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(intense dramatic music)

(dramatic suspenseful music)

(traffic rumbles) (people chatter indistinctly)

(tense music)

- Hi, Mom. - Hey, honey!

So how was your last day of elementary school?

- It was good. - Okay. Okay.

Are, are you ready for the big kids of junior high?

Oh, okay. So you might be too big for ice cream.

Yeah. That's 5th grade stuff.

- I'm never too big for ice cream.

- No, no. I think that you might be too cool for school.

- I'm not too cool for school.

- You sure? - Yeah, Mom.

- All right, let's go.

(engine rumbles) (soft music)

(engine rumbles)

(door opens) (door signal chimes)

Hey Cris, can you please put your daddy's ice cream

in the freezer so that it doesn't melt?

- Okay!

(soft music)

- So I guess you

won't be needing your backpack anytime soon.

Just gonna leave it here, huh?

(footsteps thud)

(container thuds) (freezer door opens)

(purse shuffles) (door opens)

(door slams) (door opens)

(door slams)

(footsteps thud)

(door clicks shut)

(footsteps shuffle)

Hey, Cris. - Yeah?

- Do you wanna get Ray Ray to take him outside to use it?

- Can I do it after this show?

- No. You wanted him so you have to take care of him.

- (sighs) Okay.

(footsteps thud)

Come on, Ray Ray. Come on, boy.

Come on.

Come on. This way, Ray Ray.

Come on. Let's go potty.

Let's go potty.

(door creaks shut)

(footsteps shuffle)

- My baby.

(soft music) (paper rustles)

- [Charles] 'Cause that's how I cook, sweetie.

- Why are they so crunchy? Aren't they supposed to be soft?

- So you wanna come cook? Is that what you wanna do?

- Yes. - Oh, I'll bet.

- [Cris] It would taste much better.

- (laughs) Is that right? - I swear, Dad.

Is that rotten? - What?

- If you give me food poisoning, I'm gonna be so mad.

- Stop it. Stop, stop.

Oh, well, hello, Sleeping Beauty.

- Hi. - Hey.

- Why didn't you wake me?

- Well, you were sleeping so peacefully,

I just, I just couldn't. - Aw.

(both chuckle)

Wait a minute. A, a kiss on the cheek.

Do, do I have morning breath already?

- No, no, no, no, I just, you know, I got a little,

you know, a little tingle in my throat.

That's, you know, nothing to worry about though.

I'll be fine. - Ew.

You got the 'Rona, Daddy? - No, I don't have the 'Rona.

(laughs) I'll be fine, girl. I'm, I'm, I'm good.

- I'm not taking any chances.

- Wait, what are you doing?

- Sit down, Dad. Let me take your temperature.

- Is this necessary? - I'm not trying to get sick.

Mm, slightly high. - Let me see that.

Oh, it's not that bad,

nothing that a little hot tea can't cure.

Now have a seat, little lady. And what are you doing?

- I, I'm just trying to help you out.

- I, I, I got, I got it, sweetie. I got it, I got it.

Why don't you go in there? Have a seat.

Have a seat, and let me fix your plate. How about that, huh?

(soft music)

- So, thank you, Dr. Crystal for taking care of Daddy.

You know, he thinks he's invincible,

but we gotta take care of him at all costs.

- Does Daddy feel better?

- He's okay. I just gotta make sure I give him his medicine.

- I wanna make sure he takes his medicine too, Mom.

- Thank you, sweetie. Oh, I love you so much.

- Love you too, Mom.

- All right. Well, you have some sweet dreams, a good night.

Lay down. You guys have to

(speaks indistinctly and laughs).

Goodnight, sweetie. - Goodnight, Mom.

(soft chiming music)

(door clicks shut) (water splashes)

(soft music)

(water burbles down drain)

(Charles sighs)

- Hey, babe. - Hey.

- That hot shower help any? - Hey, baby.

No. Well, yeah, a little bit.

- Did you take any medicine? - No. I couldn't find any, no.

- Let me go check.

(door clicks open)

(items clatter)

(blister packs rustle)

(Charles coughs)

(pack clatters)

- I can't find anything either.

I'll take a run to the corner store really quick.

- No, no, babe. You don't have to do all that.

It's already late, and besides,

I can get something in the morning.

- Babe, I'm wide awake from my nap earlier, okay?

And besides, if I stay here, I'll be staring at the walls,

and plus, I'm off tomorrow.

- Oh, lucky you.

(both chuckle)

You sure, baby? - I'm sure.

- Be careful. - Okay, I will.

- Oh, and, and text me when you get there.

Bring me some M&Ms or something.

- Okay, babe. - Okay.

(engine rumbles) (soft R&B music)

(Rachel sighs)

(can clatters)

(tab pops)

(engine rumbles)

(can clatters) (beer sloshes)

- Shit.

(dramatic music) (tires screech)

(cars crash)

(tense brooding music)

(tense brooding music continues)

(Crystal sniffles)

(engine rumbles)

(brakes click)

(door opens)

- Cris.

(door slams)

(soft piano music)

(Crystal sobs)

Hey, baby. You okay? - No. Mommy isn't here.

- Well, baby, that's because she's in a better place.

She's in heaven.

- But I want her to be with me. It's not fair.

- No, come on. Come here.

I'm gonna tell you a funny story.

You remember when Mom brought Dr.

Bob home

to look after you after you broke your arm

after falling off the swings?

Your mom loved you, Cris.

What was the name she gave you? What was the nickname?

- Dr. Cris. - Dr. Cris.

And do you know why she gave you that nickname?

'Cause somebody wanted to bring a frog home

and dissect it to be like a surgeon just like their mommy.

Your mom was proud of you, Cris.

Hey, you remember you guys were trying

to (laughs) hog on Ray Ray

after you guys had just gave him a bath

and you got Mommy all wet? (chuckles)

You see, baby, Mom is always gonna be with you,

and we have so many great memories of Mommy.

That's why she's always gonna be with us. Okay?

(lips peck)

Okay, and in the meantime, you have me.

That's it. I know.

You have me. You got me.

(exhales sharply)

You got me, and I'm right here, right here.

(soft poignant music)

(door clicks shut)

(soft poignant music continues)

(footsteps shuffle)

- Hey, Charles. - Nora, hey. Hey.

- How you doing? - I'm good.

Listen, I'm sorry I didn't get to make it to the funeral.

I had a few prospective buyers interested

in the house on Holmes Road.

It worked out. - Yeah.

- We got an offer on it. - Great.

That's, that's great. That's great.

- I'm, I'm sorry. Enough about me.

How are you and Cris holding up?

- We're good. We're good.

I mean, Cris is, Cris is taking it pretty hard.

- Yeah. Rachel was a great

person and such a beautiful soul.

Listen, if you and Cris need anything,

please don't hesitate to ask, okay?

Day or night.

- I appreciate that, Nora. I really, I really do.

- In fact, tomorrow night,

let me cook dinner for you and Cris.

- I, I appreciate that, Nora, I really do.

I just don't think it's, it's a good idea to do that,

not, not right now. - Nonsense. Nonsense.

Listen, you two deserve a hot meal,

and, I mean, you can't let her eat cereal

and hot dogs every night for dinner.

Come on. Let me do my small part.

Okay? - Okay.

- Okay? (laughs) - Okay. Okay.

- Good. I'll be over tomorrow at six to prep?

- That sounds good.

- Okay. Come here.

Time heals all wounds.

(soft music)

(lips peck)

(lips peck)

Goodnight. - Goodnight.

(soft music continues)

(soft atmospheric music)

- Ray Ray. Paw.

No, no, no. Paw.

Ray Ray, paw. (gasps) Good boy!

(soft music)

Can you go down? Go down?

Down. Yeah!

Good boy, Ray Ray!

(soft jaunty music)

(bottle slams)

(Charles sighs)

You learn fast, Ray Ray.

(Ray Ray pants)

Want another one?

(door opens)

- Hey Cris, come inside. I'll cook you some breakfast.

(Ray Ray pants)

- Dad, it's one o'clock. I already ate.

- Oh.

(soft jaunty music)

- I put your pot of coffee on the stove.

It should help with your hangover.

- Oh, thank you, honey. - Anytime.

- All right.

(door thuds shut)

- Look, Ray Ray, a rabbit.

Let's play our favorite game.

(footsteps shuffle)

(cabinet door creaks)

(cup clinks)

(coffee trickles)

(coffee pot clatters)

(cup clinks)

(Charles sighs heavily) (fingers tap)

There you go. (sighs) Oh, man.

Rachel, I don't know if you can hear me,

but I'm really having a difficult time.

I miss you. I miss you dearly, and I love you.

And we need you, baby. We need you.

(Charles sniffles)

It's just been hard.

I'm not sure if I can do this alone, but I will, I will.

I'll do whatever needs to be done for our daughter.

(lips peck)

(Charles sniffles)

(soft jaunty music)

- Watch him, watch him, kill!

(dark brooding music)

(Ray Ray snarls) (flesh squelches)

- (gasps) Callie!

(Ray Ray chews and smacks)

(Nora whimpers)

(Nora whimpers)

- [Crystal] Good boy, Ray Ray. Come get a treat.

(Nora whimpers) (footsteps shuffle)

- I'm sorry about your rabbit, but, I mean,

Ray Ray has never done anything like that before.

- Maybe he was taking orders from his master.

- So what you're saying, Cris has something to do with this?

- I'm just saying, you need to keep a closer eye on Crystal.

You can return the pots tomorrow. Hope y'all enjoy it.

- Are we having rabbit stew?

(soft unsettling music)

- Cris, what do you have to say to Miss Nora?

- Sorry, Miss Nora, about what happened to your bunny.

I don't know what made Ray Ray do that.

It won't happen again.

- Apology accepted.

- I can walk you out. I'll be right back, sweetie.

(soft unsettling music)

(Ray Ray pants)

(door clicks open)

(door clicks shut) (Charles clears throat)

Look, I'm, I'm sorry for, for everything.

- No worries.

Listen, I know that you and Cris are going through a lot,

but maybe you and I can have dinner, just the two of us.

We can have some adult conversation,

maybe get into some adult things. (chuckles)

- (sighs) Look, I, I'm sorry,

but just, it's just not a good time for me.

Like I, I mean mentally, I'm just not-

- Listen, you don't have to decide right now, okay?

I'm going out of town for a week on business.

We can talk more about it when I get back, okay?

(lips peck)

Goodnight.

(heels clack)

(door opens and clicks shut)

(footsteps shuffle)

(bottle cap clatters) (soft eerie music)

(soft eerie music continues)

- Hi, Dad. - Hey, sweetie.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you.

I can't sleep. - I miss Mom.

- Yeah, me too. Sweetie, I saw your, your drawing today.

- Did you like it? - Sweetie.

- Yes, Dad?

- Did you sic Ray Ray on that rabbit?

- Why would I do that? That would be bad.

- Yes, honey, that would be bad. That would be bad.

You know, you could come and talk

to Daddy anytime you're feeling sad, right?

Okay. Okay, that's good, good.

Well, I didn't mean to wake you.

Why don't you go back to sleep. Sweet dreams.

Goodnight. - Goodnight, Dad.

(door clicks shut) (soft eerie music)

(water runs)

(footsteps shuffle)

(water splashes)

(kettle thuds)

(cabinet door thuds)

(soft eerie music)

(Ray Ray growls) (dark brooding music)

Crystal, what are you doing here? Is, is everything okay?

- Everything will be real soon.

- What do you mean? - I'm here to let you know

that my dad is spoken for.

He's married, and he will always be with my mom.

- Sweetie, let's get you home.

- No!

(Ray Ray barks)

You need to leave my dad alone.

- Baby, there's nothing going on between me and your dad.

We are just friends. - You gave him a kiss!

(dark brooding music) (water bubbles)

- Crystal, I know you're still mourning your mother,

but let's face the facts, she's not coming back.

Your dad is eventually going to move on, and so will you.

- I tried to give you a way out.

(water bubbles)

You may be a realtor, but you will not be closing this deal.

(Ray Ray growls and barks) (Nora gasps)

Watch 'em.

Kill!

(tea kettle whistles)

(Ray Ray barks and growls) (Nora screams and whimpers)

(Ray Ray snarls and chews) (Nora screams)

(soft upbeat percussive music)

- Kathy?

Kathy. Kathy.

- What?

- Get your head out of that video game.

We're almost to our new house.

- Okay. Dang. - You should be excited.

We're in a new city and you get to make some new friends.

- (scoffs) Please. Moving was your thing.

I never wanted to leave home and my friends.

I'm gonna do eight years and go back.

- Oh, so you doing time? You in prison?

- It sure feels like it.

- Well, do the time. Don't let it do you.

- Whatever.

- You like it? - It's good.

- I'm glad you like it.

You have any idea what you wanna do this summer?

- I don't know. There's nothing to really do here.

I don't have any friends.

- Well, we're gonna change that.

- I don't want to make new friends.

I shouldn't have had to move. I didn't divorce Dad.

- I know, sweetheart. I know the divorce is hard on you.

It's a big adjustment for all of us,

but I promise you, it's going to get easier.

- Whatever.

- Your birthday's coming up soon.

Would you like Jason to come visit?

- Are you bribing me to see my best friend?

- Maybe. - Hell yeah.

- Watch your mouth. - Thanks, Mom.

I gotta go tell Jason about this.

(footsteps thud)

(device rings)

- What's up? How's living in the boonies?

- (laughs) It's our first night.

It hasn't officially started sucking yet surprisingly,

but guess what? - What?

- My mom said you can spend the night for my birthday.

- Cool! It's gonna be lit.

- I know, right? And we can throw a pool party.

- You know I can't swim.

- Then stay in the shallow end.

- Whatever. Sign me up for the two-person party.

- Well, my mom is going

to be inviting some neighborhood kids,

so it might not just be the two of us.

- It's fine. Hey, gotta go.

Mom's calling me for dinner. See you soon.

- All right. Bye. (sighs)

- Girl, the United States does not negotiate

with terrorists, and so parents should not negotiate

with their children either. - Well, I had to do something.

I was in danger of losing her.

- Girl, let her go. She'll find her way back.

I mean, y'all do live all the way out in the boondocks.

- I ain't built like that,

and when was the last time you talked to your daughter?

- Since the last time she felt like she was grown.

But she'll be back.

Her rent free room is left just the way she left it.

- Petty. You are so petty.

- You know I'm petty.

Petty queen of petty, Petty LaBelle. Thank you.

- I just hope I made the right decision moving way out here.

- Listen, Amber,

you just need to stop second guessing yourself.

You made the right decision by divorcing that cheating,

lying, no-good ex-husband of yours.

- And you showed him no love as my lawyer. (laughs)

- [Amber's Sister] Sure didn't.

- And I didn't need all this child support.

- I got a solution for that.

How about you just CashApp me the leftover spending

that you have if that makes you feel better.

(laughs) Oh girl. Look, it's getting late.

I got a busy day tomorrow, so I gotta go.

You call me anytime, okay?

- Okay. Love you sis. - I love you, too, sis.

(soft upbeat music)

(Charles and Crystal chatter indistinctly)

- [Charles] Thank you so much.

- Dad, why can't Ray Ray come?

- Ray Ray's not trained, baby, and he might run off.

So maybe next time, okay? - Okay.

(doors open and slam) (soft upbeat music)

(engine rumbles)

(people chatter indistinctly)

- Who's winning?

- I'm kicking my own butt.

(both chuckle)

- Oh, you mind if I get a chance at you?

- Oh, by all means, if you're feeling lucky.

- Oh, if I'm feeling lucky, huh? (laughs)

Okay. Let's see what you got going on here.

Huh, okay. I haven't seen you around here before.

- Hmm. My daughter and I just moved nearby.

Starting over. - Okay.

The summer is a good time to make changes. Okay.

- She yours?

- Yeah. That's my little

angel over there.

- She's so cute. - Oh, thank you.

Her name's Crystal. We call her Cris for short.

- I think she's going to make a new friend.

(Charles chuckles)

(soft unsettling music)

(music blares indistinctly through ear buds)

- Why were you standing there?

- I said hello. You must not have heard me.

What are you listening to?

- Theron Jetty, "Superstition."

- Can I listen? - Sure.

- This is the good song.

- Hey, come back with my stuff! Give me my headphones!

- (laughs) Oh, look at them. (chuckles)

- It's so rare to see father-daughter

play time at the park.

What a pleasant sight. - Well, she's the only child,

so I can't take my eyes off of her.

(footsteps thud)

(footsteps thud)

(footsteps thud)

(footsteps thud)

(footsteps thud) (structure creaks)

(footsteps thud) (structure creaks)

- You afraid of heights? - No.

- Sure.

(eerie music)

- I feel dizzy.

(pants) Help me.

- She's about to fall!

- Oh, shit!

- Come on.

- If I let you go, you will have you eternal peace.

Would you like that?

(footsteps shuffle)

(footsteps thud)

- Are you okay? - You okay, Cris?

- Yeah, we were just playing around.

- [Charles] You guys gotta be more careful.

- You okay? - Come down.

(chains clink) (footsteps thud)

Hey Crystal, why don't you wait in the car for me, okay?

Whew. Girls gave us a scare,

didn't they?

- They sure did,

but they looked like they had fun playing together.

- Yeah, and Crystal could use a new playmate.

- Kathy as well.

- You know what? Could I have your-

- 281-713-8324, and I'm Amber.

- Awesome, I got you locked in. And I'm Charles.

- Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.

Well, look forward to talking to you soon.

- I look forward to talking to you.

- Take care. - Bye.

(kids chatter)

(soft music)

- Hello? - Hey, it's Charles.

Hope I didn't get you at a bad time.

- No you didn't. - Hey, I was thinking,

we, we didn't finish our chess game today.

I'd like to think who would've won that game.

- Well, that's no mystery, Chuck. It would've been me.

- (laughs) Oh, Chuck. Well, I haven't heard that in a while.

- When did you wanna finish your game?

- How about tomorrow around noon? I make a mean lemonade.

- Sure.

We'll make sure Kathy and Crystal play

without risking a broken ankle.

- (laughs) I'm with you on that.

We won't take our eyes off of 'em.

- (laughs) Yeah. - See you tomorrow. Goodnight.

- Goodnight.

- Well, that didn't take long.

Already planning to replace my dad with a strange man.

- Kathy. Kathy. (sighs)

(soft atmospheric music)

- All right, guys. Got some beverages here for you.

Figure it'd cool you down in this heat.

- What do you say? - Thank you, Mr. Charles.

- Thank you, Daddy. - You're welcome, guys.

You're welcome. - Sure.

- [Charles] All right. (grunts)

- This is good, Charles. I must have the recipe.

- Well, it's just lemons, of course, and water-

- It's my mom's recipe! It belongs to her!

Everything here belongs to her!

- Cris!

Why are you overreacting of a lemons and sugar water?

- I'm sorry, Miss Amber. Would you like some more?

- Sure, Cris. Can I call you Cris?

- Yeah.

- That's the little girl I know.

- Thank you, Cris.

(Charles whistles)

- This is Paula Stewart from Action 5 News,

and I was able to catch up with the man responsible

for the death of wife and mother, Rachel Montgomery.

Frank Robinson was released today on technicality

that Rachel pulled her car two feet

past the designated stop line, causing him to crash.

This is what Frank Robinson has to say.

Mr. Robinson, do you have anything to say?

- I just wanna thank God for looking after me

and letting justice prevail.

My heart goes out to Rachel Montgomery and her family.

- [Paula] Mr. Robinson,

your blood alcohol level was two times

over the legal limit at the time of the crash.

What do you have to say about that?

- I'm not perfect. I'm working on that.

Now just excuse me!

(door slams) (engine rumbles)

- Here you go. - Thank you, Cris.

- You're welcome.

(Crystal and Kathy chatter indistinctly)

- Hey Cris, why don't you take Kathy in the yard?

You guys go play. - Okay.

(Kathy speaks indistinctly)

- Yeah, thanks.

- So my best friend is coming for my birthday.

You wanna come? - Yeah.

Let's play hide and seek. - Okay.

- You hide, I'll count. - All right.

- 15, 14, 13, 12.

(soft unsettling music)

Five, four, three, two, one. Ready or not, here I come!

(dogs bark in distance) (soft unsettling music)

(door clicks open and shut)

(footsteps thud)

(Kathy screams)

(dogs bark in distance)

- Where'd she go? Where'd she go?

- I don't know. I think in there.

(door clicks open)

(Charles and Amber groan) (Charles coughs)

- Oh my God. Kathy!

Kathy! (coughs)

Kathy, what's wrong? Why, why'd you scream?

God, what is that, it's up there?

God, something reeks.

(footsteps thud) (floorboards creak)

(Crystal coughs)

- What's the smell? - No, baby. Stay there.

You don't wanna see this.

(door thuds shut) (footsteps thud)

- I'm Detective Johnson with the Houston Police Department.

Can you tell me what happened today?

- Well, Amber and I were sitting on the porch

while the girls were all playing hide and go seek

in the yard,

and Kathy somehow ended up in the house finding Nora.

- Were you too close? - No.

- Is she yours? - Yeah. This, this is Crystal.

- Nice to meet you, Crystal.

So Kathy, how did you end up inside of the house?

- The smell. It really stinks.

- When was the last time you all seen Miss Smith?

- My daughter and I are new to town, so we never met.

- Last I heard, she was headed outta town.

- Never made it outta town. Suitcase was packed.

We'll be able to do the autopsy,

but it appears she was killed by a canine.

Has anyone seen any dogs in the area?

Do you own a dog, Mr. Charles?

- Ray Ray wouldn't hurt a soul.

- I'm sure he wouldn't, sweetheart.

For precaution, we have to swab his tongue.

- Follow us to the backyard.

(soft chiming music)

- You okay? - I think Cris's dog got out.

- We'll know soon enough. Don't think about it.

(footsteps shuffle)

- Hey Daddy, can we go to the store tomorrow?

- For what?

- I need a bathing suit for the pool party.

- Okay, well, think you'll be ready before 11? That work?

- Yeah. - Wait, hold on, wait, wait.

Are you okay?

I mean, you know, after the Miss Nora thing and all?

- Death is a part of life, Dad.

- Damn, I shouldn't have let her watch "Becky."

- Dad, can you tell me if my part's straight?

- Oh yeah, good. You did a good job.

- Whatever. - Yeah. What?

(toothbrush scrapes)

- Ew.

(water splashes)

(items clatter)

(Crystal speaks indistinctly)

- [Charles] Did you brush your teeth, too?

- No. - I need you to do that, too.

All right, now we ready or almost ready?

- Yes.

- Well, you need to put a move on it. We gonna be late.

I'll tell you. - Okay, Kevin Hart.

- Oh wow. That's what you're doing?

I'm Kevin Hart. (laughs)

(soft music)

(engine rumbles)

(lighter clicks)

- Can you not, Dad? The smoke gets to me.

(lighter clicks)

- Sure, princess.

Ah, I need to get some gas. Use the restroom, too.

Okay.

(turn signal clicks)

(traffic whooshes past)

- (grunts) All right. You want anything from inside?

- Can I get a Blow Pop? - Sure, sure.

I'm gonna run in here real quick and use the restroom.

Don't leave the car, okay? - Okay.

All right.

(door clicks open and slams)

(lock beeps)

(coolers hum) (footsteps thud)

(door clicks open)

(traffic whooshes past)

(soft unsettling music)

(door chime dings)

- Hi. 20 on three, please.

- That be all? - Yes. Thank you.

(traffic whooshes past)

Hey, kid. What are you doing?

- Nothing. Just helping a brother out.

- Look, I don't have any change if that's what you're after.

- Wait, aren't you that guy who murdered that woman?

- Look, kid, get away from me and my car.

- Touch me and I'll scream.

One Blow Pop for the princess.

- $1. - Dollar?

- Okay. What do you want? - My mom back.

(soft unsettling music) (gasoline splashes)

- What are you doing?

(flame whooshes) (lighter clicks)

- You know what? Keep the change, man.

- Appreciate you. - Not a problem.

Have a good one.

(Frank screams) (flames roar)

Oh my God. Give me a fire extinguisher now!

Fast, now! Come on!

(Frank screams)

(fire extinguisher sprays)

- You okay, honey? - Yeah, I'm okay.

Did you get my Blow Pop, Daddy?

(traffic whooshes past)

(door slams)

- We gotta stop meeting like this. She all right?

- Yeah, she's just a little bit shaken up.

- You mind if I ask her a few questions?

I don't know, detective.

I mean, she's already been through a lot.

I don't know if that's necessary.

- Best to do it right now

while it's still fresh on her mind.

She can forget important details.

- All right, well, make it quick.

- Sure thing. - Hey, baby.

Detective's gonna ask you a few questions, okay?

(door opens)

- Hi, Crystal. You okay? - I'm okay.

- Pretty scary thing what happened here today, huh?

- Horrific.

- Can you tell me what you saw?

- The man was pumping his gas,

and then he took out a cigarette

and sparked it with the lighter.

Then his whole body caught on fire.

- His whole body? Caught on fire just like that?

- She answered your question, detective.

- And you was seeing all that from here?

Wow, you must have some really good eyesight

to see all that just sitting here.

- Okay, we're done. We're done.

Baby, put on your seatbelt.

(door slams) (seatbelt clicks)

- Y'all be safe.

(door opens and slams) (engine rumbles)

(soft echoing percussive music)

(soft echoing percussive music continues)

(knock taps) (door opens)

- Hey, sweetie. Dinner's ready.

- Okay, Mom.

- Who are you talking to? - Crystal.

- Oh, okay. Tell her I said hello.

- I'll tell Mr. Charles you said hi, too.

- We are just friends.

- Girl, I am so excited about the pool party.

You get to meet my best friend Jason.

- I thought I was your best friend.

- Well, you are, but he's my best friend from back home.

- Oh, okay.

How many neighborhood kids do you have coming over?

- A lot. My mom talked to every mom on our street.

Are you bringing any friends?

- I don't really have any friends.

My mom was my best friend, and she's gone now, so.

- Oh, well, I'm really sorry to hear that.

Well, I'm your best friend now. I gotta go to dinner.

Talk to you later. - Okay, bye.

(Kathy sighs) (Charles hums)

(engine rumbles)

(door slams)

(Charles hums)

- Good evening. Sorry to disturb you.

- Hey, detective. What can I help you with?

- The results came back from that bite mark

on your neighbor's neck.

- Okay. - DNA matches Ray Ray.

- Wait, what? That couldn't be.

- Animal controller is on the way.

- Dad, don't let them take Ray Ray!

They're gonna kill him! - What, what?

There has to be some sort of mistake, detective.

I mean, they're not gonna kill Ray Ray, right?

- DNA doesn't lie. It's the judge's call.

I, I'm sorry, but are you absolutely sure you

didn't see any blood on Ray Ray?

It would've been a significant amount.

- Absolutely not. - What about you, Crystal?

- No, I haven't. - Before we found Nora,

had you been in her house previously?

- No. - What about Ray Ray?

You got pretty good reins on him?

- Hold on. What are you trying to say?

You trying to say my daughter has something to do with this?

- I'm not trying to say anything.

- (sighs) Look, it's getting late, all right?

How about I bring him to you on Monday?

Man, at least let us spend the weekend with him.

- All right, Monday. I can do that for you.

- Thank you, detective. - I'll see y'all then.

- Don't worry, babe. It's gonna be right.

(soft echoing percussive music)

(kids laugh) (water squirts)

(people chatter indistinctly) (water splashes)

- How do you use this thing?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

- No running and diving please!

Hey, you two! I'm glad you made it.

- Thank you for inviting us. - Welcome.

And Crystal, Kathy's over there somewhere.

Oh, she's in the shallow end.

Her best friend Jason, he can't swim.

- Oh, okay. Thank you, bye!

- Be careful, ma'am. Geez, kids.

- You want some punch? - Yeah, that'd be great.

Lead the way. Thank you.

- Hi. - Hey, Cris.

This is my best friend Jason. - Hi. What are y'all doing?

- Trying to teach Jason how to swim,

but he's being a scaredy cat.

- It's nothing to be scared of.

The first thing you need to learn how to do is float.

I'll show you.

(water splashes)

(water splashes faintly)

- This is a nice home you have here.

- Oh, thank you. - Yeah, it's amazing.

(Charles chuckles)

(fridge door thuds shut)

Oh, thank you. - You're welcome.

- So how you been adjusting to the new city?

- You know, it's been challenging,

but we're working through it.

Having her little friend over will help a little.

- Yeah, to buy you some points for the future.

I mean, raising girls ain't for the weak.

- Oh, it sure isn't. (laughs)

- I have to go to the restroom. I'll be right back.

- [Crystal] Okay. We'll be right here.

(water splashes)

- So divorce, separated?

- Oh, I'm divorced.

- Oh, you said that like it's a blessing.

- Amen.

(both laugh)

And you? - Widower, car accident.

- I'm sorry. - Don't mention it.

I mean, every day is a struggle,

but you know, just gotta keep going, right?

- One step at a time. I'm here if you need to talk.

- I appreciate that. - Just relax. Relax.

(kids shout and laugh)

- You're doing it! Jason, watch out!

- He's drowning! - He's drowning!

- Help! He's drowning! - Help, he's drowning!

(unsettling eerie music) (people shout indistinctly)

- (gasps) Oh my God!

(people shout indistinctly)

(water splashes)

- You all right, buddy? - Yeah.

- You good? - Yeah.

Come on, get out.

(Charles pants)

- Mom, what's going on?

- I don't know what happened.

He was floating and then all of a sudden,

he started to sink.

(soft music)

- I'm sorry, sweetie.

At least Jason will be okay.

- I don't understand why he was at the deep end.

- Maybe we can go visit him tomorrow, Kathy.

- Can we, Mom? - I don't know. We'll see.

- That means no. That's not fair.

He came all this way to see me.

- We don't know what he has planned tomorrow.

Let's go inside.

- Girls, right? - Yeah.

- Our pants are so lame. - Tell me about it.

- Thank you for coming. - No problem.

I mean, the event was nice despite the near drowning.

- Oh my God. - Yeah. Too soon, too soon.

- Hey, what are y'all doing tomorrow?

- I'm not sure. Why?

- I'll call you when I get home.

- Okay.

- Well, I hope you enjoy the rest of your night.

- Goodnight. - Goodnight. Let's go, Cris.

(crickets chirp) (footsteps shuffle)

(car whooshes past)

(door slams)

(foil rustles)

(phone rings)

- Detective Johnson. - Hey, it's Reese.

Did I catch you at a bad time?

- Bad timing is relative. What you got?

- [Reese] Well, I hate to be the bear of bad news,

but no results came up on those prints

from the cigarette lighter. - You win some, you lose some.

- [Reese] Yeah.

Those fingerprints were incredibly small though.

- Like for a child? - Yeah, I guess.

But what child would light someone on fire, you know?

- You'd be surprised. Appreciate it, detective.

(soft unsettling music) (car dings)

- So what did you have in mind for tomorrow?

- Well, I was actually thinking about tonight.

- Tonight? - Yeah.

When was the last time you had a slumber party?

- Well, never had one. I always wanted to.

But what about your dad?

- I'm not worried about my dad. He's had one too many.

I can ride my bike over there

and be back home before he wakes up.

- Are you sure? I mean, I don't want us to get in trouble.

- I'm sure. Just wait for me at the front door.

- Okay. - Okay.

(Kathy sighs)

(engine rumbles)

(soft unsettling music) (door slams)

(knock bangs) (Charles snores)

(knock bangs)

(footsteps shuffle)

- Who is it?

- [Detective Johnson] Detective Johnson. Open up please.

(door opens)

- Detective, it's late. What do you want?

- Is Crystal here? - Yeah, she's here.

She's in her room. Why?

- A child's fingerprints was found in the cigarette lighter,

sparked the fire to kill Frank Robinson.

- Frank Robinson? - Yeah.

The man that was on fire was Frank Robinson.

- Well, you can't prove that my daughter had anything

to do with that.

I mean, you can't arrest her without it.

- No, but it does warrant probable cause.

I can take it down to get fingerprinted since she

was at the scene of the man that killed her mother.

- Shit. Come on.

(door slams)

Hey, Cris. I'm sorry to bother you honey, but...

What in the world?

Damn, what's...

Cris?

All right, man. She's not, she's not here.

- Do you have any idea where she could be?

- No! - Does she have any friends?

- Follow me.

(soft echoing percussive music)

(bike chain clicks)

(knock thuds)

- Sh. My mom's a light sleeper.

(soft unsettling music) (door creaks shut)

(girls giggle)

- If your dad wakes up,

you're going to be in so much trouble.

- If your mom wakes up,

you're going to be in so much trouble.

(Kathy snickers)

We're gonna be grounded living it up on FaceTime.

- How are we gonna do that?

You know they're gonna just take our phones.

- They're gonna put us on a Scared Straight or something,

but it won't work.

- (laughs) Oh my God. I think my mom likes your dad.

If they get married, we'll be sisters. That'll be lit.

- Yeah, I can't let that happen.

- What was that? - Nothing.

Where's your bathroom?

- Make a right, first on the left.

- Okay, be right back.

(bed creaks)

(engine hums)

- Which way? - Yeah, take, take the left.

Right here. Just make the left here.

(eerie music) (knife block shuffles)

(footsteps shuffle)

(eerie music builds)

- Cris, what are you doing?

- Police! - No!

(men grunt) (dramatic music)

(gun clatters)

Get off my dad!

(Crystal screams) (gunshot blasts)

(body thuds) (Amber pants)

- Oh! No, no!

No, no, no, no! No, no, please, no!

Cris! Cris!

(slow dramatic music)

Get, get up. Cris.

Oh my God. Oh my God.

Call an ambulance, man! Cris, oh my God.

(Charles whimpers)

Come on, Cris. Move, baby.

Say something. Say something, baby.

Come on. Come on, say something.

Just move for me. What, you not moving, man!

Call somebody! Cris, baby.

Come on, baby.

Oh, baby, come on. Just move.

Oh my God.

(Charles sobs)

(slow dramatic music continues)

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