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[siren wailing]

[indistinct radio chatter]

[radio chatter continues]

[siren stops]

♪

I need to see hands
out the window now!

I want this window down, and
I need to see hands right now!

Police!

Hands up right now!

Police!

Do not move!

Do... not... move!

Stop!

[panting]

LOUIE WOLFF:
This was a tragic accident.

Officer Turley fired four shots,
killing the driver instantly.

It was at 10:30 at night,

the lighting on the street
was nonexistent,

and the driver, Ms. Burke,
reached for an object

that resembled a firearm
on the passenger seat.

Tragically, it was a cell phone.

Do you have...
have any questions?

I've asked my team to hold
their questions and comments

until we've had a chance
to speak afterwards.

Okay, well,
complicating matters, of course,

is that Officer Turley
is white,

and the victim
was African American.

But I... I just want
to be clear.

There are no previous

use-of-force complaints
against Officer Turley.

Up until this moment,
he'd never fired his gun.

Uh, so I'm here
from the police union.

Uh, we've supplied
Officer Turley with a lawyer,

he will appear before
the grand jury later this week,

and most certainly will be put
on trial within the year.

Uh, the lawyer believes
that the-the best defense

would be for Officer Turley
to plead temporary insanity.

He did actually see a gun.

And now you're probably
wondering why I'm here.

Why go to the Church

instead of
a state-sanctioned psychiatrist

for an evaluation?

Well, one of the reasons

is Officer Turley's faith.

He's Catholic.

The other is Officer Turley's

sincere belief
that there was a, uh...

a demonic intrusion

into the events of that night.

He believes that he was
momentarily possessed

when he saw a gun.

I understand that this seems
like a convenient excuse.

Okay, but I would ask you
to be objective

and consider the facts
carefully.

Thank you, Louie.

Do you want me

-to explain myself?
-Yes, that would be good.

-I took this meeting as a favor.
-Well, great.

We took the meeting.
Favor fulfilled.

-What's next?
-MARX: Wait.

-We need to discuss this.
-What "this"? A racist cop

killed a Black mother,
and now he wants

the Catholic Church
to give him a...

-Twinkie defense?
-Yeah.

I want you to meet with him.

The racist cop?

You don't know if he's a racist.

Oh.

We have to learn
to withhold judgment.

David, as a man of God,
you must withhold ju...

Where are you going?

To withhold judgment.

Hi.

Hello.

So-so do you want me
to start or...?

Yeah, why don't you start?

Yeah.

I know you, don't I?

-Do you?
-Yeah.

Oh, I know.
Holy Conception.

-My girls go there.
-Oh, right.

You're in the carpool.

-Dahlia and, uh...
-Becky. Right. Yup.

You're the one
with the four girls, right?

The... the funny ones?

-Yeah.
-I'm sorry. I mean,

it's a good... good funny.

-Anyway, um...
-Yeah, sorry. Um...

Look, now, I-I...
I know it must sound like

I'm-I'm trying to take
advantage of my religion

to-to stay out of jail,

but I just really want to
understand what happened to me.

Because I saw a gun.

I know it's not a gun now.

But I saw one.
Ms. Burke was reaching for it.

My training required
that I fire. All I can say is

I just wish I could take
those 15 seconds back.

I went to her funeral,
and, uh...

and I watched her family.

Watching them,
watching her boys...

You knew
she was African American

-when you approached the car?
-Yeah.

-Yeah, dispatch told me.
-Would you have

behaved differently if it were
Kristen you had pulled over?

-If I knew it was Kristen?
-No.

If you knew the driver was
Kristen's race,

would you have fired?

I don't know.

Thank you for your honesty.

But I do know,

if I saw Kristen reach
for a gun to shoot me,

I would do what I did.

I'd order her to stop,
and I would fire if she didn't.

That's my training.

I saw a gun.

♪

LEXIS:
Hey, Grandma!

What did I say about that word?

Hey, Rad G, it's on!

[muttering quietly]

This was a polygrapher
not sympathetic to the police.

And all Officer Turley's answers
were determined

to be consistent
with his seeing a gun.

Does it matter?

Does it matter
that he thinks it was a gun?

That doesn't mean
he's possessed.

Just means he expected there
to be a gun

-due to the driver's race.
-Is it not also possible

that Satan uses racism as a form
of diabolical oppression?

[train horn blowing]

[laughing]

-Cheers.
-Cheers.

[both laugh]

Hey, I wanted
to ask you something

about someone you know.

Yeah, I know. Jim Turley.

He told me he made a mistake.

Do you know what he's arguing?

Yeah, that he was possessed
when he saw the gun.

And you think
that makes sense?

Well, I don't believe in demons,
but I do know

that cops see guns in everyday
objects all the time.

In everyday objects
of Black people?

Oh, come on.

Not everything is about race.

This is about street sense--

a cop making a snap decision
that can save a life.

Like with me.

We, uh, got a call.

This was before
I was in Homicide.

Mm-hmm.

We heard a dad had a gun
to his two-year-old's head,

threatening to kill her.

Oh, we go to the apartment,
we hear screaming,

we burst through,
and I see a man

with his baby in his arms,
raising a rifle at me.

So I raised my gun.
It was him or me.

And then I heard my partner
screaming at me to stop.

The guy was using a mop
to clear out spiderwebs.

And I saw it as a rifle.

I swear to this day,
it was a rifle.

And I was a split second
from blowing him away.

So, what do I do with that?

The next time
if I hesitate, I get killed,

or the guy kills his infant?

So you tell me.

We're talking
about a split-second decision.

Right.

And, yes, I know that race
enters this, but only because

70% of my arrests up until that
point were African American.

I'm not saying
there aren't bad cops.

There are.

But Officer Jim is one
of the good ones.

And so am I.

At least I think I am.

So, now I have a question
for you.

Shoot.

Sorry. That was a bad joke.
[laughs]

It's about the LeRoux case.

Wife, Emily, has an alibi.

I heard.

But her new boyfriend doesn't.

Del Ruben. Did Emily ever
mention him to you?

No.

Well, the new thinking is

that Emily had her boyfriend
kill LeRoux

to give her an alibi.

-Really?
-Yeah, it's elaborate.

But the boyfriend's got
a criminal record.

So, it seems like
good old Emily has a type.

Yeah, we're hoping
to charge them both.

So if you hear from Emily,
let us know, okay?

Yeah, of course. Okay.

Hey, do you want me
to call you an Uber?

No, I'm good. Take care.

I'll see you later.

♪

MAN:
A polygraph test measures pulse,

blood pressure, respiration
and skin conductivity.

These physiological reactions
are recorded

via the instruments attached
to the subject.

A polygraph test subject
can trick the mechanics

by controlling their breathing
and blood pressure.

Some criminals, for example,

exhibit a relaxed demeanor
under interrogation,

making it difficult
to detect lying.

With practice, a person can
control their blood pressure

with the use of
a blood pressure cuff at home.

[fading]:
Breathing techniques...

ABBEY:
Ben, sweetie.

-[inhales sharply]
-You've fallen asleep

in your chair again, hon.

How is that? Cozy?

[panting]

I recorded you last time.
You're not real.

Answer all my questions
with a no, please.

You dropped out of college

because you were offered
a prestigious

laboratory job
at U of M, correct?

I don't believe in this,
so this has no power over me.

-[yells]
-Oh.

Did that hurt, Ben?
Did it have powerover you?

[Ben pants]

What is Cas-3, Ben?

This is not real!

If it weren't real,
it wouldn't hurt.

Come on. Cas-3.

You were so proud of it
at the time.

I was not.

[yelling]

That was a lie, Ben.

You thought your gene-editing
was going to change the world.

It was. It was gonna end
childhood diseases.

Should I show you a picture
of those babies?

-I had nothing to do with that!
-Then why quit?

Why give up on it all?

You'd be fucking rich by now.

[yelling]

[yelling]

[distant car alarm blaring]

TURLEY: I need to see hands
out the window... now!

So this is the bodycam footage?

-I want this window down.
-Yes.

-And I need to see hands.
-Officer Turley's.

Right now! Police!

Well, it's just gonna show
a cell phone, right?

Police! Do not move!

Do... not... move!

KRISTEN:
Yeah, so that doesn't help much.

-[tapping key]
-What?

One second.

There.

The tattoo.

What is it?

DAVID:
A sigil.

♪

Police! Do not move!
Do... not...

move!

So, now we think
Officer Turley's possessed

and not just racist?

I'm not proud of that sentence.

Yeah, it is weird
to give him what he wants:

a defense for his grand jury.

Oh, this might be bigger
than that.

KRISTEN:
What's this?

Clips from my iPhone.

OFFICER 1: License
and registration, please?

Stay in your car.
I just need to check this.

What? These are all pull-overs?

Yeah, I have an iPhone app
that records police stops.

Step out of your vehicle,
please, sir.

BEN: Right, I have a friend
who suggested I get that.

You just say
"I'm being pulled over,"

and it starts recording.

How many pull-overs are there?

-Five.
-Over how long?

A year.

Oh, my God. David.
Do you know how many times

I've been pulled over
in ten years?

Mm. Wait. Hold on. Hold on.
Let me guess.

Mm... zero.

That makes me so angry.

You're so sweet, Kristen.

DAVID:
There.

-That isn't Officer Turley?
-No.

KRISTEN:
So what are we thinking?

It's a gang within the police?

Well, that's the question now,
isn't it?

[phone vibrating]

-Everything all right?
-Yeah. I-I just...

I've got to go.

[train horn blowing]

Is it always this loud?

No, it's only
the freight trains.

They come by three times a day.

What is all that?

Huh?

Oh, it's a... it's a doll.

-It looks like an altar.
-What?

It looks like an altar!

Oh, yeah, the candles.

Yeah, I-I like the smell
of candles.

Ah, baby!

Oh, my God.
I didn't know it was you.

Did your mom just say
the police?

-Guilty. I will let you talk.
-[laughs]

It was really nice
to talk to you.

You, too.

So it's about LeRoux again.

-Something new?
-No. Well, yeah.

Uh, Emily's boyfriend--
turns out he has an alibi.

The guy was taking
a poetry seminar at Columbia.

Who would have thought?

I guess people with criminal
records can be poets, too.

-[train fades]
-Oh, that's better.

So it made me remember that, uh,

LeRoux was intimidating you,
too.

And I thought I should at least
start covering my bases.

What bases?

When LeRoux was killed,
where were you?

Were you here?

-Oh.
-Where you were.

Here, at home? Um...

Yes. I came home
from an exorcism...

I love it.
My friend and her exorcisms.

[laughing]:
And, um...

I came home
to be with my daughters.

Were they awake, asleep?

-Uh... Lexis was awake.
-Great.

So I can ask her later maybe

if, uh, she remembered
you coming in.

I'm guessing she's in school?

I think so, yeah.

Okay, one last thing.

LeRoux was killed
with a serrated blade.

So, just got
to check this off my to-do list.

Do you mind
if I look at your knives?

[laughs]
Oh, of course.

Um...

♪

[drawer closes]

Ah, great.

None of these are serrated.
We're all done here.

Great. Um, actually,
I wanted to ask you something.

Oh, sure.
Did I kill LeRoux?

[laughs]
No. Um,

do you know what this is?

This tattoo?

[scoffs]

What?

It's a cop superstition.
Like wearing two pairs of socks.

Some cops do it
so they don't get shot.

Do you know
where it comes from?

No idea. There are all
these ancient traditions.

-Check on "Thee Rant."
-Thee?

-What-What's that?
-It's a cop thread on 4chan.

My guess is the cops there
can tell you more.

-[train horn blowing]
-Uh-oh. Better go

before, uh...

-See ya.
-Bye.

[train rumbling loudly]

Hey.

What did I do?

What? Oh, my gosh.

Nothing.
Am I really that threatening

when I come in to just talk
to my daughter?

No, but...
did I do something wrong?

No. Actually, um,

I need your help.

Okay?

Do you remember my friend Mira?

Uh-huh.

So, um, she and her partner want

to ask you a couple
of questions about...

where I was
a couple of months ago.

Do you remember that guy,
that, um... the killer

who came here to threaten you?

-LeRoux.
-Right, so,

they want to know
if I was here, too.

Yeah, that's easy. You were.

Right. And I know
that I sent you to bed,

and then, later,
I came upstairs to tuck you in.

Is that what you wantme to say?

No. I-I'm just making sure
that that's...

that's what happened.

I guess that...
could have happened.

You don't remember me
coming upstairs, tucking you in

about 30 minutes later?

No, I do.

I guess that makes sense to me.

Okay. Good.

Thanks, Lex.

Here's the thing, Mom.

Ben had put in
that alarm system,

and you couldn't have left

because it would've set off
the alarm, right?

Right.

Yeah,
that's-that's a good point.

How's homework?

-Good.
-Good.

Are you seeing anything?

BEN:
No, just a lot of complaints

about overtime,
the new patrol cars.

Nothing about tattoos?

No. No, I think
I just found out

why you don't get pulled over
as much.

-Oh, yeah?
-"When you become a cop,

"you get good at street sense--

"intuitively knowing
the good guys from the bad guys.

"You go easier on the good
and harder on the bad.

That is just justice."

You all right?

You seem down.

I was just gonna say
the same about you.

I didn't get much sleep.

You still having night terrors?

Is lucid dreaming not working?

Oh, I set my alarm at night.

And then I wake up.

Then I go back to sleep--
night terror.

Okay, here.

The key is a repetitive
pattern during the day.

-I already tried that.
-No, no, no.

You got to set your alarm
to vibrate, not to sound.

Sound's gonna wake you up
during the night.

Okay.

Do it every hour on the hour
during the day.

Every time you feel your alarm,
you're gonna look

at your blue string,
and ask yourself,

-"Am I dreaming?"
-Mm-hmm.

And then--
none of the books say this,

but night terrors usually come
around 4:00 a.m. or so...

-Ah, during the deepest REM.
-Right.

So you're gonna set your alarm

to 4:10, and 4:10 only.

-Mm-hmm.
-Then place it under your pillow

so you'll feel it,
but you're not gonna wake up.

Mm-hmm.

Then look at
your wrist in your dream.

The blue string's
not gonna be there

-so you'll know you're sleeping.
-Mm. Mm-hmm.

Then you can lucid dream
and kill the night terror.

[chuckles]
Kill it?

Uh-huh.

I kept a weapon next to my bed.

I knew it was there in my dream,
so I could use it.

Wow.

You're a font.

Yeah, I should write a book.

Hey, look. It's the sigil.

"To all those Protectors
out there..."

"Wear your colors with pride,
and together we will ride."

-Meaning?
-DAVID: We think The Protectors

is the name of a gang
within the NYPD.

There are similar gangs that
were discovered in the LAPD.

And we think Officer Turley
is one of their members.

MARX:
That wasn't your objective.

It was to assess whether

Officer Turley
was diabolically possessed.

Yes, and if he's a member
of The Protectors,

then the answer
is possibly yes.

So this miracle
in Upstate New York...

Your Eminence, we have a case.

We're not finished yet.
You pushed us to pursue this.

MARX: You had a case.
You're trying to turn it

into something bigger involving
racism and your sigil map.

You asked
if Officer Turley was possessed

when he killed
an African American driver.

That's a question
we are trying to answer.

-By going after all the cops?
-KRISTEN: No, no.

By going after a gang of cops

within the NYPD called
The Protectors.

MARX:
The Protectors are not a gang.

It's what the cops call
themselves on Justice Served.

Excuse me?

The TV show. You're making it
all sound sinister.

It's not. It's just a TV show,
like-like Law & Order.

So, now let's turn
to our next case, please.

And if the show is the source
of the evil?

-What are you talking about?
-The cops are influenced

by the show enough
to copy their sigil.

So why isn't the show
the source of evil?

I have no idea
what to do with that.

That's why you have us.

Okay, what's wrong, Lex?

Come on.

Tell me, or I'll kill you.

[laughing]:
Come on.

I don't want to lie,
but I think Mom wants me to.

No, she doesn't.

Yes, she does.

About what?

About where Mom was.

Where was she?

I don't think
I should say any more.

Okay.

So, here's what I say.

Mom doesn't want you to lie.

She wants you to tell the truth.
Always.

Even if it hurts her?

Truth isn't gonna
hurt your mom. Only lying will.

You think so?

I know so.

Here, follow me.

Where are you going?

[singsongy]:
Just follow me.

[door opens,
footsteps approaching]

What is that?

It's Eddie.

[Sheryl sighs]

[quietly]:
Eddie, my Eddie,

I offer this sacrifice
in the name of Lexis.

She is in doubt.

Bring her clarity, not calamity.

Grandma, what are you doing?

This is Eddie.

When you need something,
you bring him a sacrifice,

and he will grant it to you.

Come on over here.

Oh, come on.
He's not gonna bite you.

[laughing]:
Come on.

Okay, stay there.

[whispering]:
Eddie, my Eddie,

help Lexis to understand.

Help her to know
when to do the right thing.

And to always tell the truth...

...even if it hurts.

Lexis, look.

Look. [laughs]

Oh, come on. Honey.

Honey, come on!

Eddie, my Eddie.

[sniffles]

[siren blaring,
engine revving]

[siren blaring,
tires squeal]

Hands out the window now!

WOMAN:
Cut!

Felt good to me.

[indistinct crew chatter]

Louie!

[both laughing]

-Hey.
-Oh.

Oh, you're still trying
to lose the gut, I see.

Yeah. You're still looking
like an extra in Kill Bill.

Third week of keto. Nothing but
caveman fat and protein, baby.

What's with the, uh...
the Mod Squad here?

Yeah, this-this is Kristen,
David and Ben.

-Howdy.
-Hi.

Yeah, we're actually
investigating something

for the Church, and we could use
your help, Mr. Carr.

For Louie, I can give you
a hot minute. Walk with me.

So you guys, uh, fans of
Justice Served?

We've been watching a lot
lately.

-Yeah?
-Really compelling.

Compelling? Is that all you got?

It's the number one cop show
in the world.

Well, we've seen... Sorry.

...seen several seasons,
and we found this symbol.

That's not a symbol.
That's a sigil.

What did I say?

We noticed some
of the cops watching your show

started using the sigil, too.

Yeah, I know.

So, where does this sigil
come from?

Oh, that's old. I got that from,
uh, one of my mentors.

He used it on Dragnet
back in the '50s.

-Oh, yeah?
-[laughing]

So you got it from Dragnet?

Well, we all did.
You see that on CHiPs.

It's on, uh, Starsky and Hutch.
Every cop show

-for the last 40 years.
-Right.

It's kind of like our rabbit's
foot, our, uh, Wilhelm Scream.

This is craft services.
You can grab anything you want.

Mr. Carr, we're dealing
with a case of a cop

shooting an unarmed driver and
then claiming they saw a gun.

Oh, you're talking about
Jim Turley, right? It's awful.

We give him some moonlighting
work during our night shoots.

He's a nice guy.

-Why are those two so grim?
-They care.

They care? And we don't?

You and me--
we got to stick together.

Do you think your show...

My shows. I have five.

Do you think
they have any influence

on the police
or how they behave?

Ah, I love these questions.
Keep 'em coming.

Entertainment is the real issue,
right?

It has nothing to do
with the behavior.

Yeah, but the lead character
on your show, Cliff Locke--

he's a cop
who doesn't play by the rules.

-But he gets the job done.
-DAVID: Even though

he abuses suspects,
badgers witnesses?

So if a kid plays a video game

and shoots up a school,
you blame the video game, right?

Kids don't get a badge
or a gun.

Ah, come on. My shows
help people know good from bad.

Cliff Locke-- he's a hero.
He's not an antihero.

He's not Tony Soprano
or Vic Mackey,

but a real hero,
who is aspirational.

-Mr. Carr.
-Cliff Locke makes cops

want to be better cops.

That's why the NAACP
and the AFL-CIO gave us plaques.

That is why there was a 30%
increase in POC applications

to the NYPD
right after our first season.

And I've increased diversity
by 30%

across all of my shows.

I even pitched a show last year,

three POCs in Park Slope,

for crying out loud,
and they passed on it.

You see, I'm not the problem.

The problem, I'm afraid to say,

is what the, uh,
public really wants.

You see, you can go out there
and scream "Black Lives Matter,"

and a whole bunch of people
will be with you.

Go and write a drama

about people screaming
"Black Lives Matter,"

you see how fast
people switch you off.

Listen, I got to get back
to work.

It was very nice meeting you.
Good luck.

Hey, Mick.

BEN:
He's a megalomaniac.

But-- I hate to say it--
he's not wrong.

So, should we end this case?

I'll talk to His Eminence.

[sighs]

[taps desk]

[sniffles]

[sighs]

[dramatic
video game music playing]

♪

[beep]

MAN [on game]:
You are back in the game.

[dramatic
video game music playing]

♪

[soft rustling]

[wind whistling softly]

[creaking, tapping]

[muffled groaning]

Hey, Ben.

-[muffled groan]
-I've missed you.

-[groans]
-Shh.

Don't speak.

I know you have trouble
expressing your feelings.

So, Cas-3.

Why turn your back on genetics
if you did nothing wrong?

Why become
some stupid contractor?

Look how CRISPR advanced
without you.

[dramatic
video game music playing]

MAN [in video game]:
You are back in the game.

[muffled groaning]

What do you think you're doing?

Playing.

I don't like video games.

Too bad. I do,
and I'm really good at them.

♪

Two against one.

Well, this is unfair.

David?

I was always here.

[gasps]

[panting]

David.

Is everything all right?

Uh, I just wanted to, uh...

talk for a minute.

About?

I don't know.

Forgiveness... maybe.

Really?

I know. Uh...

So, you're one month away
from being a priest, right?

Yeah, unless
something goes wrong, yeah.

-What could go wrong?
-Oh, nothing.

I'm just braced.

God could hate me.

I could... hate God.

-Is that possible?
-Which one?

-Either.
-I don't think so.

But...

I'm always surprised by life.

Um, you're the closest

to someone who I respect

who believes in God--

um, the real God. The...

Uh, uh, well, the-the...
supernatural God.

Thank you.

And so, what I...

What I need to know is

what do you do
when you don't believe in God,

and you're looking
for forgiveness?

Not from one person, but...

for something you did?

-What did you do?
-Nothing.

It's a question. It's just...
It's a hypothetical.

I did a job in my past
that I'm not proud of.

Um...

when Julia and I were doing
the 12 steps,

they said if we were looking
for forgiveness,

we could ask it of anything
bigger than ourselves.

A tree, um, a forest,

the post office.

-What does that do?
-It acknowledges

that something is bigger
than yourself.

It allows you to say
the actual words "I'm sorry,"

you know, to the world,

not just in your mind.

You have to say, to, um...

verbalize it, you know?

To a tree or the post office?

Or the ocean.

I mean, you're not treating
those things as God.

You're just looking for
something larger than yourself.

That sounds insane.

[chuckles] Yes.

But forgiveness is looking

for "peace that passeth
understanding."

Anything logical,
like going to a therapist

or getting a pill,

is not going
to give you true peace.

People intuitively know

that the limits
of the empirical are...

the empirical.

Are you nuts?

Yeah, I am.

Yup.

-Hey.
-I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?

Sure. Whatever.

No, it's not whatever.

Please forgive me.

Say "I forgive you."

I forgive you.

Get some help.

[sighs]

WOLFF:
Thank you

for all your great work,
and so sorry to put you out,

but, well,
everything's great now.

Turns out the grand jury
cleared Officer Turley.

-You're kidding.
-WOLFF: No.

He's back on the force,
so, as you can see,

there's no need for a defense.

He wanted me
to thank you for him.

And, Your Eminence,
the union's gonna be sending

some volunteers to you
over the next few Sundays.

So was that The Protectors
protecting one of their own?

[Wolff chuckles]

I don't know
what you're talking about.

The grand jury's independent.

And Jim made an honest mistake.

But I do have a thought
for you, Mr. Acosta.

I would
stop questioning Mick Carr.

He's a good man,
and he's been good to the union.

-Is that a threat?
-Oh, no, no, no.

We'd never threaten
a seminarian.

We respect the Church.

But we want you to respect us.

MARX: Last year, Father Thomas
died of natural causes.

A week ago, monks heard humming
coming from his tomb.

The monastery opened the crypt

and found him like this.

The Vatican wants to consider
Father Thomas for sainthood,

but they need two things first.

DNA evidence to make sure
this is true incorruptibility,

no decay.

And evidence
of a second miracle.

-So you need us to go get it?
-Yes.

And here's the difficulty.
Sacred Trinity

is a silent monastery.

No talking, not a word, for
the whole weekend you're there.

That ended the way
it was going to, didn't it?

Grand juries never
prosecute cops.

Onto the next.

[siren blaring]

Oh, come on. What did I do?

[siren whoops]

Hello, Officer. I-I honestly
don't know what I did.

No, don't worry about it,
Mr. Shakir.

Just making sure
you're getting home safe.

-Excuse me?
-World can be so dangerous.

Just want to make sure
nothing happens to you.

Have a good evening.

[quietly]:
Man.

David,

where are you?

-Third and Lamb.
-I think

we're being intimidated
by the police.

Yes, we are.

You need to call Kristen.
I can't.

Okay. I'm on it.

[phone vibrating]

KRISTEN:
Hey, Ben, what's up?

BEN:
Uh, anything going on there?

Uh, well, I'm packing
for our silent retreat.

Not sure what to bring.
Probably not a swimsuit, right?

David and I are getting

some intimidation
from the police.

Some stop-and-frisk stuff.

I think it's from
our questioning Mick Carr.

-Why?
-Well,

I think a lot of cops
are moonlighting for him,

and I think they're protective.

Nothing going on there?

Uh, no, nothing.

-Okay. I'd watch out.
-Okay.

Well, you be careful out there.

Yeah, same to you.

[gasps]

[panting]

[exhales]

Mira. Hey, it's me.

No, I'm-I'm fine.

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

There's somebody in my yard
trying to scare us.

I-I-I hate doing this,
but would you be able...?

Oh, that'd be great.

Okay, thank you. Thank you.
Okay, bye.

[loud knocking]

[loud knocking]

[knocking]

[loud knocking]

Go away! I have a gun!

[doorknob clicking]

I will shoot you!

[door creaking]

[train rattles softly]

You're not scaring me.

[leaves rustling]

You can't scare me.

MAN:
Hi, Kristen.

[gasps]

Long time no see.

[train rattling on tracks]

It's good to see you.

You're not real.

You're a manifestation
of my guilt.

Well, that would make
a lot of sense,

if you felt guilty,

but you and I both know
that you don't.

This is about the medication
Dr. Boggs prescribed.

I'm still seeing hallucinations.
You're not real.

Once you take a life, there's
nothing like it, Kristen.

At first,
you're a little nervous,

maybe even a little clumsy.

And then it just
all comes together.

-You shut up! [groans]
-[groans]

That moment when

they take their last breath--

it's incredible.

-I would lean in and listen.
-[crying]

And I would look
into their eyes,

just like you and me now.

And they and I would both know

that I was the last person
they were ever gonna see.

And at that moment,

it's like I'm their God.

-[gasps sharply]
-And that was you... to me.

You were my God.

You deserved to die.

Your victims did not!

ANYA: Freeze! Police!
Drop your weapon!

I said, drop it!

Kristen?

-Mira. Hey.
-[train rattling]

What... what are you doing?
Who were you talking to?

I-I thought I...

I heard someone in-in the yard.

We came as fast as we could.
You okay?

Yeah. I-I-I just...

I thought I saw someone
back... back there.

What's this?

It's my ax from, uh...
from climbing.

ANYA:
Yeah, I see that.

It's serrated.

I-It is.

ANYA:
And your daughter--

she wasn't sure
if you tucked her in.

You questioned her?

ANYA:
We did. Your mother let us.

MIRA:
She's a good girl, Lexis.

[crying]:
She is.

I'm guilty, Mira.

[crying]

Anya, can you give us a minute?

[crying]

Kristen...

-It's true.
-Kristen,

I need you not to say anything.

LeRoux was a piece of crap.

A serial killer.

He was threatening
your family.

And... you,
you're a good person.

You're a nice, suburban mom

with four sweet kids
in Catholic school.

You drive a station wagon, and
you have a friend who's a cop.

Mira...

No. Don't say anything.

What happened
to LeRoux was justice.

We told our superiors,
guy had hundreds of enemies.

We'll probably never know
who killed him.

Some people deserve to die.

Cops know that better
than anyone.

Here. You should put that
somewhere safe.

[train rattling,
whistle blowing]

I'll say
we saw a Black man back here.

You came out
and scared him off.

[crying]

[sobbing]

[sobbing]

[panting]

[wind whistling]

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