- The Torah says you must welcome,
feed, love, teach,
and worship with the stranger.
- Mr. Wentworth. - I live here.
- Here, there, and everywhere.
- When I saw his face through that window,
I saw the rage, like he was going to kill Holt.
- Can I trust him?
Because I will not cover up for anybody, ever.
I never have, and I never will. Are we clear?
- Holt's been charged with terrorist threats
and attempted murder for the attack on Anna Harvey.
We still have no idea what happened to Elisabeth Serra.
It's not the case we started with,
but it's the one we have left.
Find out what happened to her.
- Do you mind if we make this quick?
There's a 5K bonus there if I get done by Friday.
- Who handled your family's finances, Mr. Serra?
You or Elisabeth? - She did.
I mean, she made a lot of money first,
till it all went to shit.
- Are you going to bring back my first dad--
- Danny!
- I don't know if I'm OK leaving him with the boys.
- We don't have enough to get
Children's Services involved yet.
- If Elisabeth is dead, she didn't do it herself.
Paul killed her.
- I think that Hanney begged her to go with him,
and she thought about it, and then she said no.
He loses his shit, and then he killed her,
and he dumped her body in the ocean.
Have you ever looked into your father's case?
- No.
I don't think she's out in the ocean.
- Then where is she?
[dramatic music]
* *
[dramatic music]
* *
- [muffled shouting]
* *
[roller coaster rattling]
[excited screaming]
[foreboding music]
* *
[gasps]
[panting]
* *
- [sighs]
[keyboard clacking]
[soft suspenseful music]
* *
[dog barking in the distance]
[distant siren wailing]
[knocking on door]
- Oh, hey. Great, yeah. Come on in.
I guess you got my message, huh?
Great news, right?
The boys are really excited.
- Uh, Mr. Serra,
we're here to check on the status of your missing wife.
We never got a message from you.
- That's weird. I called the--the precinct.
- Good news never seems to reach us.
Only bad news. So please, share.
- Uh, it's Elisabeth.
She, uh--she's fine.
She's alive. She's safe.
She wants to get back together with me and the boys.
Honestly, I still can't believe it.
It's a fucking miracle. - Sounds like it.
- So when did this all happen?
- About an hour ago, she called.
We were on our way out the door.
We almost missed her.
- Did she tell you exactly where she was calling from?
- Yeah, a hotel outside Mexico City.
Actually, I wrote down the name and the address
for you in case you want to check it out.
She lost her cell phone, had to get a temp.
But she sounds good, sounds centered.
- So it ends up she wasn't staying with her parents.
No wonder we couldn't find her there.
- No, no, she said--
she said she had to leave the country
'cause that guy Hanney at the club
was harassing her, all right?
She couldn't tell us where she was going to protect us.
- Why didn't she tell you before?
- She was afraid I'd go after him.
- Oh.
- Now she thinks enough time has passed that
we should just come down and meet her in Mexico, so...
- How wonderful for you and Elisabeth.
- Yeah.
- I hope we can meet her someday when you're all back.
- Uh, yeah, I'll be sure to give you a call.
I think we're only going to be down there about a week, so...
- So when exactly are you leaving?
- We're catching a flight tonight.
- Oh. - Yeah, this is--
it's good news, detectives.
- Can you tell us about the crypto investment?
- Uh, yeah. I mean, I already did.
- Tell us again, one more time.
- OK, um,
Elisabeth got the tip. She bought the crypto.
I transferred it to the holding company,
and then she lost everything.
- Well, wait, before, you said that
Elisabeth transferred the crypto.
- Right, that's what I just said to you.
What--what is your problem?
- There's no need to be angry, Mr. Serra.
- Look, from the beginning,
I have done nothing but tell you the truth.
All you have done is accuse me, all right?
So tonight, I am going to see my wife.
I am taking my children to see their mother.
- You're not getting on any flight, Mr. Serra.
Not until we're satisfied.
- Why are you doing this? Huh?
Haven't we suffered enough?
- Yes, you have suffered, Mr. Serra.
But we've grown to care about your wife and your sons,
also about you.
Please call them back for us.
Allay our fear.
Let us walk away knowing your family's safe.
- I talked to my mom, too.
My dad is telling you the truth.
- Hi, Danny.
Which dad is telling the truth?
What exactly did your mom say to you, Danny?
- That she's coming home to be with us,
and she's never leaving again.
My first dad is.
- He's lying to us.
The number of the hotel in Mexico doesn't answer.
We also put a call into the Mexico City Police Department.
I guess the--
- OK, we need units set up here
and units to watch the Hanney yacht.
For how long?
- Till we have enough to arrest Paul--
or Hanney if his harassment escalated into something else.
- You think Hanney might be the second father?
- I don't know. Kids are involved.
We need to proceed with caution.
- Catch that slip when Paul was talking about the transfer?
- Elisabeth didn't lose the family's nest egg.
Paul did. - OK, airline got back to me.
Paul bought three tickets from Mexico City.
They leave in less than 12 hours,
and we don't have nearly enough to stop them from traveling,
let alone to arrest him.
- 12 hours is what we've got to either clear or convict
Paul Serra or Peter Hanney of killing Elisabeth.
After that, I fear both will be gone for good.
[engine starts]
- Nope, sorry.
I refuse to accept service of process.
I'm hungry. - You have to accept it.
It's a subpoena.
- You're supposed to serve the custodian of records.
Not me. - That'll take two weeks.
- We already gave you people the Serras' account information
from your last subpoena. - You people?
That's not very friendly. - Well, you know, I'm fed up.
You come here during lunch, expect me to forego
a precious few moments of me time, and--
- I'm sorry if you think this is a waste of your time,
but this is how criminal investigations actually work.
Two little boys have lost their mother.
We are trying to find her.
You can hinder us or help us.
- And while you're doing it, we'll buy you lunch.
Anything you want.
He's paying.
I thought crypto was untraceable.
- Everybody thinks that, but they're wrong.
Truly, you can buy crypto with cash or through a broker.
- But if you move the money out of the crypto universe,
at some point, it comes out in the open.
It must.
- Yeah, at which point it's traceable.
So you already have their accounts.
The wire transfers show when they bought crypto
from the broker, Borns Crypto Services.
See?
And a few months later, they cashed out
and got a wire transfer back.
- Can you see who cashed out?
- Paul Serra.
They're doing well, keeping up with S&P,
beating it substantially.
This was the height of their profits.
- How does over $700,000
suddenly crater to basically zero?
Paul losing that money must have made him lose his mind.
- Well, he got greedy.
So to keep in the profits, something compelled him
to plow it into something riskier.
Lost it all.
- What was the riskier investment?
- All I know is he emptied their accounts
and then wired it to a clearinghouse
called Alexandria Profits.
I've heard of them.
They promise huge returns.
- So maybe we can figure out who Alexandria Profits is
by cross-checking it against known places
and then seeing if there's any overlap.
- Alexandria Profits, the lighthouse of Alexandria.
We don't need to look for an overlap.
We already know it. - Oh.
- Thank you. - The club?
- Yes. - It's the club.
Mr. Rasgon, good afternoon.
We want to ask you about Alexandria Profits.
Was it named for the famous lighthouse?
- I wouldn't know.
Give me a sec.
All I can tell you is that Alexandria Profits
was mentioned by club members.
- Which members?
- Strange, I can't remember.
- Mm.
- Perhaps you could help us with another matter.
Something about Elisabeth and a crypto investment?
- I've told you all I know.
- You never tell all you know about anything.
If you did, you'd lose your job.
Right?
Discretion-- that's the name of the game?
- From what I gather from my colleague,
these sorts of clubs are also a kind of
private stock exchange, out of the public eye,
a place to cut business deals, exchange insider information.
- Elisabeth was popular with wealthy men.
She must have picked up some stock tips or crypto plays.
- Yes, the Serras got a tip on crypto,
and they made a lot of money from it.
But then they lost it.
People like that can't hold on to money.
- People like that?
I thought you loved Elisabeth.
- I'm not talking about her.
She wasn't the one who got the tip.
- Paul?
- This was Paul's big chance to prove himself to Elisabeth,
that he could give her what he thought she wanted.
He was installing one of those radiant heat things
for a member. - Which member?
- I don't know, and it doesn't matter.
Elisabeth was always drumming up work for Paul.
For once, Paul was at the right place at the right time,
and he made a healthy sell.
Could have been the start of a great life.
But no, because Paul's a fool,
and he didn't listen to Elisabeth's advice.
He then lost it all.
- Did Elisabeth quit her job
because Mr. Hanney was harassing her?
- Harassing her?
What, is that what you call it now?
We used to call it being in love,
especially when it's mutual.
- Love? - Yeah, the real thing.
- Excuse me.
I should get back to it. - Mm.
- Good luck, detectives.
- There seem to be many versions of Elisabeth.
Maybe she was all the things these men saw,
separate parts of the true her.
- Uh, no, bullshit.
When it comes to women, a lot of men
just see whatever they want to see.
Susanna and the Elders.
Two bad men exploit a good woman.
They offer her a choice.
She either submits to being raped,
or they falsely accuse her of adultery,
which of course meant death.
- Faced with this impossible choice,
she refuses to capitulate.
Instead, she screams for justice.
- Elisabeth never got a chance to scream.
[dramatic music]
* *
- Rabbi, look, I appreciate it,
but we can't accept gifts or outside food.
- Outside? What's outside?
We're in your jurisdiction, part of a grateful community.
- But we can't-- - If you don't take it,
I got to go give two to the fire department.
How is that fair? - Oh.
- It's a holiday basket. Here, I tell you what.
Give it to my friend, Detective Avraham.
He's an excellent sharer. - It's the same thing.
- Avi has a friend?
- At least one that I know of.
- [laughs] OK. - And you would be?
- I'm Detective Harris. I'm a colleague of his.
And he's just parking the cruiser.
He'll be right in. Want me to take that for him?
- Oh, would you? Yes. - Yeah.
- My wife, Mindy, bought it for Sukkot.
I didn't want to have to take it back on the subway.
You're the new partner.
- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah, he talked about you.
- Oh, really?
Good things, I hope?
- No, but he didn't say bad things,
which for him is a rave.
- OK. - Wow.
- Don't worry. I know you're very busy.
I'm just dropping off and leaving.
Chag sameach. See you later.
And by that, I mean, see you later.
If you don't show up, Mindy will be very upset.
- I-I'll come.
I'll do my best.
- He said you're very smart.
- Hmm.
- What? You are very smart.
- Yeah, I'm just trying to process
that you have a friend.
- Look, it took a while, but the bank
finally sent over copies of everything in the Serras'
safety deposit box, and you're right.
It's only on TV that you get everything
all at once, easy peasy.
We printed photos of the contents--
stocks and bonds for the boys,
2018 will that leaves everything
to Paul and the boys.
Letters from Hanney, here.
And these.
- These are just pictures of her with Paul and Hanney.
No pictures of her with her sons.
- These were her private collection,
special moments with the men in her life.
Both of them.
- She looks happy in all of them.
- Leading a double life can be dangerous.
[speaking in Hebrew]
You can't dance at two weddings.
- Maybe she could.
And it was the men in her life that couldn't handle it.
- You're right.
The question is, which man killed her?
- Have you found Elisabeth?
- Oh, not yet.
But we do know that you loved her
and that you wanted her to leave her husband,
and when she wouldn't, you continued to harass her.
- Bullshit.
We were trying to figure it out.
She loved me back.
- Yes, but she wasn't going to run away with you.
- You don't know anything.
She was planning on leaving him
and would have if he hadn't killed her.
- The only way you could make her run
was by taking away absolutely everything from her
and giving her no choice.
And she wasn't even running to you.
She was on her way to Mexico with the kids.
And she would have gotten there if you hadn't killed her first.
- What is this? What are you talking about?
I didn't kill her.
- You stole the Serras' money.
- You think I cared about their money?
This is ridiculous.
- In the lobby of your club,
there's a drawing of Alexandria,
a famous port city beloved by sailors,
built by Alexander the Great,
a place you visited many times.
- So what?
- You also employ a vast array
of computer engineers, financial experts.
It would be easy for you to fool others
with a fake hedge fund account promising fabulous returns,
and name it for your favorite port.
Paul Serra made money from a tip about crypto.
- He got lucky.
- Oh, and you couldn't stand it.
Once Paul was rich, Elisabeth's life was perfect.
The boys were taken care of.
All of her dreams came true.
- She had no reason to leave,
so you took from Paul his wealth,
his dignity, and self-worth.
And by doing so, you hoped to take his wife.
- Time for my lawyer to step in on this.
- Oh, of course.
And you probably will avoid prison.
But you did steal the Serras' money.
You are Alexandria Profits,
and Alexandria Profits is a fraudulent company.
It's a fraud, just like you.
Somewhere along the line, I don't care where you grew up
or how, you left your honor behind.
- You tricked the Serras into transferring
their family wealth.
- I'll take a lie detector.
I didn't fucking kill her.
- That doesn't mean you're innocent.
- Being rich is not a crime.
- Oh, you didn't need the money.
You needed Elisabeth.
And the only way that you could get her
was to destroy her marriage and destroying her life.
- Hey.
I loved her.
We could have been good together, with the boys.
And I would never hurt her.
And anyone who says I did is fucking lying!
- You may not be the killer, Mr. Hanney,
but you're not innocent either.
We may never prove that you committed a financial theft.
Not all crimes can be prosecuted,
but all sins are punished.
You were not the actual cause of Elisabeth's death,
but you were the proximate cause, morally responsible.
If we can't make you pay for it in this life,
believe me, God will.
And your money won't save you.
[tense music]
[suspenseful music]
[sirens wailing]
* *
- We can't go in, Avi.
We have nothing new to justify it.
- I don't care. The boys are in danger.
We're going in.
- What happened with Hanney?
- He's taking a poly, just to be sure,
but I really don't think he killed her.
- Any developments here?
- We've had it covered the whole time.
Uniform saw Paul come out one time to get food,
went right back in.
Ever since, no one's come in or out.
- NYPD, Mr. Serra.
Open the door.
Police, open up!
* *
- Door's down. Move in, move in.
- Paul, where are you?
I've got the kids here.
- [indistinct shouting]
Back room, clear.
- Danny?
Danny? - Bedroom, clear.
- Their pulse is low.
They've been drugged!
- Clear!
- 74 squad to Central.
I need a bus at 1115 Franklin Street.
Tell them to hurry.
I have two unconscious children.
- Copy that. EMS is ten minutes out.
Where is he?
- Apartment's empty. I don't know how he got out.
[mysterious music]
* *
- Back bedroom!
Give me a hand.
Officer, give me your light.
Clear.
Those are drag marks.
- Blood. Plastic.
- You're fucking Peter Hanney?
- I'm leaving you, Paul! - Is this about the money?
Come on! I can earn it back!
Just give me a chance! - It's not about the money!
It's about you and the type of man you are!
[grunts]
- [shouts]
- [grunting]
[unhinged music]
* *
[saw whirring]
- Paul Serra killed his wife.
The bomb scare was an unlucky, random event,
as was you taking his photo.
But if not for that, we never would have known
Elisabeth was missing.
He must have done this work
when the boys were out of the apartment.
- Yeah, and with us on him, he had to speed things up,
which meant drugging the boys when it was time to move her.
- I know where he is.
- [shaky breathing]
[dramatic music]
[footsteps approaching]
- I fini--I finished it on schedule.
They owe me my $5,000 bonus.
Will you make sure that my boys get it?
- Drop the weapon!
- [muttering] It's...
I couldn't do it.
I couldn't leave them orphans.
- Send up EMS. We have a knife wound.
- You wanted to die here with her.
You're too much of a craftsman
to choose any place you didn't build.
Tell the evidence techs
Elisabeth is directly beneath that spot.
- A true confession requires
a complete and detailed account.
- If you want the truth,
God hates me, and I hate Him back.
When Elisabeth and I first got together,
I couldn't believe it.
I thought I was the luckiest man in the world.
Here was this beautiful woman
who wanted to give me everything, two beautiful kids,
a house, a life.
- And you were a wonderful father.
- Yes, I was.
- But you became angry.
Resentful.
Your son couldn't process the change.
Danny imagined a first dad
and a second dad.
- But you were both of them.
- I worked my ass off to get her the kind of money
that she needed, but it was just...
never enough.
- The information you received about the crypto investment
must have felt like a message from God.
- And then, when it was all taken away,
it must have felt like a curse.
And then, when a billionaire like Hanney
comes and tries to take your wife away from you, I mean--
- That fucking guy had nothing to do with it.
- She was in love with him.
- She told you the truth about her affair.
It wasn't about the money at all.
She did fall in love with Hanney.
Hearing that, you lost control.
- And you killed her.
- Tell me, Paul.
Did you believe you deserved this financial windfall?
[soft dramatic music]
- Yes.
- Of course you did.
Because you were a perfect and upright man.
Like Job, you were favored.
But then, seemingly,
for no reason, you were laid low,
made to suffer the loss of riches of hope,
as if you had committed some unpardonable sin,
though you had committed no sin.
- And what kind of god does that?
A pretty fucking terrible one, if you ask me.
- Maybe the issue isn't God.
Maybe you are the issue.
- I never claimed to be perfect.
- Yeah, no shit.
- Guy's a sociopath.
- I think you're someone else in the Bible.
- Who?
- A great man, greater than Job.
A builder of cities.
A man like you used his sacred skill
to produce the first great manmade things.
His only flaw was jealousy.
So when another more pleasing man won favor in God's eyes,
the man who worked with his hand picked up a rock
and smashed God's more favorite's brains out.
You're not Job.
You're Cain, the first murderer.
You cursed God when you murdered Elisabeth,
but you are not God.
Can you stretch the heavens above the Earth?
Do you give the horse its strength?
Can you catch a whale with a hook?
When God favored you, you loved Him!
When He tested you, you destroyed
His most precious creation, life!
The mother of your children!
And like Cain, you have rightly earned God's curse.
* *
- Oh, that's it.
- I'll start the paperwork.
- I would like to be the one
who tells my children what happened.
It's best if it comes from me. [door clicks]
- Ready when you are, Avi. [keys jingle]
- The best thing you can do for your boys now
is to let Dr. Sands and their grandparents help them heal.
That would be the act of a truly loving father.
I believe that would be what the first dad would do.
Don't speak to them ever again.
- Hmm.
I guess you're right. [handcuffs rattle]
- All right. Let's go.
- [yelling]
- Earl!
- [yelling]
- Avi!
- Earl, are you OK? - [groans] I'm good.
- Hey, lock the door! Don't let him out!
- Hey!
- Paul, stop!
[tense music]
* *
- [panting]
- It's done, Paul.
This is not the way.
* *
- [exhales]
- Avi!
[gunshots]
- First goddamn time I ever had to fire my weapon on the job.
- We need backup.
Suspect's down.
- Shit.
- You OK, boss?
- [sighs]
- Sometimes I wish we had nonlethal ways
to stop lethal threats.
- Yeah. In a better world, my friend.
I'm gonna stay until Davies is done with internal affairs,
and then I'm going to clock out.
I'm just beat.
I don't think it'll take that long.
I mean, it was basically suicide by cop.
- What I said to him at the end about
not speaking to his sons--
- Yeah.
All of it was true.
- But not necessary.
Sometimes not even the truth needs to be spoken.
- Hmm.
- Did I drive him to do this?
- Avi, that is crazy.
No, of course not.
He was an evil man, and he made evil choices.
And he was going to get away with that.
- [sighs]
[sighs] Avi...
Thank you for being my partner.
You really taught me something.
- Just one thing?
- [chuckles] Yeah.
How to be a mensch.
And that's not just one thing.
In this job, it's kind of everything.
[gentle music]
* *
- Hey, kid.
Hey. - Oh.
- Daddy!
- Hey. Oh, take it easy.
Yeah, that's okay.
- Hey. - Hi, how you doing?
- You OK? - Yeah, yeah, I'm good.
How you doing? - Good.
- Did you do your homework? - Yeah.
- OK.
Maggie, you're gonna miss your bus.
All right. Have a good day.
- Bye. - Bye.
- Bye, honey.
[knock at door]
- Hi.
How you doing?
- It is what it is.
You guys get your gun, cells, laptops.
Got the all-clear? - Yeah.
Captain, why don't you just go home?
- Plenty of time to stew in it.
I'm on administrative leave
till I can see the department shrink,
who is booked up for a few days.
- A few days? - Mm-hmm.
- You should take more time than that.
- If I need to, I will.
Thanks.
- I'm sorry it fell upon you to protect us.
- Part of the job, protecting you guys.
That's what being in charge is all about.
So be careful what you wish for.
* *
OK.
[keyboard clacking]
[upbeat jazzy music]
- The sukkah, which, not to brag,
I built with my own hands,
it celebrates our exodus from Egypt.
We eat dinner at it every night,
and it celebrates the harvest
and reminds us of our desert wanderings.
- And how long do you do that?
- Seven days.
- How'd they come up with that? Why not six days or eight days?
- God told Moses, right after he gave him the tablets,
God brought Moses back up the mountain
and gave him all the rules.
- Why didn't He put the rules on the tablets?
- How many more questions do you have?
- How long do you have?
- I like her.
- She's gonna be my boss. - Forget your boss.
She should be everybody's boss.
You should run for office.
- I'm planning to.
- Oh, you're already there. - Mm-hmm.
Good for you.
Don't hide your light. That's what I say.
Oh, Mindy just gave me a look.
All right, everybody, we're not getting any younger!
Quick prayer, and then we eat!
- [whispers] I like him.
- [speaking in Hebrew]
- Amen. - Amen.
- Yeah.
All right. Pass it down.
Don't everyone rush the table at once now.
- Pickles? Yeah?
- Yeah, I'll start with the pickles.
If you don't mind.
- OK, OK, wow, wow. - Thank you very much.
- What is this?
- It's stuffed cabbage. - Oh, I love it.
- Come on, Avi! - I love it.
[laughter and chatter]
[phone ringing]
Hello?
[siren wailing, dog barks]
[ominous music]
* *
- That looks like--
- Hebrew.
- Well, what does it say?
- Aba.
It means "father."
[radio chirps] - All units be advised.
A new description of the murder suspect,
last seen fleeing on foot, eastbound--
6 feet, red hair, possibly homeless man,
40 to 50 years old, wounded and bleeding from the face.
- Did you hear that?
- What are you doing?
- [grunts]
Wentworth has a disagreement with someone,
he pulls the trigger.
- Arrives home, but he has no home.
Uses a gun.
But he has no gun.
- So he's the killer.
And he's the victim.
* *
- He was my friend.
[somber music]
* *
"Woe unto them
"that call evil good, and good evil.
That put darkness for light, and light for darkness."
* *
[praying in Hebrew]
* *