01x07 - The Sound of Silence

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[NARRATOR]: In Toronto's w*r on crime,

the worst offenders are
pursued by the detectives

of the specialized criminal
investigations unit.

These are their stories.

These things take time.

Between your agents, our lawyers,

the personnel, screenings...

We understand you gotta
do what you gotta do.

We here at Sierra like to call
this our Come-to-Jesus meeting.

Speak now or forever hold your peace.

[TENSE MUSIC]

We are just making a radio show.

A radio show that tripled
its listeners last year alone.

Janet, you're head of HR over there.

Anything I should be aware of?

No, nothing at all.

No complaints, no concerns.

This entire team has been incredible.

[ROMAN OVER RADIO]: It's
the Roman Rush Show.

Our next guest is a soulful,
once-in-a-generation talent,

whose music should already
be on your playlist,

but likely isn't.

But all that is about
to change tonight.

Clara Snow, welcome to the show.

[CLARA]: What an introduction, Roman.

- I hardly know what to say.
- I know what you should say,

and you g*dd*mn know
what you should say.

[CLARA]: I want to start with a
song I wrote not too long ago.

- [MAN]: Rachel?
- [CLARA SINGS] ♪ I know you made a mess ♪

Rachel! Open the door right now!

I'm not letting you
drag me down anymore!

♪ I'm sorry we're weaker... ♪

You can't hide in there forever, Rachel!

[BANGING ON DOOR]

I will wait here all night,
do you understand me?!

- Alright!
- Yeah, alright!

Just leave me alone!

Look what you're doing!

We're gonna lose
everything because of you!

[NEIGHBOUR]: Keep it down in
there, or I'm calling the cops!

♪ Hopeless optimist ♪

♪ Or na ïve little kid ♪

♪ I hate that that's the
thing they still believe ♪

♪ But I will try ♪

♪ To teach my mind ♪

♪ To say goodbye ♪

♪ In time ♪

You're remarkable. I'm speechless.

Which is not ideal for radio.

[CHUCKLES]

Clara Snow. What a voice. What a talent.

You're welcome, Toronto.

- Wow. Lucky girl.
- That was amazing.

Yeah. He just made her career.

[ROMAN]: ... back after
this commercial break.

[DISTANT THUD]

You know...

[LAUGHING]

It's not paranoia if they're
actually out to get you, right?

Thank you for...

Reaching out.

Sorry about this, folks,

but you're going to need some
heat over the next six hours.

We don't want you
freezing to death on us.

Alrighty, folks! Next stop, Montreal!

Home of the world's
best bagels. [CHUCKLING]

Okay, people, whose bag is this?

Come on, folks, I can't
load an unclaimed bag.

Alright. What the hell is in this thing?

Help!

[THEME MUSIC]

The bus broke down, and
we had to switch buses,

and it was the only unclaimed bag.

When you arrived at the depot,

the suitcase was already on the bus?

Wish I could help, Detective
Graff, but I didn't see

who loaded the bag.

Ah, it's not your fault.

We'll check on the security
cameras back at the depot.

I'm warning you, they are
covered in pigeon crap.

We've been talking to
management about it, but so far,

they haven't done anything about it.

Well, thank you for your help.


and no one saw a thing.

Apparently, the cameras
down at the bus depot

are out of play too,
covered in pigeon crap.

Great.

Look at these wheels, they're pristine.

Apart from a little gravel and grass.

No scuffs on the leather.
This bag's new, brand new.

Detective, could you call
around to see if any luggage

or department stores
sold a Wanderluxe 39-inch

Spinner Trunk, or the
whole set, in the past week?

Sure.

Start with stores close
to the bus station.

- Of course, Detective Bateman.
- Thank you.

Maybe we'll get lucky and the
k*ller bought it in person.

Yeah.

I saw the photos.

Her body was twisted
up in that suitcase.

Just stuffed in there like garbage.

Okay, Melody, we can save the editorial.

Ah, she's got a point, Da Silva.

There's not a lot of
respect happening here.

If the body's tossed away like trash,

it says a lot about a suspect.

- No defensive wounds?
- No.

And no sign of sexual as*ault.

The victim d*ed by manual strangulation.

Petechial hemorrhaging, swollen tongue,

blood in the esophagus,
and we have these.

Look at these bruises.

Could it be an argument that escalated?

I don't think so. The
attacker was facing the victim,

probably caught her off guard.

Someone she knew.

We'll get her fingernails and let
you know if there's any DNA hits,

but there's also this.

Ante-mortem bruising on
both wrists, both ankles,

and at the corners of her mouth.

Based on colouring,
I'd say two weeks old.

We think she's been bound and gagged.

Not last night, but sometime
in the last few weeks.

Sternal fracture, four months old.

So, pattern of domestic
abuse over weeks or months.

Abduction, captivity.

Or BDSM sex that went too far?

If that's it, someone
definitely forgot the safe word.

Is that cocaine?

I tested it, and yes,

which is why I'm running
the tox screen again.

It came back negative for cocaine,

but positive for
Lorazepam and azithromycin.

Stimulants, benzos, and antibiotics.

That's quite the cocktail.

[DOOR BUZZING]

Ma'am? The victim's prints came back.

Rachel Flowers, 31. Address
in Kensington Market.

- What's she in the system for?
- Shoplifting.

Once, when she was 18. Not
exactly a menace to society.

If she'd been working the streets

or trading sex for dr*gs, we'd
have her for more than that.

Any leads from the suitcase?

No. Forensics couldn't pull any prints.

And stores don't even
stock that set anymore.

You have to order it online.

So, the k*ller wore
gloves, dumped her body

at the bus depot, and hoped
that she wouldn't be found

until Montreal.

And if they didn't have to switch buses,

that bag would be long gone.

In a way, the luggage
of it all makes sense.

Inconspicuous, easy to
obtain, and easy to transport.

We're looking for a
violent romantic partner

who just happened to have a
brand new 1,500-dollar suitcase

lying around, and didn't
think twice about using it

to dispose of a body.

So, we've got to find this creep fast.

Okay, we just have a couple more things

to run by you, Benji.

So, last night, 7:27 PM,

your neighbour called
in a noise complaint,

citing a blasting radio
and a screaming match.

Now, Detective Graff thought it
must've been a lover's quarrel,

but you said...

"No, Rachel and I were just roommates."

That's right. There was
nothing romantic between us.

Well, that's funny.

These two cushions here, Benji,
are completely compressed,

whereas this one is hard as a rock.

You and Rachel sat
awfully close to each other

for "just roommates."

When we first moved in, we
had a thing, and it was brief.

But I realized we were
just better as friends.

Is that what the fight was about?

No. When I first answered Rachel's ad

to be her roommate...

[SIGHS] She was, like, a lot of fun.

And then a few months
ago, she just fell apart.

She lost her job for some reason,

she got all weird and paranoid,

and then she spent her
entire savings on dr*gs.

Well, did she apply for E.I.?
I mean, how did she cover rent?

No. She didn't. That's
the whole problem.

You must have been angry.

Do you know how hard it is
to get an apartment in Toronto

on a carpenter's salary?

I mean, look, I wasn't gonna
get tossed out on my ass

because Rachel was going through
some, like, quarter-life crisis.

When you and Rachel slept together,

did you engage in any fetish acts?

Any bondage, any rough play?

I'm sorry, what?

No, never. That's not her.

That's not her thing or my thing.

No offence, I mean, I haven't
hooked up with her in months,

and I don't know who she's
been seeing since then,

but I really doubt that it
would involve... any of that.

Well, you never really
know a person, right?

Benji, have you got a minute?

[GRAFF CLEARS HIS THROAT]

So, Rachel's a retro renegade.

I saw her records, DVDs,

but I don't see a turntable,
and I don't see a TV.

She must have sold them for dr*gs.

Well, that would have been
recently. There's no dust.

Now, remind me, you
said in your statement

that you didn't come into
Rachel's room at all yesterday.

Now, you see, it doesn't
matter if you don't tell us.

The IDENT team will
be able to let us know.

Their DNA testing is very precise.

Okay.

I was in here.

But I was just trying to get
her to come out and talk to me.

Come out of where?

[TENSE MUSIC]

What was Rachel doing in her closet?

I don't know. She said she was working.

Rachel Flowers goes out for the evening,

and her former lover, slash roommate,

pawned all of her stuff,

including some high-end
recording equipment?

She was months behind on
rent. He got desperate.

Gives him a decent alibi, though.

It took quite him a few visits

to lug all this down to the pawnshop.

He was haggling with Pawn Pro Pete

until after midnight,
then crashed at a friend's.

Her tablet was wiped when we got there.

Mark's working on it,
but it doesn't look good.

Judging from Benji's story
and the autopsy findings,

something happened to this woman

three or four months
ago that set her off.

If Rachel had applied for
E.I. after she lost her job,

then she'd have the money
to get Benji off her back.

Maybe she didn't get E.I.

It is possible that
her claim was denied.

Maybe she was fired for cause.

Last place of employment, CJYT Radio.

Honestly, it's almost
too much to process.

Does her family know?

Well, that's another
tragic story right there.

Her parents were k*lled in a car
wreck when she was a teenager.

But do you know if she
has siblings, Roman?

I don't.

I mean, we didn't spend any real
time together outside of work.

I mean, Jesus. That poor woman.

You know, she was smart, talented...

Such a promising career ahead of her.

Promising career, and yet you fired her?

I didn't fire her.

I did. She was stealing
studio equipment.

And I assume it was to fund

an already problematic cocaine habit.

What sort of gear was she taking?

Soundboard. A couple of
mics. I don't know what else.

And you actually caught her in the act?

Yeah. We wrapped, and I ran out,

and I ran back up
because I forgot my phone,

and when I got here,
she was loading the gear

into a service elevator.

What did she say when
you confronted her?

I didn't confront her.

I called security. I told
them to check her bags.

I was upset. I didn't trust myself

to deal with it without getting angry.

Yet you let her leave
with the stolen equipment?

I mean, it was in her
apartment the night she d*ed.

I knew f*ring her for a misconduct

would make her ineligible for E.I.

So I guess I thought of
the gear as a sort of a...

Severance package.

Martin, thank you for your time.

- Ready?
- Yeah.

It's Paolo, is it? And Gabby?

Yeah.

You guys heading out?

Yeah, we need a drink after all this.

- Yeah, it's a terrible thing.
- Yeah.

Did you know Rachel
well? Were you close?

Not really, no.

She seemed cool... at first.

- At first?
- Yeah, it got kind of weird.

She would show up late, leave early.

Cried a lot.

In the bathroom.

This isn't that kind of
job. You know what I mean?

You show up for work, you
give 110 percent every time.

What about you? Were
you and Rachel friends?

Rachel and I had drinks a few times.

Sometimes, Martin likes
to take a bunch of us

out for drinks to wind down.

Uh... I liked her.

Like, a lot, you know? I
thought she was really smart.

But it's true, she started to spin out.

Do you have any idea why?

I figured it had something
to do with a boyfriend,

maybe her love life.

It definitely wasn't this job, though.

Like, she loved this
place more than anything.

- Thanks.
- Thanks.

Relationship drama,
gets fired, she spirals.

Still feels like we're
missing a piece of the puzzle.

Hmm...

[BEEPING]

Mark. You okay?

I managed to retrieve a video

that was saved in a secured
folder on Rachel's tablet.

It's from two weeks ago.

[♪ BLUE MONDAY BY NEW ORDER PLAYS ♪]

[MAN]: I love seeing you like this.

[RACHEL GROANS IN PAIN]

Helpless. Begging for more.

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

[RACHEL SCREAMING]

[VIDEO STOPS]

It's disturbing. But
BDSM is not a crime.

Well, no, of course not.

I mean, consensual,
safe words, boundaries.

But you can see her
clearly hear her say no.

Roman's also lying.

I mean, he said, "I've never
spent any real time with her

outside of work."

So what's that? I guess that
doesn't count as real time?

Are you suggesting that Roman
Rush m*rder*d Rachel Flowers?

We know that he tied her up
and gagged her two weeks ago.

It's consistent with
the bruising on her body.

It's a good lead, but
I am telling you now,

tread lightly with Roman Rush.

That man has a lot of fancy friends.

And this video is a legal can of worms,

so don't let him know
that you've opened it.

[SIGHS]

I assume he filmed it, but do
we know how Rachel got a copy?

We don't know yet.

Mark's still digging to see
if we can retrieve more files.

Well, just because someone's abusive,

doesn't mean they're a m*rder*r.

But, if Rachel was threatening

to go public with her allegations...

That would provide motive.

And we might have a case.

Deja, I know that I'm
the king of small talk,

but please, put me out of
my misery. Where are we at?

- It's been a long time coming.
- [CHAMPAGNE BOTTLE POPS]

- Months of negotiations...
- [ROMAN LAUGHING]

... contracts, due
diligence. But we did it!

And it's all you. You!

Here's to our new, seven-year,

international multi-million
dollar satellite radio deal.

Roman, welcome to Sierra.

Mmm!

Power makes you thirsty! [LAUGHING]

Ah, and you are amazing.

Would you mind bringing
another glass to our friend

Paolo over there?

Even foot soldiers
deserve the spoils of w*r!

You are his producer,
Martin. No surprises, right?

No surprises.

Thanks for your time.

We just had a few follow-up questions.

Of course, anything I can do to help.

Last time we spoke to you,

you told us that you
and Rachel never spent...

"real time" away from the office.

How would you define "real time"?

I guess I meant that we
weren't friends, you know?

We weren't close, we
didn't confide in one other.

Did you sleep with her?

Yes. I did. Twice.

When?

First time was three or four months ago,

then again a couple weeks ago.

Hmm. Right.

How would you characterize
the encounters?

Well, Detective, they were pleasant.

Enjoyable. Casual.

The first time it happened, she
was still dating her roommate,

which I only found out
about after the fact.

So then I just left her alone.

Until a two weeks ago.

Yeah, but that was all her.

She showed up at my
place, she was a mess.

She was struggling with
an anxiety disorder.

Suicidal thoughts after being let go.

I was sympathetic.

I just wanted to provide
a safe space for her.

- Sure, sure.
- [BATEMAN]: Of course, yeah.

Ugh, I'm sorry, you know what?
I should... I should get this.

Excuse me a moment.

Ah, we're just trying to
rule things out, you know?

Narrow the playing field.

Is there any chance that
the sex got a bit rough?

And this is not an
accusation or a judgment.

I don't care what

consenting adults do in the bedroom.

So, why would you ask that?

There were a few marks

on Rachel's body from a few weeks ago.

Looked a little bit to me like BDSM.

That's what she liked.

That's what she wanted.

I was surprised, but
like you, I don't judge.

- Hmm.
- We were just having fun.

Right. Yeah, well, I
appreciate your candour.

Mm-hmm!

Oh, just one more thing, though.

The night of Rachel's m*rder,

where you were you?

Well, not until I
talk to a lawyer first.

Hmm, of course. Thank you for your time.

I thought you'd get more
out of him if I wasn't there.

Well, he's that kind of guy.

My favourite. He admit to anything?

Rough sex, consensual, her idea.

- Right.
- But he didn't lie properly.

What do you mean?

Well, he didn't lie like a man who knew

that there was any possibility
of hard evidence against him.

There was no fear there at all.

It was like that was his truth.

His reality.

What about the night
Rachel d*ed? Where was he?

He wouldn't tell me. Suddenly
brought up the L word.

Lawyer?

Well, whatever he's up to,

it's worth hiding from the police.

[DOOR BUZZING]

Okay. Roommate says she
left the apartment at 9:15.

Now, Da Silva estimates
the time of death

was between 10 PM and 2 AM.

Roman Rush was live on air
with Clara Snow 'til 7:30.

- Are you sure?
- Yeah.

They film all the radio
shows for their socials.

Why isn't anything just itself anymore?

I mean, radio's gotta be video,

and video's gotta be a blog,
a blog's gotta be a podcast...

Security log has Romah Rush
signing out of the CJYT building

at 8:04 PM.

A bunch of them did.

Gabby, Paolo, Martin,
and the guest, Clara Snow.

But according to his
condo's security cameras,

he didn't come home 'til
six the next morning.

[TENSE MUSIC]

Okay.

Gabby said Martin sometimes takes them

all out for drinks after the show.

- Maybe they went out together.
- Well, let's ask him.

He's Roman's producer,
no doubt his babysitter.

He's gotta know the
guy better than anyone.

Yeah.

You and Roman, you're
on a pretty good run.

Yeah, it's been incredible.

It's a great show, we've been
k*lling it in the ratings.

It's... kind of life-changing.

I'd say career-changing as well.

The Morning Buzz with
Josie, The Sunday Giggle,

and the clunker in the crown,

Ray g*n Radio with Riley Richfield.

I do like an alliteration,
I do, but that one...

Yeah, they can't all be winners.

I guess what I'm wondering is

why Roman chose you as his producer.

Three failed shows in four years.

I'm an excellent producer.

And those were all good shows,

they just lacked one key ingredient.

- Intelligence?
- A great host.

Someone who exudes empathy, magnetism.

Someone special. Lightning
in a bottle is hard to find.

The night of Clara Snow's
appearance on the show,

did you take the g*ng out for drinks?

No, I think some of the staff went out,

but I certainly didn't, I was bagged.

- What about Roman?
- No, no. He was exhausted too.

He took our guest to Queens
Quay to get her a cab.

But... Yeah, I think I
didn't see him after that.

_

Sorry, I don't really get a
lot of visitors around here.

I'm all scattered.

I'm embarrassed to say,
I... I don't know your music.

Oh, don't be. No one did until now.

Ten years of hard work and nothing.

But 30 minutes on the Roman Rush show,

and I'm signed the
next day. It's bizarre.

Do you know Roman well?

Uh, he saw me perform at
a folk concert in July.

He's been championing
my music ever since.

Do you know a woman by
the name of Rachel Flowers?

Why, did you... talk to her?

You haven't heard?

Heard what?

She was m*rder*d two days ago.

I assumed you'd heard it on the news.

Clara, are you alright?

Yeah. I-I just...

I don't really do the news
while I'm writing, you know?

It kind of messes with
my head, so I just...

I stay off social, I don't do emails,

I just, you know... I-I write.

So I take it you did know Rachel.

Um...

Yeah, she reached out to me
for an interview last week.

We talked about my music.

Did you have any further contact?

Right before I went on Roman's show,

she left me another message.

She said we needed to talk about Roman.

She seemed really upset.

She said it was urgent.

And I...

Never called her back.

What did she want to talk about?

Well...

She knew that I...

She knew that we...

[CRYING] Um...

Clara, it's okay.

She had seen

an intimate video

of Roman and I together.

We were at Roman's
apartment, about ten days ago.

I didn't even know that I
was being recorded, okay?

And I don't know how
she saw that, but that...

That was none of her business.

Clara, when was the last
time you were with Roman?

Two nights ago.

After I went on his show.

He wanted to see my studio.

So we came back here together in a cab.

He stayed the night.

He left around 5:30, said he had to

get ready for work.

So on the night of Rachel's m*rder,

you and Roman were together
from the start of the show

'til 5:30 AM.

Roman didn't k*ll Rachel Flowers,

because he had Clara
Snow tied up all night,

judging by the bruises on her wrists.

No wonder he didn't want
to tell you where he was.

Look, even if Clara says

their relationship was consensual,

we can still go after him
on the voyeurism charge

for planting the camera.

We could even make a
case that recording her

without her knowledge
constitutes sexual as*ault.

I mean, there's legal
precedent for that.

I don't think Roman was
recording Clara ten days ago.

No, Mark found that video
on Rachel's own tablet,

and she was staring
directly into the camera.

My guess is that she planted the camera

and was sending the feed
back to her own tablet.

Which would explain
how she saw the footage

of Clara a few days later.

So what, Roman just walks?

[SIGHS]

No.

Two weeks before Rachel was k*lled,

we think she talked her way
back into Roman's bedroom

to plant a camera before
having sex with him.

She put herself in danger to
capture the abuse on camera,

and inadvertently captured the as*ault

of another woman ten days ago.

Ah-ah. Clara Snow's not
saying it was as*ault.

Well, not yet. But come on, Theo,

you know how these cases
go. They gain momentum.

First one woman comes forward,
and then another, and...

- I hate to admit it...
- Then don't.

There's no case.

[SIGHS]

If Rachel Flowers coerced a
man into having sex with her

for the purpose of
planting a hidden camera,

she entrapped him.

There's possibly a
side order of blackmail.

And the footage is completely
inadmissible in court.

Last I heard, you're
investigating a m*rder.

A m*rder Roman Rush
couldn't have committed.

[SIGHS]

Frankie.

I believe you.

And once you catch Rachel's k*ller,

we can pull in Sex
Crimes, and go after Roman.

How?

Well, if he preyed on multiple women

who came into his workplace,
somebody had to know.

We just need to find out who.

Rachel Flowers had an
appointment with you

just a few days before she was fired.

Rachel was having issues.

Her coworkers were
reporting erratic behaviour.

I called her in to
discuss her performance.

Interesting. Your
assistant said it was Rachel

who made the appointment, not you.

Okay. If that's what Katie
said, then that's what happened.

Look, Rachel wasn't making much sense.

I suspected there were...
substances involved.

Did she mention Roman
Rush when you spoke?

She did, but there was nothing tangible.

Certainly nothing worth following up on.

The woman was barely coherent.

Okay.

Uh, one more thing.

Can you tell us why
you're leaving this job?

I'm moving to Sierra Satellite
with the Roman Rush show.

They're bringing over the whole team.

It's a multi-million dollar deal.

They're announcing it next week.

Congratulations.

I smell a cover-up.

And millions of dollars worth of reasons

for anyone involved with Roman

to protect him from a m*rder charge.

Okay, so who do we
think would actually k*ll

to protect him, or his show?

Janet from HR,

his producer, maybe, his assistants?

His mother. Do we have
his mother on the board?

Maybe we should park
the "who" for a second

and talk about the "why now?"

If Roman and his enablers

got Rachel fired three months ago,

then she wasn't a thr*at.

- So why k*ll her now?
- Well, someone must've leaked

that she was planning on outing him.

But who would Rachel tell?

She didn't tell her roommate,

and she didn't tell any of
her friends, that we know of.

The only person that
we know she talked to

in the last two weeks,

the only person she
felt might understand?

Clara Snow.

Clara, I wanted to talk to you
about the video that Rachel saw.

I believe she set up that camera

to get proof that Roman is abusive,

and you became part of that proof.

I saw the bruises on your wrists.

And I just want to
make sure you understand

that just because you
consented to sex with Roman,

does not mean he gets to
cause you physical harm.

Of course I didn't consent...

to what he did.

But that doesn't matter.

They're gonna pull up every flirty text

that I sent to him over
the past few months.

Trot out every sexual
partner I've ever had.

They're gonna paint me

as a past-her-prime folk singer

who slept her way to a record deal.

Rachel understood.

She'd been through it.

You know, she filed a
sexual as*ault claim with HR,

requested to be transferred.

Nothing happened.

She couldn't even get that
woman on the phone ever again.

So you and Rachel did talk about this.

That interview that I did with Rachel,

it wasn't about my music.

Rachel had decided

that she was going to use her voice.

She was going to create an exposé

to bring down Roman Rush.

So, I told Rachel my story,

and she told me hers.

But I wasn't ready to go public yet.

And so, when we were done,
she gave me the recorder and she said,

"When you are ready,
we're gonna play the tape."

And then I never called her back.

And what's worse...

I went on his show.

And then afterwards,

I slept with him again.

You wouldn't be the first.

[CRYING]

I could've helped Rachel

when she was still alive.

And I didn't.

So, please, just take this now,

for whatever good it can do.

Clara.

I believe that Rachel was k*lled

to stop her from outing
Roman as a predator.

But the only person

I know she spoke to about this was you.

Wait, so you... You're
saying that her...

Her death, that's was my fault?

No, of course not.

Clara, what I'm asking is...

Did you tell anyone else
what Rachel was planning?

No, no. I...

Wait.

When I was in my green
room, before I went on air,

I listened to Rachel's voicemail.

She said that she wanted to speak out,

that she understood my decision,

but she couldn't wait anymore.

And then Roman's producer walked in.

Martin?

I think it was on speaker.

Clara,

with your help,

I think we can make sure
this never happens again.

What's going on?

Clara Snow came to talk to us yesterday.

About you, Roman.

Sensitive stuff. Intimate stuff.

She wants to press charges.

[SCOFFS]

That's impossible.
Why would she do that?

After everything,

I mean, I plucked her
from complete obscurity.

I featured her on my show,
she signed a record deal.

We celebrated together.

This doesn't make any sense.

- Is it true?
- No, it's not g*dd*mn true.

Then don't worry about it.

It'll go away. These things always do.

I opened every door for her,
I made her a household name!

How dare she? Goddamned bitch!

Stop! Enough!

We're done!

We are not done. We're not done!

Roman, it's over! It's
time to tell the truth!

Oh, you want to tell the truth?

[GRUNTS] You disloyal bastard.

Well, good news, Paolo!

Looks like there's a job opening!

You want to be my new
executive producer?

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

[GRUNTING]

Police, stay down.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

- Yeah?
- Yeah, I'm okay. It worked.

Okay, who do we got here?

Paolo Marcotti, you're under
arrest for the attempted m*rder,

and the m*rder of Rachel Flowers.

You texted Rachel Flowers
on the night of her m*rder,

said you were gonna come
clean with what you know.

You knew exactly what
to say to draw her out,

and then you strangled her,
shoved cocaine up her nose,

and stuffed her lifeless
body into a Spinner Trunk.

Did Roman put you up to it?

Did Martin?

Come on, Paolo, if they
did, you should tell us.

It will help you.

[SIGHS]

"On the advice of my counsel,

I am exercising my right to silence."

Wow. Okay. That's a first.

Okay, what about Clara?

Who told you to make
that problem go away?

I mean, we know Roman's your hero.

You'd do anything for him, 110
percent, just like you said.

Yeah. You'd go to w*r for that man.

And you're a good soldier, Paolo,

but you're not the general.

You don't get to make the decisions.

Three hours ago, we called Roman.

Told him you'd been arrested.

He didn't seem to care.

He's not coming down to check on you.

And he's not sending his
fancy lawyers to save you.

He's gonna let you rot.

And I'm okay with that.

Time for Plan B. Let's
go rattle some cages.

Happy Anniversary.

Amethyst!

You Googled Lily's birthstone?

What's wrong? You hate it.

No, no, I love it, I love it.

I'm just a bit confused. I...

I thought I saw you ordering

that Wanderluxe luggage set online.

You and me, taking a trip.

Now that Lily's old enough
to stay with my mom...

Uh, babe, that luggage was for Roman

as a thank you gift for the Sierra deal,

for bringing me along.

He kind of changed our life, right?

Yeah.

- Oh, yeah.
- [PHONE RINGING]

- [CHUCKLES]
- Who's calling the landline?

Be right back.

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

[SIGHS]

- Hey!
- Yeah, I got your messages.

Oh, guys, I'm sorry.
This has been a lot.

Thank you.

Yeah, we heard about
your move to Sierra,

and this is really not
what you need right now.

Paolo Marcotti is obviously
a very troubled soul.

Yes, it's terrible,
you know? For everyone.

We're gonna make it work.
We're gonna open my new show

with a mental health and wellness week.

Marianne Williamson, Demi
Lovato, if I can get her.

Oh, that's splendid.

Making lemons out of lemonade, right?

Lemonade out of lemons, but yeah, sure.

Right. That's why I need a producer.

I need somebody telling me what to say.

[GRAFF LAUGHS]

He doesn't tell me what to say.

No, right. Sorry.

Nobody tells you what to say,
you're lightning in a bottle.

Martin, have you got a minute?

You might want to shut the door.

[DOOR CLOSES]

So Paolo

confessed to the whole thing?

Said he k*lled Rachel
and went after Clara

to stop them both from reporting Roman.

If I had known that
Paolo was that unhinged...

Jesus...

I don't even know what to do.

The Sierra deal, it's coming,
and it's... [STAMMERING]

... taking up a lot of time.

How did you even know about that?

Janet Lawrence in HR.

She told us about Sierra

and she intimated that
Rachel had filed a complaint.

Now, I know you're all
getting paid a lot to right now

to stay quiet, but I gotta tell you,

Janet's a bit of a leaky boat.

Martin said you hired Paolo personally.

Plucked him from a stack
of 5,000 applicants.

I mean, he had no education

or experience in radio
producing, is that right?

He had talent and drive.

I don't give my employees
psychiatric evaluations,

though clearly, I should.

Next time, right?

You know, we did find the
Reddit thread he wrote you on.

His user name was @Paulie-M.

"Your voice gives me hope."

"I'm your loyal soldier to the end."

It's a bit intense.

Okay, sure, I knew Paolo
was a fan when I hired him.

But so what? All that proves

is that I like having my ego stroked.

Who doesn't?

Is your... ego

what made you take
Rachel back into your bed

after she went to HR about you?

I suppose.

But it was a trick.

She didn't want to sleep with you.

She wanted to plant a
camera in your bedroom.

- She did what?
- She outsmarted you, Roman.

Anything else, Detective Graff?

Yes, as a matter of fact.

I wanted to talk to you about luggage.

We're police, right?

We went to the company and
asked for all online activity

in the last two months, and
they were happy to oblige.

You ordered a whole set.

And frankly, I was shocked by the price.

I mean, luggage, who knew?

It... It was a gift. For Roman.

Oh. Oh, right.

So, we'll find the rest
of it in his loft tonight?

I have no idea what you'll find.

Except proof of him assaulting
multiple young women, no doubt.

Even if you find a camera in my place,

I didn't put it there, and
I didn't videotape anyone.

I saw the tape.

You know, I actually
found it kind of sad.

Seems like the only way you
can perform in the bedroom

is by tying women up, and choking them,

and b*ating them.

I mean, you're not dominating them,

you're levelling the playing field.

You're diminishing them
so you can feel strong,

and virile, and relevant.

You know, it's funny.

The public can forgive a man
with a healthy sexual appetite

who happens to take things too far,

but they will never, ever
respect a man who's weak.

Incapable.

Flaccid.

[SCOFFS]

You know, you might do
better to confess to m*rder.

If you knew what he was doing,
why didn't you come forward?

You could've helped Rachel

instead of telling her she
could borrow that equipment,

then calling security to get
her fired for stealing it.

I'm not proud of that,
but she was volatile.

She was messed up.

I had no idea what to believe.

Roman needed her out,
and you made it so,

'cause you're a great producer.

I heard rumours about him.

But I didn't know for sure

who he was, what he was.

But now I know.

- He needs to be locked up.
- Just him?

I'm gonna make you a deal.

I'll tell you everything,
whatever you need.

I just, I can't do this anymore,

because it's k*lling me.

Well...

[SIGHS]

I don't think so.

[ROMAN OVER SPEAKERS]:
I didn't k*ll anyone.

That's not how this goes, alright?

Martin is the fixer. I do
my thing, and he does his.

So, if someone told Paolo

to go after Rachel and
Clara, then it was Martin.

Well, he certainly screwed that up.

Yes! Colossal stupidity.
He is supremely mediocre

and completely replaceable.

He went rogue without
a plan, it's pathetic.

Trusting Paolo with this? What a loser.

No! You don't get to do this!

No, this is on you. You shat the bed!

Stop talking! For once in your life!

You need me to take care of
your endless messes, so I did!

There were millions of dollars at stake!

- What did you expect?!
- Not this, you moron!

None of this would've happened

if you hadn't sexually assaulted

all the women who came
into that goddamned studio!

Jesus Christ, Martin, I'm not a monster!

You are a monster!

You both are. You just can't see it.

Get off me, man.

[SOMBRE MUSIC]

[DOOR OPENS]

An abuser, an enabler, and a m*rder*r.

Thanks to Rachel and Clara,

we got all three.

[THEME MUSIC]