Previously on Fatal Attraction...
"You are fantastic."
MAN Well, he's definitely leaving
the door open.
Leaving it up to you
to walk through it, though.
But that is what he wants me
to do, though?
She's building a world
in her fucking head because you were mad
you were gonna have to wait to be a fucking judge, man.
"Ruined" is such a weird word
to use about people,
about their lives, but
you've been seen.
She's a stalker.
I don't even know where she lives.
Yeah, I need to...
figure out what to do about how your prints are all over
the bathroom sink...
Get the fuck up. ...kitchen, bedframe
that you say you've never seen.
I did not kill her, and I'm going to prove it.
Thank God for Mike.
It's a shitshow up there with all the reporters.
He snuck me out the back
before they can get their shit together.
They found the body?
Did they actually find it?
I mean, I don't know for sure, but...
They're not exactly sharing information with me
at this point, but, given everything that's happened
with Brooker and everything else,
I think we have to assume yes.
Sorry.
We should go.
Julia called to make sure the bail money went through,
and to check on you.
God, those guys, they're...
Believers.
So who's gonna prep me to testify?
Because, no offense, but I think it should be him. I'm worried
there's just gonna be a part of me that doesn't
take it seriously because of all the fights we've had
over the years, and how I always won them.
Also, I was thinking, the jury's gonna be
reading the room from the get-go.
We got to be a united front.
Yeah, so, I had a lot of time to think about this
last night while I wasn't sleeping,
and what I'm thinking is...
I can't tell them that I had an affair.
- What? - If I do, the jurors,
they're not gonna believe anything else I have to say.
I'm just gonna be the bastard who betrayed his family,
and the prosecutors will play that card 'cause it works.
I can't let them convict me of murder
just 'cause they don't like me.
Okay, but that is... that's an enormous risk.
I mean, does Cabral, is he on board with it?
I'm not gonna ask him.
I can't tell him the truth about the affair
because, if I testify and I lie,
I'm perjuring myself, and he's suborning it.
He's a pain in the ass, but he's not unethical.
What's the point of having a lawyer
if you can't confer about...
His only job is to show that there's no proof
that I did it. He doesn't want to know the truth.
No good defense attorney does.
And since I didn't commit the crime,
all I have to do is give him a strategy
- that he can use. - Which is what?
Stalker? Delusional stalker?
Yes, stalker, delusional, obsessive.
What couldn't happen to a person like that?
If you testify, and they ask you about the affair on the stand,
you're gonna have to lie, and you're not a good liar, Beth.
I can't let you do that.
They want to hear that I believe
that you would never be capable of killing somebody.
We'll be fine. I don't care.
I do.
♪ Well, I love a rainy night ♪
♪ I love a rainy night ♪
♪ I love to hear the thunder, watch the lightning ♪
♪ When it lights up the sky ♪
♪ You know it makes me feel good ♪
♪ Well, I love a rainy night... ♪
Two selections. Salty or sweet?
Oh, please, sweet.
♪ Rain on my lips... ♪
- I guess I can... - Okay.
- I can take that one? - Yes.
That's the one I was gonna take.
♪ Showers wash all my ♪
♪ Cares away ♪
♪ I wake up... ♪
Let's sit.
Mmm. I like this one, it's so good.
Here, come on. You have to try it. Come here.
Okay.
Mmm.
Right?
Mm-hmm.
♪ Well, I love a rainy night. ♪
"Superstar"?
It's a little overkill for mini golf, but good for you.
And where is your superstar trophy?
Nowhere.
I shot a 76.
Every hole took him three strokes. Sometimes more.
That is so strange because you're great
at putting, according to you.
Right, on a real golf course with actual greens and not
cement covered with mildewed carpet.
Mini golf is basically just all putting, really, isn't it?
Quiet. Quiet, you.
What are we watching, a little public television?
- It's Masterpiece Theatre. - Yeah? What's it about?
No, wait, give me a second, I'll tell you what it's about.
Lower-class girl who works in the kitchens
falls in love with the King of England?
It's Wednesday, Alex. School tomorrow.
Go brush your teeth.
♪ People let me tell you 'bout my ♪
♪ Best friend ♪
♪ She's a warm-hearted person who'll love me ♪
♪ Till the end, people ♪
♪ Let me tell you 'bout her, she's so much fun ♪
♪ 'Cause she's my best friend ♪
♪ Yeah, she's my best friend, la, la, la, la ♪
♪ La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. ♪
How good are those eggs?
They're really good. - Yeah? How would you know?
For a smart guy, you have some stupid hangups,
honey. It's a goddamn egg yolk.
You know what's actually scary? The world.
What do you want to bet?
Hello?
Yeah, she's up.
How am I supposed to do that, exactly?
Or do you want me to haul a sick kid to the library
to be contagious all over the periodicals room
just so I can look at want ads?
Yep.
Yep. We'll be here.
Making a federal case about how hard it is for her
to get any time at work
to call home and check in,
like she even knows what a hard time at work is.
Walk in my shoes, why don't you?
Walk in them at these interviews.
Some kid who can't even hold my jock
asking about my bona fides
when I could do their job with a quarter of my ass.
Not to mention, I went into engineering
to work in the defense industry, combat systems,
not a goddamn utility company.
She acts like there's no difference, a job's a job.
How do you even talk to a woman like that?
You can't.
You can try, but they're just never gonna get it.
Here we go. Where's the clothespins?
What's your teacher's name again?
Miss Ross.
She always has spit in the corners of her mouth.
Ah, make sure you tell her about these.
Make sure she knows,
while she was boring the other kids to death all day,
we made our own sparklers.
Where's your father?
Where'd he say he was gonna be?
Well, he said it was Henry's birthday.
Like I'm really supposed to believe he'd choose to spend
four and a half hours with Henry,
- no matter what day it is. - Why not?
Aren't they, like, friends from college?
So, he's with Henry?
Out, with Henry?
If that's what he said.
He did say that.
And so did you,
which is how I know it's bullshit.
It must feel so...
wicked and fun
to have someone to put things over on together.
Hmm?
Especially someone so stupid.
Can you even remember a time
when the two of you weren't ganging up against me?
Me, either.
You are so proud
in thinking because he trusts you to lie for him
that means he loves you.
When what it really means
is that he doesn't love you, either.
No, no, I know. What do I know?
Nothing.
I don't know anything about him, compared to you.
I don't know anything about anything.
I guess, eventually, we will see who knows what.
Or not.
Or maybe, one of these days,
you'll come home and...
I just won't be here anymore.
Just talk to her a little,
keep her entertained. That so much to ask?
I don't even know what her name is.
That's why you're acting like such a brat
over someone asking for one small favor?
It's Abby. Okay? Jesus wept.
Hi. - Hey, ladies.
Hope you weren't waiting too long.
Abby, this is my daughter Alex.
She took too long to get ready because
she was so excited to come meet you.
Have you been here before?
Because I think that you are gonna
love it.
WOMAN Let's go sit, okay?
You just went in my room and took it?
- For her? - What are you talking about?
What were you gonna say when I realized it was gone?
Were you just gonna let me think I was crazy?
I forgot, that's all.
Honestly, I didn't think a 15-year-old would still care
about a toy, that's probably why it slipped my mind, but...
It's not like I was trying to upset you.
I'll just tell the kid I made a mistake,
and you still want that thing.
Okay? I'm sure she'll understand.
I'll make it up to her, somehow.
Okay?
Come on, they're waiting.
Deeply troubled, delusional fixation.
Then Brooker...
...rush to judgement, only suspect,
tunnel vision... I mean,
this is how innocent people end up on trial.
It can happen to any one of you.
I like that,
bringing the jury into that. I like that.
Mm. (laughs) Uh, political pressure, headlines,
victim of a broken system you served so faithfully,
heinous crime you did not commit.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
- Ballpark? - Yeah.
Okay.
That's the defense's opening statement.
Now you tell me,
Deputy D.A. Gallagher,
what is Deputy D.A. Ruiz's opening statement gonna be?
Daniel Gallagher is an entitled man.
His father was an influential
and well-connected judge who got him a powerful position
as a prosecutor fresh out of law school.
RUIZ and DAN: From his first day in that job,
Daniel Gallagher did what he wanted
when he wanted,
with whomever he wanted.
Because that is what men of privilege do.
Mm-hmm.
They think nothing of engaging in sexual affairs
outside of their marriage
with women who work for them.
In this case, that woman
was Alexandra Forrest, whose job
was to support
and advocate for victims of crime.
And when Dan Gallagher got...
tired of Alex Forrest,
he told her to go away,
and he expected her
to do what he said.
But she didn't.
And she made it very clear that she wouldn't.
So, when a man of privilege
is faced with a threat
to his family,
his career, his reputation...
...what do you think
he might do?
As a homicide prosecutor,
my privilege is to speak for the dead.
So, today, I speak for Alex Forrest,
and I ask you, in her name,
to find Daniel Gallagher guilty
of murder.
Thank you.
We just wanted to kind of talk, generally,
about goals and...
In the sense that we're objective oriented
and competitive... Which makes sense, it's law school, but...
And, as long as what we're doing is productive
for everyone, then
we don't have to get along,
- but... - Just tell her.
It isn't working.
We just approach things differently.
Okay.
Say more about that.
Okay, like,
whenever you leave me a message, and I call you back
right away, you act like I'm bothering you,
but if I wait to call back,
you freak out about how long it took me.
You called me stupid for going through index cards
in the "wrong" order.
You didn't hand in my legal writing assignment
with yours like you said you would,
and then, when I saw it in your bag, you were like,
"Oh, you just did such a bad job on it, I wanted to protect you."
When I said I didn't have time to run hypos
with you on my mom's birthday,
you threw a cup of coffee...
I didn't throw it at you.
Does that matter?
We just think it'd be better
if you went to another group.
For you, too.
Just so you know,
there hasn't been a single session since September
that Mark hasn't rolled his eyes at least once
while you were speaking.
And Paula doesn't understand how you got into
any law school, let alone this one.
And she also wonders if you've ever had a single thought
that you didn't feel the need to express
out loud, so...
Oh... your watch, the one
that you lost at the gym?
Why don't you ask Leo where that went?
So I finally just told them that I was sick of it.
I don't want to deal with the resentfulness and the-the
passive aggression anymore. It's distracting.
Especially when I can handle my own workload myself,
so...
- I mean, I would hope so, honey. - Right?
Well, it's not like you're at Yale or something.
It's sad those idiots
need a study group at a state law school,
not impressive that you don't.
UW's...
It's in the top 25%.
Hey, before I forget,
Lacey and I are going skiing Friday.
Her sister has a condo on Schweitzer Mountain.
You hate skiing.
What? No, I don't.
Your mom just never wanted to go, so we didn't.
She said that you hated it, and you never
wanted to go 'cause you're so bad at it.
I mean, that is just complete bullshit,
but have it your way.
I like how you always have one of her little
poison poppers in the chamber these days, though.
Little blindside jabs
all stored up.
When she was still alive, who knew
you were such a fan of hers?
She sure didn't.
Anyway, we'll be there through next week.
Doing Turkey Day in Idaho.
So happy Thanksgiving in advance.
That's what's surprising, that's what's so crazy.
That's what you should be asking yourself.
I mean, the real question should be,
how she could leave you, her daughter,
who she's supposed to love unconditionally,
for life?
Why a mother would abandon her own child,
her daughter?
That's what's surprising, that's what's so crazy.
That's what you should be asking yourself.
Why a mother would abandon her own child, her daughter?
How could she leave you? She's supposed to love you.
Ah!
Ah.
Have you had any therapy before?
No. Are you a doctor?
No. I'm a doctoral intern
in clinical psychology.
My final training year.
So that's why this is free.
No. The university's counseling
service is provided as part of your tuition,
so it's actually not free.
If you feel more comfortable with a medical doctor,
- I can refer you. - It's fine. It's...
It's fine.
Well, in the meantime,
I can try to help you figure out
- what you might... - I just feel like there's no one.
That sounds very hard
and isolating.
Can you talk about some recent examples
that made you feel this way?
Like, Thanksgiving having just happened,
a lot of complicated feelings
tied up with those kinds of gatherings.
I can see that being especially tough.
What was your holiday like?
I bet yours was really nice, right?
Mm...
I actually kind of boycott the holidays these days.
Just... family issues.
What did you do instead?
Went to the movies with my husband.
What'd you see?
Uh, The Waterboy.
Do you have kids?
No.
Maybe once I get my doctorate.
What does your husband do?
He's a research fellow here, in population health.
I don't know what that is.
I've got my witness list here.
Okay,
who is Stanley Forrest?
Who?
He's the victim's father.
She told me her father was dead.
Be cool.
Chill.
I thought the whole point of law school was not to have to do
- things like internships. - I guess, but...
they rotate you through all the bureaus
and the programs, so...
you see basically the whole Seattle justice system.
It's pretty fascinating.
Take your word for it, I guess.
I mean, if you were thinking about trying
to actually be the city attorney
or the D.A. even, I guess that might be something.
My favorite rotation was the crime survival services.
So, you help the victims negotiate
the trial and the sentencing process,
you know, you comfort them,
connect with them.
It was really satisfying.
I don't know, it-it made sense to me.
Some of the staff there, they have MSWs,
but you can do it with a bachelor's degree.
- Okay, so what? - So...
law school's not for me.
I just... Not really.
Not right now. I don't know.
And then this job opened up,
right, at the Crime Advocacy Program,
and I thought, "Oh, this is, it's a sign."
What kind of sign?
The sign for someone who knows they can't cut the mustard?
No one's gonna even know
what this thing is you're talking about,
or if they do, they don't know it's a job.
What the fuck am I supposed to tell them?
God. When I think about how hard I worked
to set you up so now you can just throw it all away.
I'm sorry, what exactly did you do again?
Other than never hold a fucking job
'cause you were always too amazing to work.
No, please, tell me again how you'd be running
fucking Naval System Ordnance Command
if every single other person in the world
wasn't a dick who was jealous of you.
You finished here, sir?
Ask my daughter. She knows everything.
If your father was a paraplegic,
confined to a wheelchair your whole life,
it would be simple for you to accept that he can't walk.
But what he actually is is someone
who can't give you anything you want or need.
But so, fighting back,
pointing out the lies, calling him out, it's useless.
You can't get milk
from a hardware store.
Winning can't be the goal
when winning isn't possible, right?
What does the goal have to be?
Not getting destroyed.
Not getting destroyed is the goal.
So what do we have to do to help you with that?
One of the other advocates
was talking the other day about a case,
this client, um,
her ex-husband's a sociopath, I think.
And so, Aaron was advising her to
limit all contact to just over the phone,
so he can't see her body language,
he can't read her facial expressions
and, like, feed off them.
And he also said that she should smile,
even if she doesn't want to smile,
just smile when she's talking to him
because it'll change her voice
and-and confuse him.
Well, if you think you can do it,
might be worth a try.
It is true nothing makes your father happier
than seeing the effect he has on you.
It's five minutes till, so...
we have to switch gears now.
We don't have to, but, yeah, okay.
After the voice mails this past weekend, again,
- we absolutely do. - Which wouldn't happen if you would just
give me your direct line,
so we could just talk and be done with it, but...
Be here with me now, please.
I'm not mad at you.
So, over this next week, you don't have to worry about it,
or leave messages asking if I am
or telling me you just need to hear me say I'm not,
because I'm not mad at you, Alex.
Am I mad at you?
No.
STANLEY How long are we gonna do this?
How many work emergencies am I supposed to believe you have?
I mean, isn't the point of a "job"
working with crime victims
that the emergency already happened?
You don't have meals, you don't drink coffee,
you work all day and night?
I told you, I'm busy, really.
I don't have any time, but...
when things open up, I definitely
will be able to make something...
What's funny?
- What? - You sound weird.
You're not the only person who's busy, you know.
I know you think you are, but you're not.
After intensive investigation, the victim's body was recovered
from the water in Marina Del Rey.
Upon this discovery, we sent the body
to the medical examiner's office for an autopsy,
which was conducted by Herbert Hong,
the Chief Medical Examiner, and Dr. Hong's report showed...
...a large crack.
As a result, I removed the brain
and noted a massive contusion to the left hemisphere.
These discoveries led me to conclude cause of death
was blunt force trauma.
The forensic team recovered multiple fingerprints
in the deceased's apartment, which were sent for analysis.
According to Detective Lenz's report...
...24 were not hits,
meaning those prints belonged to individuals
who are not in the system.
But ten prints did match with one individual.
The defendant.
...denied ever having been inside Ms. Forrest's apartment.
H-He also denied ever having a personal relationship
with Ms. Forrest. However, upon
subsequent interviews with other parties...
I saw her wink at someone,
and when I looked to see who,
I saw it was Dan Gallagher.
And then Ms. Forrest motioned to Mr. Gallagher,
like to tell him that he had something,
some-some food on his face or something.
After a short conversation,
I then used the restroom, and when I returned,
I noted both the defendant and Ms. Forrest
had left the premises.
I next attempted to speak to a, uh, Mr. Rodney Scanlon,
who works as the head bartender at Andolini's Restaurant.
I don't recall.
Did you ever see the defendant
in Andolini's with Ms. Forrest?
I don't recall.
Have you ever heard
that the defendant and Ms. Forrest
were involved in a personal relationship?
I don't recall.
He subsequently came to my office to request
she be assigned to another case he had pending.
Hmm. Was that unusual?
Yes. It was the kind of thing that, before then,
he would've had someone else do for him,
or done over the phone.
The defense has indicated that
Ms. Forrest struggled with...
That she was, in their words,
unstable.
Did you ever see any signs
of instability?
No. Our job is very stressful, psychologically,
so I-I try to watch for the effects of that,
manage for them.
Alex never confided in me
that she was struggling in any way,
and I never saw any sign of it in her.
I saw a caring and dedicated advocate.
One of the best we ever had.
Have you talked to him about it?
Are you going to?
Well, putting that aside for right now,
let's try to honor
this decision with an explanation
before you make it.
What are you looking for with this move?
What other ways could it be good for your life?
How-how am I supposed to know how
a place I've never even been to is gonna be good for me
before I even get there?
It's not a question about Los Angeles.
It's a question about
what you might be trying to go toward
- and why. - Clean slate.
A fresh start.
Less conceptual, more specific.
I am going toward
a job.
Something that I'm good at,
you know, but on a bigger scale and-and
there's just more opportunity, there's more need.
Plus, a new set of colleagues
you don't have any uncomfortable history with,
too, right?
You're kind of all over the place today.
It's fine, but I just-- I don't know, I thought
I should point it out in case you're not doing it on purpose.
I just want to make sure this very big move
has a goal,
besides running away from your father.
Because you know that saying,
"Wherever you go, there you are."
He said you'd been gone for ten days. Ten!
You have any idea what that was like?
Getting laughed at by this asshole because
I don't know my own fucking daughter moved?
Or where she went?
I should call the cops and report you missing.
Tell them you're a danger to yourself.
That's what you deserve.
You expect people to care about you
when you treat them like this?
Not to mention, if no one knows where you are,
what do you think you're gonna do when you need something?
Because you are gonna need something, honey.
You're a fucking black hole of need.
I'm diving into all this stuff again.
It's taking me right back to college,
finding a copy of Man And His Symbols in the used bookstore.
I feel like I should be wearing a rugby shirt
and drinking Snapple.
Anyway,
there is some stuff about the Toni Wolff affair
in the Hannah memoir.
About how the three of them were able
to coexist through it,
with Jung's wife being fully aware
and Toni being aware she was aware.
STELLA Skater buddy Ellen.
Hey. What you up to?
Um... just got home from Pilates,
which means I'm about to order tacos.
You want in?
- Be right over. - Cool.
I wanted you to have this.
What is it?
It's my paperwork
that I need to submit to a judge for a new trial.
Why I deserve one. Alternative suspects,
people who weren't looked at the time.
- Like who? - Well, like a guy she dated,
a guy who lived in the building,
people who were identified by fingerprints
who hadn't been arrested at the time, things like that.
Now that it's ready, we're gonna do it.
We're gonna submit it.
And I-I wanted you to have it.
Obviously, you don't have to read it.
No, I want to read it.
Okay.
That's great.
It just seems like...
...like there's-there's so...
much of it. I mean, I...
I get about the fingerprints,
but did they not even, like...
try to find out any of this stuff then?
Why wouldn't they look at other people in her life?
Because I lied.
I lied.
And I made it easy for them.
But I hope this makes...
anything...
easier for you.
It was clear to me that he was coming from her apartment.
But you didn't actually see him leave it.
Ms. Rauch, when was the last time
you had your vision checked?
Can you recall?
This year, last year?
Probably around...
three years ago?
Did you ever see my client
inside Ms. Forrest's apartment?
No.
Did you ever see my client with Ms. Forrest?
No.
Get out! Nothing. We're nothing.
We are nothing.
♪ Three times again ♪
♪ She cries your name... ♪
"Torment" is the word.
So afraid of being wrong,
people judging her, leaving her.
It's okay, Maria.
You expect people to care about you
when you treat them like this?
And it's hopeless.
What do you think you're gonna do
when you need something? Because you are gonna
need something, honey. "Torment" is the word.
You're a fucking black hole of need.
You expect people to care about you
when you treat them like this?
And it's hopeless.
Hello.
No one is available to take your call.
Please leave a message af...
Who is this?
It's me, Dad.
Of course it is.
Why would you care if you woke me up?
Sorry. Um...
...how are you?
How am I?
Well, when was the last time we talked?
When did you go AWOL out of nowhere, again?
September.
Really? Seven months?
Didn't feel like that long. You sure?
Yeah, I'm sure.
Well, since you're calling all this attention
to how long it's been, how did you want me to be?
Or were you thinking about me at all?
I mean, is there an upward trajectory?
You keep talking about this Conchita
who runs the show there. How did you get that job?
Or maybe you'd rather just be told what to do forever.
That's what it seems like, honestly.
- Is it an apology? - No. For what?
I don't know. For the things that you said,
for the way that you said them.
Okay, wait.
Which time that you overreacted was this?
Okay, then, how about you apologize
for how you fucking ruin everything?
What are we ruining again?
What... what is there to ruin? Seriously...
...tell me, Alex, because I... I don't know.
He's your age, but he's not married?
Is he divorced?
No.
Well, that's just weird.
You don't think that's weird?
No, I don't think that's weird.
I think that he's really busy.
Like, he's busy being head of Major Crimes Bureau.
He's so busy, they offered him a judgeship,
and he had to turn it down.
I think something's wrong with him.
There must be, right,
because he's interested in me?
Is that what I said?
But you probably don't have
to worry about it, anyway,
because it doesn't sound like he is.
Okay.
So you still think that there's nothing to ruin?
Well, he's a lawyer. You say he's a good one.
I'm not a lawyer, but even I know--
you leave a door open, someone's gonna come in.
Right, so I should just call him.
Shit.
Maybe you're a little bit jealous.
Of what?
That I finally found somebody
who loves me and who wants to be with me.
Why would I be jealous?
I'm happy for you.
You make me sound like some kind of monster.
Just manage your expectations, that's all.
It's bad to go into something already thinking it's forever.
Just let it be what it's going to be.
Why is it a jealous thing
to remind you to live in the moment?
I'm just protecting you, honey.
That's all I'm ever trying to do.
And after she found out
he was married, what happened then?
Well, she confronted him, and he turned on her.
He told her if she tried to make any trouble for him,
he'd start by making sure she lost her job.
And what did you think at that point?
I was devastated for her.
And I was... worried.
The way she was describing him, he was a...
a completely different person
than the one I'd been hearing about.
Instead of a loving boyfriend, suddenly,
there's this angry, powerful guy, and...
my daughter's not his girlfriend now,
she's his problem.
And what happened next, Mr. Forrest?
She called me.
She was hysterical.
She said she'd tried to talk to him.
Then he got violent,
put hands on her.
She'd been scared for her life.
I didn't know what to do.
I felt so helpless.
I just told her... told her to get out of there,
come home, I'd take care of her.
And she said she was going to, but before
she could leave, he...
You broke her, and then you killed her!
She was my best friend!
Nothing further, Your Honor.
I'm very sorry for your loss, Mr. Forrest.
One question.
You have no actual evidence
for this "relationship"
between your daughter
and Mr. Gallagher, do you?
Yes, I do.
And...
...what would that be?
There.
Epic. I mean, holy shit.
Come on. This is a page-turner.
- Really? - Yeah.
I remember the one case.
A restaurant, the son beating the dad to death.
Unbelievable.
And the pill mill across the hall?
- Alex threatening the guy in actual words? - Yeah.
That's what he's saying now.
And how many cases, historically, have we seen
of people like him killing people like her for less?
I do have kind of a hard time thinking of Gabriel Ibarra
as a guy who'd solve that problem that way, but...
this is a trial application, right?
You got to pull out all the stops.
But you can't expect me to be that happy about it, though.
I mean, I had you sewn up as one of the greatest secret weapons
any law firm could have.
You working here was gonna make me so look so good,
I should have known it couldn't last.
Anyway... Hey, I almost forgot
the Ukrainian woman's husband trying to beat Dan up,
- thinking he was you. - Yeah, yeah, and the best part
about it is, he violated his parole,
so for the next five to ten, we'll know where he is.
Hey, do you put a full bakery like this out every day,
or just on Mondays? You want to come do some freelance
investigating for us? Hmm?
Every day is muffin day here.
And an omelet bar on Fridays.
Shut your mouth.
when Marcella Leyva
was elected D.A., she asked me
to come over as chief investigator.
Dan was already being promoted as head of Major Crimes.
And he said he'd put in a word for me.
And did your professional relationship
with Mr. Gallagher change as a result of these promotions?
Um, we made a good team.
And it deepened our friendship.
Can you tell us, over your career,
how many homicide investigations have you conducted
or supervised?
- Uh, hundreds. - And that vast experience
must have helped you develop a sense
for whether someone is capable of that crime.
I believe it has, yes.
So, putting aside your friendship,
can you give us your professional opinion
as to whether Dan Gallagher...
...could commit
murder?
Never.
He couldn't do it. It's just...
It's not in the guy.
You said you were concerned
that the victim was delusional and dangerous.
Did you report those concerns
to Human Resources?
I didn't want to escalate the situation...
It's a "yes or no" question.
No.
Did you report the situation
to the district attorney, or to the victim's supervisor,
- Ms. Lewis? - No.
Did you contact the LAPD
to report this delusional
and dangerous woman?
No, I did not.
Thank you, Detective.
Detective, is it true that you went
to Ms. Forrest's apartment building
on the day of her murder?
- I... - Yes or no, please.
Yes.
That's all, Detective. Thank you.
I got her address from the employee roster,
and I went there to speak with her.
I thought maybe if we spoke someplace that she felt safe,
she would hear me when I told her
that I am a family man,
that I would never reciprocate her feelings.
And I wanted to avoid a public spectacle for her sake.
In retrospect, I know that was naive.
I don't think I realized how far gone she was.
Until she kidnapped my daughter.
So that's why they recovered your fingerprints
inside Alex's apartment?
Yes, it is.
Well, why did you tell Detective Brooker
you didn't know where she lived?
Uh, he's mistaken. I didn't say that.
Dan...
did you kill Alexandra Forrest?
No, I did not.
I have spent my entire life
in the service of justice.
It would go against everything that I believe
to take someone else's.
No matter how afraid I was, I just couldn't do that.
Not to Alexandra Forrest, not to anyone else.
Mr. Gallagher, when
you realized your daughter had been kidnapped by Alex Forrest,
did you call the police?
- No. - The FBI?
I was preparing to call the FBI.
So, faced with every parent's greatest nightmare,
you had to prepare to call the FBI.
Did you ever call them?
- No. - Did you already
know when you came up with the kidnapping story
that you were going to murder her?
I wa-- I di-- No.
You used her, and then you tried to throw her away.
I didn't. I...
And when she wouldn't go,
you threatened her, you physically assaulted her,
and you killed her.
She's ready
to say good night.
You should know that you can say "no"
to what I'm about to ask you.
But you should also know that, after how today went...
...I'm probably gonna need you to say "yes."
Mm, she just said she was a friend of my dad's,
and that he needed me to go with her.
I asked her things, and she knew it all--
my dad's name, my mom's name,
their jobs, and even my dog's name, so...
Hmm, okay, and where'd you two go?
Just to a park, and we walked around.
Hmm.
I'm going to show you a book.
Okay?
Do you recognize it?
Yeah, it's mine.
The Story Of Layla and Majnun.
This book was found inside the apartment
of the woman you went to the park with.
- Do you know how she got it? - I gave it to her.
Can I have it back, please?
Of course. As soon as the trial is over.
Is this a picture of the woman
who took you to the park?
Yeah, that's her.
For the record, the photo
is of Alexandra Forrest. Nothing further.
Thank you.
Ms. Ruiz?
No questions, Your Honor.
Okay, then. Thank you, Ellen.
Thank you.
All rise.
I'll remind you all we're here today because
an innocent woman named Alexandra Forrest was murdered,
and because a jury found Mr. Gallagher
guilty of this terrible crime.
I read your application.
Not only was it well-written and considered,
it raises very compelling questions.
But the salient, relevant argument to be made
is that you are a liar.
You lied to the investigating detective,
Earl Brooker.
You lied under oath at your trial.
You lied at your parole hearing.
So I don't think it's unfair to presume
you've probably lied
in this application before the court.
As a result, it's impossible to know, as I sit here today,
which version of your story I'm supposed to believe.
In this court, the truth is important.
And the truth in this court today is
that you have received more than enough attention
and indulgence
on this case already.
Simply stated, the criminal justice system
has given you all the justice you deserve.
So I'm not going to give you any more.
I'm denying your motion for a new trial.
Please give the defendant written notice
of his right to appeal.
As to the charge of murder,
how do you find the defendant, Daniel Gallagher?
Guilty.
- ...have the time. - The library, right?
Okay.
Oh, hey. Hi. You have a Stella, uh, Chapman
- in your Research Methods section, right? - Mm-hmm.
Well, when's the last time you talked to her?
I... don't know.
- Huh. - How come?
Well, I mean, she hasn't showed up to work study
since Tuesday, and Dr. Ranum said
he didn't see her in morning seminar.
And she's not answering her texts,
and her voice mailbox is full.
Wow. I...
- I-I wish I could help. - Okay.
Okay.
Yeah, that'd be great.
I kept finding reasons not to go to the office
till Arthur finally pointed out
that I hadn't been there in person in an actual year.
So, we, uh...
wiggled out of the lease
and just started working from here.
I can see why.
Yeah, it's crazy.
Sometimes I can't believe I live here.
How are you doing?
I had my hearing.
I was able to stand in front of a judge.
And she denied my application.
And what does that mean?
I will not be getting a new trial.
But did she read the application?
There was so much new information.
Ellen and I... How can they just...?
I'm so sorry.
I have wanted this for so long.
Because even after the way that I hurt you,
you just always...
believed in me.
I wanted you to be able to know that you'd been right to do it.
Now, you will forever have to just take that on faith.
I don't need another trial
to tell me what I already know.
It's what my mom always said.
Faith is knowing without being shown.
I need you to take Ellen.
- Take her with you. - Okay.
- Where are you going? - The house on Satsuma's a shitshow.
I've been leaving Arthur to deal with all of it.
I'll be back. Just distract her.
Don't say anything about us to her, please.
Of course. I wouldn't.
The special.
I'll have the same.
Thank you for coming.
Why wouldn't I?
How else was I going to find out what you want?
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♪ People, let me tell you about my best friend ♪
♪ She's a warmhearted person who loved me till the end ♪
♪ People let me tell you about her, she's so much fun ♪
♪ 'Cause she's my best friend ♪
I am fascinated by fathers and daughters.
Not only were we kind of trying to show the key
of how Alex relates to everyone, what she's trying to get,
but what she can't hang onto
because she doesn't know how to keep it when she has it,
that it's all coming from Stanley.
And also through her mother abandoning her,
which came through Stanley
developing the relationship with Alex that he did.
And so, it's all kinda tied together
and it can't be separated.
'Cause you were so proud in thinking,
because he trusts you to lie for him,
that means he loves you.
When what it really means is that he doesn't love you, either.
I really like this episode.
This peek behind the curtain
for Alex. and getting to see so much
of her relationship with her father.
You just went in my room and took it?
For her? What are you talking about?
What were you gonna say when I realized it was gone?
Were you just gonna let me think I was crazy?
I think it would be easy to make her father
more of a straight-up villain
in terms of what he does to Alex.
There are a few things that you can make a father do
to his daughter that are just completely unforgivable
and sort of easy to understand why he's the bad guy,
but I think we went about it in a more subtle way.
She said that you hated it
and you never wanted to go 'cause you're so bad at it.
I mean, that is just complete bullshit.
I like how you always have one of her little poison poppers
in the chamber these days, though.
When she was still alive, who knew
you were such a fan of hers?
She sure didn't. It's kinda like,
"Why you speak to your daughter this way?"
It's because he doesn't see her that way.
He really sees her as property, as a safe object,
as all of these things that are inappropriate
for a father to use in his treatment of a daughter.
And for someone like Alex, she never had a chance.
I mean, the real question--
How could she leave you, her daughter,
who she's supposed to love unconditionally
for life?
You lied to the investigating detective.
You lied under oath at your trial.
You lied at your parole hearing.
I'm denying your motion for a new trial.
The important thing about courtroom scenes
and trial scenes, for me, are that they are authentic.
You know, I had 15 years in the criminal justice system
in New York. I was a prosecutor
for many years, and then I was a criminal defense attorney for many years.
We need to remember that Dan has tried
probably close to a 100 cases at that point. He was a trial lawyer.
He was an active trial lawyer. He got promoted.
The courtroom is his realm.
It's his office. He's been there
for 15, 16 years.
So the question becomes, what is it like
when the spotlight is turned on you?
When you are in the defendant's chair,
and you can have all the privilege
and all the power,
and still have things not go your way?
And when things don't go your way, how are you able
to get out of a mess
that you've created for yourself?
She just said she was a friend of my dad's,
and that he needed me to go with her.
I asked her things, and she knew it all.
Is this a picture of the woman who took you to the park?
Yeah, that's her. However, he does go a little bit over the line,
there, because it's a fight,
but you're supposed to fight fair.
And in this episode, Dan does not fight fair.
And so his best friend, Mike,
is on the witness stand, testifying for Dan,
and he whispers to Cabral,
"Ask him if he was at Alex's apartment
on the day of the murder." Dan knows he was.
No one else in that courtroom knows he was.
And so, Cabral gets up and asks that question.
Detective, is it true that you went
to Ms. Forrest's apartment building
on the day of her murder?
I... Yes or no, please.
And so he's thrown his best friend under the bus
in order to try to save his own skin.
What we tried to do was get inside his head
and say, "What would this person who knows this system so well
do in order to try to show that he's not guilty?"
The argument that won the day was that he would do anything.