My name is Bridget. -I witnessed a murder.
Just get up on the stand and tell the judge what you saw,
and we'll protect you. -You don't get it.
Bodaway wants me dead, I'm dead.
I ran to my sister, Siobhan, for help.
Siobhan killed herself, and I assumed her identity.It was so easy.
I saw a way out, and I took it. They all think that I'm her.
I did kill Tyler. -We have a witness that puts you in Tyler Barrett's room
just before his death. -I thought this might help you see things more clearly.
I hated her and I wanted to take everything that mattered to her.
Are you all right?
That was weird. -I, um... head rush.
♪ There's nothing I can do... ♪ That's not mine.
♪ To change your mind now ♪
♪ There's nothing left to lose... ♪
I want you to know that if anything happens to me
or if your friend's body is ever found, that FBI agent back there gets this phone,
which leads to you.
♪ There's nothing I can do ♪
♪ So I just bide my time now... ♪
Find what you're looking for?
It's you.
Why so down, Siobhan?
♪ I can do ♪
♪ Anything I set my mind 'round ♪
♪ I can do ♪
♪ If no one shows it to be true ♪
♪ Believe me, I believe in you ♪
♪ And, no, there's nothing you can do ♪
♪ The things I'm gonna do to you ♪ ♪ Oh, I can do... ♪
Dead? -I can't believe it.
I can't believe it.
Oh, I can't believe it.
She and Andrew seemed so happy.
♪ To make me change my mind now ♪
♪ Change my mind now. ♪
You're putting the house in Miami on the market? -I'm living there.
Well, we'll give you 30 days to vacate the premises.
I'm glad you could make it tonight.
I definitely wanted to be able to tell you in person. -You can't do this to me.
Andrew won't let you. -Andrew the ex- husband won't,
We both know that you're never more
than one disgusting sex act away from shacking up with a new sugar daddy.
We'd love that... we were just talking about going there.
You must be so pleased with yourself. -Andrew just told me
that you're sending Juliet to boarding school. -My apologies.
Catherine, I think you've had too much to drink. -It's time we called you a cab.
I make the decisions about Juliet, not you. -She is my kid.
Catherine, the last thing that Juliet needs
is a chemically dependent, promiscuous part-time parent.
You're not fit to make decisions.
I never want to see you again, and I wish Siobhan was my mother.
Who is humiliating the family now?
♪ If no one shows it to be true ♪
♪ Believe me, I believe in you ♪ ♪ I can do ♪
♪ I can. ♪
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Leave a message and I'll get back to you. Mrs. Martin, Agent Machado.
Call me. -I'm on my way to your apartment right now.
Good afternoon, Kenny. -Right back at you, Mrs. M.
The phone.
Uh, Kenny, I'm sorry, I forgot something.
Agent Machado for Andrew Martin. -I'm sorry, Agent Machado, but Mr. Martin
left for lunch. -You try him on his cell? I can try right away.
Is there a message? -Yeah, just have him call me as soon as he can.
It's urgent. Okay.
Let's go, Machado. Okay, all right.
Hello. -The job didn't go as planned.
What are you talking about? -She eliminated my man.
What? -How the hell?
I think we underestimated her. -Then send someone else.
Finish the job that I paid you to do. -I can't.
She recovered his cell phone.
If anything happens to her, she'll turn it over to the Feds,
and that would be bad for both of us.
Oh, hi, Catherine, do you know where Siobhan is? -Uh, yeah, she went out
to pick up a prescription for me. -Did she say how long she'd be gone?
No, but I know that she had other errands.
Do you want me to give her a message for you? -No. No, this is important.
I'll wait. Maybe I'll catch her.
Hey, Shiv, we need to talk.
Tim Arbogast made me a rather curious offer today. -I think you'll be interested.
Please give me a ring. -So are you sure
you don't want me to give her a message for you?
I mean, if you have to go back to the office.
Maybe. But I need to change my tie first. -I spilled coffee on it this morning.
Well, let me pick one out for you.
I think I can pick out my own tie.
Andrew. Wait.
Catherine, why are you trying to keep me out of my bedroom?
You were about to take a bath in our tub, weren't you?
Even after Siobhan explicitly told you the master suite was off limits.
I-I'm sorry, Andrew. -I just...
It's okay. I won't tell her. -You won't? No. But...
please try to remember, Siobhan opened her heart and her home to you.
Don't abuse her hospitality.
You are too good to me, Andrew.
Let me be clear. -I'm not siding with you over Siobhan
because I'm unhappy in my marriage. -Nor am I showing you any special attention
as a sign of my feelings for you. -This is a one-time courtesy. Do you understand?
Say you understand, Catherine. -I-I understand.
Thank you.
This is a tricky situation with all of us living under the same roof, and...
What the hell?
Shiv! Shiv, Shiv...
Shiv! Oh, my God. -Oh, my God. Oh, my God, Shiv!
Get it all out. That's it, Shiv. -Are you okay?
Oh, Andrew. -I really wish you wouldn't have done that.
What?
But it's just a few hours a week. I mean, why can't the judge be reasonable?
I-I have my OB appointment. -Okay, fine, yeah.
I'll-I'll wait to hear from you. -Well, my petition for supervised visits
with my twins was denied.
Henry, I'm sorry. -This is all gonna be over soon,
I promise. -Siobhan...
I haven't done anything... -except believe in you.
Let's keep it that way. -I don't need any more trouble right now.
What exactly did the attorneys say? -Well, outside of the maid's testimony
that she let me into Tyler's room,
there is no evidence tying me to the murder. -At least not yet.
What? -It's just people have been convicted
with far less evidence than that.
Henry, I don't think we can leave everything to chance.
I mean, our future together depends on this. -Just let my lawyers do their job.
Come on, Catherine, this is insane. -You're not gonna get away with this.
It was supposed to look like a suicide. -And it would have worked, too,
because everyone knows that Siobhan Martin loves money more than life itself.
And now I have to try something different!
And all because you had to come home and ruin everything!
Catherine, it's not too late to put the gun down. It was too late
the minute you took queen bitch here out of the tub! -Think about Juliet.
You don't want her to come home to this. -Oh, you think that I don't know that?
You know what? I ought kill you right now
for even pretending to care about my daughter. -I do care about Juliet.
Liar! -I am the one who loves her!
And that is why I've kept her busy with errands all day,
so she wouldn't have to find your corpse! -Catherine...
Andrew, sit down. -Sit down!
Or Juliet will be the least of your worries.
Hello? -Angel, I need you to run
a few more errands before you come home.
No, but I'm supposed to meet Holland for gelato.
Do it afterwards, sweetheart. Really? -Of course.
Oh, come on. These fakes are better than the real things.
That's the problem. I need three passports
that'll get flagged by INS as counterfeit. -You want me to make you three passports
that's gonna get your ass thrown in jail? -That's exactly what I want.
Could you just send someone over to the apartment, Torrance?
Her life could be in danger. -Yeah, I'm not surprised.
You're like a human IED. -Everywhere you go, there's collateral damage.
Look, let's talk about why I had you picked up.
What were you doing in Rex Barton's house? -My job.
But you don't have a job. -Just send someone over, Torrance.
You're suspended. The Bureau doesn't take kindly
to cowboy agents running their own investigations.
Especially when your illegal search makes any evidence inadmissible.
What do you want from me?
You want me to say I screwed up, Torrance? I screwed up again.
But I didn't go in there expecting to find a body in a freezer.
Everyone is tired of your interference. -Especially the Regional Director.
Which is why she had me book you on the next flight back to Wyoming.
Best part is, if you don't show up tomorrow,
guess who gets to arrest you.
Okay, fine. Just promise me you'll send someone over
to Siobhan Martin's apartment, I'll be on that plane, I swear.
What is it with you and those sisters? -Siobhan Martin isn't safe
anywhere near her husband's ex-wife.
Please?
No sweaters! -What is the matter with you?!
You are going to Cancun, not Chicago. -You need beach attire!
I'm not going anywhere with you. -It needs to look like you are.
What are you talking about? -It's called improvising, bitch!
So, Siobhan comes home unexpectedly and finds her husband and ex-wife
in bed, planning to go away to Mexico.
Gunplay ensues, Andrew is shot dead, I am wounded,
and sadly, Siobhan takes her own life.
It is all so tragic. -Just keep packing!
You're not a killer, Catherine. -Though you have left me no choice!
But you do have a choice. -You just need help. We can get it for you.
Just think about doing it for Juliet. -You just have to put the gun down.
Answer it.
Hello? -Mr. Martin, there are two federal agents in the lobby
asking to see you. -I'm sending them up.
Okay, fine. Thanks.
As I said, this comes as quite a shock. -I wish I could be of more help,
but Catherine bought a plane ticket and left for the airport. -Mexico, you said?
Yes, departing at 4:00. -We'll have someone intercept her at the airport.
In the meantime, how do we contact your wife? -We'd like to make sure she's okay.
Yes, of course.
There you go. -Thank you.
Hello? -Mrs. Martin, this is Agent Roy with the FBI.
I'm sitting in your apartment with your husband. -Is everything okay?
Yeah, everything's fine. I'll let him explain later.
In the meanwhile, can you confirm for me that you're not in any immediate danger?
No, I'm not in any danger.
Okay, just bear with me, Mrs. Martin. -The following is bureau protocol.
If you're in danger and can't say so,
please signal it by using a day of the week in a sentence.
This is silly. I'm at Pilates. -Thank you, Mrs. Martin.
Thank you.
If Catherine Martin returns or calls you, contact us immediately.
I will. In fact, let me give you my private office number
just in case you have any more questions.
I tell you what. Forget it. -My cell's probably best.
Thank you, sir. We'll call you as soon
as she's apprehended at the gate. -Thank you.
You told them about Mexico? -Better that than think you were in the bathroom
with a gun to her head. -Show me that card.
You need to leave. -Well, no wonder my previous offer
didn't persuade you to recant.
I based my generosity on the salary of a hotel maid,
not a high-priced call girl with a taste for Fabergé eggs. -I'm calling the police.
Oh, good. That would be perfect. -I wonder what they'll think of these.
How many names do you have?
These aren't mine. -So said the sad little Russian call girl
as she was deported for identity fraud. -That's right. I did my digging.
I know you've petitioned for citizenship. -I have every right to apply.
And what do you think is gonna happen to that right
when those get turned over to your caseworker?
I'm guessing your citizenship will be denied and your green card revoked.
I bet you'll be back in Leningrad for Tatiana Day.
Unless you withdraw your testimony against Henry Butler.
The card doesn't matter. -They didn't see anything,
because I couldn't risk you hurting my wife. -You can't keep this up.
I said show me the card. -Mom?
Okay, what is going on? -I know you hate my friend Holland...
Dad, Siobhan, what...?
Angel, I'm sorry.
Give me the phone.
Lock the elevator, Angel. -Catherine, this is enough! Think of Juliet.
No more surprises.
You're crazy. -No, Juliet, Siobhan deserves this.
She destroyed our family. -You destroyed our family.
Honey, that is not true! -The hell it's not!
You never cared about me or Dad! -You only cared about yourself!
Don't say that! -Catherine, enough!
Oh, angel, I am sorry. -Do not touch me!
Baby, it's me. -You have to help me.
I've made a mess of everything.
But I did it for you and me. It's what we wanted.
Why would you try and kill Siobhan by yourself?
It was one thing someone else getting their hands dirty,
but now this is traceable to us!
After the second hit attempt, you said "sit tight", so I did!
But I didn't think that meant you were gonna take hostages!
I know, I know. We can fix this. -How?!
You've lost your mind! -Stop yelling at me!
That was Olivia. -Your Olivia and Mama?
Please! -Please...
Yeah. -Good news. The Martins are fine.
I had someone sent over, spoke to Andrew and Siobhan directly.
What about the ex-wife? -Turns out she's trying to leave the country.
We've dispatched agents to all the airports. She won't get far.
Where's she headed? -Mexico. Funny thing is,
she booked a seat for her ex-husband, too.
What? When did she buy the tickets?
Machado, walk away. We're on top of it.
All right, I'll, uh, I'll see you in the morning. -That is not true.
And I need you to stop yelling at me. -Oh, spare me.
Don't talk to me like that. -And you are blowing everything out of proportion!
Listen, you leave me out of this. -You're on your own now.
How can you say that to me? -I thought that we understood each other.
Come on, you're out! -Hey, get your hand... You're hurting me!
In your state, I doubt you'll feel a thing!
You have no right to treat Juliet like that! -I am her mother!
No, not in this house! -I want you out.
And here. -Here's some money for a hotel.
You'll get your bags in the morning.
Andrew threw me out. -I have nowhere else to go.
Come on.
He humiliated me in front of my daughter. -Yeah, told me that I wasn't welcome,
like I'm the problem, when he is the bastard who cheated on me with that whore.
Well, he's an ass.
He's a pompous douche bag. -You know, he's...
Your typical man.
Oh! -No, it isn't.
I'll never be able to look Andrew in the face again.
Ah, hell, it's not true. -I wish it were.
It would serve him right.
I'm just tired of being treated like a doormat
by every guy that I meet. -I get it.
You want them to stop trying to turn you into something you're not.
Ah, you see?
No man can understand me like a woman can.
You know I always had a crush on you, right?
Yeah.
Cheeky. -I'm serious.
When Andrew left you,
I thought he was making the biggest mistake of his life. -You're sweet.
Too bad I have never been into girls.
This is not how you treat someone you love. -"Love"?
Is Mom saying she and Olivia were girlfriend-girlfriends?
Juliet, under the chair, there's a cell phone.
Can you get to it without your mom seeing? -It's okay, she's not up.
Okay. -Well, I expected more from you.
And you promised me more. -You're just like the rest.
All you care about is yourself.
I'm nothing to you. -Just another doormat.
Oh, you're so dramatic. -Oh, no, don't you dare. Don't you dare.
'Cause you want drama, I will give you drama.
Hello? Hello?
It's okay, Momma. -It's okay.
Everything's gonna be fine.
Catherine, why don't you put that gun down. -You can't keep us here forever.
Someone's going to figure out we're being held
against our will in our own apartment. -I can't believe you're being so oblivious.
Olivia Charles doesn't care about anyone but herself.
You know, you don't even know what you're talking about.
Olivia has nothing to do with this. -That was her voice on your phone.
I'd recognize it anywhere. -So what if it was?
You'll be dead soon. -Momma, please.
You don't even know where Olivia is. -Of course I do.
You're lying. -Olivia would never trust her well-being
to someone like you.
You know, the only reason that Olivia is safe is because of me.
I put her up at my sister's rental property. -In Saddle Rock?
Yeah, so what does that matter? -She's manipulating you.
I bet she's been doing it from the beginning.
That is one of the things that I hate about you, Siobhan.
You are such a know-it-all. -You don't know the first thing about us.
A Ponzi scheme? -You could go to jail.
Yeah, I know. -It was only supposed to be a temporary measure,
but then Siobhan found out and threatened to expose Andrew.
I wish I could just blink and make her disappear.
I know it's a horrible thing to say, but I'd pay good money
to see her eaten by a pack of wolves. -I know how you feel.
So you should. -The woman stole your husband.
So I did something about it.
What do you mean?
I paid a guy.
To kill her.
Are you serious?
I hired a guy. -And then the bitch killed him.
Siobhan Martin offed a hit man?
Yeah, and then she got her hands on his cell phone.
And she threatened to give it to the Feds if anyone tried to finish the job.
I, um, I don't know what to say.
Look, I know it is crazy. -But Siobhan took everything from me.
She ruined my life. -How was I supposed to let her get away with that?
Thank God it didn't go down.
It was an awful mistake.
The only mistake you made was not getting that cell phone back.
You don't have a clue.
If I change my story now, there might be questions. -Questions about my life.
Questions I can't answer. -You're making a very big mistake, little girl.
Chyort. Excuse me... Come.
Where? -Oksana? -Stop talking.
Are you joking? -Are you...
You're joking, aren't you? -Don't make a sound.
Ah, I found you.
And now... -I want you.
Slow down, baby. -Let's go upstairs,
have a glass of wine.
You know what?
I think I have something... -a little better.
Hmm?
There you go. -Your turn.
Where were we?
♪ Cover your ears and tie yourself to the mast ♪
♪ I'm telling you right now, you better cast that devil out ♪
Here, baby. Come on.
Hey, you okay? -Wait. Wait, wait.
Hey. -Oksana, are you all right?!
Hey! Hey. -Come on. Oksana!
Come on, don't do this to me! -Oksana!
Hey! Hey! -Don't do this to me!
Oksana! -Come on.
Come on.
I'm in labor. -I need to get to the hospital.
...Olivia Charles. -Please leave a message.
Pick up the phone. -I don't know what to do anymore.
The FBI are watching the airports and the train stations.
I can't just leave. -Not without hearing your voice.
Please pick up.
We have to act now. -We have no way of knowing if Machado heard any of this.
Don't make me end it all. -Because I will.
I love you both... -very much.
What are you doing? I want to cut a deal.
Take me into the other room, and we can talk in private. -Andrew, no!
Sit down, Andrew. -Sit down! Mom!
Sit down! -Mom!
Hi. Where have you been? -Listen, I'm sorry for the way I reacted earlier.
I... I just don't want you to hurt yourself. -I love you.
Oh, I love you, too, baby. -I need you to
come to me directly. -Leave now.
I will. -But I have something that I have to do first.
Remember what I promised you that night? -You're not listening! -Olivia, please.
Siobhan's going to blow the lid off everything. -It'll be fine.
I need to get out of town while there's still a chance.
I promise you, I can take care of this. -It's over for Martin/Charles.
There's nothing you can do. -I have the hit man's cell phone.
Siobhan will be dead by tonight.
I am going to kill Siobhan.
Mommy, please, just-just-just leave! -She's right, Catherine.
It's too late to kill Siobhan now. -Your only choices s to run. -I can't run!
The police are looking for me everywhere. -Then take me with you.
I'll be your hostage. -Siobhan... It's the only way I know
that you and Juliet will be safe. -Juliet...
No. -Cut her loose. No.
Cut her loose! No! -You're not doing this, Siobhan, I forbid it.
If you're going to take anyone, you take me. -You? I don't want you, Andrew.
Or that paperweight that you're planning to bludgeon me with. -Cut her loose!
Stop! If anything happens to Siobhan, I swear I will hunt you down.
Oh, save it for someone who cares.
Baby, we're on our way. -Okay.
I'll see you soon.
That's good. -You're doing the right thing.
Doctor! Wait! -You can't go any further.
But I'm the father. I understand.
But we're prepping for an emergency C-section right now.
Are they going to be all right? -I'll let you know how everyone's doing
as soon as I can.
Why didn't you just send the Feds to the apartment?
Well, 31% of all multiple hostage situations
ends with at least one of the hostages being shot. -And that number doubles
when there's a juvenile involved, so...
I think doing it this way just puts the odds back in my favor.
Why, what do you think? -There we go.
I think you don't know Catherine Martin very well.
Go on. -Just act natural.
Let me state the obvious. -You give me a reason to shoot you, I will.
Catherine, there's a better way we can solve this... -Olivia.
You made it! -Baby, I missed you.
I missed you, too, honey. -Hey!
Hey! Olivia! Grab her!
FBI! Drop it! -Drop it!
Ah... -I gave you everything!
No!
Don't move!
Catherine, stop!
I mean it. It's over.
You don't have it in you.
She might not, but I do. Hands up.
Up. Behind your head.
Hey, uh... any news? -Not yet. They're still in surgery.
Hi.
Hi. -Hi.
You did great. -The girls are so beautiful.
The doctor said... -That they're going to be okay.
We're all going to be okay. -The maid that was going to testify...
she... she was found dead.
Do you know anything about that?
No. What happened?
Never mind. -It's not important.
You need to get some rest. -Mr. Butler?
I'll be right back. Wait. Henry...
I love you.
I love you, too.
You asked to see me. -Yeah.
I want a paternity test.
♪ You know everyone falls ♪
Sorry. -I thought I could shoot her, but I...
couldn't do it to Juliet. -Got nothing to apologize for.
When you can kill somebody and not care?
That's when you got something to be sorry about. -You make me sick.
What, you really think that you're a saint
- 'cause you couldn't pull the trigger? -That's enough.
You know what? You stole my husband. -You turned my daughter against me.
You even tried to sell my house out from under me.
Let's go. -I mean, whose life is so pathetic
that they have to live someone else's to be happy? -That's it. It's over.
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