All language subtitles for 2237 Culprit (2025) [1080p] [WEBRip] [5.1]

Never in over 30 years
have I ever seen a case

with this amount of injustice.

All I can say to you now...

is you are a free
man, Mr. Harris.

This
case is adjourned.

Congratulations, pal.

I couldn't be happier for you.

They set him free!

Jack
Harris was 14 years old

when he was tried as an adult

and convicted of
raping and murdering

nine-year-old local
girl Katrina Walters,

27 years ago.

Harris was released
today based on the fact

that the evidence
for the original case

was severely mishandled.

So, here's the deal.

I set up a bank account for you,

and they've already confirmed
your money's been transferred.

And...

here's your new phone.

Whoa.

I seen a flip phone on the
row a few times, but this...

...this is wild.

I already hooked
it all up for you.

Just... just touch the screen.

What do
you wanna do first?

Oh, man...

I... I don't know if
it'll do any good,

but I'd appreciate it if
you'd take me to see my mama.

My flowers are dying
faster than I can feed them.

It's like they choose
to ignore the sunlight.

You never were any good
at taking care of flowers.

Can I help you?

Mama. It's me, Jack.

What? Jack?

Yeah, yeah. It's me.

They finally let me out.

They found evidence. Real
evidence that set me free.

Don't you ever come back here!

Maybe this town
isn't the place for you.

They're all a bunch
of anti-science,

backwards assholes,
and I don't see how

you're gonna change their minds.

It's my home.

Only place I ever known
except for prison.

Besides, where
else am I gonna go?

You have money now, pal.

You can go live anywhere.

You don't understand.

Before I was locked up, I
had a wonderful life here.

I want that back.

All I want is a
white picket fence,

beautiful wife,
great reputation,

and my own version of happiness.

I gotta convince everyone
that I'm innocent.

You don't have to
prove anything anymore.

We just did it in court.

Just 'cause you let
a man out of prison,

don't mean he's free.

The man confessed!

He confessed to doin' it.

And they let him go.

Hey, there. I saw
you on the TV.

Congratulations.

Is that what I'm
supposed to say?

Sure. Why not?

What can I get you?

Beer, any kind.

A cheeseburger with
everything on it.

I mean, all the fixin's.

- Coming right up.
- Hmm.

♪ Well we walked hand in
hand on the railroad tracks ♪

♪ Chatted off the things that
we had lost and we had lacked ♪

I'm...
I'm sorry, but, uh,

my manager wants you to leave.

Well, hold on a second.

I was found innocent.
It was proven.

I believe you but...
it's not up to me.

♪ So we drove on west to
the places that we liked ♪

You seriously need to go.

Don't make me call the cops.

♪ When we were less
than wholesome ♪

No, it's...

♪ Lord only knows ♪

I ain't what y'all think I am.

Honest.

♪ ...we had some clothes on ♪

♪ But I know you're the kind
of man to take the ride... ♪

♪ Honey, I'm the kind of
girl to bail you out ♪

♪ When the lawman
caught up to ya ♪

♪ Mmm ♪

Hello.
- Hi.

Make yourself at home.

I pictured your
place differently.

Oh yeah? How so?

I always saw a white
two-story house with a...

with a pool and a...

rose garden.

Get a lot of time behind
bars to imagine things.

Not to be nosy but...

you own the place?

Yeah, I used to work
for the owner as a ranch hand.

He left it to me after he died.

Wow.

Lucky you.

So, look...

You know, in all
my prison visits,

I told you I thought it
was someone close to me

who was responsible
for killing Trina.

I never told you this...

but I think it may
have been my father.

That morning...

when I found Trina's body...

I saw someone leaving
the crime scene,

but I can't remember who.

And I've tried so
hard to remember.

I've seen shrinks, counselors.

I even went back and
talked to my old teachers,

and I still can't
remember any more details

from that morning.

I'm hoping you can
help me remember.

How would I do that?

You were her babysitter.

There's gotta be things that
you can remember that I can't.

I can't do it alone.

You served all that time
because of my parents.

I swore I'd help get you out.

I've done it.

Now I'm asking you...
will you help me?

Of course I'll help you.

Can I help you with somethin'?

Get dressed.

You try anything, and
I'll gut you like a fish

and call it self-defense.

Put those on in front.

I'm gonna walk you
out to my truck.

You're gonna get
in the back seat.

You try and run or call out...

...it'll just make this worse.

I ain't above torturing.

Won't be
no need for that.

I accept what's comin' to me.

Come on.

Get in the back.

My life's been in
danger every single day

for the past 27 years.

I had to sleep
with one eye open,

facin' the cell bars.

And I'd be praying

I'd at least have
a fightin' chance

at whoever would come.

You see so much more
when you let go of fear.

You expect me to believe
you have no fear?

That's bullshit.

What is it, baby girl?

Where did
you go, Daddy?

Daddy had to go do some
work for a little bit.

You go on back to
bed, okay, honey?

I'll be home soon.

Okay. Hurry back.

I know you probably aim
to take me out somewheres

and kill me.

You ain't the first.

And honestly, I'm good with it.

I always expected to
be buried with my past.

Why are you making
this so easy for me?

It don't make sense.

You're just gonna accept this

and let me kill
you, and that's it?

If it brings some peace,
some closure to this town,

so be it.

Just know if you do that...

the real killer will
still be out there.

Are you seriously gonna
still claim innocence?

You're gonna kill me anyways.

Since I know that's true, you
don't think I'd come clean?

Not if you're
messing with my head

and trying to get
me not to kill you.

Well, here I am.

Do it.

You want it right here?

Fine by me.

Go ahead.

Put a bullet in my skull.

As long as you're okay
with not knowing the truth.

And I'd like you to
tell whoever sent you

that I accepted it.

I didn't cause you any trouble

even though I could
just as easily

take that gun from you.

Yeah, okay, tough guy.

Why the fuck did
you confess to it?

You ever been interrogated
for days on end...

in a holdin' room with
no food, no daylight,

not even a washcloth?

Just a few drops of water
to stop me from passing out.

You wouldn't treat
a dog like that.

What if the dog
killed a little girl?

I ain't never killed no one.

I just had to get
out of that room,

so I told them exactly
what they wanted to hear.

I figured a judge and a jury
would discover the truth...

and I was wrong.

If you could justify
being my executioner

and murdering a
right-minded person...

be my guest.

Go ahead.

Do it.

But before you do, ask yourself.

You believe I'm capable
of killing a little girl?

Look in my eyes.

You got a little
girl. You can tell.

Am I capable of that?

I don't know.

Fuck!

Get back in the truck!

Get in the back seat!

No, I'll...
I'll get in the front.

Can I get these cuffs off?

You better
leave town tonight.

If I see your face
around Huntsville,

I will pull the trigger.

I ain't lied to you
and I won't start now.

I ain't leavin'.

I aim to find the real
killer, clear my name,

prove who I am to the
folks in this town.

Fine. You wanna
die? Cool with me.

But just know that those
people who want you dead,

they'll find somebody
else to do it.

And I won't stop them.

I appreciate your honesty.

Come play with me, Jack.

The body found
has been confirmed

to be Isabella Chen.

Sheriff Jones, Jack
Harris was just released.

That is one possibility that
we are taking very seriously.

There hasn't been a child
murdered in Huntsville

since the first time
he was convicted.

Well, not in Huntsville,

but there have been other
murders in Walker County

and surrounding areas.
- How could you just

let the guy walk free?

Let's not jump to
conclusions here.

Huntsville PD will
do everything possible.

He
is obviously guilty!

Even his own mother knows...

I take it you
know why I'm here.

Sure do.

Where were you
between the hours of midnight

and eight a.m.,
two nights ago?

Well, about two a.m.,

one of your officers
woke me up, cuffed me,

drove me outside of town with
the intention of murdering me.

Lucky for
me, he decided better of it.

- Is this some kind of joke?
- No, sir.

I ain't never been too
good at making jokes.

And I ain't lying,
since that day I said

I murdered Katrina Walters.

You expect me to believe
that you were out all night

with one of my officers?

No sir, not all night.

He dropped me back at my
motel around 3:30 or so,

then I went straight
back to bed.

I slept pretty good
till about nine a.m.

His lawyer's here.

Dennis
put you up to it, right?

Goddamnit.

Take me to my client.

Are you okay?

Did they hurt you?
- Nope.

You didn't say
anything, did you?

Just the truth.

We're getting you out of here.

Relax, counselor.
We're settin' him free.

But he best not leave town.

So that's it, Jones?

You're just gonna let this
murderin' fuck run free?

Now look, everybody.

Just take it easy.
- We ain't buying it, Sheriff!

No more!

I can assure you we will
find whoever is responsible.

If you won't demand
justice, we will!

Lucy said you
could stay at her place

until we figure out
something else to do.

Whoa...

What? Her place?

No, I can't do that.

Well, I don't know
what else to tell you.

She insisted.

Listen up, y'all.

I don't need to stand here

and tell you what
you already know.

I think we can all agree

that there is a
conspiracy in this town

that is choosing to
protect Jack Harris.

And I won't stand for it.

Neither will we!

Neither will we!

I'm gonna need every
single one of you

to keep your eyes wide
open and be extra vigilant

so we can nail this son
of a bitch to the wall!

You all right?

Yeah, yeah, I'm all right.

Look, uh... it's really not
safe you havin' me here.

I can go to a motel
outside of town,

or I can rent a
house or something.

It's too late. I already
made up your room.

There's nothing to worry about.

My parents live on the
other side of town.

You're staying.

What'd you do this time?

I was messing around at
the junkyard with Dennis,

and I cut myself on some metal.

You always were a
clumsy old fool.

All right. Okay. Now, come on.

Hopefully someday...

things will get better.

Get better for you and me.

Until the good Lord gives
us a taste of justice,

that can't happen.

And I know we got a lot
of shit to work through...

and we will.

Just not yet.

Now come on.

Sheriff Jones is here.

We need to do
some digging around

at your parents' place.

If your daddy is responsible,

there's got to be something
he's hiding in that house.

You sure you're
ready to do this?

They're still your family.

I'm ready.

If this is about the
scene at the station,

I'm not apologizing.

It ain't about that.

I need to speak with

your husband and his
brother in private.

If you think I don't know
about Ethan messing up

what we told him to do
and your part in it,

you're as blind as you are dumb.

Whatever you have to say,
I am the most important one

in this house to hear it.

There she goes.

She thinks she owns everyone.

I don't own everyone, darling.

I only own you.

You were sayin'?

Y'all need to calm down
and let me do my job.

All you're doing is getting in
the way of my investigation,

causing the people of this town
to get all riled up for nothing.

Now I will handle
this murderin',

rapin' bastard in my own time.

If I have to tell you again,

I'll haul every
damn one of you in

for obstruction of justice.

Isabella Chen's

autopsy results...

...have just been released.

Her throat was cut,
and she was raped.

There were marks of a
struggle on her right wrist

and her left ankle.

Isabella is survived
by her father, Jayce.

It is almost an exact replica

of Katrina Walters,
27 years ago.

They're gonna come after
you even harder now.

Yeah, I figured as much.

I feel so terrible
for that family.

I know exactly what
they're going through.

There ain't nothing
worse than the...

death of a child.

You're not trying to hide
anything from me, are you?

What are you talking about?

How come you can't look at me?

Every time I try to make
eye contact with you,

you look away.

That ain't true.

You, uh, you own a bicycle?

Probably gonna take me a while

to figure out this
driving thing,

so I figured in the
meantime, I'd...

ride a bike.

Yeah, there's one in the garage.

Make sure you search
real thorough.

Traces of hair,
blood, even skin.

I'll check his office.

I'll start in the garage.

Here, put these on.

What the hell do you
think you're doin'?

I was just looking
for somethin'.

In my office?

I needed to find my
birth certificate.

What for?

None of your business.

I think you snooping
around my office

makes it my business.

I've been gathering old
pictures of me and Trina,

and I'm creating a special
area in one of my rooms,

rememberin' my
childhood and whatnot.

My birth certificate's an
important part of that.

We ain't even talked in...

I don't know how long, and...
and you just turn up here?

Like this?

I just needed it.

Fine. On one condition.

You start talking to me again.

I just can't understand

why you haven't come by for
any holidays or birthdays...

It just breaks my
heart, baby girl.

Don't call me that.

I told you before, Bill.

I just needed some
time for myself.

You didn't say it'd
be three years.

What happened to your arm?

Oh, this?

I was doing some
gardening and I slipped,

and the shears got
me pretty good.

It... it was dumb.

I thought Mom did
all the gardening.

Nah, that ain't true.

I do all the heavy
lifting around here.

The truth is, I'm the tough one.

Your mother?

Huh.

She's... she's like a soft
little kitten on the inside.

Right.

You all right?

Yeah.

Ah! Here's what I
was looking for.

Your mother's
waiting in the car.

Don't tell
her about this, okay?

I don't want her calling
me every damn day again.

I'll reach out to
you more often.

- You promise?
- Yeah.

I found something.

Looks like he tried
to wash the blood off,

but he didn't get it all out.

Does he hunt?

Not a day in his life.

Let's just take it with us.
See if it matches Isabella's.

We can't take the whole boot.

He'll know somethin's
up if he finds out.

He already knows I was here.

All right, let me see if
I can find the right...

What are you doing?

Jack?

Jack?

What are you doing?

Scraping the blood off the boot.

Yeah.

Right.

I've seen this
cigar cutter before.

Where at?

I can't remember.

Well, does he smoke cigars?

I don't think so.

Were you closer with your
mama than him growing up?

I was close with her,
but these last few years,

we've been so disconnected.

Maybe you should
try and talk to her.

Alone. Maybe do
some diggin' around,

see what she really
thinks about your daddy.

I know it won't be easy,

but if we can get her
on our side... it...

might help.

Not many people will be
able to say this to you, but...

I know exactly what
you're going through.

I know you do.

Thank you.

I appreciate you.

Just know...

that we are with you,

and will support you
in whatever you need.

Thanks.

Vengeance
is mine, sayeth the Lord.

Can you see this is
the frosted glass?

That's pretty nice.

Did you find any of them?

Yeah.

Uh...
Layla, go on inside.

Okay, darling?

I'll be right...
I'll be right there.

I know you ain't
going to like this,

but I don't think he did it.

Before he passed, I made
your daddy a promise.

I told him I'd make sure
that you was a good cop,

and that you could pay
for that house of yours.

Then, when your wife
passed, I went out of my way

to make sure that
everybody in this here town

supported you.

Truth be told, I like you.

And I'll be forever
in your debt.

- But...
- But nothin'.

I hold you partly responsible
for Isabella's death.

If you had done what
you were supposed to,

that never would have happened.

You don't understand how he is.

He ain't evil.

I can tell.

You can tell, huh?

Yeah, yeah.

Well, we all got our
secrets now, don't we?

But yours...

man, it's a funny one.

I have no idea what
you're talkin' about.

You ain't got no idea, huh?

Well, then I guess you
don't make all them

weekend trips to Houston,

where you meet up with some
strange guy in a dark alley

and suck each other's cock.

Wouldn't matter if
this was Houston,

but you in Huntsville, boy.

Texas hill country.

We old school around here.

You got three days
to take him down,

or I'll ruin ya.

Can you take this to a
lab and have them test it,

see if that blood
matches Isabella's?

It would have to be submitted
through law enforcement.

Can't you just take it
straight to the lab?

Nope.

The cops are the only
ones who could submit DNA

before making an arrest.

No one else can.

I could tell them it's
for a potential case,

but, uh, they'll question
how I obtained it.

Can you just...

not tell them the whole truth?

I'm not sure. Let me
see what I can do.

But you better be
right about this.

Hey, you okay?

Am I completely insane to
have him stay here with me?

I mean, this entire time, it's
been easy for me to trust him.

I just remember that
boy I grew up with

and how kind he was to me.

But lately, I've been
thinking differently.

He's just acting so strange.

I don't know what to think.

You have to remember
he was cleared,

and anyone, even the innocent,

would act differently
after 27 years behind bars.

But if you're still unsure,

you should go and
ask him yourself.

Like you said, you've know him
since you were a little girl.

You're right.

Thank you.

Of course.

I was wondering... uh,

can I talk to you
about something?

It's kind of private.

Uh.

Well...

"Hey, Mom. Good to see you.

Uh, sorry I haven't
been around at all

and completely
forgot you existed."

How about trying
that as an opener?

I'm sorry. I just
needed some time alone.

I knew you'd never understand.

What do you want?

When I was little, you went
away to take care of Grandma

before she passed.

You were gone for a few
weeks, you remember?

How could I forget?

Every night when I'd go to bed,

Dad and Uncle Denny
would start drinking.

And I'd hear them start talking
about some real dark stuff.

They only did it when
you weren't there.

What do you mean, dark stuff?

About murdering certain people.

Folks they didn't
like or were mad at.

They'd, uh, also talk about
doin' stuff to young girls.

What are you gettin' at?

I think that Dad...

I think he might have...

gotten in my bed one night,

but I can't remember...
- You stop right there.

You come over here unannounced

after not talkin'
to us for so long

and you try and imply that
your daddy might have...

oh, oh, I should slap
you for even thinkin' it!

Don't you ever let this toxic
shit spill out of your mouth.

Do you hear me?

If anyone in this town heard
you utter this nonsense,

it would destroy this family.

Is that what you want?

Nah, nah, it's too early.

I... I gotta be getting
home soon anyways.

Too early?

- You're retired.
- So?

So, you're supposed
to be having fun

and living the good life.

That's what I've
been telling him.

You're letting that wife of
yours ruin your retirement.

I'm not having
this conversation.

See?

That's what he does.

Denies everything and
then he ends up gettin'

all mad and quiet.

That
shit'll give you cancer.

Just like it did Pops.

- Give me that glass.
- There you go.

Attaboy.

It's true.

She makes me so infuriated I...

I don't know what to do.

That's why when I was married

I always put mine in check.

- Huh.
- How'd you do that?

How do you think?

I'd clock the bitch.

If I ever... unleashed
what's inside me,

I don't know if I'd
be able to turn back.

Come on, play, you stupid

piece of no good
YouTube robot screen.

Hey!

I was trying to watch a
YouTube and have dinner ready.

What?

What happened?

She didn't even let me explain.

Hey. Hey, hey.

Hey, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Hm.

I was gonna make
you coffee, but...

too many buttons.

It's okay. I got it.

Look, uh, I've been thinking...

I know a way for you to try
to remember more details.

How so?

We need to go back.

Where it all began.

I know it'll be hard, but
I figured your old house,

that backyard, would
probably trigger something.

I haven't been back since
the day I found her.

You good?

It's just like I remember it.

The wild violets.

I can smell them.

It reminds me of...

I can't do this.

Hold on, Lucy.

Listen to me.

You gotta be strong
right now, you hear me?

Happened in the past,
that's a long time ago.

Doesn't have to have
such a hold on you now.

If you can
remember more details,

it'll bring us a step
closer to the truth.

That mornin'...

There was a cold
fog that rolled in.

I couldn't see more
than a few feet

in front of me.

That's when I
smelled the whiskey.

There were heavy footsteps
moving away from me.

Fast through the woods.

I could hear the dried leaves.

There was a man in a coat.

What color was the coat?

Black.

It's okay. I got you.

Where'd you find her?

She was right over there.

Her eyes were wide open.

I thought she could see me.

I thought she was still alive.

The cigar cutter.

That same cigar cutter I
saw in my father's garage.

It was lying on the
ground right there.

That's where I've
seen it. I knew it.

It was his.

What the hell
y'all doing back here?

Better yet, what the hell
you doing here with him?

Whatever.

The neighbors are complaining.
And you're trespassing.

So get the hell
off this property.

You better have some
good news for me.

I can't do it yet.

He's partnered up
with your niece.

You're lying.

I just found
'em in the backyard

where Trina was found.

And get your house in
order. And then I'll do it.

The DNA matched Isabella's.

My own daddy.

It's my parents. Go
back out and hide.

What's with all the pounding?

Where is he?

Hello? Are you with
us? Where is he?

What are you talkin' about?

I was just takin' a nap.

We know what you did.

And we know where you were.

And with who.

Now where is he?

I have no idea what
you're talkin' about.

Don't you lie to me, Lucy Jane.

Not about this.

Stop talkin' to me
like I'm a little kid!

I don't know what
you're goin' on about.

Then why the hell is his
lawyer's car parked out

in your driveway?

He didn't kill
Trina. It was proven.

How could you say that?

The man confessed!

It was forced.

You are out of your mind.

Boy, that... that lawyer
has brainwashed you.

The man's a sicko.

Found stacks of kiddie porn
in his garage, remember?

- That's not true.
- Of course it is.

No. Go out back

and look.
- You're lying.

That was never brought
up in his case.

Wasn't discovered until
after he was convicted

and sent to prison.

We didn't need to present it.

He was known for doing
Satanic rituals in the woods.

He slaughtered animals.

But you...

Lucy...

What's the matter with you?

How could you go
against your own family?

Your own blood?

Is he here?

No.

Jack's not here.

Only his lawyer was,
but she's not anymore.

You really think I don't
know that you are lying?

You have lost your Goddamn mind.

I'm ashamed to call
you my daughter.

Let's go.

Family.

Psst! They're gone.

You all right?

They never found kiddie
porn in your garage, right?

What are you talking about?

- Kiddie porn?
- They never

found it, right?

Just tell me they
never found it.

Well, they did.

But...

it wasn't mine.
They planted it.

Don't you remember?

No, I don't.

And what about the
Satanic rituals?

Did you kill animals
in the woods?

Whoa, whoa.

Where in the hell is
all this coming from?

That's what they said.

I don't know what to
believe. Just answer me.

No.

I ain't never done
nothing like that.

I ain't no damn
Satan worshipper.

What?

I'm just laughing at how
damn ridiculous this all is.

There ain't nothin'
funny about it.

Why'd you turn your back on me

when you put blood
in that plastic bag?

- What?
- I saw you.

Just answer me.

Had to find the right type
of knife in the tool chest

to scrape it off.

What are you implying?

Nothin'.

It's been a hard day.

Let's just get some sleep.

What in the hell's
takin' him so long?

He loves to talk
to one of those waiters.

It's weird.

Ethan.

What the hell do y'all want?

This is a sample of dried blood.

We had it tested
by your own lab.

It matched Isabella's.

You can verify it yourself.

It came from a boot that
belonged to my father.

Please.

I know you're a decent man.

Now, why would you think that?

Twenty-seven years behind bars,

I can tell the evil
from the righteous.

This is proof.

You can test it for yourself
if you don't believe us

and then give it to the sheriff.

If you don't want another
little girl to die,

you'll take it.

Come on, Ethan.

Layla and Isabella were friends.

What the hell
was in that satchel?

I have no idea.

Maybe they're workin' together
to cover somethin' up or...

I don't know.

I hate all this.

Wish there was some
way we could...

all get along and
love each other.

Where...

where's all this comin' from?

I'm just old and
tired, that's all.

Having a hard time
keeping things together

these days.

It's all right.

The Lord will provide an answer.

Well, it's true.

I verified it with
the lab myself.

It says it right there.

Ninety-nine percent match.

You say this came from
Bill Walters' boot?

That's what Jack and Lucy say.

But you can't verify that.

Well, no...

This could be a sample that
Jack Harris gave you himself

off his own boot.

Or his own hands,
for God's sake,

and you wouldn't have any idea.

Why would they go
to all that trouble?

To set Bill Walters up
and clear Jack's name.

Or both their names, if
she's working with him now.

You really think Lucy had a part

in killin' Isabella?

That they're somehow
workin' as a team?

Hell, I don't know.

I'd believe that before I'd
believe Bill Walters did it.

I've known that
man over 30 years.

At least worth bringin' in Bill
and questioning him, ain't it?

I don't know. I'll
think about it.

Seems to be a recurring
theme in my life.

You're gonna stand up and
you're gonna put on your pants.

I knew you were harboring
this piece of shit.

Repulsed me beyond belief.

I'll only do this
'cause I don't wanna

scare Lucy by what I could do.

Oh, yeah? What's that?

I could rip that gun from you.

Take out all three of
you in a few seconds.

But you're old and feeble.

So, I won't.

Whatever you say, tough guy.

Go on.

Make sure it's tight.

So you were plannin' on

eventually killin' my
other daughter too?

No, ma'am.

- Liar.
- Truth is, I am

completely lost in love
with your daughter.

Stop talkin', you
delusional fuck.

I'm only confessin' that
'cause I just realized

I won't be able to make
this easy for y'all.

Shut your fuckin' mouth!

Drive.

Listen to me. You
don't understand.

We have proof about Isabella.

- Is that so?
- Yes, let me go.

That ain't gonna
happen, Lucy Lu.

DNA evidence.

Blood.

Well, who's this
so-called proof against?

You wouldn't believe
me if I told you.

Try me.

Dad.

Dad?

Dad?

That's the funniest shit
I heard in a long time.

Where are they takin' Jack?

Back to where it all began.

Stop.

Get on your knees.

I'm gonna tell you
somethin' that's gonna hurt.

So, I apologize in
advance for that.

I said, get on your knees.

Your daughter and
I found evidence

that your husband
might be responsible

for killing Isabella.

What?

I'm not playin'
around, motherfucker.

There was
blood on his boots.

We tested it.
Matched Isabella's.

What kind
of bullshit is...

I won't tell you again.

... he going on about?

Get down!

Now!

Are you not hearin' me?
Your husband is a killer.

And if he did that to Isabella,

he most likely did it
to your own daughter.

This...

this is the sickest
shit I've heard.

Put him down.

Burn in hell.

No, no, no, no, no, no!

Let go of me.

Stop! Now calm down!

Listen.

I'm sorry you're
in so much pain.

And I hope and I pray that one
day you'll be free from it.

But it wasn't me.

Honest.

What?

What are you standin'
and looking so helpless?

Just go! Get him!

Stop ordering' me
around, goddamnit!

I-I-I'm...
- You're a stutterin' dumb fuck

and a failure in every way.

Go!

Don't test me.

Stop.

Stop. Stop talking.
- You failed our baby girl,

and now you have failed me.

She was raped and murdered...
- Stop!

Because of your weakness
and your inadequacy!

You can't talk to me
like that, you hear me?

I'll rip your fuckin' eyes out

and chop you up into a
thousand little pieces,

you crazy bitch.
I swear I will!

Don't fucking test me!

This isn't, uh, my idea.

All this violence,
madness, death...

I don't understand it.

Then why are you
partaking in it?

My sister-in-law
gives me a place

to stay and food to eat and...

more importantly, a family to
spend time with on the holidays.

That's about the most important
thing to me these days.

Family.

Sheriff?

Look, uh...

Jack Harris and your
daughter are claiming

they've found blood on
a pair of your boots

that match with Isabella's.

Now, I... I don't believe
that there's anything

to this claim,

but, uh, I still need
to do my due diligence

and check.

This is insane.

Are you actually sayin'

you think I raped and
killed my own daughter,

and now Isabella?

Think about that.

Why would you jump
to that conclusion?

What?

I never said that you
raped your own daughter.

I'm just sayin'...

if my blood matches Isabella's,

then that would also
connect me to bein' the one

who might have done
it to my own daughter.

No one is sayin' you did,

but since you're
sayin' all this,

you're makin' yourself
look pretty damn guilty.

Do you have a pair
of leather boots?

- I'm gonna need to take 'em in.
- I can't believe this shit.

Just
show me where they are.

Tomorrow night,
everyone's gathering

for a vigil out by the
lake to remember Isabella.

Who do you think organized it?

We demand justice!

We demand justice!

We demand justice!

We demand justice!

Sheriff Jones is
testing the boots himself.

He's returning with
the results any minute.

Thank God. The truth
can finally come out.

Looks like
the results are in.

Listen, I'm gonna
put y'all on speaker.

Listen up.

The boots came back clean.

Your two pals lied to you.

And on top of that, one
of the locals came in

and just gave me an
eyewitness report

claiming that they saw
Jack Harris with Isabella

two hours before she
was found murdered.

Now I'm done with this shit.

Put out an APB on Jack Harris.

My town's demandin'
justice, they gonna get it.

You mean, they're
demanding a fall guy.

Just shut up and do
what you're told.

Go and make a goddamn arrest.

We demand justice!
We demand justice!

We demand justice!

Sorry, folks.

Looks like the gig's up.

Why would a local say they
saw you with Isabella?

There was that metallic
contraption in your garage

I saw, and I... I keep
thinking about it,

and it's bugging me

'cause I don't know
what the hell it's for.

You got a copy of my
original case file?

Mm-hmm.

Would you...
would you grab it for me?

Yeah.

The marks on Trina's left
wrist and her right ankle

had traces of metal
filings on them.

And I think that
contraption I saw

might have been used
to hold her down.

Okay.

So?

So...

Here's what I'm thinking.

You probably won't like it.

What is it?

Far as I can tell,
there's only one person

we need to convince.

She seems to be the one

who owns this town.
- No.

No way she'll even listen.

She's the most stubborn
woman I've ever met.

I saw a doubt in her eyes

after she tried to
blow my brains out.

Besides, we don't got no choice.

Before we go to
your parents' place,

there's somethin'
I need to show you.

I haven't been totally honest
with you or the police.

I lied to you about
riding my bike

and not going anywheres.

I've been comin' here.

What is this place?

Just follow me
and I'll show you.

I... I'm not takin' another step

until you tell me what
the hell's goin' on.

I need to show you what's inside

before I tell you.

Come on, you can trust me.

What the hell are
all those weird symbols

doing on that door?
- Would you stop?

That was done by some
stupid drunk school kids.

Come on.

Everything will make
sense after I show you.

Don't touch me.

I had to keep this place...

secret from everyone...

'cause this is the
house I was born in.

It's the one place I
needed to keep sacred.

Tessa's already used my
money and bought it for me,

and the house is gonna
get renovated soon.

I wanted to keep it a secret

until it was done so
I could impress you.

It's gonna be a massive,
massive mansion, huge mansion

with a swimming pool
and a big ballroom.

I'm gonna throw them
massive parties.

I had the happiest times of
my life here with my mama,

up until I was ten
years old.

Right before we moved down
the street from y'all.

But the most important
thing I wanna show you...

is inside.

Come on.

It's okay.

This has been my workshop.

I studied jewelry
making in prison.

Read all there is
to know about it.

I made this for you.

Oh, Layla, I'll help
you in just a second.

Come here.

You want your daughter back?

You kill that rapin' bastard...

tonight!

Fuck!

Y'all just hear me out.

That's all I ask.

These photos are from
Trina's original case file.

This photo of her left
wrist and her right ankle...

I believe they were trapped
in some kind of metal device.

I believe that device
is in your garage.

This is insanity.

Are you seriously tryin'
to blame me again?

Show me.

Just bear with me, y'all.

I believe that her left hand

was slipped up
into this part here

and then her right ankle
was put into this...

part down here.

How long have you
had this thing?

I don't know. I
didn't make it.

Who did?

Dennis.

Where is Dennis?

Come on.

Come on.

Don't you worry,
pretty little thing.

Don't you worry.

Well don't you worry.

It's okay, pretty little thing.

Come here.

Where'd he take her?

- What?
- Dennis took Layla.

Where did he take her?

Now, now, just hold on a second.

You and your wife
will die tonight

if I don't get my
little girl back.

I'm not your hired gun!

Dennis can tell the entire town.

I don't give a fuck.

You need to get your gun
out of my husband's face

- and calm down!
- Fuck off!

You ain't givin' me orders.

Now where did he take her?
- We don't know.

- You're lyin'.
- He's not.

We don't know.

You have three seconds before
I blow your goddamn brains out.

Hold on, Ethan. Hold on.

If he plans to use the
same type of contraption

that's in the garage
to do what he does,

he's probably at some
machine shop or...

something.

The junk yard.

Okay, y'all. Let's split up

so we can cover more ground.

All right.

Such a pretty little thing.

Uncle Dennis would
have been nice to you

if you hadn't been such a brat.

Oh, God!

Hey.

Hey, y'all.

What... what are y'all
doin' here?

What are you doin' with that?

Wait a minute! Wait a minute!

Hold on! Hold on a minute!

Hold on!

Daddy?

Are you okay, honey?

Are you hurt?
- I'm okay.

Oh, God. Thank God.

You should be the one.

Come on.

Let's get you out of here.

This is how you did
it with Trina, huh?

Using this...

sick torture device.

What?

Oh, that's... that's insane.

I only use this for kinky sex.

That's all. I swear.

Honest.

Well, tell her, Billy.

- Billy, tell her.
- I've never known about this.

If it's some kind
of sex thing...

then why is it designed
for the size of a child?

It's not.

I just used it for
kinky sex. That's all.

I swear.

I only...

The only reason I
had to tie her up was

that she... she bit
my hand.

I had to try to control her.

You know me.

I could never hurt a child.

You have anything you
want to say to him?

Billy.

Vengeance is mine,

sayeth the Lord.

No!

I owe you an apology.

Nah, you don't have to say it.

What's with the car?

Come on. Get 'im, get
'im, get 'im, get 'im.

You want justice?

Here it is.

Look at me. Look at me.

No!

Get him up. Get him up.

Oh.

Lucy?

Oh, honey. Are you all right?

Jayce took him.
They're gonna kill him.

Oh, my God. Come on.

Do you have any ideas of
where they might take him?

Well, if they're planning
on doing it themselves,

they'll probably take
him to the woods.

Isabella's vigil.

My little girl
can rest in peace.

Mercy!

Give him mercy!

Fuck that.

He didn't give Isabella
and Katrina mercy.

Stop! Stop!

- Get away!
- Back off!

Get away from him!

- You did...
- What?

You got the wrong person!

What are you talking about?

This isn't happening.

It wasn't him.

Then, who the fuck was it?

People of Huntsville,

we have all made a
terrible mistake.

Jack Harris is, and
always has been,

an innocent man.

Paging
Dr. Farrow to the ER.

Dr. Farrow to the ER, please.

Hmm.

Some local sent you flowers.

Mm.

Others still think you did it.

Jayce's called me every
day since that night

to check on you.

I don't blame him
for what he did.

He was hurting.

Please do not park in any

of the red zones.

They are for emergency
vehicles only.

Thank you.

How you holding up?

Better...

now that I can get
you out of here.

Well, it can only
get better from here.

Yeah.

And I was thinking,

you're probably gonna need
someone to help you rebuild it

and throw all those big parties.

This just in.

Nine-year-old local
girl Julia Everson

was just found murdered.

There are marks of a
struggle on her left wrist

and right ankle.

Authorities are saying this
case has striking similarities

to Katrina Walters
and Isabella Chen.