In Toronto's war on crime,
the worst offenders are pursued by the detectives
of the specialized criminal investigations unit.
These are their stories.
These things take time.
Between your agents, our lawyers,
the personnel, screenings...
We understand you gotta do what you gotta do.
We here at Sierra like to call this our Come-to-Jesus meeting.
Speak now or forever hold your peace.
We are just making a radio show.
A radio show that tripled its listeners last year alone.
Janet, you're head of HR over there.
Anything I should be aware of?
No, nothing at all.
No complaints, no concerns.
This entire team has been incredible.
It's the Roman Rush Show.
Our next guest is a soulful, once-in-a-generation talent,
whose music should already be on your playlist,
but likely isn't.
But all that is about to change tonight.
Clara Snow, welcome to the show.
What an introduction, Roman.
I hardly know what to say.
I know what you should say,
and you goddamn know what you should say.
I want to start with a song I wrote not too long ago.
Rachel?
♪ I know you made a mess
Rachel! Open the door right now!
I'm not letting you drag me down anymore!
♪ I'm sorry we're weaker...
You can't hide in there forever, Rachel!
I will wait here all night, do you understand me?!
- Alright! - Yeah, alright!
Just leave me alone!
Look what you're doing!
We're gonna lose everything because of you!
Keep it down in there, or I'm calling the cops!
♪ Hopeless optimist
♪ Or na ïve little kid
♪ I hate that that's the thing they still believe ♪
♪ But I will try
♪ To teach my mind
♪ To say goodbye
♪ In time
You're remarkable. I'm speechless.
Which is not ideal for radio.
Clara Snow. What a voice. What a talent.
You're welcome, Toronto.
- Wow. Lucky girl. - That was amazing.
Yeah. He just made her career.
...back after this commercial break.
You know...
It's not paranoia if they're actually out to get you, right?
Thank you for...
Reaching out.
Sorry about this, folks,
but you're going to need some heat over the next six hours.
We don't want you freezing to death on us.
Alrighty, folks! Next stop, Montreal!
Home of the world's best bagels.
Okay, people, whose bag is this?
Come on, folks, I can't load an unclaimed bag.
Alright. What the hell is in this thing?
Help!
The bus broke down, and we had to switch buses,
and it was the only unclaimed bag.
When you arrived at the depot,
the suitcase was already on the bus?
Wish I could help, Detective Graff, but I didn't see
who loaded the bag.
Ah, it's not your fault.
We'll check on the security cameras back at the depot.
I'm warning you, they are covered in pigeon crap.
We've been talking to management about it, but so far,
they haven't done anything about it.
Well, thank you for your help.
47 passengers on that bus, and no one saw a thing.
Apparently, the cameras down at the bus depot
are out of play too, covered in pigeon crap.
Great.
Look at these wheels, they're pristine.
Apart from a little gravel and grass.
No scuffs on the leather. This bag's new, brand new.
Detective, could you call around to see if any luggage
or department stores sold a Wanderluxe 39-inch
Spinner Trunk, or the whole set, in the past week?
Sure.
Start with stores close to the bus station.
- Of course, Detective Bateman. - Thank you.
Maybe we'll get lucky and the killer bought it in person.
Yeah.
I saw the photos.
Her body was twisted up in that suitcase.
Just stuffed in there like garbage.
Okay, Melody, we can save the editorial.
Ah, she's got a point, Da Silva.
There's not a lot of respect happening here.
If the body's tossed away like trash,
it says a lot about a suspect.
- No defensive wounds? - No.
And no sign of sexual assault.
The victim died by manual strangulation.
Petechial hemorrhaging, swollen tongue,
blood in the esophagus, and we have these.
Look at these bruises.
Could it be an argument that escalated?
I don't think so. The attacker was facing the victim,
probably caught her off guard.
Someone she knew.
We'll get her fingernails and let you know if there's any DNA
hits, but there's also this.
Ante-mortem bruising on both wrists, both ankles,
and at the corners of her mouth.
Based on colouring, I'd say two weeks old.
We think she's been bound and gagged.
Not last night, but sometime in the last few weeks.
Sternal fracture, four months old.
So, pattern of domestic abuse over weeks or months.
Abduction, captivity.
Or BDSM sex that went too far?
If that's it, someone definitely forgot the safe word.
Is that cocaine?
I tested it, and yes,
which is why I'm running the tox screen again.
It came back negative for cocaine,
but positive for Lorazepam and azithromycin.
Stimulants, benzos, and antibiotics.
That's quite the cocktail.
Ma'am? The victim's prints came back.
Rachel Flowers, 31. Address in Kensington Market.
- What's she in the system for? - Shoplifting.
Once, when she was 18. Not exactly a menace to society.
If she'd been working the streets
or trading sex for drugs, we'd have her for more than that.
Any leads from the suitcase?
No. Forensics couldn't pull any prints.
And stores don't even stock that set anymore.
You have to order it online.
So, the killer wore gloves, dumped her body
at the bus depot, and hoped that she wouldn't be found
until Montreal.
And if they didn't have to switch buses,
that bag would be long gone.
In a way, the luggage of it all makes sense.
Inconspicuous, easy to obtain, and easy to transport.
We're looking for a violent romantic partner
who just happened to have a brand new 1,500-dollar suitcase
lying around, and didn't think twice about using it
to dispose of a body.
So, we've got to find this creep fast.
Okay, we just have a couple more things
to run by you, Benji.
So, last night, 7:27 PM,
your neighbour called in a noise complaint,
citing a blasting radio and a screaming match.
Now, Detective Graff thought it must've been a lover's quarrel,
but you said...
"No, Rachel and I were just roommates."
That's right. There was nothing romantic between us.
Well, that's funny.
These two cushions here, Benji, are completely compressed,
whereas this one is hard as a rock.
You and Rachel sat awfully close to each other
for "just roommates."
When we first moved in, we had a thing, and it was brief.
But I realized we were just better as friends.
Is that what the fight was about?
No. When I first answered Rachel's ad
to be her roommate...
She was, like, a lot of fun.
And then a few months ago, she just fell apart.
She lost her job for some reason,
she got all weird and paranoid,
and then she spent her entire savings on drugs.
Well, did she apply for E.I.? I mean, how did she cover rent?
No. She didn't. That's the whole problem.
You must have been angry.
Do you know how hard it is to get an apartment in Toronto
on a carpenter's salary?
I mean, look, I wasn't gonna get tossed out on my ass
because Rachel was going through some, like, quarter-life crisis.
When you and Rachel slept together,
did you engage in any fetish acts?
Any bondage, any rough play?
I'm sorry, what?
No, never. That's not her.
That's not her thing or my thing.
No offence, I mean, I haven't hooked up with her in months,
and I don't know who she's been seeing since then,
but I really doubt that it would involve... any of that.
Well, you never really know a person, right?
Benji, have you got a minute?
So, Rachel's a retro renegade.
I saw her records, DVDs,
but I don't see a turntable, and I don't see a TV.
She must have sold them for drugs.
Well, that would have been recently. There's no dust.
Now, remind me, you said in your statement
that you didn't come into Rachel's room at all yesterday.
Now, you see, it doesn't matter if you don't tell us.
The IDENT team will be able to let us know.
Their DNA testing is very precise.
Okay.
I was in here.
But I was just trying to get her to come out and talk to me.
Come out of where?
What was Rachel doing in her closet?
I don't know. She said she was working.
Rachel Flowers goes out for the evening,
and her former lover, slash roommate,
pawned all of her stuff,
including some high-end recording equipment?
She was months behind on rent. He got desperate.
Gives him a decent alibi, though.
It took quite him a few visits
to lug all this down to the pawnshop.
He was haggling with Pawn Pro Pete
until after midnight, then crashed at a friend's.
Her tablet was wiped when we got there.
Mark's working on it, but it doesn't look good.
Judging from Benji's story and the autopsy findings,
something happened to this woman
three or four months ago that set her off.
If Rachel had applied for E.I. after she lost her job,
then she'd have the money to get Benji off her back.
Maybe she didn't get E.I.
It is possible that her claim was denied.
Maybe she was fired for cause.
Last place of employment, CJYT Radio.
Honestly, it's almost too much to process.
Does her family know?
Well, that's another tragic story right there.
Her parents were killed in a car wreck when she was a teenager.
But do you know if she has siblings, Roman?
I don't.
I mean, we didn't spend any real time together outside of work.
I mean, Jesus. That poor woman.
You know, she was smart, talented...
Such a promising career ahead of her.
Promising career, and yet you fired her?
I didn't fire her.
I did. She was stealing studio equipment.
And I assume it was to fund
an already problematic cocaine habit.
What sort of gear was she taking?
Soundboard. A couple of mics. I don't know what else.
And you actually caught her in the act?
Yeah. We wrapped, and I ran out,
and I ran back up because I forgot my phone,
and when I got here, she was loading the gear
into a service elevator.
What did she say when you confronted her?
I didn't confront her.
I called security. I told them to check her bags.
I was upset. I didn't trust myself
to deal with it without getting angry.
Yet you let her leave with the stolen equipment?
I mean, it was in her apartment the night she died.
I knew firing her for a misconduct
would make her ineligible for E.I.
So I guess I thought of the gear as a sort of a...
Severance package.
Martin, thank you for your time.
- Ready? - Yeah.
It's Paolo, is it? And Gabby?
Yeah.
You guys heading out?
Yeah, we need a drink after all this.
- Yeah, it's a terrible thing. - Yeah.
Did you know Rachel well? Were you close?
Not really, no.
She seemed cool... at first.
- At first? - Yeah, it got kind of weird.
She would show up late, leave early.
Cried a lot.
In the bathroom.
This isn't that kind of job. You know what I mean?
You show up for work, you give 110 percent every time.
What about you? Were you and Rachel friends?
Rachel and I had drinks a few times.
Sometimes, Martin likes to take a bunch of us
out for drinks to wind down.
Uh... I liked her.
Like, a lot, you know? I thought she was really smart.
But it's true, she started to spin out.
Do you have any idea why?
I figured it had something to do with a boyfriend,
maybe her love life.
It definitely wasn't this job, though.
Like, she loved this place more than anything.
- Thanks. - Thanks.
Relationship drama, gets fired, she spirals.
Still feels like we're missing a piece of the puzzle.
Hmm...
Mark. You okay?
I managed to retrieve a video
that was saved in a secured folder on Rachel's tablet.
It's from two weeks ago.
I love seeing you like this.
Helpless. Begging for more.
It's disturbing. But BDSM is not a crime.
Well, no, of course not.
I mean, consensual, safe words, boundaries.
But you can see her clearly hear her say no.
Roman's also lying.
I mean, he said, "I've never spent any real time with her
outside of work."
So what's that? I guess that doesn't count as real time?
Are you suggesting that Roman Rush murdered Rachel Flowers?
We know that he tied her up and gagged her two weeks ago.
It's consistent with the bruising on her body.
It's a good lead, but I am telling you now,
tread lightly with Roman Rush.
That man has a lot of fancy friends.
And this video is a legal can of worms,
so don't let him know that you've opened it.
I assume he filmed it, but do we know how Rachel got a copy?
We don't know yet.
Mark's still digging to see if we can retrieve more files.
Well, just because someone's abusive,
doesn't mean they're a murderer.
But, if Rachel was threatening
to go public with her allegations...
That would provide motive.
And we might have a case.
Deja, I know that I'm the king of small talk,
but please, put me out of my misery. Where are we at?
It's been a long time coming.
Months of negotiations...
...contracts, due diligence. But we did it!
And it's all you. You!
Here's to our new, seven-year,
international multi-million dollar satellite radio deal.
Roman, welcome to Sierra.
Mmm!
Power makes you thirsty!
Ah, and you are amazing.
Would you mind bringing another glass to our friend
Paolo over there?
Even foot soldiers deserve the spoils of war!
You are his producer, Martin. No surprises, right?
No surprises.
Thanks for your time.
We just had a few follow-up questions.
Of course, anything I can do to help.
Last time we spoke to you,
you told us that you and Rachel never spent...
"real time" away from the office.
How would you define "real time"?
I guess I meant that we weren't friends, you know?
We weren't close, we didn't confide in one other.
Did you sleep with her?
Yes. I did. Twice.
When?
First time was three or four months ago,
then again a couple weeks ago.
Hmm. Right.
How would you characterize the encounters?
Well, Detective, they were pleasant.
Enjoyable. Casual.
The first time it happened, she was still dating her roommate,
which I only found out about after the fact.
So then I just left her alone.
Until a two weeks ago.
Yeah, but that was all her.
She showed up at my place, she was a mess.
She was struggling with an anxiety disorder.
Suicidal thoughts after being let go.
I was sympathetic.
I just wanted to provide a safe space for her.
Sure, sure. Of course, yeah.
Ugh, I'm sorry, you know what? I should... I should get this.
Excuse me a moment.
Ah, we're just trying to rule things out, you know?
Narrow the playing field.
Is there any chance that the sex got a bit rough?
And this is not an accusation or a judgment.
I don't care what
consenting adults do in the bedroom.
So, why would you ask that?
There were a few marks
on Rachel's body from a few weeks ago.
Looked a little bit to me like BDSM.
That's what she liked.
That's what she wanted.
I was surprised, but like you, I don't judge.
- Hmm - We were just having fun.
Right. Yeah, well, I appreciate your candour.
Mm-hmm!
Oh, just one more thing, though.
The night of Rachel's murder,
where you were you?
Well, not until I talk to a lawyer first.
Hmm, of course. Thank you for your time.
I thought you'd get more out of him if I wasn't there.
Well, he's that kind of guy.
My favourite. He admit to anything?
Rough sex, consensual, her idea.
- Right. - But he didn't lie properly.
What do you mean?
Well, he didn't lie like a man who knew
that there was any possibility of hard evidence against him.
There was no fear there at all.
It was like that was his truth.
His reality.
What about the night Rachel died? Where was he?
He wouldn't tell me. Suddenly brought up the L word.
Lawyer?
Well, whatever he's up to,
it's worth hiding from the police.
Okay. Roommate says she left the apartment at 9:15.
Now, Da Silva estimates the time of death
was between 10 PM and 2 AM.
Roman Rush was live on air with Clara Snow 'til 7:30.
- Are you sure? - Yeah.
They film all the radio shows for their socials.
Why isn't anything just itself anymore?
I mean, radio's gotta be video,
and video's gotta be a blog, a blog's gotta be a podcast--
Security log has Romah Rush signing out of the CJYT building
at 8:04 PM.
A bunch of them did.
Gabby, Paolo, Martin, and the guest, Clara Snow.
But according to his condo's security cameras,
he didn't come home 'til six the next morning.
Okay.
Gabby said Martin sometimes takes them
all out for drinks after the show.
Maybe they went out together. - Well, let's ask him.
He's Roman's producer, no doubt his babysitter.
He's gotta know the guy better than anyone.
Yeah.
You and Roman, you're on a pretty good run.
Yeah, it's been incredible.
It's a great show, we've been killing it in the ratings.
It's... kind of life-changing.
I'd say career-changing as well.
The Morning Buzz with Josie, The Sunday Giggle,
and the clunker in the crown,
Ray Gun Radio with Riley Richfield.
I do like an alliteration, I do, but that one...
Yeah, they can't all be winners.
I guess what I'm wondering is
why Roman chose you as his producer.
Three failed shows in four years.
I'm an excellent producer.
And those were all good shows,
they just lacked one key ingredient.
- Intelligence? - A great host.
Someone who exudes empathy, magnetism.
Someone special. Lightning in a bottle is hard to find.
The night of Clara Snow's appearance on the show,
did you take the gang out for drinks?
No, I think some of the staff went out,
but I certainly didn't, I was bagged.
- What about Roman? - No, no. He was exhausted too.
He took our guest to Queens Quay to get her a cab.
But... Yeah, I think I didn't see him after that.
Sorry, I don't really get a lot of visitors around here.
I'm all scattered.
I'm embarrassed to say, I... I don't know your music.
Oh, don't be. No one did until now.
Ten years of hard work and nothing.
But 30 minutes on the Roman Rush show,
and I'm signed the next day. It's bizarre.
Do you know Roman well?
Uh, he saw me perform at a folk concert in July.
He's been championing my music ever since.
Do you know a woman by the name of Rachel Flowers?
Why, did you... talk to her?
You haven't heard?
Heard what?
She was murdered two days ago.
I assumed you'd heard it on the news.
Clara, are you alright?
Yeah. I-I just...
I don't really do the news while I'm writing, you know?
It kind of messes with my head, so I just...
I stay off social, I don't do emails,
I just, you know... I-I write.
So I take it you did know Rachel.
Um...
Yeah, she reached out to me for an interview last week.
We talked about my music.
Did you have any further contact?
Right before I went on Roman's show,
she left me another message.
She said we needed to talk about Roman.
She seemed really upset.
She said it was urgent.
And I...
Never called her back.
What did she want to talk about?
Well...
She knew that I...
She knew that we...
Um...
Clara, it's okay.
She had seen
an intimate video
of Roman and I together.
We were at Roman's apartment, about ten days ago.
I didn't even know that I was being recorded, okay?
And I don't know how she saw that, but that...
That was none of her business.
Clara, when was the last time you were with Roman?
Two nights ago.
After I went on his show.
He wanted to see my studio.
So we came back here together in a cab.
He stayed the night.
He left around 5:30,
said he had to get ready for work.
So on the night of Rachel's murder,
you and Roman were together from the start
of the show 'til 5:30 AM.
Roman didn't kill Rachel Flowers,
because he had Clara Snow tied up all night,
judging by the bruises on her wrists.
No wonder he didn't want to tell you where he was.
Look, even if Clara says
their relationship was consensual,
we can still go after him on the voyeurism charge
for planting the camera.
We could even make a case that recording her
without her knowledge constitutes sexual assault.
I mean, there's legal precedent for that.
I don't think Roman was recording Clara ten days ago.
No, Mark found that video on Rachel's own tablet,
and she was staring directly into the camera.
My guess is that she planted the camera
and was sending the feed back to her own tablet.
Which would explain how she saw the footage
of Clara a few days later.
So what, Roman just walks?
No.
Two weeks before Rachel was killed,
we think she talked her way back into Roman's bedroom
to plant a camera before having sex with him.
She put herself in danger to capture the abuse on camera,
and inadvertently captured the assault
of another woman ten days ago.
Ah-ah. Clara Snow's not saying it was assault.
Well, not yet. But come on, Theo,
you know how these cases go. They gain momentum.
First one woman comes forward, and then another, and--
- I hate to admit it... - Then don't.
There's no case.
If Rachel Flowers coerced a man into having sex with her
for the purpose of planting a hidden camera,
she entrapped him.
There's possibly a side order of blackmail.
And the footage is completely inadmissible in court.
Last I heard, you're investigating a murder.
A murder Roman Rush couldn't have committed.
Frankie.
I believe you.
And once you catch Rachel's killer,
we can pull in Sex Crimes, and go after Roman.
How?
Well, if he preyed on multiple women
who came into his workplace, somebody had to know.
We just need to find out who.
Rachel Flowers had an appointment with you
just a few days before she was fired.
Rachel was having issues.
Her coworkers were reporting erratic behaviour.
I called her in to discuss her performance.
Interesting. Your assistant said it was Rachel
who made the appointment, not you.
Okay. If that's what Katie said, then that's what happened.
Look, Rachel wasn't making much sense.
I suspected there were... substances involved.
Did she mention Roman Rush when you spoke?
She did, but there was nothing tangible.
Certainly nothing worth following up on.
The woman was barely coherent.
Okay.
Uh, one more thing.
Can you tell us why you're leaving this job?
I'm moving to Sierra Satellite with the Roman Rush show.
They're bringing over the whole team.
It's a multi-million dollar deal.
They're announcing it next week.
Congratulations.
I smell a cover-up.
And millions of dollars worth of reasons
for anyone involved with Roman
to protect him from a murder charge.
Okay, so who do we think would actually kill
to protect him, or his show?
Janet from HR,
his producer, maybe, his assistants?
His mother. Do we have his mother on the board?
Maybe we should park the "who" for a second
and talk about the "why now?"
If Roman and his enablers
got Rachel fired three months ago,
then she wasn't a threat.
So why kill her now?
Well, someone must've leaked
that she was planning on outing him.
But who would Rachel tell?
She didn't tell her roommate,
and she didn't tell any of her friends, that we know of.
The only person that we know she talked to
in the last two weeks,
the only person she felt might understand?
Clara Snow.
Clara, I wanted to talk to you about the video that Rachel saw.
I believe she set up that camera
to get proof that Roman is abusive,
and you became part of that proof.
I saw the bruises on your wrists.
And I just want to make sure you understand
that just because you consented to sex with Roman,
does not mean he gets to cause you physical harm.
Of course I didn't consent...
to what he did.
But that doesn't matter.
They're gonna pull up every flirty text
that I sent to him over the past few months.
Trot out every sexual partner I've ever had.
They're gonna paint me
as a past-her-prime folk singer
who slept her way to a record deal.
Rachel understood.
She'd been through it.
You know, she filed a sexual assault claim with HR,
requested to be transferred.
Nothing happened.
She couldn't even get that woman on the phone ever again.
So you and Rachel did talk about this.
That interview that I did with Rachel,
it wasn't about my music.
Rachel had decided
that she was going to use her voice.
She was going to create an exposé
to bring down Roman Rush.
So, I told Rachel my story,
and she told me hers.
But I wasn't ready to go public yet.
And so, when we were done,
she gave me the recorder and she said,
"When you are ready, we're gonna play the tape."
And then I never called her back.
And what's worse...
I went on his show.
And then afterwards,
I slept with him again.
You wouldn't be the first.
I could've helped Rachel
when she was still alive.
And I didn't.
So, please, just take this now,
for whatever good it can do.
Clara.
I believe that Rachel was killed
to stop her from outing Roman as a predator.
But the only person
I know she spoke to about this was you.
Wait, so you... You're saying that her...
Her death, that's was my fault?
No, of course not.
Clara, what I'm asking is...
Did you tell anyone else what Rachel was planning?
No, no. I...
Wait.
When I was in my green room, before I went on air,
I listened to Rachel's voicemail.
She said that she wanted to speak out,
that she understood my decision,
but she couldn't wait anymore.
And then Roman's producer walked in.
Martin?
I think it was on speaker.
Clara,
with your help,
I think we can make sure this never happens again.
What's going on?
Clara Snow came to talk to us yesterday.
About you, Roman.
Sensitive stuff. Intimate stuff.
She wants to press charges.
That's impossible. Why would she do that?
After everything,
I mean, I plucked her from complete obscurity.
I featured her on my show, she signed a record deal.
We celebrated together.
This doesn't make any sense.
- Is it true? - No, it's not goddamn true.
Then don't worry about it.
It'll go away. These things always do.
I opened every door for her, I made her a household name!
How dare she? Goddamned bitch!
Stop! Enough!
We're done!
We are not done. We're not done!
Roman, it's over! It's time to tell the truth!
Oh, you want to tell the truth?
You disloyal bastard.
Well, good news, Paolo!
Looks like there's a job opening!
You want to be my new executive producer?
Police, stay down.
You okay? - Yeah.
- Yeah? - Yeah, I'm okay. It worked.
Okay, who do we got here?
Paolo Marcotti, you're under arrest for the attempted murder,
and the murder of Rachel Flowers.
You texted Rachel Flowers on the night of her murder,
said you were gonna come clean with what you know.
You knew exactly what to say to draw her out,
and then you strangled her, shoved cocaine up her nose,
and stuffed her lifeless body into a Spinner Trunk.
Did Roman put you up to it?
Did Martin?
Come on, Paolo, if they did, you should tell us.
It will help you.
"On the advice of my counsel,
I am exercising my right to silence."
Wow. Okay. That's a first.
Okay, what about Clara?
Who told you to make that problem go away?
I mean, we know Roman's your hero.
You'd do anything for him, 110 percent, just like you said.
Yeah. You'd go to war for that man.
And you're a good soldier, Paolo,
but you're not the general.
You don't get to make the decisions.
Three hours ago, we called Roman.
Told him you'd been arrested.
He didn't seem to care.
He's not coming down to check on you.
And he's not sending his fancy lawyers to save you.
He's gonna let you rot.
And I'm okay with that.
Time for Plan B. Let's go rattle some cages.
Happy Anniversary.
Amethyst!
You Googled Lily's birthstone?
What's wrong? You hate it.
No, no, I love it, I love it.
I'm just a bit confused. I...
I thought I saw you ordering
that Wanderluxe luggage set online.
You and me, taking a trip.
Now that Lily's old enough to stay with my mom...
Uh, babe, that luggage was for Roman
as a thank you gift for the Sierra deal,
for bringing me along.
He kind of changed our life, right?
Yeah.
Oh, yeah.
Who's calling the landline?
Be right back.
- Hey! - Yeah, I got your messages.
Oh, guys, I'm sorry. This has been a lot.
Thank you.
Yeah, we heard about your move to Sierra,
and this is really not what you need right now.
Paolo Marcotti is obviously a very troubled soul.
Yes, it's terrible, you know? For everyone.
We're gonna make it work. We're gonna open my new show
with a mental health and wellness week.
Marianne Williamson, Demi Lovato, if I can get her.
Oh, that's splendid.
Making lemons out of lemonade, right?
Lemonade out of lemons, but yeah, sure.
Right. That's why I need a producer.
I need somebody telling me what to say.
He doesn't tell me what to say.
No, right. Sorry.
Nobody tells you what to say, you're lightning in a bottle.
Martin, have you got a minute?
You might want to shut the door.
So Paolo
confessed to the whole thing?
Said he killed Rachel and went after Clara
to stop them both from reporting Roman.
If I had known that Paolo was that unhinged...
Jesus...
I don't even know what to do.
The Sierra deal, it's coming, and it's...
...taking up a lot of time.
How did you even know about that?
Janet Lawrence in HR.
She told us about Sierra
and she intimated that Rachel had filed a complaint.
Now, I know you're all getting paid a lot to right now
to stay quiet, but I gotta tell you,
Janet's a bit of a leaky boat.
Martin said you hired Paolo personally.
Plucked him from a stack of 5,000 applicants.
I mean, he had no education
or experience in radio producing, is that right?
He had talent and drive.
I don't give my employees psychiatric evaluations,
though clearly, I should.
Next time, right?
You know, we did find the Reddit thread he wrote you on.
His user name was @Paulie-M.
"Your voice gives me hope."
"I'm your loyal soldier to the end."
It's a bit intense.
Okay, sure, I knew Paolo was a fan when I hired him.
But so what? All that proves
is that I like having my ego stroked.
Who doesn't?
Is your... ego
what made you take Rachel back into your bed
after she went to HR about you?
I suppose.
But it was a trick.
She didn't want to sleep with you.
She wanted to plant a camera in your bedroom.
- She did what? - She outsmarted you, Roman.
Anything else, Detective Graff?
Yes, as a matter of fact.
I wanted to talk to you about luggage.
We're police, right?
We went to the company and asked for all online activity
in the last two months, and they were happy to oblige.
You ordered a whole set.
And frankly, I was shocked by the price.
I mean, luggage, who knew?
It... It was a gift. For Roman.
Oh. Oh, right.
So, we'll find the rest of it in his loft tonight?
I have no idea what you'll find.
Except proof of him assaulting multiple young women, no doubt.
Even if you find a camera in my place,
I didn't put it there, and I didn't videotape anyone.
I saw the tape.
You know, I actually found it kind of sad.
Seems like the only way you can perform in the bedroom
is by tying women up, and choking them,
and beating them.
I mean, you're not dominating them,
you're levelling the playing field.
You're diminishing them so you can feel strong,
and virile, and relevant.
You know, it's funny.
The public can forgive a man with a healthy sexual appetite
who happens to take things too far,
but they will never, ever respect a man who's weak.
Incapable.
Flaccid.
You know, you might do better to confess to murder.
If you knew what he was doing, why didn't you come forward?
You could've helped Rachel
instead of telling her she could borrow that equipment,
then calling security to get her fired for stealing it.
I'm not proud of that, but she was volatile.
She was messed up.
I had no idea what to believe.
Roman needed her out, and you made it so,
'cause you're a great producer.
I heard rumours about him.
But I didn't know for sure
who he was, what he was.
But now I know.
He needs to be locked up. - Just him?
I'm gonna make you a deal.
I'll tell you everything, whatever you need.
I just, I can't do this anymore,
because it's killing me.
Well...
I don't think so.
I didn't kill anyone.
That's not how this goes, alright?
Martin is the fixer. I do my thing, and he does his.
So, if someone told Paolo
to go after Rachel and Clara, then it was Martin.
Well, he certainly screwed that up.
Yes! Colossal stupidity. He is supremely mediocre
and completely replaceable.
He went rogue without a plan, it's pathetic.
Trusting Paolo with this? What a loser.
No! You don't get to do this!
No, this is on you. You shat the bed!
Stop talking! For once in your life!
You need me to take care of your endless messes, so I did!
There were millions of dollars at stake!
What did you expect?! - Not this, you moron!
None of this would've happened
if you hadn't sexually assaulted
all the women who came into that goddamned studio!
Jesus Christ, Martin, I'm not a monster!
You are a monster!
You both are. You just can't see it.
Get off me, man.
An abuser, an enabler, and a murderer.
Thanks to Rachel and Clara,
we got all three.
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