Conviction

Previously on "Conviction"...

Today, our city begins a new era of justice.

Wallace's golden boy. I took your job.

Yes, you did.

- Call me Frankie. - I'm in charge of forensics.

Tess... our paralegal.

Maxine Bohen... lead investigator.

I'd forgotten what a good dancer you are.

I haven't forgotten kicking your ass in court.

You have no idea what that situation was like for me.

- - I was right there.

George had a gun 2 feet from my face.

I told you you'd be good at this.

And I told you I'm dangerous.

I'm coming after your cases, too.

I'd expect nothing less.

She's stubborn, reactionary, fearless.

I've never met anyone else like her.

Next time you want to check up on me,

find a different spy.

Maxine: The guy you put away... he works in the city.

He has a coffee cart.

Hayes: You seen him since he got out?

Seek absolution on your own time.

Hey, Small Coffee, Maple Scone.

Hi.

Oh, I got into forensics when I was locked up.

Pretty cool, you know, using science to uncover the truth.

Not a scotch fan?

- I'm a drug addict. - Interesting.

Wallace: I've hired outside counsel... Naomi Golden.

Hayes: She's my ex-girlfriend.

Mine, too.

Lately you've seemed a little off, showing up late.

- I told you I had a meeting. - Okay.

I'm not cleaning up your mess again.

Does it freak you out? Committing to someone?

I know it used to, but what about now?

Depends on the person, I guess.

Sounds like things are getting serious between you and Naomi.

Yeah. Big step, her moving to New York.

Wallace: Earl Slavitt... Shot and killed

an assistant U.S. attorney, a man named Tom Simon.

You want someone to suffer for what happened to your friend.

- Yes. He was murdered. - Not by me.

Hayes: Wallace, you have to stop that execution.

He used Harold to pin the whole thing on Earl.

Wallace: Hayes?

Open the door.

I knew I couldn't do this job. I told you.

You wanted the truth, and I found it.

Earl was innocent.

And he... he died anyway.

I couldn't save him.

Open the door.

What?

Just looking at you.

Stop it.

Excuse me, miss.

Miss.

- You're back. - Congratulations.

- On what? - Your mom's election.

Thanks. She's in D.C. already.

What about you? You okay?

Why wouldn't I be?

Our next case... Sophie Hausen.

Because Earl Slavitt was executed.

After we proved he was innocent.

Is this where I eyeball you all with concern

and ask if you're okay?

We didn't meet Earl or spend any time with him.

He was a lovely man.

Sophie Hausen, serving a life sentence for the murder

of college basketball star Travis Carter.

I know the case.

She had motive, no alibi, her DNA was on the murder weapon.

Why do you think it's a wrongful conviction?

I don't... I just don't think that a college student

who loses her virginity while unconscious

should be locked up for killing her rapist.

So now you're pro-vigilante?

Usually Sam's territory, I know,

but if the state can execute an innocent man,

why shouldn't a rape victim take justice into her own hands?

The system let Sophie down.

How do we know that Travis Carter raped her?

NYPD investigated. There was no charges filed.

No charges filed doesn't mean no crime occurred.

Yes, but an accusation of rape isn't proof of rape.

I hate to say this, but five years working sex crimes

taught me that both men and women lie.

The university investigated, too.

Found no credible evidence of...

They had Sophie's testimony.

Where she has no memory

of anything that happened in the bedroom.

Which seems to suggest she was raped.

- I'm with Tess. - It... doesn't....matter.

Look, Hayes, Earl was innocent.

No matter how sympathetic you are to Sophie,

her situation is not the same.

Getting raped, it doesn't give you a free pass

to murder the person who did it.

Unless we can prove jury bias, judicial overreach...

any other legal technicality.

We're gonna do whatever it takes

to get this woman out of prison.

- Choose a case? - Sophie Hausen.

Still shying away from controversy, I see.

- How are you? - I'm fine.

Why does everyone keep asking me that?

Because they're concerned about you.

Maybe some time off wouldn't be the worst idea.

Justice doesn't take a break. Why should I?

Okay.

That was easy.

Was I going to change your mind?

No.

Then why argue?

How's Naomi?

She's fine.

We decided to take a break.

Too much on my plate right now.

Wait. This isn't... because... we...

What happens in Indiana stays in Indiana.

Go battle injustice.

Just take care of yourself.

Travis was like a rock star on campus.

He was charming and funny and so cute.

I couldn't believe it when he asked me out.

Of all the girls on campus, Travis Carter picked me.

What happened once you got to the party?

He brought me a punch, and he kept refilling it.

I didn't realize how strong it was.

Travis and I were dancing,

and I started to feel dizzy, sleepy.

The next thing I remember was waking up in his bed...

naked..

bleeding...

in pain.

At first, I didn't tell anyone.

I wanted to pretend like it hadn't happened.

But then I realized I had to report it.

No one believed me.

Everywhere on campus, people called me a liar.

His teammates harassed me.

The university let him keep playing basketball.

I was a pariah.

So you got revenge.

No, I didn't kill him.

- Makes no difference to me. - Why?

Because Travis was a criminal, and criminals deserve to be punished.

I won't argue Travis didn't deserve what happened to him,

but I did not shoot him.

I need you to believe me.

Well, that would be easier

if your DNA wasn't on the murder weapon.

Well, I was in Travis' room.

Maybe it transferred from something that I touched.

The gun used to kill Travis was the same make and model

as the one you bought a month after your rape.

That wasn't my gun in Travis' room.

Which we can't prove, because the serial number was filed off.

If you want to convince me, tell me how to find your gun.

Go to the bottom of the East River.

I threw it off the Queensboro Bridge

weeks before Travis was shot.

Why would you buy a gun

only to throw it away almost immediately afterwards?

I didn't get it to kill him.

I got it to kill myself.

Thank God that I finally went to the rape crisis center.

I got counseling, and that helped me realize

that what Travis did to me was not my fault,

no matter how much I drank

or whether I thought he was cute or not.

But I did not murder him.

Okay.

No, please!

All I have left is the truth.

Tell me that you believe me.

I believe you don't belong in here.

And I'm going to find a way to get you out.

Got to work later than usual today.

You checking up on me?

Yeah. I'm not gonna let you get in trouble again.

I had breakfast with my sponsor.

I'm going to meetings, I'm working the program.

So you're clean?

Should I pee in a cup?

Max, I'm trying to help you.

I'm worried.

I really appreciate it, but this is my problem,

and I will handle it, okay?

Okay.

Hey. Here you go.

Thanks.

Sophie Hausen murdered Travis Carter. I'm sure of it.

Why? No one saw her at the frat house that night.

We know she was there. Her DNA was on the murder weapon,