Will Trent

Previously on Will Trent...

Will Trent.

Ava.

It's my number, in case you didn't have it or need it or whatever.

I'm going to New York for a few weeks.

I'll text you when I get back. Maybe we can do it again.

Not everything has to be so serious.

You know, I agree. Not everything has to be so serious.

Someone told me that recently and they-- she-- they have a point.

Was it Ava? Was Ava the "they/she/they"?

By the way, I knew you slept with her. I just know how to mind my business.

Eduardo, read text.

Text from Ava. "Hey, sexy, send me a selfie."

One second.

Oh, Will, she is not talking about that kind of selfie.

Oh. Oh, my. Really?

I'll respond to her later.

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APD, stop!

You got the wrong guy!

Get off of me.

-I didn't do anything. -Yeah?

Well, I got an eyewitness who saw you running from the scene.

-You're under arrest. -It wasn't me. It wasn't me.

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- Relax! -

The state of Georgia is preparing

to execute death row inmate George Long in less than ten hours.

Long, who has maintained his innocence, was found guilty of murdering

Atlanta real estate developer Thomas Kelly and his wife Marjorie in 2010.

Long, who previously served time for armed robbery,

shot the Kellys during a failed carjacking.

We have other top stories to get to...

I left early, but Atlanta traffic took that as a challenge.

You look great.

Thanks, you too.

-Everything okay? -Of course.

-Just happy you're here. -Ah.

-All right. -Let's go to your place.

What, right now? I thought we'd get dinner. I made a reservation.

Oh, come on, Will. I've missed you.

Besides, when's the last time you did anything spontaneous?

Hmm. Last night.

I microwaved spaghetti without a lid on it.

Huh.

I see your point. After you.

... checking in with our very own Sandra Jones in Cobb County

who can't wait to tell us more.

So, um, how was New York?

It was great. Bought a latte for $16.

Wow, good deal, huh?

I know. How about you?

Betty has a new shampoo. She smells like grapefruit.

-How's that for spontaneous, huh? -

So, you want to tell me about the guy in the baseball hat following us?

No idea. Never seen him.

Okay, I'll find out myself.

No. He's been following me all day.

-Okay. Turn left here. -Oh.

Hey. You see this lady here? She's not interested.

Yo, it's not what it looks like.

My name is Brett Fontaine. I'm a retired cop. Check my pocket.

-Oh. -

- - Yep.

NYPD? Why are you in Atlanta?

Because your friend stole something from Ron Moffitino,

and Ron Moffitino hired me to get it back.

I don't know a Ron Moffitino.

Ooh, and you're lying, Ava Green.

Ron Moffitino is an interior decorator, and you stole his urn.

All right. Everyone stop saying Ron Moffitino.

You stole an urn?

Whose urn?

Meat Loaf.

-The singer? -Singer and actor,

also known as Marvin Lee Aday.

And Ron Moffitino wants the urn and his ashes back by midnight, or else.

Okay, no more full names.

-Ava, just give the nice man his urn. -Yeah.

It's not that simple.

Why is it not that simple?

Whoa, whoa. Do you not have the urn?

Okay, look. We're good, all right?

I'll take it from here.

I'll get him back his urn, and if he has a problem with it,

Ron can come find me himself.

Okay. And what's your name?

Special Agent Will Trent.

Okay, Special Agent Will Trent.

I'll tell Ron Moffitino that you and Ava Green--

Just get out of here.

-I can explain. -Mmm.

Can't wait.

Let's go. Get it together.

- Okay. -Come on.

Excuse me, I am looking for Detective Michael Ormewood. It's urgent.

Hey. Right here. You don't have to yell it. Can I help you?

You were the responding officer in the George Long case.

-Yes? -I'm sorry, who are you?

Joanne Drexel. I'm part of George's legal team.

Tell them. Tell them exactly what you told me.

What is this? What's going on?

You don't remember me?

I... Should I?

I'm the witness.

I told you I saw George.

Keep going. Tell him.

I lied.

-I made it all up. -Wait. What are you saying right now?

George Long is innocent.

We have nine hours until he dies. We need to stop his execution.

You're judging me. I can feel it.

I just have questions, is all.

Ron Moffitino hired me to take photos of this place that he just worked on.

Guy's a bit sketchy. Probably should have turned it down.

But it was 1,500 bucks. Who am I to say no?

Then guess what? Ron stiffed me.

So, naturally, you stole Meat Loaf's ashes?

I had to look out for myself, okay? $1,500 is a lot of money.

-It's rent. -Have you heard of small claims court?

Have you heard of living your life in the moment?

This is who I am.

It may not always be easy, but it's way more fun.

You're responsible. You're conscientious. You're predictable.

You have no idea what it's like to have to hustle.

Okay, hang on a second. I've had to hustle my entire life.

I've sold stolen rugs out of a van.

I basically cheated my way through school, and most importantly,

I love Meat Loaf. Huge fan.

-You're not serious. -Dead serious.

You know what? I'm gonna help you.

-Where's the urn now? -I pawned it.

Excellent. At least we know where it is.

First, we need an ATM.

Eduardo, who's Meat Loaf?

- Meat Loaf was a singer... -You lied. I knew it.

You want a hustler? You got one. Just try to keep up.

...Bat Out of Hell has sold over 40 million copies worldwide

and is the fourth best-selling album in history. Meat Loaf...

Okay, Harris, why don't you tell us what really happened 15 years ago?

I went to get Chinese food.

I was walking back to my car

and I heard the gunshots from the parking garage across the street.

And I was trying to get out of there, and then you showed up and you started

-asking me a lot of questions-- -I asked you if you saw anything.

You described George Long.

You said he ran out of the garage like he was fleeing.

I know, I, uh... I lied.

I saw him.

I saw him, but he wasn't leaving the garage.

He was just walking down the street.

Why would you do that? Why would you make that up?

He was yelling, okay? He was...

You were yelling and you got in my face, and it was scary--

Hey, hey! Don't you try to pin this on me, okay?

You showed up here days after George was arrested.

You ID'd him. Why didn't you say something then, huh?

I know. I think about it every day, okay?

- It just got so big. -

I'm sorry! I just...

You want to take a walk?

No, I'm fine right here.

All right, listen. Even if this man is telling the truth,

he's too drunk to take a statement right now.

By the way, I find this whole thing pretty damn convenient.

How do we know he didn't come up with that story after you bought him a few drinks?

That sounds like it's right out of the APD's playbook.

Hey, I'm just saying, give me one reason why I should believe him.

Because George Long is about to be murdered by the state of Georgia.

I'm sorry.

- -I'm sorry.

Hey. All right, let's take a second. Let's talk about it.

-The key witness lied. -

What are you gonna do about this?

Nothing. George Long was convicted by a jury.

The guy's had three appeals. He's not my problem.

Yeah, I know. He actually did you a lot of good.

-What the hell does that mean? -I did my research.

You got promoted to detective right after he was sentenced.

You owe him your career.

All right, that's enough. Are we done here?

Sure. I'm just gonna file a last-minute appeal

that'll probably end up in somebody's shredder, but you two sleep tight.

Try not to intimidate anyone on the way home.

You all right?

I want to see those damn case files.

- Urn lady. - Hi.

Welcome back.

I've made a big mistake. I came in earlier.

I wasn't thinking. I'm a huge idiot.

Oh, babe, don't beat yourself up. We'll make it right.

My girlfriend sold you Meat Loaf's urn, and I need to buy it back.

I wish.

That baby flew off my shelves like a bat out of hell.

You've already sold it?

Sure did. Put it on the website and one of my regulars snatched it up.

Folks in New York City were calling too.

You would not believe the money they were offering for that urn.

I wish I could have kept her myself, but, uh, times are tough, so...