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Ronnie.

Ronnie, don't do this.

Ronnie! You're making the biggest mistake of your life!

Ronnie, I see you! Don't make me shoot!

What are you doing still standing there?

Go get her.

Can you see her?!

I'm close.

I can hear her breathing.

I'm close!

I think she's right up in front of me.

Darius!

Hey, Darius, get on your radio, call an ambulance.

I think I got her.

Darius.

Darius!

Hey, I'm sorry to burst in, but I need your help.

So back in law school,

I was doing some work

with the legal aid clinic, and I was handling

some prisoner's rights issues,

and this woman Ronnie was one of my first clients.

What was she in for? Why was she in prison?

Armed robbery of a jewelry store.

But that was before my time.

I didn't have anything to do with that.

So the thing is, is that while she was

incarcerated, she got diagnosed with

non-Hodgkin's lymphoma.

So I went to court to help her get permission

to go off-site to the local hospital

and receive chemotherapy.

It says here on my phone she was being transported

to her final chemo session when she made a break for it

and escaped, and that was four days ago.

And now she's hiding out at her aunt's house in Queens

having an armed standoff with the police.

That's what she told me.

So explain to me how one female prisoner

overpowered two armed guards.

It says here the surviving guard claimed

she faked a seizure.

When he went to check on her, she attacked him,

stole his gun and ran.

No, that's not the Ronnie I know, and I've spent

a lot of time with this woman.

The thing is is that while she's been in prison,

not one behavioral issue, not one.

And as far as the armed robbery, she owns up to it.

She freely admits the reason she did it

was 'cause she needed money for drugs.

And as far as I know, last time I spoke with her,

she's been clean for over three years.

You understand that none of this adds up, right?

Look, I'm telling you what I know.

And I know that this woman doesn't have

a violent bone in her body.

Chunk, she's holding the police at bay at her aunt's house,

and she was convicted of armedrobbery.

But she was the driver. She drove the getaway car.

She never set foot in that store.

And as far as I know, before today

she's never touched a gun in her life.

Can I help you gentlemen?

My name is Chester Palmer.

I'm Ronnie Vincent's attorney. Nice to meet you.

This is Mr. Benjamin Colón and Dr. Jason Bull.

They're associates of mine.

As you can see, your client's barricaded herself in there

and claims to be heavily armed.

You think you can talk her out?

Lock the door.

Mr. Palmer. Who are these guys?

They work with me. They're here to help.

But before we can do anything, I need you to hand me your gun.

There is no gun. I don't have a gun.

I said that so they wouldn't bust in here and shoot me.

We were on our way to the hospital

when the guard who was driving said the car was overheating.

So they pulled off the freeway

and onto the road at that beach.

I knew something was up 'cause next thing I know

we're driving through the sand and into the tall grass,

and they shut the motor off.

Like two minutes later, the guard that isn't driving

comes around back and gets in with me.

Starts unbuckling his belt, unzipping his pants.

So how did you manage to get away?

Once he had his pants off, I convinced him

I wasn't opposed to what he wanted to do.

That we'd have a lot better time if I could use my hands.

Spread my legs a little.

He laughed and took off my restraints.

Is that when you got his gun?

I never got his gun.

I just waited for him to get close.

Started unbuttoning my shirt, and took my palm

right up his nose and just ran.

Is everybody still safe in there?

If one of the attorneys could give us a call out here.

Ronnie, if we're gonna bring this to a peaceful conclusion,

we're gonna need to show a sign of good faith.

What do you mean?

You're gonna have to surrender to the police.

They're gonna kill me in prison.

And you can't protect me in there.

As soon as we're out of here, I am going to contact.

Every news agency in the state.

TV, print, online, we're gonna shine a light on that prison.

No one's gonna even think about touching you.

You can't stay in here forever, Ronnie.

So tell me something good.

Tell me you searched those vans and found us

something we can use.

I got the results back last night.

It turns out there wasn't any DNA evidence

that suggests that guard,

or anyone else, for that matter,

engaged in sexual activity

in any one of those prison vans.

Here's an amazing and unexpected coincidence.

All New York State prisoner transport vans

are equipped with interior security cameras.

That doesn't surprise me.

No, here's the coincidence part.

The cameras in the van Ronnie escaped from

were out of service and waiting to be repaired.

Had been for seven weeks.

Well, that's the van I'd want

if I was planning to rape someone.

What about the other inmates?

Ronnie said that a bunch of them had warned her

about the transport guards before she started her chemo.

Couldn't get anyone to talk.

They're too scared of retaliation. They're prisoners;

They have to deal with these guards every day.

What about a murder weapon? Is there a murder weapon?

The guard claims that Ronnie stole his gun.

She swears it didn't happen, that heshot his partner.

Probably shot him by accident.

So, no.

There's no gun.

There's no nothing.

But I don't understand.

It's been over a year since I filed for this divorce.

The courts are finally open again,

so are we or are we not on the court calendar?

We are not. Marissa, this isn't about you.

Family court is stillbacked up with cases

they started beforethe pandemic,

And going forward, theyrefuse to set hearing dates

for any futuredivorce trials

until both partieshave completed their

discovery obligations.

And I know this won'tsurprise you,

but Greg still hasn'tcompleted his.

You are kidding.Nope.

I just checked againthis morning.

He's yet to submit the forensic accounting

for the restaurant.

Okay, well, can't we just, I don't know, stipulate

that we don't care about the restaurant?

That it's his. That he can have my share.

Honestly, I don't care about the restaurant.

I just want a divorce.

You say that but you don't mean it.

Listen carefully. I don't care about the restaurant.

Well, I do. Your name's on it. You own half of it.

And we need it so I can protect the things you do care about,

like your co-op.

Which, unfortunately has Greg's name on it.

God, you just think I'm such an idiot,

adding his name to my lease.

Marrying him a second time.

Not my job to judge, but it is my job to make sure

you walk away from this marriage

as financially whole as possible.

Good morning.

Morning. You look defeated,

and we've yet to even begin.

You might want to do something about that

before we get you in front of the jury pool.

It's that obvious?

Only to people who can see.

So what's the latest and greatest?

Danny, Taylor, anyone having any luck?

No. Everyone's coming up empty.

All we have is Ronnie's word against the guard's,

and she's a convicted felon.

So, hey, can we just talk voir dire, please?

No, because without knowing your trial strategy,

it's impossible for me to know what kind of jurors you'd want.

Chunk, you do have a trial strategy?

The thing is, I keep waiting for evidence.

You believe she's innocent?

I do. Why?

Because for her, plotting an escape makes no sense.

The girl's got six months left on her sentence.

She's already served seven years,

and-and why escape?