Secrets and Lies

Previously on "secrets and lies"...

- You look well. - I stopped using.

- Is your father home? - Nope.

Why would you leave her alone? She could relapse.

I don't have anything from 7:00 p.m. to 10:00 p.m.

Someone erased everything.

She was blonde and had a lot of makeup and high heels.

Kate caught Neil having sex with someone in his office.

It was Melanie.

It's his daughter, man! He's gonna hurt you.

Y-your daughter was just there.

Carly's a call girl.

Someone set up an account without authorization?

I'm trying to find out. You set up an account

so you could siphon money from this firm!

- That's insane! - Here's the opening paperwork.

- Leave a message. - Patrick, it's me again. Call me back.

I get it. You're angry.

But cutting off communications isn't gonna help.

Neither is leaving the company in crisis a week after my wife died,

but that's what you do... You... you leave.

Well, I'm here now.

And I understand you resolved the crisis.

May I come in?

I put you in a tight spot. I shouldn't have.

You told me to obey you.

I made a call you didn't like.

No, you insulted my wife.

I questioned one of her decisions.

You don't talk to a man about his wife!

I never said a word to you about yours.

I didn't get the respect that I gave you,

the respect that I earned raising your family!

I had to travel when you kids were young. I was growing the business.

Dad, do you have any idea what it was like for us while you were away?

Or... or were you just so blinded

by this unconditional love for that... that woman?

Don't talk about your mother.

No, Dad, she was an abusive drunk.

She was cruel, and we were all scared of her!

She's not here anymore, is she?

It's the... It's the past.

The past?

Why do you think Patrick drinks?

Because alcoholism is genetic.

And Patrick always takes the easy way out.

Maybe that's genetic, too.

We were in trouble, and you bailed.

Mm.

Sounds pretty easy to me.

Well, I'm sorry you feel that way.

I suggest you get over it.

I'll see you back at the office.

- Did you bring her in? - Yeah.

Good.

- Well, let's get started. - She's already being questioned.

By who?

Can you confirm that this is what you were wearing the night Kate Warner died?

It is.

Got this little number on my last trip to New York.

It was a girls' weekend.

Mm.

- Well, I'm gonna need it. - Why?

We're asking all key witnesses to hand over the clothes they were wearing

the night your sister-in-law was murdered.

Okay, fine.

I guess it's a good thing I'm not wearing it now.

Let's walk through the night in question, shall we?

I don't know why he's taking our interrogation.

He's doing well.

Around 9:30, the night of the party,

about three hours of security footage was erased.

Well, that must make things difficult.

Well, it would if we didn't already have

a pretty good idea of who was responsible.

Well, why don't you talk to them?

I am.

A witness saw you leaving the security office at that time.

Care to explain what you were doing there?

Oh, that's the thing about witnesses.

- They're very unreliable. - Not always.

So you better have a logical explanation.

Uh, well, what I mean to say is your witness is mistaken.

I was in the lobby, yes,

but I was leaving the ladies' room, not security.

You went down 10 floors for that?

Upstairs line was ridiculous, and I had to pee.

Oh. You men don't have that problem, do you?

There you go. That's why.

Oh, he took our witness so she could flirt with him?

She's looking for Daddy.

Well, if you weren't in the security room,

can you explain how your fingerprints got on the computer keyboard in there?

No, I can't.

Maybe I'm being framed.

Who would want to frame you?

Not all the Warners are fans.

That's true, isn't it?

Your father-in-law made you sign a prenup, didn't he?

Even though he didn't do it for Kate or for Greg, either.

Seems there was something uniquely wrong with you.

They're a bunch of elitist snobs.

The only nice one aside from my husband was Kate.

Hmm.

How did you get along with the S.E.G. employees, like Neil Oliver?

Very well.

I'm the wife of the founding partner's son.

They all pretend to love me. Are we done here?

For now.

We didn't get fingerprints off that keyboard, right?

No, but she doesn't know that.

Salted caramel squares.

There it is. Right there.

Listen, um... Patrick did something stupid.

Mm.

What is it this time?

He opened a $12 million line of credit

and leveraged it against an S.E.G. fund.

- That's fraud. - I know, I know.

Our idiot brother committed a felony buying houses.

B-but... Patrick doesn't even know anything about real estate.

Why would he...

Unless this was Melanie's idea.

You know he'd do anything for her.

Not if he found out about her and Neil.

What about her and Neil?

I-it doesn't matter. Listen, what... What does matter

is that Kate knew about the fraud, okay?

And if... If he confronted her...

You don't think that Patrick killed Kate...

I don't want to think that. I can't.

But $12 million and fraud...

That's motive, right?

And... and either Melanie is protecting him or she's in on it, too.

Protecting him how?

Melanie erased the security footage from S.E.G. the night Kate was killed.

Okay.

Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

The two of them are definitely involved in something,

but we don't know what, so you need to talk to Patrick.

Where's Patrick?

- Not home. - Hmm. How convenient.

I just saw Neil slithering away.

- Neil was looking for Patrick, too. - Yeah, I'm sure he was.

Okay, I'm not gonna fight with you, Eric.

You want to talk to your brother, call him on his cell.

Stop. Stop.

Why did you erase the security footage the night Kate died?

I have my reasons.

You can't prove anything, and it's not illegal.

It is if it has to do with my wife's death.

- Go home, Eric. - No, I'm not giving up.

I'm gonna find out what you're up to.

Oh, all you'll do is drive a bigger wedge

between you and Patrick.

You wanted a rift in the family, well, you have one.

Where are we?

Same place as yesterday.

The vic was pushed off the roof. No weapons.

I'm thinking it's a crime of passion

since it doesn't appear to be premeditated.

The whole family was at the party.

You haven't eliminated any of them yet.

Because I can't.

It's hard to alibi someone at a party.

I'm swimming in suspects. What I don't have is forensic evidence.

You have a print on that planter from your crime scene.

It was a partial. It's useless.

What is it?

I'll be right there.

Everything all right?

Will you excuse me for a moment?

Jennifer's out of it right now, but I'm told

she was pretty animated when the uniforms picked her up.

- How did you know? - One of the Unis is a buddy of mine.

He knows we're working together, so he gave me a call.

What do you want to do?

There's not much choice.

Their incident report means her parole's getting revoked.

There's no incident report.

You're police. She's your kid.

I didn't ask you to do this.

I know.

So, what do you want to do?

Thanks for bringing her home.

I don't think sending Jennifer back to jail is the answer.

Four stints in rehab wasn't, either.

Well, she's going to meetings, Andrea.

She slipped.

I honestly don't know what to do.

I just don't want our daughter to end up in the morgue.

This is Patrick. Leave a message.

Patrick, it's me. I'm at the office.

I didn't see your car here. Call me back.

Eric, can you come in here, please?

Would you get Neil in here, as well, May?

Good morning.

Either one of you want to tell me what's going on?

Nothing's going on. He quit.

You made it impossible for me to stay.