All language subtitles for True.Detective.S03E07

I know what he did.

Who? -The man on TV
acting like my father!

Something you wanna
tell us, Mr. Purcell?

Did you give her
to somebody, Tom?

What? - Was she trying
to get away from you?

After everything you know,

you think I could do something
like that?

You ain't the only ones
looking for Julie.

There are people trying
to make sure

that none of your questions
can ever be answered.

Harris James.
He was one of the officers

who processed the Woodard scene.

He disappeared
during the 1990 investigation.

Chief security officer.

-You took the job May '81?
-That's right.

We're backtracking
the Purcell case.

Got it down you were the one
who spotted the bag.

What about your book?

You got some idea
where she's at.

You just makin' your money
and milkin' they pain.

-Where's my daughter?
-I don't know!

That's all I was gonna give
the cops. A name.

Julie?

I got a letter this mornin'

How do you reckon it read?

Said, "Hurry, hurry,
the man you love is dead"

I got a letter this mornin'

How do you reckon it read?

It was sayin' "Hurry, hurry

The man you love is dead"

Well,
I grabbed up my suitcase

And I took off
down the road

When I got there he was
layin' on the coolin' board

Grabbed up my suitcase

And I took off
down the road

when I got there
he was layin'

Layin' on the coolin' board

True-De
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Here we are.

First day of school
all over again.

I don't want you to go.

I don't wanna go.

But I'm doin' it anyway.

What I'm gonna do
without you?

You're a tough guy.
You'll be fine.

You don't know that.

Dad, come on.
Let's get me moved in.

You'll feel better once
you're liftin' something heavy.

- Boy, you got my number.

Since I was two.

Why didn't you call?

I left you messages.

Wayne, there was a man
at my reading, and he.

- Where are the kids?
- In their rooms.

Henry's on Nintendo.

But there was this man
at my reading.

He was a black man
with one eye.

You saw a man with one eye?

He was aggressive and
and rude, and...

and he was asking if I knew
where Julie was now.

Wayne, I think he was
the guy from back in '80.

The one y'all were looking for.
The one who bought the dolls.

You didn't get a name?
Any other way to find him?

No...

but he's out there,
and he's looking for her.

I think he's the reason
that she ran away.

Tom Purcell killed himself.

What?

How?

Blew his brains out.

After Roland and I
went at him.

Why'd you do that?

Did you ever think
it was possible

Tom didn't commit suicide?

That was the M.E.'s call.

Man had plenty of reasons
for doing somethin' like that.

The ME's report noted a swollen
contusion at the base of his skull,

as if he'd been struck there.

His skull was blown apart.

The whole thing
was one big contusion.

We had an independent M.E.
evaluate the report.

She said the gunshot
wouldn't account

for a particular bruise
and blood clot.

You're suggestin' that
somebody brought him up there,

unconscious...
then did him in that way?

In any case, it effectively
ended the second investigation.

It's like 1980,
isn't it?

A sudden act of violence,

a dead man,

and the case is closed.

Guess I never
thought of it that way.

It's like 1980 again. They gonna
hang it on a dead suspect.

Suspect?

That was us, man.

We did that.

Drove him to it.

We didn't make
that phone call.

We did our job.

If we hadn't,
someone else would've.

And you said it.

They woulda
eaten him alive.

We need to keep goin'.

The missin' prints,
the man with one eye.

- What Dan was sayin'.
- Take a fuckin' minute.

A good man's dead
'cause we pushed him.

Knowin' we didn't
like him for it,

seein' how he was takin' it.

You sure that's
what happened?

You figure Tom for a typist,

write a little three-line
note like that?

You ain't worked
a case in 10 years.

Fuck's sake, Purple.

What do you think
this is about?

Why do you think
I pulled you in here?

To find a girl
and solve what happened.

You don't think there's
better detectives around?

Hey,

we find the girl, great.

We clear it, great.

But how often's that happen,

10-year-old case?

This was me helpin' you
get your career back.

Ya understand?
It was a favor I did.

'Cause I'm such
a hard-luck case.

Keep talkin'.

Keep talkin'.

Gonna put you back
on public information...

or highway cleanup
for the next 10 years.

How'd that be? Huh?

Roland...
we need to keep goin'.

If it wasn't Tom,
don't let 'em--

What do we got?

You wanna go back lookin' for any
one-eyed black man in Arkansas?

For what?
'Cause your wife saw one?

It's somethin'.

- And we got other evidence--
- Stop.

Let go. This is our job.

It ain't here
to make you right.

It's not the place
you work out your shit.

You been drinkin'
this mornin'?

Fuck you, Wayne.

Tom.
What's doin'?

I'm gettin' the fuck
outta this place.

Lucy's gone, and Julie's...

Yeah, Julie's

Ya know, I thought if

if there was a chance,
but...

y'all say she's dead.

So I'm gettin' lost.

What do you
aim to do?

Whatever it takes
to stop feelin'.

I mean, there's no point.

Ain't nobody left
to feel anything for.

I don't think those children'd
want you hurtin' yourself, Tom.

No. No, they don't want
anything at all now.

How could I get hurt worse?

Ain't nothing could happen to me
that wouldn't be a relief.

Where ya goin'?

Nowhere.

I'm gonna need you
to move your car.

I don't feel quite right
about that.

Well, I ain't your orphan,
Detective.

Let me go out.

I'm gonna give you
my personal number here too.

You get into trouble
out there...

you get jammed up...

you use it.

Hey.

You don't need my help.

But the day may come...

and if it does, you got it.

Woman: I make these
for Decoration Day.

This one's for Tom.

I don't understand
why he would do that now.

He got through so much.

So, what'd you want
to talk to me about?

Really?

Well, you being
her best friend...

did you ever know Lucy
to have an acquaintance,

a black man
with one eye?

No.

I mean...

there were other men,

but I never knew her to...

well, you know, not
a black man.

What are you drivin' at?

It seems, it looks like,

this man with one eye
gave Julie a doll

at Halloween in 1980.

And there's some thought that he
might've been the one to take her.

I don't know anythin'
about that.

You say Halloween?

Hold on.

All right.

See now,
these were developed

after what happened.

Look, I took their picture
when they came by.

Do you know who
these people are?

The two ghosts?

No, I don't think so,
nuh-uh.

The farmer back then...
he said he saw

a mixed-race couple
a few times

near his house, on the
other side of Devil's Den.

Could I borrow
this picture?

No, I'd rather that you didn't.
That's mine.

Just to make a copy. I could
bring it right back to you.

I would rather that
that you didn't.

Hey.

If I let you
borrow this picture,

you'll come back?

Tomorrow?

Yes, I will.
Tomorrow.

Do you ever think
about moving to town?

Why would I?

Somebody's got to stay.

Somebody's got to remember.

Elisa:
There was talk initially

that your wife was writing
a sequel to her first book.

She eventually decided
not to do that.

She had other stories
to write.

Were you sharing information with her
during the second investigation?

- Just the way a husband and wife talk...

tell each other what's...

- Hey, Henry.
- How you doin', Mr. West?

...what's goin' on
in their lives.

Did any of her research
suggest a larger conspiracy?

Like a cover-up?

I don't think so.

Do you have evidence
of somethin' like that?

- Roland: What do you got?
- Trooper: Car's in the lot.

A '78 Mercury Capri.

Missouri,
Echo-Echo-Oscar 6-7-9.

- You talk to the clerk?
- Mm-mm.

Paid up through the week.

Anybody come around
askin' about this guy?

Just you two.

Wayne:
Stay here.

Dan?

You hear anything?
See somethin'?

Clerk:
No. Nothin'.

You work last night?

Who else
mans the desk?

I worked the last two nights.
Wife covers.

Can talk to her
if you want.

I think she
would've mentioned it.

Wayne: Shows up... says
Lucy was murdered.

Seemed to clear Tom.

Actin' real paranoid.

"There's people out there don't
want you to know what I know."

So he's right
to be paranoid.

Unless he just took off.

I can't see him leavin' the car,
stagin' that scene.

We fuckin' lost him.
We're burned.

After being confronted with new
evidence alleging his guilt,

and his children's
disappearance and death,

Tom Purcell committed suicide

at the scene of
the original crime.

He left a note which could be
interpreted as a confession.

- Kindt: We are at this time

willing to overturn
the absentia conviction

of Brett Woodard.

- Reporter: Sir

I saw that live.

You weren't satisfied

with the AG's
conclusions, were you?

No.

But I've never been satisfied
with any part of the case.

- Good morning.

You trying
to impress me?

- I'm only doin' my half.

I ain't bein' funny.

You gotta do your own.

Yeah, no complaints.

I'm just happy you're not
looking for a mother.

Workin' on somethin'?

Eh, just playing around.

'Bout the case?

What kind of thing
you writin'?

An article... maybe.

I'm not sure.

For the paper?

Maybe a magazine.

I don't know.

You ever read
"In Cold Blood"?

Is that Batman
or the Silver Surfer?

I have my seniors read it.

I'm thinking about
writing about the crime,

but more about
the community.

Writing's a pain.

You scratched out
half of what you wrote.

Why you bother?

I feel I have a voice.

You think I went
to college for four years

to be like my mother?

You should write about it.

Really?

Well, you're
a hunk of surprises.

It's not like the 6:00
news is gonna do it.

Somebody oughta point out what
they're sayin' doesn't fuckin' hold.

You think it's
a conflict of interest?

Us doing this, and me
writing about that?

People oughta know they closed it
'cause they wanted it closed--

it's not solved.

Wouldn't that hurt you?
Your job?

I don't want you
getting in trouble.

Fuck 'em. They don't
wanna do it right,

it's not a job worth havin'.

Could tell you
all kinda shit.

Thought you were just
gonna do your half.

Me and my goddamn work ethic.

Elisa: Did you know that
even after Tom died,

there was a man going around
looking for Julie,

asking about her?

A black man?

- No.
- This man was missing an eye.

One witness said he identified
himself as "Watts."

Watts.

Our thought was
this man was a procurer.

Possibly the person
Julie ran away from.

Procurer?

For what?

Roland:
They came to me, you know.

I said fuck off.

I told your daddy
he shouldn't be doin' this.

Could be dangerous.

Dangerous how?

Look, I ain't tryin'
to rat on the man or nothin'.

You know what
he does at night?

I know last week he ended up on
Shoepick Lane, 3:00 in the mornin'

couldn't say what
he was doin' there.

He sits in
your mama's old office

goin' through her book,
her old files.

Yeah, I got that impression.

Well, he's doin' it
with a loaded gun on his desk.

Keeps it near at hand.

Elisa:
Dolls are used as signifiers

in the human trafficking
underground.

Like this blue spiral--
it's code for pedophiles.

In 2012, two former Louisiana state
police stopped a serial killer

associated with some kind
of pedophile ring.

Despite evidence of accomplices,
the case never went wider.

Think I read about that.

So what are you sayin'?

Hmm?

I think at this point...
I deserve an explanation, Miss.

What do you say happened?

Henry: Never a moment
of doubt in that man,

right?

Watchin' him like this, I...

I can't-- I don't know
what I'm supposed to do.

He needs somebody
stayin' with him,

watchin' out for him.

Elisa: I think what happened
to the Purcell children

was connected
to a similar group.

I think one or both of
their parents sold them off--

probably with
the cousin's help.

That's why
they're all gone.

Vanished, killed,
kept silent.

Hmm.

These groups,
they take runaways.

Kids in orphanages.
Outright kidnapping.

And wider investigations
are consistently curtailed.

In both the Louisiana
and Nebraska cases,

high-level politicians and
businessmen were implicated.

People with the power
to make these things go away.

You were transferred off Major
Crimes after the '80 investigation.

In 1990,
you left the force.

You saw nothing that suggested
obfuscation from higher quarters?

No evidence ignored?

No forced conclusions?

Bein' police...
there's no certainty.

Lot of the time,
there's no clarity at all.

You just do your best, and...

learn to live with ambiguity.

I have to say
I'm disappointed.

I most wanted to talk to you
because your record indicated

you never went along
with the official version.

I've been hoping you'd
provide a missing piece.

Young lady...

my whole brain's
a buncha missin' pieces.

I'm sorry...

this is what you've been
leadin' to the whole time.

I don't got answers
for you, Miss.

I wish I did, but I don't.

Mr. Hays, please--

can we consider this,
what I've said?

No, ma'am.

You'll excuse me.

I'm tired of walkin'
through the graveyard.

The story's over for me.

Hey.

"Watts," she said.

The one-eyed man.

You heard that?

Write it down
'fore I forget. Watts.

I'm sorry, man,

but you think your wife
would want this for you?

What's happenin' with you?

She wants me to finish it.

How's that?

Watts.

Don't forget,
'cause I will.

Detective Hays,
Nevada Bell faxed

the phone records
that you requested.

Three weeks in '88.

Thank you, Officer.

OK, kids, let's get in the car.

- Becca: What?
- Your dad was supposed to watch you.

- It's a school night.
- Come on, shoes on!

Need y'all
to take a ride with me.

Yeah, hi.

Lieutenant Roland West.

Arkansas State Police,
badge 4-5-7.

I need flight records,

private airfields,
passenger records.

Every flight into
McCarran International,

these dates, uh...

Yeah, I'll hold.

I was wondering,
when Lucy worked here,

she get a lot of visitors?
Men?

Yeah, you could say that.

Most guys came here
tried to chat her up.

Good for business.

I was curious,

you ever see a couple in here
talking to her?

Black man, white woman.

I don't think so,
not that I recall.

How about just a black man?

He'd' have been
missing an eye.

White, no pupil.

Now, that...

It just occurred to me.

I never seen her with him,

but I remember her brother
or cousin, um...

- Dan O'Brien.
- Dan, yeah.

Him I seen once
talkin' to a fella like that.

Black fella missing an eye.

Ohh.

Oh, great. 'Cause we don't
see each other enough.

- You need to look at this.
- Why?

I got the whole thing.

That phone number.

Called eight times
in one night.

Less than two days
before Lucy OD'ed.

Her room--
unpaid on her bill.

- OK.
- Belongs to this address.

Place is owned by
the Ozark Trust.

Dug through a bunch
of private records.

It's the Hoyt Corporation.

Security.

Harris James' personal line.

Huh.

This is the passenger manifest
on the FAC out of Tulsa.

First-class passenger
to Vegas.

This is it.

Harris James flew to Vegas
the day before Lucy died.

Came back the day after.

So you wanna
bring this to Blevins?

No, goddamnit.

What would they do,
'cept shove it in a file

and stuff me
in another basement?

They planted the evidence
at Woodard's, man.

Probably took the fingerprints from the
toys in the woods before he left the force.

Roland.

So what do you think
we can do with this, Wayne?

We can go and ask him what the
fuck he was doin' in Vegas.

And we ask hard, man,
like we used to.

Have to do with Hoyt,
don't you think?

Harris gettin' that job?

If it had to do with his boss,
we can get him to roll.

No. We can't.

We can bring it in.
That's all there is.

We can't do
somethin' like that.

He doesn't talk,
we'd be fucked forever.

And I get what you did here.
It's good.

But all we can do
is make our case.

I'm thinkin' about Tom.

Thinkin' about that note.

You see him wantin'
to be with Lucy again?

You see him typin' it?

We gotta do this for Tom.

And what if
James won't talk?

We get enough on him,
he'll break.

Get him out to that barn...

he'll break.

If we

If you feel like
you let Tom down,

this is how you
make it right, Roland.

Don't let it slide.

Don't let them
put this on him.

This is how
we do right by Tom.

You can stop sayin' that now.

I'm not simple.

1955 to 1985.

I was kitchen maid,
then housekeeper.

Long time with the Hoyts.

Why y'all still police
at your age?

Just didn't want
to retire.

Couldn't imagine what
I'd do with myself.

And we ain't good
for much else.

Regina: Hmm.

So, how can I help you?

What was it,
about the Hoyts?

Roland: We're lookin'
at some old stuff.

You ever know a man
named Harris James,

worked for the Hoyts?

Seen him
more than known him.

He came on
in my last years there.

He ran security
for Mr. Hoyt.

Lotta tragedy
in that family.

Wondered what you could
tell us about 'em.

That family had no luck.

'Cept in business.

I helped raise
Miss Isabel.

Isabel, the daughter.

She had her own family,
right?

Like I said,
no luck.

Her husband and little girl
passed on.

Bad wreck, '77.

She was...

troubled.

Never left the estate.

Then one night,

she took a car out,

put it through a guardrail.

Caused a big accident.

After that, Mr. June
watched over her.

He'd drive her--
whatever she needed.

Mr. June?
Who was that?

He was pretty close with Mr. Hoyt.
Black gentleman.

Stayed in the main house.

Basement level.

Whole part of the house
for Miss Isabel,

with Mr. June the only one
could go down here.

You know his first name,
Mr. June?

I'm not sure was "June,"
his last name.

We just called him Mr. June.

There wasn't much talk

'tween him and us others.

- Roland: You know if he's still around?
- Mm-mm.

How 'bout a description?
Anything you noticed about him?

Just his eye.

His left eye was white.
Dead, you know.

How about a man named Watts?

Can I go swimming
down by the river with Lisa?

Becca.

You're all packed?

No, man. Shh.

Hey, just look at me.

I'm drivin' her to school.

Later, yeah. Sure.

Why'd you leave?

'Round '81,

they started restricting
where we could go.

Had to stay in the kitchen
or foyer, in the main house.

Miss Isabel,

I don't know
what was happenin',

but I think
she was gettin' worse.

Roland:
Where you at?

Are you all right?

I shouldn'ta said that.

About Tom. I'm sorry.

What about Tom?

Gettin' you
to go after Harris,

tryin' to make you do
what I wanted.

I shouldn'ta done that.

I just

What happened, I

I didn't realize
how different we were.

Hope we can move past it.

We're past it, bro.

Come on.

That's him.

Lieutenant West.

You doin' traffic stops now?

Step out of the car, sir.

Harris:
Everything all right?

You got a dark look,
Lieutenant.

I need you to step out
of the car, sir.

Yes-- Yes, sir, Lieutenant.

Uh-- What seems
to be the problem? I--

Refusin' to comply?

You're refusin'
to comply.

Wait, just-- just what
are we doin' here?

You... need to talk
or somethin',

we can always do that
at the office.

Yours or mine.

You seem real upset, sir.

Oh. You reachin' for this?

No, sir, I was not.

Step out of the car!

I'd like to know
what's goin' on.

- You both seem real angry.
- Get out, motherfucker!

Roland:
Come on! Son of a bitch!

Get out,
motherfucker!

What, then?

Get on with it.

You don't want
to be givin' orders.

Lucy called
the Hoyt Corporation--

eight times,
the day before she OD'ed.

We got you
comin' into Vegas

for two days
when she died.

You put that fuckin' backpack and dress
in Woodard's way back, didn't ya?

And you were goin' around
re-interviewin' witnesses,

see if anybody
saw anything?

You gave Lucy
a hot-shot.

Well, that's some
wild storytellin'.

I do not know
what you're talkin' about.

Ohh! Oh, God!

What happened to the kids
in '80?

You tell me.
You're the detectives.

Goddamnit!

Stop hittin' me!

Fuck!

Lucy wanted what--
money?

What'd she say, you flew
out there and killed her?

Dan O'Brien said somethin'
about, uh...

people who don't
renegotiate.

You's who he was
worried about, huh?

- You found him.
- Let me tell you both somethin'.

Them two, the mother
and her cousin...

they ain't people
you should worry on.

I mean, what's this for?

Y'all can't give a shit
about that trash.

My friend's dead.

The kids.

I got kids.

I wouldn't ever--
I would--

I would never hurt a child.
Oh, God.

Somethin's wrong inside.
You... busted me up, man.

Wayne:
Tell us what happened.

The whole story.

The kids were meetin' somebody
in the woods, regular.

That's who took 'em.

Maybe the mother's involved,
maybe O'Brien.

But you planted
the evidence in '80.

And you took the
fingerprints outta evidence.

All for Hoyt, we figure.

He got somethin' for kids?

Roland: Maybe there
was a group of 'em.

Friends of his.

People into kids.

You two are really
up shit creek, huh?

Oh, God.

I'm hurt.

I can only tell you
what I know.

But...

I gotta know
I'm walkin' outta here.

You'll be alive, any rate.

Take these

I can't feel
my fuckin' hands, man.

I can't breathe.
I can't breathe.

You kicked my ribs
to pieces, man.

I feel it stabbin' my lung.

Oh, God. Jesus.

How hard you kick him?

- Listen--
- Fuck you.

Fuck you for this.

He didn't give us
a choice.

And I was right.

You seen it. He knew.

Nah, you were
talkin' shit about Tom.

Gettin' me to go along with this.
Gettin' your way.

Hold up.
You're a grown-ass man.

I didn't force you
to do anything.

I just killed a man,
you dumb asshole!

Now it's all gone! Done!
Whatever he knew, gone!

- You fucked my life!
- We did it, Roland!

You manipulative,
egotistical,

uppity fuckin

What?

Huh?

What you gonna say?

Guess what word's runnin'
through my mind right now.

Say it, then.

Say it, motherfucker.

No.

I just want you to know
I'm thinkin' it.

Roland:
Harris was Highway Patrol,

Zone 4, back in '77.

That puts him in the area
where the maid said

that Hoyt's daughter
had her accident.

That coulda been the start--

him helpin' them,
workin' for 'em.

The black man.
"Mr. June."

Amelia said O'Brien
met with him,

that bar Lucy worked.

They had some kind
of arrangement.

You know, I always figured
you woulda kept after this

in some way.

No. I told you,

let it go.

Amelia and me made a deal.

Yeah.

She was a good
investigator, huh?

She told me somethin'
the other day.

She was talkin' to me.

She said, uh...

she said that
I hadn't known myself,

and that--

that it made me
harden my heart.

Amelia told you this?

She was sittin'
right there.

Wayne: She always knew how to
cut into me, she wanted to.

Son of a bitch is back.

Humor a crazy old man,
Detective West.

Hey.

You lookin' for me?

- Come out there.

Hey

- You get it?
- Yeah.

Could just be somebody's
ex-boyfriend watchin' the house.

Wayne?

Wayne.

What are you doing?

What is this?

Where have you been?

I can't talk about this.

In the morning...
we have to talk.

Will you talk to me
in the morning?

Amelia: We haven't been honest.

What's going on,
what we're doing.

No. I know.

Maybe we could
turn it around.

If I tell you

Things you're better off
not knowin'.

Not about you,
there's not.

With you, I need
to know everything.

I'd be a son of a bitch
if I did that to you.

I'm sorry, could be Roland
or somethin'.

Could be big.

Please. Hold on.

- Hello?
- Man: Detective Hays?

- Wayne Hays?
- Yes.

Do you know who this is?

No.

Edward Hoyt.

I think we may have
some things to discuss.

How's that?

Harris James.

I'd like to discuss
the events of last night...

as I understand them.

I could come inside,
if you like.

I'd be pleased
to meet your family.

Your wife, the writer?

Little Henry and Rebecca.

It's lucky, havin' a family.

No.

Then maybe you'd like
to come out and talk to me.

My preference, you understand,
is to keep this between us.

For the moment.

How 'bout
a little later?

You may not realize this,

but I've been pretty damn
patient with you already.

Perhaps I should take my information
to the prosecutor's office.

Or like I say...

happy to talk inside.

No.

I'll be out in five.

What?

Just, uh

I'm sorry.
It's one last time.

- Trust me, all right?

One more time.
That's it.

Then we talk,
then I tell you everything.

Right now, uh,

listen.

You gotta just trust me.

One last time.

- This is it.

AMELIA REARDON: Time
is the school in which we learn.

Time is the fire
in which we burn.

d (INTENSE MUSIC PLAYS) d

WAYNE HAYS: The case.
It's only ever the case.

That's over now.

ROLAND WEST: All this time...

What the hell were you doing?

HAYS: My God...

Just tell me what happened.