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♪ There's a feeling in the air now baby

♪ Can you feel it too?

♪ There ain't nothing you can do now baby

♪ It's just too late for you

♪ But if you fall into my arms

♪ I'll carry you away

♪ Oh, oh, you've fallen for the devil

♪ Now he'll take you for his bride

♪ Shaking with a fever and a feeling deep inside my love

♪ Oh, oh, yes you've fallen for the devil

♪ Now he'll take you for his bride

♪ If we ever make it meet me on the other side my love

♪ Oh, oh, you've fallen for the devil

♪ Now he'll take you for his bride

♪ Shaking with a fever and a feeling deep inside my love

♪ Oh, oh yes you've fallen for the Devil

♪ Now he'll take you for his bride

♪ If we ever make it meet me on the other side my love

(dramatic synthesizer music)

("A Painted World" by Maritza Forero on car stereo)

- Jim's Bar and Grill.

- [Phone Prerecording] This is a prepaid call from,

- [Sara] Sara Garrett

- [Phone Prerecording] an inmate at

Bay City Correctional Facility.

- Well hello Mama Garrett.

- Nathan.

- [Nathan] You have no idea how

wonderful it is to hear your voice.

- Let's cut to the chase, I'm interested.

- Interested in me sharing your story with the world?

- Let's get one thing straight, you're going

to tell my story not something

that you twist around for your own motives.

- No worries, you have my word.

- Oh I worry, I just want you to know I'm not going to

endorse anything you write unless I get a chance to read it

first do you understand me, you got that?

- I got it mama Garrett, we'll keep this just between us.

Now here's the plan, get me on your approve list

and I'll stop by regularly and we'll bang this thing out.

It's going to be amazing I assure you.

- I'll believe it when I see it.

- Oh uh, and one more thing, can you give Zoey's mother

a kiss for me, tell her I send my regards?

- How did you know that she was in here?

- I told you I do my homework.

I was going to go to her next,

if I didn't get the story from you.

(dramatic music)

- We're keeping a very close eye on Sara,

I can assure you she's in good hands.

What the hell are you doing in my office,

how the hell did you get in here?

- I know all about your seedy little past with Blackwell.

I also know you're up to something Monroe

but I haven't quite figured it out yet.

But if I learn Sara Garrett's life here

is more miserable than it already is I will come--

- You will what Commissioner?

- Expose all the bad things that go on around here.

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

- Oh I think you do.

Sara says this place is a nightmare.

- Oh please she doesn't know what a nightmare is.

But before you do Commissioner remember no one's gonna

believe a word you say, you've lost all power,

if you don't think this whole town knows that you helped

Sara Garrett cover up this murder you're senile.

I can't wait to watch you fall!

Guards!

- Is everything okay Warden?

- Get out of my way.

- I don't know how he got in here,

but make sure he doesn't come back.

- Come on let's go.

- Do it.

(dramatic music)

- Hello sir welcome to Doma, do you have a reservation?

- Yes indeed I do.

- Your name?

- Blackwell, John Blackwell.

- Alright I have you right here, will anyone be joining you?

- No, I'll be dining alone tonight.

- Right this way sir.

There you are, and your waiter will be right over for you.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

(wedding music)

- Hey dude I meant to ask you,

why did you leave Janice again?

- And why would you bring something like that up right now?

- I don't know, was it cause she was raped?

(dramatic music)

- [Father-In-Law] Please be seated.

(moaning)

- You scream on more time I'll put a hole through your face.

- Bastard you shot me.

- I'm only a bastard because you made me one.

- Have you lost your mind?

- Apparently that's something you've been telling everybody.

- Get some help, come on I'm bleeding for Christ's sake.

- I'm not going to help you Jack.

I'm going to kill you.

- Brothers and sisters we are gathered here

to celebrate the union of this lovely couple.

Today is the celebration of marriage and joy.

(melancholy music)

- [Father] This lovely bride, Vivian Johnson

to her lovely husband Peter Garrett.

- Please John,

don't do this,

please.

Yeah, I'm sorry. - You're sorry?

Sorry for destroying our family?

Sorry for inflicting so much pain

and agony on my mother that you put her in her grave.

- Carol's death wasn't my fault, she died of cancer.

- Shut up.

- John, please.

I'm your father for Christ's sake.

Come on, come on believe me.

(gun shooting) (yelling)

- Do you Vivian Orelia Johnson

take Peter Christopher Garrett to be your--

- I wonder where Jack is he was gonna

come right back with the rings.

- I don't know, I'll go look for him.

- No no no you two stay and enjoy the ceremony I'll get him.

- Thank you. - Thanks.

- I do.

- And do you Peter Christopher Garrett take Vivian Orelia

Johnson to be your lawfully wedded wife in good times and in

bad, in sickness and in health, all the days of your life?

(dramatic music)

- I,

- Pete.

Pete.

- I,

- I,

- Pete.

- Viv.

(screaming)

- Call 911 the mayor's been shot.

- What? - What the?

(commotion)

- Grandpa!

What happened?

- Everybody back.

- He's bleeding!

Do we have a medic?

(dramatic string music)

- Orchid.

- Well it's about time, shame on you

for keeping a lady waiting.

- Sorry, had my hands full.

- Yeah that happens to me all the time.

(gasping)

Is that my money (laughing)

you know if you were going to pay me that kind of dough

you could've picked a better place

to meet than underneath this dock.

- No, after all I'm a married man,

didn't want to leave any trace behind.

- Mmm, ah, what's this?

- Ooh. (laughing)

- Is it a gun or are you just happy to see me? (laughing)

- It's a gun.

(muffled talking on police radios)

- Vivian,

I'm so sorry, I have to go with my grandfather.

- I know, I understand it's fine.

- Thank you for being so amazing.

(siren blaring)

- I just, I mean who the hell would shoot an old guy?

- Come on I'm sure he's got a long list

of people that want to see him dead.

- Yeah well whatever the case you heard the detective,

it's not safe here we should go.

- Tamara where's your date?

- I don't know, I have no idea.

- Pete. - Pete.

- Whoa whoa.

- What are you talking about Janice was raped?

What are you talking about?

(crying)

(door banging)

- Hello?

(whimpering)

Zoey?

(dramatic tense music)

- Oh god.

- Hello puta.

- Hey, hey.

Hey.

You all leave here the fuck alone I don't--

- On the wall.

- You all see that, you all see that shit?

Shit, get off me, get off me.

- What's happening here, what are you doing?

- We gotta fix you up a little, doctor's orders.

- What, what are you talking about?

(laughing)

- What, what does that mean?

Stop it, guards!

(screaming)

Get away form me, get away.

(screaming)

Guards!

Stop it, no.

(screaming)

Guards help me!

Help!

- [Narrator] Next on the bay.

- I want to know everything.

- Several inmates claim that you were attacking them

and they were defending themselves against you.

- She's going to divorce your sorry ass and expose you

as the blackmail rapist that we all know you are.

- Whose is it?

- It's a woman, we picked up at

the raid at the Masquerade Lounge.

- What woman?

- The mayor's prostitute.

(dramatic music)

("The Devil's Bride" by Jay Price)

♪ There's a feeling in the air now baby

♪ Can you feel it too?

♪ There ain't nothing you can do now baby

♪ It's just too late for you

♪ But if you fall into my arms I will carry you away

♪ Oh, oh, you've fallen for the devil

♪ Now he'll take you for his bride

♪ Shaking with a fever and a feeling deep inside my love

♪ Oh, oh yes you've fallen for the devil

♪ Now he'll take you for his bride

♪ If we ever make it meet me on the other side my love

♪ Oh, oh, you've fallen for the devil

♪ Now he'll take you for his bride

♪ Shaking with a fever and a feeling deep inside my love

♪ Oh, oh yes you've fallen for the devil

♪ Now he'll take you for his bride

♪ If we ever make it meet me on the other side my love