In Plain Sight (2008–2012): Season 4, Episode 2 - Crazy Like a Witness - full transcript

Mary helps a paranoid whistle-blower connect with his son.

[Beep]

[Beeping]

[Shutter snapping]

[Cell phone ringing]

- Sweetheart.
- Adam, hi.

You'll never believe this.

- Guess who got a big evelope?
- Talk to me.

I'm in, dad.
The U!

I'm officially a golden gopher.
Whoo!

Yeah, way to go, bud!

I knew you'd get in.
What did I tell you?



Adam, you should have seen
his smile.

Hey, you know
what I'm thinking, guys?

If you're thinking Antonio's,
I do.

I'm thinking Antonio's
big time.

I'll meet you there
in 20 minutes.

We'll order your favorite.
[Glass shattering]

Guys?

Mom?
Mom! Mom!

Help! Somebody!
Mom, wake up!

Wake up!
Mo-o-om!

Mom!

Guys, I lost...

Grace?

For all five years
of high school,



Brandi could never
get off the phone.

Didn't matter which guy.

Was always the same...

"You hang up."
"No, you hang up."

Took all I had not to rip
the phone out of the wall.

I never got that.

The unquenchable thirst
for hanging on.

My mom...

She was...

I can't believe she's gone.

I know.

I'm so sorry.

I don't know what to say.

Just everything is...

Joey, we need to go.

So, what, we'll never see
each other again?

Seriously now?

Look, I'm sorry.

It's just not your call.
You're a minor.

So you go where your dad goes.

I'm really sorry.

It's time to go.

I love you.

In my experience,

holding out for closure does
nothing but prolong the pain.

The stoics got it right.

Lance the boil,
rip off the band-aid.

Man up and get on with it.

I gotta go.

We doing enchiladas?

Don't say it
before the meeting.

Now that's
all I'm gonna think about.

- Con queso?
- Con bite me.

I don't think we discussed

his revising the document.

Oh, Fred. Relax.
I think your case

can withstand the assault
on the government-issued prose.

I'm not a big fan
of uncertainty.

Which is why everyone
in your office

calls you Chicken Little.

[Clears throat]

Please tell me you knew that.

I do now.

Real people-person,
this one.

You did mention
he has the right

to comment before signing,
right?

Comment, yes.
Change, no.

I'm just filling in
what Mr. Zeitlin left out,

the part where the U.S.
Attorney agrees

to investigate
my wife's murder.

Local police
investigated fully.

They concluded
accidental mishap.

Okay, look,
I was a logistics officer

in the army.

Rand Bachmann wanted me
to help him

turn Genesis
into the next Blackwater,

so I know...
I designed

how they deal with threats.

Okay?
I taught them.

How to bribe congressmen
to vote contracts their way?

No, ma'am, I did not.

Once they realized that I
contacted the Inspector General,

that I was going to blow
the whistle

on their corruption,
they targeted me.

Only my wife's car
needed an oil change.

She was driving my car.
Do you understand that?

Dad, dad, come on.
It was an accident.

Rand Bachmann makes one call

to the right guy on K street,

and this location
is compromised, period.

Dad, stop!

Listen, Adam,

I understand your concerns...

I heard about Bachmann. He's
frighteningly well-connected.

[Laughs]
"Danger room."

I'm just saying
it's not that crazy.

- Okay.
- Adam, we've never lost

a witness
who followed the rules.

You don't know much
about the way

Genesis operates, do you, sir?

I cannot sign this document
as it is.

Marshall, I'm not convinced.

Mr. Roston fully appreciates
the strength

of his bargaining position.

- Are you?
- I am not.

Look, until you testify, Adam,

you got Chicken Little here
by the what?

Short hairs?

I would have said balls,
but short hairs works.

He has no case without you.

Until you testify, you own him.

This is helpful.
Thanks.

So here's what's gonna happen.

Zeitlin's gonna cave
on the changes you need,

Stan's gonna okay them,
Marshall and I are

gonna go get enchiladas,
and you

and your son
can start acclimating to life

in lovely Albuquerque.
Don't be shy about the lip balm.

It's dry here.
We good?

[Slaps his bottom]

Okay, yeah, I guess we can
rejigger it a little.

Dynamite.

Let the jiggering begin.

Just make sure my witness
shows up safe and sound at trial.

Wait, safe and sound?

Is that new?
It's not an either/or thing?

Fred, we got this.

Nothing to worry about.

Worry is my middle name.

Must have been awkward
at Commencement.

Go back to Minnesota, Zeitlin.

Tell Prince we said hi.

Marshall, enchiladas.

Hey, I forgot my wallet.

Stupid!
[Groans]

God damn it.

[Groans]

- Mar?
- What?

I hate you.

Step aside.

Ah. Your water control valve
is stuck.

There.
Fixed.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

Wow.
How are you at drafty windows?

[Laughs]

This? Bobby down

at the dealership taught me
everything I need to know.

Huh.

You miss me living
in the guest room

and making the coffee.

I miss the coffee.

[Cell phone vibrates]
Mary, umm,

there's no good way
to ask this.

I'll just go get my checkbook.

No, umm,

I'd like you to be my M.O.H.

Maid of Honor at my wedding.

Okay, well,
don't say M.O.H.

Look, I know
it's not exactly your thing,

but what do you think?

Umm, well, I'm honored

that you asked me really.
Honored.

Just I think I know someone
who would be more honored

if that's possible.

Mom.

Mom's dying to do this.

"Hey, I'd buy it right now,

"but I don't write the checks,
you know.

You'll have to talk
to my wife."

Yeah, the apron string,
it's a technique

that buyers use to put off
making a decision.

Some day I'm gonna be looking
through my wedding album,

Peter, me, and you
standing beside me.

I want that picture, Mary.

I need it.

Holy God, I bet you sell
a crap load of cars.

[Laughs]

Think about it?

Okay.
[Cell phone rings]

[Groans]

- God, I hate you.
- What?

No. Not you.

Joey called.
He says there's a situation

at the house.

I am not going anywhere
until I get...

I got two coffees.

I swear to God,

you're a keeper.

Joey,
unless that thing's pointed

at your neighbor's jacuzzi,

it's not a situation.

If it was,
I wouldn't be complaining.

Your dad's scared.

He just wants you safe.

And these fears normally
resolve themselves

faster than you think.

Normal?
Okay, home security system,

fine, that's normal.

But this?

Huh.
There's a bold choice

for a window dressing.

I think we found
the danger room.

Since 1970, the federal
Witness Protection Program

has relocated
thousands of witnesses,

some criminal, some not,

to neighborhoods
all across the country.

Every one of those individuals
shares a unique attribute

distinguishing them
from the rest

of the general population.

And that is,
somebody wants them dead.

In Plain Sight | Episode 04x02
"Crazy Like a Witness"
Original airdate: May 8, 2011

I know how this looks.

Like you're trying
to save money on sun block?

My testimony
poses a very real threat

to some very powerful,
manipulative people.

I helped them run
their business.

I know how I would handle
a crisis like this.

It wouldn't be to ignore
the facts on the ground.

What facts might those be?

A car.
He keeps seeing a car.

Same one for a week.

Yukon with tinted windows
slow-pulls past the house.

- I got a license number.
- A week?

So I guess you were, what,
just too busy picking out

plywood to let us know?

I didn't want to cry wolf.

I had to be sure.

And last night the same car
parked across the street.

Just sat there,
like, keeping watch,

and that's when I knew
that Genesis had pierced

your alleged cloak
of anonymity.

Meanwhile,
I've never seen this car,

and my eyes work fine.

Okay, I'm just throwing this
out there.

Maybe a neighbor
bought a new car?

I tried to tell him that.

Genesis doesn't know
you're here.

And if we thought
you were in any danger,

we'd move you immediately.

Moving is not a solution.

No matter where we go,
Genesis will find us.

I'm making a stand either way.

Might as well be here.

I trust this stand

you're contemplating
doesn't involve

the use of lethal force.

Nothing like that in the house.

I check.
Daily.

Your son's going on
a daily scavenger hunt for guns.

I got to say, I'm not sure
plywood's your first priority.

Oh, hey, Shelly.

Thanks for coming.

So Mr. Roston's
having a problem

adjusting to the relocation?

I'd say he's currently
a standard deviation

or two outside the norm.

- Translation...
- I'll just grab Adam's WC file.

Thanks, Marshall.

Thanks, Marshall.

So how severe
are we talking here?

Is there concern
that Adam poses a danger

to himself or anyone else?

No, I mean, his head's
not in the oven yet, but...

Well, let's get him in
for an informal eval anyway.

I'd rather be out in front
of this thing.

- Yeah, me too.
- I'm wide open this week.

Thank you.
Call me.

Noted.

Got a make on the Yukon
Adam saw outside the house.

It's registered
to a plating business

near Phoenix.

Our guys there
say the owner's clean,

no priors, no nothing.

Huh.
Still you have to wonder

why a vehicle from Phoenix
keeps idling

on a Random block
in Albuquerque.

Ooh, Phoenix.
Spooky.

Hey, mom.

No, I haven't decided yet.

'Cause I haven't had time.

Which, if you think about it,

might suggest
I'm not the best candidate.

Don't you have to teach
six-year-olds Swan Lake

or something?

Got it.

Mission accomplished.
Bye.

Running for office?

Away from it actually.

Brandi's in the market
for a maid of honor.

Apparently Jinx has accepted
the post of chief of marketing.

Pestering the sister
of the bride to plan a party

and pick out shoes?
The nerve of those women.

I'd have to pick out shoes?

I was on the phone last night

with my second cousin Marci.

She's a special agent
with Minneapolis FBI.

Now the way she hears it,

on the down low...
funny expression, down low...

the driver who killed
Adam's wife was a no show

for a scheduled Q & A.

So they hit
his last-known address.

The only thing left
was the curtains.

There could be
a thousand reasons

the driver disappeared.

By which she means,

"Thank you, Delia."

The conspiracy thickens.

It thins.
The conspiracy thins.

The cops in Minneapolis
ruled it accidental.

The guy who caused it took off.

He probably had a laundry list
of hit-and-runs.

I mean,
that's hardly unprecedented.

"Just because you're paranoid

doesn't mean
they aren't after you."

Joseph Heller,
Catch-22.

[Mocking] "Joseph Heller,
Catch-22."

- I'm just saying.
- You're just saying,

"Hey, look at me,

I got a gold star in lit."

And not just in Shakespeare.

In the obscure,
offbeat stuff too

like On the Road and whatever
that other thing was.

Impressive how you can carry

both sides of the conversation
like that.

Do you do puppet shows?

I hate puppet shows.

So lame.

Also oddly scary.

- Come on... - Get'im
- Get it up...

[Groans and cheers]

Good shot, Joey.

I'll be right back, all right?

Nice shot.

Thanks.

I played some back in the day.

We should shoot the rock
sometime.

Shoot the rock?
Sorry.

Someone's been watching reruns
of The Wire.

Take him up, bet big.
He shoots like a girl.

And she fouls like an inmate

playing ball in the yard
for smokes.

I see you made
some new friends.

Yeah, they're all right.

Nothing like my guys
in Minnesota, though,

and Albuquerque definitely

doesn't have girls
like Jessica.

But whatever.

Listen, we wanted to catch you
when your dad wasn't around,

talk to you about...

about his meltdown?
That's f'd up, right?

The boarded-up windows
were definitely unconventional.

He used to be,
like, the best dad.

You know, street hockey
on the weekends,

and barbecues,
and all that stuff.

And now all he talks about
is what happened to my mom

and how Mr. Bachmann's
behind it.

Most days, he never even
leaves the house.

He doesn't even shower.

So you're taking care of him?

Pretty much.

Sounds fun.

I saw this thing

about Larry Bird's mental game
and how he'd always like

to get in the other guy's head.

Mr. Bachmann is totally
in my dad's head right now.

Yeah.
Seems that way.

The thing is,

what if he never leaves?

If what you say is true,

that your wife
was intentionally targeted,

you must be considering
your share of responsibility.

I know exactly who's
responsible... Rand Bachmann.

If I could just get Joey
to see that.

He thinks I'm out of my mind.

Well, some of your recent
behavior could be seen

as a little irregular.

[Laughs]

The windows, for instance.

Look, your son was forced
to move away

from his friends,
from everything he knows.

That can't be easy

on either of you.

He's all I have.

Listen...

If he doesn't believe me...

I've been having
a-a very hard time here.

Look, Adam, you're under
a tremendous amount of stress.

This is not atypical.

The good news is that
there are ways to manage it.

I have a colleague,
Dr. Sadoff...

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

They'll cloud my mind.

I have testimony to give.

I have a murder to prove.

I need to be thinking clearly.

I appreciate it,

but I'm fine.

Uh, I need to be home now.

[Cell phone ringing]

Adam?
You okay?

All right, listen up,

wait for me right there.

Lock the doors, no one comes in.
I'm on my way.

They took Joey.
Three guys in black hoods.

- They jumped out of the car.
- Was it the same car?

- The same license plate?
- Yes! Yes!

The same car!

Adam, did they say anything?

I'm gonna put Stan on it.

No, they didn't say anything.

They just grabbed Joey.

Joey! Joey!

- Hey.
- Joey, you okay?

Did they hurt you?
Are they still out there?

- What's going on?
- Adam, no. Adam! Adam!

Adam!
[Overlapping shouting]

Stay away from my son,
you son of a bitch!

Hands up! Hands up!

U.S. marshals.
Put your hands up!

Let me see your hands!
Let me see your hands!

You think
I don't know who you are??

- You think I don't know...!
- Dad!

Dad, I was playing basketball!

Joey!!
Joey, get back in the house!!

Get back in the house!

Stand down.
Stand down.

You tell Bachmann...

Yes, I have
a medical emergency.

Dad, calm down, all right?

So just like that,
he's in the psychiatric unit?

How long?

It's hard to say.

But he's been sedated,

so he's comfortable now, calm.

How about you?
How are you doing?

Look, Joey,
I don't know exactly

what you're going through here,

but what I do know
is it isn't your job

to take care of your father.

He doesn't want it to be.

You don't.
Neither do I.

Trust me, the best way
for you to take care of him

is just to take care
of yourself.

Do you know
that he's been teaching me

how to spot
drone surveillance planes?

Drones.

Spot any?

I hate it here.
My friends back home

are getting ready
to go to prom.

I'm about to visit my dad
in a fricking psych ward.

- I know.
- And Jessica has

some new boyfriend, I guess.

- Awesome.
- Joey, listen to me,

what I'm about to ask you
is very important.

Did you speak with Jessica?
Someone else?

How do you know that?

I trolled through Facebook
on a friend's account.

Okay?
She's in a relationship

with this guy Matthew Schmidt,
my best friend

since first grade.

- Nice.
- Yeah.

God, just why did he have
to go after Mr. Bachmann?

I met the guy.
He was...

I don't know, he was cool.

He got me a Nano for Christmas.

Why couldn't he
have just done his job?

For some people
with a sense of duty,

for your dad,
he was doing his job.

Adam woke up a bit agitated.

So I increased
the sedative IV push.

Seems to have done the trick.
He's settled in.

Settled in is fine.
How's the paranoia?

It's subsided for the moment.

If these episodes
don't resolve quickly,

we can always put him on
a wide-spectrum antipsychotic,

but then we'll have to be
concerned about side effects.

Now, look, I'm on rounds.

Call with anything.

I don't sleep.

Thanks, Wayne.

Side effects?

Drowsiness, muscle rigidity,

tremors...
difficult to predict.

I'm no lawyer,
but I'm pretty sure

zombies tend to make
less effective trial witnesses.

Well, to this point,
nothing that's happened

would have to be revealed
to the defense.

Adam's impact as a witness
shouldn't be diminished.

Zeitlin will do handstands.

My concern is getting Adam
straight with his son.

That'll go a long way toward
putting him back on track,

so whatever you can do.

Protecting people I can do.

Healing 'em's your gig.

In this case,
you might not be able

to do one without the other.

Call you later.

Dad.

- Hey.
- Mm.

You're in the hospital.

Don't worry, okay?
You're fine.

I'm fine.
You just...

you just got to breathe.

The doctors here
are top-notch, Adam.

You're in good hands.

What is he doing here?

Get him out!
Get him...

- Get him out of here!
- Dad, what the hell?

They took you away
in the Yukon last night.

He's a Genesis man.

You covered your face
with that hood,

but I know those eyes.
You son of a bitch!

Adam, you know me.
I'm Marshall.

Mary and I are here
to protect you.

He's with them.
He's one of Bachmann's men.

No, Adam. No, he's not.
Marshall's with me,

- but he's going to find a nurse.
- Yes, he is.

Mary, what the hell?

This is getting worse.

It's getting worse.

Look at me.

Look, your dad's getting help.

This is where he needs to be,

but we need you
to keep it together.

- Can you do that?
- Yeah.

Adam, Adam.

You're okay.

- Okay?
- Gracie.

- No.
- Gracie.

- Adam, I'm not your wife.
- Oh, God.

- Oh, my God.
- Joey.

Always been a stubborn boy.
You talk to him.

Yeah, let me see

what I can do,
sweetheart, okay?

- You just rest.
- Where are you going, Joey?

Joey! Come back!

Joey.

Joey, wait.
Damn it.

[Bell dings]

God damn it.
Joey.

Leave me alone.
I'm going to the cafeteria.

Is that not allowed?

Look, I know
what you saw in there just now...

- My dad is completely whacked!
- I know.

I know what this looks like
right now, okay?

Believe me, I do,
but it doesn't mean your dad...

he's not gonna be like this
forever.

How do you know?
You can't promise

he'll get better, so don't.

Stan, he's a kid.
He's in danger.

We can't at least reach out
to WITSEC Minneapolis?

It's out of our hands,
Marshall.

Believe me.

I wish there was something
we could do.

Who died?

Joey Roston
just officially opted out,

and we assume
he's on his way home.

[Sighs] Well, so one of us
watches the dad.

The other flies to Minnesota,
drags him home by his ear.

It's a non-starter.

Joey turned 18 last month.

He's entirely
within his rights.

All we can do is protect
the witness we do have.

So one witness
goes section eight,

and the other goes awol.

Somehow I'm not seeing
a departmental commendation

on this one.

- Chief McQueen.
- Yeah, what do you got?

DVD from WITSEC Washington.

Special courier.
Marked urgent.

[Sighs]

Hello.
My name is Rand Bachmann,

and I'm speaking to you
from my office

at the Genesis Corporation.

As I'm sure you're aware,

it's been a tumultuous time

for all of us here at Genesis.

And when I say all of us,

I include our friend and
former colleague Adam Wilson.

Talk about connected.

Yeah, enough to get a DVD
to us through DOJ Channels.

Take that, Netflix.

So please know that
what I'm about to share with you

is meant in the spirit

of true concern
and understanding.

For some time now,

Adam's been struggling
emotionally,

making claims
about his coworkers

that bore no basis in fact.

Even saying I made
payments to a Senator...

A total fabrication.

And while we don't pretend
to understand

what motivated him,
please assure Adam

that he is under no threat
from anyone at Genesis.

And that no one was involved

in Grace's death.

We... we join in his grief.

Am I the only one
a little creeped out

that he was able
to get this to us?

- I assume he strong-armed
a friend over at DOJ

But one thing we never do

is turn on our own people.

We're appealing to you

because we know
that reaching Adam personally

is out of the question,
as it should be.

But wherever Adam is

and whatever
he might be thinking of us,

please assure him
that he and Joey

are close to our hearts

and always in our thoughts.

Thank you.

"Just because you're paranoid

doesn't mean
they aren't after you."

Joseph Heller.

What? I read.

Yeah, I don't know, Stan.

I guess I'll call you
after I talk to him, okay?

Okay.

Okay.
I cannot believe

you brought backup.

What is this technique?
The "Mommie Dearest"?

Your sister tells me
you've been avoiding

the maid of honor question.

[Laughs]

Narc.

Mary, it's all my fault.

Please tell me you didn't break

my new coffee maker.

And I think I know

what's really going on,

why you won't say yes.

For so many years,

you... both of you

were so focused

on me and my problems,

you haven't had time to focus

- on each other.
- Mom.

To become real sisters.

What are you talking about?

Of course, we're real sisters.

Which is why I find you

ambushing me
in my own home irritating

as opposed to, say, criminal.

Mary, please.

I'm just trying to say

that I think that

my problem...
[Stammers]

- Alcoholism?
- Yes.

Stopped you from growing up.

- No, it didn't.
- That graduation party

you always wanted,

that Sweet 16.

I never wanted a Sweet 16.

I wanted a bottle of vodka,

which you bought for me.

I feel really bad

about not being able
to be there

for you then, but I can be here
for you now.

And you can be here for Brandi.

Wow.

I know, right?

We've talked, Brandi and I,

and if you don't want
to be maid of honor,

fine.

But at least, as a sister,

help her pick out
her wedding gown.

Dress. Let's start
by calling it a dress, okay?

Look, Brandi, I'm sorry

you didn't get that sister.

You know,
the Kodak moment sister

who loves spending the day
with wedding magazines.

I do my best.

I'm just never gonna do
magazines.

I don't do dresses.

And I definitely don't do gowns.

But, hey, eat, drink.

Not you.

And by all means,
enjoy my couch.

[Knock at door]

Hey.

Doctor said
you're feeling better.

How's Joey?

Adam, we need to talk.

What?

What?
Spit it out, inspector.

Umm...

Look, Joey's left the program.

He's opted out
of Witness Protection.

I don't understand.
How?

He's 18 now.
It's his call.

I guess, between everything
that's happened

and missing his old life,

just too much.

Where did he go?
What are you doing about it?

Well, right now
what we're doing

is upping your protection
here at the hospital.

And as soon as you're released,

- you'll be relocated.
- Relocated?

Joey would never compromise
my location.

No. Not willingly,
of course.

But he knows where you are.

That makes him vulnerable.
And not just him.

- I need to talk to him.
- Adam, that's not possible.

He's my son, God damn it.

- Okay.
- He's just a boy, Mary.

He doesn't know
how to protect himself.

- Do you know where he is?
- No, we don't.

Look, if I had to guess,
the good money's on Minneapolis.

- Right?
- He went to see Jessica.

What if Genesis
has gotten to her?

No, Genesis hasn't...
look, Jessica's not part

of some scheme, Adam.
She's a high school kid.

She's ditching class,
buying a prom dress.

No, she is a girl
whose father has debts.

It's so simple.
It's straight out

- of Bachmann's playbook.
- Adam. Adam, Adam!

Just lie down, okay?
Look.

Please.
Please.

I've alerted the police
in Minneapolis.

They'll keep an eye out
for Joey if he shows.

All right?
The best thing you can do now

is rest up... Okay?

I'll check in
with the Minneapolis PD,

and I'll let you know
what they know.

I promise.

I promise. Okay?

Okay.

Okay.

WNBA is calling.

New security detail's
outside Adam's door

- waiting for us.
- What's Finkel thinking?

That the key for Adam
is getting straight with Joey.

So basically this guy's cure
just went off the grid.

Awesome, right?

Listen, I'll handle
the introductions,

make sure Adam knows
these guys are with us

and not, you know, evil.

Good idea.
He and I aren't exactly

- Frick and Frack.
- Yeah.

Plus, you say things
like Frick and Frack,

really, who needs that?

You guys noon to 8:00?

It's not that bad.

It starts off with judge Judy,

but not that one,
the black one.

Before you know it,
you're into 11 hours

of Law & Order reruns.

I'll see if Adam's up
for handshakes.

Oh, crap.

[Dialing]

Hey, Stan,
Adam pulled a Cuckoo's Nest.

Yup.

Looks like skipping town
runs in the family.

Guy can't tell me
from his dead wife,

but he Jackie Chans himself
into the ventilation system

- and ditches security?
- It's adrenaline.

He's worried about his son.

Yeah, me too.

The day I left,

I told you I loved you.

And you said the same thing.

You said the same thing,
Jessica.

I know.
I...

Look, things, they just...

I never thought
that I would see you again.

Okay?

Matthew?

Hey, we're still
gonna see each other

at school, right?

You're still going?

[Laughs]

I guess.

Come on, Joey.
Please don't.

I'm not.
I'm not.

I'm just... my head is,
like, allergies.

Give me a minute?

Yeah.

Everyone says
New York's dangerous

or Philly or Detroit.

But regardless of where you go,
danger finds you.

The trick is,
keep your head down,

blend in,
and go about your business.

You know what I mean?

Give our regards
to your father.

I'm telling you,
Jessica didn't say a thing.

They must have been,
I don't know, like,

watching her I guess.

Did either of them mention
Genesis or Rand Bachmann?

- They didn't have to.
- Look, Joey,

we can't tell you what to do.
We can't force you

back into the program,
but those guys in the van

were right about one thing.

It isn't safe for you here.

Or your father.

- What are you talking about?
- We think your father's coming

to look for you.

I thought he was
in the hospital.

He was.
He took off.

He heard
you were coming back here,

and however crazy
you think he is,

he's your father,
and he wants you safe.

- What are we gonna do?
- Nothing.

You do nothing.
You grab a crappy cup of coffee.

Sit tight and do nothing.

Joey is telling

extraordinary stories.

Masked men,
gagged in the back of a van,

dumped outside a police station?

That's not public information.

Oh, relax.

I don't have
the precinct bugged.

I spoke to the chief earlier.

Huh, small world.

Well, we were coordinating

our weekly squash game.

Clever, by the way,

dropping Joey off
outside the station.

Just makes the kid's story

sound ridiculous on its face.

Do I sense a hidden accusation?

Oh, was that hidden?
My mistake.

Look, the last thing
Genesis needs

are additional headlines.

Bring me
a physical description,

a license number,

a single piece of evidence
linking even one

Genesis employee,

and I'll conduct
an internal investigation.

Internal as in fabricated?

Well, I hate to say this,

but fabrication
is Adam's department.

Our file

documenting Adam's many claims

against Genesis as well as
his psychological difficulties.

Maybe all the secrecy required
of his position got to him.

Maybe I kept him on out
of a sense of responsibility.

Bottom line...

Adam's a friend
who lost his wife.

I'm concerned.
We all are.

And I believe
that you will see what I mean.

This file's a joke.

It's a hell of a way

to pre-impeach testimony.

Bachmann sees someone

about to blow the whistle,

he retroactively assembles
his own defense.

And Adam goes
from whistleblower

to psycho ex-employee
with an axe to grind.

Kind of genius, actually.

It's unbelievable.

Adam was dead-on
about these guys

from the get-go.

Ah, the dulcet sound

of a Mary Shannon admission

so rarely heard in nature.

Do you think everyone wants
to punch you in the mouth?

[Cell phone rings]

Joey?

You okay?

Okay, yeah.
Okay, yeah, just stay put.

We'll be there in ten.

Adam called Joey.

Says he's gonna make things
right.

Ooh, what do you think
that means?

I don't know.
The last place I'd want to be

is inside Adam's head,
but I'm guessing

it doesn't involve
a happy ending for Bachmann.

Your father mentioned him
by name?

No, but I could tell he was
talking about Mr. Bachmann.

And then he said something
about me being proud of him

and hung up.

Adam's a trained soldier,

so he'd want to exploit
any weaknesses

in Bachmann's personal security.

Rules out Genesis headquarters.

A special forces attack

couldn't breach those walls.

Then again, that Houdini act
in the hospital?

I wouldn't put anything
past him.

Anybody want another cup

- of crappy coffee?
- No.

The home compound's
no picnic either.

So if you're thinking like him,

thinking logistically,
how does Adam get to Bachmann?

He waits, picks a spot
with little or no security.

But these guys don't spend
a lot of time out in the open.

You know,
no running to the store

for eggs.

And when they do go out,
they're shielded

by bouncers
and bulletproof glass.

They golf,
lunch at private clubs.

Yeah.
Yeah.

They play squash.

My dad and him used
to play squash twice a week.

Dad used to always bitch

- about always letting him win.
- You know where?

Minnesota Athletic Club,
St. Paul.

Shh.

[Minnesota accent] Yeah, hello,

I'm with the Mobile Auto Detail?

Yeah, Mr. Bachmann's car's
all done up,

and we just wanted to know

if now's a good time
to drop it off.

- Awff.
- Awff.

No, no, no,
don't interrupt his game.

Yeah,
we'll just try back later.

You betcha.
Bye now.

That's my best Fargo.

- That was no one's best Fargo.
- Come on.

If your dad's there,
he's gonna need to see you.

- But you'll stay in the car.
- Got it.

We are gonna stay here

all night, Rand,
and you are gonna tell the story

of what happened at Genesis,

what really happened.

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

Into the camera.
Into it.

Right now.

I swear to God.

I swear to God, Rand.

You're asking me
to admit to things

that never actually happened.

No, no.
No, no, no.

Don't.

I came to you

with concerns.

When I persisted,
you had them buried,

eliminated, along with me.

And then you tried to kill me.

You killed Grace instead.

You killed my wife,
you son of a bitch.

You're pointing a gun
at me, Adam.

Anything I say here

is not admissible at trial.

Who said anything
about a trial?

- Adam.
- Get back!

- Adam!
- Get back!

Okay, okay.

What is this?

Think!

There's no endgame here.

Huh?

I want Joey to know

what really happened
to his mother.

I want him to know that I...

had know
that this is real!

- This happened!
- Okay.

- I believe you, dad.
- Joey.

- Not helping, Joey.
- Don't move.

I believe you, dad.

I believe you.

Dad, please.

Please.

Just... I believe you.

Adam.

Adam.

I think you and Joey
lost enough.

Huh?

Doing this,
this won't bring Grace back.

Your... your son is here,

and he believes you.

You got what you wanted.

He believes you.

Adam...
Adam.

Your son needs you.

Huh?

Okay.

Okay.

One of my earliest memories

was of a beachfront
and a flagpole.

And of lightning flashes
headed for the shore.

As grow-ups ran around
frantic, gathering beach towels,

flip-flops an five-year olds,

one kid in particular
went racing to the storm.

So you're telling me

there's no need
for me to testify at all?

That part of things,

that's over now.

The A.U.S.A. felt
the squash court imbroglio

might impugn your credibility.

So that's it?
The case against Genesis

is just what?

Zeitlin can't move forward
without you.

Bachmann's agreement
not to prosecute

for assault with a deadly weapon
was the best we could do.

[Laughs]

Okay.
Let's go home, Joey.

Wait a second, Adam.

Are you sure about this?
You want to opt out?

Yeah, I'm sure.
I'm positive.

Your agreement with DOJ
remains in full effect.

We protect you
as long as you want, Adam.

My information about corruption

at Genesis
doesn't matter anymore.

It's irrelevant.

I'm a nuisance to them.

Harming us

is no longer in their interest.

Good luck.

Both of you.

Thank you, Mary.

Appreciate it, Marshall.

Hey, Joey.

Take care of yourself.

Let's go, Bud.

I watched that five-year old
at the beachfront,

clinging, wide-eyed
to the flagpole.

as pretty bolts of lightning
lit the sky.

Then his mom ran out.
Or a lifeguard, or an aunt.

And pulled him down
to groundedness

to live another day.

Right, Delia.

Yep.

Minneapolis cops
found the remains of the guy

who hit Grace Wilson's car.

Let me guess.
Bottom of a quarry.

Abandoned warehouse
just outside downtown.

They're calling it a suicide.

Search for truth
just ran out of road.

Bachmann's prints won't be
within miles.

So Adam looked good.

Didn't think
you were his dead wife.

Yeah, just the right meds
and two weeks in a psych ward,

he's as good as new.

As good as something anyway.

No chance he's gonna pick up a
gun and go after Bachmann again?

Logistically,
he wouldn't risk losing Joey.

His son's the only thing left
in his life that matters.

Plus, I told him
if Bachmann turns up

with as much as a skinned knee,

I'd hunt him down
like a filthy dog.

But, you know,
my usual light touch.

- Hey.
- Hi.

Hi.

Okay, here's the thing.

I'm thinking
you just keep it simple.

Nothing too Lady Gaga.

How about this?

Mary.

It's beautiful.

Wow, Mary.

As with most things,

hanging on to flagpoles is,
in the end, a matter of balance.

They're good to keep you steady
while you stay alert for lightning

as the storms cross the sea.

They have it
at the bridal place

- in Santa fe.
- Good.

So we'll make a road trip.

It's an M.O.H. thing.