley kill him
and then dress his wounds?

(Keypad beeps, phone rings)

(Line clicks)

(Tommy) Detective Sullivan.
Leave a message.

(Voice mail beeps)

Tommy.

Why aren't you picking up?

I need to talk to you
about the Riley case, now.

(Tires squeal)

(Alarm chirps)

Don't move.
(Clicks)

I don't want to hurt you, Dr. Hunt.

Then how about putting down that gun?

Just...
(Sighs)

hear me out.

(Sighs)
Please.

I need your help.

With what?

Proving that I didn't kill Caroline.

Why me? I testified against you.

But you were the only one
that was honest

about the evidence as you saw it.

Everyone else in that courtroom
had an agenda.

Which was what?

Framing me for Caroline's murder.

Emmett Harrington found out

that his wife and I
were having an affair,

and he killed her and he framed me.

And both witnesses lied.

Why didn't you bring this up at trial?

No one would believe a guy like me

over a man like Harrington.

But today, I finally got Marcus Webb

to tell me the truth.

Yeah, what's that?

That Emmett Harrington paid him

to make up that story about
Caroline breaking up with me.

This would all be
a lot easier to believe...

if you hadn't just killed Marcus Webb.

Hey.

(Pants)

Wait.

Wait. What...
(Pants)

Mar... Marcus Webb is dead?

The police are under the impression

that you broke in and shot him.

No, I... look, I did... I didn't shoot him.

So it's not your blood
we found on the window?

I broke in,

and, yes, it got physical,

but that was the only way
I could get Marcus

to admit that he lied on the stand.

But I... I swear to God,
I didn't shoot him.

And I didn't kill him.

And I didn't kill Caroline.

(Sighs)
I loved her.

And I would do nothing to hurt her.

But Harrington took her away.

He took everything away from me,

including the last four years
of my life.

You gotta believe me, Dr. Hunt.

(Exhales deeply)

(Police radio chatter)

Please.

(Sighs)

(Radio chatter continues)

(Door opens)

(Siren wailing)

(Tommy) You know, for a smart woman,

you can be pretty damn stupid sometimes.

You left alone.

You walked right into Riley's hands.

He says he didn't kill her. He was set up.
(Camera shutter clicking)

By who, the one-armed man?

Tell me you're not buying this.

I'm not buying anything.

I'm asking questions.

I found antibacterial cream
on Webb's wounds.

Great. Set the man free.

Just hear me out, okay?

Riley admits that he assaulted Webb,

but he didn't kill him,

which makes for
a more sensible timeline.

What if Riley fights with him, leaves,

Webb tends to his wounds,

the real killer of Caroline
shows up, shoots him?

Or maybe Riley had a change of heart,

came back, and shot Webb himself.

If he's so innocent, what's he
doing there in the first place?

According to him, both witnesses
lied on the stand,

and he got Webb to admit

that Emmett Harrington
paid him for his testimony.

Yeah, but you yourself said
Riley's D.N.A. and fingerprints

were on Caroline's body.

Yeah, those might have come
from the romantic relationship

and not from the struggle.

He might not be the killer we think.

Or he could be just using you.

But we can't back up
any of his accusations

- because Webb is dead.
- I know. It's a problem,

which is why I want you to look into

any large payments that both
witnesses might have received.

Yeah. Listen,
I'm a little busy right now

protecting people
from a violent fugitive.

But I know what this is all about.

You worked the original case.

Kind of afraid you messed up.

(Camera shutter clicks)

(Police radio chatter)

Witnesses lie.

Evidence doesn't.

(Camera shutter clicks)

I need to look at Caroline's body again.

(Radio chatter continues)

(Camera shutter clicks)

(Man) When Caroline was killed,
it was a very difficult time.

Now with Riley out there...

I can only imagine
what you must be feeling.

We saw the news.

Marcus Webb was shot?

I'm afraid so, yes.

Oh, he was one of my chauffeurs
for almost ten years.

A good man, dead...

(Huffs)
all because of Riley.

They need to find him

before he hurts somebody else.

Stacey, I'm sure Dr. Murphy
is well aware

of the urgency.

I can assure both of you

that my department
will be working nonstop

along with every law enforcement
agency in the city

to make sure that Riley's recaptured.

And once he is, he will never
see the light of day again.

(Woman) - Ma'am? Ma'am, excuse me.
(Megan) - Thank you. I'm fine.

I can find my own way.

(Door closes)
Megan.

Uh, Mr. and Mrs. Harrington,
this is Dr. Megan Hunt.

- Hello. - She's the primary
pathologist on the Marcus Webb case.

Yes, and I don't know if you recall,

but I was the medical examiner
at Robert Riley's trial.

Yes, Dr. Hunt. My pleasure.

I'm sorry for the intrusion, but...

because of Riley's escape,

the identity of Caroline's killer

has been called into question.

You're saying Robert Riley
might be innocent?

- That's not what she's saying.
- That's exactly what I'm saying.

I would like to reopen Caroline's case,

and to do that,
I would need your permission

to exhume her body.

Absolutely not.

(Police radio chatter)

I thought you were trying
to capture Caroline's killer,

not desecrate her grave.

I will treat her with respect,

I assure you.

I just want to make sure
that justice was served,

as I'm sure you do also.

Robert Riley was and is guilty,

end of story.

Is there any reason
you wouldn't want her exhumed?

You are way out of line.

Dr. Murphy, I don't know what game

your office is playing here,
but it needs to end, right now.

My sincere apologies,

to both of you.

Harrington's probably already
on the phone with the D.A.

What the hell were you thinking,

waltzing into this house

and harassing the victim's husband?

You come to me first.

I heard you were here.
Two birds, one stone.

(Sighs)
How about you just concentrate

on doing your job, all right?

Job? And what exactly was your job here?

This is about your
political career, isn't it?

Harrington could be
a big booster for you.

I am not the issue here.

Riley was right.
Everybody's got an agenda.

Riley?

I spoke to him.

You did what?

He claims that Harrington
murdered Caroline,

and I'm beginning to believe it's true.

Did you see his reaction
to exhuming her body?

You'd think he'd want to know
who really killed his wife.

He already knows. Riley did, all right?

The man's trying to move on
with his life.

Or he killed her and framed Riley.

Did you see that wife of his?
(Sighs)

Sure didn't take him long
to trade in for the new model,

did it?

I need to exhume that body.

Stop. All right? Just stop.

No, I am not gonna stop...
(Cell phone ringing)

until I find out for sure
who killed Caroline.

Great. It's the D.A.
(Beeps)

I'll deal with you later.

(Cell phone rings and beeps)

Yo, Tommy. What's up?

(Tommy) Finally dug up a current
address on Brad Carter.

Oh, the other witness.
(Pen clicks)

He's doing better
than the first, I hope.

I'm heading over to his place
on Penrose and 19th.

You got eyes on Megan?

Yeah, she just went in

to, uh, Emmett Harring... whoa. Hey.

I have a couple of questions
for Mr. Carter myself.

You know what? Uh, Dr. Hunt...

That's really not a...
that's not a good idea.

You'd rather I meet you there?

So you and Tommy, uh, working together

after all those years...

Wild, right?

Uh, what about your daughter, uh, Lacey?

How's she doing?

All right. You know what?

We're gonna be working together,

so doesn't it make sense
to get to know each other?

(Sighs)

That's a $5,000 watch.

On your salary?

Rich girlfriend or rich parents?

You tried to wash off
the club stamp from last night,

but I can still see it,
and no guy with a girlfriend

goes to a club on a Wednesday night,

so I'm gonna go with rich parents.

The question is,

why would somebody who comes
from money become a cop?

Act of rebellion or reaction
to trauma, which is it?

Well, you know, maybe
the watch is a knockoff.

It's not.

All right, you know, I... I thought

that you were giving me a hard time

because I work with Tommy,
but that's not the case, is it?

No, you expect everyone
who flies around your airspace

to bend over backwards
in serving your agenda.

Well, you know what? It's not my style.

I'm a detective. You're an M.E.

That means I work with you.
I don't work for you.

Lacey's doing great.

Thanks for asking.

(Vehicle approaches)

(Door opens)

(Engine turns off)

Uh...
(Chuckles) Tommy, uh...

Yeah, uh, hey, I told her
it was a bad idea, Tommy.

- And yet, she's here.
- Listen, she got in the car

when you were talking
to me on the phone.

Mr. Carter, nice to see you again.

How you doing'?

How you doin'?

I'm detective Sullivan from Philly P.D.

- This is detective Lucas.
- Hey.

Yeah, I got your message
about Robert Riley.

Am I in any sort of danger?

(Tommy) Well, we just want to
put you under surveillance

until he's apprehended
and returned to custody.

Or until the right man's apprehended.

The right man? Wh... what does she mean?

You're just gonna have to excuse her.

Detective Lucas,
could you take him inside,

explain to him the few steps?

Yeah. So, uh, we're gonna be
positioning a man

outside your house at all times.

It's Riley. Watch out!

Riley, stop the truck, now!

(Gunshot)
No, Tommy!

What the hell are you doing?!

(Tires squeal)

(Engine revs, tires squeal)

So the, uh, truck was stolen, obviously.

The, uh, the make, model, plate
number have been broadcast.

Search grids are being set up.

I mean, every available eye in the city

is looking for this guy.

Nice work, Adam.

All right.

(Police radio chatter)

Do you have any idea how close I came

to throwing your ass in jail
for obstruction of justice?

So many things could've gone wrong.

- What you did was inexcusable...
- But it didn't.

Reckless, irresponsible.

Never, ever again.

Wait. Wait.

(People speaking indistinctly)

Brad Carter lied on the stand,
and I can prove it.

(Radio chatter continues)

(Brad) 36.

(Police radio chatter)

16. Why am I doing this?

What does this have to do with anything?

Good question.

You'll know in a minute.

What number do you see?

(People speaking indistinctly)

(Chuckles)
That's a trick question.

There's no number there.

Mr. Carter...

that little micromovement in your eye,

it's called a nystagmus.

It's often associated
with color blindness.

Four years ago, you testified

that you saw a man wearing a red shirt

matching Robert Riley's description

running from
the Harringtons' guest house

with blood on it.

How'd you know it was a red shirt

if that color isn't even
in your visual spectrum?

(Radio chatter continues)

Did you perjure yourself, Mr. Carter?

I think I need to talk to a lawyer.

If you're covering for Harrington,

it would be in your
best interest to talk to us now.

I was under the impression
that when I asked for a lawyer,

you people stop talking.

(Radio chatter continues)

Maybe Harrington
did get to these witnesses.

Still doesn't prove
Riley's innocent, though.

I need to see Caroline's body again.

(Indistinct conversations)

So I got a question for you
about the Riley case.

Shoot.

What do you think is worse,

the fact that you almost shot
an innocent man

or that Megan was the one
who stopped you?

Very funny.

Just because our witness is color-blind

doesn't mean Riley's off the hook.

No, but this might.

What's this?

Our color-blind witness' bank account.

A 6-figure deposit was made
a few weeks after the trial.

Way to bury the lead.

What about the other witness?

Same thing.

It's a possible payment for testimony.

The money come from Harrington?

Not sure.

Wire transfer was made from the Caymans.

I gotta contact over at D.C.I.
who owes me a favor.

I'm gonna give him a call.

- Oh, hey. I was just wondering.
- Yeah.

Are you gonna send Megan an apology card

or do you think flowers
are the way to go?

You finished?

'Cause I got actual
real police work to do here.

(Indistinct conversations)

You want to exhume Caroline Harrington?

Are you serious?

We can prove perjury.

Because he may have
misidentified the color red?

He clearly lied.

Or just misspoke about a shirt.

He still saw Riley
fleeing the murder scene.

Well, how do you explain the money?

What money?

My partner and I did
some digging in the financials.

2 months after the trial,
Brad Carter got $100,000

from an offshore account

that I traced back to Emmett Harrington,

same as the dead witness.

Are you sure about this?

Yes.

The Harrington name carries more
weight than you may realize.

Once you turn this rock over,
you may not put it back.

(Megan) Excuse me.

What about the Philadelphia
Medical Examiner's Office?

Doesn't that name carry any weight?

Robert Riley went to prison

because Emmett Harrington
gamed the system,

and we should've caught it.

I should've caught it.

(Kate) Dan, I appreciate your advice.

I do, but given what they've turned up,

I only have one choice.

(Whispers)
It's all clear.

(Lowered voice)
Let's get in and get out

before she sees us.

(Curtis) Yeah, put it on the desk.

- Now let's go.
- Okay.

What are you doing in my office?

(Normal voice) - Just leaving.
(Normal voice) - Uh, good night.

You just put something on my desk.

Did I?

See you tomorrow, Megan.

Hold on. Hold on.

(Paper rustles)

This is the signed exhumation order

for Caroline Harrington's body.

We've gotta call the funeral home, now.

Tomorrow!

(Exhales)
Tomorrow,

because the cemetery
is dangerous at night.

I think what Ethan meant to say is,

with all the hours he's been
putting in as M.I.,

Kate probably wouldn't approve
of all the additional overtime.

So we won't ask Kate. Come on.

(Pants)
No, we... we can't. We...

we've got tickets tonight
to "Raiders Of The Lost Ark."

It's a revival at Center City.

It's Imax.

70-millimeter print.

Oh! Oh, okay.

So it's okay?

Yeah.

Okay, let's go.

Watching Harrison Ford outrun a rock

is infinitely more important

than overturning
a wrongful murder conviction.

It's not like an innocent man's
freedom is at stake or anything.

You go. Go have fun.

Okay. Let's... let's go have fun. Let's...

On second thought, we can skip it.

Traitor.

(Crickets chirping)

(Curtis) What exactly are we
looking for on this body?

(Megan) Something
I missed before, anything.

Ah, spider! Spider!

- Oh, boy. (Scoffs)
- Oh, God.

That's a domestic beetle.

He doesn't want a thing to do with you.

He's looking to chow down
on some dead Harri...

oh, hell. Flesh.

Damn it. Open it now, please.

Open it.

(Curtis) Ohh.

The casket was supposed to be airtight.

Yeah? Well, it looks
compromised, doesn't it?

So much for new evidence, huh?

So much for any evidence.

We better find something

before the police find Riley.

So I put my reputation
on the line to exhume this body,

and it turns out there's barely a body.

Please tell me you have a plan.

The plan is to do the best we can.

This woman didn't get justice
four years ago.

Let's not fail her today.

"Cause of death..."

"exsanguination due to"

"a penetrating sharp-force trauma"

"with transection
of the ascending aorta."

Blade entered between
second intercostal space,

chipping an interior rib.

Huh.

The posterior ribs weren't visible

during the first autopsy due to
the soft overlaying tissue.

So the beetles actually helped
give us a clear view.

What is that?

The original X-ray didn't pick it up,

so it must be the same density as bone.

Blended right in with her ribs.

Dr. Murphy, I believe this falls under

your area of expertise.

Honed edge. Looks like
it broke off something.

(People speaking indistinctly)

Yeah. This isn't human bone.

It's got tubules
instead of haversian canals.

That means it's from a tusk.

As in ivory?

Mm. And it's coated
with some kind of resin.

Coated with resin, sharpened edge...

it's a knife.

It's a fragment of the murder weapon.

Riley supposedly used
a wallboard saw made of steel.

But the real killer
used an ivory blade...

(Sighs)
for the initial stab.

And then put Riley's saw
in the wound track

to frame him.

(Scoffs)

We had a piece of the murder weapon

right in front of us...

and I missed it.

Megan, nobody could've seen that.

Yeah? Try telling that to the guy

who's been in prison for four years.

We can't change the past.

No.

But we can set the record straight,

and that means nailing Harrington.

All right.

Well, his living room
looked like a museum.

I mean, an ivory knife
would fit right in.

I doubt he would open
his doors to us again

without a warrant.

You know, the D.A. golfs with
half the judges in Philly.

I could call him, see if
he can expedite the process.

(Police radio chatter)

The man who killed Caroline's
on the loose,

and you want to search my house?

Shouldn't be a problem

unless you have something to hide.

What are you looking for?

A murder weapon.

(Radio chatter continues)

(Police radio chatter)

(Latch tinkles)

(Radio chatter continues)

This is the knife that killed Caroline...

your knife.

Mr. Harrington, you need
to come with me for questioning.

That's absurd.

I refuse.

Then I'll arrest you. It's your choice.

Stacey, call my lawyer.

You're gonna lose your job over this.

Harrington isn't talking.

Can we put the knife in his hands?

Possibly.

The crime lab pried off the hilt

and found some dried blood.

Here.

Yeah, but is it Caroline's

or did Harrington nick himself
when he stabbed her?

Well, only the D.N.A. test will tell.

- You need to stop what you're doing
immediately. - Why?

Harrington's attorney got
the knife evidence revoked.

That's impossible. How?

Our warrant encompassed
his legal residence,

which technically,
is his house in Florida.

(Scoffs)

We never had a right to enter the house,

so anything found on our search
is inadmissible.

Apparently, the richer you are,
the more justice you can afford.

Mm-hmm.

Wasn't your buddy Dan
helping you with this?

Yeah.

Guess it's pretty obvious
who he really helped.

(People speaking indistinctly)

Call the lab, tell them
the blood on that knife...

top priority.

- But Kate just told...
- I don't care.

(Cell phone rings)

(Sighs)

(Ring)

(Rings and beeps)

Megan Hunt.

(Riley) What happened with Harrington?

- Riley.
- The news report said

he's being released from police custody.

Yeah.

His attorney found a loophole.

So he goes free

- and my conviction stands?
- For now.

Just hold on for a little longer.

I've held on long enough.

He's already taken everything from me.

Don't do anything you're gonna regret.

Justice will be served...

one way or the other.

Riley.

(Exhales)

(Indistinct conversations)

Tactical unit's in position.
We're going in.

(Man) You go around back
with the locals.

(Woman) Left side!

(Police radio chatter)

(Cell phone rings)

(Rings and beeps)

Not a good time, Ethan.

You're gonna want to hear what
I have to say. I promise.

Listen. I just got the D.N.A.
report on the knife.

How do you live with yourself?

Can't we just talk
about this like reasonable men?

Riley!

Step away from Mr. Harrington
and drop your gun!

Stay back.
(Pants)

I'll pull the trigger.

No! Riley, no.

(Panting)

Riley, don't do this.

This isn't you. I know it's not you.

You're not a killer.

I'll shoot him. I will.

He's gotten away with this long enough.

You don't understand.

He did not kill Caroline.

Yes, he did!

No, I have proof.

No.

(Inhales)
No, you're bluffing.

Riley.

Riley, look at me. Look at me.

You came to me.

You asked for my help

because I was honest.

I am telling you the truth.

- There isn't any more time.
- No!

Don't!
(Pants)

Please.

Robert...

I believed in you.

I believed in you when nobody else did.

And I'm asking you right now...

believe me.

(Mouths word)

Okay.

(Exhales)
Okay.

(Sets gun down)

(Man) All right. Get down. Do not move.

(Man) Put your hands behind your back.

(Handcuffs clicking)

(Men speaking indistinctly)

(Exhales)

(Man) Come on.

(Indistinct conversations)

(Police radio chatter)

(Emmett) Thank you
for what you did in there.

It was artful.

Yeah, I was wrong about you.

You really didn't kill your wife.

The D.N.A. on the knife
showed two distinct samples.

One was Caroline's, and...

the other was female.

(Engine starts)

That belonged to you. Am I correct?

(Chuckles)

(Scoffs)
There you go again.

As soon as you redeem yourself,

you go and make ridiculous accusations.

I don't know about ridiculous,
but four years ago,

somebody used one of your accounts

to give all the witnesses
in Riley's trial

$100,000 each.

What?

Are you sure?

(Megan) We figured, since you
were his assistant then,

you had access to that account.

Honey, please tell them
you didn't do it.

(People speaking indistinctly)

Stacey?

That's okay.

That's fine. We'll...

get ahold of the checks,
look at the signatures,

run them for trace,

and that should lead us to...

who, do you think?

Say something.

Stacey!

Caroline wasn't faithful to you,

but I knew that
you would never leave her.

But...

you... you didn't kill her?

She didn't love you the way that I do.

(Handcuffs jangle)

(Handcuffs clicking)

But I did it for you.

I did it for you.

(Police radio chatter)

So she killed Marcus, too?

You're sure?

We found the gun in Stacey's car.

She framed Riley for Caroline's
murder four years ago,

then used his escape
to tie up loose ends,

let him take the blame.

(Huffs)
I keep going over and over...

Every interaction, every...

conversation.

The woman who did those things

is not the woman I married.

She... she can't be.

Well, she went to great lengths

to cover her crimes.

By my side the whole time.

When Caroline died,

Stacey was there to pick up the pieces.

I thought she was my...

my second chance.

But it was all lies...

wasn't it?

I'm very sorry for your loss,
Mr. Harrington.

Both of them.

(Sighs)

Thank you, Dr. Murphy.

I have a feeling that
our paths will cross again.

(Blows air)

Great work, Kate.

You helped exonerate an innocent man

and uncovered the true culprit.

I really think that should become

part of your campaign narrative.

Oh, of course you do.

Talk about it more at dinner?

Oh, thanks, but not tonight.

I've got some work to catch up on.

If you say so.

O... one second. I...

just wanted to clear
one thing up with you.

(Sighs)
The warrant for Emmett's house,

the one you helped push through...

did you know
it's not his legal residence?

(Inhales deeply)

I think what matters most here
is that, in the end,

a killer was brought to justice.

Without sacrificing any of
your lucrative friendships.

Good night, Kate.

(Siren wailing)

(Elevator bell dings)

(People speaking indistinctly)

(Speaks indistinctly)

So what are you doing here?

I just... I dropped off my report.

In person?

You're waiting for Riley.

The funeral home's going to
inter Caroline's body next week,

and... I just thought
he might want to know.

Mm.

I owe him that.

You proved the guy's innocence.

Your debt is paid and then some.

You need to forgive yourself, Megan.

(Chuckles)

Yeah.

That's not exactly my strong suit.

Yeah, I noticed.

I didn't get to go to her funeral.

I'm sure there's a lot of things

you didn't get to do
the last four years.

I had way too much time

to go over and over what happened...

the choices that I made.

Caroline and I didn't get together

under the best circumstances...

If only we'd done everything
above board...

Robert,

you have to stop blaming yourself.

(Crying)

I... I don't know if I can.

But thank you.

Oh.

Don't thank me.

Caroline is the one
that had the evidence

that led to your exoneration.

She'd been holding on to it
for four years,

waiting to tell her story,

and I am just grateful that

I finally was able to hear it.

I hope that you both...

can move on.