Reckless

Previously, on Reckless...

Arliss!

This is all my fault... I never should have filed the lawsuit.

We have a case. And they know it.

If it were me, I'd fight.

Jamie might find out about this. She might see this.

You can't tell her about your undercover status.

You can't tell anyone.

Have you ever trusted anyone?

I trust you.

Jamie.

How are you?

The big man wants his guns.

We got some heat coming down on us,

so shop's closed until it passes.

Hey!

Somebody!

Hey!

Jamie.

- Jamie. - What?

Aren't you supposed to be in Columbia at that legal seminar?

Oh, no.

Jamie.

Roy. I didn't know you were...

Me, neither.

I mean, we could have driven up together.

Actually, I have a job later.

As what, a lumberjack?

Ha-ha. Two coffees?

One is for... Dec.

Jamie Sawyer.

Don't you look... comfortable.

My alarm didn't go off.

Roy, I just got called back to Charleston

to meet with a potentially big donor.

His support could make or break Holland's run for mayor,

and all he's got is one hour at lunchtime.

I can send a car back up for you.

No, it's okay.

I can hitch a ride with Jamie.

Well, all right, then. Miss Sawyer.

I have a client incarcerated at Broad River penitentiary.

I planned on stopping there on my way home.

I don't mind. I brought some work to do.

You'll give me a ride.

Can't let you walk home, can I?

Hi, Max.

Well, Jamie, look at you; You dressed up for me.

Is that what you're gonna wear to my hearing?

No. And you're not gonna wear that, either.

I worked it out with the bailiff to give you a suit...

Who's that?

Your boyfriend?

No. He's just a lawyer.

I was giving him a ride home.

I hope you have a better poker face in the courtroom.

Will Gloria's family be there?

Excuse me.

Who is she talking to?

Max Carlyle.

Serving 20 to life for murder.

Killed his girlfriend about six years ago now.

She's the only visitor he ever gets.

She's been coming once a month like clockwork,

more than two years.

Two years?

You sure?

Most lawyers don't look like that.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

So...

Are you seeing that reporter, Nancy Davis?

I don't know. It's...

Casual.

She's pretty.

You know, you've been working on that Max Carlyle case a long time...

since before you moved here.

Gloria, Max's girlfriend,

was killed with a hunting knife he owned.

They lived in a dicey area and he kept it for protection,

so of course his fingerprints were all over it.

He also didn't have an alibi.

But we've been able to determine that the police

found another print on the knife, a partial,

that they never identified.

Max's counsel never cited it.

So you're arguing that he was given an inadequate defense?

There also may have been misconduct by the original prosecutor,

Emmett Hayes.

Now, wait, this is Emmett's case?

I worked with him at the solicitor's office

before he was elected Attorney General.

Maybe you could help me.

You could look over the case files...

You might notice something I've missed.

I don't know, Jamie. I mean...

Emmett's like a mentor to me.

Sure. Don't worry.

I'll do fine.

What?

Nothing.

How'd it go?

Fine.

Roy was there.

Is that good or bad?

How was Max?

Well, all things considered, not bad.

Well, I got something that's gonna cheer you up.

What is it?

I know we've looked and looked into the police files of Max Carlyle,

but we've never looked into the lab file.

So today I moseyed on down there

with my trusty little court order...

And look what I found.

The CPD did order a fingerprint analysis

of that partial on Max's knife.

But this is just the request... Where's the report of findings?

That's the thing.

Either they never ran the test...

Or somebody didn't like the results.

I have to talk to Pat McCandless.

Not him again... You already talked to him twice.

He was the lead detective on Gloria's murder.

He's also Terry's father.

You're not exactly lawyer of the year in that house.

Oh, don't-don't worry, Detective Cruz.

That grogginess is natural.

It's just the sedative wearing off.

I-I assure you, you'll be tip-top in no tiempo.

I know you.

Well, everybody thinks they "know" you

'cause they see you on TV.

Russ Waterman.

Waterman Watersports, yeah.

"If you want fun in the sun, just add Waterman!"

Why am I here?

The reason you're here, detective,

is because, in addition to my...

day job...

I also run a... a very lucrative side business.

Guns.

Mm-hmm.

Terry McCandless has been very helpful.

But you see, there's a slight wrinkle.

I gave him 15 grand as a down payment

on a batch of untraceable polymer handguns,

and yet it seems he's backed out of his end of the bargain.

Come on. Come on.

Ok, pull him a chair. Let him sit down right here. Come on.

Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm.

Preston.

Easy...

Terence!

What the hell, man?

I want my guns!

I promised them to a very... volatile gentleman.

He expects to take delivery in 72 hours.

If he's not happy...

Well, then I'm not happy.

And if I'm not happy, then...

You can't just leave us here!

Oh, great, no signal.

Guess we're walking.

What the hell did you get me into, man?

Waterman just picks us up like it's nothing?

We're cops... we could take his ass down.

You don't cross Waterman.

Guy sells weapons to everybody.

He decides he wants you dead,

ain't nowhere in the world you can hide.

Yeah, great.

So, what now?

Now? We get the guns.

Where are they?

Still in a duffle bag back at the evidence locker at the station.

When I was messing around with Lee Anne,

it was easy for me to get access.

But ever since she got fired,

Knox changed his security protocol,

brought in a new evidence sergeant.

Your good buddy, Oglethorpe.

So that's why you let me in, to get to Oglethorpe?

I let you in because I need to get to the guns.

The fact that you're tight with Oglethorpe

makes what we're about to do a lot easier.

Yeah? And what are we about to do?

We're gonna rob the evidence locker.

What you doing out of your room?

I need to get out of here.

Why don't you talk to them? Because they won't listen to me.

I've been telling them that I would like to go home!

Here.

You start acting crazy, that doesn't help anybody.

Somebody blew up our house, and I'm gonna find them.

- Lee Anne... - Listen...

I can't get them to discharge you

if you keep coughing, screaming, and...

refusing to take your meds.

I get it... You're stressed.

I'm stressed, too.