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So, you only
spoke with me and the officer.

You didn't see anyone else
before we arrived?

Can I take that? Thank you.

Hey, tamika.

I have a few more questions.
I'll be right back.

I got held up in court.

Huh? Central said it was a child?

Fred and joy Peterson's son.

Ollie?

No, the younger one, Frankie.

It's bad, Ralph.

Is that the guy
who called it in?

- Yeah.
- Well, he shouldn't be here.

Have someone take him back to the house.

Tell 'em to keep him there,
keep him happy till I get back.

Hey, George.

You start looking for
security cameras around the area

like shops, homes, traffic lights,

and get a door-to-door canvas
going for possible wits.

- Yeah?
- Detective Anderson.

Yunis sablo, gbi.

Hey, Lou, thanks for coming so quick.

We can help you canvas the area,
anything else you might need.

I appreciate that, I'm down
to one detective, and she's, uh...

Yeah. We met.

So, the coroner said the tissue tears
on the upper torso,

there's teeth impressions
around the edges.

- Animal?
- No.

I was walking the dog.

- Starting from where?
- From my house.

Two-four-six mulberry street.

Mmm-hmm.

What time was this?

5:00, like always.

We walked down the hill,

turned onto barnham street,
headed toward the park.

We go out there so often,
she could take herself.

- Did you stop anywhere?
- No, sir.

Okay, you got to the park...

5:15-ish.

Did you see anybody along the way?

Did, um...

Did anything catch your eye?

Maybe something out of the ordinary...

When we passed that lot
near the park entrance.

There was a Van.

I only noticed it because that lot
always empties out a little after 5:00

and it was the only vehicle still there.

Can you describe it for me?

White.

Double doors in the back,
like for deliveries.

Any lettering on the sides
or numbers, perhaps?

Did you get a license plate number?

- I'm sorry.
- Okay.

So, when you saw the boy, um...

Did you touch him for any reason,

maybe to see if he was still alive
or any reasoning whatsoever?

Still alive?

All right, guys.
Game day breakfast special.

Get 'em while they're weird.

I thought you were making purple.

Well, daddy ran out of blue food color,

and red and blue make purple,
so... green.

Yellow and red make orange.

I'll never understand
how blue and yellow make green.

Thatjust doesn't make sense.

Who's gonna win today, girls?

- Your dragons.
- Dragons.

The dragons, you're right.

At least, I hope so, you know.
We're gonna try.

Mmm-hmm.

If two teams both pray before a game,

- who does god pick?
- He doesn't.

Uh, well, unless it's
Florida-Georgia, honey,

- you know, in that case...
- Terry.

- Georgia's gonna get the pick.
- God doesn't pick.

Then why do they pray?

Uh, well, because it helps them
wanna play at their very, very best,

regardless of the outcome.

- Hmm.
- You know?

So brave, all the families
still wanted to play today.

Uh, yeah, well, you know,

it's not gonna be easy,
but it's been a few days.

I think people wanna try

and see if they can start
to push through.

There you are.

Honey, I gotta go.

The shelter has me running
intake evaluations all morning.

You gonna be okay?

He had Derek under his wing
for two years.

How many times did we put him
in the car with him?

Half the time...

We even waved goodbye.

Ralph...

Derek had cancer.
That man had nothing to do with it.

You go arrest him for what he has done.

I hope to god he resists.

Strike one!

It's all right. Just a single, man.
Come and see me.

Walk's as good as a hit.

Come on, Jimmy,
wait for your pitch, pal.

Connor, get a bat.

Go get 'em, cowboy.

Okay, let's do it.

Ma, it's the cops.

I hope this isn't about
those overdue library books.

No!

What would make someone
do such a thing?

Well, right now, I don't know
any better than you do, Mary.

Just tell me what you saw, specifically,

yesterday afternoon.

I was coming out of Gerald's
with my groceries.

It's not as nice as kroger's,
but it's close to me,

and after my last accident,
I don't like to drive that far.

It was about three o'clock, you said.

Exactly 3:00.

I heard the clock tower chimes,

just as I was leaving.

And I saw the Peterson boy.

What was he wearing?

You know, just boy clothes.

Blue jeans, t-shirt, ball cap.

And what'd you see next?

Hey, Frankie.

Hey there, Mr. Maitland.

That's too bad.

Uh, Ollie will fix it for me
when we get home.

Well, you let me pullover,
I'll give you a ride, okay?

I just assumed
he was taking the boy home.

What about the Van?
Can you tell me anything?

Did you see writing on the side?

Did you get a license plate number?

All I can tell you about
the plate was it was out of state.

Wasn't Georgia colors.

Yellow. White.

Can't bring it up.

- This individual...
- Ralph.

Terry maitland.

I've known him since he was a kid.

T, I need a copy
of Terry maitland's prints.

Correct, coach Terry.

Reach out to the board of education.

They should have them on file. Okay?

Strike three!

Go in there, read him his rights
loud and clear,

so that everyone can hear it.

And then cuff him in front,
so everyone can see.

In front's
against protocol, boss.

Cuff him in front

so everybody can see
and then you bring him out to me.

You're not coming in?

Just bring him out.

- You got it.
- And no guns.

- What if he runs?
- Then we run after him.

There's a couple hundred people
out there.

All right.

Hey, t. You all set?

Just waiting on the statie
with the paper.

Hang on, hejust pulled up.

- Is it sablo?
- It is.

Okay, tell him I'll call
as soon as I see maitland in cuffs.

Okay.

So, you're walking
from your house to your friend Amelia's.

- Uh-huh.
- Mmm-hmm.

Can I have another soda?

Mmm-mmm, juney. One is enough.

She says they'll rot my teeth,

but they're baby teeth,
they're falling out anyhow.

Well, you know what?
Your mom's the boss.

Maybe aftennards, we can ask her again.

Okay, so you were walking near the park.

Just tell me what you saw.

You're all bloody.

He said he got hit by a branch.

But I think he was making it up.

Why's that?

Because when I had a nose bleed once,

it was only under my nose...

But coach Terry had blood all over.

Jesus.

I think he was fighting
with a bad person at the park,

and he got beat up.

I was trying to give her
a little independence.

How could I know?

There's no way
you could know, Dee.

Strike three!

All right. That's okay. Hustle in.

Trevor, hit for Jimmy, please.

Get us a hit out there, buddy.

Coach maitland!

Trevor hasn't hit yet.
Everybody plays. You know that.

Be a hitter out there, pal. Hustle up.

He strikes out, he strikes out,
you know?

Yeah, and we get
knocked out of the tournament.

No one's getting knocked out
of the tournament.

Besides, if he gets a hit,
he'll be able to tell his grandkids.

You ever think about that? Right?

Time! Time!

What's going on, Don?

Terrence maitland,

I'm arresting you for the murder
of Frankie Peterson.

For the what?

Hold out your wrists, please.

What are you talking about?
Hey, hey, what are you doing?

You have the right to remain silent.

Don, what are you doing?

Do you understand
what I'm saying to you?

- Yeah.
- Let's go.

Take over for me.

Cherokee pd's finest.

- Why, thank you.
- Well, you're welcome.

You're absolutely welcome.

Claude.

They're new, right? These?

Nah, man, I got those
three years ago in mcalester.

That's the addict's memo to self.

Must use but I can't use.

Therein lies the struggle right there.

Sounds like you've been to

a few meetings, huh?

Brother, since the last time
you slapped the bracelets on me,

I have been anonymous to death.

Narcotics, the alcohol,
gamblers, debtors,

the sexaholics.

If I was any more anonymous,
I'd be invisible.

Good for you, man. Good for you.

And you're gainfully employed.

You imagine what
the peach crease would be like

without proper management?

No, props to you.

Uh, okay...

What time did Terry maitland come in?

I would say a minute
or two before 8:00.

Yes, sir...

Last song
of miss Jennifer's set was playing.

On.

Next girl always goes up there
on the top of the hour,

so yeah, I'm saying
a minute or two before 8:00.

Hey, coach.

You know where you are, right?

I just need to use your men's room.

I wanna clean up a little bit.

Jeez, I'd hate to see the other guy.

No other guy,
just my nose broke loose again.

It happens all the time.
I tried to clean most of it up.

Do you know if there's
a doc in the box around here?

I might need to get it cauterized again.

There's the quick care
right past the waffle house,

about a mile down burdick.

You driving?

I shouldn't. Can you call me a cab?

And I parked my Van
in the lot around back. Is that okay?

Well, that's for the employees,
but you should be okay for a while.

Where's the men's room?

Turn right at the end of the bar.

Just follow the drunks.

You're a life saver.

He had a change of clothes
with him?

Came out of there wearing fresh threads,
so I'm guessin' yeah.

- Can you describe 'em?
- Yeah.

Clean button-down shirt,

uh, could've been white, gray or pink.

I mean, I don't know
with all the light gels we use in there.

- Mmm-hmm.
- Um...

Blue jeans and a belt.

Big-ass horse head buckle on it.

Like something you'd buy
in a dude ranch gift shop.

What?

I noticed when he walked past me
to the men's...

Mmm.

I saw he had more blood
on the back of his jacket.

All right, say I get a nosebleed
like he said,

how the hell do I get more blood
on the back of my clothes?

Okay, t. Tell sablo he's good to go.

Ralph, thank god. What the hell is this?

Hey!

- Hey, where are you taking him?
- Ralph,

- what the hell are you doing?
- Where are you going?

- Hey, Terry. Terry.
- Glory. Glory, no, no, no.

You need to go home.

What the fuck is he doing
with handcuffs?

The police
are already at your house.

- What are you doing? You can't...
- Glory.

Get the kids...

- Stand back, glory.
- Get the kids and call Howie.

What are you talk... hey! Do not...

- Get the kids... just call Howie.
- Open this door.

- Call Howie. Call Howie.
- Hey, Ralph, you piece of shit!

Ralph!

Dewey sue'em and howe, attorneys at law.

Howard, it's glory.

They just arrested Terry.
They said he killed Frankie Peterson.

Hang on, hang on. They what?

Where did they take him?

- Can you help him?
- Of course I can.

Just tell me where you are.

He wasn't even in town that day.

Trust me, they screwed up big time.

Ralph Anderson said that
the police are at our house right now.

Well, they probably have
a search warrant.

Where are the girls?

They're with me.

Glory, you need to calm down.
Deep breath.

No, I don't, Howard!

Okay, okay. Now, first off,

the girls do not need to see
any more cops today.

So, drop them off at a friend's house.

You know anybody who would take 'em in?

- Spencers.
- Okay, beautiful.

After that,
I want you to go straight home.

See what they wanna take.
Do not let them take anything

but what's listed on that warrant.

Okay.

Now, they might try
to get you talking about Terry.

So, repeat after me.

"On the advice of my lawyer,

I refuse to answer
any of your questions."

"On the advice of my lawyer,

I refuse to answer
any of your questions."

Perfect.

The Peterson boy?

Ralph, you know me.

Now, wasn't he killed on Tuesday?

I wasn't even in town on Tuesday.

Did you guys even check
to see where I was that day?

We know where you were.

I only have one question for you.

Did you ever touch my kid?

How dare you even ask me
that question, Ralph?

So just the Peterson boy?

Or were there others?

You just ruined our lives.

The call came from dispatch.

"There's a fare coming out
of the peach crease."

But guess what?

Lucky me, I'm already there.

What time was this?

8:30 or so.

Hey, coach.
Your wife know where you are?

Ma'am, you need to call your dispatcher

and tell 'em that you just picked me up.

Yeah, thanks.
I wouldn't have thought to do that.

So, we headin' home?

No, ma'am, we're going to
the amtrak station in dubrow.

He didn't want you to take him
to the walk-in clinic up on burdick?

He said that he needed
to take the overnight

to Dallas-fort worth.

- He say anything else?
- Nothing.

Zero.

At first, I thought
maybe they over-served him.

He was halfway to passing out, but...

I didn't smell any alcohol off him.

But his eyes...

Like he wants to be caught on tape.

There's no record of this guy
buying a ticket

on the amtrak overnight
or any other train

by cash or credit card.
And there's no footage

of him reentering the station.

So, what's the taxi
to train station dodge?

Just some bullshit
to try and throw us off the...

You know, off his trail?
I mean, come on.

I don't get it.

This guy has murdered a child.
He wants to avoid arrest,

but everything he does
after that is idiotic.

He goes into a strip club
covered in blood

in front of a bunch of witnesses.

Drives a Van,
leaves it in the employee parking lot.

Calls for a cab,
there's a cab right out front.

And he tells the driver
to register the pickup

with the dispatcher
I mean, fucking hell.

It's like he's begging us to catch him.

But what kind of criminal does that?

One that wants to be punished
for what they did?

Yeah, I don't buy that either.

I'm gonna go.

You still gonna cuff him
tomorrow at the game?

Child killer in a little league uniform?

It's gotta beat gacy
in the clown suit, right?

And that was the path lab on the phone.

They're done with the blood work
from the scene in the Van,

ovennhelming o-neg,
which is a match for the boy,

and a small amount ofab-positive

on the branch and the steering wheel.

Mmm.

Guess what percentage of people
are ab positive?

- Three.
- Try three... percent.

Okay, we're still gonna need DNA.

Actually, five wits
and ton of prints says I don't.

Look, the staties will get it
from the house anyways.

I mean, you get a stray hair off a comb,
doesn't mean Jack

unless we get a swab.

You okay there, sport?

Let's go.

Mr. Maitland, I'm Kenneth Hayes
from the county d.A.'S office.

I'm not gonna talk to you or anyone else

- until my lawyer gets here.
- You told Mr. Anderson

that you were out of town

the afternoon of the murder.
Is that true?

I'm not talking to you or anyone else

- until my lawyer gets here.
- Until your lawyer gets here. No, I...

I heard you the first time.

Which would you say is your good side?

Because in this state,
we can hold you for 48 hours

without charging you.

But if you can't help us
clear this up by then,

well then, we have to take you
down to the courthouse

for arraignment.

It'll be major news by then.

And the place will be swarming
with media monkeys

and their cameras, so...

What do you think?
Left side? Right side?

Do you wanna help yourself out?

Let us take a cheek swab.

I mean, if I'm an innocent man,
I'd demand it.

Lawyer.

Your DNA doesn't match the killer's...

Poor d.A. Hayes here,
is up for reelection,

he can't afford to lose
a high-profile case like this.

Time after time,

whenever I think I have a case
good enough to prosecute,

do you know what he always says to me?

- "How am I going to lose?"
- Always.

Can't get him out from behind his desk

unless I got a gold-plated slam dunk.

Now look at him.

He's bright-eyed. He's ready to go.

What's it tell you?

Terry?

Lawyer.

Okay.

We'll wait for his guy.

Oh, uh...

Just one more question.

Feel free not to answer,
but do you have any idea

what your blood type is by any chance?

Ab positive, right?

- Hey, here he is.
- Howie.

- How you doin', kid?
- I'll let you two chat.

- I'm okay.
- Hang in, I'll be right back.

Fellas, is this just a massive mistake

that we can clear up right here and now

or have you both lost
your fucking minds?

There's nothing wrong
with my fucking mind.

What did he tell you?

- "Wait till my lawyer gets here."
- I assumed that.

I mean when you first brought him in
for questioning.

There was no initial interview.

Hold on.

You arrested him
in front of over 100 people

without giving him a chance
to explain himself,

without even attempting
to verify his story?

With the evidence we had,

we didn't want to risk
that he would run.

Run?

You arrested him

in front of his family and his neighbors

when you could have
just as easily posted cops

around the stadium,
waited for the game to be over,

and then picked him up at his home.

Ralph, I know you.
You're a decent guy. Why?

First off, Howard, I didn't arrest him.

I had Don harrier and Tom yates
do that for me.

And the reason being
if I had to put my hands on him,

I don't know
that I could've trusted myself

not to beat the fucking shit out of him.

I didn't want to give you that
to work with at trial.

Unbelievable.

You wanna see what he did
to Frankie Peterson?

What someone did.

Officer.
Move that car for me, please.

Mrs. Maitland, we have a warrant

to search the premises
and remove any items

belonging to your husband,
Terrence maitland.

Yes, my lawyer told me.

There's nothing listed here.

Does that mean you can take anything?

Given the nature of the crime,
it's at our discretion.

Wait, that's my daughter's.

That's not... that is not even Terry's.

God damn it.

So, you like little boys, coach?

Okay, stop.

Just tell us why Terry's here.

Lay it all out.
Or I go right to the press and I say

you've arrested a leading citizen,

ruined his reputation,
terrified his wife and children,

but won't tell us why.

For starters, fingerprints.

- My fingerprints?
- Mmm-hmm.

On frank Peterson's body.

In the Van.

- In what Van?
- The Van you used to abduct him.

On his bike, which we found
in the back of the Van.

And on the branch you used
to sodomize him.

Holy shit.

Wouldn't be the first time
fingerprints were planted.

Oh, a few, maybe. But 70? 80?
And in blood?

Yeah, and we got a slew
of witnesses, each of whom

identified him out of a photo array
without hesitation.

You know the definition
of a witness, Ralph, right?

A person who thought they saw something.

Maybe you guys should go with
the ab positive match instead.

Population of Georgia's four million.

Three percent of four mil
is, what, 120,000 suspects,

assuming the killer's not
from Alabama or Florida.

It's a fucking nightmare.

- It's a nightmare.
- So end it.

End it. Tell us why you did it.

Tell us why in any way you want
in order to paint yourself

in the best possible light.

- Were you on new meds?
- No.

- Did you black out?
- No.

Were you hallucinating?
Are you paranoid schizophrenic?

- Help us help you.
- But tell us something

before the DNA swabs come back
and you might avoid the needle.

- The needle?
- I was in cap city.

From when to when?

I left my house at 9:00 am. On Tuesday.

I was back the next day,
vvednesday, noon.

Anybody with you?

Yeah, Jerry frost and Bob Barry.

What was in cap city?

It was a conference
for secondary school English teachers.

A conference on what?

On censorship. Banning books.

Modern language association
held it at the Babcock hotel.

We got in there before the guest lunch

and then right into
the afternoon panel discussion.

What time was this?

After lunch. 2:00. Two o'clock, yeah.

Went about an hour,
they took questions, 45 minutes.

- How convenient.
- Not for you, it isn't.

After that, the three of us
just walked around the hotel,

we watched some of the braves game.

5:30, there was another panel,
we attended that.

Then we went to dinner there
at the hotel,

stuffed with people.
Had a beer at the bar.

Again, crowded.

Went upstairs, lights out.

First thing in the morning,
downstairs, 7:00 am,

checkout, breakfast,
right back here, home.

I can't believe you are first
asking all of this now.

I explained to you why.

Oh, right. He might have
hopped on a tramp steamer

and fled to Madagascar.

You're making a very bad mistake here.

No, there's no mistake.
And in a day or two,

we'll have the DNA back
from the swabs to clinch it.

If it doesn't Bury you.

You've had him for four days.
I want him back.

Ms. Peterson, I understand,

but that's the coroner's decision.

He needs to make sure many things...

Let me Bury my son!

You don't understand, all right.

- Ralph, they won't give me...
- Not now.

There he is.

Did you do it?
Did you do that to my son?

Did you kill my son?

Did you kill him?
Did you kill my son, Terry?

Look at me!

Look at me, motherfucker!

All right,
everybody up. Let's go.

All right, next group.

Feet on paint, squat and cough.

All right, I want a foot on each
and squat.

Deeper.

I want your ass 8 inches

from the floor, no more, no less.

Hey, that's the dude
that did that kid.

That's you, right?

All right, everybody up.

All right, move. Let's go!

Move it!

I ain't got all day! Come on! Let's go!

Babcock hotel,
how may 1 direct your call?

Yeah, Jonathan Hughes
in security, please.

Security.

Hey, Jon, it's Alec pelley.

Hey, how the hell are ya, buddy?

I'm doing good, man. I'm doing good.

Listen, I'm about an hour from you now.

Uh, I could really use your help
with something I'm looking into

for Howie saloman. You'll be around?

Get my line
together down there, fellas. Let's go.

Hurry up.

Come on. Let's go.

- I can't go in there.
- Is that right?

- I can't go in there.
- I say you were born to go in there.

Larry, let's not lose another one,
okay by you?

Let's go.

Let's go.

- Come on. Let's go.
- Let's go, let's go.

We need to question those two teachers
he said he had with him in cap city.

Yeah, tamika's got one
in the box as we speak.

You hear anything from that yet?

Well, so far, hejust backs up
everything maitland said.

The other guy's been callin'
all afternoon,

pissed off we haven't reached out.

So, we need to get someone
over to that hotel,

othennise saloman's investigator's
gonna beat us to the security tape.

Yeah, he probably already has.
But so what?

It's not like he can tuck it
under his arm

- and throw it in his trunk.
- Yeah, right.

Even if he sees a guy on there
that looks like maitland,

it's inconclusive.

Going up against what we've got?

And freeze it right there again.

Is that your guy?

Ah! Hell, I guess it could be.

We've got nothing
from inside the gift shop.

We just don't surveil in there.

You got no other
conference footage at all?

That's it.

The bar or the restaurant?

I don't know,
the hallway outside his room?

Yeah, I mean there was
a public access TV crew

covering the conference that day.

Maybe something with them.

Jessa.

Jessa.

- Wake...
- No! I will not! I will not!

- I will not!
- Shh! It's okay.

Mom!

Tell him to get out of my room.
Tell him to get out.

It's just a bad dream.
It's okay. No one's here, my love.

There's no one here. It's okay.
Look. Look.

No one's here.
You're having a bad dream. It's okay.

He was here.
He was saying bad things to me.

I know. I'm sorry.

- Mommy.
- It's just a bad dream. Yes?

What's happening?
What's wrong with her?

She's just having a bad dream.
It's okay. Go back to bed.

- Okay.
- It's not a bad dream.

He was here.

Yeah.

Hey, I just sent you a link.

Would you take a look at it
and tell me what you think?

Jesus.

I hope that answered your question.

Anyone else?

Yes, sir.

Hi, uh, I don't understand.
Slaughterhouse five is banned

in part because, uh, I guess,
of its unsparing take on war,

but the iliad,

which is infinitely more bloody
and graphic is required reading.

So I was wondering if
any of you could respond to that.

Yeah. William, you're our homer expert.

Why don't you take a crack at it?

Ralph, is that or is that not
Terry maitland

on the same day, roughly the same time

as Frankie Peterson was murdered
70 miles away?

Poof

The painful fact

is that juries rarely convict
on fingerprint evidence alone.

What about your witnesses?

A small child?

A, uh, senior citizen

who only drives two miles a week
because of poor eyesight?

A strip club bouncer

with a rap sheet longer than my leg.

No, once saloman gets a hold
of them on cross...

Yeah, but they saw him.
They ld'd him.

Every single one of them rang true.

So you're saying it's all gonna
come down to DNA evidence?

I'm starting to have
my doubts about that.

- We're still talking.
- No, I talked to you.

Now I'm gonna go to the hotel
in cap city.

The charge is withdrawn?

It's over?

Not quite.

Problem is when they arrest you,

you get put on the justice train,

and the train has no brain.

All it knows is to stop
at every station,

so in a couple of days

you'll have your arraignment
with judge landy.

But I can promise you this,

by the time you reach that courthouse,

I will make damn sure every reporter

and every TV station in the state

has a copy of that video
so there is no way

landy will deny you bail.

Now, the da,
he's gonna quack like a duck

because he's got
a heap of forensic evidence,

and he's very proud of it.

But I can tell you now, Terry,

what we've got beats what they've got.

We've got a video tape
and we've got witnesses.

I want more.

Of what?

I want more physical forensic evidence
to match theirs.

From the Babcock?

It's been five days
since he's been there.

A boy can dream, can't he?

Maybe there's something.

Does this guy look familiar at all?

Thank you.

Hey, there. How are you doin'?

- Holding my own, some of theirs.
- That's good to hear.

Did you happen to be working on Tuesday?

That was the day
of the teachers' conference.

I'm here every day. It's my shop.

Could I ask you to look
at these photos, please?

Tell me if you've seen this man.

- They're kinda grainy.
- Mmm.

- Same guy?
- Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, he was in here.

You sure?

See those books?

You know why they're up there?

'Cause nobody buys them.
They're too expensive.

No one ever took that one down
off the stand

before this guy came in,
but he didn't buy it.

But he thought about it.

- Um, which one?
- Red spine.

Has anyone touched that book
since he was here?

- Are you kidding?
- How much?

- Hey, Alec.
- Hey, Ralph.

Any chance there's a photo book
in that bag?

- Yeah.
- Great.

You know if you find
maitland's prints on there,

you'd be doing us a favor.

Shit, I hope I don't.

Well, either way,
you're gonna have a hell of a time

with that TV footage.

Well, unless these turn out
to be someone else's prints,

all of a sudden, your TV footage
doesn't look so good.

Okay, this is
from the cap city Sheraton.

This is from the crime scene.

And this is Terry maitland's
booking sheet.

Drum roll?

They all match.

Bullshit.

He can't have been
in two places at once.

That's... hard.

You, uh... you log these into evidence?

Ihadto.

Well, then Howie saloman
gets his mitts on them in discovery.

You know,

back in the '90s, there was
this Colombian soccer player

who scored a goal in his own net
during the world cup.

And as a result,

his team was eliminated.

You remind me of that guy.

- If Terry maitland is innocent...
- Which he's not.

If he is,

we're not done.

This happens again...

How badly do you wanna win, Kenneth?

I don't know, Ralph.
How badly do you wanna lose?

Happy birthday, baby.

Happy birthday.

Oh, god, I miss him so much.

I would do... I would do anything.

Anything.

He knows.

Does he know?

I couldn't bear to think othenlvise.

Baby, I've been a lawman
for over 20 years,

And it just kills me.
Just kills me.

That you can't get justice for Derek.

It's just, there are times
on the job where I...

I really feel like it colors
everything I do,

everyjudgment, every decision.

Like, um...

Like Terry maitland.

Ralph,

if for one minute,

you can just stop
thinking about Derek,

and put aside

all the contradictory evidence
on both sides, all of it.

Hmm.

Answer me this.

From your gut,

do you think Terry maitland
killed that boy?

I can't tell. I don't know.
I really don't know.

You should have come with this.
The wait wasn't so bad.

Hey, t, can you come in here, please?

Will you take a look at this for me?

Tell me what you see.

- Terry maitland.
- Mmm-hmm.

Look a little closer.

Is he giving us the finger?

Hey, child killer.

Hey. Child killer.

Blood cries for blood. You hear me?

Tomorrow morning,
when you get back from court,

we'll be waiting for you.

Believe that.