All language subtitles for Everything.She.Ever.Wanted.2009.1080p.WEBRip.x264-RARBG

I don't see the point.

We all know how it ended.

The trouble you're
referring to

is really rather
subjective, isn't it?

You should know there
was no trouble at first.

[gun fires]
[woman screaming]

That's not exactly true.

I don't know why I cause
such chatter, seven years.

Seven years really
isn't that much.

I can tell you right now
that if it was a man,

a man and a younger woman,
no one would bat an eye.

But this was
the South, conservative,

God-fearing.

One was expected to do
what's proper,

traditional,

respectable, I guess.

But a woman marrying a
man seven years her junior

in a small mining
town like Monticello,

well, that was trouble.

A genuine scandal.

They were all so self-righteous,

it was like being a caged bird.

I can tell you, I was
anything but traditional,

but I was respectable.

When Tom and I got
married, scandalous or not,

nobody missed it.

Invites went out to everyone,
everyone who mattered.

[Pat cries]

As God as my witness,
I will survive this.

If I have to beg, lie, or steal.

As God as my witness,

I will.

Honey, I don't know the lines.

Where will I go,
what will I do?

Who will take care of me?

Well, frankly, my dear.
Um...

Why, frankly...

who cares?

[audience applauds]
[slow orchestral music]

Bravo.

Do I still have to
wear this mustache?

Yes, you do,
sugar, all day long.

It's all wrong.

The pavilion isn't anything
like I asked it to be.

And is it really too much to ask

that our guests dress
in the proper attire?

Half of them aren't dressed
any way I asked them to be.

Tom: Hey, it's our wedding,
everything's just fine.

I just want everything
to be perfect.

Well, it is.

Where in God's name
is my sister?

Phil: I thought your
niece was kidding.

No time to turn around.

Hey Debbie,
who's your date today?

I lose track.

Where's your dress, Rachel?

I thought it was
just your mom and Tom.

Well, you better
figure something out

'cause she's already in a tizzy.

Another 15 minutes, you
would've missed the ceremony.

Your mama and daddy
are late, aren't they?

They're a little late.

Hi, Big Dan, you look nice.

Make sure you stand on
the step behind her.

My parents didn't show up.

I can't believe
they did this to us.

Oh, sugar, we talked
about this before now.

We both agreed that

we know certain people do not
deserve a place at our table.

We are not going to let
it ruin it for us, are we? Hm?

-Finally, Rachel.
-I'm so sorry.

-You look stunning, stunning.
-Yeah, you like it?

It's wonderful, all of it.

Well, me and Tom, we're just
like two peas in a pod now.

-Hey, Phil.
-Doesn't Mama look good?

Congratulations.

Thank you, now, why don't
y'all go run and get changed?

We're right about
to take the photo.

Oh, no, Pat, I'm sorry,
we're dressed.

I thought it was optional.

Well, I can go back
into town and change.

Well, there's just
not enough time.

Rachel, you're
the maid of honor.

This is all planned out

and now this is just
going to ruin everything.

Come on, come on.

We'll hide you behind
someone, now, come on, Phil.

I want you to hold onto Jim.

Darling, would you--
would you be a sweetheart,

and let me borrow your shawl?

Well, you look so...
[overlapping chattering]

would you look at that hat,
I love it.

Now cover yourself up, okay?

And Phil, why don't you
squat down a little?

Tom:
Grandma, Grandpa, come on.

Aunt Darlene, get in closer.

Aunt Darlene, you too.

I'm fine right here.

Tom: Everybody turn around
and get in this picture.

Pat: Dan, where are you going?
Stay down here, all right.

-Come on in, everyone.
-Everybody facing forward?

Okay, I know,
looks nice and happy.

Photographer:
All right, everyone.

-Ready?
-Smile.

What is reality, I ask you?

It's whatever we want it to be.

Truth doesn't matter,
it's what people believe.

Perception is reality.

You know what I mean?

There's smart people and
there's stupid people,

-like donkeys.
-Yeah, I know what you mean.

Donkeys. [laughs]

Oh, hi.

Hi.

Rachel: Pat.

-What?
-Oh, my gosh.

That's a nice big
boy right there.

Just made his day, that's all.

James, keep the car running.

-James: I'll be right here.
-Pat?

You okay? Tell me about Miami.

Yes, I'm fine...
Miami, well,

oh, well,
we never saw much of Miami.

We never left our room.

I don't want to hear this.

Rachel, I'm telling you,

you should have
married a younger man.

I mean, before 35,
they're like stallions.

After that, might as well
throw them out to pasture.

Okay, I'm not listening.

And Tom, they should
be breeding him.

Oh, my God, I can't believe it.

This place is
finally up for sale.

Oh, my Lord, can you imagine
asking such a price?

I have had my eye on
this place for years.

I just had this
feeling in my gut,

I am destined to live there,
come on, come on.

We're both happy, Tom's here.

Daddy, I was
hoping we could talk.

I'm not loaning
any more money, Tom.

I don't need money, Daddy.

I've had a good job
for six months now.

Punching a clock, barely
more than minimum wage.

-You call that a good job?
-Walter.

I paid for his education,
I got a right to my say.

Enjoy your honeymoon?

-Yeah, we did.

And how did you
manage to pay for that?

That's our business.

Nothing in this
town is your business.

It's everybody's business
when you run around

with another woman,
an older woman

while you're still married.

How do you think that makes
us look, your mama and me?

Angela and I were
as good as split

when I started seeing Pat, you
know how Angela treated me.

What I know is,

you made an oath under
God and his name,

and now your wife is trying
to raise two kids on her own.

Pat is my wife now
and I love her.

Do you have any idea
how much that hurt me,

you and Mama not
coming to my wedding?

She dated half the
men in Monticello

before she finally
settled on you.

Come again?

I want you off my property.

You might let him talk to you
that way, Mama, but I won't.

Hi, Daddy.

Hey, Danny, come here, Sarah.

Sarah: Daddy, Daddy, Daddy.

Hey, I'm gonna come to your
T-ball game Friday night,

champ, you like that?

He isn't playing T-ball,
he doesn't have the right shoes.

He can't afford to do half
the stuff other kids can do.

Angela, I just gave
you money last week,

more than the
court even ordered.

Well, it wasn't enough.

I see what's her
name running around

with all them fancy clothes,
you can afford that.

Come here, baby.

I suppose if I was
her age, though,

I'd need all the help
I could get, go on.

Angela.

Angela, I got a right
to see my kids.

No trouble, please, Tom.

I'll see what I can do about
a visit, just leave, okay?

[slow music]

Okay, now, almost there,
don't cheat, all right?

I'm not cheating.

Come on, we're almost
there, and open them.

[laughs]

Can you believe it,
it's 57 acres,

eight bedrooms,
a private master bath.

And the best part of all, sugar,
around there is the stable.

We could have
our very own horses.

Tom: What kind of fee plan?
We can't afford this.

We sell my car,
we both use your truck,

and we can make some extra
money by taking care of horses.

Tom: We can't afford the
down payment on the loan.

Well, I thought about that too.

You know how your grandpa's
been having a hard time

with Nona ever since
she's had the stroke?

They sell their house, we
use that as the down payment,

they move in here with us.

They have a whole wing that
they can have all to themselves,

and then we'll pay them
back as soon as we can.

It'll be tight, we'll have
to cut out other things.

I'll do whatever it takes.

This is something I've
always dreamed of.

It's our very own Tara.

Oh, just say yes.

Pat, no.

Pat.

Pat, Pat.

Pat: What? Come on, say yes.

-Say yes.
-Maybe, maybe.

We'd have so much fun,
our own private master bath.

I learned the power of being
a woman at a young age.

My father left when I was three.

Pat's Mother:
Let's talk about this.

I saw how men do,
they want only one thing,

and they want it
simple and easy.

But a woman has wants too.

I learned
how to get what I wanted.

Now, that may be unsavory to
some, but I can tell you this.

I never went without.

[slow rock music]

[cork pops]

Whoa.
[group laughs]

Oh, that was good,
you be in charge.

That's your job tonight,
hi, how you doing?

Nice to see you.

Oh, thank you,
welcome to our house.

You keep pouring that,
get everyone drunk.

The lady of the house
needs a drink.

-Thank you, yes.
-It's a grand party.

That's good.
[overlapping chattering]

Hi, nice to see you, hi.
[glasses clinking]

[overlapping chattering]

Hi.

[Pat laughs]

Man: It's me!
[laughs]

All right.

It's okay, isn't it,
that we did this?

Yes, of course it is.

I'm glad we helped them
buy this house, George.

I think we're going
to be very happy here.

Thank you.

For what?

For 53 years.

Nona: Oh.
[laughs]

Shoot.

That's what I'm
talking about to him.

There he is now,
will you excuse me?

Man: Oh, of course.

Pat: What are you doing
here all by yourself?

Pat, when I said
to get a couple things

for a house warming,
I didn't think

we'd be entertaining
the whole town.

Oh, sugar, they're just
a few of our friends.

Not half of them, hell,
why do we gotta impress a bunch

of folks we don't even know?

[Pat laughs]
They know us,

we're gonna be the talk
of the town.

This town's got enough talk.

Oh, you're starting to
sound just like your daddy.

Don't say that,
don't ever compare me to him.

I just don't think we need
to flaunt what we don't have.

But we do have it, look around.

It's all ours.

Now, you're gonna come in
and help me host this?

Hey, sweetie.

So Mama's really
outdone herself.

Oh, yeah, almost give
poor Tom a heart attack.

Poor thing doesn't
know what he's in for.

What do you mean by that?

Well, you know, I mean,
Tom is so simple,

and your mother, God bless
her, is anything but simple.

[silverware clinking]
Right.

Can I have
everyone's attention?

Come on, honey, come here.

As you can all probably imagine,

my lovely wife Pat
is responsible

for every piece of furniture,
artwork, drapes,

hell, even the dust is
in its proper place.

[laughs]

Dust.
[laughs]

A little something
for our new home.

What?

I thought we'd name the estate

for your brother, Glenn.

[group exclaims]

If you agree, of course.

[slow ambient music]

[quiet overlapping chattering]

That's just beautiful,
of course.

Well, this home,

this evening, it was just
everything I ever wanted,

and having y'all here,
well, this is a good day.

Thank you for being here
and sharing it with us.

Welcome to Glennwood.

[claps]

Come back a lot.

[slow piano music]

[horse whinnies]

[horses galloping]

No, now, come on,
we're going home.

Come on.

You did a good, good job, hmm?

That's right, we'll take
a little ride later.

[horse whinnies]

Whoa, whoa, girl, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, girl.

-Stable Hand: I've got her.
-Walter: I'm Tom's father.

Yes, I know who you are,
Mr. Allanson.

I apologize if I startled you.

I just wanted to see for myself.

See what?

How my son is spending
money he doesn't have.

Your son, my husband,

is finally living
the life he deserves,

which you always seemed
so determined to ruin.

Why is that?

I want to show you something.

Hey, baby, what you doing?

What happened,
what's the matter?

It was Walter.

What did my daddy do?

Grandma, Grandpa?

They're not here,
[sniffs] I was here alone.

I was riding, and he was here.

He is a sick man.

He came after...

he came after me
and he assaulted me, and--

What?

And... [cries]

and he unzipped his pants
and he exposed himself.

Baby.
[Pat cries]

[overlapping chattering]

Will you talk
to Daddy, Walter?

Why on earth they
think they need to live

with Tom is beyond me.

They think the world of Pat,
I just don't understand it.

You have to tell me that?

Well, you don't think
the world of anyone, Walter,

not even me, your own sister.

[dramatic music]
[objects clattering]

Are you insane?

He assaulted my wife,
he exposed himself.

That's ridiculous.

Were you on my property?

Yes, I was, to have my say,

because I know how
this is going to end.

I'm gonna have to pick up
the pieces, like I always do.

You ever set foot near my home,
you ever touch my wife again,

and I will kill you.

Your wife is a liar.

She's a damn whore,

everyone in town knows that
but you.

Darlene: Tom, Tom!

You're a sick son of a bitch,
you're nobody, you're dead.

[slow blues music]

[door slams]

Did you call the police?

What are they gonna do,
arrest my daddy?

It's Pat's word against his.

He's a powerful man
with powerful friends.

He's never had nothing
but disrespect

for Mama from the start.

Pat, Pat, what is that?
[slow piano music]

-Pat: It's nothing.
-Rachel: What is that?

It's nothing.

It's an infection, that's all.

An infection from what?

I don't know, it...

I've had it a few times before.

It seems to happen
when I have stress.

Please don't make a
mountain out of a molehill.

Now, I think it's best
if we all just forget

what happened today, hmm?

Excuse me.

Walter: We've been married
35 years, Carolyn,

and I can read your mind,
just come out with it.

-Tom's a good boy.
-Oh, here we go,

you want to take his side

after what he accused me
of doing?

-Do you believe that woman?
-No, Walter,

but Tom's whole life,

all he's ever wanted
was your approval,

and you've never given it.

You didn't speak
to him for a month

when he quit going to church,

almost a year when he
dropped out of college.

You took Angela's side
in the divorce.

Just once he wants
you on his side.

[gun fires]

Walter: Carolyn, get down.

Carolyn: Walter, look out!

[glass shatters]
[Carolyn screams]

Walter: I don't
know who's shooting.

[both yelling]
Walter: Jesus!

[gun fires]
[Carolyn screams]

Jesus!

[tires squealing]

[siren wails]

You have any idea who might've
done this to you, Mr. Allanson?

Yeah, Tom.

Look, I know the two of
you have had your troubles

in the past, but you really
think he'd try and kill you?

He's desperate, he's broke,
that reason enough?

Dan, Grandpa,
everything all right?

Walter and Carolyn's car got
shot up down near Savannah.

Dan says they're okay.

What?

Shot?

Yeah, someone unloaded
a thirty ought six at them

while they were driving
onto their property.

My God.

Listen, I'm gonna have
to get you to come down

and answer questions for me.
You understand, Tom.

Hey, Pat wants
to have the family over

for dinner tomorrow night.

I'll be working late.

You always work late
when my family gets together.

Hey, why are you so dressed up?

This is your nice shirt.

I wasn't going to tell you
'til I knew for sure,

but I'm up for the
promotion in Denver.

Well, I don't want
to move to Denver.

My entire family's here.

Exactly.

What's that supposed to mean?

-Nothing. I gotta run.
-No, it wasn't-

It wasn't nothing.

Look, I know my sister
is a bit eccentric,

but she practically raised
me when our mama died.

I can handle eccentric,
Rachel, they border on crazy.

I mean, have you ever
wondered why Pat's daughter

Susan moved away and doesn't
speak to the family anymore?

Doesn't that pique
your curiosity?

[phone rings]

Hello?

Debbie:
Hey, did Mama call you?

No, why, what's wrong?

Debbie:
Walter and Carolyn got shot

and they think it was Tom.

What?

Debbie:
I'll come by and pick you up.

Okay.

[slow music]

[siren wails]
[walkie talkie mumbles]

I told you, we weren't
within 50 miles of Savannah.

We're on our way back from
a horse show in Atlanta.

Call the gas station, we
stopped to fill up halfway.

Mr. Allanson, we have
more than one witness

who overheard you threatening
to kill your father

just a couple of days ago.

I was angry,
it was a figure of speech.

Do you have any idea
what that man did to me?

He assaulted me on
my very own property.

And here you're believing
everything he says,

as though his word
was the gospel.

That may very well be,

but we are investigating
a different crime here.

Do you have any idea
who Walter Allanson is?

This man has more enemies
than you can shake a stick at,

treats everyone as though
they're beneath him--

Hey, Pat,
you gotta understand--

Which is exactly
where he wants you to be,

so he could step all over you.

So before you start believing
another word that he says,

I suggest you dig under a
couple more rocks instead

of assuming his very own son
would do something like this.

Dan: Absolutely.

Ma'am, I have seen plenty
of family quarrels,

and 99% of the time,
it's always the guy

that could never do
a thing like this.

Pat: What a ridiculous waste
of time,

-let's get out of here--
-Pat, Pat.

What are they saying?

Nothing much, as usual,
just spouting off,

just trying to justify
their own badges.

-Pat.
-Sir?

Tom: You made
your point about it,

you've made your point, okay?

Keep it down.

Okay, so good news, we just
confirmed your gas receipt.

You weren't anywhere
near Savannah

at the time of the shooting.

Someone was
at that gas station.

Doesn't mean it was you.

Seems like you got
your mind made up.

Either arrest me
or I'm going home.

We'll be in touch.

Let's go, girls.
Come on, Pat.

That's the thing about people,

especially in a town
like Monticello.

Once they get their minds
made up about something,

there's no changing it.

All it takes is one thing

to turn your whole
life upside down.

My poor Tom.

He had no idea what these
people would do to him.

Sugar?

What you doing home?

I got fired.

Fired?

What for?

Fired, why'd you get fired?

Remember that bar fight
I told you about four years ago?

Someone called the head of HR,

told them that I was arrested,
spent time in jail.

Someone, it wasn't just
someone and you know it.

I don't know that.

Tom, people don't get
fired for no reason.

What's happened?

Walter got Tom fired.

We don't know that.

Pat:
God, you're so naive.

That man is trying
to ruin our lives.

He's walking all over us.

What do you want me
to do about him?

Hell, everyone in town thinks
I took those shots at him.

Be a wonder if I get a job
within 50 miles a here.

She's been like this all day.

Pat: Do you feel nauseous?

A little, I'm so tired.

Well, you have a fever.

I know, I'll make you some tea.

A remedy my mama taught me,
been passed down

from the ladies in our family
for generations.

[slow guitar music]

Tom: How's Grandma?

Better.

Pat takes good care of her,
she's a good woman, Tom.

Fire in her belly,
but nothing wrong with that.

You're a lucky man.

I don't know, Grandpa.

Sometimes I'll feel
like my luck's run out.

I'm tired of dragging you
in the middle of all this.

Son, your daddy's been
a hard man his whole life.

Not much chance for
me to stay out of it.

Look, don't let him put a
value on what you have here.

He'll never understand it.

It might make things
difficult for awhile,

but he can never take it away
from you, either.

Yes, siree.

[crickets chirping]

I love the sounds out here.

No matter what
happens in the world,

frogs and cicadas
don't give a hoot's ass

about our problems, do they?

[sighs deeply]

Tom:
Hey, hon, what are you doing?

Oh, I'm just writing
a letter to a friend.

I still sometimes
like to write letters,

I find it more personal.

Maybe I should get a job.

Uh-uh, you've got enough stress,
I don't want you working.

Well, I gotta do something.

I keep thinking that us getting
married made things worse

between you and your daddy.

I don't care about that.

Maybe your mama could help us.

Tom: She tried.

Well, she should try again.

They're the only
ones with the kind

of money that can help us.

Tom:
I'm not gonna go begging.

We don't want
to lose the house.

What are you talking about?

Well, my friend, Diane,
she's going with a guy

who works at your daddy's
law firm,

and she says that Angela
has secured a place

in your daddy's will.

How long before
she convinces him

she should get
your entire share?

Who cares about that stuff?

Well, you should care,
it's not just about the money.

It's the principle of the
thing, and the respect.

Besides, it's not just about us.

Your grandma and grandpa,
they've put out an awful lot

to give us all this.

I don't know, I think
it's worth another try.

Now you're going to tell her

-just like I told you.
-I got it.

Mama?

Mama, it's me, Tom.

I know, I know, Mama,
but I need to talk.

This business with Daddy
and me, it's gotta end.

Can I come over?

It's not up to him.

Okay.

Okay, Mama.

Okay, bye.

She said she'd talk to him,

but I shouldn't call
the house again.

That's okay, that's good, huh?

[slow blues music]

[horse whinnies]

Well, he really
scratched the bottom

of the well, hasn't he?

You didn't come all this way
just to insult me, did you?

Where's Tom?

He didn't want to see you.

He doesn't have a choice,
I've come for my check.

I can see what he meant now.

He told me I was the first
woman he'd ever been with,

and it never made
much sense 'til now.

Well, you have had
lots of practice.

Pat, get in the house.

You've gotta be kidding me.
[laughs]

[overlapping chattering]

-How you doing?
-How are you? Good to see you.

You are a heavy boy.

Walter Allanson, you knew
he was lying, didn't you?

Walter:
I can't help you, Edison.

Yeah, nobody can help me,
nobody can help me now.

He was your client,
and you knew--

Dan: Put the gun down.

I said put the gun down.

Officer: Put the gun down!

-Dan: Put the gun down.
-Officer: Don't move!

Edison: You ruined my life, man,
he ruined my life!

So did he really pull a gun?

Right there in broad daylight,

said he was going to shoot
him, the man was crazy.

You're lucky
you weren't hurt, Rachel.

Now, I told her that too.

You should have seen him, Tom.

He just stood there,
didn't even flinch,

like he thought
he was invincible.

Well, at least someone
had the courage

to confront the man.

Where are you going?

You can find
your own ride home.

Well, I didn't mean that.
Tom!

Don't leave.

Tom: What's up, Dan?

Dan: How you doing, buddy?

Tom: Good.

How's Pat?

She'll be all right,
you know Pat.

She's got a flare
for the dramatic.

Can I get you to take a
look at something real quick?

What's this?

You wouldn't know anything
about that, would you?

Your father got it in the mail
a couple of days ago.

Probably the
poor son of a bitch

who went after him
in front of Rachel.

Yeah, no, he was in jail.

Well, postmarked from Savannah.

I told Walter I'd look
into it, that's all.

I haven't been
to Savannah, Dan.

Well, that's all
I needed to hear.

You know, Walter's had a lot
of land deals around there,

so I'm not surprised,
to tell you the truth.

Miracle he's still alive.

Look at you.

How about a little wager,
what do you think?

I'm broke.

He's broke.
[laughs]

So I'll throw a game or two.

Well, at least
he made it home.

I shouldn't have said
those thing I said.

All this trouble
with Walter has just

about brought Tom to his knees.

Debbie: He really walks
all over Tom, doesn't he?

Sometimes I wish
they had been killed.

Mama.

I know, that's
a terrible thing to say.

When Tom was little,
Walter used to slap him

in front of others,

not to hurt him,
but to humiliate him.

Well, Tom's too big
to be slapped now,

but Walter sure tries
to humiliate him.

I hate that man.

It'll all be okay, Mama.

Once they get to know you,

it'll be like this
never happened.

I hope you're right,
you're the only one

I can tell these things to.
Don't tell anyone, you promise?

Especially not
Rachel, God forbid.

Am I hearing this right?

You're confiding in me
and not Rachel?

Of course, why wouldn't I?

Because I always thought
you were closer

with her than me.

I can't believe
I'm hearing this.

Nothing ever comes between
a mother and daughter,

don't you know that?

Besides, you and me,
we've always had more in common.

Since when?

Oh, Rachel seems to think

that the world just
falls into place, and,

well, I guess it does for her.

But you and me,
we know it's not that easy.

Sometimes you have to take
what's rightfully yours,

and you can't be
afraid to do that.

All these rich folk
with their fancy cars

and their expensive clothes,

nobody just handed that to them.

They went after it,
they just went right out

and took it, you understand?

I think so.

Good, you remember that,
it's important.

Thanks for the ride.

-I love you.
-Debbie: Love you too, Mama.

Hey, you okay?

Tom: I'm sorry I walked out.

I'm sorry too, sugar.

It's all my fault.

What you doing?

I just read a
letter from my mother,

it came in the mail today.

"Dear Tom, please don't tell
anyone I wrote this letter.

Come by on Memorial Day,
your daddy will be working.

The neighbors will be
in town for the fireworks.

I'll be home, I want to help,
love Mom," see?

I'm not taking their money.

They'll have that
over me forever.

We need to talk to a realtor
about selling the house,

it's our only option now.

No one is going to take
this house from us, Tom.

Why don't you get that
through your thick skull?

This isn't a home,
it's a house of cards.

This whole life we're trying
to live is a charade.

We could barely afford
it when I had a job.

So that's it, then,
you're just gonna give up,

let him win?

It's not about winning
or losing, we're broke.

Don't you see, this is
exactly what he wants,

what he always does to you.

And here your mom is
reaching out,

and you're too pigheaded
to even consider it.

I've considered everything.

Not everything, Tom.

I will not live
like everybody else.

I will not be like everybody
else, we are better than that.

Well, that's who I was
when you married me.

[slow ominous music]

[overlapping chattering]

Announcer:
Now, don't forget, folks.

The fireworks will be
starting right at sundown.

And the Memorial Day concert
will begin in 20 minutes.

Got them.

Here they are, I'm starving.

Oh, they look good.
[overlapping chattering]

Hey.

How about a peace offering?

Depends what you got in mind.

Oh, really?

How about we take a walk?

Where are we going?

Well, you'll just have
to wait and see, hmm?

Will you get some more
beers, too, and some salsa?

Yeah, I got your beer.

[Pat giggles]

It's a surprise,
don't you like surprises?

I do not like surprises,
you know that.

I know, but you're gonna
like this one.

Baby, it's Memorial Day,
I figured I'm gonna show

you something
that you'll never forget.

Into my carriage, sir.

-Tom: Pat.
-Pat: Daddy.

Don't you--
you get in that car there.

Don't make me have to spank you.

♪ I'm such a good, good girl ♪

♪ I got my hair up in curls ♪

♪ Precious as pearls ♪

♪ I'm a good, good girl ♪

♪ I'm a good, good girl ♪

♪ Such a good, good girl ♪

Pat: [laughs] Good.

Tom: So good.

♪ Never want to do bad, just
want to love on my man ♪

♪ I'm just a good, good girl ♪

♪ Belle of the ball ♪

♪ For you, baby,
I've got it all ♪

♪ Champagne and roses ♪

♪ Let's raise a toast
to the good, good girl ♪

♪ Such a good, good girl ♪

♪ I got my hair up in
curls, precious as pearls ♪

♪ Just a good, good girl ♪

Where on earth did they go?

You know Mama and Tom.

[phone rings]

Walter Allanson.

Excuse me?

Thank you.

There are gonna be fireworks
tonight, you excited?

Yeah.

I'll be excited if
Mama ever gets back here

with more beer.

Phil: I second that.

Yep.

Carolyn: Walter,
what are you doing home?

-Walter: Where is he?
-Carolyn: Where's who?

-Walter: Tom.
-Carolyn: Tom, he's not here.

Walter:
Somebody called the office,

said they saw a man who
looked like Tom carrying a gun

and heading toward the
back basement door.

Carolyn: That's ridiculous.

Oh, Walter, nobody's here.

Hey, y'all, you wanna
go see some fireworks?

The kids won't let me alone,
so I decided to go.

What's going on?

Go on, get out of here.

Oh, Walter, put that gun away.

Quiet, I'm going round back,
you stay here.

What--
[scoffs]

[fireworks popping]
[audience cheering]

[slow ambient music]

[fireworks popping]
[audience exclaims]

[upbeat marching band music]

[audience applauds]

[slow ominous music]

Please, Angela, take the
kids and get out of here.

Go!

Walter!

Walter: Carolyn, stay back,
I have him cornered.

[gun fires]
[Carolyn screams]

[gun fires]
[fireworks popping]

[upbeat marching band music]

Hey!

Dispatcher:
All units, all units,

1071 at 679 Highland Lane,
report of gunfire.

All units respond.

[fireworks popping]
[audience cheers]

Where have you been?

I was with Tom.

[gasps] Hey, you,
aren't they beautiful?

Rachel: Where's Tom?

Oh, he wasn't feeling so great,
so he walked home.

I tried to give him a ride,
but he didn't want me

to miss the fireworks.
Uh-uh-uh...

And love, we did not.
[laughs]

[upbeat marching band music]

[slow ominous music]

-Angela: Dan? Dan.
-Hey.

-What's going on?
-They're shooting each other.

-What?
-Someone's in the basement

and Walter had a gun,
and he went around back,

and then Carolyn
went inside the house

and then they just started--

Oh, okay, okay,
calm down, calm down.

Stay back here,
you stay here, okay?

-In the basement?
-Angela: Yeah.

[slow ominous music continues]

Mr. Allanson?

Walter Allanson,
this is the police.

If anyone's in the
basement, I need you

to come on out into the light
with your hands in the air.

[ominous orchestral music]

All right, don't touch anything.

Let's seal this place off,
set up a perimeter.

[sighs]

We'll call it in, let's go.

-What's going on?
-Is that Dan?

Pat: Yeah.

Pat, where's Tom?

Tom, he wasn't feeling well,
he walked home.

What's wrong, Dan?

Rachel:
Dan, what's going on?

[sighs] Walter and Caroline
have been shot.

They're both dead.

What?

Dan:
Pat, we're looking for Tom.

[sighs]
Um, uh...

Well, he's at home,
he wasn't feeling well.

But Dan, you don't think he
has anything to do with it?

Dan, you know he has
nothing to do with this.

[sirens wailing]

Dan: Ricketts, put your
weapon away, both of you.

Hey, Tom?

Hey, Tom, can you come on out?

Hey, Tom, I gotta see
both your hands, Tom.

What are you
talking about, man?

What the hell is all this?

Dan:
Where you been, Tom?

I've been here.

It's your mom and dad,
they've both been shot.

Dan, what?

Mr. Allanson,

Walter and Carolyn have both
been shot and killed.

God, Tom, how?

No.

Now, Tom, you're gonna
have to come with me.

I gotta bring you
in for questioning.

They're dead?

I wish I had known, I gotta
tell my wife, we've gotta--

I gotta bring you in, Tom.

Dan, give us a minute.

Grandpa, I gotta go
with Dan down to the station.

The tension between you and
your father is well known.

Your good friend here
says he saw a man fitting

your description
fleeing near the scene.

It's the truth, Tom,
a man your size, your build,

come running out of the woods.

There's a lot of men my size,

one or two my daddy
might have even crossed.

But you can't account
for your whereabouts,

except that you walked home.

That's right.

Right before the fireworks,

why on earth would you do that?

I told you
I was alone with Pat,

and I wasn't feeling well.

Then your wife,
she didn't drive you home?

Didn't want her
to miss the fireworks.

How'd you scrape
your hand there?

I took a shortcut,
I jogged some.

That's why I took a shower.

So you weren't feeling well,
but you jogged?

We found your clothes
in the washing machine.

You always wash your clothes
the minute you get in?

Sometimes.

Look, I didn't kill
my mama and daddy.

That's the God's honest truth.

Dan?
[siren wails]

What happened in
that basement, Tom?

[overlapping chattering]

Debbie: Hey, where's Tom?

-They won't let me see him.
-It's okay.

[Pat sighs]

Did they hurt you?

Tom: They think I did it.

Don't you say anything more,

we're gonna get an attorney,
I'm gonna fix this.

What's she doing here?

[slow guitar music]

When Walter yelled up
from the basement,

he said, "I got him cornered,
I've got Tom."

That's not what you told
me at the house, Angela.

Well, I was a little
freaked out.

I'm just saying,
that's what I heard.

Now, you're absolutely sure
that he said "Tom"?

Walter: Carolyn, stay back,
I have him cornered.

[gun fires]

Dan: Angela?

That's what he said, all right.

Tom Allanson, you're under
arrest for the murder

of Walter and Carolyn Allanson.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say can
and will be used

against you in a court of law.

Pat: What the hell did you say
to them?

-She's lying.
-Detective: Mrs. Allanson-

Detective, you do not know
this woman.

She lies about Tom all the time.

She is trying to frame him.

She once shot him with a
.357, Dan, you tell her.

She's the one
that you should be questioning.

She is not the suspect,
Mrs. Allanson.

-You get her out of here.
-Man: Somebody hold her!

Mom, it's gonna be fine.
Come on, it's gonna be fine.

[slow blues music]

The DA has built
a very strong case, Tom.

It found the shotgun that
killed your father 20 yards

from where your friend,
Deputy Dan Hollister,

said he saw a man

fitting your description
running away from the scene.

Well, he'll never testify
to that, they're best friends.

He's going to,

the fact that
they are best friends

makes it much more compelling
to a jury.

But there's no forensic
evidence linking Tom to the gun,

no residue on Tom's hands.

He took a shower when he got
home, he washed his clothes.

There were no prints on the
gun because it was wiped clean.

Frankly, Tom,
your version of what happened

that night isn't strong.

But it's the truth, Mr. Gilbert.

Truth is what we can prove
to 12 people

who'd rather be somewhere else.

It has nothing to do with
what really happened.

[slow blues music]

[gun fires]

[gun fires]

So what do we do?

Well, we got a couple of things
in our favor.

Your daddy had a lot of enemies.

Now, this is the man

who threatened him
outside his office.

He's out on bail,
and he hasn't been found.

Well, there you go.

It's not that simple.

It might be enough to create
reasonable doubt in the jury.

But our biggest hurdle
is Angela.

She's going to testify
you were in that house.

I said it before, Mr. Gilbert,

that woman should be
the focal point of this case.

She manipulated Walter and
Carolyn using those two children

of hers,
Walter's will has been amended.

She's going to get
a large sum of money.

Now, if that isn't a motive,
I don't know what is.

All right, the DA's
looking into it, so are we.

You gotta understand, though.

They feel
they got the right man.

It's going to be
an uphill battle.

[slow orchestral music]

Nona, I know how hard
this must be for you.

Tom feels so terrible that
you have to go through this,

but he needs you to
know that he's innocent.

We know that, dear.

I spoke to Mr. Gilbert today,

and he seems to be closing
in on some of the suspects.

Why, they're even
investigating Angela.

No, they're not.

Detective Edwards called.

He faxed this over
from Walter's attorney.

Walter changed his will,
Angela got nothing.

Her kids receive a small trust,
but nothing to her.

Does Angela know this?

George: She's known for
some time, she agreed to it.

And Tom?

Tom gets nothing, he was
written out of Walter's will.

The rest of the
estate goes to us.

Blood money,
as far as I'm concerned.

I don't want anything
to do with it.

Well.

We could certainly use
some of that money.

We need $5,000 at the end of
the month to pay the mortgage.

We haven't decided
about any of that yet.

I hope you understand, dear.

The money from our son's death,
it just wouldn't be right.

Oh, of course, Nona.

I understood perfectly,

without that money
I would lose the house.

I would lose everything.

They weren't wrong.

It was blood money.

But now with the single stroke
of a pen, my home was gone.

All of it.

Well, I'm gonna go
upstairs for a little bit.

I'm just so tired.

Take care, dear.

[ominous orchestral music]

[objects clattering]

Pat: They were salivating,
all of them.

It was the perfect
soap opera playing out

right in their own backyard.

What does friendship
mean at that point?

What is loyalty?

They wanted to believe Tom
was guilty, they welcomed it.

I thought I had friends.

I had nothing.

They found him in Tennessee.

He wasn't even in South Carolina
the night of the murders.

He has a strong alibi.

Well, there's other men
who wanted to see Walter dead.

What about,
what about Dan Hollister,

who went and showed Tom
that letter?

Or the man who shot at the car?

None of them hold up.

This Edgar fellow
was our best hope.

All the evidence
points to you, Tom.

Well, most of it's
circumstantial, but it's enough.

What do you suggest?

Plead to a lesser charge,
don't let this go to trial.

No, out of the question.

Tom, as your attorney, it's
my obligation to protect you

from the laws that will
best apply in the case.

You listen to me very
carefully, Mr. Gilbert.

Tom is innocent.

You will prove that to a jury.

There is no alternative.

That is your obligation
as our attorney.

Tom's attorney.

Pat:
No, Mr. Gilbert, our attorney.

-What are they offering?
-Pat: Tom.

Pat, let me get
a word in here.

What are they offering?

Manslaughter, 10 years,
six with good behavior.

Now, I know juries.

I know them well.

And I know
what's in this one's head,

even before the trial starts.

And I want you to put Tom
up on the stand

so he could tell his story.

And tell them what?

That he can't account
for his whereabouts

until 30 minutes
after the murders,

and all the witnesses are lying,
including his best friend?

That he didn't mean it when he
threatened to kill his father

in front of the man's
secretary and sister?

They'll believe him.

The prosecution
will eat him alive.

I'm telling you, take the deal.

If you don't,
you'll spend the rest

of your life in jail,
I've seen it, I know it.

Pat: I'd like a moment
with my husband in private.

Gilbert: Tom?

Give us a moment, Mr. Gilbert.

Baby, Mr. Gilbert's right.

Tom, if you take that deal,
it is no different

than admitting that you did it,
don't you see that?

It's not just the jury
inside that courtroom.

It's what's outside
the courtroom,

it's the whole town, everybody.

10 years will go by fast.

We'll still be young,
we'll still be together.

10 years is a lifetime,
we could beat this.

Then we're free, hmm?

Do you trust me?

I-- Yeah, [laughs] I do.

We won't be taking the deal,
Mr. Gilbert.

It wasn't a good decision,
I can admit that now.

They didn't care about the
truth, it's not about the truth.

[slow blues music]

It was a game.

Winning and losing, and
no attorney wants to lose.

They all want the headline.

It doesn't matter
who's life is at stake,

who's life is ruined.

[door lock buzzes]

He was found guilty and
sentenced to 10 years.

They took him from me.

I promised I'd fix it,
and I didn't.

Looking back,

I don't think I ever
forgave myself for that.

Rachel: Wanna go say hi?

Go on, go on.

Well, what...

Well, what are you doing here?

Hey there, tiger.

Jeremy: Hi, Aunt Pat.

Pat: Oh, look how cute
you look, come over here.

Come on, give me a big hug
and I'll give you a treat, huh?

[laughs]

It's so good to see you.

Oh, you little varmint,
let me give you a hug.

[kisses]

Rachel: Hey, sis.

Hi, what's going on?

Phil took the promotion
in Denver.

I didn't think he'd leave,
I guess he just...

it was all too much for him.

Oh, it's probably
all for the best, baby.

Anyway, I thought
you could use the company.

Oh.

[prisoners chattering]

[both laughing]

God, I miss you.
[laughs]

I miss your face,
I miss the taste of your lips.

I miss everything about you.

[Pat laughs]

I've been crying so much,

I didn't think you'd
recognize me. [laughs]

Every time I close my eyes,
we're together.

Nothing's ever
gonna change that.

Sugar,

I went to the bank today

and they refused to extend me
any more money.

I don't know what I'm
supposed to do anymore.

[slow blues music]

Baby, it's time to sell
the house.

That house is the only thing

that I've ever had
that's ever truly mine.

Just once I want to hold
onto something.

My grandparents have
already taken out loans

to pay the lawyer, we're not
gonna see my daddy's money

for months, maybe longer.

Any extra we have has got
to go towards my appeal.

Mr. Gilbert isn't confident
that he's going

to be able to get an appeal
from a judge.

I don't think
he ever believed us.

He's just like all
the other ones.

Hey, stay strong.

I need you to get along
with him.

[scoffs]

Okay, you know, he's the
only friend we've got.

Do it for me, huh, please?

I'm trying, sugar.

Lord knows I'm trying.

The bank called.

They won't extend another loan.

They're gonna start foreclosure
proceedings in 30 days

if I don't come
up with something.

And the credit card companies,

they keep on calling
and bothering me.

I'm at my wit's end.

Did you tell George?

George doesn't want
to be burdened with it.

Nona just sits in there,
despondent.

George won't even leave the
house with all the gossip,

the things people are saying.

You can't go into town
without a sideways glance.

And Wade wouldn't take
my check at the market today.

I've known
that man my entire life,

the people you think
are your friends.

Pat, I could help out.

Oh, Rachel,
I don't want your money.

I'm just glad you're here.
[sighs]

I couldn't do this on my own.

[television chatters]

Hey, not in the house,
take it outside, okay?

Good boy.

Nona?

Nona, we've got some lunch.

Hi.

We've made you some soup.

There you go.

I don't feel very hungry.

Oh, it's good.

Thank you.

Got a nice ham and cheese
for you today,

that's on the menu.

Here you go.

Oh.

Rachel: Hey.

I spoke to Mr. Gilbert today.

He's been working on an appeal.

He went on and on
about all this technical stuff

that the judge did wrong, so...

Oh, would you like
a little sweet tea?

That would be nice.

Hmm, good, all right,
coming right up.

Rachel: Let me do that.

Pat: Oh, no,
I've got it, Rachel.

Rachel: Pat.

Pat: Really, Rachel,
I'm okay, I have it.

You should go check on Jeremy,

he went outside a
little bit ago, truly.

[slow ominous music]

Sorry, they were piling up.

Hmm, thank you.

Come on, now, oopsy daisy.

Let's get them legs in there,
that-a girl.

Come on, oh, all right,
let's pull this up here for you.

I just, I feel so nauseous.

Yeah, want me to get
you something, hmm?

Oh, no, dear,
I just want to go to sleep.

Yes, that's right.

I'm sorry to be such a burden.

You have enough to worry about.

Oh, Nona,
you're never a burden to me,

not you or George,
now you just feel better, hmm?

Take a little nap, that'll
make you feel much better.

Thank you, dear.

[slow ominous music]

Here you go, George,
I made you some more sweet tea.

Thank you, thank you.

The air's so thick,
you could hardly breathe.

It's like the world just
sucked up all the air

right over here,
right over Glennwood.

Oh, poor George, you've been
through more than any of us,

you and Nona.

Walter.

Walter was my son.

He may not have been liked,

and I know how he
treated you and Tom,

but he was still my son,
someone killed him.

Yes, oh, George,

you're all bottled up inside.

George:
Two people are dead.

My grandson is in prison.

All anyone seems to care
about is the money, I--

I don't understand.

Pat: I didn't mean to go
on about it the other night,

George, I'm sorry.

George:
No, no, no, not you, Pat,

not you or Tom, no.

You can bet Darlene's
gonna go after everything.

She's never been much of
a daughter to you and Nona.

You need to amend your will
so you protect yourself.

Well, it's none of my business.

Walter used to handle
all of that.

Well, I can make a call
for you if you like.

I know a lawyer,
I'm sure if I asked him

to do me a favor, he would.

George: I don't want
to put that on you, Pat.

Oh, I don't mind, George.

George:
If you want, it would help.

Pat: Well, all right, then.

Oh, no, no, Pat,
don't stop, I like it.

I feel so sluggish,
I can't shake this bug.

-All right, let me help.
-Thank you.

[sighs]

[slow ominous music]

They denied your appeal.

You told me you were
going to fix this.

I did everything I could.

I feel like the whole world is

just crashing down all around
us, I can't take it anymore.

Do you remember
when we first met?

I was standing next to
that old wishing well,

last dime in my pocket,
I threw it down there.

What'd you wish for?

For you.

[laughs]

That was a good day, wasn't it?

There'll be more good days
if we keep fighting.

You weren't meant
to live like this,

a caged rat,

ow.

Your infection's back, isn't it?

I'm fine.

[slow guitar music]

Our souls are connected forever.

You believe that, don't you?

I do.

Then there's only one way
for us to be together,

our perfect love
that's bound by all eternity.

I believe that, I believe
that with all my heart.

I can't do that.

It's the only way.

I'm not ready to die.

Look around you, Tom.

Living like this,

we died already.

Now, I brought you a Bible,

and I want you
to read it, sugar.

For us.

Okay.

[birds chirping]

[Dan knocks]

Hi, Dan.

Dan: Hi, Rachel.

What brings you out here?

I was just coming by
with some information

on that job
you were asking about.

It's clerical mostly,
so it's not much pay,

but they do have a space
for Jeremy,

so you wouldn't have to
rely on daycare or Debbie.

-Thanks, that's sweet.
-Sure.

Well, it's a good excuse
to come by

and say hello, you know?

Listen, Rachel,
I know this is awkward,

me being one of those
who put Tom away,

and there is enough gossip
in this town

to fill a henhouse,
[laughs] I mean...

I just want you to know
you've got friends.

Thank you, Dan.

Sure.

You're very sweet, Dan.

George: Rachel.

George, George!
[dramatic music]

George!

Dan: He's breathing.

[slow ominous music]

Rachel: Hi.

They say it was a heart attack,
he's in a coma.

Hey.

Rachel: Hey.

Hi. How is he?

No change, how's Nona?

I don't really think she
understands what's going on.

Jeremy just went down for a nap,
is Mama still there?

[sighs]
I'm worried about her, Debbie.

You know Mama,
she's a caretaker.

She's gonna take care
of everyone else first.

Yeah, I know,
it's not just that.

Have you noticed she's
been acting strange lately,

you know, like...
not herself?

Like what?

Nevermind.

Hey, thanks for covering,
you want to stay over?

No, I'm actually gonna
go meet some friends,

but I'll give you
a call tomorrow.

Yeah, yeah, see you.

[oven beeps]

[slow ominous music]

[dramatic music]

[kettle whistles]

Pat: What are you doing?

Oh, I was, I was just
looking for some tea.

Well, it's right here.

Oh... [laughs] of course.

Do you mind doing me a favor?

I forgot Nona's prescription,
it's in town.

I can't bear the thought of
driving back, do you mind?

Actually, I just put a pizza
in the oven for Jeremy, so...

Well, I can give it
to him when it's ready.

I'd really appreciate it,
thank you.

Darlene:
It's your sister, isn't it?

I beg your pardon?

Making my parents sick.

How's she doing it,
medication, something else?

She won't get away with it,

or maybe you're
all in it together.

My sister sacrificed
everything to take care

of your parents, and for what?

For being humiliated and
rejected by your family,

for having to bear what
people say behind her back?

Or for being more of a daughter

to Nona and George
than you ever were,

and you have the gall
to say something so awful.

You are despicable.

Darlene:
They never really found

out how your older brother
Glenn died, you know.

He died in a car accident.

[slow ambient music]

That's what they
told everyone.

Suicide, or so they said.

You were too young
to remember this,

but Pat hated your brother,

thought he got too much
attention from Mommy.

Everybody knows Pat wants
all the attention to herself.

Pat?

Pat.

Did you get the prescription?

Yeah.

Saw Tom's Aunt Darlene.

She said something really awful.

She said that Glenn didn't die

in a car accident, is that true?

Our brother shot himself.

Suicide is a stain
that doesn't wash away easily

in a town like this.

People can be so judgmental.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because I didn't think
it was fair to Glenn.

I loved him more than
anyone would ever know.

I didn't want you or anyone
else to think less of him.

Well, she also said
it seemed like

maybe it was more
than just suicide.

Well, Darlene is
a hateful, spiteful woman.

She always has been.

So she lied?

Of course she lied, that's
what she does, Darlene lies.

I'm sure if you want to look
at the coroner's office,

they have the report.

Maybe you could look
at the autopsy photos

while you're at it.

I just don't like secrets, Pat.

Fine, no more secrets.

Hey, let me do that,
why don't you rest?

I'll take Nona her food,
she seems better today.

Well, she doesn't eat,
she's gonna get worse.

Rachel: Just let me do it.

Rachel, please, I have
system, I have a routine.

Fine.

[slow ominous music]

Pat: What is our most
primal instinct?

Food,

shelter,

companionship?

No.

Survival.

Survival of the fittest.

Do not judge me.

It's within each of us
when we need it.

Nona?
[Nona groans]

I was wondering where you were.

I don't like being alone.

How are you feeling?

Better, I think.

Yes.

You haven't eaten anything.

I just don't have any appetite.

Have you talked to the doctors?

How is my George?

Nona, it is very important
that you eat something.

I'm not hungry.

Well, I made you
my special soup.

I am just not hungry, dear.

Pat?

What's wrong?

[toy chimes]

♪ Good night, sleep tight ♪

♪ Have no fear of the darkness ♪

♪ I love you ♪

♪ I'm near you ♪

♪ You're so safe now,
my sweetness ♪

♪ Morning comes,
a new day rises ♪

♪ Love and good will ♪

♪ Every breath is
filled with surprises ♪

♪ Love will hold you ♪

♪ Good night, sleep tight ♪

♪ Have no fear of the darkness ♪

♪ I'm with you, I'm near you ♪

♪ You're so safe now,
my sweetness ♪

What is that, sweetheart?

Shh, it's a little something
to make you feel better.

♪ Good night ♪

♪ Sleep tight ♪

♪ Have no fear of the darkness ♪

♪ I'm with you, I'm near you ♪

[Nona cries out]

♪ You're so safe now,
my sweetness ♪

♪ Morning comes,
a new day rises ♪

[Nona chokes]

[Nona gasps]

♪ Every breath is
filled with surprises ♪

[Nona gasps]
♪ Love will hold you ♪

♪ Good night, sleep tight ♪

♪ Have no fear of the darkness ♪

♪ I'm with you, I'm near you ♪

♪ You're so safe now,
my sweetness ♪

[slow blues music]

Pat: It's our very own Tara.

Pat, Pat.

I want to show you something.

He unzipped his pants
and he exposed himself.

You ever touch my wife
again and I will kill you.

She's a damn whore.

[gun fires]
[screaming]

Pat: I will not live
like everybody else.

I will not be like
everybody else,

we are better than that.

Detective: What happened
in that basement, Tom?

You're under arrest
for the murder

of Walter and Carolyn Allanson.

We could beat this.

Tom gets nothing, the rest
of the estate goes to us.

I made you
some more sweet tea.

Thank you.
[ominous orchestral music]

[Nona cries out]

Pat:
My mama died when I was 24.

She was my whole world.

When I used to see
people with both

of their parents alive,
I'd burn with envy.

George and Nona made me
feel like I was their own.

I loved them.

That's the God's honest truth.

[slow blues music]

[alarm buzzes]

[toilet flushes]

What is it?

That was George Allanson's
daughter, Darlene.

She thinks Pat Allanson
killed her mother Nona

and is doing the
same thing to George.

She wants to file
a formal complaint.

Well, no indication
of foul play.

You want my opinion?

Pat's hands aren't clean.

George was as fit
as an ox right up

until about the
time they moved in.

Nona was holding her
own pretty good too.

She went downhill real fast.

Who stands to benefit
if he dies now?

Darlene?

She was cut out of the will.

I want to talk to her George's
attorney, call the hospital.

I want to get the results
from George's blood work.

Okay. You got it.

I flushed them.

What?

The pills,
I know what you said,

and yeah, I do feel
like I'm dying in here.

But I just don't believe
in that sort of thing.

Sugar.

Don't try and convince
me otherwise, Pat.

I'm not going out that way.

Things are gonna get better.

Your grandma
passed last night.

It was peaceful,
she died in her sleep.

And Grandpa?

He doesn't have long.

I want to be there with him.

It's like,

it's like I'm having
some weird dream.

And I just want to wake up and
have everything the way it was,

but it isn't a dream and
there isn't any waking up.

And he was responsive?

Okay, that's been
confirmed then, thank you.

George Allanson's will
was amended three times

in the last month
and names Pat and Tom

as both the primary
beneficiaries and co-executives,

which means she
controls everything

as long as Tom's in jail.

We'd better get
to the hospital.

Why?

George came out of his coma,
that was his doctor.

It wasn't a heart attack,
he was poisoned.

Nurse: The doctor will be
in to check on you in a bit.

George: Thank you.

George?

I can't believe what I'm seeing.

We thought we had lost you,
the doctors said--

Thought you'd be rid of me?

Oh, what are you talking about?

I know about Nona.

Dan.

Dan Hollister?

The doctor called him, they
said they found arsenic in me.

Said I'd been poisoned.

Are you family?

Yes, I am, is he going
to be all right?

He's gonna live.

Frankly, I don't know
how he's still alive.

You're made of some
strong Southern stock,

Mr. Allanson, that's for sure.

I don't understand,
he said that there was arsenic

in his system,
how is that possible?

There is arsenic
in his system.

It doesn't go away.

Small doses can affect
a person gradually,

and the symptoms are masked

by other common ailments,
rarely detected.

But whoever did this got
a little overzealous.

Whoever did this, aren't
you jumping to conclusions?

I had arsenic poisoning once
from contaminated water.

Not at these levels,
this man was poisoned.

George, there is no possible
way you were poisoned.

This doesn't make any sense.

It does,
it does to the sheriff.

Would you mind stepping out
while I examine Mr. Allanson?

I'll be just outside,
George, don't worry.

Dan: I'm Deputy Hollister.
This is Detective Edgar.

Mark: We need to see
George Allanson, please.

Can you tell us
what room he's in?

Receptionist: One moment.

Wanna check for me?

Dan:
We won't be long.

Rachel: Pat,
I've just heard, he's okay?

Yes, yes, it's fine,
go see him right away.

I'll be right back, okay?

Rachel: It's okay.

You sure about this?

We'll do further tests,
but it's quite conclusive,

although arsenic
is rare these days.

Where the hell
do you even find arsenic?

They still use it
to treat heartworm, horses.

George, do you have any idea

when you might've ingested this?

No.

Who prepares your meals?

Pat does all the cooking,
has ever since we moved in.

[tires squealing]

[siren wails]

Don't move.

What is going on?

Put your hands up.

What on earth for?

What's going on here, what--
are you fixing to shoot me?

You are under arrest.

Dan?

Pat, you do what he says now.

This is just insane.

Do not move,
put your hands up.

Whatever it is you think
I've done, you've got it wrong.

You are making

-a terrible mistake.
-Hey, what's going on?

-Rachel, you stay
where you are.

Rachel, please call
Patrick Gilbert right now.

Dan, let her go.

Please, you are making
a terrible mistake.

They found the arsenic
in the stable, Pat.

It was not mixed for heartworm
treatment or anything else,

and they have a witness
who says he sold it to you.

Look, they're going
to charge you

with two counts of criminal
intent to commit murder.

You could spend a good
portion of your life in jail.

Now, they might be
willing to make a deal.

My answer is spelled with
two letters, Mr. Gilbert, N-O.

Mama.

Oh, no long faces now,
come on.

This isn't what it seems.

Mr. Gilbert said they
may offer you a deal.

An admission of guilt,
now you don't

for a second believe I
actually did it, do you?

Of course not.

These bottom feeders have
no interest in the truth.

This whole town, every last
one of them is corrupt.

It will be a miracle if I
get a fair trial at all.

But I will fight.

I always fight.

Come on, now.

It's going to be fine.

Now, I love Nona and George
as if they were my own,

I would never hurt them.

You do believe that, don't you?

I know.
[slow ominous music]

I believe you, Mama.

My instincts proved right

about the good people
of this county.

It wasn't a fair trial at all.

They had their minds made
up from the newspapers

and the gossip circles.

They shuffle people's lives

as if they were cards
in a poker game.

It's impossible to win with
the deck stacked against you.

Truth and justice,

pinned over by
idealists who preach it

from pedestals and
carve it into granite.

Justice isn't about truth,
it's about perception of truth.

Perception is what
you want it to be.

Those people wanted me guilty.

[slow blues music]
[Pat screams]

It was hard to imagine then

that I would never
speak to my Tom again.

After I was sentenced,
he was granted a divorce.

He said he was going to forget
that we were ever married.

Glennwood, everything
it represented, gone.

All that was left of
my life were ashes

of a dying ember,
but I think what hurt most

of all was knowing
what Tom thought of me,

what everyone did.

What they're all
saying behind my back.

It was just about enough
not to want to go on.

But I did, like I always do.

Seven years,

Tom was seven years younger
than me.

People used to mock us,
seven years.

I didn't think that was
hardly any time at all.

Hey, Mama.

Baby, it's so good to see you.

I know the way I look--

-No, you look good.
-No, I look like a mess.

Look, Jeremy made you a sign.

Oh...

Oh, my goodness, this is Jeremy?

Who is this little man,
I can't [kisses] believe it.

I know it's not much, but
I put some of your photos up

and some other things.

Oh, it's just fine.

It's good to
have you home, sis.

Thank you.

Oh, no, it's nothing, I mean,

it's just me and Jeremy and
we have the spare room, so...

Well, you let me stay here,

and I don't think
I ever properly thanked you

the whole entire
time I was there,

you did visit me more
than anyone else.

I don't think Debbie
knew how to handle it.

She made some bad choices,
it's all my fault,

but you've always
been there for me,

and I do appreciate it.

You're my sister.

In case they don't feed you.

Oh, you are too sweet.
Now, are you sure it's okay

that I'm borrowing your car?

It's fine, I've got a ride.

[sighs] Well, all right, as soon
as I make a little money,

I'll get something of my own.

And thank you so much for
letting me borrow these.

-Rachel: You look great.
-Yeah, I feel fat as a cow.

[laughs]

So I'm curious, this job,
they assigned it to you?

Mm-hmm.

Does my hair look dumb?

Pat, I want to look
half as good as you do

at my age, you look great.

I mean, I'm just
surprised, I mean, a nurse?

State agency assigned it.

I imagine they know what
they're talking about.

Besides, it's just not a
nurse, it's in-house care.

I used to help with
Mama all the time

at the hospital with people,
so it shouldn't be that hard.

It's a job,
you should be happy for me.

I am, I'm really proud of you.

[Pat sighs]
I'm really proud of you, sis.

Oh.

Rachel: You're gonna be great,
you're gonna be great.

[birds chirping]

Pat?

Pat: Hello.

I'm Jennifer, come in.

How do you do?

Oh, what a beautiful
home you have.

Thank you,
a lot of care went into it.

We'll go in here.

Pat: All right.

Jennifer:
Please, have a seat.

All right.

I brought you the credentials
you were asking about.

Thank you, the certification
is current?

Yes, ma'am, I've been
out of work for a while,

taking care of my family.

I can assure you, after
that, I'm up for anything.

My husband Charles
is partially paralyzed

because of a spinal injury.

He has limited use of his
arms and no use of his legs.

We were in a car accident
about a year ago,

and I'm no longer able to care
for him the way I would like.

I have a heart condition.

Believe it or not,

it's been rather
difficult to find someone.

It's not about the money,

it's just that my husband can
be difficult to deal with.

Charles, this is Pat.

She's going to be helping us
out around here a little bit.

Hey.

I'm not interested.

Honey, maybe if you
just gave her a chance,

she could make things
easier for you.

Can you make me walk or sit
up or take a piss on my own?

No.

But I can take a little of
the burden off your wife.

She deserves that, doesn't she?

He can be like that,
it's hard to get close to him.

Sometimes, he's not very nice
at all.

Well, he's been through a lot.

Yes, well, so have I,
and he tends to forget that.

So do a lot of people.

Anyway, if you're interested,
the job is yours.

I usually have a pretty
good instinct about people,

and I rather like how
you handled him in there.

Thank you.

I have a few errands
that I need to run.

Of course.

Jennifer:
So I have a list here for you.

No problem.

[slow ominous music]

Why is it that God shines
his brightest on so few,

and leaves the rest
living in his shadow?

I was not born for that.

I was not destined
to live in the shade.

I was meant to feel
the warmth of the sun

in all its entirety.

Charles:
What the hell are you doing?

You need sunshine,
why she has you

in the coolest part of
the room is beyond me.

She thinks
it's torture for me to see

what I've been missing,
like I don't know.

It's so beautiful outside.

Oh, Mr. Greene,
I'm not gonna bite you.

Massage releases toxins,
reduces stress.

Oh my, you are knotted up
like a bundle of rope.

When was the last
time someone did this?

I can't remember
anyone ever doing it.

Oh, come on,
not even your wife?

No.

It's none of my business,
but I don't understand that.

Did she tell you
I was a pain in the ass?

You were just
angry at the world.

How perceptive.

Life is a gift, Mr. Greene,

no matter what hand
you're dealt,

and you've been given
a bad hand, that's for sure.

But it's up to you
how you play it.

Now, if there's anything
you need,

anything at all,
you just ask, hmm?

[Charles sighs]

What are we doing out here?

I told you I like being inside.

It's a beautiful day.

Then enjoy it on your break.

Somewhere, somebody in this
world would give anything

for another day.

Try to enjoy the one
we've been given, hmm?

[horse gallops]

He seems to know you.

He should, we used
to ride almost every day.

Pat: What's his name?

Magic.

Oh, Magic,

oh, pretty boy.

He hasn't quite figured out
why I've abandoned him.

Pat: Neither have I.

Maybe because I can't ride.

You have much more to offer
than you think, Mr. Greene.

He obviously loves you.

Why don't you just
love him back?

Yeah, I miss you, boy.

I'm sorry,
I'm sorry this happened.

Would you like to ride?

[laughs]

Oh, my.
Oh, I couldn't impose.

It's not an imposition,
he needs attention, affection.

He shouldn't be put out
to pasture just yet.

Mr. Greene--

Call me Charles,
Mr. Greene makes me feel old.

I haven't been down
here in months.

Thank you.

You're welcome, Mr. Greene,
I mean Charles. [laughs]

Charles, you're welcome,
Charles, oh, hi!

Pat: Well, hello.
Well, hello!

[rock music]
[audience cheers]

Pat: Excuse me,
I'm looking for a Debbie.

She your friend?

She's my daughter.

Do you want to do
a mother-daughter routine?

Bartender:
Name your price.

If you could just show me
where she is, please.

[quiet overlapping chattering]

So I thought that you broke
up with Derek-- or Mike.

Well, I can't keep track
of them all.

I did, 10 minutes
before he hit me.

Oh, Debbie.

Stop, Mama, just stop.

You have no right to lecture me.

You know, it wasn't an easy
seven years for me either.

Rachel had her own life.

I didn't have anybody.

I'm sorry, baby,
I never meant to hurt you.

I'm gonna do better
by you, I promise.

Oh, look at you,
you're such a beautiful girl.

[slow guitar music]

I think you should
try this on, huh?

I think this would
look real cute on you.

I can't afford that, Mama.

Oh, come on now,
it'll be my treat, please?

Yeah, okay.

Yeah?

All right.

You know, I was thinking,

why don't you come
and work with me?

Great, minimum wage?

No, a little more
than that, smarty pants.

You serious?

Yes, I'm serious, why not?

It'd give us a chance to
spend some more time together.

Mrs. Greene, she could be
a little bit difficult,

but I'm sure the two of you
would get along just fine.

I've already told them
I'm going to hire someone.

Oh, come on, it would be fun.

They have such a
beautiful estate, hmm?

All right.

Pat: Yeah?

Debbie: Why not?
[Pat laughs]

I can't believe
she shows her face in public.

Debbie: You have a problem?

Oh, come on, just ignore them.

I'm so fat,
I couldn't put on my pants.

Hey, how's it going with Debbie?

You know,
at first I was hesitant

because you know your niece,

-but she has been so wonderful.
-Yeah?

I don't think
I could do without her,

especially with
Mrs. Greene being so sick.

I didn't know
Mrs. Greene was sick.

Oh, yes,
terrible heart problems.

It's really very serious.

See the earrings Mama
got me, real diamonds.

Wow, those look expensive.

I told you
that's all she would notice.

I just don't see
how you can afford that.

Well, if you most know, I got
you a little something too.

It was supposed
to be a surprise.

I'll get it right now.

Jeremy, dinner.

[Pat sings]

It's just like
an early Christmas.

[Pat laughs]

Pat.

Pat:
Now, don't say a word.

I can get you a little
present if I want to

without feeling guilty,
lift up your hair.

Yeah, well, I know what
your kind of job pays,

and it does not pay for this.

Why do you gotta be like that?

I'm not being like anything.

I have a right to ask, where
did you get the money for this?

Rachel, I do not like
what you're insinuating.

I happened to get a aise,
if you must know.

And that cost me
everything that I had.

It's just a little token
of my appreciation.

Mama, what's wrong?

It's nothing, it's just,

my infection is acting up
a little bit again.

I didn't want to
worry you about it.

Well, I think we all know
it's caused by stress.

I think I need to go upstairs
for a bit.

Y'all start without me,
I've lost my appetite anyway.

Why do you have to be
such a bitch sometimes?

Debbie.

Have a nice dinner.

What, you still thinks she
poisoned Tom's grandparents?

Yes.

Absolutely, she went
to jail for it, Rachel.

Look, I'm sorry,
I know that's your sister-

No, no, it's not that,
it's just that...

I mean, she's working
as a private nurse.

What?

You know what, it's nothing,
I'm just being paranoid.

I gotta get back to work, okay,

but thank you for the coffee.

Okay, sure, hey, can I give you
a call sometime or...?

Yeah, but on my cell,
Pat wouldn't approve.

All right,
I'm gonna walk with you

'cause I'm going
this way anyways, so.

Rachel: Okay.

[slow ominous music]

As I told you before,
this job isn't just

about caring for Charles.

This room hasn't been
dusted for a week.

I'll do it right now.

I watched the two of you.

I see how you
and Charles interact.

You're here as a nurse,
not as a psychiatrist.

Why, I don't think
he needs a psychiatrist.

You're suddenly an expert
on what it is that he needs?

Well, maybe he just needs

to be treated
the way he used to be.

You don't know
anything about us

or who he used to be.

No.

No, of course not.

Of course not, I'm sorry,
I didn't mean, I would never.

Of course,
it's none of my business.

But I have to say, I do think
he wants to feel alive.

He's dying, his doctors
say he may have five years.

Please.

It was a drunk driver,
he hit us head on.

We didn't even see him coming.

He got nine months in jail,

and now he's at college
playing football.

And here we are.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

You're helping Charles,
I can see that.

I can't, and that's hard for me.

That doesn't make you
a bad person.

It just makes you human.

He is still my husband,
try to remember that.

I have some groceries
that I need you to pick up,

plus a few other things.

[sighs]

I'm gonna get you
to fill in the rest.

I'm gonna go upstairs
and lie down,

I feel like I have a bit
of a headache, thank you.

You're welcome.

[horse whinnying]

Hey, Rita, yeah, thanks for
letting Jeremy stay over,

I'll pick him up
tomorrow at 10.

Okay, bye.

Pat?

[Rachel knocks]

[slow ominous music]

Oh, my God,
you scared me to death.

What you doing in here?

Oh, I was just, um..
I was looking

for the extra set of car keys,
you never put them back.

Well, they're in the hall
on the hook, plain as day.

Oh, well,
I shouldn't have pried,

I should have waited, I'm sorry.

I don't have anything to hide.

No.

Look at you, you're all jumpy
like a little Mexican bean.

[chuckles]
Rachel: Sorry.

No problem, I love your skirt.

You were right, blind as a bat,
they were right there.

I brought us dinner
from Soup House.

Oh, you know,
I'm not really hungry,

I'm just really tired, I think
I'm gonna go have a bath.

We never get to spend any time
alone together anymore.

Come on, it's your favorite.

I'll go fix it right up.

[slow ominous music]

[microwave beeps]

Aren't you hungry?

It's Chinese egg drop,
your favorite.

It's a little salty,
could use a little pepper,

don't you think?

Yeah.

What I always do, here,

let me put a little pepper
in there, there you go.

-Rachel: Thank you.
-Pat: That should be better.

I don't know
why they always do that, huh?

[slow ambient music]

[Rachel groans]

[birds chirping]

Pat?

Pat: Shh.

How are you feeling, huh?

What time is it?

It's morning.

What happened?

You got so sick last night.

You scared me half to death,
I came home

and you were crumpled
up on the floor.

Don't you remember me
putting you to bed?

No, no.

Well, I called the Soup House.

They had some other complaints,

so much for our
favorite restaurant.

Here, baby, drink some of this.

Here you go, darling,
come on, little sip, okay.

Food poisoning?

Pat: Yeah, apparently so,
the doctor said the best thing

for you to do is to stay
in bed and plenty of liquids.

No, no, I don't want
to stay in bed.

Oh, no, no, no, no,
sweetie, you--

[shushes]
You go to bed now.

Now, don't you worry,
I'm gonna take care of you.

Where's Jeremy?

He's at his friend's house,
I've arranged everything.

Now you go back to sleep,
okay, don't worry.

Have you been taking
your medication?

Jennifer:
Yes, of course I have.

Well, I think I'd better call
the doctor.

[sighs]
I just don't understand it.

I haven't felt
like this for ages,

not since I've been taking
my current medication, anyway.

Well, you've been taking care
of Mr. Greene for so long,

and now that there's help,

your body's just
paying you back is all.

You have a kind heart,
but also a delicate one.

You're very sweet.

Thank you, both of you.

Would you like me
to get you some tea?

That sounds lovely.

Coming right up.

Is Jennifer okay?

Yes, the doctor said
she's gonna be just fine.

She needs to rest,
no excitement.

Is she taking
her heart medication?

Yes, now I need you to relax.

The two of you are gonna give
each other a heart attack,

all the fretting you do.

[slow ominous music]

I'm sorry.

[sighs]

I'm sure that qualifies
as harassment these days.

It's okay, I liked it.

Charles: Don't patronize me.

I'm not, Charles.

I'd like to believe that.

It's been so long.

I know.

[doorbell rings]

[slow ambient music]

Rachel, Rachel,
what are you doing up?

Rachel: I can't--
I can't find my purse.

I need to find my purse.

You don't need to find
your purse right now.

You need to get in the bed
right now, come on, this second.

-You're very sick, come on now.
-I need to get my purse.

Oh, look at you, walking around
without your socks on too,

what am I gonna do with you,
come on.

[background noise
drowns out speaker]

Haven't seen my purse.

You're delirious,
come on now, sweetie.

Rachel: No, I left
it right downstairs.

The phone isn't working.

I know,
I called the phone company.

It went out last night,
do you need to call someone?

I might, is that okay?

You are burning up.

I need to see a doctor,

food poisoning wouldn't
last this long.

Oh, no, no, no,
know what we need to do for you?

Make you Mama's special remedy.

[Dan knocks]

I'll be right back,
don't go anywhere.

Hello, Pat.

Dan Hollister.

I didn't know you still
lived in Monticello.

Yeah, moved back awhile ago.

I'm here to see Rachel.

Rachel, are you two friends?

I've been calling her cell
for the past two days.

I was worried.

Worried about what?

Can I see her?

She's not feeling well,
she's in bed.

Well, I'd like to
see her just the same.

You're not welcome here, Dan.

Well, that's up to Rachel,
now, isn't it?

It is still her house, right?

Do you have wax in your ears,
Dan Hollister?

You're not welcome here.

Look.

All right, wanna just tell
her I stopped by, then?

Can you do that for me?

Rachel: Was that Dan?

Would you mind telling me
what that's all about?

Have you been seeing him
behind my back?

That's my business, Pat.

No, it's the whole town's
business.

You don't think they're
talking about it?

You don't think they're laughing
at us behind our backs?

How could you
disrespect me like that?

I'm not the one
who went to prison.

That man destroyed my life.

He put his best friend
behind bars

and he took him away from me,
don't you see that?

All I have

is you and Debbie and Jeremy.

When Mama died, it felt like
the whole world opened up

and fell out from
behind my feet.

She was always there
for me, no matter what.

If something ever
happened between us,

I don't know what I would do.

Someone like Dan, all he's
gonna do is come between us.

Can't you see that?

Oh, you are burning up.

Come on now, you've got to
get back into bed, come on.

Go on.

Now that's a good girl,
get you into bed.

Laying there all nice and cozy.

Here, now drink this.

I don't want your help.
[dramatic music]

You don't know
what you're saying.

I'll make you some more once
you've calmed down a bit.

I'll go pick up Jeremy now.

You know, it wouldn't kill you
to show some gratitude

for all the help that
I'm showing with your son

and everything else around here.

[slow ominous music]

[phone rings]

Receptionist:
Hello, Dr. Corbin's office.

Well, preliminary
tests show no toxins.

More detailed blood work
will take time, but.

Well, what's wrong with me,
why am I so sick?

Everything is
pointing to the flu,

the terrible strain
going around,

violent, quick,
just like you described.

Fluids and rest are
your best weapon.

Thanks.

[quiet overlapping chattering]

-Tom: I got married.
-Rachel: Married?

A friend from when we
were kids, Becky Swanson.

Yeah.

She wrote me
when this first happened,

and she'll come down and visit.

Hoping to get out real soon.

That's great, Tom,
I'm real happy for you.

So what you doing here?

I have some questions
about Pat.

I'm sure you know
she's out by now

and living with me and Jeremy.

I guess I don't even really
know what I want to ask.

When she went to prison,
I chose to believe her.

You know, that this was all
just a terrible mistake.

I don't really want
to talk about this, Rachel.

Yeah, but now I'm not so sure
it was.

You know, I'm starting to wonder

if maybe she had something
to do with that night

that your mama and
daddy were killed.

It don't make a damn
bit of difference now.

I made myself a promise
a long time ago

never to go back to that night.

I understand, Tom, but...

I got my own reasons
I need to know.

What happened
to my grandparents,

I can't rightfully
know for sure.

The court says she did it,

she said she didn't have
one friend on that jury,

and that may be the case.

But what I can tell you
about Pat,

that she has a way
of making you believe

what she wants you to believe,

no matter what your gut's
telling you otherwise.

Hell, it's like
its own kind of poison,

except you don't know
you're sick.

[slow blues music]

Whoa.

You ride beautifully.

Oh, no, it's all him.

He's yours anytime.

-Really?
-Charles: Mm-hmm.

Oh, did you hear that?
[laughs]

Charles:
There's something else I want

to show you, come on.

-Yeah?
-Charles: Mm-hmm.

All right, let's go.

Sometimes, I'd just grab
Jennifer and...

we'd get in the car
and just drive.

Didn't matter
where we were going.

You see the key panel?

-Mm-hmm.
-Go over and open it.

That old bomb you're driving
is not gonna last much longer.

I'd like you
to drive one of mine.

Oh, Charles.
[laughs]

[Charles laughs]
Oh, Charles, I couldn't.

Nonsense,
they're not being used.

A car needs as much
attention as a quarter horse.

Whichever one you like.

[laughs]
How about the Mercedes?

Perfect.

Really? [laughs]

Charles.

There's something
I need to tell you.

Okay.

It's about my past.

I don't want to know.

Well, I think you should know

because people might say
things about me,

things that aren't true,

lies that have
haunted me for years.

I was in prison.

They accused me of things
that I didn't do.

They said I hurt people
that I love very much.

Shh, I told you
I don't want to know.

Why not?

I'm sorry.

Oh, I'm sorry.

It's me
who should apologize now.

[ominous orchestral music]

[gun fires]

Mrs. Greene, you scared me.

What are you doing?

Nothing, just putting
some clothes away.

Where's your mother?

Debbie: Outside, I think.

Mrs. Greene, are you okay?

[Pat sings]

♪ A child gives you a cookie ♪

Where's Charles?

Pat: Hmm?

I want you out of this house.

You've been writing checks
to yourself.

My account is short $40,000.

What else have you been
stealing from my house?

Mama?

I can't believe I could've
trusted either of you.

I'm calling the police.

Mrs. Greene, I don't know
what you're talking about.

I'm sure there's some sort
of an explanation, I would,

oh, Mrs. Greene,
oh my goodness, Debbie.

Debbie, get over here.

Jennifer: Where's my pills?

-Pat: It's okay, come on now.
-Jennifer: Give me my pills.

You're getting all crazy
and making yourself sick.

We're gonna get you upstairs.

Everything's gonna be okay,
everything's gonna be just fine.

Charles: What's going on?

Jennifer?

Pat: She fainted, we're gonna
take her upstairs for a bit.

Jennifer: Charles...
[mumbles]

-Yes...
-Charles: It's her heart.

You've gotta call the doctor.

We're on our way,
we're calling the doctor

after we lay her down.

Oh, my goodness,
you're getting so heavy.

We'll have to put you
on a diet soon.

All right, there you go.

Oh, let's get these legs
in here.

[Jennifer groans]

Get you all cozy,
there you go, all right.

Cozy as a bug.

Debbie, I need you to calm down.

Calm down?
She's gonna call the police.

What are we gonna do?

Well, we can't do anything
about it now, can we now?

I need you to go into town

and pick up a prescription
for Mrs. Greene.

What for?

Because it's going to take
a doctor an hour to get here.

-Don't argue with me, Debbie.
-Mama!

Go downstairs, it's in my purse,
thank you very much.

Go on.

Charles:
Did you give her her pills?

Pat: Yes, of course.

This isn't the first time
this has happened.

There are three different pills.

Charles.

She needs to take all three.

Yes, Charles, I know,
I've given her all three pills.

I've spoken to the doctor,
and we are doing exactly

what we should be doing now.

I'll go check on her, all right?

Okay.

You okay?

Yeah.

[kisses]
I'll be back.

[ominous orchestral music]

What are you doing?

-Stop.
-Just a little something

to relax you.

Now, now, now,
now, now, come on.

[Jennifer gasps and grunts]

[shushes]

[Jennifer cries out]

[Jennifer gasps and trembles]

[Jennifer trembles and grunts]

[Jennifer gasping]

[slow orchestral music]

[background noise
drowns out speaker]

[thunder rumbles]
[rain patters]

Can I get you anything?

I should have taken her
to the hospital right away.

The doctor told me to wait,

I shouldn't have
listened to him.

Don't do that.

I...

Don't do that.

The night of our accident,
Jennifer left her purse inside.

The 30 seconds it took for her
to get it was the difference

between that truck hitting us
and not.

She blamed herself for it,
guilt destroyed her,

destroyed us.

So don't do it,
it's not your fault.

[Charles sighs]

Have you lost
people close to you?

More than I care
to think about.

You get kind of numb to it
after a while, I hate that.

Yeah, that's how I feel, numb.

Hell, I don't have
much time here myself.

Maybe I'm just scared.

Maybe it's my time, too.

Please don't say that, Charles.

Debbie, are you all right?

No, I'm not all right.

Mrs. Greene died, Mama.

Well, she was sick,

she practically did this
to herself,

she was so upset.

You act like this
doesn't even bother you.

Oh, what,
because I'm not hysterical?

I've lost a lot of people
I've cared for.

Yeah, we know that.

I didn't mean that.

No.

Of course you didn't.

Baby, I want you to
think about something.

Now, it's just awful.

She was a lovely woman,
but she knew.

Oh, my God.

Pat: No, listen me.

Debbie: No--

No, you listen to me,
what I mean is,

that might not be a bad thing.

Now, I know how that sounds,

but prison is not a place where
you want to spend your time.

If anyone ever finds out about
the money or the jewelry,

any of it, you and I will
be spending time in prison.

Do you understand that?

We are in this together.

Debbie?

I get it.
[slow orchestral music]

You're the only person
I could ever trust

with anything like this.

I know this seems wrong
on the surface,

but none of it would
ever be missed.

That's the only reason
why, there's plenty.

She didn't even
know it was gone.

Oh, God. [sighs]

Your infection's back,
isn't it?

It's nothing.

Let me see.

No, Debbie--

Mom, I'm not gonna
take no for an answer.

Oh my God, you have to
have somebody look at that.

Oh, what, the doctor?

They always say the same thing.

They don't even know
what they're talking about.

Oh, baby, I know this has
been difficult for you.

We gotta stick together, okay?

It's just you and me.

You're my special, pretty girl,
I love you the most.

Pat?

[slow ambient music]

[dramatic music]

Pat: This moment,

when your own blood
sees you as a monster.

Where are we going?

Something sears
through your soul.

Everything I had done
for her, nurtured her,

raised her as my own daughter.

It was in that moment,
that split second,

the Rachel I knew
and loved had died.

Hey.

He's up in my room,
watching a movie, he's fine.

[sighs]
I feel so stupid.

No.

I just--
I didn't know what to do.

It's my house, and I just--
I couldn't stay there,

but I couldn't face her.

Well, you're gonna be safe here.

She lied to me.

Everything she told me
my whole life, a lie.

I need to speak to
Detective Edwards.

I know she's lying about
the money and the Greenes.

Do you have his number?

I actually just spoke
to him about 20 minutes ago.

And Rachel, Mrs. Greene
died this afternoon.

Oh, my God.

No, no, hold on, no.
Now, listen to me here.

I gotta tell you,

the initial report is that
it was heart failure,

you know she's had a
history of heart problems.

But was she sick?

And the husband
supports Pat's story.

I mean, even the doctors
are saying

that Pat did everything
she was supposed to do, so...

What do you think,
there's more to it?

I saw her cutting herself today.

And what else is she capable of?

I'm sorry.
[slow blues music]

What?

According to Derek,
who works in the DA's office,

there's an official
investigation

into both of us now

Grand larceny and something
about forged prescriptions.

How did you manage to get
all this from your friend?

What else do they know?

Not enough for an indictment
or even a warrant yet.

He told me no one
would ever find out.

I swear to God, Mama,
I'm not going to jail.

I will not let that happen.

Just keep working your
friend or whatever it takes,

do you understand?

[car engine revs]

What is that?

A forgery.

Pat used it to get
her job with the Greenes,

told them she was
certified as a nurse.

Can you arrest her on that?

I could, but it would
be a slap on the wrists.

I want her for the murder
of Jennifer Greene,

not for impersonating a nurse.

I want all my ducks in a row
before I move on this one.

Detective:
What about your blood work?

It didn't show anything.

I think she's using
something different,

something that doesn't show
up on any normal tests.

We still have
to explore the possibility

that maybe
she didn't kill anyone,

and she didn't try to poison me.

Your sister is
a sociopath who will stop

at nothing to get
what she wants.

You think it's
just a coincidence

that you got sick once
you started asking questions?

What happened
with the warrant,

search of the Greene estate?

Judge denied it.

Without a formal complaint
from Charles Greene,

I got nothing to go on.

She covered
her tracks pretty good,

always did, she's smart.

Okay.

What do you want to do now?

I have an idea about that.

I still think
she had something to do

with the death
of Walter and Carolyn.

Maybe there's something
in there we can use.

Well, Tom won't talk about it,
he won't, never has.

Well, then he needs
some convincing.

I'd like to come with you.

No, that's not a good idea.

I just saw Tom, he trusts me,
maybe I can help.

[whistle blowing]

I told you what happened
that night is behind me.

It's my right, isn't it?

Yes.

Yes, it is.

But I just don't
understand what kind

of spell she has over you
that makes you want

to keep it bottled up
for all these years.

She has no spell over me,
detective.

I know exactly who she is
and what she did.

I have my own demons
to live with,

and I'd just as soon
keep them to myself.

Do you have a picture
of your new wife?

She's right there.

She's beautiful.

I hope to get paroled
in about a year.

We're gonna be happy.

You want Pat out there,
knowing you're happy?

Tom, she's not going to stop.

How many more people
need to get hurt, Tom?

Tell us about that night.

Detective:
Tell us everything.

I was with Pat in the truck.

[Pat mumbles]

[moaning]

Don't stop now,
oh, what, am I hurting you?

Wasn't that his car?

Going off to the office like
it said in your mama's letter?

Tom: Who cares, come on.
Get back here, come on.

I wonder if she's at home.

That's it,
he wouldn't like that,

he wouldn't like
her here by herself.

I swear,
he owns this whole town.

I feel sorry for your mama,
it's like he owns her too.

Listen, I know everything
you've said

and I know your reasons for it,

but if we could just fix
everything with your daddy,

if they could just
help us a little bit,

we could put
everything in the past,

and then we could
start all fresh again.

Babe.

What?

I don't know, I just,

I got this feeling, like
something bad's gonna happen.

What do you mean,
where are you going?

I'm just gonna
walk back to the house.

It's only a couple of miles.

You go grab some beer and
get back to the fireworks.

Listen, I don't want to hear

about all this bad thing
happening,

that's just a bunch
of mumbo jumbo.

It's just your nerves
talking, listen.

We could have our own place,

we could live like real people.

Please, you gotta do
this thing for me.

Tom:
So I did.

Mama, I just you need to--

Tom: My mother was home, just
like the letter said she'd be.

You can go to the basement,
go on, now, hurry up.

But it wasn't my mother
that wrote that letter,

it was Pat all along.

She went through
a box of letters

that my mama wrote to me
when I was in school.

She learned her handwriting
and her signature

to get me into that
house on that night.

Carolyn: Walter,
what are you doing home?

Walter: Where is he?

Tom: I really didn't
want a confrontation

with my daddy,
so I went down there to hide.

[slow ominous music]

Hey, y'all, you want
to go see some fireworks?

Kids wouldn't let me alone,
so I decided to go.

Go on, get out of here.

Oh, Walter, put that gun away.

Walter: Quiet.

Tom: So I hid
inside that cold bin.

There was a gun in there,

a 12 gauge shotgun
leaning against the wall.

I heard him coming down the
steps, fling the door open.

I didn't think about it
at the time.

Things sometimes just
make sense in the moment.

One of daddy's guns, I guess.

It's still a mystery why
it was there in that spot.

I was just gonna
sneak out later,

that's all I was gonna do.

Carolyn: Walter!

Walter: Carolyn, stay back,
I have him cornered.

Tom: Daddy, don't--
[gun fires]

[Carolyn screams]
Tom: Daddy, stop!

Carolyn: Walter!

[gun fires]
[Carolyn screams]

By some miracle, I wasn't hit.

Grace of God,
I'll tell you that.

I yelled, "Stop, Daddy,"
but he just kept shooting.

I didn't know what else to do,

so I just picked up that gun

and I fired.

[gun fires]

[gun fires]
[Carolyn grunts]

[ominous orchestral music]

The rest is all a blur.

I remember running
right past your car, Dan,

and thinking you were
already after me,

wondering how that could be.

[fireworks popping]

Dan: Hey!

And I just kept
running and running,

till Pat came out of nowhere,
she stopped me.

It never occurred to me
why she was there

and not back with the others.

Pat: What happened?

Oh, my God, they're both dead,
Mama and Daddy--

Okay, look. [shushes]
Okay, now listen.

You never mention
this to anyone again,

do you understand that?

You never mentioned
this to anyone,

do you hear me,
do you understand?

Hey, hey, listen to me,

I'm right here with you,
right now.

If you mention that
to anyone else, that I was here,

they're gonna send me
to jail too, do you want that?

Do you want me in prison?

They're gonna think it's me,
they're gonna know.

No, no, no, no, no,

they're not gonna think
it's you,

because you know why?

Because you're going
to deny everything,

do you understand that?

It never happened, it's just
a bad thought in your head,

it's just like a bad dream,
that's all.

The sooner you start
believing that,

everyone else will too,

do you understand what
I'm telling you, huh?

Yeah.

Yes, okay, I love you,
I love you,

I love you more than life,
all right?

I'm going to make
this right, okay?

Do you believe me?

Now, listen, okay, listen to me.

You're gonna go home, okay,
you're gonna take a shower,

you're gonna wash
all your clothes.

You're not going
to talk to anyone.

You're just going to act
like nothing happened.

Do you understand me?

-Swear.
-I swear.

Okay, all right, go, I love
you, it's okay, it's okay.

That was a bad day,
could have gone either way.

Could have been me
that got killed.

Looking back on it,

don't suppose
it would have mattered to Pat.

I was like a fly that fell
in the spider's web.

My daddy never exposed
himself to her.

My mama told me that he went up

to Glennwood that day
to show her photos of my kids.

I want to show you something.

They're still his
responsibility.

Well, I'm gonna see to it
that he lives up to that.

I believed every word
she told me,

still did for a long time,
always faking illness,

always making me feel
like I wasn't a man

for not standing up to Daddy.

I wouldn't be surprised if she
was the one who got me fired,

just so I'd blame him.

Or if she made that
call that night,

telling my daddy
that I was at the house.

She built the keg and she
filled it with powder,

and then she sat back and
waited for that fuse to be lit.

And that fuse was
lit on Memorial Day.

You could have claimed
self-defense, Tom.

You'd be out of prison
right now.

I did what I did,
and I deserved what I got.

In the end, I guess
she got what she wanted.

Pat always gets what she wants.

[buzzer buzzes]

There has to be
something there we can use.

I mean, she's an accessory
to murder, right?

At the very least, she lied
about seeing Tom that night.

All we've got now is the
testimony of a convicted felon.

I'd hope for more, I'm sorry.

I promised myself
I would never let

my sister hurt anyone else,
and I am not stopping yet.

[birds chirping]

[horse whinnies]

What are you doing?

That's your will.

Amended will.

[slow ominous music]

When I'm gone, I want
you to be taken care of.

Oh, Charles, I don't care
about any of that stuff.

We all care about that,
it's what I wanted to do.

Oh.

Oh, Charles.

I've often wondered
if God watches our every move,

if he judges us
like the preachers say.

If he does, then he knows
why we do certain things.

Others don't.

They don't understand the why.

"Why" is for the weak,
difficult choices are not.

It's the strong who survive,

and the strong don't need
anyone, not even God.

You have a good time
at Anthony's?

I guess.

[Rachel cries out]

Stay down, get down!

[tires squealing]

Get down now, get down!

Baby, get out,
get out, you okay?

Jeremy: Yeah.

Are you all right, you sure?

Come on, everything okay,
you okay?

Jeremy: Yeah.

It's okay, it's okay.
[shushes]

You okay?

Rachel: Whoever did this
is serious, Dan.

They ran us off the road.

You didn't see
who was in the car?

No, I didn't get
a good look at them.

I'm not sure,

but I think it's Debbie's
ex-boyfriend's truck.

You think she'd do
something like that?

Look, I don't know
what to believe anymore.

Just, if they're trying to
scare me, it's working, okay?

Hey, would you
stay here tonight?

Yeah, of course.

[birds chirping]

Debbie: So I talked
to my friend today.

Detective Edwards
is at a dead end,

but they're gonna start
working Mr. Greene pretty hard.

Oh, I'll handle him.

What about Rachel?

Oh, she doesn't
have the stomach

for this sort of thing,
she'll get the message.

And Mr. Greene?

Well, Mr. Greene,
he's a little confused.

He's not feeling very well.

What do you mean?

Well, he's not well at all.

Rachel: Hey, sweetie.

Why is he sleeping here?

He just wants to make sure
that we're okay.

But you don't need to worry,
okay, we're fine.

Hey, let's do
something fun tomorrow,

just you and me,
whatever you want, deal?

Deal.

Okay, good night,
sweetie, have sweet dreams.

[glass shatters]

-Oh, my God.
-What's happening?

Rachel:
Get under the bed, now.

Did you get the plates?

No.

Listen, is there a friend
you and Jeremy can stay with,

maybe somebody they don't know?

Look, if you don't get
anything on Pat, I will.

This ends now.

Pat: There you go.

Thank you, the money
will be transferred

by the end of
business day tomorrow.

Is there anything
else we can do?

No, thank you so much.

I hope you have
a lovely time overseas.

When are you leaving?

Tomorrow morning,
you have a lovely day now.

[phone beeps]

She's using strychnine.

Hold on.

It says here strychnine can
be injected intravenously.

It causes convulsions,
asphyxiation,

paralytic effects,
such as heart failure,

even in small doses.

She probably forged
a prescription.

What should I do?

Leave it exactly
where you found it.

There's something else.
[ominous music]

I found the prescription.

The prescription is made
out to Pat Allanson.

Listen to me, Rachel,
get out of there.

[slow music]

What are you doing?

Detective:
Are you hearing me, Rachel?

Rachel!

Hollister, are you anywhere
near the Greene estate?

Dan:
Greene estate, why?

Rachel's in trouble, get
out there, get out there now.

Strychnine, is that
what you use?

Is that what you used on me?

Rachel, you're paranoid.

Is that what you
used on Mrs. Greene?

How many others, Pat,
what about Mr. Greene?

Is he in danger?

Why are you doing this
to me, we're family.

You're my sister, I love you.

Rachel: You don't
love anyone but yourself.

How could you say that to me,

after everything
I've been through?

You know I've had to fight
for everything I've ever had.

What, by killing people?

How could you poison me, Pat?

Oh, Rachel, you had the flu.

Pat, put it down,
put it down right now.

Pat: What's this?

-You okay, Rachel?
-Yeah.

Rachel?

Where's Charles Greene?

He's in his room.

-Pat: Rachel.
-Turn around and put your hands

behind your head.

Turn around now!

Pat: Rachel!

Dan: You're under arrest.

How could you do this to me?

It's a fine line
between need and want.

We need shelter,

food,

companionship,
but the things we want, well,

that's what feeds our appetite.

Our ego.

Our self-esteem.

People used to say
I was spoiled rotten

from the day I was born,

that I got everything I wanted.[laughs]

That couldn't be
further from the truth.

In fact,

I never got anything I wanted.

They're offering her a deal,

they'll close the book
on the Allanson murders

in exchange for a guilty plea

to aggravated assault
against Mr. Greene.

And his wife's body's
been cremated,

along with any evidence
that she was poisoned,

so we can't link Pat
to her death.

But they are throwing
in a violation

of a controlled
substance and posing

as a registered nurse,
for good measure.

Rachel:
And what about Debbie?

Probation,
that's part of the deal.

Pat's gonna plead
to keep her out of jail.

[slow blues music]

I'm standing here in front
of the Sheriff's Department

in Monticello County,
where Pat Allanson

recently pled guilty
to crimes related

to the poisoning of Mrs. Greene

and was sentenced today
to eight years in prison.

This will be Mrs. Allanson's
second term in prison.

Mrs. Greene's husband
Charles had no comment.

Dan: Okay, you sure I can't
convince you to stay?

No, too many ghosts here.

I gotta ask you, why Seattle?

'Cause it never rains
in Seattle.

[both laughing]

Jeremy, come on,
buckle up, kiddo.

Well, send me a postcard,
all right?

Rachel: Come visit.

I just might do that.

Bye.

Dan: Goodbye.

[car engine revs]

Pat: It's a terrible
burden now, all of it,

to be humbled and forgotten
by everyone you knew.

I only pleaded guilty
to save my daughter.

She hasn't spoken to
me in eight years.

I should have fought,
I can see that now.

But I also believe that the
good Lord doesn't allow anything

to chance, that I was meant
to spend this time in prison.

Just ask the warden,
and she'll tell you

what a blessing it's been,
not just for me,

but for all the other
women that I've helped.

I've been active
in several programs,

and I really hope
to continue to do that work.

I've made mistakes.

I've paid dearly for them.

But I have paid,

and that's the
God's honest truth.

My truth.

[slow guitar music]
[quiet overlapping chattering]

♪ I'm a good, good girl ♪

♪ I'm such a good, good girl ♪

♪ I got my hair up in curls,
precious as pearls ♪

♪ I'm a good, good girl ♪

♪ I'm a good, good girl ♪

♪ Such a good, good girl ♪

♪ Never want to do bad,
just want to love on my man ♪

♪ I'm just a good, good girl ♪

♪ The belle of the ball ♪

♪ For you, baby,
I've got it all ♪

♪ Champagne and roses ♪

♪ Let's raise a toast
to the good, good girl ♪

♪ Such a good, good girl ♪