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Would you cut that out?

Ben, you got your sunblock?
It's going to be hot.

- Yeah, I got it.
- Lucy?

I'm trying to tan.

You don't tan, you burn.

What? Don't blame me. Blame
your Scottish forefathers.

- I blame you.
- Figures.

He did not help.

- I blame that on your computer.
- You what?

At the turn of the last century,

children your age worked in coal mines.

I'm pretty sure you can do the dishes.

- Hi!
- Hi! Look at you!

Here's my girls. Mm.

The Moro sisters.

God help the men at the
Department of Corrections

- for trying to take you two on.
- We do what we can.

Now, how about you?

Two-thirds of a man
and halfway to handsome.

Come on. I've got work for you.

You know what's happening
tomorrow, Benjamin?

The American Government is going
to kill a mentally disabled man.

- What do you think about that?
- I think it's bad.

How much longer you got?

- Next week.
- Next week?

Murderer!

Murderer!

Murderers!

Go back to where you came from.

Murderer!

Keep to your side of the fence, please.

Keep to your side of the fence,
please. Stay in your groups.

Stay in your area.

It's been a long wait for justice.

It's taken its toll

and we're just glad
it's coming to an end.

Now, there's been
significant public backlash

about a mentally disabled
man being put to death.

Do you have any thoughts on that?

He had sense enough to point
a gun and pull the trigger.

And now he's going
to have to pay for it.

Hopefully, once he's gone
we can all start to move on.

Tensions are expected tomorrow

between two opposing sets of protesters

with a strong contingent of
anti-death penalty activists

expected to clash with the American
Institute of Homicide Survivors.

Mr. Bromage is a key member
of the American Institute

of Homicide Survivors...

Hey.

Sorry. Sorry. I didn't
mean to spook you.

Mercy.

What?

I'm Mercy.

That's a pretty fucking
ironic name, don't you think?

Yeah, you got one of your own?

Lucy.

Well, that's pretty.

How are things with the
friends of the gas chamber?

How are things at the cop
killers' benevolent fund?

- Didn't know he was a cop.
- Yeah.

He was off duty, on vacation,
with his wife and kids.

Was that your dad
getting interviewed on TV?

I saw you guys arriving.

Yeah, Mike was his partner at the CPD.

For 16 years.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Well...

see you tomorrow?

Yeah.

Mom.

♪ And we gotta remember ♪
♪ The Pharaoh's army ♪

♪ They got drowned ♪
♪ In the Red, Red Sea ♪

♪ Oh, Mary don't you weep ♪

♪ Tell your sister Martha ♪

♪ Tell Martha not to mourn ♪

When we get back you
could try at The Grill.

They're using my résumé as napkins now.

That's how many times
I've been in there.

- You need a job.
- I had a job.

Note the past tense there.

Shall we harvest his
organs while he sleeps?

How much you think
we'd get for a kidney?

- What?
- It's weird.

You sleeping here.

You're, like, three
sizes bigger than me.

It's not my fault you got tiny feet.

It's not my fault you've got flippers.

Can we get a German Shepard?

Why don't you play
with the neighbor's dog?

The neighbor's dog is dead.

Tough break.

Just stuff some socks in there
or something. It'll be fine.

- What time's your interview?
- In an hour.

Okay, so you'll be home
in time to clean the house?

I guess so. Why?

Weldon's coming over
to talk about the case.

Which bedroom do you want me to tidy?

Come on, Lucy. Just
help me out, all right?

He said he's got big news.

- Why do you want a dog, anyways?
- Protection, from intruders.

Hey, you need protection?
You got me, all right?

Hi.

Hi.

How was the public hanging?

An affront to moral decency.

How was your weekend?

Likewise.

Now, what's with the outfit?

Just trying to make myself
look more employable.

Is it working?

I don't know. Is it?

You want a drink?

Beer.

- And nuts.
- Hi.

- Katlin.
- Lucy.

Is that a résumé?

Yeah.

You hear I'm leaving town?

No, I must have missed the announcement.

I got a job in Toledo.

Two weeks and I'm out of this dump.

Toledo.

Being Homecoming Queen's
finally paying off, huh?

Anyway, if I don't see
you between then and now,

have a nice life.

Thanks. It's on my to-do list.

Do you remember Al
Newbury's Christmas party?

I never told anyone, you know.

Told them what?

That you're a pervert.

Good luck in the city.

Say hi to your dad for me.

How long do I have to sit here

before you give me a fucking job?

I reckon we're going to find out.

So I have good news and
I have less good news.

We knew it was coming. It
doesn't change anything.

They set the date.

At least now we know.

Four months.

So we got to move fast.

Hey, listen. It'll be fine.

This is what I do, this is my thing.

I'm good at this. I promise. Okay?

The good news is the witness.

That's where we need to
be focusing our attention.

You couldn't do it before.

What makes you think you can do it now?

I've been digging around.
I found an old buddy of his

who told me the guy got
thrown out of college

for smoking too much
pot and missing class.

- That's it?
- Lucy.

- That's it?
- Cases have been won on less.

- Maybe in fucking Burma!
- Lucy, shut up.

No, it's okay.

I'm not pretending this is video
evidence or a signed confession,

but this is something.

Look, the witness is an addict.

He's hopelessly hooked on marijuana.

He saw the world through a drug haze.

How could he possibly be sure
he saw what he said he saw

when it was dark, and he was high?

So you're not trying to prove
that our dad didn't do it?

Discrediting the witness
is basically the same thing.

No! It is not basically the same thing!

You said you'd prove he was innocent!

I got four months before the judge

sends your dad to the chamber.

So I got to work with
what I got to work with.

I'm sure you're going to
spend the time productively.

Lucy, why don't you go check
on Ben and see if he's okay?

Well, I was right.

How'd it go with douchebag?

Well, aren't you glad you didn't...

Great.

How is that the best...

We're really knocking
it out of the park.

That was the worst...

We could take you to
the best place to spin

in the whole forest.

I would very much like that.

How's the pro-boning?

Well, anyway...

when this is all over, you'll thank me.

I don't want to hear it, Lucy.

You don't have to keep doing it.

- I like Shane.
- He makes me feel ill.

Well, you don't have to talk to
him. Just let me deal with it.

Four months.

A little gas money.

- Aggie, no, no, no.
- No what?

I don't get to spend
my money how I please?

You got friends, girl.

Let me help.

Thanks.

Whose daddy is that?

Hey, Mandy?

- Whose daddy is that?
- Can you make those letters bigger?

I want the cameras to be able
to read those signs. Okay, honey?

You sound like me.

Oh!

It's funny, isn't it?

- It's funny.
- Good job.

Hi.

Hi.

One execution wasn't
enough for you, huh?

Oh, I'm sorry. Am I crashing your party?

Technically not a party.

Hey, you got any beer or anything?

- Uh, got soda.
- I guess that'll have to do.

Okay.

- Here.
- Thanks.

Nice RV.

It's like a million years old.

RV-saurus?

Basically extinct, yeah.

That's it right there. Real good.

I've got to get back.

I stay in this den of iniquity too long,

and the good Lord's
likely to strike me down.

Come on. It's not that bad, is it?

No.

Hey, I was thinking about
walking into town later.

Get a real drink.

You want to come?

- Sure.
- Well, don't sound too excited.

No, it's just I didn't... I
don't think we're supposed to...

- fraternize. I...
- Oh.

Right. Is there a law against it?

An unwritten one.

Those are the easiest ones
to break in my experience.

So just go for a smoke
around eight. Okay?

- Okay.
- Try and muster up

- some enthusiasm by then.
- Well, I...

Ben, stop picking at
it. Just eat your food.

It's gross.

I didn't ask for a review, just eat it.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Rewind.

- What do you mean "gross"?
- I mean it's gross.

This is barely food.

Dude. I spent at least ten
minutes making this dish.

I mean, this is my dish.
This is my specialty dish.

- I always make this dish.
- And it always tastes like ass.

Ben!

I mean, I can't even believe
what I'm hearing right now.

I mean, this is the entire
extent of my culinary oeuvre,

and you're telling me it
doesn't even taste good?

Yeah.

It could be time for you
to learn a new recipe.

- Et fucking tu, Martha?
- Lucy.

Mom taught me this.

I'm pretty sure it's the
only dish she could make.

I'm pretty sure it's the
only thing Dad would eat.

She could burn in
drive-through, that woman.

- You used to get
drive-through? - Sometimes.

Anyway, I like it. So...

I'm probably going to be out late.

For what?

I'm meeting a friend.

You don't have any friends in Virginia.

Actually, the state motto
for a while, I think.

Can we just get pizza instead?

Oh, my God, this kid
is breaking my heart.

Just eat your ass and cheese.

I mean mac and cheese. God.

- Hi.
- Jesus!

So, you got a boyfriend, or whatever?

Um, I'm single.

What is wrong with the citizens of Ohio?

I don't think we have enough
time to answer that question.

Well, it's their loss.

They seem to be coping okay.

They don't appreciate a vision
of perfection when they see one.

Uh, do you have a
boyfriend, or whatever?

I'm between boyfriends.

- That sounds uncomfortable.
- Yeah, it is.

- Well, I am seeing this guy.
- He sounds like a jerk.

Ohio. It has a nice ring to it.

Spoken like someone
who's never been there.

- What about you?
- Bastogne, Illinois.

They don't have the
death penalty in Illinois.

You can imagine the letters
my mother has written.

- What do you do there?
- I work in a law firm.

- Like, as a lawyer?
- Junior lawyer.

I hate lawyers.

Thanks!

You seem okay.

Two beers.

So why'd you come back?

Um, I don't know, having
those people there for us.

It made a difference.

I guess I just wanted
to give something back.

How come you didn't go in and watch too?

Wow. You really do just spy
on me at these things, huh?

Well, you come all that way and
you missed the big show. I...

just figure that's the best bit for you.

I'm glad he's dead. How's that?

Kind of scary.

My dad will never be the same.

Everything will always
be a little bit worse.

My dad will always
be a little bit worse.

That man destroyed my world.

Now he's dead. I move on. So fuck him.

Lady Vengeance.

That was intense.

So how'd you get into it then?

Your mom make you?

Martha's not my mom. She's my sister.

And that was your little brother?

Yeah.

You're a little troupe
of sibling activists.

Where's the parents?

My mom's dead.

Shit. I'm so sorry.

Where'd you get your parents
from anyway? A catalog?

Hey, now.

That's nice. Really.

I reckon you're drunk enough
to tell me your sad story.

What makes you think I have a sad story?

You're way too interesting not to.

So where's your dad?

He's in the state pen.

What's he serving?

He's on H wing.

Sandusky Wood.

H isn't...

the wing that you want to be on...

if you know what I mean.

Your mom?

When?

Eight years ago.

I came home from a
friend's house and I, uh...

I found her in the living room.

She had been stabbed and, um...

Uh, my dad, he was supposed to be

across town that night, but someone...

They saw some guy that looked like him,

like, a few blocks away,
throw something in a bush.

A weapon?

Yeah.

But, you know, there's, like...
There's holes in the case.

You don't think he did it?

He says he didn't.

I mean, we have this lawyer
and he's got, like, three guys

off death row and...

But we can't afford him, so
Martha's like fucking... Shit!

It's okay.

And we go to all these,
like, stupid fucking protests,

like it's going to make
a fucking difference.

- Hey.
- Hi!

I'm hungover.

I'm sorry. I didn't, uh...

mean for last night
to turn into such a...

counseling session.

It's just...

booze. I should probably never drink it.

So, are you all right?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

Okay, 'cause...

we got to go.

I'll be thinking about you, Lucy Moro.

Lucy. It's my turn on the laptop.

I'm on it.

What are you doing?

I'm writing the Great American Novel.

What?

I'm looking at porn, okay? Go away.

- You look good.
- Yeah?

Yeah.

You look happy.

Did I tell you we were on TV?

- No. Get out of here.
- Yeah.

A news report in Virginia.

And you can see Ben in the background

with signs and everything.
It's on YouTube.

- YouTube?
- Yeah.

Oh. I brought this.

He's basically my height already.

Martha was saying

that she thinks there's
a model in the family.

I was assuming it was me,
but I'm beginning to wonder.

He's not giving you any trouble?

No. He's a good kid.

- He'd love to come visit soon.
- Yeah, I know.

You know, it's just
been a while and, uh...

The lawyer was here.

He told me about the witness.

He seems to think it's good news.

Yeah.

What? You don't think so?

There's got to be something, right?

I mean, that proves it, that
proves you weren't there.

He's just covering all the angles.

I just thought you wanted
your name cleared is all.

I wanna get out of here.

Hey. How's the house?

It's okay.

And the garden?

Fine.

Your mother loved that garden.

She could have planted a
cherry tree in the desert.

How about that boiler?
Did you get it checked?

I will.

You wait for it to pack in,
they'll charge you double

because they know you're desperate.

You've got two girls living alone...

It's not cheap is the thing.

People take advantage.

In these protests,
there's guys there, right?

Yeah.

'Cause you need to tell your sister

to hurry up and meet someone.

'Cause you know, I'm
not going to be able to

meet my grandchildren, so...

I want to know that there
are some on the way at least.

Well, I'll tell her to
put herself around more.

That's not what I mean. And you neither.

You don't have to worry about me.

Of course I worry. I'm your father.

Hey.

Small hands... give me some affection.

- I miss you, darling.
- You too, Dad.

Hey! What are you doing?

Okay.

Fuck!

- Hi!
- Hi.

Hi, hey, hello.

- Hello.
- Hello.

I'm sorry. I said that
already, I guess, yeah.

Yeah. A few times.

Hi.

So? What's up?

Um, nothing. Nothing. I'm just, um...

I... What's up with you?

Sorry. I hope it's not
weird that I called.

It's super weird. It's...
It's extremely weird.

I... I think you're...

a freak.

No! It's fine! It's fine! It's fine!

Um, is that your office, or...

Yeah. It's my boss's,
but he's at lunch, so...

You law types are so fancy.

Yeah. I know, right? With
our sandwiches and everything.

Lucy, I want to use the laptop.

I'm on it.

I'm playing Warcraft!
Everyone's waiting for me.

- You said I could have it.
- Your dumb game can wait, Benny.

It's not dumb! I'm a healer
now, shithead! People need me!

No!

Open the door!

Fucking hell!

I always wanted a little brother.

Well, send me your address.
I'll FedEx him over.

No, just send yourself.

Right. Yeah, I'll just...

hop in a crate and
wait for you to open it?

Better yet, I'll get in with you,

we could post ourselves away.

I'll get some stamps?

Where do you want to go?

Well, everywhere, I guess.

Look, I was actually calling
'cause I spoke to my boss.

He's like a proper lawyer, not like me.

And, um...

I hope this isn't too forward,

but, uh, we work with
this lab in Chicago,

and they have this new chemical process.

And the technology has improved so much

that you can sometimes find
new stuff on old evidence.

And they owe us a favor, so I
could put you in touch with them.

If you wanted.

Wow.

Th... Thank you so much.
I don't know what to say.

You don't have to say anything.

Look at you...

fighting the death penalty.

Only for the innocent ones.

Why aren't we doing Indiana?

Forty-year-old guy shot his
business partner. Who cares?

No. We're going to Missouri next month.

Fuck yeah! There's that great
barbecue place on the way.

I do love barbecue.

You talk to Weldon about the tests?

Yeah. He doesn't think
they're a good idea.

- Why?
- I don't know,

he's probably annoyed
somebody else is helping out.

I told him to get them, though.

Should we ask Dad...

if he thinks it's a good idea?

Why wouldn't he think it's a good idea?

Yeah. I guess...

I guess if something comes
up then that's good, right?

Well, obviously.

Well, Mercy seems pretty confident

that something could come up,
and she works at a law firm.

Does she work at a law firm?

I don't think I've heard
you mention that before.

So, I guess your boyfriend
will come back again then?

I guess so.

That's good 'cause you
like him so, so much.

Uh-huh.

Dad asked why you haven't had kids yet.

Because I'm still looking after his.

How you feeling, dude?

Not good.

Try to get some rest, buddy.

Remember the terms. You gotta
kill him before he bites you.

Doesn't matter if he's our brother.

Shut up, Lucy.

He can't go to Missouri like this.

Will you be okay to stay
home and take care of him?

Why do I have to stay? I can go.

You want to go all the way
to Missouri on your own?

You've never gone to
one of these by yourself.

- So? I can't start now?
- I know why you want to go.

- It's what Dad wants.
- It is not what Dad wants.

- Martha, come on.
- No! End of the discussion.

You're not going!

Fuck.

♪ Baby won't you tell me your number ♪
♪ Boom, boom, boom ♪

♪ My heart beats like thunder ♪

♪ Baby, baby, baby ♪
♪ Won't you tell me your name? ♪

♪ 'Cause girl, oh, girl ♪
♪ I want to see you again ♪

♪ Oh, baby, baby, baby ♪
♪ Won't you tell me your number ♪

♪ Boom, boom, boom ♪
♪ My heart beats like thunder ♪

♪ Baby, baby, baby ♪
♪ Won't you tell me your name? ♪

♪ 'Cause girl, oh, girl,
I want to see you again ♪

Don't kill for me!

It's our duty to win!

It's our duty to win!

We must love and support one another!

We must love and support one another.

We have nothing to lose but our chains!

We have nothing to lose but our chains!

It is our duty to fight for our freedom!

I just hitched a ride
with a guy from the group.

My dad had a thing,

and my mom's choir is
singing in competition.

Your mom sings competitive choir?

Yeah. Mom thinks that God
hasn't created anything

that can't be improved
by a judging panel.

So you must have really
wanted to see this one, huh?

Sure did.

What are you thinking about?

It's stupid.

Well, obviously.

Seriously, what?

I used to go to the river with my dad.

You see, he loved fishing,
but Martha and my mom hated it.

So, you know, I'd end
up going on my own.

But then, like, a few hours later,

they would, like, show up and be like,

"Oh, we just went for a walk," you know?

And then...

Martha and I would end up, like,

playing in the water or
whatever and then we'd...

look and see my dad and mom kissing.

You know, and we'd just, like...

scream and freak out, and
they're, like, laughing.

You know, I think that
only happened once.

I think we only went to
the river one single time.

But it feels like more, you know.

We should probably go, huh?

Yeah, I guess so.

You falling asleep?

No.

Liar.

Yeah.

You can stay, you know.
Like, if you wanted... to.

Like, you could...

I should probably get back.

I met with the victim's mom. She was...

so broken.

So sad.

How do you ever come back from that?

Maybe you don't.

You think you ever will?

When Mike's killer was executed,

my parents felt this
massive weight lifted.

Like they could finally breathe again.

That's what I want for you.

We're not the same, you know?

I know.

I'm sorry your dad's partner got
himself shot, but it was my mom.

That's my fucking dad
that you're talking about.

I'll feel better if they kill him?

No. That's not what I meant.

I mean, it's so great...

that lethally injecting
a mentally disabled man

is the key to solving your grief.

But my shit's a little more complicated.

- Lucy, I...
- Can you go?

- Hold on.
- Can you just go?

Okay.

Lucy?

You in there, honey?

You okay?

He didn't do it.

- I know.
- No, you don't.

You don't know.

No one does.

But I still don't give you permission

to stick a needle in
his arm and kill him.

I don't fucking give you that!

What are you doing?

I'm driving you home.

How are you going to get home?

Don't worry about it.

You're splitting gas
money though, right?

And he hits it.

Out there at third.

- No.
- Out at second...

Who's your team?

The Schaumburg Boomers.

Were they named by Dr. Seuss?

A boomer is a type of prairie chicken.

Oh, okay. Well, that's
not ridiculous at all then.

Just be quiet. Let me
listen to this, dude.

So the ball flies...

The Gulfside Prison
for Women in Alabama.

Delmarva Correctional.

Uh, the George Reed
Facility. That's in Delaware.

Uh, Tulsa Penitentiary.

And then the Hunters
Creek unit in Texas.

I've been there a lot obviously.

The South Fork Branch Facility...

Maybe just list prisons
you haven't been to.

Yeah?

- Grieve?
- No.

- Girder?
- No.

Girls?

I give up.

Well, we have like five
hours of driving left,

so I'm confident you'll get it.

- Gas meter!
- No.

- Grit.
- Did you say grass?

- Grit.
- Oh, no.

- Grass.
- No.

Okay, so tell me about your love life.

Um, well, there was, like,

a brief relationship
back in school. Toby.

- Oh. Sounds nice.
- Yeah, he's okay.

- Still heartbroken.
- Well, naturally.

Yeah, God, no.

I don't know about that, but
we went to prom together...

- ... and it didn't go well.
- What happened?

Not my scene, I guess.

I would love to see you in a prom dress.

I wore a tuxedo.

Okay.

And then there was another guy. Gary.

That was a little bit later.

Um, but we only...

That was just, you know,
like, sex, only once.

- And I'm still not sure why.
- Did you like him?

Uh, well, all the girls liked him.

No, but did you like him?

Uh...

He had a really cool guitar.

And he had a really nice
English Bulldog named Betty.

That is not the same
thing as liking someone.

- Turns out it's not, no.
- Okay, so, Toby, Gary

and the Bull Terrier.
That's your whole love life?

Well, Betty, but... and, uh...

No, I, um...

There were, like, a few
people here and there.

When was the last time you were laid?

Oh, my God. That is
none of your business.

Like, two years?

Are... Are you telling me?
Or are you asking a question?

I'm telling you.

- You're stating a fact.
- Yeah.

- Two years!
- What?

Don't yell at me! I haven't
had time for a relationship!

Who is talking about a
relationship? Two years!

- I've been busy!
- Doing what?

You go on a lot of long bike rides?

I don't even... I don't, come on. I...

That's enough. We can
stop talking about me.

I'm assuming by your horrified
rant that you sex a lot?

What?

Oh, my God, it's been so long

that you've actually
changed the word to a verb!

Did you sex her? Do you
like to sex each other?

No! No, no. You're better than this.

- Well, I'm not.
- Well, you should be.

Just fucking drive.

No.

No!

- What?
- This is my song.

This is my song. Pull over!

Pull over! Pull over! Pull over!

Okay.

♪ You got me begging you for mercy ♪

♪ Why won't you release me? ♪

♪ You got me begging you for mercy ♪

♪ Why won't you release me? ♪

♪ I said release me ♪

♪ Now you think that I ♪

♪ Will be something on the side ♪

♪ But you got to understand ♪
♪ That I need a man ♪

♪ Who can take my hand ♪
♪ Yes, I do ♪

♪ I don't know what this is ♪
♪ But you got me good ♪

♪ Just like you knew you would ♪

♪ I don't know what you do ♪
♪ But you do it well ♪

♪ I love your stare... ♪

How old are you here?

- Uh, thirteen.
- Who took the photo?

Uh...

I don't know. I don't remember that day.

Is this the room that you found her in?

She was there.

We moved the TV cabinet

because we couldn't
get the bloodstain out.

I guess it's still there, maybe.

You were by yourself?

Well, Ben was in his cot, screaming.

Martha was at college,

so it took her an hour
or so to drive back.

Were there any defense wounds?

Or any other marks?

Yeah.

And the doors and the windows?

Undamaged.

So it wasn't a break in.

No. Whoever it was,
she let them in. Or...

Or they had a key?

Was anything taken?

Yeah, some jewelry, but they, uh...

They found it with the knife.

And the knife was?

From the kitchen.

No prints or anything.

You want to ask if she was raped?

Some people don't like to ask that.

She wasn't, if that
helps your investigation.

- Sorry, I didn't...
- No. It's fine.

There were marks by the door.

Something had happened there.

She hit her head.

So the doorbell had rung.

So she opened it.

Her attacker came in,
knocked her to the ground...

went inside to find something to steal.

She got up, went to the
kitchen. Maybe grabbed a knife.

Followed him in here.

He grabbed the knife
from her, stabbed her...

ran out and closed the door behind him.

Why didn't she run out?

If she was knocked down
by a guy by the front door,

why didn't she run out

- to try and get help?
- Her baby was upstairs.

Would you leave your baby?

Well, that's good to know.

How was Missouri?

Fine.

- And you? You enjoy yourself?
- I don't go there for that.

- No? You just go there to gloat?
- Martha...

Ben's still sick and I have to work.

Can I trust you to stay here
and take care of him tomorrow?

Did you believe it?

What Martha said about the intruder

and my mom running back in?

Do you believe it?

Oh, fuck.

No, no. No.

- No.
- I really have to leave.

No, no, no.

Oh, hi.

Who are you?

I'm Mercy. I'm Lucy's friend.

Okay.

You must be Benjamin.

Do you want anything?

I just threw up in the hallway.

I'm going back to bed.

Okay.

I'm going to leave you with that.

Thanks.

Um, I'll see you soon.

Feel better, Ben!

Oh, man!

So you'll be in Georgia?

Out in strength.

You guys are the worst.

Really? Well, maybe I won't come then.

No! No! I didn't mean it.

I got to go. I've got a hot date

at a reasonably priced Italian
chain restaurant with my boss.

- Lucky.
- I know, right?

Wait, where are you going?

I told you. I got to go get
ready. I'll see you in Georgia.

Oh, come on.

Skip dinner!

Is Martha around?

She's out.

Do you know where?

With a guy from work.

Is there something you wanted?

Got some news about the case.

What is it?

- Maybe it can wait.
- I was joking!

She's out with Ben.

You're too sensitive. You know that?

Twenty-two years old.

You're living like a
middle-aged divorcée.

Well, yeah. You'd know.

I know she probably sees other people.

I can't actually figure out
whether she likes me or not.

But you,

I know you don't like me.
You think I'm the bad guy.

You like your hippie friends.

How many people have
they got off death row?

None. Me?

I've saved lives. Three of
them. But I'm the asshole?

It was Martha who
started whatever this is.

Now, I'm driving three
hours to tell you something

that could have been done
over a five-minute phone call.

I'm so sorry this has
fucked up your life so much.

Think she'll still want
to see me when it's over?

It might depend on the outcome.

I always thought he did it. Your dad.

Don't make a difference to me. Just...

can't help having an opinion, I guess.

You come all the way
here just to tell me that?

I came to tell you
the results of the test

came back from Chicago.

One of the hairs they
got off the crime scene

matched a known criminal.

Some guy up in Jersey
doing a bit for assault.

He could be the killer?

Your father might actually be the victim

of a miscarriage of justice.

How's that make you feel?

She's relieved!

Shame on you. I thought
you were a believer.

I am.

Well, anyway, I just
came to tell you that.

But I guess Martha's busy, so...

She really doesn't see
other people. She's loyal.

What happens now?

If you girls want...

I'll go get some more tests done.

Take a trip to Jersey,
speak to this son-of-a-bitch

and see what's what.

You could actually prove
that he didn't do it?

Get your sister to call me.

♪ Baby, won't you tell me your number ♪

♪ Boom, boom, boom ♪

♪ My heart beats like thunder ♪

♪ Baby, baby, baby ♪
♪ Won't you tell me your name? ♪

♪ 'Cause girl, oh, girl ♪
♪ I want to see you again ♪

♪ I said, baby, baby, baby ♪
♪ Won't you tell me your number ♪

♪ Boom, boom, boom ♪

♪ My heart beats like thunder ♪

♪ Baby, baby, baby ♪
♪ Won't you tell me your name? ♪

♪ 'Cause girl, oh, girl ♪
♪ I want to see you again ♪

Remember when the AC worked?

God, I think of those
as the halcyon days.

Like, you know how your body is
supposed to be 70 percent water?

I'm pretty sure mine's, like,
70 percent butt crack sweat.

We could have some
quiet time if you want.

No. I want to talk to you
some more about my butt sweat.

Remember when you were a teenager

and sometimes you would get so mad

at me that you wouldn't
speak to me for weeks?

I think of those as the halcyon days.

That's a very cruel thing to
say, and I'm ashamed of you.

Hey! Where are you going? Limpy? Limpy?

Crap! That hurts!

Well, it's going to hurt a lot more

when you get an infection,
and I got to cut your leg off.

Well, I'll get a wheelchair.

No. You'll get a wooden leg,
and they'll call you Limpy,

- and they'll throw trash at you.
- Shut up.

You sure you just fell over?

Yeah.

- No one pushed you?
- No.

When Dad comes back is he
going to want me to move out?

No.

No, why would you think that?

Well, 'cause he never
wanted me to visit.

He just didn't think it was
right, with the prison...

Well, that's bullshit, ain't it?

You have nothing to worry about.

'Cause the only person that can
kick you out of this house is me.

You got that? Huh?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

Ben?

These are ruined. Do
you have another pair?

You bought me another pair?

No.

Oh, then I don't got another pair.

What's he doing here?

I don't know. Just sent me out.

There couldn't be a mistake?

No mistake.

They went over it all again,

found a spot of blood
on your father's shirt

they missed last time.

It was your mother's.

What about the guy in Jersey?

Moving guy.

Delivered your couch.

He was in a bar in Tulsa that
night. They got witnesses.

So these tests are the reason

that they're going to kill my dad?

Stabbing your mother is the reason

why they're going to kill your dad.

At least now we know.

Hey...

He didn't do it.

Just because this happened
this doesn't mean anything.

It doesn't prove that
he did it. It doesn't.

- It's exactly what it proves.
- No.

She could have had a nosebleed.
She could have cut her finger.

I think he killed her.

No, don't say that. Don't say that.

Listen, tomorrow we
are going to the prison.

We're going to go. Me, you and Ben.

- No.
- And we're going to talk to him.

- Yes, yes, yes.
- No, no.

- This is our family, Lucy!
- This isn't a family!

No, no, no, please, Lucy?
Please, do not give up!

Why? Why?

I've been doing this since I was 14!

I was a kid!

And you told me! You
told me he didn't do it!

And I believed you. And you promised me!

I followed you and I would've
done anything for you,

and you let me!

No, Lucy, please? He's our dad. Please?

No! No! I'm done!

Can I help you?

Come and take a seat.

- Are you sure?
- Yes. Absolutely.

Honey, you look pale. Are you okay?

I'm fine.

Okay.

Are you one of Mercy's college friends?

Uh, no, actually, I...

Well, I know her from the protests.

- Really. I didn't recognize you.
- She's from the other side.

The other side?

I'm home, guys! I've got...

- Hi.
- Hi.

What are you doing here?

I'm not really sure.

Honey, let me help you with that there.

Mercy? Aren't you going
to introduce everyone?

Yeah, um...

This is my sister, Sandy.
And that's her fiancé, Pete.

And this is Grandma.

And Mom and Dad. And
this is Ian. He's my boss.

That's a little formal, Merce.

She's the boss of me at home.

God only knows

how anything gets done in that office.

Have a seat, Merce.

It's nice to meet you all.

So, Lucy,

uh, what brings you
out this time of night?

I'm just passing through.

Where are you from?

Ohio.

Wow, that's a long way to come.

You were in Kentucky.

You know that guy killed my partner.

I'm incredibly sorry about that.

Sure.

So, you two made friends. That's nice.

A tad unusual, but nice.

Yeah. Mercy's been really kind to me.

Hey, can we talk for a second, Lucy?

You have a boyfriend?

That's great.

And, what? You live with
your parents or something?

It's temporary.

Maybe you and Ian can move in together.

Why'd you come here?

Because you're here.

It's just complicated, isn't it?

Why?

You know why.

Because you're not some fucking dyke?

- This is my life, Lucy.
- No, it's not!

- This isn't you!
- How do you know that?

You spent a couple of
days with me in the year?

But this is who I am
the rest of the time.

Well, who you are the rest
of the time fucking sucks.

I just met you. I wasn't planning on...

I'm just trying to go through
it on my own time, okay?

You don't get to choose that for me.

Tell your lawyer boyfriend that
his advice fucking sucks by the way.

Thanks.

You did everything you could.

You can appeal it again.

- No.
- We can get more tests.

Ain't no tests going to change that.

- These guys made their minds up.
- No.

No. No. We can try.

We can fight it.

You're a smart girl, Martha.

Always have been.

I thought you'd do amazing
things with your life.

'cause you're so smart.

That lawyer seemed so sure that
he could get me off this thing.

Save my worthless life.

Give me another chance with you.

- You need to hear this.
- No, don't say it.

You need to hear this,
Martha. You need to hear it.

- I need to say it.
- Don't!

- Do you know what a boomer is?
- No.

It's a type of prairie chicken.

- That's good to know.
- I think so.

There's a baseball
team named after them,

and they're my least favorite team.

My least favorite team
is the Miami Dolphins.

Why?

Because how could a
dolphin play football?

Great point.

- You should write them.
- I will.

And the Broncos and
the Seahawks and, well,

pretty much everyone else.

- A Bronco could kick a football.
- True, yeah.

Yeah, we should leave them out of it.

Come on.

- Why?
- Go get Ben.

So where you want to go?

- What do you mean?
- Where do you want to live?

We're moving.

- Really?
- Yeah, really.

We're going. We can go
anywhere we want to go.

Nothing's stopping us.
Just our imaginations.

- Somewhere by the sea.
- Somewhere by the sea. Okay.

East coast? West coast? Gulf coast?

West coast.

- West coast.
- West coast.

We've got California.
Oregon. Washington.

- California!
- California!

California! Okay. California it is!

- Okay?
- Okay!

- Okay?
- Okay!

- Okay?
- Okay!

- Okay!
- Okay!

Okay, buddy. Just a little bit.

To California!

- California!
- California!

Hey.

I just wanted to be here for you.

Well, let's go in then.

I love you. I fucking love
you. You know that, right?

Was he scared?

Yeah.

Did he say anything about me?

He said he was sorry.

I would have told him it was okay.

Thank you.

I'm going to take you home.

See you on the bus, okay?

Oh, my God.

Thank you for coming today.

I'm so sorry.

So how'd you find me?

Hired a private investigator.

Smart.

Told him to look for a small Ohian.

It's Ohioan, actually.

I quit my job.

And I broke up with Ian.

Did you tell your mom
where you were going?

Yeah.

What'd she say?

She said, "I'll be
here when you get back."

That's not a bad thing
to say to someone.

I guess it isn't.

How is Martha? And Ben?

Good. Yeah.

Yeah, everyone's fine.

And you?

I can't.

It's a normal fucking
day and you just show up?

Lu? You okay?

Yeah. I'm sorry. Just,
like, five minutes?

No problem.

I'm taking lunch orders.

- You want your veggie burger again?
- Yeah, thanks.

- Pickles, relish and everything?
- Sounds great.

Don't rush.

I am so sorry.

I got to get back. Sorry.

I just don't think you can come back

into someone's life like this.

I'm going to stick around
for a few more days.

So you don't have to see me, but...

I'll be here.

I get off at six.

If you want to get out
of here? Do something?

Yeah, yeah, that would be nice.

Where do you want to go?

I don't know.

Everywhere, I guess.

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