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-(gunshot fires)
-FAITH: Previously
on Will Trent...

Special Agent Mitchell is
under arrest for shooting a cop.

Special Agent Mitchell was
defending herself

against a criminal,
and she's coming home with me.

I saw someone today that I hoped
I would never see again.

I feel exactly like I did
when I was 15.

I feel powerless.

But the fact that I'm here
right now means I'm in control.

What's my name, Trent?

It's Faith Mitchell.

-I investigated your mother.
-No.

You ended her 30-year,
highly decorated

law enforcement career.

What's going on?
You can tell me.

It was nothing.

I'm just really glad
that Faith is okay.

♪♪

(birds chirping)

(door slams)

(vehicle approaching)

(engine revving)

Hey, Sean!
You expecting company?

Hey, Uncle Pete!
You seeing this?

♪♪

(gunfire)

(men grunting)

Run!

(whimpers)

♪♪

♪♪

It was a massacre.
One shooter?

Yep.
Picked them off one by one.

Not sure why GBI needs
to be involved.

Here to help.
You got IDs?

This is the Elmsway family.

Laura Elmsway, her son, Sean,
brother Pete,

and his wife, Gladys.

And the shooter?

GONZALEZ:
Working on an ID.

Uh, fentanyl!

Oh, my gosh, it's fentanyl,
and I touched it!

Am I gonna die?!

Pretty sure that's
laundry detergent.

Just wash your hands.

Either way, you'll be fine.

Not helping the cause, Barnes.

BARNES: That stuff'll kill ya.

I'd rather look stupid
than be dead.

Mission accomplished, snowflake.

(police radio chatter)

You find any drugs
on the premises?

Haven't searched yet,
but Sean has had

a history of dealing.

That cluster of bullets
don't match the shooter's gun.

GONZALEZ:
Was there a second shooter?

♪♪

(police radio chatter)

♪♪

-There's someone
behind the logs!
-Get down!

-Aah!
-Damn it.

We've got an active shooter
at the Elmsway place.

(gunfire)

Cover me.
I'll get your guy.

Yep.

(gunfire continues)

Come on.
Okay, come on.

(Deputy Barnes grunting)

♪♪

Keep flushing him out.

♪♪

(man grunts)

I take it back.

Delighted to have you with us,
Agent Trent.

[ "Love Will Find a Way"
by Pablo Cruise playing ]

How you doing, kid?

I am fine.

Look, we both know coming back
to desk duty

after administrative leave
is punishment.

-It's procedure.
-(bell dings)

Whatever.
I'm fine with it.

Hmm. You know, I'm starting
to think you picked me

to be your peer counselor

'cause you think
I'm a little dumb.

Look, I watched Tate Grillo

put a bullet
in an innocent man's head.

I am not losing sleep
over shooting him.

Nevertheless, I assume
you didn't become a
cop to kill people.

Obviously.

You know, it's a cold, hard fact
that you took a life.

It's a big deal.

And the day
it's not a big deal

is the day that you're
a menace to society.

Real talk, Faith.

It ain't gotta be me, but
you need to talk to somebody.

-(bell dings)
-WAITRESS: Enjoy.

♪ Your dreams ♪

♪ Feel like
they're fallin' apart ♪

♪ You need to find
a brand-new start ♪

♪ But you're almost afraid
to be true to yourself ♪

♪ Oh, but it's all right ♪

-♪ All right ♪
-♪ Once you get past the pain ♪

-♪ Past the pain ♪
-♪ You'll learn to find
your love again ♪

MAN (over television):
One of the authors of

the best-selling new book on
marriage and relationships...

-(knock on door)
-...definitely a-a true
self-help book.

(knocking continues)

WOMAN: Yeah, well, um...

(knocking continues)

Ma? What --

This is worse than I thought.

Mom, what are you doing here?

Franklin said you needed
some help.

My God, this place is a mess.

What is the TV doing on
in the middle of the day?

I really don't need any help,

and I'm sure you have
other things to do.

Oh, baby,
I'm retired, remember?

Oh, my God.

(indistinct conversations)

They murdered the entire family.

Went inside the trailers like
they were looking for something.

Sheriff says drugs.

Still, injured or not,
you'd think the shooter

would want to get
the hell out of here.

Maybe he was lingering
because, uh,

he really wanted those drugs.

He was hoping
we wouldn't find them.

(muffled clatter)

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

Hey. Hey.

It's okay.

It's all right.

My name's Will.

I'm with the Georgia Bureau
of Investigation.

Do you wanna come out?

Hey, I have a game.
Maybe you want to play?

Okay, so, first thing is, um...

...I'm gonna need you
to give me your hand.

Here you go.

Yeah, look at you
scooting out of there.

Good job.

(sighs)

Next thing, if it's okay
with you, I'm gonna pick you up.

Here we go. Hang on.

Hold on to me.
Keep those eyes closed.

All right.

(indistinct conversations)

All right.

Keep those eyes closed,
all right? No cheating.

♪♪

Eyes are closed?
You're fine.

♪♪

(cellphone rings,
indistinct conversations)

Hey. Yeah, I'm fine.

FAITH: What do we know
about the shooter?

WILL: His name's Gary Keller.

He and the other shooter,
Eric Young, now dead,

they, uh, were in and out
of prison since they were teens.

B&E, robbery, and a whole gamut
of drug offenses.

What about the dead family?

One of the men, Sean Elmsway,
has a history of dealing heroin.

So drug deal gone wrong?
Territory skirmish?

Maybe.
But if this was about drugs,

there's one problem --

-TOGETHER: Where are the drugs?
-WILL: Exactly.

Who's that?

No one.
What about your witness?

Not talking.
Mm, no one knows who he is.

There's no record of a child
at that address.

I'll see what I can
get out of him.

Keep you posted.

Yeah, please do.

(telephone beeps)

Ma, this is my case,
so can you not --

What?
You don't think my 30 years

of law enforcement experience
might come in handy?

We used to always talk
through your cases together.

Oh, you think you know
everything now.

I had a similar case in '95 --

Actually, I was hoping
to get through this one

without breaking any laws
or being disgraced, so no.

Hurtful.

Your generation is very good
at blame.

My generation?

Are you kidding me?
You always --

-(vacuum running)
-Wow.

(vacuum stops)

You know, you can still be
snippy with me, dearheart,

but remember,
I am still your mother.

You've been through
something serious,

and I wish you'd talk to me.

(indistinct conversations)

Hey.

You ever gonna tell me
your name?

It's all right.

You can talk when you're ready.

How about I call you Scoot
for now,

since you're so good
at scooting?

You hungry, Scoot?

I got somebody you should meet.

So, I guessed chicken nuggets,
but I also got a ton

-of fries and...
-(Betty whines)

...a Cod of Love
fish sandwich.

Maybe you're the one person
who likes it.

Thank you, Nico.

Could you, uh, pick up
a few clothes for him,

and a toothbrush, too?

Sure thing.

(Betty whines)

(stool creaks)

Scoot, I know it's scary,

but I'm gonna have to ask you
some questions

about what happened
because it's very important

that we find
the bad guys who did this.

You don't have to talk
if you don't want to.

But maybe you can let me know
if I'm thinking the right way?

These sauces are the trailers,

and, uh, these fries
are the highway.

Where did you stay?

The barbecue trailer.

That was Mr. and Mrs. Elmsway.

Are they related to you?

Scoot...

I'm very sorry for your loss.

So, the bad guys are
the chicken nuggets,

and they drive on in.

What did you see?

MRS. ELMSWAY: Run!

(gunfire)

(people screaming, gunfire)

♪♪

You see anybody else?

Keep looking!

♪♪

There was
a third chicken nugget?

Had you ever seen him before?

You remember what
he looked like?

Was he my size?
Taller?

He's tall like Wesley?

That's good.

Any chance you remember
what he was wearing?

White shirt?

Blue shirt?

Black shirt?

Look at you.
(chuckles)

You must be part elephant,
with a memory like that.

Will, there's, uh,
someone that's...

(slurps)

What's wrong with your face?

Oh, I get it.

Okay, so, you know, before
human beings reach adulthood

and they report to work,
they are small.

We call them children.

Actually, I should
start with babies.

When two people are in love,

they give each other
a special hug,

and a seed gets planted.

Why aren't you
ripping my head off?

-Who do you have in the box?
-Known associate
of one of our victims.

They were
up to no good together.

What? Do you think
he has information

on the cartel connection?

I'm gonna talk to him now.

Can you, uh,
keep the child company,

or is that below your pay grade?

Of course.
Carolyn! Get me some crayons.

It's so messed up, man.

I mean...

(stammers) Sean?

You and Sean were
arrested together

on drug charges
a few years back.

Who was he dealing for?
Did you know his supplier?

I don't know, "dealing"?

That might be too strong a word.

I mean, Sean sold a little
of his own supply

to a few of his buddies
every once in a while.

That's about it.

What do you know about
a 6-year-old boy,

possibly living with Sean?

Uh, there was a cousin
used to hang around.

Um, Kimmy? Klara? Klia?

I-I heard she was knocked up
a few years back.

Can you describe her?

CLARK:
A skinny girl in a hoodie.

Man, I was high all the time
back then.

I'll put that very
detailed description

into the computer
and see what I get.

Thank you.

(door opens)

♪♪

Oh, is this the one?

So, this guy says Sean Elmsway

was just a recreational user,
nothing more.

-You think he's lying?
-WILL: Or he was being lied to.

Maybe Elmsway didn't want his
buddy being collateral damage

in case things went down
with the cartel.

Well, that didn't
help his family.

SUSAN: Agent Trent?

Susan Whitlock.

I'm here from
Child Protective Services.

We have
a temporary placement

with a foster family
for him tonight.

Hey, bud.

Hey, you know,
why don't you, uh,

go grab a snack
with Caroline

while I talk
to this nice lady, hm?

All right, thank you.

See you in a bit.

CAROLINE: Right this way.

Who is this family?

I'm not sure what
you're asking me.

How much time have you
spent there, recently?

Agent Trent,
I don't understand

why you're questioning
this placement.

In 1998, the last foster home
that I was placed in,

they told me it was great, too.

Then, one day, "Mommy" --

because that's what she liked
to be called --

Mommy was mad because I wore a
wrinkled shirt to Sunday school.

I made her look bad.

But she smiled
right on through it.

Then when we got home,

she decided that
she would iron it...

while I was wearing it.

That was a great home!
(chuckles dryly)

Would you like to see the scar?

AMANDA: Will.

Ms. Whitlock,

the GBI has serious concerns
for the boy's safety.

I am aware of the incident
he witnessed.

Good. Then for
the child's protection,

we'd like to offer
another solution.

(copier whirring)

Oh, she decides to show up!

Here's that report you ordered,
partner.

Thank you.

You wanna tell me where
you've been all day?

I had a meeting, and then I had
lunch with my sponsor.

You had lunch with who --
with me?

Unless you got another sponsor
I don't know about, you lying.

-C'mon, man.
-FRANKLIN: Don't bring
me into your mess.

(indistinct conversations)

This have anything to do
with that creep

I hauled in for you last week?

You want to talk about it?

The man said he changed,

so I got no reason
to keep looking into him.

Except...?

All right.
Except, when he left here,

I saw his girlfriend
has a teenage daughter.

ORMEWOOD: And you can't get it
out of your head?

No.

And you want to check up on him.

Uh, yeah.

♪♪

ORMEWOOD: Okay.

♪♪

Okay, what?

Okay, let's check up on him.

It might make
that feeling go away.

Mnh-mnh?

All right, yeah.

♪♪

(siren wailing in distance)

All right.

We're all set for bed.

You can keep Betty
for the night,

but you gotta make sure
you pet her evenly all over.

I don't want her
getting a bald spot.

Okay.

Scoot speaks.

♪♪

Oh.

I'm honored.

Please, speak more.

Can you read me a story?

How about I, uh,
make one up for you?

Does that work?

A long time ago,
there was a, uh...

...brave, little mouse.

Pterodactyl.

A brave, little pterodactyl.

And the, uh, pterodactyl
was missing his family.

So he got on his
pterodactyl motorcycle,

and he drove around
looking for them.

But pterodactyls can fly.

This one had a broken wing.

So he looked everywhere
on his motorcycle,

but he couldn't find them.

And even though
he was very brave,

he began to feel sad
and lonely.

And so he drove
on his motorcycle

to the tallest mountain,

and he used his voice to screech
as loudly as he could.

(imitates
pterodactyl screech)

And the family heard him.

And they flew to him,
and they hugged him.

And they told him
what a cool motorcycle he had.

And they were happy.

The end.

That's a good story.

Thank you.

Um, okay.

How about you tell me
a story now?

Maybe a story about your mom?

She had to go away.

But she's coming back.

We got a lot in common.

My mother had to go away when
I was even younger than you.

Did she come back?

Of course she did.

And she gave
the best hugs, too.

What was her name?

You know, I've been doing
an awful lot of talking.

It's your turn now, Scoot.

Can you tell me your mom's name?

Kylie.

Kylie.

You know, since we're on
the subject of names,

what's yours?

Theo.

Theo Davis.

Theo.

That's a fine name
for a brave boy.

♪♪

♪♪

ANGIE: You've reached
Detective Angie Polaski.

Please leave me a message
or text me.

(beep)

Angie, um, hey.

Haven't heard from you.

Um...

I don't know if you were
planning to come over tonight.

But, uh, I have a visitor,
a kid.

We, uh, just found out
who he is.

Um...

his dad's in prison,
mom's M.I.A.,

and, uh, the rest
of his family was killed.

He's staying here.

It's kind of, uh,
stirring some things up.

I could use a little help.

Um, you're probably busy.

Yeah, anyway, if you get this,
um, give me a call.

Bye.

(cellphone beeps)

REPORTER: It's a beautiful day
here in Atlanta at 74 degrees.

Feel better?

That shower was amazing.

-You were right.
-I know. Come sit.

So I think the best thing
for you to do today --

Now, mind you how right
I was about the shower --

You were.

The best next course of action
is to go in.

Yeah, you might be right.

So eat, get dressed, let's go.

You mean like "Let's go, team,"
or are you trying to say...?

I just need to get
my walking shoes.

Just a minute.

♪ Seem out of place ♪

♪ Me watchin' sunshine ♪

(sighs)

(elevator bell dings)

Agent Trent
and Junior Agent Theo.

Deputy Director has
an important assignment for you.

-Oh.
-All right, come with me.

WILL: You're here?

I am here.

EVELYN: I'm here, too.

♪♪

Hello, Special Agent Will Trent.

Long time, no see.

What's it been, a few months
since you ruined my life?

Six months since you ruined
your own life, yes.

And by the way,
the APD has been nothing

but lovely to me ever since.

How are you?

A pile of ash.
Thank you for asking.

Mom, Will and I
need to discuss our case.

Confidential details.

Of course, dearheart.

I want to see Mandy anyway.

-All these reunions.
-Hm.

♪♪

Far be it from me to encourage
any impropriety

amongst
law enforcement officers.

♪♪

Well, that went great.
What'd you find out?

I looked into the financial
records of our dead shooter

and his buddy
at the hospital, Gary,

and get this --
they each deposited $10,000

two days before the attack.

So this was a paid hit?

♪♪

(door closes)

Evelyn?

It's good to see you.

How are you?

Go screw yourself.

Oh, doing that well, huh?

Oh, no. I'm great.

Took a while to figure out how
to maneuver this stage in life

with your knife
still in my back.

Oh, wow. I'm the traitor?

I knew there was something
rotten in my department,

so I came to you for help.

I thought maybe we could
work it out together

and root out the trouble.

But instead...

a bunch of your guys
come into my office

to escort me out.

Evvy, we're like family.

You know that investigation
had to be by the book.

That's why I put Will on the --

You could have given me
a heads-up!

They stormed my office, Mandy!

Do you know
how humiliating that was?!

Any way we handled it,
you would've been out.

Consider it a blessing.

We got rid
of the problem officers,

and your name didn't get
dragged through the mud.

Like hell it didn't.

Mandy, I lost my job.

It was like losing a limb.

Oh, God.
That's a bit dramatic.

Ma'am, the Atlantic Star
Standard's on line --

Carolyn, hold my calls.

Her name is Caroline,
for God's sake!

She's your assistant.
She's got her name

right on her desk!
Oh, but of course, I'm sorry.

You don't care.

(door opens)

Anything else?

Ma'am, the boy's grandmother
has been located.

You could've knocked me over
with a feather when they called.

My son Joey always manages
to find trouble.

He's in prison.

Breaks my heart.

He and Kylie dated, but...

...I had no idea
they'd had a baby together.

Theo mentioned that his, uh,
mother had to go away.

I wasn't sure what he meant.

She had herself mixed up
in drugs real bad.

Same reason my Joey's in prison.

Anyway, I have a big house
with lots of rooms

and a hardware business
that Theo will love.

CPS is going to have
to do an inspection,

and there's some paperwork
to fill out.

Okay, well, I'll just wait here
to take him home.

H-How about I, um --

I drop him off myself
when it's time?

Great.

AMANDA: How did she seem?

Like a nice grandmother.

Well, where's Theo?

Oh, he's playing with Caroline.

Why didn't anybody tell me
her name was Caroline?

'Cause everyone
is terrified of you.

Your shooter, Gary Keller,
regained consciousness.

-Well, great.
Let's go talk to him.
-Can I?

The citizens of Georgia
aren't paying you to sit around

and talk about your feelings.

Great.

EVELYN: I'll get my purse.

The shooters were hired,
and we need to find out by who.

-Whom.
-Whom.

You know, I think
you can flip him.

This job was cheap, sloppy.

Obviously,
they weren't professionals.

I told you to sit
in the waiting room.

You're about to have
an emotional breakdown

at any second,
so I need to be here.

Anyway, not that anyone
asked my opinion,

but never forget
that people are dumb.

Uh, I know, Will,
that you're a genius,

but not everyone's
an international assassin.

I've considered all of this.

-Thank you, Captain Mitchell.
-Mrs. Mitchell.

You know, your Aunt Mandy and I,

when we wanted to get
a suspect relaxed and talking,

we'd crush a Valium
into their coffee,

and they'd sing like birds.

Ma, please stop talking.

♪♪

What -- What did I say?

ORMEWOOD: His boss at the car
wash says he's the best worker.

And the guy at the corner bar
says he plays

a couple games of pool
and drinks soda.

Yeah, I know. I was there.

Well, they say
people can change.

You believe that?

God, no.

That's her.

All right, be back in a minute.

-See you guys tomorrow. Bye.
-Bye.

Crystal, hey,
can I talk to you?

So, I wanted to ask you
about your mom's boyfriend.

About Lenny.

Who are you?

I'm -- I-I'm someone
who used to know him.

And, um, when I knew him...

he was not someone
I could trust.

He -- He...

did bad things with girls.

What do you mean?
Lenny's nice.

Uh, has he ever done anything
that made you uncomfortable?

You're kind of making me
uncomfortable.

I'm trying to do
the right thing here.

Crystal, c'mon!

-I gotta go.
-Okay.

Wait, wait.
Uh, one more thing.

Um, Detective Angie Polaski,
okay?

♪♪

If you need anything...

I will believe you.

♪♪

♪♪

Did you just give her your card
with your name on it?

(sighs)

He's gonna get you
for that one.

Yeah, he's gonna get me anyway.

(engine starts)

I got all the time
in the world, Gary.

Who hired you?

Johnny Cash.

Okay, see, my patience
is running low.

I didn't say that was his name.

That was the name he gave me.

Obviously, his name isn't
Johnny Cash.

Eric knew him,
and Eric hooked me up.

Now Eric's dead.

Hmm.

-Johnny Cash.
-Mm-hmm.

The Man in Black.

Wait, who --
who's the Man in Black?

Johnny Cash. Keep up.
How'd he get away?

When we heard the sirens,
he took off running.

I'd been hit --
hurt too much to run.

What'd I tell you?
People are dumb, dumb, dumb.

Johnny Cash
is the third shooter.

Theo was right.

And what about the drugs?

-Ma, can you please?
-She's got a point.

Ya think?

Okay, Mrs. Mitchell,
I'm not your enemy.

But this is my case
and Faith's.

If you're gonna be here,
I'm assuming it's to help.

And I'm happy to have
your wisdom and insight,

but anything else,
I don't have time for.

Are we good?

Stellar.

♪♪

Without the drugs, this case
doesn't make any sense.

You know that, right?

Doesn't make any damn sense
at all.

-(elevator bell dings)
-Detective Polaski?!

ANGIE: Yep.

What business do you have
scaring my daughter,

giving her your card?

Maybe she should be scared.

Do you know who you're dating?

My fiancé told you to stay --

Oh, your fiancé?
Even better.

Okay.

Lenny is a pedophile.

Ask me how I know.

Okay, okay.
Let's just calm down here.

He is a good man.
He paid his debt.

-He didn't pay what he owes me.
-Angie, you need to settle down.

Ma'am,
just take a deep breath, okay?

Oh, I'm sorry.
Do you not like me coming

in your job, making a scene?

Why are you protecting him
instead of protecting
your daughter?

If I had a kid, and there was
any slightest thought

that someone was preying
on them, I would --

Wow.

Wow. You're into it?

This woman is harassing
my family.

Okay, all right.
You want to file a complaint?

We can do it at my desk.

So it's cool if he messes
around with her

as long as you get
a ring on your finger?

-Is that it?
-Hey! Enough! Enough!

Come on. Enough.

ANGIE: Hey! I'm okay.

-I'm all right. I'm all right.
-FRANKLIN: No, you're not.

-(door slams)
-You could get fired for that!

(breathes shakily)

It's Lenny,

the foster father that raped me
and got me pregnant,

and she's his dumbass fiancée.

She has
a 15-year-old daughter!

(voice breaking)
Man, it makes me sick.

(exhales sharply)
Geez.

I take it you've been
tailing him?

(breathing heavily)

-Well, you find anything?
-No, I didn't find anything!

But I don't need to find
anything! I know! I know.

He needs to be stopped.

Yeah, but not like this.

Now, you're scaring the hell
out of me.

You talk to Will about it?

(sighs)

-No.
-Why not?

I don't know.

Well, are you waiting for
somebody else to know for you?

Fine, I...

I haven't told Will the truth
because the truth is that...

God! No matter what I say,
he's gonna know I'm lying.

Okay.

Practice on me.

What's the truth?

♪♪

(sighs)

I have that feeling again,
you know,

like I'm gonna do something.

Talk to him.
Secrets, they mess you up.

You know that.

You gave the girl your card.
You did your part.

Don't let this cat become
your next addiction.

He's taken enough from you.

Don't you turn around
and throw away your career,

the life you built
for this sorry ass.

(groans)

What's Cap gonna say
when he finds out?

Cap ain't gon' hear about it.

I got you.

(exhales sharply)

WILL:
This car is fantastic, honestly.

It's got cup holders everywhere,
even has a built-in vacuum.

Yeah, but why did you rent
a minivan?

WILL: You don't put a child
in a '73 Porsche.

Any luck on who
our Johnny Cash might be?

I've got a clerk at the minimart
near the crime scene,

said there was a guy
in the parking lot

all winded like
he'd been running,

hung around until an SUV
pulled in and picked him up.

I've got a tech reviewing
surveillance footage.

All right, keep me posted.

Okay, bud. We're here.

(telephone ringing)

Mitchell.

Oh. Uh-huh.

Uh, it's something.
Thank you.

Thank you, thank you.

It was a green Chevy Blazer.

Another guy at the wheel.

No digits, though.

♪♪

KATHLEEN: Well, look who's here.
Hello, my boy.

-Hi.
-Did you bring a friend?

Nice place you got here.

Gotta love a hardware store.

Thanks. My late husband and I
started small, but here we are.

Would you like
to meet your uncles?

This is Aaron,

and over there is Deacon.

He's locking up.

Well, um, all right, bud.

Um, it's been fun hanging.

♪♪

♪♪

Oh, you know, he, um --
he's giving me the, uh,

"I need the bathroom" code.
Can we...?

Back of the store,
the right-hand side.

Just be a minute.
Come on.

♪♪

♪♪

Hey. What's going on?

That's the guy.

The third nugget.

This is Special Agent Trent
of the GBI.

I need backup at
Marigold Hardware immediately.

Suspects are armed.

♪♪

KYLIE: Where's Theo?!
Where's my son?!

Your son is safe, Ms. Davis,

but I need to ask
why you left him.

It was a job in Ohio,
good money.

I'm a nurse.

Theo and I were staying
at my cousin's

while I saved up for a place.

The job was only two months,
and the shifts were 12 hours,

so [voice breaking]
I thought it would be better.

(crying)
Please, let me see him.

My partner Will took Theo
to his grandmother's place.

Kathleen Marigold?

Kathleen? Why?

She's been trying to get Theo
from me for a year.

Ever since she found out
about him.

She called CPS on me.

She said I used drugs.

♪♪

(knocking on door)

Everything okay in there?

Yep, just a minute.

♪♪

(Betty whining)

♪♪

Okay. You crawl as far as you
can, and you stay very quiet.

You gotta take care of Betty.

She's counting on you.

I will find you.

All right, go hide.

Yeah, poor little guy.
He's been backed up.

You know, all that stress
with everything going on.

Aaron, go get the boy.

♪♪

Why's the door locked?

Privacy.

Deacon, get his gun.

♪♪

Didn't bring it.
All right?

I don't carry it around the boy.

This all about custody,
Kathleen?

You kill that family
just to make sure

no one else had a claim to him?

He's a Marigold.

Aaron, the door!

♪♪

He's not in here.

(Betty barking in distance)

He must've gone up
in the ceiling.

♪♪

(grunts)

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

(shovel clatters)

(gun cocks)

Theo!

Come on out, buddy!

KATHLEEN:
None of this is your fault.

Theo, Grandma's waiting.

♪♪

(Betty barking in distance)

♪♪

(chainsaw revving)

♪♪

(grunting)

-Don't move!
-Stop that.

Put the gun down
and tell that boy to stay put.

We're coming to get him.

I'm putting it down.

Easy.

♪♪

(screams)

You shot my finger off!

Shut up! On your knees!

♪♪

(Kathleen whimpering)

Hands behind your back.

(sobs)

(zip tie zipping)

(sirens wailing in distance)

-(tile clanks)
-(grunts)

(tires screeching)

There you are.

(chuckles)

♪♪

Hey, you did great, Theo.
Come with me. Come on.

Hold Betty, okay?
Here we go.

One, two, three, all right.

(thunder crashing)

Now, why am I not surprised?

I'm not gonna stop.

I can't -- I can't do that.
You're a monster.

You need to leave
my family alone.

Family?

What do you know about family?

They --
They don't deserve this.

I didn't deserve
what you did to me.

Didn't you?

You want some truth,
Angie-pants?

You were 15 going on 30.

The way you'd do the little walk
when you knew

that I was watching you.

The tight jeans, huh?

You gave all the boys
a little taste.

But what you wanted was a man.

♪♪

And all I did was give you one.

15 is 15.

And you are still garbage.

I knew it.

Well, pot, meet kettle.

(chuckles)

♪♪

Hey, Lenny.

Enjoy your day.
I mean that.

Go see a movie or something.
Make it nice.

Because I'm gonna kill you.

And you will never
see it coming.

♪♪

♪♪

(thunder rumbles)

♪ If I could,
I'd cry once more ♪

-♪ If I could, waterfall ♪
-(zipper zips)

♪ Warm and clear, crystal blue ♪

Got you two extra neckties.

People are gonna tell you
that the correct way

to store a tie is to hang them.

They're wrong.

We roll them.

♪ Oh, oh, I'd bathe you ♪

You look good.

Um, always keep
your look sharp, Theo.

It helps.

And, um, keep this
in your pocket.

♪ Once more ♪

♪ Oh, oh, I'd save you ♪

Where do I work?

Georgia Bureau
of Investigation.

Mm-hmm.
And who do you ask for?

Will Trent.

Who?

Special Agent Will Trent.

That's right.

Yeah.

Don't forget, you got
that pterodactyl call, too.

Let me hear it.

(imitates
pterodactyl screech)

Yep. That's good, buddy.

Yeah.

-♪ If I could ♪
-(door opens)

♪ I'd cry once more ♪

♪ If I could ♪

Oh. Oh!

(grunts) Okay.

♪ Warm and clear, crystal blue ♪

♪ I'd shower you ♪

(indistinct chatter
on television)

You want some milk?
You still need your calcium.

I'll get it.
I'll get it.

♪ If I could, oh ♪

♪ If I could ♪

You know, too bad we didn't know
about those nut milks sooner.

They're better for you,

and you don't have to have
all those hormones in there.

You know, your brother
went vegan.

(high-pitched whining)

♪ Wash you of the sins
that plague you ♪

Faith?

♪ And you'd be free once more ♪

What if I'd convinced Sam
to turn himself in?

If...I prevented it all
from going down like that,

I-I could've --
I-I could...

♪ Rid you of the curses
that plagued you ♪

I don't want that
to ever happen again.

Well, you could get a job
at an accounting firm.

Researcher, nail tech,
anything safer.

But you chose this job --

a job that will
kick your behind every time.

It's a job with purpose
and authority, risk.

And a job you chose
while being a Black woman.

It's a fact --

You ended Tate Grillo's life

while doing your job.

You own what you did.

Respect that life.

Every asshole
is somebody's child.

And then, you do
what you have to do --

prayer, therapy,
talking to your mom.

♪ And you'll be free ♪

So you can continue
doing your job.

♪ I'd save you ♪

-♪ Rid you of the curses
that plague you ♪
-Come on.

♪ Give you all the praises ♪

(exhales sharply)

♪ Then bring you back to shore ♪

♪♪

(brakes squeal)

♪♪

(cellphone vibrating)

(vibrating stops)

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

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