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[haunting music]

[man singing in Arabic]

[helicopter whirring]

[speaking in Arabic]

[goat bleating]

[goat bleating]

[goat bleating]

[gunshot]

[goat bleating]

[knocking on door]

[tense music building]

[explosion]

[rock music playing]

- Wait. My mom's gonna
kill me if I'm late.

- Want me to stop?

- No.

Wait. Jimmy, wait.

Who's that?

[Jimmy]: What the fuck?

[truck starting]

Hey!

Get the fuck out of here,
fucking perv!

[radio]: Fathers, devote not
your children to anger.

Least they be discouraged.

- Get the fuck
out of here, asshole!

You fuckin' perv!

Hey, I said get the fuck
out of here!

- Can we please just go?

[radio]: And what so ever
you do, do it hardly.

As to the Lord,

and not unto man.

[rock music continues]

- What an idiot.

- Were you scared?

- Were you?

[rock music gets louder]

Jimmy, look out!

[tires skidding]

[truck idling]

[chains scraping]

[truck turns off]

- Deacon, get in the truck.

Hustle up!

Come here.

Just you.

What are you doing?

You could've gotten hurt.

- I know.

- Listen, I want to
be here for ya,

but I can't help you
or look out for you

if you're not
telling me the truth.

Sneaking around
with a grown-ass man.

He looks 40.

Does he know
you're in high school?

Does Turney know?

- Mom's too busy to care.

- Hey. What's your name?

- Uh, Jimmy.

Jimmy Raddix, sir.

- You got money
to cover this?

- Uh...

No, not on me.

- Well, I hope you know
somebody who does.

- Dad...
- Hop in.

You're with me.

- I'm riding with Jimmy.

- You're riding with me.

- I'm 18 and I can
make my own decisions.

Jimmy, come on.

[truck door opens and closes]

[truck door beeping]

[truck door closes]

[slamming truck door shut]

- Why do you have a gun?

- For bad guys.

- Yeah, but why are you
making them ride back there?

- Because actions
have consequences, son.

[truck starts]

[mechanical whirring]

- Cut it down.

Now this pulls this
bad boy in, right?

Alright, partner?

You know, I used to work
in auto repair

up and down I-40,

when the storms come through.

Now, I bet you

I could take care
of those dents,

get the scratches out...

...and you pick it up
by Christmas.

- That'd be great.

[truck driving off]

- That boy's about
fucking stupid.

Just like his mother.

- You wanna talk shit
or business?

I got places to be.

- How much for
this fucking fiasco?

- It's 150 for the tow.

- Little punk coming through.
Geez, you're heavy.

- I don't take checks.

[sighing]

- Well, I don't have the cash.

- Well, I'll hold on
to your ride 'til you do.

- Yeah, I'm sure you will.

[sighs]

Get in the fuckin' truck.

- Don't disrespect me.

- Oh!
- That's enough!

Hey, are you okay?

Maddie.

- Damn.

Thought my old man was tough.

- Slate...

...shouldn't you be home
with your old lady?

- There was an emergency
at the plant,

so she's on call.

Kinda like tow-truck drivers,
I guess, right?

- My dad used to say
blue collar wasn't a job,

it was in the blood.

Let's go, kid.

- Hey, I'll lock up.

- Thanks.

[woman]: Heavenly Father,

we just ask your blessing

for the game to which
we're about to play

and for these young ones.

Give them courage
to play in the manner

which their actions
are pleasing to you.

Keeping them free injury.

Let us enter into
this competition

in spirit of sportsmanship

and with respect for each other.

We ask these things
in Jesus's name, amen.

[crowd cheers]

- You did so great.
They loved you.

- Buddy.

Did you have fun with Dad?
Good, good.

- Come here, pal.

- Why was she late?

- It's my fault.

Hey.

You're good?
Alright, be aggressive.

I love you.

- Hey, Mattie.

- Hey, Mom.

- Love you baby. Go kill it.

- Shannon,
tonight was important.

[kid]: Yeah!
I'm gonna do a backflip!

[woman]: Come, boys! Let's go!

[dog barking]

[dogs howling]

[ominous music]

[radio]:
But your little ones,

what you said
should be in prayer.

Damn, the laboring ant.

And they shall know
the land which ye...

...have despised.

And I will bring your children

whom he said would
become plunder.

And I will bring
these children

into the land that you rejected.

And they shall enjoy it.

But as for you...

Your bodies...

Your bodies will fall
in this wilderness.

[flies buzzing]

- I didn't get anything
for Aunt Kim.

- She'll have to settle
for my casserole.

- Merry Christmas!
- Merry Christmas!

How you doing?

Oh!

[toy gun fires]

- Hey!
- We are so proud of you!

- Hey, slow down!
- Thanks, Nanny!

- Oh, hey.
- My baby!

You're so pretty!
Merry Christmas!

- Get these kids a beer!
- Merry Christmas!

- Good to see ya.
Merry Christmas, Shannon.

- Good to see you.

- Do you wear anything
besides flannel, little brother?

- It's all you need.
- Merry Christmas.

- You're late.

- You said noon, it's five 'til.

- You're late!

- Sure does
smell good, Cherilyn.

- You did great, Mom.

- Mom okay with that?

- It's eggnog.

Full of cheer.
- Sure it is.

- Merry Christmas Paw-paw.

- Well, merry Christmas.

Woo! Look at that.

You can probably
see that from space.

- C'mon, let's dig in.

[TV turns on]

[family chatter]

[video game music]

- Cherry came by the office
the other day, campaigning.

[thunder rumbles]

I think she's got
a solid chance at City Hall.

- Good for her.

- I keep telling Kim
if she ever quits child welfare,

she could be a candidate.

- Now that's good politics.

- Cherry knock on your door?

- She did.

I'mma vote for her, too.

She's living the American dream.

Knocking on doors
is more important

than campaign finance, y'know.

- Why knock on doors
if you got the cash?

- Well, she does now.

You should be happy for her.

I, uh, married
for love, not money.

[small laugh]

[phone vibrates]

[Christmas music plays softly]

- Where you going?

- I have to run into town.

- What for?
- Oh. Friend needs my help.

- Well, don't be gone long, now.

- I'll be right back.
Love you, Nanny.

- Love you.

[ominous music plays]

[truck approaching]

- You're a liar

and a goddamned fuckin'
fraud, you know that?

- I told you to be patient
and you wouldn't listen to me.

This is on you, man.

- You know the ramifications
if this shit gets out

or are you that fuckin' dumb?

- Well, it's not going
to get out is it?

Because you're gonna keep
your fuckin' mouth shut.

- You know who I am?

You know how much I can fuck up
your hillbilly universe?

- I know who you are. Do you?

- I want my money
by tomorrow morning.

Or I bury your ass.

Tomorrow morning!

[car door slams shut]

[car starts]

[thunder rumbling]

[sighs]

[Mattie]: Hi, this is Mattie,
I can't talk right now,

I'll call you back.

[indistinct chatter]

- Hey, where's Mattie?

- Said she had to go into town.

- Did she say why?

- Something about
helping a friend.

- She'll be back soon.

- She probably went
to the bowling alley.

[indistinct chatter]

[heavy breathing]

[phone ringing]

[sighs]

- Shannon, what is it?

Hey, is Mattie there?

- No, she's supposed to be
with you at LD and Shirley's.

- I'll call you back.

Deacon, grab your stuff.

[sighing]

[Mattie]: Hi, this is Mattie,
I can't talk right now,

I'll call you back.

[door opening and closing]

- Oh. Mattie?

[cupboard opening]

Mattie?

- It's just me.

- Oh. Hey.

- What's up?
- Where've you been?

- Nowhere. Why?

- Nothing. You haven't
seen Mattie, have you?

- Uh, it's Shannon's day.
Is everything okay?

- Yeah.

- I'm gonna shower.

- Okay.

[ominous music]

Jimmy?

[door chimes open]

[mechanism whirring]

- Hey, how you feeling?
- Better.

Daddy got me a new soccer ball.

- He did?
- Yeah, I can start practicing.

- There's no quit in you, huh?
- Are you coming to my party?

- Yeah, of course,
I wouldn't miss it!

- Okay, here's Daddy.

- Alright, I love you, buddy.

You be good for Daddy,
I'll see you this week, okay?

- Love you too. Bye.
- Okay, bye.

- Slide out, bud. Hey.

- A soccer ball?

Is that really what
he needs right now?

- He's a tough kid, Cass.
He can beat this.

- It's degenerative.
There's no beating it.

[phone buzzes]

Okay, I gotta go.

- Duty calls, huh?

[police sirens]

[police chatter]

- Where are they?

- This way, ma'am.

[sighs]

[cameras snapping]

[officer]:
And what is your son's name?

[woman]: Edward.

- And how old is he?

- Eight.

- And what's
your husband's name?

- Cassie.

- What do we have?

- Local PD responded
to a 911 call

after a gas station attendant
identified a young male,

mid-20s named Jimmy Raddix.

Said he was walking down
the road covered in blood.

Now, maybe he was
in an accident,

I checked it.

No accidents reported
in the area.

- Where's Jimmy now?

- He busted out the back door
when the police arrived.

There is one more thing.

[man]: We found some
dark stains on the clothing.

Could be consistent with blood.

We'll test everything.

- But no body?

- No body.

- I've set roadblocks up,
half a mile.

And down the road.

We got police searching
the woods for Jimmy right now.

[Cassie]: Let's issue
a BOLO ride unit.

Five-mile canvas.

Go door-to-door, see if anybody
seen or heard anything.

[indistinct radio chatter]

[dog barking]

[ominous music]

[door opening]

[switch flipping]

[sighs]

[distant metal scraping]

[ominous music continues]

- Road's closed, sir,
you'll have to turn around.

- What happened?

- Can't say, sir,
you'll just have to turn around.

Sir?

Sir.

- Dad.

- Back out or turn to leave.

Thank you.

- Dad, is everything okay?

[radio]: All units be advised.

Suspect spotted at the corner
of Glenhaven and Rock Jail Road.

White male, last name Raddix.

R-A-D-D-I-X.

First name, Jimmy.

J-I-M-M-Y.

- Down here!

- How did you find him?

- Neighbor called it in.

Said they were snoopin'
around his car.

[man]: Talk to me.

- Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Come out, asshole!

[gunshot]

[ringing sound]

- Hey! Freeze!

Freeze, don't move, asshole!

Put your hands on your head!

- Do not move!
- Cuff him!

[loud ringing]

[groaning]

- You okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

[exhales]

[camera shutter]

- Turn to your right.

[machine beeps]

[machine whirring]

- Can I call him now?
- Yes, ma'am.

[ominous music]

[Cassie]: Why'd you run from
the police tonight, Jimmy?

What happened to your face?

Were you in an accident?

Or a fight?

[sighs]

Why'd you burn your clothes?

Look at me, Jimmy.

Jimmy.

You're gonna have to
talk to me at some point.

- Speak up, son.

- Jimmy, what happened?

[man on phone]:
We've seen this before

and we both know how it ends.

Find me a body so I can
prosecute, Captain.

- Yes, sir.
We'll be in touch, soon.

Did the mother say
where the blood money come from?

- Doesn't know.
- Or isn't saying.

- Fair enough.
- Well.

What did she say?

- She echoed what we know.

When I asked her if Jimmy
was party to any trauma

or assault in the home,
she said no.

Everything's fine.

- Clear sign of domestic
violence to her face,

but everything's fine.

- Truth is never simple.

- Try contacting Jimmy's father?

- No answer. Her mother
said it's not uncommon.

I'd like to talk to Jimmy again.

- Detective Aldenwell,

there's been a development.

I need you to go and speak
with the Currans.

- The Currans?

- Their daughter,
Mattie Sadler is missing.

Evidently, the parents
haven't heard from her

for several hours.

And the mother filed a missing
persons report this morning.

- What is she to this?

- Well, the father,
Shannon Sadler,

says Mattie
is Jimmy's girlfriend.

He called the DA

when he heard
Jimmy was arrested.

[somber music]

[car door closes]

- I'm Detective Truly, OSBI.

- Cherry Curran.

- I'm here because you filed

a missing persons report
on your daughter?

- Yeah.

- Mike Curran.

[kisses]

You wanna...
- Yeah.

- This way.

- Neither of you have
spoken to Mattie

since you last saw her?

- No. I've called
her several times.

Uh, I got her phone records,
calls and texts.

That I pulled.
We're on a family plan.

It's in my name.

- Are you able to track
her phone?

- We are, but being that
Mattie is a legal adult,

we're having to obtain
a geofence warrant.

But once we have that, we'll
perform an emergency ping trace.

In your report, you mentioned
that Mattie was driving a Jeep?

- Yeah, she has a Jeep.

Uh, we got it for her
for her 18th birthday.

It's also in my name.

- Um, is there any
reason whatsoever

that this could be
politically-driven?

You know, with
the election coming up?

A hostage, cash, type thing?

- Is there a reason
to suggest that, Mr. Curran?

- What do you mean?

- Well, strange phone calls,

emails, threats,
or confrontations?

- No.

- No.

- Mrs. Curran,
you said your husband,

your ex-husband was
the last to see Mattie.

- Yeah, she was with Shannon
at his parents' house.

They do it early... Christmas.

- We celebrate a week early,
because of my sister.

Have we heard anything?
- No.

- Has Mattie
reached out to anybody?

- I'm, uh, Detective Truely,

you're uh, Maddie's father?

- I'm Shannon.

- When is the last time
you saw Mattie?

- I invited him over.

- Um, it was yesterday,
after lunch.

- And is there any reason
Mattie might be upset?

- Upset?

With me, or... Or...
What do you mean?

- In general.

- What, what are you asking,
what kind of question is that?

Why would she be upset?

- She's just asking a question.

Calm down.

- She talks to me
about everything.

If she had a problem,
I would know.

She doesn't keep
anything from me.

- Do you know what
prompted her to leave?

- No.

- How long has Mattie
been seeing Jimmy Raddix?

- Excuse me?
- Not long.

- You're sure?
- Yes.

- What?

- I was gonna talk to you
about it, I just try not--

- Seriously, Shannon?
We talked about this.

You weren't supposed
to be keeping--

- This is not about us.
It's not about you.

I just found out, I was
going to talk to you about it.

I'm sorry.

- Okay! Okay.

Can you please sit down
so we can talk?

She's here to help us.

[heavy breathing]

I just found out
they were seeing each other.

I was going to tell you.

- Okay.

- Do you know if Jimmy
was ever aggressive

towards your daughter?

- Is that what
you think's happened?

Is that why he's in custody?

You got him in custody,
why is he in custody?

- I can't disclose that.
- Why not?

- It's an open investigation.
- That's bullshit!

That's my daughter!

Why are you wasting my time

with these stupid
fucking questions?

I don't think you know anything!

And I'm not gonna
sit around here

waiting for you to fucking
figure your shit out!

- Hey!

We're working on it.

- Work harder.

- I'm doing everything I can
to find your daughter,

Mr. Sadler. Okay?

[sighs]

I need you to promise me

that you're going to call me
and say she's okay.

As soon as you find something,
I need to know.

- Yes. Of course.

[restrained sob]

Mrs. Curran, may I...
May I see Mattie's room, please?

- Yeah.

[grandfather clock chimes]

- Oh! Please don't.

It's just how she left it.

- How long have you
and Shannon been divorced?

- Going on four years.

I should apologize for Shannon.

He has a very strict
way of doing things.

It's his military background.

He can be cold.

- May I?

- Yeah, of course. Anything.

- Detective...

...please find my Mattie.

[ominous music]

- Take this shit off my porch!

Take it on back!

[ominous music continues]

- Then, you went to school
with Mattie, right?

- Yeah. Since kindergarten.
We do everything together.

- And is this behavior
unlike her?

- Yeah.

- She hasn't updated
any social media accounts?

Reached out to you
or any other friends at all?

- No, I've tried
calling, texting.

She doesn't answer.

That's what scares me.
She always has her phone.

- Most missing folks
are found alive and well

within a couple of days.

Not saying this sad
little girl ran away on purpose.

Young people can be rebellious.

- You don't seem too concerned.

- I lean on my faith

and pray for her safe return
as does her mother.

- You know Cherry Curran?

- She's a devout Catholic.

- Emily, did you
know about Jimmy?

- Yes.

But Mattie mostly
kept that to herself.

Jimmy's a lot older
than Mattie, and...

...well, ever since the divorce,

she has trust issues.

Her mom pokes around a lot.

She's kind of a control freak.

She didn't want her finding out.

- But not her father?

- No, she trusts her dad.

- I've known Cherry since
she was her daughter's age.

She ran away once too.

Got herself married against
her father's better wishes.

God rest his soul.

- What are you saying, Father?

- We're all equal
under God's eyes.

Nothing against the Sadlers.

But to Charles Preston...

Let's just say the Sadlers

came from a different
zip code and tax bracket.

- Do you know if Jimmy
ever laid a hand on Mattie

or hurt her in any way?

- No. Never.

But there was this video
on her Instagram.

I think it might
explain everything.

I'll friend and send it to you.

[phone vibrates]

[ominous music]

[crickets chirping]

[dog barking in distance]

[pill bottle opening]

[shuddering]

[heavy breathing]

- And Jimmy hasn't
been written up

or missed any recent shifts,

had time off requests
or recent vacations?

[man]: Uh, no, no.
He's a good employee, reliable.

- Alright,
can you send me a copy

of his recent work history
and shift schedule?

- Yeah, sure.
- Alright, thank you.

- Spoke with Jimmy.

- He say anything
about the Sadler girl?

- He did.

Especially after I mentioned
that she was missing.

Which he seemed shocked by.

Of course, I asked him
if he had anything to do

with her disappearance.
He said, no.

But I did get her
phone records printed up.

Recent texts, call log.

Looks like he called Mattie
nine times after 5 PM.

Now, apparently, he was supposed
to meet Mattie yesterday.

Said that she
arranged the meeting.

Had a gift for him.

Now, he says he don't know
nothing about this gift

and according to Jimmy,
that meeting with Mattie

never happened.

- Did he say why?

- Nope. No, just clammed up.

He did mention something
about a station wagon.

Said it was watching him
and Mattie.

A few days back
on the Canadian.

Thought something
was creepy about it.

[heavy breathing]

[car door closing]

- Kids, Grandma's here!

[ominous music]

- We will schedule a resident's
visit after Christmas.

Happy holidays, Paige.

Shannon.

[whispering]: Can you
just give us a second?

Any word on Mattie?

Well, what about the police?

- I got nothing.

It's starting to fuck
with me a little bit,

you know what I mean?

I need your help.
- Well, yeah. Of course.

Whatever I can do.

- I need to speak
to Mary Raddix.

She knows something
and I know it.

You can get in their house.

You can tell them that
child welfare's investigating,

you can do welfare checks,
you can go talk to her

and get me in her house.

- I can't do that,
it's unethical.

I could get prosecuted,
I could lose my job.

- This is about Mattie,

I don't give a fuck
about the job!

- Shannon, we gotta let
the police handle this.

Miss something.

Doesn't have time.
I can't wait.

Get me in there.

Look at me.

Please.

[sighs]

[hose spraying]

[saw grinding metal]

[sniffs]

[gun cocking]

[deep breath]

- Boss?

What are you doin' here, man?

- Well, just forgot some stuff.

- Okay, well, you know,
work's handled.

Go home.

Be with your family, yeah?

[children laughing]

[radio voice]: Most believe...

...that Jesus was no longer
talking about children.

What he was talking about
is adult followers.

- What would you like
the Sheriff's Office to do?

- Run a check on local felons,
sex offenders,

anyone on probation,

or anyone
with outstanding warrants

living within Lincoln County.

- And why is that?

- Your deputies can patrol
the highways and country roads.

You know the area
and the people in it

and it expands our reach.

[Sheriff chuckles]

- The boy had blood on him.

Suddenly you don't think
Jimmy Raddix

had anything to do with this?

Listen.

I don't trust
the Raddix family one iota.

And you shouldn't either.

That whole family's
got a criminal history.

Especially the father.

Ryland's been in
and out of the State Pen

a half a dozen times
for all kinds of stuff.

Your focus would
be best right there.

- Hmm. I'll take that into
consideration, thank you.

But be that as it may,
any involvement

from the Sheriff's Office
in this matter,

it would be helpful.

[ominous music]

[Mike Curran]: You think
I walked my happy ass here

just to not have any answers?

Listen to me, Yates,

Ransom Porter owes me
a lot of money.

- We hear you.

- You hear me?

Now, get you and
your fruit loops up

out of your chairs
and get to work.

And whenever I come back,
I want some damn answers.

Come on.

- Hey.
- Yes, ma'am.

- What was Mr. Curran
inquiring about?

- Just about filing a complaint
on some fraudulent activity.

- Fraudulent activity?
- Yeah.

- And the necessary
steps for filing

a license revocation or broker.

Ransom Porter.

I told him he had to take it up
with the real estate commission.

[phone buzzes]

- Excuse me.

[man]: We found the Jeep.

Sending CSU out there now.

[camera shutters]

- What do we got?

- Doors are locked.
Keys are in it. No bodies.

[Investigator]:
We got footprints over here!

Let's get casts
of these footprints.

- We're on it.

[radio chatter]

[radio chatter]

- Hey!

I got something!

Alright, we need to
photograph the entire area

and find out who owns this land.

- Mrs. Raddix,
how are your kids doing?

- I mean, they're as good
as can be expected

under the circumstances.

We are pretty much homeless
the day the bank shows up.

You're not here
to take my kids, are you?

- No, no, no, no.

That's not what
this is, Mrs. Raddix,

this is just a wellness check.

- Do you know why the police
took your son into custody?

- He had blood on him!

- Whose?
- I don't know.

He wouldn't say.

He just... He just sat there!

White as a sheet!

- Where's your husband?

- I don't know. Rydell left.
We had a...

- You have any idea where he is?

- I mean, we have a cabin,
he goes up there sometimes.

- Do you know if your son
was seeing anybody?

- Shannon.

- I mean, he... He was.

[glass breaking]

- I thought you said
your kids were gone.

- I... I never said that.

I sent them to my mom's.

- Shannon.

It's alright, Mrs. Raddix,
we'll just, uh...

I just have a couple
more questions for you.

Um...

[bird tweeting]

- I come down here
to smoke sometimes.

It must've flown in
this morning.

[bird tweeting]

- Did you find her cell phone?

- No. Just some blood
on the backseat.

And on the passenger door panel.

- Compare any DNA found
in the Jeep against this.

- We'll process everything,
get back to you.

[marching band music]

[cheering]

[crowd member]: Merry Christmas!

- Merry Christmas!

Hi! How are you?

[music fades out]

- Wow!

[fireworks exploding]

- Okay. Yeah, come on.

[phone buzzing]

Shannon.

- Travis called.

They used another wrecker
service to haul in her Jeep.

- Okay, well, did they find her?

- No. No, they didn't find her.

- It's not like she's out there
somewhere in the cold, Shannon.

She's not stupid.
She would freeze to death.

- We're running out
of time, Cherry.

We need more eyes on this
right now.

- What do we do?

- We could call
the news stations.

They could organize
a search party.

They'll listen to you.

- I'll talk to Mike.

- No, she's our baby.

You get ahead of this or I will.

- What is that supposed to mean?

- It means whatever
you think it means.

- This isn't one of your
missions, Shannon.

I will make that call.

[fireworks exploding]

[people cheering]

[Shannon]:
Doesn't seem possible, does it?

- It's gonna be okay, boss.

Heading home.

Call me if you need me.

- Thank you.

[somber music]

[Shannon]: From deep
of the realm of the dead,

I called for help.

And you listened to my cry.

[tense music]

[distant wartime gunfire]

[heavy breathing]

- We were on patrol in Kandahar.

I was behind Ronnie,
who was walking point.

All of a sudden, he just
collapsed right in front of me.

That's when I heard the rifle.

I kneeled down and I took
Ronnie's head into my hands.

So much blood.

Rennie just looked up at me.

Confused like.

I didn't know what to do,

so I just held him.

And prayed.

I prayed 'til he slipped away.

Think it gave him
some comfort, though.

I know it did me.

But I never left
his side, though.

That's what we do.

We never leave a man behind.

[applause]

Thank you, Aaron.

There's a fine line between
unconditional love

and no quarter brutality.

Like Aaron said,
there's a brotherhood there,

we don't leave
each other behind.

There's a bond born between us

where we're down range,
we're brothers in arms.

While we may not be blood,
we're definitely family.

And you did for Ronnie,

well, we would do
for you as well.

I'd like to close
with Jonah's prayer.

From within the whale.

And it is a prayer...

...that is a cry of distress.

But also of deliverance.

The water representing
the fear of death

and the whale representing
the sanctuary and the refuge.

Will you join me in this prayer?

"In my distress,
I called to the Lord

"and he answered me.

"From deep in the realm
of the dead,

"I called for help.
And you listened to my cry.

"The engulfing waters
threatened me.

"The deep surrounded me.
To the roots of the mountain

"I sink down. The earth beneath,

"barred me in forever.

"But you, Lord, my God,

"brought my life up
from the pit."

Thank you.

[phone ringing]

- Thank you.

Have a great day.

- Ransom Porter.
- Yes.

- You've been served.

- The last trace
pinged back here.

Off this tower.
Been cold ever since.

With that information,

I was able to strike
a signal arc from the tower

over the area.

- How far is this location
from where we found the Jeep?

- The Jeep was found... here.

- Roughly two miles away.

- Does it draw any comparisons
with Jimmy's phone?

- Unfortunately not.

- Before his arrest,
it pinged nine miles off

of a tower outside of town.

This one.

- That's Jimmy's,

and that's Mattie's
last known ping here.

- How far are those
two towers from each other?

- 25 miles.

- Can you put together
an entire profile

of her movements from
that day for me?

- It'll take
some time, but yeah.

[eerie music]

- What'd you find?

- DNA came back on
the blood trace from the Jeep.

Matched the DNA
from the mouthpiece.

It's Mandy Sandler's.

No other DNA
was present.

- No fingerprints? Nothing?

- Mattie's fingerprints were all
over it, but no one else's.

And it wasn't wiped down either.

She either parked it,
or someone wore gloves.

- And what about the blood
found on Jimmy's clothes?

- Inconclusive.
- And the shoes?

- We examined the shoes
against the casts

taken from the footprints
at the scene... didn't match.

[clicking]

- Is there anything you would
like to ask the community for,

Mrs. Curran?

This is your opportunity
to speak.

- Captain?
- It's gone public.

- We know the location where
Mattie's jeep was found.

And we believe that to be
the place she went missing.

It's off of Dawes Creek
and Cabin Branch Road.

We've organized a search party

and we are asking that anybody

who is able-bodied
and willing to assist...

to please help.

[sniffles]

- Is there anything you would
like to say to your daughter?

- Mattie, we love you so much.

Please come home.

- And is it true that law
enforcement

has a person
of interest in custody

who may be responsible for your
daughter's disappearance?

- Yes.

- What is this? Some kind
of interagency fuck up?

How do they know
where we found the Jeep?

By the way...

Jimmy lawyered up.

[door buzzes open]

- We're gonna ask that you don't
leave your place of residence...

until this is concluded.

- Do you honestly think
Jimmy had anything to do

with the Sadler
girl's disappearance?

- Well, the evidence
would suggest no.

- We'll consider
this... concluded.

[reporters shouting]

- Listen, I know...
you want answers.

- It's not about what I want.

The answers I seek
are for the family.

They're entitled to that.

[reporter]: Authorities
have begun the search

for a missing 18-year-old
girl, Mattie Sadler,

in Lincoln County today.

As a team of more than 50
have said to have been assembled

to aid in the search.

This coming after a missing
person's report

was filed by the family

and is quickly grabbing
media attention.

[helicopters whirring]

[group calling out to Mattie]

- Mattie!

- Mattie!

[shouting]

- Hang in there, Shannon.

We're gonna find her.

[group calling out to Mattie]

[spitting]

[body thuds]

[grunting]

- Sorry.

[ominous music]

[voice echoing]: Mattie!

[grunting]

[panting]

[country music playing]

[reporters chattering over TV]

[sounds become muffled]

[keyboard clicking]

[mouse clicking]

[knock on door]

- You're working late.

- The night knows
all my secrets.

- What's that?

- Have any county
agencies contacted us

regarding these
missing persons cases?

- Not sure.

On a side note...

private property next to where
Mattie's Jeep was found...

is currently on a contract
with a brokerage company

in Lincoln County,
Heartland Realty.

A man named Ransom Porter's
the land agent.

- Random Porter?
- Mm-hm.

And get this.

The land was previously
owned by Debra Massey, deceased.

Her son is Mike Curran.

I don't know, Cassie.

Is this all some kind of
coincidence?

[ominous music]

[ominous music building]

- Dear Heavenly Father,

thank you for this day

and the many blessings
you gave us.

God bless...

- Me and you.

- And Dad. And Mike.

- And Mattie.

- And Mattie.

We say these words in the name
of your son, Jesus.

Amen.

- Amen.

Why do people pray, Mama?

- Because it keeps them safe.

- When's Mattie coming home?

- Soon, baby.

[pliers click]

[alarm blares]

[footsteps hurry]

[dog barks]
- Hey!

Don't move, motherfucker!

Put your hands up!

[grunts]

- Please!
- Did he send you?

- Don't shoot!
- Did Porter send you?

- Por favor! Please!

- Fuck it.

- Mike! Mike!
- Go inside, call the cops!

- Oh, my God.
- Go!

[sniffling]

[panting]

- Got an ID on the body?
- No, ma'am.

No ID.

[camera clicking]

- What happened?

- Suspect cut the brake lines.

Home owner shot him
when he attacked.

- Have a good night.

The sheriff's office
will be in touch.

- We need to talk.

[police radio chatter]

[panting]

[dramatic music]

[speaking Arabic]

- Moving!

- Clear!
- Check that staircase!

[Arabic music playing]

- Clear!
- Clear!

- What's up?

- Go, go, go, go!

- Go, go, weapons up!

- Clear!

- Fire!

- Moving.

- Dad.

[thunder clapping]

[panting]

[heavy breathing]

- Trauma's memory.
It's imprinted now.

And we both know the past
ain't easy to let go of.

- It's not the past
that's bothering me.

- Clearly you're triggered.

The whole goal is
to manage these triggers.

- Like I always say...

tough times don't last.
Tough people do.

[coughing in the distance]

- I remember.

My daughter's missing.

- The one that's been
all over the news?

- That's right.
- Jesus.

- Sir, I came here to
ask you a favor.

- Anything. How can I help you?

- I need your permission.

- Permission. For...
Permission for what?

- To do what I have to do.

[knocking on door]

[classical music playing]

- What do you want?

- Is Jimmy here?

- Nope. He left.

- If you tell me
how to find him...

I'd sit down, talk with him.
Put an end to this.

- Hmm.

You're not an officer, are you?

- Tell me how to find the cabin.

You could still lose your kids.
You should think about that.

- It's a couple of
miles from here.

- Where?

[screaming]

- Where?!

- East, east!

[crying]
- Talk!

- County Road 590, just...
just south of the river.

[crying]

[clapping]

[piano playing]

♪ We wish you
a Merry Christmas ♪

♪ We wish you
a merry Christmas ♪♪

♪ We wish you a merry Christmas
and a happy New Year ♪♪

♪ We wish you a merry Christmas♪♪

♪ We wish you
a merry Christmas ♪♪♪

- Did we get an ID
on the John Doe?

- We did. Jamie,
let me see that wallet.

Thank you.

I got him ID'd
as Emmanuel Flores.

I ran him.

He's got a prior for auto theft
and few minor offences.

Deputies found his landscaping
truck just around the corner

from the Curran's this morning
and I'm here now,

but get this.

Apparently, Flores
owns a landscaping company

out here in Chandler
called Green Mane.

Green Mane's contracted

with a bunch of real estate
agencies in the area...

including Heartland Realty.

You want me to check it?

- No, I'll... I'll do it.

[clapping in the distance]

I take it you've heard of
the ongoing investigation

into the disappearance
of Mattie Sadler?

- I have.

- Are you aware her Jeep
was found on the property

owned by your client

and that Heartland Realty
is currently brokering?

- I heard.
- How do you explain that?

- Well... that's unfortunate...

but I can't explain it.

- I spoke with Mr. Curran.

He doesn't think that it was
a coincidence that her Jeep

was found on his property.

- Is that a question?

- What's your position on that?

- Once is happenstance,
twice is a coincidence.

- Did you hire someone to cut
Mr. Curran's brake lines?

- Why would he think
that I have anything...

to do with that?

- For reporting you to
the real estate commission.

[chair creaks]

- I'm a businessman.

- Has Heartland Realty
ever contracted

with Green Mane
Landscaping Services?

- We contract
with many services.

- Do you know
Emmanuel Flores?

- No.

- Mr. Curran has
provided information

that shows you two were
engaged in a financial deal

on the property.

He claims money that was
contractually obligated

to be paid to him
for the land wasn't.

- I wanna speak
to my lawyer.

- You haven't been charged
with anything, Mr. Porter.

I'm just asking questions.

[eerie music]

[car engine running]

[eerie music continues]

[struggling]

[coughing]

[body thuds]

- What did you do?

[choking]

- Hey! What did you do?

What did you do?

[grunting]

[panting]

[grunting]

[heavy breathing]

What did you do to my Mattie?

- I loved her.

[panting]

[grunting]

[leaves crunching]

- Mattie? Mattie?

[panting]

[dramatic music]

- What happened, Sheriff?

- We arrested Jimmy Raddix.

He's getting ready to see
the judge in about 10 minutes.

- Oh, what the hell for?
- We found Ryland's body.

Looked like he'd been
dead several days.

Multiple stabs wounds.

[door buzzes open]
None of them self-inflicted.

- Well, it could've
been self-defence.

- Who called it in?
- His mother did.

- Did she say who was
with him tonight?

- No. Why would you think
someone was with him?

- Well, the cuts
and bruises on his face...

are different this time.

[wind whooshing]

[sniffling]

- What happened?

- I asked Mike to leave.

[clears throat]

I told him I needed
time to think

with everything that's going on.

I'm dropping out
of the election.

- Why?

- I don't want it anymore.

Mike thought it would be best to
sell off some old family land

and use the funds
as the final push...

for me to get into office and...

I guess there was
some fraudulent activity

with the money.

How can I explain someone's
death attributed to that?

[sniffling]

Then there's our Mattie.

Our sweet baby girl, Shannon.

She's out there somewhere.

She's out there and we're...

I don't know why she left.

She was happy.

We gave her everything.

I can't help thinking...

[sniffling]

that this is my fault.

It's my fault.

I did this.

I pushed her away, I...

[crying]

[sobbing]

[clock ticking in the distance]

- I ran those names
you requested.

- Who is he?
- Byron Ogden.

He grew up in foster homes
throughout Arkansas,

Texas and Oklahoma.

Served two years in state pen

for aggravated assault
and battery on a female.

Was arrested on
corruption of a minor,

charged in 07
in McCurtain County.

Did 90 days.
Moved out here afterwards.

He's been
a registered sex offender

in the state
of Oklahoma ever since.

- So clean since '07?

- Unless you count citations
for illegally confiscating

elk antlers out of state park.

Should sheriff's office
bring him in?

- No.

We'll go to him.
It'll be less of a formality.

- Yeah, I agree, Cap.
He may be open to talking then.

- If you can spare a deputy
or two that would be helpful.

- Consider it done.

- Alright.

Thank you, Sheriff. Captain.

[sighs]

- And follow up with Beckett.

See if he has Mattie Sadler's
GPS report ready.

[suspenseful music]

[radio]: 207 dispatch.

We are 1023 at 347
600 East 910 Road.

[clanking]

- 10-4. 207.

[indistinct radio chatter]

[suspenseful music]

- Hey.

- What the fuck?

[dramatic music]

- Can I help you?

- Byron Ogden?

- Who else would I be?

- We wanna ask you
a few questions.

- I've given written notice
of my relocation

and I check in every three
months like I'm supposed to.

- This doesn't concern that.

- Then what's this about?

- I take it you
don't watch the news.

[sighs]

- Got no use for it.
- Why's that?

- It seems the world doesn't
want me in it anymore.

- We're investigating the
disappearance of a teenage girl.

Mattie Sadler.

- Never seen her before.

- Can you come
a little closer, please?

- Here's just fine.

- You're sure you
haven't seen this girl?

- Like I said, I really try
to stay out of the world.

- You spend much time
on the Canadian?

- It's a local spot.
I fish there sometimes.

- When's the last time
you were there?

- A few months ago.

- You weren't seen
there a few days ago?

- Am I a suspect?

- We're checking all
leads, Mr. Ogden.

- I'm curing a hide.

I'm a taxidermist now.

It's the bug repellant solution
that creates the odor.

Have to open up
the windows to air it out.

[flies buzzing]

- You mind if we look inside?

- That'd just be
a waste of your time.

There's nothing in there

pertaining to your
investigation, Detective.

- Mr. Ogden.

- I come out here
to escape my past.

But you people...

you're just trying
to keep me in it.

- The judge will just issue
a warrant.

We'll just be back.

- Judges...

never cared for me anyways.

Too easy to pass
judgment upon, I suppose.

You wanna see inside?

Get yourself that warrant.

Until then... have a nice day.

[ominous music]

[TV clicks on]

[man on TV]: Anyone here
who becomes as humble

as this little child,

is the greatest
in the kingdom of Heaven.

- Rest now.

- Anyone who welcomes
a little child like this.

- You're safe.

- On my behalf...
is welcoming me.

[clapping on TV]

Most believe

that Jesus is no longer
talking about children.

That he was talking about
his adult followers.

[phone buzzes]

- Mr. Sadler.
Detective Alden, OSBI.

We got something. We need
to talk to you a Mrs. Curran.

Do you recognize this man,
Ms. Curran?

[sighing]

- No.
- What about you, Mr. Sadler?

You ever seen him before?

- Who is he?

- His name is Byron Ogden.

He's a registered sex offender
here in the state of Oklahoma.

That's public record.

- What did he do?

- He was with corruption
of a minor.

- And he lives here now?

- Yes.

- You sure neither one
of you recognize this man?

Or had any recent
dealings with him?

- I'm positive.

- Mr. Sadler?

- I've never seen him.

- Alright.

Well, we thank you both for
coming in on such short notice.

We appreciate your help.
- Wait, wait. Is this it?

- For now... Yeah.

- This is it?

What is he saying? Has he
said something about Mattie?

- We're looking into him,
Mr. Sadler.

- You're looking into him.
Have you talked to him?

Has that piece of shit
done something with Mattie?

She's my fucking daughter!

- He says he's never seen
or heard of her before.

- Okay. So that's good, right?

That's good.

So what happens next?

- We're waiting on a warrant.

Search his property
and his belongings.

We'll know more after that.

- Why would the judge
deny the warrant?

- Because Byron Ogden
is in compliance.

That's why.

He's provided
the court written notice

of relocation

and checked in every
three months like clockwork.

All his past citations
have been paid.

He runs a taxidermy business
out of his house.

It's legit.
Filed with the state.

The guy even pays
his taxes on time.

The judge feels
there's no real evidence

that ties Ogden
to any of this.

- In our interrogation,

Jimmy mentioned that
there was a station wagon

observing him
and Mattie in their truck

the day before she went missing.

Byron Ogden does in fact
own a station wagon.

- Captain.
- What do you want me to say?

What? We keep looking.

We turn over every rock

until one of the two
of you find something.

[sighs]

- You mean another body?

- That's not what I said.

That's not what I said.

[phone ringing]

- How can they deny us a warrant

to protect some
fucking pedophile?

The system is completely broken.

We should do something.

- Now is not
the time for revenge.

- Stay out of this, Shirley!
- Dad!

[glass thuds]

[car engine turning on]

[ominous music]

[phone ringing]

- OSBI, this is Detective Alden.

Mm-hm.

Okay. Thank you.

Cassie?
- Hmm?

- That was Kim Collimore.
Shannon's sister.

She thinks he's about to
do something very bad.

[suspenseful music]

[beeping]

[Arabic music playing]

[beeping continues]

[suspenseful music]

- Let her go! Now!

[speaking Arabic]

- Let her go! Now!
Let her go now!

[speaking Arabic]

- Drop it now!

- Let her go!

[shouting]

[speaking Arabic]

- The fuck are
you doing, Sadler?

It's not your call!

What the fuck
is wrong with you?

- Get security...

[ominous music]

[beeping]

[eerie music]

[water bubbling]

[radio]: 207. Dispatch.

- Go for dispatch
- Dispatch.

We're 10-8 to 347 600 East
910 Road in Chandler, Oklahoma.

Requesting additional units
to assist at that location.

- Copy, 207, sending immediate
assistance to your location.

[Man on TV]: Amen

[clapping on TV]

He says that whoever receives
a child in His name...

also, also receives Him.

Most believe Jesus was
no longer about children.

But was describing
his adult followers.

As such children.

Because of the childlike
faith required...

to enter the kingdom of Heaven.

Amen, brothers and sisters.
Amen.

[clapping on TV]

Welcome.

Welcome, brothers and sisters.

And fathers.

Fathers...

provoke not your children...

to anger.

Never to anger,

least they be discouraged.

And whatever, soever you do,
do it heartily.

As to the Lord.

To the Lord and not to men.

- Don't move. Stand still.

- Don't shoot.
- Put your hands up.

- What's in the bed?

- Get on your knees.

Put the gun down.

- Which you said
should be a prey. Them...

- Put it down.
- Them I will bring in.

- Turn around. Don't move.

- Who's in the bed?

- Don't move.

[dramatic music]

- I will bring your children,
whom you said will become

plunder,
into the land you rejected.

- Where's my daughter?

- How would I know
where your daughter is?

- I saw the blood on your car.

- That's from a deer.

- Provoke not your children.

- Don't lie to me.
- Step back or I will kill you.

- Never to anger.
- Tell me where she is.

- You'll never understand
what it's like

to be a child accosted
all those years.

Trapped by his hands
and his thoughts.

- And as for you...

- Once you stare into the abyss,

you never come back.

- Your bodies.

- We've all gone missing
in the dark.

- Where is she?

[gunshot]

- Your bodies... will
fall in the wilderness.

[screams]

[struggling]

[screams]

[grunting]

[tense music]

[screams]

[screaming]

[tense music]

[grunting]

- Where's Mattie?

Wait, wait! Tell me!

Where's Mattie?

Please!

[gagging]

[police sirens]

- Go around back!

- Heading around back now.

- Coming in!

Hey! Hey, hey, hey!
Get you hands up!

Get them up now!

Get to your feet! Now!

- Covering. Covering.

- Cuff him. I got him.

[sad music]

Get him out of here. Move.

[dramatic music fades out]

- Ogden.

Poor son of a bitch.

This is Sadler's fault,
you know?

- Is it?

- It's certainly not ours.

- She hates Dad for no reason.

She wants me to hate him too,
but it's not me.

We don't
always get along, but...

Dad would do anything for me.

Anything.

I wish I could
stay with him, but...

I can't live at
my grandparents' house.

I just... I just wanna go away.

Start over
and find myself, you know?

Be my own person.

I just want a fresh start.

To be normal again.
A normal life.

[phone ringing]

- Yeah?

You can show me
everywhere her phone went?

- Yes.

- Can you put that video
up on the screen for me?

[screen beeping]

What location is that?

- That's the Sadler's address

from the morning
she went missing.

- It takes a few minutes.

[dramatic music]

- What's that address?

[keyboard clicking]

- Excuse us.

- Can I help you?

- OSBI.

- Do you mind if we ask
you a few questions?

- Sure.
- What's your name?

- Chance.

- Got some identification,
Chance?

- Yeah.

- You good if I go
take a look around?

- Okay.

- Take a look here.

How long have you
been working here?

- Ten years.

- Do you know why we're here?
- No.

- Investigating the
disappearance of Mattie Sadler.

Do you know who that is?

- That's the boss's daughter.

- That's right.
Do you know anything about it?

- Have you worked here
for a while?

- Hmm, yeah, a few years.

- What do you do here?
- Claims.

- Who uses this
space over here?

- Tow truck drivers
and shop hands, mostly.

You know, sometimes
they work late.

- Did you work
this past Saturday?

- Yeah, yeah. I closed that day.

- Was there anyone
else working with you?

Maybe working late, perhaps?

- Um, yeah, um, Travis.
He was on call.

- Travis?

- Yeah. He's been
staying here on the couch.

- Is that normal?

- I mean, him
and his girl just split,

so nobody really questioned it.

- How long has
Travis worked here?

- Not long. I mean, he just
moved here a few months ago.

- You recognize her, right?

- Yeah.
That's the boss's daughter.

That... this.

I recognize that.

- How about this?

- Um, yeah.
That's Shannon's key.

- Hey. You're not
supposed to be in here.

- OSBI.

- Are you Travis?

- What do you want?

- We'd like to ask you a few
questions about Mattie Sadler.

- You guys find her?

- We're hoping you can
help us with that.

- Yeah, sure. I just...

I need to...
I just gotta change.

You can follow me
in here if you want.

- Here's fine. Hey!

Travis!

[sighs]

Hey, Travis!

[grunts]

- Sorry, it's been
a hell of a week.

- Okay.

- So... what do you guys want?

- I wanna ask you a few
questions about last Saturday.

- Those your boots?

- Yeah.

- You got two pairs?

- Doesn't everybody?

- Why didn't you tell the police
that Mattie stopped by

on the day of her
disappearance, Travis?

- Why would she stop by here?

- You never ran away
with a girlfriend before?

- No.
- The money.

She didn't expect
anyone else to be here.

- I guess we're all running
from something, right?

Just... give me...
- Hold now. Hold on.

[screaming]

[gunshots]

[choking]

- Hold on. Hold on. Hold on.

[choking]

Officer down.

I repeat, officer down.

I need an ambulance to
LD's wrecker service.

Hold on. Hold on.

[breathing heavily]

[choking]

Where's Mattie Sadler?

Tell me where she is!

Fuck!

[breathing heavily]

Oh, no.

No.

[police sirens in the distance]

[door buzzes open]

[keys clanking]

[sniffling]

- Hey.
- How's Deacon?

- He's okay.

He misses you.

- I haven't talked
to him in a while.

- This whole thing's just been
really hard on everybody.

- Cherry, why'd you
call off the search?

[sighs]

- It was one of the hardest
things I've ever done.

But it was a year ago, Shannon.

Our family deserves...

some kind of closure.

- What are you
putting in the box?

- Umm...

I've gathered up
some of her things.

Clothes and pictures.

And, um... some of
her paintings.

Everybody is bringing
something to contribute.

It's a memorial
service for her, you know.

- Well, there's... there's
a chance I might get out early.

If the parole board would...

be compelled to listen
to the story and...

- Yeah, that would be good.

That would be
so good for Deacon.

- If they let me out...

I'm gonna find her.

I can't let her go.

I won't let her go.

- I know.

Mattie's gone, Shannon.

Nothing's bringing her back
and it breaks my heart.

But we still have a son
and Deacon needs us.

He already lost a sister.
He doesn't need to lose you too.

- Guard.

[sighs]

- Wait. Just, one more.

I kept something for you.

They found something
of hers with...

his things, but I
wanted you to have it.

- Thank you.

[cuffs clanking on metal bar]

Goodbye.

[sad music]

[thunder rumbles]

[sad music continues]

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