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[ Sighs ]

This and you are exactly what I need.

Long day? Mm-hmm.

[ Sighs ] I thought it would never end.

More lawyers?

[ Sighs ] More like...

sharks circling. Mmm.

Drink up. [ Chuckles ] Mmm.

[ Sighs ] How's that feel?

[ Exhales ] That feels good. [ Chuckles ]

It feels real good.

Mmm.

[ Gasps ]

Luke? [ Gasping ]

Luke, honey, what's wrong?

[ Gasping ] Don't worry. It'll be over soon.

I'm so sorry it had to come to this.

[ Gasps ]

Good-bye, Luke.

[ Gasps, Panting ]

The question is...

will the black widow get away with murdering her husband, Luke Miller?

We are now moments away from a verdict in the Cassidy Miller trial.

Miller is facing life in prison...

if convicted of premeditated murder in the first degree.

Luke was convicted of embezzlement...

after the brokerage firm he founded lost millions of investor dollars.

Luke spent six months in a federal penitentiary last year...

before he was released on appeal.

Luke Miller leaves behind his 16-year-old daughter, Lucy,

who's currently in the care of his brother, Scott.

The verdict comes just four days after explosive testimony from Jasmine Holt,

Luke's alleged mistress, who claims that Cassidy's murderous rampage...

resulted from the discovery of the couple's torrid affair.

Luke said Cassidy would kill him if she found out about us.

Of course, Cassidy Miller denies it all.

I knew that Luke was having trouble readjusting after getting out of prison.

But I didn't think he was desperate enough to kill himself.

And were you aware of your husband's affair with Jasmine Holt?

No.

I found out about it on the news like everyone else.

And I still don't believe it.

And what about the life insurance policy?

I loved Luke.

And there is no amount of money in the world that can make up for the loss of your husband.

[ Nora ] After only two hours of deliberation,

the jury will return to the courtroom to deliver...

what is perhaps the most important decision of their lives.

People move to small towns to get away-- Hey, Luce.

Do you think Cassidy Miller should be in prison?

Prison? No. She deserves the chair!

You know what? I told you to stop watching this trash.

It's all lies.

Come here.

Go get dressed. We have to get down there, all right?

Come on.

[ Sighs ] Where are they, Greyson?

Relax. They'll be here.

So, what is it that they say? A quick deliberation means guilty, right?

You really wanna know?

Okay, so when the guilty verdict comes, I want reaction shots of the crowd.

- Okay. - Oh, and if there's tears of joy, go tight.

Uh, and if it's "not guilty"? [ Sighs ]

Go set up the shot. All right, all right.

[ Sighs ]

[ Clears Throat ]

[ Bailiff ] All rise.

- Hey, you okay? - Yeah.

Everyone have a seat, please.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, have you reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

[ Judge ] Will the defendant please rise?

[ Clears Throat ]

Case 18527-- State of California versus Cassidy Miller--

as to the charge of murder in the first degree,

we find the defendant not guilty.

[ Crowd Shouts ]

[ Sighs ]

Order in the court.

Lucy.

Hey, baby.

My baby.

[ Nora ] We just got word that Cassidy Miller...

will be exiting the courtroom momentarily.

Here she is now.

[ Woman ] How does it feel to get away with murder?

[ Woman ] Miller is a killer!

Miller is a killer! Miller is a killer!

Miller is a killer!

- Cassidy! Cassidy! - Miller is a killer!

Miller is a killer! Commit murder, go to jail!

Commit murder, go to jail!

Commit murder, go to jail!

Commit murder, go to jail!

Black widow, black heart!

Black widow, black heart!

Black widow, black heart!

[ Continues ]

You okay?

[ Man ] Because he was cheating on her!

[ Woman ] That's not the only reason! There's gotta be--

Just ignore them. These people live for this stuff.

It's got nothin' to do with you.

- [ Thumping ] - [ Shouting ]

I'll try not to take it personally.

Black widow, black heart!

Black widow, black heart!

Black widow, black heart! Shoot!

Welcome home.

[ Creaking ]

[ Exhales ]

Everything should be just how you left it.

We really haven't been back here.

I've gotta go. My shift starts soon.

- Your shift? - Oh, I didn't tell you. Lucy got a part-time job...

down at the mall.

You couldn't have someone cover for you tonight?

- Well, what time are you gonna be back? - I'm staying at Uncle Scott's.

Yeah. All of her stuff is at my place, so I'm just gonna move it back on the weekend.

- Are you sure? I'm home. - I'm sure.

[ Door Slams Shut ]

She just needs some time, Cass. She hasn't been back here since--

since Luke died. Yeah, right.

You know what? I'll have her come over for dinner tomorrow night.

And then it'll just give you a chance to kind of settle back in.

Okay. I guess you're right.

So, how you feelin'? I'm okay. [ Shudders ]

I'm really sad, relieved mostly.

I'm just-- I'm happy to be home.

I missed you. [ Sighs ]

[ Inhales ] You know what I could go for?

A cup of tea.

[ Whistling ]

Thank you for taking care of her when I couldn't.

Of course.

I mean, Luke was always there for me.

Helped me with school, he--

[ Sighs ] got me my job with the city.

Our family sticks together.

Thanks.

- Maybe you should stay at my place tonight. - I'm fine. Really.

I don't even know if I'd be able to stay here by myself.

It's way too many memories.

They're kind of all I have.

Tonight, black widow Cassidy Miller, free.

According to one member of the jury, the prosecution didn't meet its burden of proof.

How did they get it so wrong?

We're taking your phone calls.

Ellen, you're on the air with Nora Grant.

What is your question? Hi, Nora.

I just have to say, I'm really appalled by the verdict.

She got away with murder, and we know it.

[ Nora ] There is no justice tonight, Ellen. Luke Miller, dead.

And where is Cassidy Miller?

Happy, healthy and out celebrating her newfound freedom.

[ Ellen ] Well, if I see her out celebrating, I'm gonna give her a piece of my mind.

[ Rings ]

Hello?

Hello. [ Heavy Breathing ]

[ Sighs ] One thing at a time.

Starting with breakfast.

Starting with groceries.

- Ms. Miller. - What are you doing here, Greg?

I'm here to thank you.

What are you talking about?

You did what we all wanted to do. And you got away with it.

I didn't do anything. [ Slams ]

Seems like I've heard that before.

Oh, yeah. From your husband.

You are trespassing. Get off my property!

Must be nice to still have some.

Have a wonderful day.

You have got to be kidding me.

Wow. You're making friends everywhere, aren't you?

What do you want, Nora? An exclusive with the black widow.

Go to hell. Come on. Don't you want your chance to tell your side?

You are not interested in hearing my side.

You had your headline, and you ran with it.

To be fair, "Woman Doesn't Kill Husband, Town Unconcerned," not as catchy.

Yeah. That "not guilty" must have been a real kick in the teeth, huh?

Oh, hardly. Cut the tape.

Take five, please. Okay.

See ya.

Aw, well, you know what? If you had gotten a guilty verdict,

you would have just been another scorned woman wrapped up in a tidy bow.

But now you're a loose end.

People don't like that. They want answers.

So, they'll come to me.

And I have been stuck in this bottom-tier, trailer-trash market for years.

This case? Embezzling husband gets killed...

by his beautiful wife for his life insurance money?

The suffering daughter-- Don't you dare bring Lucy into this.

Well, it's got legs to go national, and I'm gonna take it all the way up.

But I was found innocent.

No, no, no, no. You were found not guilty.

There's a big difference.

And this whole town knows it.

And I'm gonna make sure they never forget.

[ Sighs ]

Ms. Miller. Detective Bell.

Beautiful day to be alive.

I guess. Anything else?

Catch ya later, Cassidy.

- You've got to be kidding me. - Cassidy.

Oh, is this your handiwork? What?

No. I saw you inside. There's something I need to tell you.

Jasmine, stay the hell away from me. Cassidy, please.

I said stay away.

Hey! Ms. Miller!

Do you think this is a good idea? What?

Out one day already and causing trouble.

Did you see my tire? I was just--

Yeah, disturbing the peace and assault.

You've got to be kidding me. Turn around.

Turn around. Ow!

I said turn around. You have the right to remain silent. [ Scoffs ]

Anything you say and do could be used against you. I want my lawyer!

So she throws me in a holding cell...

and then she makes a crack about the town's recidivism rate.

It's harassment. Okay, well, her department's case against you fell apart.

There is going to be bad blood.

You know, some cops, they have a fragile ego. It's why they carry guns.

So, how is the life insurance paperwork coming along?

It's, um, almost done.

Meaning you haven't started.

It's just-- It's hard, you know. It's like...

putting a period at the end of Luke's life.

I don't know if I'm ready for that.

But the sooner you get through all this, the sooner you put it behind you.

Thanks for bailing me out, Greyson.

Sure. But, if I have not mentioned this before,

you may want to stay under the radar for a while, okay?

You're free now. Let's keep it that way.

Come on. Let's fix your tire. Yeah.

How about the town "welcome home" wagon?

I tell you what, if I ever find out who did it--

All right. Relax. Oh, what's this?

[ Sighs ] You know damn well what that is.

It's Luke's life insurance papers.

Using invisible ink? [ Sighs ]

Don't you start with me too.

Do you want some help? No, I don't want some help.

[ Sighs ]

I told you you're not alone in this. Yeah.

And I hope you don't mind, but I have taken the liberty...

of looking at some out-of-state real estate property for you.

[ Sighs ] Out-of-state.

Minneapolis? It's freezing there. I'm a California girl.

I'd rather go back to prison.

I understand that it's not easy to start over.

No, you don't understand. I'm not leaving. Not now. Why not?

Because my husband was murdered.

What are you talking about? Luke took his own life.

But what if he didn't?

Cassidy, your entire defense was built around it.

Luke would never have taken his own life.

And as the trial went on, I was convinced more and more of that.

You've just been to hell and back. You're finally home.

This is not the time to go chasing a one-armed man.

Really? Yeah.

Take a look at this.

Come on.

Okay. Come here.

What's all this? This is testimony, evidence, pleadings, appeals,

basically the misery of the past two years.

Suicide doesn't add up. Cassidy--

Let me just tell you why, okay? First of all, the phone.

It disappeared the night that Luke died. Why didn't anybody ever find it?

And why would he put in a ten-hour workday and then take all those pills?

Then there's the typed suicide note.

Luke couldn't ever get our printer to work.

He always had to have Lucy walk him through it every time.

And then... there were these.

Threatening letters.

He received them all throughout the trial.

"Justice is coming."

Mm-hmm. And Karma's a bitch--

The kind of literary masterpieces you would expect from anonymous threats.

He didn't know who sent them, and the police never bothered to look into them,

because they said that fake threats were something to expect during a trial.

[ Cell Phone Rings ]

I can't leave town.

Are you gonna get that? No, I am not gonna get it.

It's been ringing all morning.

Someone leaked my information online.

People are angry out there, Cass.

Because of the stupid tabloid press, and you can't live like this.

Well, I can't live with myself if I don't find out exactly what happened to Luke.

Then you go stay at my place. Hide out from Nora Grant. I'll stay here.

To hell with Nora Grant. I'm not leaving my house.

[ Lucy ] "A triangle's longest side is 10 inches.

The other two sides are six inches and eight inches.

By using the Pythagorean theorem,

determine whether the triangle is a right triangle."

How do I do that?

Why don't you try asking me in English?

You're an accountant. Aren't you supposed to be good with numbers?

I only have to deal with the numbers with the dollar signs in front.

That doesn't help me.

Sorry.

Do you miss talking to Dad?

I miss...

everything about your father.

Do you think he... did anything bad?

No way. Your father could never do anything bad.

He was the greatest man I've ever met in my life.

He loved you so intensely.

Speaking of which...

if you're gonna make it to your mom's for dinner, you should probably get a move on.

Right. Good call.

Want me to give you a ride? No, thanks.

Hey, Luce--

Try and have a good time, okay?

[ Sighs ]

[ Lighter Flicks ]

[ Door Creaking ]

[ Voices, Indistinct ]

[ Man On Phone ] 911, what is your emergency?

There's somebody in my house. 535 Chestnut Street.

We have the police on the way. Can you get to a safe place?

[ Door Opens, Creaks ]

I-- I think-- I think he might have just left.

Did you actually see the intruder leave?

Ma'am? Ma'am, can you hear me?

[ Exhales ]

[ Screams ]

No!

[ Pounding On Door ]

[ Sobbing ] [ Pounding ]

[ Pounding ] [ Sobbing ]

[ Screams ]

Are you all right in here? [ Sobs ]

Take a deep breath.

Don't forget the front office.

So, what happened when you came downstairs? I just told you.

There was a man inside my house.

He was all in black. He had a ski mask on. He was in my office, behind my door.

He chased me up. He was right outside my bedroom door.

Well, I didn't see or hear anyone.

You think I'm making this up?

Quite frankly, I think that you've gotten used to the attention.

Maybe you just don't want it to end.

You think I did this?

You think this is fun for me? Where do you get off?

You know all about getting off, Ms. Miller, don't you?

We'll call you if we find anything.

Hey, Luce.

Wow. Really inconspicuous. That's your idea of a disguise?

[ Chuckles ]

Missed you at dinner last night.

Something came up. How'd you know I was here?

Oh. Dad.

He installed Phonefinder in all of our cells...

when we started receiving those threats, remember?

He wanted us to be able to keep track of each other no matter what.

Awesome. So now you can spy on me.

Have you eaten? I could get you something.

I remember you wanted to try that new sushi bar. I tried it.

It's not so new anymore.

Right. I guess not.

My lunch break's almost over. I have to be getting back.

Okay.

Sure.

Hey.

I guess you got rid of the press.

Well, I gave her a hot tip.

You were holed up at the Day's Inn, aren't you?

Yes, I got a very good rate. Uh-huh.

So where'd you go? I actually went to talk to Lucy.

Oh. And?

She wasn't really into talking back.

Well, what happened last night at dinner?

Well, she wasn't really into that either. She didn't show up.

[ Sighs ]

I guess we just need a little more time.

Oh, wait till you see this.

[ Scott ] What's this?

It happened last night.

Okay. That's it. You are out of this house. Do you understand me?

It's not safe! I will think about it.

[ Cassidy Sighs ]

[ Nora ] Dr. Freeburn, many have talked about...

Cassidy changing her physical appearance to survive.

How radical can she go?

[ Freeburn ] Well, Nora, unless she stays in hiding,

she's going to have to do something. Mmm.

I would recommend a complete reconstruction of the nose, cheekbones--

You're watching this crap again? And certainly her hair color.

[ Nora ] Definitely her hair color. I agree.

And...

I heard that you missed dinner.

I wasn't hungry. [ Sighs ]

Lucy, do you know how much your mother misses you?

I think she did it.

I think she killed him.

Really. Wanna know what I think?

I think that you've been watching too much of this tabloid trash.

That's what I think. You're gettin' brainwashed.

After Dad got back, they fought all the time.

We were broke, and she blamed him.

You sat through the same trial that I did.

Don't tell me it never crossed your mind.

You wanna know what crossed my mind?

What crossed my mind is how much your mother loved your father.

That's what crossed my mind! So did I.

And now he's gone.

[ Sighs ]

Joining us in the second hour of our program...

is someone very familiar with the dark side of the Miller family.

Greg Knowles. Greg, thanks for joining us. Thanks for having me, Nora.

And if you're one of our loyal viewers,

you'll remember Greg from his testimony...

in the embezzlement case against Luke Miller last year.

How much money did you invest with Luke Miller's firm?

All told, um, over $500,000.

And as of today, how much money are those investments worth?

Around 4,000.

Half a million dollars,gone.

Stolen.

It wasn't just my 500k.

Luke ripped off other investors. Millions of dollars total.

Well, Luke's conviction was overturned on appeal. Ha.

A jury agreed he just made some bad investments.

The Miller family sure has some luck with juries, don't they?

[ Chuckles ] I mean, do you believe Cassidy is guilty?

I believe anyone who was conscious during that trial knows she's guilty.

Let's take some calls.

Julie, you're on the air with Nora Grant.

[ Woman, Southern Accent ] I would like to know...

what makes Mr. Knowles think that he knows more...

than those juries that were in that courtroom and heard the evidence at those trials.

How about it, Greg? I don't know if she missed the part...

where I was in one of those courtrooms.

As a victim, I was afforded that privilege.

But the investigators never found any...

out-of-the-ordinary spending.

So if he had your $500,000, well, where the heck is it?

Offshore is my guess. His wife did the world a favor...

and took him out before he had a chance to spend it.

There was no evidence.

There was plenty of evidence. There were all kinds of irregularities at that firm.

I'd call and talk to employees on the phone one day...

and the next day be told they never existed.

The whole thing was a scam. He never invested my money.

He stole it, and he got away with it.

Well, for a while. Karma's a bitch.

Yeah, well, Karma's not the only bitch, Ms. Grant.

Well, I will take that as a compliment. Thank you.

Now, Greg--

[ TV Clicks Off ]

Hey, you've reached Lucy Miller. Congratulations.

Leave a message at the beep. [ Sighs ] Congratulations.

[ Computer Start-up Tone ]

Luce?

Deleting files? No! Wait! Stop!

Stop. [ Sighs ]

E-mails.

"This is over now. You're cut off. Signed...

Luke Miller." [ Sighs ]

"You don't know who you're messing with.

Are you trying to get yourself killed? Signed, Jasmine."

July 24.

[ Ragged Breath ] That's the day Luke died.

[ Ragged Breath ]

My question is, who would have remote access to Luke's computer?

How do you know it wasn't a glitch? Maybe you pressed a wrong button.

I know what I saw, Scott. Someone was on Luke's computer deleting files.

If they had access to his phone, to his e-mail accounts, they could easily have--

Cass, the phone is gone.

I know you keep payin' the bill.

You think that's it's gonna turn up someplace. But it's been months.

[ Sighs ] And there's something else.

What?

It's Lucy.

She's been having some, uh, doubts about Luke's death.

Doubts? What are you talking about?

She thinks you were involved.

What?

You told her?

- Lucy-- - Lucy!

Is this true?

[ Sighs ] I'm sorry.

Lucy! Lucy!

Get back in here!

Lucy, we need to talk.

We really don't. Yes. Yes, we do.

Fine! We'll talk!

You may have convinced 12 strangers that Dad was unhinged or something,

but I know better.

He would never kill himself. But I would kill him?

What am I supposed to think?

You could ask me! Did you do it?

No. I don't believe you.

Lucy, I loved your father.

You're my daughter!

I love you with everything that I am.

I would never do anything to hurt you. Can you at least believe that?

I don't know.

[ Sobbing ]

Will you look at that? As good as new.

I wish erasing the past was as easy as that.

Lucy's gonna come around, Cass. She thinks I'm a killer.

She thinks I killed her father.

I still can't believe it. Only because she's been through so much.

I mean, she's just a teenager. She doesn't know which way's up.

Thought about what we talked about?

Moving? I have.

And?

I can't. I can't right now.

I have to find out exactly what happened.

You don't think that you've lost enough time?

I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I left right now.

I owe that to Luke. I owe it to Lucy.

[ Cell Phone Rings ]

Hello? Jasmine,

it's Cassidy Miller.

Hello? I-I can't talk right now.

[ Line Disconnects ] No. Wait.

You've reached Jasmine.

If you're looking for companionship, leave a message, and I'll get right back to you.

[ Phone Slams ]

[ Typing ]

There you are.

Okay.

Looking for... some company tonight.

[ Sighs ]

[ Computer Chirps ]

Well, that was fast.

"You've come to the right place." Smiley face.

Charming.

Where... can we... meet?

[ Clicks ]

Looking for someone to talk to?

- As a matter of fact-- - Cassidy, what are you doing here?

Oh, I think you know what I'm doing here, Jasmine.

Cassidy, please. Please?

Is that what Luke said to you?

Was he begging for his life when you killed him?

You think I killed Luke?

Oh, cut the act, Jasmine. I read the e-mails that he sent you...

telling you that it was over.

Two hours later, my husband was dead.

You know what I think happened?

You thought that he would choose you, and when he didn't, you killed him.

It wasn't like that at all.

Really? What was it like?

I never met Luke.

What are you talking about?

You testified under oath that you were having an affair with my husband.

I know what I said.

Okay, wait.

In the parking lot at the grocery store, you were trying to tell me something.

What were you trying to tell me?

Cassidy, you're-- [ Phone Vibrating ]

I can't stay here. I have to go.

You have to go with me to the police and tell them what you just told me.

I say anything, I'm as good as dead.

[ Sighs ]

Lucy?

What is wrong with you? What?

"I'll see you soon, sexy?"

Um-- Why are you e-mailing Jasmine?

It's complicated.

It's complicated. Right.

You have all these secrets, Mom.

How am I supposed to trust you when you obviously don't trust me?

Lucy, wait a second.

Lucy!

Lucy!

Hi, Lucy. What are you doing out here in the middle of the night?

Oh, shooting background for tomorrow's show.

I thought your mom might be here.

You wanna talk about it?

Come on.

Get lost.

[ Sniffles ] Do you know what it's like...

being in the same room with the woman who killed your father?

To see her every day and to know she got away with it?

Honey, do you want a cigarette?

I'm 16.

Sorry. Just thought I'd offer.

My dad said if he ever caught me smoking,

he'd send me to a boarding school in North Dakota.

It's just so hard that he's gone.

And that your mother's the one that took him away from you?

I hate her.

I hate her for what she did. You think you can trust somebody, and then--

Heartbreaking. This girl has known more pain and betrayal at 16...

than you and I will know in our entire lives.

We'll have more of my interview with Lucy Miller when we return.

[ Slams ]

What the hell were you thinking?

I didn't know she was recording me.

She just said I could talk to her. And I don't know.

You don't know? What if your mother sees this?

Why should I care?

Because she's your mother, and she loves you.

You wanna know why I talked to Nora?

Because of Mom. Because I went to see her, and she wasn't there.

She was with Jasmine Holt. Why was she with Jasmine Holt?

[ Scoffs ] Maybe she wanted to kill her too.

[ Sighs ]

I'm just so tired of all these lies.

I don't know what's real anymore.

It's not like Mom watches this show anyway.

Well, I hope for your mother's sake that she doesn't.

But you know the most gut-wrenching part of my interview...

came at the very end.

[ Nora ] What do you want to say to your mom?

[ Lucy ] I wish it hadn't been Dad.

I wish it had been you.

[ Sobbing ]

[ Cell Phone Vibrating ]

[ Sobbing ]

Come on, where are you?

Hello, Jasmine.

Where are you off to?

[ Engine Starts ]

Outta my way? Really.

I want you to see if you can recover any of the deleted files from Luke's computer.

Come on. Put that computer degree to good use.

It wasn't a degree, it was a class. It was a computer class.

I'm an accountant, remember? Yeah.

Yeah. Well, you're the best I've got.

Most of the town is shunning me,

and apparently my daughter wishes I was dead.

[ Sighs ] You saw the show?

I saw it.

Cass, you know she didn't mean a word of that.

You know what? She's not wrong.

When Luke died,

I kind of wish it had been me too.

And Lucy knows that her father would never have taken his own life.

So in order to repair our relationship, I've got to find answers to her question.

Do you think those answers are somewhere on this hard drive? They might be.

I know Jasmine Holt knows more than she's telling.

And I know that you've been talking to Jasmine Holt because Lucy told me,

and that is dangerous.

[ Sighs ] I have to find some evidence.

I need some leverage to make her talk.

I won't know what happened to Luke until I break Jasmine Holt.

[ Doorbell Chimes ]

Who's that? I don't know.

Detective Bell.

Ms. Miller.

Did you speak with Jasmine Holt yesterday?

What, she report me for trying to get ahold of her?

No, she's dead.

What?

I understand you spoke with Jasmine Holt a couple of days ago?

Wait a minute. Are you saying that Cassidy's a suspect?

I can't even believe you cops.

Haven't you traumatized this family enough?

You know what? I would have thought so, but people keep turning up dead.

Why do you think that is, Ms. Miller?

Obviously, someone is warning me or framing me or maybe both.

Cassidy had nothing to do with this.

Jasmine Holt was a call girl. Who knows who wanted her dead?

I know.

When I met with her, she was terrified...

that someone was gonna know that she was talking to me.

Someone like who?

Someone who may very well be sending these text messages.

These are from a blocked number.

You can find out who it is, right?

I have a murder on my hands. I don't have time to be chasing after juvenile pranksters.

- So what if there's a connection? - There very well may be.

In fact, I wouldn't be surprised the person who killed Jasmine Holt...

isn't the same person who's been sending herself threatening text messages.

What? That's a hell of an accusation, Detective.

I would watch it.

Don't leave town, Ms. Miller.

[ Door Opens ]

[ Door Closes ]

[ Sighs ]

You didn't tell me about the text messages.

I knew you'd overreact.

A woman was killed last night.

This is not a game, Cass.

Well, there's more.

I followed Jasmine yesterday.

Are you out of your mind? Do you have any idea what that looks like?

Yeah, I do.

Okay, you followed her. And?

And I think I might have a lead, but obviously I can't tell the police.

They're already trying to pin this on me.

Well, tell me everything.

Okay, I followed Jasmine to the grocery store...

and I saw her get into a sports car with someone.

Who?

I don't know. I couldn't see.

You didn't even get a glimpse?

I need you to lay low.

Just-- Please just let this blow over. Can you promise me that?

[ Sobbing ]

[ Sobbing Continues ]

Jasmine.

Jasmine.

- [ Gasps ] - Justice is coming.

- Justice is coming. - Justice is coming.

- Justice is coming. - Justice is now.

[ Gasps, Panting ]

Lucy.

What are you doing with these?

Uh...

I haven't been sleeping.

You wouldn't wake up, and then I saw them on the floor next to you.

What am I supposed to think?

Oh, baby. I'm sorry if I scared you.

Whatever. I don't care. Do what you want.

Lucy, wait. Please don't go. Okay?

Please don't go. Just-- Just stay with me for a minute. I've missed you so much.

I just needed a book for school.

I know, but you-- you have a little bit of time before school.

And, um, I bet you haven't eaten, right?

Let me make you something to eat.

I know. I'm gonna make you mac and cheese.

Remember that Daddy used to sneak you mac and cheese...

when you wouldn't eat the dinner that I had already made.

[ Chuckles ] I used to yell from upstairs,

"Luke, you're not cooking, are you?"

And he would say, "No, of course I'm not cooking. Where's the colander?"

Mom!

Lucy, things are gonna get better. I promise.

[ Thump ]

- [ Thump ] - [ Gasps ]

Let me know when that happens.

Lucy.

Wait. [ Sighs ]

[ Door Creaking ]

[ Turns Water Off ]

[ Creaking ]

Excuse me. Uh, I'm sorry. Who are you?

Locksmith. Locksmith.

Really? Hmm.

And who told-- Sorry. I got stuck down at the hardware store.

Uh, what is all this?

This is your security upgrade.

We have reinforced doors, reinforced windows,

all new locks all around the house.

And here is an extra set of keys for Lucy.

Now...

let me show you my favorite part.

Okay. We're gonna mount these all around the house.

Motion-activated with a 70-foot detection range.

Ready? Dig this.

- What do you think? - [ Chuckles ] Ooh, they're bright.

That's kind of the idea.

Hey, Mr. Miller, uh, where do you want that second dead bolt?

Uh, side door just around the corner right back there.

Scott,

you didn't have to do all of this.

Of course I did.

There is nothing more important to me than your safety...

and Lucy's safety.

Yeah, but, I mean, all this. This must have cost you a fortune.

All right, thank you.

I am happy to know you're on my team.

- You really want to thank me? - I know. Move to Minneapolis.

Or Indianapolis. Or any of the "apolises." [ Chuckles ]

I just want you to be safe.

Please, think about it?

[ Exhales ]

[ Exhales ]

I guess I shouldn't be surprised you'd be shameless enough to be enjoying yourself out in public.

Well, why should I lock myself away just because you couldn't?

So what can I do for you, Ms. Miller?

I know who killed Jasmine Holt.

Is this a confession? No. It's not.

Okay, I'll bite.

Greg Knowles. Greg Knowles. And you know this how?

I saw them together-- Greg and Jasmine-- the day that she died.

And you neglected to tell me this because?

Because I wasn't sure. I saw her get into this car,

and I didn't realize that it was his until I checked the plates.

Checked the-- Who do you think you are, Nancy Drew?

Did you see Greg Knowles with Jasmine?

No. But he had clear motive.

Greg hated Luke. He hated my entire family.

He was bent on destroying us. He said so in court.

[ Scoffs ] So what? He hated your husband and your whole family.

What has that got to do with Jasmine Holt?

I met with her at the Marshfield Inn,

and she told me she'd never even met Luke.

Uh-huh.

And why did she lie on the witness stand?

I think that Greg got her to lie for him on the stand.

She wanted to tell me, but she was terrified of him.

She was scared of what he might do, what he did.

Okay. Jasmine tried-- Wait. I'm-- I'm not finished.

I am.

You better stop trying to do my job.

Detective Bell, please.

Just check the security cameras at Gepetta's Gourmet Grocery.

You will see.

[ Sighs ]

Check the cameras.

[ Knocking ]

Renee, I said no interruptions.

Ms. Miller.

Oh, Cassidy, please.

I mean, I think after you've accused someone on public television of murder,

you should be on a first-name basis,

don't you think so, Greg?

Cassidy, now is not a good time.

Actually, "a good time" is what I was coming to talk to you about, Greg.

I understand you know Jasmine Holt.

She sent you here?

You know damn well that she didn't. Don't play dumb with me, Greg.

I don't have to play dumb or whatever game this is, Cassidy.

Now if you'll show yourself out.

Jasmine Holt is dead.

Dead?

How? When?

Last night.

Oddly enough, not long after she was seen getting into your car.

Are you suggesting I was involved?

Jasmine was scared of someone,

and I'm kind of thinking that someone was you.

Well, you're right about the first part. Jasmine was scared.

She called me and said she had some information about your husband's case.

She said he'd been set up, but wouldn't say any more over the phone.

She said she wanted to meet.

And?

And we met.

She asked me for money...

and I told her to go to hell.

And...

now she has.

Like everyone who's been involved with your family the past few years.

See, that's just the thing. Jasmine didn't have any contact with Luke.

Before she died, she told me the truth about everything.

She never even met my husband.

The prosecution's entire case revolved around your finding out about their affair.

I found out about their affair after Luke's death.

Everybody wanted to believe the worst about my family. And then I thought...

who actually said, in open court, that they wanted Luke Miller dead?

Was it me?

[ Chuckles ]

[ Laughs ]

Look,

I'll have no problem finding a witness to say they were with me last night.

I did not hire Jasmine. I did not kill her.

So why don't you get out of my office?

Thank you, Marshfield's Women's Correctional Facility.

Okay, let's see.

Oh, look at that, Greg. You have a message.

Greg, it's Jasmine.

Don't forget to bring the money when you come today.

I don't want to have to do anything stupid.

Oh, really?

[ Cell Phone Vibrating ]

Thank you.

Okay. Where was I?

[ Muttering ] What's this? [ Door Opening ]

[ Footsteps Approaching ]

[ Cell Phone Rings ] Where did I put that?

Yeah?

I'm on my way as soon as I figure out where I put my tablet.

Okay.

Okay, I'll see you soon.

Yeah.

Okay. I'll be there soon.

There you are.

There you are.

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.

[ Cell Phone Vibrating ]

You got it.

You know, sometime in the very near future, Ms. Miller,

we're gonna have to have a discussion about how you obtained that voice mail.

So you did hear it?

Jasmine was squeezing Greg for money to keep quiet.

I checked the security camera at Gepetta's Gourmet Grocery.

And?

And Jasmine did get into Greg Knowles's car.

- So go get him. - Slow your roll, Ms. Miller.

We are gonna pick him up for questioning.

It's about time.

Would you please just relax, okay?

Hey, guys.

Welcome to Pendleton.

I'm sure you'll feel right at home.

You know what, Lucy? You shouldn't talk to your mom that way.

Whatever you say, warden.

Thought at least she liked you. Yeah. Hate to drop her off like this.

Good luck. She's not gonna make it easy on you.

Yeah, I'm sure she's not. I don't want her out there alone until they find Greg Knowles.

Yeah. Two, three hours tops. It's just a business meeting, all right?

Stay safe. You too.

Okay.

Hey! Where do you think you're going, young lady?

I'm not going to sit in this house with you.

I'm sorry. You're not leaving this house.

I'll be on the front step, okay? What can happen?

[ Sighs ]

I don't want to talk to you.

You should really tell someone when you're recording them.

Okay, I'm recording you.

No! Lucy, get in the house right now!

You have a lot of nerve coming here after the stunt that you pulled.

That is a teenage girl in there!

Oh, please. She knows I'm a journalist.

Besides, she's tougher than she looks.

Don't you tell me about my own child!

You want tough? You're about this close, lady!

Ooh. Now there's a headline.

"Local Reporter Assaulted By Known Murderer."

And you would do it too, wouldn't you, just to get the story,

even though there isn't one. [ Chuckles ]

Well, anything's a story. Depends on who's telling it.

I am not your meal ticket, lady!

I am the widow of a good man...

and the mother of a grieving girl.

I will rip your bleached hair right out of your graying roots...

if you ever come near my family again!

Now get the hell off my property!

I don't have gray roots.

[ Door Closes ]

Hey.

Whoa!

What happened to you? It's nothing. I'm just a klutz.

That is not nothing.

I'll get some ice. Yeah.

Come here.

Sit. Sit, sit, sit. What?

I didn't want to upset her.

What? What happened?

I'm walking out to my car, someone comes speeding through the parking lot...

aiming right for me, and I jumped.

I mean, last second. Hit my face on the concrete.

Well, did you call the police? Oh, yeah.

'Cause the cops have been so helpful lately.

[ Scoffs ] Right.

Scott, what kind of car was it?

I don't know. I know it was a sports car. I know it was red.

- Out of ice. - That's okay.

This is better because it'll thaw out on the way home and then we can eat it...

because I know how much you love frozen... asparagus.

Let's go, Luce. Okay. I'll see you tomorrow.

Bye, babe.

[ Crickets Chirping ]

[ Gasps, Panting ]

[ Exhaling ]

[ Gasps ] It's just me.

I need to talk to you.

So you're telling me he was on his way here?

[ Sighs ] That's what he said.

I can't believe it. I mean, first he tries to run Scott down,

and then he's gonna come to my home? Ah--

It's okay. We have him in custody.

I tried calling you but your phone was off.

Yeah. I turn it off at night. The texts and-- Trust me.

Greg Knowles won't have a phone for a while.

But if you do get any more texts,

listen, I want you to call me and let me know...

and I'll look into it right away.

And... if there's anything else--

[ Footsteps Receding ]

[ Cassidy ] And Greg's been in jail for the past week.

So they're sure it was Greg? There's no other suspects?

Yeah. His alibi backed out when, uh, they realized it was a homicide case.

But they have video. They have all the voice mails.

They even have a little of his D.N.A. at the scene. Ooh.

Pretty open-and-shut case.

Yeah. With a major assist from you.

Mmm. Why, thank you, sir.

Cheers, madam. [ Chuckles ]

Wait a minute.

Are they gonna reopen Luke's case?

Looks like it.

Greg Knowles admitted to sending all those threatening letters during the trial.

Nora Grant must be chewing her arm off right now.

Right? [ Chuckles ] Yeah.

On leave. Why can't they just say...

"fired for engaging in a journalistic witch hunt"?

It's just the station trying to save face.

Let 'em.

I mean, somebody's reputation should be unsullied by all this madness.

How did you know?

How did you know it wasn't me?

I mean, all along you have believed in me.

Because I know you.

And more importantly--

[ Sighs ] my brother knew you.

You know what I think?

I think, after the insurance money comes in,

you, me and Lucy need to get out of Dodge.

[ Chuckles ] For just a few days. Go have some fun.

I'd like that.

And I put the insurance papers in the mail today.

That's good.

Yeah.

[ Thumping ] [ Gasps ]

You wait here.

Punk kids. Scott.

What?

Oh, sorry.

This is the fourth time your floodlights have gone off...

in the last two days.

Do you hear what I'm saying? They shine right into my house.

- I am really sorry, Tony. - Whoa.

What are you-- What are you doing with that?

Oh, God.

Um, the motion sensors keep going off,

and if you just wait a few minutes, it'll re--

If they go off again, I'm calling the cops.

A lot of good that'll do.

Cass, something you should see.

What? Come. Come.

Oh, come on.

I thought this was over.

I mean, it just keeps coming. When is it gonna stop?

It's not gonna stop. I'm sorry, Cassidy.

I know you want to move on, but this town, it's not gonna let you.

[ Sighs ] Not as long as you stay here.

Okay. I'll call the real estate agent in the morning.

Come here.

It's the right thing to do for you and for Lucy.

I just don't understand how it got this bad.

[ Exhales ] Well, it's about to get a whole lot better.

I promise you that.

This is where things start turning around.

I hope so.

It will.

[ Exhales ]

You know what? Hmm?

I think that I am going to call Lucy...

and go ahead and break the news about the move.

Okay. I'll give you some privacy.

Thanks.

Hey, you've reached Lucy Miller. Congratulations. Leave a message at the beep.

[ Beep ] Hey, Luce, it's mom.

Listen, um, can you call me back?

I would like to talk to you about something.

All right, bye.

Where are you, baby girl?

Luke.

[ Sighs ] [ Cell Phone Vibrating ]

[ Vibrating ]

[ Vibrating ]

[ Vibrating ]

[ Vibrating ]

[ Vibrating ] [ Exhales ]

- [ Vibrating ] - [ Exhales ]

[ Clicks ] [ Vibrating Stops ]

[ Exhales ]

I just got to get her out of town, and then I can get you the money.

Soon. I've got everything in place.

I've got the paperwork. I've got-- I've got his phone.

I've got access to the accounts.

I just need a little more time. That's it.

[ Phone Beeps ]

I'm gonna have to call you back.

You went into my jacket.

It's Luke's phone.

I found it, and I was gonna surprise you with it tonight.

I know, Scott.

You know what?

Everything.

[ Chuckles ] You're not making any sense.

I read them.

I read all those texts from that night.

You stole from his clients. You stole from us.

And then you let your brother go to prison for it.

Cassidy, I can explain.

No. He found out,

and he gave you a chance to come clean, didn't he?

But no.

You drugged him.

You stuck him in our bed,

typed up a suicide note.

When the police started investigating me, you helped it along.

Found some floozy who would lie for you.

And when her conscience started getting the better of her,

you got rid of Jasmine Holt just like you got rid of Luke!

That is not true.

I got a little bit too close to the truth, didn't I? And you tried to scare me away.

You sent those texts.

You slashed my tire.

You tagged my living room.

You're the one who did all of this!

You poor thing.

You've been looking for a villain that does not exist.

And you've been looking for it ever since you got back.

All this time, I thought that this whole family-sticks-together...

was about protecting me, protecting Lucy, our safety.

But no. All this time it was about protecting you!

I would never do anything to hurt you or Lucy.

You tried to take Luke's life insurance money.

Amended policy. Beneficiary-- Scott Miller.

Signed by Cassidy Miller.

Where would that have left me?

Say something!

I don't have anything to say to you.

What are you gonna do?

I'm taking this to the police. No.

No, Cassidy. Talk to me.

Just listen to me, please. Talk about the fact that you killed my husband?

We work this out if you just listen to me.

I am done listening to you.

Ow. Ow!

This is not gonna bring him back.

No, maybe it won't. But this town is so bent on justice,

maybe now we're gonna get some.

You're gonna listen to me.

I didn't have a choice, Cassidy.

I have debts.

Debts to people that you don't want to have debts to.

How do you think that I got this?

You told me you got it in a parking lot.

I just-- I just needed money, Cassidy.

I asked Luke for it. He wouldn't help me.

You know what he told me? He told me that I was on my own.

All those midnight A.T.M. withdrawals out of our bank accounts all those years,

that was Luke bailing you out.

Well, he didn't bail me out this time. So, yeah, I took money.

I took money from people who had too much of it.

And I was even going to put it back.

But they found out about it.

Luke went to prison, Luke got released from prison...

and I thought he would drop it.

But... no.

No. He just kept digging...

and digging and whining and digging until he found out.

Then you know what he found out?

Hmm?

He found out what happens to people when they mess with me.

[ Whimpers ]

Don't make me do it again.

Get upstairs.

No.

I think I just told you to get upstairs.

Get-- Get off of me!

Put that down! Let go of me!

Get up there! No! No!

[ Grunting ]

[ Grunting ] You stay.

- Take 'em. - No.

- I just said take 'em. - Go to hell!

[ Grunting ]

You stay down. What's your plan now, Scott?

I don't have a plan. I thought you had all the answers.

Do you think that I wanted to hurt anyone? Do you?

I begged him to listen to reason, and he wouldn't. He was your brother!

That's right. He was my brother. But he wasn't a very good one, was he?

Do you know what the prison sentence is for embezzlement?

Thirty years.

Thirty years. That's my whole life.

You don't come back from that. You can't come back from that.

I have news for you. You don't come back from this!

He didn't give me a choice.

I bet he did. No.

You just didn't like the one that he gave you. No. He didn't give me a choice,

and I gave him plenty of ways out, and he refused them all.

Is that what you're doing now, trying to give me a way out?

You gonna type up my suicide note?

You know what? Hmm?

I could kill you.

Everyone thinks you're a cold-blooded murderer anyway.

I could claim self-defense, and no one would even bat an eye.

Scott, please. Scott, we can make this right.

We can go to the police together.

I'm not going to prison.

Not for you or anyone else.

Mom?

No. Please-- You stay.

Promise me you won't hurt her.

I won't hurt her as long as you keep your mouth shut.

Mom?

No. No.

Mom?

Did you see the side of the house? Come with me.

Someone spray painted "murderer" on the side of the house.

What's going on? Mom called. She said she needed to talk to me.

I-I just need you to go.

Why? What aren't you telling me?

I'm gonna explain later. I just need-- You'll explain now!

[ Grunting ]

I caught your mother spray painting threats on the side of the house.

What? Yes!

Now she locked herself in a room upstairs.

Why would she do that?

She told me that she was trying to divert attention from herself, Lucy.

You were right all along. She did it.

She killed your father. She confessed?

She said she couldn't deal with the guilt anymore.

[ Grunting ]

Look.

Go. Okay?

Take my car, go to my house.

Go to my house. Just wait for me there. I'm gonna deal with this.

It's gonna be okay, Lucy. Just go.

Lucy, don't stand there looking at me. Go!

[ Grunts ]

[ Inhales, Exhales ]

[ Panting ]

[ Exhales ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Tony ] Damn it to hell!

That's it! I'm calling the cops!

[ Sighs ] Okay.

[ Cassidy Exhales ]

Aah! No! No! No!

[ Both Grunting ]

No!

Yeah?

What are you gonna do? Huh?

Huh? What are you gonna do?

What are you gonna do, huh?

Oh, yeah?

You gonna cut me with that? [ Grunting ]

Is that what you were gonna do?

You like that? [ Grunting ]

Come on. No.

You like this? Huh?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry about that, Cassidy.

I didn't mean it. I didn't mean it.

Ohh! Ohh.

Lucy.

Were you just going to take another person from me?

Spin another lie?

I can't believe any piece of me ever loved you.

Lucy, look at me.

I am not a killer.

Oh, would you shut up?

Lucy and I are sick of your lies. What?

Sick of 'em, aren't we, Lucy?

Listen to me.

I've got this.

So just go home and wait for me. Okay?

Aah!

I found the spray paint can in your car, you son of a bitch!

[ Groans ]

[ Sirens Blaring In Distance ]

Ow. S-Sorry.

Get him out of here!

Well, it seems like he wanted you both out of the picture for the insurance money.

Oh.

What about Jasmine Holt?

Since she was talking to you,

I'm sure that her conscience got the better of her.

So, unfortunately, he had to get her out of the way.

That poor girl.

But she was with Greg Knowles, right?

Oh, yeah. And according to Mr. Knowles, uh,

she got into his car for the exact same reasons you would suspect a girl like that...

would get into a car with a guy like him.

One of my officers picked up a kid tonight...

who confessed to throwing eggs at your house.

Says he was paid 20 bucks by some guy.

Listen, I need you to come down to the station so I can take a statement.

Okay. It'll hold.

It'll hold.

Why don't you come down tomorrow when you're... up to it.

I still don't like her. Me neither.

[ Laughs ]

You're all set.

That I am.

[ Sniffles ]

I love you.

[ Sobbing ] [ Exhales ]

All right, movie starts in 30. Here is what I'm thinking.

Jumbo tub of popcorn.

Extra butter. You know that's not even, like, real food, right?

They make it in some lab.

I know, but it's been so long. Please let me have my Franken-butter.

Oh, no.

Cassidy.

Nora.

I know this might be hard to believe,

but I'm really glad you got your name cleared.

How's it feel?

What about you, Lucy?

Do you want to say something about your mom?

No comment.

- Let's go. - [ Chuckles ]

Mom. What?

Screw 'em. [ Gasps ] Yes.

Mmm. Love you.