Three years ago, Patty was driving his car and listens to a radio commentator to praise Patty Hewes.
After being hit by a car driven by Michael, she sees him moving away limping.
Patty : Michael?
Michael then went with a friend.
Tanya : Hey.
Michael : Tanya, I need to borrow your car.
Tanya : Oh, shit. Is it Jill? Is the baby coming?
Michael : No. It's, uh... Not yet.
Tanya : What happened to you?
Michael : Can I borrow your car or not?
Tanya : My dad just bought it for me.
Michael : All the times you asked me to help you. It's just for a couple days.
Tanya : What's wrong? Where are you going?
Michael : Can you just get the fucking keys?!
As part of its investigation, Huntley met Victor's friends Michael.
Tanya : You want to know about Michael? Did my father send you?
Huntley : No. I'm working with, uh, Michael's mom, Patty Hewes.
She hasn't heard from him in some time, and I was hoping, uh, maybe you could answer some questions?
Tanya : Okay.
Huntley : When was the last time you were in-in touch with Michael?
Tanya : Well, he borrowed my car a few years ago. That's the last time I saw him.
Huntley : For how long?
Tanya : He never brought it back.
Huntley : And you reported it stolen?
Tanya : My dad did, but the police never found it, no.
Huntley : And that was the last time you were in touch with Michael?
Tanya : We're not exactly friends anymore. The guy stole my car.
Huntley : And he didn't tell you where he was going?
Tanya : Uh, no, and he never returned my calls, e-mails, texts. He just took the car and disappeared. He's an asshole.
Huntley : Well, thank you for your time, Ms. Greenblatt. And I may have some follow-up questions later. If you, um, hear from him or-or think of anything else, please call me.
Patty Ellen gets to the Cabinet.
Patty : Maggie's my new assistant. Use her if anything comes up.
Ellen : Thank you.
Patty : And feel free to use any and all of our resources. I've alerted the accountants. They're aware that you're gonna be drawing funds.
Ellen : Great. I appreciate it, Patty.
Patty : I-I thought I'd put you in here.
Ellen : Tom's office?
Patty : Just... It's been sitting here all this time. So, you might as well take it.
Ellen : If it's okay, I... I'd prefer my old office.
Patty : It's tiny.
Ellen : I don't mind.
Patty : I-I use it for storage.
Ellen : Well, can I clear it out?
Patty : If that's what you want.
Ellen : Yeah. Thanks.
Patty : So, when are you going to bring in Chris Sanchez?
Ellen : I can't. He went back to Afghanistan.
Patty : What? I thought you told me he was your only witness.
Ellen : He is. I think the company pressured him to redeploy.
Patty : Your entire case hinges on his testimony. What are you going to do?
Ellen : I figure I have one of two choices. I could either sit around and wait for Chris to come back, or I could take my chances and file my case. And hopefully, something will come up in discovery.
Patty : If the judge lets you get to discovery. You'll be lucky if he doesn't dismiss the case outright.
Ellen : What would you do? I'm asking your advice. - I know, I know. It's my case. I just thought I'd ask.
Patty : You know what I'd do.
Ellen : You'd file the case.
Patty : If in doubt, throw the first punch.
In Afghanistan, Chris is awakened by his nightmare.
Voice : Sanchez?
Chris : Rayburn! Look at me. Franks! Lowry! Common motherfucker!
Anthony Carter at this time enters in the tent.
Carter : You okay?
Chris : Yeah. That shrink gave them to me.
Carter : Anything you want to talk about?
Chris : Before we left on the last mission... Lowry came to me. He wanted to beg off. Said it didn't feel right. It was too last minute, we weren't prepared. I told him everything would be all right.
Carter : What happened with those guys, Sancho-- It... It wasn't your fault just 'cause you didn't die with 'em.
Before going to church, Erickson made a sermon to his son.
Erickson : There are people in this world who see things differently than we do. They mean well. They really do. But they have different beliefs. We can't change them. We shouldn't try to. But they can't change us, either. It's important to take pride in our beliefs. They are what sustain us and give us purpose. Never forget that. You ready?
Children : Yes, sir.
Erickson : Oohrah! Let's go to church.
An event is organized by the house.
Protesters : Murder for money! Murder for money! Murder for money! Murder for money! Murder for money! Murder for money!
Erickson's phone rings. It's his lawyer who called Jack Shaw.
Erickson : Hear that, Jack? Think maybe you could find a way to get these people off my street?
Jack Shaw : Well, I would, but there's a little thing called the First Amendment.
Erickson : What's going on? I'm taking the boys to choir practice.
Shaw : A wrongful death suit was filed against you and High Star in federal court.
Erickson : What's it say?
Shaw : Three High Star employees - Jay Rayburn, Robert Franks and Thomas Lowry - Were killed during an unauthorized operation in Afghanistan. What do you know about it?
Erickson : Meet me at the house in two hours.
Protesters : Murder for money! - Murder for money!
In Afghanistan, a commando led by Chris Carter and invests a house.
Soldiers : A terre ! A terre ! A terre !
Carter : Put some plastic on these guys.
Soldier : All clear!
Chris : Wait a minute. It's not him.
Soldier : Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
Carter : Mullah Nur Taraki, where is he ?
Chris : He's not here.
Soldier : Hey! Boss asked you a question!
Chris : What? I'm not catching all that. What'd he say?
Carter : He's saying that they're afraid of Nur Taraki. They hate the guy. Okay, let's bring them all in.
Chris : A.C., no, no, no. Come on, man, look at these guys-- They don't know shit. The intel was wrong. Let 'em go. Take off the fuckin' restraints.
Jack Shaw arrived at Erickson.
Shaw : The plaintiff's attorney is Ellen Parsons.
Erickson : Tell me about her.
Shaw : Well, she was a hotshot coming out of law school. Her first job was working for Patty Hewes.
Erickson : Patty who?
Shaw : Hewes. She took down Arthur Frobisher, handled that mess with Louis Tobin.
Erickson : Oh, yeah.
Shaw : Ms. Parsons cut her teeth on the Frobisher case, and then she left Hewes & Associates, went to work in the D.A.'s office, but she didn't stay there. Looks like she went out on her own.
Erickson : Should I worry about her?
Shaw : No. She's just a kid. A bleeding heart trying to make a name for herself. But she doesn't have much of a case. The brief lists a single witness-- Christopher Sanchez. Do you know him?
Erickson : Yeah.
Shaw : Is he a problem?
Erickson : No. And he's working for me right now in Afghanistan.
Shaw : Then don't give this thing another thought. I'll get it dismissed.
Erickson : I'm counting on you, Jack.
Patty asks Victor Huntley.
Patty : What have you found?
Huntley : I spoke to, um... Tanya Greenblatt.
Patty : I have no idea who that is.
Huntley : She worked with Michael at Jill Burnham's art gallery.
Patty : And what did Tanya have to say?
Huntley : Well, she, uh, lent Michael her car just before he disappeared. And I-I think she may be the last person who saw him before he left the city. But she hasn't heard from him since.
Patty : Did she know where he was going?
Huntley : No. No. But I'm fairly certain he went to Boston.
Patty : Why do you say that?
Huntley : Well, I went through that list of, uh, Michael's friends you gave me, and most of them are away at school and didn't really keep up with him, so I tried the social networks. You're not online. I tried to "friend" you, but you don't... you don't have a page.
Patty : No, I don't.
Huntley : You know, it's just extraordinary, the whole paradigm shift in the way people relate. I just... I really think you should... should try it.
Patty : Did you find anything?
Huntley : Um, yeah. The... Have you ever met a Henry Thain?
Patty : Yeah, he and Michael were best friends since they were 11.
Huntley : Well, a couple years back, one of Henry's old Facebook postings read, "M.H. appeared out of nowhere. Needed a place to stay." And that was right around the time that Michael, uh, disappeared, and... Henry was a freshman at B.U. at the time.
Patty : So, do you think there's a chance that Michael is still in Boston?
Huntley : Well, I-I poked Henry to find out, but he never responded, so I'd like to go to Boston and talk to him face-to-face.
Patty : I'd like to go with you.
Huntley : Well, that's not really necessary.
Patty : It's my son we're talking about. Anyway, Catherine's sick. She has a fever.
Huntley : They catch everything at that age, don't they?
Patty : And besides, I don't have a nanny and I... don't have anyone I trust that I can... leave her with.
- - - - - - - - - Three years ago, in Boston.
Henry Thain : Dude, you're rich. Use your credit card, get a hotel room.
Michael : I can't. They can trace it. I don't want anybody to find me.
Thain : What, are you some kind of fucking spy? What the fuck are you running from?
Michael : No one. Just... forget it!
Thain : Even if my roommates agree, the R.A.'s this gay dude who's like the fucking Gestapo. I'm on a shit list for partying in my room.
Michael : Fuck it.
Thain : What? What are you gonna do?
Michael : Do you really care?
Thain : Go back to New York.
In Afghanistan.
Carter : You wanted to see that intel on Nur Taraki?
Chris : Who compiled this?
Carter : Boorman sent it.
Chris : There's a hundred different sources here. You know how long it would take to check all these?
Carter : It's a fluid situation. I doubt the Mullah's in one place for more than a day.
Chris : I don't trust Boorman with any of this shit.
Carter : Why would he lie?
Chris : I got my own contact on the ground.
Carter : Who?
Chris : You don't know him. Someone I used to go to for my own intel.
Carter : Good. Let's go.
Chris : This is a personal relationship, A.C. I need to go alone.
Before the judge. Jack Shaw and Ellen clash.
Shaw : Your Honor, Ms. Parsons' entire case is based on a single witness, Christopher Sanchez, who will supposedly testify to an alleged event. There is no other evidence supporting the plaintiffs' claim.
Ellen : When Mr. Sanchez came forward as a witness, he claimed that High Star was involved in illegal activity that directly led to the deaths of three men.
Shaw : Then why did he go back to work for the company?
Judge : Thank you, Mr. Shaw. I'll ask the questions.
Shaw : Your Honor, Mr. Sanchez recently redeployed to Afghanistan.
Ellen : It's my belief that he was coerced into redeploying.
Judge : And that belief is based on what?
Ellen : Mr. Sanchez has been suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder. He was prescribed medication by his doctor who was later killed under suspicious circumstances.
Shaw : "Suspicious"? What are you implying?
Ellen : Mr. Sanchez believes that High Star may have been responsible for his doctor's death.
Shaw : Keep it up, and I'll have a slander suit filed against you by lunch.
Ellen : Given the circumstances, it simply defies logic that Mr. Sanchez would redeploy on his own volition.
Shaw : I have his contract right here, with his signature.
Ellen : All I'm asking, Your Honor, is that you not dismiss this case until my witness has had the opportunity to go on the record.
Judge : How would you suggest that we do that? He's in Afghanistan. He's working for High Star.
Ellen : They must have access to him.
Shaw : No, we don't. Mr. Sanchez is out in the field on a six-month contract. His assignment requires clandestine movement all over the country, sometimes at a moment's notice.
Judge : Ms. Parsons, you're going to have to wait. Six months won't kill your case.
Ellen : But it could kill my witness. He is in a war zone. He could die at any time. For all I know, the company's already had him killed.
Shaw : Your Honor, this is outrageous.
Judge : Be careful, Ms. Parsons.
Ellen : Can you prove that he's alive?
Shaw : Of course we can.
Ellen : Well, then you must know where he is. Why can't the company produce him?
Judge : It's a good point, Mr. Shaw.
Shaw : Your Honor...
Judge : Are you able to produce him or not?
Shaw : If necessary.
Judge : I want to hear what Mr. Sanchez has to say. I'll give you 48 hours to produce him via video-link.
Shaw : 48 hours? I don't know that that's possible.
Judge : I think you can find a way.
Ellen : Thank you, Your Honor.
Boorman draws at the wheel of his car. Erickson sits next to him.
Erickson: The judge is ordering me to produce Sanchez in court.
Boorman: Sounds like your attorney's doing a bang-up job getting this thing dismissed. Ellen Parsons is back working out of Patty Hewes' firm.
Erickson: How do you know?
Boorman: I got her cell phone tapped.
Erickson: Ellen Parsons filed the case alone.
Boorman: Patty Hewes has got to be putting her up as a front.
Erickson: I don't like this lawsuit. I think it may be time for me to get my check book out.
Boorman: You're already paying Sanchez.
Erickson: I'm not talking Sanchez. I want to offer the families a settlement.
Boorman: Good idea, Howard.
Erickson: I never liked that last mission. The risk factor was off the chart.
Boorman: We had a small window of opportunity. We had to go in.
Erickson: The asset we pulled out, was he worth it?
Boorman: Absolutely. We're getting quality intel out of him.
Erickson: You still have the guy?
Boorman: He's under our control.
Returned home, Boorman talking to someone through a locked door.
Boorman: I got you an egg sandwich. I think, uh... I think you're gonna like it. And you've been very cooperative, so I threw in some dessert.
At Hewes & Associates.
Ellen : Howard Erickson called. He wants to meet with me.
Patty : Interesting.
Ellen : Without his attorney.
Patty : That's unethical.
Ellen : Highly unethical.
Patty : If the judge finds out, you'll get thrown off the case. You and Erickson can't meet alone.
Ellen : That's why I want you to go for me.
Patty : Me?
Ellen : You'd enjoy that, right? Sitting across from Howard Erickson. Finding out what he's up to. Come on, Patty. It'd be fun for you. And I would love to get your take on him.
Patty : I'm sure you would.
Ellen : So, you're not gonna do this for me?
Patty : No reason to.
Ellen : I can think of one.
Chris is at his informant. He was received by his father.
Marwat: Eat some more, Chris.
Chris: No. Really, I'm stuffed. It was delicious.
Marwat: Good Pashto. We are very happy to have you here, very happy.
Chris: How are things in the province?
Marwat: Not very good. There is no safety, little food, less hope. My only wish-- For my grandchildren to know peace in their lifetime, but my son—He believes this is not possible.
Chris: Where is Nasim? I was hoping to see him.
Marwat: My son is out driving his taxi.
Chris: Oh. I'm sorry I missed him. I really need to ask him some questions.
Marwat: Perhaps I can help.
Erickson is sitting in a bar with his son, Jake. Patty arises.
Erickson: There's nothing to be ashamed of, Jake.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Erickson: The sheets. I want you to know it's perfectly normal. You're 13 now. I think it's time you and I had a talk about manhood.
Jake: Can I get the waffles?
Patty: Waffles sound delicious. You don't know who I am?
Erickson: Oh, shoot. I'm so sorry. I feel like a certified ass. Patty Hewes.
Patty: Hello.
Erickson: Jake, I'd like a word alone with Ms. Hewes. Could you give us a minute, son? You got your Game Boy?
Jake: Sure.
Patty: Thank you, Jake. - I have a son.
Erickson: I have four. I heard a rumor Ms. Parsons wasn't trying this case alone.
Patty: Actually, she is. She has no idea I'm here.
Erickson: Then why are you here?
Patty: I have my reasons.
Erickson: Ms. Parsons never got back to me. I was hoping I could find a way forward with her.
Patty: A way forward?
Erickson: Maybe you can carry a message for me. I'm willing to make an offer.
Patty: That's a lot of money.
Erickson: I just want to do what's right for those families.
Patty: Ms. Parsons won't let you. She's not interested in a settlement. She's desperate to make a name for herself. But she's in over her head. If I were you... I'd keep my money. She'll never beat you in court. She doesn't have a case.
Erickson: What is this, some kind of negotiating ploy, or are you angling to push Ms. Parsons out so you can take over this case yourself?
Patty: I have my own cases to worry about.
Erickson: Look, I'm not interested in playing games. This is my final offer.
Patty: This isn't my case. I'm in no position to make a deal.
Erickson: Then do me a solid and pass that along. The offer is generous. Tell Ms. Parsons there won't be another.
Upon leaving, Patty called Ellen.
Ellen: How did it go?
Patty: It was smart to file the case. He wants to settle. He even was willing to negotiate against himself and up the offer.
Ellen: But you didn't accept it.
Patty: No, but you need to take the offer to your clients.
Ellen: They don't need to know.
Patty: That's not exactly ethical, Ellen. It's a substantial figure.
Ellen: I'll think about it.
Patty: Well, anyway, you know that Erickson's scared now, so just keep pusing.
Ellen: Thanks for going to meet with him. I'm glad we could help each other out.
Patty: How's my little girl?
Ellen: She's fine. Don't worry.
Patty: Well, check her temperature every couple of hours, and if anything goes wrong, anything at all, her doctor's number's on the fridge, okay? And make sure she stays hydrated.
Ellen: I'll take good care of her while you're away.
Patty: Listen, I forgot to ask.
Ellen: I'm looking after Chris's dog while he's away. Is it okay if I bring her over?
Patty: Yeah, it's no problem.
Ellen: Okay. Thanks, Patty.
Patty: Bye.
Patty has an appointment with Victor Huntley.
Patty: You drive. You do drive?
In Afghanistan, in Marwat
Marwat: I know who he is. Mullah Nur Taraki. Well-known in this province. Very powerful.
Chris: I was told my men killed his brother, and now he's seeking revenge.
Marwat: Who told you this?
Chris: It's better for you not to know.
Marwat: Taraki's brother was killed, but not by your men. He was beheaded by a rival tribe. Taraki knows this.
Chris: Are you sure?
Marwat: Listen to me, Chris. I am your friend. This story that you have been told-- It's fiction.
Chris: I thought it might be. But that's not the only reason I came to see you.
Marwat: No?
Chris: I need to tell you about the missions I led. Your son, Nasim, helped me with information, what... whatever I needed to do my job. I will always be grateful. But what I did... We interrogated people. I think many of them were innocent. Some of them died. I... I didn't think of it as torture at the time. We-we were doing it for the right reasons. We were. But... I think we did more harm than good. I regret it now.
Marwat: You came all the way to Afghanistan to tell us this?
Chris: I'm very sorry.
Boorman installs a prayer rug and still talk to the person locked up.
Boorman : I'm coming up to get you. Time to pray.
Victor Huntley asked Henry Thain.
Huntley : So you wouldn't let Michael stay with you?
Thain : Look, I'm gonna be late for class.
Huntley : You're not going to turn your back on him again, are you?
Thain : What was I supposed to do, let him live in my dorm? I had roommates.
Later, Patty is on the phone.
Patty : All right, Maggie. That's fine.
Thain : Who is that?
Patty : And tell Girotto I need to push back the deposition again. I'm out of town.
Thain : Oh, fuck.
Patty : Hello, Henry. How are you?
Thain : I'm fine, Ms. Hewes.
Patty : So, you're a junior now. Your parents must be proud.
Thain : I'm so sorry about Michael, Ms. Hewes. When he showed up, we were in finals. I was totally swamped. I really wanted to help him, but...
Patty : Relax, Henry. This isn't about you. You are not in trouble. I'm just trying to find Michael.
Huntley : Any idea where he is now?
Thain : Last time I saw him was a while ago.
Huntley : And where exactly was that?
Thain : He used to hang out across the street from this nightclub called Razor Fish.
Patty : Hang out? And do what?
Thain : Seemed like he was trying to work his way into the scene down there.
Patty : Where did he live?
Thain : In his car.
Patty : So he was homeless?
Thain : I brought him clothes. Even gave him money once. I'm so sorry, Ms. Hewes.
At Boorman.
Boorman: Patty Hewes came instead of Ellen Parsons?
Erickson: I don't know what kind of tag-team they got going on. I offered 'em a shit pot full of money, but they have no intention of settling. - No. I'm not hungry. I'm worried about Chris Sanchez. Who knows what he's gonna say in court?
Boorman: Hmm. He doesn't have to say anything if he doesn't appear. Afghanistan's a war zone, Howard. Anything can happen.
Chris is back at camp.
Carter : What did your contact say?
Chris : Boorman's full of shit. We didn't kill Taraki's brother. The fucking fatwa against me-- All bullshit. What are you doing, A.C.?
Carter : Sorry, man. Lawsuit's been filed. There's going to be a hearing. The company cannot have you talking.
In court, before the TV cart.
Judge : Mr. Shaw, we have been here for over an hour.
Shaw : I'm sorry, Your Honor. They assured me Mr. Sanchez would be online by now. It may be a technical problem. Perhaps we could reschedule?
Ellen : They're just stalling, Your Honor. Either that, or my witness is being threatened.
At that time, the image of Chris appears on television.
Chris : Can you hear me? Ellen?
Judge : Welcome, Mr. Sanchez.
Ellen : Mr. Sanchez, on the day Rayburn, Franks and Lowry were killed, you were on a mission for High Star Security, is that correct?
Chris : Yes.
Ellen : And what was the purpose of this operation?
Chris : Our orders were to escort kitchen equipment to a NATO base outside Kandahar.
Ellen : Kitchen equipment?
Chris : That's correct.
Ellen : Mr. Sanchez, in previous conversations, do you recall stating that you were involved in an illegal operation?
Chris : No. I don't ever recall saying that. We were escorting kitchen supplies.
Ellen : Then how did these men die?
Chris : We were ambushed as we drove through the Kydar Pass. The enemy on the ridge.
Ellen : Mr. Sanchez, is your testimony being coerced?
Shaw : Your Honor...
Judge : He-he... he can answer. Mr. Sanchez, are you under any duress?
Chris : No, sir, not at all.
Ellen : In previous conversations, you told me that you never wanted to return to Afghanistan. What has made you change your mind?
Chris : My mother's sick. I needed the money, so I re-upped with High Star.
Ellen : You may be 7,000 miles away, Mr. Sanchez, but you are still under oath.
Chris : I understand.
Ellen : Do you know the penalties for perjury?
Chris : I'm telling the truth.
Judge : Do you have anything further, Ms. Parsons?
Ellen : No, Your Honor.
Chris : Ellen? My dog is sick.
Judge : What-what...? What did he say?
Ellen : I'm, uh... I'm looking after his dog, Your Honor.
Chris : Can you take her to the vet? Please, Ellen. It's right around the corner from my apartment.
Shaw : Your Honor, this is absurd.
Judge : Mr. Sanchez, we're on the taxpayers' dime here.
Chris : Talk to the vet. The dog-- She was abused by her previous owner.
Judge : Mr. Sanchez, this-this... this situation is over. Thank you very much for your cooperation. Be safe, sir. Wow. At this point, Ms. Parsons, I don't know exactly what you want me to do. I don't see any grounds for a case.
In Afghanistan. Marwat is a prisoner of Carter.
Carter: You did the right thing.
Chris : Let him go now.
Carter (at soldier): Take him home. (To Chris): Sorry.
- - - - - - - - - Three years ago, in Boston, before the Razor Fish, Michael reaches out to a passer-by with two young women.
Michael : Can you help me out?
A passerby : I doubt it. Wait, wait. See this... This is interesting. This guy wants a handout.
Michael : Fuck off.
Passerby : What happened? You run away from home 'cause daddy doesn't love you? Stop feeling sorry for yourself, bitch. Come on, let's go.
Michael observes the ride of a dealer.
Michael : How much shit do you have?
Dealer : Enough. It's 40 a tab. You got the cash?
Michael : No.
Dealer : Get the fuck out of here, man.
Michael : I'll take all you got.
Dealer : What, you gonna rob me now?
Michael : No. I'm gonna pay you for everything you've got. And I want your suit.
Dealer : You're gonna pay me with what?
Michael : My car.
Dealer : What am I supposed to do with that?
Michael : There's a chop shop around the corner. You're a smart guy. Figure it out. You want the car or not?
Ellen has made an appointment at the vet. In the waiting room, the friend of Chris, Tara Conway acknowledges Ghwarri and approaches.
Ellen : Hi. Uh, I signed in. I'm Ellen Parsons.
Tara : What's wrong with her?
Ellen : I'm not sure, actually. I was just told to bring her in. She's not mine.
Tara : Yeah, I know. She belongs to Chris. So, uh, you're Ellen. I saw your name on his phone when you called last week.
Ellen : Oh, right. So you're friends with Chris?
Tara : I-I thought so. But then he dropped off the face of the Earth and... Is he with you now?
Ellen : No. We just knew each other from high school, and he asked me to watch Ghwarri while he was away.
Tara : Away where?
Ellen : Afghanistan.
Tara : He went back?
Ellen : Look, um, I know this is gonna sound very strange, but I think that he may have sent me here to talk to you. Chris insisted that I bring her here. He said that her previous owner abused her. Do you know anything about that?
Tara : All I know is, Chris rescued her from some asshole he was going after over there.
Ellen : What do you mean he was going after?
Tara : Um, I don't know. He didn't really explain.
Ellen : I'm just asking because he wasn't supposed to be going after anyone. He was just there to provide security.
Tara : I'm sorry I can't help. I guess if Chris had wanted you to know something, he would have told you himself.
- - - - - - - - -
Dressed in the costume of the dealer, Michael entered the nightclub and addresses the way with young women.
Michael : Hey, I heard you're looking to buy.
Passerby : You heard wrong.
Michael : You look familiar. Do I know you?
Passerby : I've never seen you before, and I'm not interested.
Michael : My mistake.
Driven by young women, the man recalled.
Young woman : Come on, I want some.
Passerby : How much?
Michael : $80 a hit.
Passerby : I can get it for $40.
Michael : Not this shit.
Young woman : Don't be such a cheap bastard.
Passerby : Fuck it. Give me 20 tabs.
Michael : You won't be sorry.
Young woman : You should party with us.
The next morning in the hotel room where they ended the evening. Michael has prepared, he will leave.
Young woman : Where are you going?
Michael : This was fun, but I got to go.
Before leaving, he took drugs in the jacket of the man.
- - - - - - - - -
Patty and Huntley enter the Razor Fish. The manager of the nightclub's challenges.
Big Ray : Hey, guys, we're closed. And no, you can't use the bathroom.
Huntley : Do I look like I need to pee?
It shows a picture of Michael.
Huntley : Do you recognize him?
Big Ray : Holy shit. That dude? What the fuck ever happened to him?
Huntley : That's what we're trying to find out.
Big Ray : You a cop?
Huntley : Sort of. So what can you tell me about him?
Big Ray : He used to hang out across the street. The kid was an asshole.
Patty : He's my son.
Big Ray : Oh, I'm sorry. I can see that now. You look alike.
Patty : Why was he an asshole?
Big Ray : He started slinging dope.
Patty : So... He was selling drugs?
Big Ray : Yeah.
Huntley : Any of the people he was running with still around?
Big Ray : The dude didn't run with anyone. He was a loner. Pissed off a lot of people. The wrong people. Then one day he disappeared.
Huntley accompanies Patty outside her home.
Patty : Thank you for driving.
Huntley : I've seen this kind of thing before, and I-- I think you should be prepared for, uh, anything.
Patty : You-you think Michael's dead?
Huntley : No, I'm just saying that you should be prepared.
Patty enters his apartment, Ellen welcomes.
Ellen : Hi.
Patty : Hi.
Ellen : Welcome back.
Patty : Thanks.
Ellen : Catherine's doing a lot better. Her fever broke and her temperature's down.
Patty : Oh, good.
Ellen : We had a lovely time. Read all her favorite books twice. She's very sweet.
Patty : Yes, she is.
Ellen : Did you find Michael?
Patty : No.
Ellen : I'm sorry.
Patty : So how's your case going? What does your witness say at the hearing?
Ellen : Well, um, they got him to lie. He was trying to tell me something. I think they were going after somebody over there, but I haven't figured out what he meant yet. I've been lying to myself. I'm stuck. I can't win this case without you, Patty. I want more than just the firm's resources.
Patty : You want the benefit of my experience and advice, so you can make a name for yourself and go out on your own.
Ellen : Why wouldn't I want that?
Patty : All you needed to do was ask.
Carter drives Chris in a room to lock him up. Chris pushes him away.
Chris: What the fuck are you doing? I told them what you wanted! I told them what you fucking wanted! What you fucking wanted!
Carter: We can't let you go back to the U.S. man. This is about national security, and you know it. Back the fuck up. A.C. Don't do this to me! - Fuck! Fuck!
Carter comes out and locks.
A soldier accompanies Marwat. The latter is reluctant to leave the car and walks away. The soldier shot in the back of Marwat, collapses.
You're free to go.
Catherine plays in the living room, Patty looks at thinking about the accident and that he was told his son :
“Getting away from you is the best thing that could have happened to me. People either leave you or they die.”