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- Morning, Jack.

Hey, Kathleen.

- Morning, hon.

- New neighbors moving in, huh?

- I reckon.

- Have you met them?

- No, not yet.

Are we still on for tomorrow morning?

- Of course.

- You wear a hat,

'cause I wanna keep that hot head of yours cool.

Okay.

- Hey, man. Thank you so much.

- No problem.

Are you the new owner?

- Yes, I am.

- Welcome to the neighborhood.

I'm Robbie Levinson. I live next door.

- Okay. Chris Boyd.

- You need any help unloading?

- Oh, no. That's all right.

I got some help coming.

- You sure? Mm-hmm.

- Okay. Well, if you change your mind,

I'm right over here.

- I appreciate it.

- You, too.

- God bless!

Are you gonna get outta bed?

- What time is it?

- It's time to get up!

I have to buy a new housewarming present.

- For who?

- New neighbor's moving in.

- When?

- Right now. Just met him.

- What's he like?

- Seems nice.

You could close this.

- Sorry.

- Why am I doing this again?

- Because you owe me.

- You're gonna owe me after this one.

- Howdy!

- Hey, man.

- Why don't you hop up?

Let's get this thing outta here.

- All right.

- Trey!

- Sorry.

Must be a little too excited.

I'm gettin' married, you know.

- Yeah, I heard.

- See you after work.

- Wait. I thought we were having lunch today.

- Oh, you're right.

Like I said, see you at noon, at the diner!

- Alton, come on, man!

- Trey!

- Dude, you see that?

- Bye.

- Bye-bye.

- Everywhere you go.

- Sure you don't need an extra hand?

- Open it.

Let me see what my hard-earned money's got me.

- Ohh!

Took long enough to get here!

- Make it official, get it framed,

so I can retire.

- Yeah right, like that'll happen.

You'd drive yourself crazy!

Not to mention Mom.

- You got it? Yeah, yeah.

Hey, could I get a clamp?

- Clamp.

- Thank you.

- I can't believe we've had so many cats

to spay this week.

- Get the scissors? Oh, yeah.

Jim, what are you looking for?

- Nothing.

- I can help you. I know where everything is.

- I've got it!

- Okay, okay.

- Yes.

- Where are the Rascos?

- On the shelf in front of you.

See 'em?

Stubborn.

- Big news there. Yeah.

- So are you, though.

- What?

- Stubborn.

- I am not!

All right, all right, I am sometimes.

But I have an excuse.

I've always been that way.

He's changing. I don't know what's going on.

- Of course he's changed, Mom.

He's getting old.

- Watch your mouth.

- Maybe you should go on a date.

- Got someone in mind?

- You two should get outta the house

and talk to each other.

- Yeah, well he's not much of a conversationalist.

He has that group that he talks to, so ...

whatever.

Of course, it would help if we had something to talk about.

- Like?

- Like, I don't know ...

A child, maybe?

- Or something. Or something.

I could donate an egg.

I was only kidding.

- Thank you. Please, no eggs, no eggs.

Mom brought up grandkids again today.

- She is relentless.

- We should look into it!

- Seriously?

- Why not?

Now, we're gonna be legit and all.

- Let's worry about one thing at a time.

- You want a baby?

You want a baby, don't you?

Paster Boyd:"When Isaac was a young boy,

"God commanded Abraham to take his son

"up to Mount Moriah

"and offer him up as a sacrifice to God."

Now, the reason he did that

was he wanted to test Abraham's faith.

You're late!

Excuse me, children.

You think you can try and be here on time?

I mean, everything we do sets an example

for these children.

- I'm sorry.

- Pastor Boyd: - Children, Christopher's gonna finish the story.

I have to go work on my sermon.

I'll see ya later.

- Bye.

"This was a test of Abraham's faith.

"Abraham loved his son, but he didn't hesitate

"to do what he was told,

"for his faith in God was strong."

- Didn't wear a hat, did you?

- I got sunscreen on.

- Okay.

- Hey.

How old were you when you got married?

- Sixteen big ones.

- Really?

- Yeah, well ...

I had to.

Otherwise, Charlie would've been a bastard.

He still turned out to be a bastard,

just a different kind.

Will you hand me the shovel?

- Oh, sure.

- Thank you.

- So you had a shotgun wedding.

- Yeah, I guess I did.

Didn't have much of a choice back then.

How come you askin' me so many personal questions?

Don't tell me you got a girl.

Sorry.

Trey convinced me to have a commitment ceremony.

- A what?

- It's like a wedding,

only not legal.

- Well, what do ya need that for?

- Yeah, my point exactly.

- Well, you kids.

I don't know, but whatever it is,

you just count me in.

- I like that one.

- Which one?

- That one. No.

It's too gaudy.

Come on, we agreed on something more simple.

- Okay, pick one!

I'm happy if you're happy.

- Okay, can we see the one in the corner, please?

- Sure, absolutely.

We can always order something from our catalog as well.

- Okay.

Thanks.

- Are you two having a wedding?

- God forbid, don't call it a wedding.

- It's just a small ceremony.

- I love that. I think that's so cool.

When two people ...

Yeah.

Congratulations.

- Six years, and finally get this guy to commit.

- This is the one.

- Sammy was tellin' pretty good jokes today.

What do you call 100 faggots at the bottom of the ocean?

A good start.

How do you save a faggot from drowning?

Take your foot off his head. Oh, shit.

Come on, man, what's up?

- You just shut the fuck up, all right?

- What's your problem? Shut up!

Shut the fuck up!

I don't like to hear the word "faggot."

All right? It makes me sick to my stomach.

- You tell him! Makes me wanna fuckin' puke,

so just shut up.

- Jesus Christ.

- Those fuckin' guys livin' next door.

- You know we could always do somethin' about it.

- Yeah, I'm gonna do something.

- All right, then.

- Good one, Connor.

You see the difference in the follow-through?

- Yeah, I guess.

- You'll get it.

Let's go in. I'm hungry.

- Come on, sweetie.

Hey.

Oh. Hey.

Phoebe.

Sorry about that.

She's really a sweet dog when she gets

- You're goin' to hell.

You know that, don't you?

Christ didn't die for your sins

so you could go off and do perverted shit.

- I'm Jewish.

- You just watch your back.

- Are you threatening me?

- Just read the Bible.

Go get yourself some God.

That's all I'm saying.

- That's all you're saying.

Come on, girl.

- Pastor Boyd: - Who was that?

- You don't wanna know.

- Pastor Boyd: - Look at me.

You been drinkin'?

- My next door neighbors are a couple of faggots.

How do you like that, Pastor?

- No, back the other way!

- Come here! Come here, you!

Come here, come here!

- Hey, sis.

- Hey. Time to go, bud.

So, how was shopping?

- Well, we ordered the rings,

if that's what you mean.

- Guess you can't back out now.

- Yeah. Just hope I don't puke

in front of everyone.

- Hey, game tomorrow.

Don't forget your hat this time. Huh, huh?

- I won't.

- I'll make sure.

- Bye, Uncle Trey. Bye, Uncle Robbie.

- Thanks.

- Bye-bye.

- Hey, so what was bothering you before?

- Well, I ran into our new neighbor.

Apparently, he's got a problem with the gays.

- Yeah?

At least we can forget the housewarming gift.

Let's have a baby.

- If only it were that simple.

- It could be fun trying.

- I'll make you a deal.

- Okay.

- Let's get all this wedding stuff

out of the way first, okay?

And then, we can talk about having kids.

But ...

Only after taking a parenting class.

- What?

A parenting class?

- Yeah! I wanna make sure we do things right,

for the right reasons.

- Robbie, you don't always have to do

everything by the book.

- All I'm asking is that we can- Okay!

Okay, okay.

Okay, I'll do it.

- You will?

- Whatever it takes.

- Oh, hi, I'm Chris.

- Hi. I know who you are.

I know all about you.

What do you want?

- I was just bringin' by

- What do ya got there?

- It's from my church.

- Oh.

You a church pusher?

- No, ma'am. I'm ...

- I already go to church.

"Judge not, and ye shall not be judged,"

thou hypocrite.

I don't want none of your horseshit.

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

- Just a minute.

You listen to me, altar boy.

You best leave us all alone.

And let me tell you one thing, too.

You mess with my boys over here,

and you are messin' with me,

and believe you me,

you do not wanna mess with me.

I may be a girl,

but I ain't stupid, and I ain't afraid.

And I got my eye on you.

You can go now.

Get your little fanny back to Sunday school.

- It's nice havin' you here.

When you get married and have children of your own,

you'll understand what I'm talking about.

Speaking of that,

you haven't said anything about Katelyn in a while.

How's she doing?

Does she like graduate school?

- I wouldn't know.

- Pastor Boyd: - What's that supposed to mean?

- It means I wouldn't know.

We broke up.

- What happened?!

- Pastor Boyd: - What'd you do to that girl?

Get on the phone right now, and apologize to her.

- I didn't do anything.

It was two months ago.

- Pastor Boyd: - And you're just gettin' around

to tellin' us now?!

- Yeah.

- Pastor Boyd: - You sure made me look like a damn fool.

- How?

- Pastor Boyd: - I told Pastor Phillips

that she was gonna be our daugther-in-law, that's how.

- I never said anything!

- Pastor Boyd: - What is wrong with you, son?

- Pastor, please, let's just- Pastor Boyd: No.

He takes a lot of pleasure in disappointin' me.

He does.

- We just thought you two

- Mother!

It's none of your business!

- Pastor Boyd: - Hey, don't you smart-talk

your mother like that!

- May I be excused? Pastor Boyd: No!

- Chris, please.

- Pastor Boyd: - Hey, wait a minute!

Come here! We're not finished talking!

- A common misconception

about becoming a Christ follower,

I hear this all the time.

People see a contradiction in a God of mercy

sending his people to hell!

Well, God does not send us to hell.

We are already on the way there.

We were born sinners. God i-

- Who's Vince Morgan?

- I just stopped by his office.

- You met with him?

- All I did was ask some questions. That's it.

- Why didn't you tell me?

- I was going to.

It's no big deal.

- Trey, you went to an adoption agency without me,

without even telling me.

That's a big deal.

- A customer came by and gave me his card.

I went and talked to him.

- You're always doing this.

- Okay, okay. I'm sorry. Okay?

- We had an agreement.

- You're right. I shouldn't have done it.

- I'd at least think you'd want me there.

- Robbie.

I said I was sorry, okay?

I was wrong, once again.

Can we drop it?

Hello?

- Yeah, is Robbie there?

- Just a second.

- This is Robbie.

God, I completely forgot.

Let me just get to my computer.

- I'll take her.

- Yeah, you can still fund a SEP.

Actually, you have until you file the return.

Do you wanna see what kind of difference that would make?

- Oh. Come here.

We'll do it again.

Give me kisses! Give me kisses!

Take it! Go take it!

Where is it?!

No stick, no kiss!

- I can save $800.

Okay.

Well, if you want,

you could pick it up next week.

- What is it, Phoebs?

A squirrel?

A squirrel?

- This is Robbie.

- Hey, can you talk?

- What's wrong?

- Nothing!

I just had a thought.

- Just hold on one sec.

Hello?

Stella voiceover: Listen, I need a favor.

I need to know if you can watch Connor this weekend.

- I thought Dan was coming up to get him.

Stella voiceover: Well, now he's not, apparently.

Stella voiceover: This Houston conference.

- Stella, Stella. It's fine.

When has anything like this ever been a problem?

Stella voiceover: You sure?

- Yeah.

Yeah, bring him up!

- Okay.

All right, bye.

Hey, you still there?

Hello?

Trey.

Call back.

Hey, sweetie. Hey!

Hey, honey! How you doin'?

Trey?

Trey!

Trey!

Trey.

Oh, God.

Oh, my God. What happened?

What happened?

Trey!

Trey!

Hello?

I need an ambulance.

- Clamp it there.

- There you go.

- I'm Jim, and I'm an alcoholic.

I wanna welcome Mike to the group.

- Hi, Mike.

Mike, you, uh ...

You pretty much just told-

- Jim.

Let's go!

- What?

- Come on, let's go!

- There wasn't anybody at the park

when you found him?

- No.

- Can you think of anybody

who might have done this?

- My neighbor.

- Your neighbor?

- Chris ...

Boyd.

He moved in a few weeks ago.

- Trey McCoy's family?

It's fine.

He's very critical.

He's in a coma.

Now, there's a possibility his back may be broken,

but we won't know for sure

until we're finished with his x-rays.

What concerns us most right now

are the head injuries that he's received.

He has a large fracture on the back of his skull

that's causing fluid to build up on his brain.

Now, we're optimistic that the pressure

from this fluid will subside soon.

But until then, we just have to wait and see.

- I wanna see him. Of course.

- What?

- Where were you last night?

- Why?

- You still asleep, man?

- I was.

- Alton voiceover: - I tried calling you last night.

Where were you?

- I was out.

- Alton voiceover: - Well, didn't you check your machine?

- No, I got in late.

- Mm-hmm.

- Let's go. Yeah.

- This way.

Mr. Boyd?

- Nobody here.

- Pastor Boyd: - Howdy.

What can I do for ya?

- Pastor, I'm Detective Fisher.

This is Detective Loy.

We're looking for your son, Christopher.

- Pastor Boyd: - Oh, a woman detective.

That's nice to see.

- Do you know where he is?

- Pastor Boyd: - What is this about?

- One of his neighbors was attacked last night.

We wanna ask him some questions.

- Pastor Boyd: - Come on in.

- Thank you.

- Pastor Boyd: - Martha, you wanna get this nice young lady

and her friend something to drink?

- Oh, please don't.

That's quite all right, ma'am.

Pastor, did you see your son at all last night

between 8:00 and 9:00?

- Pastor Boyd: - Well, why don't ya ask him yourself?

Martha, go get Chris, would you?

- He's here?

- Pastor Boyd: - Yeah.

You're thinking this might have somethin' to do with him?

- No, sir.

- That's what we're trying to find out.

- He's a possible witness.

- Pastor Boyd: - My boy, Chris.

- Mr. Boyd, we'd like to speak with you.

- Pastor Boyd: - Well, he'll tell you he was with me

'till about, what, 10:00 last night?

- Thank you, Pastor.

I'd like to speak to your son alone,

if you don't mind.

- I got here about 5:00 or 5:30.

- How long were you here?

- Well, I told you he was here till after 10:00.

- Where did he go?

- Home.

- Did you leave here at all between 5:00 and 10:00?

- No, ma'am.

- How about when you got home?

Did you notice anything suspicious

in the neighborhood?

Mr. Boyd?

- I didn't notice anything, no.

- When was the last time that you saw

either one of your neighbors,

Mr. McCoy or Mr. Levinson?

- I don't know.

A couple days ago?

- Ever have any ...

arguments, conflicts, that sort of thing?

- With my neighbors?

- Yes.

- No.

Like I said, I just moved in a couple weeks ago.

I don't even know them.

- Robbie Levinson?

I'm Detective Fisher.

How's he doing?

- Not good.

Is my neighbor in jail yet?

- No, he's not.

- Why not?

- We don't have enough evidence

to arrest anybody yet.

- Look, I'm telling you, he did it.

- He has an alibi.

- An alibi?

- His parents.

- And you believe him.

- We really don't have a choice at this point.

You told the responding officer

that he had threatened you.

Did he specifically threaten you with bodily harm?

- Not specifically, no.

- What did he say?

- He spouted off a bunch of crap

about Jesus and God.

He said I was going to hell. He's a homophobe.

- I know.

- God, he was pissed when he

found out about us.

- How so?

- He just was.

What do you mean, you know?

- Know what?

- I said he was a homophobe,

and you said you knew.

- We found an arrest on his record.

- An arrest?

- A few years ago, he and a friend of his

were caught vandalizing a man's home.

- A gay man?

- Yes.

He said that they'd been harassing him for weeks.

- Hmm, and what happened?

- The charges were dropped.

- That's gotta prove something.

- He's a suspect.

- Okay.

Well, the doctor said there's a chance

that Trey will remember what happened

when he wakes up, so ...

- I brought you a sandwich.

- Oh, Jim.

I just ...

I'm not hungry.

Thanks.

I knew that piece of shit

was gonna be trouble.

- You think he attacked Mr. McCoy?

- Oh, you're damn right I do.

- May I sit?

- You're in charge.

- He says he wasn't around here that night.

That's horseshit.

- I'm sorry. What do you mean?

- I mean horseshit. I saw him.

- You saw him?

- What did I just say?

- What time?

- It was after "Dr. Phil."

- You're gonna have to help me.

"Dr. Phil" is over at 7:00. Where you been?

- Where did you see him?

- I went out to turn off my sprinklers

and I seen him come up the road.

- Did you see him after that?

- No. He must have left.

- Do you know when?

- No, I don't know when.

I don't know, it was some time after he showed up.

You gonna let him get away with this?

- No.

- It's Trey and Robbie.

They're like my boys.

- You have a close relationship with them?

- Lady, you have kids?

- I have one.

- And you don't know that I would

do anything for them?

- Hey.

Hey, honey.

I'm sorry that I've been such an ass

about the whole wedding thing.

I don't know what's the matter with me.

I know it's important to you.

I know.

And you know what?

I do wanna start a family.

And I swear that I won't be so uptight from now on.

That alone should be worth waking up for, right?

- Father Tim: - For those of you who don't know,

Trey McCoy was attacked a few days ago,

and is recovering in the hospital.

I've spoken to his dad.

He wants you all to know how much

he and his family greatly appreciate the support

they've received from all of you.

I would ask that you continue to keep Trey

in your prayers and thoughts while he's in recovery.

We will begin today's service with a prayer.

"Father, we ask that we may find comfort

"in every sorrow and may see our way

"through darkness into light."

- Pastor Boyd: - Sin is the ruin and misery

of the human soul.

It is destructive in its nature,

and God has declared,

through many scriptures,

that he will punish the unrepentant sinner.

And they should be cast down into the fires of hell,

because they not only hate God,

they shame him, and they do not fear him.

- Father Tim: - God is love.

And religion is the law of love.

When a soul becomes filled with the love of God,

with a desire for all that is good,

it's become possessed of a new hold on existence.

- Father Boyd: - There are dark clouds of God's wrath

hanging directly over your heads,

full of the dreadful storm,

and the screaming of thunder,

and were it not for God's restraining hand,

it would immediately burst forth upon you!

You are in God's hands,

and it is uncertain what he will do with you.

- Father Tim: - No situation in life is hopeless.

Winter has its bright spots,

sickness, its comforts,

and the sharpest affliction, some solace.

Where there is nothing else, there is hope.

Whatever's good is given to all.

The sun shines for all.

Let us not forget what God explicitly tells us,

and that is to love thy neighbor as thyself.

- Pastor Boyd: - Sinners! You have despised

the mighty power of God!

Consider the danger that you are in.

It is a great furnace,

a wide and bottomless pit full of fire and brimstone

that you are held over.

- Father Tim: - Trust in the good of mankind,

and in the beauty of God.

- Pastor Boyd: - The wrath of God!

- Father Tim: - Acceptance.

- Pastor Boyd: - Abomination!

- Father Tim: - God is love.

- Pastor Boyd: - AND HE WILL PUNISH YOU!

- Trey.

Trey?

Trey!

Help! Somebody help, please!

Trey!

- I need assistance over here in two!

- Please! Trey!

- Hang on. Please, ma'am.

Can I get you to stand back a little bit?

Thank you.

- We did everything we could.

He had a severe hemorrhage.

We were not able to stop the bleeding.

I'm very sorry. He passed away.

- No!

- Mom?

Trey didn't make it.

I don't really wanna talk about it, but ...

At the hospital.

No, don't ...

Just ...

Just take your time.

And come tomorrow.

Mm-hmm.

No, I'm fine. Bye.

- Hi, this message is for Trey McCoy.

This is Carla with First-Class Weddings.

Wanted to let you know we got

your invitations in early!

You can pick them up whenever you're ready.

Okay, thanks a lo-

- Young Trey: - Mommy, I had a bad dream.

- Shh, it's okay.

It's okay. Mommy's here.

Mommy's here.

- Where did you get this?

- God hates homos.

- What?

- It's a website.

- Amazing.

- So, did you find anything else?

- The case is being transferred to Homicide.

- Homicide.

Does that mean you're not on the case, or ...

- No. I am.

But, I'll be working with Sergeant Esposito,

from Homicide.

He's been around a long time.

He's good.

- Okay, so what happens now?

- The investigation continues

just as it has been.

I know you're frustrated.

- Frustrated? Come on!

That asshole should be in jail!

- Just sit tight, Robbie,

and we'll find something.

We will.

- Screw the justice system,

'cause otherwise, it's gonna screw you.

- That's pretty cynical.

- Yeah, well ...

I've been around a long time.

I've seen a lot of crap.

And believe you me,

it ain't never about justice.

I know that for sure.

- What happened?

- My second husband happened, that's what.

- You never told me you had a second husband.

- Yeah, well it's not a subject

I really like to bring up.

I'm not real proud of it.

- What'd he do?

- Well, first off, he liked to beat

the shit out of me.

- Oh, honey.

- I didn't know it, 'till after

I married the son of a bitch.

But, the point is ...

Do you think that the law was there to protect me?

Do you?

'Cause you think again.

I had to protect myself

from him and the law.

Now, you listen to me, Robbie.

You hear what I'm gonna tell you.

You cannot rely on anybody but yourself,

and you cannot trust anybody but yourself.

♪ (lyrics) Onward, Christian soldiers

♪ Marching as to war,

♪ With the cross of Jesus

♪ Going on before,

♪ Against the foe,

♪ Forward into battle

♪ See his banners go,

♪ Onward, Christian soldiers

♪ Marching as to war

♪ With the cross of Jesus

♪ Going on before ♪

- Hey, what do you think you're doin' here?

- I came to the service.

- You're not allowed here.

- Why not?

- This is no place for ...

- Fags?

What're you afraid of, that it's contagious?

- I said get out.

- Don't you want more of us

to beat to death?!

- You stay away from me.

- You're not gonna get away with it.

- Now, I'm warning you.

- Or what?

- You leave me alone.

- Let me ask you a question.

Did God tell you to do it, huh?

It make you feel powerful?

Does your God approve of murder?

- Let me ask you a question.

Did God tell you to do it, huh?

It make you feel powerful?

Does your God approve of murder?

- What do you think?

- Nothing physical linking Boyd?

- There has to be something

besides the strong circumstantial evidence.

- Yeah, I think you're missing

the obvious here, Fisher.

Mr. Levinson?

- Yes.

- Sergeant Esposito, Dallas Homicide.

- Is there any news?

- May I come in?

- I don't understand why this is taking so long.

It seems like you guys are dragging your feet.

- Is that so?

I noticed the original report

that you an Mr. McCoy had an argument

just before the incident.

- What're you talking about?

- I just wanna know what happened.

- We had a disagreement.

- What about?

- Why does that matter?

- Did you two fight a lot?

- No. What do all these questions

have to do with my next door neighbor?

- Well, your neighbor tells me

he saw you and Mr. McCoy fight quite a bit.

- And you believe him?

- He also tells me

you've been harassing him.

- He killed my partner.

- He and two other people say he couldn't have.

- They're lying!

- Why would a respected pastor,

a man of God, lie to the police?

- To protect his son?

- A word of advice,

stay away from Chris Boyd.

- He's been arrested for gay bashing

for Christ's sake.

- All I know is what the evidence tells me.

And your fingerprints were the only ones on that bat.

- I explained that.

- Mr. Levinson, you wanna tell me

about the life insurance policy?

- We both had one on each other.

- Did you kill your boyfriend?

- I can't believe this is happening.

- It's a simple question.

- Get out of my house.

"And gave us the day and the night,

"and God made the sky above,

"and God made the water below."

- Where's Chris Boyd?

- Check the activity room.

- You're interrupting a meeting.

- What did you tell them?!

- BACK OFF!

- YOU'RE A LIAR!

- BACK OFF!

- Yes, we need help!

- What's goin' on here?

- Kathleen, call Stella.

- Where are you takin' him and why?

- Well, well, well.

Ms. Slansky.

Nice to see you again, Kathleen.

- Mr. Esposito.

Committin' another act of justice, I see.

- Now, I figured I'd run into you again eventually.

Now, you stay on the right side of the law this time.

Otherwise, I'll be taking you down, too.

Your boy here's being arrested for assault.

- You leave him alone, you mother ...

- Has she been coaching you, son?

- What are you doing?

- Sit down.

- I don't wanna sit.

- Close the door and sit down.

- You could have told me that you were

questioning Robbie Levinson as a suspect.

- When you've been doing this

- He didn't do it.

- Are you familiar with this case?

- You mean my case?

Yeah, I'm familiar with it.

- Well, then you know that his fingerprints

are all over the murder weapon,

which just happened to belong to the victim.

He was covered in the victim's blood,

and to top it all off, he's about to collect

half a million dollars in life insurance.

I mean, what am I missing here?

- The whole God damn story!

And Chris Boyd!

- Oh, yes. Right.

Chris Boyd is lying. Show me the proof.

- Kathleen Slansky's statement!

Oh, come on.

About that ...

You do me a favor.

You ask that old broad about her husband.

Her dead husband.

I mean, look at the facts, Fisher.

- You cannot just ignore Boyd's past.

- Oh, all too convenient for Levinson,

wouldn't you think?

Well, just because a man has had run-ins with homos ...

Homosexuals, doesn't mean he's a killer.

- Yeah, well neither does being a homo.

- Look, it looks like an open-and-shut case to me.

I've already talked to the DA about making a case.

- You did what?

You are not going to just shut me out of this.

- This is Homicide, Fisher.

Stick to something you can handle.

- Robbie, what is wrong with you?

- They're putting a restraining order on me.

- What?

- Yeah, to stay away from him.

I should've seen this coming.

- This isn't like you.

Hey. Promise me you won't do something like this again.

- He's lying to the police!

- Robbie!

- Hey.

You should get some rest.

- I'm fine.

- Fine? You haven't slept for days.

- You noticed?

I'm sorry.

I can't sleep.

I'm not like you.

I can't pretend that everything's back to normal.

My life will never be normal again.

- Not like me?

What, you think my life is all of a sudden

back to normal?

- How am I supposed to know, Jim?

You never talk to me about your hurt.

You never say anything to me.

At least, when you were a mean drunk, you ...

You told me how you were feeling, you know?!

You know, just forget it.

Excuse me.

- So, apparently this is about me.

Have I done something that I'm unaware of?

You're treating me like the enemy.

What the hell is going on?

- I told you what's going on.

Please, let's just drop it.

- No, let's not just drop it.

Barbara, I know there is something else happening here.

How can I help you if you're not gonna te-

- I don't want your help!

You can't help me.

Please, I'm just trying to do the laundry.

- Let me do something.

- Please, just leave me alone

- I wanna do something.

you to leave me alone right now.

- Barbara, this is doing you no good.

- Stop!

- Yes!

- You wanna know what you can do for me?

- Try me.

- I want my son back.

Can you do that for me?

- I don't wanna color anymore.

I want you to play with me.

- Give mommy one more minute.

- I don't know anything about it.

I swear, I was at my friend Sammy's.

Ask him.

- I'm gonna need to get contact information for Sammy.

Can you give me that?

- Yeah.

- You ever been in trouble with the law before, Alton?

- Nope. Never.

- Never? Hmm.

What about your arrest six years ago?

- Look, that was Chris's idea.

- Oh.

- What? It wasn't me, okay?

Isn't it obvious who did it?

- Who?

- Chris.

- Did Chris tell you he did it?

- No.

- So, to save your own ass,

you're saying he did it.

- Yeah, no. No, I didn't mean ...

Look, he wouldn't tell me where he'd been that night.

- He wasn't at home

because he was at his parents'.

- Not when I talked to his mom.

- You called his mother.

- Yeah, she said he wasn't there.

- You're lying to me.

- No.

- So why do you think he did it?

- Because he hates fag ...

Gay people.

- More than you do?

- Yeah.

- Mrs. McCoy?

- Who are you?

- I'm Martha Boyd.

Christopher Boyd's mother.

I hope you don't mind,

I got your address from the phone book.

Please, may I come in?

Could we sit and talk for just a minute?

- You can talk to me here.

- All right.

I just ...

I just really wanted to reach out to you,

from one mother to another.

I know we don't know each other,

but I feel that we are somewhat connected,

with all the stories in the paper,

and the things people are saying.

You can imagine the embarrassment

this is causin' our church.

- Get outta my house.

- Mrs. McCoy.

You need to know that Christopher

would never, ever do something like this.

My son is a ...

He's a decent, kind, God-fearing young man.

- Oh, really?

My son is dead.

- I know.

I know what you must be going through.

Tell you what,

Christopher has done some pretty foolish

things in his life.

Especially when he was a little boy.

By God's grace, he's always been able to stay on track,

but every time he would get into trouble,

I couldn't help but feel that somehow

I have failed as a mother.

I really do hope that you don't blame yourself

for the choices your son made.

- Excuse me?

Choices?

- Well, you know what I mean.

By living his life the way he did,

surely you understand that he was a target.

- Get out.

Get out!

- Pastor Boyd: - Sit down, Christopher.

You live your life in spite of me, boy?

Hmm?

Answer me.

- What do you want me to say?

- Pastor Boyd: - What is wrong with you?

You mind tellin' me what this is all about?

Hmm?

- That's not me.

- Pastor Boyd: - How 'bout that one?

Hmm?

- That's not me.

Are you havin' me followed?!

- Pastor Boyd: - What were you doin' in that evil place?

- Nothing.

- Pastor Boyd: - What were you doin' in there, son?

You tell me.

- That filthy, sinning faggot came onto me!

And I told him to get outta my face.

And he wouldn't leave me alone,

and he wouldn't listen to me,

and it was disgusting.

- Pastor Boyd: - What were you doin' in there

in the first place?

- I got lost. Pastor Boyd: YOU'RE LYING.

HOW 'BOUT THIS TIME? THIS TIME?

AND THE TIME BEFORE THAT?

AND THE TIME BEFORE THAT?!

You'll not humiliate me any longer.

Now, you will not betray God.

What have I done to deserve

such defiance from you, son?

- I didn't do anything wrong.

I told him he was gonna go to hell.

I told him to read the Bible.

- Pastor Boyd: - It was those fags that live next door,

wasn't it, those boys over there?

Huh?

I seen you with 'em.

They tried to recruit you?

Is that what happened?

I mean, you wouldn't do that on your own,

not my son.

They got to you, didn't they?

I was too late.

- Too late?

- Pastor Boyd: - I was too late.

- You did it.

Didn't you?

- Pastor Boyd: - You know what God does to those

said to be beyond repentance.

- You killed that boy next door?

- Pastor Boyd: - I wasn't gonna let them

take my own flesh and blood.

Now, this disgusting filth has gotta end.

In the name of God, it has got to stop,

and if somebody doesn't do somethin',

this plague is gonna infest the entire country.

Come back to God, son.

- You're sick.

- Pastor Boyd: - Come back to God, son.

Christopher!

- Chris?

Is that you?

I thought I heard you come in.

Is something wrong?

- Why do you put up with him?

- What're you talking about?

- You shoulda gotten out when you had the chance.

- Chris, aren't ya staying for supper?!

"He that is joined unto the Lord

"is one spirit.

"Flee fornication.

"Every sin that a man doeth is without the body,

"but he that commits fornication

"sins against his own body.

"Know ye not that your body is the temple

"of the Holy Ghost which is in you?!

"What shall we say then?

"Shall we continue in sin,

"that grace may abound?"

God forbid.

"For in that he died,

"he died unto sin once,

"but in that he lives,

"he lives unto God.

"Let not sin therefore reign in your mortal body,

"that ye should obey it in the lusts thereof.

"That the body of sin might be destroyed,

"and we should not serve sin.

"For he that is dead

"is freed from sin."

Pastor Boyd recording: In the name of God,

it has got to stop.

If somebody doesn't do something,

this plague is gonna infest the entire country.

Come back to God, son.

- Chris voiceover: - You're sick.

Pastor Boyd voiceover: Come back to God, son.

Christoph-

- Where'd you get this?

- Their church.

- I see.

And you, what do you know about this?

- I know it proves he killed my son.

- Were you there when he was recording?

- No.

- You have the confession, all right?

So, what happens now?

- Confession? Confession for what?!

- Are you an idiot?! I mean, it's right there!

- No, I didn't hear anyone confess to anything.

- You gotta be kidding me!

- With all due respect, Mrs. McCoy,

this doesn't even prove it is who he says it is.

If you broke into that church to get this tape,

you're in more trouble than you're already in.

- Why? 'Cause I got the truth?

- Because you broke the law.

You can't just record people without them knowing it.

You get 20 years alone just for this.

- You've gotta be kidding me!

You know exactly what's on that tape!

- You believe him?

Why are you protecting this guy?

- What's this really about?

- Esposito.

Oh, yeah. Sure.

Excuse me, Mrs. McCoy. Just sit tight.

♪ (lyrics) Father, where are you now,

♪ You let me drown,

♪ How could you forsake me ♪

♪ (lyrics) Oh God, please hear me now

♪ I'm going down

♪ No way to believe

♪ Jesus was crucified ♪

♪ (lyrics) By a 45 ♪

- This is Chris. Leave a message.

Martha voiceover: Chris ...

It's your mother.

I'm worried about you.

Call me, okay?

- Mrs. McCoy.

- Hey.

Wait a minute.

- You leave me alone.

- I need to talk to you.

Where you going?

- It's none of your business.

- Your father killed Trey.

I know you know.

You have to tell somebody.

You have to tell the police.

Hey, why can't you look at me, huh?

Why can't you even look at me?

Turn your head, just for a second!

- I'm not tellin' anybody anything.

- So, what about Phoebe?

- She's fine. She's at Stella's.

- And have you said anything to Stella about-

- No.

Look, Barbara, I can do this on my own, okay?

I mean they're gonna put me in jail any-

- You can't talk me outta this.

- I just want you to understand

- Don't try, Robbie.

- Okay.

I'm just worried about you.

- My life cannot possibly ...

- Here you go, hon.

- Thank you.

My life cannot possibly be destroyed

any more than it already has been.

I want ...

justice.

That's all I want.

- Mrs. Boyd, I know you said that Chris

was here the whole night.

But something about that just isn't right.

Alton Kachim called here that night looking for Chris.

- No, I'm sorry, darlin'.

He left about a half an hour ago.

- Did your husband tell you to lie?

- No, I wasn't lying.

They were together.

My husband went out to talk to Chris.

He told me.

- Mrs. Boyd, where is your husband now?

- He's workin'.

He works late.

- Pastor Boyd: - What is it?

- Don't answer it.

- Pastor Boyd: - Who are you?

- I'm Trey McCoy's mother.

Remember him?

- Pastor Boyd: - Do you have any idea who I am?

- Oh, yeah.

You murdered my son.

- Pastor Boyd: - That's insane.

- Well, he must be on his way home.

- Where's your son?

- He's been very upset.

He hasn't been returning my phone calls.

- Mrs. Boyd, here's my card.

Have your husband call me.

- Pastor Boyd: - I'll go to the police.

- That's what we want.

Then maybe you could explain this.

- Chris voiceover: - You killed that boy next door?

Pastor Boyd voiceover: I wasn't gonna let 'em

take my own flesh and blood.

Now this disgusting filth has gotta end.

In the name of God, it's gotta stop.

If somebody doesn't do somethin',

this plague is gonna infest the entire country.

Come back to God, s-

- You took my only child from me.

- Pastor Boyd: - Your child was an unrepentant,

plague-carrying abomination,

just like that one there.

- Is that why you did it?

Tell me.

- Pastor Boyd: - Why?

Read the Holy Bible, the word of God.

I didn't kill your son, God did.

I was merely his servant.

- Get up.

- Do it.

- Put your hands on your head.

- Pastor Boyd: - What you gonna do with that tape?

- We won't do anything with it,

if you just do what we say.

- Put those on.

- Pastor Boyd: - Your plan won't work.

It makes no sense.

- A lot of things don't make sense.

- Pastor Boyd: - You're crazy if you think

they're gonna believe you over me.

- Get in.

Go in.

- Pastor Boyd: - Why would I come here?

'Cause you know we have the tape,

and you wanna make sure we don't use it.

Now, get on the floor.

- Pastor Boyd: - Why?

- Get on the floor!

- Pastor Boyd: - No.

- You okay?

- Oh, yeah. I'm okay.

- Pastor Boyd: - My wife is waitin' for me.

- Good.

- Pastor Boyd: - You think God will forgive you for this?

Somebody help!

- Three, two, one.

Come on.

Operator, there's a strange man in my neighbor's yard.

- Okay, I'm ready.

- Pastor Boyd: - Ready for what?

- I don't know if I can do this.

- We can't go back now.

- Pastor Boyd: - Do what?

- Don't look at me!

- Pastor Boyd: - Don't do this!

Don't do this!

- You can do it, Mom.

Barbara ...

- Pastor Boyd: - Barbara, don't do this, no!

- Do it!

- Pastor Boyd: - Don't listen to him!

- Oh, Robbie!

- I'm okay.

- Barbara!

- Stay there!

- Pastor Boyd: - You people are insane!

Stop that!

- Pick it up!

- Pastor Boyd: - That's mine. Where'd you get that?

- Pick up the gun!

- Pastor Boyd: - No, I won't!

- Go.

- I wanna see.

- No.

You gotta hurry. They're already on their way.

I got it.

Look at me.

Pastor Boyd:(crying) You lied to me.

You're gonna kill me.

- Pastor Boyd: - I'll confess. It's too late.

- Pastor Boyd: - Listen now, I'll do anything you want.

Just think about what you're doin' now.

I got a family, I'm beggin' you.

Please, think about this.

You know my boy?

He's like you.

Think about him now.

"The Lord is my shepherd,

"I shall not want,

"He maketh me lie down in green pastures,

"He layeth beside me-"

"A man lies with another man,

"he does that which is detestable.

"He shall be put to death.

"And the blood shall be on his own head."

[unintelligible] somebody's boy.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Is he gonna be all right?

- Does that feel good?

- Mm-hmm.

- Listen, I can stay a couple of hours.

Jim said he could come back later and get me.

- That's okay. Stella's gonna

be here in a little bit.

- How you doing?

- Been better.

- We found Chris Boyd.

We've notified him of the death of his father.

He's agreed to make a statement.

- A statement?

- Against his father.

I guess that's all.

I just thought you might wanna know.

Mr. Levinson.

We're not perfect.

- Thank you, sir.

- Fisher!

- Sergeant.

- I owe you an apology.

- Wow.

Thank you.

I got a question for you though.

Just a hypothetical.

If you were gonna go out

and shoot to kill someone,

wouldn't you do it with a fully-loaded gun?

Just to be on the safe side?

- I've never gone out to shoot to kill someone.

- Well, maybe you could explain to me

why Boyd showed up with only

two bullets in that gun of his.

- What're you getting at?

- It's just all strange to me.

Well, I guess it doesn't matter.

It's something to think about.

See ya.

- See ya.