Low Winter Sun

Previously on AMC's Low Winter Sun...

If you go looking for her, it's only gonna blow back on us.

I'm not going back to Detroit.

Where have you been? Half the department's been looking for you.

Michael? No, no, no, no!

You thought you were better at this than me.

He's got you in frames with Skelos and Brendan.

One white guy, one black guy.

What you described... is that what you saw?

Where is the coke?

I'm on Billy's murder, and it's not making sense.

Well, who is he?

Hey.

Hey, Sean.

I guess my alarm didn't go off.

Egg sandwich.

Oh, room service. Nice.

You need a dentist.

Nah, it's gonna fall out on its own.

I'm kinda thirsty, though.

Why don't you sit down? Stay a while.

Not today.

You okay?

You might not see me for a few days.

Looks like we got a break in the case.

Well, that's cool. Yeah, go fight crime.

Hey, hot sauce next time, okay?

Your turn.

Mm.

We live in Florida.

No crew. Just us.

We have jobs. Nine-to-five jobs.

Uh... but we go to the beach every weekend.

Drink rum. Body surf.

Pay taxes.

Play tennis with friends who play tennis.

I hate us.

All right, all right.

I'm sorry to do this to you, Maya,

but I got a warrant to search the house.

You gotta be kidding me, Frank.

You don't have enough real problems to deal with?

This guy look familiar?

No, never seen him.

Not a reason to tear up my house. Come on.

I'm bringing you in for questioning.

Why? I already answered your questions. I don't know that guy.

If you have anything to say, you say it now.

Talk to him here.

I know what happens downtown... what you guys do.

Don't worry, I'll take care of him.

Coke in here.

You want cuffs on her, sir?

No.

Come on.

I know you can hear me.

Get me a damn...

I want a lawyer!

Forget her. We focus on this prick.

He is the answer to our prayers.

Started out doing small-time hustles. Wound up a killer.

- Yeah. - World won't sleep any less if he goes down for all this.

Won't work unless we nail him for Hobson.

We gotta make that stick.

He said Boyd already linked him to Brendan.

Yeah, but he won't crack on murders he didn't do.

It's gotta be Hobson first.

- This the perp? - Yeah, Damon Callie.

You got a whole case of circumstantial at this point. How you wanna work it?

We use what we have. We get him to confess to the shooting.

And then we start working him for Brendan and Bobek.

- What about her? - I'll talk to her.

She started yelling for a lawyer a few minutes ago.

You're not worried Damon will ask for one?

No, his ego's too jacked up.

Frank, you take him.

Make this a good day in the D.

My day's going pretty good. How's yours?

You want a coffee? Smoke?

Your mom?

Hilarious.

You know, I have been doing this for a very long time.

You know what I found?

People usually want to tell me the truth.

Yeah, they come in here,

after a little push back, they talk.

I couldn't stop them if I tried.

You know what they do then?

They fall asleep.

They sleep like babies.

I don't have anything to talk about.

We both know that's not true.

The truth is you killed Billy Hobson,

stole his coke and left his body for the dogs.

You're gonna need a lawyer.

It's a good thing Maya's screaming for one.

She's a clever woman.

I don't know what she's doing with you.

We've got security camera footage.

We got people crawling out from under rocks to incriminate you.

We got enough in here to put you away for life.

And some change.

I know what you're trying to pin on me.

McCann and that chopped-up loser,

and I didn't do any of it.

And you're probably coming after me

because Maya's married to me now instead of your ex-partner.

He was pretty tweaked out last time I saw him.

Yeah, Sean's seen better days.

At least, he's had better days.

You should've seen him and Maya.

Maya, she could really turn heads.

Not so much since she married you. She looks beat now.

Your ex remarried.

She went for brains this time.

A professor, right?

Yeah, Maya and her, they talk all the time.

She's like, "Frank who?"

Up.

I gotta take a piss.

I don't have to take a piss.

I can't leave you in here on your own.

Joe.

Yeah?

Stay down.

Still pissing blood?

Really?

No, no, no.

No.

No! No!

Small-time scrapper gets ambitious,

decides to smoke a plug. Steal his dope.

Thinks no one will put it together.

He's talking about you. Just so you know.

You killed Billy Hobson. Sooner you admit that, the better.

Sooner you can dump those other murders on me?

The murders that you committed.

Hobson's coke disappeared at exactly the same time

you started moving big weight out of...

where was that pig?

Brush Park.

More in here.

Ballistics. Footprints.

Fingerprints. Hair.

You left a lot of yourself in that house.

Because you did it.

Where's the rest of Callie' crew?

Uniforms are walking the men now.

We're still missing one, though.

Which one?

Michael Drake.

The one on the security tape with Callie.

Find him.

You know it didn't sit right with me,

rolling up on you at home.

I want a lawyer.

No need.

No charges against you.

What about the coke?

I told them to keep you out of it. You're good.

Damon's not so lucky.

Good thing you asked for a lawyer.

Doesn't mean he's guilty.

He killed that slinger. You know that?

His car was spotted outside the trap house

where Billy Hobson was killed.

Took this from a security tape near the murder site.

If he comes clean now, it'll help him with sentencing.

That guy...

- Michael, talk to him? - Not yet.

I don't know any details...

but he's Damon's friend from way back.

Damon's been good to him, you know?

But he has a habit.

Started acting crazy around the time of the murder.

Took off a few days ago. Haven't seen him since.

Any idea why?

He could have done it.

He could have shot that dealer.

So girl just threw one hell of a Hail Mary for her man.

All of it bullshit.

We need the rest of the crew.

Steven and Gus are in boxes now.

What about Michael?

Still no luck.

Might not matter as long as we got the other two.

He was in the photo, he's involved.

If he's involved, I want his ass brought in.

Damon makes more sense.

He's the one with the rap sheet.

Michael's an accessory at best.

Light a fire under all of 'em.

See if anybody backs Maya's story.

Dani, take the guy with the hand.

Joe, you take the other one.

Frank, stay on Damon.

Work the Michael angle.

Work it enough to keep Dawson happy, then steer it back to Damon.

You don't have to tell me twice.

Nice oven mitt.