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Your honor, clearly
the victim has suffered
extensive injuries

-caused by the defendant.
-Objection!

There hasn't been
any testimony linking my client

- to those photographs.
- Your honor,

please flip
to photo number seven.

What does that look like to you?

Well, counselor,
without any context,

I can't speculate
to what this is.

Well, this is what happens
when a middle aged man

who still wears his High School
State Championship
football ring

-beats his wife.
-Objection.

Facts not in evidence.

That is sustained.
Counselor, move on.

You were
on the 89th State Champion
football team, weren't you?

Sir, you do not have
to answer that question.
He is not on the stand.

He is not your witness.
Counselor, you know better.

And I've already told you once,
move on.

My apologies to the court.

Now, furthermore,
is the alleged victim
prepared to take the stand

and actually lay the foundation
for these photos?

No, you told me
I didn't have to.

I need an answer, counselor.

Counselor?

-Are you with us?
-No. I-- I mean, yes.

I mean--

I mean, I would like
to call another witness.

Okay, you may proceed.

I call Sheriff Williams
to the stand.

- Thank you.
- -Your honor, this is the sheriff's report.

Sheriff Williams, will you
please read your comments

from line seven that recall
what the defendant told you
upon questioning?

-Objection.
-He hasn't
even said anything yet.

I'd like to renew my motion
to exclude any statements
by my client.

This vest cam footage shows

the sheriff did not read
my client his Miranda rights.

Therefore, anything he said
must be excluded.

Okay. I've seen enough.

Counsel,
I've considered your motion

to exclude
your client statements.

And based upon what has been
shown here today,

there is just
not enough evidence

to establish probable cause
to take this to a formal trial.

Therefore, all charges
against the defendant

are hereby dropped.

Defendant, you are free to go.

Sheriff, you're released.

Your honor,
I implore you to reconsider!

May I remind you
that this is my courtroom?

Yes, I'm in your courtroom!

So, do the right thing!

Counselor, approach. Now!

Now, listen here.
This isn't law school anymore,

and I will not be challenged
in my courtroom,

especially by someone
who can't even
lay the foundation

for their own evidence.
Let me explain something to you.

The difference
between our justice system

and the rest of this world
is that we actually have rules.

And in my courtroom,
we follow those rules.

-Do you understand me?
-Yes, your honor,

but there must be justice
for this man's actions.

Then bring me some evidence
that we can actually use
to convict him.

And you can start
with the sheriff over there.

Get him to properly do his job

so that we can actually use
the evidence that he collects.

So, you're telling me
you're dismissing my case

because he is an idiot?

No, I'm dismissing your case
because that is the law.

Now, listen,
I don't like that guy
any more than you do.

But this stunt
that you pulled here today,

that is not
how we get things done.

Do you understand me,
young lady?

Careful.
I'm armed and dangerous.

Yeah, but you're not that smart.

-Oh, come on, not the ears.
-Mm, whatever you say.

That's it.
I do not object, counselor.

Would you please
stop talking...

I'll take-- I'll take
the stand-- I'll take the stand!

I'll take the stand!

Stop staring. It's pathetic.

I get it. I'm just
a piece of meat to you.

Whatever.

You know I like
our little internal meetings.

Just let this be a reminder
not to forget

about those Miranda rights
next time.

Oh. And I actually believe
for a second

that you enjoyed this.

What a fool I am.

- Come on.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I know what this is.

Look, I'm cool
with the arrangement.

Are you?

Yeah. Yeah, whatever.

Just be sure to do
your job properly next time.

Yes, boss.

Thanks again for getting
these reports together
so quickly.

Oh! Gotcha. Anything I can do
to help put those scumbags
behind bars.

Oh, shit!

Ron, what the fuck
are you doing here?

Well, I think
it's pretty obvious.

Uh, don't you, Gina?

I, uh, I think it's time to go.

-Yeah, go.
-Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

Stay. Stay, stay, stay.

Gina, is it?

Yeah, get the fuck
out of my house!

-I need a ride.
-Oh, don't look at me.

Talk to Miss Party Pooper
over there.

-She wants you gone,
she can ge--
-Ron!

Fine. I'll get you
an Uber, doll.

I need to turn off

this video recording
on my phone anyway.

- What?
- Yeah.
This night vision recording app

is awesome.

All right, there.
15 minutes out front.

Who takes care of you, huh?

You make me sick, Dad.

Is that how it's gonna be?

Are you kidding me?

But you were not
even supposed to be here yet.

That is not
what we talked about.

You gonna dry your hands?
I mean, there's a towel
right there.

You know what? No.

If I wanna walk around
with wet hands, I will.

You are in my house, so you
are gonna abide by my rules.

Well, if wet hands
is one of the rules,

I am gonna fit right in

because my hands were pretty wet

before you walked in.

At least one was,
anyway. Ah!

You are so nasty.

- Who was
that chick anyway?
- Who? Gina?

Just a little kitten
that followed me home.

Mm, of course.
You're never gonna change.

I am such an idiot
for thinking this could work.

Hey, don't tell me
what to do with my life.

You told me
to make myself at home
when I moved in here.

Yeah, I didn't expect you
to be banging randoms
on your first day.

Oh, well, you would say that,
wouldn't you,
little miss "by the book"?

-What is that supposed to mean?
-It's supposed to mean

that you are too self-righteous
for your own good.

Hey, you know, I need kicks too.

The only reason I'm here
is because I can't live
on my own anymore

with this damn health thing.

Cancer isn't an excuse
to be a whore, Dad.

It takes one to know one.

Yeah, yeah. I still got
plenty of friends in this town
that like to talk.

I know all about you
and your little sexcapades

with your married sheriff.

Sounds pretty
hypocritical to me.

Oh, so you're
slut shaming me now?

Nice.

You're gonna ruin
everything good
I got going on now.

-I know it.
-Oh, fine, then. Fine!

I'm the bad guy
'cause I'm trying

to make the most
out of a terrible life.

Great. Wonderful.

Oh, I bet you're gonna give me
a curfew now too, huh?

"Make yourself at home, Ron."

Shit.

Why do I always feel
like the villain? Fuck!

This one's on me.

Well, I thought
they'd all be on you.

What? No best friends discount?

Um, I own a business here.

Do you know how hard it is
to run a bar?

I know. Sorry.

Don't be sorry, just, like,

you know, leave me
a good tip or whatever.

I got you.

So, what's up?

Girls' night is on Thursday.

Oh, gosh,
it's been a hell of a day.

Let me guess.

Court decision
didn't go your way?

Well, yeah, there's that too.

Ooh, there's more?

This should be interesting.

Just a second.

Where were we?

Uh, you're not gonna believe me.

Spill it.

Dad called me last week.

Shut up.

-Why didn't you tell me?
-I don't know.

-I-- I, I don't know.
-Okay, so what did he say?

-It's not good.
-Yo! Service!

Yo! One sec, I said.
Jesus, dude.

-Do you wanna help him?
-No. Fuck that finance--
or whatever.

Wait, so what happened with Ron?

Shit.

Oh.

He told me he has cancer.

Leukemia.

Oh, shit.

Then I, uh...

And then you what?

I told him
he could move in with me

and I would take care of him.

So, he showed up today,
a week early.

Bitch, service!

Fuck off!

Darby, why would you
agree to that?

W-- well, he is my dad
after all, I--

-Yeah, your dad's a fucking ass.
-No, I know.

I know!

He was absent all my life.

He didn't say
a damn good thing to me.

But, Neels, honestly,
I've always had this deep desire

to just, uh, have a family.

Good luck with that.

Well, thanks for the support.

I'm sorry.

Fuck, this changes everything.

You know, uh,
it's getting late. I should...

-...probably go.
-Yeah. Well,
you better make sure

Ronald doesn't burn
your place down.

Wouldn't be past him.

Uh, by the way...
do you know
of a chick named Gina?

She's, like,
blond, super skanky.

Kind of works extra hard
for attention type.

You are literally describing
90% of my clientele.

But-- I mean, I'm, I'm sure
I'd recognize her
if I saw her. Why?

You know, never mind.
I'll tell you about it Thursday.

Girls night.

Wouldn't miss it.

Fuck.

Mm.

Oh, fuck me--

Ron is back here.
Ain't dead yet.

Ain't nobody gonna
fucking take Ron out.

...oh! Damn!

Wonder if Gina's still--

if she's
still around somewhere--

I bet. Well--

Oh! Not tonight!

Now...

...if I--

That is not my car.

That is not--

What the fuck is that?

"Be the I in kind."

All right,
here's the I in my piss.

Oh, here we go.

Oh, yes. Spread that kindness.

You don't buy beer,
you just rent it.

Ooh!

All right.

Who's there?

Come on out!

All right. Fuck you!

Oh.

Ow! Fuck me!

God! Hey!
Yeah, sorry, I made--

I made a mess, honey.

What are you guys doing there?

- Huh? What the hell?
What is going on?

Whoa!

Good morning, dear.

What the fuck is this?

Well,
it's sausage, of course!

And watch that potty mouth.

It's a breakfast burritos,
actually.

How do you know how to make
breakfast burritos?

You haven't been awake
before 11:00 since grade school.

Oh, stop it!

Would you like
cheese on yours, mm?

Oh, okay.

I like cheese, that's--

-Cheese is fine.
-Cheese it is, then.

Cheese it is, then.

So... what is this
really about, anyway?

Mm, so, we're gonna get
right into it then, huh?

Okay. Have a seat.

Look, Darbs,

I feel really bad
about our fight last night.

That is no way for a father
to treat a daughter.

Oh, okay.

I came to you for help

and you were there for me.

So now, I wanna
be there for you.

From now on, I'm gonna be
the father you deserve.

I have to get ready for work,

so I think
I'm gonna eat this upstairs,

if that's okay with you.

Well, of course, it is!

Whatever you want, dear.

Okay, um--

And thank you for... the cheese.

O-- okay, I'm gonna go now.

Mm.

That son of a bitch.

Whoa, whoa, wh--
what are you up to--

Oh, hi, Darby.

Sorry to ram you like that.

It's fine, Dr. Stevens.

But I really
should be on my way.

You're probably wondering
what I'm doing here.

No. I'm not. I should really go.

Just paying
some parking tickets.

Hey, you wanna hear a joke
about parking tickets?

-No.
-Fine.

Get it? Fine? Like, pay for it--

Anyway, while I have you here,
I wanted to say

I'm sorry
about your dad's condition.

He's fine. Uh,
I mean, it's okay.

-Thank you for your concern.
-When I was his doctor,
he just came to me

for antibacterial
topical creams.

-Or to point out the newest
venereal growth.
-Okay.

But cancer!
Boy, that's just horrible.

Thank you for your concern,
but I really need to go.

All right. Well,
have him give me a call

if he needs me
to look at anything.

Darby! Ooh, I mean, counselor.

What a-- what are you--
what are you doing here?

When you're done
playing grab ass,

I need to speak with you.

What the hell is that?
Why didn't you tell me?

Peter Franklin
was a major contributor
to your reelection campaign.

-Because it's none
of your business.
-Well, don't you think

it's a conflict
of interest here?

Look, officials like me

take campaign funding
all the time,

-it's perfectly legit.
-Mm.

-What are you implying,
counselor?
-Okay, let's get straight to it.

Did you give him
special treatment
on his domestic case

because he gave you money?

- Of course not!
- Fuck, Darby!

Just calm down.
Nothing was illegal.

Okay. So you just forgot
to read the scumbag
his rights...

even though
you are trained to know

that if you don't,
I can't use anything
he says in the courtroom?

Sheriff Williams!

It's been a while
since I was the first
to respond to a scene.

I-- I'm an idiot sometimes.
I can admit it.

That woman got
the shit kicked out of her
with no justice

all because you didn't do
your job right!

Oh, don't put this all on me
just because you don't have

what it takes
to represent the victim!

Ugh. Look, Darby, I'm sorry,
that was out of line.

You know? Stop, okay?
Just, don't even--

I am such an idiot.

Don't touch me!

Hey, hey, hey.

Oww! Oh! Oh.

Ah. Would you look at that!

Dad! Hey, I'm coming upstairs.

Just a forewarning,
in case you need that.

But, hey, I've been doing
a lot of thinking,

an-- and I'd really
like to talk.

Are you here?

Dad, i-- is that you?

I'm coming in,
so you better have pants on.

Oh, my God! Dad!

Oh, my God!

Dad! What-- what did you do?

Dad! Dad! Dad!
What happened? What is this?

Please, don't go!
I can fix this,

I can fix this! Dad!

Oh, man.

Hey.

So, you wanna know
what my buddy did
when he couldn't swap

the suits on the corpses
before the funeral?

I don't care.

He just switched the heads.

You get it? Huh? Get it?

It's like he took the head
from the guy with the black suit

and put it on the guy
with the body
with the blue suit.

Yeah, I get it. Can we get back
to work here, please?

What do you make of this?

Mm. I'm sorry. Uh,

actually, I have no idea.

I'm gonna have to do
a full workup back at the lab.

Okay.

Have your assistant
start to bag this up.

Let's go have a chat
with the witness.

No, no, actually,

I should be the one
to bag this up properly.

It's just the way to do it.

No, I need you with me.

Hi-- Hey, um, hey, uh,

so... I got one for you guys.

So, my aunt, her star sign
was cancer.

So I guess it's pretty ironic
how she died.

She was eaten by a really
big snake.

You get it?

Is there anything
you can tell us

that might help us
get to the bottom of this?

Like, was he
on any kind of drugs
or anything or--

He was on this.

That's his CCL medication.

Uh, that would explain
the excessive bleeding.

And the tumor?

Oh, no, no.
This wouldn't cause that.

Or the purple discoloration.

Is there anything else, Darby?

We had a fight last night.

Uh-huh! That explains the,

the swelling
and the bruising, huh?

Jabs.

Not that kind of fight.

I caught him having...

...relations
with a friend.

O-- okay.
Maybe she knows something.
What do you know about her?

- I know her name's Gina.
- Gina.

-Is there a second?
-No, no, just Gina.

Okay, we can look into that.

Um, you mentioned
he stormed off.

Do you know where he was going?

Probably somewhere with alcohol.

That sounds like the usual.

Did you notice anything unusual?

Now that you mention it...

...he was acting
really strange this morning.

How so?

He was nice.

He's never nice.

We'll get this figured out.

Yeah. It's your job.

Do it right this time.

Hey, Darbs, I let myself in.

Darby.

Darby, you home?

Darby!

Hey.

Hey.

Hi. It's okay.

It's okay.

It was fucked up.

-I know.
-It was so fucked up.

I know.

Hey. You're shaking.

Can I get you something to eat?

I'm not hungry yet.

I mean, it's gonna
help you feel better.

I-- I don't want food. I just--

I wanna drink.

Okay.

Okay. Here we go.

This is case 515-027.

Initial findings.

Subject appears
to have suffered from a bad--

Oh, fuck! I don't know
what to call this.

Where does this even go?

Always serving you.

Thanks.

You wanna talk about it?

Uh, no, I don't think so.

Might help.

I-- I don't even know
what to feel.

It's like...

...I feel sick, disgusted.

I feel scared.

And relieved.

Shit. My dad was miserable
his entire life,

but no one deserves
to die like that.

Do they know
what happened to him?

Gosh, they have no clue.

They think it has
something to do
with the cancer, but--

Mm, I'm sure you'll get
all the answers
you're looking for.

You know what that fucker
said to me this morning?

He said he was sorry
and that he wanted to be better.

The real Ron that I knew
was never sorry.

Ron did what and who Ron wanted.

I don't even know
who the real Ron is anymore.

-See? Really weird stuff, right?
-Yeah.

What is it? Looks like a drum.

Uh,
it's funny you mentioned that.

I found something else.
Check this out.

Jesus, man! Would you stop?
What are you doing?

Wait, wait, wait, wait!

Yeah. You hear that?

All I hear are those damn dogs.

Exactly. Check this out.

You know how I record
voice notes every time
I examine a subject, right?

No, I don't, but continue.

Well, I started
recording earlier

while I was doing
the examination.

Listen to this.

Subject appears to have suffered

from a bad-- Oh, fuck!

He suffered from a bad fuck?

Uh, no. No, no. Not--

Sorry, just-- just,
just keep listening.

-What the hell was that?
-When I poked
this thing earlier,

-that's the sound
the recorder picked up.
-I don't get it.

When you flicked it
a second ago,
there was no sound.

Oh, but there was.
You just couldn't hear it.

You see, the sound mechanisms
in the recorder

are much more sensitive
than our ears.

-Meaning?
-Well, i-- it just means

that it picks up sound
and wave patterns

that our ears simply can't.

So, what are you saying?

What I'm saying is

that this is some kind
of mutation.

And I think this organ...
is for communicating.

Mm, yeah.

We're fucked.

Big time.

We have no idea--

You were totally in love
with that kid!

He was a dork.

Come on, he was my first.

-Oh, God. That kid was batting
out of his league with you...
-Mm!

-...for sure. No.
-Thank you, I, I think.

- No, I-- I mean that
as compliment.
- No-- no. Okay.

Well, come on, slut!
Not everyone can slam

the entire
varsity football team.

Okay... first of...

...it wasn't
the entire varsity team.

Come on. I always wanted
to call you Domino.

-What does that even mean?
-You just slammed the first guy,

-and they all just came
right after.
-Oh...

- True! Mm-hmm.
- ...my God, you're stupid.

What was that guy's name?
Wait, Grant. Grant!
No. No, no, no.

-Oh, my God!
-Mm, Graham.

-Graham.
-It was Grayson.

Grayson! Sorry.

Yeah! That's it.

Mm-mm! Mm-hmm.

Mm.

He actually wasn't my first.

Wait, what? Really? Oh, who was?

Uh...

...h-- he made me, uh, promise

not to tell anyone.

No. Do I know the guy?

Yeah. You did.

Pretty well, actually.

Okay, tell me.

You know, fuck it.
You're probably
better off knowing, anyway.

Um...

...his name is, uh...

...Ronald Viglione.

What?

Wait. When?

You know that night with that,
like, crazy lightning storm

after you moved in
with your mom?

Yeah, I, I do
actually remember that.

Yeah, I went back
to your old place, and, um...

...well, I got-- I got my iPod
out of your bedroom, and...

that was--
that was the night
that my life changed.

Why would you ever
willingly sleep with my dad?

He's fucking the worst.
Gross.

Because I was young and naive,
and he knew it.

You know how they say
that some people
shouldn't be teachers?

They're talking about your dad.

Wait,
why didn't you tell me?

I don't know.
'Cause you're, like,

all I got, you know?

I didn't wanna fuck that up.

No, you wouldn't
fuck it up! Oh, my gosh!

Oh, my gosh, Neels!

I'm the worst friend!
I couldn't be there
for you or anything.

It's all my fault!
It's my fault!

-Shit. I'm so sorry!
-No, no, no, it's not you,
you're not--

you're not your dad,
you know? You're not.

You're, you're better.

- Mm-hmm.
- You're better than your dad.

Wouldn't it be nice
if we didn't have to,
like, deal with... assholes?

Yes.

You-- you must
remember, please, just--

I am here for you
whenever you need me,

all the time, no matter what,
it doesn't matter, okay?

Please, just know that.

And no more secrets,
please. No more secrets.

No more secrets.

I love you, I'm sorry.

Fuck! I really wanna drink now.

Yeah.

Next up...

- ...creature
in the natural world.

The praying mantis is
a peculiar organism here
on the planet Earth.

Its ultrasonic hearing picks up
frequencies above 20,000Hz,

just beyond the range of humans,

through a single ear
located in the center
of its abdomen.

Almost as if they didn't want us
to hear what they are saying.

Their ultrasonic biology

gives them the ability
to use sound waves

to manipulate nearby objects
to lure in unsuspecting prey.

Praying mantis
are highly predaceous

and feed on a variety
of insects and mammals

that are much larger than them.

But they will only eat prey
that is still alive.

Masters at camouflage,
they lie in wait

- with their front legs
in an upwards position.

They intently watch
and stalk their prey.

They even kill each other.

Sexual cannibalism is a must
for the mantis to survive.

The male's body serves
as a source

of much-needed nutrition
for the female.

Scientists debate
whether the male
is fully compliant

with his own sacrificial death.

Relax to eight hours

of soothing and mind paralyzing

full spectrum gray noise.

Three. Two. One.

- What is that?
- Wha--
what is what? I--

Ju-- just-- turn that--
turn it off!

-Are you okay? No, wait!
-I don't know.

-Was it a bad dream or--
-I don't know, I don't know,

-I have to leave.
-Wait, ca-- can you drive?

I'm fine, I'm fine, I--
where are my shoes?

I-- I think they're by the door.

- I'll call you or something.
- Oh, okay. Bye.

Fucking easy money.

I came to you for help
and you were there for me.

So, now I wanna
be there for you.

From now on, I'm gonna be
the father you deserve.

You're not your dad,
you know? You're not.

You're, you're better.

You're better than your dad.

Oh, shit. She doesn't know yet.

Oh, shit! It's you.

So, what is it that you want?

How do you actually know my dad?

Are we really doing this
right now?

Yes, we're really
doing this right now.

Okay, so I work part-time
in a pet store,

and your father came in
looking to buy a kitten
for his daughter.

-Oh, my God.
-It was so cute.

The way that he was so nervous

that his apartment
would not be safe for a pet.

So, he asked for my help
and I followed him home.

Shit, why am I even here?

Right?

You know, fuck it.

-Ron's dead.
-What? How?

Yeah, I don't know.
That's what we're trying
to figure out.

Some disgusting disease
or, or something--

No, wait, wait, wait, wait.
It's not contagious
or anything, right?

I don't know!
He, he had this, like,
growth on his neck,

and, and blood everywhere.
And this funky smell.

-And it was just--
-Okay. Okay, okay.

It, it wasn't me. I'm clean.

No, no, no,
I'm not saying it was you.

I just-- you were one
of the last people to see him

while he was still alive.

I was just thinking
you might know something.

I-- I don't.

I don't know anything.

- Shit.
- You know...

...I really should go, yeah.
I'll let myself out.

Okay.

And after I took
all the organs out of the body,

I couldn't get them all back in!

I mean, nothing fits
like they usually do.

Uh, the heart was on the right.
The lungs were all misshaped.

Hell, I don't even know
where the spleen went--

Maybe we spare her
those kind of details.

Tell her about your theory.

Right. Sorry.

Okay. Um, so, after I did
my examination on the body,

I took a closer look
at the items that we got
from the scene, okay?

I found this.

What is that?

Well, my theory is
that it's the outline

of a very, very specific
resonant frequency.

I'm not following.

Okay, okay. So,
we found this towel

on the floor of the bathroom
next to the body, right?

My guess is that it was dropped
on blood that was pooling

in this particular pattern.

But why would it do that?

Ah, you see,
that's where the resonant
frequency theory comes in.

Okay, you see,
sound frequencies,

they have
their own unique properties.

Uh, like a signature.

I-- in fact, certain frequencies

can even move physical objects.

What does sound have to do
with all of this?

Show her the organs.

Oh, baby,
I thought you'd never ask.

Hey.

Hey, back.

How's your day going?

Got some new shoes this morning.

-Nice!
-Mm.

- Are you doing okay?
- I mean, yeah,

-but I should be
asking you that.
-I'm fine, I guess.

Actually, I'm not fine.

I'm really fucking not fine.

In one sense,
I'm grieving my shitbox dad.

In another sense,
I'm grieving what he did to you.

It's fine. It was, like,
you know, a long time ago.

Come on. I can always tell
when you are lying.

You got that voice thing.

It's fine. Really.

Plus, I didn't even,
like, see him, so--

Hey, Chuck, can you take
that shit in the back?

Hey, earth to Chuck.

Hey, Chuck!

You wanna take that shit
in the back? Maybe do your job?

-Fucker!
-Yeah, Jesus.

Um, can you just watch the bar
for, like, a second

-so I can handle this bullshit?
-Yeah--

Sure, no problem.

Shit.

-Kind of jumpy, aren't you?
-Mm.

I hate that thing.

Your kicks,
they got dirty already.

- What'd you do?
- Oh, it's the basement.

All these buildings
have dirt floors.

-So, ruining good shoes...
-Mm.

...is just part
of the job, I guess.

Mm.

Right.

So, uh...

...did you hear
anything about Ron?

You won't believe
what the medical examiner found.

- Hello?
- Hi, uh, Darby?
It's Gina.

-Hi, Gina.
-I hope it's okay.

You said to call this phone
if I thought of anything and--

Of course, yeah, great.

I might have something for you.

I-- Well, I-- I don't know,
it might be nothing.

-What is it?
-That night,
after I left your apartment,

Ron called me several times.

I was so embarrassed
about everything
that I just didn't answer.

And he left a few voicemails.

Anyway, I just thought
you might wanna hear them.

Yeah, that--
that would be great.

Yeah. Don't mention it.

I'll text them over now.

Thanks.

Why don't you answer your phone?

Oh, God. I'm sorry.

I should've told you
my daughter was a grown woman.

But the kitten thing was real.

I really did stop
into your shop to get her one.

You know,
when she was a kid,
she always wanted one.

I never listened.

Anyway, call me
when you get this.

It's done.

Thank you.

What'll it be, sheriff?

Just water. I'm on the clock.

Mm. Sound serious.
Is this about Darby's dad?

As a matter of fact,
what do you know about it?

I mean,
just what Darby's told me.

Seriously, so sad.

Yeah, I figured.

This one really has us stumped.

A lot of peculiar pieces
to put together.

Really? Like,
what kind of pieces?

Uh, I don't wanna bother you
with all the details.

No, seriously, I have,
like, all the time
in the world for this.

Okay. Was, uh,
Ron here that night?

No, I-- I would've
told you guys if he was.

Yeah.

I see.

Anything else?

Hey, you don't mind
if I took a look
at your basement, would you?

It's actually
really cluttered down there,

it's kind of
an embarrassment right now, so--

I don't mind. You should see
the storage room at the station.

It's a real shit show.

I'm actually
kind of busy right now,

I have to get ready
for the evening rush.

Really? 'Cause you said you had
all the time in the world.

-Just take a sec.
-I don't want you down there.

Why? Are you hiding something?

No, but I'm not gonna be bullied
by a power-hungry man.

I guess I should
get going then, huh?

Yeah, I guess you should.

One more thing.

Got a voice mail
from Ron that night.

...I-- I really did stop
into your shop to get her one.

You know, when she was a kid,
she always wanted one.

I never listened.

Anyway, call me
when you get this.

Sounds a lot like that machine
right there, huh?

Something you wanna tell me?

Get the fuck off me!

What are you gonna do?

What are you
gonna do? Huh?

What are you gonna do?

You're gonna find out.

What the fuck is this?

What did you do to me, bitch?

Mm.

It's okay.

It'll all be over soon.

Hello, Darius?

I, uh,

have something
I think you should see

with my dad's boots, and...

...uh, you said to just come

if I had anything, and...

...so--

No--

Don't tell anyone.

Oh, my god! Oh, thanks!
Oh, God, it's you!

We have to go, we--
we can do this later, but-- w--
we gotta go! We have to, to go!

What ar-- what are you doing?
Ty, what are you doing?
Let go of me! We have to go!

No! Listen to me!

Stop!

Help me! Help me, someone--

Screaming won't do anything,
I'm sorry.

Who the fuck are you?

I'm Neila.

Kind of.

We decided no secrets.

Yeah, you're absolutely right
and you deserve
to know the truth.

Start with Ron.

Was everything that you told me
that happened between you two
just a lie?

Ron hurt me in ways
that I can't even describe.

And he got what he deserved.

No! No, he, he deserved
to be tried in a court of law.

'Cause that is the fucking world
that we live in, Neila!

Oh, you're sheltered.

Well, enlighten me.

After that night with your dad,
I was devastated.

I had nowhere to go.
No one to talk to.

My entire world
was flipped upside down.

I was gonna kill myself.

And then she found me.

Who is she?

I-- I don't understand.

This is mother.

And you're going
to understand soon enough.

What the fuck
are you talking about?

She is everything
and everywhere,

you just have to know
how to listen for her voice.

And she has been here
since the beginning.

Speaking to us,
nurturing us, guiding us.

She found me at my very lowest,

and she turned me
into something great.

That's her nature.

She gave me the ability
to change the world.

No longer would I be a victim.

She gave me the ability
to take evil
and turn it into good.

To take bad people and turn them
into something better.

Jonathan will no longer
push pharmaceuticals
on the weak minded.

Ty will no longer trade justice

and the pain of others
for his own gain.

Darby, there are so many others
out there for you to discover.

She wants to do the same
for you.

You just have to let her in.

- All you have to do
is touch her.

You and I can change
the world together.

The two of us. No more secrets.

You just have to let her in.

Think about
what she did for Ron.

She wanted you to have
the father you deserve.

Now I have a sister.

We are family now.

I'm sorry.

Take the gifts
that mother gave you
and praise who you are.

Oh, my God! Ty--

No, wait!
I'm gonna get you out of here.

I'm so sorry.

Where are you going?

Your home is here with me.

No! No, Neila, this is crazy!
I can't. I-- I won't!

You walked out on me before
and look what happened.

Please, don't leave me,
I can't do this by myself.

We're sisters.

Darby, stop!

Darby, no.

Darby, no!

Hey, little lady.

I would ask to buy you a drink,

- but, uh,
I think they're closed.