22x10 - Land of Opportunity

[bunniefuu]

In the criminal justice system,

the people are represented

by two separate,
yet equally important groups:

the police, who investigate crime,

and the district attorneys,
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

I don't anticipate
we'll get any pushback.

No.

But just in case, I want to be
prepped for Friday's meeting

with a list of all the necessa...

What the hell?

Are you kidding me?

No, I'm pretty sure I just
stepped in a pile of vomit.

It's all over my brand-new Ferragamos.

Listen, I gotta call you back.

Did you do this?

Hey, Jose, I'm talking to you.

Is this you?

Did you make this mess?

Yeah, it was you, wasn't it, huh?

You know what?

You people are ruining the city.

Oh, no. Look at all your garbage.

- Whoa. Hey, hey, hey, hey!
- Clean it up.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

It's you?

Tranquilo what?
You want some of this too?

I just want you to leave him alone.

- I don't want any trouble.
- Yeah?

Well, you are trouble, pal.

What? Hey.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

Hey, get off me.

That hurts, you dirty...

You mess with anyone around here again,

I'll make you really hurt.

You understand?

Yeah.

[TENSE MUSIC]

What are we looking at?

DOA's male.

Looks to be in his s.

Male was out walking his dog before bed,

saw the body lying on the bench.

Thought the guy was sleeping
until he saw the blood.

sh*t three times in the back.

Blood streaks on the
pavement over there.

sh*t over there, k*ller drags them
over here, lays them on the bench.

Buys some time before
anyone notices the body.

- Time of death?
- It wasn't that long ago.

I'd say less than two hours.

So around midnight?

Around then, this place is deserted.

There's no cameras.

What about a wallet and ID?

No. No phone, either.

Maybe a mugging?

I don't know if our vic
had anything worth stealing.

Bleecker Mission Shelter.

Looks like our vic was homeless.

Well, if he had a place to stay,

what's he doing out here?

I don't know.

That's the Venezuelan flag.

What do you want to bet he's from there?

♪

Give me your tired, your poor,

yearning to breathe free.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪

[SIGHS] That's Luis.

He's been staying with us
for about four months now.

I knew something was wrong when he
didn't make curfew last night.

We have a strict : p.m. cut off.

Luis had never missed it before.

- What's his last name?
- Morales.

You know what could have
kept him out past curfew?

No, but I can take you to his locker.

What can you tell us about Mr. Morales?

He was one of the
greatest kids I ever met...

The kind of person who'd give you

the shirt off his back even though

you don't need it and he does.

That's fine. I got it.

Which one of these bunks is his?

Right there.

- Parents?
- Both dead.

They were k*lled by police in Venezuela

at a protest against the country's

political corruption.

The situation is really bad down there.

Luis's parents told him
that America was different,

the land of opportunity.
He believed it too.

You don't?

Work here for a week
and then talk to me.

It took Luis months to make
his way up through Mexico.

Then he finally crosses
the border in Texas only

to be packed onto a
Greyhound and shipped

, miles away by a governor
looking to make headlines.

He was on one of the migrant buses?

Disgusting.

Politicians using human beings as props.

I think he would have been
better off here than Texas.

Not so much.

I mean, Luis was on the first
bus to arrive in the city.

The mayor's there, greets
them, shakes their hands.

Says they'll all be taken care of.

But then no follow through?

[LAUGHS] Not even a little.

Mayor got his photo op,
but then the buses kept coming

and the city never came up with a plan.

You know of anyone who
might want to hurt Luis?

There was a situation yesterday.

Luis got into a fight
with a man just outside.

From the shelter security cameras.

Whoa.

Morales could have been a contender.

Do we know who the guy is who's
getting his ass handed to him?

Facial rec got a hit.

Gavin Stulner, , works in I-banking.

He's got priors for drunk and disorderly

and assaulting an officer.

Oh, a real stand-up guy.

Ass whooping like that,
that had to bruise his ego.

Maybe he settled
the score later that night.

- That kid was a punk.
- Really?

Because everyone we spoke with
said just the opposite.

No, I'm telling you,
my apartment's right

next door to that shelter.

The whole place is a mess.

And that dude is the worst of the bunch.

I'm not the only one in my building

who's had an issue with him, either.

What was he doing that was so horrible?

[SCOFFS] What do you think?

Harassing people,
loitering, stealing stuff.

That's what they all do.

- They?
- Yeah. The homeless.

- [LAUGHS]
- What?

I know it's unpopular
to say, but they make

the neighborhood less safe.

Half of them are illegal
immigrants who shouldn't even

be here in the first place,

and the other half are
freeloaders or drug addicts.

You sound a little angry.

No.

I'm very angry.

- [LAUGHS]
- What?

I pay K a month in rent
to live in a luxury high rise,

only to end up next to a
bunch of people who treat

the sidewalk as their toilet.

Very angry people
make very stupid choices.

Yeah, especially angry people
who get their asses kicked.

We caught that video
of your altercation.

Big deal. He jumped me.

That's not what we saw.

That doesn't mean I k*lled him.

I trade muni bonds,
I don't m*rder people.

What were you doing
last night at midnight?

I was at a bar in Dumbo.

Took a bunch of the firm's
new recruits out for drinks.

We didn't leave till after : a.m.

A place called the Vault.
You can check it.

We will.

You said that other people
in your building

had a problem with Morales.

That's right.

Care to elaborate? Got a name?

Yeah, I know him. Name's Luis.

- Are you two friends?
- No, not exactly.

He did a job for me.
It didn't work out so well.

Yeah, we heard about that.

We talked to somebody,

he said you pulled a g*n
on him yesterday?

I did. But it was in self-defense.

How's that?

I hired him to patch a hole
in my dining room wall.

I went into the other room
to take a work Zoom,

and when I came back out
to grab the phone,

I caught him trying to steal it.

What was he doing?

Hiding it in a bag or something?

He was holding it.

Said he was just borrowing it
to make a call,

but I'm not stupid.

I grabbed it from him
and told him to get out,

- but he refused.
- He refused to leave?

He wanted me to pay him
for the dry wall job.

Had he finished the job?

Yeah, but I wasn't gonna
give money to a thief.

He wouldn't budge,
so I went and got my g*n.

My dad gave it to me during
COVID to make sure

I'd be safe, and that did the trick.

He got right the hell out.

And you didn't see him again?

No.

I have every right to defend
myself in my own home.

Lou, little update here.

So Luis Morales was k*lled
by a -millimeter.

Samantha Morris's firearm's
a SIG Sauer ..

- Not our m*rder w*apon.
- So we got nothing?

However, we checked
Morris's phone records,

and it looks like Morales did, in fact,

use her cell to make a call.

That's odd.

No, not really. He's... he's homeless.

He saw it on the table.

It was still unlocked, he
picked it up and made a call.

Do we know who he called?

Number's registered
to a Michael Higueres.

Call lasted a minute .

We know anything about him?

He's a journalist living
in Battery Park City.

That's one block from the crime scene.

Mr. Higueres, I'm Detective
Cosgrove, Detective Shaw.

We'd like to ask you about Luis Morales.

- You know him, right?
- Yes.

I interviewed him a few months ago

for an article I was writing
about the migrant buses.

He was helpful.

Gave real depth into the
plight of these immigrants.

I mean, they came here
hoping for a better life.

Can I ask you,
did you keep in touch with him?

Yeah, I was supposed to
meet up with him last night,

actually, but he never showed.

That's because he's dead.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

Yeah, someone sh*t him.

I can't believe he...

He must have been telling the truth.

He really did see something.

What are you talking about?

Luis said he had a story for me.

Said he knew something about a m*rder.

♪

Hey, what do we got?

According to Michael
Higueres, Morales called him

the day he was k*lled,
wanted to talk about a m*rder.

He said he saw something
crazy the day before.

Did he say what this crazy thing was

or any other pertinent information?

No, he was in a hurry.

Just said it had something
to do with a m*rder.

He told Higueres they need
to meet up in person

so they can discuss it in detail.

So if he knows about a m*rder,

why doesn't he just call the police?

He might have been scared
about his immigration status.

And trusted a journalist more than cops.

Okay, so the guy sees something crazy.

He reaches out to his
trusted journalist friend,

and he gets sh*t before he's actually

able to hook up with him.

According to Higueres,
Morales was a no show.

Looks like he's telling
the truth about that.

We found street cam footage
that shows Higueres waiting

on a bench on the other side of the park

during the time of the m*rder.

Okay, so we know that this
crazy thing that Morales saw

happened the day before he was m*rder*d.

So we need to retrace his steps that day

and figure out where he was
and what he might have seen.

That would have been what?
Three days ago?

I don't remember anything unusual.

Luis woke up early,
like always, had breakfast,

and then headed out for the day.

Where was he going?

To try and find work.

He was determined to afford
his own apartment

so that he could get out of here.

But, you know, being undocumented,

the only work he could
find was under the table.

So you have no idea where
he might have been looking?

He picked up odd jobs
and day labor shifts

all over the city.

But now that I think about it,
I did notice

he left that morning with Obie White,

another one of our residents.

- Is that unusual?
- Not necessarily.

It's just that Obie struggles
with heroin addiction.

Is he here right now?

Looks like he hasn't
been back here since that day.

Obie's a good guy.

No way he'd ever be involved
in something like this.

I'm sure he is.

But all the same, do you know where he

hangs out when he's not here?

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

Where there's dr*gs, there's murders.

The cost of doing business.

Yeah, generally.

But I don't think that's
the case this time.

This kid Morales seemed clean.

I mean, everybody keeps
saying he was a great guy.

Doesn't mean he wasn't dealing.

Frank, these guys are dealt
a really bad hand, all right?

This kid comes over here
looking for a new life,

doesn't pick up any good cards
when he crosses the border.

He's punted like a political
football from Texas to here.

He got no family in the States
so he can't get naturalized,

which means he can't get
a good job, which means

he can't make a living wage.

That's our guy.

♪

-! [ALL YELLING]

NYPD, stop!

Freeze! Police!

♪

Police! Stop!

Oh, that had to hurt.

All right, come on. Get up.

- Let's go.
- [GRUNTS]

I didn't have any dr*gs on me.

Of course you don't.

But we don't care about that, Obie.

We're the m*rder cops, Homicide.

Want to talk to you about Luis Morales.

Homicide?

But... Luis is dead?

Oh, you hadn't heard? Someone sh*t him.

I tried to warn him.

Tried to warn him about what?

Ugh.

Look, we're not trying
to hem you up, bro.

We don't want the paperwork,

and you don't want to go
to jail, am I right?

Okay, so just sh**t us straight,

and we'll look the other way
on the possession charge.

But you gotta tell us everything

that you know right now.

Talk!

The last time I saw Luis
was a few days ago.

He was going out to find work,

and he wanted to bring me with him.

He was trying to keep me busy,
help me stay sober.

What were you trying to warn him about?

We went to look for work down at this

big construction site downtown.

I mean, they're building one
of those giant skyscrapers.

Okay. Okay, keep going.

We had worked there before,

a lot of guys at the shelter too.

The foreman down there,
he likes hiring guys

on the fringe, you know?

Illegals, deadbeats.

They pay us in cash.

No union rules.

No union wages.

Exactly.

Pennies on the dollar
for the same damn work.

So you go over to the
construction site and?

We saw something we shouldn't have seen.

♪

[SIRENS WAILING]

You're the foreman, Randall Tully?

Yeah. Can I help you?

NYPD.

We need you to shut down
all work immediately.

On what authority?

The Supreme Court
of the State of New York.

[DEVICE BEEPING]

[DEVICE BEEPING RAPIDLY]

Detectives, I found something.

♪

That's a skull.

There's the torso. Those are the legs.

All still attached?

Yes. Body looks fully intact.

So does the other one.

- Other one?
- Yes.

There are two bodies. See?

Right here.

♪

Our techs were working all night

excavating those two bodies
we found in the foundation.

They're getting an autopsy right now.

So why don't you just
do yourself a favor

and tell us who they are?

I... I... I don't know
anything about that.

Randall, we got a witness who saw you

pour the concrete over the bodies.

Showed up at the site that
morning with Luis Morales.

The witness saw what he saw,
freaked out, and took off.

But Luis stayed, didn't he?

He stayed and he
confronted you, didn't he?

That why you k*lled him?

I'm sorry, I... I don't know
who you're talking about.

You don't know Luis?

You gonna stick with that story?

Because we found some
really interesting things

in his apartment.

Oh, you didn't know that, did you?

Yeah, he got out of the
shelter, got his own place.

You know what we found there?

His journal.

It's a treasure trove. [CHUCKLES]

You know what he was putting in there?

He was writing down all
the stuff he was doing,

the people he was meeting,
how he was working

for the number-one developer
in New York City.

Randall, he had a phone
he took pictures with,

probably to send back
to his family in Venezuela.

He let them know that he was doing good,

he got a good job, working for
a good company, good people.

We have the photos.
You want to see them?

No, I remember the guy.

Oh, so now you remember him?

Well, I don't pour concrete.

You know, I'm the foreman.

You're terrible at this, Randall.

- What? This?
- Lying.

So do yourself a favor.

Just come clean with everything, please.

Come on.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

Look, I didn't k*ll anybody,
I swear to God.

They were already dead
when I found them.

I hired two migrants for day labor.

They must have snuck back
onto the site when

everyone left for the night.
I don't know.

They were probably looking
for a place to sleep.

How did they die?

They took an elevator
that was only supposed to be

for building material
and small equipment.

It's -pound weight limit.

It's max.

There's a sign on the damn thing too.

Maybe they couldn't read English.

You're saying this whole
thing was an accident?

When I gotta the site,

the elevator was smashed like a...

Like a pancake,
and they were on the ground

in the middle of the mess, dead.

And you didn't think to call
the police or report that?

You thought a better idea would be,

let's bury them in cement?

No, no, of course, I wanted
to do the right thing,

but there's been
a lot of accidents lately,

and the city comptroller
said he was gonna shut us down

if there was any more injuries.

So I... I just called Mr. Wise, my boss.

Wait. Hold on, hold on.

♪

Eric Wise?

Yeah.

Do... do you know him?

No.

I just see his name on
buildings like everybody else.

Well, if you knew him,
then you know how he'd feel

about a $ million project
being shut down.

He told me to make the problems go away.

So you did.

Yeah.

I'm not proud of it, but, you know.

Yeah.

So let's talk about Luis Morales.

How did he end up dead? You sh**t him?

What? No.

That wasn't me.

I was at my house
with my family all night.

Who k*lled him then?

I... I...

I told Mr. Wise that this Morales kid

was asking a lot of questions,

that he might have seen the dead bodies.

And then what did Mr. Wise say?

He said that he'd take care of it.

♪

Hey.

ME said that both bodies recovered

at the construction site were dead prior

to being put in the concrete.

And the cause of death for both was

this massive traumatic event...

Nearly every bone in their body
was either broken or fractured.

We found an incident report too.

There was an elevator on site
that collapsed four days ago.

No injuries reported.

So Tully was telling the truth,

at least about those two.

Doesn't mean he wasn't lying
about k*lling Morales.

His alibi checks out.

He was in Queens
at the time of the m*rder.

[ELEVATOR BEEPING]

♪

I called, and I told him I was coming.

Yes, Mr. Wise is expecting you.

Follow me.

[WHISTLES] Hell of a view.

Sir.

You get to live up high when your empire

is built on other people's backs.

- Sorry to bother you.
- No. No problem at all.

Have a seat.

Hey, you thirsty?
Want something to drink?

No.

[SIGHS]

The police found the two bodies.

Yeah, I heard.

But we're okay, though.
I... they... they questioned me.

I said I didn't know anything,
and they... they bought it.

So we're okay.

And my biggest project is...
Is shut down indefinitely,

maybe permanently because now it's

an active crime scene,
so I don't know how okay I am.

They also asked me about
that Morales kid's m*rder,

and I said I didn't know
anything about that, either.

Because you don't, right?

Yeah. Sure.

But my point is, is that I don't think

they have anything on you.

But just in case, you...
You should make sure

that you cover your tracks,
and I could help.

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

I mean, if you're somehow implying that

I had something to do with
that day laborer's m*rder...

No, I... you... You said that you were

gonna take care of him.

Yeah, I don't remember
that conversation.

I hid the bodies
because you asked me to.

So you know you can trust me.

I'm sorry to hear you say that, Randall.

Wait, well, hold... Hold on, hold on.

You don't have to play tough guy.

What? No one's playing tough guy,

but you come into my home,

you start making ridiculous accusations.

He's in trouble. We gotta go in there.

Wait.

I just think it's best if you leave.

Yeah, it's not a problem.

And I also think it's best
you find a new job.

What do you...

Someone's gotta be held accountable

for those two deaths.

That someone is you.

Show Randy out.

Can you zoom in on the security guard?

- Yeah.
- Small of his back.

Oh, he's packing.

That looks like a mil.

- Yep.
- Mm-hmm.

Psst. Hey, Ian. Hey.

No, no, no, no! Police. Police.

Do not do that. Do not do that.

We have a warrant for that
w*apon you're reaching for.

Do yourself a favor,
take your hand away,

and put it above your head.

Do it now, or my partner will
sh**t you where you stand.

Go ahead, sweetheart. Give me a reason.

Do it.

[TENSE MUSIC]

Do it now!

Above your head!

Interlock your fingers.

Turn around! Turn around!

Ian Belsky, you're under arrest.

What for?

Well, for starters, possessing a firearm
without a conceal permit.

But once we've run the ballistics,

I'm sure we'll upgrade
that charge to m*rder.

♪

Ballistic tests confirm
that your g*n was the one

used to k*ll Mr. Morales.

Police found traces of Morales's blood

on clothing recovered
from your apartment.

And we can place your car
and your cell phone

near the park at the time of the m*rder.

I assume you brought us here
for more than just

a show and tell.

When police searched
Mr. Belsky's apartment,

they also found a duffel bag
filled with $, in cash.

If someone paid you
to k*ll Luis Morales,

we might be able to work out
some sort of an arrangement.

What kind of arrangement?

Depending on what he says,
we'd be willing to offer

man one, recommend years.

[SCOFFS] I want ten.

[LAUGHS] You're looking at life.

is a gift.

They can't use anything
I say here against me, right?

That's correct.

If I keep my mouth shut
and eat the charge,

Eric Wise is gonna
take care of my family.

Only thing he can't offer me
is time, you can.

And if you won't, I'll take his money.

Ten years or I don't testify.

[TENSE MUSIC]

♪

Without Belsky, we don't
have a case against Wise.

Ten years for a cold-blooded m*rder?

I... I get it, but...

But what?

Wise ordered the m*rder.

And he is a thr*at to society.

He regularly uses
and abuses migrant workers

to build his skyscrapers.

There have been eight deaths
on Wise City construction sites

over the past two years alone.

Not counting the two
workers buried in cement?

And those are just
the ones we know about.

Who knows how many others
he's covered up.

Unfortunately, the practice
of hiring unskilled workers

is not uncommon nor even
illegal in many instances.

Lots of companies do it.

There was an article in "The Times"

a couple of months ago
detailing a number

of accidental deaths

on construction sites all over the city.

But unlike those developers,
Eric Wise escalated

to straight-up m*rder.

Yeah, which means we can
put him away for life.

If we give Belsky what he wants,

we need to be sure
his testimony is enough

to get a conviction against Wise.

I understand.

Okay.

Make the deal.

Mr. Belsky, you admit
to murdering Luis Morales?

Yes.

I sh*t him three times.

And did the defendant,
Eric Wise, pay you to k*ll him?

Yes.

He offered me grand

but said it had to be done that day.

He say why?

Apparently, the kid knew something

he wasn't supposed to.

Wise needed him silenced
before he talked.

And after you k*lled Mr. Morales,

did the defendant pay you
the money he promised?

Yeah.

The next day, I went to his apartment,

where he gave me the money in cash.

Thank you. Nothing further.

There's no proof of this transaction

you claim happened, is there?

No bank statements, wire transfer logs?

Like I said, he paid me in cash.

Do you know Randall Tully,

the foreman who Luis Morales
caught pouring concrete

over the two dead construction workers?

Yeah, I know him.

You two close?

I only know him because
we both worked for Wise.

But Randall Tully doesn't work

for Mr. Wise anymore, does he?

No, my client fired him once he learned

of his horrific actions...

Attempting to cover up the accident,

which occurred under his supervision.

Objection. Relevance?

Where is this going, Mr. Rems?

Your Honor, as foreman, Randall Tully

had exclusive access to a slush fund

to address any issues
that arose on the site.

The defense is entering into
evidence financial records

showing that $,
is missing from this account.

Isn't it true, Mr. Belsky,

that it was Randall Tully who hired you

to k*ll Luis Morales
to stop him from telling

anyone what he saw Randall do?

No.

And isn't it true that
he's agreed to pay you

even more money to point
the finger at my client,

the man who fired him?

No.

Eric Wise is the one who hired me.

Mm-hmm.

[TENSE MUSIC]

Mr. Belsky...

You've admitted to everyone here

that you m*rder*d someone for money.

Doesn't it stand to reason
that you'd just as easily

lie for money too?

♪

Tully swears he didn't take
the money out of that account.

But the bank statements clearly show

he was the authorized user
who withdrew the k.

Is there video of the transaction?

It happened over two months ago.

The bank doesn't keep
video logs going back that far.

Wise is smart.

He must have figured out
some way to withdraw

the money using Tully's card.

Yeah, or he... or he paid
someone after the fact

to doctor the records.

Either way, they've given the jury

a credible narrative that
Randall Tully, not Eric Wise,

was behind the m*rder.

We can call Tully to the stand,

have him refute the claim.

No, given that the defense
has painted him

as a bitter ex-employee with
an axe to grind against Wise,

and the fact the jury's
already heard about him

burying two dead bodies
under the concrete,

I don't think they'll find him
any more credible than Belsky.

We're gonna have to find something else.

Hmm.

Is that a good "hmm"?

Maybe.

In Cosgrove's arrest report,
he mentions that

Eric Wise's housekeeper
showed the detective

into Wise's office to make the arrest.

She was also present when Tully tried

to implicate Wise on the wire.

What's your point?

Wise doesn't think of the people

who work for him as human beings.

Hell, he doesn't even
think of them at all.

Which makes it easy to
forget that they are people

with thoughts and feelings...

And ears.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

- Excuse me.
- Yes.

I'm with the district attorney's office.

Well, what do you want?

I just want to ask you a few questions

about your boss, Eric Wise.

I have nothing to say.

- [SPEAKING ARABIC]
- _

We're from Beirut.

Oh, that's where my parents are from.

They moved here years ago,
before I was born.

And now you're a lawyer here?

Uh-huh.

[CHUCKLES]

Samantha Maroun.

Soraya Hamoud.

_

And I'm Injila.

I like your bag.

_

Injila, go upstairs.

I'll be there soon, okay?

How long have you two been in the U.S.?

Almost two years.

I wanted a better life.

I understand.

You know your boss, Eric Wise,
is on trial, right?

Yes.

I need to know if you
ever heard him talking

to his bodyguard, Ian Belsky.

[TENSE MUSIC]

♪

It's okay.

Mr. Wise likes to act
like I don't exist.

The day after Morales was m*rder*d,

Soraya heard Wise tell
Ian Belsky he did a good job

taking care of the problem.

He also told him not to deposit
the k he gave him

to avoid a paper trail.

Sounds good to me.

But Soraya and her daughter
are here illegally.

She had friends who applied
for H- visas and were denied,

and she was scared
it would happen to her too.

So how did she get here?

She got a tourist visa,
claimed they were visiting

a cousin and gave a fake
address on the application,

and has been evading ICE ever since.

She can still testify.

We don't report undocumented witnesses

to federal authorities.

I told her that, but she's scared.

Of course.

But we don't have a choice.

We need her testimony.

Oh, so we use her

like Eric Wise used undocumented workers

to build his buildings?

This could ruin her life
and her daughter's.

She attempted to circumvent the law.

It's not up to us to shield her
from the consequences of that.

We'll do everything we can to
protect her, you have my word.

But we're calling her to the stand.

♪

Your Honor, we're having some difficulty

locating our next witness,
Soraya Hamoud.

The People request a brief continuance

while detectives track her down.

The prosecution is
obviously stalling here.

If the state can't make
their case, that's on them.

I'll give you hours, Mr. Price.

But tomorrow morning,
the trial will resume

with or without your witness.

I'll see you all then. [GAVEL BANGS]

We're adjourned.

Soraya could be anywhere.

For all we know, she's halfway
to California by now.

We found her.

That's good news.

Yeah, well, I'm not so sure about that.

She's in ICE custody.

Her neighbors said that
they raided her apartment

in the middle of the night.

They took Soraya and her daughter.

[TENSE MUSIC]

♪

Son of a bitch tipped off the Feds.

Where is Soraya being detained?

I'm sorry, the detainee
you're attempting to see

isn't allowed visitors.

If you'd called ahead,
we could have warned you.

I'm not here for a visitation.

Soraya Hamoud is a witness
in a m*rder trial.

We're requesting that you release her

and her daughter to state
custody so she can testify.

Not that simple.

There are allowances for instances where

- a witness is necessary or...
- There are.

But I can't just let her go.

You need to file
the necessary paperwork.

By the time I do that,
she'll be back in Lebanon.

Sorry. Nothing I can do.

You may want to rethink that statement

if you want me to keep my mouth shut.

♪

Excuse me?

I have a big mouth, Mr. Garson.

A really big mouth.
And I can get really loud, too,

especially when I know about
a federal agency

aiding and abetting a m*rder*r.

They took Injila away from me.

I... I don't know where she is.

She's here.

She's being held with other
children her age, but she is safe.

I need to see her.

I need my daughter.

I will talk to them.

We can't go back to Lebanon.

We have nothing there.

- Her life...
- I've arranged a deal.

If you agree to testify against Wise,

they'll keep you
and your daughter in custody,

but they'll postpone
your removal hearings

until after the trial is over.

So you get what you need,
but what about us?

Well, the delay will buy us some time

to figure out how to keep you here.

My boss is the district attorney.

He has some sway.

And your assistance
in a high-profile case

will help us argue
you should be allowed to stay.

There's still hope.

Trust me.

♪

Ms. Hamoud, could you
please tell the court

about the conversation you overheard

between the defendant and Ian Belsky

on the afternoon of
Thursday, November ?

They were in his office.

Mr. Wise had me bring whiskey.

I remember thinking it
was early to be drinking,

but they were celebrating something.

Mr. Wise made a toast.

Do you know what it was
they were celebrating?

I didn't at the time.

But Mr. Wise thanked Mr. Belsky,

said he did a good job
taking care of his problem.

Did you hear him say anything else?

He told him to be careful with the money

he had given him.

He said that if Mr. Belsky deposited

$, in his bank account,
it would be suspicious.

He told him not to spend it

on something extravagant, either.

Did you notice anything unusual

when Mr. Belsky left
the apartment that afternoon?

Yes.

He left with a piece
of luggage, a small bag.

There is a word for it. Uh.

- Duffel bag?
- Yes, that's it.

He did not have it when he arrived.

Thank you.

Nothing further, Your Honor.

You're asking us
to believe that my client

said all of these incredibly
incriminating things

right in front of you?

Mr. Wise never really thought
about where I was or wasn't.

Most of the time,
he forgot I was even there.

♪

Ms. Hamoud,

are you a legal resident
of the United States?

No, I am not.

So you're here illegally?

Yes.

In fact, you're currently in
federal custody, aren't you?

Yes.

Ms. Hamoud, did the
district attorney's office

offer you a deal to stay
in this country in exchange

for testifying against my client?

They said they would help.

No further questions, Your Honor.

But I would have testified
even if they didn't.

Your Honor.

I left where I'm from

because powerful people abused

and oppressed people like me.

I came here because I believed
this country was better,

that there was more opportunity
here for people like me.

And I still believe that.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪

Will the defendant please rise?

Madam Foreperson, has the
jury reached the verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

In the charge of m*rder
in the first degree,

we find the defendant, Eric Wise...

guilty.

♪

Okay, thank you so much.

Ms. Maroun.

Good news.

I just found an amazing
immigration lawyer.

It's too late.

What do you mean?

Soraya's hearing was yesterday.

What?

They said they would wait
until after the trial was over.

They lied.

Well, that's disgusting.

It sure is.

Well, then... then we file a petition,

figure out how to reverse the decision.

They're gone.

Soraya and her daughter
are back in Lebanon.

♪

Excuse me.