All language subtitles for Rectify.S01E06

What'd you do after
you strangled her?

I, um, I
went and got some flowers.

Some flowers?

Wildflowers.

Jacob's ladder.

Come again?

It's a wildflower.

And then, what did you do?

I-I put the flowers in her hair.

Was she naked?

Um, yeah, she was naked.

And how did she get unclothed?

Uh, I had taken her clothes off.

Before?

Before?

Yes, before.

You took her clothes
off before--

Before I raped her.

What'd you do then, Daniel?

I sat with her.

You sat with her?

Yes, I sat with her
and held her hand.

Why'd you hold her hand, son?

Didn't seem right
to leave her alone.

Why not?

She seemed so real.

Real?

What do you mean, "real?"

Alive.

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One?

- Uh, do you still have the, um--
- Wildcat Special?

No, the, uh, Country
Fried Steak.

Biscuits?

Please.

To drink?

Water-- just water.

Thank you.

Marcy, I'm not goin'
till he goes.

It's all right, Bill.
Jimmy's stayin'.

You sure?

Yeah, it's all right.

All right.

Um, could I have
another, please?

The cook's gone home.

I've got some leftover
fried chicken.

I was just gonna take it home.

I can pay.

I don't charge for leftovers.

Hey, Daniel.

Hello, Ted.

Mom made a fresh pecan pie.

It's on the counter.

Everything go okay tonight?

I'm not pretending to
be more than I am,

but if you ever need to talk.

Okay.

You found the pie.

What is he, the bomb squad?

It's just kids playin' a prank.

Loud prank.

Well, these things can make
some noise and do some damage,

but it's pretty
primitive, really.

Now, I'm not sayin'

it wasn't connected to all
that's goin' on, but--

What all is goin' on?

If somebody wanted to do real
damage, they would've, you know?

No, we don't know.

Maybe you could give us an example,
or five, so we could at least

try and prepare.

Look, we don't want anybody hurt,
but we can't be everywhere at once.

We understand that, Carl,
but is there any way

you can get more
patrols in this area?

We'll do what we can, Ted, but--

If you got somethin'
to say, say it.

Him being here stirs up things.

Where's he supposed
to go, Sheriff?

He's only lived two
places his whole life.

Somewhere besides here, ma'am,
for his safety and yours.

Like you care about that.

My personal feelings have
nothin' to do with it.

You believe that, really?

You self-deluded ass.

Amantha!

Wouldn't be so sure
who's deluded, ma'am.

What?

I'm sorry-- what did you say?

You son of a bitch!

You know, we're more scared
of you than some lynch mob.

You are the lynch mob!

And you know what?

Next time you mess with
me on a public street,

I will make a citizen's arrest!

You hear me?

Everything okay?

Yeah.

Just had an accident.

Oh.

- Well, hotel food can be--
- Yeah, yeah.

Make you breakfast?

Okay.

Poach your eggs?

What?

Poach your eggs?

Better on your stomach.

Sure.

How was the baptism?

It was fine-- went fine.

I guess he's saved now.

I guess he is.

Mama!

I'm home.

Kinda makes me miss the good ol'
days, when it was just the

cro-magnons calling the house.

It's not safe for him here.

I know.

I know, I know.

Guess I'll go to my... inspiring,
new apartment and unpack.

I don't know.

I'll save the boxes.

Jump the gun?

Don't I always?

No-- you usually face
the gun, Amantha.

You always have, ever
since you were a child.

Mama, don't start
talkin' like that.

You're freaking me out.

Okay.

Senator Foulkes is coming.

Lenton, I
believe you've lost a step.

Been burning your
candle at both ends.

Lenton, offer
the Senator a refreshment.

Just hydrated.

Have a seat.

What's your problem,
Miss Person?

I'm sorry?

Why the tight lips?

It's only been
five days, Roland.

Six.

I'm reviewing the case.

It's a bit more complicated now.

I guess you heard
about the mailbox.

Word gets around.

If we don't go after Holden
in an expeditious manner,

most people around here are gonna
jump to one of two conclusions.

Either I went after an innocent
man, or you don't have the ovaries

to go after a guilty one.

And I'll be damned if I'm gonna
let people start fantasizing

about my mailbox.

I'm not so much worried about my
mailbox as I am about my house,

if I were to try and
lose a case like this.

I'm not gonna rush in
without enough ammunition.

We got two bullets the
size of bull balls.

Now, that's more than enough to indict
with any grand jury of our choosing.

We'll fill in the blanks later.

Let's play out one
of your metaphors.

Not gonna shoot from the
hip, or go out half-cocked.

Hence, the tight lips.

Now, if the sheriff could at
least locate the one witness

who testified to seeing
Holden rape Hanna Dean,

that'd be a good start.

Wouldn't it?

All I'm sayin', is
the sheriff's right.

They're just voicing
their disapproval.

Them coming onto our property,
blowing things up,

is more than freedom of speech.

I-I'm not saying that's the right way to
do it, but that's what they're doin'.

Well, they might find themselves
with their backsides

covered in buckshot next time.

What's wrong?

Nothin'.

I don't think he's slept more than
a few hours since he got out.

Light's always on in his room,
all hours of the night.

Sounds like a guilty
conscience to me.

Hey, dad, I'll pick
up more coffee today.

Why?

I think that's a little stale.

Janet and I have been talkin'
about the possibility

of maybe Daniel leavin'
for a little while.

That-that might be
best for everybody.

Be a hard subject to broach.

- Asking your son to leave his
home, after-- - Dad, can you say,

without a doubt, he's
completely innocent?

Hundred percent?

Yeah.

I can do that.

Things heatin' up out there?

Yes.

I'm gonna redo the kitchen.

Oh.

They have all these makeover
shows now, and I think I can

redo our kitchen for
not that much money.

You know, not
anything real fancy.

Just, uh, get rid of the vinyl.

New countertops maybe.

I like soapstone.

Isn't it funny?

For years, I didn't have the gumption
to change out the dinnerware.

And now, I just wanna
go rip everything up.

That's a good instinct.

Daniel?

Yes, mama?

Well, um, you bein' home and all...
well, honey, it's just... well...

you wanna help?

Help?

Rip up the kitchen with me.

I love you, Daniel.

I'm glad, mama.

It's okay, sweetheart.

Mama.

Yeah?

I need some wrapping paper.

Wrapping paper?

Uh, of course, honey.

Any particular kind?

I don't know.

Christmas would be fine.

Would it do?

I don't have a problem with it.

Okay.

Not much to show for all
my time in Atlanta.

Is that the measure?

Things?

This is America, Jon.

Right.

You think that's gonna
keep the bad guys out?

No.

What about a gun?

What?

Just wondering what you
might think about a gun.

As in, having one?

A lady something or other.

What are you doing?

Pretending to be Ted
Kennedy in his grave.

Are you serious?

There aren't many institutions
to turn to around here.

Hello-- welcome to Polly.

My name is Amantha, and
I'll be your tour guide.

And then, there's our
diddling problem.

Did I just say "diddling?"

We do it enough.

Might as well say it.

The Senator knows.

- What?
- I think.

- Well, how could that be?
- 'Cause the whole town is bugged.

There's spies everywhere.

Motel maintenance man works
for Homeland Security.

Take your pick.

Hey.

I won't be here for
a while, you know?

I know.

This is not my only case.

I know, Jon-- I know.

So... I think either you
move back to Atlanta,

or let's get you a gun, if you're
gonna stay here in this place.

- Jon-- - No, and don't tell me that
you've dealt with this before,

because you haven't dealt
with this before, Amantha.

You were 12 years old.

You were living
with your parents.

Daniel was already in jail
and on his way to death row.

That's what kept the bad guys
at bay back then, not you!

Hey, Trey-- it's Carl.

Checkin' in.

If you hear from George,
let me know, would ya?

I'm havin' a hard time
tracking him down.

Appreciate it.

Hope to see ya on Wednesday.

Hey, Daniel.

Come on in.

Well, where's Amantha?

Uh, she's doing laundry.

Are you doin' okay...
with things?

I don't think so, Jon.

I don't think so.

That's not-- that's normal.

What is?

Not doing okay...
considering everything.

W-why don't you come in?

Well, it shocked me
to find you here.

You know, just not used to
contemplating all the variables

one might encounter.

I mean, there were variables
inside, but wasn't like out here,

where it's... you know,
and if you don't have

the-the years of experiences.

The-- there isn't the-the
repetition of everyday living

to make things mundane.

Because-because mundane
is-is calming and soothing.

Mundane isn't out
of the ordinary.

And when everything is
out of the ordinary...

It can be too much
sometimes, you know?

Like finding you behind this door,
when I-I didn't even consider

there could be somebody else
behind this door, but my sister.

You know, your-your mind
puts it together, of course.

But, I mean, even just the door
opening is still very unreal.

Does that make sense?

Of course.

Daniel, it does.

Okay.

Oh.

Hey, honey.

This is a nice surprise.

What's up?

You remember the pecan grove
that dad used to take us to?

You-you were-you were
only about five or six.

The one with the cows.

Yes... with the cows.

I do remember.

You think you wanna go
for a drive out there?

You still know how
to get out there?

I think so.

Okay.

When I confessed, it...
it was such a relief.

I mean, to be free of all that
unbelievable guilt and-and regret

that I was feelin'.

After I told 'em that I'd killed
her, I could finally accept

she was dead, you know?

You'd just turned 18.

High on mushrooms.

After all that time on-on the
row, the guilt returned.

Guilt for what?

Guilt that I was alive, and guilt that...
I began to accept it

as my destiny, my fate, and I began
to embrace it as my purpose.

Survivor's guilt.

No more complicated than that.

Is that it?

Do you think I could ever
make it out here, really?

Of course you can, and you will.

I don't believe in anything.

Well, what about me, and
mom, and your new brother?

I've caused you
all so much pain.

No, Danny.

They caused us
all so much pain.

I'm so sorry I said what
I said to you, Amantha.

It's okay.

I'd take it back, if I could.

No, it's a lot of truth
in what you said.

It's okay.

I don't know what to do.

Well, you know, we could
go back to Atlanta

and stay up there for a while.

You know, there are people-people
who know how to help you with what

you're going through.

Get away from all the
pressures of being here.

All the triggers around you.

The danger here.

What is it, honey?

What's going on, Daniel?

My strange life.

Does it look open?

I don't know.

I've never seen it open.

See ya later, sister.

Countin' on it, brother.

I know that's right.

Hey.

Love ya.

I love you, too.

We're a leaky family.

You the man.

With a plan.

Wish I had a ceiling fan.

Some can't, some can.

Well, some will, some won't.

Some do, some don't.

Damn!

Why'd I say, "won't?"

Wait, now-- wait, now.

Hold up-- hold up.

Uh-uh, some will, some won't.

Some do, some don't.

I shine, I flaunt.

"I flaunt?"

Yes, sir.
Some will, some won't.

Some do, some don't.

I shine, I flaunt.

I'm dull, I'm gaunt, and I quit.

What?
Come on, man.

Tired of playin'.

What-what?

You-you got plans?

You goin' somewhere?

He ain't goin' nowhere.

Long after they put that death needle in
your arm, he's gonna be right here with me.

You're the saddest
man I've ever known.

Whoa-whoa-whoa.

You're the sad man, Danny.

Cryin' in your sleep
over your little Hanna.

Gonna be cryin' over
your little Kerwin, too.

Won't be me cryin'.

That's why you're the saddest
man I've ever known,

'cause you can't feel
anything for anybody.

You can't cry for anybody.

Oh, man, he got ya.

Peckerwood got bitch-slapped.

Nobody bitch-slapped me!

Oh, thou doth protest
too much, Peckerwood.

Shut up, bitch!

The award for saddest man in
the world goes to Peckerwood,

Peckerhead, Crackerbox,
Uncle Jed, Wendall Jelks!

Shit.

Ha!

Hello-- hello?

Hey, there.

Hey, I'm Chet.

I-I'm Daniel.

Oh, hey, uh, Daniel.

You're elusive, Chet.

That's an
under-appreciated skill.

So it can be developed.

I think so-- probably helps
to have a little bit

of a knack for it first.

Is that-that too
much-- that music?

Is that a little much?

No, it's just right.

My friends think
I'm a sad-aholic.

Don't get help.

I just like to have somethin' to
balance out the farce, you know?

I think farce may be sadder.

God, you're right.

It's all sad.

And farcical.

You, uh, lookin' for anything
in particular, Daniel?

You know who I am,
don't you, Chet?

I do, Daniel.

I would like to-to get
somethin' for-for somebody.

Uh-- someone special?

Someone I recently met.

Well, ain't you somethin'?

I got somethin' for ya.

- Their adopt-a-friend special just--
- Decided actually-- - Chapel road,

- all the way to Covington--
- The Landmark Homerville

Restaurant was shut down.

I like your top.

I got it today, for you.

Looks good on you.

Thank you, Teddy.

Teddy.

Yeah, babe?

I think the baptism might
have been a mistake.

Too much, too soon.

I don't know.

I just don't know.

You had good intentions.

You think so?

I know so.

You're a good person, Tawney.

Need to go.

Daniel?

Daniel?

Daniel?

I-I need to say somethin'

to my friend.

Doesn't look like he
wanna speak to you.

I just need a moment.

Need to go.

Please?

It's okay.

Look at me.

Look at me, brother.

Daniel?

I know you didn't do it.

How do you know?

Because I know ya.

Because I know ya.

Because I know ya.

We have to go.

Bye, brother.

Get him up.

Hello, Tawney.

I just wanted to let you
know that I'm doin' okay.

Doing better, and-and I hope
you're doing okay, and Ted.

I'm going away for a while,
to get better or different.

That's all.

Good-bye.

All clear!

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