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HODGES". Previously on Mr. Mercedes...

- There you are. You don't look so good.
-/ survived.

{DEBORAH GROANS]
- Mom? Mom, Mom?

-[THUD]
- Why'd you--

Why did you eat this, mom?
Why did you fuckin' eat this?

-[GRUNTS]
- You've ingested poison.

You're gonna have to throw up, okay?

I know how hard you tried
to tell us before and I'm--

I'm sorry, brother. Truly.

I cracked it.

Spooks?
- HOLLY: Yeah.

{WOMAN SCREAMING, BABY CRYING]
- HOLLYI Oh.

- WOMAN: Why did you murder my baby?
- Oh, fuck.

HODGES: Any idea Where
she would have bought her computer?

Or who serviced it?
What do you call those guys?

Oh, her Geek Freak.

You know What you are, Brady?

You're not Working out.

["IT'S NOT TOO LATE"
BY T BONE BURNETT PLAYS]

♪ The wind turns like a dagger I

♪ The rain falls like a hammer I

♪ The sky has grown dark
But it's not too late I

♪ The weather crashes down I

♪ What's lost cannot be found I

♪ The night is closing
But it's not too late I

♪ It's not too late I

♪ It's not too late I

♪ The atmosphere is lethal ♪

♪ But I will fear no evil ♪

["HERE COMES YOUR MAN"
BY PIXIES PLAYS]

♪ Outside there's a box car waiting I

♪ Outside the family stew I

♪ Out by the fire breathing I

♪ Outside we wait 'ti! face turns blue I

♪ I know the nervous walking I

♪ I know the dirty beard hangs I

♪ Out by the box car waiting I

♪ Take me away to nowhere plains I

- J" There is a wait so long ♪
- J" So long, so long ♪

♪ You'll never wait so long ♪

♪ Here comes your man I

♪ Here comes your man I

♪ Here comes your man I

PETE: Nothing on her computer
as to who might have had access

-and who might have serviced it.
- What about Where she bought it?

Still running that down.

So, you made no progress?

- We vuill. Give us time.
- You know, he just blew a person up, Pete.

- That isn't lost on me.
- No, just everything else.

- Hey, I-- I am hearing some emotion.
{INDISTINCT CHATTER]

And I'm gonna keep
you close to this case 'cause, uh,

frankly, we'll take all the help
we can get, but...

[SIGHS] What I can't have
is you mucking things up

with your personal feelings
for the victim.

Hmm?

- You get that, Bill?
- You bring the FBI in?

We're in contact, swapping databases,
but it's still local.

- Yeah, you Watching my home?
Absolutely.

Well, maybe you shouldn't be.

At least not so fucking obviously.

I mean, you think
he doesn't know you're there?

He wants me. I'm his target.
Let him come, I say. Let him come.

Pete, captain wants to see us.

Keep an eye on my neighbor
while you're at it, will ya?

Ida's a friend of mine.
This fuck likely knows it.

HODGES: Thanks.

[DOOR UNLOCKS]

BRADY: Chaos.

AUTOMATED VOICE:
Nineteen, 18, 17, 16,

-15, 14...
Darkness.

["U.S.A." BY REAGAN YOUTH PLAYS]

♪ In U.S. A's for anarchy
Not bullshit democracy ♪

♪ Red white and blue is all you see
But does it mean you're really free? I'

♪ In U.S. A's for anarchy
Not bullshit democracy ♪

♪ I want total liberty
I want peace and anarchy I'

♪ They tell us how to act
Well what they meant was slavery I'

.I' I/Vffh standards and authority
How can you think you're really free .I'

I' In U.S. A's I'

The bomber and Mercedes killer,
one and the same?

PETE: All signs point to it.

We're certainly not putting
it out there yet, but--

How sure are you, percentage-wise?

-[lNHALES] Seventy-five.
- Eighty.

I got a lot of concerned people,
including the mayor,

especially with this
Edmund Mills gala coming up. [SIGHS]

We at risk there?

No indication, but can we rule it out? No.

His target outside the church was Hodges.

Janelle Patterson
was not supposed to be in the car.

PETE: We're not even sure
if the city center was premeditated.

He may have been just cruising
around in a stolen Benz

-and suddenly Went rogue.
- Wearing latex gloves and a clown mask?

This bombing at the church,

that was certainly planned,
even if he missed his target.

- What's Hodges' role in all this?
- He was Working the case back then.

I'm not talking then, I'm talking now.

It's all in the report.
It appears the Mercedes killer

or someone pretending to be him
has tried to engage Bill Hodges.

- And Bill Hodges decided to engage back?
- He did nothing Wrong.

[SIGHS]

Last I heard, Bill Hodges' only hobby
in life was alcoholism.

You're out of line.

Do we have a retired detective
compromising this investigation?

We do not.

If anything, the retired detective
was instrumental in breaking it.

And What does that say
about the two of you?

This is Where,
if I didn't care about my pension,

I'd tell you to go fuck yourself.

[HOCKNEY SIGHS]

MAN: [ON RADIO] ...hundreds of people
are expected to be on hand

-for the Edmund Mills gala this weekend...
- Fuck me up the ass.

- What are you doing here, Holly?
-|-- I came to return something. Um...

Well, I--

I sort of took this.

You stole the bulldog?

No, I did not steal it. I borrowed it
to carry with me for the day

and I planned to bring it back
but then you called my mother

and threw me out of the house
before I could so, I'm...

returning it now.

Thanks.

It makes me feel safe somehow.

The bulldog?

Yeah.

I had it right near my pillow.

It was the best sleep
that I maybe ever had like,

like...

it was Watching out for me somehow.

What?

I mean we all so happily believe
that God is watching over us,

yet the idea that the Almighty might be

so almighty that it could inhabit
an inanimate object, that's just

beyond the scope of our imagination?

That's bullshit.

Or may if you
prefer the Irish translation, it's...

“flocked?

You can keep the bulldog.

I could never.

My daughter doesn't have much use for it.

She bought it
because it had meaning for her.

[STUTTERS] It will again for her, I know.

Well...

in the meanwhile,

let's put it to good use.
You need your sleep.

[WHISPERS] Thank you.

So, have you had any recent contact
Under Debbie's Blue Umbrella?

No, no, no. No, he's not responding.

It's, uh...

likely he's gone underground
after, you know...

Your car and my cousin exploded.

After that, yeah.

So, we need to bait him,
you know, lure him out.

What we need is for you to go home.

Does your mother know you're here?

'Cause if she does,
I am soon gonna be arrested.

No, I told her I was going to the library.

- Well, I'm calling a cab. You need to go.
- Wait, Wait. Hold on. I--

No, no, I'm not holding on.
You need to go.

I Went over to Ollie's apartment
and I found this.

-[DIAL PAD BEEPING]
- This is who serviced her computer.

[DIAL TONE RINGING]

MAN: Any available associate
to the front desk, please?

[BRADY sums]

What the fuck are you doing?

- I'm organizing.
- Uh, no. I need you out on the floor.

You're back here moving shit?
Jesus. First, you come in late.

- I Wasn't late.
- Yes, you Were.

You should be glad I'm here at all.
I'm still feeling sick.

Oh, bullshit. You're not sick,
other than maybe some psycho Way.

You're "recalcitrant," is What you are.
What the hell is this?

That's the Sony HT
Surround Sound Theater System.

- I didn't even know we had that in stock.
- We don't. It's a special order.

Customer never showed.
We had to send it for collections.

- What are you doing with them?
dust organizing them.

Organizing.

Are you up to something?

You're stealing them.

- What?
- What are you doing with the speakers?

I spoke to Josh about using them,
setting up a viewing station

so kids can watch shit
While their parents shop.

You get the kids, you get the parents.

Same as selling ice cream.

So, you're end-running me to Josh?

You and he best buds now?

- What's the problem, Rubi?
- Problem?

Seems to be you, Brady.

In case it's somehow lost on you,
I am under a lot of stress here.

We already had to back out of the gala

'cause we couldn't pull it together
fast enough. That's a reflection on me.

Now Corporate's talking about superstores.

I need my team stepping up,
not checking out.

Do you hear me?

Do you fucking hear me?

I hear you.

[PAPER RUSTLES]

Three out calls.
And I expect you back Within the hour.

Or so help me God, you will be replaced.

["HUMANS FLY"
BY THE CRAMPS PLAYS]

[DOOR SLAMS]

[CAR UNLOCKS]

♪ Well I'm a human fly
I, I say F-L-Y I'

♪ I say buzz, buzz, buzz
And it's just because ♪

♪ I, I'm a human fly
And I don't know why ♪

♪ We got 96 tears and 96 eyes I

♪ lgota... ♪

PETE: Hold on, cowboy.

- Our rodeo.
{CAR DOOR CLOSES]

- I'm just going in to browse.
Right. Can I see it?

Business card?

On, uh...

I suppose you want to see 'rt,
as wvell, keep current.

- Fuck off.
Easy.

I'm going in with you.

- No, Bill.
- As you said yourself,

you need all the help you can get
and I know this case better.

Don't overstep.

I never overstep.

Don't let them walk away, Emily.
Don't let them walk away.

That's Why you can never make a sale.
No, you keep them here.

You trip them if you have to.
I mean, don't actually trip them.

We don't want a lawsuit,
but just don't let 'em leave.

Uh, good morning.

Welcome to Supreme Electronix.
How can I help you?

I'm Detective Dixon.
This is Detective Torres.

Retired Detective Bill Hodges.

Uh, wow. [SCOFFS]

- Okay.
- We have some questions

about an Olivia Trelawney,
who vve believe was a customer of yours.

- Olivia Trelawney?
- Yeah.

- What, you mean the Mercedes lady?
- That's correct.

Uh, yeah, she was a customer.

Did she ever take, uh,
service calls in her home?

[SIGHS] Quite frequently. She had
a lot of issues with her computers.

Well, you knovv, she had a lot of issues
with everything, actually.

We were out there all the time.

She was a bit of a nuisance,
truth be told.

Who Went out to the house?
Was it the same technician every visit?

Yeah, it was always Brady Hartsfielcl.
She always requested him.

It's kind of his clientele.

What, older Women?

Yes.

-Is Mr. Hartsfield here?
- Well, you just missed him, actually.

He Went out on a call.
But he'll be back Within the hour.

Should be.
- Would you mind giving us

his contact info? You have
a driver's license on file, any ID?

[SCOFFS]

Well, I-- I'm not allowed to give
out that information.

This is an urgent matter.

What did he do?

We just want to ask him
some questions. That's all.

Am I in danger?

Only of being a dick.

Would you give us the information
that we asked for, please?

I'm sorry.

Why would you think
you might be in danger, sir?

Let's just say your being here
confirms a few of my, uh...

prejudices.

[MOUSE CLICKS]

[sums] Brady...

beats to a different drum.

- H0w so?
- Mm, he's just...

a little off.

Lives with his mother...

off.

Can I ask What this is about?

- No.
- Uh, no is fine.

[SIGHS] Brady Hartsfield,
192 Elm Street,

Bridgton, Ohio,

43038.

- Do you have a picture?
- Uh, yeah, here in our system.

[MONITOR BEEPS]

ROBI: Here he is.

HODGES: Jesus.

The ice cream man.

- What?
- Mr. Friendly.

Drives an ice cream truck
in our neighborhood.

That would be Brady.

He's always leaving work early to go drive
the ice cream truck. Whafcl he do?

He didn't do anything, sir. We just want
to ask him some questions. Thafs' all.

PETE: You said he'd be back in an hour?

ROBI: Well, I can call him,
get him to come right now.

That's okay, we can wait.

No, it's no trouble.
I sure can get him back right now.

PETE: That's okay, we can wait.

We cannot Wait.
We got to search his house now.

On What grounds? I mean,
that he serviced the lady's computer?

The computer that drove her
to suicide, yeah.

We still can't get a Warrant.

Listen, I interviewed a guy
on Elm Street, all right?

His car was broken into and messed around.
The same creepy crawler M.O.

-195 Elm Street.
- And it's still not enough.

It's enough for me.

No. Wait, Where you going?

To say hi to his mom.
You don't need a Warrant for that.

Just being neighborly.

- No, I'm calling in some backup.
- Not necessary.

It is to me.

[FLIES BUZZING]

[BRADY sums]

[INHALES]

I've made a decision.

I'm gonna make my dent.

A much bigger dent than the first one.

This will be my masterpiece.

It Won't make us rich.

But it will reunite us.

How's that for a plan?

I think that sounds
like a very good plan.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

[DOORBELL RINGS AGAIN]

HODGES". Hello! Anybody here?

- HODGES: Mrs. HarTsf/e/d?
-[BANGING ON DOOR]

Hello! Anybody?

Let's just knock the door down.

Exigent circumstances.

- We can't do that, sir.
- Why the fuck not?

There's possibly a killer in there.

KENT: Well, this would not qualify
as hot pursuit,

exempting us from obtaining
a search warrant.

Any evidence gathered therein together
with any evidence that it might lead to

would be suppressed as poisoned fruits
and deemed inadmissible in a court of law.

KENT: Part of the exclusionary rule,
the right of the people to become...

Right out of the fuckin' Academy,
are you?

Graduated six months ago, sir.

That doesn't change the fact
that you're not getting in this house

Without a Warrant.

Hey, What's going on?

Hey, Kenneth.

You're the dude who was asking
about my car the other day, right?

That's right.

You have any idea
Where I might find Brady Hartsfield?

KEN: Uh, he's not here,
he's working, I think.

Kid doesn't lead a very dimensional life,
according to his mother.

HODGES: You know Where she might be at?

KEN: Uh, Indiana, maybe.

Brady told me that she took a job there
or something at some hair salon,

but I don't know.

You were talking to him when?

Yesterday.

Haven't seen him today?

Oh, man, if his car isn't here,
he's probably at work, all right?

Yeah, he's not.

- Any close friends that you know of?
- KEN: Him? Yeah.

[KEN CHUCKLES] Hardly.

No. No, Wait.

His mother told me that he's got a friend

at work, some... A woman'?

Girlfriend?

According to Deb,
this girl isn't into guys,

-but you never knovv, right?
Right, right.

It's, um, Lou.

Lou something,
I don't know her last name.

- HODGES: Maybe he's with her.
-[CELL PHONE RINGING]

- So, What's this about?
- I got to take this. Thanks. Thanks, man.

Bill, Jerome and I just found
something really important.

- What?
{HOLLY sums]

Well, I'd-- I'd like to discuss
it in person, please.

Those with technological capabilities
could be listening.

Yeah, yeah.

Um, can you come over?
We're at Jerome's.

No, I got to track someone down.

Yeah, but, it's important.
You really need to see this.

On “WWW-

[ENGINE REVS]

MAN: [OVER RADIO]
Officer Ken, what's your status?

We are at 1019. The suspect
did not appear to be at his residence.

MAN: Copy that.

JEROME: Roseland Hills Community Center,
two days.

Uh, I'm not following you.

I mean, look at these flyers.
Career night,

job fair, job fair, job fair.

I mean, it's his M.O.
It's our guy's thing.

Our guy's thing is running over people
and blowing them up.

- Janey Wasn't at a job fair.
- Let him finish.

If this guy's trying
to reprise his star turn,

job fair.

I mean, it makes perfect sense.

I mean, you said it yourself, right?
He's itching to get active.

He did get active.

- He hit the funeral. I got to go.
- I get-- I get feelings.

Premonitions and as soon as Jerome
said jobs fair, I got a feeling,

you want to know why? Because...

he Wasn't just killing people
two years ago, he was mowing dovvh hope.

All those people standing in line,
dreaming of a better future,

it's hope, and he bulldozed them
down using a Mercedes, of all things,

the very symbol of prosperity and success.
It Wasn't just happenstance.

It was a jobs fair.

This is my feeling.

You had a feeling
that God was a paperweight.

- I'm not an insane person.
- I didn't say that. Jesus.

I have not loved many people.

I have not...

been loved by many people.

Jana'...

This might be the most important thing
that I've ever been involved With.

The... first time that my own life
has had...

actual meaning.

What I will tell you is that
this is a police thing now.

Both of you, the police are on it.

You need to get on with your own lives,
your own futures.

In your case, Harvard.

Let the police handle it.

Okay?

What about you?

What do you get on with?

{PAINT CAN RATFLING]
- LOU: What color do you need?

COLLEEN: Green.
{PAINT CAN HISSING]

- You need more red. It's Ohio.
COLLEEN: We're a swing state.

LOU: I like this view.

COLLEEN: Go away.
- You're like an angel up on that ladder.

COLLEEN: Shut up.
-[LOU CHUCKLES]

COLLEEN: ...hovv you doing?

Thanks for helping us.

I like, I appreciate it.

{PAINT CAN RATFLING]
- LOU: What do you need? Blue?

COLLEEN: Green.
- LOU: Green?

COLLEEN: Are these supposed to be,
like, sitting in the sun?

[INDISTINCT CHATFER]

- HODGES: Excuse me?
- LOU: Hi.

- HODGES: Lou Linklather?
- LOU: Uh, Linklatter. [CHUCKLES]

- Oh.
- I lather on the Weekend sometimes,

though, it's nice.
Lihklatter, mostly, though.

Yeah. Um, Supreme Electronix
told me you'd be here.

- You worked there, I remember.
- Oh, yeah.

Uh, I used to. I got fired.

- Oh, no.
- Yeah.

I mean, that's vvhy I'm here,
helping my lady.

Do you know Brady Hartsfield?

I do. Why?

Okay, could I talk to you for a second?

Yeah.

Uh...

babe, I'll be back in one second.

COLLEEN: All right.

What can you tell me about him,

uh, Brady?

Uh...

well, for starters, he's maybe,
the sweetest person on planet Earth.

Wherfd you speak to him last?

- I don't knovv, a couple days ago.
- Okay, vvhafd you talk about?

Oh, you know, mostly private shit.

- Yeah, What sort of private shit?
- The private kind.

Yeah, okay, well, listen to me now.

I'm a retired detective
and it's possible Mr. Hartsfield

has been involved in a homicide, okay?
So, if you know Where he is,

I would seriously suggest
that you tell me right now.

What? [SCOFFS]

A homicide?

Brady Hartsfield?
- That's right. Do you know Where he is?

No.

Look, dude,

I don't know
Where you're going with this, but,

uh, I can tell you,
you got the Wrong ice cream man.

- Brady Hartsfield wouldn't hurt a fly.
- Yeah, well, it's possible he would.

It's also possible his own life
might be in danger.

Oh, my. How do you figure?

Well, he had a connection
with Olivia Trelawney,

she ended up dead, right?

Yeah.

What, the...

Mercedes lady?
- That's right.

- Yeah, I thought she committed suicide.
- Well, maybe she did,

but maybe she didn't.

What did you guys talk about,
the other day?

His mom.

She had- She got sick,
had angina or something.

- Okay.
- And, um...

I don't know, he was really
totally freaked out.

I was concerned.

Okay, and when you say
totally freaked out--

I don't know,
he just wasn't himself. Like...

really agitated.

Okay, anything else?

L got to g0.

He's not the guy.

{PHONE VIBRATES]
-[FLIES BUZZING]

[INDISTINCT CHATFER]

The ice cream man?

Have you ever seen him near my house?

Well, We've all seen him driving.
Of course, I've never seen him get out.

You're telling me the ice cream guy
is your suspect?

He's the person that serviced
Olivia Trelawney's computer.

He's been hiding in plain sight
ever since, watching...

-right under my fucking nose.
- I don't know. I've--

I've said hi to the kid,
I've bought ice cream cones.

He seems like the--
Sweetest person on planet Earth.

It's too big a coincidence, though.

If you see him, call me.
Can you promise me that?

- You or the police?
- Both.

My God.

You think you have a sense of people.

Right under my fucking nose.

{INDISTINCT CHATFER]
- So,

can we go in on exigent circumstances?

We could, but we'd be spoon-feeding him
a Fourth Amendment defense in the process.

We got nothing hard, just knowledge
that he serviced the lady's computer.

That also could be dangerous.
If he is the guy, we want SWAT.

So, get them. First, let's secure
the Warrant, then we'll move.

[DOOR UNLOCKS]

[SIGHS]

[FLOORBOARD CREAKS]

[MICROWAVE BEEPS]

Ah! Jesus fucking Christ!

BRADY: Why are the police looking for me?
- Hovv did you get in here?

Dust tell me, please.
- You broke into my apartment?

- Are you fucking kidding me?
- I asked you a question.

Why are the police looking for me?

You tell me.

Robi.

- Are you gonna make me ask you again?
{MICROWAVE BEEPS]

They Wanted to know
about Olivia Trelawney.

Whether you serviced her computer.

And What did you tell them?

What was I to say?
The truth, that you did.

As far as Whatever else you did
or What they think you did,

I-- I don't know. All I know is they
seemed very intent on finding you.

What else did you tell them?

Meaning, did I tell them
you're fucking crazy?

That I think it was you
who tampered with my computer

and got it to explode, nearly killing me?

- I didn't do that.
- So you say, but the more I think- No.

You broke into my apartment,
I'm not so fucking sure.

What's going on here, Brady?

You're the Mercedes killer?

On! [GASPS]

[ROBI GRUNTS]

[PANTS]

[RUSTLING]

HOLLY: Is that cabbage?

You know, tortoises also like dandelions,
nasturtiums and nettles.

Oh, and prickly pears.

There's a lot of disinformation
out there about their diets.

Holly.

HOLLY; What?

It's safer than you think here. I counted
three unmarked police cars on your street.

I mean, do you know that your house
is being Watched?

Yeah, I did. [SIGHS]

They don't seem to mind my coming
and going. Do they know who I am?

Likely.

Your mother can't still believe
you're in the library.

Movies.

Yeah, I go to a lot of movies.

So, I take it, nothing yet?
He's still out there?

Which is why you shouldn't be.
You should be home, safe.

What makes you think my house is safe?

I mean, he probably knows
Where I live by now,

if he's been Watching and I don't have
police cars positioned outside.

What do you think explains him?

A person like that?

I mean...

don't you Wonder?

Underneath the skin and bones,
some people...

rare people, thank God...

just have black holes.

They're born that way,
but there's no getting at it.

No changing its mind.

The black hole rules
until the host is dead.

Sometimes I hug myself Without knowing
that I'm really doing it.

My lips move and sounds come out,
like I'm talking, even though I'm not.

It's called stimming.

I mean, some people thump their chest
or rock back and forth.

Other people let out these little,
like, shrieks for no reason. But l...

[HOLLY INHALES]

...hug myself and like, um, mutter.

Mike Sturdivant.

Who?

Hmm? What?

You said Mike Sturdivant.

On. Right.

Who is he?

Mm.

He was a senior when I was a freshman
and, um, he was a football player.

I was...

well, I was me, and, urn,
he saw me stim one clay.

And he could have just let it go.
I mean, I was nobody,

but, um, he pointed at me
and laughed like I was like,

the funniest freak that ever existed.
And he said, um,

"Get a load of this Jibber Jibber,
jibber-jibbering about fuck knows what."

And then everybody pointed and laughed,

I mean everybody.

One person, like, bailed
up a piece of paper and threw it

and it hit me on the nose.

From then on, that's all anyone
ever called me. You know, they'd...

chase me through the hallways
and through the cafe screaming,

"Jibber Jibber! Jibber Jibber!"
And not--

I did not like it.
I did not like it one bit,

and I told my mother
and she said, "Well...

you just have to deal with these things,
that they're a part of life

and stop being so dramatic, Holly,"
and so I--

I ended up in an institution.

You know, like, on the ward end of it.

The doctor said
that I had a break from reality

because, um, I'd been found
naked in my bathtub,

like, curled up in one corner and...

I wouldn't get out.

I mean, I would not get out of it
if it meant I had to go back

to Walnut High and so my mother
sent me to an institution instead.

And it Wasn't the best place
in the World to be put but,

at least nobody called me Jibber Jibber.

Can I have some beer?

[WHISPERS] Thank you.

[SIGHS]

Mike Sturdivant could have chosen
not to bother me,

and his life would have
been exactly the same.

But he did bother me and my life
Wasn't ever the same again, so...

I've had a lot of time
to think about cruel people.

And What's your conclusion?

I do not like them.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Pete.

- On my way.
{BOTTLE CLINKS]

- We got the Warrant.
- Oh, can I come?

Absolutely not.

Stay in the house.
Lock the doors, don't leave.

["I HATE PEOPLE"
BY ANTI-NOWHERE LEAGUE PLAYS]

♪ God I wish that I could hide away
And find a wall to bang my brains I'

♪ I'm living in a fantasy
A nightmare dream, reality ♪

♪ People ride about all day
In metal boxes made away I'

♪ I wish that they would drop the bomb
And kill these people that don? belong I'

♪ I hate people
I hate the human race I'

♪ I hate people
I hate your ugly face I'

♪ I hate people
I hate your ugly face I'

♪ I hate people
I hate your fucking mess I'

.I' I hate people
They hate me .I'

OFFICER: Move around men. Let's go.

♪ My mother thinks that I am a jerk
Because I hate my bleeding work ♪

♪ Be like Daddy, he's sincere
But don't be true, or you'll be queer ♪

♪ I'm working at my 9 to 5
M/ith boring scum that give me jibe ♪

ITheyTe talking of the love they give
They never give, they never give ♪

♪ I hate people
I hate the human race ♪

♪ I hate people
I hate your ugly face I'

♪ I hate people
I hate your fucking mess I'

.I' I hate people
.I' They hate me .I'

{INDISTINCT CHATFER]
{CAR APPROACHING]

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHAT-FER]

- Nobody gone in yet?
- Not yet. He may be in there.

- What?
- We detected some motion inside.

Nobody's answering the door,

but We're not taking any chances.

- You got a spare vest handy?
- What?

No, no, forget it. Letting you get
this far could cost me my freaking job.

L-- I don't really give a shit.
Do you, really?

- HODGES: How long you plan to wait?
- Calm your balls.

- What sort of movement did you detect?
- Mostly shadows.

It's gotta be him.

Neighbor said his mother's in Indiana.
It's gotta be him.

[CAMERA CLICKS]

My name is Brady Hartsfield.

If you're Watching this, then...

you know who I am and...

What I did.

Now, I'm gonna tell you why.

The Why question
is always the most complicated.

It may be a while before we really...
[CLICKS TONGUE] ...get there.

BRADY". The what question

will be looming
a little bit larger for a few days.

[EXHALES] Or should I say...

[WHISPERS] ...What the fuck?

Somebody will write a book
about me one clay.

Psychologists will profile me.

Perhaps one of those horrormeisters
vvill write a novel.

Tonight's chapter could be called...

"Things that go bang...

in the night."

[DEVICE BEEPS]

[HORN BLARES, ICE CREAM TRUCK MUSIC PLAYS]

[DOGS BARKING]

[MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING]

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHAT-FER]

What the fuck?

This is Commander Fuller
from the Canton Police SWAT team.

Step out of the vehicle immediately.

I repeat, step out
of the vehicle immediately,

or deadly force will be used.

Driver, this is your final Warning!

Gas him.

-[GUNSHOTS]
{GLASS SHATFERING]

I can't get a visual.

Breach and clear.

FULLER: Hold the channel.

- Could be rigged.
{MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING]

[THUD]

[MUSIC DISTORTS]

[DISTORTED LAUGHTER]

- Let's take the house!
- Let's go!

Breach up.

- SWAT MEMBER: Go, go.
- FULLER: Move, move, move.

- FULLER: Gate. Breach, you're up?
- Yes, sir.

FULLER: Down. Down.

- Turn it off! Move!
- Yes, sir.

[MONITOR BEEPING]

[MONITOR BEEPS]

- It's encrypted, sir. Can't turn it off.
{GLASS SHATTERS]

Okay, find a fuse box,
shut the power off! Let's go!

John, you better see this.

- Out! Everybody, out! Get out!
SWAT MEMBER: Go, go, go!

- FULLER: Move! Out! Get out!
SWAT MEMBER: Go, go, go, go, go!

{INDISTINCT CHATFER]
{BREATHES HEAVILY]

SWAT MEMBER: Go, go, go, go!

- We gotta go.
- HODGES: No.

Motherfucker!

We gotta go now, Bill.

- HODGES: I gotta see!
- Let's go. We gotta go now! Bill!

[FLAMES ROAR]

[GLASS SHATFERING]

HODGESI Fuck!

Jesus.

[PETE COUGHS]

[SIREN WAILING]

[INDISTINCT CHATFER]

Are you sure?

It was him?

You Weren't?

Young white male,
late 20s, that's what I saw.

Lying in the master bed
with an older Woman.

Who else could it be?

And there was a clown mask.

[HODGES SIGHS]

We barely got a look.

Why can't go we go in?

PETE: They'll go in when they give us
the okay to go in.

What's the rush?

{WATER DRIPPING]
{INDISTINCT CHATFER]

[HODGES COUGHS]

It's over, partner.

We got him.

Maybe.

["BLACK RIVER FALLS" BY TIGER BONES PLAYS]

♪ I got your body and soul I

♪ I got your body and soul I

♪ I got your body and soul
I'm never letting g0 ♪

♪ I put the devil in your eye ♪

♪ I put the devil in your eye ♪

♪ I put the devil in your eye
And then I say goodbye ♪

♪ I got your body and soul I

♪ I got your body and soul I

♪ I got your body and soul
I'm never letting g0 ♪

♪ I put the pinprick in your eye I'

♪ I put the pinprick in your eye I'

♪ I put the pinprick in your eye
Then I say goodbye ♪

♪ I've never been able
To see too very far ♪

♪ I'm breaking my body
To brighten every star ♪

♪ We swim in the river
No matter where we are I

♪ We muddy the water, it seems
From every star: