Three gunshots.
One to the head. Two in the torso.
You think this was a home invasion gone wrong?
It's too early to tell, but it's a lot of shooting
for a home invasion, and pretty accurate too.
Two in the side, then one in the head.
Feels like an execution.
Can you try to sound a little less excited about this?
"Paul Levitt."
He's the owner, according to the mail.
And absent from all the family photos.
Divorce?
Something.
Detective Lin, I think we got some gunshot residue here.
The victim fired?
Can't be sure yet, but looks that way.
But no gun.
No. We did a thorough search before you arrived.
You smell that?
- What, shit and death? - No. Ammonia.
Someone tried to clean up over here.
Buckle up, Hernandez.
Looks like we got ourselves a murder.
I can't believe this happened while we were home.
Did you see or hear anything
between 6:00 last night and 6:00 this morning?
- We're never on this side of the house. - The front of your house?
What about the security cameras?
We were home last night.
We don't generally arm the system when we're home.
It's a pretty safe neighborhood.
So, when was the last time you saw Mr. Levitt?
Paul moved out a few months ago.
They're in the middle of a divorce.
So the last time you saw Mr. Levitt was when he moved out?
- No. He's been around. - No.
He plays golf at the club and comes to all the social events.
I'm sorry, do you need to deal with that?
No. It's just the crushed oyster shells.
- For the pétanque court. - Of course.
So Paul, he was a friend of yours?
I guess you could say that.
Can you think of anyone that may have wanted to hurt him,
or anyone that might've threatened him?
No. Not really.
Wait, didn't you say that he got into a fight at Nick's?
- That wasn't anything. - Who's Nick?
Nick Brandes.
The NBA player?
Yeah, he lives a few blocks down.
So, this Nick Brandes got into a fight with Mr. Levitt?
That hardly seems like a fair fight.
No. Nick was having the party.
Okay. So, who did Mr. Levitt have a fight with at this party?
There's only one way this could have gone.
- Hey. - Hey, Coop.
I mean, my money is on Sam, right?
They're at each other's throats with this divorce,
and now it all goes to her.
She's got motive, opportunity…
Grace said Sam was out of town.
You know, the guys who invested in Paul's restaurants are pretty mobbed up.
- Maybe he pissed off the wrong guy. - Or it could be random.
Great. Professional hit. Serial killer.
Fuck. I'm getting a gun.
What do you think, Coop?
I think soon as Gordy gets a gun,
it's only a matter of time before he shoots his own dick off.
Fuck you.
Ms. Levitt, thank you for getting here so quickly from Boston.
Of course. I left the minute you called.
I'm very sorry for your loss.
I don't know how I'm gonna tell my boys.
Paul could be a real prick, but, you know, he's still their father.
Well, I spoke to your parents,
and they confirmed that you and your sons were with them all night last night
celebrating a birthday.
Thank God we went.
I don't wanna think what would've happened if we were home.
Speaking of which, why was Mr. Levitt at your house?
He no longer lived there, right?
He got himself a small place over in Pound Ridge,
but he never fully moved out, you know?
So, every so often, he shows up to get something.
And you're okay with that?
Not really, no.
But what am I gonna do about it?
When I said I was gonna change the locks,
he threatened to stop paying the mortgage.
I was just trying to keep things as peaceful as I could for the kids.
He didn't make it easy.
You're aware that you're the sole beneficiary
of a $20 million life insurance policy in your husband's name?
I was going to get a healthy amount from our divorce settlement.
Now you get it all.
I apologize. I gotta ask these questions.
- That wasn't a question. - No, I guess it wasn't.
So, your husband left you for a much younger woman.
That must've made you angry.
No.
He was begging me to come back.
And you didn't want him back?
This divorce was the best thing that could've happened to me.
Paul was no picnic.
I mean, this is the first time in my life I'm not taking care of a man.
You're not seeing anyone else?
For now, I'm happy to focus on my kids and then me.
When was the last time you spoke to your husband?
- Last night. - Did you speak often?
He called a lot. He was having trouble letting go.
How did he sound?
Drunk, sad, angry. The usual.
Did Paul have any enemies you're aware of?
Not really, no.
What about Andrew Cooper?
I'm sorry. What?
Well, apparently Paul and Mr. Cooper got into a fight
a couple of weeks ago at a party.
You look surprised.
Coop and Mel are friends from the neighborhood.
I haven't heard anything about a fight.
And Mel is Mr. Cooper's wife?
Ex-wife.
Tell me about your husband's businesses. The restaurants.
No, Paul kept me at arm's length for all of that.
I wasn't involved.
Maybe you could look into his investors?
Paul was always kind of paranoid about them.
From what I gather, they were somewhat sketchy.
Did Paul own a gun?
Yeah. I told you, he was kind of paranoid.
Do you know what kind?
No. I don't know anything about guns.
I told him to keep his in his office.
He got me one too, but I've never used it.
It's in the safe back at the house.
I can give you the combination.
You can check. It's never been fired.
It's one of those small ones. I don't know.
Are we finished here?
I'm sorry, I have to check in on my boys.
Yeah, of course.
- You don't trust her? - Do you?
The alibi checks out. I spoke to the parents myself.
Well, it doesn't mean she wasn't involved.
You'll check on that gun in the safe?
- Got it. - Out with the old, in with the new.
- That's the girlfriend? - Yeah.
Paul certainly had some game. I'll give him that.
- It was transactional. - How do you know?
Look at her.
You're a very cynical person. Anyone ever tell you that?
And what are you, a romantic?
I just like to see the good in people.
Especially when they look like that.
- You want me to take this one? - Wouldn't you love that?
Why don't you go check on that gun?
I tried Sam again. She's still not picking up.
I mean, her phone must be blowing up. She'll see you called.
I feel so awful for her. The boys.
I know. Paul could be kind of a dick,
but he wasn't a bad guy.
- Really? - No, not really.
You ready for your trip tomorrow?
It just feels kind of wrong to go right now.
I'm wondering if I should let Tori and Coop go alone.
I mean, these college recruiting trips are a big deal.
I think it'll be good for Tori
to have both of her parents focused on her for a bit,
- considering, you know… - That she hates us?
She doesn't hate you.
Hey, you think it'll be strange being back there with Coop?
What do you mean?
It's where y'all fell in love.
No.
I just hope he doesn't forget that it's tomorrow.
Mr. Cooper, I'm Detective Lin. Westmont PD.
What can I do for you, Detective?
I'm sure you heard
that your friend Paul Levitt was shot and killed last night.
Yes. It's terrible. I think we're all still in shock.
Do you mind if I come in for a minute?
No, please. By all means.
Can I offer you something to drink?
No.
- You live alone? - Yeah.
Well, not exactly. Not right now.
My sister. Temporarily. Hence the mess.
So, about Mr. Levitt.
I heard there's no love lost between you two.
- I wouldn't say that. - No?
I heard you got into a fight at a party.
That.
Well, it wasn't really a fight.
It was just sort of Paul being Paul.
Well, now Paul's being dead,
so I gotta ask you what the fight was about.
Well, I honestly don't remember.
We were both drinking, and I said something he didn't like,
he shoved me.
You know, we were both pretty drunk, if I'm being honest.
Is there any reason why you wouldn't be?
- Drunk? - Honest.
None at all.
Do you get into a lot of fights, Mr. Cooper?
- No. - 'Cause those bruises on your knuckles
look a little too fresh to be from the fight with Paul.
Yeah, well, like I said, it wasn't a fight,
and this is a tennis injury.
Tennis.
Happens more often than you think.
Can I ask you where you were last night?
- Seriously? - Gotta rule you out.
I was at the Queue nightclub in Manhattan.
Q-U-E-U-E.
- Did you go with anyone? - I did not.
You went by yourself?
I find you're far more likely to leave with someone
if you don't go with someone.
- Did you leave with someone? - I didn't.
- Is that unusual for you? - Less and less so.
- What time did you arrive home? - I wanna say midnight.
Spent the rest of the night here, hanging with my sister.
You're a little old to be going to nightclubs, though.
No shit. I'm newly single,
and it's not like I'm gonna meet people out here.
You know, Samantha Levitt is also newly single and very attractive.
- Do you know if she's seeing anyone? - No idea.
She's friendlier with my ex.
I heard that she and Paul were having a pretty bad divorce.
Do you know of any good ones?
Yeah. I guess you would know.
I'm sorry, Detective Lin, do you have a problem with me?
No.
Of course not. What would make you think that?
I guess it's just your sunny disposition.
Yeah, well, I get that a lot.
Thank you for your time, Mr. Cooper.
Sure. Let me walk you out.
You're sure there's a cure
And you have finally found it
You think one drink
Will shrink you Till you're underground
And living down
But it's not going to stop
It's not going to stop
Till you wise up
Prepare a list for what you need
Before you sign away the deed
But it's not going to…
You know, I think the last time I did one of these was probably with you.
- Not exactly a grown-up's drink. - No.
- Hey, you were really great. - Thank you.
You really were, by the way.
- People were really vibing. - Thanks.
You know, I'm surprised to see you here.
I figured your pub days were long over.
I mean, now that you have a family and all.
Are you kidding? This is the only time I really get to myself.
And your wife is okay with this?
I'm not sure she notices I'm gone.
Sorry. Oversharing.
Yeah, you're really bringing the mood down.
- Sorry. - Just shut up and drink.
Okay.
Cheers.
You're quiet.
Just hungry.
How are things going at the fish market?
They're starting to recognize me there, but it takes time.
Sometimes they pull me. Sometimes they don't.
Yes, but…
It's good money when they do.
It's smelly money.
You call Mama?
Yeah.
Damn. Hold on.
- Holy shit. - What?
- Everything okay? - S…
Yes. No.
I have to make a call.
I was hoping to talk to you about something.
Yeah. Sorry. Give me a few minutes.
I mean, this is a nightmare.
They haven't accused me, but you know they always suspect the wife.
Well, I think they're looking at me too, after that fight I had with Paul.
Yeah, I heard about that. What happened there?
It was, you know… it was nothing, really.
Were you defending my honor? That's sweet.
Speaking of which,
the cops asked me if I'd been seeing anyone.
- Well, I hope you told them no. - Of course I said no.
The last thing I need is Mel and everyone else icing me out,
but thanks for your concern.
You know, I am concerned.
Yeah, just not for me.
Sam--
Hey.
Back.
Excited?
Not as much as you and Mom apparently.
- You're gonna love it. - Don't embarrass me.
I make no promises.
Hey, Dad.
- Glad you could make it. - It wasn't up to me.
That's the spirit.
Hey, you're suspended, buddy. We own you.
Trust me, you'll be glad you came.
Road trip!
- You're in a good mood. - Always.
Really?
Yep!
- Are we there yet? Okay. - I will punch you in the face.
Hey, Mom, do you think Sam killed Paul?
What?
Don't be ridiculous.
Why is that so ridiculous? Didn't you ever want to kill Dad?
- Yes. - Hey! Thank you.
- But the point is I didn't. - Right here.
Right. Yeah, you just divorced him.
- Oh, God. Tori, come on. - All right.
I knew I should've just had Jake go with me.
I don't understand why this had to become a family trip.
- Because it's college, honey… - Okay.
…and taking your kids to college is a big deal.
You don't want to waste that on some dumb boyfriend
who's not even gonna be around in a couple years.
Why are you such an asshole to him?
Instinct.
Okay, well, I hate to break it to you, but Jake's not going anywhere.
- But you are. - What does that mean?
- Can we talk about something else-- - It means that two weeks
after you get to college, you will be done with him, if not sooner.
I'm sorry, but not all of us just walk out on the people we love, Dad.
You don't love him.
Really? What do you know about love?
Hey!
- No, it's fine. Let her speak. - It's not fine.
- No, I wanna hear what… - No, seriously, Dad.
- What do you know about love? - I know what it feels like to have it,
and I know how it tears you apart when you lose it.
This may sound stupid to you, but sometimes you know more about love
by losing it than having it in the first place.
I know what it's like to see the little girl
who used to hold my hand every day grow up and roll her eyes at me
and speak to me with such contempt that it makes it hard for me to breathe.
Dad, I'm…
Jesus, sweetheart, I'm sorry.
I don't know…
I don't know why I said any of that. I'm really, really sorry.
Let's just… I'm sorry, hon. Sorry.
I know.
- You want some water, you guys? - There's water in there.
- It's really good. - No? Okay.
Hope you don't mind. I have to get my shots in.
It's fine.
Hari gave me the heads up. You're here to talk about Paul.
I heard you had quite the party here.
Nah.
It was actually pretty tame.
I heard that one of your guests got carried out in an ambulance.
Yeah, yeah. I feel bad about that.
I mean, sometimes I forget who I'm playing with.
I also heard there was a fight of some sort
between Mr. Levitt and Andrew Cooper.
No, that wasn't a fight.
That was just two middle-aged white dudes letting off some steam.
Do you know what it was about?
No. No idea.
But Paul, he's always been something of a hothead.
- And Mr. Cooper? - Coop?
No. No, Coop's not a fighter.
If he was, he'd have taken a swing at me a long time ago.
- Why is that? - I'm dating his wife. Ex-wife.
And he went to your party?
Yeah, I was surprised too.
Hey, this is Andrew Cooper. Send me a text.
Hi, everyone. Welcome to Princeton.
Coop.
We're just waiting for one or two more stragglers,
and then we'll get started.
Hey, so they wanna show me the team facilities.
But, sweetie, it's the tour. We have the tour.
- Okay. - Can't they show you afterwards?
Well, okay. But they said they can show me around.
Okay. Well, call us when you wanna meet up.
Okay. Cool. Thanks, guys.
Yeah, we're not gonna hear from her again, are we?
- Nope. - Nope.
And Hunter doesn't need a tour of Princeton just yet.
- Or ever. - Don't worry.
I've got something else planned for him.
What?
So we've got all the same tech as any professional recording studio.
Logic Pro, 72-channel analog mixing console,
custom Gryphon subwoofers up there.
We've got access to every instrument you can think of
and thousands more in the digital banks.
So Ultraviolet Studios is usually reserved for students,
but I figured you could come in today, do your thing.
Are you serious?
We're training two bands to produce a few demos,
which you can totally sit in on if you want.
And afterwards, there will be time for you to play around.
- Sound good? - Sounds great.
- Okay. - Let's go.
- We'll come get you later for dinner. - Bye.
I called in a favor.
How many favors you gotta call in to get him in here?
We just need to get him into college. Period.
Then he'll figure it out and find his people.
Like we did.
Yeah.
So, we seem to have the day to ourselves.
We do?
Any ideas?
Follow me.
- Everything okay? - Yeah. Just the guys playing detective.
What is the prevailing theory?
Loan sharks.
God, that is so awful. I can't even imagine.
Yeah. Let's make a deal.
Let's not talk about real life. At all. Just for today.
And if I do?
If you do, you have to take a shot.
You got it.
- Speaking of which, we need another… - No, I already took care of it.
Thank you.
Rest, traveler, rest, and banish thoughts of care.
Drink to thy friends and recommend them here.
Is this weird?
It's a time warp.
Can't believe how little this place has changed.
I mean, if it ain't broke…
Hey, you think Thomas Sweet still has my fireballs?
Because I ate all of the ones
- you gave me for my birthday. - Oh, God.
Thank you for that. It was a treat.
My pleasure. By the way, did Nick recover from the party?
Less than two minutes in, and you already broke your own rule.
Yes, I suppose I did.
Excuse me, can we get shots of Jägermeister?
- Two? - Actually, you know what?
- Bring the bottle. - Yeah, sure.
- I didn't say it had to be Jägermeister. - Gonna need it. It was implied.
Oh, boy.
- Here you go. - Okay. Thank you.
Yep.
Good?
- Yeah. - Really?
No.
That…
- Ni… Wow. - Five-second rule.
- Five-second…
You didn't get any of them in. That's not how that works.
- Open it wider. - It's a tiny bag.
Oh, my God.
Okay, okay. We got 'em.
Thank you.
Bag of candy.
One bag of candy…
Man, they look so good.
Have one.
Excuse me! Ma'am, I think you forgot to pay for that jam.
I'm sorry?
I'm sure it's a simple mistake,
but you just walked out with that jar of jam and hadn't paid.
We just got the fireballs. We didn't…
I saw you take it.
Now, I'm not looking to cause you any trouble,
so why don't you just follow me back inside and we--
Hey, hey. Pal, she didn't take your jam.
Look, I don't know what the hell is going on here,
but why don't you show me what's in your purse?
She didn't take anything. All right?
So you can walk away,
or you can spend the next six months wishing like hell that you did.
Who are you?
- Who's calling? - Your son.
- Hi, baby. - Hey.
Gretty and X really liked this arrangement I made,
so they invited some friends over to blow it out.
You think I can skip dinner?
Of course you can, but just make sure you eat, okay?
Yeah. I think they were ordering something called a fat sandwich?
Fat sandwich.
All right, baby. It'll be delish.
- Just text us later. - Sure.
Fat sandwich.
The cops still have the house locked down, so I'm just picking up a few necessities.
Yeah, where you gonna stay?
I'm staying at the Opus hotel. How are the kids doing?
They've tired themselves out in the yard.
Dad's got them taking baths now.
Thanks, Mom. I miss them.
They're not going anywhere, honey.
You take care what you got to.
You wanna talk to Michael?
No. It'll feel like I'm lying to him.
- I'll just… I'll call you tomorrow? - Okay.
- Bye.
All right. Love you.
Hi. Can I help you find anything?
No, thanks. I'm just restocking.
Well, we just got some great new product lines in.
You'll love these retinol eye patches.
Great for fine lines, that puffiness.
I'm good, thanks.
Okay.
I'm obsessed with your freckles. Sorry. They're so cute.
You can tell if you look really, really close,
there's just a little bit of an age spot.
And the tech neck, don't worry about it, I get it too.
I'm sorry. What was your name?
I'm Keely.
Keely, I'm just picking up a few days' worth of things,
so, you know, I'm good.
- Are you visiting from out of town? - No, I live here.
Then why only a few days?
Well, Keely, since you asked,
my husband was just murdered in the foyer of our house,
which is now a crime scene,
which is why I'm staying at a hotel,
which is why I need new products,
which is why, as you so acutely observed,
I might be in dire need of retinol eye patches.
We were in the middle of a very nasty divorce,
so there's a part of me…
a disturbingly large one, that is relieved that he's dead.
But, I mean, Keely, I'm feeling guilty as fuck about that because…
I mean, he's the father of my kids, for God's sake.
I mean, what kind of person does that make me, you know?
And I don't mind telling you any of that
because, I mean, who the hell are you, right?
The thing is…
I was just starting to finally own being a divorcée,
and then all of a sudden I'm a goddamn widow?
I mean, my whole sense of identity is out the window,
along with the Kübler-Ross model.
So on top of being cast out of my home,
I've got this Jenga tower of, like,
guilt and grief and confusion and anger to process,
which I was trying and failing miserably to do when you pranced over here.
So if I were you, what I would do is, I would pick my jaw up off the table,
and I would go check out that customer over there by the Laura Mercier,
because it looks like she actually needs your help.
- Yes. I should probably--- - Yeah.
Isn't it?
So good. So good!
So good.
No.
- Who was that? - Real life.
Is it your girlfriend?
- Lady friend? - Off.
In 18 years of marriage, I never saw you turn your phone off.
Well, it helps it last longer.
- The marriage? - The battery.
This is the nicest time I've had with you in years.
That's because you, my friend, are drunk.
I am.
And in the spirit of that…
I have a confession to make.
Hey!
- I chewed that guy out. - I know. You were brilliant.
Why?
You never wanted to steal anything?
Yeah. Okay. I wanna hear more.
You're new.
I know because we only have six real fans.
The club is only letting us sing here
because their sound system blew out last week.
What do you mean? You're all so good.
Yeah. Try to contain that enthusiasm.
Everyone always said the things which got your ass kicked in high school,
would get you laid in college.
And do you get laid?
At least I don't get my ass kicked anymore.
- Just get… There we go. It's in. - Oh, now it's upside down.
Now, watch. You just give it a…
And I'm picking the lock Into Jesus's house
This is the church.
It's the house of worship. You have to be very respectful.
You stay.
- Sit. Sit here, all right? Just… - What are we doing?
I'm gonna go.
I have to run an errand. Stay. Stay here.
What are you doing?
- You're going to hell. - Yes.
Tell me something I don't know.
- Crackers for your jam. Right? - I'll see you there.
- You've lost your mind. - Maybe I have.
No?
Can I tell you something?
Of course.
I didn't quit Bailey. I was fired.
What?
- Why? - Yeah.
I got cocky and Jack forced me out.
There was a girl…
No, no. That's not why. It's…
Look, he saw his opportunity, and he went for it.
- He is a bastard. - Yeah.
- You always hated him. - You are correct,
but that money sure helped.
How bad is it?
It's not great.
We're gonna be okay?
Yeah, it's not about that.
No, I have several other opportunities that I'm pursuing.
It's… We'll be fine.
- I'm sorry, Coop. - Well, don't be.
- Figuring it out. - No, I'm sorry about everything.
Well, you should be.
Hey, you know what…
This is the body of Christ.
You be careful.
For real. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry too.
I took my eye off the ball…
way before you and Nick started up.
Now that you say that, I feel a lot less guilty.
- Do you? - Yeah.
In that case…
I absolve you.
What the hell?
- I had left my phone… - I… We're praying…
Found it. Got it. Thank you.
- Thank you, Father. - Thanks so much. Bless you.
I should go.
Hey. Just…
What if we just didn't go back?
What if we just got the kids and we put 'em in the car
and we started driving in the opposite direction
and we just started all over someplace new?
Sounds nice.
Run away with me, Mel.
Can't hide forever.
Not yet.
Just so you know, you're not getting laid.
- Virgin? - Boyfriend.
- You have a boyfriend? - Does it matter?
Not really.
Come on. I'll be a gentleman.
- You know, I can sing to you. - Please don't.
Yeah.
Would it be okay if I masturbated?
There you go. Oh, boy.
That is… a color.
You had fun last night, huh?
Hope you made some good choices.
I don't think it's gonna last with Jake.
Well, that's a good choice.
- Dad. - Quiet.
I'm having a moment.
Why did you hate him so much?
I didn't hate him. I just knew he wouldn't measure up.
- You'd say that about anybody. - Yes, I would.
But listen, one of these days, you're gonna meet somebody,
and they're gonna be tall and handsome and smart
and sensitive and all of the things.
- All of the th… You'll still hate him. - Yes.
- Yeah. - I most likely will.
Listen to me.
I know it feels like your life is constantly being reset right now,
and that's gotta be terrifying, but trust me,
the best thing about being young is that
there is very little that you can do right now that can't be undone.
Yeah.
Maybe that's always true.
Maybe things just take a lot more effort when you get older.
Anybody ever tell you you're wise beyond your years?
Before you answer that,
I'd like to remind you that you still smell like puke.
- Yeah. - Come on.
Damn I wish I was your lover
What is it about this song that you guys like so much?
It's atrocious.
- What? - Oh, my God.
He spends one day in a recording studio, now he's a critic.
Oh, no. God. Please turn it off.
- My ears are bleeding. He's right. - Turn it up? We can turn it up.
- It's fine. Yeah. - No.
- Yeah, here it comes. A little more. - No, Dad.
No.
Yeah. Makes you feel better, doesn't it?
Watch the road.
Hey, we should stop for dinner.
You guys wanna get dinner? Say yes.
- Starving. - Okay.
This is what happens.
You're cast out into the world
and spend your life instinctively gathering.
Love, sex, family, friends, houses, cars, experiences.
You never stop gathering.
And it's only as you get older
that you start to notice the things you're losing along the way.
And that's when regret starts to grow like a tumor in your belly.
But there are rare moments of clarity
when you can see your life laid out in front of you.
All the cogs and the wheels. The right and wrong turns.
The triumphs and the heartaches.
And in those moments,
you can actually catch sight of the things that really matter.
The things that make you whole.
The things without which, your heaven
instantly becomes a hell of your own making.
In those moments, you know in your heart what it is you have to do,
what it is you have to save… at any cost.
Hey. Where you going?
Gonna get an umbrella out of Mel's car. It's really starting to come down.
Hey, it's kinda surreal seeing you and Mel out with the family like this.
- It didn't used to be. - No, it didn't. So,
- something going on there? - It's just dinner, Barney.
If you say so.
This time alone with my family, with Mel,
had woken me up and given me the thing I hadn't even realized I'd been missing.
Hope.
It was like a fog had lifted.
I saw what I had lost, and I was going to get it back.
It wasn't going to be easy but I knew I could do it.
Hey!
Call 911.
Hey!
- Stay here! - Come on!
Let's get out of here!
Barney! Barney!
Oh, my God.
- Look at me. - Open your eyes. Can you hear me?
- What hurts? - Oh, my God.
Please. Oh, my God.
Somebody! Please!
Make sure Barney's okay. Make sure Barney's okay.