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Runs great.

Drove her here myself.

How much?

$2 ,000.

What's the catch?

She's got 250 ,000 miles on her.

Cracked windshield.

Cracked front bumper.

Some bumper stickers there on the back.

And no title.

Did I say $2 ,000?

I meant $3 ,000.

Hey,

don't I recognize you from somewhere?

Doubt it. No, no, no, no. You're somebody.

Wait.

Are you that singer from Nashville?

Yeah. Oh, I knew it. Oh, I freaking knew it, man.

Hey, can I get you something?

Yeah, could I do a burger to go?

Yeah, just one second.

It'll be $12 .16.

I'll keep the change.

Thanks. Be out in just a second.

Hey, can I get you some?

Looking for a man named Mike Kinney.

You seen him?

No.

You sure?

He's dangerous.

What did he do?

He killed his wife.

His wife's my sister.

He's all over the news.

Should I call the police?

It won't do nothing.

Snake lawyer got him off.

A couple people seen him around town.

Someone said that they saw him by a car at a gas station on 386.

Y 'all talking about Mike Kenny?

You seen him?

I just saw him walk in.

He cut his hair and shaved his beard.

Let me see that again.

Yeah.

Yeah, I think that was him.

Do you want to talk about this?

Talk about it. Do you want to talk about this?

Get off me.

Jump.

Jump. Jump.

Jump.

Now I want to find who actually did this, okay?

Now I want to talk to you.

If I let you go, you got to stay calm, okay?

Okay?

Okay.

You're a murderer.

No, I'm not.

It's a word for your drunken testimony. I wasn't drunk. Dee. I wasn't drunk.

You're drunk right now.

Come on, man.

You said you'd calm down.

I guess I had my fingers crossed.

Higher. Here.

And what do you want?

I want the tears to go dead.

Okay, great. Good.

Shit, and you and I, we're on the same team, huh, man?

Higher. Dee shit.

The only crime that I committed was not being likable enough on TV.

Lord, have mercy on me and my past, my present,

and my future sins.

Mike, stop the car!

You'll be okay.

Hey.

Hey. Hey.

Hey, tell him to be safe.

Hey, hold on.

Hold on.

Hold on.

No. No.

Hey man, you alright?

Uh, yeah, yeah.

Uh, flat tire, you know.

I fixed it.

What about him? Y 'all need anything?

Uh, didn't see that.

You know, you look real familiar.

You live nearby?

Uh, no, no, I, um... No, it's just one of those faces.

I never forget a face. I know I recognize you. You work nearby?

Yeah,

well, the DMV in Sherwood.

That ain't it, that ain't it.

Where do you fellowship at?

I'm between churches right now.

Oh, okay, okay. Well, where'd you go before?

Sherwood.

Baptist. Sure, why? You know, I don't blame you, man. You know, that whole no

dancing thing never did fly with me. I like to dance, you know. Yeah, yeah,

same. Hey, man, I really got to get going. Hey, man, you know what? You seem

like a good guy. I really got to get going, man. I'm kind of in a hurry. Pat,

just take a second.

Okay.

Here you go.

Johnsonville Fellowship Church. Here, take it.

Yeah, seriously, come on by. You're going to love it over there. I mean,

not even like going to church, you know. It's like a party, all right? We got a

rock band there, big old stage.

There's lights. They got smoke machines and everything. You're going to love it.

And actually, the ladies, real beautiful.

Sounds great, man. That sounds awesome.

Seriously, you go in there, it's like you come home. Yeah, maybe I'll see you

there, huh?

Okay, great. I'll see you Sunday.

Sunday it is, all right? See you then.

Oh, hey, it's just come undone a little bit. I just was getting her down. I

opened when you drove off. It's tricky. I got it.

Okay, well, hey, I'll see you Sunday.

Yeah. Okay.

All right, great. Hey, wash that trunk.

I'll wash it. All right, take care now.

Cheers.

Oh. Michael Kenny.

Let me help you, officer.

Schaefer. A little up the road.

Right.

Schaefer. Officer.

Schaefer.

You cut your hair.

Yeah, I thought I would, you know.

Lay low.

Is your lawyer called to station?

Said we might find you here.

Good guess.

Yeah.

Yeah, why are you avoiding him?

I mean...

You should be kissing his feet.

Yeah, um... You know, honestly, the guy's real press -hungry, you know?

Just talking about interviews.

He wants to write a book. I know you like that.

Of course not.

He's a slimeball. Yeah, it makes sense.

Considering.

Right.

What are you running off to?

Oh, my trunk's busted, so I'm gonna shut it real quick.

Right now.

Yeah, well, if I don't, the battery's gonna die. It's a real piece of garbage,

honestly. Uh, what's that?

Look.

You're a free man.

I don't like it, but that's the law.

Let me tell you something.

Me?

the other officers in town, and all the locals.

They don't want you... Hey!

You do realize that if I catch you so much as speeding, you're done.

You understand that, right?

Yeah.

Yeah?

I don't like having a murderer around. I'm not a murderer.

No, my wife was the only thing I loved in this life.

Yeah?

Look at her today.

And you know, that's the thing.

This whole love of my life act, it just doesn't make sense because I know you're

nervous.

And you're more nervous than you are mad at me or sad about your wife.

So what is it?

Why are you so nervous?

Well, because there's a light in my face problem.

You should see your face.

Your tags are expired.

Hey, hey,

hey.

Just come over there with me.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, D.

Yeah, come on, wait, wait.

I'm sorry, sir.

Pick up, pick up, pick up.

Hello? Hey, hey, Marlene. It's Michael.

Michael, we've been worried sick.

Are you okay?

No, I'm fine, I'm fine. I, uh... Why haven't you answered your phone? Are you

okay? Yeah, yeah, I'm good.

I'm good.

So, I changed my mind. I really would love to come stay with you and Uncle

Ronnie if that's okay.

Of course, sweetheart.

Yeah, yeah, but listen, uh...

You can't tell anybody that I'm coming, okay?

My lips are sealed.

I mean, I'm serious. Don't tell, you know, your friends, your co -workers.

Don't tell Grandma.

Why not Grandma?

Aunt Marlene, please.

Okay.

And tell Uncle Ronnie that he can't go, you know, telling anyone. He can't go to

work. What is he going to do?

Will you just tell him for me?

All right, all right.

Thanks.

I should be there tomorrow night, maybe Wednesday morning.

Sounds good, sweetheart.

Be safe.

See you then.

Great. Car looks good.

Reeked, though.

I have $2 .50.

Yeah, fine. Good.

If you have an Uber coming, tell them to get you on the sidewalk outside.

I was just going to walk.

Where to?

Motel up the street.

What motel up the street?

Hey, y 'all sell cars?

Does this look like a dealership to you?

I only have bikes. Anything?

Like, bicycles?

Somewhere. 50 bucks?

See what you can find?

Hey.

Before you go.

I found this stuck under the rear bumper of your car.

Looks like one of those GPS tracker things. Who knows how long it's been

Given the nature of your public life, I thought you should know.

Yeah, I went in a bit behind, but I'll be there.

Hey, don't wait up or anything.

Sounds good, honey.

Do you want me to come and get you?

Maybe.

Tell you tomorrow?

Okay, sweetheart. Be safe.

Hey, you didn't tell anyone that I'm coming or anything, right?

No. My lips are sealed.

Uncle Ronnie?

He said he'd take you to the grave.

Good. That's good.

Hey, thank you.

Love you.

Oh, no.

Who are you? I can't say over the phone.

What do you want?

To talk.

To close the hoodie?

What about him?

Were you there that night?

I told you.

Not over the phone.

I don't care what you told me.

This is the kind of night of the day that got you here in the first place.

But you have money. I can pay you if that's... Johnsonville Fellowship

7 AM.

Hey, you're early.

I'm Steve Honey, private investigator.

Why is your shirt?

You caught me in the middle of a workout. I was just working on a new

Who hired you?

We'll get to that. We'll get to that. Come on in. Let's talk.

How long have you been following me?

A day and a half.

Because you're the one that put the tracker on my car.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. That was me.

Had to follow you, you know.

Hey, man, look. You want to pat me down, check me out?

I, uh, got nothing on me.

All right? It's just me and you here. No one else is here.

That might make it worse.

Listen, man, I'm not some kind of weirdo, all right?

You want to find out who murdered your wife?

Yeah, all right.

Follow me.

I've got some things to show you. All right.

Nice place you got here.

Oh, thanks.

Sorry, it's not as nice as I made it out to be.

What happened to your accent?

Not real.

Just like Sherwood Baptist.

Come on.

Basement's around back.

Actually,

could

you move your bike around back?

I just don't want anyone to see.

Right. Somebody could be following you.

Yep.

Wait, the gloves, the hoodie... They're both fakes.

I just needed a way to get your attention.

How did you know?

Well, I mean, you said it about a thousand times in court.

I saw the killer, Your Honor.

Red hoodie, yellow gloves.

So what do you want now? You want money?

No, I got plenty of money.

I want justice.

What the hell was that, man?

Guys, just leverage. I just needed a way to keep you here. Leverage for... Yeah,

you can have it when we're done.

What kind of private investigator are you, man?

Former private investigator.

Former private investigator?

Yeah, yeah, we'll talk about that.

Oh, Jesus.

Look, just give me ten minutes.

If you still think I'm nuts,

you can leave.

Real coupon clipper at the craft store, huh?

Ten minutes.

August 3rd, 6 .15 p .m.

Cops get a call to your address. The neighbors heard screams.

They find your wife, Sarah Kenny, dead. You, on the back porch, covered in her

blood. Detectives find your prints on the murder weapon, so they arrest you.

Your story's been the same ever since. Yeah, I know the story, man.

Great, let me know if I miss anything.

So, you get home at 6 .20 p .m. You see blood on the carpet.

You go into the dining room, and you see a bloody knife, which you pick up to

look at, a move that puts your fingerprints on the murder weapon and

ruins your life.

Then you hear a door slam.

So you run to the back, and you see a man in a red hoodie and yellow gloves

running away from the scene. You come back inside. You find your wife dead,

you try to resuscitate, getting blood all over yourself. Another bad move.

Then in a state of shock, you sit on the back porch. Can we just stop? Like, I

don't like really, you know, reliving the whole thing. Yeah, yeah. Hold on a

second. So they send you to court.

And things don't go too well because everybody thought you did it. Because

face it, it really looked like you did it.

And that's when the TV cameras came out and your case blows up online, right?

Things go as well as they can for a while. I mean, you had a solid alibi.

had a couple of good character witnesses, but it's just not enough.

Then there's me.

I know, well, I knew D, right? He used to come into the Flying Saucer where I

would hang out and he would drink all the damn time. For weeks, he would come

and go on and on about the case, about how Michael couldn't have done it. They

need to be going after the real killer. My testimony will clear things up. He

said all that.

Yeah, and then he goes in and gives this weepy testimony about how you were

abusive and about how he tried to warn everybody and how he tried to stop it.

Big tone shift, right?

And just like that, all your legal progress goes up in smoke.

You're back on track for life in prison.

So I got to thinking.

I read up on your case, and I did the math.

I went to the craft store, and then I realized that if the killer went off in

the direction you say he did, that he would have been picked up on the

cameras at the flying saucer.

So, I talked to the manager. The police get the tape. It gets put into evidence.

Boom. Not guilty.

Barely. So, I get to thinking, right?

Why did the cops go after the security footage in the first place?

Why did D change his story on the stand all of a sudden?

I heard rumors that he was in league with some dangerous people, whatever

means.

The day after the verdict, he comes in talking about how he's going to find

how he's going to kill you.

So I put this GPS tracker on his car. Why didn't you go to the police? Hang

So I follow him around.

What do I find?

I find him talking to your lawyer.

Talking to hookers, but not buying.

Buying a gun. And you didn't think to go to the cops?

Me and the cops are a no -go, okay? I don't really like private investigators,

or me for that matter. Former private investigators.

Anyway, he starts going all over Timbuktu looking for you, all right?

A lot of movement. Then all of a sudden, Thursday night, nothing.

He stands still.

So I drive by to check it out, and what do I find? I find Dee's empty car, you

acting all suspicious.

I place the GPS tracker on your car, and I found... All everything.

Dug up the body.

Got me here. Yeah.

So what do you want?

Help me figure this out.

Who murdered your wife?

Why aren't the cops after him?

You know, why did D change his story on the stand all of a sudden? I mean, did

somebody pay him off? Nah, he was hellbent on killing me. I doubt anybody

him off.

Okay, then why the change of heart? I mean, someone's meddling.

Somebody wanted you behind bars. We need to figure out who that is and why.

And we'll be one step closer to finding the real killer.

Yeah, but why do you care? Why go through all this trouble to get there?

Michael, I used to be an important man like you.

I'd had a multi -million dollar private investigation firm.

I know exactly the kind of damage a false allegation can do to a man.

Can I?

I never found my peace.

Let me help you find yours.

Well, why did you dig up the body, though?

Well, we need it.

I should have burned it. No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

As soon as they realize Dee's missing, you're going to be the primary suspect

because, let's be honest, you should be. What we need to do is find your wife's

killer, pin the body on him. Then when the cops arrest him for murdering your

wife and Dee, you go from villain to hero, baby. Then you can go on TV and

can talk about what a great guy Steve Honey is and how everybody got him

Yeah, alright, I see, I see, I get it. Hey, win -win, right?

Hey, what were the false allegations?

I, uh, you look it up if you want to, I don't really like talking about it.

You... Alright.

You know, it sounds dangerous.

So? I mean...

Not like you got a lot going on in your life right now. I mean, you're not

really a free man.

All right.

Yeah? Yeah.

Okay. Let's do this.

All right.

So what now?

Well, take my car.

Go to your lawyer.

Okay? Take my burner phone so we can stay in touch.

GPS tracker says the car is still there, so I'll Uber there and get it.

All right?

Yeah.

Robert.

It's me.

It is so good to see you.

We've got to talk. Get in here. Come on.

Where have you been?

I have been trying to call you. Yeah, I know.

It's my phone.

Why?

Because your phone's always listed.

What?

I'm a hated man, Robert.

No, you are an innocent man, and innocent men don't just disappear like

Right, that's why I came by.

Been thinking about what you said.

You know, I'm ready to tell my story.

Yeah. You mentioned writing a book.

That would be so helpful. And it would change public opinion.

Especially once they hear about my side.

Wait, your side?

Well, that's what I wanted to talk to you about. I mean, there were some

that went on in the trial that I didn't bring up at the time. Why?

I didn't want to freak you out.

Freak me out? I was already freaked out. I was going to tell you after the

verdict, but you ran off.

I'm here now.

I think, I can't prove it, but I think someone was trying to sabotage our case.

Obviously. No, I'm not talking about regular people. I'm talking about a

criminal organization.

Okay, like who?

Hear me out.

Your brother -in -law came by here. He said he wanted to talk to Larson, who's

never here. He said he wanted to apologize to you because of what came

during his testimony.

But here's the thing. During the trial, there were rumors that he was entangled

with a pimp.

that I think the pimp... You think a pimp wanted me in jail?

I don't know.

But if we get the publisher's advance, we can find out.

All right, what condition?

Anything.

You don't tell anyone that you saw me here.

I want to lay low until the book comes out.

I need time to heal.

Okay, but we need the contract if we're going to get the advance.

I need time.

Robbie.

Please.

Okay. Well, this time, make sure you don't lose my number.

Thought you ditched the phone, huh?

It's a new phone. Yeah, new phones listen too.

So, Wendy came by.

Gone. Yeah, gone.

I thought the GPS said that... The GPS was just taped to a tree with a note on

it. Okay, it said what? It just said stop.

Stop. Stop. What did that mean? That's exactly what it does, man.

Yeah, but what does it mean? I don't know. I don't know.

That somebody wanted Dee's car and they knew it had a tracker on it. Which means

what? I don't know. Somebody's looking for Dee or maybe that somebody else is

following you. We're following you, maybe. Why would somebody be...

A deep car is here.

What? This truck. This truck is right here. That doesn't make sense. How could

that be?

I don't know. Hey, how far out are you?

Five minutes.

Did you leave the front door open?

Oh, no.

It's gone.

What the hell? It's gone, Steve. Slow down.

What? The body. The body's gone, Steve. Gone?

How is that even possible?

Well, no, man. The door's open. I think somebody might have broke in. I don't

know. How did they even find us?

I don't know, Steve.

Hey,

I'm going to call you back. I'm going to look around and see if I can find

anything.

Gone. Gone? What do you mean gone?

Gone. How could you let him go, man? I didn't let him go and crack me in the

nuts with a crowbar. Well, we cracked you in the nuts with a crowbar so you

him get away with a body?

Come on, man. We got to figure this out.

Come on. Let's go.

You got a frozen steak? Anything?

It should be all right.

So, uh, shoot.

You look at the guy.

Yeah.

I think I recognize him.

What?

From where?

Seen him around.

You didn't think that somebody was, I don't know, following you? I didn't make

the connection at the time.

I had other things on my mind.

Okay, so somebody else has been following you since before you.

Since before me?

I knew that.

You had other things on your mind.

Okay, so somebody takes Dee's body and takes Dee's car for what?

Sabotage.

Sabotage, what?

Yeah. I'm a lawyer. You think some pimp was meddling in our case?

Some pimp with connections with Dee?

I would explain the hookers.

What? So where to? Like a brothel?

My aunt's house.

Your aunt's house?

Yeah.

If he's been following me, then he probably heard me talk about hiding out

there. He's probably taken Dee's body to plant it, pinned the murder on me.

I don't know.

That doesn't make any sense. You did commit the murder.

So why would they go out of their way to just pin it back on you?

So we gotta find out.

I'm here.

No one's home, right?

No. His aunt's at bingo. The place is empty.

What about her husband?

I thought I heard Michael mention an uncle on the phone.

I've been watching the place. I haven't seen an uncle.

What if I go in there and he... I'm telling you, no one's there.

Plant the body, ditch the car at the park, and I'll call the cops when you

me the signal. Okay?

Okay.

Okay.

Wish me luck.

Hey, Marlene, hey, listen.

There's somebody coming to your house, all right? They're dangerous. I need you

to get out of there.

I'm not home. I'm at Binko.

Great, great, good.

Stay there, then. But your Uncle Ronnie's at home watching TV.

Hey, what's his number?

You'll have to call the home phone. He doesn't have it, though. Wait, you have

home phones, too?

Uh -huh.

Okay, what's the number?

612 -655 -092.

Thanks. Should I call the police? No, no, no, absolutely not.

Look, we're getting a busy thing going. Who's he talking to?

Yeah. Yeah.

I'm watching.

No, I saw it. I saw it. I couldn't believe it either.

Gunfire.

No. All right. Yeah, I didn't get it either.

Yeah, I remember that too.

Yeah, that was crazy.

Yeah, well, it was just like that last one.

Hey, can I give you a call back here in a few?

Yeah, no, nothing. I just got to run to the bathroom.

Yeah, I will.

All right.

Bye.

Yeah, right over here.

Yellow mailbox. Okay, okay. Right.

Hands

up!

Come into my house.

We don't take kindly to burglars around here.

Uncle Ronnie, don't touch anything.

I'm calling the cops. We had a break -in.

No, no, no, no. Listen,

I can explain. This place is actually pretty nice. Who the hell is that?

Steve Honey.

Steve Honey? Yeah, yeah, he seems good. He's funny.

Steve Honey, the pervert from the news a couple years back?

I am not a pervert.

You're a pervert.

No, no, those allegations were a fault.

Jesus, man. Listen, we... What was the allegation?

I told you to look it up. Do you think you could tell him to get the gun out of

my face?

Uncle Ronnie, please.

I'm not getting anything out of anybody's face until someone explains to

the hell's going on here.

I'm not a pervert.

Uncle Ronnie, listen, I can't explain. The man that broke in, right? I think

he's out to hurt me, and I think he might have had something to do with

murder. If you give me the gun, I promise...

I promise you won't get in trouble. Nothing's going to happen, okay?

Give it to him.

Please. Don't give him orders, please.

Just... I'm not a pervert.

Okay, so see you.

Okay.

I'm trusting you here, Mikey.

Hello?

Hello, this is 911 services. We received a call from this number.

Oh! I was hoping that didn't go through. You see, my little nephew just found

out what 911 was, and he thought... I understand, sir. It was an accident.

Everybody here is just fine.

It won't happen again.

Uh -huh. Thank you. All right, now.

Thank you.

Appreciate it.

Well, boys, I reckon we best get Marlene over here and talk this thing out.

Anyway, there's a second person following him now. Somebody connected to

pimp who wants him in jail.

He came here to plant the body so that he could get Michael arrested.

I like your bulletin board.

Thanks, I'm proud of it.

So now we have two bodies and a pimp that wants Michael in jail.

No progress anywhere.

Well, what's your next move?

How do you want to do this, man?

We got to get out of this.

Yeah, the only way out is through.

We all got blood on our hands now. We're all going to end up in prison.

No, no, no. We're not going to end up in prison as long as we do something about

these bodies.

We can burn the bodies. No, you don't want to do that.

We burn the bodies.

They're missing. Police investigation unfolds and they find out what? The

Bad idea.

I should have called the cops, man.

I should have called him. I should have called him when he attacked me. I should

have called him when I hit him with a car.

I should have called him when he tried to kill me instead of going along with

your stupid plan, man. Jesus Christ, what were we thinking?

Maybe you should have.

Okay? Maybe you should have.

Okay? But the only way that we can get out of this thing at this point is if we

finish what we started and we get to the bottom of who murdered your wife.

Okay? Do this for Sarah.

You're right. Yeah.

You ready to do it for Sarah?

For Sarah?

Yeah.

All right.

So let's get this body.

Yeah, let's do it.

All right, man, you ready?

Yeah.

Boys made me happy. No, no, we got this.

I just feel awful. I don't.

You know, it's either you or him, so...

I just don't want you to get in any more trouble than you already are. Hello?

Spike, where the hell are you?

Listen to me very carefully.

We have your boyfriend, and we will hurt him if you do not cooperate.

What?

Who are you?

If you want to see him alive again, I suggest you shut up and listen.

Who you working for?

They'll kill me if I say.

Listen, you tell us what we want to know or we'll blow his brains out, you hear

me? Don't, don't. Please don't hurt him.

That's the boss's son.

And he's my fiance.

Why was he planting Dee's body?

Boss wanted that Michael Kinney guy gone. His brother -in -law, Dee, was

supposed to take care of that for us.

But Spike said someone killed him.

Is that who we have here, Spike?

Yes, please don't hurt him.

Spike was following Michael Kinney.

Yeah, and he saw Michael bury a body in the woods.

We thought it was his brother -in -law, but when we went to dig up the body, it

was gone.

Apparently that Steve Honey guy beat us to it.

What do you know about Steve Honey?

Ew, isn't he some business pervert?

No, no, no, no. Those were false allegations.

He's not a pervert.

So your boss arranged for Dee Baker to kill Michael Kinney, right?

Then Michael Kinney killed Dee, buried him, and then Steve Honey got to the

first. Right, so Spike stole the body from Steve, and he went to Michael's

aunt's house to plant the body and pin the murder on him. But why go through

the trouble? I mean, if Michael did kill his brother -in -law and you wanted him

dead or behind bars, then why not just wait for the cops to arrest him?

We don't have time for that. The cops are already on Boss's ass.

Hey, who is your boss?

You tell us or we will blow Spike's brains out! You hear me?

Okay, okay, okay.

His name is John Larson.

What? John Larson? The lawyer from the billboards off I -40?

Yes. That guy.

Hello?

We'll take care of Spike.

But if the police or John Larson hear about this, he dies. Do you understand?

Yes.

What the hell was that?

Well, I know John Larson.

What do you mean you know John Larson? From where?

My lawyer's business partner.

Okay, I gotta go think.

You guys got any dumbbells?

You want me to get Marlene to fix you a grilled cheese sandwich?

Nah, I'm good, thank you.

I'm going to have to get me some kills for that wall. That blood stain is not

looking good.

Now, I don't mean to tell you your business, but he's got to be perfectly

straight. Yeah, you've got to straighten out that leg. Good job. That's good.

Steve, you're doing good.

Now, this arm has got to go down to the side too.

Look at that tattoo. You'd think he was a gang member or something.

I've never seen the like of it. Wearing that fancy Calvin Klein underwear and

now look at him.

Not doing so good.

You want to get a nice, tight wrap on it, though, that's for sure. Especially

around the head. Think burrito.

Uncle Ronnie, you want to do this?

Do you need anything?

No, no, I'm all right.

You know, just don't... Don't tell anyone, I know.

I'm serious.

I don't want y 'all to get in trouble.

Believe me, we don't either.

Hope it isn't the last time you see me.

You know, you could turn yourself in and put an end to all... No. No.

No, Sarah's killer's still out there. I can't let her down.

Michael. Save me.

Save me from the depths of hell. She's all I ever wanted. All I... All I had.

I'd given up everything for her if she had, you know?

Honey, I say this as someone who cares.

But that woman never loved you.

What are you talking about?

Of course she loved me. She married you for your money. No.

No, that is not true.

Michael, I know what love looks like, and she didn't have it. Why are you

this now, huh?

Before you risk your life to avenge this girl, I thought you should know.

If you were so concerned, why wouldn't you say something before?

Well, it wasn't any of my business, and you were happy.

Besides, I...

I thought he'd come out eventually.

Hey.

I'm ready.

Goodbye. Yeah, bye, Lane.

I mean, the truck's ready.

Good. You can follow me over there if you want.

I've been there a few times. My lawyer used to drop things off there.

You think he's in on this?

My lawyer? Yeah.

Nah, he's an idiot, man.

And he's always talking about, you know, how Larson's never at the office, but

he's so much richer, so it kind of makes sense.

Man never trusts billboard lawyers.

Still good with the plan?

Yeah. Yeah, I'll see you over there.

Hey, you're, uh...

You're not a pervert, right?

No, because if all this goes well, I don't want to get on the news and hype

pervert. No.

What were the allegations?

It's a long story, man.

Steve, come on, man.

Google it.

Google it.

Honey resigned as CEO.

of Mid -South private investigators after board members alleged that he

routinely get drunk, strip naked, and tell dirty jokes at office parties.

He'd often sing his own iteration of the hit Def Leppard song, Pour Some Sugar

On Me, replacing the word sugar with honey. Brilliant. That's good.

Quickly became a meme, and going full honey became a common phrase at frat

parties. Is this true? No. No, man, that's not completely true. I never got

naked. Oh, okay.

Listen, man, the board wanted me out, all right? And so they juiced up those

allegations to make me look bad and force me to resign, and it worked.

Look, I was young and dumb, man. I did a lot of stupid things. I said a lot of

stupid things. I sang a lot of stupid songs, okay? I thought I was invincible.

But I never hurt anyone, and I never did any pervert things.

Okay, I swear, I don't even know where the pervert thing came from.

You became a meme. How did I miss that?

You had other things on your mind.

All right, man, I'll see you over there. All right.

Hey, one more thing.

Why do you own a church?

Let's just say, after all the allegations, honey wedding venues didn't

Take this, put it in your ear.

I'll get up to the burner phone and call me, okay?

We can stay in touch while we do this.

Yeah. Are you ready?

I think so.

All right. You got this. Let's go.

Back of the house is clear.

Hey, man. Hey, man. Larson's here.

Yeah, we got to get him out.

Sending him a text from Spike's phone now.

I don't care.

No one's going to want a chat GPT booker.

Okay. I got to go.

Oh man, he's on the move.

Ruby!

Go get Spike and Bailey. They're at Martha J. Park.

I'm not really good to drive.

Ruby? Thank you, Daddy.

Better.

What?

Robert. Hey, man, you got to get down here. The IRS called and they want to do

an audit.

What? What?

Wait.

Why are they calling so late? I don't know, but they knew too much and sounded

too American to be a scammer. I need you at the office. Yeah, I'll be there in

time. Set up the shredder.

Good work, Larson's leaving.

Alright, I'm gonna go get changed for that final check.

Alright, spread the good word.

Oh yeah.

Alright, how do I look?

Good, like you're ready for your mission, Elder Honey.

Alright, I'll let you know if it's clear.

Good luck.

You mean I think we're good?

Yeah. Oh,

hello, uh, ma 'am.

I'm Elder Honey down at the, um... Well, hey, do you have time to talk about

Joseph Smith and Our Lord and Savior? I'm not interested.

Wait.

Um, maybe you, uh... Well, maybe I'm interested in something else.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Like, um, are you, uh, you free for, for,

um... Free for a good time?

Yeah, for a good time. Mm -hmm. Yeah. Mm -hmm.

Um, okay, well, uh, is anyone else here?

Mm -mm.

It's me.

It's all you need.

Okay. But I can't let you come inside.

Huh. You've got to do it somewhere else.

Okay. Okay.

Great. Okay. How about the Wendy's parking lot? Five minutes?

Okay.

Okay. Great. Great. Okay. Here is some money.

Oh.

There's a... Put it right here.

Okay. Okay.

There's more where that came from.

I'll see you there.

Okay. Thank you. What did you say your name was?

Crystal.

Crystal, like the burger.

I'll see you in five minutes, Crystal.

Thank you.

Sorry about your head, buddy.

Oh, no.

What? What is it?

Damn it! What? What is it? Damn it!

Steve, what?

I forgot the shovel.

Yeah.

They even told us a little bit more challenging than I anticipated.

Look, I know Deep is shot, but he is your brother -in -law. I hope you don't

mind him getting out of a shallow grave.

You know, I wonder if I'm going to, I don't know, go to hell or something.

I don't know if there's any rules about Mormons and digging shallow graves.

I remember that's how they found the golden plate.

Oh, that's a good point.

All right.

Put the body in one of the guest rooms.

Oh, okay, good.

How's the house?

What? Is it a nice place? The house nice?

Yeah, man, it's super nice.

Awesome.

Plot's staying incoming.

Johnny? Daddy, what was that?

What was that?

Oh, shit.

Oh.

Oh, shit. Oh, shit.

Man, you gotta get out of there right now.

I can't.

Okay, we can figure this out.

What? Are you doing push -ups? Yeah, yeah, man, I gotta think.

Slow down. Is she okay?

No, we need an ambulance.

No, no, no, don't call an ambulance. I'll come home right now.

I'm just gonna wait till she leaves and then I'll go.

I... I will not leave his side.

I will be right here.

Damn it. Okay, look.

Hey, man, just try to ring the doorbell. Do something. Get her out of here.

That's perfect.

I'll ring the doorbell.

Okay.

Let me just get Dee in the ground, and then I'll ring the doorbell.

Okay.

How could you go and do something like that?

I was just reading my tarot, and I thought...

Then I should have seen this coming.

Okay. Good enough.

The turkey has landed.

All right, I'm coming to ring the doorbell, man.

Oh, Micah.

He was in the car.

Micah, you were just talking to me 20 minutes ago. I could have saved your

He's dead right there, clear as day.

But it's okay. It's okay.

I'm going to be good right here.

It's overcoming sorrow if you look at it like that.

You can't look at it.

Overcoming sorrow.

I wish... Go away! I'm grieving!

I knew she'd not move it.

Hi, I'm Elder, honey. Do you have time to talk about God and Joseph Smith and

Jesus? Jesus, ma 'am, you need to know that there is no God. There's only

Brandon! Brandon!

Hey!

Spike killed himself!

What?

Mayday, mayday, mayday. Yeah, Spike's girlfriend's on the way.

Wait, the girl we talked to on the phone?

Yes! Where did you come from?

I don't know. I don't know. I was busy preaching to the sad hooker.

I should have known.

Maybe I should have told you I was in this terrible car. It was all right

Okay, he's up here.

I don't even know how to tell you how I found him.

She's wearing the... Yeah, yeah, Michael, I know. I saw.

Yellow gloves, red hoodie.

Oh, my God!

Head back to the corner, okay? I got one more thing I've got to do. Michael, no,

don't. You've got to get out of there. Steve, I've got to.

I'll be safe.

Hey, don't hang up.

What the hell did you do?

I don't do this. This is all your fault. I told you.

He's being held hostage by these guys, and they said that they'd kill him. Not

what the note says. It's a fake suicide. I should have known this murder

business was bad news.

That was Spike's idea.

You know that's not true. His conscience couldn't take it anymore. He didn't

kill himself.

I ought to kill you.

No, no, no. Rhiannon, shut up. Get out.

Jesus Christ, man, I told you to wait in the car.

I'm not going to leave you behind.

Come on, let's go.

Come on.

Here, take this, take this.

We gotta get out of this thing, man.

What are you doing? Leave your clothes on, man.

You're suffocating me, okay?

I gotta get out.

All right, man, let's call the cops.

No, no, no, hold on, wait.

He hasn't been the same since Sarah Kenny did. I don't have to take this

you. You're a murderer.

You turned my son into a murderer.

And he couldn't handle it.

None of this would have happened if you had killed Kenny like you were supposed

to.

No, no, what are you doing?

I want to hear this as bad as you do, okay?

But the longer we wait to call the cops, the more time they have to clean up the

bodies.

All right?

Look, man.

We've done it.

We did our part.

It's over.

Yeah, hey, our neighbors...

Sounded like there was some crazy shouting next door. We heard a couple

gunshots. We're really, really worried.

Hey.

Officer Boland.

Thanks for coming in.

Sorry, was it theatrics?

Don't worry. You're not in trouble.

That's refreshing.

So what did they tell you over the phone?

Just what I've seen on the news.

There's not much else we can really say.

You know, we raided John Larson's place, and apparently he's got quite the rap

sheet. He's been running hookers and getting them off in court for a while

And the more we dug, the more we realized that he likely had an active

in sabotaging your recent court case.

How's that?

Well, it turns out he was responsible for supplying the hitmen that killed

wife. He didn't want you finding that out, so he started meddling, and we were

already on his trail, which lit a fire under him.

Okay.

Do we know who hired the hitman to kill my wife?

We do, actually.

That's why we brought you in.

We didn't want you to hear on the news, you know.

Okay.

We think that that night there was some kind of mistake.

You see, the hitmen weren't after your wife at all.

We think that they were after you.

After me, who would want me dead?

Your wife hired the hitman.

Just kidding.

I'm sorry.

Sounds like she was after your money, after your business, something like

Hired Larson to take you out.

The hitmen that Larson had were amateurs. They were kids. They came in

wrong day.

It was a botched job.

They followed orders. Kill the person sleeping in bed.

But why would they... I'm sorry, that's all I can tell you right now. I mean,

that's all I know.

You can talk to the chief investigator, see if he's willing to tell you anything

else, but... I'm sorry.

I think I know somebody I can talk to.

It's not that Steve Honey guy, is it? Uh, no.

So your wife wants you dead.

Big bummer. So sorry about that again.

So she wants to hire a hitman. So she goes to John Larson.

attorney who's actually been pimping most of the time. Hey, fast forward,

because the cops already told me about this. Tell me about the kids.

Ah, yes.

Spike Larson and Bailey Barnes.

Spike, Larson's son, is kind of a known psychotic loner.

Well, he meets Bailey online.

Bailey has violent psychopathic tendencies, which is rare for a woman.

her. So she gets Spike to ask his dad if they can be hired hitmen to get some of

their violent tendencies out, right? Their first client, your wife. Sorry

And they go on the wrong day.

Exactly. They were instructed to go on August 4th at 6 .15 p .m. and kill the

man sleeping in bed. But being the stupid idiot kids that they are, they go

August 3rd at 6 .15, see someone laying in bed with long, dark hair, and they

kill them.

Oops. So where does D come in all this?

Yeah, we're getting there. We're getting there. So the case goes to trial,

right? Larson is desperate to get you behind bars, so he pulls a few strings.

He gets his partner, Robert King, to take on the case pro bono, partially

because he wants to get his fingers in there, but also partially because he

doesn't think he's a very good lawyer, because let's be honest, he's not.

So the case starts to go pretty well. So Larson needs to pull out another trick.

Apparently, D had actually been buying some of his...

Hooker services.

So Larson pulls Dee aside one day. And he tells him, hey, I've been hearing

stuff about abuse.

I think he actually did it.

Well, that sends Dee into a violent, drunken tailspin.

Apparently he never really did like you very much. No, no, not really.

So you still get off.

But Dee swears he'll kill you. Which Larson loves because he either wants you

dead or behind bars.

So he sends his son out to make sure that happens.

And the rest is history.

You think what we did will come out during the trial?

Not a chance.

There are already whispers that Spike and Bailey have been killing hookers for

while, so they'll throw them in jail in two seconds.

I hope you're right.

So, uh, how's it feel being a free man?

I don't know.

Well, in hindsight, at least we're going to get Larson eventually anyway.

Kind of feels like it's all for nothing.

Wow, it's not for nothing.

Thanks for all the stuff you said about me on TV.

And it's the least I could do.

So what are you going to do now that you're free?

Nothing.

Really?

And you could do all kinds of things. You could expand your business.

Write a book.

Not really sure that's what free men do.

I'll tell you one thing a free man could do.

He could work for Honey Investigation.

Seriously,

man. Think about it.

You could have all kinds of fun, man. Solve all kinds of crimes.

Yeah. Bust people's heads.

You bust people's heads. No.

Come on, man. You can do it. You're a big guy.

You got it.

Well. Good stuff, King.

Yeah, that's what my mom said.

I got to eat to be good.

Yeah? I do eat.

I eat.

I eat. I eat.

I eat.

I eat. I eat. I eat.