The interview can wait, zing life Mr. Ortega.
Sergeant.
I was an FBI special agent.
I know how these things should go.
Sir, we'll interview you as soon as the medic checks you out.
But I don't need medical attention. I'm fine.
Sergeant.
Wilson...
I'm so sorry.
Thank you, Frank.
But you didn't need to come down here.
Yes, I did.
- Look, anything you need. - We'd like to get
Special Agent Ortega checked out so we can interview him.
I'm fine.
Let's just get confirmation of that.
Uh, go with her.
I'll find you, Wilson.
I've known him for a long time.
And her.
Self-inflicted gunshot wound to the head.
Glock 17 found on the bed next to her.
Room set up like a hospital's.
She was real sick.
Excuse me, Commissioner.
Sergeant, CSU wants you to take a look at something
they found out back before they bag it.
Excuse me.
- Hey. - Hey.
Don't get too comfortable. We're on the move.
We're on the move already? Great.
St. Benjamin's Hospital.
Give me one second.
You got to be kidding me.
Mike Gee.
Danny boy. What's happening?
Shouldn't you be at the retirement home down the street?
Ah.
Still bustin' balls, huh?
But seriously, I thought you retired.
I retired from retirement. I'm back, baby.
- You're back on the job? - Yeah.
I might put another 20 in and be a lifer like you.
Not for nothin', but I could see myself
putting in my papers sometime soon.
Who you kidding? Civilian life ain't us.
And vanilla definitely ain't our flavor.
- You're probably right. - Danny...
Hey, uh, my partner,
- Detective Maria Baez. - Hey.
Detective Sergeant
- Michael Gee. - Just Detective.
You know, the man took his stripes back.
What, they busted you down? That sucks.
Nah, man. I'm a cop again.
Nothing sucks about that.
Well...
working midnight sucks.
But I'll see you around.
Why are you bringing this to me?
'Cause it's a ground ball.
Yeah, exactly.
I don't get it.
- You don't like Ws? - Not the easy ones.
Let a junior ADA handle it.
Are you for real?
Let me ask you a question.
Why did you take this job?
'Cause I was done with the cops.
Now I can collect my pension
and get a paycheck from the DA's office.
Instant raise.
Wow. Inspiring.
A real General Patton.
Hey, it's the truth.
It's the truth, but it's not the whole truth.
You took the job because you want to make a difference,
because you want to help people.
Maybe. A little.
A lot. Believe me, I've seen your paycheck.
You're not in it for the Benjamins.
Okay. So what?
So I give a crap.
Yeah, so do I.
I give a big crap.
Point being...
let's start making a difference around here again.
And how do we do that?
Bring me a case
that's truly gonna change someone's life for the better.
Bring me a case that no one thinks we're gonna win.
You got it.
We were having drinks.
Everything was fun.
And then what?
He asked me up to his room.
Did you go?
I said no, like, a hundred times,
and then he said that I had to see the view.
And he wouldn't take no for an answer.
Okay. What happened next?
He started touching me.
You know, putting his hands on me,
leaning in, trying to kiss me.
But you said no.
He kept getting more and more frustrated each time.
Finally, I told him that I had to go.
He blocked the door.
And then what?
This.
I don't remember anything after that.
When I woke up, I... was naked next to him in bed.
And he was passed out, so...
I ran out of there as fast as I could, and I came straight here.
How long ago was that?
A few hours ago.
He could still be there.
Yeah, he could.
Sit tight.
We're gonna go see.
There's an officer outside your door, okay?
Police. Anybody in here?
Hello?
Police!
Baez.
We need the name of the person
this room was registered to, ASAP.
Let's lock it down. It's a crime scene.
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- May I help you? - I'm Detective Reagan.
My partner, Detective Baez.
We're looking for Mark Forman.
My husband?
May we come in?
Yes, of course. Please.
Is your husband home, Mrs. Forman?
What is this about?
His name came up in a police matter.
What police matter?
We really just need a few minutes.
To talk about...
We're not at liberty to say.
We really need to speak to your husband.
Is he home?
Yes, he just got home, but...
Mom, is everything okay?
Uh, yes. Go get your father, please.
Is he in some kind of trouble?
I'm sure he'll fill you in on all the details
after we've spoken to him.
Hello?
Mark Forman?
- Yes. - Detective Reagan.
My partner, Detective Baez.
We need to have a word with you.
Mark...
You should probably say yes.
- Mark, what is going on here? - I don't know.
Maybe we should step outside.
Uh, I think I have a right to know what's going on here.
Let's go to my office. I'll call you from there.
Our office would be better.
Be good for Mom.
It's a bloodstained shirt, boss. A man's dress shirt.
- I understand. - Well, Mr. Ortega...
Special Agent Ortega.
Right. What Special Agent Ortega told our cops
was that he heard a shot,
then he went up to their bedroom.
- Okay. - Found her,
and then called it in.
- Okay. - Didn't say anything
about changing his shirt
and tossing the bloody one out back.
Was he asked if he changed his shirt?
- Boss? - The woman whose side
he never left for 40-plus years
takes her own life in their bedroom.
Might he have held her in his arms to say goodbye?
And might he have taken off the shirt,
wet with her blood, and thrown it out
instead of putting it in the hamper?
And then called 911.
- Well, I... - Clearly, she was gone.
911 wasn't gonna save her.
And he was in shock, as anyone would be.
Nobody's saying that your friend's done anything.
This isn't about friendship.
You don't generally show up to suicide calls.
Well, they generally don't involve special agents or,
in the case of the deceased, a decorated DEA agent.
And nobody's saying Special Agent Ortega
did anything other than exactly what he said he did.
We're all sure that will bear out.
But?
We gotta clear this up, boss.
By the book. One of our detectives.
NYPD needs to talk to him.
Okay.
You know, if anything was off at the scene,
say the placement or the condition of the shirt,
surely Wilson Ortega knows that.
A lifelong FBI agent.
But it's been less than 24 hours.
I mean, he has certainly earned the courtesy
of choosing the time he comes to us.
So we are not going by the book?
We are, just a different book.
Okay, El Exigente, I'm ready for you.
Alexa Hente?
El Exigente. The demanding one.
I think he was played by Ricardo Montalbįn's brother.
What the hell are you talking about?
Come on, you don't remember the guy
from the instant coffee commercials back in the '70s?
For the love of God, please get to the point.
Here's the point.
And the other point.
The other, the other,
and the final point.
You want to tell me what this is all about?
You said you wanted a case that you couldn't win.
A case. One. Singular. Not a half dozen.
Sorry, it's a package deal.
You take one, and you get the others.
And may I ask why?
'Cause it's a pattern robbery case.
Clearly all done by the same guy.
A pattern?
Now I'm interested.
Yeah, well, don't get too excited,
'cause you ain't gonna close any of these.
Says who?
The Manhattan Robbery Squad said
the six merchants who got robbed at gunpoint
refused to give a statement, description, or testify.
Illegals?
These guys wouldn't touch a courtroom with a ten-foot pole.
And you know what, they're right to stay
far, far away.
This is good, Anthony.
This is a worthy fight.
Yeah, well, no fight is worth it if you can't win it.
Watch me.
Hi, I'm Investigator Abetemarco. Can we talk for a sec?
No. Sorry. Very busy.
You don't look busy.
Very busy!
Look, I'm not here to cause any problems,
I'm here to help.
Everything good here. No help. Please, leave.
No, no, I can't do that. We gotta talk.
About what?
Look, on August 21 of this year, you were robbed.
No. No robbery.
Look, I got the police report right here.
A guy robbed you at gunpoint around 2:00 in the afternoon.
He took nearly $800 off of you.
I told police, no charges.
Yeah, well, it doesn't work that way.
No charges!
Look, we've got to fully investigate this case,
find whoever did this to you so we can get him behind bars
and he doesn't do it to nobody else, you see?
So go, do that.
I need your help.
You say you help me, not other way around.
Look, I help you by catching your bad guy,
but you've got to help me help you.
Like what?
Give me a description.
You've got to make a statement.
Maybe come down, take a look at some photos.
No, no, no, no, no, I do none of that.
None of that. Please, leave now.
Look, come down to my office with me.
I promise, nothing bad is gonna happen to you.
No. No conversation!
One way or another, we're gonna have this talk.
Now, please, do it this way.
I don't want the hard way any more than you do.
What hard way?
You see that "A" in your window? I got a magic trick.
I can turn it instantly into a "C."
Am I under arrest or something?
No, no. I mean, should you be?
No. Of course not.
But I'm in here.
Yeah, well, you're in here, and we're in here,
and we're just talking.
Your wife mentioned you just got home.
Where were you?
Look, maybe I should call my lawyer.
Why do you want to call your lawyer?
I just...
No, you can feel free to call your lawyer.
It's fine with us, but you didn't do anything wrong,
and we're just asking you simple questions.
Up to you.
I think something happened to me last night.
But I don't remember anything.
Where were you last night?
At a bar?
Yeah.
My wife and I are getting a divorce,
the kids don't know, and it's a mess.
What bar were you at?
The Leonard Street Hotel.
Did you sleep at the hotel?
Is that where you were coming from
when your wife said you just got home?
Yeah, my wife likes to twist that knife.
Yeah. So you did sleep at the hotel.
I think so.
Do you remember meeting a young woman at the hotel?
No. Nothing like that.
Maybe we should check with the bartender, see if...
Listen, I-I don't want to...
I-I think there was one girl
I-I talked to a little.
Do you remember her name?
What she looked like?
Brunette, I think...
We went to your hotel room, Mr. Forman.
We found a woman's panties on the floor,
and blood on your bed.
Oh, God.
Is this the woman you were talking with last night?
Her name is Natalie.
And she's accusing you of rape.
Okay.
Do I have to be here?
Well, no, you don't have to.
But we can't lock him up unless we get
a positive ID from you first.
I don't want him to see me.
No, he won't be able to see you.
It's a two-way mirror. You can only see him.
If he's in the lineup.
You-you do want him to pay for what he did, don't you?
Yes. Of course.
This won't take long.
Okay.
Well, couldn't you just show me a picture or something?
ID from a lineup
holds up much better in court.
If I identify him, how long will he be in jail?
If convicted, a very long time.
I don't know, I'm not comfortable.
Look, I-I know this is hard, but you've come this far.
That tells me you're willing to see this through. Am I right?
Okay.
Take a good look.
Do you see him anywhere? Number two.
I'll have her sign the positive ID form
and get her home.
Great.
Number two stays, everyone else can get out.
Turn around, sir.
Wait. Wait, wait...
- I said turn around. - No. No!
Wait. Listen to me. Something is wrong.
I would never... I know I would never do this.
Just listen. Listen...
I didn't touch anybody.
I just want to thank you all
for volunteering to come down here today.
Who said anybody volunteer?
He twist arms.
That's exactly right.
I had to make certain encouragements.
There's nothing to worry about.
I had to have my nephew mind my bodega to be here.
He's an idiot.
My wife is covering for me.
Which means someone has to cover for my wife.
Do you know how much babysitting costs?
All right, all right.
The more time we waste, the more money we lose, right?
So let's let her talk, and then we'll get you out of here.
Fine.
I understand you've all made tremendous sacrifices
to be here today.
I promise it will be well worth the effort.
- You're going to reimburse us? - Good.
We can discuss that, but first I want to discuss
the big picture here.
Everyone in this room has had their store robbed
multiple times in the past six months.
Tell me something I don't know.
- Exactly. - Okay, I will.
I can tell you that we can catch this guy.
And when we do, we will put him away
for a very long time.
- Can you get our money back? - We need the money.
That-that I cannot do.
Then what's in it for us?
Yeah, what's the point of this? There's no point.
Gentlemen... the person who robbed you robbed him.
And him, and him.
If he's behind bars,
he can't do that anymore.
Think about all that money in the future
that you'll be saving.
And all we need is a little cooperation.
I no testify.
- Yeah, that is out of the question. - Same here.
I-I understand. I understand.
But if you could give a description,
look at a few photos,
this case would be a slam dunk.
Easy for you to say.
Hey, calm down.
It's okay. What do you mean, sir?
You guarantee no deportation?
Yeah.
Technically, I cannot promise...
- Well, then no testify. - No, no.
I'd rather be robbed by animal with gun
than put on boat to China.
Look, I got to go.
Idiot nephew lose bathroom key. Sorry.
No, no, no, no. Guys, no.
Give us two minutes.
Just hear us out. Just two minutes.
Don't leave.
Guys, come on.
Come on.
I guess you were right.
Maybe.
Maybe not.
Mike...
I wanted to thank you for your help before
with the lineup.
No worries.
Yeah. Perp didn't want to go, did he?
- He wasn't happy. - No, he wasn't.
You really did miss all this, didn't you?
Man, every day.
Every day.
And it's that bad on the other side?
I'm telling you what you already know.
Right. Vanilla's not our flavor.
- Mm-hmm. - Got it.
Hold on. Hold on a second.
Let me ask you a question.
I saw your partner taking the victim out the other day.
She was what, about 20-something?
Yeah. Brunette. Yoga instructor. Why?
So, how does a guy like that
take a girl like that up to his room?
He got money.
Are you saying she filed a false report?
I'm saying this book is missing a chapter.
The service is day after tomorrow.
At St. Ignatius.
Maria gets in from Virginia this afternoon and...
Lucas lands tonight.
It is, uh, important that you understand this, Wilson.
There are no hidden cameras or audio recordings.
If that was meant to calm my nerves,
it had the opposite effect.
Yours?
Simple question.
Yes.
So... you heard the shot...
you ran upstairs.
The deed...
The deed was done.
So you took her in your arms,
- and you held her... - No.
You know when your kids are babies,
every time they cried, you'd go into their room
to take care of them?
These weren't newborn tears.
This was real pain.
And there was nothing I could do about it.
How long?
22 months since diagnosis.
Each month worse than the last.
I made her a nice dinner.
Dressed her in her favorite dress.
Held her and kissed her.
She was the brave one.
She made me leave the room.
She said it was time.
Have you made a confession?
I told the police officers...
I'm talking about your priest at St. Ignatius.
Oh.
Being a cop and Catholic, we get a double whammy.
We answer to two higher powers.
I'm not a cop anymore.
Oh, come on, Wilson. You just don't carry a shield anymore.
Yes, I made confession.
If she's to be given the final sacraments...
Stop.
That's between you and your priest.
So...
...you made your confession, and now
the priest is going to celebrate her life with a funeral Mass
and a blessing at her grave.
Yes.
Sorry to take up your time
on a day like this.
Go to your children, prepare for the funeral.
How you holding up?
I'm scared for my life.
I've never done anything like that.
I'm not a violent person.
How is she?
She'll get through. She seems tough.
Will you tell her
that I'm sorry?
That whatever I did, whatever h-happened in there,
I-I'm sorry.
I will.
Has any of it come back to you?
I only remember the bar.
Do you remember talking to her?
A little.
How you met?
How you struck up a conversation?
Uh, she-she complimented my watch. We just
started talking.
Talked for an hour.
My wife speaks to me with venom in her voice.
It was nice talking to someone who-who didn't.
I get it.
How'd you get her upstairs?
I'm sorry.
My lawyer said I shouldn't talk to you.
You agreed to see me.
So that I could ask you to pass that along to her...
...that I'm terribly sorry.
Can I go, please?
I'll have an officer take you back to your cell.
Go ahead.
Hey. Thought you weren't coming in till later.
I wanted to get a jump-start on some work.
Cool.
- W-What was that about? - What was what about?
You just interviewed Mark Forman again.
Oh. Oh, I just had a question, figured I'd give it a shot.
Without me?
What? You're getting bent out of shape?
What? You're getting defensive for no reason?
No... okay, look.
Uh, my buddy Mike Gee, he planted something in my head
and I couldn't shake it.
Which was what?
Just something that lined up
with what I was feeling during our lineup.
Danny, will you just come out and say it?
You're not gonna like it... okay, fine.
Fine. Uh...
I asked him how he started chatting up Natalie.
He said he didn't.
She initiated the conversation.
Yes. She asked him about his fancy watch.
So now you think maybe she set this whole thing up.
See, this is why I didn't tell you about it,
'cause I knew you wouldn't like it.
Actually, look at this.
Her social media page. Look at these guys she's with.
They're all her age, or younger.
Mark Forman isn't her type.
No, he isn't.
You need to talk to him. We can't stall this any further.
Ortega needs to be placed under arrest.
Then do what you got to do.
This happened in your precinct.
Plus, he will listen to you.
He'll listen to you. You're the prosecutor.
If you think you have enough evidence
that he was involved in his wife's death, indict him.
It's more complicated than that.
- It doesn't have to be. - The PC
has taken a strong personal interest
in the proceedings.
This office has to respect that, to a point.
And we've reached that point.
And for my part, I'm just a sergeant in the precinct
within whose confines the death occurred.
But you speak his language more fluently.
Plus, you inherited his moral compass.
And you didn't?
No, not like you.
My true north is slightly to the left of his
and Danny's is slightly to the right,
but yours lines up perfectly.
I'll try.
Don't try. Succeed.
At least don't quote him at me?
Be careful out there?
- How you doing, sweetheart? - I'm good, how are you?
I'm good. I'm good.
$21.62.
I'll-I'll put this back. I only have a 20.
Know what? Y-You're good.
You're good. Don't worry about it.
- Oh, come on. - No, no, really. You're good.
- You're good. Just go. - No, no. I insist...
Look: just go.
Okay.
- Thank you. - Go, go.
- I appreciate it. - We'll see you tomorrow.
- Thank you. - Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah.
Hey, uh, heads up. It's on, baby.
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Empty the register now. - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- What's going on, huh? - Empty the register, now.
All right, take it easy, man. W-What's going on here?
- Come on. Get the cash. - It's all good. Everything's all right.
Everything's fine.
Here you go.
- Quit stalling. - All right. All good.
- Everything's fine. - Now the safe, fat boy.
- All right, take it easy. - Get it out of there.
- Open the safe now or I open your skull. - There you go. I-I...
Listen, I just work here. I don't have the c...
- Quit stalling! - U-Uh...
Yeah, now you two bananas show up.
Get him out of here.
I got two detectives sitting on his house now.
Not out front.
Nearby.
All I need is the word.
Your word.
To bring him in.
You don't need my word for that.
I know it's within my purview. I m... I meant your blessing.
Did you know she was DEA?
And one of the very few recipients of the Purple Heart
who returned to the job?
I do now.
Like you and Eddie. Two cops.
Can't say as that enters into it for me.
Didn't say it should.
But you said it,
which is your right,
but doesn't change the point of this visit.
The law is the law and no one's above it.
Do you think Wilson Ortega murdered his wife?
I don't. And he wouldn't be charged with murder.
Manslaughter. Six of one, half dozen the other.
We don't have a choice here.
The coroner's report shows that the bullet
entered through her right temple.
Doris Ortega was left-handed.
If I thought for one second that the man had one iota of malice
toward his wife, I'd haul him in myself.
Dad, you cannot do this.
You're looking for a way to let him walk, and you can't.
Maybe you and Eddie
will log 30 years apiece in law enforcement.
Again, that doesn't enter into...
And earn a whole boatload
of benefits of the doubt.
Bless us, O Lord, and these Thy gifts
which we are about to receive from Thy bounty,
through Christ Our Lord. Amen.
How long was Detective Gee
on the job before he retired?
23, 24 years.
Then he goes civilian and then he comes back?
You know. You miss the rush.
Oh, I so don't get that.
- Why? - You're a pro athlete, sure.
Or you're a geezer rock band going on a farewell tour.
Matadors? A lot of them start their so-called final appearances
in their 30s, keep going till they're 50.
But that's the same thing! The rush of the crowd.
Cops, we don't get a rush of the crowd.
We get a crowd screaming "Get the hell outta here!"
Maybe it's the satisfaction of service.
Some of us find a nugget most days.
Well, I guess there's that.
Yeah. You don't think that's possible?
No, I'm sure it's possible.
What's the thing you say to me all the time?
Something, something,
- a day in your life... - Find something you love to do...
And you'll never work a day in your life.
- There you go. - Uh-huh.
I think I'm with Eddie on this one.
I mean, there are a lot of things
that I really love to do, and they don't really pay.
Not true. They're paying
knuckleheads on ESPN right now for skateboarding
and playing video games.
So there's hope for you yet.
Ha, ha.
I just mean it feels like a very long time
since I had an outcome that felt like... voilą.
What, like, rescuing a cat from a tree type thing?
Or reuniting a scared little kid with his family?
Well... yeah.
Well, see? There's the nugget.
Yeah, forget voilą.
We're both in a business where no one walks away all, "Yes!"
The only victories are in making it
a little less terrible for somebody.
Taking a rock out of their backpack.
And when you can truly say things
could've been worse... well, sometimes that's the rush.
Hi. May I help you?
I'm Detective Baez. This is my partner, Detective Reagan.
Looking for one of your instructors.
Sure thing. Which one?
- Natalie? - We got to get out of here.
What? Why?
- That's Mrs. Forman... - Let's go.
Thank you for taking the time to meet with us.
Yeah. We know you've been anxious
to figure out exactly what it is
that's going on with your husband.
Yes, and I've been kept mostly in the dark.
And we apologize for that.
Yeah. Please understand that until we actually arrest someone,
we're not at liberty to disclose why it is
we're interested in them.
He's being arraigned today, and this is the first time
I'm hearing from you, despite numerous calls.
Again, we apologize. It's been a little complicated,
and we've been really busy.
- So what happens now? - We understand
from the DA's office and from his personal attorney
that he will place some amount of bail down,
which will allow him to be released until his trial.
I can't believe he would do something like this,
put our family in this predicament.
It is an incredibly selfish thing to do.
Selfish... How about embarrassing?
Do you have any idea the ridicule
my children are going to have to endure,
seeing his face plastered all over the newspapers?
Actually... we thought you'd be happy about that part.
Happy? Why in the world would that make me happy?
Well, because the more public shame he receives,
the more likely it is that you'll receive full custody
of the children in your divorce.
Excuse me?
He said, the more public...
I heard what he said, thank you very much.
You want to tell me exactly what's going on here?
We were hoping you'd tell us exactly what's going on here.
- Tell you what? - Why it is
that you hired your Flywheel instructor
to seduce your husband, drug your husband,
and then file a false rape charge
against your husband?
Okay.
I've had enough.
I'm not gonna be insulted like this in my own home.
I need you to leave right this minute.
I'm afraid we can't do that.
Maybe I didn't make myself clear.
I said get out of my home, now.
Let me be equally clear. No.
That is, until you've watched this first.
She said the accusation would be enough to ruin him.
Mrs. Forman, you mean.
Yes. That was our deal.
I get him to like me, invite me to his room,
then slip something in his drink to make him pass out.
This is nonsense.
How much?
Ten thousand.
Ten thousand, yet you didn't want to pick him
out of a lineup. Why?
'Cause it wasn't supposed to go this far.
She never said anything about sending him to jail.
I was supposed to recant eventually,
start confusing things.
So what changed?
She offered me another 30,000.
That is a lie!
Ridiculous statements from a...
unhinged, completely unreliable little Flywheel...
Flywheel instructor who turned her cell phone over to us
containing all of the text messages
between you and her on the subject
of framing your husband.
Oh, God.
Yeah. Exactly.
Come on.
- There you go. - Thank you, Joe.
I got to tell you, Erin,
- I'm really proud of you. - Yeah? Why is that?
You took on these cases no one else wanted.
You developed a plan, you executed, and you closed.
You're really enjoying yourself, aren't you?
This steak is delicious. Absolutely.
I'm not talking about the steak.
Then what?
The gloating.
I'm complimenting you.
My plan fell flat on its face.
You solved all the cases,
and now you're rubbing my nose in it.
Is that what's happening here?
Yes, it is, Anthony.
Well, in that case...
I'm really enjoying myself.
A salut.
And I was amazing.
Mm-mm-mm.
The taste of victory. Mmm.
Mmm!
Oh, hey, Mike.
Your wife called and left a message.
- All right. Thank you. - Uh,
it was good to talk to Regina.
It's, it's been a while.
Regina's a keeper.
She told me about your son's illness.
Just wanted to say sorry.
He's a tough kid. He'll pull through.
And Regina?
Regina's a rock. You know how Regina is.
How about you? How you doing?
I'll do, you know, what I need to do.
Your son's illness is why you came back on the job, isn't it?
Look, Mike...
Anything you need, and I mean anything at all...
I'm here for you.
All right. Appreciate it. Thank you.
Hey, Mike? What you said
before about missing the job and not feeling complete
without the shield... true or false?
It's true.
I figured.
Come on in.
Nice.
It's a work in progress.
What isn't?
Coffee?
A quick one. I'm idling at the curb.
Hmm...
- How was the funeral? - Oh...
you know...
Yeah.
One of two things happened.
She couldn't bring herself to pull the trigger
and she begged him...
or he took it upon himself, with her blessing.
You think he'll confess?
He already has.
She couldn't have received the funeral mass
or the burial in the Catholic Church
if she was a suicide.
Wilson would've had to confess to his priest
that he was the one.
And so condemning himself in the afterlife,
in the eyes of the Church.
We don't make the rules.
Look, I'm sorry if I hung you out to dry,
but he deserved the grace
to gather his children and bury his wife.
Don't you think?
Yes.
Summons him to appear in the morning
with a recommendation of leniency to the DA's office.
Class "E" felony. Criminally negligent homicide.
Maybe he gets probation?
No guarantee of that.
No guarantees of anything.
Just the effort.
I'll take care of it.
Thank you.
Your mom...
...for her, there wasn't an option. You just fight.
But... it was hard.
She made me promise not to tell you guys
how really bad it was for her,
toward the end.
Given a lifetime of true love
for another person,
if the circumstances are right...
The opposite, actually.
If the circumstances are as wrong as they can get
for that person that you love...
...anybody's capable of anything.
I don't know, but I can imagine.
I pray you'll never know.