03x01 - Justice

[bunniefuu]

ZARA: Damien Delaine?

ERIC: What's this about, Damien?

Delaine's taken my daughter.

- Evie.
- DELAINE: I'll negotiate

with Eric and only Eric.

When am I getting out of here?

ERIC: Damien, even if you get
everything you want from this,

I want you to know
that I am coming for you.

Call it my lifelong passion.

He's all yours.

DELAINE: Should you see

Eric Beaumont again,

please tell him I was wrong about him.

- [SNAPS FINGERS]
- [GROWLING]

[ENGINE TURNS OFF]

[SPLASH IN DISTANCE]

Hello?

[COCKS g*n]

[WATER SPLASHING]

[GRUNTING]

[DISTORTED, MUFFLED VOICES]

ZARA: Eric. Eric.

Hmm? Yeah?

Settle a bet for us.
That client that we had

in New Jersey, right when Oliver and I

first joined Cri/Res, what
kind of car did he drive?

New Jersey? Ronald somebody.

- Uh, he took his boss hostage.
- Yeah.

- Ronald Dorsey.
- Dorsey.

- That's it. Yes.
- Yeah, okay, okay, so,

Cutlass or LeBaron?

OLIVER: Le...

Sorry, buddy, it was a Cutlass.

- You know it was a Cutlass.
- Oh, I like my steak medium rare.

- Never take the bet.
- See, I wish

Cynthia was here to see
your face right now...

OLIVER: Yeah, well, I reached
out, she said something came up.

MAN: Hello.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

ZARA: Wait, is that

- who I think it is?
- Yeah. Yeah, it is.

Uh, will you excuse me?

Damn, that's like the Butch and Sundance

- of the negotiating world right there.
- Hey. Good to see you.

- Hey, Laurent.
- Hi.

- Zara Hallam, Oliver Yates.
- Hey.

- Laurent Combalbert, Marwan Mery.
- Nice to meet you.

- Oh, we know.
- Very nice to meet you all.

Very nice to meet you, too.

Eric says you're the best at what you do.

Well, we follow

a pretty high standard,
based mostly off your work.

Yeah, yeah.

You are too kind.

Well, we'll let you get
back to your meal.

- Okay, nice to meet you guys.
- Thanks...

- Enjoy yours.
- Thank you.

- Huh.
- Well, how do you like that

for a lovely little coinkidink, huh?

Those two in the same
restaurant as Cri/Res.

No coinkidink. I recommended it.

You knew they were in town?

They flew here to see me.

Who...?

A bachelor party
we didn't know about, or...?

They, uh... they want to buy Cri/Res.

You're not considering selling.

Are you?

[PHONES CHIMING, BUZZING]

Oh, we have a client in
Cincinnati with hours to live.

I'm gonna get the check, okay?

Sir, pardon me.

♪

DAWN: When I came home this
morning, the door was unlocked,

and I found my husband dead.

I gave him CPR. I tried to help him.

I found this in the tub. It's...

it's my name, Dawn.

And you think this is
a thr*at on your life?

A couple of days ago,

we received a call from a blocked number.

Said they wanted $ , by this Sunday,

or they'd k*ll Rob.

Rob just thought it was

another hollow thr*at, more hate mail

to throw on the pile.

So we ignored it.

Hate mail?

It's okay, you can tell us.

Six months ago, my husband and I were...

leaving the market in Over-the-Rhine,

and a young man came at us
in the parking lot.

I think he'd been following us.

[DISTORTED VOICE]

He was really angry, getting in our face.

I was terrified.

I just knew something bad
was gonna happen.

He wound up sh*t.

OLIVER: Wait, I remember this.

You're talking about Andre Miller.

Rob wasn't trying to k*ll him,
he was just trying to stop him.

Anyways, we were questioned

by the police and released,

so you can imagine the uproar
in the media.

There usually is

when an unarmed black man
gets sh*t to death

and the state decides not to prosecute.

It was self-defense.

OLIVER: The uproar forced the prosecutor

- to convene a grand jury.
- Right.

After Rob was released,
things only got worse.

We had death threats, the trolls online.

I mean, I can't even tell you.

The call asking for the money,

did they tell you how to contact them?

No. They just said, um,

to drop the money off
in Jacksonville Park in...

a trash bin at the entrance.

Paying off a m*rder*r goes
against my grain, Mr. Beaumont.

But Rob's dead,

and the stone says I'm next.

How much can you afford to pay?

Rob hired high-priced lawyers
to prepare a defense

in case the grand jury
indicted him, so...

that wiped out our savings,
but, um, my mother

has some money...
I would say close to $ K.

All right, well,
we'll see what we can do.

ZARA: What did you tell the police?

Police?

When you found your husband,

you called the police.

No, the extortion call was very clear.

They said no police.

ERIC: Cynthia?

- Call the police?
- Uh-huh.

No, they said no police.
They were very clear.

This is a crime scene, Mrs. Eastman,

and tampering with one is also a crime.

I will deal with the police.

Dawn, why don't you show me
where your plastic bags are.

We should... put that stone in one.

ERIC: Zara.

Yeah, I'm on it.

Quickly and carefully as you can.

[SIGHS]

- So the rock was used to lure Rob in.
- Mm-hmm.

Force him to reach
into the electrified water.

How'd Dawn take it out without
electrocuting herself as well?

It must have shorted when Rob d*ed.

These wires lead out through this window.

There must be a power
source outside somewhere.

You're right.

This is an active m*rder scene.

We have to get out of here.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

DAWN: The truth is, that phone call

could have come from a number of people.

I mean, we received hundreds
of death threats.

CYNTHIA: Whoever did this to you

doesn't just want to harm you.

They want you to know
that your life's in danger,

to see you suffer in fear.

Well, if I had to point
the finger at someone...

it would be NJay.

ZARA: Found these in the bathroom.

Thank you.

Medication.

It's early-onset osteoporosis.

- Who's this NJay?
- NJay is the leader

of the Disciples.

It's a g*ng.

He was very vocal
after they didn't indict,

calling us out every chance he could.

Is there anyone else that
jumps out as a possible thr*at?

Um...

I mean, there is...

there is one. It's...

- I just don't think...
- Dawn.

We need to be sure

we're negotiating with the right person.

Andre's father.

Carl. He made threats
outside the courthouse.

He said, "If you hurt

a man's child, you deserve to die."

We'll look into it.

[PANTING]

Eric?

Eric.

Zara, get me everything you can on NJay,

what kinds of activities
his g*ng is involved in.

I need to know with whom I'm having
the pleasure before I walk in there

- and offer him a bag of cash.
- Eric, we need to talk.

And go back through
the Disciples' history.

See if they've ever done something

this elaborate to k*ll someone.

Electrocution seems a little
left field for a g*ng.

- Eric.
- Yeah, I need you two to check in

with Andre Miller's father.

See if these threats were
just an emotional response

to what happened or... something more.

I think Dawn's holding something back.

There's-there's something
she's not telling us.

Eric.

Eric, hold up. We've told the police

about the thr*at to Dawn's life.

- They put a man inside.
- CYNTHIA: She's being protected now.

Do we really still need to be here?

Putting a police officer
inside might not do it.

Whoever planned this,
they must have known

it would be harder to k*ll Dawn
after k*lling Rob.

And they still made the thr*at.
That shows confidence.

Well, Eric has a point...
either the k*ller

doesn't know she's being protected

- or has a way of k*lling her anyway.
- Exactly.

We can't just walk away
when someone is out there

- taking justice into their own hands.
- Justice?

You want to talk about justice?

Andre Miller was sh*t dead with no trial.

So, what are you saying, Oliver?

You want off the case? Just
leave them to get on with it?

Eye for an eye? Is that it?

I'll talk to Andre's family.

But first you got to tell us
what's really going on.

You hired me for just this sort
of thing, and your metrics

are telling me that
you're the one hiding something.

CYNTHIA: And you're actually
considering selling Cri/Res.

Last summer in Budapest when we...

when we caught Damien in
that... in that power plant,

I didn't call the police.

- What are you talking about?
- CYNTHIA: You said

- the police took Delaine into custody.
- ERIC: I know.

I lied.

Truth is, instead of calling the police,

I called Viktor Volynets,

a man I knew wanted Delaine dead.

ZARA: Eric.

I didn't want Delaine going back
to prison.

Been there before and didn't stop him.

After what he'd done
to Nathalie and Evie...

I didn't want him to live.

So, you called the person
who would, um...

get rid of him...

no questions asked?

And now...

you don't know if you can live with it.

I'm gonna have to live with it. I'm...

I'm living with it.

But I can't... lead with it.

My core belief is nonviolence.

I betrayed myself.

I betrayed you.

That's why I'm no longer
considering selling Cri/Res.

I'm doing it.

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

One minute you're looking
at the breakfast menu,

thinking Belgian waffles.

The next minute your boss
is confessing to m*rder

and selling the company.

Well, I didn't leave The Hague

to work for two guys I don't know.

I left to work with Eric.

Though I can't imagine the
hell he's going through.

The man negotiates for a living,

and yet this is not up for discussion?

It's ridiculous.

Hey.

So, I was just chatting
with a couple uniforms.

They said police were called three times

because neighbors heard shouting

at Dawn and Rob's
and feared domestic v*olence.

- Rob was never charged?
- No.

There's something else
Dawn neglected to tell us.

This is a background check.

She was signing a lease on her own place,

due to move out next week.

- Because of the domestic v*olence.
- Mm-hmm.

Seems like an easy jump.

- What about Andre's dad?
- No priors.

Not even a speeding ticket.

He worked as a building superintendent,

which means he could have
dabbled in electrical work,

- so there's that.
- Hmm.

- What about NJay?
- Real name... Norman James.

The Disciples started out
moving g*ns, selling dr*gs,

but in the last five years,

they've moved
into more legitimate business.

Six Laundromats, a nightclub,

and a restaurant set to open next month.

Well, that's a lot to risk
on an extortion racket.

- Agreed.
- Apparently,

these surveillance
photos were key evidence

for the grand jury.

Is that NJay?

Yeah, it says here, Andre visited him

when he was doing time in
Grenville Correctional.

- I guess they were tight.
- ZARA: When was this taken?

The day before Andre was sh*t.

So, he may have been
involved in the g*ng.

Anything's possible.

Okay. Well, I'm off to meet Eric.

NJay's at his nightclub.

Catch you later.

Hey, Zara?

We need to talk about Eric.

Nothing to talk about.

Zara.

Look...

Delaine tried to destroy his daughter.

Yeah, and Eric got Delaine
k*lled and didn't tell us.

That's a problem.

Well, he told us now.

And he told us he's selling Cri/Res.

Once Eric's decided something,
there's no changing his mind.

- Yeah, I know.
- Well, then you also know

it's a waste of time to talk about it.

I've got to go.

["BERMUDA" BY CMDWN PLAYING]

♪ Speedin' to my music,
drive the Mazi like I'm stupid ♪

♪ Ridin' with the ruler ♪

♪ You can't rob me, I'm not stupid... ♪

Hello.

You folks lost?

No.

NJAY: Tiny Steve, it's cool.

They're here for me.

Well, then you must be NJay.

Eric Beaumont, Zara Hallam.

You say that like it means something.

We just want a moment of your time.

♪ I got lots of cash, foreign dash ♪

♪ Watch where you ash ♪

♪ All about my cash, I'm-a pass... ♪

Hope you don't mind.

Old habits.

Hard to shake, huh?

NJAY: So, why don't you
tell me why you here, then?

Well, you don't remember making a call

to Dawn Eastman and Rob Cooper?

I remember...

two racists getting away with m*rder.

I remember a whole lot of folks upset.

I remember the police teargassing folks

in the streets.

But I make a lot of phone calls,

so you're gonna have
to be a little more specific.

Oh, they received a call demanding money

- in exchange for their safety.
- Hmm.

And you think that was... me?

Andre was a part of your operation.

It's not surprising that you
would want to avenge his death.

He hung around here,

but he wasn't one of mine.

Well, you know that,
your g*ng knows that,

but across this city,
the people in the community...

the ones aching for justice for
Andre... they don't know that.

And they might be looking
to you to get that justice.

Right.

Let's say I did.

Let's say... hypothetically,

I thought it was only right

that they pay some kind of reparations

to the community that they robbed.

How would we, uh,

- move forward?
- Well, hypothetically,

we'd arrange a time
and place to drop the money.

But first we'd need assurances

that Dawn would be safe
once the money was accepted.

Just Dawn?

Rob doesn't need assurances?

Okay, NJay, don't play with us.

Play?

Rob was electrocuted last night.
He's dead.

That's news to you?

Yeah.

Shocking.

Real shame.

So, let's say I wanted
to get this deal done.

How quickly could we do that?

Well, there is an issue with the money.

Dawn only has access to $ , .

It's a damn sight less than a half a mil.

But I'm feeling generous.

Why don't y'all get them racks
together, and we'll meet?

We need assurances.

[SIGHS]

This community doesn't need
any more death.

They had enough to last lifetimes.

That's why I moved my concerns
to legitimate business...

so I can give back to the community

rather than take from it.

But every now and then,

I remember the kind of man I had to be

to take hold of this operation,

and I start to miss him.

So if I were you, I'd stop trying

to negotiate, and I'd go
get them racks together.

Did you see the look on
his face when he found out

that Rob was dead?

Well, he did seem genuinely surprised.

He issued the extortion demand,
but he didn't k*ll Rob.

So, why pay him if he's not the k*ller?

Oh, because I'm betting he knows who is.

And right before we hand over the money,

he's gonna tell us,
but we need to move fast.

All right.

[CAR ALARM CHIRPS]

Are you okay?

Am I okay? No, I'm not okay.

I'm so mad at you right now,
I could knock your teeth out.

Zara, I know
I should have told you what...

We put our lives on the line
for this team, for you,

because we have absolute trust in you.

- And I violated that trust, I know.
- You did more than that.

You've thrown away
your life's work, all because

you couldn't trust any of one us
enough to tell us the truth

before you made a terrible,

terrible mistake.

My heart's broken, Eric,

for you and for me.

CYNTHIA: We're so sorry about the
loss of your son, Mrs. Miller.

OLIVER: How-how long ago did
your husband suffer his stroke?

Uh, five months ago.

- Hmm.
- Doctors say he may not walk again,

but we're hoping his speech will return.

Yeah, the stress
of what happened to Andre...

we think that's what caused it.

I tried to get him to see someone,

you know, to talk it through.

He just kept putting it off.

- His meds can't be cheap.
- Mm.

I-I work at the pharmacy
at Grocery Palace.

My insurance covers most of it,
and the staff...

gets a pretty good discount.

Um...

listen... it hasn't
been in the media yet,

but it will be soon.

Rob Cooper was m*rder*d last night.

- By who?
- CYNTHIA: We don't know.

And there's still a thr*at
on Dawn Eastman's life.

Are you... are you working for her?

Yes, ma'am.

Well, let me tell you something
about your employer.

Everything she said to that
grand jury was a pack of lies.

Your son didn't menace Rob Cooper

and Dawn Eastman outside the supermarket?

Of course not.

They knew each other.

- Who did?
- Andre and Dawn.

She would shop

at the Grocery Palace, and
he would pick me up every night.

He didn't want me taking that bus.

They would chat sometimes.

I mean... they were friendly.

Why was Andre there that night?

He was picking up some supper for us.

I was tired, and I-I
didn't want to cook, and,

well, Carl... he likes that ham
they do at the counter there.

The grand jury decision seemed
to hinge on the fact that

Andre had g*ng affiliations.

In this neighborhood, you're
either with the Disciples

- or you're against them.
- Hmm.

But that don't make Andre
a part of his g*ng.

In the case files,
we found a surveillance photo

of NJay and Andre talking.

Andre had what looked
to be an envelope of cash.

That... Andre had finally
logged in enough hours

to be a journeyman carpenter,

and NJay... he was so proud of him

that he decided to let him do the framing

at his new restaurant. That's all.

Hmm. What'd the D.A. say
when they heard this?

I was never asked.

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

We just spoke with Jasmine Miller.

Her husband Carl had a stroke.

Makes him an unlikely suspect.

Oh.

Mrs. Miller mentioned
that you shop where she works.

Um... that you met Andre there,

were friendly with him.

Sure, I've met him before,

but that doesn't mean we were friendly.

OLIVER: Yeah, she said

she saw you two talking.

CYNTHIA: She said he
used to help you load

your groceries in the car.

Sounds friendly to me.

You need to tell us the truth... now.

I gave my testimony.

Officer Callahan.

Uh, could you give us a minute, please?

Thank you.

Andre Miller didn't menace you, did he?

CYNTHIA: Dawn.

You lied to protect your husband.

But he can't hurt you anymore.

ROB: Back off, okay?

DAWN: Andre, go back inside.

ANDRE: Hey!

[ROB SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

ROB: Shut up!

[DAWN SCREAMS]

Andre was just trying to protect me.

[DAWN CRYING]

Once, when we... spoke
at the Grocery Palace,

he noticed a bruise on my collarbone.

I tried to lie.

Blame it on the osteoporosis,

but he knew the difference.

ANDRE: Hey!

Hands off her. Dawn, you all right?

- Back off, okay?
- Andre, go back inside.

DAWN: It didn't take much
to provoke Rob's temper.

[INDISTINCT YELLING]

- Okay, just shut up!
- Look, look.

- I don't want no trouble, okay?
- You shut up, too.

DAWN: Andre told Rob he was
going to call the police,

and when he pulled out his phone...

[DAWN SCREAMS]

Rob sh*t him.

In cold blood.

Why did you lie?

Rob put the g*n to my head,
said he would k*ll me.

I know Andre was a good man.

He was just trying to help me, but...

I-I thought if I said anything...

[EXHALES] It's too late now.

Oh, it's never too late
for the truth, Ms. Eastman.

DAWN: If I tell the police
that I lied on the stand

to cover up Andre's m*rder...

that's perjury.

I could go to jail.

We have to be at the drop
with NJay in minutes.

Telling the truth carries a cost.

But, Dawn, you have paid a much
higher price all these months

with the guilt and
the shame and the fear.

You won't have to anymore.

Okay.

I'll do it.

♪

Yeah, we got you on the drone.

ZARA: The police have
taken Dawn into custody,

so she should be safe there.

ERIC: Okay, good. Now
let's just hope NJay

can give us the k*ller's name.

Commander, it's Callahan.
I've got something for you.

Okay, here they come.

♪

We got your money.

NJAY: All right.

Give it to your man there.

Tell him to bring it over.

You want Oliver to bring it over?

All things being equal.

Which they aren't.

Oh.

There's no rush, man.

We know you didn't k*ll Rob Cooper, NJay.

Look, I didn't come here
to talk, just bring me my money.

But we think you know who did.

Now, you can have the money, all right?

You can take all the money.

Just tell us who.

We'd like to go talk to them.

You've got company.

[SIRENS WAILING]

OLIVER: Eric. Eric!

Talk, huh?

This isn't us.

ZARA: Officer Callahan
must have alerted them.

Put the g*n down. Get back!

Commander, tell your men to back off.

Accepting that money was culpability.

So you put your man with us as a spy?

Put him there to do his job.

Put the w*apon down now.

OLIVER: Put it down, NJay.

- You lied to me.
- OFFICER: Put your g*n down!

Put it down!

Man, I put this g*n down, they k*ll me.

They don't need a reason.

Okay, we have a drone.

We're recording this entire thing.

The last thing the city
needs is another sh**ting.

Now tell your men to stand down.

Get your man out of the way.

It's a police matter.

Man, get back or he's dead.

Not another step forward!

Yo, I'm serious.

- Get back or I k*ll him.
- Okay, okay, listen.

You said they don't need a reason,

but don't give them one, okay?

Hand me the g*n.

Hand me the g*n and I'll protect you.

How you gonna protect me, huh?

The only way they k*ll you
is if they k*ll me first.

Tell your men to stand down.

Soon as NJay puts his w*apon down.

I won't let them sh**t you.

I'm gonna grab the g*n now, okay, NJay?

I'm gonna grab the g*n now.

Hey.

I'm grabbing the g*n.

[CLICKS]

I got this. I got it.

OFFICER: Hands. Hands!

OFFICER : Hands behind your back.

[NJAY GRUNTS]

[SIGHS]

Norman James, you're under arrest

for the m*rder of Robert Cooper.

Suspect in custody.

[WATER SPLASHING]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

A rock in a bathtub
rigged for electrocution.

Doesn't really sound
like a street g*ng's M.O.

[CHUCKLES]

Not true.

We get real sophisticated sometimes.

So it was you, then?

I'm just saying maybe you don't want

to let your biases blind you.

I saw how you reacted when
we told you about Rob's m*rder.

You had no idea.

Who was it, NJay?

Man, just 'cause you saved my
life don't mean we're friends.

Cameras are off, all right?

Sound, too.

[CHUCKLES]

You guys must think I'm brand-new, huh?

ERIC: It's true.

Mm-hmm?

How would I know that?

Did I lie to you when
we had g*ns pointed at us?

No, I didn't.

We don't want anyone else to get hurt.

I think you're protecting someone.

Someone you care about.

So much so,
you're willing to take the fall

for a m*rder you didn't commit.

No, you don't know nothing about it.

Just tell us who it is, man.

[EXHALES]

I tried to do that other thing.

I was trying to go legit.

Then do the right thing now.

Do not go down for this, my man, do not.

I should've done it.

I should've just...
k*lled that son of a bitch

when she asked me.

Who asked you?

ERIC: I'm sorry, Jasmine.

Truly sorry for everything
you've had to endure.

But it's over.

What's over?

OLIVER: NJay told us everything.

How you came to him after the grand jury.

Asked for justice for Andre.

Your son was unfairly associated
with his g*ng.

You figured he owed you.

But NJay didn't want
to make Rob Cooper a martyr.

So he offered to get you money from them,

but you didn't want money.

You wanted him dead.

Like your son.

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

ERIC: Sure you do.

Your husband had the tools.

I'm sure you learned enough
from him over the years

to rig the electrical box
at Dawn's to k*ll Rob.

Man, you're crazy.

Trust me, I understand.

The law didn't punish the man
who k*lled your son.

The system failed you.

But that doesn't mean we get to
take the law into our own hands.

They m*rder*d my boy.

Don't tell me what I don't get to do.

He was in that parking lot because of me.

- He's dead because of me.
- No.

No, he's dead because of Rob Cooper.

And he didn't get justice
because of Dawn Eastman.

OLIVER: Dawn's admitted everything,

that she perjured herself.

She's in custody.

It's over.

It's not over.

And I'm getting justice.

That woman is gonna die tonight.

ZARA: Go ahead, Eric.

ERIC [ON PHONE]: The thr*at
on Dawn is still alive.

Jasmine says it's gonna happen tonight.

Now, she might have someone
on the inside, she might

have someone coming to the
police station, I don't know.

We just need to make sure
that Dawn is safe.

ZARA: We're on it. We'll call you back.

- What's going on?
- thr*at on Dawn's life.

Do you have a secure
room we can put her in?

Yeah. Callahan, put her
in a holding cell.

Jasmine.

You need to tell us how
you're planning to k*ll Dawn.

CYNTHIA: I don't get it.

She's in protective custody.

No one can get to her.

Well, we're missing something.

I'm a parent, Mrs. Miller.

Like you, I couldn't protect
my child from a terrible evil.

You can't forgive yourself. I know

how that can drive you to hate,
to want vengeance so much

that you... you k*ll a man.

And you're telling me...

you wouldn't seek revenge
on the man who hurt your child?

I did take revenge.

I k*lled the man who hurt my daughter.

At first, felt great,

wonderful to know

that the man who hurt my family suffered.

But now...

Now I feel...

empty.

And you know why? Because revenge

is not justice.

Revenge is... being consumed

by the same hate that k*lled your son.

It's the same.

Andre was trying to help
Dawn Eastman, Mrs. Miller.

She was being assaulted by her husband,

and he was trying to save her.

Do you think he would want you
to k*ll the woman

he d*ed trying to protect?

I saw her file at the pharmacy.

And she takes those pills

every Tuesday night after supper.

All I had to do was replace them
with beta-lactam antibiotics.

She's allergic.

[PHONE RINGING]

Eric?

The pills, Dawn's pills...
they will k*ll her.

That medicine...
don't let her take it. Callahan!

♪

Callahan, plea... the keys.

We need that door open now. Go, go, go!

- [KNOCKING]
- Dawn!

Hurry! It's those pills.
She can't take those pills.

ZARA: Hey, Dawn!

Wait, wait!

♪

JASMINE: So, what now?

- Are you gonna take me to jail?
- ERIC: No.

I'm in...
I'm in no position to judge you.

What you do is your decision.

[SIGHS]

♪

What are you doing?

Where are you going?

I'm flying back to Budapest tonight

to confess to the m*rder
of Damien Delaine.

- Eric. What?
- Wait, what?

You do understand that Hungary's planning

on reinstating the death penalty?

If Mrs. Miller has the courage
to take responsibility

for what she did, then I should, too.

So, this is goodbye?

You all have jobs with Laurent
and Marwan if you want 'em.

They only wanted Cri/Res because of you,

because of how talented you all are.

They've agreed
to let you run the team, Oliver.

I don't want to run the team,
not like this.

Well...

I hope you reconsider.

Cri/Res needs you, man.

You know, you always see so much, Eric.

Maybe too much.

But this time you're making a mistake.

Decision's made.

OLIVER: Damien Delaine
spent years in prison,

plotting how
to destroy you and your family.

Eric, if ever a homicide was justified...

Oliver, don't even.

I knew it was wrong.

I could have followed my own protocol...

a protocol I've had thousands
of our clients follow...

but I wanted him dead.

After all these years
preaching nonviolence.

When I made that call to k*ll Delaine...

I got to go.

- Please understand.
- CYNTHIA: Eric,

you have saved thousands of lives.

If you stay at Cri/Res,
you will save more.

Are you gonna let Delaine
take that away from you, too?

He already has.

♪

ERIC: Sit down.

- I said... sit down.
- [DELAINE GROANING]

What have you done?

This was our last chance.

You've condemned us all.

No, Damien.

Only you.

[CHAIR RATTLES]

Mr. Beaumont?

You said you had information
about Damien Delaine's death.

Yeah.

I k*lled him.

You k*lled him?

I left Delaine tied to a chair
right here,

and then I made a call
to a man who I knew would do it.

And so, then, you didn't actually

k*ll this man Delaine.

I placed a call that I knew
would lead to his death.

In any jurisdiction,

that's as good as pulling the trigger.

Mr. Beaumont,

the men who did this
are now rotting in prison.

Okay, you're missing my point.

I think you're missing the point.

The case is already closed.

I came here to turn myself in.

For what? Owning a cell phone?

I could have called the police.

I could have called you guys,
I could have called the Feds.

I could have called my mother.

Instead, I called a man
who I knew would k*ll him.

Do you understand?

Go home, Mr. Beaumont.

Be thankful

things turned out in your favor.

What are you doing here?

You think I'd let you come
all this way by yourself?

Hmm?

ERIC: A woman is going to jail

for the same crime I
committed... for taking justice

into her own hands...
and I get to walk away?

You took responsibility, Eric.

That's all you or
anyone else can ever do.

And you didn't ask for it,
but... you got a second chance.

I'm not saying that
what you did was right.

And we can't undo the past.

None of us can.

But the world needs Eric Beaumont

to keep saving lives.

[PHONE CHIMES]

British family on vacation.

Their son was taken.

What do I tell them?

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪