01x09 - Silence Is Purgatory

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- Previously on "Clarice"...

- Catherine?

How are you out there in the world?

We're different people.

- [Receiver slams]

- [Gasps]

Ma'am, I think we should go get her.

I'm afraid Catherine's gonna go do something rash.

If she could make it past the elevator, I'd be worried.

CLARICE: Angela Bird, Tess Laughty, Sandra Bishop.

They were not random victims of a serial k*ller.

Those women were whistleblowers.

Karolina Savich was here on a student visa sponsored by Global Health Horizons.

It's a charity run by a Tyson Conway.

He's her emergency contact.

I brought Karolina Savich over here.

We can always try to help people, but we never really get the final say.

KRENDLER: DNA says you were right.

Hudlin was the man you saw at Woodhaven the night Marilyn Felker k*lled herself.

Pull your team off what went down on the Anacostia River, the three dead women.

[Wheels squeaking]

KRENDLER: Three dead whistleblowers.

Now another dead woman.

All with connections to Joe Hudlin.

What's Hudlin connect them to?

Well, we might know.

We dug into Tyson Conway.

His not-for-profit?

Guess who his major donor is.

Conway's dad.

Founder and CEO of Alastor Pharmaceuticals.

The makers of Reprisol.

The drug Karolina Savich took.

CLARKE: I found an Alastor drug rep I can leverage.

She's got a green-card boyfriend dodging a drug charge.

Really?

You're leaning on his immigration status?

Hey, working a C.I. is an art.

They don't teach it at Quantico.

It's all in finding their thumbscrews.

♪♪ Starling.

Work Conway.

See if he'll give us access to his dad's company.

I'll keep working Hudlin...

or letting him think he's working me.

See if I can suss out his connection to Karolina.

You two, map the case.

Everything we've learned since we waded into the river.

Walk the path, see what we missed the first time.

- Sir.

- Yep.

Seriously.

Find some leverage on Conway.

There comes a point when staying silent costs more than telling the truth.

CLARKE: Mm-hmm.

♪♪ [Sighs]

[Phone ringing]

CATHERINE: Bea?

Bea!

[Ringing continues]

- Bea, are you gonna get the phone?!

- [Beep, click]

MAN: Hi.

This is a message for Catherine.

It's Ned.

It's been a long...

Sorry.

It's been so long.

I was wondering how you are.

Anyway, maybe you want to grab a cup of coffee or something.

- [Beep]

- Ned?

Hi.

It's me.

TY: No, Ledja's already been in the States a year.

She's been staffed at a hospital.

She wants her children to join her now.

Your failure to grant approval is the issue.

No, you may not call me back.

I'm staying on this phone all week.

- Can you help me stay on this phone?

- ASSISTANT: All week.

Got it.

Sorry.

Um, INS.

Can I get you a coffee or...?

No, I'm fine.

Thank you.

I just wanted to ask a few more questions about Karolina.

S-Sure.

Did you know the baby Karolina was carrying had birth defects?

That's too bad.

She must have been so afraid.

She was taking a drug her doctor prescribed her called Reprisol.

- It's an anti...

- I know what Reprisol is.

My dad is Nils Hagen.

His company makes it.

Do you know a man named Joe Hudlin?

Yeah, he works for my father.

Well, I was hoping that you could give us some insight into your father's company...

and your father and maybe what Hudlin does for him.

Look, you're overestimating the amount of insight I have into my father's business.

Oh?

We didn't meet till I was .

[Chuckles]

I was, as they say...

an oversight.

Is that what they call it?

Growing up, it was just me and my mom.

I didn't even know who my dad was.

Anytime I asked her, she would just say, "Me, Tyson.

I'm your dad. And your mom." Why?

Why did she keep it from you?

I don't know.

I had what I needed.

We were dirt poor, but I had what I needed.

Still, you wonder.

♪♪ Was I...

Cast off?

Doing the work I do, I-I-I've learned to steer clear of, uh, self-pity, but, yeah.

Anyway, when I was, uh, , my mother got sick.

A lung infection, then sepsis, and then she d*ed.

Suddenly.

I was the only family she had.

And then, suddenly, he appeared.

How?

How did he find you?

He's a powerful man.

He...

He...

He kept looking for me until he found me.

♪♪ There he was.

I had nobody, and then...

You had a father.

And you don't want to mess that up.

I'm sorry.

You're easy to talk to.

Must make you good at your job.

But, honestly, I just don't think I can help you.

♪♪ I wish I could.

♪♪ Agent Carter was refused a routine transfer when his dad was dying of cancer.

That's acts of discrimination against Black agents.

How many complaints does this lawyer want to see before he'll take our case?

And is it bad I've never heard of him?

George Castillo.

Used to be an agent at the Bu.

He's not big, but he's our guy.

You'll see.

We're meeting at : .

- At : ?

- Mm.

I have to be on duty.

Oh, Evans...

someone left a brochure for life insurance on his desk...

for accidental death.

- Clear thr*at of bodily harm.

- Mm-hmm.

Carlisle... his fellow agents pasted a cut-out of a chimp over his son's photo.

His -year-old.

I would've walked out right then.

[Papers thud]

If you ever have kids, how long are you gonna let them be kids before you give them the truth about this country?

♪♪ Carlisle needed his salary, his pension.

They knew it.

They don't want us to run.

They want us to suffer.

Mm-hmm.

♪♪ This is enough, right?

For the lawyer?

I feel invigorated because we have so many that I want to scream.

'Cause we have so many.

Get someone to cover you at : .

[Sighs]

I'll fake a hernia or something.

Can I watch?

That sounds funny.

[Chuckles]

[Chuckling]

♪ The itsy bitsy spider climbed up the water spout ♪

♪ Down came the rain and washed the spider out ♪

- ♪ Out came the sun and dried up all the rain ♪

- Catherine?

- ♪ And the itsy bitsy spider ♪

- Catherine.

Nugget.

[Distorted conversations]

[Horn honking]

[Echoing]

Nugget, what're you doing out here?

[Horn honks in distance]

[Sobbing]

Bea, I thought I could leave the house to meet Ned.

I thought I'd make it.

[Sobbing]

♪♪ ♪ There's power in the blood ♪

♪♪ ♪ In the precious blood of the Lamb ♪

CLARICE: Angela Bird, Tess Laughty, and Sandra Bishop were interviewed by Rebecca Clark-Sherman...

and then m*rder*d by a hired k*ller.

ESQUIVEL: Karl Wellig, who was then offed in our own house by two more posing as a lawyer and a fake cop.

Is there any movement on ID'ing these guys?

Off a fake name and two sketches?

No.

We've run them past every agency in the area, and nothing.

Okay, so, they led us to the lead physician of the victims' clinical trials, Marilyn Felker.

Ah.

Who kills herself because she's being framed for her involvement with the whistleblowers' deaths.

Most likely by...

Joe Hudlin.

Ah.

With Hudlin and Meriwether.

Alastor Pharmaceuticals' fixer-lawyer.

Joe Hudlin.

[Breathes sharply]

Hmm.

[Pager buzzes, beeps]

Oh, sh**t.

I have to cancel something.

Is it your, uh, medical examiner?

You see, I never should have told you.

- [Laughs]

- I knew it.

Nope.

I mean, I'm just saying.

Two years?

Where I come from, that is married.

♪♪ Mm.

♪♪

- I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to...

- It's fine.

- That...

- It's fine.

- Okay.

- [Clears throat]

I'm sorry.

I...

Look.

I'll talk about it.

I just...

I just don't want to hear about it.

Yeah.

Okay.

♪♪ CLARKE: Ah, you must be doing all right, from the look of that Mercedes you pulled up in.

Or is that pharma money?

NAOMI: It's called a stocking bonus.

Alastor hired me to encourage doctors to prescribe their dr*gs.

We get triple our commission if a clinic exceeds their quota.

Tell me what that comes out to.

♪♪ Whoa!

You get that bonus...

- on every drug?

- [Chuckles]

No, no.

Just one.

Reprisol.

It's in stage trials, so they can't advertise yet, but we can get doctors to prescribe it.

The stuff does everything...

muscle relaxant, anti-anxiety, anti-migraine, anti-inflammatory.

It sells itself.

I'm making bank.

Hmm.

I'm gonna need some samples of Reprisol.

[Laughs]

Who's this woman who signs your check?

♪♪ Julia Lawson?

How do I contact her?

Look.

Maybe this is a bad idea.

No, no, no.

[Chuckles]

It's not.

This is my career, you know?

I shouldn't mess with it.

I think I'm done.

No, Naomi.

You're not done.

Unless you want your boyfriend on the next boat back to Australia, you're done when I say you're done.

[Sighs]

I know.

It's no fun for me, either.

CATHERINE: I thought...

I could do it.

You'll get there, Nugget.

You've already taken the first step.

That's huge.

- Ned called.

- Did he, now?

I can call him back.

Maybe we can try again.

Tonight.

[Sniffles]

Maybe just let Ned be.

We had been talking about marriage when...

He abandoned you.

[Sniffles]

You said you'd help me.

Will you take me?

Please?

Let's talk to your mum.

Please.

Don't tell Mom.

She'll...

[Sighs]

She'll ruin it.

Somehow, hearing his voice, it felt like... normal again.

It felt like...

before.

- [Sighs]

- Please.

I just want to feel normal again.

[Sniffles]

You led the Hispanic agents discrimination complaint when you were at the Bureau.

- That was a massive win.

- It was.

What you didn't hear is that after the suit, the harassment, the situation became unbearable.

Within a year, most of us left.

The Bureau that we loved... that we fought for...

it wasn't there anymore.

Not for us.

[Indistinct conversations]

- So you regret it?

- Yes.

I wanted to retire there.

But would I do it again?

Yes.

'Cause it was the right fight.

Now, what's

your

stake?

I lost a promotion to a clueless, feckless hack of a white man.

The hell you say?

You know the Cody Phelps case?

- Sure.

The serial guy.

- Mm-hmm.

I thought Clarice Starling did the...

With Ardelia.

Without Ardelia, it'd still be a cold case.

- Is that true?

- Well, yes.

Starling and I investigated.

We took him down together.

He was in my

cuffs.

My DNA research found the guy.

Then I got put back on cold-case duty.

My work secured the funding to continue the DNA research, but they put a white male colleague in charge of me, and I have to train him, because he knows... nothing.

♪♪ I know it's tricky to quantify.

No, actually.

That's the case.

The feckless hack is the case?

No, no, no.

Starling is.

She's the FBI's poster girl.

She's tabloid red meat.

If she's in the story, people will pick up the paper.

By comparing you two, we hit the FBI where people see them.

♪♪ Okay.

If you'll step up... if you make Clarice Starling your lead complaint...

I'll take your case.

And I'll win it.

♪♪ CLARKE: Where's the boss?

Meeting with Hudlin.

I just saw my drug rep, who bought a Benz with the ridiculous bonuses she gets from pushing Reprisol.

Hmm.

Well, if it's the same drug from the original trial, they would have known it caused birth defects.

Her paycheck has the name of someone from accounting and sales and distribution...

Julia Lawson.

Follow the money.

Go on.

Go detect.

Julia Lawson.

Go find her.

Go.

HUDLIN: Mandy will receive this today.

You filed for an ex parte order?

Well, even if the judge doesn't grant it, it's gonna help us.

Mandy is not an "imminent danger" to our kids.

She would never hurt them.

Hey, I promised I would get you custody.

[Sighs]

This is gonna k*ll her.

[Paper settles on desk]

She's already dead.

It helps if you think of it like that.

The woman you love is gone, and she's been replaced by a ruthless, hateful bitch who wants to take your children.

Can you see that?

I'm constantly surprised at what I can do lately.

Hmm.

You know anything about this woman?

Karolina Savich.

♪♪ I thought we had an understanding, Paul.

This crossed my desk, and your name was in connection with her.

Now, I'm trying to be a team player here, but...

that came to me from an Assistant U.S. Attorney.

♪♪ I do pro bono immigration work for a non-profit.

That's why my name was there.

Why is the DOJ looking at her?

How did she die?

I was gonna ask

you

that.

Maybe you should just do what's asked of you.

♪♪ Make it go away.

[Chuckles]

I know.

Look.

It's...

It's not forever.

♪♪ What's in there?

♪♪ Paul, our case depends on you taking the high road.

You gonna tell on me?

[Inhales deeply]

[Glasses clink lightly]

- -year-old single malt.

- [Liquid pouring]

♪♪ [Stopper clacks]

[Engine idling, engine shuts off]

[Vehicle doors slam shut]

ESQUIVEL: Excuse me?

Julia Lawson?

We're with the FBI.

Can we talk to you a second?

Sorry to bother you at home.

We tried to call at work, but...

I had a doctor's appointment.

I'm sorry.

What's this about?

Is there some place we could talk?

Um, right here's good.

You're a senior accountant at Alastor Pharmaceuticals?

That's right.

We wondered if you could answer some questions about the drug Reprisol.

That's proprietary information.

I-I can't discuss it.

Who's this?

They're from the FBI.

They're asking questions about work.

This is, um...

This is my roommate, Erin.

She doesn't have to speak with you.

Erin's right, Julia, you don't.

But if you change your mind...

This is her.

It's Clarice Starling.

♪♪ Can you please leave?

Now.

Do we need to call a lawyer?

No, no, no.

No.

It's okay.

Thank you for your time.

What was that about?

♪♪ Excuse me?

Three women are dead.

They were in a clinical trial for Reprisol.

All three had children with birth defects, and when they tried to speak up, they were m*rder*d.

Look at Reprisol, and if you can help get justice for these women, then, please... call me.

♪♪ [Keys jingling, vehicle doors opening]

KRENDLER: Hudlin said he was in the middle of a big acquisition.

There were files with the Whitfield & Webb logo.

Is Alastor Pharmaceuticals in the middle of a buyout?

Suddenly, a lot of things start to make sense.

Like why they'd make an old, failed clinical trial just disappear.

And why Tyson Conway's unwilling to talk about his father's company.

Get back to that sales rep.

Starling, get this accountant on our payroll.

Um, sir, I'm not sure how easy that will be.

- She had some resistance...

- Overcome it.

Sir.

Murray, hang on.

Hudlin needed me under his thumb.

I wanted to get him comfortable, so to get him talking, I let him knock me off the wagon.

Yeah.

Can't tell my sponsor why, obviously, so I'm telling you.

Okay?

Whatever you're about to say is a load of crap.

You're a good agent.

You could find another way to cr*ck him.

I am going to suggest that you saw a side door because you wanted a drink.

And even if that's not true, well, you'd better damn well act like it is.

♪♪ [Papers shuffling]

[Indistinct conversations]

♪♪ ♪♪

GARRETT: So?

What's the verdict, Mapp?

Are you gonna call George?

Tell him yes?

I can't throw her under the bus.

It's not about Clarice.

And I've got news for you...

you're pulling

her under the bus, because you're already under it.

You and a hundred other agents...

She didn't sign up for this.

Neither did you.

Neither did I.

We all signed up for the same FBI.

We deserve our victories.

T-This is our sh*t.

You are our sh*t.

And if your friend doesn't understand, I'm not sure what you're trying to protect.

♪♪ CLARICE: So, Joe Hudlin connects us to Karolina Savich.

ESQUIVEL: Yeah, who had Reprisol in her system and was carrying a baby with birth defects, just like our River Murders.

So... is she a noisy eater?

What's the problem?

You pivot from m*rder to my love life.

[Scoffs]

Healthy.

And it's not her.

Mnh.

She's great.

She's a good person.

Bet a coroner makes for some pretty spicy dinner conversation.

[Chuckles]

Yeah, we met when she first moved here.

Two years ago.

She'd been a paramedic in Killeen, Texas.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

She worked the Luby's Cafeteria sh**ting.

- dead.

- injured.

♪♪ She still wakes up crying sometimes.

♪♪ All those people.

The senselessness.

"How could someone be so cold?" she says.

"How can he be so destructive?" ♪♪ You've never told her you were a sn*per in the Army.

- "Were"?

- [Scoffs]

Krendler still calls me his "sn*per-guy." Clarke calls me "k*ller." But she only knows a part of you.

Yeah, well, she's not gonna like the other part.

♪♪ Does anyone know all of you?

JULIA: I think you might just be overreacting a little bit.

I'm just afraid that you're gonna start talking to the FBI and throw away your job.

I didn't say that!

I...

I just said that the stuff I found was weird.

But why...

- H-How does it concern you?

- [Dishes clatter]

It concerns me because they told us that women d*ed, Erin.

[Both sigh]

♪♪ Am I supposed to... unhear that?

I'm supposed to un-find what I found?

I'm sick.

And uninsurable.

And we have insurance, and we have a house, and those things are dependent on your job.

♪♪ If we lose it all...

[Sighs]

Now I sound like a selfish bitch who doesn't care about anyone but herself.

No.

Honey.

- [Groans]

- No.

[Sighs]

I know.

♪♪ People like us don't get those things.

Look at our friends.

I haven't decided that I'll do it yet.

[Voice breaking]

Yes, you have.

Just promise me this.

Tell Starling what she did.

- N...

- Tell her.

Make sure she knows.

You want to stand up for other people?

♪♪ Start by standing up for yourself.

♪♪ Yeah.

♪♪ [Mellow rock music playing over speakers]

I'm okay.

Thank you.

[Chuckles]

♪♪ [Inhales deeply]

♪♪ [Door creaks lightly]

[Indistinct conversations]

[Door creaks lightly]

NED: Cat.

♪♪ Ned.

Catherine.

[Ned exhales shakily]

♪♪ [Breathes deeply]

CLARKE: You're not going home?

Finishing some stuff.

Too many bars between here and there?

[Phones ringing in distance]

You don't have to sit and watch me like a Spaniel.

Woof.

- [Knock on door]

- CLARICE: Sir?

Hey, it's a party.

How'd it go with the accountant?

You lean on her?

You make her your C.I.?

I'm not gonna lean on her.

- [Pager buzzes]

- Sir, I haven't been back yet...

CLARKE: Speak of the devil.

It's the lovely Naomi. " ." You good?

I'm good.

Starling.

I need you to go back to the accountant.

Find out if there's anything to this buyout thing.

She seems to have a problem with me.

Specifically.

- Why?

- I have no idea.

SECRETARY: Excuse me.

Mr. Krendler?

Ms. Starling, you have a visitor. Julia Lawson?

♪♪ What made you change your mind?

Um, I...

I haven't, but I brought you this.

- [Door closes]

- Would you like a seat?

- Uh, no.

- Okay.

Can you tell me what this is?

There is a discrepancy in how we paid the CRO.

It's...

It's all in here.

The FBI has accountants, right?

I mean, i-isn't that how you got Capone?

Was there something else?

Yes.

- Is it about the m*rder?

- No.

The NDAs they make us sign, th...

[Scoffs]

They'll ruin me.

I-I can't so much as confirm...

It's okay.

It's...

It's okay.

You haven't.

I brought it up.

So, what was it?

The thing you have to say?

Is it about me?

It's about...

♪♪ ...Buffalo Bill.

♪♪ [Scraping]

NED: It's just so nice to see you, Cat.

I just, uh...

You look fantastic.

[Chuckles]

I've lost a lot of weight.

Sure, but that's not it.

You've always been beautiful.

Always.

But you look...

[Laughs]

I'm just happy to see that you're healthy, is all.

♪♪ I am so sorry, Cat.

What do you mean?

I wasn't prepared.

[Stammers]

I-I-I didn't known anyone that went through anything like that.

I...

I-I didn't know how to be there f-for you.

Yeah, it's, uh...

♪♪ It's not a regular thing.

- But it's okay.

- No, it's not.

If I could just go back, I-I would be...

It's fine.

Really.

It's fine.

No, I would have been better for you.

I-I would have stayed with you.

Well, you're here now.

It's okay.

Moving on, right?

[Sighs]

Right.

So, what's next for you?

Going back to school was always the plan.

I've been looking at Parsons.

[Chuckles]

You and I always talked about RISD.

You are so talented.

Any place would be lucky to have you.

- Shut up.

- [Both laugh]

♪♪ I'm really happy you called.

♪♪ I've been thinking about you.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Me, too, obviously.

I just wanted to make sure that you were...

And thank you...

for wearing my favorite sweater.

♪♪ What's wrong?

[Sighs]

Cat...

I, um...

I think I might have given you the wrong impression here.

What do you mean?

Whatever it is you have to say to me, it'll be okay.

Um...

That case...

and, um, all the press that came with it...

the... your TV interview, the magazine covers...

it created a story.

Um, a story that did a lot of damage for me.

[Sighs]

Buffalo Bill was clearly a m... a monster, a-a-a k*ller, and I don't know what their story was, but they got labeled transsexual.

And whether it's true or not, that word was then in every headline, every story, every gruesome tabloid photo right next to "m*rder*r," "maniac." "Psycho skins women, driven mad by transsexual desire." That was the front page of the Baltimore Herald.

Overnight, suddenly, the biggest story on everyone's minds was that transsexuals were monsters.

And this affected you personally?

Clarice...

I'm transsexual.

And...

I have to keep that part of myself hidden because I could lose my job.

My life.

I have to hide who I am because of stories like Buffalo Bill.

And at the center of all of those was...

you.

You made my life harder.

♪♪ I didn't write those articles.

I didn't say those things.

No, but the press were listening to you.

And people like me don't have a voice.

You had the power to say something, and... you never did.

So I needed to say something now.

[Sniffles]

You know, being silent, it's...

it's like purgatory.

You're never really living one truth or the other.

[Sniffles]

I, um...

just needed you to know, you know?

What your silence can do.

♪♪ I have to get these back tonight, so you need to make copies.

♪♪ ♪♪

NED: We met in Chemistry.

She was, um...

Anyway, we're kind of seeing each other now.

Right.

Okay.

But I-I told her that I couldn't commit to anything until I...

Until you cut me loose.

Until I knew you were okay.

Until you were absolved.

- No.

- I came here.

I haven't left the house in a year.

I left for you.

So you could ask forgiveness?

Cat.

You weren't there when I needed you.

But it's okay.

I never expected you to be.

I knew it very early.

The way you held my hand so gentle.

Almost... weak.

♪♪ Like how you touched me in bed.

I thought, "This is someone I'll have to carry." I accepted it.

How you pouted when you thought I didn't like your play.

Or the blizzard.

When we camped in Oakridge?

When I gave you my coat?

You said you were warm enough.

Yes.

That is what I said.

And now you're here before you attach yourself to someone else hoping I'll disprove what you already know.

What she'll find out.

♪♪ This is not a man you can count on.

♪♪ This is not a man.

♪♪ I'd like you to go.

- I just...

- I would like you to go!

[Piercing music]

♪♪ [Amplified sounds echoing]

[Register dings]

[Dog barking]

♪♪ [Fan blades thumping]

♪♪ [Distorted male scream]

RUTH: You're okay, sweetheart.

I'm here.

Bea told me where to find you.

[Sniffles]

You're okay.

You're okay, sweetheart.

♪♪ Let's go home, okay?

We'll go home.

Yes, please.

[Jazz music plays over speakers]

♪♪ [Vehicle departs]

♪♪ [Engine idling]

Wait.

Wait.

Hey!

Naomi?

Naomi!

♪♪ ♪♪ Damn it!

♪♪ Might have been an overdose.

Tell me you think for one minute she paged you " " and then just decided to take a lethal amount of Reprisol.

Hudlin made the River Murders look like a serial k*ller.

He made Wellig look like a stroke.

Rebecca Clark-Sherman was gonna be a su1c1de.

It has all been misdirection.

♪♪ KRENDLER: She's right.

This feels like a message.

Hudlin's way of telling me he knows we're investigating without confessing to a m*rder.

He's a fixer.

We need inside Alastor.

- Your accountant...

- She helped us out, but now she's done.

We're not putting Julia Lawson in the line of fire.

Well, I got some leverage on our Julia.

Her background check only goes back a little over five years then disappears.

Our accountant is a transves...

Stop.

Stop it right there.

You do not know what you're talking about, and I am not...

You're not what?! Gonna do your job?!

- I am not gonna blackmail someone!

- Hey!

And don't tell me you are pushing this out of anything other than guilt that you just got a woman k*lled.

You want Hudlin?!

- She was your responsibility!

- Enough.

Murray.

Enough!

Yes, sir.

[Sighs]

Find anything new?

I think you dropped the ball.

Look, Hudlin led us to Karolina, who was sponsored here in the States by Tyson Conway, whose dad owns Alastor Pharmaceuticals.

Tyson is our way to Nils, and you let up.

I think you need to push him.

Lean on him, like Clarke said.

Find out what's important to him and use it.

- She's known you almost two years.

- Oh, my God.

You seriously think she won't see the difference between a soldier and a mass k*ller?

There are days I don't.

That was a joke.

Mostly.

You're in purgatory.

Keeping your mouth shut.

What?

You need her to accept you, but she never can until you tell her who that is.

Tell her.

How do I do that?

You're a pretty smart guy.

♪♪ I'll go back to Conway.

♪♪ [Mellow rock music playing over speakers]

♪♪ [Knocking]

TY: Back here!

♪♪ Agent Starling.

Hello.

- I hope it's not a bad time.

- No.

Do you want to come in?

I can't.

I can't.

I just...

I just wanted to ask y...

♪♪ [Laughs]

Ahh.

Uh...

[Laughs]

I'm here to, um...

lean on you.

I'm here to use some leverage...

use something important to you...

to try and coerce you into helping us, but...

- That sounds...

- Yeah.

I don't want to do that, because...

I know what's important to you, and I think we both want the same thing.

We want to know who your father is.

I think you spent years coloring in the lines of what little you knew about him...

wondering what he's like.

What he'd think of who you are, of every decision you ever made.

And now you get to know.

And what's more, he approves.

[Chuckles]

♪♪ I lost my dad when I was little, so I can imagine how that must feel.

- I'm sorry.

- Thank you.

But I need your help.

And I think you need mine.

I think your father is associated with some very, very bad people.

Everyone I've met on this trail who's crossed with him has paid a price... some with their lives...

and I just want to make sure that you don't get hurt.

♪♪ You know where to find me.

♪♪ Julia.

Mr. Hudlin.

- [Drawer closes]

- Hi.

Um, is there something you need?

No.

I just wanted to say I took a look at the due-diligence prep and the audit stuff.

Terrific.

Very tight.

Ah.

[Sighs]

Uh, well...

thank you.

Uh, was there something else you...

You sure are here late.

Yep, yes.

Uh, lots to go through.

For the merger.

Anyway, I just wanted to say you're doing great work, Gordon.

I-I-I'm sorry.

Um...

Uh, what...

what did you say?

I said, "Great work, Julia." See you soon.

Oh, God.

[Elevator door sliding closed]

[Mellow rock music plays on radio]

What's this?

Sit down.

[Clears throat]

Please.

What are we drinking to?

Friendship.

♪♪ [Glasses clink]

♪♪ I'm going to file a racial discrimination complaint against the FBI... with the EEOC.

[Exhales deeply]

Okay.

You are included in my complaint.

By name.

♪♪ Is it about the Phelps case?

Yes.

♪♪ Please say something.

♪♪ I'm thinking.

Today, I keep finding out I hurt people without knowing I did it.

You never hurt me.

The Bureau did.

But using your example and your fame and your name will help the suit.

And the Coalition.

And a lot of people who are counting on me.

It's true.

We should be rising on the same tide.

I'm sorry.

Don't apologize to me.

I'm about to ruin your life.

♪♪ [Glasses clink]

♪♪ [Phone ringing]

Oh.

[Dusts hands]

[Beep]

Hello?

CATHERINE: I went outside today.

Uh, Catherine.

That's good.

To a coffee shop.

It wasn't much.

I just...

wanted you to know that.

That's good.

That's good.

I'm happy for you.

I know that wasn't easy.

I just had to take action, right?

Not just keep hiding.

You can't just keep hiding from this.

From what Bill did to us.

Right?

I just wanted to say thanks.

You kind of... inspired me.

That's good.

Catherine, is everything all right?

Everything's fine.

Good night, Clarice.

♪♪ ♪♪

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