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(suspenseful music)

(water running)

(woman moaning)

(car horn honking)

(tense music)

- Son of a bitch.

(tense music)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

(birds chirping)

- You sure you wanna do this, Sharlene?

- No, but I can't let you do it by yourself.

- Okay.

Let's do this.

His class is from three to four,

so we have to be out by 3:45.

- Okay.

Ring the bell.

Make sure no one's home.

(doorbell ringing)

(both knocking)

- Anything?

- Nothing.

- Bam.

White people.

(door beeping)

- Um.

Let's go.

That's right.

- Okay. You said in and out fast, remember?

Yoo-hoo.

(suspenseful music)

Come on. Let's go.

There's nothing here. Let's go.

- Okay. Well, that looks promising.

- I'll take the bedrooms.

- Thank you.

(suspenseful music)

What's your name, what's your name?

Come on, Scott, who are you?

- Was I right?

- Yes.

It's very good.

- I told you. - Mm.

I don't usually order salmon because I find it fishy, but.

Mm. It's delicious.

- Do you do this often, Julia?

- Hmm?

- I mean, date someone you just met online?

- No. God no, never.

I just posted my profile the day you contacted me.

- Sure.

- I'm serious.

Scott, I mean it, I, it was a whim.

- Mm-hm.

- I already took it down.

How about you?

- I've met a few people.

- Oh yeah?

- Nothing significant, really.

But you never know.

- No.

You never know.

- When I was younger, I was, I was more closed to things,

you know, and a little bit standoffish, but now,

I like to keep my mind open about things.

Thank you.

- I hear you.

But maybe I'm just not as enlightened as I thought I was.

Personally, I stopped believing in soulmates

a long time ago.

- Hmm.

But you have to be open to the concept.

Otherwise your soulmate could be

standing right in front of you

and you wouldn't even recognize him.

- Maybe.

- Oh, I'm being preachy, aren't I?

I'm sorry. (chuckling)

But I, uh, I do feel like I know you already.

- Curiouser and curiouser.

- Lewis Carroll.

- Right.

Wow. (laughing)

- Uh-huh.

You assumed I wouldn't know much about literature,

didn't you? - Well.

- Well? - Pretty much.

- Actually, it's one of the things that I thought

would make us compatible.

But what exactly about me do you find curious?

- Um, you know, just Alice discovering that

not everything is quite what it seems.

I don't know, I just always look down at

people meeting online and um,

you seem like a nice guy.

- I am a nice guy.

- Mm-mm, mm-mm.

- Oh, come on.

- No, no, I told you. - One bite.

- You are on your own with that.

- God's food. It's a piece of fruit.

With a little bit of extra.

Delicious, isn't it?

- Better than I expected, yeah.

- We gotta live life sometimes.

- I need to get back to work.

- Okay then, we're done.

Oh no, please. I got this.

- Oh, no, stop it. You don't have to.

- Please, I insist.

- Well, thank you.

- Let's see.

I remember waiting tables when I was in high school.

- Well, this was nice.

Thanks again.

- You're welcome.

Would you like to join me for

the Picasso opening next Thursday?

- I love Picasso.

- Okay then.

- Well, let me just check my schedule for next week.

Oh, thank you.

- You're welcome.

(dog barking)

- We knew it was inevitable.

Baby, it doesn't mean that she's gonna find out.

Hey, Andy.

- This is just the worst possible time

for me to deal with complication.

I mean, we're opening the new offices in a couple of weeks.

I've already got more patients than I can handle.

- Would it ever be a good time?

(elegant music)

(Julia sighing)

(doorbell ringing)

- Coming.

- Hey.

- Oh, thank you.

Smells delicious. How's Marley doing?

- Oh, she's not too good.

I have to take her to the vet later.

(car lock beeping)

- Look, I read every word and

I'm not gonna say I didn't enjoy it,

but "Valley of the Dolls",

not exactly what I expected

when you said you picked a classic.

- I just figured it was time for some pulp fiction,

especially since Julia's next selection is this.

Couldn't we have just stayed with tawdry sex

for a little bit longer?

- Um, me, sex? I'm divorced, remember?

I don't have a husband to not sleep with and a lover.

- Yeah, well unfortunately,

sometimes great sex equals infidelity.

David found out.

- About Andy?

- So do you think it's the end?

- Oh my God.

David is such a great lawyer.

I do not wanna be on the opposite side

of a courtroom from him.

And I still love him.

I don't know.

- 10 Years, Rebecca.

He was bound to find out.

- I admit there's a certain relief

in everything being out in the open.

- Never underestimate the power of a secret.

- I'm just so glad that my kids are away at camp

because it is so tense around my house.

- See, this is what I'm talking about.

Men complicate everything.

That's why I told Mike I'm not doing that

veil and ring thing again.

I'm not. (sighing)

What about you, Julia?

You think you'll ever get married again?

- Oh, no way.

- Now that's a definite answer.

- I'm done with men.

- We'll see.

- I don't wanna go home.

- All right, sweetie pie.

- See you tomorrow.

- I'll get that bowl back to you later.

- Okay. - Okay.

(ominous music)

(Julia moaning)

No!

(somber music)

(Julia sighing)

- I don't know.

I've just been a little bit wrapped up in myself lately,

I have to admit, but I haven't seen her all week.

- I can't put my finger on it, but something is different.

Something's going on.

- Well, you know when her and Brad first divorced,

she was really excited about dating.

I mean, maybe it's just getting to her that dating over 40,

that's just not a good look.

- You think she's upset that Brad's getting remarried?

- No, no.

I think if anything she's relieved he's moved on.

- Maybe I should set her up with someone

successful and stable and gorgeous.

- And single. And not single for a reason.

- Exactly.

- Hi, sorry I'm late.

A bunch of overnight orders to ship.

- Oh, no worries. Still hot.

- Great.

So what's going on?

What'd I miss? How's your situation?

- David wants to have dinner on Saturday night

to discuss the new terms.

- Ooh. Okay.

- Has he talked to the kids yet?

- No, not yet.

What's he gonna say?

Mom has me for a husband and another guy for hot sex?

I mean.

- I think he'd choose his words more carefully.

- What terms do you want, Bec?

- I, I just want things to go back to the way they were.

I want my husband and my kids

and my boyfriend on the side.

- Marriage is three parts love

and seven parts forgiveness of sins.

- Dr. Phil?

- Lao Tzu.

- Who?

- A Chinese philosopher.

- (laughing) Go on. How do you even know that?

- It's my business to know.

My customers like to think they're buying books

from someone literate.

- Makes sense, honestly.

- Yeah, she's doing it 'cause Oprah says to.

I mean, who cares what Oprah says anyway?

- Did you just insult the big O in front of us?

- Sorry, I didn't hear you.

Some old ladies were giving me a hard time.

- Oh no she didn't! (laughing)

- Service just isn't what it used to be.

- I'll say.

So listen, Grandma, why aren't you dating?

- I think I've mentioned to you both

I'm on a man moratorium.

- Well, you dated some really cute guys

right after you got divorced.

Just because they didn't last

doesn't mean that you shouldn't try.

There's someone great out there for you.

- Julia, come on.

You're beautiful. You own your own house, your own business.

You're a catch.

- Look, I don't wanna be caught, okay?

I don't have time for a relationship right now.

I'm, I'm focusing on my business, my son, my friends.

A relationship is just not important to me right now.

- Okay.

I won't ask again.

- I will. I just don't want you to give up.

- I'm not giving up.

I just... (sighing)

I just don't believe in things the way I used to.

All right?

I wish I could.

- Okay.

There's a great big sale at Bloomy's today.

Anybody wanna go with me?

- [Rebecca] I wish I could.

I'm staying close to home.

My husband's suspicious every time I leave the house.

- [Sharlene] Oh, come on.

He won't let you go out with us?

- Yeah, yeah, but I wouldn't be surprised

if he doesn't boot by right here to make sure. (laughing)

Riding on a swan, hiding in the bushes.

- Morning, ladies.

- Good morning.

- I'm Scott.

- Hi, Scott.

- I don't mean to interrupt your breakfast,

but I'm on my way out,

and I thought I'd invite you to one of our

free introductory workshops.

- That's nice. Lotus awareness center.

Spiritual guidance through healing touch.

- It's a beautiful place.

I lead some classes is there that are very popular.

- It's very esoteric.

You blend understanding the astral ego

with belly dancing and yoga.

- Our yoga instructor is terrific.

One of the best, if you're interested.

Keeps the mind sharp and the body flexible.

- Well, Julia here is interested in yoga.

- Well, that's good.

It really helps to loosen one up.

- You know, I tell my students that all the time,

how important it is to stay stretched and flexible.

You should try it.

- Well, thank you for your pamphlets.

We'll call you if we're interested.

- Okay. Great.

I look forward to it.

Have a nice day, ladies.

- You too.

- Hello?

- What?

- He's cute, he's not wearing a ring,

and you haven't had a healing touch in a long time.

- DIdn't we just go over this?

- But when a nice-looking guy makes a polite overture-

- He's not my type, okay?

Let's drop it.

- Okay, okay. It was probably a load of crap anyway.

If he was, you know, so spiritual,

they would just give their knowledge

and not charge all this money for it, right?

- Exactly.

It's, it's just a new label for

the same old religious hypocrisy.

- Okay. Can we just end our meal on a more positive note?

Okay?

No more talk about men or sex or lawyers

or divorces or religion.

Bad waitresses. Nothing.

Okay?

- You think it's true that swans mate for life?

Is that sex?

I shouldn't talk about that. Okay.

(somber music)

- No!

- [Woman] Inhale, and exhale.

Inhale. Exhale.

One more.

- It doesn't matter.

Don't, don't worry about the amount, okay?

Trust me.

Look, if I didn't know what I was doing,

you think I'd be where I am now?

Look, would I...

I gotta go.

I'll call you back.

Julia.

This is a pleasant surprise.

It wasn't very nice of you to ignore me in the cafe,

but I did think you'd wanna see me again.

- I didn't come here to see you, Scott.

I came here to discuss what happened.

- You mean our date?

- No, not our date.

What you did to me.

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

- Yes you do.

And so will everybody else.

(ominous music)

- I took you to lunch.

I tried to show you a good time.

- Good time.

A good time?

- Keep your voice down.

It didn't work out, okay?

Now I don't know what kind of future

you pictured between us,

but you're not my type

and we're never gonna see each other again, you got it?

'Cause if you don't, whatever you think happened between us?

Who's gonna believe you, anyway?

Another pathetic woman looking for love.

And don't ever, ever

threaten me with false accusations again,

or I'll ruin you.

Do you understand?

I'll ruin your life.

By the way, you might want to consider implants.

You don't wanna be single forever.

Thank you for visiting our center.

(Julia sobbing)

(somber music)

(phone ringing)

(phone beeping)

(phone ringing)

(something rattling)

(suspenseful music)

(door rattling)

- I have a gun!

(Sharlene gasping)

(Julia breathing heavily)

Oh my God.

Sharlene.

- Julia.

What are you doing with a gun?

When did you, when did you even get a gun?

- After Scott.

- Scott?

Who's Scott?

- Hi.

- You're early.

- I'm sorry.

I know a man should never do that.

Listen, you take your time. No hurry.

- Okay. - And please forgive me.

- Aww, they're lovely.

- So are you. You look great.

- Thanks.

Come on.

Just, um, just gimme a sec to grab my purse

and, uh, and my shoes.

And we'll be on our way.

- You wore that dress especially for me, didn't you?

- I guess.

I'll be ready in a minute.

(Julia gasping)

- Oh! (chuckling)

You are so tense.

Come on, relax.

You feel good.

- You know we should, we should go.

- Mm, you smell good too.

Come on.

- You're making me feel a little uncomfortable.

- It's all in fun.

- Come on, Scott.

Scott.

- Come on, tell me that doesn't feel good, Julie.

It's been a while for you, right?

This is what you want, right?

- Let me go. - Hey.

- No!

Stop it, stop it!

No!

No, don't, please, please!

- No, what is that?

- No!

No!

- Quiet.

Quiet.

Shh.

- Stop! No!

No, no, please!

- Quiet!

Shh.

(Julia sobbing)

- No, no!

(Julia sobbing)

I went to see him.

I confronted him.

He acted like it never even happened.

- You have to go to the police.

- I can't do that to myself, Sharlene.

I have seen what happens to victims.

They just get victimized all over again.

Only in, in public.

- What else do you know about him?

- Not much.

- Have you been tested?

- Yeah.

I didn't catch anything.

It just feels so dirty.

- You can't let him get away with it.

It'll eat at you.

I know.

You struggle to forget it,

but you relive it inside,

and you blame yourself.

- Yeah, I do blame myself.

It's all my fault.

I was just inviting this stranger into my house?

I just let him come inside?

I don't know him, just come in.

I wasn't thinking. - You didn't know.

- It was all my fault.

- I mean, come on.

It's like a child who blames herself for being abused.

Listen, I wanna show you something.

- What?

- Something that my loving father gave to me.

- Oh my God.

- I've never shown that to anyone

except the men that I've slept with

While he was out in the community

Bible thumping about salvation and family values,

at home he was wailing on me.

The only Bible belt that I was ever aware of

was the one he used to beat God into me.

- How old were you?

- Old enough to know what was coming next.

- Did he?

- No, no, but I saw that look in his eyes.

And that's why I left home so young.

And even still, to this day, I blame myself.

And I don't wanna see that happen to you.

So.

What are we gonna do?

- I don't know.

I don't know.

- We're gonna make that bastard pay.

- Hello, Julia?

It's Coleman.

- Hi.

Did you run the background check?

- Well, yes and no.

- Meaning?

- Well, I've researched every outlet,

I've checked every source,

and I can't find anything illegal in this guy's background.

I mean, no crimes, no police reports,

not even a traffic ticket.

- Okay, well, did you find anything?

- Well, that is the interesting part.

It's not just a lack of violations.

I, I can't find anything at all on this guy

within the last three years.

No past cities of residence, no past history of employment.

It's like the guy didn't exist until three years ago.

- Okay, so, so what next?

- Lady, look.

Between surveillance cameras, cell phones, and GPS,

you can't take a step these days without

somebody having a record of it,

unless you're intentionally hiding.

- Okay, okay.

So what am I supposed to do now?

I mean, what, what did I pay you for?

- For being able to dig up someone's background

faster than anyone else you can hire.

But look, I need a name, a real name.

My guess is this guy's using an alias.

So you find out who he really is,

I'll tell you what he's done.

- Okay. I'll see what I can do.

(ominous music)

- Julia.

Julia.

- Yeah?

- Come here.

- [Julia] Why?

- Come here, all the way in the back.

All the way in the back.

- What?

- Get a load of this.

- All right. Don't touch it.

- Don't worry. I don't plan on it.

And hey, check this out.

It's quite a little hideaway, huh?

- Let's go inside.

What time is it?

We're good.

(suspenseful music)

- Ugh, so this is where all the bad art comes from.

This guy's a freak.

Ooh. (Julia whistling)

- Wow. Nice.

- How'd you like to take that baby for a spin?

Anything?

- Nothing.

Okay.

(Sharlene sighing)

Dammit.

- You know, my grandmother said

people used to hide things behind picture frames.

- Careful.

Anything?

- No. (sighing)

You know, maybe we should just have him followed.

My shoe.

If you break that shoe, I'm out 300 bucks.

(suspenseful music)

(Sharlene gasping)

- Holy shit.

And how much money do you think is in here?

- I don't know.

I've never seen that much money in my life.

You think our boy's a drug dealer?

Come on. It's gotta be dirty money.

- It doesn't feel like dirty money.

Feels more like...

Freedom.

Maybe I can take something from him.

- No. No, Julia.

- William Wilkins.

(ominous music)

- Oh my God.

- Shh.

(someone knocking)

(man speaking indistinctly)

- [Man] Yeah, yeah, I'm here at the house.

I dunno.

Look, there's a problem with this cement.

What are you talking about?

Okay, okay.

I'll get back to you.

Yeah, look, we will pour the cement on Saturday.

All right, call me, okay?

Good.

(ominous music)

- Come on.

(suspenseful music)

(alarm beeping)

- Okay, go. Go.

Oh!

- What do we do?

- Let's hide.

- Where?

- Here.

(alarm beeping)

- You know I wouldn't do something like that.

No, it's all in your head.

Hold on a second. Uri, are you back there?

- Okay.

(alarm beeping)

- Don't move.

- Hurry!

- Okay.

Okay, go.

- Wait, the key!

(alarm beeping)

- (sighing) Well, he's not John Smith.

- Any luck?

- There are so many matches.

- Well, let's start going through 'em.

- I think you're both crazy.

You're really lucky you didn't get caught.

- Well, you would know about getting caught.

Sorry. I didn't mean that.

- It's not illegal to have a box of money

in your house, Julia.

- I know, I know, but he's hiding it for a reason.

The money's not legit.

- [Rebecca] Well then, it's a matter for the police.

- No kidding. What are we gonna say?

We broke in and we found this guy's money?

No way.

- If I thought I could call the cops

and know he'd be punished for what he did,

it'd be a different story, but uh, well.

- [Rebecca] Juries do convict people without evidence,

but it's not likely.

- [Julia] Hold on.

He looks like he'd have a cross.

- Mm-hm.

- "Reverend William Wilkins,

the charismatic young master of the Abundant Love

Church of God outside Fort Worth,

disappeared last week amid speculation of embezzlement.

The mid-size congregation in the affluent neighborhood

has grown steadily since"

blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

"According to sources, over $500,000 could be missing

from generous donations made over the past five years.

Wilkins is rumored to have fled

after the FBI began questioning members of the church

about the missing cash."

- So Scott's got this guy's cross.

- And got his money.

- I think he is this guy.

- "This is a second brush with the law for Wilkins.

He was previously accused of rape

by one of the parishioners, Rachel Bridges,

who later withdrew her allegations.

The 26-year-old Bridges committed suicide shortly after

the shocking revelation of

what Wilkins labeled their affair."

- Oh my God.

When did this happen?

- Three years ago.

That's him.

- [Announcer] Technology stocks extended their gains today,

with positive views on the sector from Wall Street.

- Sure Dr. Andy would approve of us here like this?

- On David, stop.

I need to talk to you. It's about Julia.

She was raped.

A couple of months ago,

but she didn't make any reports.

- He'll get off then.

- He was accused of raping another woman two years ago.

- Acquitted or convicted?

- Never went to trial.

- It's irrelevant then. You know that, Rebecca.

- I do.

But he was also suspected of embezzling from his church

and using an alias.

- Any proof?

- No, he fled.

No one from the church pursued it,

but the FBI did open a file.

- Can she prove he's the same guy?

- I'm not sure.

- You don't have much.

- Well, I could notify the FBI.

- Yeah, you could.

And they might send someone out to question him.

The next day he could be gone again.

- I know, I know, I know, I know, I know.

It's horrible.

She just wanted to pretend it never happened.

And so now there's no evidence at all.

- An embezzlement? You know the statistics.

- What am I gonna tell her? How is she gonna get justice?

- The money. Get the people he stole from to push the issue.

That's your best chance of a charge that'll stick.

- David?

Thank you.

- [Flight Attendant] Good morning, ladies and gentlemen.

Welcome aboard our nonstop flight

to Dallas-Fort Worth International Airport.

Today's flying times is two hours.

- [Announcer] What a glorious morning.

High today of 72, right now, 58 degrees.

We're looking at a good chance for showers and thunderstorms

in the Southwest portion of north Texas this afternoon.

- [Announcer] The big problem with ultimatums, Christina,

is that if you make one,

you better be prepared to carry it out.

Don't tell him you're gonna leave him.

♪ Rays of truth and light ♪

♪ I never felt the hands of love ♪

♪ Will feel it when I die ♪

♪ Well, I never felt the hands of love ♪

♪ Will feel it when I die ♪

♪ Will feel it when I die ♪

♪ Will feel it when I die ♪

(church bell ringing)

(somber music)

(Julia knocking)

- Hello, my dear. Can I help you?

- Are you Reverend Vernon?

- I am.

- My name's Janet Blake.

I'm from Florida.

I was wondering if I could talk to you

a little bit about your church?

- Well, I normally don't meet anyone

without an appointment,

but who cares about rules, right?

I have a few minutes. Have a seat.

- Thank you.

I'm thinking about moving to the neighborhood.

And obviously my first priority is finding my new church.

And yours, well, it's such a welcoming name.

- Well, it's a wonderful congregation.

I'm proud to say I've served this parish for many years

and quite recently I've run it on my own

when one of our ministers was transferred.

This particular branch of our church was built to 1982

when a boom in new residences necessitated

a more conveniently-located parish.

It's been growing ever since.

And it's been my good fortune to have many novices

serve under me and flourish.

We at Abundant Love pride ourselves

in welcoming everyone with open arms,

both those who wish to contribute their time-

- That man in that photo.

I think I know him.

- Why would you think that?

- I read about him. It's William Wilkins, isn't it?

- Where did you say you're from?

- I know what he did.

- What exactly do you think you know?

- You know, just, just what I read in the newspaper

when I was researching the area.

- You don't believe everything you read, do you?

- No, but the article was hardly flattering.

He took that money, didn't he?

- This meeting is over, my dear.

- I know where he is.

This congregation has the right to get their money back.

They can prosecute him.

- I know where he is too, but I love my son.

And just as God the father never abandoned his son,

neither will I abandon mine.

This congregation has no desire to dredge up the past

or prosecute anyone.

They've redoubled their contribution efforts

to make up for any perceived loss.

They leave judgment,

including judgment of William, to the Lord.

I suggest you do the same.

- No.

I don't believe that people want their donations

going into somebody's pocket.

- You'll get no cooperation from anyone in my flock.

Whoever you are, it's time for you to leave.

- He wasn't transferred, he fled.

And with a lot of money.

And he raped that girl.

I know he did.

- You listen to me.

That girl was lying.

She is the one that caused trouble

for my congregation, not him.

And if you or whoever you're working for prints otherwise,

I will have you in court like that.

Don't mess with me, girly.

Thank you, Miss Blake.

Thank you for your interest in our ministry.

Good day.

(somber music)

(doorbell buzzing)

(doorbell buzzing)

- Hello?

Is anybody home?

- What do you want?

- Naomi? Naomi Bridges?

- Who wants to know?

- Hi. I'm sorry to bother you, ma'am.

My name is Janet, Janet Blake.

I, I'm from out of town.

I'm only here for the day and I was,

I was hoping I could have a minute of your time.

- What about?

- I'd like to talk to you about your daughter.

Please! It's important, please!

If you could just give me five minutes of your time.

- Look, you got 10 seconds to get off my property

or I'm calling the police.

What are you staring at?

There's nothing to look at here.

- Look, I just, I, I know where William Wilkins is.

- Now why would you have to bring up that name?

You know that that name's the last thing

in the world I want to hear.

- He should be punished.

I could help you.

- Why do you care?

- Because he hurt me too.

Please.

- I can't ask you in.

It's not fit.

Hurt you how?

- He took advantage of me.

Physically, and, uh. He-

- It's all right. I know.

She was a beautiful ray of sunshine, my Rachel.

Until he stole her light.

All the good people around here,

they shunned her and rallied around the good reverend.

She would've been 29 years old.

- I'm so sorry.

- She was too young and sweet

to stand being torn down by her own people.

They spray-painted "slut" on her car

and she came to me and she said,

"Mama, I can't go to trial."

And so we dropped it.

But she was never the same after that.

She never got over it.

- You can make him pay. In civil court.

Punish him as restitution for all the pain and trauma

he caused you and your little girl.

- Restitution?

He raped her and it killed her.

The sheriff, he had his DNA

and they could tell by looking at her

that it wasn't consensual, but still they took his side.

- Some people welcome a second chance

to do the right thing.

- It's not in me.

No, he'll get his punishment on the other side.

Most of these people around here,

they don't wanna get involved.

It's just easier for them to forget.

And me too.

(Naomi humming)

- Thank you for your time, Naomi.

I'm sorry I made you relive all this.

- I relive it every day.

God ain't dead, but surely He's asleep.

(mellow music)

♪ Can you tell me it's over ♪

♪ Can you tell me it's gone ♪

♪ Can you tell me tomorrow there'll be a brighter dawn ♪

♪ I don't see no rainbow ♪

♪ There on the razor's edge ♪

♪ Can't escape the jaws of fate ♪

♪ We're sure in too deep ♪

♪ Now we're going 'round in circles ♪

♪ Time to shut my eyes and leap ♪

♪ Take my chance within the chasm ♪

♪ 'Cause there's no light from the ledge ♪

♪ There will be no looking back ♪

♪ There will be no helping hand ♪

♪ In the middle of the madness ♪

♪ Someone's gotta take a stand ♪

♪ When everything is coming ♪

♪ You've got to take a stand ♪

♪ Deep in the heart of darkness ♪

♪ It's now time to take a stand ♪

- I don't care about weekend rates, Uri.

I want to get back Monday and look out my window

and I want to see the cement work done.

I wanna see the waterfall running.

You do what you have to do. You finish it.

(William groaning)

♪ It's my time to take a stand ♪

♪ I will stand strong on my own ♪

♪ It's my time to take a stand ♪

♪ You've got to take a stand ♪

- Who are you?

What do you want?

- Who we are is not important.

- Look, I get it.

I got money.

Lots of it. Cash.

- You mean this cash?

- How did you know-

- We know a lot about you, William.

- Look, there's more.

There's, there's lots more where that came from.

- Good, because it's gonna slip right through your fingers

and go to a good cause like it was supposed to.

- Not everything's about money, Willy.

- Not everybody can be bought.

- My name is Scott.

You got the wrong person.

I don't know any Willy.

And yes, anybody can be bought.

Let's take you, for instance.

You have the option to do one of two things right now.

End up going to jail or end this thing right now

and go home very rich.

- Or there's option three.

We go home rich and you go to jail.

One count embezzlement,

one count rape with special circumstances.

- Or you can report the money stolen.

I don't think so.

'Cause then you'd have to explain where you got it from,

wouldn't you?

- Look, it's not too late to stop this big mistake.

I can make this a win-win situ-

(gun firing) Ah, Jesus!

- Thank you for keeping your gun loaded, William.

The next one goes into flesh.

- Okay, okay.

Everybody calm down.

You have the money.

There's no reason for anybody to get hurt.

- Then answer to your real name.

William.

- I'm William.

- Wilkins. - Yes.

I'm William Wilkins.

I was William Wilkins, okay?

- Good.

Now you're gonna confess to the rape

that led to the suicidal death of Rachel Bridges.

- I didn't rape her.

- She killed herself over what you did

and you are gonna admit it.

- And you're gonna confess to embezzling money

out of the church or your ass

is never getting out of this garage alive.

- Turn it on.

- What the fuck?

- The confession, Willy.

Read it.

- I can't.

- Read it.

- I can't, it's too far away.

- Can you read it now, asshole?

- Read it.

- My name is Reverend William Wilkins, alias Scott Rivers.

Three years ago, I raped a woman named Rachel Bridges,

and am indirectly responsible for her death by,

this is bullshit.

I had nothing to do with her death.

- Read it all or you're gonna die.

- No.

- I say you read that confession,

or I'll put a bullet in your head.

Do you hear me, William?

Why do you think you're on this tarp, William?

Huh?

You're on this tarp because we're gonna wrap you up in it

and bury you where no one will ever find you.

Do you understand? Now read it.

- No.

- Oh, okay.

This is how it's gonna play.

Listen to this.

First one is gonna go in the foot, just for pain.

The second will go in the leg,

where you will bleed to death

without proper medical attention.

- Right. - Right.

And third will be needed to shut up your screaming.

So let's say that one's gonna go, oh.

In the mouth.

Now read it.

- No.

You're gonna have to kill me.

Come on.

Go ahead.

Kill me.

You got it in you to pull that trigger

into a living being, huh?

(chuckling) I didn't think so.

Jesus.

This is fucking ridiculous.

What the fuck are you doing?

Get, hey!

Get this off me. I can't breathe.

- Asshole.

(William mumbling)

- Dammit. Oh.

Damn.

- What are you doing?

- He's not gonna read it. We're screwed.

- Shh.

- That arrogant prick.

He knows you're not gonna shoot him.

Just, Julie, what are we gonna do?

- I have an idea.

- Fucking.

Leave my hair alone.

- So very sharp, just as I expected.

You wouldn't have any dull, would you, William?

- You're gonna pay for this, bitch.

Some way, somehow, I'll find you.

- Camera's ready. Come on.

- Read it.

- I ain't reading shit.

- You just let us know

when you're ready to do that confession,

'cause we have all the time in the world.

You guys are filming him from shoulders, that right?

- [Rebecca] Oh yeah.

- So only thing I do, uh, below here?

- Good.

- You know, it is true.

I've never done this before.

I'm not even really sure how hard I would have to.

- Fuck!

(Julia laughing)

You cut me.

- It's easier than I thought.

No, William.

I'm actually kind of happy that you're not ready to confess

because, well, first I'd like to remove you.

- What are you doing?

- Of something that's caused a lot of trouble.

- What the fuck are you doing?

- Oh, don't go getting soft on me now, Willy.

I'm kind of enjoying persuading you.

- Don't touch me.

Get away from me, you crazy bitch.

- Would you, uh, just go get some ice, and a lighter?

We may have to cauterize the wound.

- All right, fuck, fuck, fuck!

I'll do it. I'll do it.

I'll read the fucking confession.

I'll do it. Just get, get the fuck away from me.

Back off.

My name is Reverend William Wilkins, alias Scott Rivers.

Three years ago, I raped a woman named Rachel Bridges.

- Stop.

It's gotta sound voluntary and sincere.

Can you make him sound sincere?

- If you don't read it like you mean it,

like you mean it. - Okay.

- I will cut you again.

- Ow, fuck!

I said I'd do it, okay? Now back off!

Back the fuck off.

- It's just a shaving nick. Relax.

You have one more chance to get it right

and then all three of us are gonna

take turns with that knife and you're not gonna like that.

Come on.

- My name is Reverend William Wilkins, alias Scott Rivers.

Three years ago, I raped a woman named Rachel Bridges.

I am indirectly responsible for her death by suicide,

resulting from the emotional pain and trauma

she suffered due to my actions.

I have also embezzled hundreds of thousands of dollars

from the Abundant Love Church of God in Fort Worth, Texas.

In this moment of clarity,

I want to admit to my transgressions

and promise to make restitution.

(somber music)

- Perfect.

- It'll never hold up in court.

- Who's going to court?

This is headed straight for YouTube's homepage.

- So the FBI and all your little friends in Texas

can see what you've been up to.

- And while you're sitting here

with nothing to do but think,

I want you to think about what it felt like

to be touched when you didn't wanna be touched.

Remember this day and don't you ever,

ever do it to another woman.

Let's get outta here.

- I'll get the rest.

Well, that worked perfectly.

(Sharlene screaming)

- On your knees. Nobody moves.

You with the knife,

get over here and cut me outta this tape.

Now!

You see this, huh?

You think very carefully or she gets it.

You understand?

Let's go.

(suspenseful music)

Now the legs.

Other one, let's go.

You don't move.

Put the knife down.

Get back over there with her.

Sit, come on.

Don't move. Nobody move.

And take off this stupid mask.

I know you. You too.

"Eyes Wide Shut".

Take off those stupid masks. Let's go.

Take off the mask.

Come on.

(William laughing)

All this over us?

Oh, this is too sweet.

Put the camera on her.

Move it.

Let me see the screen.

- I'm going as fast as I can.

- Yeah. Put it on her, on her face.

Good.

Now start recording.

Now.

You are gonna get one chance, or she gets hurt.

Tell the audience what you did

when you came into my house tonight.

Speak!

- I broke into your house.

I disabled you with a taser.

- We, we. Names.

It's better to incriminate your friends

than have me blow their fucking brains out.

Let's go.

- Sharlene, Rebecca and I broke into your house.

We tasered you.

We tied you up and forced you to confess.

- You stole my money.

You assaulted me with a deadly weapon. Say it!

- I stole your- - We.

- We stole your money.

We assaulted you with a deadly weapon.

- Good.

Turn it off. Get back over there with her.

Now take your clothes off.

- What?

- You heard me.

- What are you doing?

- We're all gonna get a little show now.

- Hey, asshole. I think you'd like me better.

- Oh, you think so?

- Oh yeah.

I know what kind of guy you are.

I know what you want.

- You know what?

I think I will start with you first.

(Sharlene shouting) (William gasping)

(gun firing) (Julia screaming)

(William groaning)

- I think I shot him.

- Yeah, you shot me, you fucking bitch!

- Put pressure on it!

- Get away from me. Call 911.

- No, don't call 911.

- Call 911, call 911!

Call 911!

- No, he's identified us.

- You stop your yammering and get some help!

- He's seen our face.

- You're gonna kill me.

- Oh my God. What if he dies?

- I'm gonna-

(all shouting)

- Sharlene you are not.

- You fucking bitch!

- I will say it's my fault.

(gun firing)

- Oh God.

- One thing I know.

If he leaves this room alive,

we're all going to jail for a long time.

You wanna go to jail for this guy? I don't.

We didn't plan this.

We didn't mean for this to happen.

- [William] Please, please help me.

- Give me the gun.

Give me, give me the gun.

(ominous music)

We're all mad here.

- (gasping) Look, look, if you, I won't report this,

but you gotta call 911.

You gotta call 911, 'cause I'm dying.

- 911 can't help you now.

(William gasping)

You need to pray before you die.

- No, no, please.

Julia.

You can save me.

- Pray.

- No.

- Pray.

- Please.

- I insist.

- Oh God. Oh God.

- Amen.

(gun firing)

(tense music)

(birds chirping)

- So after the online contact, you went out on a date.

- That's right.

- Where?

- A place called Coriander.

Yeah, it was, it was really nice.

But it didn't go any further.

That was it.

No chemistry.

- He didn't ask you to go out with him again?

- Oh no, no.

He, he did actually.

And I initially said yes, but uh,

just changed my mind at the last minute.

- And he didn't have a problem with that?

- No, no.

He gave me some flowers and left.

- He's a nice guy.

So after he left, you never saw him again.

- Oh no. Wait, wait a second.

I, I did.

I bumped into him at this cafe,

just down on the boulevard.

- And when was that?

- A few weeks later, I guess?

I mean, I don't know the exact date.

- Was he with anyone?

- I don't think so.

- Were you?

- I was with a couple of girlfriends, yeah.

- Did your friends have any contact with him?

- No.

No, they wouldn't know anything about him.

They only said hello to be polite.

- For the missing persons report,

we have to check out everyone

the person had recent contact with.

So I may need to get their names from you.

- That's fine, if you need them.

- You recently bought a gun, Miss Burns, is that correct?

- Yes.

- What compelled you to do that?

- Oh, my son's away.

And this is a pretty big place, and all by myself,

I guess I just want a little protection.

- Is there anyone you wanted to have protection from?

- No.

No, no.

It's just, you know, when you're dating again,

you realize that there are strangers, basically,

out there that know where you live.

Times are scary.

- They can be.

- It was a legal purchase.

- I know.

Okay then.

If you think of anything else, give me a call.

- Gladly.

- Okay.

- I'll walk you out.

- Okay.

One more question.

You know, I've always been curious about

this online dating stuff.

I just now had the nerve to try it. Any regrets?

- Well, I think we all have regrets.

- Yeah, I guess we do.

- But I have no remorse.

- Hey. - Hey.

Who's that?

- Hey, Marley. How's the queen feeling today, huh?

How's the queen today? How's the queen today?

- To the side, right arm comes up.

Push it through.

Center.

(tense music)

- Yeah, well, he thought he was superior

and that the rules for other people didn't apply to him.

- It was still murder.

Coldblooded, premeditated murder.

- Yeah, but sometimes in order for bad people to pay,

good people have to commit unspeakable acts.

- Yeah, but that growing desire to confess.

I mean, it was just so consuming.

No matter how much the memory tortured Raskolnikov.

- I agree. It was over, it was done.

- Nobody would feel compelled to confess after all that.

- Yeah, and to a prostitute of all people.

So what are we reading next?

- Yeah.

- I don't know.

I'm having a hard time deciding.

- All right, well, you let us know.

- Yeah.

- Did you tell Rebecca about your news?

- Oh, Mike and I got engaged.

- That's great.

I know you two are gonna be really happy.

- How are things with you?

- Not seeing Andy anymore.

- You didn't tell me that.

- It's time to put my house in order.

- I think it's good.

- How's business?

- Good. Great, actually.

My online orders are through the roof.

- Oh, did you guys see this?

It saw it online today.

- Oh yeah, I saw this.

- We should go in on this.

- [Rebecca] We should.

We really should.

So we're all good.

- Yeah.

- To the future.

- [All] To the future.

(somber music)

(thunder rumbling)

(thunder rumbling)

(gun firing) (Julia gasping)

(tense music)

(somber music)

(suspenseful music)