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V/O: Fluoride used to be used as the main ingredient
in rat poison.
When we use terms in certain correlations
like the term conspiracy theorists,
it prevents people from acknowledging facts
and information.
Now remember what I told you in the last show.
When they don't want you to talk and they won't even
have a conversation about it,
that means they're hiding something.
But what's interesting is once you start to follow
the money, you'll notice a lot of money moves
around almost as if there's an agenda.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Don't, don't.
What, what.
I thought this is what you wanted.
I-- I just-- Go get Josh.
DOMINICK: Hey man!
Good timing.
Keelee and I were just about to bounce.
Sorry to be a pain in the ass, but I just can't focus at home
with everything that's going on.
No, it's all good man.
I feel ya.
Does Amy know you're still, um--
Semi-retired?
Yeah.
You kidding?
She'd straight up murder me if she knew
I was doing more of this.
Josh.
-Hey. -Hey.
Growing out the beard?
Sexy!
Dom can't grow a beard for shit.
I barely have time For a shower, let alone a shave.
Hey, thanks for letting me use the office
KEELEE: Oh, please.
You spend enough money here to practically buy this office.
How is Nicole?
You know this gym hasn't been the same
without my little helper.
Until they know what this toxic thing
is there's not much they can do
So what is next? More tests?
Not really sure.
Um, Amy wants her transfer to a different hospital, so.
Let me know if there's anything I can do to help.
You know the drill.
Lights off and lock up.
Mhmm.
The deep throat network?
Josh, you naughty boy.
Um, no.
Not that kind of deep throat.
It's a Redditt page.
JOSH: Conspiracy theories.
You know, Deep throat as in Watergate.
Oh, right, Watergate.
Follow the money and all that.
You know me, mind always in the gutter.
Yeah, I'm just trying to get leads
on what this toxin thing could be.
Lot of chatter online about how exactly DePointe
is making people sick.
Okay, time to go.
You know parking on the west side is going to be a bitch.
JOSH: Where to?
Uh, Sadie Stevens concert
Romantic.
That's some making babies music.
Fingers crossed
Okay, well, um, have fun.
Hey, good luck.
And seriously,
if there's anything I can do please just call me.
KEELEE: What an amazing father.
Devoting all that time for his daughter.
I'm telling you, that research of his is trouble.
DOMINICK: DePointe doesn't fuck around.
I think he went and really kicked a hornet's nest
with all that press.
You make them sound like the boogey man.
They make the boogey man shit himself.
JOSH: No way!
Hello?
Hello.
Hello
Is anyone still here?
DOMINICK: Yo!
DOMINICK: Done for the night?
Yeah, headed home.
Hey, um, you think you can get me a pass for that
conference thing you sent me with Dr Woeland?
DOMINICK: I doubt it. You know the guy?
JOSH: He runs a lot of the secret shit over at DePointe.
If anyone knows what's killing Nicole, it's him.
DOMINICK: So then do it by the book.
Call his assistant, arrange a meeting.
JOSH: No can do.
Lawyer says I'm not allowed anywhere near DePointe.
DOMINICK: Ah, Jesus.
But if I publicly shame him,
he'll have to answer my questions, right?
DOMINICK: You sure about that?
These are really powerful people.
They don't get ashamed, they get even.
DOMINICK: They ruin lives.
Dom, they already ruined my life.
I'm running out of options.
You think you got to go to this thing with me?
DOMINICK: Listen, Amy and Nicole are like family to me.
I understand what you're trying to do, but--
Which is why I called you.
Come on man.
You gonna help me this shit or not?
DOMINICK: I'm advising against it.
Yeah well, this can be the last chance
I have to confront these guys--
DOMINICK: Sorry, Josh.
I'm doing it with or without you.
AMY: Yeah, he's here.
He just walked in.
No, that's okay.
He made me wait, so he can wait.
Yeah, two and a half hours.
Jesus Christ, babe!
I just saw some seriously crazy shit.
So I'm running...
...and I hear these noises so I turn around
and it's some kind of ram or goat.
But all fucked up.
JOSH: Hey!
There you are.
So yeah, this thing was like super agro looking all crazy.
It's probably a deer.
No, no way.
This thing had curly horns.
What's with the bag?
What, you're not talking to me?
Priceless!
But when I do it, I'm breaking the covenant
of our relationship.
It's not the silent treatment,
I just have nothing left to say.
I'm done.
So what are you going to do? You going to leave?
Where you going to go?
I'm going stay with Claire.
I can't be here.
I'm tired.
I'm so tired.
All I do is listen to your conspiracy theories.
Yesterday it's evil cartel, today it's an infernal deer.
What the hell, Josh?
You're a smart guy.
But I can't watch you go down this rabbit hole anymore.
You're driving yourself crazy, you're driving me crazy.
I tried to be supportive for so long.
Hey, come on.
I tried to be supportive, but all you do is talk at me.
I try to tell you how I'm feeling.
What's happening with me, what's happening with Nicole,
but you--
Why would you need to tell me what's happening with Nicole?
You think I don't know?
I talk to the doctors every day.
Yeah, and the person you should be talking
to everyday is your daughter.
I can't see her every day, I have to work.
Oh, bullshit!
I know you got fired from your job weeks ago.
What's it gonna take Josh for you to get beside me on this?
There's only so many excuses I can give Nicole
for why you're not there.
I just need some more time to research.
I'm so close.
So than do it from the hospital.
You know I can't do that.
Listen, I'm gonna fix all this, okay?
I'm going straight to the source.
I'm going to see the main guy.
Bastards!
You're poisoning our kids.
Poisoning the environment.
Look at who you're killing.
Woah, tough guy, take it easy.
Dude, security is going to kick you out of here.
Let's not have another night like Boston.
You made it.
Well, someone had to come and keep you
from throwing a tantrum.
Babe, did you know this guy almost broke a cop's arm?
-What? -It was stupidity.
Hair? Collar?
Great, I'm ready.
Count me in.
Good evening, this is Corey Vievans
reporting live from Cielo convention center.
COREY VIEVANS: Where protestors' have gathered to voice opposition
against Depointe chemical.
The global brand continues to deny all wrong doing
after whistle blowers exposed gross negligence
in a number of environmental disasters.
This is your chance.
Put him in the hot seat on live TV.
COREY VIEVANS: Mr. Riverton, you were a promising star
of the DePointe chemical sales team just six months ago,
and now we're standing on the frontlines
in the fight to prosecute.
Why the sudden change of heart?
Corey, my daughter was a healthy, active little girl
until she got diagnosed with acute poisoning
from and unknown toxin.
Stories just like this have been reported
from around the world.
Depointe's polluting is directly to blame.
I've seen the internal reports.
They're poisoning the planet, they're poisoning our kids.
They've been supressing this information for decades
and someone needs to be held accountable.
Dr. Woeland, Dr. Woeland!
Hey!
Look at this little girl, she's dying because of you.
What are you doing that's making people sick?
JOSH: Answer me!
Shit.
Did you see him?
He didn't even flinch.
I think you're doing an amazing job.
Nicole would be proud.
I am.
Not a lot of guys out there like you.
Amy's really lucky.
Look, if it was my daughter I would've done the same.
Maybe more.
I wouldn't let that asshole get away
without getting any answers.
Please.
Coming from the guy that called Mr. Woeland the boogey man.
Yeah, you said these guys ruin lives.
Now you want to fight them?
Look, you better believe if push comes to shove,
I'll throw down.
What!
I get shit done.
I'm not getting any shit done.
I need to find a way to salvage this thing.
It's time to get creative.
Come on, man.
He's probably left already.
This is pointless.
No way!
Look!
Trucks like that aren't for soccer moms.
JOSH: Look at that glass, it's bullet proof.
It's Woeland's for sure.
I'm sorry man, we really gotta bounce.
Look at her!
Look at who you're killing.
What's the matter, old man?
Scared of a little girl's picture?
Okay, okay.
You guys made your point.
It's time for us to leave.
Let's not lose our shit here.
What are the toxins that are poisoning my daughter.
Answer me!
Dom!
Josh!
You piece of shit!
Whoa, whoa.
Let's all remain calm.
We don't want any more stray bullets.
Azello, put down the gun.
Put it down man.
DOMINICK: Josh, go to the van.
Dominick are you insane?
KEELEE: You're making it worse.
We don't need any cops here.
Can't let him go.
Second I do, Mr. muscle over there is gonna pop me.
Take it easy with that knife.
We don't want any more mishaps.
Keels, grab the wheel.
Josh, get in.
Once we're all safe inside, I'll let the old man go.
This is so fucked!
The cops are going to be here any minute.
We need to just explain to them
that this is all a misunderstanding.
Keels, Josh was on live TV making threats to this geezer.
Who do you think they'll believe, huh?
We need to leave now before someone else gets shot.
DOMINICK: We'll talk to the cops when we're good and ready.
JOSH: Fuck, this hurts.
Keelee, I really need you to drive.
Put the gun down, I'm not messing around!
Fuck this!
What the hell?
You were supposed to let him go.
KEELEE: You do know that this is kidnapping, right?
I did not sign up for this shit
KEELEE: I got to call the cops.
Dom, what the hell where you thinking.
If we would've stayed we would have been killed,
or gone to prison.
DOMINICK: Josh gets shot for nothing and Nicole dies.
Is that what you want?
I got this.
First, Josh gets his answers.
Then once we get the old man to see things our way
then go to the cops.
God dammit!
Just get it over with.
There's nowhere to run to now, Woeland.
So cut the bullshit.
I gave DePointe 10 years.
I made you rich, now you owe me.
What's making my daughter sick, that's all I want to know.
Is that all blood?
We've got to get you to a hospital, man.
I will talk to the cops.
Maybe they'll go easy on us.
I agree with the young lady.
Keelee, is it?
This has gotten out of hand.
You should just let me go.
We'll put all this behind us, yes?
Not yet, I want some answers.
I don't have any answers for you, Mr. Riverton.
WOELAND: I'm not a scientist.
I simply manage scientists.
If you had done your homework you'd know that.
I did my homework you--
What's wrong?
Are you okay?
I can't hear!
DOMINICK: Oh!
He's bleeding pretty bad.
Maybe we should stop for some bandages and shit.
Yeah.
Okay, good, we're stopping.
Alright.
But you have to know, if I see cops,
I'm not running.
Just hang in there buddy.
What the hell is taking her so long.
CLERK: Ma'am.
Ma'am!
There she is.
Okay, we're all set.
Where's the iodine?
Thank you so much.
KEELEE: Oh, my god!
-What happened? -What was that?
Oh, my god!
Fuck!
What the hell is going on?
Oh, yeah!
That's more like it.
What the fuck!
Who is this psycho?
He won't stop until the threat has been eliminated.
You are all a threat.
Will someone tell me what the hell is going on?
That lunatic just ran over a guy.
What? Stop!
We have to go back.
The fuck we are.
What the hell are you doing?
He crashed.
Are you sure?
He's not moving.
We have to back.
That guy is dead!
Okay, he got hit head on.
You don't know that.
We are not going back.
What's that smell?
Oh, I believe something is burning.
Nobody asked you.
Shut the fuck up!
What the fuck man?
DOMINICK: I don't want thing bursting into flames.
We need to pull over, get our heads straight.
And plug up that hole in your gut.
Over there.
Motel, I think.
Think we'll make it?
Stay quiet in there.
Can I help you?
Uh, yeah actually,
we're just looking for a room.
Maybe a couple hours?
Uh, huh.
This way, credit card, ID.
Actually, we can just take one of these.
All booked.
Uh, just me and my boyfriend tonight.
Hey there!
The car vas overheating
and this looked like a good place to stop.
Is this the room right here?
I can have a look at this for you.
It might need servicing.
It's nothing.
DOMINICK: We got it.
Just the two of you?
Yeah, just me and my boyfriend.
KEELEE: Here you go
ID and credit card
Damn, fuses.
You know what, I actually really gotta pee.
So, I'll just get those back from you later.
I'm gonna take a look at the box.
Here, take these.
It'll help with the pain.
It's okay.
It's strangers you're not supposed to take
candy from-
Yeah right.
No thanks.
DOMINICK: That's right
Jehovah would not approve.
Come on.
I'm Catholic not Jehova.
Ah, Catholics...of course.
For what is a man profited if he shall gain
the whole world.
What?
It's fine, just take one.
It's not going to kill you.
Uh, uh.
I need to stay in control
Okay, maybe just one pain killer.
JOSH: What are these?
This pink one I think is Oxycontin.
Pretty sure the blue on is a muscle relaxer.
And this white one?
Yeah, that um, shouldn't be in there.
You'd think for someone who loves drugs as much as you,
you'd have them all memorized by now.
Okay, first off, I don't love drugs.
Okay, you make me sound like some sort of junkie.
And second--
Hundreds have reported to been taken ill
from the avian bird flu.
Uh, okay?
I guess it's the fuses.
COREY VIEVANS: Police reporting shots fired at the Cielo convention center
less than an hour ago.
Protestors have already been dispersed
and no injuries are being reported but
police are investigating.
Choppers have been dispatched and are on the lookout
for a white van.
Oh, fuck me!
Great!
What's the plan?
Josh, you need a doctor.
Like Dom said.
We get some answers from this asshole,
and make sure he takes responsibility
for what the fuck just happened.
Okay, hold on.
We need to get more supplies.
Alright, antiseptic, iodine.
I'll go out quick before it gets hot.
Dom, why don't you re-park the van, alright?
-Get it out of sight. -DOMINICK: Yeah.
I'm on it.
Hey, you good?
Yeah.
Uh, wait!
This phone is fucked.
Let me borrow yours.
I got to call Amy before she freaks.
Where's yours?
It's dead.
Fuck, my ID.
God damnit!
Where is this bitch?
Jesus fucking Christ!
All set for your big night?
Yeah.
Um, look, whatever.
That store down the road, still open yeah?
Out of supplies, eh?
Supplies?
Yeah, no!
Um--
Men are all the same, ain't they.
Quick to get 'tween the sheets, but never remember
to buy no rubbers.
Right.
Uh, were-- were all good, thanks.
Don't make no difference no how.
Ain't no babies gonna grow in no skinny little chicken
like you anymore.
What did you just say to--
This is Amy.
Hey!
Uh, it's me.
My phone died.
I got Keelee's.
Josh, Jesus Christ!
I've been trying to call you.
What the hell is going on?
JOSH: Calm down!
No Josh, I will not calm down.
What in God's name where you doing there?
I had to hear from Claire that you're all over the news.
Talking about Nicole?
Showing her picture?
What did I tell you?
I had to.
They have to see the people they are hurting.
Hurting?
How would you know she's hurting.
You're never here.
Always off on some wild goose chase.
JOSH: What?
This is not-- I'm trying to--
Trying to what Josh?
Play the white knight for your sick daughter,
you want everyone to think you're some noble crusader,
when really you're too chicken shit to face reality.
You'd rather bury your head in some conspiracy theories.
Conspiracy theories?
They've practically admitted wrong doing.
Innocent men don't make settlements
for billions of dollars.
You're just going to get yourself in trouble.
Did you know there was a shooting there?
Did you see it?
JOSH: Uh, what?
Uh, no.
I-- I didn't know there was a shooting.
We left.
Where are you?
Why aren't you here?
What could possibly be more important
than being with your daughter right now?
JOSH: Trying to get to the bottom of Nicole's illness.
Depointe knows exactly what--
Josh please just give it a rest!
I had to see him.
I had to look him in the eye.
See who?
Something's wrong, I got to go.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What's going on?
AMY: I can't, I gotta go.
Tell me what's going on.
Just get here.
Fuck!
DOMINICK: Hey, it's me. Open up.
Hey! Van's all good.
-You okay? -Yeah, I'm good
-Is Keelee back yet? -No.
WOELAND: Ah, classic!
I've never understood the appeal of these things.
Is it supposed to deliver us from evil?
Who cares about that stupid thing.
What's DePointe dumping that's making my daughter sick?
Look, I understand your daughter is sick.
It's very unfair, and you're looking
for someone to blame.
Bullshit!
I worked at DePointe for 10 years.
I've seen the reports.
I've seen your name on them.
We have so many divisions.
Are you sure you don't have me confused with someone else?
I don't.
I worked sales in the agricultural division,
your division.
How do you not remember me?
Well there are so many employees.
I couldn't-
I'm the guy that went to the press.
I blew the lid wide open.
Do you remember me know?
Just cut the shit and tell me what the toxins
are before I really get pissed--
Toxins? What's this about?
I don't know anything about toxins.
Okay.
DOMINICK: Just do what he says and you won't get hurt, old man.
Tell me and go free.
It's that simple.
Oh, wait a minute.
I see, I see.
I'm beginning to get the picture.
You worked at DePoine and got fired, no?
Now you're looking for retribution,
so, you're blaming us for some mysterious toxins.
They're no mysterious, you know.
You practically invented half the stuff there.
That's quite perceptive of you.
You kind of remind me of someone I used to know.
But uh, I keep telling you I'm management.
Now if you ask me about spreadsheets.
WOELAND: I'll tell you anything you want to know.
I swear to God, I'm going to hurt
this piece of shit.
Hold on, hold on.
There's been enough violence here today.
This has already escalated to kidnapping.
If you let me go now I won't say anything.
I'm really getting tired of repeating myself.
I really think you should let me go before this gets ugly.
My bodyguard Azello, he's not quite as understanding
as I am.
-He'll be here shortly. -Your man is dead.
Serves him right for shooting at us.
Now quit stalling and tell me the answer.
It sounded to me like that was your wife on the phone, yes?
WOELAND: Maybe you should listen to her.
And give up this futile crusade.
Easy, easy!
Jesus, let me look at that.
No, I'll do it.
Just keep an eye on that piece of shit.
Make sure he doesn't get any bright ideas.
Aw, hurt your pride did I?
Hey, let me see your knife.
Are you going to do something stupid?
Yup.
What the fuck?
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
COREY VIEVANS: Wanted for questioning is this man Josh Riverton,
a former employee of DePointe Chemical.
He was questioned earlier--
So what happens when that dashing newscaster
is showing your face on the screen.
Then what?
Shut the fuck up, old man.
Then the life you dreamed of with that Keelee girl goes.
down in flames.
You want me to put that bag over your head?
DOMINICK: Keep talking.
Why are you doing this?
What's in it for you?
I'll always have my boys' back.
Loyal to the end.
A snake like you wouldn't understand that.
Oh, that's the code you live by.
Okay, by all means then let's be honest.
You're not doing this for Josh, you're doing this for Keelee.
WOELAND: You see the way she looks at him
when he's out fighting for his daughter.
You want her to look at you that way.
I see what you're trying to do.
It's not going to work
DOMINICK: You don't know me.
But I know the type.
You love Keelee, yeah?
But, she's not quite convinced that you're the man for her.
WOELAND: She has eyes for someone else.
When Nicole dies, and she will die.
Josh's wife will leave him, who do you think will be there
with a shoulder to cry on?
WOELAND: Who's Josh's number one fan?
Who fantasizes about Josh being a devoted father
to a baby of her own?
You like that old man?
Keep it up!
Be smart.
You still got time.
Walk out that door, take the van.
WOELAND: Go find her.
Get yourselves away from Josh's mess.
Not a chance.
When the police arrive I'll keep your name
out of the report.
It will be like none of this ever happened.
DOMINICK: Yeah, right.
Like I'm supposed to believe you?
The choice is simple.
Lose Keelee to another man or you take charge
and claim the life you dreamed of.
Goddamn that hurt.
Phew.
Shit was so bad.
I couldn't even see straight.
You okay?
We need to get this over with man.
They got your face all over the news.
Find out what you can from this piece of shit.
Then let's get our stories straight and dump him.
I need a smoke.
WOELAND: You love Keelee, yeah?
But, she's not quite convinced you're the man for her.
Hey!
WOELAND: She has eyes for someone else.
Let me know if there's anything I can do to help.
WOELAND: Who fantasizes about Josh being a devoted father
to a baby of her own.
Devoting all that time for his daughter.
WOELAND: You want her to look at you that way.
Be smart.
You still got time.
Get yourselves away from Josh's mess.
I'm done playing your games.
And what exactly do you plan to do with that?
Tweeze me to death?
Whatever I have to.
Hope you can type all those spreadsheets without a thumb.
I'm really starting to like you, Josh.
You've got moxy, but let's be honest.
You're no more cut out for violence than I am.
You're a brain
Not a brute.
Well I have no problem jamming this in your gut.
Is that the best threat you got?
Hopeless.
You point your tweezers at me and I'm supposed to tell you
why your daughter's organs are failing.
I never said anything about her organs failing.
How would you know that?
You did say toxins, right?
That's what toxins do.
Did you even consider that I can just lie to you?
Tell you what you want to hear?
You really didn't think this thing through did you?
Ah, the folly of youth.
Until the doctors confirm what you tell me is legit,
you're going to sit in this chair.
I don't care how long it takes.
How much time you think you have?
Your novel mix of tenacity and stupidity may have
caught Azello off guard,
but he's not through with you.
Save yourself now while you still have a chance.
I'll deal with him
if and when that time ever comes.
You fool!
You have no idea what you got yourself into.
Listen to me
I'm trying to help you.
Last chance!
Really?
Got what it takes to graduate from whistle blower to murderer,
Mrs Riverton?
Aha, so you do know who I am!
What's so fucking funny?
Go ahead, stab me.
How exactly do you think that kidnapping
and attempted murder is going to help your credibility?
Derananged madman, spouting outrageous claims,
assaults a pillar of the science community.
So wait, all this-- You were just baiting me?
And finally, a moment of clarity.
Of course we were.
Frankly, I never thought you'd go this far.
Part of me hoped that you wouldn't,
but you had to be so Goddamn stubborn.
This can't be happening.
Oh, but it is happening Josh.
It's what you wanted.
All that remains now is to awake your reckoning.
Who knows, maybe Azello will show you some mercy.
Well, he'd look like a hero if he did.
This just in.
Suspects were just seen around Carterville
about 30 minutes ago.
Where they were apparently in an accident with a train
and another vehicle.
They are considered armed and dangerous
and should not be approached.
It can't end like this.
What's it gonna take?
Well, everything has its price, Josh.
How far are you willing to go?
I'm telling you, I don't want trouble.
You can leave now.
Stop, stop!
Shit, shit, shit.
This isn't right.
Something interesting down there?
What the hell did Keelee give me?
WOELAND: She has been gone a long time.
You sure she's coming back?
Fuck!
It's Keelee's.
Rats always flee a sinking ship.
How did you kn--
Fuck, fuck man!
Josh, we gotta go!
Azello!
He's fucking out there!
Killed a guy, dude!
So you think I'm a mess?
I've lost it?
What the fuck are you talking about?
Was drugging me part of the plan?
What the hell?
Where's Dom?
I should be asking you?
What was in those pills?
I'm tripping out!
Shit!
Okay, look, you probably took the MDA.
Alright, you'll be fine.
You'll live.
Here take this, okay.
You gave me molly for a gunshot wound?
No, no, no.
MDA, not MDMA.
KEELEE: You'll be okay, I'm sorry.
It just must've got mixed in.
You're just going to trip out a little.
Now, where the fuck is Dom.
Probably took off from the sound of it.
Call him.
No, he wouldn't do that, okay?
VOICEMAIL: Your call has been forwarded to an automatic messaging system.
Shit, voicemail.
Alright look, you gotta go find him.
That fucking psychopath is out there, alright.
I saw him at the drugstore.
He crushed a guy's head.
What? You saw him? The same guy?
I did warn you.
This is your fault!
Call off your goon, now!
Oh, I'm afraid I can't do that.
This guy's been nothing but a prick!
He won't budge for anything.
Now he'll talk.
KEELEE: Just leave this to me, okay?
Go, find Dom.
He parked the van out back.
Yeah.
KEELEE: And stay out of sight.
Dom!
Dominick!
Dom!
Dude!
I swear, I don't know.
Listen up, pops.
You know what we want, so just tell us
so that we can get the fuck out of here.
And don't think I'm weak because I'm a fucking chick.
I would never think such as thing.
My boss is certainly proof of that.
Why I bet even a junkie like yourself
has got a lot of fight in her.
Fuck you!
I'm not a junkie, alright?
You see a needle sticking out of my arm?
It's recreational, asshole.
There's a difference.
All those recreational activities
must get very expensive.
Where do you get the money, I wonder.
WOELAND: Your salary barely covers the basics.
Then there's the credit card debt.
That payment to that clinic.
How do you know all of this?
Who are you?
I'm your ticket out of this mess.
Look, Azello will be here soon
and you've seen what he's capable of.
Dominick is long gone, and Josh--
Josh is a lost cause.
He'll be lucky if he lands in jail.
And you--
I'm just a broke ass junkie, right?
Well that all depends.
Maybe we can come to a financial arrangement.
What kind of financial arrangement?
One phone call and you could have enough money
to spend the rest of your days on a private beach in Ibiza.
Alright, that would have to be an awful lot of money.
And just what would I have to do for that kind of cash?
Something a lot less demeaning then you've had to do
in the past for money.
A phone call!
That's it.
I call, talk to the boss explain the situation.
She transfers the money to your account, done.
What's the catch?
No catch.
Once see the money in the account
you abandon this silly crusade.
Abandon Josh and Nicole?
No, forget it.
You think saving the day will make Josh leave his wife
and come running to you?
It's not like that.
We're just friends.
WOELAND: It's painfully obvious you want more.
Dominick saw it, he was smart enough
to save himself and leave.
No, Dominick wouldn't leave.
Wouldn't he?
The text he sent implies otherwise.
You don't know what you're talking about.
Take the money, walk out that door.
Never utter a single word in protest
against DePointe ever again.
That's the kind of silence that $5 million can buy.
There's no way you can get that kind of cash.
You can dial the number.
I don't have to hold the phone.
What's it gonna hurt?
Daddy, I'll show you.
I'm so good, I can even do it backwards.
Hold on baby, there's something on your face.
Oh, again?
You still have your tissue?
Daddy's got it.
Just tilt your head back.
That's it.
Yeah, what's up? Are they in?
Daddy, can I go play?
They backed out?
Are you kidding me? Dammit!
There goes my bonus.
What'd they say?
Who showed them those reports?
How am I supposed to sell this shit
if that stuff is all over the news?
-Daddy. -Optics?
What do you think the optics are, Karen?
When my clients hear about some estuary DePointe
accidentally soaked in benzene?
I don't feel good.
Shit, I gotta go.
It's ringing.
Let's put this on speaker.
Excuse me.
Hello.
Ms. Hellan, it's Luis, Luis Woeland.
Luis Woeland.
Oh, Louie Woeland.
MS. HELLAN: To what do I owe the rare pleasure?
Sorry to bother you, uh, what time is it there?
No bother at all.
It's lunchtime.
We're just recovering from a little fundraiser
we had last night.
You know our projects don't come cheap.
Yes, I do so marvel at your talents, Ms Hellan.
Um, that's actually why I'm calling.
I find myself in somewhat of a predicament
WOELAND: I don't suppose you've seen the news?
What happened?
I've been kidnapped.
I'm sorry, you've been what?
Kidnapped?
Yes, I'm with my captors right now
being held at knife point.
MS HELLAN: I'm sorry, I need a moment. This is too much.
Somebody actually decided to kidnap Louie Woeland.
I bet it was the crusader.
Well they never cease to surprise do they, my friend.
Yes indeed, no they don't.
Uh, they are willing to take a ransom,
I'm going to have some bank details forwarded
to you shortly.
How much is this going to cost us?
$5 million U.S.
Great!
So pretty much every penny I raised last night
is going to some shiftless criminals.
Where's Azello in all of this?
Azello go waylayed by my captors.
We'd like to get this cleared up before he returns.
You know he's never been one for subtlety.
Well, I suppose it's easier to clean up
a few suspicious bank drafts than few suspicious corpses.
Send me the details.
And Louis...
MS. HELLAN: ...I trust you can take care of all this.
We have a deal after all.
Of course, of course.
Thank you, Ms. Hellan.
Oh, and do give my warm regards to the group.
I've completed my end of the deal,
now it's time for you to uphold yours.
Oh no, not until I get my money.
I'm not an idiot.
Text your name and the last four
of your social to that number you just dialed.
And can you please loosen the straps a bit?
My hands have gone numb.
Not taking any chances with you, Louie.
Well can you at least take the knife out of me.
That I can do.
Ah, that's better.
You know, all this is just for the greater good, you know?
WOELAND: Is that so?
Speaking of which.
It's asking for a pin code.
Remember, by taking this money you accept our terms
of absolute silence, understood?
I don't understand.
I just gave you my details two seconds ago.
The money is there, is it not?
Yeah, this doesn't make any sense.
Our league has a different way of doing business.
Do you want the pin or not?
Yeah, we're good.
I can keep my mouth shut.
Excellent.
3, 2, 1, 0.
Well, if you'd like to untie me I'd like to use your phone too.
Oh, sorry.
Is it hot in here?
I don't feel so good.
Dom!
No, no!
No!
What happened?
Get your shit together girl.
You're just having a panic attack.
Okay, my-- my meds.
Oh, my God!
Okay.
Okay, okay, okay.
I'm okay, wha-wha--
What the fuck?
What?
Oh, my God!
Oh, my God.
Fuck!
Oh, my God
What?
Keelee, Keelee!
Keelee!
Dominick, he's dead!
JOSH: Fuck, Dominck's dead!
Keelee, open the door!
I do hope she's doing alright.
She seemed very upset.
JOSH: No, no, no, no!
Oh, my God!
What'd you do? What'd you do?
No.
I'm so sorry, I'm sorry.
It's all my fault.
WOELAND: Well congratulations!
WOELAND: Now you can add two counts of negligent manslaughter
to kidnapping and assault.
This is all your fault.
You did this!
Strapped to this chair?
Bullshit!
You did something.
I--I don't know what.
You did something like mind control or something.
WOELAND: Mind control.
You see, there it is.
That's the trouble with you young people today,
no one takes responsibility for their actions anymore.
WOELAND: Keelee chose her fate, just as Dominick did.
Dominick didn't kill himself either.
I don't know what happened.
Oh, fuck, Azello!
WOELAND: Oh, yeah.
Yup, that'll stop him dead in his tracks,
give up now.
You're smarter than this.
WOELAND: Don't end up like your friends.
Not 'til I get the answers I came for.
Still playing the hopeless fool?
How do you think is going to play out in the press, huh?
You were the mastermind behind all this criminality.
Now, two people are dead.
It's over.
WOELAND: No one's going to believe a word a murderer has to say.
No, I didn't kill them.
I didn't kill them, I didn't do it.
WOELAND: You sure about that?
Can you really trust yourself on all those drugs?
Maybe I saw it differently.
One call to my friends at the network,
they'll have half the country believing you're a terrorist
by dinner time.
No, no.
This is so fucked!
What the fuck?
Did you see that?
It's ear.
Oh, wonderful!
I do believe you're finally losing it.
What did you do to me?
Oh, it's never anything you did, is it, Josh?
It's always what someone else did.
Pathetic!
You really do remind me of someone.
KEELEE: Follow the money and all that.
Josh, that you?
You crying?
What's wrong?
Is Nicole okay?
Her liver is failing.
They're taking her into surgery now.
Let me talk to her.
Here, it's daddy.
Daddy, are you coming?
Oh, baby, I can't, I really want to, but--
NICOLE: I have to take a big sleep,
but then I get to play with kitty.
JOSH: I need you to do one thing for me though, okay?
Mhmm.
When you go to sleep, I want--
I want you to think about good things.
Only good things.
Think about playing with Kitty.
Think about daddy taking you for ice cream, okay?
Are you-- are you-- are you there?
NICOLE: Okay, strawberry ice cream.
I love you, boo boo.
NICOLE: Mhmm, mommy wants you.
Doctors are here, I have to go.
Where are you?
JOSH: Baby I'm so sorry.
It all went wrong
Wha-- what happened?
Fuck!
Dominick, Keelee, oh, God!
What have you done?
It's all my fault.
Whatever you hear or see I just wanted you to know.
It's all my fault.
Josh you're scaring me.
I thought I could find the answers.
God-- So stupid.
The whole thing was a fucking wild goose chase.
They tricked me.
JOSH: I thought things could be different.
I'm sorry baby, I'm so sorry!
I wish I could take it all back.
I could make things, I could make things better.
But I just hope one day you and Nicole can forgive me.
Whatever you done it's going to be okay, we love you.
We'll get through this, just come back to us.
I have to go.
I'll call you right back.
Wait, wait!
I need you to do one thing for me.
Okay, you gotta promise, okay?
Oh, Josh, I'll call you right back.
Just get in the car.
Promise me, Amy.
Okay, okay, what is it?
Whatever happens to me,
I need you to look up a company called Hemlock.
Hemlock, got it?
Hemlock, okay, I promise.
I love you, bye.
I love you.
Thank you for that amazing story, Marianne.
After the break we'll be talking
to Riverton's classmate who claims
the unhinged sociopath was often high on illicit drugs.
COREY VIEVANS: And now a word from our sponsor.
What's the matter Josh,
not happy with the network's coverage?
I should thank you for this material, Josh.
It might earn me a peabody.
COREY VIEVANS: Tonight's top story.
Deadbeat dad and worthless husband has more skeletons
in his closet than a vatican bishop.
I'd suggest you do us all a favor and just kill yourself.
But you'd probably fuck that up too,
like you do everything else.
Get a grip, it's just the drugs.
This isn't real.
This just in, Josh Riverton's a shameless hypocrite.
For years he's been collecting paychecks
as countless people got sick and died.
I didn't know, it wasn't proven.
So you grow a conscience and become a phony crusader.
What if I told you the answers you were looking for
are right behind that door.
What's holding you back.
Go ahead.
NICOLE: Daddy...
...I don't feel good.
You came, did you bring Kitty?
No baby, Kitty's uh-- Kitty's sleeping.
I came to take you home.
Can I tell you something?
I know a secret, but I promised
not to tell anyone.
Not even Kitty.
A-- a secret, huh?
Um, can you give me a hint?
Pretty please?
I won't tell anybody.
Promise, no one?
Okay?
Kitty!
JOSH: That's not Kitty.
Time to go baby.
Nicole, Nicole!
Wake up sweetie, wake up!
Begging at the feet of those you would condemn?
Is this really how you intended to redeem yourself
to your family?
No.
I'm not falling for any more of your mind games.
I'm done.
Oh, I doubt that very much.
A desperate man will cling to even the most
preposterous fiction if it will save him
from seeing his own failings.
That's where you're wrong, old man.
My eyes are wide open.
I don't need anymore of your answers,
I already know what the poison is.
I've known all along.
The real poison is you.
JOSH: Might be too late for my Nicole.
But it's not too late for all the rest.
I can still redeem myself exactly the way
she would've wanted.
I'll be there at the end to hold her hand.
And when she's at peace, I'm going to end this nightmare
that you and your Hemlock group started.
Uh, I'm afraid I can't let you do that, Mr. Riverton.
Watch me!
The collector has come for his pound of flesh.
I'd find something a little more substantial than those tweezers,
if I were you.
What about the pillow?
The Pillow, that might work.
Or the lamp.
Throw the lamp at him.
Or maybe you can ward him off with the angel.
Shut the fuck up!
Stay down, I mean it!
No, this isn't real.
You're not real, it's just a--
Did you kill him?
Uh, uh.
That thing...
...knocked him back to where he came from.
You fool.
You have no idea what you've done.
WOELAND: She's going to be furious.
You fool, you should have left
WOELAND: While you still had the chance.
Who's she?
What are you talking about?
After what you just saw...
...do you still have to ask?
Am I going to hell?
If you're lucky.
MS. HELLAN: Is this the little shit that's been giving you
so much grief?
He's dead.
It's over.
MS. HELLAN: Oh, Please!
This is just a minor hiccup.
I have a hundred DePointe's and a thousand Woelands.
So the polluting, the sickness, all on purpose.
Salting the earth one ecological disaster at a time.
And killing innocent people in the process?
Innocent?
Is that what you think you are?
I didn't do that.
Your ghoul did.
JOSH: Yeah, it was him not me.
There's no blood on my hands.
You have no power over me.
I'm right, aren't I?
You have to let me go.
What if I make you a deal?
You give me your soul
and I make sure your daughter has a long life.
In a world you're gonna poison.
She'll have time.
We can't poison the earth overnight.
Someone might actually give a shit.
MS. HELLAN: No.
It's got to be slow.
Humans are like frogs that way.
Times running out.
Azello might be banished
but, that shape shifter is still around here somewhere.
Do we have a deal?
Fine.
JOSH: Send me to hell.
As long as my daughter lives.
How much time do I have?
When do I go?
Oh, sweetie, you're already there.
Wait, what is this?
See you Monday morning, Dr. Woeland.
So they're going to air it?
When?
COREY VIEVANS: Yep, Sunday night.
That's amazing.
That's probably the best news I can imagine.
COREY VIEVANS: It's a shame Josh didn't get to see
all of his hard work pay off.
DePointe is finished.
Hemlock's campaign of destruction
will be a secret no more.
There's just so much I wish I could tell him now.
I'm just happy Nicole could be proud of her dad
and you're going to tell the world
what a great man he was.
Don't you worry, Amy,
I'll make sure Josh gets everything he deserves.
And how's my favorite little nugget?
AMY: She's okay, misses her daddy.
We both do.
But she's feeling much better.
Amazing.
Well, you give Nicole a big kiss for me
and tell her I'll see her soon.
AMY: Thanks again Corey, you're an angel.
Anytime.