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Never in over 30 years have I ever seen a case

with this amount of injustice.

All I can say to you now...

is you are a free man, Mr. Harris.

This case is adjourned.

Congratulations, pal.

I couldn't be happier for you.

They set him free!

Jack Harris was 14 years old

when he was tried as an adult

and convicted of raping and murdering

nine-year-old local girl Katrina Walters,

27 years ago.

Harris was released today based on the fact

that the evidence for the original case

was severely mishandled.

So, here's the deal.

I set up a bank account for you,

and they've already confirmed your money's been transferred.

And...

here's your new phone.

Whoa.

I seen a flip phone on the row a few times, but this...

...this is wild.

I already hooked it all up for you.

Just... just touch the screen.

What do you wanna do first?

Oh, man...

I... I don't know if it'll do any good,

but I'd appreciate it if you'd take me to see my mama.

My flowers are dying faster than I can feed them.

It's like they choose to ignore the sunlight.

You never were any good at taking care of flowers.

Can I help you?

Mama. It's me, Jack.

What? Jack?

Yeah, yeah. It's me.

They finally let me out.

They found evidence. Real evidence that set me free.

Don't you ever come back here!

Maybe this town isn't the place for you.

They're all a bunch of anti-science,

backwards assholes, and I don't see how

you're gonna change their minds.

It's my home.

Only place I ever known except for prison.

Besides, where else am I gonna go?

You have money now, pal.

You can go live anywhere.

You don't understand.

Before I was locked up, I had a wonderful life here.

I want that back.

All I want is a white picket fence,

beautiful wife, great reputation,

and my own version of happiness.

I gotta convince everyone that I'm innocent.

You don't have to prove anything anymore.

We just did it in court.

Just 'cause you let a man out of prison,

don't mean he's free.

The man confessed!

He confessed to doin' it.

And they let him go.

Hey, there. I saw you on the TV.

Congratulations.

Is that what I'm supposed to say?

Sure. Why not?

What can I get you?

Beer, any kind.

A cheeseburger with everything on it.

I mean, all the fixin's.

- Coming right up. - Hmm.

♪ Well we walked hand in hand on the railroad tracks ♪

♪ Chatted off the things that we had lost and we had lacked ♪

I'm... I'm sorry, but, uh,

my manager wants you to leave.

Well, hold on a second.

I was found innocent. It was proven.

I believe you but... it's not up to me.

♪ So we drove on west to the places that we liked ♪

You seriously need to go.

Don't make me call the cops.

♪ When we were less than wholesome ♪

No, it's...

♪ Lord only knows ♪

I ain't what y'all think I am.

Honest.

♪ ...we had some clothes on ♪

♪ But I know you're the kind of man to take the ride... ♪

♪ Honey, I'm the kind of girl to bail you out ♪

♪ When the lawman caught up to ya ♪

♪ Mmm ♪

Hello. - Hi.

Make yourself at home.

I pictured your place differently.

Oh yeah? How so?

I always saw a white two-story house with a...

with a pool and a...

rose garden.

Get a lot of time behind bars to imagine things.

Not to be nosy but...

you own the place?

Yeah, I used to work for the owner as a ranch hand.

He left it to me after he died.

Wow.

Lucky you.

So, look...

You know, in all my prison visits,

I told you I thought it was someone close to me

who was responsible for killing Trina.

I never told you this...

but I think it may have been my father.

That morning...

when I found Trina's body...

I saw someone leaving the crime scene,

but I can't remember who.

And I've tried so hard to remember.

I've seen shrinks, counselors.

I even went back and talked to my old teachers,

and I still can't remember any more details

from that morning.

I'm hoping you can help me remember.

How would I do that?

You were her babysitter.

There's gotta be things that you can remember that I can't.

I can't do it alone.

You served all that time because of my parents.

I swore I'd help get you out.

I've done it.

Now I'm asking you... will you help me?

Of course I'll help you.

Can I help you with somethin'?

Get dressed.

You try anything, and I'll gut you like a fish

and call it self-defense.

Put those on in front.

I'm gonna walk you out to my truck.

You're gonna get in the back seat.

You try and run or call out...

...it'll just make this worse.

I ain't above torturing.

Won't be no need for that.

I accept what's comin' to me.

Come on.

Get in the back.

My life's been in danger every single day

for the past 27 years.

I had to sleep with one eye open,

facin' the cell bars.

And I'd be praying

I'd at least have a fightin' chance

at whoever would come.

You see so much more when you let go of fear.

You expect me to believe you have no fear?

That's bullshit.

What is it, baby girl?

Where did you go, Daddy?

Daddy had to go do some work for a little bit.

You go on back to bed, okay, honey?

I'll be home soon.

Okay. Hurry back.

I know you probably aim to take me out somewheres

and kill me.

You ain't the first.

And honestly, I'm good with it.

I always expected to be buried with my past.

Why are you making this so easy for me?

It don't make sense.

You're just gonna accept this

and let me kill you, and that's it?

If it brings some peace, some closure to this town,

so be it.

Just know if you do that...

the real killer will still be out there.

Are you seriously gonna still claim innocence?

You're gonna kill me anyways.

Since I know that's true, you don't think I'd come clean?

Not if you're messing with my head

and trying to get me not to kill you.

Well, here I am.

Do it.

You want it right here?

Fine by me.

Go ahead.

Put a bullet in my skull.

As long as you're okay with not knowing the truth.

And I'd like you to tell whoever sent you

that I accepted it.

I didn't cause you any trouble

even though I could just as easily

take that gun from you.

Yeah, okay, tough guy.

Why the fuck did you confess to it?

You ever been interrogated for days on end...

in a holdin' room with no food, no daylight,

not even a washcloth?

Just a few drops of water to stop me from passing out.

You wouldn't treat a dog like that.

What if the dog killed a little girl?

I ain't never killed no one.

I just had to get out of that room,

so I told them exactly what they wanted to hear.

I figured a judge and a jury would discover the truth...

and I was wrong.

If you could justify being my executioner

and murdering a right-minded person...

be my guest.

Go ahead.

Do it.

But before you do, ask yourself.

You believe I'm capable of killing a little girl?

Look in my eyes.

You got a little girl. You can tell.

Am I capable of that?

I don't know.

Fuck!

Get back in the truck!

Get in the back seat!

No, I'll... I'll get in the front.

Can I get these cuffs off?

You better leave town tonight.

If I see your face around Huntsville,

I will pull the trigger.

I ain't lied to you and I won't start now.

I ain't leavin'.

I aim to find the real killer, clear my name,

prove who I am to the folks in this town.

Fine. You wanna die? Cool with me.

But just know that those people who want you dead,

they'll find somebody else to do it.

And I won't stop them.

I appreciate your honesty.

Come play with me, Jack.

The body found has been confirmed

to be Isabella Chen.

Sheriff Jones, Jack Harris was just released.

That is one possibility that we are taking very seriously.

There hasn't been a child murdered in Huntsville

since the first time he was convicted.

Well, not in Huntsville,

but there have been other murders in Walker County

and surrounding areas. - How could you just

let the guy walk free?

Let's not jump to conclusions here.

Huntsville PD will do everything possible.

He is obviously guilty!

Even his own mother knows...

I take it you know why I'm here.

Sure do.

Where were you between the hours of midnight

and eight a.m., two nights ago?

Well, about two a.m.,

one of your officers woke me up, cuffed me,

drove me outside of town with the intention of murdering me.

Lucky for me, he decided better of it.

- Is this some kind of joke? - No, sir.

I ain't never been too good at making jokes.

And I ain't lying, since that day I said

I murdered Katrina Walters.

You expect me to believe that you were out all night

with one of my officers?

No sir, not all night.

He dropped me back at my motel around 3:30 or so,

then I went straight back to bed.

I slept pretty good till about nine a.m.

His lawyer's here.

Dennis put you up to it, right?

Goddamnit.

Take me to my client.

Are you okay?

Did they hurt you? - Nope.

You didn't say anything, did you?

Just the truth.

We're getting you out of here.

Relax, counselor. We're settin' him free.

But he best not leave town.

So that's it, Jones?

You're just gonna let this murderin' fuck run free?

Now look, everybody.

Just take it easy. - We ain't buying it, Sheriff!

No more!

I can assure you we will find whoever is responsible.

If you won't demand justice, we will!

Lucy said you could stay at her place

until we figure out something else to do.

Whoa...

What? Her place?

No, I can't do that.

Well, I don't know what else to tell you.

She insisted.

Listen up, y'all.

I don't need to stand here

and tell you what you already know.

I think we can all agree

that there is a conspiracy in this town

that is choosing to protect Jack Harris.

And I won't stand for it.

Neither will we!

Neither will we!

I'm gonna need every single one of you

to keep your eyes wide open and be extra vigilant

so we can nail this son of a bitch to the wall!

You all right?

Yeah, yeah, I'm all right.

Look, uh... it's really not safe you havin' me here.

I can go to a motel outside of town,

or I can rent a house or something.

It's too late. I already made up your room.

There's nothing to worry about.

My parents live on the other side of town.

You're staying.

What'd you do this time?

I was messing around at the junkyard with Dennis,

and I cut myself on some metal.

You always were a clumsy old fool.

All right. Okay. Now, come on.

Hopefully someday...

things will get better.

Get better for you and me.

Until the good Lord gives us a taste of justice,

that can't happen.

And I know we got a lot of shit to work through...

and we will.

Just not yet.

Now come on.

Sheriff Jones is here.

We need to do some digging around

at your parents' place.

If your daddy is responsible,

there's got to be something he's hiding in that house.

You sure you're ready to do this?

They're still your family.

I'm ready.

If this is about the scene at the station,

I'm not apologizing.

It ain't about that.

I need to speak with

your husband and his brother in private.

If you think I don't know about Ethan messing up

what we told him to do and your part in it,

you're as blind as you are dumb.

Whatever you have to say, I am the most important one

in this house to hear it.

There she goes.

She thinks she owns everyone.

I don't own everyone, darling.

I only own you.

You were sayin'?

Y'all need to calm down and let me do my job.

All you're doing is getting in the way of my investigation,

causing the people of this town to get all riled up for nothing.

Now I will handle this murderin',

rapin' bastard in my own time.

If I have to tell you again,

I'll haul every damn one of you in

for obstruction of justice.

Isabella Chen's

autopsy results...

...have just been released.

Her throat was cut, and she was raped.

There were marks of a struggle on her right wrist

and her left ankle.

Isabella is survived by her father, Jayce.

It is almost an exact replica

of Katrina Walters, 27 years ago.

They're gonna come after you even harder now.

Yeah, I figured as much.

I feel so terrible for that family.

I know exactly what they're going through.

There ain't nothing worse than the...

death of a child.

You're not trying to hide anything from me, are you?

What are you talking about?

How come you can't look at me?

Every time I try to make eye contact with you,

you look away.

That ain't true.

You, uh, you own a bicycle?

Probably gonna take me a while

to figure out this driving thing,

so I figured in the meantime, I'd...

ride a bike.

Yeah, there's one in the garage.

Make sure you search real thorough.

Traces of hair, blood, even skin.

I'll check his office.

I'll start in the garage.

Here, put these on.

What the hell do you think you're doin'?

I was just looking for somethin'.

In my office?

I needed to find my birth certificate.

What for?

None of your business.

I think you snooping around my office

makes it my business.

I've been gathering old pictures of me and Trina,

and I'm creating a special area in one of my rooms,

rememberin' my childhood and whatnot.

My birth certificate's an important part of that.

We ain't even talked in...

I don't know how long, and... and you just turn up here?

Like this?

I just needed it.

Fine. On one condition.

You start talking to me again.

I just can't understand

why you haven't come by for any holidays or birthdays...

It just breaks my heart, baby girl.

Don't call me that.

I told you before, Bill.

I just needed some time for myself.

You didn't say it'd be three years.

What happened to your arm?

Oh, this?

I was doing some gardening and I slipped,

and the shears got me pretty good.

It... it was dumb.

I thought Mom did all the gardening.

Nah, that ain't true.

I do all the heavy lifting around here.

The truth is, I'm the tough one.

Your mother?

Huh.

She's... she's like a soft little kitten on the inside.

Right.

You all right?

Yeah.

Ah! Here's what I was looking for.

Your mother's waiting in the car.

Don't tell her about this, okay?

I don't want her calling me every damn day again.

I'll reach out to you more often.

- You promise? - Yeah.

I found something.

Looks like he tried to wash the blood off,

but he didn't get it all out.

Does he hunt?

Not a day in his life.

Let's just take it with us. See if it matches Isabella's.

We can't take the whole boot.

He'll know somethin's up if he finds out.

He already knows I was here.

All right, let me see if I can find the right...

What are you doing?

Jack?

Jack?

What are you doing?

Scraping the blood off the boot.

Yeah.

Right.

I've seen this cigar cutter before.

Where at?

I can't remember.

Well, does he smoke cigars?

I don't think so.

Were you closer with your mama than him growing up?

I was close with her, but these last few years,

we've been so disconnected.

Maybe you should try and talk to her.

Alone. Maybe do some diggin' around,

see what she really thinks about your daddy.

I know it won't be easy,

but if we can get her on our side... it...

might help.

Not many people will be able to say this to you, but...

I know exactly what you're going through.

I know you do.

Thank you.

I appreciate you.

Just know...

that we are with you,

and will support you in whatever you need.

Thanks.

Vengeance is mine, sayeth the Lord.

Can you see this is the frosted glass?

That's pretty nice.

Did you find any of them?

Yeah.

Uh... Layla, go on inside.

Okay, darling?

I'll be right... I'll be right there.

I know you ain't going to like this,

but I don't think he did it.

Before he passed, I made your daddy a promise.

I told him I'd make sure that you was a good cop,

and that you could pay for that house of yours.

Then, when your wife passed, I went out of my way

to make sure that everybody in this here town

supported you.

Truth be told, I like you.

And I'll be forever in your debt.

- But... - But nothin'.

I hold you partly responsible for Isabella's death.

If you had done what you were supposed to,

that never would have happened.

You don't understand how he is.

He ain't evil.

I can tell.

You can tell, huh?

Yeah, yeah.

Well, we all got our secrets now, don't we?

But yours...

man, it's a funny one.

I have no idea what you're talkin' about.

You ain't got no idea, huh?

Well, then I guess you don't make all them

weekend trips to Houston,

where you meet up with some strange guy in a dark alley

and suck each other's cock.

Wouldn't matter if this was Houston,

but you in Huntsville, boy.

Texas hill country.

We old school around here.

You got three days to take him down,

or I'll ruin ya.

Can you take this to a lab and have them test it,

see if that blood matches Isabella's?

It would have to be submitted through law enforcement.

Can't you just take it straight to the lab?

Nope.

The cops are the only ones who could submit DNA

before making an arrest.

No one else can.

I could tell them it's for a potential case,

but, uh, they'll question how I obtained it.

Can you just...

not tell them the whole truth?

I'm not sure. Let me see what I can do.

But you better be right about this.

Hey, you okay?

Am I completely insane to have him stay here with me?

I mean, this entire time, it's been easy for me to trust him.

I just remember that boy I grew up with

and how kind he was to me.

But lately, I've been thinking differently.

He's just acting so strange.

I don't know what to think.

You have to remember he was cleared,

and anyone, even the innocent,

would act differently after 27 years behind bars.

But if you're still unsure,

you should go and ask him yourself.

Like you said, you've know him since you were a little girl.

You're right.

Thank you.

Of course.

I was wondering... uh,

can I talk to you about something?

It's kind of private.

Uh.

Well...

"Hey, Mom. Good to see you.

Uh, sorry I haven't been around at all

and completely forgot you existed."

How about trying that as an opener?

I'm sorry. I just needed some time alone.

I knew you'd never understand.

What do you want?

When I was little, you went away to take care of Grandma

before she passed.

You were gone for a few weeks, you remember?

How could I forget?

Every night when I'd go to bed,

Dad and Uncle Denny would start drinking.

And I'd hear them start talking about some real dark stuff.

They only did it when you weren't there.

What do you mean, dark stuff?

About murdering certain people.

Folks they didn't like or were mad at.

They'd, uh, also talk about doin' stuff to young girls.

What are you gettin' at?

I think that Dad...

I think he might have...

gotten in my bed one night,

but I can't remember... - You stop right there.

You come over here unannounced

after not talkin' to us for so long

and you try and imply that your daddy might have...

oh, oh, I should slap you for even thinkin' it!

Don't you ever let this toxic shit spill out of your mouth.

Do you hear me?

If anyone in this town heard you utter this nonsense,

it would destroy this family.

Is that what you want?

Nah, nah, it's too early.

I... I gotta be getting home soon anyways.

Too early?

- You're retired. - So?

So, you're supposed to be having fun

and living the good life.

That's what I've been telling him.

You're letting that wife of yours ruin your retirement.

I'm not having this conversation.

See?

That's what he does.

Denies everything and then he ends up gettin'

all mad and quiet.

That shit'll give you cancer.

Just like it did Pops.

- Give me that glass. - There you go.

Attaboy.

It's true.

She makes me so infuriated I...

I don't know what to do.

That's why when I was married

I always put mine in check.

- Huh. - How'd you do that?

How do you think?

I'd clock the bitch.

If I ever... unleashed what's inside me,

I don't know if I'd be able to turn back.

Come on, play, you stupid

piece of no good YouTube robot screen.

Hey!

I was trying to watch a YouTube and have dinner ready.

What?

What happened?

She didn't even let me explain.

Hey. Hey, hey.

Hey, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Hm.

I was gonna make you coffee, but...

too many buttons.

It's okay. I got it.

Look, uh, I've been thinking...

I know a way for you to try to remember more details.

How so?

We need to go back.

Where it all began.

I know it'll be hard, but I figured your old house,

that backyard, would probably trigger something.

I haven't been back since the day I found her.

You good?

It's just like I remember it.

The wild violets.

I can smell them.

It reminds me of...

I can't do this.

Hold on, Lucy.

Listen to me.

You gotta be strong right now, you hear me?

Happened in the past, that's a long time ago.

Doesn't have to have such a hold on you now.

If you can remember more details,

it'll bring us a step closer to the truth.

That mornin'...

There was a cold fog that rolled in.

I couldn't see more than a few feet

in front of me.

That's when I smelled the whiskey.

There were heavy footsteps moving away from me.

Fast through the woods.

I could hear the dried leaves.

There was a man in a coat.

What color was the coat?

Black.

It's okay. I got you.

Where'd you find her?

She was right over there.

Her eyes were wide open.

I thought she could see me.

I thought she was still alive.

The cigar cutter.

That same cigar cutter I saw in my father's garage.

It was lying on the ground right there.

That's where I've seen it. I knew it.

It was his.

What the hell y'all doing back here?

Better yet, what the hell you doing here with him?

Whatever.

The neighbors are complaining. And you're trespassing.

So get the hell off this property.

You better have some good news for me.

I can't do it yet.

He's partnered up with your niece.

You're lying.

I just found 'em in the backyard

where Trina was found.

And get your house in order. And then I'll do it.

The DNA matched Isabella's.

My own daddy.

It's my parents. Go back out and hide.

What's with all the pounding?

Where is he?

Hello? Are you with us? Where is he?

What are you talkin' about?

I was just takin' a nap.

We know what you did.

And we know where you were.

And with who.

Now where is he?

I have no idea what you're talkin' about.

Don't you lie to me, Lucy Jane.

Not about this.

Stop talkin' to me like I'm a little kid!

I don't know what you're goin' on about.

Then why the hell is his lawyer's car parked out

in your driveway?

He didn't kill Trina. It was proven.

How could you say that?

The man confessed!

It was forced.

You are out of your mind.

Boy, that... that lawyer has brainwashed you.

The man's a sicko.

Found stacks of kiddie porn in his garage, remember?

- That's not true. - Of course it is.

No. Go out back

and look. - You're lying.

That was never brought up in his case.

Wasn't discovered until after he was convicted

and sent to prison.

We didn't need to present it.

He was known for doing Satanic rituals in the woods.

He slaughtered animals.

But you...

Lucy...

What's the matter with you?

How could you go against your own family?

Your own blood?

Is he here?

No.

Jack's not here.

Only his lawyer was, but she's not anymore.

You really think I don't know that you are lying?

You have lost your Goddamn mind.

I'm ashamed to call you my daughter.

Let's go.

Family.

Psst! They're gone.

You all right?

They never found kiddie porn in your garage, right?

What are you talking about?

- Kiddie porn? - They never

found it, right?

Just tell me they never found it.

Well, they did.

But...

it wasn't mine. They planted it.

Don't you remember?

No, I don't.

And what about the Satanic rituals?

Did you kill animals in the woods?

Whoa, whoa.

Where in the hell is all this coming from?

That's what they said.

I don't know what to believe. Just answer me.

No.

I ain't never done nothing like that.

I ain't no damn Satan worshipper.

What?

I'm just laughing at how damn ridiculous this all is.

There ain't nothin' funny about it.

Why'd you turn your back on me

when you put blood in that plastic bag?

- What? - I saw you.

Just answer me.

Had to find the right type of knife in the tool chest

to scrape it off.

What are you implying?

Nothin'.

It's been a hard day.

Let's just get some sleep.

What in the hell's takin' him so long?

He loves to talk to one of those waiters.

It's weird.

Ethan.

What the hell do y'all want?

This is a sample of dried blood.

We had it tested by your own lab.

It matched Isabella's.

You can verify it yourself.

It came from a boot that belonged to my father.

Please.

I know you're a decent man.

Now, why would you think that?

Twenty-seven years behind bars,

I can tell the evil from the righteous.

This is proof.

You can test it for yourself if you don't believe us

and then give it to the sheriff.

If you don't want another little girl to die,

you'll take it.

Come on, Ethan.

Layla and Isabella were friends.

What the hell was in that satchel?

I have no idea.

Maybe they're workin' together to cover somethin' up or...

I don't know.

I hate all this.

Wish there was some way we could...

all get along and love each other.

Where...

where's all this comin' from?

I'm just old and tired, that's all.

Having a hard time keeping things together

these days.

It's all right.

The Lord will provide an answer.

Well, it's true.

I verified it with the lab myself.

It says it right there.

Ninety-nine percent match.

You say this came from Bill Walters' boot?

That's what Jack and Lucy say.

But you can't verify that.

Well, no...

This could be a sample that Jack Harris gave you himself

off his own boot.

Or his own hands, for God's sake,

and you wouldn't have any idea.

Why would they go to all that trouble?

To set Bill Walters up and clear Jack's name.

Or both their names, if she's working with him now.

You really think Lucy had a part

in killin' Isabella?

That they're somehow workin' as a team?

Hell, I don't know.

I'd believe that before I'd believe Bill Walters did it.

I've known that man over 30 years.

At least worth bringin' in Bill and questioning him, ain't it?

I don't know. I'll think about it.

Seems to be a recurring theme in my life.

You're gonna stand up and you're gonna put on your pants.

I knew you were harboring this piece of shit.

Repulsed me beyond belief.

I'll only do this 'cause I don't wanna

scare Lucy by what I could do.

Oh, yeah? What's that?

I could rip that gun from you.

Take out all three of you in a few seconds.

But you're old and feeble.

So, I won't.

Whatever you say, tough guy.

Go on.

Make sure it's tight.

So you were plannin' on

eventually killin' my other daughter too?

No, ma'am.

- Liar. - Truth is, I am

completely lost in love with your daughter.

Stop talkin', you delusional fuck.

I'm only confessin' that 'cause I just realized

I won't be able to make this easy for y'all.

Shut your fuckin' mouth!

Drive.

Listen to me. You don't understand.

We have proof about Isabella.

- Is that so? - Yes, let me go.

That ain't gonna happen, Lucy Lu.

DNA evidence.

Blood.

Well, who's this so-called proof against?

You wouldn't believe me if I told you.

Try me.

Dad.

Dad?

Dad?

That's the funniest shit I heard in a long time.

Where are they takin' Jack?

Back to where it all began.

Stop.

Get on your knees.

I'm gonna tell you somethin' that's gonna hurt.

So, I apologize in advance for that.

I said, get on your knees.

Your daughter and I found evidence

that your husband might be responsible

for killing Isabella.

What?

I'm not playin' around, motherfucker.

There was blood on his boots.

We tested it. Matched Isabella's.

What kind of bullshit is...

I won't tell you again.

... he going on about?

Get down!

Now!

Are you not hearin' me? Your husband is a killer.

And if he did that to Isabella,

he most likely did it to your own daughter.

This...

this is the sickest shit I've heard.

Put him down.

Burn in hell.

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

Let go of me.

Stop! Now calm down!

Listen.

I'm sorry you're in so much pain.

And I hope and I pray that one day you'll be free from it.

But it wasn't me.

Honest.

What?

What are you standin' and looking so helpless?

Just go! Get him!

Stop ordering' me around, goddamnit!

I-I-I'm... - You're a stutterin' dumb fuck

and a failure in every way.

Go!

Don't test me.

Stop.

Stop. Stop talking. - You failed our baby girl,

and now you have failed me.

She was raped and murdered... - Stop!

Because of your weakness and your inadequacy!

You can't talk to me like that, you hear me?

I'll rip your fuckin' eyes out

and chop you up into a thousand little pieces,

you crazy bitch. I swear I will!

Don't fucking test me!

This isn't, uh, my idea.

All this violence, madness, death...

I don't understand it.

Then why are you partaking in it?

My sister-in-law gives me a place

to stay and food to eat and...

more importantly, a family to spend time with on the holidays.

That's about the most important thing to me these days.

Family.

Sheriff?

Look, uh...

Jack Harris and your daughter are claiming

they've found blood on a pair of your boots

that match with Isabella's.

Now, I... I don't believe that there's anything

to this claim,

but, uh, I still need to do my due diligence

and check.

This is insane.

Are you actually sayin'

you think I raped and killed my own daughter,

and now Isabella?

Think about that.

Why would you jump to that conclusion?

What?

I never said that you raped your own daughter.

I'm just sayin'...

if my blood matches Isabella's,

then that would also connect me to bein' the one

who might have done it to my own daughter.

No one is sayin' you did,

but since you're sayin' all this,

you're makin' yourself look pretty damn guilty.

Do you have a pair of leather boots?

- I'm gonna need to take 'em in. - I can't believe this shit.

Just show me where they are.

Tomorrow night, everyone's gathering

for a vigil out by the lake to remember Isabella.

Who do you think organized it?

We demand justice!

We demand justice!

We demand justice!

We demand justice!

Sheriff Jones is testing the boots himself.

He's returning with the results any minute.

Thank God. The truth can finally come out.

Looks like the results are in.

Listen, I'm gonna put y'all on speaker.

Listen up.

The boots came back clean.

Your two pals lied to you.

And on top of that, one of the locals came in

and just gave me an eyewitness report

claiming that they saw Jack Harris with Isabella

two hours before she was found murdered.

Now I'm done with this shit.

Put out an APB on Jack Harris.

My town's demandin' justice, they gonna get it.

You mean, they're demanding a fall guy.

Just shut up and do what you're told.

Go and make a goddamn arrest.

We demand justice! We demand justice!

We demand justice!

Sorry, folks.

Looks like the gig's up.

Why would a local say they saw you with Isabella?

There was that metallic contraption in your garage

I saw, and I... I keep thinking about it,

and it's bugging me

'cause I don't know what the hell it's for.

You got a copy of my original case file?

Mm-hmm.

Would you... would you grab it for me?

Yeah.

The marks on Trina's left wrist and her right ankle

had traces of metal filings on them.

And I think that contraption I saw

might have been used to hold her down.

Okay.

So?

So...

Here's what I'm thinking.

You probably won't like it.

What is it?

Far as I can tell, there's only one person

we need to convince.

She seems to be the one

who owns this town. - No.

No way she'll even listen.

She's the most stubborn woman I've ever met.

I saw a doubt in her eyes

after she tried to blow my brains out.

Besides, we don't got no choice.

Before we go to your parents' place,

there's somethin' I need to show you.

I haven't been totally honest with you or the police.

I lied to you about riding my bike

and not going anywheres.

I've been comin' here.

What is this place?

Just follow me and I'll show you.

I... I'm not takin' another step

until you tell me what the hell's goin' on.

I need to show you what's inside

before I tell you.

Come on, you can trust me.

What the hell are all those weird symbols

doing on that door? - Would you stop?

That was done by some stupid drunk school kids.

Come on.

Everything will make sense after I show you.

Don't touch me.

I had to keep this place...

secret from everyone...

'cause this is the house I was born in.

It's the one place I needed to keep sacred.

Tessa's already used my money and bought it for me,

and the house is gonna get renovated soon.

I wanted to keep it a secret

until it was done so I could impress you.

It's gonna be a massive, massive mansion, huge mansion

with a swimming pool and a big ballroom.

I'm gonna throw them massive parties.

I had the happiest times of my life here with my mama,

up until I was ten years old.

Right before we moved down the street from y'all.

But the most important thing I wanna show you...

is inside.

Come on.

It's okay.

This has been my workshop.

I studied jewelry making in prison.

Read all there is to know about it.

I made this for you.

Oh, Layla, I'll help you in just a second.

Come here.

You want your daughter back?

You kill that rapin' bastard...

tonight!

Fuck!

Y'all just hear me out.

That's all I ask.

These photos are from Trina's original case file.

This photo of her left wrist and her right ankle...

I believe they were trapped in some kind of metal device.

I believe that device is in your garage.

This is insanity.

Are you seriously tryin' to blame me again?

Show me.

Just bear with me, y'all.

I believe that her left hand

was slipped up into this part here

and then her right ankle was put into this...

part down here.

How long have you had this thing?

I don't know. I didn't make it.

Who did?

Dennis.

Where is Dennis?

Come on.

Come on.

Don't you worry, pretty little thing.

Don't you worry.

Well don't you worry.

It's okay, pretty little thing.

Come here.

Where'd he take her?

- What? - Dennis took Layla.

Where did he take her?

Now, now, just hold on a second.

You and your wife will die tonight

if I don't get my little girl back.

I'm not your hired gun!

Dennis can tell the entire town.

I don't give a fuck.

You need to get your gun out of my husband's face

- and calm down! - Fuck off!

You ain't givin' me orders.

Now where did he take her? - We don't know.

- You're lyin'. - He's not.

We don't know.

You have three seconds before I blow your goddamn brains out.

Hold on, Ethan. Hold on.

If he plans to use the same type of contraption

that's in the garage to do what he does,

he's probably at some machine shop or...

something.

The junk yard.

Okay, y'all. Let's split up

so we can cover more ground.

All right.

Such a pretty little thing.

Uncle Dennis would have been nice to you

if you hadn't been such a brat.

Oh, God!

Hey.

Hey, y'all.

What... what are y'all doin' here?

What are you doin' with that?

Wait a minute! Wait a minute!

Hold on! Hold on a minute!

Hold on!

Daddy?

Are you okay, honey?

Are you hurt? - I'm okay.

Oh, God. Thank God.

You should be the one.

Come on.

Let's get you out of here.

This is how you did it with Trina, huh?

Using this...

sick torture device.

What?

Oh, that's... that's insane.

I only use this for kinky sex.

That's all. I swear.

Honest.

Well, tell her, Billy.

- Billy, tell her. - I've never known about this.

If it's some kind of sex thing...

then why is it designed for the size of a child?

It's not.

I just used it for kinky sex. That's all.

I swear.

I only...

The only reason I had to tie her up was

that she... she bit my hand.

I had to try to control her.

You know me.

I could never hurt a child.

You have anything you want to say to him?

Billy.

Vengeance is mine,

sayeth the Lord.

No!

I owe you an apology.

Nah, you don't have to say it.

What's with the car?

Come on. Get 'im, get 'im, get 'im, get 'im.

You want justice?

Here it is.

Look at me. Look at me.

No!

Get him up. Get him up.

Oh.

Lucy?

Oh, honey. Are you all right?

Jayce took him. They're gonna kill him.

Oh, my God. Come on.

Do you have any ideas of where they might take him?

Well, if they're planning on doing it themselves,

they'll probably take him to the woods.

Isabella's vigil.

My little girl can rest in peace.

Mercy!

Give him mercy!

Fuck that.

He didn't give Isabella and Katrina mercy.

Stop! Stop!

- Get away! - Back off!

Get away from him!

- You did... - What?

You got the wrong person!

What are you talking about?

This isn't happening.

It wasn't him.

Then, who the fuck was it?

People of Huntsville,

we have all made a terrible mistake.

Jack Harris is, and always has been,

an innocent man.

Paging Dr. Farrow to the ER.

Dr. Farrow to the ER, please.

Hmm.

Some local sent you flowers.

Mm.

Others still think you did it.

Jayce's called me every day since that night

to check on you.

I don't blame him for what he did.

He was hurting.

Please do not park in any

of the red zones.

They are for emergency vehicles only.

Thank you.

How you holding up?

Better...

now that I can get you out of here.

Well, it can only get better from here.

Yeah.

And I was thinking,

you're probably gonna need someone to help you rebuild it

and throw all those big parties.

This just in.

Nine-year-old local girl Julia Everson

was just found murdered.

There are marks of a struggle on her left wrist

and right ankle.

Authorities are saying this case has striking similarities

to Katrina Walters and Isabella Chen.