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It was lukewarm.

The shower?

Yes.

But I would always focus
on the warm instead of the luke.

It was, um...

It was what?

My refuge.

How long has the water been on
on this day, Daniel?

Oh, you only have five minutes
and then the water

automatically shuts off,
so I would try not

to think of the time or where I was.

What's happening now?

I thought it was the guards at first.

But they sounded different somehow.

It was like I knew before I knew.

Try to stay focused
on the event, the experience,

what you feel, what you see,
what you hear in the moment.

Footsteps. I hear footsteps.

Almost as I turn around,
somebody hits me

in the back of the head.

Do you see him?

Now I do. I see all of them.

How many?

Five.

Do you know them?

Four of them... I knew four of them.

One was executed
when I was still inside.

And one was...

One lived right beside me
for more than a decade.

I know it's difficult,

but try to stay in the present tense.

I try to hit him in the face,
but I-I-I can't reach him

because somebody's kicking
my legs out from under me.

I'm on the ground now, and it...

feels like I'm going to sleep.

To sleep?

Someone's cutting off
the blood supply to my brain

and then... darkness.

When I come to, there's, uh...
there's something in my mouth.

Something?

A rag... A dirty washrag.

It tastes of soap
and chlorine and... and me.

What are you experiencing?

Pressure on my neck.

Someone has their, their foot
on my neck and on my back.

They're pulling my legs apart.

I can't move. I can't fight.

I can't scream.

And now there's this weight
on top of me, crushing me.

It's... It's difficult to breathe.

And then...

it starts.

You pray that they will kill you,

that there will be mercy
bestowed upon you

by the merciless.

The water is shut off.
My five minutes are up.

Now I hear everything.

What do you hear?

Grunting and... and... and
laughing and, uh, encouragement.

Encouragement?

Someone giving another encouragement

like a sports team.

"Get it, boy, get it. Get some of that."

Now someone is whining.

"Why do I have to go last?"

"Shut up, asshole, or you'll be next."

Now the weight has been lifted.

I can breathe again.

But then, uh...

someone spreads me apart again
and spits into me.

And then the weight again on top of me.

What is it? What's happening?

I hear it first.

Hear what?

I open my eye,

the one not pressed into the floor.

What do you see?

Up above, there's this... this spigot.

Drops from the spigot coming down.

They catch the light just... just so.

They almost look like diamonds
falling from the sky.

They're so close.

I struggle to move my head...

just an inch.

With all my might, less than an inch.

There. Right there.

The drops.

They now fall into my open eye.

Blessed drops...

and I wait for the next,

and the next, and the next.

That's all I see now,

all I hear,

all I feel.

Nothing else is real.

How much?

Uh, what is it?

My grandmother's...
your great-grandmother's...

flour sifter.

Okay.

Do you remember her name?

Which side of the family?

- Matthew's.
- Margaret?

That's your dad's first wife's name.

Can't they both be Margaret?

They can, but they're not.

Uh, Tamika.

No. Harriet.

She should have considered Tamika.

This sifter's like 100 years old.

Okay. Let me do some research.

Got to be at least $1 for every year.

Doesn't work that way, Mom.

We'll see.

You got another hit on your bike.

How much?

$185.50.

50 cents?

Yep.

What do you think?

It's been over two weeks.

At this point, I don't think
it's going up much.

I think you should take it.

Just do it, Mom. Say the word.

Sold.

Hey.

Hey, Dad.

Takes a little imagination.

I'll say.

But I think it's a better location

than that last placed we looked at.

We could just pay rent here
till a better one comes along.

We?

I can help you with that
for a little while.

You know?

This location doesn't exactly
set one up for success.

It's just temporary, son.

Dad, you're not responsible
for me anymore.

Do you know that?

Yeah, I know that.

I mean, I... I'd love to say yes
to this place

or... or some other place.

I'd love to say,
"Hell, yes, let's do it."

For you, Dad.

I'd love to say that for you.

It's not for me, son.

But I'm not responsible
for you anymore either.

I don't want you to be.

And I think the main reason
I went to work with you,

or for you, was so I could
still, in some way,

try and look after you.

You know?

Like I tried to after Mom left.

But then I started to resent you for it.

I didn't treat you great, which made me

feel like shit for acting that way.

But do I mean,
do I want to be here or...

or some other place 10 or 20
years from now selling tires?

I have no idea. I really don't.

I'm... I have no idea

what I want to do with my life, Dad.

But I really appreciate
you trying, you know?

I really do.

And I want you to hear that.

I know you did the best you could

or you'd have done better.

Okay.

Why did he want to meet here?

No idea.

He said he wanted to see you.
I asked where.

He said, "What about
the roller skating rink?"

What the hell am I doing here
is the real question.

Maybe you don't need to know that yet.

What in the world?

Have a seat.

Hello, Amantha.

I'm sorry.

I'm really, really sorry.

For what?

For hurting your brother.

You almost killed him, Bobby.

I thought he killed my sister.

That's all I've been told
since I was 12.

And now?

I don't believe anything they say.

Well, good for you.

You shouldn't be able
to do that to somebody

without paying for it.

It's not right.

I know it's not.

Are we done?

My mother wanted your mother
to have this.

You don't believe in the U.S. mail?

I am not gonna forgive you, Bobby,

for what you did to my brother,

any more than you forgave my brother

for what he didn't do to your sister.

I understand.

Do you now?

I think I actually do.

Thank you.

Hi.

Hey, there.

You've created such beauty here.

I mean, it was just a box, wasn't it?

A big box.

How'd it go?

The theory is you, uh,
go over and over it

until you become bored with it.

Not there yet?

No.

I'm proud of you.

Appreciate the pride.

You're tougher than you think, buddy.

And you are not as tough
as you act, lady.

That stays between us.

Um...

I'm not seeing a lot of
packing around here.

I thought I would finish my book first.

Your thousand-page book?

838.

Okay.

I am a better leaver than a packer.

So, what are you taking?

I don't know.

A U-Haul trailer's worth,
dealer's choice.

- Art?
- No, he stays.

Paintings?

Most of it, I'll leave
for the new occupant.

It's kinda the lofty
tradition around here.

That's why there's so much of it.

Can I just pack one box?

- No, no, no, no.
- Just... Just one item.

One item you would like to see
in your new room in Ohio land.

Not my sister.

That is not an item.
That's a not not person.

No, it stays.

Maybe.

Okay, sure.

It needs to be wrapped.

Do I have to help you?

Probably at some point.

But not now.

Enjoy your book.

What's wrong with flour sifters?

Nothing, Mother.
It's just supply and demand.

Hey, honey.

Good Lord. There's so much less.

I sold my bike today.

Well, Jared and I did.

Good for y'all.

Do you want your Legos?

What?

I don't know. Maybe.

Do I have to decide right now?

There's no rush.

I was just gonna take a few
bags to Goodwill tomorrow,

so I was just wondering.

- Goodwill?
- Look, they're too beat up to eBay.

Pretty much the only thing people want

is mint, new, in-box.

First, I don't want anyone
eBaying or Goodwilling my shit.

No problem.

I'm glad you're moving on, Mom.

If that's what's happening here.

Just kinda need a warning of
which Janet I'm gonna get...

the one who's moving on or the one

who's still knee-deep in her shit.

Because it seems I never get
to be a part of the good times.

In fact, I usually get
the Janet that wants me

to get knee-deep in the shit with her.

Hey, you shouldn't
talk to her like that.

It's okay, Jared.

No, it's not okay.

No, I'm glad that you're enjoying

your mother being
present for you, Jared.

Savor it.

Where's my dad's Army jacket?

I put it in the cedar chest.

Did something happen today, honey?

Nothing negative,

if that's what you're implying.

In fact, it was
extraordinarily positive.

Bobby Dean personally apologized
to me at the roller skating rink

for nearly killing your oldest son.

He's evidently real
torn up about it, too.

Bless his heart.

Oh, and this is for you

from Judy... Dean.

Happy unburdening.

Come on in.

Hello, Mr. Pickens.

Ms. Person.

Well, here we all are.

Yes, ma'am. Here we all are.

Are you ready to do this?

No, ma'am, but, uh,

I always figured this day was coming.

Maybe I did, too.

Well, let's do it.

Coming.

You're not Melvin.

No.

Come on in.

Oh, thank you.

Have a look.

Grand palace.

You started back.

Yeah, just, uh, once in a while.

I'll quit again after
everything settles down.

Janet came by.

The house?

She was asking about us.

Fishing.

Not surprising, knowing Janet.

I told her that we're getting a divorce.

I couldn't lie. I didn't want to.

I understand.

She says she's not gonna tell
your dad anything

until you're ready.

You want something to drink?

Okay.

Want a Coke?

Or... Or a water. Doesn't matter.

Okay.

Do we... Do we get a lawyer now?

I think we're each supposed to have one.

Oh. Right.

Could get a mediator.

I mean, they're not set up
to be contentious

like lawyers can be.

Just another way to go.

I like that.

Want me to look into it?

Or... Or I can.

Okay.

Why don't you do that?

Told Dad I didn't want to be
in the tire business anymore.

Oh, really?

How did he react?

You know Dad...
keeps it close to the vest,

but I know he's disappointed.

I basically told him
he wasn't responsible

for my happiness and I wasn't for his.

That took a lot of courage, Teddy.

I don't know. Just needed to be said.

Long time coming.

What do you think you might do?

Go work for the man, I guess...

some man who's not my
father and stepmother.

Let him worry about the big picture.

I don't know for sure yet.

Might take some time off.
Go see my mom, maybe.

Have you talked to her?

Not yet. I probably will.

How 'bout you?

Thought about your future any?

I have.

I believe that, um, that God
wants me to serve people, Teddy.

Okay.

Help people... wash their feet,
so to speak.

I mean, I'm gonna finish
my nursing degree first,

and then I don't know, maybe join

Doctors without Borders
or something like that.

Just try and do some good in the world.

It sounds like you got a plan.

I've been praying on it.

And I believe that God
has given me my answer.

I really do.

That's great, Tawney.

You think I'm daft.

No. Just the opposite.

I can definitely see you
doing something like that.

I can see it so clearly,
I can actually see it.

Thank you, Teddy.

That means a lot.

You want to go get some
pizza or something?

I mean, you know, nothing on it.

Not the pizza but...

Nothing attached to us
going to get pizza, just...

I'd like to spend some time
with you before it all changes.

I think that'd be all right.

I've got about an hour. Is that okay?

It is okay.

Why wasn't Chris Nelms
interrogated, Sheriff?

Well, once Holden broke...

Broke or was broken?

Once he confessed,
Roland and I felt like...

Roland especially felt like,

"Why muddy the waters?" at that point.

What would have been the mud?

You know, there were a lot of rumors

going around with the kids.

Rumors about...?

Hanna's behavior.

Sexual behavior?

Yes.

That night?

That night, before that night...

just a lot of talk.

Let's focus on that night.

Um, we began questioning

some of the boys about those rumors.

And that was in between

our continued questioning of Holden.

Boys like George Melton and Trey Willis?

Those were two we focused on.

And what were their responses?

Trey straight up denied having had sex

with Hanna or having seen any other boy

have sex with her.

And George?

Basically the same thing at first,

but George seemed more nervous,
less sure of himself.

It was like he was
being evasive somehow.

Did you press him?

Roland did.

Was Foulkes leading the investigation?

Oh, no, no.

Not leading. Uh, Roland would spell me

from time to time with interrogations.

We were a small department,
and it was all hands on deck.

And what happened when Foulkes
pressed George Melton

on the issue of his possible
sexual activity with Hanna?

What is it, Mr. Pickens?

Um...

Roland felt like George was
nervous because of something

that he might have seen
rather than something

- that he might have done.
- Meaning?

He focused his questions more on whether

George had seen Daniel
doing something to Hanna.

Sexually, you mean?

Yeah, and against her will.

Questioned George or led George?

Well, depends on whether you're talking

in the moment or hindsight.

In the moment.

You get so caught up
in things, Ms. Person,

and you get this idea
about what happened.

And it's like you get
a kind of tunnel vision.

Is that what happened to you, sir?

Roland got more of it than me.

But it was contagious.

I won't lie about that.

Anyway, we took that information

back to where we were holding Daniel.

What information?

That we had an eyewitness
that would testify

that he had seen Daniel raping Hanna.

George being that witness?

Yes.

What was Holden's response?

He denied it at first.

In fact, Daniel Holden
said it was the other boys

who had sex with her, didn't he?

Initially, yes.

And then he came around
to seeing things your way?

He came around to what
we believed to be the truth.

How long did that take, Sheriff?

I don't know, uh, 10 hours.

It was getting to be toward late
afternoon at that point.

And George?

Did you question him any further

about his possible
sexual involvement with Hanna?

I mean, given Daniel's assertion
that it was the other boys

and not Daniel himself
who had sex with her that night.

I fully intended to, Ms. Person.

But?

Once Holden had confessed

to murder, to rape,

Roland felt like that we
should just cut George loose,

cut all the kids loose.

But before that?

Before you cut 'em all loose,
before Daniel broke,

did you question Trey
about George's claim

of rape by Holden?

Roland did.

And what was Trey's response?

- Just sat there.
- Sat there?

Finally, he asked Roland
to repeat what George

had said about seeing Daniel rape Hanna.

And Roland did.

And Trey's response?

He just sat there again,

like he was contemplating something.

Then he said he did not see
any sex at all

between Daniel and Hanna,

just them arguing with each other.

Did Roland press Trey
to confirm George's claim

of sexual assault against Holden?

Oh, of course.

It was to our advantage to have,

uh, another eyewitness to that.

We were pretty sure that Trey
had been hanging out with George

most of the night, so we believed that,

uh, he must have seen something, too.

But the harder that Roland pushed Trey,

the more he dug in.

That he hadn't seen a rape.

That's correct.

But at that point, we felt like

he was deceiving us.

- How so?
- The way he acted so surprised

when we told him what George
had said about the rape

and how careful he was becoming

before he would answer something.

Just didn't feel right.

Didn't feel right.

But, Ms. Person, again, at the time,

in the heat of the moment,
we felt like that

he was just protecting a friend.

A friend?

You know, by not ratting on him.

Daniel being the friend?

Daniel being the friend, yes.

Of course I was gonna talk to Chris.

But, uh...

But?

Roger.

Roger? Who's Roger?

Roger Nelms, Chris Nelms' dad.

What's his part in all this, CJ?

Who's to say for sure?

'Cept maybe Roland.

Well, that's not gonna happen.

But first, Roger took his sweet time

bringing Chris down
to the station that day,

but he was a long-time
supporter of Roland,

good friend, so nobody pushed him.

When father and son finally arrived,

Roger said Chris was not
gonna talk to anyone

without a lawyer present.

That didn't raise red flags?

Sure, it did.

But Roger was a lawyer himself.

So what?

Daniel had already mentioned
Chris' name, hadn't he?

Well, he'd mentioned a Chris.

Did Roger Nelms and Roland
have a conversation

at the station that day?

They did.

Do you know the gist of it?

I wasn't privy to it.

- It was held...
- In a back room?

In private.

Do you think Roger Nelms
knew exactly what Chris,

and maybe others, had done to Hanna

before he brought Chris
to the station that day?

I've thought a lot about
that, Carl, lately.

Roger Nelms had big plans
for his son, Chris.

A serious charge like rape
wasn't part of those plans.

And Chris was afraid of his dad, too.

So, could I see a man like Roger Nelms

holding his 16-year-old
son's feet to the fire

till Chris caved and admitted
what he had done?

Now that's more likely to me
than Chris keeping a lie going

under those same conditions.

But now it's just a guess.

Did Foulkes share with you

any part of his conversation
with Roger Nelms?

He did not.

He said, "Let's just hold off

on talking to Chris officially.

Keep him in our back pocket

and wait and see
if Holden would, um ..."

Cave?

In a word, yes.

Box.

Box.

Put more things in box.

Physically pick stuff up.

Put it in the box.

Feel overwhelming desire

to dump box on ground and keep reading.

That good, huh?

Yeah, it's, uh...
it's hilarious and sad.

It's right up your alley.

There's this part
that I wanted to read you.

Uh...

I do not have time for this.

What is wrong with me?

You're just afraid.

Why am I going again?

Because you have a job there
with health insurance

and, uh, a sister, a-a mother,

family there for you.

What if I just stayed here?

You'd have to unpack.

No, seriously, what if I just

pulled a Chloe on the whole plan,

just stayed here in bohemia?

Run away before I ever went
to where I'm running from.

What if, Daniel?

I would love for you to stay, Chloe.

I really would.

I'm mad for you.

You've un-bored me.

You've given me, if not hope,
hope for hope.

You've given me strength, courage.

No. You already had courage.

You wouldn't have made it
this far if you didn't.

And I couldn't even
imagine, in some way,

being a part of that little
miracle thing inside your belly.

You could be the weird uncle.

The good, weird Uncle Dan.

I just want what's best for you, Chloe.

And your baby. And your life.

And I'm not sure that being with me

or being around me
in the long term is...

Is.

I thought you were a romantic.

I'm 19 years and 8 months away

from not having to see
a probation officer

every other week

and take random urine tests

and notify law enforcement
if I move across the street,

let alone to another state.

I'm lucky if I sleep
three hours a night.

That's perfect for a baby.

And I'm a...

You're what?

I'm a warehouseman, Chloe.

I pull orders from shelves all day.

A-And I'm lucky to have that job.

I make $7.85 an hour,
and that's after a raise.

That's $314 a week in the 21st century.

It's not romantic.

It's stark.

It's real.

And I had to get real to
survive in the world.

Do you like Harry Nilsson, Daniel?

I-I-I don't think I know his music.

You're gonna like him.

If I know anything,
I just bet that Daniel Holden

will like Harry Nilsson.

Oh, I gotta pack the records, too.

Definitely taking them.

Jimmy Cliff wrote this,

but I sure do like it
when Harry sings it.

Many rivers to cross

Well?

It's, uh...

it's beautiful.

No.

Aren't you gonna ask a girl to dance?

Wandering, I am lost

As I travel along

The white cliffs of Dover

May I have this dance, Chloe?

Always, Daniel.

Many rivers to cross

And it's only my will

That keeps me alive

Well, I've been licked,
washed up for years

You're a pretty good dancer there, bud.

My mother would make me dance with her

when I was a teenager.

She would make you?

She felt it was important
for a boy to know how.

For his future.

Well, it's paying off now.

It is. Yes.

My woman left me and
she didn't say why

Well, I guess I have to try-y-y

Sweet thing

Sweet thing

And this loneliness
just won't leave me alone

You know it's such a drag
to be on your own

So, doing some spring cleaning, I see.

I am. How's Gladys?

Who?

Edith.

She's down in Florida.

How nice.

Yeah.

Hey.

Hey, Teddy.

Jared said you was on a bit of a tear.

Has to be done every 35
years or so, I guess.

How are you doing?

I'm doing all right.

That's good.

Tawney said she, uh, told you about...

- about our, um...
- She did.

I'm sorry, Teddy.

Hey, what's with the limp?

Hunting accident.

I need to go and tell Dad.

It's not fair for you
to have to sit on this.

I'm okay.

If somebody else finds out,
though, you know?

I just gotta go on and do it.

Get it over with.

He's in the backyard, mulching.

Do you mind being back there with us?

I think it might help.

If you want me to.

I do.

Okay.

Look who showed up.

Hey, Dad.

Just mulching a little bit.

I see that. Looking good out here.

Not like when you cut trees back.

Don't think time of year
matters with mulch,

though I'm sure some TV guy
would tell me different.

Well, I need to do some of that myself,

now that I think about it.

Well, if I got any left,
you're welcome to it.

I'm sure we got plenty at the house.

So, what brings you by?

I need to tell you something, Dad.

Oh, yeah?

There's no good time to do it, really.

I thought I'd wait until after we got

everything with the
store settled, but...

Anyway, Dad,

see, uh, thing is...

Well, go on and tell me,
if you're gonna tell me.

Me and Tawney, uh, you know,

we've been seeing this
lady therapist off and on.

And it's been helping. It really has.

And she's very good at what she does.

You know, empathetic and stuff.

And I think we've both grown from it.

I know we have, in fact.

But...

it's not gonna work out for us, Dad.

And we gave her
a good try, I tell you that.

I mean, we tried just about
as hard as one can.

And I feel good about that.

But we're getting a divorce, Dad.

We love each other, that'll always be.

And she's still family
far as I'm concerned.

But that's just the way it is.

I kind of figured that was it.

You don't hear a lot
of times about couples

coming back together
after they separate.

I guess you don't.

We love you, of course.

Both of you.

We'll support you the best we can.

I appreciate that, Dad.

And it's probably not a good idea

to be alone too much right now.

So, of course, you can come
over here any time you want.

I mean, if it's all right
with your mother.

Absolutely.

Any time, Teddy. We're counting on it.

I'll heed your advice. Thank you, Dad.

Well.

I'm gonna go get cleaned up.

I meant Janet.

Thank you for saving money
today at Thrifty Town.

Got any trash?

'Bout half full.

I'll take it.

Amantha.

Hi.

Jenny.

Hey.

I'm sorry I missed you
at the McGuires' shindig.

Mm. You missed a blow out.
Capri Suns and a bounce house.

Billy said it was quite the event.

Well, Mr. Billy was right.

Of course, Natalie always did have

the biggest birthday parties
when she was a kid.

And the tradition continues.

That's right.

I forgot about her birthday events.

I would always come home
from those so depressed.

Yeah, or pissed off.

"Mama, why can't I have a juggler

at my birthday party like Natalie does?"

That's right, she had a juggler
that one time.

- Serious B.O., too.
- That was because of the polyester costume.

Polyester and juggling?

That's a terrible combo.

I'm so sorry, Jenny.

There's no reason to be sorry, Amantha.

Except for still being so pretty.

I missed you for like a year
after I quit talking to you.

It hurt my feelings, Amantha.

Terribly. I won't say it didn't.

But Mama said you were trying
the best way you knew how

to deal with a terrible tragedy

and for me not to take it personally.

Which eventually, I didn't.

God, I miss your mama.

She's available if you need
some bossing around some time.

So, were you surprised to hear
that I was working at Thrifty Town?

Surprised? I fainted.

Seriously, when I came to,
I asked why I fainted.

When they told me a second
time, I fainted again.

You haven't drowned in there, have you?

Still soaking.

You'll get all wrinkly.

I'm already wrinkly.

Want me to scrub your back?

I don't mind.

I guess.

That's the one area you can't
reach yourself, i'nt it?

Nope.

Feel good?

It does.

I love you, Ted.

I love you, too, Janet.

What you listening to?

Uh, homework.

For your therapy?

Yes.

Well, that's good, Dan.

Well.

What is it?

Got a job.

That's great, Pickle.

Working at a dry cleaner's, surprise.

When do you start?

Monday.

You excited?

A little nervous.

Called my mama, of course.

She pushing 80, but I'm still
her baby, you know?

Yes.

Lord, she carried on, too.

I bet.

Anyway.

We'll probably have
a little celebration,

just the fellas, nothing fancy.

Meat and three.

Meat and three?

That's where you get one meat

and three vegetables... big around here.

Oh, right. Sounds nice.

Hope you can join us.

I wouldn't miss it, Pickle,
not for anything.

How'd your day go?

I helped a friend pack.

Well, that's a gift.

It was. Sure was.

Okay. Well, um, got group in a few.

I'll be there.

Chop wood. Carry water.

I'm on the ground now.

And it feels like I'm going to sleep.

To sleep?

Someone's cutting off
the blood supply to my brain

and then, uh, darkness.

When I come to, there's, uh...
there's something in my mouth.

Something?

A rag... A dirty washrag.

It tastes of soap
and chlorine and... and me.

What are you experiencing?

My neck.

Pressure on my neck.

Someone has their... their foot
on my neck and on my back.

They're pulling my legs apart.

I can't move. I can't fight.

I can't scream.