Previously on "Briarpatch"...
This town is full of unsolved goddamn explosions.
- That was you, wasn't it? - You know I have an alibi.
For the second bomb. There was a second bomber.
You're gonna die out here. You know that, right?
The person who killed Felicity is Gene Colder.
He was Brattle's inside man.
If Felicity really wanted help,
she would've called someone.
- She did call someone. - We have to talk.
I need help. Meet me in Packingtown.
Any idea who she was talking to?
Someone she thought she could trust.
Chief Raytek, when you come to me for a favor,
make sure you bring something of equal or greater value to exchange.
Well, well, well...
- This should take care of your problem. - _
Would it be a problem
if Ms. Dill never went back to Washington?
New plan... we're gonna hand him over to justice,
no strings attached, and, hell, they can have Spivey, too.
You do understand what Brattle meant
about Allegra.
And you're okay with it?
Okay with it?
I'm gonna be the fucking president.
What are we gonna do?
We're gonna take them all down.
? My gal is red hot ?
- ? Your gal ain't doodly-squat ? - ? Yeah ?
? My gal is red hot ?
? Your gal ain't doodly-squat ?
? Well, she ain't got no money ?
? But, man, she's really got a lot ?
? Well, I've got a gal, 6 feet 4 ?
? Sleeps in the kitchen with her feets out the door ?
? But my gal is red hot ?
- ? Your gal ain't doodly-squat ? - ? Yeah ?
? My gal is red hot ?
? Your gal ain't doodly-squat ?
? Well, she ain't got no money ?
? But, man, she's really got a lot ?
? Well... ?
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This is the one that makes me rich.
Yeah, Felicity's life insurance policy.
And the one in the green folder is the power of attorney
that makes me rich
if you go through with this fool-ass plan
and get yourself killed.
We're doing this...
now.
The Dill ladies are never lacking in confidence.
All right. Explain it to me...
in detail.
Every minute of their lives moving forward
they are gonna owe to me.
You do understand what Brattle meant
- about Allegra. - Yeah.
And you're okay with it?
Okay with it? I'm gonna be the fucking pre...
Hot damn.
That's our ticket out.
We got a United States senator...
dead to rights.
Immunity? Boy, did I aim low.
This dude gets in the White House,
I might end up the ambassador to fucking Bora Bora.
Oh, please, not that look.
This tape is our ticket to Gene Colder.
Oh, no.
And how do you think Jake Spivey's gonna react to that?
Not real well.
God damn it.
Look, I got the IRS sniffing at everything I own.
I got the FBI breathing down my neck.
The immunity's off the table.
That tape there, that fixes all of that.
That's the ultimate briarpatch right there.
Besides, how you think
you gonna trade that for Colder?
It's been a whole day. He's in the wind.
There's someone who can blow him back this way.
No.
Yes.
Clyde Brattle can bring me Colder, Jake.
We give him the tape in exchange.
No way!
He does not get to win.
You said so yourself.
You're doing this...
for me.
You've done bad things, Jake.
We both have.
We have to make it right...
for Felicity.
So, what, I'm looking at a couple years?
Right?
Still got my land.
It's just that, uh...
you know, after the way we left things yesterday...
I've been kind of wondering if...
We still understood each other.
I'm the person who knows you best.
Remember?
Yeah, I'm in.
What's the move?
- The San Bonifacio Police Department - _
is reporting no progress in the hunt
for the high-school-reunion bomber.
The whereabouts of Captain Eugene Colder...
Hailed as a hero by Chief Eve Raytek,
remain unknown.
Services for fallen sergeant Henry Mock
are scheduled for tomorrow.
Temperatures today are expected
to remain north of 100 degrees...
Thank God you're alive.
Coffee?
You break up with Raytek.
Tell her the plan is off.
She ain't gonna be too happy about that.
What the hell am I supposed to say?
Don't say a goddamn thing.
Immunity's off the table.
And I'm going to prison.
I don't get it, Jake. What changed?
I guess you could say
that I'm ready to take my medicine.
Jake, you're about as ready to take your medicine
as a goddamn Christian Scientist.
We're partners here. You can level with me.
God damn it, I care about you.
It's Pick, okay?
I owe her.
Maybe some good
can come out of this whole mess.
More than a water park.
That water park was a class-action lawsuit
with a snack bar.
It was never gonna happen.
When she hears the state of play,
she'll pivot.
Pivot hard.
Jake, we are the ones
who have to take care of this town
when your girlfriend's back
sipping lattes in Dupont Circle.
No.
Pick ain't going back to D.C.
Oh. Does her senator know?
No, he ain't long for the place neither.
Pick's got something on him.
Something bad.
He can't help himself.
So she's trading it to Brattle
in exchange for Colder.
Look, are we square?
I've given you all I could, Eve.
I'm sorry it wasn't enough.
No, it was more than enough.
You're a good man, Jake Spivey.
Well, thanks, Eve.
You're a pretty good man yourself.
Hey, this ain't bad.
- That's dog food. - Mm-hmm.
Okay, but what makes you think
Colder ain't sitting on a beach in Mexico by now?
All the people he blames for ruining his life
are in this town.
I don't think he ever really left.
Let's see what happens if we bait the hook.
What about his wife?
Do you think she'll give us what we need?
Who she saw Felicity meet in Packingtown?
We'll see.
Visiting hours at County start at 10:00, so...
I'm so sorry, Lucretia.
Don't be.
I am guilty.
I shot that man right between his eyes.
His poor girlfriend.
Christ.
Can I ask...
why'd you two move here?
It's never made sense to me.
It was a couple years ago.
Gene kept getting home from work later and later.
I think he was in over his head.
And then one night, he sat me down at the table,
and he said, "What about Texas?"
I had never lived west of the Schuylkill River.
But he said there would be opportunity here.
He said we could have a house.
We could even have kids.
I don't know why he lied...
because the second we landed, he replaced me.
And I stayed because my dad used to say to me,
"You can survive anything".
Why would anyone say something so cruel to a child?
Luke...
your husband is a bad man.
He's a murderer.
He killed Felicity Dill
and kept you drugged and so spun around
that you killed somebody, too.
I know the truth can be painful...
and I don't want to cause you more suffering,
but you deserve to know.
Thank you.
And I need you to tell me something.
Name it.
That he's not gonna get away with it.
You tell me what I need to know...
and I will promise you that.
I need help.
No, not there. It's not safe.
Meet me in Packingtown.
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New plan.
Screw the public hearing.
Once we get all the evidence from Brattle,
we're gonna hand him over to Justice,
- no strings attached, and, hell... - Boss.
They can have Spivey, too.
You have something I want.
Oh?
Only in person.
And why would I do that?
Because you're out of options.
The senator's gonna rat-fuck you and Jake both.
Once he has the goods on his competition,
he's turning you over to Justice.
- And? - And...
if you meet me this afternoon and give me what I want,
you can have this tape...
and turn the tables on him.
No strings.
You're bluffing.
Where you first dropped me off.
5:00 p.m.
Don't say you're considering it.
They butchered him, boss.
They left his body to bloat in the desert.
Do you understand? All we have to do is leave.
You've got your list of names. You've got the upper hand.
God damn it. You're sentimental, boss.
It's gonna get us both killed.
Sentimental, yes.
You, Sidney,
you are a sentient scouring brush
with fingernails for brains.
You reek of rum and failure.
The only thing more repugnant
than the sight of your face in front of me
is the thought of interviewing another sad piece of gristle
to take your place!
So, yes, I'm sentimental.
Do you know what you are, Sidney?
Expendable.
Eve, I didn't... I didn't know how old those twins were.
Hell, I-I didn't even know they were twins!
They looked exactly alike, Tony.
Your driver picked them up from field hockey practice.
I would also like to say, in my defense,
it was a hookah pipe.
Hoo-kah.
I-I believe the drugs to be cultural,
not... not recreational.
God damn it! This ain't right!
Zip it, Tony.
The pictures in that folder are more than enough
to put you in jail.
So here's what's gonna happen...
you resign...
today.
You head over to your office,
and you pack up your little golf balls.
Pack 'em nice and tight.
It's time to get back to selling used cars
and begging for dry hand jobs in highway rest stops...
Or whatever it was
you used to do before you started using City Hall
as your personal brothel!
Yeah, you are done.
No more chances.
Mm-mm.
Men like you always think you deserve chances.
What...
are you?
I'm the scariest thing in the world, Tony.
I'm a lady with a job.
And I'm good at it.
Hey. Got my message?
Good.
Let's meet and talk.
Here.
Don't tell the nurse.
You were the only one trying to tell me the truth.
From the beginning.
Doing this 50 years.
People only ever believe what they want.
Why keep at it?
Same reason I look at pretty girls' asses...
see if the muscle still works.
Don't play dumb, Freddie.
Do you know who killed my sister?
- Do you? - Yes.
The only thing I don't know
is what you got from your secret source
in the department.
It was Strucker, wasn't it?
He knew.
He told you.
And he was going to tell me.
That's why he had to go...
and why you got spooked.
What are you gonna do about it?
Mm-mm.
No, Freddie.
What are you gonna do?
I can't print this. They'd never let me.
Who'll stop you?
Time's up on the Staghornes...
the Chief.
Choice is yours, Chuckles.
Why not be the one to tip the hourglass?
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I saw that press conference.
What the hell is your angle?
My angle is trying to save your sorry ass, Gene.
- I tried to murder you. - Bygones.
After all, I tried to murder you right back.
Let me just get you a soda.
Tell me one reason why I shouldn't finish you off
right here and now?
Because, Captain Colder, I've got what you want...
A way out.
And you're the only one
who can help me get what I want.
So let's fix this...
together...
for the both of us.
What do you say?
I'm listening.
You okay?
Take a drink.
No, thanks.
Liquor and old Clyde don't really mix.
- You can handle this. - Uh-huh.
Something's changed.
I knew you'd make it out of the desert, by the way.
I'm very proud of you, Jake.
You were always my best boy.
Don't talk to him.
Only to me.
My dear, I'm just glad
he's found a new commanding officer.
He means a great deal to me.
Such a raw talent.
No control.
This is a recording
of the senator conspiring to blackmail,
condoning a murder.
Whoever has this controls him.
Give me what I want, and it's yours.
Gene Colder.
Oh, my.
Are we sure Gene Colder is worth all this effort?
For the purposes of revenge,
any warm body would do.
Maybe Sid would suffice.
We could set it up as a suicide.
You were always magic at suicide notes, Jacob.
Colder or nothing.
Something has changed.
And it's you, Ms. Dill.
You know this world,
and you know your place in it.
I admire that.
You should stick with this one, Jacob.
You might learn something.
We have a deal, Ms. Dill.
Now, as for actually corralling Gene Colder,
that might take some time...
Dear boy...
there you are.
We were just talking about you.
You do have a knack
for showing up when least expected, don't you?
Still, take a seat,
and we can discuss how we're gonna figure out this...
I need you to listen, okay?
Listen.
I'm listening.
I'm not a bad man.
That man there?
He's the monster.
He's done awful things to me.
And what about you, Gene?
- What about the things you did? - Listen to me, Allegra.
I loved your sister so much.
She understood me.
And if I would've just done the job I came here for...
Killing Jake?
Then we would've had a perfect life forever.
But you murdered her.
The woman who betrayed me,
she was someone else entirely.
She had your sister's face,
but something inside her had twisted.
That woman had to die
so I could keep loving my Felicity.
Don't you understand? I still love her!
She knew what you were.
What you are.
A dirty cop, a coward...
- No. - And a killer.
No. No!
For God sakes, Allegra, it's not that complicated.
I'm a good guy!
And now that I fixed this...
You know, he talked too damn much.
You had no right to do that.
I took that weight from you.
It wasn't yours to take!
Raytek!
Eve...
this ain't got nothing to do with you.
Raytek.
Raytek. Where were you?
You said you were gonna cover me!
Cover him? Eve!
He's the bomber.
The first one.
I only did the first one!
Oh, yeah?
Well, then who set the second one?
I don't know!
I know.
It was her.
Guilty.
What did you do?
What did I do? Look over there.
That's Captain Gene Colder
lying in his own blood and piss.
The best goddamn homicide cop this town's ever seen.
He died heroically
in a gunfight with Clyde Brattle.
You have any idea how hard I have to work
so ungrateful shits like you can stay clean?
Why don't you go on and have another drink?
Let us girls work this thing out.
Come on, sit.
- How'd you figure it? - Wasn't that hard.
Military records.
Your partner here...
Ex-partner.
She ever talk about her Army days?
She was in munitions.
Ordnance disassembly and disposal,
which means she knew exactly how to set the bomb
in Strucker's car quickly...
And how to tightrope-walk across a minefield
like this town.
After Colder killed my sister...
You needed to keep the heat off him.
If he got popped for murder, he'd flip on Brattle
and you'd lose your chance to make headlines,
by catching him.
So you blew up poor Calvin Strucker...
The only other cop who suspected what you were up to
and who knew about Felicity's secret apartment.
Plus, you had Floyd Ferness, an ex with anger issues,
all ready to frame up.
Were you trying to kill me that night with Strucker?
Or would that have been a bonus?
You little bitch.
Shh.
We're talking.
Allegra...
this town's been traumatized,
beaten down.
It doesn't need a bath.
It needs a cleansing fire.
Felicity understood. She knew the goal.
Did she know the risks?
I loved your sister.
She reminded me of myself when I was younger...
plucky...
full of so much hope,
she damn near floated off the ground.
Couple months back, she came to me
with tears in her eyes.
She'd messed up, she said.
Had a few too many.
Slept with Gene Colder...
her boss,
a married man.
I told her not to worry.
It happens.
Ain't that right?
Then she started telling me
other things about Gene, you know?
All the money he had lying around,
weapons,
a particular interest in that jackass right there.
She figured it out. All of it.
And instead of doing your job,
you convinced her to fake a relationship with Colder.
The longer she kept him distracted,
the more likely Brattle would come to kill Jake himself.
You didn't love her.
You used her.
When are you gonna stop treating Felicity like a kid?
Huh?
She volunteered!
Hell, she was eager.
When Colder gave her the dirty money
for the complex, I told her to go with it, yeah.
I also told her to get her own place,
above the tamale shop,
so she wouldn't lose herself completely.
Hey, Pick?
I swear I didn't know about any of this.
Of course you didn't...
'cause you never asked.
You're the hungriest, greediest boy in the world,
and you always expect someone else to pick up the tab.
Allegra, there's a way for all three of us
to walk out of here happy.
I delivered Gene Colder to you, so you got your revenge.
We blackmail the senator, Jake will stay out of jail.
And with Big Tony gone,
I'll get to fix this broken town.
Don't be foolish.
Pick...
Ask her about your land, Jake.
She took it...
all of it.
This building, too.
Horse-traded it to my bosses for her future.
Your shoeless lawyer took the deeds when she left.
It was pretty easy
for my lawyer to figure out how.
I'll break your neck.
You won't even break a sweat.
Was it worth it?
Hell, yes, honey.
It was worth it.
It's always worth it if you win.
No, Pick!
Brattle didn't deserve that recording,
and neither does she.
You hung my sister out to dry.
Both of you.
Abused her youth...
her optimism...
her trust.
All of you are guilty.
And now you think that winning will make it okay.
If this is what you want so badly...
You deserve each other.
No!
Ms. Dill...
I'm pleased you're still with us.
Can it, Cyrus.
It's all on tape.
Everything you said in that room yesterday.
Brattle's dead...
and so is the senator's presidential campaign.
Allegra, blackmail isn't your strong suit.
Doesn't need to be.
What do you want?
I want to be left alone.
And if you give me what I want,
you have nothing to worry about.
But if anyone comes after me, the audio will be released.
And if that happens...
the only time the senator's name
will get mentioned inside the Beltway
will be in regards to sentencing guidelines.
The FBI is already en route.
They're expecting to arrest Brattle
and Spivey.
I'm to believe you have a copy of this recording secured?
I need help.
No, not there. It's not safe.
Meet me in Packingtown.
We have to talk.
I need help.
No, not there. It's not safe.
Meet me in Packingtown.
We have to talk.
I need help.
This is not what I taught you to be.
Exactly.
Left alone.
Well played, Ms. Dill.
I'm done playing, Cyrus.
I quit.
They're dead. They're all dead.
Because of you!
God damn it!
Easy. Easy.
Hey.
Oh...
No!
You know what I love?
Missionary.
I mean, missionaries.
Okay, real talk, y'all.
You may remember my boyfriend, Harold.
May I help you, miss?
- I'm checking out of my room. - Wonderful.
Room 981, correct?
How was your stay?
When I was a kid, I used to think
this place was haunted.
Pure evil.
Now it's just a house.
Places are just places, Allegra.
It's the people who live there that give it all its power.
Like Felicity.
You were a good friend to her.
And to me.
Now, whether you're a good lawyer...
I am a great lawyer.
You will see that reflected in my bill.
I charge by the hour. You know that, right?
What will you do?
Got some loose ends I got to tie up.
Like Felicity's apartment complex for one.
You still planning on giving it to...
Somebody who deserve it.
Somebody who deserves you, too...
I hope.
So what you gonna do?
I don't know.
For the first time in my life...
I don't know.
One more thing...
how much for the car?
You're serious?
Put it on my bill?
I was gonna walk anyway.
Au revoir, Pickle Dill.
One good-bye to go.
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Okay with it? I'm gonna be the fucking...
We have to talk.
I need help.
No, not there. It's not safe.
Meet me in Packingtown.
We have to talk.
I need help.
No, not there. It's not safe.
This is where you met, isn't it?
The two of you?
Doesn't matter. I know.
Lucretia Colder saw you.
My sister was alone, Jake.
Afraid of everybody.
So she called you.
Her big brother.
What did she ask for?
Money?
Some of your guards?
Maybe she just wanted to talk to someone who knew her.
Someone she could trust.
She was scared, Pick, sure, but...
I just didn't think it was my place to get involved.
So I told Eve,
and she swore to me everything would be all right.
I didn't do nothing wrong.
You lied to her.
And then you lied to me.
I lost you once, Pick,
and I couldn't let that happen again.
Everything I do...
is for you.
It's always been all for you.
My whole life.
Everything you've done...
was for you.
For your ego.
To not be the bad guy.
I was the same way.
And when Felicity needed us,
we weren't there...
Because we could only see each other.
Pick.
That recording's all we've ever wanted.
It's always been the two of us.
No, Jake.
There were three of us.
You know I can't let you leave with that tape.
You broke my heart.
You are my heart.
Bye, Jake.
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