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FAITH:
Previously, on Will Trent...

FRANKLIN: How long
has this been going on for?

25 years.

FRANKLIN: Do you really want
to be in a relationship

with someone who reminds you of
the worst times of your life?

I need a favor.

I want you to talk
about your mom.

I was five the first time
she pimped me out.

-That was a lot to ask.
-It just

made it clear to me
why we don't work.

All we do is remind each other
how broken we are.

ORMEWOOD: I should not
have been in that position.

I just wanted to say
that I'm sorry.

Also, I never told anybody
about us.

Actually, you can tell me
why you're doing this to me.

Putting you
with my best agent?

FAITH: Handcuffing me to this
strange man.

I've known you
your entire life.

Will can take you
to the next level.

You're going to the school
without me, aren't you?

Yes.

(electricity crackles)

This -- This is why
you keep me in the loop.

You did okay.

Thank you for saving
my life today, Faith.

(shaky breathing)

You're okay now.

I got you.

We'll figure this --
(sobbing)

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

-I got you.
-Come on. Come on.

Let's get you back
to your room, Mr. Merrick.

Come on.

That's the third
damn time this week.

You've got
to quit this, okay?

-(sobbing continues)
-Come on. Come on.

-I'm --
-Come on. There you go.

(fire crackling)

Come on.

♪♪

MERRICK: You came back for me!
You came --

-Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
-I'm sorry!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry!

AMANDA: Randy Cordett,
mayor of Oakmeade.

One gunshot
to the shoulder,

second to the head
was fatal.

Then they set
his boat on fire?

That's dramatic.

You think someone's
making a statement?

-Maybe political?
-Or it was ghosts.

It's Lake Lanier.

They stole land,
dug up cemeteries,

or just plowed over them.

And for what?

A tourist spot?

You build a lake over a town
full of Black folks,

you're gonna get a haunted lake.

True, but I need
you both there.

Are we on good terms
with the sheriff in Oakmeade?

She's new,

but I'm hoping less
of a racist pain in the ass

than the last sheriff.

Enjoy the road trip.

Betty likes
a little bit of pumpkin

-with her kibble.
-Got it.

But you gotta make sure
that you mix it well, or else,

you know, she'll just move
the kibble aside

and just only eat
the pumpkin,

'cause she's a smart girl,
aren't you?

-Mm-hmm.
-By the way, whoa.

Make sure that she gets
at least one long walk,

but not too fast.

Did you know that
the leading cause of death

amongst all the Chihuahuas
is heart disease?

Do you want to just
take her with you?

(whispering indistinctly)

(dog whimpers)

(cellphone ringing)

Special Agent Trent.

Um, hi, Ivy.

What can I do you for?

♪ Sinner man ♪

♪ Oh, sinner man ♪

♪ Sinner ♪

♪ You can't get away ♪

I just re-upped
your laundry card.

Ma, you want your son
out in these streets

looking raggedy?

By "these streets,"
do you mean the campus library?

I don't want to see
another mediocre grade, Jeremy.

Will, how are you doing
on this long drive?

Not good.

Just hoping
I make it there alive.

Where do you even find
a cup holder for dipping sauce?

Ma, you skipped
breakfast again?

-Go, study, now!
-(cellphone beeps)

I can't help but notice
your energy's matching

your car's interior
right now.

It's hectic.
What's up?

It's Lake Lanier.
Creeps me out.

Okay, but ghosts?

How can there not be?

(tire pops, air hisses)

(flat tire clicking)

(brakes screech)

-See?
-(Will sighs)

I knew I should have
driven myself.

You probably hit a rock.

Can you just be helpful
and call for a tow?

My phone's in the back.

Your phone's
in front of you.

No, this is my
Jeremy-phone.

-Why do you have two --
-Can you just --

Fine!

Pop the trunk.

I'll put on the spare.

Actually, I want you
to time me.

FAITH: Yeah, no. Will.

Will, we're driving
on the spare.

How?

How do you live
like this?

You don't have a single tire
in all this mess?

It's not mess.
This is beautiful.

OTIS: Look, ma'am,
I'm real sorry,

but folks around here
don't drive these tiny cars.

Now, I can get you one
in a few days.

Is that a whole box
of Silverados?

-Silverado Pitmans are --
-FAITH: I don't care.

Got over five grand
in that box alone.

Just out in the open, huh?

Trust me, brother.

They're safe.

WILL: This out here,
this is you, too?

This is a gold mine.

I restored my '73 Targa.

It would have been much faster
if I had half of this stuff.

Hey, I heard what happened
to the mayor.

That's wild, huh?

Yeah, me and Randy,
we grew up together,

all the way up through
high school.

'Course, he got elected
and did what they all do --

screw the working man,
right?

FAITH: He won his reelection
by a considerable margin,

though, didn't he?

Well, yeah, but that's just
'cause people are sheep.

Not me.

I'm prepared
for what's coming.

What do you think
the mayor was involved in?

Think?

Brother, I know.

He was one
of the lizard people.

♪♪

ANGIE: All right.

So what is it?
Accident or homicide?

ORMEWOOD:
He just fell, right?

Well, your guy definitely
would have died from the fall,

but see the gravel
settled around the edges?

♪♪

Yeah, sure.
So what?

The gravel
isn't embedded.

That means someone hit your guy
on the noggin so hard

it sent him sailing,
and then, thud.

ANGIE: Hey, thanks
for coming in, Mr. Parnell.

So why don't you, uh,
tell us what you saw?

So I'm doing my outside check
of a new apartment building --

it's gonna be nice,
by the way --

but I told them
I'm not going up inside,

not 'til the building's
done passing code

and the windows are in.

And look what happened.
You see what happened?

No, why don't you finish
telling us what happened?

Well, John --
that's the other guard,

-the one that died --
-Uh-huh.

I hear John yell
for someone, "Stop!"

So I look through a hole
where a window's gonna be,

I see this idiot spin around,

a bunch of copper plumbing
slung over his shoulder.

Idiot?
Why an idiot?

'Cause he was an idiot.

One of the pipes knocks John
right in the head,

sends him flying out
the window --

or where the window's gonna be,

-you know.
-Right.

Then the guy runs out
the building straight at me.

(scoffs) I didn't move,
and he says "'Scuse me."

Now I done seen the idiot's face
and heard the idiot's voice.

Great.

Thank you so much.

We'll have you look
at some photos now, okay?

Thought you'd be happier
about an easier solve.

"I'm coming for
Will Trent's record."

I don't sound
like that.

Look, I need to --

Do you want to come over
to dinner tomorrow night?

No.
Why would I --

Is your wife
gonna be there?

Of course she is.
It was her idea.

Somebody invite me to dinner,
I'm going.

-You should go.
-Shh.

C-Can --
Does she know that we --

No, dummy.

Why would she invite you
to our home

-if she knew we had sex?
-I --

No, she just wants
to get to know my new partner.

-That's all.
-No.

Oh, I'm very glad GBI is here.

You know, we don't see this
kind of thing very often.

Occasional B and E,
kids out drinking.

That's about it.

However we can help,
Sheriff.

And thank you for having
the boat brought here.

Oh, of course.
And please, call me Josie.

The ME said
the shot to the shoulder

was from
a long-range gun?

That's right.

Excuse me.

FAITH: So, this is the mayor's
private dock.

Surprisingly nice.

Lake Lanier's tranquility is...
a contradiction.

(scoffs)

Mayor was on his boat.

The shooter was out here
somewhere on land.

Why so far?

They're experienced.

Over-confident that
they'd hit their target.

But the first shot
didn't kill him.

♪♪

There's blood here.

Faith!

♪♪

Sheriff, would you bag this?

Think that's
the killer's blood?

Running with adrenaline.

They didn't even notice
they were cut.

You know what, Faith?

Come at me like you
want to kill me.

Gladly.
(chuckles)

WILL: Okay.

So the killer boarded the boat.

The mayor was fighting
for his life.

They fight, they fight,
they fight,

then the killer
shoots the mayor, bam.

Leaves the dead body
hanging off the boat.

Like a warning.

Well, that's quite a jump.

It's a thought.
You aske--

Didn't he just ask
for my help?

WILL: It was the blood.

The killer realized their blood
was all over the boat,

and so they...

Come on. So they...

Burned the evidence.

Very good.

FAITH: What are you doing
right now?

Amanda asked me to mentor you.

There's still DNA on that nail.

That's who killed the mayor.

♪♪

Whew, talk about
over-confident.

Oh, you have no idea.

WILL: Do you know if
your husband had any enemies,

political or otherwise?

Uh, someone's always

pitching a fit
over a land easement

or the high school
teaching Anne Frank,

but nothing worth
killing a man over.

FAITH:
Any recent visitors?

Arguments you may
have overheard?

I-I'm sorry.
No.

If you think of anything,
anything at all,

give us a call.

Um, it --
it's probably nothing,

but maybe a week ago,

somebody left a --
a toy on our doorstep.

It was one
of those little cars

that kids race
with the tracks.

This was, um,
a station wagon, orange.

With wood paneling?
Oh, my gosh.

Hold it down, Deputy.

Sorry.

So you found a toy car
on the porch.

Did that seem strange to you?

The toy, no.

Just kids, probably.

But Randy, he got so upset,
and that was odd.

He needs to watch
his blood pressure.

I-I keep telling him.
(sobs)

JOSIE: Thanks, Irene.

I'll be in touch.

♪♪

Deputy Riley,
bring it in!

♪♪

We, uh, pulled this off
Allen Cramer, a local.

His body was found in the woods
a few days ago.

Why didn't you mention
that sooner?

Well, everything pointed
to Cramer's death

being a hunting accident.

Start of the season,

a lot of eager folks
with no experience.

A safety vest --
he -- he wasn't wearing one.

Yes, Deputy Riley,

it's unfortunate,
but not unusual.

So now we have two bodies,

both with the same token
left behind?

♪♪

Great.

I knew that car
sounded familiar.

I made some calls to confirm.

There was a case there
30 years ago --

involved an orange
station wagon.

Was it a homicide?

Three.

A couple and their teenage son.

Minding their Black business
one Saturday afternoon --

Fourth of July weekend.

And the whole family
was killed?

In their station wagon.
(sighs)

The case was never solved.

Should have been open and shut,

but the sheriff back then,
he just looked the other way.

Sheriff Miller, you didn't hear
about that case?

I was a baby
when that happened,

and I'm from Arkansas,
so no.

The mayor, the hunter,
and the family

killed in that station wagon
30 years ago.

They're all connected.
Let's find out how.

♪♪

(door thuds)

-Can you move your --
-Would you just hold on?

One room.
One damn room.

Stupid Buck-o-Rama
convention.

Oh, is it hard sharing a room
with another person?

Try six, and the kid
in the top bunk's a bed-wetter.

Oh, how'd you get
the top bunk?

Good one.
'Bout damn time.

(obnoxious laughter)

WILL: What's scarier, a bunch
of white folks with guns,

or ghosts?

It's not funny.

Bad things happened
when they built this town

and that lake,
and it creeps me out.

Some stuff you gotta
compartmentalize.

Get the job done.

Oh, is that what you do --
compartmentalize?

Like when you
beat up Paul Campano

in the middle
of the GBI?

I didn't say it was
a perfect system.

Growing up
in the children's home,

you learn to bury your feelings
in boxes quickly.

Sometimes it comes up
in an active kidnapping case.

Other times,
when you're grocery shopping.

That is the most personal thing
you've ever told me.

-Hmm.
-FAITH: You know what?

Actually, keep going.

Tell me something else.
One thing, partner.

You were right.

I have a date.

And what about Angie?

I didn't say I was going.

You didn't answer
my question.

It's complicated.

I've known Ange forever,

but there are parts of her
she holds back from me,

like a wall
I'm never gonna get past.

Sounds familiar.

You know what?
I think you should go.

Have fun.

She mentioned
a gallery opening.

Definitely don't
wear that suit.

♪♪

WILL: Something's off.

Everyone's claiming
their spot

for Fourth of July
fireworks,

but the family parked
all the way over here

under these trees.

The report says
that there was a witness.

Got it. Witness saw four men
at the scene, Ford Bronco.

They gave the sheriff
a partial plate,

but (chuckles) of course,
the sheriff never followed up.

Sheriff Merrick...

...why the hell'd
you bury this case?

♪♪

Anything, man?
We've been here all day.

Thinner -- I told you
he was much thinner.

Okay.

It's a meal, Ange, okay?

It'll be a little awkward.

It's just --
It's like traffic.

You sit through it
and it's over with, okay?

It's not like
we're screwing anymore.

We were not screw-ing.
It was one time.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hold on, hold on.

Y'all didn't mention
y'all were intimate.

That changes everything.
Don't go over there.

-Just find the perp.
-Shut up.

Found him right here.

-Really?
-Mm-hmm.

You sure?

Yeah, that's him.

Unless he has a twin.

♪♪

Oh, you gotta
be kidding me.

Wait, what?

Our guy is an identical
triplet.

No.

Ooh!
Oh, God.

Really?
Why?

Well, good morning
to you, too.

Look, I couldn't
sit still last night.

This station wagon case
bugged me even as a rookie cop,

but I had no power back then.

Well, that's not
an issue now.

You damn right.

I'm taking up space and flexing
some serious GBI muscle.

We are solving this thing.

-You up for this, Sheriff?
-Yes, ma'am.

AMANDA: All right.

I ran the partial plates the
witness got off the Bronco --

-40,000 hits.
-Oh, needle in a haystack.

No, I'm not done yet.

I cross-checked the vehicles

registered at the time
of the killings

to our most recent victims.

Found our needle.

♪♪

Allen Cramer,
the dead hunter.

Okay, so we have four men
in this Bronco --

one's Allen Cramer.

Mayor Cordett
was raised here.

He might have been
one of them.

Yeah, somebody thought so.
They're both dead days apart.

What if one
of the remaining two

were trying to keep
Cordett and Cramer quiet?

Yeah, but why now?

We need to find
those last two...

alive.

They need to pay
for what they did.

Well, the original eyewitness
who saw the Bronco

died over 10 years ago.

Internet wasn't around,
no social media to rely on.

(chuckles) Children.

Before there was social media,
th-- there were these things

with pages.

Ah. Newspapers.

I have a contact
who can help. (laughs)

I'll drive.

Actually, the former sheriff --
can you get me his address?

I'd like to ask him why he
didn't follow up on that Bronco.

Good luck with that.

I'm here to ask you about an
investigation that you handled.

It was quite awhile ago,

so whatever details
you can provide --

They've come for me?

Your family?

Let's start
with what happened.

Walk me through it.
You got a call.

MERRICK: A call -- lo--
lots of calls.

Complaints.

Tell me about the call

about the station wagon,
the family.

(crickets chirping,
leaves rustling)

MERRICK: It was the most
terrible thing I'd ever seen.

Tell me
what you found.

(sobbing) The --
The worst part was --

was the noise.

What noise?

You're okay.

I've got you.

I got you.

Who do you have?

Who are you talking to?

Was the father still alive
when you arrived?

I got you. (sobbing)

-I'll fix this.
-Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Quiet down. Breathe.

Shh, shh, shh,
shh, shh, shh.

What happened
to the station wagon?

Where's the car?

Excuse me.
What's happening?

Okay, I need you both
to step outside.

(sobbing continues)

♪♪

WILL: How long
has he been like this?

Well, he started
slipping away two years ago,

but lately --

His nurse called,
told me I should come.

Got back in town yesterday.

So what's this really about?

GBI's investigating one
of your father's old cases --

a multiple homicide
of a Black family

killed in their
station wagon.

Yeah, that.

Pops got messed up over
what happened with that family.

Yeah, I guess it makes sense
that he's still --

Haunted?

He ever talk to you about it?

No, no, I heard second hand
from my mom.

I was already away at college.

I'd like to speak
with your mother.

She passed away
six years ago.

Agent Trent, I hope you find
what you need,

but please, let him be.

♪♪

We know you did it.

I'm trying
to help you.

Do you really
want to do time

for what
your brother did?

(yawns)

Your brothers
already sold you out!

(laughs) No, they didn't.

Stonewall me --

(officers laughing)

Oh, you think this is funny?

Yeah,
it's pretty funny.

Shut up, Franklin.

-You asked.
-Hey, it's my case, too.

Hey, I got a plan.
Back me up.

Uh, wait, wait, wait.

Don't mess around
and get our case thrown out.

What the hell do you think
I'm gonna do?

I don't know, excessive force
comes to mind.

This works on my kids
every time, okay?

Nobody wants to go down
for something their sibling did.

Eventually, two of them are
gonna turn on the guilty one.

All right,
let's do it.

-AMANDA: Hey, T. (chuckles)
-THERESA: Hey, how you doing?

Hi.

Theresa's a pioneer
in Black journalism.

She ran the Crusader
for 40 years.

42.

But what is time.

Come on.
The files are out back.

I like you in that green.

You're looking good as ever.

Mandy, why don't you
come into the house

and I'll get you
a cup of iced tea?

You still
like it sweet?

Stop playing, T.
You know how I like it.

(laughs)

I'm sorry,
can we, um --

Ms. Rothwell, your paper covered
the station wagon murders?

Well, big city papers
certainly didn't.

I mean, nobody here
actually believed

that justice would be served,
but a whole family?

(scoffs)
Lord help.

Everything you need
are in the boxes out back.

You just need to sift
through them.

Back in the day,
I took pictures of everything.

-Thank you.
-Mm-hmm.

(Amanda chuckles)

(whispering)
Well, how you been?

-I've been fine.
-(chuckles)

JOSIE: Yes, she did.
Called the cops on me.

Said I was stealing
a patrol car.

While you were
in uniform?

Girl, yes.
It was my first week.

That shirt was crisp.
The badge, shimmering.

I should have arrested her
on principle.

-Absolutely.
-(laughs)

You know, when I first started,
I had this former captain say

that he couldn't promote me

because it was against
the Constitution.

-Former captain?
-FAITH: Mm-hmm.

He get transferred,
or you?

Oh, I had friends in higher
places than he realized.

He got decertified.

Amanda did that for you?

No.

It was actually my mother,

but she's no longer
on the force.

Oh.
By choice?

Um, let's just
say that...

she crossed a line
and lost purpose.

It happens.

I'm sorry.

Where did Amanda
and Theresa disappear to?

Oh, no.
Unh-unh.

I do not want that information
in my head.

-I am good. Thank you so much.
-(both chuckle)

Oh, hold up.

July 4, 1994.

That's it. That's the day
of the murders.

Oh, wait.
Let me see this one.

FAITH: Is that the Bronco?

JOSIE: Do the plates match?

♪♪

FAITH: Mm-hmm.
There they are.

I can't see this one's face.
I need to see his face.

We'll figure it out. Do you
recognize any of the others?

JOSIE: Uh, man on the right,
that's Cramer.

The hunter.
Are you sure?

Yep, and the green shirt,
that's Mayor Cordett.

More hair,
but that's him.

FAITH: The other one
looks so familiar,

but I just can't place him.

(sighs) I'm trying
to imagine him older,

more facial hair,
maybe?

Well, don't have
to imagine.

GBI flex.
Let's go.

♪♪

This must be you, huh?

Yeah, I saw you walk in
for your coffee.

-Did you --
-LOCAL MAN: Yeah.

'Cause I figured if you could
take up two parking spots,

I can spread myself out
as much as I want.

AMANDA: Let's go.

Get in here.

-Move your feet.
-(thud)

AMANDA: Let's go.

He touched my car.

(voicing silently)

I'm running the age progression
software on the photo

we found at Theresa's.

Your friend?

Mind your business.

Computer's done.

FAITH: Thank goodness.

I still can't place him.

Less facial hair?

(mouse clicking)

That's the mechanic.

Otis Granger.
He's a prepper.

Lives off the grid
at the edge of town.

Then let's be careful.

He could be the next victim
or our killer.

Either way, we've gotta get to
him before any more bodies drop.

Let's go.

(tense music plays)

♪♪

Merrick was
all over the place,

but he definitely
knew something.

What about this guy -- Otis?

Faith said you two bonded.

(chain clanking)

God.

-Otis, hey, it's me.
-(dogs growling, barking)

Remember?

Yeah, you came in
with that Mini.

What are you doing here
with that sheriff?

We're with the GBI, Otis.

You never said that.

You are required
to identify yourselves!

She just did.

-Shut up!
-(barking stops)

OTIS: So that's why you were
poking around my shop.

Probably screwed up
that tire on purpose, too.

♪♪

I am a sovereign citizen!

You have no jurisdiction
on this land.

Otis, hey. It's okay.

I'm just gonna need you
to talk to me

about what happened to that
family in the station wagon.

I ain't got nothing
to do with that.

Go ask Merrick.
He'll tell you.

All right, let's just talk.

Put down the gun, Otis.

(music intensifies)

♪♪

How about I put your gal
down instead?

(somber music plays)

(dogs barking)

♪♪

How's Josie?

First officer-involved shooting.

It's gonna take some time.

A life's a life.

-AMANDA: How's the leg?
-Leg's fine.

I'm pissed off
about the damn suit,

and the fact Otis
gave us nothing.

The guy in the
Chipper Jones jersey

could have moved away
20 years ago,

or be long dead.

Could also be the killer.

Guess I'll go ask Merrick.

Well, we got nothing.
Can't hurt.

(exhales deeply)

FAITH: Hey.

Um, look, I know Amanda
is a lot (chuckles)

but you couldn't have a better
person getting you through this.

Where you headed?

FAITH: To see Merrick.

Sometimes photos can jar
dementia patients' memory.

You know, Merrick was nice to me
when I first started here.

Let me come with you.

I want to see this through.

Let's take your car.

Let's go.

(bicycle bell dinging)

(inquisitive music plays)

Don't trust the
bike rack outside?

Oh, that's not mine.

Don't tell anybody --
I can't ride a bike.

Never learned. Crazy, right?

No, that one's evidence
from a robbery.

What -- What's today?

Tuesday?
I get so --

Tuesday, yeah,
it was scheduled.

I think it's going to
off-site storage next week,

but Otis won't be making
any more pickups, so --

You think Sheriff Miller's
gonna make me do it now?

-I'll have to rent a truck --
-Wait, stop.

You said your off-site evidence
storage is Otis's salvage yard?

♪♪

Hey, give me one of those.

Look, I'm binge eating
as a temporary replacement

for my addiction,
telling myself it'll pass.

-So, no, you cannot have one.
-ANGIE: Okay.

What's going on with you?

Gina Ormewood wants me
to come over for dinner,

-and -- and --
-And?

And I'm crawling
out of my skin, man.

How do I -- In her home?

Look, meeting a partner's spouse
is a time-honored tradition.

She's trusting you
with the father of her kids,

so you go eat
that woman's dry chicken

and if you feel
the pull for a drink,

you come knock on my door
instead, no matter how late.

HELLER: We need those rooms,
Polaski.

You got a confession
coming any time soon?

-Ormewood's real close, Cap.
-(chuckles)

Get it closed, Polaski.

Screw it.

What are you doing?

Finishing it.

I told you,
it takes time, okay?

-It's a solid plan.
-(sighs)

You know what my
least favorite thing is?

Waiting.

Hey.
I know y'all are hungry.

Two candy bars, three of you.

Fight for it, bitches.

(door closes)

-STEVE: Give it to me!
-(rock music plays)

-STEW: I'm hungry!
-STAN: We can split it!

STEVE: You can't split
two things three ways!

STEW: Shut up, Steve!

STAN: We wouldn't be here
if it wasn't for you!

You want to do
the paperwork?

(Steve grunts)

(Ormewood sighs)

JOSIE (whispers):
Can I have the -- Thanks.

Take a look at this for me,
Dale.

Tell me who you see
in the picture.

It's them, isn't it?

It's them.

Say their names.

(soft, tense music plays)

Allen Cramer.

Otis.

Randy...

♪♪

Who's the other man?

In the jersey.

Chip.

(inhales sharply) Chip.

-Chip.
-Chip's not coming today,

-Sheriff.
-Chip.

Who is Chip?
Do you know Chip?

Chip is Mr. Merrick's
nickname for his son.

Big Chipper Jones fan before
Jones even came to the Braves.

Think he was still playing
high school ball

-in Florida, right?
-MERRICK: Mm-hmm.

Mr. Merrick,
is this your son?

Chip.

Chip.

♪♪

Merrick buried the case
because his son was involved.

I'm headed to pick up
David now.

He's no Otis,
but back in the day,

they were birds of a feather.

I'll be careful.

(cellphone chiming)

It's the lab.

-I'll be right there.
-(cellphone beeps)

Hey, so, uh, how'd you get
Merrick to talk?

Josie came with me
to see Merrick.

WILL: Josie?

She's on administrative leave.

-You know you can't --
-AMANDA: Unbelievable!

Are you kidding me?

I know, I know.

But Josie got him to talk.

Well, Amanda's busy
yelling at the lab,

so consider it a blessing.

(cellphone beeps off)

AMANDA: We sent you the nail!

(stammers) You have it.

I don't want any more excuses!

(cellphone beeps off)

They can't find the nail
from the boat dock?

I told you,
I hate small towns.

(sighs)

Look, let's split up,
find that car.

I'll go this way.

(sighs)

Otis, Mayor Cordett,
Allen Cramer, and David Merrick.

(tense music plays)

Why'd the family park
where they couldn't see

the fireworks display?

Maybe it doesn't matter.

Bugs me, though.

♪♪

And then it happened.

(gunfire)

WILL: They shoot the family,
speed off.

Witness calls it in, but David
already called his father.

The sheriff arrives quickly
to clean up his son's mess.

-(car horn honking)
-WILL: The father

was still alive.

Is that the noise
Merrick was hearing?

You're okay.
I got you. I got you.

♪♪

-(recorder clicks)
-Amanda, over here!

AMANDA: Well this is one way
to cover up a crime --

put one of the killers on the
payroll to hide the evidence.

(inquisitive music plays)

♪♪

Teeth marks?

♪♪

Be right back.

-You good?
-Yep.

Thanks.

(cellphone rings)

(cellphone beeps)

Oh, so you want to be grown
but ask your mother for money?

JEREMY: God, I just called
to say hi, Ma.

Mm-hmm, right.
How much do you need?

And Jeremy,
I can't keep -- Oh.

(gasps)

All right, I'll call you back.

Okay. Ah.

(sighs)

Great. Wonderful.

ELLA JENKINS:
Here's a song that I'm sure

a lot of you will know.

I've been singing it
many, many times

with numerous girls and boys.

♪ Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack ♪

♪ All dressed in black,
black, black ♪

There were teeth marks
on the seatbelt.

♪ With silver buttons,
buttons, buttons ♪

The noise Merrick heard
wasn't from a car horn.

WILL: The family didn't care
about the fireworks.

They parked
to feed their baby.

(baby crying)

MERRICK: Oh, my goodness.

You're okay. It's okay.

It's okay. I got you.

Shh.

Don't cry, don't cry.
I got you.

♪ They jumped so high,
high high ♪

Girl, I really do hope

you have one of those
bleach pens in here.

♪ And they never came back,
back, back ♪

♪ Till the Fourth
of July-ly-ly ♪

(cellphone rings, beeps)

Faith, there was a baby
in the car.

-Will, I just found --
-Listen to me!

I think I know
who the killer is.

♪ Back, back, back ♪

I was a baby when it happened.

It's Josie.

(tapping on glass)

JOSIE: Your side arm
and your phone.

Now.

♪ Elephants, elephants,
elephants ♪

♪ Jumped the ♪

♪ Fence, fence, fence ♪

♪ They jumped so ♪

♪ High, high, high ♪

♪ They touched the ♪

-Time to get Chip.
-♪ Sky, sky, sky ♪

♪ And they never came ♪

♪ Back, back, back ♪

♪ Till the Fourth of July ♪

JOSIE: All your buddies
are dead --

Randy Cordett, Cramer, Otis.

(tense music plays)

It's just you now, Chipper.

-Josie, don't.
-I think you know I will.

What...

happened?

We were stupid.

Got drunk,
Allen was driving,

and then we saw
the station wagon.

They were in an area
where nobody was supposed to be.

Were they bothering anybody?

♪♪

DAVID:
We tried talking to them,

but the man
in the station wagon --

You mean my father?

Yeah.

Your father ignored us,

and that pissed off
Allen even more, so he --

No, you!
What did you do, David?

I shot him.

♪♪

Then your daddy went to fix
your mess, but he heard a noise.

He heard me.

My Aunt Louise would have
taken it to her grave,

but I had a heath scare and
needed to know about my family.

So you got into
law enforcement to --

for revenge?

Purpose, Faith.

I wish you hadn't opened
that glove compartment,

but here we are.

So you gonna shoot a GBI agent?

No, sis.
Why would I do that?

I just have to slow you down.

(screams)
Gah! (yelps)

I gave her a hard time
about having a second cellphone.

Thank goodness she did.

We might not have gotten
to her in time.

That's a GBI agent she's got
handcuffed to her hostage.

Keep this and the other end
of the bridge blocked.

No one takes a shot.

Do you understand me?

♪♪

-(men converse indistinctly)
-I'll be damned

if I'm going to lose Evelyn
Mitchell's daughter today.

Let's go get Faith.

♪♪

(breathing heavily)

♪♪

You got your answers.

I heard his confession.
Now let us go.

Faith, you know I didn't
do this for an arrest.

♪♪

(gun cocks)

Faith, talk to me.
You all right?

She's fine! Tell her.

I'm okay.

Suspect's been injured.

GSW to the leg.

Sheriff Miller, I get it.

You want revenge on the people
who hurt your family.

But do you know
who Agent Mitchell is to me?

-She's my family.
-Amanda, don't! Don't!

Josie, you need
to surrender. Now.

(sobbing)
It's already over.

-Your parents, Josie.
-JOSIE: Don't.

Your brother, they loved you.

They're still here with you.

Do you think they would want
their little girl

to be just another dead body
in Lake Lanier?

♪♪

Josie, don't.

Josie, please don't.

Josie! Josie!

FAITH: Please, Josie!

♪♪

(police radio chatter,
sirens wailing)

Please tell me one of those
is a milkshake

that I can crawl into.

Chocolate.

You can have them both
if you want.

They found Josie's body.

(somber music plays)

(inhales deeply)

Oh. (clears throat)

Oh?

W-What's "Oh"?
What are you doing?

Compartmentalizing.

No, I already took
compartmentalizing,

so you're gonna have
to find yourself

another coping mechanism.

It doesn't really work, anyway.

(chuckles lightly)

Your turn.

Tell me something.
One thing.

(sobbing)
It's just so stupid.

I -- I have this
fantasy in my head

where she was swimming
and she swam

and she swam to the other
side of the lake,

and then she got out
and there was a little plane

waiting for her
to take her to Belize or --

or -- or El Salvador.

Yeah.

I like that ending better, too.

The whole thing
is just so sad.

♪♪

And now...

...she's just another ghost.

♪♪

GINA:
Oh, I definitely remember

-Vince's retirement party.
-ANGIE: Yeah. Yeah?

How many fights
broke out that night?

I recall breaking up
at least one.

Vince started it!

GINA: It was his party!

ANGIE (laughing):
It was his party.

Anyway, these dishes are not
gonna clean themselves,

and no one else
in this house will do it.

-Well, let me help.
-No, no.

You stay put, hang out
with the girls here.

Yeah, just the two,
no more triplets.

ANGIE: Yeah. (chuckles)

(dishes clanking)

(child giggles in distance)

(indistinct conversation
in distance)

(inquisitive,
happy music plays)

♪♪

Mission control,
are we cleared for landing?

Oh, no?

You want to handle this one?

♪♪

Is everything okay
up there?

♪♪

Oh, my gosh.

-Bye, Max, wherever you are.
-Oh, Michael,

can you go upstairs
to check on him?

We cannot afford to have
that tub overflow again.

We could just give him away.

Ha ha.

All right, you two.
Bedtime, upstairs, go.

Mommy, there's monsters.

-No, none of that. Let's go.
-Good night. I love you.

-I want to go with her.
-Let's hit it.

Um, this was really nice.

Thank you, again.

I -- I, uh, I can't remember
the last time I --

Angie, stop.

(sighs)

Look, I invited you here tonight
so I could look you in the eye,

see who you are,

and I get it now.

You're... (voice breaks)

You're that cop who wants
to lock up all the bad guys

and do the right thing

so that no one's
looking at you.

(tense music plays)

I'm -- I'm sorry.

What -- What are you --

Cop wives talk.

♪♪

Kenny Storier's wife
saw you in a parking lot

walking to Michael's car.

I don't know what went on
between you two.

Don't let it happen again.

All right, all you little
monsters better be in bed.

♪♪

(knock at door)

(knocking continues)

(crickets chirping)

-WILL: Hey.
-Hey.

Shut up and listen, okay?

I've been keeping this --

I did something.
(sighs painfully)

Not tonight,
a long time ago,

but I haven't been able
to tell you.

Are you wearing cologne?

No, um... I mean, yes.
It's just --

ANGIE: Sh-Shut up.
It doesn't matter.

♪♪

I slept with Ormewood
a couple years ago.

You -- You two were
seeing each other?

Uh, no. Uh...

You and I were on a break,

and I was high.

I think he was, too.
I don't know.

I was just in his car.

(voice breaking)
It was one time.

Okay, um...

Why are you
telling me this now?

I'm sick of secrets.

That whole time was so bad.

It was so ugly.

And I can't have you
seeing me as ugly.

I don't --
I don't want that.

(exhales sharply)

♪♪

WILL: Ange.

I could never
see you as ugly.

♪♪

I'll, um...

I'll make us
some dinner, okay?

(chuckles)

WILL: Come here.

I just need to make
a phone call.

♪♪

♪♪