Previously on The Divide:
I cannot protect Adam and your family
if we go after Eric Zale.
I know I don't have a chance in hell
of speaking to your son until you give the okay.
I have work for you, Bobby.
Police work.
But we need his DNA to go to trial.
I just wanted to know what happened.
I just, like, snapped.
It was the drugs.
There's nothing you can do now.
I'll deny everything I said.
_
Come on, you've got to be kidding me!
Come on!
Eric!
Sorry. Force of habit.
Are you all right?
You barely made sense on the phone.
- He stole a shot glass? - Yeah, yeah.
I was a little freaked.
I just... I just thought we should talk it through.
All right, tell me what happened from the beginning again slowly.
Okay, okay.
Terry just showed up at the house,
like, out of nowhere.
- Why? - I don't know.
He made it seem like it was no big deal.
Like he was just visiting.
- And you let him in? - Yeah.
I mean, there was no reason for me not to.
I didn't want to make anything...
make him feel suspicious like anything was up.
I made it seem like... I was like, "Hey, buddy, come on in."
I was thinking, well, he's a friend, you know?
And Al Pacino, "Godfather II,"
I was thinking keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.
You're not Al Pacino. Then what happened?
Nothing. We hung out.
And then that girl
from that Innocence place came by.
- How long? - How long what?
How long were you with Terry before that girl showed up?
- I don't know. - How long?!
Couple hours.
- And you were drinking? - Beers. Beers.
- Some beers. - Drugs?
No, God, Dad, no.
I'm very proud of being sober.
And in those couple of hours, did you talk?
Yeah. Yeah, sure.
- About what? - Stuff. Stuff.
Eric, do I have to shove my fist down your throat to pull the truth out?
Nothing, I swear! I swear I had it under control.
Then tell me why were you drinking beer out of a shot glass?
Dad, no one is going to believe him.
What is he gonna do?
I mean, you got this... you got everything tied up.
I knew he was breaking the law.
I knew the cops were coming.
I mean, I kept him there talking
'cause I knew they were gonna come and throw him back in.
Who... who... who is going to believe him?
You... you run this town.
I just noticed that the shot glass was missing
and I figured I should just tell you.
That's it.
It's probably nothing.
Okay. Okay.
- You did good. - Thank you.
Thank you, baby.
How's the pain?
Where's the plane?
Do you know who did this to you?
Adam, I know everything.
No, I don't know who did this.
Eric Zale, they lied.
Yeah, I know. I'm working on it.
We'll get him.
Are you gonna tell people
that your convictions were wrong?
You got another idea, my friend?
Believe me, I'll take it.
That's a lot to give up, Governor.
"Castles made of sand
fall into the sea eventually."
Martin Luther King Jr.?
- It was Jimi Hendrix. - Jimi Hendrix.
Here she is.
She's so blonde and new.
Oh, my God, they have to lower your dosage.
No one touches my candy.
Terry's been arrested. He went to Eric Zale's.
Why the hell would he do that?
Yeah, but when you go to the judge, you can tell him you know for sure.
Can you get Terry out on bail?
I'll do what I can,
but when Terry was arrested, his father was contacted.
He's petitioning the judge. He doesn't want to take Terry back home.
Even if I can get bail, he won't be able to move around at all.
He'll need to be on lockdown at one place
under some kind of legal supervision.
What about us? We're still his legal reps.
Okay, well, Clark right now is Billie Holiday.
And you're not a lawyer.
Can Terry stay with me until Clark's out of the hospital?
Can Clark sign something to endorse me as his proxy?
That way, Terry could still work at the bar.
I'm just gonna need a pen.
I don't know. I'll try.
Well, if you could just give me 20 minutes with the judge sometime today.
Please stress that it is very time-sensitive.
So if there is any way...
Yes, thank you.
Thank you. Just call my office. Okay.
Hey, Bobby. Thanks for coming.
How you doing, brother man?
We talked it out.
- So it's all true? - Mm-hmm.
- What you gonna do about it? - I'm working on it.
As much as I didn't like your father,
it gave me no pleasure to pass that information on to you.
I know that, Bobby.
I want you to know I really appreciate that.
Cool.
So you got some work for me, boss?
Yes.
Eric Zale.
I can't use my own people.
And I don't trust anybody right now,
so this has to be underground.
If I can get him in jail arrested for drug use,
I can get a blood test.
Do any of your contacts know of any meth dealers around town?
I mean, high-end stuff.
I'll ask around.
Danny, I don't know what the problem is here.
This has nothing to do with you.
Another man living here doesn't affect me?
What the hell is gonna happen when I come over?
I can't believe you. Like that's the most important thing going on here.
- Yeah, it is to me. - Well, not to me.
A man was in prison for 11 years and we can prove he's innocent.
Jesus, you're a cop. A killer made a confession. Doesn't that interest you?
Yeah, high on meth to a guy accused of the crime.
You're telling me there's no other place Terry can stay?
No, his family doesn't want him.
Adam got the judge to agree that until Clark
gets out of the hospital, I'm the only place he's got.
- When does Clark get out? - I don't know.
Hey, listen.
I'm not saying it's any of my business,
I'm not pretending that we're living together
or that I get any rights here,
but it's like you don't even care what this does to me, do you?
I don't understand why it does anything to you.
- This is work. - Is it?
Oh, my God.
- Really, this is work? - Come on, Danny.
You drive out to Zale's to pick up Terry,
knowing full well that the cops were gonna pick him up anyway.
I mean, what the hell were you thinking?
I don't know. I thought I could help him.
He broke the law driving out there.
Helping him means you would have broken the law, too.
I meant help him through it.
He's had a tough enough time. He has nobody.
- What's this? - Some of your things.
I just need to make some room on the shelves.
Danny, come on. Don't give me that look.
You're blowing this whole thing up for no reason.
Look, if you want to break up, you just need to say the word.
Break up what? It's not like we're engaged or anything.
We're having a good time together. I'm not telling you to go.
Yeah...
but I thought it was at least just me and you right now.
It is. It is now.
I mean, no. It is.
- Come in. - Thanks.
You remember Danny?
Yeah, hey.
Welcome home.
We can just put the two chairs together.
Oh, that's fine.
You sure this is okay?
Yeah, yeah. I emptied out some drawers for you.
All my stuff's at my parents', so...
Oh, okay. Well, we'll figure it out.
It's some shaving cream and stuff.
Thanks.
Look, I got to get downstairs to work.
Yeah, yeah, I got to go, too.
Here's a key.
Thanks.
I understand your frustration here, Mr. Page.
But in order for me to issue a warrant for a DNA test
for someone for a crime that was committed 11 years ago
who wasn't even a suspect, I'm gonna need probable cause.
And you're not giving it to me.
I'll be getting a DNA match.
Which will be inadmissible in court
because of how it was obtained.
I'm not bringing it to court. I'm bringing it to you.
You want probable cause, you'll get it.
- How are you sure, Mr. Page? - I know he's guilty.
How do you know?
I have sources who were involved in the original case
who recently came forward with new information.
What information? What sources?
Information that may prove
there were acts of misconduct in the original trial.
Acts of misconduct by whom?
The police? The prosecution? The defense?
The investigation is still under way
and I am not at liberty to discuss it.
Something stinks here and I don't like it.
I don't like it when the DA comes to me
without a doubt in his mind about the guilt of a son
of a man he's publically vilified in the press.
Now wait a minute, sir.
A DA who has made a name for himself
exposing corruption and fraud
in the wealthiest 1%.
And now you're standing in my office asking me
to reopen a case you've already won,
hinting there were mistakes made, but you won't tell me by whom.
This trial is over, Mr. Page.
I let you release Terry Kucik.
I'm sure with all these sources of yours,
you can find some cause for a mistrial
and get Kucik exonerated.
- And let the killer go free? - I didn't let him go free.
According to you, you let him go free.
Why do we always have to meet in the cold?
Turn up the heat, will you?
I haven't seen you around in a while.
Visiting my aunt in Miami.
I got some sun. Don't I look it?
No, you look like you've been using again.
- Come on. - You back delivering for the Cubans?
No, no, no, no. It's my aunt.
She's elderly. She's got a little money.
So, what, you're just waiting for her to die?
Bitch just keeps hanging on.
It's Christmas.
What's this for?
You know him?
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, that's the kid nobody sells to.
Why not?
Anybody who sells to this kid
either winds up in the hospital with broken bones
or they come home to their house on fire.
Yeah, posse put out the word. They got this kid's back for some reason.
No.
It's his father. He uses the posse.
- But it's his father. - His father?
Zale. The Zale?
- This kid is Zale Jr.? - Oh, you didn't know?
I don't think anybody knew.
- It makes sense now, though. - Okay, well, he's using again,
so he's getting it somewhere. I need you to find out.
What the hell is going on here?
That convict breaks his parole agreement,
forces his way into my home,
and your son releases him on bail?
You sure you want to talk about this here?
Your office isn't wired. You'd be in jail if it were.
I'm not privy to my son's cases.
Don't talk to me like I'm an idiot, Isaiah.
Don't talk to me like I work for you, Stanley.
We're partners in this.
That was the deal.
One of us goes down, we both go.
One son, both sons.
I want this stopped now.
Like God Almighty, you make a command and it's done?
Well, I don't give a damn what you want, Stanley.
Be careful here, Isaiah.
My son can handle whatever you throw at him
and give it back just as rough.
And he told me about your dark money trail and where it goes.
I'll do whatever the hell I want with my money.
You've got a black man in the White House
and it's still not enough for you.
What the hell else do you people want?
Feeling good, Isaiah?
Well, enjoy the moment 'cause it won't last
if you don't play out this game the way we set it up.
You don't even know the weapons
I've got aimed at you and your family.
Another wrong move from you or your son, and I push the button.
I've got weapons, too.
Go ahead. We'll see who falls.
Whatever you think you got to bring me down won't work, Isaiah.
Oh, Stanley.
I got the one thing that terrifies you people the most
and you're looking right at him.
A black man that don't give a shit.
A guy named Ambrose owns the place.
He deals high-quality stuff out of the back room.
He's got cops on the inside.
Pays them a fortune, they never touch him.
He's gonna try and buy you first.
I'm not after him.
Hey, Sallie, is Ambrose in?
Not yet. What can I get you?
Coffee.
A Slippery Nipple, please.
You just like saying that, don't you?
Luther.
My man.
Hey, Bobby. Where you been?
Around the world
lighting fires and chasing rainbows.
Danny, this is Bobby.
You mind if I borrow him for a minute or two?
- He's all yours. - All right.
Sallie, bring my Nipple to the table.
Hey.
How you been, brother man?
Better and better. You?
Well, I can still piss in a straight line.
So what are you doing here?
You know a white boy named Eric Zale?
That kid's popular.
That's why he's here.
And who is he?
He's a vice cop.
Oh, vice cop.
- Hey, Ambrose. - What's popping?
I'll be back.
Yeah, yeah, all right.
Danny, Bobby.
Got a little proposition for you.
Hello?
Ambrose, hey, man. Yeah, it's been a long time.
What's going on? Yeah.
What do you mean, my dad? My dad what?
Man, I'm sorry.
I had no idea he was doing that.
I was wondering why nobody
was returning my calls anymore.
Oh, no, no.
I'm off the stuff.
No, really, thank you. Thank you.
Really?
Well, what time does the bar close?
Larry, Larry, back up.
It's not gonna happen, Adam.
I'm sorry, I can't do it.
If it's a question of waiting in line, I will.
No, man, I had it all ready to go.
I mean, it was gonna take some time.
It wasn't exactly a well-handled piece of evidence, but I was ready.
- Okay, so what happened? - Get this.
I get a call from the Jersey State Supreme Court office.
Some judge wants to know what case this evidence is for
and why I'm testing it in Jersey.
Wanted paperwork I didn't have.
- How did they know about it? - I don't know.
This has never happened before.
And then they took the shot glass.
Excuse me? Who took it?
State police.
Showed me a warrant for the evidence and impounded it.
They threatened me with my job here.
What's going on, Adam?
- Hey, baby. - Hi, sweetie.
You're home early.
This damn Zale.
- What happened now? - He stole my evidence.
What the... how?
Got to the supreme court in Jersey.
That man's spread is enormous.
It's like he's a virus.
- I can't get to him. - Adam.
Listen to me. It's gonna be okay.
And I promise you, you're gonna get Zale.
Who the hell is that?
Hey, come on in.
This is Danny.
Yeah, yeah, pleasure to meet you.
So, I want you to know
that I am going to treat you with respect here
and I expect the same in return.
Now, by that I mean let's not insult each other
with deceptions and half-truths, all right?
In light of Mr. Kucik's actions at my home,
of course you'll understand my son will not be giving you
- a deposition as a character witness. - I understand.
That's not why I asked you here.
You and your organization have been very vigilant
about getting Terry Kucik a retrial.
I... we believe he's innocent.
You believe or you know? There's a big difference.
Believe.
We still have to prove it. We still need evidence.
That could take some time.
Or do you already think you have it?
You said you want to treat me with respect.
- I do. - So can you hurry this up?
The dramatic build and trapdoor questions are getting on my nerves.
That's Elizabeth all over.
All right.
Without going into too much detail,
I'd like to propose something that will benefit us both.
You want Terry Kucik free.
But let me ask you, if you had the choice
of freeing Terry Kucik or freeing your father,
which would you choose?
What?
What does my father have to do with this? Or you?
What if I told you that I could offer evidence
that was buried by your family?
Evidence that could guarantee your father's appeal
for a retrial will be granted.
I believe his last one is coming up
at the end of this year, is it not?
What evidence?
You see? This is where we must negotiate.
Respectfully.
You're telling me that if I give you Terry Kucik...
drop the appeal, put him back in jail...
you'll give me my father?
That's right.
It's that easy for you to do?
Yes, it is.
Look...
I'm not expecting an answer now.
Think about it for a day
and let me know.
Hey, there you are.
Maxine wondered where you were tonight.
She go home?
Yeah. Can I get you something?
No, thanks.
I saw Stanley Zale.
Yeah?
He said if I stopped working on your case,
he can get my father an appeal.
- Can he really do that? - I don't know.
He wants my answer tomorrow.
I've just been walking around all day thinking.
I don't even remember where I went.
Look, I don't know what you want me to say here.
I mean, why would you even tell me that?
You want me to make it easier for you, is that it?
No.
Your father's your father.
You don't owe me anything, so...
do what you got to do, okay?
Bar's closed.
Ambrose invited me.
- What's your name? - Eric.
Oh, hell, boy.
Come on, man.
It's colder than a well digger's ass, man.
And there's my boy.
Hey, Ambrose.
Been too long, man. What's going on?
How does this work?
You know I got the place covered for the dealing, right?
- Mm-hmm. - Nowadays it's the doing
- that gets me into problems, bro. - Yeah.
So I figured with a small entrance fee,
turn this place into a little after-hours spot.
You know what I mean? Invited guests only.
Oh, 1,000.
Exactly.
Welcome. Bobby.
- This is Bobby. - Hey.
That over there is Danny.
We got a small house tonight.
They like to keep it that way, okay?
So do your thing, brother man.
Go enjoy. Pick your poison.
Voila.
I personally recommend the edelweiss.
It is a particularly,
particularly fine vintage.
- Oh, yeah. - Look at it. Look at it.
- Look. Ooh. Ooh. - Shh, shh.
Ooh, yeah. Oh, now you talking.
Oh, look at you.
You're pumped up now.
I should go.
Where? The living room?
You got nowhere to go.
What are we gonna do?
Hmm?
You know, it's probably too late to tell you this,
but the last thing I wanted to do was screw your life up.
That's kind of not your problem.
I'm here because I want to be.
And it is my apartment.
You know something? The first time we met,
I didn't like you at all.
You scared the shit out of me.
That tattoo.
I wasn't so sure you weren't guilty.
Yeah, me neither.
I mean, I know I didn't do it,
but you're sitting there and you just start thinking.
Like what if I wasn't there that day?
What if we weren't together?
Maybe I did cause it somehow.
I know that. Something I think about every day.
No, but that's different.
You told the truth to help your dad
and they didn't believe you.
It wasn't the truth.
Yeah, I get night terrors
and, yeah, my dad was the only one who could get me back to sleep,
but that night...
that night I never woke up.
And then after what happened I thought,
"I know my dad didn't do it.
And I know he was in the house.
So it could be true."
If I had woken up, he would have been there.
But this one prosecutor,
I don't know how she knew, but she knew I was lying.
And by the time she was through with me, the jury knew it too.
I just made it worse for him.
I live with that every day.
I never told anyone that.
Listen to me.
You love your father?
And he loves you?
Yeah?
I have lived with my father and I have never felt that.
You know, everybody's got their story, Chris.
Everybody's carrying something.
But the only person who can lay it down is you.
I don't want to.
Shh.
Okay.
Maybe that's what keeps you going.
Maybe that is what is gonna get your father out of prison.
And I'm sure he meant well...
Uh, uh.
♪ I, I, I, I ♪
♪ If you only knew ♪
♪ You'd wish you were in my shoes ♪
♪ Using me ♪
♪ Ow, till you use... use me up ♪
Oh! Ow!
Oh, oh, oh!
- ♪ Ow, use me up... ♪ - Okay, think about it.
What is the point? If they're gonna legalize weed,
which, well, that if it's a matter of fact a personal choice,
which, you know, is democracy,
then why isn't any other drug illegal?
I mean, if it's all just personal choice.
I definitely don't want the state controlling my rights.
And this stuff, this stuff right here, this kills way more.
I mean, the one thing I did learn in rehab was alcohol.
Alcohol, not heroin...
alcohol is the only addiction
where you can die from withdrawal.
Am I right? Yeah.
Hey! Hey!
Ambrose! Ambrose, where you going?
I'm going home, man.
Bobby closes up. It's good.
Stay as long as you want, all right?
How you feeling?
I'm doing all right.
He's the quiet kind of buzzed kind of guy.
You guys ready for another one?
- Bobby! - Let's do it!
No, I got it. I'll do it.
- No, no, no! - Oh!
I'm like a four-star chef with this.
Watch this. Watch.
How long have you been hitting it?
Well, you know, I've been off and on for quite a while now.
The quality went way, way down.
Now crack and blow, I don't care about no quality.
I'll order takeout.
But... oh, oh, oh!
This right here? This?
This must be up to a very high standard
and quality because that is just...
that's just the way I roll.
And you?
Oh, me?
I'm kind of new at the whole thing.
How does it make you feel?
Uh...
you know, it's...
I can't stop these ideas coming to me you know?
Like, I feel. I feel like I could go out there right now
and build a building by myself.
Everyone wakes up in the morning
and is like, "Where'd this building come from?"
And I'd be like, "Hey, you want another one?"
- Is that what you do? - What?
Construction. Building. Building. Building. Building.
No, no, I'm a cabdriver.
Used to sell cars, but I got divorced. Got pretty wiped out.
Oh, bitch. Bitch. Bitch.
Yeah, well.
It's not a strong enough word.
- No, no, you go ahead. - No, I'm the bartender.
This is all yours.
All right.
- Do you hear that? - Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
That's that edelweiss. That's that edelweiss.
Oh! Oh!
Hit me with that Philly sound.
How long you been a bartender, Bobby?
Let me tell you something, brother.
Let me break it down. I used to own a joint.
But, you know, it fell through
'cause I ain't a businessman like Ambrose.
Yeah, Ambrose has got this whole town wired for sound.
There's just these certain guys that have that thing.
You know, that gift like my dad, yeah.
Who's your dad?
Ambrose didn't tell you?
No. Who's your daddy?
Who's your daddy?
- He's a very powerful man. - Oh!
He runs this city single-handedly.
Exactly.
Okay, there's this chick.
This genuine bitch, you know?
She's been creating real problems.
You know, she thinks...
she thinks she has everything under control and shit.
But then my dad told me that he just rocked her world.
He's a genius. He is.
He said...
he said when he was done with her,
she couldn't run fast enough out of his office.
I mean, where's she gonna run to?
We know where she lives.
We know everything about her.
I mean, we're gonna get her one way or another.
- Boom! Boom! Boom! - Boom! Boom! Boom!
Boom! Whoa!
Look at this guy.
That was the first time all night you hit the real stuff, isn't it?
Where you going, Bobby? Want another hit?
Where's your wallet?
Where's your wallet? Where's your wallet?
Where's your wallet?
Shit.
Terry, it's open.
What did you do, bring up the whole bar?
You want to know so bad
what I did that day at the Butlers'?
It was a knife.
A knife, not a gun.
No. Let me show you.
Terry.
Terry, stop.
Terry. Terry.
Terry, don't!
Terry!
Ah!
We can't do this.
Listen to me. We can't do this. We got to call the police.
No, not with Zale still out there. You'll end up in prison
with the death penalty if he finds out.
I killed him, Chris.
I couldn't stop, you know?
I had a choice.
- I had a choice. - Slow down, Terry. Terry.
Listen to me.
Help me get him out of here, okay? I'll take his car
and I'll put him in front of his office at the construction site.
- You're being crazy. - Listen. Listen to me.
He was high. They'll find drugs in his system.
It'll be like some drug guy killed him or something.
- Okay? - No. No. No.
I'm not letting you get caught up in the middle of this.
You can't take him. They'll track you with the monitor.
I'll cut it off.
I'll disappear.
Then they'll be here. Then they'll come here.
What do I say then, huh?
I'm not letting you go back.
Help me get him in the car and I'll do this.
I can do this.
- Hey, Dad. - Hey.
- What you doing up? - I can't sleep.
You know your mother's password?
You kidding me?
No, I don't.
- Where is she? - I don't know.
She said she was going to her office to pack up her things.
She should be home by now.
Did she call you? Check your phone.
No.
Call her.
Terry?
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