02x08 - Moral Inventory

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I was thinking maybe tomorrow I could borrow your car and pick up Kayla from school.

Where's Ian?

I thought I'd pick you up today.

PAUL: You must be Kayla.

I'm Paul.

I'm very, very wealthy.

I'm a rich guy.

Did my dad really do all the things that they are saying?

Of course he f*cking did.

And he wasn't your dad and he's the reason you don't have a mother.

MAN 1: Please describe how you met Donald Fairchild.

BRIA: He ran an escort company called "Premium Companions." And I was working at the company for about a month.

MAN 1: As an escort?

BRIA: Yeah, as an escort.

[ door opens ]

[ door shuts ]

You're supposed to be at school.

I didn't feel well.

I don't believe you.

Are you making a habit of this?

This skipping school?

No.

I, I just felt really sick.

I put a lot of trust in you, Kayla.

I thought you'd be more responsible than this.

I'm very disappointed.

Does Bria know you're here?

No.

And she doesn't need to know.

Sometimes you have to protect people from themselves.

Let's do a session.

BRIA: I need your help.

I need your help.

Repeat it.

* Do you want to talk about last night?

IAN: Not right now.

BRIA: I'm sorry.

I really, I'm sorry.

BRIA: Have a nice day, Sandra.

BRIA: I need to be better.

I can be better, I know I can.

I cleaned the kitchen, uh and I...

...was thinking maybe tomorrow I could borrow your car and pick up Kayla from school after I finish at the factory?

* IAN: Okay.

BRIA: Kayla!

KAYLA: Where's Ian?

BRIA: I thought I'd pick you up today.

KAYLA: Since when do you f*cking care?

BRIA: You're not meant to have that.

KAYLA: Not meant to have Paul, okay?

Ian doesn't want you on...

Give that to me!

Hi.

IAN: Where were you?

Took Kayla out for an early dinner.

You got dressed up to take Kayla to a picnic?

I wanted to dress up for a change, look nice.

* BRIA: I want you to f*ck me.

* [ sighs ]

* BRIA: I think she's missing her mum.

Yeah, well, you seem like you're doing a pretty good job.

You look good.

Teenagers, what are you gonna do, right?

- It's rough.

- Yeah.

So you don't drive, no?

I have a driver.

But you don't have a car?

Well, it's my car, but, you know...

- He just drives it.

- Right, so why don't you drive?

Uh, DUI, down the hatch.

[ chuckles ]

Doesn't everyone have a DUI?

Yeah, but y-you better not have one especially if I'm gonna get you a car.

- Uh-huh.

- Mm-hm.

Two doors, with a six month lease.

And then there's the option to buy.

- Ah!

- And it's electric.

Electric, let's see, huh.

Not bad, looks a little expensive.

I don't know, it's weird, you know, you live in this place.

It's a little bit dangerous.

Somethin' like this, I can imagine getting broken into.

- Hm.

- You think?

Maybe I need a better place.

A better place like what?

- Like a house?

- Yeah, that would work.

I mean, all things are possible.

- Uh...

- I really like this one.

I like that you like that.

And I like that you need things from me.

Good.

I like what you like.

[ chuckling ]

Right.

You're so sweet.

But I don't think your argument's logical.

I think it's bullshit.

And if you wanna be an equal...

Oh, wai-wai-wai-wait, I didn't, no-no one said...

I didn't say I wanted to be your equal.

Did I?

I didn't say that.

I was...

Okay, um, so, I think that you have the luxury of-- - "Luxury?" - Being a white male.

- Yeah, just l-hear me out.

- I didn't come from luxury.

Let me just finish what I am saying.

I made everything from nothing.

No, I know that, I know, I know, I know.

But you ca...

Just hear me...

Just let me finish what I'm...

- My thought, okay.

- I had nothing.

- If you have, like, the...

- You think I'm lying?

No, I don't think you're lying.

But I think, when you come from a place of privilege, which you do [ Paul imitates whip cracking ]

when you're a white male...

Are you listening to what I'm saying?

You don't know sh*t.

My father, my mother, they d*ed w-w-way before I was 30, I was a little kid.

- I made strategic decisions.

- Yeah, I know.

- I know, I get it.

- To build a business.

I didn't have a buck to f*ck around with.

I understand that, I'm not saying that you didn't struggle, I know you struggled.

It was hard but I did it on my own.

Struggled?

What the f*ck do you know about struggle?

Well, I'm just saying that your struggle was yours and you can have yours, and I can have mine and that's-- Why would you say that I don't have struggle?

- I'm not saying you don't-- - Look at me.

Look at me.

- Why would you say-- - Wait, wait.

I'm not saying you don't know struggle.

I know struggle!

I own struggle.

- That's mine.

- Oh, my!

Yeah, I know, I know what you've been through.

We talk a lot about you, Paul.

Yeah, because that's the most interesting thing.

- Yeah, that's right.

- Let me ask you a question.

You sell that p*ssy to other dudes?

You hawk that little coochie?

No.

Not since I met you.

I don't wanna see anyone else.

Is that true?

Yeah.

- Hm.

- Yeah, you know it's true.

I have another question.

Why do you always wanna resort to sex when we're together?

Why is it always about f*ckin'?

BRIA: That's how you make me feel.

PAUL: Can you understand why I'm holding back on f*cking you though?

I want to, you're beautiful.

You're hot as hell.

But I want you to want me for who I am.

I would f*ck you right now.

I would throw you down on the ground.

Spread you eagle.

St-start going down on you, gettin' you all wet.

But it wouldn't mean sh*t.

- Yeah.

- And I'm lookin' for meaning.

PAUL: Listen, look at me.

I'm lookin' for transcendence, baby.

I'm lookin' for elevation.

Are you with that?

BRIA: Yeah, I want what you want, Paul.

MAN 1: When you were confronted by federal investigators on November 25, 2018 for assisting Donald Fairchild in trafficking unregistered arms and unlicensed amounts of pseudoephedrine a known chemical component for producing methamphetamines were you aware of Donald Fairchild's intentions for distributing and selling this contraband in foreign territories?

BRIA: Yes but not to the extent...

...that it...was happening.

MAN 1: Please describe how you met your former husband Donald Fairchild.

- I was never married to him.

- Okay.

We only had a relationship, and, uh, um...

...he...

...had an agency called "Premium Companions." And I worked there for about a month.

MAN 1: As an escort?

It's fine.

It's okay.

Yeah, as an escort.

He was pretty brazen about the whole thing, you know.

It wasn't l-like a big secret or anything, that he was-- Brazen?

What?

Uh, can you explain what you mean by that?

BRIA: I mean, he'd have parties.

We, the girls, would show up.

He'd invite a lot of his friends.

And we would...

We would find customers at these parties.

MAN 1: Do you remember the names of any of these girls?

That's not how it works.

They don't know my name, I don't know theirs.

Do you remember the location of the event where you met Donald?

BRIA: When I met him it was at a hotel downtown in-in Atlanta.

Do you know the address?

BRIA: I have no idea.

It's been a while since I've been in Atlanta.

So, can you identify any of these as being...

...owned by Donald Fairchild?

I mean, they're trucks.

They all, they all look like the same truck to me.

- I have no idea.

- None of them look familiar?

None, when I would go and help with the transports...

...it would be really dark, and I'd be quite nervous and I really didn't wanna be there.

BRIA: So I wasn't taking note of things like freight containers.

MAN 1: Do you recognize this man?

Yeah, yeah.

I don't...

Please, can you just put it...

Is he in custody?

- Who?

- Is Donald in custody?

[ sighs ]

* DONALD: If what you're saying is true then I can't have any of these accounts linked to me.

Drink.

* DONALD: Take another sip.

[ man coughs ]

DONALD: I need you to drink the entire glass.

[ man coughs ]

* DONALD: Sarah, will you follow Mr.

Paulson home make sure he's all right?

* [ indistinct chatter ]

[ indistinct chatter ]

[ thudding ]

WOMAN 1: 911, what's your emergency?

Ye-yes, I'd like to report an accident.

* IAN: He made bail.

And given that, he can stay at home.

But he has to appear in court otherwise, he's a fugitive.

That's the law.

That's the law.

Unfortunately, it is his right to face his witness.

Which is you on the stand.

BRIA: So he's out there.

He could come find me.

He could...

IAN: I'm gonna keep you safe.

I'm gonna keep you safe.

[ dishes clanking ]

[ indistinct chatter ]

I don't spend this much time with my other witnesses.

So why are you paying me so much attention?

[ chattering continues ]

[ indistinct chatter ]

[ vehicle door shuts ]

[ engine revving ]

[ water running ]

[ door opens ]

[ door closes ]

Kayla?

IAN: Hi.

BRIA: You just let yourself into my house?

You didn't knock the door first?

Oh, I did knock, but you didn't answer.

So I got worried.

BRIA: Just washing dishes.

Where did you move?

- It's right here.

- Oh.

That's a lot of plates.

Yeah, I had a friend over for dinner.

What friend?

It's good that you're making friends.

Where did you make this friend?

Met him through work.

Oh, how's that going?

How's work at the factory?

Oh, it's great, yeah.

Really great.

So, you met this guy at the factory?

Fine, I met him at a bar.

Hmm.

And how much did he give you?

Excuse me?

Look, I really want what's best for you, but you are testing the boundaries of what I think is acceptable.

Feeling's mutual.

* I watched you in that room.

The other day, and...

...Donald hurt you.

He really hurt you, and I don't...

...I don't think you understand just how badly.

But you are amazing, and-and so is Kayla, and...

...what you're doing for her is amazing.

And that's the right thing.

Do you wanna do a session?

* You don't need anyone.

Say, "I don't need anyone." BRIA: I don't need anyone.

* I don't need anyone.

I don't need anyone.

* You're beautiful.

Let me rephrase that.

"I'm beautiful." Say it.

I'm beautiful.

* "I want you." - Say it.

- I want you.

* What do you want me to do to you?

I think you've imagined what you want to do to me.

So why don't you just do it?

[ Bria panting ]

[ Ian moaning ]

[ Bria panting ]

[ door opens ]

Hey.

Stuck in traffic.

Sorry, babe.

[ sighs ]

Oh, God.

This guy is k*lling me.

He doesn't like his job, he doesn't like the location.

And the m*therf*cker doesn't know that I'm actually trying to help him.

I mean, come on...

He k*lled...six people and I'm protecting him to get to a guy who k*lled, like...75 people.

So 75?

That an exact number?

Shut up.

Our job...is f*cked up.

Sorry.

Tell me about your day.

There ain't no sorries.

SUSAN: Ooh, look at this one.

It's three bedrooms, three baths all new appliances.

That seems fine to me.

Ooh, it's next to downtown, so you'd be close to work.

[ indistinct chatter ]

What's wrong with the place we have now?

It's, um...it's yours.

We talked about getting a place together.

One that's-one that's ours.

I mean, this could be ours.

This one has its own washer and dryer.

Okay, we'll get a place that's ours.

I just...I just need some more time.

SUSAN: You always say that.

[ crickets chirping ]

* What are you doing?

Don't do that.

You scared me.

I didn't mean to scare you.

You're being weird.

Did he make you do that?

Who?

Ian.

Did he make you...you know?

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