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I have a tip.

I have information about
my sister Penny's murder.

But we have to do it face-to-face.

Are you sure about this?

Yeah, I-I think it's important.

I'm here to see Sam Gillis.

You know, I took her to Rikers.

She even knows you can't
bring in a pen and paper.

And I taught her how to remember quotes

by turning them into song lyrics.

I mean, she's ready.

And we can talk about mass incarceration

and the prison-industrial complex after.

It'll be like responsible parenting 101.

I'm not sure "responsible parenting"
and "prison"

should go in the same sentence.

But...

Look, as long as you're okay.

Hey, Dad. Sign.

Bags on the conveyor belt, please.

- Thanks.
- Thank you.

Step forward.

Empty out your pockets, sir.

Go ahead. Step forward.

The state calls Matt Lisko.

Do the right thing, Matty.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

I don't know. Maybe
this was not such a good idea.

I don't want to distract Hilde.
I think I'm gonna go wait in the car.

Wait. No. Matt. What are you doing?

Where'd Dad go?

- Bridget Jensen.
- Yes.

I apologize.

You and your daughter won’t
be able to see inmate Gillis today.

Oh. Okay. Thank you for your time.

- Wait. Why not?
- He's in solitary.

But he put my name
on today’s visitor list.

He's expecting me.

Prisoners don't decide their
schedule, sweetheart.

We do.

- Have a nice day.
- You too.

Wait. What did he do?
There must be something wrong!

Hey, you cannot talk to a
corrections officer that way.

Why is Sam in solitary?

- Let's go. We'll figure it out.
- Mom, I'm a journalist.

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Seat belts on.

Are we gonna talk about
you walking out like that?

Okay, dude.
I am not doing this with you right now.

You're being like you were
back in Brooklyn with Miriam.

This has got nothing to do with her.

Who's Miriam?

Nothing, sweetie. No one.

Matt.

Damn it.

- Frank.
- Lieutenant Briggs.

You're driving with out-of-state plates.

You gotta register your vehicle
here in Washington State ASAP

or you'll be fined.

Temporary move, Lieutenant.

Well, you still gotta register here

if you're staying for
more than three months.

You two know each other?

Yeah, don't worry, Frank.

I'm not here to cause trouble.

Really?

'Cause for the past couple decades,

it’s been really nice
and quiet around here.

Now we got your kid writing about
homicides that aren't homicides.

And people are already starting to talk.

Tell me, uh, Lieutenant,

is Holmes County doing
an autopsy on Penny Gillis?

Penny slipped and broke her neck.
There's gonna be no autopsy.

No waste of taxpayer dollars.

There'll be no cops chasing a ghost

when they should
be doing their damn jobs.

This is a warning, okay?

If I see those plates again,
I'm gonna write you up.

What was that all about?

That's the guy who's been stalking us,

hanging out in front of
our house every night.

Don't worry.

Everything's okay.

Did you see Mom and Dad today?

I live here, loser.

No. I mean, did you notice that

we left together and then
we came home separately?

Dad's sad.

It's this town.

This place is so weird.
Like, horror movie weird.

I know, right?

But it's not like the kind
of horror movie

that has a poltergeist
or a creepy clown.

It's like the kind
that has an explanation

for all the weird things that happen.

Sure, like a serial killer.

At least serial killers can be caught.

Do you think that Mom and
Dad are gonna get a divorce?

Izzy?

Izzy?

Scooch over.

Izzy?

I swear, if you and I really
moved out to the woods,

I don't think my family
would even notice.

Do you want to?

Maybe.

Do you?

Maybe.

So, with this JPay thing you can just,
like, call prisoners?

Yeah. It's like FaceTime
but for inmates.

Shh.

- No talking.
- Can you put these in periodicals?

Oh. Can you put these in periodicals?

To you...

Penny and, um, Richie Fife,
they're just news stories.

But not to us.

I was there when that boy went missing.

Broke our hearts.

So, next time you write about it,
you remember that.

Yes, ma'am.

Sam Gillis, my name is Hilde Lisko,
editor in chief of The Chronicle.

This is Spoon and this is Donny,
my reporters.

I don't think I should be... I could
get into a lot of trouble for this.

I'm really sorry about your sister.

But I don't think her
death was an accident.

- I don't either.
- But everyone else does.

So, if you wanna
find out who killed her...

we're pretty much all you got.

Hello? Principal Collins.

Honey, you better get down here.

Okay, Mom. I'll be right there.

Look, I know you think we're too young.

But that's why we can help.
We're off the radar.

Do you know anyone that might have
had a motive to kill your sister?

You can trust us, sir.

I think I have an idea.

But I can't tell you over the phone.

They monitor all my calls here.

Excuse me.

Shut that off.

Kimmy?

Kimmy?

Everyone, out.

First you report that
an accident is a murder,

then you bring a convicted
criminal into the school.

Convicted but probably innocent.

Well, that's not what
these parents think.

They're just gonna wonder why their
kids saw a killer at school today.

What would you do if you were me?

I would wanna know the truth
about what happened to my friend,

Richie Fife.

He was your friend.

Hilde, no one in this town thinks
that Sam Gillis is innocent.

Do you?

Mm-hmm.

Any chance I...

No. Whatever it is, the answer is no.

Copy that.

Izzy. Wait up.

You're in my personal space.

Sorry. And I'm really sorry
for ditching you in the woods.

- Yeah, you should be.
- I can explain.

Oh, this should be good.

When I was six, I was bit by a dog.
Here's the scar. See?

That tiny mark?

Well, it's small now,

but my face was smaller back
then so it was bigger.

Yeah. You know, I don't think
that’s how math works but okay.

What kind of dog?

- What?
- You heard me.

Poodle.

Toy or standard?

What?

You know, like, was it a toy poodle,
like, in a little sweater

or was it a standard poodle?

You know, I did come to find you,
but you were gone.

Okay. Well, I forgive you.

I still wanna know what
kind of poodle it was.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey, I got it, I got it.
There you go.

I'm not an invalid, Frankie.

It's Matt, Dad.

Matt lives in New York now.

He hasn't called in about...

mmm... eleven months.

No.

Eleven months and three days.

Yeah, well, I'm here now. Okay?

That's how I ended up in this place.

Dad... Dad, look,
I gotta ask you something.

Dad, how... how often does
Frankie come to visit you?

You know, I was hoping to run into him.

And, uh, I-I just wanted to talk to him.

Does he come a lot?

Dad?

What do you two talk about?

What a shitty son I am?

What got you so upset that day?

Can you remember?

Thanks, Pop.

Pretty soon I'll have
a whole swarm, right?

Yeah, can I get a whiskey, please?

Excuse me for a second.

I hate this song.

Yeah, no shit.

Look, man, we've-we've known
each other since we were what?

Five years old?

Yeah. We missed a
couple decades in there.

Yeah, well, whose fault is that?

My buddy at the prison warned me that

you’re trying to connect with Sam.

That's how you knew
where to pull me over.

Yeah, you change those plates yet?

Are you making any plans
to move back to Brooklyn?

Why are you stalking my family, Frank?

- I'm just doing my job.
- Right, sure.

It's your job to sit outside my
house in the middle of the night?

Keeping Erie Harbor safe from

anyone suspicious
is pretty much the gig.

Yeah, well,
how the hell am I suspicious?

I don't know.

It sure is strange
you're here not one day

and your old friend,
Penny, turns up dead.

I-I thought that was an accident.

Excuse me? Can I get another?

What? You're gonna accuse another
innocent man of murder, Frank?

You are the only person alive that
thinks that Sam Gillis is innocent.

- Yeah, well, that's not true.
- Yeah?

You spent seven
years trying to prove it.

- You ruined your life, your dad's life.
- Yeah, okay.

Let it go.

Let it go, Matty.

Yeah, or what?

Leave it alone.

You know, I've reported in
neighborhoods worse than war zones.

You think I'm scared of you, Frank? Huh?

You stay the hell away from my family.

You understand?

Excuse me, can I go again?

Where's Dad?

- I don't know.
- Is he in trouble?

Maybe. Let me get back to you on that.

Hey.

Where's Hilde?

Working.

Hey, sorry I'm late.

Where were you? We were worried sick.

Why? I walked home.

Are you drinking that?

I was.

Oh, God.

- Why are you so sweaty, Daddy?
- Huh?

What?

He's drunk, twerp.

Hey, Iz. Come here, come here.

- Matt.
- Your mom wants to talk to you.

Real nice, Matt.

Oh, ow. Ow.

Ginny, stop it. Stop it, please. Okay?

- Ginny, no. Stop.
- Stop it.

- What's that? Stop it.
- Matt, can you...

Yeah, I'll clean them up.
I'll clean up this mess.

Thank you.

Matt, if you're not
gonna do the dishes...

Matt. God, now I have two toddlers.

That's it! I'm going to get dessert.
I need a break.

We have dessert.

Dad.

What's going on with you guys?

I feel like a jealous
wife all over again,

except the other woman is
a 31-year-old cold case.

So... he's cheated?

No, not exactly.

I mean, he was covering this story

of this girl who went
missing in the Hamptons.

She just disappeared.

Yeah, that was
all over the national news.

Matt became obsessed
with solving it, like,

A Beautiful Mind obsessed.

He got super close to the girl's mom,

Miriam.

Hmm.

Oh, hello. What are you
guys talking about?

This is Winnie Witherspoon.

Wait, "Witherspoon"? Is your son...

Spoon, yeah. He's working
with your daughter on the paper.

- Yeah.
- So...

did anything happen with
your husband and that woman?

He said "no." So...

And you believe him?

Ye... Yeah.

You know, he-he said
he was just trying to solve

her daughter's case, so...

Well, at least now you know why.

Their connection, you know,
I-I could never have that with him.

You know, he...

They both lost someone close to them
and-and never knew what happened.

So, it makes sense why he felt like
he could talk to her and not me.

I put Ginny to bed.

Hilde and Izzy are...
doing their homework,

and I finished the washing up.

In 15 years, I've never seen
you have more than a few beers.

What would make you drink
a gallon of whiskey?

I, uh, I ran into an old friend.

I looked him up.

Lieutenant Frank Briggs.

He was there the night
of Richie's abduction.

I called my old firm.

Wait.

I had them pull the court
transcripts from LexisNexis.

"The prosecution now calls its witness,
Frank Briggs, to the stand."

"Bailiff: Please raise your right hand.
Do you solemnly swear

that the testimony you're about to give

will be the truth, the whole truth..."

... and nothing but the truth,
so help you God?

I do.

"Prosecutor: Mr. Briggs, please
tell the court in your own words..."

... exactly what you
remember from that night.

I heard him, Sam Gillis, in the van.

And I saw part of the
van's license plate.

The letters were L-G-E.

Just... Just stop, please.

You can't make
somebody else tell the truth.

And what if Sam really was in that van?

And what if Frank was right
and-and I have ruined everything?

I mean, I don't know.

You did the right thing.

You told the truth, your truth.
That is always the right thing.

Yeah, well, it didn't stop an
innocent man from going to prison

for the rest of his life.

It wasn't your fault.

You were just a kid.

I can't believe someone
left a telescope here.

Oh, my God. This is amazing.

I, uh... I need to tell you something.

It was a toy poodle.

That dog that bit me when I was a kid,

it was a little, white,
fluffy toy poodle.

Actually, you know what?
I have to be honest with you.

It wasn't a toy poodle.
It was a teacup poodle.

And her name was "Baby."

No. Oh, my God.

We finally have an office,
a place to put all our gear.

Wait. How'd you get all this stuff?

My garage.

My dad buys most of this
stuff from the Internet.

I'm pretty sure he spent my
whole college fund on this.

And, yes, Baby wore
the occasional sweater,

but only when it was really cold out.

And other than that, she was fierce.

Well, well, well,

look what we have here.

Oh, my God. You're so obsessed with me.
Get out of here.

Here's the deal.

My friends and I are going to
use this cabin three days a week.

In exchange, I won't tell Mom
and Dad you have a boyfriend.

What? No, I don't have...
Look, he's not...

I've-I've never said anything like that.

Just...

Okay, fine. Whatever.

Fine.

We should get out of here,

unless you wanna share
the place with these nerds.

Thank you.

Oh, what is that?

Oh, my God.

- Yeah.
- Oh, my God. I...

I feel like I'm gonna die.

Yeah, well, before you do that,

you might wanna go down
and talk to your daughter.

She's worried about you.

- All right.
- Okay.

Oh, God. I'm gonna do it, but...

Oh, you're disgusting.

Yeah, I love you too.

Okay.

What are you doing? You trying to write?

Where's the computer?

Uh, I was going to play a game,
do a crossword puzzle.

Yeah, okay. Quit sharpening
pencils, okay?

I wasn't.

No, it's just a saying
we had when I worked at the paper.

Yeah, it means...

Stop messing around with your
pencils and your notebooks

and start writing something already.

Yeah, I know. You told me.

I don't know why I try to
teach you anything anymore.

Do you miss it?

What, Brooklyn?

No.

Writing, being a journalist.

No.

No, y... you want me
to fix you some breakfast?

Yeah, sure.

Be there in a sec.

Hey, Hilde, look at this.

Look what Pop-Pop can do.

"Float like a butterfly...

sting like a bee."

I know, Pop-Pop. Muhammad Ali.

Oh.

Not Muhammad Ali.

That's you, kiddo.

You're the toughest kid I know.

Ready for breakfast.

Wait, guys.

When we were on the phone with Sam,

he said he couldn't
tell us who killed Penny

because they were monitoring his calls.

Um, are we supposed to say something?

'Cause I feel like you think we know
something we don't actually know.

Think about it. Who is "they"?

Yeah, I'm still not tracking you here.

- Who monitors the calls in prison?
- The people who work there.

- Exactly.
- Yes.

So, what if Sam was suspecting
someone at the prison

and that's why he
was afraid to talk to us?

What if it was that creepy
CO who put Sam in solitary?

We gotta look into him.

How are we supposed
to figure out who he is?

Wait.

I saw him...

when I went to go visit Sam.

Hey, it's Trip. Leave a message.

Hey, Trip. I have a tip for you.

The police need to look
into a guy named Ed Quinlin.

He works at the prison where Sam is.

But why would someone at
the prison wanna kill Penny?

I don't know... yet.

What are you doing?

I wanna question Ed Quinlin.
That's where you're going, right?

You're nine.

And two-fifths.

My dad has taken me
to many crime scenes.

Well, this isn't a dead body.
It's a live killer.

Interesting.

So now it’s an official
murder investigation?

Hilde, put your notebook away.

The public has the right to know

that Penny Gillis' death
is now under investigation.

It's not, okay?

Not officially.

Then the public has
the right to know that.

How do I turn you off? Hmm?

Is there an off button
or a light switch or...

Take me with you...

to get the real story.

Please, ma'am.

Uh-uh, wait. You stay behind me, okay?

You're lucky you're not
a boy saying that to me.

Well, I could make you wait in the car.

I could write an article
that said you kidnapped me,

and it would be technically factual.

What are you doing, Trip?

Serve and protect. It's the damn oath.

I can't. Look, I can't!

Now, if you wanna get me in trouble,
then get me in trouble.

But I can't take a kid
to go interview a killer.

Now go hide over there.

Mr. Ed Quinlin? Holmes County.

I'm here to ask you a few questions.

Hello? Anybody home?

Hilde, no, no, no, no.

Hilde.

Hil... Hilde!

What are you doing in here?

I'm not very good at
following directions.

You think? Get out of here.

I can't touch anything in
here without a search warrant.

And for that, I need probable cause.

To most people in Erie Harbor,

Penny Gillis was just the
sister of the town bogeyman.

Penny was more than a sister, though.

She was a kind person.

She was the only person who didn’t laugh

at me when I said I was a reporter.

Penny was an outsider,

just because she would do
anything to help her brother.

Warden wants to see you.

He told Penny that if
she didn't bring drugs or money,

he would make sure Sam
didn't survive in jail.

I wish every mystery could be solved.

But in the case of Richie Fife,
his story is far from over.

If there's anything I've
learned from Penny...

it's that we should never
give upon the people we love.

We should make sacrifices for them.

We should believe them,
even if nobody else does.

And we should never, ever

stop looking for answers
that can set them free.

In the end, we should just...

love them.

What is all this stuff?

You know, it's-it's my father's.

He... He hid it.

And I never knew.

I hardly spoke to him for 25 years.
I thought he'd given up on me.

He believed me.

I watched the tape.

The van had no license plate.

Frank... he said he
saw the license plate.

He gave the cops the last
three letters, but...

there were no plates.

Frank lied.

Well, you've never written
anything like this before.

This is really something.

She deserved more than to be a
dead body buried in the back pages.

Yeah, well, now she won't be.

Hey, you did a good thing.
I'm proud of you.

Really, I'm proud of you.

Hey, maybe The Chronicle
should do more op-eds, huh?

- I'll take it up with the board.
- Funny.

Dad, I think there's
something you should know.

Yeah, it's okay. I know you cut
school to interview a murder suspect.

No. No.

Well-Well, yes, but no.

I think Penny tried to make a copy
of the tape because you came back.

She had the tape for a year.

And she didn't show it to anybody

because she knew no one
was going to help her.

But then... you came back.

Who are you texting?

"Run."

That's what the kidnapper said
to me when he took Richie.

Well, I'm not gonna run anymore.

Hey!

I'm surprised you showed up.

You're a liar, Frank.

I got a videotape to prove it.

And that van, it didn't even
have a goddamn license plate.

And you knew your testimony
was wrong, didn't you?

I was a kid, Matt.

It's what I thought I saw.

I was just a kid.

Yeah, well, so was Richie.
And his killer's still out there.

It's a copy, asshole.

I just thought you might wanna see it.

You're a liar, Frank.

Pretty soon, everyone else
is gonna know it too.

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