A young black chef named Clarence Montgomery is sent to Alcatraz after his white girlfriend is found murdered. He maintains his innocence but few believe him. When Warden James offers Clarence an opportunity to become the prison's first "colored" head cook, Clarence is more than a little reluctant. He predicts nothing but trouble to come of it. The Warden doesn't offer him much room to refuse, so Clarence eventually accepts. His first day on the job, he cooks up a delicious feast of smoked ribs and all the fixings, but the white inmates would rather riot than eat his food.
When he shows up in 2012, he goes to fancy country clubs and woos ladies who look like his old girlfriend. He kills them, but seems confused. It's like he's compelled to act out a scene over and over, without understanding why. He seeks refuge with a former inmate and friend named Emmitt, who thinks God must have given the still-young Clarence a second chance. When Rebecca and the rest of the team latch on to the case, they notice some things that don't quite match up with the original murder in 1958. They come to the conclusion that Clarence was innocent of killing his girlfriend, but guilty of the new crimes. They again wonder why the '63s are coming back deadlier than they used to be.
In flashbacks, we see Dr. Beauregard using Lucy's techniques on Clarence, except in reverse. Instead of taking away a traumatic memory, as Lucy wants, Beauregard implants Clarence with the memories of a killer. Both he and the Warden seem to believe that Clarence is actually innocent, which makes it all the more evil of them. But dramatically intriguing, at least.
In the end, the team tracks Clarence to Emmitt's apartment. Clarence, in agony over what he's become and a fear of returning to prison, asks his friend for help. Emmitt grants him this last request and fatally shoots him. It's probably the best episode of the season so far, most likely because Hauser's team gets less screen time than usual. Stay tuned for the full weecap.
The episode opens in a classy country club bar as a handsome young African American man buys a beer. He wanders around a bit, then notices a pretty young lady. She has fair skin and dark hair. She notices him right back. They exchange smiles and then walk out onto the patio together. They flirt (even as he politely calls her "ma'am") and then the next thing you know, they've hopped into a golf cart. They veer around the course, laughing it up, then stop someplace nice and deserted. "I got us a house," he says to her. It has a garden and a window in the kitchen, he says. Instead of responding, "That sounds like something an insane person would say five minutes into knowing someone," she tells him he's cute. As they move towards each other for a kiss, images flash across the screen. They are black-and-white crime scene photos of a dead woman with her throat slit, interspersed with bright red splashes of blood. Suddenly, our would-be Romeo is carrying his new lady friend across the golf course. He lays her down near the 13th hole and carefully arranges her arms and legs. Her dress is bloody, as is his shirt. "Oh my God," he whispers, in tears. "Who did this to you?"
Flashback to Alcatraz. A guard moves the inmates towards the mess hall. The white prisoners are allowed to go first, while the black inmates wait against the wall. Several of the white inmates smirk as they walk by. "Colored boys, you're next," the guard says. He singles out Romeo and sends him to the kitchen where Warden James is waiting for him. "Clarence," the Warden greets him. He's been cooking up something at the stove and gives Clarence a spoonful to try. Clarence looks wary as he takes a sip. "Good and tasty, sir," he says when prompted for feedback. The Warden says he values candor and makes Clarence take another taste. "A lick more butter would keep the flour from seizing," Clarence says, "and a softer touch with the whisk." Warden James is impressed. Clarence is confused. The Warden says he wants Clarence to prepare the next meal and supervise the kitchen. For everyone. "Last time I cooked for white folks, it ended me up in here," Clarence says. The Warden begs to differ: "I'd say the last time you took your chef's knife to a pretty white girl's throat, it ended you up in here." Warden James tells him to look at as a chance for redemption, but Clarence isn't convinced.
Present. Doc scans news reports at the Hub, checking for possible '63s. He reads everything out loud so that we don't have to pause and read the screen ourselves. He gets a notification about golf course murder. It resembles the 1958 murder of a woman named Ellen Casey. "Is that you, Clarence?" he asks.