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- Previously on
"Dirty John"...

- If there's a zombie outbreak,
where do you think

all the regular medical
doctors are going to go?

- Ronnie, it's Mom.

I have
a different phone number.

If you're free I need you
to come

and meet me at CC Kitchen.

- You're gonna leave him?

- Yes.
- For good this time?

- I'm gonna make
your life hell

for as long
as you still have one.

Get out!

The 30 grand
you took out.

What's it for?

- It's my money, John.

- That's what you think?

- I'm leaving.
I want a divorce.

- No more being nice, Deb.
Is that what you want?

- I thought we were
putting him off balance.

I thought this was a reactive
guy trying to scam and scare

this decent woman and we were
gonna grind him down,

but he has a plan.

[unsettling music]

♪

- The Irvine cops
are bringing John

back in again on the arson.

- Oh, did they figure out
where he is?

- They left him a voicemail.

- He's never gonna go in.

Well, I am going to LA for a couple of days.

I'm doing a condo
in the Wilshire Corridor.

- You going alone?

- Yeah, because I've made
a decision that I am

going to keep going, you know,
and move on with my life.

And I'm not just
gonna wait around

for the next crazy thing
that he's gonna do.

You know?
Burn up my other car.

Burn up my other car
with me in it.

- It just seems so
uncharacteristic of him,

the car fire.

I still can't wrap my head
all the way around it.

But it made me remember
I used to--

whenever a case didn't go my
way I would box, hit the bags.

I thought it would lower
my stress, but, actually,

it always made me feel worse.

And I thought,
"why isn't this working?"

I asked a friend--
a psychologist.

He said, "All expressing anger
against inanimate objects does

"is teach you to associate
anger with your own

controlled aggression,"
so of course, it doesn't help.

It's just a--a snake
eating its own tail.

- So are you saying
that John's getting angrier?

- It's what I'm afraid of.

- It's what I'm afraid of too.

I wish I could feel safe.

I wish I felt like this was
all gonna stop one day.

But I don't.

[tense music]

♪

[eerie string music]

♪

[suspenseful percussive music]

♪

[line trilling]

- Hi, Nance.
- Debra, I'm leaving.

Do you want a latte?

- Oh, that's okay.
- Oh, no, no, no.

I'm stopping anyway.
Two stevias, right?

- Oh, yes, thanks.
- Okay.

Well,
I will be there in 20.

As long as it's not that
barista that takes forever.

- If they don't have
anything new

then what's the point in
trying to talk to John again?

- Oh, well, you know, Mr.
O'Neil says that if the police

are investigating him,
we actually might be able

to take out
a permanent restraining order.

- Well, does he think the judge

might actually grant
the order this time?

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

He just says
that it strengthens

the case or something even
if he doesn't get arrested.

So that's good.

- Hm.
Are you still going to LA?

- Mm-hmm.

Do you not want me to go?

- Well, I didn't,
but then I got lawn seats

to the Desert Barrel
Music Festival, so

just be back by
Monday night.

- You wanna know what I think?

I think you should tell
the judge all about

John's active dating profiles.

How he's, like, out there
looking for whoever

is gonna file
the next restraining order.

- Wait. What do you mean?
What do you mean?

He's online dating now?
- Oh, my God. Yeah.

Oh, he's, like, rampantly
on dating websites.

Multiple ones.
- Are you kidding?

- No.
- No.

- How do you know that?

- Ronnie joined
different dating sites

so she could just
check up on him.

Pretty much everybody on there
should hire me to do

their profiles because they're
so boring or super gross.

It's stuff like,

"Cute southern Belle
looking for her dream cowboy."

- Or, like,
"My dog thinks I'm awesome."

- "Oh, my God, I would date
the hell out of myself."

That one's kind of good though.
- No, it isn't.

- [laughing]

- I can't believe
he's online dating again.

You know what?
Let's order in from Angelina's.

- Yes! I want a large
Vesuvio with extra salami.

- I know what you want.

- And can we have,
like, the hazelnut pizza

with the extra gelato?
- Oh, Terra.

- Yes, it's so good.
- No, Mom, please.

It's really good.

- Yes?
- It's me.

- Oh, hi, come on up.
[door buzzing]

[dark music]

♪

[synth-pop music]

♪

- ♪ But your body
was a substitute ♪

♪ For you

♪

- Are you Max?
- Veronica?

- Yeah.

So you're Max
who likes to rock climb

and likes chillwave music?

Wow.
- Hm.

- And you're from
the greatest city in the world?

- New York.
Yup.

- Huh. Max who likes

to chit-chat
with his customers, huh?

- Yeah.

- Yeah, unless
said customer doesn't want

to chitchat
with him, right?

- Uh, yes.

- Take Sand Canyon Avenue.

- Uh, no, I was going to take
Irvine Center to Jeffrey's...

Sand Canyon Avenue.
Okay.

Hope this completely silent
ride was to your satisfaction.

- You have to wait here
until I get inside, okay?

And not just in the lobby.
Like, all the way inside,

into the elevator.

I'm going to be watching you

to make sure
that you're watching me.

Remember I haven't
rated you yet.

- I haven't rated you yet,
either.

- I heard that.

- Oh, my God.

Hey!

Oh, my God.
- What?

- Hey, oh, my God, hey. Hey.

You have to follow that car.
Follow that car.

- What? No, who even is that?

- It's a guy who has been
stalking my mom and me. Please!

Follow him!
No one knows where he's been!

Please.
I beg you. Please.

- Why am I doing this?
- Go, go!

- I can't--I can't--
- You're going to lose him.

Please.
- I'm going, I'm going.

I'm going. Relax, please.
- Yeah.

Just relax, okay?
- This is insane.

- Why doesn't he have
any brake lights on?

- He doesn't want anyone
to see him, obviously.

Go, go, go.
- Okay, I'm not doing that.

- Please go. Please go.
- I'm not doing that.

- You can do this,
I know you can do this!

- Ah!
[horn honking]

- We're fine.

- Huh.

- That was really badass.

Keep going.

What is he doing?

[tires screech]
No!

- Okay.
- Damn it!

- What do we--
- Damn it!

- What do we do? Do we--
- Oh, my God this is bad.

I don't know what we do.
- Do I keep following?

Do you want me to turn around?
- No, no, no, wait, wait, no.

uh, go to Campus road, okay?

And then I'll direct you
when we get there.

- Okay, where are we--
where are we going?

- We're gonna go
to my sister's.

So?
- No, no, it's not him.

The--the hood is cold.

- Okay, um...

Well, I--
I think we should check up

in the parking
structure too.

- Uh, okay, do you have
a key card or whatever?

- No, no, that's broken.

You can just roll it open
with your hands.

- You want me to just--

- I'm gonna just
check on Terra.

You go do that, okay?
Oh, hold that.

Hey, thank you.

[suspenseful music]

♪

Hey, Cash.
It's okay, it's just me.

[dog whines]

Hey!
- Hey, no, he wasn't up there.

- Did you see a Prius?
- Did I see a Prius?

Yeah, I saw, like, ten Prius.

Is that what
your sister drives?

- Yeah.
- Did you talk to her?

- No, but I heard her dog
so I know that she's home.

- Okay, great.
- Am I going crazy?

No, right?
I'm not going crazy.

I'm--I'm not.

- Look, I don't really
know you.

- I want to wait here
and keep watch.

- You want to keep watch?
- Uh-huh.

- Okay, until when?
- Until it's light out.

Obviously.

I mean, I'm not going
to sleep at all tonight.

And I don't want to wake up
Terra and, like, freak her out

if John
isn't even here.

She's way more fragile
than I am.

And I'm supposed
to protect her, you know?

So, yeah, I want to wait.

Hey, listen.

If you're not going to be
a dick about waiting with me

then I will let you
tell me your top five

favorite chillwave albums.

And you can tell me why you
love each one so much.

- Ten favorites,
and I get to play you tracks

to illustrate why--
- [fake vomits]

Fine. One track...
- It's really not that--

- From each album.
- It's not that bad.

- Sure.

[knocking]

- Yes?

- Hey.
- Hi, Honey. Hi.

What are you doing here?
It's, like, barely morning.

- Yeah, I know.
Come sit down with me.

Come on.
- Okay.

- Terra?
- Yeah?

- John was outside
my apartment last night.

- How do you know it was him?

- Because I saw his face,
Terra. It was him.

He was on the phone,
in his car, and then

he took off driving
like a lunatic.

So then we chased him until
we got onto the freeway,

and then we came here
and we waited outside all night

to see if he came.

- Wait, "we chased him."
Who's we?

- I need you
to keep your eyes open.

Last night was,
like, game time, okay?

- No, I get it, I just--
I get it--

- No. You can't just say
that you get it.

I need you to be aware.

- So he was in, like,
a black sedan, four door--

I don't actually know
the make of the car

but it was black
and it had broken brake lights.

- Ronnie, I'm not even
gonna be around anyway.

I'm picking up Ava after work,

and we're going
to Desert Barrel

until Monday, remember?

Lawn seats?
- Terra.

- Okay, okay.
I get it.

Black, four-door sedan...

with broken brake lights, right?

- Yeah. It was really creepy.

[dark music]

♪

- Sunscreen, phone charger,
power pack thing,

flushable wipes,
collapsible chair.

- I don't know where
my chair is.

- Because you left it
in my car.

- Oh, can you bring it?

- Yes. Jean shorts, jean mini,
tees, underwear, boots, hat,

poncho--expert-level
music fest packing done.

- And did you reserve a locker?

- Yes.

- And did you get
the keyless kind

so someone won't
lose their keys?

- Yes, bitch.

- Okay, I'll come
pick you up at 5:00. Okay?

- Yay! I'll be ready at 5:01.

- Okay.
- Love you, booboo.

- See ya.

- Do you think
I should call the cops?

- I--I don't know, honey.
Do you want to call the cops?

- I don't know.
Yeah, kind of.

- Well, I mean, he stole
my car and set it on fire,

and they didn't do anything.

Do you really think
that you saying that you think

you saw him in his car
behind your building...

- Mom, I did see him, okay?

And nothing happened
because I saw him

before anything
could actually happen.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- I feel like you can't cover
shifts this weekend,

but I can't
remember why.

- No, I'm going
to Desert Barrel.

- Oh, that's right.

- I don't think
they're going to do anything

until something
does actually happen.

So we just have to
protect ourselves.

- When do you leave, again,
and when are you back?

- I go from here and I pick up
my friend and then I--oh.

Damn. I forgot my bag.

- But are you back
by Sunday, or no?

- No. No.

- Well, I don't think he's
gonna come back here.

I kind of wish he would,
though.

So we could get
his psycho ass on camera.

- Honey, we don't know
what he's gonna do.

So we have to be careful.

He just has
to get lucky one time.

- Come on. Come on.

- Hey.

You remember me?
- [screaming]

- Ah! You--

- [screaming]

[dog barking]

[struggling]

Ah! Uh! Uh!

[grunting]

[slashing]

[squelch]

[dark dramatic music]

♪

[heartbeat pulsating]

[gasping breaths]

- Are you okay?
You're bleeding.

- [mumbling incoherently]

- Okay, can you take
some deep breaths for me?

Breathe in and out, okay?

- You got him?
Is he breathing?

Turn him over.
- Call 911.

- Can you just breathe?
Breathe, take deep breaths.

Okay?
In and out. All right.

[phone ringing]
- Hi, are you on the road?

- Mom! [sobbing]

- Terra?
What's the matter, honey?

- [sobbing]

- What is it?
- Mom...Mom...

I--I think--I think
I killed your husband.

- What?
- It was--I'm sorry--

- Where are you, Terra?
What happened?

- At my--at
my apartment.

- I'm coming.
Terra, I'm coming.

I'm coming.

[sirens wailing]

- I got him.
- Come on!

Two, three.
- [sobbing]

- Breathe!
- Okay, do it.

[sirens wailing]

- Miss? Can you tell me
what happened?

- Is he--is he dead?
Is he dead?

Is he--I killed him.
Is he dead? Is he dead?

I killed him. Is he dead?

[hiccupping]

- Where is my mom?
Is she here yet?

- I just checked.
- I want to talk to her.

- She's on her way.
When she gets here we'll--

- Is he dead?

Is John?

- How do you know him?

- He's, um, married to my mom.

- He's your step father?
- No, no.

- What--what does that mean?

- They were gonna get
a divorce.

- So what's your relationship
with him?

- I hate him.

He was trying to take
my mom away.

- Okay.

So while we wait for your mom,

can you--can you try
to tell me what happened?

[soft music]

♪

- Ma'am, I'm detective Layton.
- Where's my daughter?

- I've been told
she's doing fine.

She does not need surgery.
She's being treated for shock.

- Can I see her, please?

- And as soon as the doctors
give us the all clear,

I will take you to her.

But while we wait for that,
there is something

that we need
you to do for us.

If you'll come with me, please.
- Okay.

[eerie music]

♪

- Shot to the head
or stab to the head.

Then you kill the zombie.

- But you weren't thinking
John was a zombie?

- No.

And I--I've had dreams
of this moment.

But I just--I never--
I never thought that...

It would happen.

I just thought that if there
were ever a zombie apocalypse,

I'd know what to do.

- So it sounds like
you absorbed the mind-set

of the television show

more than any particular
technique necessarily.

So what would you say
that mind-set was?

- Kill or be killed.

- Brain death is different from
being in a vegetative state.

There's no evidence of cortical
brain or brain stem activity.

- What does that mean?

- That he'd be unable
to cough or swallow

or breathe on his own.

- So if I say
to unplug the machines...

He won't be able to breathe?
He'll stop breathing?

- Yes.

- Do you know why he's here?

Did somebody
tell you what he did?

This responsibility
for him, I don't want it.

You'll have
to find someone else.

- Hey! Excuse me,
is that Terra Newell's room?

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Miss Newell
is being questioned.

- I need to see my sister.
Please, let me see my--

Where's my mom?

She said that she
was in the hospital.

- But she's here.
- Where?

She should be in here with--

- We asked her to identify
John Meehan for us

while we asked
your sister some questions.

- Why? Wh--what are you
questioning her about?

You should give her
a goddamn medal.

Hi.

- Terra!

♪

- Down this way.

[dark music]

♪

- Those scans, the brain
scans--that's it, right?

They're not waiting
for anything else?

I mean, he's never coming back?

- No, he's not.
Your brother's gone.

Honestly, he was gone
when they brought him here.

- Okay.

Uh, he should go off
the machines.

Take him off.

- Can I give you a couple
minutes with him first?

To say good-bye?
- I already said it.

- Hi.
- Hey.

- Are you John's sister?
- Denise.

- Denise, yes.

- You must be Debra.
- Debra, yes.

Well, it's nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.

- Sorry, I--he told me
about you, but, you know,

he lied about so many things
so I'm just--

it's nice to see
you're real.

- Yeah, and I didn't even know
you existed

until a little while ago.

- Yes, well,

I'm the one who fell for him.

- Please don't blame yourself.
He did it to me.

Conned me, lied to me.

And I know that you've
been through hell.

You know, when I thought
about him dying,

I thought it probably wouldn't
be something natural.

An overdose
or someone coming after him

for something
he'd done to them.

God.

Not this.

Never anything like this.

And I'm s--

What's her name?
They didn't tell me her name.

- My daughter?
Terra.

Terra.

She needs to meet you.
Would you like to meet her?

- Oh, yes.
Of course.

- Okay. Let's go.

Hi, sweetheart.
- Hi.

- I brought someone
I want you to meet.

This is--this is Denise.
This is John's sister.

- [cries]

- It's okay.
- [shudders]

He was your brother.

And he had--he had kids.

And he was someone's father.

And I--I took him away
from all of you.

I killed him.

- I think it says a lot

that after everything you've
been through this is what

you're thinking about.

John had daughters
and a sister and a niece.

Because those are names
that you call people

who are
related to you by blood.

But he was as alone
as a person can be.

And that's because
that's what he wanted.

You didn't take him
away from us.

I'm just really grateful
that you're alive

so that I can tell you that.

- Okay, go ahead, sweetie.
- Ow.

- Oh, is it hurting?
- No, it's okay. It's fine.

- Okay, do you want me
to take Cash?

- I got this.
It's okay.

- You need help with your belt?
- No, I'm okay.

- Okay.

- [sighs]

- Terra?
- Yeah?

- I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry...
- Mom.

- That I did this to you.

I brought him into our lives.

You know, I put you in danger.

- Mom, we don't have to--
we really don't

have to talk about
it right now.

- Oh, I know.
You're so tired, sweetie.

Let's get this girl home, Cash.

♪

- Uh, hi,
Ms. Newell.

This is Chris Goffard
from the "LA Times."

I know the "Daily Pilot" broke
the story about your daughter

and John Meehan,
and I'd like to talk to you

about your experience.

I just have
a lot of questions.

Please give me a call and I'll
lay out what I have in mind.

Thanks.

- Crime scene's already been
through this pretty thoroughly.

They took everything
they thought was relevant,

but I still thought it would
be good to bring you here.

Fresh eyes.

Maybe you'll pick up
on something they didn't see.

- Oh, my God.

I had no idea
that this even existed,

that he was living like this.

- I--what would
I be looking for?

- Um, maybe just an everyday
object that might

have some meaning,
might have some use for him,

um, that you recognize
for whatever reason

as significant.

Or maybe nothing.
It's fine either way.

Plus everything in here belongs
to you as his next of kin.

- Lucky me.

Oh.

- What's that?

- Just...

Doesn't he look happy?

- He looks really happy to me.

[piano music]

♪

[fire rumbling]

- So I wanted to let
you know formally

that the Meehan investigation
has concluded,

and that my office has decided
not to bring charges.

- [sniffles]
- Well, that's great news.

Thank you.
- No, thank you.

If there's anything
I can do for either of you,

please let me know.

- Are there pictures
in that file?

Like...

Like autopsy photos
or whatever?

- There are.

- I need to see them.

When they were taking him,

no one would even tell me
he was dead.

I know he's dead now.

I just don't know what that is.
What I did.

- Terra, honey.

Those are the kind
of things--once you look at it

you can't ever unsee it.
- Your mother's right.

They're really brutal.
It's a lot to handle.

- Okay, well, I don't know
if I can handle it or not.

I just know
that I need to see them.

- Are you okay, honey?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

[soft music]

♪

- They were on the second floor
when I came out of chambers.

- Yeah, I saw them with Murphy.

- Oh, is he charging her,
the daughter?

- Nope. Self defense.

- Good,
I start trial next week.

Not charging her
frees up Murphy to help me.

- Which one are you on now?

Married man having an affair,
girlfriend tells him

he has to choose,
so he kills the wife.

- Like you do.

- Of course, he met
the girlfriend on the internet

and apparently, that's where
the mom met this John Meehan.

Married him a month later.

- That is so not slow.

- Talk about a rotten apple.

Have you ever heard of a
criminal defendant

with ongoing restraining orders

from multiple unrelated women,

multiple judges
signing off independently.

- That the mom knew about?
- She had to know something.

A history like his?
There's always a red flag.

I'm always amazed how guys
like that get away with it.

- I'm amazed she let him get
away with it.

I just hope she knows
how lucky she is.

99 times out of 100 in this
scenario, the guy's on the run,

and the daughter's dead
on the side of the freeway.

♪

[indistinct chatter]

- Hey!
- There they are.

- Hello.
- Say "hi," kiddo.

- There are my monkeys.

- I just think it's funny.
- Oh, it's not.

- All that time,
all that effort,

and all the hospital resources
to help keep him alive

so they
could harvest his organs?

- Oh, Veronica.
- And they get in there,

finally, and his organs
are totally destroyed

from all of those drugs.

[laughing]

Oh, whatever.
It's really funny.

Even his organs sucked.

- I don't know how
a person is supposed to eat.

- Very Veronica.

- How's Terra?
How is she really?

- Well...

she says that she's fine.

- I don't know how she can be

after going through
something like that.

- I know.

But you know,
Mom, she is so strong.

I had no idea
how strong she is.

I wish I didn't know.

I don't know.

I don't know how--
how this happened.

I don't know how I did
this to her and to the family.

I don't know how
I didn't see it.

- You didn't do
anything to anybody.

- Well...
- No, honey. Debbie,

you were in love.

You have to forgive yourself,
Debbie. You do.

Terra has.
I know she has.

We all forgive you.
We all love you so much.

You're already forgiven.

You hear me?
- Mm-hmm.

- You're forgiven.
- Thanks, Mom.

[indistinct chatter]

[electronic music]

♪

[line trilling]

- You've reached Chris Goffard
at the "LA Times."

Please leave a message,
and I'll get back to you.

[beep]

- Hi, Mr. Goffard--uh, Chris.

This is--this is Debra Newell.
I got--I got your message.

Thank you so much for
your interest in our story,

and I think I'd like
to get the story out there

for people to know
what he did--

what John did.

And I know it's not gonna be
an easy story to tell,

probably won't make me
look very good but--but I--

I'd like for it to help
some people and maybe

help some women to know what
to look for and to know how to

avoid this happening to them

and--and if that's possible

then it'll be
worth it to me.

So I hope you'll call me back,

and, uh, I look forward
to talking to you.

Debra Newell.
Thank you.

♪

[eerie music]

♪