Frequency (2016–2017): Season 1, Episode 11 - Negative Copy - full transcript
My name is
detective Raimy Sullivan.
My father was killed in 1996.
Last night...
- Wq2yv...
- Hello?
- Hey.
- I spoke to him.
- Your father?
- Dad?
So you're telling me
that in 20 years
I'm gonna be on the job
with my daughter?
No. You die tomorrow.
Dad survived,
but saving his life
changed everything.
We've ID'd the remains
from the marsh.
I'm sorry, Raimy. It's your mom.
The most wanted serial killer
in New York took my mom.
Now, whatever we do,
however we try to fix things,
history keeps changing.
Your name is Daniel Lawrence.
How do you know my name?
I'm your girlfriend.
I've never been to Queens,
and I don't know you.
I'm sorry.
All I want is
to get back what I lost.
Previously on FREQUENCY...
I'm supposed to go in there
and just clean this place out.
It'll look like he took
the money and skipped town,
just like he did today.
I found Meghan's mom.
She was buried
in Deacon Joe's house.
Deacon Joe is the Nightingale.
Now I'm gonna kill him.
Frank, where are you?
Raimy left her clarinet
in your car.
Please call me.
[Tires squealing,
glass shattering]
It's been 20 years.
- We got him, Raim.
- Drop the gun!
And I want to be standing
right next to you
when you slap the cuffs
on that son of a bitch.
This is for your mom.
We need to cover our tracks
here...
We got one of our own.
All right?
All right.
Good to see you.
Hey.
You all right?
Raimy, look at me.
Look at me.
We're gonna figure
this out, okay?
Yeah.
Sure.
It's all...
It's all gonna be fine.
Is the body still there?
Yeah, the coroner's
finishing up now.
It's gonna be fine.
Hey.
I know she's like family,
but ia wants her cordoned off
until they decide
if it's a good shooting or not.
But we are gonna make sure
that it is, right?
This is theNightingale
we're talking about here.
I don't know, satch.
I'm getting a lot
of incriminating
witness statements.
Nightingale or not,
we all got to play
by the rules here.
Why is the body
still there, dad?
Why is the body still there?
*FREQUENCY*
Season 01 Episode 11
"Negative Copy"
Precisely Synchronized by srjanapala
Oh, no.
Okay, peanut, I'll meet you
inside, okay?
Hey.
Hi.
Oh, my God.
What happened?
Listen to me, I'm fine.
Are you okay?
I'm fine.
It's a long story, okay?
Here, let me see.
Let me see.
Hey, hey, I'm okay.
Just... I'm so... so sorry
about the clarinet, okay?
I'm sorry.
How was... how was the recital?
She borrowed
a clarinet from her teacher.
She did great, but what...
let me see this.
Good, good.
You want to tell me
what's going on?
I had theNightingale tonight.
Okay.
What does that mean?
You...
You had him in your trunk?
We got hit,
and he got out.
He's out there?
Shh!
No one can know this, okay?
- Why?
- Because they can't, all right?
And don't say anything
about the car either,
because I got to...
I got to get it fixed,
and I don't even know how
I'm gonna do that.
Frank, frank, frank,
you're freaking me out, okay?
What... what were you gonna do?
Come on, Jules, don't...
don't make me say it.
Were you gonna kill him?
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Jules, you don't understand...
oh, my God, you can't...
I don't have a choice
right now, I swear to God,
if I did...
- you don't?
- You don't have a choice?
No, I don't have
any evidence to arrest him,
and nobody... nobody knows
who he is except for me.
- Except you?
- Except for me.
- That is crazy. That's insane.
- No, it's...
Tell someone.
I... you don't understand.
- Explain it to me.
- I can't.
I've tried.
Why? Why, is it... is it because of...
of... the ham? Is that it?
Because we've been down
this road before.
Jules, if I say anything
else to you,
it's gonna make it worse, okay?
So I can't explain it to you.
I can't, except...
except... the Nightingale...
he knows who you are, Jules.
He knows who I am.
If there's one thing
that I know about him is,
he's not gonna stop.
So this right here, Jules,
this is the only way
that I can truly make sure
that you're safe,
so you got to... you...
you got to trust me right now.
Okay? You just have to.
What if you're wrong?
I'm not.
Here, I want you
to take this, okay?
You remember how to use it?
There is really no other choice.
[The lighthouse and
the whaler's ♪ we are infinite♪]
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How you holding up?
Aces.
Tired. Just need to go home.
I'm afraid that's not possible
right now.
I'm sorry.
la's decided to take the case.
They're calling it a bad shoot.
It wasn't supposed
to go down like this.
Now, I know the deputy
on the scene took your gun.
I got to take your badge.
It's important that you
make it clear that the suspect
was reaching for his gun,
and that fearing for your safety
and the safety of those
around you,
you defended yourself
and shot him.
I mean, do it in your own words,
but keep it boilerplate.
Detective Sullivan,
Lieutenant Cynthia Barrow,
Internal Affairs.
Lot of people
calling you a hero.
Afternoon.
Sorry I'm late to the party.
Gordon Haas, sr.
I'll be taking over
as Ms. Sullivan's Attorney
going forward.
Are you prepared to charge
my client at this time?
Without the detective's side
of the story,
we're forced to rely
on witness statements.
So no?
Raimy.
- Hey.
- Hey.
What's up?
What'd you do to your head?
Hmm?
Oh, I smacked it
on the counter at home.
Hmm. Stupid.
So look, man, um...
I just want...
Sullivan, your crown Vic
parked in the motor pool?
What's up?
All precincts are
accounting for their cars.
What, you didn't hear?
The hospital called the cops
on a DUI
that came in for a rush surgery
last night.
The guy admitted that
he T-boned a crown Vic.
It had those flashing red lights
behind the grill.
No kidding.
Was this one of ours?
Yeah, and that's not
the crazy part.
He claims someone jumped out
of the trunk after the crash.
Yeah, right.
That sounds like a real
Sullivan special to me.
Oh, yeah, yeah,
it sounds like me.
- Lock me up, right?
- Yeah.
No, no, mine's out there.
You... they'll find it.
- Great.
- Yeah.
We can all rest easier.
But look, I just wanted to say
that, you know...
yeah, listen, satch,
I got work to do, all right?
I'll see you around.
I'll handle the press out front.
You just get some rest,
all right?
Let me make a few phone calls,
and we'll talk later on.
- Thank you.
- Hey, chin up.
I wipe the floor
with guys like this in D.C.
You take the car.
Drive her home.
Yes, Sensei.
You finally got him, Raim.
You okay?
You want to talk about it?
- Not really.
- Okay, then.
Uh, how's the rest
of your day going?
You didn't have to do that,
get your dad involved.
That was all him.
He saw you on the news.
Truth is, I think he's just
trying to find an excuse to stay
longer, so thanks for that.
Oh, hey, it's Mosbey,
my number one bro.
How's he doing?
He's allright.
What, you're not gonna respond?
I mean, he just wants to know
if you're okay.
It's a mess to explain.
You're a cruel woman.
You better not be
blowing him off.
Oh, because I really
need to worry
about my love life right now.
What's up?
Hey, Raims.
So we're gonna order big wongs.
You should, uh,
join us for dinner.
Or not.
My heart lies with Mosbey.
Saw you on the news.
It was kind of hard to miss.
The woman who took down
the Nightingale.
So I wasn't sure which
would be more appropriate.
You okay?
I've been better.
Yeah.
Thank you for coming over here.
It's just not the best time.
Are you sure you couldn't
use someone to talk to?
I could.
It's complicated. I, um...
I just think I have to
work this out on my own.
I took your advice, by the way.
- What do you mean?
- Claire.
We had a nice dinner last night,
and I broke off the engagement
this morning.
Which is probably the last thing
you need to be thinking
about right now.
- Okay.
- Agh!
Uh, my best guess is,
you could probably use both.
Thank you.
I screwed up, dad.
What are you talking about?
I shot him.
The Deacon.
He's dead.
You what?
He killed Meghan, I...
he actually tried to surrender.
He got down on his knees, and...
I shouldn't have done it.
All I could think about was mom.
Please tell me you
covered your tracks, Raimy.
Not really.
There were witnesses.
I'm kind of... in a lot
of trouble here.
Oh, Raims.
Raims.
What happened to you last night?
I had him in the trunk.
I mean, he was all set up,
you know?
And then all of a sudden
I got t-boned,
and I must have passed out,
and I came to,
and the Deacon was gone.
Oh, my God, are you okay?
No, I'm fine, you know?
It's just...
Raimy, I'm starting to wonder if
this is really the right thing.
You know, ends... ends justifying
the means and all that,
because so far, this is not
working out real well for us.
Hey, we are way past
second thoughts here.
It's not just mom
on the line anymore.
Yeah, okay.
You're right. I mean, it's...
it's why the plan is the plan,
and that's why
I'm gonna get him.
- When?
- When? Now.
I mean, tonight if I can.
I... I don't... I don't know.
I'm kind of flying by the seat
of my pants here, kiddo.
Daddy, who are you talking to?
Hey, sweetheart.
I'm, uh...
This is just a friend.
Mommy said you might not
be coming to dinner tonight.
That's right, kiddo.
I, um...
I still have some things
that I have to s...
straighten out.
But hey.
You got to trust me.
This is for your own good.
Okay?
Hey, Queens.
We're gonna have to
pick this up another time.
Over and out.
Come on.
Patty.
What a surprise.
Joe.
What happened to your arm?
Oh, um, I went out
to breakfast this morning,
and I actually got mugged.
Two kids, if you can believe it.
How awful.
It's not as bad as it looks.
Is everything okay?
Well, something happened.
At the church.
Some money was stolen
from the safe.
Wait, what?
And pastor Allen, he says
that there's only
one other person besides him
who knows that combination.
And he thinks that I...
Patty, I didn't take that money.
That's ridiculous.
Well, of course it is.
I know you didn't.
And I told the pastor
that, but...
but he's gonna call the police
in the morning.
He said he wants them
to search your house.
I must apologize.
Where are my manners?
Please come in.
Oh, no, no.
That's not necessary.
I insist, Patty.
I... I was just making some tea.
Uh... Well, okay.
Wonderful.
Just this way.
- Over here.
- Thank you.
I, uh... I want to
hear everything.
It's beautiful.
I'll, uh... I'll go
get us some tea.
Hey.
I'm gonna need you
to get dressed.
I will do all the talking.
You don't say a word.
We'll take care of your
arraignment in the morning,
and we'll work on bail.
Just tell me.
Where do I stand?
Honestly? It's not good.
Are you okay?
You look pale.
Just want to get this over with.
Yeah, well, I already
questioned him.
- Who?
- Deacon Joe.
What are you talking about?
I brought him in to answer for
that thing in Arizona
with the checks?
But I thought we were...
where's my Attorney?
Why has everything changed?
What?
I don't know what
you're talking about,
but I do know this guy
checks out.
You can't let him leave.
He hasn't committed
a crime, Raim.
We got nothing to hold him on.
What about the body
in the closet?
- What body?
- You were there.
You saw it.
I don't know what the hell
you're talking about.
- Look, the guy is slippery.
- No, no.
- I don't like him either, but...
- satch, you can't let him go.
- It is him, satch.
- Joe Hurley!
Raimy! Raimy, what the hell
are you doing?
Get down on the ground.
Get down.
What the hell is this?
Get down on the ground,
you son of a bitch.
- Raimy.
- It's him, satch.
He's the Nightingale.
Check his house.
There's a body, his wife's body.
It's hidden
in the closet upstairs.
Look at the smudges on it.
How am I supposed to read it?
Here. Hey, frank.
Frank, frank.
Hold up a second, man.
Hey, look, uh...
The guys from the motor pool
are looking for you.
They still can't find
your car in the lot.
Yeah, but they were supposed
to check it off yesterday.
All right, I'm just
telling you what I heard.
Yeah, well, they're
gonna have to wait,
'cause I... i left it at home.
I drove the Camaro today.
Excuse me.
Look, I'll, um...
I'll make... I'll make sure
I get back to the guy
about the car, all right?
Uh-huh.
Thought robberies were way
below your pay grade, Sullivan.
This guy's in for robbery?
Unless you know
something I don't.
Bonehead stole money
from the same church
the Mayor goes to.
Can you believe that?
Huh.
You got enough to arrest him?
Not yet.
The big man's putting pressure.
Wants us to keep him in custody
while we make the case.
Well, at least I'm not wanted
for murder anymore, right?
That's one small victory
for the space-time continuum
or whatever the hell this is.
His wife's body
isn't in the closet anymore.
You sure?
We searched it this afternoon.
Trust me, I looked
like a crazy person.
Except to the Deacon.
He knows I know.
Okay, so, uh... so what
do you think made him move it?
You, probably.
When you stole that money
to set up his disappearance.
He couldn't have the body there
with the police sniffing around.
And with no body,
there was no pounding
when I showed up
looking for Meghan,
and there was no reason for me
to break in and confront him.
That's the moment when
everything changed on my end.
Without that body,
there was no manhunt
for the Deacon.
He never changed his appearance
or bought that burner phone.
And without that phone,
Meghan never called the hotline
from the cabin,
which means there was
no police presence there,
which means...
I never killed him.
So even though
everything changed,
it's possible he still has
Meghan up in the cabin.
And if he does,
he's probably thinking
she's the reason I knew about
his wife's body in the closet.
Which means she could be
in the same trouble as before.
Come on in.
- Hey, Jules.
- Hey.
How you been?
Good.
Frank around?
No, not yet.
He's coming home
for a quick dinner soon.
You're more than welcome
to wait if you want.
Sure, I'd like that.
Something to drink?
Uh... Nah, I'm good, thanks.
All right.
So how have things been
between you two lately?
Things are good.
Good.
I'm glad to hear that.
Frank ever talk
about the job much?
You know, maybe something
that he's been working on?
Nightingale.
All I know.
And what about
the night before last?
He tell you anything about that?
He was here.
Rented a movie at blockbuster,
watched it after Raimy
went to bed.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.
What movie?
"Twister"
you seen it?
No.
You mind if I take a look
in your garage?
What's going on, satch?
Why are you here?
I just want to take a look
in the garage.
You know, you were
his best friend.
The only person he ever
really trusted.
- Jules.
- And first,
you stab him in the back
to protect Stan moreno.
And now you're here,
snooping around
like he's got something to hide.
Come on.
He deserves more.
Garage is unlocked.
Go ahead and take a look
if you want.
What's going on?
Just talking with Jules,
catching up.
Yeah, about what?
He wants to have a look
in the garage.
Oh, yeah, what for?
The car, frank.
It still hasn't been
crossed off the list.
So what's it to you, man?
All of a sudden,
it's number one on your sheet?
I just want to know
what's going on.
Nothing's going on, satch.
I told you that.
Frank.
Just let him see the car.
I don't know what to say.
You know, I saw that cut
on your forehead.
I guess I must have
misread things.
Yeah, well.
We all make mistakes, huh?
Sorry I doubted you.
I don't get it.
You said it needed to be fixed,
so I called cousin Mike
in Jersey.
Cousin Mike?
How... how did he fix it so fast?
Oh, he didn't.
He's still working on it.
This here...
this isn't your car.
Who's this guy?
That Deacon who stole money
from St. Abigail's.
What do you want?
Well, Julie told me
that you guys rented
bridges of Madison county
the other night,
and you know,
Leah's been dying to see it.
So... is it any good?
Yeah, it was all right.
It's not bad, you know?
I mean, it's Clint.
Hey, what the hell
is going on here, frank?
Hmm?
I don't know what
you're talking about.
Julie told me
that you rented Twister,
and I'm willing to bet that
you didn't rent anything at all.
Come on, man.
Now, I can't explain that car,
but I've known you
for way too long.
And something just doesn't
smell right here.
Oh, my God.
Why you digging into this, satch?
Is this another thing for Stan?
Stan has nothing to do with this.
- I'm coming at this on your side.
- Oh, really?
Yeah, I see that look
in your eye.
You're into something,
and I'm worried
that you're trying
to take it too far.
Please.
Spare me your concern, okay?
Look, I know I let you down.
All right?
Telling Stan that you were
setting him up.
But I want to make it right.
Well, you got a funny way
of showing it, don't you?
Just tell me what it'll take.
Why don't you come clean?
Why you got his back, huh?
- What does he have on you?
- Frank, you got to...
no, there's no way
that I can trust you
if you got secrets.
I need to know how deep
it goes with him.
It goes deep.
It had to be '88.
Leah was pregnant with Jo.
Stan and I... we were partners.
We were working a sector car
in Alphabet city
when we got this call
on a domestic.
Same address we had been to
three times before.
Police!
Open the door!
Watch out.
Get him.
Something's wrong.
Something's wrong.
She ain't moving anymore.
He's just trying
- to beat her out of me.
- You're gonna be okay.
The kid wasn't breathing,
so Stan started CPR.
That's when her husband
came back.
Hey, freeze!
I got him!
Don't move!
I chased the guy
up three flights of stairs.
When we got to the roof...
Get up.
Get up.
Get up, you son of a bitch.
I told that bitch
not to get pregnant again.
How come you never told me this?
Come on, man, it's not
the kind of story you tell.
- And Stan?
- Stan had my back.
Big time.
Think about your wife, your kid.
There's no chance you're going
down for this dirtbag.
It was self-defense, okay?
That's what we're gonna
tell 'em.
Look at me. Look at me.
You got it?
All right.
And the woman's baby was fine,
- and that kid...
- Stan saved his life.
But Frank, you and me,
we're like brothers.
But Stan, I owed him big,
and I had to pay up.
I just hate that it was you
that had to take the hit.
The crazy thing is, to this day,
I still regret it.
The guy had it coming.
Yeah, maybe.
But it doesn't matter.
It still sticks with you.
It never washes off.
That's why I'm telling you,
whatever you're dealing with?
It's just not worth risking
everything that you have.
Detective Mosbey.
Hey, it's me.
Can you run a plate
for me real quick?
I promise it's the last thing
I'll ever ask.
Hope that's not true.
You okay?
I'm fine.
Someone messing with me
on the highway.
I just want to know who it was.
You ready?
Yeah, shoot.
It's a New York plate.
4 Nancy Tango, 0776.
Uh, car's registered
to a Doris Perkins,
address here in scarsdale.
One outstanding parking ticket,
and if this photo's
any indication,
she's one hell
of a Rugby player.
Okay.
Yeah, and when's he getting out?
Uh-huh.
Hey, thanks.
I appreciate the heads-up.
Was that... about your guy?
They couldn't tie him
to the stolen money.
He's gonna be released
in an hour.
Okay, there...
there has to be another way.
Even if it's only temporary
until you figure
something else out.
Frank, I'm scared...
About what this could do to you.
To us.
Jules, I'm scared
of what could happen
if I don't do this.
When you came back
from being undercover,
you were different,
but I still knew who you were.
I still saw the man
I fell in love with.
But if you do this...
I don't know.
I'm not gonna change.
You don't know that.
And what about Raimy?
What about Raimy?
She's the... she...
she's never gonna have
any idea, okay?
But what if you get caught?
Have you thought about that?
About... what it would do to her.
Seeing your face on the news,
sent to prison?
That would haunt her
for the rest of her life.
Frank.
You have a choice,
and I don't know what it is,
but please,
just figure something out.
And then when you do,
I want you to come home.
To your family.
Okay?
Just please come home.
[Leon Bridges ♪Coming Home ♪
playing on stereo]
Your mother used to
love it up here.
You remember that?
♪♪
She'd disappear for hours
down by the lake,
just watching the water,
soaking up the quiet.
Yeah, I have a deep connection
with this house.
To the memories we made here.
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But your mother betrayed
all of that.
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There's such sadness
in your face, Meg.
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I tried so hard
to show you the way,
but you're a lot like her,
you know?
Your mother was willful too.
Destructive in spite of herself.
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I'm sorry.
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I'm sorry... for whatever I did
that upset you.
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Oh, we're past apologies.
I mean, clearly they mean
nothing to you,
since we find ourselves
sitting here again,
cleaning up another mess
that you've made.
I...
I... tried to be better.
I didn't mean to make a mess.
I... promise.
I know.
You never do.
But I've come too far.
Can you understand that?
I've delivered
too many good works
to let you put that
at risk again.
See, your brother...
He understood me.
But he was weak,
and he told you things.
He filled your mind
with lies about me,
about things that I've done.
Is that why you killed him?
Oh, sweetheart.
I didn't kill your brother.
I've told you so many times.
He ran away.
Like my mother?
You know, the police
suddenly seem to think
that I murdered your mother.
And all the details
and the things
they're scratching at
leads me to believe
that... you've been telling
your stories again.
No.
I haven't. I...
There's no use
lying to me anymore, Meg.
God... knows the truth.
Everything is laid bare
before him,
to whom we must give account.
And we must give account, Meg.
You know, I'd rather not
give my name,
but I was just at the house,
and there was
a green duffel bag.
Hey.
It's me.
I'm coming home.
[Zayde Wolf's
♪ Save This City ♪ Playing]
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Meghan!
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Meghan, my name is
Raimy Sullivan.
I'm a police officer.
- Are you hurt?
- No.
But he's bleeding really badly.
Please, he needs help.
He is my brother.
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detective Raimy Sullivan.
My father was killed in 1996.
Last night...
- Wq2yv...
- Hello?
- Hey.
- I spoke to him.
- Your father?
- Dad?
So you're telling me
that in 20 years
I'm gonna be on the job
with my daughter?
No. You die tomorrow.
Dad survived,
but saving his life
changed everything.
We've ID'd the remains
from the marsh.
I'm sorry, Raimy. It's your mom.
The most wanted serial killer
in New York took my mom.
Now, whatever we do,
however we try to fix things,
history keeps changing.
Your name is Daniel Lawrence.
How do you know my name?
I'm your girlfriend.
I've never been to Queens,
and I don't know you.
I'm sorry.
All I want is
to get back what I lost.
Previously on FREQUENCY...
I'm supposed to go in there
and just clean this place out.
It'll look like he took
the money and skipped town,
just like he did today.
I found Meghan's mom.
She was buried
in Deacon Joe's house.
Deacon Joe is the Nightingale.
Now I'm gonna kill him.
Frank, where are you?
Raimy left her clarinet
in your car.
Please call me.
[Tires squealing,
glass shattering]
It's been 20 years.
- We got him, Raim.
- Drop the gun!
And I want to be standing
right next to you
when you slap the cuffs
on that son of a bitch.
This is for your mom.
We need to cover our tracks
here...
We got one of our own.
All right?
All right.
Good to see you.
Hey.
You all right?
Raimy, look at me.
Look at me.
We're gonna figure
this out, okay?
Yeah.
Sure.
It's all...
It's all gonna be fine.
Is the body still there?
Yeah, the coroner's
finishing up now.
It's gonna be fine.
Hey.
I know she's like family,
but ia wants her cordoned off
until they decide
if it's a good shooting or not.
But we are gonna make sure
that it is, right?
This is theNightingale
we're talking about here.
I don't know, satch.
I'm getting a lot
of incriminating
witness statements.
Nightingale or not,
we all got to play
by the rules here.
Why is the body
still there, dad?
Why is the body still there?
*FREQUENCY*
Season 01 Episode 11
"Negative Copy"
Precisely Synchronized by srjanapala
Oh, no.
Okay, peanut, I'll meet you
inside, okay?
Hey.
Hi.
Oh, my God.
What happened?
Listen to me, I'm fine.
Are you okay?
I'm fine.
It's a long story, okay?
Here, let me see.
Let me see.
Hey, hey, I'm okay.
Just... I'm so... so sorry
about the clarinet, okay?
I'm sorry.
How was... how was the recital?
She borrowed
a clarinet from her teacher.
She did great, but what...
let me see this.
Good, good.
You want to tell me
what's going on?
I had theNightingale tonight.
Okay.
What does that mean?
You...
You had him in your trunk?
We got hit,
and he got out.
He's out there?
Shh!
No one can know this, okay?
- Why?
- Because they can't, all right?
And don't say anything
about the car either,
because I got to...
I got to get it fixed,
and I don't even know how
I'm gonna do that.
Frank, frank, frank,
you're freaking me out, okay?
What... what were you gonna do?
Come on, Jules, don't...
don't make me say it.
Were you gonna kill him?
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Jules, you don't understand...
oh, my God, you can't...
I don't have a choice
right now, I swear to God,
if I did...
- you don't?
- You don't have a choice?
No, I don't have
any evidence to arrest him,
and nobody... nobody knows
who he is except for me.
- Except you?
- Except for me.
- That is crazy. That's insane.
- No, it's...
Tell someone.
I... you don't understand.
- Explain it to me.
- I can't.
I've tried.
Why? Why, is it... is it because of...
of... the ham? Is that it?
Because we've been down
this road before.
Jules, if I say anything
else to you,
it's gonna make it worse, okay?
So I can't explain it to you.
I can't, except...
except... the Nightingale...
he knows who you are, Jules.
He knows who I am.
If there's one thing
that I know about him is,
he's not gonna stop.
So this right here, Jules,
this is the only way
that I can truly make sure
that you're safe,
so you got to... you...
you got to trust me right now.
Okay? You just have to.
What if you're wrong?
I'm not.
Here, I want you
to take this, okay?
You remember how to use it?
There is really no other choice.
[The lighthouse and
the whaler's ♪ we are infinite♪]
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How you holding up?
Aces.
Tired. Just need to go home.
I'm afraid that's not possible
right now.
I'm sorry.
la's decided to take the case.
They're calling it a bad shoot.
It wasn't supposed
to go down like this.
Now, I know the deputy
on the scene took your gun.
I got to take your badge.
It's important that you
make it clear that the suspect
was reaching for his gun,
and that fearing for your safety
and the safety of those
around you,
you defended yourself
and shot him.
I mean, do it in your own words,
but keep it boilerplate.
Detective Sullivan,
Lieutenant Cynthia Barrow,
Internal Affairs.
Lot of people
calling you a hero.
Afternoon.
Sorry I'm late to the party.
Gordon Haas, sr.
I'll be taking over
as Ms. Sullivan's Attorney
going forward.
Are you prepared to charge
my client at this time?
Without the detective's side
of the story,
we're forced to rely
on witness statements.
So no?
Raimy.
- Hey.
- Hey.
What's up?
What'd you do to your head?
Hmm?
Oh, I smacked it
on the counter at home.
Hmm. Stupid.
So look, man, um...
I just want...
Sullivan, your crown Vic
parked in the motor pool?
What's up?
All precincts are
accounting for their cars.
What, you didn't hear?
The hospital called the cops
on a DUI
that came in for a rush surgery
last night.
The guy admitted that
he T-boned a crown Vic.
It had those flashing red lights
behind the grill.
No kidding.
Was this one of ours?
Yeah, and that's not
the crazy part.
He claims someone jumped out
of the trunk after the crash.
Yeah, right.
That sounds like a real
Sullivan special to me.
Oh, yeah, yeah,
it sounds like me.
- Lock me up, right?
- Yeah.
No, no, mine's out there.
You... they'll find it.
- Great.
- Yeah.
We can all rest easier.
But look, I just wanted to say
that, you know...
yeah, listen, satch,
I got work to do, all right?
I'll see you around.
I'll handle the press out front.
You just get some rest,
all right?
Let me make a few phone calls,
and we'll talk later on.
- Thank you.
- Hey, chin up.
I wipe the floor
with guys like this in D.C.
You take the car.
Drive her home.
Yes, Sensei.
You finally got him, Raim.
You okay?
You want to talk about it?
- Not really.
- Okay, then.
Uh, how's the rest
of your day going?
You didn't have to do that,
get your dad involved.
That was all him.
He saw you on the news.
Truth is, I think he's just
trying to find an excuse to stay
longer, so thanks for that.
Oh, hey, it's Mosbey,
my number one bro.
How's he doing?
He's allright.
What, you're not gonna respond?
I mean, he just wants to know
if you're okay.
It's a mess to explain.
You're a cruel woman.
You better not be
blowing him off.
Oh, because I really
need to worry
about my love life right now.
What's up?
Hey, Raims.
So we're gonna order big wongs.
You should, uh,
join us for dinner.
Or not.
My heart lies with Mosbey.
Saw you on the news.
It was kind of hard to miss.
The woman who took down
the Nightingale.
So I wasn't sure which
would be more appropriate.
You okay?
I've been better.
Yeah.
Thank you for coming over here.
It's just not the best time.
Are you sure you couldn't
use someone to talk to?
I could.
It's complicated. I, um...
I just think I have to
work this out on my own.
I took your advice, by the way.
- What do you mean?
- Claire.
We had a nice dinner last night,
and I broke off the engagement
this morning.
Which is probably the last thing
you need to be thinking
about right now.
- Okay.
- Agh!
Uh, my best guess is,
you could probably use both.
Thank you.
I screwed up, dad.
What are you talking about?
I shot him.
The Deacon.
He's dead.
You what?
He killed Meghan, I...
he actually tried to surrender.
He got down on his knees, and...
I shouldn't have done it.
All I could think about was mom.
Please tell me you
covered your tracks, Raimy.
Not really.
There were witnesses.
I'm kind of... in a lot
of trouble here.
Oh, Raims.
Raims.
What happened to you last night?
I had him in the trunk.
I mean, he was all set up,
you know?
And then all of a sudden
I got t-boned,
and I must have passed out,
and I came to,
and the Deacon was gone.
Oh, my God, are you okay?
No, I'm fine, you know?
It's just...
Raimy, I'm starting to wonder if
this is really the right thing.
You know, ends... ends justifying
the means and all that,
because so far, this is not
working out real well for us.
Hey, we are way past
second thoughts here.
It's not just mom
on the line anymore.
Yeah, okay.
You're right. I mean, it's...
it's why the plan is the plan,
and that's why
I'm gonna get him.
- When?
- When? Now.
I mean, tonight if I can.
I... I don't... I don't know.
I'm kind of flying by the seat
of my pants here, kiddo.
Daddy, who are you talking to?
Hey, sweetheart.
I'm, uh...
This is just a friend.
Mommy said you might not
be coming to dinner tonight.
That's right, kiddo.
I, um...
I still have some things
that I have to s...
straighten out.
But hey.
You got to trust me.
This is for your own good.
Okay?
Hey, Queens.
We're gonna have to
pick this up another time.
Over and out.
Come on.
Patty.
What a surprise.
Joe.
What happened to your arm?
Oh, um, I went out
to breakfast this morning,
and I actually got mugged.
Two kids, if you can believe it.
How awful.
It's not as bad as it looks.
Is everything okay?
Well, something happened.
At the church.
Some money was stolen
from the safe.
Wait, what?
And pastor Allen, he says
that there's only
one other person besides him
who knows that combination.
And he thinks that I...
Patty, I didn't take that money.
That's ridiculous.
Well, of course it is.
I know you didn't.
And I told the pastor
that, but...
but he's gonna call the police
in the morning.
He said he wants them
to search your house.
I must apologize.
Where are my manners?
Please come in.
Oh, no, no.
That's not necessary.
I insist, Patty.
I... I was just making some tea.
Uh... Well, okay.
Wonderful.
Just this way.
- Over here.
- Thank you.
I, uh... I want to
hear everything.
It's beautiful.
I'll, uh... I'll go
get us some tea.
Hey.
I'm gonna need you
to get dressed.
I will do all the talking.
You don't say a word.
We'll take care of your
arraignment in the morning,
and we'll work on bail.
Just tell me.
Where do I stand?
Honestly? It's not good.
Are you okay?
You look pale.
Just want to get this over with.
Yeah, well, I already
questioned him.
- Who?
- Deacon Joe.
What are you talking about?
I brought him in to answer for
that thing in Arizona
with the checks?
But I thought we were...
where's my Attorney?
Why has everything changed?
What?
I don't know what
you're talking about,
but I do know this guy
checks out.
You can't let him leave.
He hasn't committed
a crime, Raim.
We got nothing to hold him on.
What about the body
in the closet?
- What body?
- You were there.
You saw it.
I don't know what the hell
you're talking about.
- Look, the guy is slippery.
- No, no.
- I don't like him either, but...
- satch, you can't let him go.
- It is him, satch.
- Joe Hurley!
Raimy! Raimy, what the hell
are you doing?
Get down on the ground.
Get down.
What the hell is this?
Get down on the ground,
you son of a bitch.
- Raimy.
- It's him, satch.
He's the Nightingale.
Check his house.
There's a body, his wife's body.
It's hidden
in the closet upstairs.
Look at the smudges on it.
How am I supposed to read it?
Here. Hey, frank.
Frank, frank.
Hold up a second, man.
Hey, look, uh...
The guys from the motor pool
are looking for you.
They still can't find
your car in the lot.
Yeah, but they were supposed
to check it off yesterday.
All right, I'm just
telling you what I heard.
Yeah, well, they're
gonna have to wait,
'cause I... i left it at home.
I drove the Camaro today.
Excuse me.
Look, I'll, um...
I'll make... I'll make sure
I get back to the guy
about the car, all right?
Uh-huh.
Thought robberies were way
below your pay grade, Sullivan.
This guy's in for robbery?
Unless you know
something I don't.
Bonehead stole money
from the same church
the Mayor goes to.
Can you believe that?
Huh.
You got enough to arrest him?
Not yet.
The big man's putting pressure.
Wants us to keep him in custody
while we make the case.
Well, at least I'm not wanted
for murder anymore, right?
That's one small victory
for the space-time continuum
or whatever the hell this is.
His wife's body
isn't in the closet anymore.
You sure?
We searched it this afternoon.
Trust me, I looked
like a crazy person.
Except to the Deacon.
He knows I know.
Okay, so, uh... so what
do you think made him move it?
You, probably.
When you stole that money
to set up his disappearance.
He couldn't have the body there
with the police sniffing around.
And with no body,
there was no pounding
when I showed up
looking for Meghan,
and there was no reason for me
to break in and confront him.
That's the moment when
everything changed on my end.
Without that body,
there was no manhunt
for the Deacon.
He never changed his appearance
or bought that burner phone.
And without that phone,
Meghan never called the hotline
from the cabin,
which means there was
no police presence there,
which means...
I never killed him.
So even though
everything changed,
it's possible he still has
Meghan up in the cabin.
And if he does,
he's probably thinking
she's the reason I knew about
his wife's body in the closet.
Which means she could be
in the same trouble as before.
Come on in.
- Hey, Jules.
- Hey.
How you been?
Good.
Frank around?
No, not yet.
He's coming home
for a quick dinner soon.
You're more than welcome
to wait if you want.
Sure, I'd like that.
Something to drink?
Uh... Nah, I'm good, thanks.
All right.
So how have things been
between you two lately?
Things are good.
Good.
I'm glad to hear that.
Frank ever talk
about the job much?
You know, maybe something
that he's been working on?
Nightingale.
All I know.
And what about
the night before last?
He tell you anything about that?
He was here.
Rented a movie at blockbuster,
watched it after Raimy
went to bed.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.
What movie?
"Twister"
you seen it?
No.
You mind if I take a look
in your garage?
What's going on, satch?
Why are you here?
I just want to take a look
in the garage.
You know, you were
his best friend.
The only person he ever
really trusted.
- Jules.
- And first,
you stab him in the back
to protect Stan moreno.
And now you're here,
snooping around
like he's got something to hide.
Come on.
He deserves more.
Garage is unlocked.
Go ahead and take a look
if you want.
What's going on?
Just talking with Jules,
catching up.
Yeah, about what?
He wants to have a look
in the garage.
Oh, yeah, what for?
The car, frank.
It still hasn't been
crossed off the list.
So what's it to you, man?
All of a sudden,
it's number one on your sheet?
I just want to know
what's going on.
Nothing's going on, satch.
I told you that.
Frank.
Just let him see the car.
I don't know what to say.
You know, I saw that cut
on your forehead.
I guess I must have
misread things.
Yeah, well.
We all make mistakes, huh?
Sorry I doubted you.
I don't get it.
You said it needed to be fixed,
so I called cousin Mike
in Jersey.
Cousin Mike?
How... how did he fix it so fast?
Oh, he didn't.
He's still working on it.
This here...
this isn't your car.
Who's this guy?
That Deacon who stole money
from St. Abigail's.
What do you want?
Well, Julie told me
that you guys rented
bridges of Madison county
the other night,
and you know,
Leah's been dying to see it.
So... is it any good?
Yeah, it was all right.
It's not bad, you know?
I mean, it's Clint.
Hey, what the hell
is going on here, frank?
Hmm?
I don't know what
you're talking about.
Julie told me
that you rented Twister,
and I'm willing to bet that
you didn't rent anything at all.
Come on, man.
Now, I can't explain that car,
but I've known you
for way too long.
And something just doesn't
smell right here.
Oh, my God.
Why you digging into this, satch?
Is this another thing for Stan?
Stan has nothing to do with this.
- I'm coming at this on your side.
- Oh, really?
Yeah, I see that look
in your eye.
You're into something,
and I'm worried
that you're trying
to take it too far.
Please.
Spare me your concern, okay?
Look, I know I let you down.
All right?
Telling Stan that you were
setting him up.
But I want to make it right.
Well, you got a funny way
of showing it, don't you?
Just tell me what it'll take.
Why don't you come clean?
Why you got his back, huh?
- What does he have on you?
- Frank, you got to...
no, there's no way
that I can trust you
if you got secrets.
I need to know how deep
it goes with him.
It goes deep.
It had to be '88.
Leah was pregnant with Jo.
Stan and I... we were partners.
We were working a sector car
in Alphabet city
when we got this call
on a domestic.
Same address we had been to
three times before.
Police!
Open the door!
Watch out.
Get him.
Something's wrong.
Something's wrong.
She ain't moving anymore.
He's just trying
- to beat her out of me.
- You're gonna be okay.
The kid wasn't breathing,
so Stan started CPR.
That's when her husband
came back.
Hey, freeze!
I got him!
Don't move!
I chased the guy
up three flights of stairs.
When we got to the roof...
Get up.
Get up.
Get up, you son of a bitch.
I told that bitch
not to get pregnant again.
How come you never told me this?
Come on, man, it's not
the kind of story you tell.
- And Stan?
- Stan had my back.
Big time.
Think about your wife, your kid.
There's no chance you're going
down for this dirtbag.
It was self-defense, okay?
That's what we're gonna
tell 'em.
Look at me. Look at me.
You got it?
All right.
And the woman's baby was fine,
- and that kid...
- Stan saved his life.
But Frank, you and me,
we're like brothers.
But Stan, I owed him big,
and I had to pay up.
I just hate that it was you
that had to take the hit.
The crazy thing is, to this day,
I still regret it.
The guy had it coming.
Yeah, maybe.
But it doesn't matter.
It still sticks with you.
It never washes off.
That's why I'm telling you,
whatever you're dealing with?
It's just not worth risking
everything that you have.
Detective Mosbey.
Hey, it's me.
Can you run a plate
for me real quick?
I promise it's the last thing
I'll ever ask.
Hope that's not true.
You okay?
I'm fine.
Someone messing with me
on the highway.
I just want to know who it was.
You ready?
Yeah, shoot.
It's a New York plate.
4 Nancy Tango, 0776.
Uh, car's registered
to a Doris Perkins,
address here in scarsdale.
One outstanding parking ticket,
and if this photo's
any indication,
she's one hell
of a Rugby player.
Okay.
Yeah, and when's he getting out?
Uh-huh.
Hey, thanks.
I appreciate the heads-up.
Was that... about your guy?
They couldn't tie him
to the stolen money.
He's gonna be released
in an hour.
Okay, there...
there has to be another way.
Even if it's only temporary
until you figure
something else out.
Frank, I'm scared...
About what this could do to you.
To us.
Jules, I'm scared
of what could happen
if I don't do this.
When you came back
from being undercover,
you were different,
but I still knew who you were.
I still saw the man
I fell in love with.
But if you do this...
I don't know.
I'm not gonna change.
You don't know that.
And what about Raimy?
What about Raimy?
She's the... she...
she's never gonna have
any idea, okay?
But what if you get caught?
Have you thought about that?
About... what it would do to her.
Seeing your face on the news,
sent to prison?
That would haunt her
for the rest of her life.
Frank.
You have a choice,
and I don't know what it is,
but please,
just figure something out.
And then when you do,
I want you to come home.
To your family.
Okay?
Just please come home.
[Leon Bridges ♪Coming Home ♪
playing on stereo]
Your mother used to
love it up here.
You remember that?
♪♪
She'd disappear for hours
down by the lake,
just watching the water,
soaking up the quiet.
Yeah, I have a deep connection
with this house.
To the memories we made here.
♪♪
But your mother betrayed
all of that.
♪♪
♪♪
There's such sadness
in your face, Meg.
♪♪
I tried so hard
to show you the way,
but you're a lot like her,
you know?
Your mother was willful too.
Destructive in spite of herself.
♪♪
I'm sorry.
♪♪
I'm sorry... for whatever I did
that upset you.
♪♪
Oh, we're past apologies.
I mean, clearly they mean
nothing to you,
since we find ourselves
sitting here again,
cleaning up another mess
that you've made.
I...
I... tried to be better.
I didn't mean to make a mess.
I... promise.
I know.
You never do.
But I've come too far.
Can you understand that?
I've delivered
too many good works
to let you put that
at risk again.
See, your brother...
He understood me.
But he was weak,
and he told you things.
He filled your mind
with lies about me,
about things that I've done.
Is that why you killed him?
Oh, sweetheart.
I didn't kill your brother.
I've told you so many times.
He ran away.
Like my mother?
You know, the police
suddenly seem to think
that I murdered your mother.
And all the details
and the things
they're scratching at
leads me to believe
that... you've been telling
your stories again.
No.
I haven't. I...
There's no use
lying to me anymore, Meg.
God... knows the truth.
Everything is laid bare
before him,
to whom we must give account.
And we must give account, Meg.
You know, I'd rather not
give my name,
but I was just at the house,
and there was
a green duffel bag.
Hey.
It's me.
I'm coming home.
[Zayde Wolf's
♪ Save This City ♪ Playing]
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Meghan!
♪♪
Meghan, my name is
Raimy Sullivan.
I'm a police officer.
- Are you hurt?
- No.
But he's bleeding really badly.
Please, he needs help.
He is my brother.
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