Goliath (2016–…): Season 3, Episode 8 - Joy Division - full transcript

As Billy and Patty close in on the Blackwoods, Wade tries to cover up their crimes while Diana makes one final, desperate play, regardless who gets in her way.

Honey, what's a seven-letter
word for "night demon"?

It ends in "S."

Bobbi's dead. Remember?

And now you are, too.

Morning.

Breakfast?

Bet you the farm
I can get you comped.

Mm, I'm good.

Most important meal of the day.

Mm-hmm.

I'll leave you to your work.



Hi. Is this Dr. Mindy Levine?

Oh. Give me
her cell phone number.

She's there all day?
What are you doing here?

Need to talk to Billy.

All right. Got it.
Thanks. All right.

Uh, Billy's not here.
How are you with maps?

- What? Huh?
- Maps? How are you with maps?!

- Fine.
- Great. Let's go.

Wait... where are we going?

The boundary line here is

Roy Wheeler's orchards
and property.

Blackwood orchards, property.

And all this
is government property.

- So this is federal land?
- Yeah.



All right. But what is this?

Don't know.
Might be a fault line

or a utility line of some sort.

But I don't know if it's coming
out of federal land.

Can you help us get here?

Yeah.

There's no one out front.

Anton should be back soon.

What more can I do for you?

I'm looking for my dad.

Is he missing?

You tell me.

Last I knew,
he was on his way to see you.

Well, we were supposed to meet,
but he never showed.

Which, come to think of it,
isn't very like him.

You know you owe me.

I have donated a lot of money
to your tribe.

Look, I... I can't this time.

You mean you won't?

Diana, I...

You know what?

Okay, Joe, you're off the hook.

I'm... I'm sorry.

No, Joe. No. I'm sorry.

Anton?

You break my heart.

Clean this up.

I need his thumb.

Anyway, if I hear anything,
I'll let you know.

If I find out you're the reason
he's gone missing...

Yeah?

Yeah.

Your mother's a horrible person.

She's complicated.

That's what
she wants you to think.

I know you know something.

Just tell me.

Oh!

What did she do?

- Here?
- Yes.

- Here?
- That's what it says.

Do you want your bag?

I want... I want both bags.

I want both bags.

Damn it.

All right.

All right.

All right, it's this way.

Are you sure?

It's the coordinates
she gave us.

- All right.
- Uh-huh.

Are those fucking cows?

Goddamn it.

Freaking me out
that they're all so still.

It's like a painting.

- Oh, like that?
- It's here.

- Where?
- It's here!

What?

Shit.

Okay, maybe... maybe we go...

If we park around
and then drive down.

- Oh, okay.
- I don't... What?

So I followed Diana Blackwood

and her son over here
to the start of the tunnel.

Somebody opened the tap.

Washes me all the way down here
to Wheeler's place.

Okay, so if they keep digging...
Right on Blackwood's property.

The tunnel starts
on federal lands.

Yeah, exactly.

So, Blackwood's stealing water
from federal lands?

Well, that's super illegal.

Yeah.

- Really?
- Come on. Let's go.

You want to walk
towards the explosion?

Of course. Come on.

I can't run! I can't run.

All clear!

All right, next section.

Let's go!

Patty, I saw ponytail there
before.

He was in the casino
with Blackwood this morning.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

Hey, did Wade Blackwood ask you
to blow that up?

- I don't speak English.
- Really?

Yeah. I don't speak English.

You know, it's gonna be
pretty hard to cover up.

You might want to get
on the right side of this deal.

- I don't know what you're saying.
- Nah, I think you do.

Let's go.

Patty.

All right, great. Now what?

What, have you been
playing in the dirt?

Yeah, something like that.

Well, you just
can't seem to stay away

from this place, can you?

The stakes keep changing.

- How's that?
- Tunneling on federal land's

a federal crime,
which means federal prison.

- Is that true?
- Well, it must be.

That's why you're
blowing it up, right?

I haven't the slightest
idea what you're talking about.

You don't have a smoke, do you?

I don't smoke.

If I were you,
I'd think really long and hard

about cutting my clients
a big old fat-ass check.

Well, if you've got
proof of a, uh,

federal crime...

I'd go to a federal judge
instead of coming over here

- to see me.
- These people have suffered

long enough, okay?

And a criminal case
takes precedent over

a class action and that shit can

drag on for fucking ever.

Sounds to me like
you're asking me for a favor.

Is that what you're doing,
Counselor?

Come on. Off the record.

Hmm?

Well, pick your poison.

Think about how
you want this to play out,

'cause otherwise...

I'm gonna take this
to the judge in the morning.

What'd you say?
I didn't quite catch that.

I said I'm gonna take it
to the judge in the morning.

- Yeah, that's what I thought you said.
- Yeah.

Hey, Diana.

Can you come home?

Where have you been?

- Make me some toast.
- I need to talk to you.

After.

Now.

Billy McBride...
knows about the tunnel.

I took care of it.

You blew up my tunnel?

I need you...

to tell me if there are
any loose ends

that would tie us
to that fucking tunnel.

Hmm?

Diana?

Turn the water back on.

Not until you answer me.

You've lost your edge.

You're going to federal prison,

and you're not going
to drag me down there with you.

You are weak.

And that's boring.

Nothing will stop you.

Nothing's gonna stop me.

Huh?

I did stop you!

What time is it now?

- Huh?
- What time is it now?

It's... 9:19.

All right,
so he's 20 minutes late.

Yeah. Right.

Do you think he's gonna show?

Hell, I don't know.
I mean, I hope so.

Maybe he's gonna fuck us all.
I don't know.

All right, let's go.

I know another one
just like that.

You-you ever hear the one
about the guy...

Oh. Well,

what the hell's
going on in here?

Boyd... has just been appointed

to Second District
Court of Appeals.

Congratulations.

- Mm-hmm.
- You must have earned it.

- Could I pour you one?
- No, I'm good.

- No?
- No. -I also, I don't want one.

- You weren't offering.
- Yeah.

- Never mind.
- Mr. McBride,

Ms. Papagian,
let's make this quick.

What do you have for me?

Well, Your Honor, during
the course of our discovery,

we ran across some evidence
that Mr. Blackwood

has been drilling an illegal
tunnel through federal land,

and stealing water from
a protected federal reservoir.

And this evidence

goes straight
to the heart of our case,

details a ongoing
criminal conspiracy

to steal water,
first from the state...

and when that wasn't enough,
from federal land, too.

Ms. Sen,
what do you know about this?

Your Honor, during the course
of this litigation,

my client became aware
of a shell company

owned by his sister,
Diana Blackwood,

Fer-de-lance.

Upon further investigation,
he discovered

that Fer-de-lance
is solely responsible

for this tunneling project.

My client,
nor any of his companies,

have had any involvement
or prior knowledge of said

- tunneling project.
- So she was doing this

- without your knowledge.
- She's a grown-up.

I'm not responsible
for her actions.

Which brings us
to the bigger point.

Fer-de-lance is not a defendant
in this class action lawsuit.

It has nothing to do
with your case.

Okay, so you're hiding
behind your sister,

and then you're gonna throw her
in front of the bus.

Mr. McBride, what would you

- like me to do with this?
- I would have you look

beyond your promotion and see
what the hell's going on here.

Well, you're
in the wrong place for that.

This is not
a U.S. District Court.

I am not a federal judge.

And this...
has nothing to do with your case

against Mr. Blackwood.

Bring me something
I can actually use by Monday,

or I will have no choice
but to put your case

to a swift and merciful end.

We're done here.

Dr. Michelle to labor delivery.

Dr. Michelle to labor delivery.

I got a response

- from the bar association.
- Yeah?

It was a no.

No, Brittany,
you're not gonna be a lawyer.

It's kind of
what I expected, but...

now it's official.

That committee
doesn't know shit.

You deserve
a fresh start, honey.

Well, I'm moving to Chicago.

My brother,
he's got a place there.

He's got an extra room, so
he's gonna let me stay with him

and... you know,
till I figure it out.

It's a fresh start.

L.A. has been...

Well, I wouldn't say
it's been good to me, but...

at least I met you.

- And Denise.
- Yeah.

- She's a good kid.
- Yeah.

But she needs her dad.

- Yeah.
- Seriously, Billy,

get the fuck back to L.A.

- and be there for her, okay?
- Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, I'm going to
pretty soon, okay?

Can you do me a favor...
and, uh...

give that to Denise, will you?

Yeah.

Tell her to call me or text me

and just let me know
she's seen it, okay?

- Sure.
- All right.

I'm gonna miss you.

Save it for later.

- I'm not gone yet.
- Yeah.

Well, kid,

we made it through
another night.

Yeah, barely.

Let me tell you something.

I was like Stanley
looking for Livingstone.

I'm starting to get separation
anxiety when I don't see you.

You know something, Rita,

they only made one of you,
honey.

Aw.

Thanks.

Hey, by the way,

have you seen Littlecrow around?

What do you mean?

What do you mean?

Somebody told me
that they saw him at the buffet

and he looked like death
warmed over.

Who told you that?

I can't reveal my sources.

Oh, come on, Rita.

Are you serious?

Yeah.

Don't get sore.

All right,
somebody else told me...

he finally kicked the bucket

and turned into a fucking crow.

So you can...
believe what you want.

Yeah. I'm not sure
what to believe anymore,

to tell you the truth.

Yeah. Mm.

Oh, I got to take this, honey.

W-Wait, are-are we gonna
have breakfast?

Hang on, honey.

You never know.

We just might.

Well, McBride, good to see you.

And here's mud in your eye.

Yeah, you, too.

Hey, hon.

What's up?

What am I supposed to do
with this?

Did you read it?

I skimmed it.

Well, I want you to read

every word of it, okay?
'Cause I know

this Marisol thing
really got to you.

What did Brittany tell you?

She didn't give any details.

I know it got under your skin.
It got under my skin, too.

But I know how to deal with it.

By drinking and running away?

We're talking
about you here, okay?

I just don't understand
why she gets away with it.

Well, maybe she doesn't.

This NDA ties her to a bunch
of horrible political shit.

So, maybe we got something here.

Okay. So... You're a smart girl.

Run with it.

I'm not supposed
to have this, am I?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

We never had this conversation.

Oh, hang on a second. Hang on.

Hey, I got to go, all right?

I-I'll be home soon.

All right.
All right, I love you.

Talk to you soon.

I love you, too.

What are you listening to?

Oh, a podcast.

Slow Burn.

The new episode?

So, we understand that you have

a grievance
against Diana Blackwood.

Oh. Really?

What makes you think that?

Look, any-anything
you can-can give us,

it would really help us keep
them from hurting other people.

Oh. Oh, sure.

I can help you. Uh, you know,

I kept a paper trail
with a memo line reading,

"For super secret
illegal tunnel. Shh.

Don't tell."

You guys, I'm not an idiot.

Okay? There's no paper trail.

- You could testify.
- No, that's not happening.

Diana Blackwood
is fucking crazy.

Why do you think I pay a big man
to sit outside my door?

How 'bout we record
your testimony?

No, they think I'm dead.

And that's the way
I'd like to keep it.

But you're not.

We can subpoena you.

Okay, look,
there is something I kept

just in case I found myself

in the middle
of a Blackwood shitstorm.

What do you want?

Can you move me to a safe place?

Yeah, we can do that.

Okay. Make it out
of the country,

and we'll talk.

Oh.

Morning.

Good morning, Wade.

I got a question for you.

You know a Rochelle Purple?

Hmm.

Doesn't ring a bell.

Well, actually,
it was a trick question,

'cause I know you do.

- Yeah.
- Hmm.

Did you hear what I said?

I think you dropped out.

Wait, can you just
say that again?

I said... every dime

spent on this tunnel project

is going to come out
of Fer-de-lance.

I don't know what that is.

I know that you and Diana

set up a shell corporation
to rob me blind.

Wade, I can explain...

You are going
to make it up to me.

And you're going to protect
my ass in the process.

But that would
put Diana at risk.

She will not do well
in a women's prison.

- So be it.
- Shut it off.

- She's your family.
- Shut it off.

So does that jog your memory?

I want every fucking copy.

Okay.

Well, you're gonna have
to add a few zeros

to that offer of yours.

And then there's Gene Bennett.

So...

Whatever it takes.

And then you can go
fuck yourself.

You'll get your copies
when you wire the money.

How's that?

Just so you know, you're
not welcome around here anymore.

No shit?

Actually, I think I've had
my fill of the Central Valley.

It's a very large settlement,
Mr. McBride.

That's what he offered us.

I'm just surprised.

Mr. Blackwood must feel
very, very bad

- about something.
- He does, Your Honor.

Given the circumstances,
we believe it's a fair,

reasonable, and...
adequate amount.

I'm sure you do.

Ms. Sen?

Yes, Your Honor.

Mr. Blackwood
is willing to pay the premium,

because he's asking
that the class and its counsel

be bound by an NDA.

From here on out,
they cannot mention anything

that they've learned during the
course of this case to anyone.

Mr. McBride,
you're prepared to enter into

a secret settlement?

Yes, Your Honor.

It's the best possible result
for our clients.

You'd think so.

They're all now millionaires.

Ms. "Pa-pa-gian"?

Pagian.

It's...
Well, it's Solis-Papagian.

I've been married twice.

It doesn't... You don't care.

Um, yes, we agree to the terms.

We're agreeing to that.

With the money wired
to an escrow account

- by the end of the day.
- Obvious. Yeah.

The parties' joint motion
is hereby granted.

Pending notice to the class
and final approval,

you and your clients are,

from this moment forward,

bound by the terms of the NDA.

All right.

That's done.

Yeah, it is.

Want to go have a drink,
celebrate?

Oh, no, I can't do that.

I'm pregnant.

Hang on a second.

Did you say you're pregnant?

- Yeah.
- Are you serious?

Yeah.

You tell me that
like you just bought a bag

- of fucking Doritos?
- Mm...

The fuck's...
How did that happen?

I had sexual intercourse
with a man.

And when were you gonna tell me?

When could I have told you?

Any fucking time.

You've been stowed away
in some casino,

Howard Hughes-ing it

with your pee jars
and your black soap

and God knows what.

Not really the environment
to share news.

Not to mention,
didn't think you were interested

in lady bit news, so... Well,

I was under the impression
that we're...

friends, you know?

And that's kind of big news.

I will name it after you.

- You're damn right you will.
- All right?

Billy or Billina.

Maybe. All right?

I'm sorry,
h-how much is the settlement?

It's $500 million.

Right.

Each member of the class will
get a little over a million.

But you're lead plaintiff,
so you'll get about two.

And the Blackwoods
are gonna sign over ownership

of Gloria's restaurant
as part of the deal.

You just need to take
this information to the others.

And we highly recommend
you take it,

'cause it doesn't get
much better than this.

It doesn't.

So I'm gonna have... money.

Yeah.

I've never had money before.

Hi. Yes, I'm in possession

of an interesting
nondisclosure agreement

that Marisol Silva signed when
she was on the city council.

Can I talk to a reporter
who'd want to look into that?

Awesome. Thanks.

Oh. Um... You scared me.

I just was...

New science suggests
that the bond

between a mother and her child

directly relates
to enhancing the child's IQ.

Based on your performance
on this case...

why don't we make
your maternity leave permanent.

Give that child of yours

at least a fighting chance
to graduate

from junior high school.

Hi.

Is Christina Lukin home?

Mom!

Oh, I forgot. She went out.

Yeah.

Okay.

Do you know
when she'll be back home?

I don't know. Sorry.

Could I just... if I could...

Do me a favor. Grab the box out
of the back for Mom.

Evan.

Hi.

Can I help you?

Christina Lukin?

Yeah.

You're young.

Sorry?

Nothing. Um...
Uh, I'm a Realtor,

and I've been talking
to some of the homeowners

in your neighborhood to see if
they were interested in, um...

in selling their homes
in the near future.

Oh. Um...

Yeah, I'm not really, um,
thinking about...

- selling my home right now.
- No, no, yeah.

Just so you know,
it is a seller's market.

Here, especially, with the...

You guys have
a great school district.

- Mm-hmm.
- Um...

And then a lot of the homes
are gonna go above asking.

- Sure.
- Yeah.

- Hey.
- Hi.

Uh, Mom, this is Casey's stuff.

- Why am I bringing it in?
- Get the box.

Um... Do you have, um...

- like, a business card?
- Business card. Yeah.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

Um...

So... Thank you, bud.

- There you go.
- Perfect. Thanks.

Patty.

So, you're a Realtor
and a lawyer?

That is how it worked out, yeah.

That's amazing.

- That's really cool.
- Thanks.

- Good for you. Yeah.
- Thanks. Yeah.

You're welcome.

So...

It was really nice meeting you.

It was really nice
to-to meet you, too.

- Bye. Mm-hmm.
- Thanks.

Hey, Gene.

Hey, could I get one of those?

And, uh, he can have
another one, too. Thank you.

I stopped over at your place

and, you know, saw your truck
out here, so...

Well, it's too quiet there.

Just got tired
of talking to myself.

Yeah, I understand.

Thinking
about selling the place?

Yeah, well...
it was always Bobbi's place.

Well, Blackwood will buy it
for $10 million, so...

What?

Why?

I mean, it's-it's worth
a hell of a lot less than that.

Well, he's gonna do right
by you and Bobbi.

You don't have to sell it,
but if you decide to,

just wanted you to know
the offer stands.

So, that's it.

Yeah.

That's about it.

Not with a bang but a whimper.

You take care of yourself, Gene.

Yeah, you, too.

All right.

You are going
to make it up to me.

And you're going to protect
my ass in the process.

That would put Diana at risk.

She will not do well
in a women's prison.

So be it.

She's your family.

She doesn't give a shit
about family.

And she is never going to get
a piece of this land.

Due to a family emergency,

I must regretfully resign
as mayor.

This will allow me
the time and attention

to deal with this matter.

Many are speculating
Marisol Silva's resignation

is a preemptive move to avoid
the fallout from a story

the L.A. Times just published,

linking her
to a secret state water deal

that's only beginning
to be uncovered.

- Mayor, when can we expect you back?
- No comment.

Ms. Silva?
The state attorney general

would like to ask you
some questions.

I'd like to speak to my lawyer.

Good idea. Follow us.

- Hello?
- Patty.

Um, hi. This is Christina Lukin.

You there?

Uh, yeah.

Sorry, go ahead.

Listen, I-I don't think

I'm quite ready
to sell my house,

but I had this...

This is going to sound
so strange,

but when I was talking to you,

I had a feeling
that we've met before.

I know who you are.

Can you, um,
can you please come back?

Yeah.

Hey, Billy.

What are you doing, Diana?

Diana, wait.