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Previously on "Will Trent"...

I want this time to be different.

I like having you in my life. It just feels right.

Officer down! Get me an ambulance!

God, is this my life now?

Oh, you went back to work too soon,

and you'll be just fine after some PT. Alright.

Started with the suspected murderer I caught last week.

Sex offender found dead in the woods

with a little toy stuck in his mouth.

So we got a probable spree killer

who's been operating for at least a few weeks.

And no leads.

Yeah, we got some work to do.

[ Birds chirping ]

This place is so pretty.

I didn't even know this was here.

Oh. You came prepared.

♪♪

You are so beautiful.

♪♪

Will: Be careful. Angie: Yep.

Please be careful of your back.

Okay, I am. Alright.

Um... Okay.

Alright, you don't need to help. I got it from here.

I'm just gonna roll it -- What if it hits the wall and makes a mark?

Did it hit the wall and leave a mark?

No, that's what I'm doing.

Oh, okay. Alright.

I'll help with this part, at least, okay?

One, two, and three. One...

Yeah.

[ Sighs ] [ Chuckles ]

Perfect.

You, um...see the vision?

I do see it.

A dining table. I was, um, you know,

thinking it might add some scope to our lives.

Scope? Scope.

You know, a bigger, more robust life.

Is that why so many chairs?

Um, maybe we'll --

we'll, I don't know, have a dinner party.

Do we know that many people?

Maybe there might be some, um, I don't know...

smaller people later,

that would need chairs...

to sit.

[ Breathes sharply ]

Okay.

I'll get to sanding.

[ Chuckles ]

Okay. Don't hurt yourself.

I won't.

Have you ever had sex on a table?

Oh, it's, uh -- that would be very unsafe.

It's a pedestal table. They're very prone to tipping.

Terrible idea. I don't know what I was thinking. Yeah.

Faith: Don't scream. It's just me. [ Gasps ]

Angie: Mitchell. The door was literally open.

Betty was on the porch. I saved your dog.

Hi. Will, we found another body.

Looks like the same killer.

The serialist? Yeah.

Well, maybe this will lead to a break

in this unbreakable case.

Ormewood's gonna meet us Okay. at the scene.

And you keep an eye on her, okay?

Don't let her do too much. Don't do too much. Okay.

[ Radio chatter ]

[ Thunder rumbling ]

Ormewood: Hiker found the body under some brush

in the woods over there.

ID in his wallet says he's Blake Turner.

He's been missing for about four months.

This level of decomp,

he's probably been dead for around that long.

Same signature? Yep.

Little toy right between what's left of his cheek and gum.

They didn't give you much to work with, huh, Pete?

I'll do my best.

Watermelon armadillo.

♪♪

This place is a pigsty.

We're not cleaning till we get a break in the case.

I don't care what you have to do.

I need this solved before the press

turns this guy into a local hero.

Where are we?

Blake Turner was not a registered sex offender,

but apparently, he was your standard-issue nasty-ass creep.

Do I have that right, Ormewood, or am I missing some nuance?

Nope. Roommate said he liked teenage girls.

Okay, so that tracks.

Well, he's now the first known victim,

which screws up everything we thought we knew

about the timeline. Vincent Claxton was next.

Registered sex offender, living in Decatur.

Same cause of death,

same little toy signature in his mouth.

Then Jason Peters.

All these guys wore glasses, by the way.

Same deal? Yep.

Pedo. Asphyxiation. Toy.

Same for Blake Turner.

There were fractures to his fifth and sixth ribs this time.

Let me see that.

Why does it smell like depression in here?

Oh, I don't know, Pete.

Maybe because of all the takeout containers.

You're never gonna make detective this way, Pete.

Why are you guys being mean? 'Cause we're working nonstop,

and this case won't break.

I got it. I got it. Listen to this.

What if it's a really big guy who stands behind him

and just squeezes?

Can you still breathe, Pete? Yes, but not well.

Prolonged exposure would deprive my muscles of oxygen,

causing them to shut down.

[ Groans ] See?

The Bear Hug Diddler Killer? That's stupid.

I think you all need to put your thinking caps back on.

Pete, you need to do a secondary tox screen.

We have to be missing something.

Alright.

♪♪

[ Sighs ]

[ Birds cawing ]

♪♪

So, what do you think?

Golden honey, Moroccan Amber?

We got a walnut-y one.

Eat. Um, okay.

Um, I-I don't know.

Whatever you like.

Betty and I like the lighter.

Alright, this is your dining table fantasy.

Ohh. Sorry. Look, I-I didn't sleep last night.

Yeah, you know, let's go with the lighter.

Why didn't you sleep?

The case? We're getting nowhere.

We know the cause of death, but not how they were killed.

You'll get it.

I know you're only five pounds,

but you really feel like six. [ Betty whines ]

[ Chuckles ] Yeah. No offense, girl.

That.

That right there. That's it.

♪♪

Um.

♪♪

Here it is.

[ Betty whines lightly ]

It's in here. There -- There it is.

Uh, "The Nightmare." What?

It's -- It's a painting. This is it.

Breakthrough? Maybe so.

I got to go. Alright.

iBuen provecho! We have a breakthrough.

Caroline, put the thing up on the thing.

Caroline: Alright. We're moving. Good morning.

Hey, we found degraded red paper

in Blake Turner's pocket.

It matches this ticket we found in Jason Peters' car.

We don't know where it's from, but they both had it,

so maybe it's something.

Okay. We can circle back to that.

Caroline, what's the hold up?

Take it easy. Okay. Here we go.

Behold!

I don't get it.

What does that goblin sitting on that lady

have to do with anything?

And what's up with that horse?

The horse doesn't matter. This!

This is how she does it.

She? Yes. She.

I mean, i-it could be a small man, but I don't think so.

Ah! Perfect timing, Pete.

Now, he's gonna tell us how he found something

on his second tox screen, aren't you, Pete?

Cyclobenzaprine. It's a muscle relaxant.

Yes!

That was my Toaster Strudel.

Ormewood, lay on the table. No.

You want to solve this or not?

Be a team player. Come on.

[ Sighs softly ]

Caroline, sit on his chest. Sure thing.

Uh, Caroline, you do not have to consent to that.

Oh, I'm happy to help.

Okay.

So, our killer, she drugs them

so they can't fight back.

Then she sits on their chest

and watches them slowly suffocate.

Okay, but who's the horse? What?

No, the -- the horse is irrelevant.

She watches them die.

She watches them take their last breath.

This is personal.

Okay, male serial killers, they don't care about death.

They're in it for the torture.

Uh, death is just a byproduct.

Women serial killers,

they want to be present at the moment of death.

Revenge fantasy. Exactly!

The killer's been hurt, probably when she was young.

[ Strained ] Okay, guys, I can't breathe.

Caroline, you can get down now.

We need to figure out how she's choosing her victims.

Ormewood, find out where that ticket's from.

Alright, we have a lead and a theory.

Let's clean this place up.

Self-esteem!

Be honest, when you reflect on the relationship --

I am doing something private right now.

Which do you think you appreciate more?

Is it my brains or my body?

[ Scoffs ] Do you have something for me?

Because I-I don't want to be seen

as just some sex object for you, Faith.

I am a shrewd investigator, as well.

What is that? Mnh-mnh-mnh-mnh-mnh.

Found another suspicious sex offender death.

That is impossible.

I've looked at every sex offender death

in Georgia in the last year. Not Georgia.

Six months ago, a long-haul trucker was killed

just over the border in Alabama.

Maybe we trade my spectacular lead for a quote?

You know, I really hope that that body of yours

bends in half because I am driving.

Let's go. [ Sighs ] Come on.

I love when she gets like that. Oh!

Uh, excuse you.

Hey, can I get everyone's attention, please?

Hey, "Coyote Ugly,"

you can't do this on your own desk?

Does anybody recognize this ticket?

It was found on a victim,

has a little shooting star on the back of it.

You know I eat at this desk.

Could have been from a school event,

church function, possibly a drink ticket, bingo?

My home away from home. My sanctuary, really.

Anyone?

Red ticket. Shooting star.

The Moon and Stars Roller Rink.

Whew, rough.

Are you sure?

I am sure.

Those red tickets haunt my dreams.

The Moon and Stars Roller Rink in Conyers.

It's the nastiest place in Georgia.

It's true. All three of my kids got pinkeye there.

Have fun getting foot and mouth disease.

You heard the lady.

Thank you.

♪♪

♪ Are you ready, boy? ♪

♪ Catch me, I'm falling ♪

♪♪

♪ Catch me now, I'm falling ♪

-Ooh! -Oh!

[ Air hisses ] ♪ Catch me, I'm falling ♪

I don't know them,

but we get a lot of guys like that in here.

What do you mean by "guys like that"?

Like, what are they doing here if they don't have kids?

They're not skating.

They're just drinking and watching.

Oh, come on. I take my kids skating.

Well, don't bring them here.

You know who's here? Pervs.

This place is perv central.

Joe, cake!

Are there any pervs here now?

Swing a cat, dude.

Look over there. There's one. That guy.

He finds a way to brush my ass twice a shift.

Maybe you guys could do something about it?

No? Not important enough?

Great. Have a wonderful day.

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you... ♪ Will: He's wearing glasses. That's her type.

Ormewood: Yeah, looks like he's hitting the head.

Let's go talk to him.

We should just wait till he gets out.

What? No!

Small space! Intimidation!

It's just...so disgusting.

[ Sighs ]

[ Toilet flushes ]

Hello.

Um. Hi. Good afternoon.

Special Agent Will Trent, GBI.

Detective Ormewood, APD.

Can we ask what your name is?

Connor Bierce.

Can I help you? Yeah.

What brings into the Moon and Stars Roller Rink today?

I'm here with my kids.

They're at the birthday party.

Oh, I have kids.

I wouldn't bring them here.

We hear this place is littered with perverts

looking for opportunities to commit statutory rape.

I don't know what you're talking about.

That's not what we heard.

But today's your lucky day, Connor,

because we're not here to arrest you.

We're here because there's a killer

targeting guys like you.

And unfortunately, we need your help.

So...let's say that you were a guy

who was interested in meeting young girls.

Which I am not, and I'd like to leave.

In a second.

Now, if you were that guy,

would she approach you?

Is there some kind of signal? Ormewood.

MeetAPeach.com.

You ever go to that website, Connor?

No. I don't know what you guys are talking about.

Hey. We're asking for your own good!

On the souls of my children,

I have never been unfaithful to my wife,

let alone looked at a teenage girl.

Excuse me. Hey.

Lay off the ass brushing, or I'm coming back here.

♪♪

[ Sighs ] What a dick.

♪♪

Faith: So, the truck driver was shot with his own gun?

Yup, but it was rubbed clean of prints.

Body also had scratches on the arms and neck.

Guy tried to take advantage of the wrong girl.

That's what we think.

How about you take a walk around the block?

You can pick up this file when you get back.

You got it. Thanks for the eggs.

Girl, you stuck your whole foot in this thing!

Mnh-mnh! I'm gonna come back.

Baby boo, find anything interesting?

Truck driver's name was Roy Campbell.

Local PD said he had a prescription

for cyclobenzaprine.

That is the muscle relaxant we found

in the system of our other victims.

Did they find the pills in the truck?

No.

But maybe that's how our killer got ahold of it.

This death is different, more violent.

Maybe we're looking at our first victim.

I mean, look at the strawberry necklace.

You think it belonged to the killer? Mm-hmm.

Maybe she was a redhead.

Color turned out great, Ange.

Yeah. Right?

Yeah.

Oh, whoa, no, no fan.

Why? It'll dry faster.

What, are you crazy, woman?

Dust.

Yep. Okay, I do the whole project. [ Cellphone ringing ]

He comes in at the end. He's got notes.

No fan. Of course. Trent.

Dust.

Are you serious?

Ormewood: Yep.

The ass brusher. [ Sighs ]

"On my children's souls," huh?

Did he have a toy? Yep.

You dumb ass.

Now I got to break the news to your wife and kids.

[ Tray clatters ]

♪♪

So, I've been looking at phone and computer records

for our new dead guy.

He did have a MeetAPeach account,

but he deleted all of his chat messages.

You know what he forgot, though?

You want to guess?

He forgot about the cloud backup.

Was he chatting with anyone recently?

He was talking to a lot of young women,

offering a "daddy special" --

older men, much younger women.

Dirty, dirty. Okay, look, it's Cooper.

Hello, Cooper. Hey.

Sorry I'm late.

School nurse sent her home with a stomachache.

Again? Poor baby. Yeah.

Why don't you go sit in my office?

I got some ginger lozenges in the desk drawer.

Might help your tummy.

And take some laps around Trent's desk.

It might help you poo.

So, these are the accounts he was chatting with...

Uh, hold up, hold up.

Scroll back down.

That one -- StrawberryGirl.

The necklace.

They were planning to meet.

Did any of our other victims exchange messages with her?

If they did, they were smart enough or gross enough

to encrypt their transmissions.

Well, check on her end.

If StrawberryGirl's finding these men on this site,

whoever she's talking to might be her next victim.

I just need a warrant to monitor her account.

I'll go to the courthouse myself.

Give me an hour.

♪♪

"An anonymous source confirms"?

Did you think I wouldn't find out about this article?

Do I look stupid to you?

Alright, Coop. I get it.

I haven't been paying you any attention.

I wouldn't say "stupid" --

Cooper: It hurrrrrts. I know, baby.

You want some ginger ale? Don't get smart with me.

You're out here jeopardizing this investigation

by speaking to the press.

Yeah, you're hot. Where does it hurt?

I swear, I do not know what that man's loins

have talked you into.

Did you just say "his loins"?

I traded a quote for a piece of information

that has led to a major breakthrough.

So, why don't you worry about your own loins?

Right here? On the right?

Yeah. When you have my job,

you don't have to explain your loins to anyone.

Did -- Did that child say she has a pain on her right side?

That's her appendix. She needs the hospital.

Oh. Oh, Oh, my God. Okay, baby.

Come here. I got you. Ow.

I need help! Daddy, I'm scared!

I know, sweetheart. It's gonna be okay.

Somebody help me!

It's my daughter. I think it's her appendix.

Show me where it hurts, honey.

She has a fever, and she's in a lot of pain. [ Cries ]

Straight back. Possible ruptured appendix, Bay 2!

"The wind on my face felt like you.

When I'd fall,

Your breath took the hurt.

Where is it now?"

This killer's profile page is breaking my heart.

Zoom in on that photo.

[ Beeps ]

No tattoos, freckles, nothing distinguishing.

Something happened to this kid.

Something bad.

I don't think she planned to kill that trucker in Alabama.

I think she was running from a bad situation

and ran into something worse.

[ Computer chimes ]

New message.

She just made a date with someone called DaddyTime72.

I got a location pin drop. Let's go.

[ Engine rumbling ]

[ Engine stops ]

Wooded area, no traffic.

Looks like StrawberryGirl's perfect date site.

The river's a good place to clean herself up after a murder.

Lead the way.

♪♪

[ Twig snaps ]

GBI! Freeze!

See the vision?

I do see it.

I'll get to sanding.

Have you ever had sex on a table?

We found another body.

Ormewood's gonna meet us at the scene.

You keep an eye on her, okay?

Don't let her do too much. Don't do too much.

Okay. [ Sighs ]

♪ Pues mi amor por ti es tan grande ♪

Hmm.

♪♪

[ Breathes deeply ]

Have you ever seen me use power tools?

♪ And it's finger popping ♪

♪ 24-hour shopping in rapture ♪

[ Blows ]

Oh, this is the best part.

♪♪

[ Rapping ] ♪ Fab 5 Freddy told me everybody's fly ♪ [ Betty growls softly ]

♪ DJ spinnin', I said, "My, my" ♪

♪ Flash is fast, Flash is cool ♪

♪ Francois c'est pas, Flash ain't no dude ♪

Why is this door open?

For ventilation. W-Why'd you just walk in?

Because the door was open.

[ Click, music stops ] Um...Will's not here.

I'm not here for him.

Y-You're not color blind, are you?

No, I -- [ Chuckles ]

I was not expecting company. No, it's not that.

GBI agents can't be color blind,

whereas APD can't be that picky.

Okay, what are we talking about?

Director Reynolds has her eye on you.

She thinks you're smart, experienced, tough.

Just the sort of person we should be recruiting.

To join the GBI?

Keep up. She asked me what I thought.

What did you say?

I told her you were a recovering addict

with a habit of falling off the wagon.

That you had a history of volatility

and problematic personal entanglements. Dead on.

Well, you didn't have to come all this way to tell me that.

But I also told her that you were thorough,

sensitive,

and one of the most naturally perspicacious detectives I know.

I don't know what "perspicacious" means.

Acutely perceptive and sound in judgment.

It's more money.

More interesting cases, more opportunities.

Have you ever considered it?

[ Chuckling ] No, actually.

It's always been Will's thing.

Well...

He'll just have to learn to share now, won't he?

Application window closes in a month.

Think about it.

You guys got a dining table?

Oh. Yep.

Uh...Will's idea.

Building a life. I like it.

Lock this door behind me.

[ Door closes ]

♪♪

Franklin: Wait, so GBI?

She said that Reynolds asked for you specifically?

I guess so. [ Chuckles ]

Wow, I got the sponsor sniffles.

I'm so proud of you. And?

Well, I'm a little concerned.

Okay, there it is.

Look, are you sure that working even more closely

with your on-again-off-again- on-again-lover-brother

is really a good idea?

Something's different this time.

It's shifted and settled.

With you and Will? With me and everything.

I can't explain it, but, like,

even with the injuries and the pain,

I'm just feeling grounded and centered and hopeful.

Is this dumb? No, this is progress.

You tell Will? No.

[ Both laugh ]

Soon.

I have a meeting to get to.

A meeting, meeting?

Yeah, kind of.

Ciao. Ciao.

I used to go to this, um...

dentist when I was little.

After every check-up, you got to pick a prize

out of the treasure chest.

♪♪

They were these... weird little toys.

They had faces on them.

♪♪

I would always pick those.

♪♪

I had them...lined up on my bookshelf.

I liked to think they were watching me while I slept,

protecting me.

Every time I lay down, it's like...

he's still on top of me.

The weight, pressing on my chest.

I can't breathe.

I kept my eyes open when it happened.

And I just stared at those toys.

[ Voice breaking ] Their little faces.

Just thinking...

[ Sighs, sniffles ]

...how stupid.

How stupid to think

some little piece of plastic could protect me.

My own mother wouldn't protect me.

[ Sniffles ] She still won't.

I had to hitchhike back to Atlanta by myself,

just to get away from her

and her latest creep of a boyfriend.

♪♪

[ Sniffles ]

♪♪

[ Telephone ringing in distance ]

♪♪

[ Indistinct conversations ]

♪♪

[ Indistinct conversations ]

♪♪

Crystal: I tried.

I tried to pretend it never happened, like you said.

♪♪

I keep replaying it,

him coming in my room, and then stabbing him.

Oh!

I killed Lenny! You were not here!

♪♪

Caroline: Detective Polaski?

Hi. Hey.

Are you, uh, here to talk to Amanda

about the opportunity?

I was, but I-I'm gonna...

catch her some other time.

♪♪

You haven't heard from her? She's not answering her phone.

Maybe she's at the diner?

Something wrong?

I don't know.

She seem okay to you?

I mean, to be honest, we barely see each other.

She's on days, I'm on nights.

Does Crystal wear glasses?

I-I don't -- I don't know.

Shoot. Angie, s-she can't stay with me if she's using.

No, I know. I know.

[ Sighs ]

Okay, Polaski. Think, think, think.

[ Breathing deeply ]

Joey: Angie, you're really freaking me out.

Is Crystal in trouble?

I don't know. I hope not. I hope I'm wrong.

♪♪

[ Brakes squeal lightly, engine shuts off ]

♪♪

[ Crystal laughs in distance ]

Crystal!

Crystal! Hey, stop!

She invited me here. This was her idea. Get out of here!

How did you find me?

[ Voice breaking ] What's happening?

Crystal.

Oh, God. Am I losing my mind?

[ Voice breaking ] They deserved it.

[ Sniffles ]

No. You understand.

You know they deserved it! Sweetie...

You know! Come here.

Why? So you can arrest me?

No! No! You got to come with me now.

I got you. No! No!

Crystal!

♪♪

Crystal!

Crystal, come --

[ Panting ]

♪♪

[ Groans ]

Crystal, stop! Please.

[ Panting ]

♪♪

Crystal, just wait. Just...

Just wait right there, Crystal.

Oh!

I got you. I got you. I got you.

I'm coming. I'm coming. Stay right there.

Ohh!

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Crystal!

♪♪

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

♪♪

Crystal! No!

Oh!

Oh, no. Please! No, no, no, no, no!

No!

[ Crying ]

I'm sorry.

♪♪

[ Crying ]

♪♪

[ Breathes sharply ]

♪♪

GBI! Freeze!

♪♪

Faith: So, you know Crystal because she's the daughter

of the woman that Leonard Broussard

was living with when he was killed.

Yes, when I killed him in self-defense.

You kept in touch with her?

I thought I could help her.

She was really traumatized, and I felt responsible.

Because you killed Lenny?

Because Lenny raped her.

Why would you feel responsible for that?

'Cause he raped me when I was 15.

You tracked her phone.

Did you know what she was doing? How can you ask that?

I'm just trying to understand where your head was at.

Why didn't you call me?

'Cause I didn't think anything that crazy was going on.

I didn't think that she actually --

that she killed those guys.

Yeah, but on some level you had to, right?

On some level, you thought she was capable of it.

You're a detective. Otherwise, why follow her?

No, because I was worried about her and --

Okay. Okay.

I think we're done for today. Are we?

I said we're done.

I need a minute.

[ Door closes ] [ Sighs ]

Is there anything that you want to tell me, Ange?

I want to go home.

♪♪

Okay.

♪♪

Angie...what did you do?

♪♪

[ Clicks ]

Angie went to Crystal's house for a wellness check.

When she arrived, she learned that Crystal

and her mother, Diane, went to a movie.

Lenny invited her in.

They went to the kitchen for a glass of water.

[ Ticking clock echoes ]

♪♪

She said Lenny attacked her with a rolling pin.

Angie grabbed a knife in self-defense.

She ran into the dining room.

Lenny pursued. They fought.

She stabbed him in the carotid.

[ Glass thumps, shatters ]

[ Ticking clock echoes ]

Why did Angie go into the kitchen

for a glass of water with Lenny?

She wasn't here as a friend.

Angie's arms were unharmed.

This means Lenny hit her in the face

several times with a rolling pin,

and she never tried to block his swings.

That does not sound like my girl.

[ Ticking clock echoes ]

♪♪

I don't believe Lenny gave Angie those injuries.

I'm not sure Angie killed Lenny.

Which means Crystal...

The trucker in Alabama wasn't her first victim after all.

[ Ticking clock echoes, stops ]

Lenny was.

[ Knock on door, doorknob rattles ]

Faith: Will, your door's locked.

[ Clicks ] [ Doorknob rattles ]

Crystal's mother is here to ID the body.

I'll talk to her.

I can stay.

I'll handle it.

We've been through a lot together.

Can you let me help you with this?

[ Sighs ]

Woman on P.A.: Respiratory therapy to Pediatrics.

Respiratory therapy to Pediatrics.

Max: Are you sure she's gonna be okay?

Yeah, buddy. She's gonna wake up soon.

You think we overdid it at the gift shop?

[ Chuckles ] No.

No, I want her to be happy when she wakes up.

[ Indistinct conversations in distance ]

Dad, look. I think she's awake.

Daddy? Hey, little one.

I'm right here.

Max is here, too.

We got you this dog.

Yeah, and...here you go.

[ Knock on door ]

Mom? Hey.

Mom!

Oh, my gosh. Look at you.

Oh, good. Nancy did get ahold of you.

Yeah, I got here as fast as I could.

Mm.

I'm so glad you're okay.

Mm. I missed you both so much.

♪♪

I didn't realize she was so disturbed.

I had no idea Crystal was capable of something like that.

But you did, didn't you?

What do you mean?

I've known Angie Polaski my entire life,

since we were children.

I know how Lenny died.

You do?

Crystal killed Lenny.

She stabbed him, didn't she?

And Angie took the blame.

♪♪

It was Angie's idea.

[ Voice breaking ] She told us not to tell anyone,

to pretend it never happened.

She was the police, telling me what to do,

and I did it, and now my daughter's dead.

I'm talking to a lawyer.

I'm gonna sue the Atlanta Police Department.

Everybody's gonna know what she did!

♪♪

Angie Polaski is not the one

who invited a sexual predator into your home

and exposed your daughter to him.

That was you.

You were supposed to protect her.

You're the reason why we're all in this position.

[ Sobs ]

♪♪

I apologize.

Lenny Broussard's the reason.

[ Sniffles ]

I'm sorry for your loss.

[ Crying ]

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[ Sighs ]

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Hi. Can I come over?

Luke: Yeah. Yeah, of course.

Uh, just, uh, gimme a second to tidy up -- I'm already here.

Are you serious?

Hey, boo. What you doing here?

What are you -- Are you okay?

No. I'm coming down. Hold on.

Will...

I think something bad might be happening,

and I...

I don't know how to help.

You, uh, want to talk about it?

No, I don't want to talk about work.

I just want to have some steak... Mm-hmm.

...and rye... Mm-hmm.

...and...you.

I can provide all of those.

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How are you feeling?

Better.

Yeah? Yeah.

How -- How's Coop been otherwise?

How's Max? They're good.

But they miss you.

You know, we all --

I miss you.

Um...

So, I've been working really hard.

And I finally feel like I'm finding myself again.

Well, that's great. That was -- That was the goal, right?

Now, does this mean that you're ready to come back?

I mean, if you -- if you need a little bit more time,

you know, the kids and I, we have a --

we have a pretty solid routine going, you know.

We can -- No, Michael, for me, moving forward...

...I'm moving to Durham to be near my parents.

And I plan to file for a divorce.

And for custody of the kids.

[ Indistinct conversations in distance ]

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Gina, I'm really glad that you're feeling better.

But there is no way in hell you're taking my kids.

♪ I've been loving you ♪

[ Sighs ]

♪ Too long to stop now ♪

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♪ You were tired ♪

Man, Wilbur.

Just when you were coming to terms with your past

and looking to the future.

♪ My love is growing stronger ♪ [ Chuckles ]

♪ As you become a habit to me ♪

You used to always jiggle your feet like that.

When did that stop?

I don't know.

That's not why you summoned me here, though.

Why? Why are we here, Ange?

I mean, I know you were trying to protect her.

I was. It's what we've been doing our whole lives.

Why didn't you tell me? I could have helped you.

Maybe even helped her.

♪ My life... ♪

What are you gonna do?

♪ ...has been so wonderful ♪

I don't know.

♪ I can't stop now ♪

You let a killer go free.

♪ My love is growing stronger ♪

Now five people are dead.

Well, when you say it that way,

it seems like you should arrest me.

♪ I've been loving you ♪

♪ Oh, too long... ♪

I don't know if I can do that.

♪ ...to stop now ♪

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[ Indistinct conversations in distance ]

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[ Elevator bell dings ]

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[ Indistinct conversations, telephone rings in distance ]

[ Radio chatter ]

Angela Polaski...

♪♪

♪ Come what may ♪ Hey.

Let's get married. What?

To hell with everything. Right -- Right now.

Don't think. Just say yes.

Is this the, uh...

Is this the right hand? Yeah.

I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Ange.

Come with me. City Hall.

Let's jump.

What are you doing?

What's the matter?

You scared?

♪ I don't want tomorrow ♪

Okay. Let's go. [ Laughs ]

Let's do it. She said yes!

[ Cheers and applause ]

[ Laughs ]

Let's go. Come on!

Let's go!

About time, Trent!

[ Laughs ] Will.

[ Cheering in distance ] [ Laughs ]

♪ Its promises or... ♪

♪♪

Oh, my!

Betty, what did we do?

I can't believe we did it!

[ Both laugh ]

[ Laughter echoes ]

♪♪

♪ ...promises or its ache ♪

♪ What's this world without you in it? ♪

♪ You make me feel just like I'm a little kid ♪

♪ What's this world got without your spark? ♪

Dad! Daddy, Dad, Dad!

I got the ball from Jeremy today!

I scored!

The teacher brought a hamster in the classroom,

and she said we could...

♪ You make me feel so... ♪

Hey, everyone.

This is Cyril. He's going to be living with us.

Hi. Hi.

Look who we have here. Yeah.

Can't forget Betty.

Hi, Cyril.

Cyril, do you want to make Valentines with us?

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Cyril: iBuen provecho! Will: That's very good. Yeah.

So, when you're on the island and you see someone eating,

you can say, "iBuen provecho!"

Why would I say that?

So people know you were raised by someone, son.

Surprise! Surprise!

This is Pedro. Do you like him?

Oh, my goodness! Here he is, Dad.

Oh, my gosh. What a surprise! He's a cutie!

He looks just like you.

Hello, Pedro! Whose idea was this?

All me. It was mine.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

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I'm going to put a record on. I'll be right back.

♪ But what's this world without you in it? ♪

♪♪

♪ You make me feel just like we're some little kids ♪

♪♪

May I have this dance?

♪ What's this life without, without your spark? ♪

[ Chuckles ]

♪ You make me feel so... ♪ Mm. Mm-hmm.

♪ ...black and alive ♪

Angela Polaski...

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[ Indistinct conversations in distance ]

Hey.

I have to place you under arrest...

Will -- ...for tampering with evidence,

making false statements,

and violation of oath of office

in the case surrounding the death of Leonard Broussard.

[ Sniffles ]

[ Voice breaking ] I thought...

you might choose me.

Hey, kid. We're gonna make this as painless as possible, okay?

Come on.

Cap, what's happening?

No, no. W-What's happening?

Trent, what did you just do?

[ Sighs ]

Man: Hey, Cap!

Man, what did you just do?

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What did you just do?!

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[ Knocking on door ] Amanda: Will.

Wilbur Trent, you answer me.

He's gone. W-W-What do you mean?

He packed a duffel, took Betty, and left.

What? Did he say where? He wouldn't say.

Did he say anything?

He said I could move into the main house if I want.

And he left that.

He said there's enough cash to cover utilities for a while.

For a long while, it seems.

I know.

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Damnit!

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[ Sighs ]

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