Good afternoon, Mr. Gerard. I'm Lieutenant Durgan.
Let me ask you a few simple questions, just procedure. Nothing to worry about.
I wanna lawyer.
The day after Monday is...?
I want a lawyer.
You haven't been charged with anything, Mr. Gerard.
The day after Monday is...?
Tuesday.
My favorite color is...?
What the hell is this?
My favorite color is...?
My favorite color? Uh... purple.
Purple.
If a baby is unhappy, he...?
He cries.
The hungry rabbit?
Jumps.
The hungry rabbit jumps.
Got it.
Get up.
Put that on. I'm gonna leave the room.
Wait 10 seconds and get the fuck outta here.
And then what?
If you don't go now, you won't make it through the night.
They'll kill you and make it look like a suicide.
Shut the door behind you.
Hold on a sec?
Afternoon.
Lieutenant, you move Will Gerard to Holding?
- No, he's still in three. - I was just there. It's empty.
- The fuck you're talking about? - He's not in there.
What do you think he's hiding?
I don't know. I've never seen him like that before.
An affair?
No.
No, it's something worse than that.
Call him. Tell him, you want some answers, or you're not coming home.
I'll give you some privacy.
Homicide.
- Who is this? - Ma'am, this is Detective Rudeski.
Is this Will Gerard's wife?
Hey, it's Trudy. Leave a message and I'll call you back.
Trudy, it's Will.
I need you to do me a favor.
I need you to tell Laura in person, not on the phone.
Tell her I Will try to meet her at rehearsal tomorrow.
- Leave the corner now. - Tell her, I'm...
- Leave the corner. - I'm okay.
All right, come on, buddy. You're going in.
Just sleep it off tonight. Let's go.
Come on. Get your body bag.
Hey, this is Alan Marsh. This is my website.
Click around on things you wanna look at have some fun.
You'll find my very byline my very second byline.
Hey, man.
You skipped school. They can kiss my ass.
Damn. You decide. You decide right there. Yeah.
Now you know vandalizing the school property is illegal, Edwin.
What you're doing here, Mr. G? I heard you got busted by the cops.
What did you do for, sucker punching a kid?
No.
Murder, first degree.
I'm sorry I hit it you, Edwin. I really am.
It's all right. Maybe I had it coming.
Can you do me a favor, Edwin?
I never saw you, Mr. G.
You never saw us.
Right.
Laura.
Will.
What the hell is happening?
What is and you're sure we can't go to the cops?
- We tell them everything. - Some of them are cops.
You can't stay at home. Go to Lafitte's Hotel,
wait for me there. Use this call me. The number's in it.
Here. It's all I've got.
Take this.
Where it come from?
I was scared.
I should never have put us in this mess.
If they had asked me that night, I would have done the same thing.
Will, what are you gonna do?
- Where you're gonna go? - Cops.
Those were the same guys that came to our apartment.
You have to go. Go!
Mrs. Gerard.
What do you want now?
A little follow up. Has your husband tried to contact you, Mrs. Gerard?
- No, he has not. - I find that hard to believe.
- Do you? - You seemed a little tense.
Yeah, I'm a little tense, Detective.
In my situation, should I be relaxed?
I have rehearsal.
- Marshy! - Marshy!
Nobody takes a story like you. You were the best.
But Jesus, Marshy, you could've picked a more dignified way to go out.
You escaped from a Chechen jail.
You survived your own divorce, for crying out loud.
Just barely.
And that piece you wrote about the music industry that was beautiful.
Gorgeous story. Marshy, here's to you.
- You're the real deal. - Amen, brother.
You redheaded, asshole!
- Here, here! - Here's a little music for Marshy.
- We're having a toast to Marshy. - Marshy!
And to our new best friend as long as he keeps buying.
- Will. - Will.
- Marshy was a great guy, huh? - He was one hell of a journalist.
A couple of weeks ago we had lunch and, uh...
- weirdest thing happened. - What's that, he paid?
No, he, uh, he tells me about the secret organization. Some...
group that claims to hand out justice...
you know, when the justice system falls and...
- He told you that? - Oh, it's true.
They killed him, made it look like a suicide.
You better watch your back there, Will.
Because anybody associated with Marshy is a marked man.
- And why do they want him dead? - Because...
Joe, you tell him.
Because Alan Marsh...
was an alien.
He was sent here as a scout to prepare for the invasion of earth.
So, Will you... you are now obligated to buy us another round.
Absolutely.
Augie!
Don't worry about it, Will. He's been telling that crazy story to everybody.
He went so far as even hiding his own research.
Where'd he hide it?
Well, that would be the 64-million dollar question, wouldn't it?
Cheers.
Well, he was obsessed.
I mean he said he was about to make that all stuff public.
The truth is, I mean, Alan...
- he had some issues. - Yeah, it got worse.
One of the sources got bumped off.
And after that, I don't know, man. He just he became like, uh...
- Different man. - Yeah.
Jumpy, paranoid, Iying son of a bitch.
Just sort of like you, Will.
So what are you, a cop?
Next time you wanna come snooping around show your badge
and don't pretend to be his friend.
Will.
- Stop him! - Hey, Will!
Will, come back. I wanna talk to you.
Go after him. Get in the car.
Go, get him.
He went over himself.
Get down. Get down below.
Will?
No need to run, Will.
I have something that I think you may want.
It's the tape from the security camera. I just wanna show you.
I have it right here.
Why don't you come out? I'll show it to you.
Come on, Will.
Will, come on out. It's very clear you didn't kill anybody.
I just want to sell it to you.
Will?
Hey!
Godammit!
Mrs. Gerard...
I'm Detective Sims of the New Orleans Police Department.
Would you come with me, please?
- Now what? - Your husband, Mrs. Gerard.
We just found out some new information that indicates he's innocent.
You do?
We need your help to get him out of this mess. Come with me, please.
Of course.
So what's this new evidence?
- Excuse me? - You said there was new evidence.
We'll show you when we get down the station.
Man, mother fucker!
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Hey!
In a hyphenated compound situation do you capitalize the second word?
Only if it's a noun and the words have equal weight...
like, "Homeland Security".
If it's a participle modifying the first word then...
you better, uh... you better keep it lower case.
Huh, yeah, it makes sense. Thanks.
Edmund Burke. "A philosophical enquiry".
It is not what a lawyer tells me I may do but what...
humanity, reason, and justice tell me I ought to do.
There's a guy in the news room going through Alan Marsh's desk.
I've never seen him before.
Look.
Where'd he go? I'm telling you he was right there.
Eight sixty five, eight sixty five. Eight sixty five,
Here we go 865. Be right back, sir.
Thank you, sir. By the way, this is a nice car.
Thank you.
Paris Truck Stop.
Twenty one and one Paris Road.
All right, let's try that.
I wonder if you could help me.
I worked for the New Orleans Post. And I'm looking a missing colleague.
I know he would come here to get gas and supplies.
Do you recognize him?
I've seen him. He goes fishing on the weekends.
He keeps his boat in one of those units over there.
Which unit?
22, I think it is. But I haven't seen him in a few days.
The truth is, uh...
well, he owes me quite a bit of money. Is there any way to get in that unit?
Well, uh, no, I don't have the keys.
I mean those storage units have nothing to do with me.
So there's no other possible way I can in there and get what's owed me?
Well, it looks like they're made out of some pretty cheap shit.
I saw some guy accidentally backed into one.
It went right through the door.
Really?
- So he went right through it? - Right through.
I really appreciate your understanding of my situation.
Well, we're all God's children.
Hey, good morning.
You know if they find out I'm talking to you, they're gonna kill me.
What does the hungry rabbit jumps mean?
It's not what a lawyer tells me I must do...
but it's what humanity, reason and justice tell me I ought to do.
Edmund Burke said it.
Hungry-Humanity. Rabbit-Reason.
Jumps-Justice. Humanity, reason, justice.
Well, it was just supposed to be the worst. You know rapists, murderers...
child molesters. But then...
Simon he started widening the net.
Anybody he designated as "unworthy of living".
Who's Simon?
He runs my cell. I don't know his real name.
- Tell me about how your cell works. - Uh, it's just handful of men.
Uh, Simon gives us our orders.
He gets his from higher up. I mean the idea is that if complications arise...
then the cell can be cut off without a threat to the organization.
We also use people who have made a deal with us...
who owes us a favor.
Hey, look...
I got into this because I was sick of seeing the city rot.
I wanted to help. I wanted to make it a livable place for my family...
my two little girls.
Okay? But now it's... it's wrong.
Simon's out of control and I have no way...
for talking anybody higher in the organization.
Oh, god.
- What is it, Mr. Bourdette? - I can't. This is wrong.
Whoa!
Mr. Bourdette?
November 3rd, this is Alan Marsh.
Will, Jesus, man, everybody's looking...
- Christ, what the hell is going on? - I know, Jimmy.
- What the fuck do you know? - I saw the pictures.
You and Simon.
- You're part of this. - Look, okay. Will,
okay, listen to me, okay? I'm a part of the organization, okay?
I joined 15 years ago when my brother got killed.
They didn't even test the bastard. I had to do something so I'm sorry.
The fucking scumbag that raped Laura I wanted him crucified.
Who set me up for the murder of that reporter, huh?
- Was it you, you fuck? - I called Durgan...
told him to let you go. That was me.
What's Simon's real name?
Will, I can't tell you that.
You have no idea what this guy is capable of.
His name.
- I'm your fucking friend. - No!
You're Simon's friend. You tell me his fucking name.
What's his name?
Get out of the car! Get out of the car now!
- Open the seatbelt. - Get out of the car!
Okay.
Fuck you pedophile.
The hungry rabbit jumps.
- The hungry rabbit jumps. - The hungry rabbit jumps.
How long have you been following me?
Answer me!
Not long. Just from that house on Seaborne Street.
I was just told to wait for you there.
And if you turned up and I was to follow you and...
Why did you agree to kill me?
I owed him.
He killed the man who murdered my sister.
Simon?
- What's his mobile number? - It's in my cellphone.
Get up.
- Get up! - Don't kill me, please.
Please don't kill...
Get up! Give me the phone.
Get outta here, Go!
What does hungry rabbit jumps mean?
"It's not what a lawyer tells me I must do"...
Yeah?
Eugene Cook...
head of the RJ Allen Group.
- Will? - You framed me.
You framed me for the murder of Alan Marsh.
I also know that...
you had Bourdette killed. Watch.
The hungry rabbit jumps mean...
"It's not what a lawyer tells me I must do but it's what"...
And there's more.
Very resourceful.
I want the security tape from the overpass.
The one that shows I didn't kill Marsh.
So I've got something you want...
and now it looks like you've got something I want.
We should trade.
Here's what's going to happen.
You're going to meet me at the Superdome
five o'clock tonight.
You bring the tape.
Eugene Cook.
There'll be a prepaid ticket in your name.
Go to your assigned seat
and wait for me there.
Hey, Trudy, I need to talk to you. Can I come in?
Yeah, sure.
By hiding out, she is not helping Will.
And she may be charged with aiding and abetting a fugitive
or even as an accessory to murder.
- Do you... - I'm sorry, Jimmy. I don't know.
She's not answering her cell. She's not returning my calls.
You're her best friend, right?
You know her better than maybe anyone else in the whole world.
If you were in her shoes, where would you go?
Will?
- Who is it? - Laura? Where's Jimmy?
- How did you...? - Can I come in?
Where's Will?
Will?
I'm here.
- Where are you? - Get up on your seat
and head towards the concourse.
- What? - Get up and head toward the concourse.
- Yeah? - Go out on to the concourse.
You'll see a men's room. Go in.
Yeah?
Take a leak.
- Yeah? - Go to the hotdog stand...
and buy yourself a hotdog.
Having fun?
Look at you...
- trying not to kill a child pornographer. - He wasn't a child pornographer.
Oh, but you didn't know that.
You must be a good man, Will.
An endangered species.
- But where is the actual security tape? - Yeah?
Good. Sent me a picture.
It's with your wife.
This time Jimmy's done a good job. Now where's my DVD?
I don't have it on me.
I'll tell you where it is when I get my wife.
Well, she's in the abandoned mall next door.
Let's go see her.
You believe they haven't fixed this place up...
all these years after the hurricane?
Laura.
Sorry, buddy. You left me no choice.
Let her go.
Did you make copies of this thing?
- No. - Now that's good.
'Cause if you did, I'm gonna fly to Philly and find your sister and her 2 little kids
and tell them a really scary bedtime story.
You have what you want.
Please let her go.
What I do is so important to jeopardize. I'm sorry.
So you and Laura are not gonna walk outta here today.
You're insane.
What did you say?
I said I think you're sick.
On the contrary, I am very well.
You don't see it, do you?
The city and how close we are to absolute chaos?
Jimmy sees it. Don't you, Jimmy?
Sick, I'm not sick.
The sick ones are sitting on their fat, fucking asses eating and
drinking and fucking themselves into a stupor.
Polluting the world without a second thought while it goes down the toilet.
Nobody wants to do the nasty work, Will.
You know the shit that we all just think about.
Most good citizens are just along for the ride...
and they fucking bitch and moan and complain about everything...
when it doesn't work out.
But not me.
Get it done.
Will!
What the fuck, Jimmy?
You promised not to hurt them!
We didn't get into this organization to kill innocent people.
Laura, run!
You're happy now?
Will!
So Jimmy's dead, huh?
Eugene Cook killed him.
Who killed Eugene Cook?
I did.
I don't think so.
Here's what happened.
Eugene Cook and Jimmy killed each other.
I don't even think you two were here.
Simple case of a dead man killing a dead man.
You don't suppose I could interest you in joining our organization.
- No. - You sure?
Well, if you have a change of heart...
you know where to find me, right?
Now, I think you two better get the hell outta here.
Lieutenant.
The story you just told us...
is that how it's going to be?
This is New Orleans.
Yeah, that's how it's gonna be.
Go on.
Breaking news, we're going live to Catherine James...
on the scene.
Detective, the bodies of four males were found shot in that abandoned mall.
Can you tell us what happened?
I'm not gonna comment in the middle of an ongoing investigation.
But I can tell you...
NOPD is gonna do everything in its power to get to the bottom of it.
In other news, prosecutors have dropped...
all charges against school teacher Will Gerard...
who was accused of murdering the New Orleans Post reporter Alan Marsh.
A security tap uncovered by the NOPD...
clearly proves that Gerard did not kill Alan Marsh...
and, in fact, was trying to defend himself when Marsh attacked him on the walkway...
under the Broad Street overpass.
This is for you. It's Marsh's research. It's just a start.
Thanks, Will.
He just scratched the surface and I thought someone should finish it.
I'll give it a look.
The hungry rabbit jumps, eh?