Hi, um...
after a long life,
Morry Goldberg
lies in the dirt--
no, on his deathbed.
- Is he here yet?
- No.
And your job is to VIP Alan.
Alan wants to know
where the mayor is.
Well, I confirmed
with his office.
I confirmed with him.
I checked the traffic.
I confirmed,
I checked, meanwhile,
- I can't get my speech right.
- Moyshe,
you're gonna be great.
- Okay.
- Okay, I'm going back inside.
- Okay.
- Okay.
- Ten-thousand steps.
- You cheated.
- There he is.
- Ahh.
Welcome, Mr. Mayor.
Ahh, shalom, Rabbi.
Shalom.
Rabbi Mo.
- Mr. Fassbinder.
- My wife is shivering.
You have got
to turn up the heaters.
Excellent idea,
Mr. Fassbinder.
You are now officially
in command of the heaters.
You there,
turn up that heater.
Turn up all the heaters.
Well played, Rabbi.
Ba-ba-ba, there you go.
Jerry, how are you?
Reed, congrats
on Brandeis, very nice.
- Mayor Kirk.
- Alan.
Mayor Kirk, I'm sure you know
Alan and Liat Rosner.
Oh, do I know Alan.
I know that he married up,
and he cheats at golf.
At least I don't cheat
at the things that count,
Mr. Mayor--
how many ex-wives
- are you supporting?
- Huh.
How many offshore accounts
have you been hiding
from the IRS, Mr. Rosner?
How many votes did you forge
in the last election?
Alan, Mayor, do we have to get
into this stuff tonight?
- I mean--
- How many insults do we have
to throw at each other
before the rabbi knows
- we're kidding?
- Come on.
Okay, okay.
Mr. Mayor, do tell me
about those offshore accounts.
Oh, attagirl.
Rabbi, you're a good sport.
Well, I'm just honored
you guys feel
comfortable enough
to pull my leg like that.
- Of course.
- Can we get a picture?
- Yeah.
- Yes, of course.
Johnny, come in, come in.
Oh, yeah.
So glad you could come, Mayor.
Anything for you, pal.
- Perfect, thank you.
- Great.
Why don't we take a seat?
After a long
and productive life,
Morry Goldberg lies
on his deathbed,
and he says,
"Is my Sarah here?"
"Yes, I'm here,
my husband."
"Are my boys
Max and Bernie here?"
"Yes, we're here, Dad."
"Are all
my grandchildren here?"
"Yes, Morry,
all of us are here,"
says Sarah.
And then Morry Goldberg
leans forward
one last time
and says,
"Then why is the light on
in the kitchen?"
That was for you, Alan.
A green joke
for our green hero.
Ladies and gentlemen,
Mr. Alan Rosner.
Okay, Esty,
roll the video.
Roll the video.
Many people talking
about ending
our fossil fuel reliance,
but Alan...
Alan makes it happen.
Rosner Energy powers
over 100,000 homes
with pure sunlight every day.
And now that Alan's vision
includes a building
for the High Desert
Jewish Center,
that too will happen.
Mazal tov, Alan...
for your hard-earned award.
Take it away, Devorah!
Daddy, you taught me
how to drive
and how to negotiate.
I'm honored
to bring your vision
of the solar future
to social media.
And now that I've reached
over 20,000 followers,
I'd like to renegotiate
my deal.
Daddy, you're my bestest.
Mazal tov on your big honor.
Take it away, Mom.
Ten years ago,
the kids and I were
living in a one-bedroom
in Van Nuys.
I was working nights.
You changed our lives, Alan.
You're going
to change the world.
We're so proud of you.
Mazal tov, my darling.
Take it away, Koby.
Yay, Alan.
Uh... take it away, Jeff.
Yeah, uh, congrats, bro.
Dad would be proud.
Cheers.
Congratulations, Alan.
You're a generous man,
and your family is
very proud of you.
Mazal tov on building
the new temple.
Lahaim!
Esty, Levy,
great job on the video.
That was great.
Ten years ago,
Hindy and I opened
the High Desert Jewish Center
in our living room.
At our first public event,
all of seven people showed up.
But one of them...
was Mayor Donovan Kirk.
And a big hand
for Rabbi Mo, everyone.
And to the High Desert
Jewish community, I thank you.
But it is now my honor
and my pleasure
to award Alan Rosner
a key to the city
for bringing high-tech,
large-scale
solar farming
and hundreds of jobs
to our city.
I'm also proud
to call him my friend.
- Ahh.
- But Alan, next time we golf,
I'm still taking
all your money.
Ladies and gentlemen,
Alan Rosner.
Oh-- but for the record,
I let him win at golf.
Six months ago,
Rabbi Mo called
and said that
he and Hindy would like me
to be the guest of honor
at the gala this year.
So, I immediately said,
"How much is that
gonna cost me?"
It's true.
Now, it's no secret
that I have
a soft spot in my heart
for the High Desert
Jewish Center.
I'm just a little tired
of attending services
in a strip mall.
You know, I promised to give
a bigger gift this year,
and Rabbi, I know
you're waiting for a number.
Well, here it is.
I hereby pledge to help
the High Desert Jewish Center
build a synagogue
with a gift of $2 million.
Thank you, Rabbi.
Get down! Get down!
Get down! Get down!
- You all right?
- Alan!
Alan!
Alan? Alan?!
Daddy!
Alan! Alan!
Alan!
Please call for help!
- Daddy!
- A man's been shot.
Come to 51673
High Desert Highway! Now!
- Alan!
- Down!
There's been a sh**ting!
Help!
Wake up!
Wake up, please!
- No.
- Daddy.
Mr. Mayor.
Detective Nestor.
This is Wallace.
Can you tell us
what happened here?
Alan was...
was up there,
and...
b*ll*ts came from
that... that direction.
I handle security.
It was the n*zi.
I called 911 on him twice.
Hundred.
Hundred.
That is a sick joke,
you need
- to get away from us.
- Hindy.
- Get away from us.
- Hindy...
Go, go.
Please, ma'am, let me.
People who stick out
their fingers,
- get them broken.
- Mexican.
Thousand.
His name is Clay Gibbons,
and he drives
a matte green GTI
with n*zi insignia.
- n*zi insignia?
- "88" is a reference
to "Heil Hitler."
I found shell casings outside.
Get me an address
on Gibbons.
I mean, he--
he could be the k*ller.
- "Could be."
- Got an issue, Rabbi?
It's just that he...
he...
he ate the brownie.
Come again?
I offered him a brownie
after services one day,
and then he...
well, he ate it.
And K*llers don't
eat brownies.
I'm not being clear.
Um...
I counsel inmates.
He and I,
we... we had a moment.
- He's a kid, not a...
- Special circumstances one.
- We're on.
- Okay.
Rabbi, in my experience...
most K*llers don't seem
like K*llers.
Until they k*ll.
Let's go get them.
AM Eagle 5.56.
Got security cam footage
from residence
west of the tent.
Right where the witness
said it would be.
Quick! Get me
out of this pwedicament!
Huwwy up,
unwock these cuffs!
All right, Doc,
keep your shirt on.
Take it easy!
Gee, he's an excitable type.
Now, let's see now.
The garage...
the car...
for the front door...
Police, open up!
Open up, police!
Oh, is there a problem?
Whoa!
I didn't say "come in."
- What?
- Clay Gibbons!
What do you want with him?
What?
What?
- Stop!
- I don't see a warrant.
You can't just
come in here to my house.
- and take--
- Dad, I don't know
what-- I didn't--
I don't know what this is.
Get your hands off my son.
Colt AR15.
Caliber...
5.56.
- What is this?
- m*rder, first degree.
- What?
- You have the right to...
Dad! My AR is in my room!
- ...you say can and will...
- Tell him! Tell him!
My son has been
in the house
with me all day.
Mr. Gibbons,
how many grams of cannabis
have you consumed today?
Serial number on AR
is registered
to Clay Henry Gibbons,
- age 19, resides in...
- No, Dad!
You have the right
to an attorney--
My g*n's always
in its case.
- It's always in the case!
- ...be assigned to you.
Just stop that
for a second, okay?
So we can talk about this,
all right?
- 'Cause my son--
- Mr. Gibbons.
Your son's a member
of a white nationalist
hate group.
- What?
- No! No, Dad, Dad!
No. No, stop.
It was a rant room!
Dad, it was
just a rant--
Dad, it was a rant room!
This...
this attack,
this horrific m*rder...
it's personal to me.
Not only was
Alan Rossner my friend...
but his people...
are my people.
When I was a kid,
times were...
times were tough.
And our neighbor,
Mrs. Leibowitz...
she noticed that I was...
missing meals.
She saw me,
she'd always say,
"I made too much food,"
and she would insist
that I ate with them.
She didn't want
to embarrass me.
The only thing
they had too much of...
was kindness.
This crime against
a Jewish community...
will not go unpunished.
Chief.
Thank you, Mr. Mayor.
At 8:14...
- You okay?
- Mm-hm.
Just... short sentences.
Don't rush.
The suspect,
Clay Henry Gibbons,
is now in custody.
Uh...
My friend Alan...
was m*rder*d.
m*rder*d on
the night we celebrated
his remarkable life.
He is...
was...
was... a husband...
a dad, a hero.
There are no words.
But there will be deeds.
Please,
if you're watching this...
do a good deed
in Alan's memory.
Thank you.
It doesn't make sense.
How can m*rder make sense?
No, it doesn't make sense
the kid did it.
Esty googled him
after the first incident.
His mother was k*lled
by a drunk driver
when he was 11.
I mean, sure,
he's troubled, but...
he ate the brownie.
- Brownie?
- What-- uh, no, no.
They're homemade.
What do you want?
- Your music is very loud.
- Yeah.
You're disturbing
everyone here.
That's my
First Amendment right.
True, but the first clause
of the First Amendment
protects freedom of religion.
No, no, no,
no-no-no,
no, your...
religion is a front
for white genocide.
Genocide?
You see that gentleman
over there?
He can tell you
about genocide.
Come, I'll introduce you.
Nah, I don't really
want to hear lies
from a... a victim
of the greatest hoax
in human history.
Not victim.
Survivor.
Come.
Unless you're afraid.
Aren't you a white warrior?
Damn right.
But this car is
your safe space?
I don't need a safe space.
Ahh, so come.
Mr. Gibbons here believes
the Holocaust is a hoax.
I lost everyone.
- Everyone in your family?
- In... my town.
All the Jews
in Chichilnitsky.
I was ten.
The Nazis...
...they ordered
all the Jews
into the synagogue.
My mother pushed me out...
of the window.
I ran through the woods.
I watched the Nazis light
the building on fire.
509 people...
inside.
I heard them scream...
till the b*stards found me
and threw me
in a cattle train.
It was so crowded.
People suffocated.
Dead bodies
before we even got
to Auschwitz.
Then they stripped me,
shaved me.
And a fat n*zi...
...with green fingers
and a mole right here...
numbered me.
1-1-2-6-8-6.
I weighed 79 pounds
when the Russians came.
But...
I survived.
Thank God.
God?
I stopped believing in him
80 years ago.
And yet you never
miss services.
I just come for the brownies.
Clay?
What do you think
of Mr. Fassbinder's story?
I think lots of people
have sad stories.
Sometimes losing
one person...
can feel like
losing a whole town.
If he was
the k*ller,
Sol's story never would have
touched him like it did.
That's why
he never came back.
No, he never came back
because he was
planning the sh**ting.
No, no,
I need to talk to him.
You need to talk
to the m*rder*r?
- Moyshe.
- Yep.
Moyshe?
Look at me.
Look at me.
- Look at me.
- What?
Sometimes...
your anxiety clouds
your judgment.
Right now,
we're all in shock.
Hindy, I'm fine.
Visiting time
concludes in ten minutes...
You? You framed me.
And you came here to gloat
over a fallen white man?
You-- You blood-sucking
piece of...
Clay.
Clay.
Pick up the phone.
Please, pick up the phone.
What?
- Did you k*ll Alan Rosner?
- No, and you know I didn't--
Okay, then if you didn't
k*ll him, who did?
How should I know?
You're a white warrior, right?
Who are your colleagues?
Maybe they--
I don't need
to tell you anything.
Then I can't help you.
Help me? Help me?!
You framed me!
- Why?
- I didn't frame you.
It must have been painful
when your mother died, Clay.
What? What do
you know about--
I know. I know she was
k*lled by a drunk driver.
A Mexican drunk,
with a Jew lawyer!
Whoa, whoa.
- What are you--
- Rabbi.
How the hell
did you get in here?
I'm a certified chaplain.
You're a material witness
in a high-profile
hate crime.
You don't talk to the suspect.
What'd he say, Rabbi?
He said he didn't do it.
How unusual.
Moyshe, be rational.
I-- I am.
No, you're being instinctive.
- Feel is not real.
- You gotta go faster.
- You're losing Tati.
- Levy.
She's keeping
a safe distance, thank you.
I'm gonna hit
15,000 steps.
15,000 times
you cheated.
Moyshe, they found
the item in his car.
An item, Hindy,
they found an item.
But if he didn't do it,
then he...
you understand
what I'm saying?
He's saying the k*ller is
still out here, Mommy.
Alan Rosner
didn't have a soul.
He is a soul.
He had a body.
And now it's on all of us
to be his hands and feet
in this world,
performing deeds
of kindness in his name.
And let us all say amen.
- Thank you.
- Amen.
Thank you.
Thank you so much.
It's wonderful
to have you here.
Come by the synagogue
sometimes.
We'd love to see you there.
Rabbi, I heard
you met the k*ller.
- Look, I--
- Is that the deed
you performed
in Alan's good name?
- Jeff.
- Man of God, my a*s.
- All right?
- You haven't eaten today,
sweetheart,
let's go get some juice.
That's why
I can't stand rabbis.
I know.
Yeah?
Loss is difficult.
What's difficult is pretending
my stepfather was a great guy.
That artwork is impressive.
Thanks.
Alan thought it was crap.
Can I see you for a minute?
Danger's not over, Rabbi.
- I know.
- Gibbons isn't one of a kind.
They're everywhere.
Well, hopefully
not everywhere.
You need a g*n.
Oh, I see.
Every Jew a .22?
.22'S a pea sh**ter.
You stay alive with the .45.
Look, Brenda, I appreciate
what you're saying,
but I'm just not a g*n guy.
Look at your flock, rabbi.
Wolves are after them.
That's why you are here.
Real chutzpah,
coming here.
Who's that?
Sid Barofsky.
He would never set foot
in this house
while Alan was alive.
- You invited him?
- No.
Anyone can come
to a shiva, Devorah.
The bad guy's not
gonna come here, sweetie.
He could come here.
- He's not.
- The bad guy's in jail.
- That's right.
- No, he's not.
Tati said the bad guy is
not the bad guy.
Dini, he's a n*zi.
He's a bad guy,
not the bad guy.
Sweetie,
it's time to go to bed.
- No.
- Please.
I need-- I need you
to come to bed with me.
Yeah...
- Honey...
- Yeah, let me...
okay.
I can't hear you...
Good girl...
Will you lie
with me, Mommy?
Of course, sweetie.
Let's go to bed.
Tati, come here.
- You found something?
- Many things.
Professor Sidney Barofsky
was head of Life Science
and Ecology
at Tortuga Valley College
when he filed a lawsuit
against Alan Rosner
seeking injunctive relief
on behalf of birds dying
in large numbers
at Alan's solar farm.
In response,
Alan investigated Sid's past
and revealed,
while in college,
he was arrested,
expelled, and imprisoned
for participating
in an eco-t*rror1st attack.
Apparently,
he didn't disclose that
to TVC because,
when they found out,
- he lost his professorship.
- And the lawsuit went away.
Maybe the k*ller
wasn't targeting Jews.
Maybe he was targeting Alan.
Morning.
Good morning.
- Dr. Barofsky.
- Yeah.
In light of the tragedy,
I thought perhaps
I could be of use.
Maybe you can.
You might be
feeling apprehensive
and want some counseling.
Can we chat in here?
Not if you want
to be of use.
Here, hold that.
Here, put this on.
Open up that bag.
Okay, so that's raw
quail meat in there, right?
You're gonna feed her now.
Oh, oh, okay.
You're gonna bring it up
in one smooth move.
Don't hesitate.
Go ahead.
Okay.
One smooth move.
Let go.
Blessed is the Lord
who molds such creatures.
With luck,
she'll heal and re-adapt.
Amen.
So you knew Alan.
He was an environmental hero.
Alan Rosner was
an environmental opportunist.
Have you been
to the heliofarm?
Once, a number of years ago.
It's a k*lling field.
Hundreds of birds a year.
Maybe thousands,
actually, just incinerated.
- Is that legal?
- No, it's not.
So, I brought that
to his attention
so he could
suspend operations
and come up with some
kind of moral avian policy.
And I was ignored.
So I filed a motion
to stop the aviacide.
Can you guess
what happened after that?
- No.
- Rich man defense?
It's all offense.
So a bunch
of scorched-earth lawyers
came after me,
attacked me personally.
Cost me my job
and my reputation.
And yet you came
to the shiva.
Liat joined
our birding group
three years ago.
She was the first one
who noticed, actually.
Hawks, warblers,
roadrunners,
all dying by the score.
You and Liat are close?
We're friends.
When did you hear
about the sh**ting?
The next morning.
You didn't hear
about it that night?
- It was all over the news.
- I was at
the Southern California
Writers Conference.
Meet anyone interesting?
Are you questioning
my alibi?
I'm trying to understand
what happened.
Isn't the k*ller in custody?
A suspect is in custody.
Well, if you're looking
for people who had
a reason to k*ll Alan...
you won't have much trouble.
Thank you all
for holding me up.
I can't even...
my father was k*lled
by a t*rror1st,
and now my stepdad, too.
Why?!
If I didn't have you guys
in my corner...
What were you thinking?
You mean just now?
When you counseled the animal
who k*lled my husband?
I didn't counsel him.
- I was just...
- Yes, what?
What if he's innocent?
Innocent?
Thank you guys
for the endless support.
When your enemy tells you
that he wants you dead,
believe him.
Rabbi Danny.
It's Moyshe Zaltzman.
Oy, Moyshe.
Heard about the sh**ting.
How is the family?
Safe, thank God.
Danny, do you know
Liat Rosner?
She was Liat Mizrahi
when she left Israel.
Liat Miz-- is that
the victim's widow?
For the second time.
Her first husband
was Omri Mizrahi,
was k*lled in a terror attack.
Yeah-yeah,
I do remember the name.
Do me a favor, Danny.
Can you find out
what happened?
There's nothing online.
I can ask around,
but Moyshele,
are you okay?
Hello?
Rabbi, you need
to come immediately.
6706 Howitzer Canyon.
The question is, are you gonna
be a sheep or a shepherd?
I told you, Brenda,
this is a tool
- of your trade, not mine--
- Rabbi, you want to save
your flock from sin,
you need a Bible.
You want to save them
from K*llers, you need a g*n.
Assume every firearm
is loaded.
Don't point it at anything
you're not willing to destroy.
Finger off
the trigger at all times
until your sights
are on target,
and you've made
the decision to sh**t.
Fire at will.
You're anticipating the bang.
Let it surprise you.
Ugh, I'm so bad at this.
Let it surprise you.
- Just add pressure.
- Okay.
Slow is smooth,
smooth is fast.
Reload.
Tactical reload.
Keep that trigger pressed.
Feel that wall
and just squeeze.
And pull it.
Okay, and then
just let it out,
- to the click.
- Yeah.
We missed you
at Liat's house this morning.
That stuff's
not for me, rabbi.
It takes ten to say
the mourner's prayer for Alan.
It's not easy
after the first day.
I am thoroughly grounded
in the rational world.
Well, rational people
- mourn, too.
- Mm.
Maybe you should go,
mi amor.
Religion is a con job.
I can see
you're a man who likes
to think things through
for himself.
Jeff, you knew Alan
longer than anyone.
Did he have enemies?
Alan? Enemies?
That's never gonna happen.
Already happened.
You wasted the cash reserves,
the vendor relationships,
customer goodwill,
and Dad's whole business.
The shops are fine.
Luckie Lube is
going bankrupt, Jeff.
You're bankrupt.
You can't even
hang on to this place.
How long's it gonna be?
Your only way out is
to sell this land,
and I'm the only one buying.
It's worth more
than $500 an acre.
You act like
you have an option.
You don't control me, Alan.
I do, because
when you controlled you,
- you blew it!
- You piece of--
Alan always had
to be in charge.
Some people took offense.
- Some people?
- Try anyone he worked with.
Rabbi, you might be
wondering about my pledge,
towards your new building.
Oh, no, no, I wasn't.
Main donors are
me and Alan, right?
Well, building a synagogue,
that was Alan's thing.
I see.
Well, a mourner is
always advised
to avoid making big decisions
during the week of grief.
Huh.
Okay, rabbi.
We power
over 100,000 homes,
with no carbon emission.
And by capturing sunlight
in a superheated liquid,
we keep them
running at night.
Amazing what you and Alan
have accomplished.
Well, this is
Rosner Energy, rabbi.
I may have lit the candle,
but my God,
look at what that man built.
Alan was a bulldog.
Perhaps that's
why he had enemies.
Sid Barofsky filed a lawsuit
to save the birds.
- Go on.
- And then it came out
that he committed a crime
during a protest.
He bombed a federal vehicle.
He lost his career
because of Alan.
He owns two r*fles.
And he wasn't at the gala.
Taking local control
of Road 278.
278, check.
These mirrors,
they move all day long
on auto control.
Alan, he'd love doing this.
Alan and Jeff's father,
he bought this land
with Luckie Lube money,
74 locations
throughout the valley.
And when he died,
he gave each son
half of the acres
and half of the stores.
Alan sold his stores,
and he built Rosner Energy.
Jeff, he just sucked cash
until the stores ran dry.
So Alan pressed him
for his acres.
Your only way out is
to sell this land.
And I'm the only one
buying it.
You piece of--
They were about to sign
a purchase agreement
when suddenly the...
the b*llet train
from San Francisco to LA,
the one they'd been working
on for 30 years...
- Mm-hmm.
- They ran into
another problem.
An environmental
impact report
said that
the trains' route
would endanger
the lesser beak-nosed mole.
And so a 30-mile stretch
of high-speed track
had to be rerouted,
right through Jeff's acres.
Ahh.
So the state seized the land.
They agreed
to purchase it
for fair market value,
which, of course...
shot up because
of Jeff's land lying
next to the thermal
solar energy facility.
Jeff made a lot of money.
Well, the state will be
paying that one off
for a while, but yes,
Jeff certainly is
a wealthy man.
Wow... must have felt
like a miracle.
Does it take
a miracle to produce
an environmental
impact report?
Uh-huh...
so Alan was suspicious.
He asked me
to look into it.
And I told him what I'd found.
Then he was k*lled.
Tibor, what did you find?
Rabbi, you have kids.
You have many kids.
Why you want
to play detective?
Because no one else is.
Hillel said,
in a place
where there is no man,
be the man.
Rabbi, I suspect...
Aaah!
Yeah, go get 'em.
r*fle with scope,
face covered,
no identifying marks.
Alan and Tibor were k*lled
by the same person.
- Rabbi.
- And that person is not
Clay Henry Gibbons,
because guess what, guys?
- He's in jail.
- Rabbi, we've got
16 white supremacist groups
active here,
that we know of.
Could also be
a copycat, Rabbi.
These things come in waves.
Aah-aah-aah,
this is it.
"Proposed route will
catastrophically impact
habitat of
the lesser beak-nosed mole.
Environmental impact report
for the California
High Speed Rail Authority,
submitted by
Dr. Sidney Barofsky, Ph.D."
The man Alan ruined.
This is the link.
It's not about Jew hatred.
It's about money.
Two Jews got shot in the head.
That's not anti-Semitic?
Is it conceivable to you
that you could be wrong?
Chief?
The rabbi was the last person
to see Mr. Farkas alive.
He got shot at.
He also has
a viable theory.
I suggest you look into it.
Thank you, Mayor.
We'll put a man on him.
No, you do it.
We're all working overtime
until this thing is solved.
Am I clear?
Good, now get the rabbi
some new shoes.
I'm gonna hit the mic first,
do the whole
tip line thing
and then...
rabbi, it's all you.
Oh, I thought
the mayor did this.
Our tip line is open 24/7.
Thank you.
The shortest poem
in the English language
was written
by Muhammad Ali.
"Me...
We."
These murders didn't just
happen to some people on TV.
They happened to us.
All of us.
We lost two husbands.
We lost two fathers.
And their k*ller is
still out there,
walking around among us.
If you saw something,
if you heard something...
do not stand idly by
beside the blood
of your brother.
Make the call.
sh**ter ready?
Yeah, I'm just gonna--
Oh, Mr. Mass m*rder*r.
Hold on a sec
while I rearrange my coat.
The coat snags
on the holster, so...
That's why we're here.
sh**ter ready?
Yep.
3.29 seconds.
And the headshot went wide.
You missed the k*ll switch.
He's still coming at you.
Sight picture
or trigger press.
- I think it was the same--
- Never lose sight
of your weapon.
Back to count one.
Finger off the trigger.
r*fle sh**ter, ready!
Two pop. That's two rounds
on steel, or you fail.
Okay.
Fail, but better.
Both shooters,
reload for malfunction drill.
Okay.
Good.
Range is now cold.
Rabbi Mo,
Mrs. Z.
You can do this.
Yeah, I'm not so sure
about that.
Are you afraid that
you won't pull the trigger
if you have to?
Yeah...
and that I will.
Moyshe, my sister has
plenty of room.
We can just stay with her
until the police say
that it's safe.
No, I can't.
I can't leave the community.
You can Zoom with
the community, Moyshe.
You were the target
yesterday, not them.
Everyone in High Desert
is a target.
May God...
and your GL*CK protect you.
Rabbi Danny, how are you?
So I learned a bit
about Liat Mizrahi.
- Mm-hm.
- She comes
from a Syrian Jewish family,
speaks fluent Arabic,
was recruited
by Omri Mizrahi
into a counter-terrorism unit.
Very, very intense work.
Eventually,
they fell in love.
She became pregnant.
They got married.
Liat retired from the unit
to raise the children
while he kept working.
Omri recruited another
young woman for Liat's job.
They worked those
intense missions together,
day and night,
if you know what I mean.
Mm-hm.
His last mission
was to deliver the young lady
to a rendezvous.
They never made it.
The unit was compromised.
Officers and families
went into hiding.
Liat left Israel,
but whoever k*lled
her husband
and his mistress was
never caught.
My God.
You think it could be Liat?
Officially,
Liat Mizrahi...
is a hero
of the Jewish people.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Koby...
the night of the gala,
you left the tent
during the tribute video.
Yeah, I had to vape.
Anyone out there with you?
Not till the cops came.
They drove in all lit up,
and I was like,
"What's going on?"
And they said,
"Hate crime."
So, no one else came in
or out before the--
Rabbi.
I heard you were here.
How are you holding up,
Mrs. Rosner?
Let's speak privately, please.
Sure.
Thank you.
What do the police think?
It can't be the same man
who k*lled Alan.
The police think
it's another neo-n*zi.
And you?
Tibor was telling me
about a land deal
when he got shot.
A land deal involving Jeff.
Jeff...
Jeff is a nothing.
Alan tried
to lift him up for years.
Some things are not possible.
Mm-hmm.
The environmental
impact report
that made Jeff rich
was written
by Sid Barofsky.
Sid had reason to hate Alan.
Yes, he did.
And yet he's close to you.
I told Sid the birds
were dying at the heliofarm.
He pressured Alan,
and Alan unleashed Tibor,
and Tibor dug up
his jail records,
even though they were sealed.
For eco-terrorism.
Sid said
it was college activism.
I tried to stop Alan.
He destroyed Sid.
And then Alan was m*rder*d.
Alan and Tibor.
Rabbi...
I care about Sid.
But he frightens me.
Oh, God.
Lower your weapon, now.
If I was the k*ller, it'd be
too late for praying, Rabbi.
The kid's been in jail
for four days.
This is the second m*rder
he couldn't have committed.
The murders are connected
to land fraud.
Rabbi...
we are investigating
the land deal.
We are also investigating
every white nationalist
in the high desert.
What we don't need is
amateur detectives
bumbling around
a m*rder scene,
contaminating evidence...
Getting themselves k*lled.
Rabbi, you got
a bunch of kids.
You don't know
what the hell you're doing.
Go home.
Pick up your firearms
down at the station
after we clear the case.
Don't let him pass out.
You know,
Clay only got one.
Weak!
You go huntin',
you can whack a dozen of 'em.
You're gonna
paint the curb, rabbit.
Wait, wait, wait.
Turn him over.
I want to show him something
while he still has a face.
No, you don't.
- No!
- Aaah!
Me, a detective?
I got everything wrong.
You weren't wrong.
Clay Gibbons didn't k*ll
Tibor or Sid.
Alan's dead,
Tibor's dead,
Sid's dead,
and the only one left is...
Is Jeff.
- Jeff k*lled his own brother?
- It's possible.
Jeff Rosner hired skinheads
to as*ault Rabbi Mo?
- Doesn't track.
- No, they didn't sh**t me.
They had a different M.O.
I mean, I don't know,
maybe those guys
just hopped
on the hate wagon.
"Hopped" is right
after you shot him in the toe.
You guys think this is funny?
Tati's done enough.
- Let the police solve it.
- No.
No.
Your father didn't just go out
looking for conspiracies.
He thought that
they arrested the wrong man
and that we were
still in danger.
And he was right.
No, all the things
that you are saying...
are true,
but they can't all be right.
I don't know
what to believe.
But I believe
in you, Moyshe.
Hm.
Try it.
You don't look so good.
I was attacked.
- Yeah?
- By your friends.
Huh?
Your pals jumped me, Clay.
I don't know
what you're talking about.
They know you,
the Doc Marten boots,
platinum hair,
the big bald guy,
the n*zi tattoos!
From-- from Yucaipa?
Kelsey and Mitch?
That's--
That's who attacked you?
So you do know them.
No! I-- I met him online.
And I drove out there
one time.
I mean, they...
Look, they--
they saw these, okay?
And they...
and they laughed at me.
And they wouldn't let it go.
They're not my friends.
Clay, have you ever talked
to anyone about that?
Why do you do it?
So I know I'm alive.
My father died
when he was only 42.
I'm 43.
He was a rabbi, too.
He opened up
a Jewish center in Iowa,
but he moved out of
the living room in one year
and out of
the strip mall in three.
I'm here ten years,
and we'll probably be
in the storefront
for another ten.
I can't tell
a funny anecdote.
I freeze up when it counts.
I'm not growing wiser.
I don't know
what I'm doing here.
I... I thought
you were a man of faith.
God, I believe in.
Me?
Not so much.
So what?
God made a mistake?
- No, no...
- He made you wrong?
He left out something
you were supposed to have?
Because...
you're the only one
who thinks I'm innocent.
You know? So...
if God made you wrong...
I'm never getting
out of here.
And I...
I can't survive in here.
No... No, Clay...
God doesn't make...
mistakes.
If he sent me...
it's 'cause I can do it.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
Well, that's great to hear.
What are you gonna do first?
A rabbi could've said that.
Are you gonna find who did it
and get me out of here?
Yes, I am.
A detective could
have said that.
Okay.
You connected with
the white warriors online.
They were keyboard warriors.
You know?
It was just talk.
And I deleted my account
after I got questioned
for hassling you guys.
- Who questioned you?
- Cops.
The same ones
who arrested me.
One sec.
Everything okay?
Soon as Alan found the report,
he used it against me.
He knew it was phony.
He knew
Sid Barofsky wrote it.
Your brother threatened you?
He blackmailed me.
He wanted money,
but not for himself.
Your pledge
to our synagogue.
He said it was
my atonement opportunity.
I mean, who blackmails
a person into giving charity?
Your brother...
he loved you
very, very much, Jeff.
I know.
Jeff.
Do you know who k*lled him?
- You got anything stronger?
- Yeah.
I don't know
who pulled the trigger,
but I believe
that my partner in the deal
found out
I was being blackmailed
and felt threatened.
Sid knew who it was.
Tibor figured it out,
and they're both dead.
I'm next.
Soon as the state figures out
the lesser beak-nosed mole...
is safe from
the b*llet train...
my land is worthless.
This won't cover
what I pledged.
Not even close.
But I signed the acres over
to the High Desert
Jewish Center.
It's not much
of an atonement,
but it's all I got.
Thank you.
Jeff...
who is your partner?
Rabbi,
you can't know.
For the sake of your kids,
you can't know.
Rabbi, Mrs. Zaltzman...
and the man of the hour,
Jeff Rosner.
Uh, what's happening,
detectives?
I was just following up
on your lead, rabbi.
Taking a closer look at...
Mr. Rosner's land deal
with the state.
The night of the gala,
you left the tent
during the tribute video.
Anyone out there with you?
Not till the cops came.
They drove in all lit up.
I was like,
"What's going on?"
Hate crime.
I told him what I found,
then he was k*lled.
Tibor, what did you find?
Most K*llers don't seem
like K*llers...
until they k*ll.
- Who questioned you?
- Cops.
The same ones
who arrested me.
I was like,
"What's going on?"
Hate crime.
How did they know
it was a hate crime
before they entered
the tent?
Rabbi Mo,
how are you feeling?
It's the cops.
High Desert detectives
Nestor and Wallace.
They're the K*llers.
Wait, what are you
talking about?
The murders are
all linked to a land deal.
Alan found out about it
and got k*lled.
Everyone with knowledge
of it got k*lled.
But it was Nestor and Wallace
who knew Clay Gibbons
had been harassing
my congregation.
They k*lled Tibor and Sid
to cover their tracks.
If... If that's true...
do you have evidence?
They just arrested Jeff.
Like Tibor and Sid,
he knows too much.
They're gonna k*ll him.
That'll be your evidence.
But we can't wait for that.
How do you know
they arrested Jeff?
They did it in my house!
Mayor, please, do something!
But don't call HDPD.
I don't know
how many of them are dirty.
Okay. No, no, no, no.
That's a good idea.
I'll-- I'll call
the LA sheriff.
Thank you, Mayor.
We're awaiting
a press conference
at High Desert City Hall,
where Chief Damon Russell
is set to announce
a shocking development
in the string
of anti-Semitic murders
that have gripped the nation.
Hey, pal,
you listening to this?
We all are.
Well, Jeff's here,
so at least he's not dead.
Thank God.
Earlier this evening,
Rabbi Moses Zaltzman
made a serious accusation
against members of HDPD.
The officers he named
are the lead detectives
in the recent murders
of three prominent
individuals
here in High Desert.
It now appears Zaltzman
made those statements
- in order to obstruct...
- What?
...the detective's
investigation.
- Moyshe...
- No-no-no.
Thankfully, he failed.
Detective Nestor.
We have determined
that Alan Rosner was
not m*rder*d by Clay Gibbons.
Alan Rosner's brother Jeff
will now make a statement.
My brother Alan was k*lled
at a gala to benefit
Mo Zaltzman's synagogue.
The principal donors
to the building fund
were Alan and myself.
Alan became suspicious
that it was
a scam to bilk us
out of two million dollars.
He confronted
Rabbi Zaltzman...
and he was then m*rder*d.
Mayor Kirk,
you're not buying
any of this, are you?
Mayor--
Now,
it appears that Mr. Barofsky
was intended to be framed
for the second m*rder,
much in the same way
Mr. Gibbons was framed
for the first m*rder.
We can now link
all three homicides
to the fraud
perpetrated by Zaltzman.
What?
Thank you, Detective.
Thank you very much.
Thank you.
To my fellow citizens
of High Desert...
and for those of you who are
watching around the world,
I gotta tell you,
I just feel...
stunned, betrayed,
that a man of the cloth,
my friend,
could perpetrate such deeds.
But I will not have this
impugn the honor
of the dedicated officers,
many who happen to be
my fellow veterans
of the United States
Armed Forces.
Zaltzman's
obscene accusations
against these men
will not stand,
and I will share with you
all the evidence
and facts
as soon as we have them.
Thank you very much.
That is all.
They lied about Tati.
- I knew it was Jeff.
- Just like Cain and Abel.
Jeff was pulling
the strings.
- No.
- They k*lled three people.
If Jeff was
pulling the strings,
why would he sign over
the land?
- Moyshe.
- Unless...
Mo...
Mo-- Mo!
They're coming to k*ll you.
Take the kids
to your sister now!
Someone's coming
to k*ll Tati.
No, no, no, no,
no, no, sweetie.
God will never let
that happen.
I won't let that happen.
Get up. I want you
to grab your stuff.
Hurry, move.
Did you tell Mayor Kirk
Alan was blackmailing Jeff?
You did.
But you didn't think
it would get Alan k*lled.
- What do you want from me?
- Details.
To our silent partner.
Don't ever call me that.
Uh, sure.
In fact...
don't ever call me.
Okay.
But we can raise a glass
to the lesser beak-nosed mole.
To the lesser beak-nosed mole.
When I met Donovan Kirk,
I was the hostess at Lawry's.
He needed
an unofficial partner
to own a property
the city was buying.
I made $50k
for signing my name.
So when he came to us
for this, it sounded great.
Jeff signs his name,
we make a fortune.
And then things
got out of control.
The dirty cops were
Donovan's army unit overseas.
He made millions
diverting oil trucks.
Anyone who got
in their way disappeared.
That's how they operate.
You can't fight them, Rabbi.
You can only run.
It's the rabbi.
Hey, I'm gonna grab my--
- Moyshe.
- Why are you still here?
I told you,
take the kids to your sister.
I already did,
but he won't go.
Dad, there's only
you and Brenda.
You have to let me stay.
No, Levy. Only adults.
My bar mitzvah
meant nothing?
You guard
your brothers, son.
I'll guard Rabbi Mo.
- But--
- Now!
Take it.
I love you.
Come on, let's...
You come in,
I'll splash your brains
all over
the rabbi's front porch!
Rabbi,
we're here to help.
Open it.
- What?
- Open the door.
He wouldn't even let me
take him home first.
Made me bring these
down to the county jail
so we could
come straight here.
You realize
we're in terrible danger?
Yeah.
We stand with you, Rabbi.
Come on.
Take care of your mother.
Minimum five people coming.
Military background,
latest gear--
- It's Liat.
- So, open it.
Oh, thank God.
- You're leaving with Levy?
- Yes.
Go. I'll take care
of the rabbi.
- I'm staying.
- No-no-no.
We've been through this.
You're not staying.
You can handle this?
- Absolutely not!
- Take it.
No. No, I am not
all right with this.
If he can stay,
I can stay.
Then I'm staying too!
- No, ma'am.
- Yes, I am.
No. You have five kids,
and your community needs you.
Let's go.
You listen to your father.
- I love you.
- Love you.
Hey, no one opens this door
unless I say so.
Hey, look at the captain.
He's got
his game face on.
Just like old times.
What is that?
My dad's great-great
grandfather wrote it.
Uh, six greats.
I'm named after him.
If you sing it,
when you're in trouble...
he fights for you up there.
Yeah?
All right, listen up.
You take the back,
we'll take the side.
Either team fails,
we spent 14 years
in this sand trap
for nothing.
Boat drinks and sunsets.
Boat drinks
and sunsets.
Let's go.
I don't think they--
Taking control
of breaching charges.
Detonating.
Three, two, one...
We are watching live video
from Rabbi Zaltzman's house,
There's a camera
in the living room
carrying a live media feed.
Looks like Mayor Donovan Kirk
in tactical gear--
- Where are they?
- They gotta be close.
Pulling up
infrared satellite.
We have a heavy response
coming from HTPD
and LA Sheriff.
You got four minutes
before they're on the scene.
Four minutes.
Infra-red online.
You got two south
of the house about 25 yards,
and two in the desert,
about 50 yards due west.
All right,
you two take south.
We'll take the desert. Go.
Copy that.
It's gonna be okay,
it's gonna be okay.
Stay with me.
I got you.
You're not going to die.
I got you. Hold on.
I can't see anything.
We got to help.
Uh-uh, she finds out
we snuck in,
she will freak.
Nice job, brother.
Unzip me.
k*ll them both.
- Who shot him?
- I don't know. Tie him up.
I'm going after the mayor.
You little punk...
Tati!
Mami!
- Yossy?
- Mami!
- Yossy!
- Mami!
- Hindy, where--
- He's got Yossy!
He's got Yo--
No!
What are you doing here?
- Sorry, Mom.
- What is it?
Who's that? Who's that?
Speaker.
You tell the cops
I ran into the desert.
Once I'm clear, I'll drop
the kid at a gas station.
Any other outcome,
he doesn't make it.
Tati! We can track
his Fitbit on your phone.
Wait, how-- how--
how do I do that?
- Give-- Give me.
- Okay, the van.
Get in the van.
Get in the van.
- You got the key?
- Let's go.
Yeah, I have the key. Go!
Let's go,
let's go, let's go.
Okay, it's saying
it's going south
on the-- on the 58th.
Mexico.
This is Alice 2-6-1-4,
going through
the looking glass.
Party of one,
20 minutes out.
Come on...
Mom!
Thank God you're okay.
We didn't know.
You're a badass, mom.
Meh, I was rusty.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
- How far away are they now?
- Um, it says we're--
we're three miles
behind them.
Boat drinks
and sunsets, come on.
You can do this.
Boat drinks and sunsets.
All right,
I'm two minutes out.
Get ready
to open the door.
There they are.
Alice 2614,
prepaid platinum plan
to Mexico.
Here's your.45.
You, stay in the car.
- Yes, Mami.
- Don't move.
So you got a mag here,
and you got
two more in the pouch.
Passport's clean.
$10k cash.
Keys to a gray Hyundai SUV.
Sonora tags.
You'll find it
at the end of the tunnel.
Step away
from the door, son.
I said step away
from the door.
No!
Ah!
Drop the g*n, Mo.
I said drop it.
"Alan's people are
my people."
Isn't that
what you said? Huh?
And your old friend,
Mrs. Leibowitz.
Would you sh**t her, too?
If she was standing
between me and Mexico?
In a heartbeat.
Drop it, Mo.
Drop it, Mo!
Drop it!
Stop it.
Stop that.
Stop singing!
Stop!
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
Come on, come on.
Oh, oh...
Oh, thank God.
I did not want
to do that newscast, Rabbi.
They made me lie about you.
They said
they'd k*ll Paulina.
I know, Jeff.
Thank God I transferred
that land to you.
Thank God.
And the leopard tortoise.
I don't understand.
Kirk and I tried to rip off
the State of California.
When we got caught,
the b*llet train
should've gone back
to its original route.
But once a year,
the male leopard tortoises
cross High Desert
to reach the females.
If they can't cross...
No more leopard tortoises?
Rabbi, it's a miracle.
The state still needs
its new route
across those acres.
The acres you donated
to the High Desert
Jewish Center.
Bingo.
Thank you, Jeff.
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