01x12 - Running Out of Time

[bunniefuu]

♪ Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh ♪

(SIREN WAILS)

Good morning, Wayne. I'm picking up.

Sign in.

- Date and time.
- I called ahead

requesting a copy of a police file.

Otisville prisoner who
d*ed, Johnny Lozito.

- Yeah, it's ready.
- It's a cold case, right?

Yeah.

- Here we go.
- (SIGHS)

Something wrong?

I think I might have hurt someone.

Don't say another word.

Did you get any sleep?

I can sleep when the trial's over.

- Good thing today's the last day.
- (LAUGHS)

God, I just had a nightmare
that I took the stand

against the advice of counsel

and I completely torpedoed
my entire case.

You didn't torpedo the
case; It was a setback.

A setback I can fix in closing.

Is that what you've
been doing all night?

I always revise my summation.

- Well, come here.
- No, no.

- I have to finish this.
- No, you need a break.

No, no. What are you doing? Hit save.

Okay.

Look.

In a few hours the fate of
my life will be in the hands

of strangers, so on the off chance

that you can't reverse this setback,

I want to enjoy what little
time we have left together.

Yeah.

Mmm.

Ugh. Why is the sun so bright?

That's the thermonuclear fusion

from hydrogen into helium.

Same as the atomic b*mb, actually.

Is my hangover funny to you?

I'm not gonna lie, it's had its moments.

I also enjoyed last night

when you insisted our Uber driver

was Jimmy Fallon doing a skit.

It's your fault for bringing
me to an open bar party.

I didn't ask you to go sh*t
for sh*t with Krista Reed.

She's the champ.

I only accepted her
tequila sh*t challenge

because you declined.

Well, I'm about to be named acting D.A.

I have a certain level
of decorum to maintain.

I did like how you had my back, though.

It was kinda hot.

I didn't realize you had so
many good friends there.

Hope it doesn't change after
you're named acting D.A.

Why would it change?

♪ You're not who you say you are... ♪

You'll be the boss.

No one likes hanging out with the boss.

♪ And all of the dreams I had ♪

♪ You woke them ♪

♪ You're not who I thought you were... ♪

♪♪

ISAIAH: You revised the closing?

- I made some adjustments.
- That's good.

How much did you adjust?

- Only, um, all of it.
- Sadie.

I had no choice after Billy's
testimony torpedoed our case.

This is our last chance to
rebuild the jury's trust in him.

Morning, everyone.

You're looking very incognito.

Late night?

She was cheating on us with
a bunch of prosecutors.

What did I miss?

A woman walked into the police
station covered in blood,

confessed, and Tiffany
decided to represent her.

She had very kind eyes.

Cameron, you're first chair.

I do love an unwinnable case.

What were you doing at the
precinct this morning?

Just following up on some stuff.

Okay. We have a big day ahead of us.

Any other business to discuss?

ALBERT: I'm hearing
whispers that Grace Russo

is stepping down and a certain A.D.A.

has been tapped to replace her.

Does anyone here have any reliable

inside information on that?

I know nothing.

- Hey.
- Here she is, the reigning champ.

- Mmm, what'd I win?
- Uh, bragging rights?

I'll trade 'em in for a hangover cure.

You should've seen Cam
this morning... Oof.

- So it's serious.
- Well,

we had to get past the
one obvious obstacle.

- That she's a defense attorney?
- Yeah. We're making it work.

You know you're in the running
for acting D.A., right?

I was told it was mine to lose.

I hate this.

I heard people talking,

and apparently they really want

the interim D.A. to be
electable moving forward,

and there's some concern
that Cam might make you...

the opposite of electable.

I'm not gonna stop seeing Cam, if
that's what you're suggesting.

I like Cam, but I also like

the idea of you being D.A.

So let's get you elected.

Maybe be a little more discreet.

All anybody knows right now

is that you and Cam are friends.

I could spread the word
that that's all it is.

If anybody's looking for me,

uh... I'll be at a deposition.

(SECURITY LOCK BUZZES)

I can't believe she's dead.

- Brenda was your friend?
- She was my best friend.

Since fifth grade.

Did I really do it?

So you have no idea what happened?

I was hoping maybe you
guys could tell me.

TIFFANY: What the police have been able

to gather so far is that in
the middle of the night,

you drove to Brenda's house,

and let yourself in.

You have a key, right?

Your key was still in the lock.

And you went upstairs
to Brenda's bedroom

and using a hammer...

No. Oh, God, no.

They found the hammer beside the bed.

Your prints were all over it.

Please, just tell me I'm
sleeping right now.

Please.

Alison, this isn't a dream.

You've been charged with capital m*rder,

and they have all the evidence
they need to convict you.

The police said there was
no alcohol in your system.

Are you on any type of
prescription dr*gs?

No. I suffer from parasomnia,
a really rare kind,

that makes me act out
vivid dreams in my sleep.

So when you drove to Brenda's home,

let yourself in, and att*cked
her with a hammer...

I was asleep the entire time.

BILLY: So this is it.

- Almost.
- You feel good?

- She got this.
- Don't jinx me.

Sorry.

(BURRIS CLEARS HER THROAT)

So we agree that it's

all or nothing on the m*rder
one, no lessers included?

- We're good with that.
- Okay. I just...

In case I don't get a
chance after closing,

I wanted to say that I'm
really sorry about your mom.

Thank you... but, uh,

it's not the first time
her parole's been denied,

I'm sure it won't be the last.

No. I was talking about
the clemency request.

We didn't file a clemency request.

Oh. My mistake.

Is there something I should know?

It's really not an appropriate time.

Abby, please tell me.

There was a clemency request filed.

Because of your mom's cancer.

Amy Meyers was young and full of life

when she decided to break up
with Billy Brennan that night.

And after she broke
it off, she was dead.

He did it. We know that

because he is the only person
with motive and opportunity.

We know it because his sister

saw him standing over Amy's dead body.

We know it because his
boarding school roommate said

that Billy confessed to the crime.

And finally, we know it

because Mr. Brennan told us,

on the stand, that he did it.

He said he remembered seeing.

Amy's face after she d*ed.

I ask that you find Billy Brennan

guilty.

CAROLYN: Sadie...

Sadie.

You're up, she's finished.

JUDGE MENDOZA: Is the defense prepared

to give their summation?

We are, Your Honor.

Blood is powerful.

The love we feel for a family member

will make us do almost anything.

I think we can all understand

Gail Meyers' grief, and
her desire for justice.

She lost her daughter.

And the bond between a
mother and a daughter is...

It's primal.

The night her daughter
was taken from her,

Gail Meyers lost a piece of herself,

because blood is powerful.

But her desire for justice cannot come

at the expense of an innocent man.

They want it to be Billy Brennan

because that would give
them answers and closure

and someone to blame.

There's only one problem with that.

Billy Brennan didn't k*ll Amy Meyers.

How do we know?

Because blood is powerful.

There was only one piece
of physical evidence

in this entire trial, one piece.

Blood found on the m*rder w*apon.

Most of it was Amy's,

but there was also someone else's.

The blood of Amy's k*ller.

The prosecution made a big deal
about a scratch on Billy's face,

as if he got that scratch from Amy.

Okay. If so,

then it would be his
blood on the w*apon.

But it wasn't.

He volunteered to give his blood,

which he didn't have to do,

because he wanted to clear his name.

The name that has been
dragged through the mud

for years.

After being harassed

by a corrupt district attorney,

witnessing the manipulation of
his mentally unstable sister

by that same district attorney,

losing his job, becoming a pariah,

watching as the police focused
all of their attention on him,

while the real k*ller got away,
Billy Brennan said, "Enough."

Test my blood, it won't match."

And he was right.

It didn't match.

Billy Brennan didn't m*rder Amy Meyers.

Billy Brennan is not a m*rder*r.

Now, as you go off to deliberate,

remember the blood.

And ask yourselves this question:

Has the prosecutor

proven her case

beyond a reasonable doubt?

I'm asking you, and you,

and all of you,

do you have doubt?

Because if you do...

...then you must find

Billy Brennan not guilty.

(HORNS HONKING)

Hey. When's your character
and fitness interview?

- Tomorrow.
- Have you been prepping?

I will answer their
questions truthfully.

Except for ice cream flavor.
I'm gonna lie about that.

- 'Cause... vanilla.
- (SIGHS)

It's not a joke, Nick.
They're gonna ask stuff.

Real stuff.

Once. In a brownie. At a Phish concert.

(SCOFFS) Fine.

Okay, I accept.

- You accept what?
- Your offer to help me prep.

- I can't. I'm heading to court.
- Oh, right.

The sleepwalker case. You believe her?

You don't?

Alison suffers from a real
sleep disorder, Nick.

I agree that it's a little unusual,

but we've found similar cases

- that support our defense.
- Which is what?

She was never conscious,
so it's impossible for her

to possess requisite
intent to commit m*rder.

- Solid explanation.
- Yes.

She has been very transparent
and forthcoming with us,

so it's been very easy to help her.

Let me buy you dinner tonight.

I'll be so transparent,
I'll be see-through.

Come on. You'll get a free dinner,

I'll gain some confidence going
into my interview. Win-win.

Fine.

So what happens now?

The jury deliberates, we wait.

I think I'm gonna go see my mom.

I'll be on my cell all day.

Call if you need me.

You want me to come with you?

No. I need to do this alone.

I'm not abandoning you.

I know that this waiting is terrifying.

I'm not worried about me.

Just wish I could hug you right now.

You're allowed to hug me.

I was away on business.

Brenda was bummed that
I was gonna be gone

on our anniversary.

Two years.

I came back a day
early, to surprise her.

What happened when you got home?

I got off the plane, and
my phone was exploding.

I knew it was bad. I drove home.

Did you go inside the house?

They needed me to identify her body.

It was the worst day of my life.

ARRINGTON: Can you describe for me

the relationship between
your wife and the defendant?

They were best friends. At
least, that's what I thought.

What did you think when you
heard that the defendant

had m*rder*d your wife?

Objection to the use
of the word "m*rder."

Sustained.

I couldn't believe it.

I still have a hard time believing it.

Do you know if Brenda and
Alison had any kind of...

argument recently?

I've been wracking my brain.

After you and Brenda got
married, would you say

your wife spent more or
less time with Alison?

Less.

Do you think that bothered Alison?

Do you think maybe she was jealous
of your time with Brenda?

Maybe a little.

She was clingy.

Like, worried she was being replaced.

Objection. Hearsay.

Sustained. The jury will
disregard that last remark.

Mr. Bowman, first of all, I want
to offer you my condolences

- about your wife.
- Thank you.

I want to ask you about a camping trip

that you went on last year
with Brenda and Alison.

Something happened, didn't it?

You woke up in the middle of the night,

and you and Brenda had to
go searching for Alison.

She wandered off. We went to find her.

And you did find her,

in the lake, knee-deep,
twirling around in circles.

Yes.

She was sleepwalking.

Did she tell you about it?

Objection. Hearsay.

Overruled.

She said she dreamt that
she was in the Olympics,

competing in synchronized swimming.

And when you saw her that night
in the lake and her reaction

the next morning, did you believe

that she was actually sleepwalking?

I guess.

Thank you.

This is you taking me out to dinner?

Yeah, I figured we'd get more done here.

Oh. Plain cheese. You really
pulled out all the stops.

Let's get started. I printed
out some sample questions.

Actually, I wrote up my own.

- You did?
- I did.

First question, when
you were incarcerated

at Otisville Correctional
Facility, were you a member

of any particular, um, group?

Group? Like a band?

You know what I'm talking about.

If you're asking if I was in a g*ng,
then, no, Tiffany, I was not.

Next question, did you associate

- with any particular...
- Group?

- Are you gonna take this seriously?
- Yeah.

But you should be asking me
about who I am now, maybe

who I was before prison, but...

who I was inside is irrelevant.

You were convicted of fraud.

Writing bad checks.

You lied and deceived

innocent people on multiple occasions

to satisfy your own greed.

This dinner just took a turn.

That greed, dishonesty,
and moral depravity

didn't end the day you
entered Otisville, did it?

What are you doing?

Did anything happen in prison

that you want to talk about?

I got my law degree.

I know about Johnny Lozito, Nick.

I know he d*ed.

I know you lied about
it when I asked you.

You were at the precinct
investigating me?

- What happened to him, Nick?
- None of your damn business.

I'm your friend. You can...
you can trust me.

Okay.

It wasn't at a Phish concert.

It wasn't in a brownie.
And it wasn't just once.

I did some bad stuff,
but the headline is

I stopped doing bad stuff and
I turned my life around.

But there's a chance that
this bad stuff might come up

in your interview, and you
should be prepared for it.

I'm just trying to help you.

I don't need your help.

(SIGHS)

(DISTANT TRAFFIC SOUNDS)

What's this?

Pasta.

Wine.

That's a good combination.

How was your sleepwalker today?

CAMERON: Awake.

At least, I think she was.

Just so you know, the
secret's starting to get out.

Russo stepping down. Your promotion.

Albert mentioned it this morning.

Actually, I, uh, wanted to
talk to you about that.

- I'm reconsidering.
- Reconsidering what?

The D.A. position.

I'm not sure I want it.

You know? I love the courtroom.

And district attorney, really,
it's just a political position.

- But last night it was your dream job.
- (CHUCKLES)

Last night I was drinking.

Peter, what's going on?

I think there's some concern
that, uh, I won't be electable.

Didn't they choose you because you were

the most electable person there?

Well, apparently I'm not anymore.

This is because you took me
as your date to the benefit.

I just think that, uh,

with the embarrassment
of Russo and Ferretti,

that they're nervous, you know?

They don't want anyone who's
gonna be remotely controversial.

There's nothing
controversial going on here

except you backing down from a fight.

Well, maybe I'm not backing
down from a fight, okay?

Maybe this is me, happier
than I've ever been,

realizing that I don't
want a life of compromise

and backroom politics.
Because that's what

- district attorney is.
- Peter...

I got a great job that I love,
I got a hot girlfriend,

and I got a bowl of pasta.

I'm good.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Oh, boy.

I know that look.

I've been seeing it from
a lot of people lately.

I told them not to tell you.

You're gonna have to be more specific.

Isaiah and Cameron.

Well, your secret is
still safe with them,

because I found out in
court from a prosecutor.

Talk about worst-case scenario.

This isn't funny, Mom.

D-Don't be angry with
Isaiah and Cameron.

I-I had them handcuffed.

Tell me about this clemency request.

Well, it looks like the governor
is willing to pardon me

at the end of his term.

In months.

Okay. That's good, right?

We'll get you treatment.

You'll come home.

We'll get through this.

You don't have months.

(SOBS)

(CRYING SOFTLY)

- When were you planning on telling me?
- Sadie...

Just answer the question.

After the Brennan trial.

My mother is dying.

She's dying.

What gave you the right
to keep that from me?

It wasn't my right... It's Carolyn's.

And she didn't give me permission.

Are you really invoking

- attorney-client privilege right now?
- Yes, I am.

Oh, I guess it didn't apply
when you told Isaiah.

She needed my help with the
executive clemency thing.

My mother wouldn't have needed clemency

if Cameron had disclosed her
illness at the parole hearing.

(SIGHS) She told me

you knew before the hearing.

She would be home right now
if it weren't for you.

That's not fair.

Sadie.

We spent the night in a motel room

in Allentown, Pennsylvania,
talking about boys,

when you knew my mother was sick.

TANYA: Sadie.

- What?
- Albert called.

The judge needs you
both at the courthouse.

NICK: You got a minute?

There was a fight in the yard,

and Johnny was sent to the infirmary.

He was pretty banged up.
A guy in his g*ng

told me that he needed to get to him,

see if Johnny was okay,
and talk about getting

their stories straight. I
had a couple of guards

who helped me get things in and out.

I asked 'em to take an
early break that night.

The next morning, they found Johnny.

He was dead.

Apparently his g*ng

was worried that he was gonna
snitch on a rival g*ng,

which would've started a w*r.

And everybody knew
Johnny had a big mouth.

His buddy smothered him with a pillow.

(EXHALES)

I didn't know.

I really didn't know
they were gonna do it.

And the investigation?

Nobody talked.

The prison called it a heart att*ck.

Case closed.

If this comes up during
character and fitness...

- It won't.
- If it does... lie.

You could fail, Nick, and you
won't be admitted to the bar.

You were right, you know.

The lying and cheating

and moral depravity, as you
so colorfully called it,

it didn't stop all at once.
But it did stop.

When I found a purpose.

When I found law.

I think the rule of law
is a beautiful thing.

And I remade myself, piece by piece.

I'm not the man I was.

I don't cheat, I don't steal,

and I don't lie.

One more lie.

If they ask.

Please.

Hey. What's going on?

No verdict yet.

The jury had a note.

Good note or bad note?
They wanted a portion

of Russo's testimony read back to them.

The part about the Windsong donation.

Good note. The jury asking about Russo

means our story about corruption
in the D.A.'s office landed.

How's your mom?

I don't know.

Bad, I think.

I should be doing something.

Like murdering Cam and Isaiah.

That would put me in a
difficult position.

You wouldn't defend me?

I'd be a little conflicted.

The EEG at the top displays
normal brain activity, but.

Alison's brain tries to wake
up from slow-wave sleep.

That's what you're seeing
in the EEG at the bottom.

This is from a session I did with
Alison about three months ago.

When this happens, Alison's
brain gets stuck between

- a sleep state and a wake state.
- And this is rare?

Non-REM parasomnia, or what is often

referred to as sleepwalking...

That is more common.

But Alison also suffers from.

REM sleep parasomnia, which is rare and

can cause a person to

act out vivid and often violent dreams.

- Is it possible to fake an EEG?
- No.

In your professional
opinion, was Alison Thorne

asleep when she went to
Brenda Bowman's house?

Yes.

Where is the EEG of Ms.
Thorne's brainwaves

while she was driving to the
decedent's house that night?

Obviously we don't have that.

Well, do you have any
EEG of any patient ever

who was sleeping while driving a car?

No.

But I have seen patients sound asleep

who have cooked a meal,
played an instrument,

even painted a fence.

Because their brains know

how to do all of those things.

So, it is possible to imagine

a person driving a car sound asleep.

I didn't ask if you could imagine it.

I asked, have you ever seen it?

No.

Nothing further.

How many times have we been here?

I've lost count.

Remember that jury that came
back and wanted to know

which box to check if
they wanted to convict

for both first degree
m*rder and manslaughter?

Obviously, we thought we'd lost.

And then they acquitted.

You just never know.

My mom's gonna die in prison.

Isaiah and Cam knew and didn't tell me.

I've been feeling so
betrayed, and then...

I realized that's exactly
what I did to you.

It's not the same thing.

You found out about Billy
after everyone else knew.

Sadie, I know this feels like
a betrayal, and it may be,

but being mad doesn't last forever.

So just wait until it dies
down, and talk to 'em.

It's gonna be a long wait.

- The jury has another question.
- SADIE: Good question

or bad question?

Depends which side you're on.

They want to know if they
can have a tape measure.

- For what?
- They want to measure out feet.

Because that's the
distance Amy's body was

from where was Billy
standing outside the fence.

I would call that a bad question.

The first time it happened,
Alison was nine.

I found her in the laundry room,
in the middle of the night.

She was pouring soap in the dryer.

I thought it was funny at the time, but

the second time, it wasn't so funny.

What happened the next time?

A few months later, she dove
headfirst off the kitchen table.

When she woke up, she said
she'd dreamt she could fly.

That was scary.

CAMERON: Did the sleepwalking stop?

It got worse. We had to put locks

- on everything.
- Did you install a camera?

Yes.

Your Honor, I'd like to play a video

from when Alison was a teenager.

(GLASS CLINKING)

(SCREAMING, GRUNTING)

(SCREAMING AND GRUNTING
CONTINUES, BLOWS LANDING)

What was Alison doing?

She told us she dreamt
the house was on fire,

and that monsters were
blocking the water bottles.

She was trying to get
the water in the fridge

so she could put the fire out.

No further questions.

Brenda and Alison were
friends for a long time.

They must have had some disagreements.

All friendships have
their bumps in the road.

You know, back in high school,
Brenda was prom queen.

All the boys... they...
they wanted to date her.

- Yes.
- Brenda's family was

- extremely wealthy.
- I know you're trying to say

that Alison was jealous of
Brenda, but it wasn't like that.

How about after high school?
Alison and Brenda... they were

- college roommates?
- Yes.

They had a physical
altercation where the result

was the university putting
them in separate dorms.

- They were .
- The university

reported that the fight
was over another friend

that Brenda had made. Alison got upset

- and pushed Brenda to the ground.
- They'd been drinking.

No feelings of ill-will after that?

Like I said, normal ups and downs.

I wouldn't call bludgeoning
my best friend

with a hammer "normal,"
but that's just me.

Nothing further.

We don't know what it means.

It means they think I was lying.

These kinds of questions are
very common during deliberation.

There's no way of getting
inside the jury's head.

It could be one person
stuck on your testimony.

- I never should've taken the stand.
- We're done with that, Billy.

We've moved on. Now we wait.

- Well, did they ask anything else?
- Yes.

They wanted a portion of
Grace Russo's testimony

- read back to them.
- That's good, right?

It's very good.

Well, maybe you could've led with that.

Right. I'm sorry.

My head's just spinning right now.

What's her exact diagnosis?

Stage pancreatic cancer.

Will you get me the file?

There's a jury literally
deciding your fate right now.

The last thing you need
to worry about is my mom.

I'd welcome the distraction.

If there's any way I can
help your mom, I will.

All right? You got to let me try.

(HORNS HONKING)

You nervous, too?

Is it that obvious?

We have the same knee.

I just hope my past doesn't
come back to haunt me.

What'd you do?

I don't usually talk about it.

I understand.

When I was in college, I got arrested.

Oh... Really, you don't have
to tell me if you don't...

No, it feels good to get it out.

I've had it bottled up for so long.

What was the charge?

Urinating in public.

What'd you do?

I spent six years in prison for fraud.

Good luck with that.

(DOOR OPENS)

MAN: Okay, Nick Brady, you're up.

CAMERON: What do you
remember about that night?

Not a lot.

I went to bed, and I was dreaming

that Brenda needed help.

There was some sort of
creature in her bedroom.

She was begging me to go

over there and k*ll it.

Next thing I know, I'm
walking into her bedroom,

and I see the creature.

It told me to go away.

I... I walked over

to the bed, and I started hitting it.

The next thing I know, I...

I woke up in the parking
lot, covered in blood.

- What did you do?
- I went straight

to the police station.

I told them that I thought
I might have hurt someone.

So you didn't try to flee

or deny what you had done?

No. The minute I woke up
and saw what happened,

I went directly there.

ARRINGTON: Brenda's family

was wealthy, but she was
successful in her own right.

- Yes.
- You've had trouble

holding down a job. In fact,
you've had three different jobs

over the last five years, while
Brenda was getting promoted

to vice president at her company.

Well, she was very smart.

She was more than smart. She
was everything you're not.

- Objection.
- Sustained.

Brenda was married.

You've never held a relationship
more than seven months.

I told you about the sleepwalking thing.

It makes it kind of hard
to keep a relationship.

It also makes it hard to
maintain a friendship.

Objection. Argumentative.

Sustained.

You and Brenda had a falling out.

We drifted apart a little bit,
but we were still friends.

Cell phone records from the four
months prior to Brenda's death.

She didn't call you once.

You called her times.

We were just trying to find
a time to get together.

Brenda wasn't. All your calls
went straight to voice mail.

Must have been pretty painful

seeing her pulling away from you.

She wasn't pulling away from me.
Sometimes friends

go through ups and downs.

- You were jealous of her.
- Isn't that normal?

Isn't it normal to be
a little bit jealous

of other people sometimes?

We used to always joke that Brenda had

this white light around her, and I had

dark thunder clouds surrounding
me, but it was a joke.

Even if I did resent
her, I never showed it.

So you did resent her?

Well, I guess I would be lying

if I said I didn't, but
I would never k*ll her.

Yet it appears you did.

You just sat in the lobby?

- Yup.
- All day?

- And the next day.
- Without an appointment?

And Isaiah Roth hired you?

If he hadn't, I'd still
be in that lobby.

You know that's trespassing?

(LAUGHS)

You should see your face.

I'll tell... I'll tell you what.

Hey, you knew what you wanted,
and you went and got it.

You should be proud.

I am. Thank you.

Uh, we do have one final
matter to discuss.

We received a letter from a fellow

inmate of yours at Otisville.

A, uh, weird name. Um...
"Arthur Camston."

You just represented him.

He raises some allegations,

and we just wanted to hear
your side of the story.

So, let's talk about Johnny Lozito.

Alison Thorne viciously b*at the life

out of Brenda Bowman.

With a hammer.

This was a brutal, ugly,

passionate crime.

A bloody expl*si*n of an
entire lifetime of resentment.

Brenda was... always the popular one.

Always the smart one.

Brenda got the good job.

She had the amazing husband and home.

"You can't just ignore my calls.

"I was your best friend!

"I was always there for you!

"Me. Not him. Me.

And I will not be thrown away!"

(SNIFFS)

Wow.

If they gave Emmys for summations,

that would totally get my vote.

But this isn't a soap opera.
It's a trial. In here,

we rely on evidence.

Where is the evidence

to support A.D.A. Arrington's theory?

There is none.

Here's what there is.

A serious, persistent,

lifelong illness

that leads to precisely the
kinds of horrible things

that happened here.

To believe the prosecution's story,

you have to ignore the science,

believe that Alison faked EEGs

and started planning this crime

when she was only nine years old.

To be guilty of this crime,

Alison had to have had the
specific intent to k*ll Brenda.

That's why. A.D.A. Arrington put on

this ludicrous melodrama
we've all just watched.

Because if Alison was awake

and jealous,

she had the intent.

But she was asleep.

And if she was asleep,

she's not guilty.

JUDGE MENDOZA: It seems
we have a hung jury.

What's the vote?

to one.

- Wow.
- So...

how would you like to proceed?

(SIGHS) We'd like to
confer with our client.

So, it's to one to acquit,

or to one to convict?

They don't give us that information.

Well, it's either really
good or really bad.

And now we have a choice.

If we think there's to convict,

we argue for a mistrial.

But that means doing this
entire thing all over again.

Won't make the mistake
of testifying again.

True, but then we lose
the element of surprise

in getting Gail Meyers and
Grace Russo on the stand.

Russo will be old news

by the time a new trial rolls around.

So, what if it's to one to acquit?

Then we ask Judge Mendoza
to instruct the jury

to keep deliberating until they reach

- a unanimous verdict.
- That's like playing Russian roulette,

only with one b*llet
in the chamber or .

I think it's one b*llet.

- You do?
- I think we have

the other on our side.

It's been less than hours.

There's no way people voted

for m*rder one that fast.

I can't imagine we've
only reached one of them.

Albert?

- I'm stuck on their last question.
- You said it didn't mean anything.

I said it didn't
necessarily mean anything.

(SIGHS) Just ask yourself,

if you were on the jury,
did we win this case?

Yes.

Let's push for a verdict.

You sure?

We won this case.

Let's roll the dice.

Deadlocked to one,

and you push for a verdict?

The safe play would have been

to argue for a mistrial. Regroup.

Odds of a conviction always
drop with a new trial.

But you already knew that.

You taught us to go with our gut.

So you feel good about it?

Well, this conversation
isn't inspiring confidence.

I didn't come in here to rattle you.

I came in here to tell you

that you have every right
to be angry with me.

But I was only trying to protect you.

You were in the middle of the
biggest case of your life,

defending a man you love.

I decided you didn't need to know.

And given the chance,

I would do it again.

I didn't need to know?

Please forgive me.

(SCOFFS)

Ever since the parole hearing,
I have been furious with her.

So I stopped calling,
and I stopped visiting.

This week... I didn't visit.

This week, I didn't visit.
This week, I didn't visit.

This week...

All this time, I could
have been with her,

helping her through this, but...

you didn't think I needed to know.

So if you could figure out
a way for me to get back

all of those weeks and days
and hours and minutes,

well, maybe then I'll forgive you.

JURY FOREMAN: In the matter of People v.
Alison Thorne

on the charge of m*rder
in the second degree,

we find the defendant not guilty.

(SIGHS)

Thank you for believing me.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you.

Thank you.

Did you just see that?

See what?

Nothing. Never mind.

No verdict yet.

♪ You tried your best ♪

- ♪ To bury in the ground... ♪
- (SIGHS)

Did we make the right decision?

Is that what you're up here doing?

Second-guessing every move?

What else is there to do?

- Drink.
- Way ahead of you.

- I need to tell you something.
- ♪ The walls you built ♪

- Aren't you gonna sit?
- ♪ Are crumbling down... ♪

That's Isaiah's chair.

Sit.

♪ Haunted by the shadows all around... ♪

(GRUNTS)

You want one?

I'm good.

♪ And yeah... ♪

- This feels weird.
- What?

Me and you up here together.

It's not us.

This is you and Isaiah.

- Could be us.
- ♪ The scars are more painful ♪

- We're the future of this firm, Albert.
- ♪ Than you'll know... ♪

- Sadie.
- Don't tell me

you can't picture us years from now,

sitting up here, waiting on a verdict,

second-guessing every move.

We're a team.

♪ The ghosts in your
heart are alive... ♪

You're my partner, and I love you.

I love you, too.

- That's why you can't leave.
- ♪ Spread the ashes of your father ♪

♪ If your angst has survived ♪

I signed a lease today.

♪ Then you're only treading water.. ♪

I'm starting my own firm.

♪ You feel like you can
never get it right ♪

(SIGHS)

- ♪ Sticks and stones... ♪
- I was wrong.

You can't lie, you have
to tell the truth.

- Tiffany...
- She got away with it.

Our client was lying to us the
whole time, and she k*lled

- her best friend.
- Hold on, what are you talking about?

Her sleepwalking disorder, she
used it, Alison and the guy,

her husband, and, I mean, we helped them

get away with it, Nick.

I mean, I'm a grown-up, I
get that this what we do,

but then to help them
get away with this?

And then I-I told you to lie.

You-You can't.

We can't because then that makes
us as bad as the bad guys

and we're the good guys, so
please, just tell the truth.

- Tiffany...
- When you get in there,

just lay all of your
cards out on the table

because you are good.

You are good, Nick.

Otherwise this lie
will eat you up and...

Tiffany, I already had the interview.

Oh.

Okay, well... and?

He asked me.

♪ Spread the ashes... ♪

I told the truth.

Oh, God, of course.

Oh, of course you did!

Of course you did.

Um, so, h-how-how do you feel?

I feel great.

I feel free.

♪ Cause you're only treading water. ♪

(DOOR CLOSES)

Hey.

Hey, you missed the coat rack there.

Got drunk on a rooftop.

Sounds like a bad country song.

Or an awesome country song.

(CHUCKLES)

My mom's file?

- Yeah.
- (SIGHS)

Can you give me the good news first?

Or maybe just lie to
me for a little while.

The truth's really been
kicking my ass lately.

I'm sorry.

- It's bad?
- Yeah.

So we only have months?

Probably less.

I should've kept drinking
on that rooftop.

And spend our last night together apart?

Don't even joke about that.

I'm kidding.

(SIGHS)

♪ The hole in the floorboards... ♪

I'm losing my mom.

I'm losing Albert.

♪ The moon was gone... ♪

I don't have anybody else
in my life that I trust.

♪ Dark as nightmares... ♪

You're all I have.

♪ You took all my fears ♪

I can't lose you.

♪ You wrapped them in wonders ♪

♪ But there's no magic ♪

♪ Inside the moon, it's just... ♪

I got us a couple beers.

I thought we'd keep you away

from the tequila tonight.

What if we break up?

- When?
- Someday.

I don't even know how to answer that.

I mean it.

What if we break up, and you look back

and regret letting this job
slip away because of me?

I'm in this relationship because

I plan on building a life with you.

Okay.

Let's say we stay together,

and everything seems great,

then one day it just appears.

- What appears?
- Resentment.

Where is this coming from?

Think about it.

Five years from now, maybe ten,

you're gonna look back and realize

you could've been District Attorney

of New York City.

That's how resentment works.

It just starts and you can't stop it.

Even if you don't think
you're resenting the person,

you end up bludgeoning
them with a hammer.

I promise I'll never
bludgeon you with a hammer.

♪ I know I'm not the kind... ♪

You would make a great D.A., Peter.

I agree.

I was backing away from a
fight, you were right.

I do want to be the D.A.

So...

are you saying you want to break up?

Cam...

Okay, see this guy over here?

He's a paralegal in our office.

He's also a huge gossip.

Phil!

Hey, man, how you doing?

Phil's probably already tweeted

a picture of that kiss.

Now, I hope I don't have
to choose between the job

and my relationship.

But if I do, it's you.

I told you, I'd always choose you.

I meant it.

Okay.

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

(PHONE CHIMES)

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Ooh. ♪

The jury's reached a verdict.