All language subtitles for True.Detective.s03e03.Eng

Yeah, I think her and me...

was as close as she could give
the thing a happy ending.

It's as much about us
as anything.

You found him, didn't you?
You look like you haven't slept.

Right now, our focus is
trying to find this little girl.

What about that fella?
Always digging through
everybody's trash.

Sure you didn't see anything?

I was going
in the other direction.

Have you seen this doll before?

Halloween. Julie got one.

JIM DOBKINS:
Girl got one of these dolls

and then you found two of them
at the crime scene?

You sure you wanna keep talking
to those TV people?

WAYNE HAYS: It's bringing things
back, going over the case.

I'm remembering things.

HENRY HAYS: I think
I would want you to enjoy
the family you have around you.

We believe the missing girl
was contacted by her abductor

while she participated
in Halloween last week.

WAYNE: I knew
they wouldn't listen to me.

-What am I supposed to do?
-They ain't my tribe, man!

ROLAND WEST:
Vice gave me a dude to look at.

-(GRUNTS)
-HAYS: I wanna get him.

TOM: What is that, huh?
What's that mean?

What's it mean?
Hmm?

( music playing )

♪ I got a letter this mornin' ♪

♪ How do you reckon it read? ♪

♪ Said, "Hurry, hurry,
the man you love is dead" ♪

♪ I got a letter this mornin' ♪

♪ How do you reckon it read? ♪

♪ It was sayin' "Hurry, hurry ♪

♪ The man you love is dead" ♪

♪ Well,
I grabbed up my suitcase ♪

♪ And I took off
down the road ♪

♪ When I got there he was
layin' on the coolin' board ♪

♪ Grabbed up my suitcase ♪

♪ And I took off
down the road ♪

♪ Mmm, when I got there
he was layin' ♪

♪ Layin' on the coolin' board ♪

♪ Mmm, mmm ♪

It's just like
the paperwork says.
Read the report.

Jim Dobkins: Our feeling
is that the prosecution

didn't make a full accounting
or mount a suitable case.

So we have
to do that now--

get the full accountin'.

( clears throat )

Around the end
of the first week,
family got the note.

John Bowen:
Envelope's handwritten,
so this isn't a brainiac.

Processing stamp's
from a post office
in Farmington--

that could have been dropped
in any mailbox.

We're puttin' men out there
to canvass.

You see this?

Bowen:
Twiggs said they've been

fielding calls
from Martians all day.

What's the Ozark
Children's Outreach?

Burt Diller:
Some charity.

Roland:
You think it's true?

Girl's alive?

I think she is.

What were you
focusing on prior?

Neighborhood surveillance.
Like it says in the report.

Right, yeah. Uh...

"All day."
Mm-hmm.

But you guys
didn't get to the house
till after everybody else.

I mean, you'd have
got there first

if you were in
the neighborhood,
wouldn't you?

Well, mighta
taken the call late, or--

I'm a little fuzzy.

Wayne probably has
a better memory.

The picture doesn't show
anything new.

Nothing that suggests
a blackout,

and that's good.

Since your CT scan
looks clean,

I think the concern
right now is the need

to adjust your lifestyle
to what's happening.

I wasn't--

He explained it wrong.

Didn't drive in my sleep
or any kind of "state."

I mean...

at the time, I...

I believe I-I did know
what I was doin'.

It's only I forgot later.

We're just gonna have to
do some things differently.
OK, Dad?

I went up there for a reason.
I just can't remember.

It's not like I'm losin' it.

Henry:
Do you remember
the rest of dinner at my place?

Remember me driving you home?

Yeah.

Heather drove you home.

Now we're playing "gotcha."

Doctor: Mr. Hays,
your son loves you.

Our only concern
is for your well-being.

I know my son loves me, Doctor.

But thanks for
walking me through that.

The place you found yourself.

Do you know why you might
have wanted to go there?

Does it have
any significance?

Henry:
Yeah. It did.

He did a couple interviews
for this show.

Been talkin' about an old case
took place out there.

- What, you rattin' on me?
- What, are you workin' a case?

It was never fully solved.

People don't remember
being babies--

it's good we get
to revisit this stage
at the end.

Mr. Hays, believe me,

I can understand
your frustration
with the disease.

A disease
you can't even say
what it is.

We can say what it
almost certainly is.

I told you.

You try puttin' me in a home,
I'll off myself.

Put it out your head.

Amelia:
Don't you want to know?

You do.

And she needs help,
doesn't she?

Amelia:
Julie.

Wayne: Yeah.

You know, it was just a case
when I caught it.

I didn't know it'd be my last.

You with the book
these last years...

I feel like I'm....

tired of this thing
being in our lives.

Like when we met.

I mean, Saturday night,
your mom's got the kids...

got this thing
sittin' between us.

So what do you
want to do?

I don't know.

There was a motel back there.

We could just drink
and have sex all night.

Boy, that'd be great.

Alan said so far
they have her prints
on the counter

and some shelves
in the main area.

Were there any
behind the pharmacy?

He didn't know.
Sallisaw PD's got it.

Shouldn't you talk to them?

May come back on me.

It's not like if they check,
someone's gonna have my back.

( Wayne sighs )

What if I talk to them?

Sallisaw.

An author with
a book about the case.

I have galleys,
I'm legitimate,

- I bet I could get 'em
to share with me.
- I doubt it.

No, no, no, no, no.

I'll get done up,

bookish but sexy,

intimidated by
those big, tough cops.

( chuckles )
This is, like...

Afro Hart to Hart? That it?

- Amelia: Come on.
- ( laughing )

Wanna use the pay phone,
we're here? Check on the kids?

Why don't I call
from the motel?

( chuckles )

( starts car )

We need to walk it back.

Re-examine it all.

It's like a thing's
staring right at us.

Got that feelin' myself.

( kids laughing )

The Purcells.
Said they were gonna play
with their neighbor,

- the Boyle kid.
- Yeah?

But he said
they didn't have any plans.

Why would the Purcell kids
lie about meeting the Boyle kid?

What were they up to?

What were they really doin'?

Back to the kids.

Talk to the parents again,

the Boyle kid,
any others knew 'em.

Go back through the house
again, right?

Yeah, right on.

That's good, man.

Get that teacher
to help with the kids.

Roland:
Wayne had the idea them kids
would tell him stories.

And he was correct.

Y'all fucked
a good detective there.

You know that, right?

I wouldn't argue with you.

But it wasn't me.

Probably didn't even
give you shit for it
when you saw him, huh?

I can't say he did,
no.

Purple Hays. My man.

Tried to get him transferred
over here twice, ya know?

Blocked both times
by the major's office.

Told me not to ask again.

Feels like we should
stay on point.

I'm makin' a point, son.

Roland: You played with
Will and Julie a lot, huh?

Ronnie Boyle:
Not really. I mean,

I hung out with Will
at school a little.

But y'all hung out
after school.

His dad said y'all
played after school.

No, sir.
We didn't play much.

I mean, I told him
he could come over sometime

to see the new puppy,
but that's it.

James Boyle:
He's home after school.
Or at basketball now.

He don't go out
playin' much.

Roland:
You said they played a lot--
that neighbor, Ronnie Boyle?

- ( opens pop-top )
- Yeah, well...

three, four times a week.

They're best friends.

Did Ronnie ever come over here
to the house?

Did you ever see him
when the kids get together?

Um, no...

I guess not.

I mean, I know him
and his parents
from school.

And they'd go over
to his place.

Well, actually,
looks like they didn't
really play together.

Tom: What is this--

What's this mean?

Why aren't you out there
lookin' for her?

That's where she is.
Out there. She's alive.

The letter said
she's out there.

Feds are runnin'
a wide search,
Mr. Purcell,

and they have
a lot more manpower.

We're just trying to focus
on what's personal.

Roland: Would you folks
be all right

if we started going back
through some of their things?

We're afraid now we...
we mighta overlooked somethin'.

What?

We just don't know, ma'am.

Roland:
We'll process this stuff

and get it back to ya.

Don't lose it, OK?

We won't.

Say, one of you used
to work at Hoyt Foods?

Yeah, I did.

On the chicken line.

Quit a year or two ago.

Make better money in tips
at the Sawhorse.

Why?

Just asking.

Thank you, now.

So Wayne opened up
that the kids weren't doin'
what they said they were.

With that big reward,
brought everybody
out the woodwork.

Alan:
You see Wayne much anymore?

Not at all, really.

And I don't know why.

No hard feelin's, though?

Not between him and me.

We were good friends,
as I see it.

I think it was...

once we stopped
workin' together,

we just stopped.

Sometimes it's like that
with people.

( chatter )

Dad, can I get
a Transformer?

No.

Can we get something
from the toys, Dad?

- If it's cheap?
- No.

Where the hell's the charcoal?

- How about if
it's only a dollar?
- No.

Stores aren't supposed
to be this big.

Can we at least
go look at the toys?

No. You guys have
to stay with me.

So we're tryin'
to update the book,
if possible.

Hearing about her prints
at the drugstore,

it's very significant.

How'd you hear
about that?

My ex-husband.

He's a cop in Arkansas.

Always had a thing
for cops, I guess.

Kitting:
We got a few partials
and a lot of fulls.

We verified it
with the state crime lab.

It's definitely a match.

Were any of her prints
found behind the pharmacy?

No. But we didn't get
to keep workin' the scene,
neither.

End of the day,

store just wanted
to get back to business.

- So hers were just the shelves.
- Cop: Yes, ma'am.

We only focused
on the robbery,
and that was months ago.

I'm about to clock out.

You wanna grab a bite?
We can talk more about it?

All right.

Hey... I think we're done.

That was awful, right?

Since you guys were so good,
I'll let you get one thing.

- Yes!
- Feel better, sad guy?

( laughs )

Where's your sister?

She was right behind me.
I don't know.

Come on.

Both:
Becca!

Becca!

Becca!

Becca! Becca!

- Becca! Becca!
- Woman ( P.A.): ...please
come to customer service.

Look for the nearest
Wal-Mart representative

and ask them to bring you
to customer service.

- Rebecca Hays.
- It's been ten minutes.
Need to lock down the store.

- Shut all the doors,
nobody in or out.
- Uh...

Listen to me. I'm a cop.
State Police.

Lock down the store now.
I'll make an announcement,
give me the mic.

- Sir, I don't think that you--
- Give me the mic!
- Rebecca: Hi.

- Where were you?
- I don't know.

They were giving out chips
in one place,

and I stopped to eat some,
and y'all were gone.

Goddamnit, you can't do that!
You hear me?!

Don't fuckin' do that,
Rebecca!

( crying )

- Oh...
- ( continues crying )

OK. OK.

Let's go. Let's just go home.

( indistinct announcement
over P.A. )

Man:
We were happy to help.

Especially once we heard
she was a former employee
of ours.

Just, it led to
a lot of false tips.

You know, it's better
to coordinate this kind of thing

between our offices.

But we did.

The board cleared it with
the county prosecutor's office.

I don't see any pictures
of y'all puttin' up rewards
for anybody.

Up till now, we've tended
to help families

with children that needed
medical treatment.

But with it all over the news,
and knowing the mother

used to be in our family
of workers,

the board voted to contribute.

When did this outreach start?

Mr. Hoyt endowed
the foundation

after they lost
their granddaughter
a couple of years ago.

Mother worked on
the chicken line.
Where's that building?

Uh, let's see....

it would be one of...

those two.

You know what
would help?

Names and dates of hire

for every employee
that works at this plant.

That's nearly
700 people.

Faster we get 'em back,
the better.

All right. Sure. Of course.

We'll start
getting it together
right now.

And the big man--
Mr. Hoyt-- he ever here?

Well, hardly, no.
Mr. Hoyt's been in Africa
since mid-October.

- Safari.
- Oh, yeah?

My partner's
a bit of a hunter himself.

( clacking )

( whirring )

( telephone rings )

State PD. Task Force.

Uh-huh.

The girl's bein' held
at a snake farm in Huntsville?

And how do you know this, ma'am?

Listen, we closed right now,

but do me a favor-
call back in the mornin'.

This number,

and ask for
Agents Bowen or Diller.

- FBI.
- ( Wayne chuckles )

Tell 'em what
you're tellin' me.

All right, now.

( hangs up phone )

Lady seen Julie Purcell
in a dream.

She say her dreams
always come true.

All this stuff's
about that game.

Couldn't find his dice, but--

I'm not seein' anything.

Except he played a lot...

and them other kids
didn't play with him, huh?

Who gave Julie the doll,
met 'em in the woods?

Who played the game with Will?

Where'd they go after school?

They were meant to be
with that neighbor.

So what was
your next move?

Roland: Shut down the park,
except for search parties.

They were still doin' 'em
every day. Mostly volunteer.

State park's
about 2500 acres.

Amelia:
So, how does it work?

Spot patterns.

Disturbance, flattening.

It's there, you just
have to look for it.

Bent grass,
compressed ground.

You tracked men
in the war?

I did.

Did you march?

I did.

Funny how the protests stopped
once the draft ended.

Hey, that, uh,
poem you were teaching...

Yeah. You had
some thoughts
about it?

He says
you call the story Time.

But you can't say its name.

Why is that?

I think it's because

we're in time...
and of time...

but to name--

You separate yourself from
something when you name it,

and I think he means
we can't be separated from time.

Oh.

I thought he meant
it was like the name of God.

You know,
how the Hebrews weren't
supposed to say God's name.

Oh.

Think maybe we should
have dinner sometime?

( crickets chirping )

( footsteps approach )

- Amelia: Hey.
- Hi.

Those Sallisaw boys
couldn't stop tellin' me stuff.

I was pretty tremendous.

I think I have
a future at this.
( laughs )

- You're reading it! Finally.
- Not really.

Keep seeing my name.

Are you drunk?

No, I'm--

I had a drink at dinner.

This detective
took me out to eat.

- Oh, terrific.
- No, actually,

I got a lot of info from him.

Listen, her fingerprints
were found just on the shelves
in the cosmetics aisle.

Looks like she was
probably a customer.

They had the prior week's
surveillance footage,

I think they're gonna let me
take a look at it.

I didn't get any
of the shit you want.

At Wal-Mart.

OK.

Did something happen?

- Are the kids all right?
- The kids are fine.

- Are you all right?
- I'm all right.

But one thing.
One favor.

Do not come bouncin' in here,
half in the bag,

all giddy about this shit.

Can you do that?

Can you summon
the mental resolve

to shut up
about this shit with me?

If you feel this way,
you don't have to talk
to me like that.

- You could just tell me.
- You've been told.

Why don't you go
check on your kids since
you haven't seen 'em all day.

- They're supposed
to be in bed.
- Fuck off.

I'm with them five times
the amount you are for a job
that treats you like shit.

I don't really
feel like tradin' curses.
I said my piece.

I'm not gonna stop,
Wayne.

( indistinct chatter )

( unzips bag )

Patrol's got the scene.
Forensics is on the way.

That's where the boy died.

Somebody carried him
to the cave.

The office checked
the field reports.

Nobody talked to this guy.

And the farm road's
not on our maps.

I already talked
to your people.

Man came here
the next day.

What man?

Was he police?
Sheriff's?

Man in a suit.
Showed me a badge.

Asked me about
those missin' kids,

if I'd seen anything.

Can you describe him?

A normal guy.
White. A suit.

Showed me a badge.

What'd you tell him?
Did you see anything?

I told him
I seen those kids 'fore.

Two or three times.
They come down my road
and into the woods.

Couple afternoons
I seen 'em.

- You see anybody else?
- Yeah.

Told him I seen a car
out here a couple times.

Nice one. Brown. Man and woman.

Uh, but it--
but it wasn't the same day.

What'd they look like?
The man and woman.

Like y'all.

Black and white.

Man was Negro.

I couldn't see faces.

Now, most times,

you gotta be lookin'
for our place...

but sometimes people
come out here.

Sir?

You mind we search
your property?

Yes, sir, I mind.

Don't you need a warrant
for somethin' like that?

If you make us get one.

I think you'll have to, son.

Director:
Can I ask...

do you feel there was
sufficient coverage
of the neighborhood

during the canvassing?

Yes, I do.

We brought whatever we had.

General rule is,
you start close,
then work your way out.

Did officers conduct
multiple interviews

- with all potential witnesses?
- Yes. Mm-hmm.

And, uh, I feel like, honestly,

everyone was givin'
everything they had.

Well, we have people
who say they were never
questioned by the police,

although they remember
the officers going door to door.

Wayne: Hmm.

I don't know.

If anyone got overlooked,
it was a mistake.

We had over a hundred
law enforcement officers
out there.

Some residents
did get talked to
three or four times.

But nobody spoke
to these people.

And we found two
who both separately claim
to have witnessed

a very nice brown sedan
driving around
the neighborhoods,

and later,
away from Devil's Den
on the day of the murder.

Brown sedan?

A witness said police
talked to him once,

and he told them about the car,
but they never came back.

And there's
no mention of the sedan
in the field reports.

Another said police
never took a statement,

but they both noticed the car
because it was new
and upscale,

and that was unusual
for the area.

And that the vehicle
kept driving around.

( camera clicks )

Treads.

I remember. Treads.

Another former resident,
Charles Snyder,

said two weeks before,
he reported that his boy
and a friend

had told of a black man
with a scar, in a suit,

at the cul-de-sac
where the kids played
near Devil's Den.

No one ever came back
to question him.

None of this is mentioned
in the official reports.

This alone, don't you think,
points to serious flaws

in the investigation
from the beginning?

What's goin' on?

Really.

You have some new evidence?

Are you lookin' for Julie?
You find somethin'?

- Henry: That's enough
for today.
- No, I'm all right.

- I think we're doing well.
- I'm sure you do.

You see his distress?
This man is ill, Elisa.

- Henry--
- That is enough.

For today.

- ( dog sniffing )
- Wayne: Over there.

Other side of the tree line.

It's hard to find.
Kinda hidden.

That's where they played.

We need to process
these toys.

Can bag the toys,
but we need pictures
to show the parents.

( tires screeching )

( horn honking )

( honking continues )

Man 1: Hey.

( truck doors open, close )

Eddie:
Get up.

What's goin' on?

What are you doin',
skulking around here?

Wha--

We got kids playin' out here,

and we don't need you
lurkin' around 'em.

My kids and two others
say you keep comin'
around that field

where they all play.

What are you comin' around
the kids for?

I'm not.

I don't.

- I have kids.
- No, you don't.

And we don't want you around,
ya hear?

I live here! I have rights!

I fought for
your fuckin' rights,
you asshole--

( grunting, groaning )

You're a goddamn bum.

You stay away
from these kids.

And stay out
of our neighborhood!

( all grunting, groaning )

( Woodard groaning )

You hear me now, boy?

You don't come around here
no more.

We don't see you,

and God help you if you talk
to another child out here.

( engines start )

Man:
Get the fuck outta here!

( hinges creak )

( coffee maker gurgling )

So how's life in charge?

Ahh.

It's got its good and bad.

You talked to 'em?
Alan's firm?

Yeah, they approached me.

The guy's kids hired them,
he said.

Roland:
But you support it?

Reopenin' it?

They tell you
about the fingerprints?

Yeah.

You have any idea
what that means to me?

I have to imagine.

But yes, sir.

You know, I...

I think of Lucy.

I wish she was
still around
to hear this.

Two years ago now.

Alan had her file.

I had the body brought back
from Vegas.

What about you?

How you doin'
with all this now?

I'm still sober.

Five years.

I know.

I'm proud of you, man.

So, uh...
I got my Higher Power,

and he's putting this
in front of me now.

Cream and
extra sugar still?

Yes, sir.
Like a dessert.

How about the other one?

Your partner.
He still around?

He's on the job.

Hasn't been in major crimes

in a long time.

Anyways, yeah,
me and him...

kinda lost touch.

You didn't have
to check on me,
Lieutenant West.

You've done more for me
than just about anybody.

Pulled me out of that hole
five years ago.

Nah.

You done good.

Can I ask you for somethin'?

You can ask.

Would you pray with me?

God...

save me from anger.

God... save me
from resentment.

God, save me from my judgments
and prophecies,

my-- my need to control.

I have known you
by the hawk and the dove...

and I live at
your infinite compassion.

Lord,

guard what I hold dear,

and let me never
hold too dearly

anything of this world.

Amen.

( recorder beeps )

Brown sedan.

Farmer talked about a...

brown sedan...

'80..

We knew.

Was that who...
they played with?

Hmm.

She wrote a bit about
how the games we found...

got people worried that
kids were gettin' killed

playin' this stuff...

or something...

Henry was, uh,

five or six, I think,
when she started writing.

Becca would have been...

three or four.

( recorder beeps )

Amelia:
Scientists now theorize

an infinite number of
dimensions outside our own.

Einstein said past,
present, and future

are all a stubbornly
persistent illusion.

Ohh... Oh, God.

And are you waking up
to that illusion?

Now, while things fall apart,

are you starting
to see them clearly?

And at the end
of all things...

are you awakening
to what you withheld?

( breathing heavily )

Did you confuse
reacting with feeling?

Did you mistake
compulsion for freedom?

Please, not--
not like this.

( grunts )

And even so...

did you harden your heart
against what loved you most?

Not like this.

Not like this.

Oh, sweetheart.

Did you think
you could just go on

and never once
have to look back?

Please, I--
I don't deserve this. I--

Whatever's happening,
I-I don't deserve this.

No, you don't.

But it's happening anyway.

I'm so sorry.

( young Rebecca laughing )

( both kids laughing )

Where is it? I--

( panting )

How much...
do I have to lose?

Everything.

Same as everybody else.

I lost Becca.

No, you didn't.

Not the way you think.

You're worried
what they'll find.

What you left
in the woods.

Finish it.

- ( typewriters clacking )
- ( office chatter )

( chatter continues )

( typing continues )

Got a message.
The lieutenant
wanted to meet you.

Movin' up
in the world.

( grunts )

Tom: No.
I don't recognize 'em.

I think. I mean...

I know I didn't
buy any of these.

Ma'am?

I don't think so.

I don't really remember.

I'm the one
bought 'em toys.

I don't recognize
any of those.

Tom:
This about the reward?

Someone called us.

What's it have to do with?

Where'd you find these?

Roland:
Looks like the kids
had this kinda...

play area hidden
out in the forest.

Found these toys there.

Tom:
They could be anybody's.

Had the kids' prints on 'em.

Another set of prints
we can't ID.

And more of
those straw dolls.

They were meetin' somebody?

Like some adult?

Maybe. Yes, sir.

What are these?

We haven't seen this.

It's an old baby album.

He brought it out. I--

I can't look at it.

Roland?

( whispers )
It's the same.

What's this one from?

That's Will's
first communion.

He was ten.

What?

What?

Song on jukebox:
♪ One by one ♪

♪ They're turning out
the lights ♪

♪ I been feedin'
that old jukebox ♪

♪ Just to hold you tight ♪

♪ Guess it's for the best... ♪

Purple Hays.

How you been, killer?

Just makin' my rounds.
Places I'm not wanted.

- Dub SoCo.
- You served?

- Every day of my life.
- Yeah? What war?

Motherfucker,
get me two fingers
of Southern Comfort.

He's a lieutenant
with state police.

Coulda told him
you were fixin' jeeps

while the rest of us
was gettin' shot at.

Coulda slapped my dick
on the bar, too.

Nine years, you're still
talkin' about your dick.

Well, I don't mean to.

It just...
keeps comin' up.

New task force.
I'm in charge.

Good for you,
Lieutenant.

Say...

that promotion for merit...

or did it come
with the pigmentation?

I think, unlike some others,
I lacked a big fuckin' mouth.

Hell, with affirmative action,
you coulda been my boss by now.

Guess if I'd been
clumsy enough to get shot,

I'd be playing golf most days

and callin' old buddies
like I'm doin' 'em a favor.

Guess you had a few
'fore I got here.

Could be avoidin' home.

I was gonna keep goin',
some race bit.

You never been
very funny.

You feel like maybe
bein' a detective again?

'Cause that,
you were OK at.

Purcell case?

State's reopenin' it.

They want me to steer.

Look at you.
( chuckles )

Can't stop this rocket.
Mm-mm.

You wanna get back to work,
or not?

♪ Once again ♪

♪ The whole time
they'll be talkin' ♪

♪ Yes, they will ♪

I, uh...

I'm sorry about
the pigmentation line.

No, you're not.

Half-sorry.

♪ They can never
understand ♪

♪ It's her sorrow,
it's not a man ♪

♪ And no matter ♪

♪ What they say ♪

♪ We know she tried ♪

♪ Baby's packed ♪

♪ Her soft things ♪

♪ And she's left me ♪

♪ She's left me,
she's left me ♪

♪ And I know ♪

♪ She didn't mean ♪

♪ To make me cry ♪

♪ It's not her heart, Lord,
it's her mind ♪

♪ She didn't mean
to be unkind ♪

♪ Why she even woke me up ♪

♪ To say goodbye ♪

♪ It's not her heart, Lord,
it's her mind ♪

♪ She didn't mean
to be unkind ♪

♪ Why, she even woke me up ♪

♪ To say goodbye ♪

Goodbye, baby.

WAYNE HAYS: We got some pieces
I'm missing. I need 'em.

We gotta figure
there's a ticking clock.

Could Will's death
been an accident?

ROLAND WEST: Maybe whoever
they were playing with,

they never wanted the boy.

It was all about the girl.

WEST: Somebody bought
those dolls. Do you know who?

One man. He had a dead eye.

That's strange. Body position
being the same.

There's an aspect
we're not catching.

He got a hit on the bike.
Freddy Burns.

MAN: Woodard!
You was warned off them kids!

WEST: Everything pointed
to a girl being dead.

We were wrong.
Let's find out why.