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- Hmm.

- Started to build a list.

High-profile public officials,

mostly state.

All of whom are clients

and many of whom...

and many of whom

were social friends

of a colleague of yours here.

Kirkland?

Mm-hmm.

We think maybe they asked him

to hold up the investigation.

Has he ever mentioned the case

to you?

Uh, no. Not at all.

He ever mention the agency

or prostitution in general?

Maybe the occasional

off-color comment.

We're using an escort

as a witness

on an unrelated

identity-theft case,

but... I believe she worked

for a different agency.

And you yourself

have never had any contact

with the agency

or any of its employees?

Not that I'm aware of.

You were in the hospital

on Tuesday.

Is that correct?

Yes, I was hit

by a car crossing the street.

Then you passed out four blocks

from the Saint regency hotel.

I'm not really sure

where I passed out.

The police report

could clarify that.

I'd be careful here, fellas.

Do you have a case?

'Cause it sounds

like you're fishing.

That's exactly why I wanted

to check the warrants.

If you have any information

that could assist

the investigation,

we'd be extremely...

do you have a case?

We suspect

that someone tipped the agency.

They started rolling up,

destroyed all their records.

That's why we moved in.

But we think we were too late.

Okay.

So, you gonna charge

them with something?

No.

Well, hopefully

You'll get them next time.

Y'all should've

come to me first.

It was nice to meet you.

Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

Are you

a married man, Mr. Ellis?

13 years.

I'm married 38 years myself.

I've seen every kind of husband.

You can imagine

for every sort of indiscretion.

Guys telling themselves.

It's just a little vacation

from reality.

Or that they're some other guy

when they step into that room.

And I have seen

grown men break down

and cry

when the chickens come home.

Even If you're getting away

with it,

you only get to be one person

under the eyes of God.

And these guys,

they got to be asking themselves

at the end of the day.

If you're the guy that walks

through that door

or If you're not.

Have a good day, counselor.

You know, they say that

jogging is sh*t for the knees.

So I hear.

You followed me?

You want to grab a coffee?

We need to have a chat.

How's your lovely wife?

Probably sitting

a lot more than I have lately.

And I heard you had

a visit from the FBI today.

They were briefing me on a case.

Mm-hmm. Is that all?

That's funny,

'cause, um... My sources

said it was a little bit more

than that.

Yeah?

What did they say?

I think you know.

Hmm?

You know they haven't got a case

against you, Sam,

and there's no doubt

the pressure from the top

will get them to drop it.

And from where I stand, I still

think people have the right

to know the truth about their,

um, assistant U.S. attorney and

aspiring future congressman.

You know It's really

the hypocrisy

that offends most people,

and you're quite good

at fooling everyone.

But soon, people are gonna

know what you really are.

Then they can make up

their own mind about it.

Now, I want to give you

the chance

to tell me your own story,

and maybe... maybe they

will forgive you.

If you make them understand.

When are you running the piece?

Soon.

I have nothing

to say at this time.

Edward Pollan,

the three-term senator

announced today

that he intends to retire

at the end of the current

legislative session.

The unexpected decision leaves

the playing field wide open

given pollan's 17-year tenure

in the office.

Normally one of

the senate's most outspoken...

Yeah.

Want cheese on your burger?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Hi, mom.

Here you go.

Can I give Jack a lettuce leaf?

Sure.

Just wash your hands, okay?

So, where have you been?

Around.

I saw the announcement.

You talk to Hiller?

Not yet.

He wanted some

photographs of your mother

for the website.

There's a box in my office.

Back to business.

Something wrong?

No, sweetie.

Just, um... just hungry.

Thank you.

Just take your time.

If I talk to you, will you

give me time to resign

and get my affairs in order?

That's a poor choice

of words, but okay.

Well, first, I-I

want to apologize to my family.

To my wife and son.

And my colleagues

at the U.S. attorney's office,

with whom it has been

a great honor

and privilege to serve.

There are no excuses.

Why take the risk?

I don't know. I don't know.

It's gonna take me a long time

to figure out.

Jeannie thinks the world of you.

Off the record.

How are you gonna

break it to her?

Well, she already knows,

I think.

You think?

Why do we

hold public servants to a...

to a higher standard when it

comes to marriage and fidelity?

We're flawed like everyone else.

I set out to help people.

I never said

I was better than them.

Go talk to your wife.

Jeannie, we need to talk.

It's over.

I'm gonna resign tomorrow.

What? Why?

Coaker knows.

Knows what?

Come on, Jeannie.

You already know.

What is it I'm supposed to know?

You want me to say it?

For the past few months...

I've been a client

of an escort agency.

"Been a client"?

How would you want me to say it?

You make it sound so clean.

I have been so afraid

that somebody

would find out

that now I feel I...

I don't know. I feel relieved.

I know that sounds horrible.

When this blows over, I'll get

a job on the civil side.

Something with less hours

and more money

so I can spend more time

with you and James.

Maybe you can go back

to practicing law,

If that's something

that you wanted.

Jeannie, I need your help here.

I'm splitting apart here.

I can't imagine...

just shut up!

What are we talking about here?

How many other girls

did you f***?

5, 10? I mean, you can tell me.

Do you not think the wife

has a right to know?

What was it like with them?

I don't know, Jeannie.

You don't know?

Why didn't you just

have an affair, Sam?

That was my worst fear

all along.

But that...

that would've made you human.

This makes you sick

that you view women that way.

And there isn't one person

I can blame,

not one b*tch

I can point the finger at.

You didn't even give me that!

Sorry.

If life

with us was so f***ing terrible,

why didn't you just f***ing go?

I didn't want that.

I never wanted that.

Then what, Sam?

Help me understand.

Was our routine so stifling?

Was that it?

Was it your crazy mama

who wanted you to be

the next Kennedy? Was it me?

Was it my dad?

I know he talks down to you,

but he put a roof

over our heads.

He started your political

career.

Thank you.

Thanks for reminding me.

You know, I felt suffocated,

too, but you know what I did?

I started a f***ing vegetable

garden.

But you...

You couldn't even

talk to one journalist

without destroying everything

we worked for.

No, he already knew, Jeannie.

He already knew.

You think you can do any better?

I'd like to see you try.

Riding me is not the same

as doing it yourself.

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