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I don't see the point.

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is really rather subjective, isn't it?

You should know there was no trouble at first.

[gun fires] [woman screaming]

That's not exactly true.

I don't know why I cause such chatter, seven years.

Seven years really isn't that much.

I can tell you right now that if it was a man,

a man and a younger woman, no one would bat an eye.

But this was the South, conservative,

God-fearing.

One was expected to do what's proper,

traditional,

respectable, I guess.

But a woman marrying a man seven years her junior

in a small mining town like Monticello,

well, that was trouble.

A genuine scandal.

They were all so self-righteous,

it was like being a caged bird.

I can tell you, I was anything but traditional,

but I was respectable.

When Tom and I got married, scandalous or not,

nobody missed it.

Invites went out to everyone, everyone who mattered.

[Pat cries]

As God as my witness, I will survive this.

If I have to beg, lie, or steal.

As God as my witness,

I will.

Honey, I don't know the lines.

Where will I go, what will I do?

Who will take care of me?

Well, frankly, my dear. Um...

Why, frankly...

who cares?

[audience applauds] [slow orchestral music]

Bravo.

Do I still have to wear this mustache?

Yes, you do, sugar, all day long.

It's all wrong.

The pavilion isn't anything like I asked it to be.

And is it really too much to ask

that our guests dress in the proper attire?

Half of them aren't dressed any way I asked them to be.

Tom: Hey, it's our wedding, everything's just fine.

I just want everything to be perfect.

Well, it is.

Where in God's name is my sister?

Phil: I thought your niece was kidding.

No time to turn around.

Hey Debbie, who's your date today?

I lose track.

Where's your dress, Rachel?

I thought it was just your mom and Tom.

Well, you better figure something out

'cause she's already in a tizzy.

Another 15 minutes, you would've missed the ceremony.

Your mama and daddy are late, aren't they?

They're a little late.

Hi, Big Dan, you look nice.

Make sure you stand on the step behind her.

My parents didn't show up.

I can't believe they did this to us.

Oh, sugar, we talked about this before now.

We both agreed that

we know certain people do not deserve a place at our table.

We are not going to let it ruin it for us, are we? Hm?

-Finally, Rachel. -I'm so sorry.

-You look stunning, stunning. -Yeah, you like it?

It's wonderful, all of it.

Well, me and Tom, we're just like two peas in a pod now.

-Hey, Phil. -Doesn't Mama look good?

Congratulations.

Thank you, now, why don't y'all go run and get changed?

We're right about to take the photo.

Oh, no, Pat, I'm sorry, we're dressed.

I thought it was optional.

Well, I can go back into town and change.

Well, there's just not enough time.

Rachel, you're the maid of honor.

This is all planned out

and now this is just going to ruin everything.

Come on, come on.

We'll hide you behind someone, now, come on, Phil.

I want you to hold onto Jim.

Darling, would you-- would you be a sweetheart,

and let me borrow your shawl?

Well, you look so... [overlapping chattering]

would you look at that hat, I love it.

Now cover yourself up, okay?

And Phil, why don't you squat down a little?

Tom: Grandma, Grandpa, come on.

Aunt Darlene, get in closer.

Aunt Darlene, you too.

I'm fine right here.

Tom: Everybody turn around and get in this picture.

Pat: Dan, where are you going? Stay down here, all right.

-Come on in, everyone. -Everybody facing forward?

Okay, I know, looks nice and happy.

Photographer: All right, everyone.

-Ready? -Smile.

What is reality, I ask you?

It's whatever we want it to be.

Truth doesn't matter, it's what people believe.

Perception is reality.

You know what I mean?

There's smart people and there's stupid people,

-like donkeys. -Yeah, I know what you mean.

Donkeys. [laughs]

Oh, hi.

Hi.

Rachel: Pat.

-What? -Oh, my gosh.

That's a nice big boy right there.

Just made his day, that's all.

James, keep the car running.

-James: I'll be right here. -Pat?

You okay? Tell me about Miami.

Yes, I'm fine... Miami, well,

oh, well, we never saw much of Miami.

We never left our room.

I don't want to hear this.

Rachel, I'm telling you,

you should have married a younger man.

I mean, before 35, they're like stallions.

After that, might as well throw them out to pasture.

Okay, I'm not listening.

And Tom, they should be breeding him.

Oh, my God, I can't believe it.

This place is finally up for sale.

Oh, my Lord, can you imagine asking such a price?

I have had my eye on this place for years.

I just had this feeling in my gut,

I am destined to live there, come on, come on.

We're both happy, Tom's here.

Daddy, I was hoping we could talk.

I'm not loaning any more money, Tom.

I don't need money, Daddy.

I've had a good job for six months now.

Punching a clock, barely more than minimum wage.

-You call that a good job? -Walter.

I paid for his education, I got a right to my say.

Enjoy your honeymoon?

-Yeah, we did.

And how did you manage to pay for that?

That's our business.

Nothing in this town is your business.

It's everybody's business when you run around

with another woman, an older woman

while you're still married.

How do you think that makes us look, your mama and me?

Angela and I were as good as split

when I started seeing Pat, you know how Angela treated me.

What I know is,

you made an oath under God and his name,

and now your wife is trying to raise two kids on her own.

Pat is my wife now and I love her.

Do you have any idea how much that hurt me,

you and Mama not coming to my wedding?

She dated half the men in Monticello

before she finally settled on you.

Come again?

I want you off my property.

You might let him talk to you that way, Mama, but I won't.

Hi, Daddy.

Hey, Danny, come here, Sarah.

Sarah: Daddy, Daddy, Daddy.

Hey, I'm gonna come to your T-ball game Friday night,

champ, you like that?

He isn't playing T-ball, he doesn't have the right shoes.

He can't afford to do half the stuff other kids can do.

Angela, I just gave you money last week,

more than the court even ordered.

Well, it wasn't enough.

I see what's her name running around

with all them fancy clothes, you can afford that.

Come here, baby.

I suppose if I was her age, though,

I'd need all the help I could get, go on.

Angela.

Angela, I got a right to see my kids.

No trouble, please, Tom.

I'll see what I can do about a visit, just leave, okay?

[slow music]

Okay, now, almost there, don't cheat, all right?

I'm not cheating.

Come on, we're almost there, and open them.

[laughs]

Can you believe it, it's 57 acres,

eight bedrooms, a private master bath.

And the best part of all, sugar, around there is the stable.

We could have our very own horses.

Tom: What kind of fee plan? We can't afford this.

We sell my car, we both use your truck,

and we can make some extra money by taking care of horses.

Tom: We can't afford the down payment on the loan.

Well, I thought about that too.

You know how your grandpa's been having a hard time

with Nona ever since she's had the stroke?

They sell their house, we use that as the down payment,

they move in here with us.

They have a whole wing that they can have all to themselves,

and then we'll pay them back as soon as we can.

It'll be tight, we'll have to cut out other things.

I'll do whatever it takes.

This is something I've always dreamed of.

It's our very own Tara.

Oh, just say yes.

Pat, no.

Pat.

Pat, Pat.

Pat: What? Come on, say yes.

-Say yes. -Maybe, maybe.

We'd have so much fun, our own private master bath.

I learned the power of being a woman at a young age.

My father left when I was three.

Pat's Mother: Let's talk about this.

I saw how men do, they want only one thing,

and they want it simple and easy.

But a woman has wants too.

I learned how to get what I wanted.

Now, that may be unsavory to some, but I can tell you this.

I never went without.

[slow rock music]

[cork pops]

Whoa. [group laughs]

Oh, that was good, you be in charge.

That's your job tonight, hi, how you doing?

Nice to see you.

Oh, thank you, welcome to our house.

You keep pouring that, get everyone drunk.

The lady of the house needs a drink.

-Thank you, yes. -It's a grand party.

That's good. [overlapping chattering]

Hi, nice to see you, hi. [glasses clinking]

[overlapping chattering]

Hi.

[Pat laughs]

Man: It's me! [laughs]

All right.

It's okay, isn't it, that we did this?

Yes, of course it is.

I'm glad we helped them buy this house, George.

I think we're going to be very happy here.

Thank you.

For what?

For 53 years.

Nona: Oh. [laughs]

Shoot.

That's what I'm talking about to him.

There he is now, will you excuse me?

Man: Oh, of course.

Pat: What are you doing here all by yourself?

Pat, when I said to get a couple things

for a house warming, I didn't think

we'd be entertaining the whole town.

Oh, sugar, they're just a few of our friends.

Not half of them, hell, why do we gotta impress a bunch

of folks we don't even know?

[Pat laughs] They know us,

we're gonna be the talk of the town.

This town's got enough talk.

Oh, you're starting to sound just like your daddy.

Don't say that, don't ever compare me to him.

I just don't think we need to flaunt what we don't have.

But we do have it, look around.

It's all ours.

Now, you're gonna come in and help me host this?

Hey, sweetie.

So Mama's really outdone herself.

Oh, yeah, almost give poor Tom a heart attack.

Poor thing doesn't know what he's in for.

What do you mean by that?

Well, you know, I mean, Tom is so simple,

and your mother, God bless her, is anything but simple.

[silverware clinking] Right.

Can I have everyone's attention?

Come on, honey, come here.

As you can all probably imagine,

my lovely wife Pat is responsible

for every piece of furniture, artwork, drapes,

hell, even the dust is in its proper place.

[laughs]

Dust. [laughs]

A little something for our new home.

What?

I thought we'd name the estate

for your brother, Glenn.

[group exclaims]

If you agree, of course.

[slow ambient music]

[quiet overlapping chattering]

That's just beautiful, of course.

Well, this home,

this evening, it was just everything I ever wanted,

and having y'all here, well, this is a good day.

Thank you for being here and sharing it with us.

Welcome to Glennwood.

[claps]

Come back a lot.

[slow piano music]

[horse whinnies]

[horses galloping]

No, now, come on, we're going home.

Come on.

You did a good, good job, hmm?

That's right, we'll take a little ride later.

[horse whinnies]

Whoa, whoa, girl, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, girl.

-Stable Hand: I've got her. -Walter: I'm Tom's father.

Yes, I know who you are, Mr. Allanson.

I apologize if I startled you.

I just wanted to see for myself.

See what?

How my son is spending money he doesn't have.

Your son, my husband,

is finally living the life he deserves,

which you always seemed so determined to ruin.

Why is that?

I want to show you something.

Hey, baby, what you doing?

What happened, what's the matter?

It was Walter.

What did my daddy do?

Grandma, Grandpa?

They're not here, [sniffs] I was here alone.

I was riding, and he was here.

He is a sick man.

He came after...

he came after me and he assaulted me, and--

What?

And... [cries]

and he unzipped his pants and he exposed himself.

Baby. [Pat cries]

[overlapping chattering]

Will you talk to Daddy, Walter?

Why on earth they think they need to live

with Tom is beyond me.

They think the world of Pat, I just don't understand it.

You have to tell me that?

Well, you don't think the world of anyone, Walter,

not even me, your own sister.

[dramatic music] [objects clattering]

Are you insane?

He assaulted my wife, he exposed himself.

That's ridiculous.

Were you on my property?

Yes, I was, to have my say,

because I know how this is going to end.

I'm gonna have to pick up the pieces, like I always do.

You ever set foot near my home, you ever touch my wife again,

and I will kill you.

Your wife is a liar.

She's a damn whore,

everyone in town knows that but you.

Darlene: Tom, Tom!

You're a sick son of a bitch, you're nobody, you're dead.

[slow blues music]

[door slams]

Did you call the police?

What are they gonna do, arrest my daddy?

It's Pat's word against his.

He's a powerful man with powerful friends.

He's never had nothing but disrespect

for Mama from the start.

Pat, Pat, what is that? [slow piano music]

-Pat: It's nothing. -Rachel: What is that?

It's nothing.

It's an infection, that's all.

An infection from what?

I don't know, it...

I've had it a few times before.

It seems to happen when I have stress.

Please don't make a mountain out of a molehill.

Now, I think it's best if we all just forget

what happened today, hmm?

Excuse me.

Walter: We've been married 35 years, Carolyn,

and I can read your mind, just come out with it.

-Tom's a good boy. -Oh, here we go,

you want to take his side

after what he accused me of doing?

-Do you believe that woman? -No, Walter,

but Tom's whole life,

all he's ever wanted was your approval,

and you've never given it.

You didn't speak to him for a month

when he quit going to church,

almost a year when he dropped out of college.

You took Angela's side in the divorce.

Just once he wants you on his side.

[gun fires]

Walter: Carolyn, get down.

Carolyn: Walter, look out!

[glass shatters] [Carolyn screams]

Walter: I don't know who's shooting.

[both yelling] Walter: Jesus!

[gun fires] [Carolyn screams]

Jesus!

[tires squealing]

[siren wails]

You have any idea who might've done this to you, Mr. Allanson?

Yeah, Tom.

Look, I know the two of you have had your troubles

in the past, but you really think he'd try and kill you?

He's desperate, he's broke, that reason enough?

Dan, Grandpa, everything all right?

Walter and Carolyn's car got shot up down near Savannah.

Dan says they're okay.

What?

Shot?

Yeah, someone unloaded a thirty ought six at them

while they were driving onto their property.

My God.

Listen, I'm gonna have to get you to come down

and answer questions for me. You understand, Tom.

Hey, Pat wants to have the family over

for dinner tomorrow night.

I'll be working late.

You always work late when my family gets together.

Hey, why are you so dressed up?

This is your nice shirt.

I wasn't going to tell you 'til I knew for sure,

but I'm up for the promotion in Denver.

Well, I don't want to move to Denver.

My entire family's here.

Exactly.

What's that supposed to mean?

-Nothing. I gotta run. -No, it wasn't-

It wasn't nothing.

Look, I know my sister is a bit eccentric,

but she practically raised me when our mama died.

I can handle eccentric, Rachel, they border on crazy.

I mean, have you ever wondered why Pat's daughter

Susan moved away and doesn't speak to the family anymore?

Doesn't that pique your curiosity?

[phone rings]

Hello?

Debbie: Hey, did Mama call you?

No, why, what's wrong?

Debbie: Walter and Carolyn got shot

and they think it was Tom.

What?

Debbie: I'll come by and pick you up.

Okay.

[slow music]

[siren wails] [walkie talkie mumbles]

I told you, we weren't within 50 miles of Savannah.

We're on our way back from a horse show in Atlanta.

Call the gas station, we stopped to fill up halfway.

Mr. Allanson, we have more than one witness

who overheard you threatening to kill your father

just a couple of days ago.

I was angry, it was a figure of speech.

Do you have any idea what that man did to me?

He assaulted me on my very own property.

And here you're believing everything he says,

as though his word was the gospel.

That may very well be,

but we are investigating a different crime here.

Do you have any idea who Walter Allanson is?

This man has more enemies than you can shake a stick at,

treats everyone as though they're beneath him--

Hey, Pat, you gotta understand--

Which is exactly where he wants you to be,

so he could step all over you.

So before you start believing another word that he says,

I suggest you dig under a couple more rocks instead

of assuming his very own son would do something like this.

Dan: Absolutely.

Ma'am, I have seen plenty of family quarrels,

and 99% of the time, it's always the guy

that could never do a thing like this.

Pat: What a ridiculous waste of time,

-let's get out of here-- -Pat, Pat.

What are they saying?

Nothing much, as usual, just spouting off,

just trying to justify their own badges.

-Pat. -Sir?

Tom: You made your point about it,

you've made your point, okay?

Keep it down.

Okay, so good news, we just confirmed your gas receipt.

You weren't anywhere near Savannah

at the time of the shooting.

Someone was at that gas station.

Doesn't mean it was you.

Seems like you got your mind made up.

Either arrest me or I'm going home.

We'll be in touch.

Let's go, girls. Come on, Pat.

That's the thing about people,

especially in a town like Monticello.

Once they get their minds made up about something,

there's no changing it.

All it takes is one thing

to turn your whole life upside down.

My poor Tom.

He had no idea what these people would do to him.

Sugar?

What you doing home?

I got fired.

Fired?

What for?

Fired, why'd you get fired?

Remember that bar fight I told you about four years ago?

Someone called the head of HR,

told them that I was arrested, spent time in jail.

Someone, it wasn't just someone and you know it.

I don't know that.

Tom, people don't get fired for no reason.

What's happened?

Walter got Tom fired.

We don't know that.

Pat: God, you're so naive.

That man is trying to ruin our lives.

He's walking all over us.

What do you want me to do about him?

Hell, everyone in town thinks I took those shots at him.

Be a wonder if I get a job within 50 miles a here.

She's been like this all day.

Pat: Do you feel nauseous?

A little, I'm so tired.

Well, you have a fever.

I know, I'll make you some tea.

A remedy my mama taught me, been passed down

from the ladies in our family for generations.

[slow guitar music]

Tom: How's Grandma?

Better.

Pat takes good care of her, she's a good woman, Tom.

Fire in her belly, but nothing wrong with that.

You're a lucky man.

I don't know, Grandpa.

Sometimes I'll feel like my luck's run out.

I'm tired of dragging you in the middle of all this.

Son, your daddy's been a hard man his whole life.

Not much chance for me to stay out of it.

Look, don't let him put a value on what you have here.

He'll never understand it.

It might make things difficult for awhile,

but he can never take it away from you, either.

Yes, siree.

[crickets chirping]

I love the sounds out here.

No matter what happens in the world,

frogs and cicadas don't give a hoot's ass

about our problems, do they?

[sighs deeply]

Tom: Hey, hon, what are you doing?

Oh, I'm just writing a letter to a friend.

I still sometimes like to write letters,

I find it more personal.

Maybe I should get a job.

Uh-uh, you've got enough stress, I don't want you working.

Well, I gotta do something.

I keep thinking that us getting married made things worse

between you and your daddy.

I don't care about that.

Maybe your mama could help us.

Tom: She tried.

Well, she should try again.

They're the only ones with the kind

of money that can help us.

Tom: I'm not gonna go begging.

We don't want to lose the house.

What are you talking about?

Well, my friend, Diane, she's going with a guy

who works at your daddy's law firm,

and she says that Angela has secured a place

in your daddy's will.

How long before she convinces him

she should get your entire share?

Who cares about that stuff?

Well, you should care, it's not just about the money.

It's the principle of the thing, and the respect.

Besides, it's not just about us.

Your grandma and grandpa, they've put out an awful lot

to give us all this.

I don't know, I think it's worth another try.

Now you're going to tell her

-just like I told you. -I got it.

Mama?

Mama, it's me, Tom.

I know, I know, Mama, but I need to talk.

This business with Daddy and me, it's gotta end.

Can I come over?

It's not up to him.

Okay.

Okay, Mama.

Okay, bye.

She said she'd talk to him,

but I shouldn't call the house again.

That's okay, that's good, huh?

[slow blues music]

[horse whinnies]

Well, he really scratched the bottom

of the well, hasn't he?

You didn't come all this way just to insult me, did you?

Where's Tom?

He didn't want to see you.

He doesn't have a choice, I've come for my check.

I can see what he meant now.

He told me I was the first woman he'd ever been with,

and it never made much sense 'til now.

Well, you have had lots of practice.

Pat, get in the house.

You've gotta be kidding me. [laughs]

[overlapping chattering]

-How you doing? -How are you? Good to see you.

You are a heavy boy.

Walter Allanson, you knew he was lying, didn't you?

Walter: I can't help you, Edison.

Yeah, nobody can help me, nobody can help me now.

He was your client, and you knew--

Dan: Put the gun down.

I said put the gun down.

Officer: Put the gun down!

-Dan: Put the gun down. -Officer: Don't move!

Edison: You ruined my life, man, he ruined my life!

So did he really pull a gun?

Right there in broad daylight,

said he was going to shoot him, the man was crazy.

You're lucky you weren't hurt, Rachel.

Now, I told her that too.

You should have seen him, Tom.

He just stood there, didn't even flinch,

like he thought he was invincible.

Well, at least someone had the courage

to confront the man.

Where are you going?

You can find your own ride home.

Well, I didn't mean that. Tom!

Don't leave.

Tom: What's up, Dan?

Dan: How you doing, buddy?

Tom: Good.

How's Pat?

She'll be all right, you know Pat.

She's got a flare for the dramatic.

Can I get you to take a look at something real quick?

What's this?

You wouldn't know anything about that, would you?

Your father got it in the mail a couple of days ago.

Probably the poor son of a bitch

who went after him in front of Rachel.

Yeah, no, he was in jail.

Well, postmarked from Savannah.

I told Walter I'd look into it, that's all.

I haven't been to Savannah, Dan.

Well, that's all I needed to hear.

You know, Walter's had a lot of land deals around there,

so I'm not surprised, to tell you the truth.

Miracle he's still alive.

Look at you.

How about a little wager, what do you think?

I'm broke.

He's broke. [laughs]

So I'll throw a game or two.

Well, at least he made it home.

I shouldn't have said those thing I said.

All this trouble with Walter has just

about brought Tom to his knees.

Debbie: He really walks all over Tom, doesn't he?

Sometimes I wish they had been killed.

Mama.

I know, that's a terrible thing to say.

When Tom was little, Walter used to slap him

in front of others,

not to hurt him, but to humiliate him.

Well, Tom's too big to be slapped now,

but Walter sure tries to humiliate him.

I hate that man.

It'll all be okay, Mama.

Once they get to know you,

it'll be like this never happened.

I hope you're right, you're the only one

I can tell these things to. Don't tell anyone, you promise?

Especially not Rachel, God forbid.

Am I hearing this right?

You're confiding in me and not Rachel?

Of course, why wouldn't I?

Because I always thought you were closer

with her than me.

I can't believe I'm hearing this.

Nothing ever comes between a mother and daughter,

don't you know that?

Besides, you and me, we've always had more in common.

Since when?

Oh, Rachel seems to think

that the world just falls into place, and,

well, I guess it does for her.

But you and me, we know it's not that easy.

Sometimes you have to take what's rightfully yours,

and you can't be afraid to do that.

All these rich folk with their fancy cars

and their expensive clothes,

nobody just handed that to them.

They went after it, they just went right out

and took it, you understand?

I think so.

Good, you remember that, it's important.

Thanks for the ride.

-I love you. -Debbie: Love you too, Mama.

Hey, you okay?

Tom: I'm sorry I walked out.

I'm sorry too, sugar.

It's all my fault.

What you doing?

I just read a letter from my mother,

it came in the mail today.

"Dear Tom, please don't tell anyone I wrote this letter.

Come by on Memorial Day, your daddy will be working.

The neighbors will be in town for the fireworks.

I'll be home, I want to help, love Mom," see?

I'm not taking their money.

They'll have that over me forever.

We need to talk to a realtor about selling the house,

it's our only option now.

No one is going to take this house from us, Tom.

Why don't you get that through your thick skull?

This isn't a home, it's a house of cards.

This whole life we're trying to live is a charade.

We could barely afford it when I had a job.

So that's it, then, you're just gonna give up,

let him win?

It's not about winning or losing, we're broke.

Don't you see, this is exactly what he wants,

what he always does to you.

And here your mom is reaching out,

and you're too pigheaded to even consider it.

I've considered everything.

Not everything, Tom.

I will not live like everybody else.

I will not be like everybody else, we are better than that.

Well, that's who I was when you married me.

[slow ominous music]

[overlapping chattering]

Announcer: Now, don't forget, folks.

The fireworks will be starting right at sundown.

And the Memorial Day concert will begin in 20 minutes.

Got them.

Here they are, I'm starving.

Oh, they look good. [overlapping chattering]

Hey.

How about a peace offering?

Depends what you got in mind.

Oh, really?

How about we take a walk?

Where are we going?

Well, you'll just have to wait and see, hmm?

Will you get some more beers, too, and some salsa?

Yeah, I got your beer.

[Pat giggles]

It's a surprise, don't you like surprises?

I do not like surprises, you know that.

I know, but you're gonna like this one.

Baby, it's Memorial Day, I figured I'm gonna show

you something that you'll never forget.

Into my carriage, sir.

-Tom: Pat. -Pat: Daddy.

Don't you-- you get in that car there.

Don't make me have to spank you.

♪ I'm such a good, good girl ♪

♪ I got my hair up in curls ♪

♪ Precious as pearls ♪

♪ I'm a good, good girl ♪

♪ I'm a good, good girl ♪

♪ Such a good, good girl ♪

Pat: [laughs] Good.

Tom: So good.

♪ Never want to do bad, just want to love on my man ♪

♪ I'm just a good, good girl ♪

♪ Belle of the ball ♪

♪ For you, baby, I've got it all ♪

♪ Champagne and roses ♪

♪ Let's raise a toast to the good, good girl ♪

♪ Such a good, good girl ♪

♪ I got my hair up in curls, precious as pearls ♪

♪ Just a good, good girl ♪

Where on earth did they go?

You know Mama and Tom.

[phone rings]

Walter Allanson.

Excuse me?

Thank you.

There are gonna be fireworks tonight, you excited?

Yeah.

I'll be excited if Mama ever gets back here

with more beer.

Phil: I second that.

Yep.

Carolyn: Walter, what are you doing home?

-Walter: Where is he? -Carolyn: Where's who?

-Walter: Tom. -Carolyn: Tom, he's not here.

Walter: Somebody called the office,

said they saw a man who looked like Tom carrying a gun

and heading toward the back basement door.

Carolyn: That's ridiculous.

Oh, Walter, nobody's here.

Hey, y'all, you wanna go see some fireworks?

The kids won't let me alone, so I decided to go.

What's going on?

Go on, get out of here.

Oh, Walter, put that gun away.

Quiet, I'm going round back, you stay here.

What-- [scoffs]

[fireworks popping] [audience cheering]

[slow ambient music]

[fireworks popping] [audience exclaims]

[upbeat marching band music]

[audience applauds]

[slow ominous music]

Please, Angela, take the kids and get out of here.

Go!

Walter!

Walter: Carolyn, stay back, I have him cornered.

[gun fires] [Carolyn screams]

[gun fires] [fireworks popping]

[upbeat marching band music]

Hey!

Dispatcher: All units, all units,

1071 at 679 Highland Lane, report of gunfire.

All units respond.

[fireworks popping] [audience cheers]

Where have you been?

I was with Tom.

[gasps] Hey, you, aren't they beautiful?

Rachel: Where's Tom?

Oh, he wasn't feeling so great, so he walked home.

I tried to give him a ride, but he didn't want me

to miss the fireworks. Uh-uh-uh...

And love, we did not. [laughs]

[upbeat marching band music]

[slow ominous music]

-Angela: Dan? Dan. -Hey.

-What's going on? -They're shooting each other.

-What? -Someone's in the basement

and Walter had a gun, and he went around back,

and then Carolyn went inside the house

and then they just started--

Oh, okay, okay, calm down, calm down.

Stay back here, you stay here, okay?

-In the basement? -Angela: Yeah.

[slow ominous music continues]

Mr. Allanson?

Walter Allanson, this is the police.

If anyone's in the basement, I need you

to come on out into the light with your hands in the air.

[ominous orchestral music]

All right, don't touch anything.

Let's seal this place off, set up a perimeter.

[sighs]

We'll call it in, let's go.

-What's going on? -Is that Dan?

Pat: Yeah.

Pat, where's Tom?

Tom, he wasn't feeling well, he walked home.

What's wrong, Dan?

Rachel: Dan, what's going on?

[sighs] Walter and Caroline have been shot.

They're both dead.

What?

Dan: Pat, we're looking for Tom.

[sighs] Um, uh...

Well, he's at home, he wasn't feeling well.

But Dan, you don't think he has anything to do with it?

Dan, you know he has nothing to do with this.

[sirens wailing]

Dan: Ricketts, put your weapon away, both of you.

Hey, Tom?

Hey, Tom, can you come on out?

Hey, Tom, I gotta see both your hands, Tom.

What are you talking about, man?

What the hell is all this?

Dan: Where you been, Tom?

I've been here.

It's your mom and dad, they've both been shot.

Dan, what?

Mr. Allanson,

Walter and Carolyn have both been shot and killed.

God, Tom, how?

No.

Now, Tom, you're gonna have to come with me.

I gotta bring you in for questioning.

They're dead?

I wish I had known, I gotta tell my wife, we've gotta--

I gotta bring you in, Tom.

Dan, give us a minute.

Grandpa, I gotta go with Dan down to the station.

The tension between you and your father is well known.

Your good friend here says he saw a man fitting

your description fleeing near the scene.

It's the truth, Tom, a man your size, your build,

come running out of the woods.

There's a lot of men my size,

one or two my daddy might have even crossed.

But you can't account for your whereabouts,

except that you walked home.

That's right.

Right before the fireworks,

why on earth would you do that?

I told you I was alone with Pat,

and I wasn't feeling well.

Then your wife, she didn't drive you home?

Didn't want her to miss the fireworks.

How'd you scrape your hand there?

I took a shortcut, I jogged some.

That's why I took a shower.

So you weren't feeling well, but you jogged?

We found your clothes in the washing machine.

You always wash your clothes the minute you get in?

Sometimes.

Look, I didn't kill my mama and daddy.

That's the God's honest truth.

Dan? [siren wails]

What happened in that basement, Tom?

[overlapping chattering]

Debbie: Hey, where's Tom?

-They won't let me see him. -It's okay.

[Pat sighs]

Did they hurt you?

Tom: They think I did it.

Don't you say anything more,

we're gonna get an attorney, I'm gonna fix this.

What's she doing here?

[slow guitar music]

When Walter yelled up from the basement,

he said, "I got him cornered, I've got Tom."

That's not what you told me at the house, Angela.

Well, I was a little freaked out.

I'm just saying, that's what I heard.

Now, you're absolutely sure that he said "Tom"?

Walter: Carolyn, stay back, I have him cornered.

[gun fires]

Dan: Angela?

That's what he said, all right.

Tom Allanson, you're under arrest for the murder

of Walter and Carolyn Allanson.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used

against you in a court of law.

Pat: What the hell did you say to them?

-She's lying. -Detective: Mrs. Allanson-

Detective, you do not know this woman.

She lies about Tom all the time.

She is trying to frame him.

She once shot him with a .357, Dan, you tell her.

She's the one that you should be questioning.

She is not the suspect, Mrs. Allanson.

-You get her out of here. -Man: Somebody hold her!

Mom, it's gonna be fine. Come on, it's gonna be fine.

[slow blues music]

The DA has built a very strong case, Tom.

It found the shotgun that killed your father 20 yards

from where your friend, Deputy Dan Hollister,

said he saw a man

fitting your description running away from the scene.

Well, he'll never testify to that, they're best friends.

He's going to,

the fact that they are best friends

makes it much more compelling to a jury.

But there's no forensic evidence linking Tom to the gun,

no residue on Tom's hands.

He took a shower when he got home, he washed his clothes.

There were no prints on the gun because it was wiped clean.

Frankly, Tom, your version of what happened

that night isn't strong.

But it's the truth, Mr. Gilbert.

Truth is what we can prove to 12 people

who'd rather be somewhere else.

It has nothing to do with what really happened.

[slow blues music]

[gun fires]

[gun fires]

So what do we do?

Well, we got a couple of things in our favor.

Your daddy had a lot of enemies.

Now, this is the man

who threatened him outside his office.

He's out on bail, and he hasn't been found.

Well, there you go.

It's not that simple.

It might be enough to create reasonable doubt in the jury.

But our biggest hurdle is Angela.

She's going to testify you were in that house.

I said it before, Mr. Gilbert,

that woman should be the focal point of this case.

She manipulated Walter and Carolyn using those two children

of hers, Walter's will has been amended.

She's going to get a large sum of money.

Now, if that isn't a motive, I don't know what is.

All right, the DA's looking into it, so are we.

You gotta understand, though.

They feel they got the right man.

It's going to be an uphill battle.

[slow orchestral music]

Nona, I know how hard this must be for you.

Tom feels so terrible that you have to go through this,

but he needs you to know that he's innocent.

We know that, dear.

I spoke to Mr. Gilbert today,

and he seems to be closing in on some of the suspects.

Why, they're even investigating Angela.

No, they're not.

Detective Edwards called.

He faxed this over from Walter's attorney.

Walter changed his will, Angela got nothing.

Her kids receive a small trust, but nothing to her.

Does Angela know this?

George: She's known for some time, she agreed to it.

And Tom?

Tom gets nothing, he was written out of Walter's will.

The rest of the estate goes to us.

Blood money, as far as I'm concerned.

I don't want anything to do with it.

Well.

We could certainly use some of that money.

We need $5,000 at the end of the month to pay the mortgage.

We haven't decided about any of that yet.

I hope you understand, dear.

The money from our son's death, it just wouldn't be right.

Oh, of course, Nona.

I understood perfectly,

without that money I would lose the house.

I would lose everything.

They weren't wrong.

It was blood money.

But now with the single stroke of a pen, my home was gone.

All of it.

Well, I'm gonna go upstairs for a little bit.

I'm just so tired.

Take care, dear.

[ominous orchestral music]

[objects clattering]

Pat: They were salivating, all of them.

It was the perfect soap opera playing out

right in their own backyard.

What does friendship mean at that point?

What is loyalty?

They wanted to believe Tom was guilty, they welcomed it.

I thought I had friends.

I had nothing.

They found him in Tennessee.

He wasn't even in South Carolina the night of the murders.

He has a strong alibi.

Well, there's other men who wanted to see Walter dead.

What about, what about Dan Hollister,

who went and showed Tom that letter?

Or the man who shot at the car?

None of them hold up.

This Edgar fellow was our best hope.

All the evidence points to you, Tom.

Well, most of it's circumstantial, but it's enough.

What do you suggest?

Plead to a lesser charge, don't let this go to trial.

No, out of the question.

Tom, as your attorney, it's my obligation to protect you

from the laws that will best apply in the case.

You listen to me very carefully, Mr. Gilbert.

Tom is innocent.

You will prove that to a jury.

There is no alternative.

That is your obligation as our attorney.

Tom's attorney.

Pat: No, Mr. Gilbert, our attorney.

-What are they offering? -Pat: Tom.

Pat, let me get a word in here.

What are they offering?

Manslaughter, 10 years, six with good behavior.

Now, I know juries.

I know them well.

And I know what's in this one's head,

even before the trial starts.

And I want you to put Tom up on the stand

so he could tell his story.

And tell them what?

That he can't account for his whereabouts

until 30 minutes after the murders,

and all the witnesses are lying, including his best friend?

That he didn't mean it when he threatened to kill his father

in front of the man's secretary and sister?

They'll believe him.

The prosecution will eat him alive.

I'm telling you, take the deal.

If you don't, you'll spend the rest

of your life in jail, I've seen it, I know it.

Pat: I'd like a moment with my husband in private.

Gilbert: Tom?

Give us a moment, Mr. Gilbert.

Baby, Mr. Gilbert's right.

Tom, if you take that deal, it is no different

than admitting that you did it, don't you see that?

It's not just the jury inside that courtroom.

It's what's outside the courtroom,

it's the whole town, everybody.

10 years will go by fast.

We'll still be young, we'll still be together.

10 years is a lifetime, we could beat this.

Then we're free, hmm?

Do you trust me?

I-- Yeah, [laughs] I do.

We won't be taking the deal, Mr. Gilbert.

It wasn't a good decision, I can admit that now.

They didn't care about the truth, it's not about the truth.

[slow blues music]

It was a game.

Winning and losing, and no attorney wants to lose.

They all want the headline.

It doesn't matter who's life is at stake,

who's life is ruined.

[door lock buzzes]

He was found guilty and sentenced to 10 years.

They took him from me.

I promised I'd fix it, and I didn't.

Looking back,

I don't think I ever forgave myself for that.

Rachel: Wanna go say hi?

Go on, go on.

Well, what...

Well, what are you doing here?

Hey there, tiger.

Jeremy: Hi, Aunt Pat.

Pat: Oh, look how cute you look, come over here.

Come on, give me a big hug and I'll give you a treat, huh?

[laughs]

It's so good to see you.

Oh, you little varmint, let me give you a hug.

[kisses]

Rachel: Hey, sis.

Hi, what's going on?

Phil took the promotion in Denver.

I didn't think he'd leave, I guess he just...

it was all too much for him.

Oh, it's probably all for the best, baby.

Anyway, I thought you could use the company.

Oh.

[prisoners chattering]

[both laughing]

God, I miss you. [laughs]

I miss your face, I miss the taste of your lips.

I miss everything about you.

[Pat laughs]

I've been crying so much,

I didn't think you'd recognize me. [laughs]

Every time I close my eyes, we're together.

Nothing's ever gonna change that.

Sugar,

I went to the bank today

and they refused to extend me any more money.

I don't know what I'm supposed to do anymore.

[slow blues music]

Baby, it's time to sell the house.

That house is the only thing

that I've ever had that's ever truly mine.

Just once I want to hold onto something.

My grandparents have already taken out loans

to pay the lawyer, we're not gonna see my daddy's money

for months, maybe longer.

Any extra we have has got to go towards my appeal.

Mr. Gilbert isn't confident that he's going

to be able to get an appeal from a judge.

I don't think he ever believed us.

He's just like all the other ones.

Hey, stay strong.

I need you to get along with him.

[scoffs]

Okay, you know, he's the only friend we've got.

Do it for me, huh, please?

I'm trying, sugar.

Lord knows I'm trying.

The bank called.

They won't extend another loan.

They're gonna start foreclosure proceedings in 30 days

if I don't come up with something.

And the credit card companies,

they keep on calling and bothering me.

I'm at my wit's end.

Did you tell George?

George doesn't want to be burdened with it.

Nona just sits in there, despondent.

George won't even leave the house with all the gossip,

the things people are saying.

You can't go into town without a sideways glance.

And Wade wouldn't take my check at the market today.

I've known that man my entire life,

the people you think are your friends.

Pat, I could help out.

Oh, Rachel, I don't want your money.

I'm just glad you're here. [sighs]

I couldn't do this on my own.

[television chatters]

Hey, not in the house, take it outside, okay?

Good boy.

Nona?

Nona, we've got some lunch.

Hi.

We've made you some soup.

There you go.

I don't feel very hungry.

Oh, it's good.

Thank you.

Got a nice ham and cheese for you today,

that's on the menu.

Here you go.

Oh.

Rachel: Hey.

I spoke to Mr. Gilbert today.

He's been working on an appeal.

He went on and on about all this technical stuff

that the judge did wrong, so...

Oh, would you like a little sweet tea?

That would be nice.

Hmm, good, all right, coming right up.

Rachel: Let me do that.

Pat: Oh, no, I've got it, Rachel.

Rachel: Pat.

Pat: Really, Rachel, I'm okay, I have it.

You should go check on Jeremy,

he went outside a little bit ago, truly.

[slow ominous music]

Sorry, they were piling up.

Hmm, thank you.

Come on, now, oopsy daisy.

Let's get them legs in there, that-a girl.

Come on, oh, all right, let's pull this up here for you.

I just, I feel so nauseous.

Yeah, want me to get you something, hmm?

Oh, no, dear, I just want to go to sleep.

Yes, that's right.

I'm sorry to be such a burden.

You have enough to worry about.

Oh, Nona, you're never a burden to me,

not you or George, now you just feel better, hmm?

Take a little nap, that'll make you feel much better.

Thank you, dear.

[slow ominous music]

Here you go, George, I made you some more sweet tea.

Thank you, thank you.

The air's so thick, you could hardly breathe.

It's like the world just sucked up all the air

right over here, right over Glennwood.

Oh, poor George, you've been through more than any of us,

you and Nona.

Walter.

Walter was my son.

He may not have been liked,

and I know how he treated you and Tom,

but he was still my son, someone killed him.

Yes, oh, George,

you're all bottled up inside.

George: Two people are dead.

My grandson is in prison.

All anyone seems to care about is the money, I--

I don't understand.

Pat: I didn't mean to go on about it the other night,

George, I'm sorry.

George: No, no, no, not you, Pat,

not you or Tom, no.

You can bet Darlene's gonna go after everything.

She's never been much of a daughter to you and Nona.

You need to amend your will so you protect yourself.

Well, it's none of my business.

Walter used to handle all of that.

Well, I can make a call for you if you like.

I know a lawyer, I'm sure if I asked him

to do me a favor, he would.

George: I don't want to put that on you, Pat.

Oh, I don't mind, George.

George: If you want, it would help.

Pat: Well, all right, then.

Oh, no, no, Pat, don't stop, I like it.

I feel so sluggish, I can't shake this bug.

-All right, let me help. -Thank you.

[sighs]

[slow ominous music]

They denied your appeal.

You told me you were going to fix this.

I did everything I could.

I feel like the whole world is

just crashing down all around us, I can't take it anymore.

Do you remember when we first met?

I was standing next to that old wishing well,

last dime in my pocket, I threw it down there.

What'd you wish for?

For you.

[laughs]

That was a good day, wasn't it?

There'll be more good days if we keep fighting.

You weren't meant to live like this,

a caged rat,

ow.

Your infection's back, isn't it?

I'm fine.

[slow guitar music]

Our souls are connected forever.

You believe that, don't you?

I do.

Then there's only one way for us to be together,

our perfect love that's bound by all eternity.

I believe that, I believe that with all my heart.

I can't do that.

It's the only way.

I'm not ready to die.

Look around you, Tom.

Living like this,

we died already.

Now, I brought you a Bible,

and I want you to read it, sugar.

For us.

Okay.

[birds chirping]

[Dan knocks]

Hi, Dan.

Dan: Hi, Rachel.

What brings you out here?

I was just coming by with some information

on that job you were asking about.

It's clerical mostly, so it's not much pay,

but they do have a space for Jeremy,

so you wouldn't have to rely on daycare or Debbie.

-Thanks, that's sweet. -Sure.

Well, it's a good excuse to come by

and say hello, you know?

Listen, Rachel, I know this is awkward,

me being one of those who put Tom away,

and there is enough gossip in this town

to fill a henhouse, [laughs] I mean...

I just want you to know you've got friends.

Thank you, Dan.

Sure.

You're very sweet, Dan.

George: Rachel.

George, George! [dramatic music]

George!

Dan: He's breathing.

[slow ominous music]

Rachel: Hi.

They say it was a heart attack, he's in a coma.

Hey.

Rachel: Hey.

Hi. How is he?

No change, how's Nona?

I don't really think she understands what's going on.

Jeremy just went down for a nap, is Mama still there?

[sighs] I'm worried about her, Debbie.

You know Mama, she's a caretaker.

She's gonna take care of everyone else first.

Yeah, I know, it's not just that.

Have you noticed she's been acting strange lately,

you know, like... not herself?

Like what?

Nevermind.

Hey, thanks for covering, you want to stay over?

No, I'm actually gonna go meet some friends,

but I'll give you a call tomorrow.

Yeah, yeah, see you.

[oven beeps]

[slow ominous music]

[dramatic music]

[kettle whistles]

Pat: What are you doing?

Oh, I was, I was just looking for some tea.

Well, it's right here.

Oh... [laughs] of course.

Do you mind doing me a favor?

I forgot Nona's prescription, it's in town.

I can't bear the thought of driving back, do you mind?

Actually, I just put a pizza in the oven for Jeremy, so...

Well, I can give it to him when it's ready.

I'd really appreciate it, thank you.

Darlene: It's your sister, isn't it?

I beg your pardon?

Making my parents sick.

How's she doing it, medication, something else?

She won't get away with it,

or maybe you're all in it together.

My sister sacrificed everything to take care

of your parents, and for what?

For being humiliated and rejected by your family,

for having to bear what people say behind her back?

Or for being more of a daughter

to Nona and George than you ever were,

and you have the gall to say something so awful.

You are despicable.

Darlene: They never really found

out how your older brother Glenn died, you know.

He died in a car accident.

[slow ambient music]

That's what they told everyone.

Suicide, or so they said.

You were too young to remember this,

but Pat hated your brother,

thought he got too much attention from Mommy.

Everybody knows Pat wants all the attention to herself.

Pat?

Pat.

Did you get the prescription?

Yeah.

Saw Tom's Aunt Darlene.

She said something really awful.

She said that Glenn didn't die

in a car accident, is that true?

Our brother shot himself.

Suicide is a stain that doesn't wash away easily

in a town like this.

People can be so judgmental.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because I didn't think it was fair to Glenn.

I loved him more than anyone would ever know.

I didn't want you or anyone else to think less of him.

Well, she also said it seemed like

maybe it was more than just suicide.

Well, Darlene is a hateful, spiteful woman.

She always has been.

So she lied?

Of course she lied, that's what she does, Darlene lies.

I'm sure if you want to look at the coroner's office,

they have the report.

Maybe you could look at the autopsy photos

while you're at it.

I just don't like secrets, Pat.

Fine, no more secrets.

Hey, let me do that, why don't you rest?

I'll take Nona her food, she seems better today.

Well, she doesn't eat, she's gonna get worse.

Rachel: Just let me do it.

Rachel, please, I have system, I have a routine.

Fine.

[slow ominous music]

Pat: What is our most primal instinct?

Food,

shelter,

companionship?

No.

Survival.

Survival of the fittest.

Do not judge me.

It's within each of us when we need it.

Nona? [Nona groans]

I was wondering where you were.

I don't like being alone.

How are you feeling?

Better, I think.

Yes.

You haven't eaten anything.

I just don't have any appetite.

Have you talked to the doctors?

How is my George?

Nona, it is very important that you eat something.

I'm not hungry.

Well, I made you my special soup.

I am just not hungry, dear.

Pat?

What's wrong?

[toy chimes]

♪ Good night, sleep tight ♪

♪ Have no fear of the darkness ♪

♪ I love you ♪

♪ I'm near you ♪

♪ You're so safe now, my sweetness ♪

♪ Morning comes, a new day rises ♪

♪ Love and good will ♪

♪ Every breath is filled with surprises ♪

♪ Love will hold you ♪

♪ Good night, sleep tight ♪

♪ Have no fear of the darkness ♪

♪ I'm with you, I'm near you ♪

♪ You're so safe now, my sweetness ♪

What is that, sweetheart?

Shh, it's a little something to make you feel better.

♪ Good night ♪

♪ Sleep tight ♪

♪ Have no fear of the darkness ♪

♪ I'm with you, I'm near you ♪

[Nona cries out]

♪ You're so safe now, my sweetness ♪

♪ Morning comes, a new day rises ♪

[Nona chokes]

[Nona gasps]

♪ Every breath is filled with surprises ♪

[Nona gasps] ♪ Love will hold you ♪

♪ Good night, sleep tight ♪

♪ Have no fear of the darkness ♪

♪ I'm with you, I'm near you ♪

♪ You're so safe now, my sweetness ♪

[slow blues music]

Pat: It's our very own Tara.

Pat, Pat.

I want to show you something.

He unzipped his pants and he exposed himself.

You ever touch my wife again and I will kill you.

She's a damn whore.

[gun fires] [screaming]

Pat: I will not live like everybody else.

I will not be like everybody else,

we are better than that.

Detective: What happened in that basement, Tom?

You're under arrest for the murder

of Walter and Carolyn Allanson.

We could beat this.

Tom gets nothing, the rest of the estate goes to us.

I made you some more sweet tea.

Thank you. [ominous orchestral music]

[Nona cries out]

Pat: My mama died when I was 24.

She was my whole world.

When I used to see people with both

of their parents alive, I'd burn with envy.

George and Nona made me feel like I was their own.

I loved them.

That's the God's honest truth.

[slow blues music]

[alarm buzzes]

[toilet flushes]

What is it?

That was George Allanson's daughter, Darlene.

She thinks Pat Allanson killed her mother Nona

and is doing the same thing to George.

She wants to file a formal complaint.

Well, no indication of foul play.

You want my opinion?

Pat's hands aren't clean.

George was as fit as an ox right up

until about the time they moved in.

Nona was holding her own pretty good too.

She went downhill real fast.

Who stands to benefit if he dies now?

Darlene?

She was cut out of the will.

I want to talk to her George's attorney, call the hospital.

I want to get the results from George's blood work.

Okay. You got it.

I flushed them.

What?

The pills, I know what you said,

and yeah, I do feel like I'm dying in here.

But I just don't believe in that sort of thing.

Sugar.

Don't try and convince me otherwise, Pat.

I'm not going out that way.

Things are gonna get better.

Your grandma passed last night.

It was peaceful, she died in her sleep.

And Grandpa?

He doesn't have long.

I want to be there with him.

It's like,

it's like I'm having some weird dream.

And I just want to wake up and have everything the way it was,

but it isn't a dream and there isn't any waking up.

And he was responsive?

Okay, that's been confirmed then, thank you.

George Allanson's will was amended three times

in the last month and names Pat and Tom

as both the primary beneficiaries and co-executives,

which means she controls everything

as long as Tom's in jail.

We'd better get to the hospital.

Why?

George came out of his coma, that was his doctor.

It wasn't a heart attack, he was poisoned.

Nurse: The doctor will be in to check on you in a bit.

George: Thank you.

George?

I can't believe what I'm seeing.

We thought we had lost you, the doctors said--

Thought you'd be rid of me?

Oh, what are you talking about?

I know about Nona.

Dan.

Dan Hollister?

The doctor called him, they said they found arsenic in me.

Said I'd been poisoned.

Are you family?

Yes, I am, is he going to be all right?

He's gonna live.

Frankly, I don't know how he's still alive.

You're made of some strong Southern stock,

Mr. Allanson, that's for sure.

I don't understand, he said that there was arsenic

in his system, how is that possible?

There is arsenic in his system.

It doesn't go away.

Small doses can affect a person gradually,

and the symptoms are masked

by other common ailments, rarely detected.

But whoever did this got a little overzealous.

Whoever did this, aren't you jumping to conclusions?

I had arsenic poisoning once from contaminated water.

Not at these levels, this man was poisoned.

George, there is no possible way you were poisoned.

This doesn't make any sense.

It does, it does to the sheriff.

Would you mind stepping out while I examine Mr. Allanson?

I'll be just outside, George, don't worry.

Dan: I'm Deputy Hollister. This is Detective Edgar.

Mark: We need to see George Allanson, please.

Can you tell us what room he's in?

Receptionist: One moment.

Wanna check for me?

Dan: We won't be long.

Rachel: Pat, I've just heard, he's okay?

Yes, yes, it's fine, go see him right away.

I'll be right back, okay?

Rachel: It's okay.

You sure about this?

We'll do further tests, but it's quite conclusive,

although arsenic is rare these days.

Where the hell do you even find arsenic?

They still use it to treat heartworm, horses.

George, do you have any idea

when you might've ingested this?

No.

Who prepares your meals?

Pat does all the cooking, has ever since we moved in.

[tires squealing]

[siren wails]

Don't move.

What is going on?

Put your hands up.

What on earth for?

What's going on here, what-- are you fixing to shoot me?

You are under arrest.

Dan?

Pat, you do what he says now.

This is just insane.

Do not move, put your hands up.

Whatever it is you think I've done, you've got it wrong.

You are making

-a terrible mistake. -Hey, what's going on?

-Rachel, you stay where you are.

Rachel, please call Patrick Gilbert right now.

Dan, let her go.

Please, you are making a terrible mistake.

They found the arsenic in the stable, Pat.

It was not mixed for heartworm treatment or anything else,

and they have a witness who says he sold it to you.

Look, they're going to charge you

with two counts of criminal intent to commit murder.

You could spend a good portion of your life in jail.

Now, they might be willing to make a deal.

My answer is spelled with two letters, Mr. Gilbert, N-O.

Mama.

Oh, no long faces now, come on.

This isn't what it seems.

Mr. Gilbert said they may offer you a deal.

An admission of guilt, now you don't

for a second believe I actually did it, do you?

Of course not.

These bottom feeders have no interest in the truth.

This whole town, every last one of them is corrupt.

It will be a miracle if I get a fair trial at all.

But I will fight.

I always fight.

Come on, now.

It's going to be fine.

Now, I love Nona and George as if they were my own,

I would never hurt them.

You do believe that, don't you?

I know. [slow ominous music]

I believe you, Mama.

My instincts proved right

about the good people of this county.

It wasn't a fair trial at all.

They had their minds made up from the newspapers

and the gossip circles.

They shuffle people's lives

as if they were cards in a poker game.

It's impossible to win with the deck stacked against you.

Truth and justice,

pinned over by idealists who preach it

from pedestals and carve it into granite.

Justice isn't about truth, it's about perception of truth.

Perception is what you want it to be.

Those people wanted me guilty.

[slow blues music] [Pat screams]

It was hard to imagine then

that I would never speak to my Tom again.

After I was sentenced, he was granted a divorce.

He said he was going to forget that we were ever married.

Glennwood, everything it represented, gone.

All that was left of my life were ashes

of a dying ember, but I think what hurt most

of all was knowing what Tom thought of me,

what everyone did.

What they're all saying behind my back.

It was just about enough not to want to go on.

But I did, like I always do.

Seven years,

Tom was seven years younger than me.

People used to mock us, seven years.

I didn't think that was hardly any time at all.

Hey, Mama.

Baby, it's so good to see you.

I know the way I look--

-No, you look good. -No, I look like a mess.

Look, Jeremy made you a sign.

Oh...

Oh, my goodness, this is Jeremy?

Who is this little man, I can't [kisses] believe it.

I know it's not much, but I put some of your photos up

and some other things.

Oh, it's just fine.

It's good to have you home, sis.

Thank you.

Oh, no, it's nothing, I mean,

it's just me and Jeremy and we have the spare room, so...

Well, you let me stay here,

and I don't think I ever properly thanked you

the whole entire time I was there,

you did visit me more than anyone else.

I don't think Debbie knew how to handle it.

She made some bad choices, it's all my fault,

but you've always been there for me,

and I do appreciate it.

You're my sister.

In case they don't feed you.

Oh, you are too sweet. Now, are you sure it's okay

that I'm borrowing your car?

It's fine, I've got a ride.

[sighs] Well, all right, as soon as I make a little money,

I'll get something of my own.

And thank you so much for letting me borrow these.

-Rachel: You look great. -Yeah, I feel fat as a cow.

[laughs]

So I'm curious, this job, they assigned it to you?

Mm-hmm.

Does my hair look dumb?

Pat, I want to look half as good as you do

at my age, you look great.

I mean, I'm just surprised, I mean, a nurse?

State agency assigned it.

I imagine they know what they're talking about.

Besides, it's just not a nurse, it's in-house care.

I used to help with Mama all the time

at the hospital with people, so it shouldn't be that hard.

It's a job, you should be happy for me.

I am, I'm really proud of you.

[Pat sighs] I'm really proud of you, sis.

Oh.

Rachel: You're gonna be great, you're gonna be great.

[birds chirping]

Pat?

Pat: Hello.

I'm Jennifer, come in.

How do you do?

Oh, what a beautiful home you have.

Thank you, a lot of care went into it.

We'll go in here.

Pat: All right.

Jennifer: Please, have a seat.

All right.

I brought you the credentials you were asking about.

Thank you, the certification is current?

Yes, ma'am, I've been out of work for a while,

taking care of my family.

I can assure you, after that, I'm up for anything.

My husband Charles is partially paralyzed

because of a spinal injury.

He has limited use of his arms and no use of his legs.

We were in a car accident about a year ago,

and I'm no longer able to care for him the way I would like.

I have a heart condition.

Believe it or not,

it's been rather difficult to find someone.

It's not about the money,

it's just that my husband can be difficult to deal with.

Charles, this is Pat.

She's going to be helping us out around here a little bit.

Hey.

I'm not interested.

Honey, maybe if you just gave her a chance,

she could make things easier for you.

Can you make me walk or sit up or take a piss on my own?

No.

But I can take a little of the burden off your wife.

She deserves that, doesn't she?

He can be like that, it's hard to get close to him.

Sometimes, he's not very nice at all.

Well, he's been through a lot.

Yes, well, so have I, and he tends to forget that.

So do a lot of people.

Anyway, if you're interested, the job is yours.

I usually have a pretty good instinct about people,

and I rather like how you handled him in there.

Thank you.

I have a few errands that I need to run.

Of course.

Jennifer: So I have a list here for you.

No problem.

[slow ominous music]

Why is it that God shines his brightest on so few,

and leaves the rest living in his shadow?

I was not born for that.

I was not destined to live in the shade.

I was meant to feel the warmth of the sun

in all its entirety.

Charles: What the hell are you doing?

You need sunshine, why she has you

in the coolest part of the room is beyond me.

She thinks it's torture for me to see

what I've been missing, like I don't know.

It's so beautiful outside.

Oh, Mr. Greene, I'm not gonna bite you.

Massage releases toxins, reduces stress.

Oh my, you are knotted up like a bundle of rope.

When was the last time someone did this?

I can't remember anyone ever doing it.

Oh, come on, not even your wife?

No.

It's none of my business, but I don't understand that.

Did she tell you I was a pain in the ass?

You were just angry at the world.

How perceptive.

Life is a gift, Mr. Greene,

no matter what hand you're dealt,

and you've been given a bad hand, that's for sure.

But it's up to you how you play it.

Now, if there's anything you need,

anything at all, you just ask, hmm?

[Charles sighs]

What are we doing out here?

I told you I like being inside.

It's a beautiful day.

Then enjoy it on your break.

Somewhere, somebody in this world would give anything

for another day.

Try to enjoy the one we've been given, hmm?

[horse gallops]

He seems to know you.

He should, we used to ride almost every day.

Pat: What's his name?

Magic.

Oh, Magic,

oh, pretty boy.

He hasn't quite figured out why I've abandoned him.

Pat: Neither have I.

Maybe because I can't ride.

You have much more to offer than you think, Mr. Greene.

He obviously loves you.

Why don't you just love him back?

Yeah, I miss you, boy.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry this happened.

Would you like to ride?

[laughs]

Oh, my. Oh, I couldn't impose.

It's not an imposition, he needs attention, affection.

He shouldn't be put out to pasture just yet.

Mr. Greene--

Call me Charles, Mr. Greene makes me feel old.

I haven't been down here in months.

Thank you.

You're welcome, Mr. Greene, I mean Charles. [laughs]

Charles, you're welcome, Charles, oh, hi!

Pat: Well, hello. Well, hello!

[rock music] [audience cheers]

Pat: Excuse me, I'm looking for a Debbie.

She your friend?

She's my daughter.

Do you want to do a mother-daughter routine?

Bartender: Name your price.

If you could just show me where she is, please.

[quiet overlapping chattering]

So I thought that you broke up with Derek-- or Mike.

Well, I can't keep track of them all.

I did, 10 minutes before he hit me.

Oh, Debbie.

Stop, Mama, just stop.

You have no right to lecture me.

You know, it wasn't an easy seven years for me either.

Rachel had her own life.

I didn't have anybody.

I'm sorry, baby, I never meant to hurt you.

I'm gonna do better by you, I promise.

Oh, look at you, you're such a beautiful girl.

[slow guitar music]

I think you should try this on, huh?

I think this would look real cute on you.

I can't afford that, Mama.

Oh, come on now, it'll be my treat, please?

Yeah, okay.

Yeah?

All right.

You know, I was thinking,

why don't you come and work with me?

Great, minimum wage?

No, a little more than that, smarty pants.

You serious?

Yes, I'm serious, why not?

It'd give us a chance to spend some more time together.

Mrs. Greene, she could be a little bit difficult,

but I'm sure the two of you would get along just fine.

I've already told them I'm going to hire someone.

Oh, come on, it would be fun.

They have such a beautiful estate, hmm?

All right.

Pat: Yeah?

Debbie: Why not? [Pat laughs]

I can't believe she shows her face in public.

Debbie: You have a problem?

Oh, come on, just ignore them.

I'm so fat, I couldn't put on my pants.

Hey, how's it going with Debbie?

You know, at first I was hesitant

because you know your niece,

-but she has been so wonderful. -Yeah?

I don't think I could do without her,

especially with Mrs. Greene being so sick.

I didn't know Mrs. Greene was sick.

Oh, yes, terrible heart problems.

It's really very serious.

See the earrings Mama got me, real diamonds.

Wow, those look expensive.

I told you that's all she would notice.

I just don't see how you can afford that.

Well, if you most know, I got you a little something too.

It was supposed to be a surprise.

I'll get it right now.

Jeremy, dinner.

[Pat sings]

It's just like an early Christmas.

[Pat laughs]

Pat.

Pat: Now, don't say a word.

I can get you a little present if I want to

without feeling guilty, lift up your hair.

Yeah, well, I know what your kind of job pays,

and it does not pay for this.

Why do you gotta be like that?

I'm not being like anything.

I have a right to ask, where did you get the money for this?

Rachel, I do not like what you're insinuating.

I happened to get a aise, if you must know.

And that cost me everything that I had.

It's just a little token of my appreciation.

Mama, what's wrong?

It's nothing, it's just,

my infection is acting up a little bit again.

I didn't want to worry you about it.

Well, I think we all know it's caused by stress.

I think I need to go upstairs for a bit.

Y'all start without me, I've lost my appetite anyway.

Why do you have to be such a bitch sometimes?

Debbie.

Have a nice dinner.

What, you still thinks she poisoned Tom's grandparents?

Yes.

Absolutely, she went to jail for it, Rachel.

Look, I'm sorry, I know that's your sister-

No, no, it's not that, it's just that...

I mean, she's working as a private nurse.

What?

You know what, it's nothing, I'm just being paranoid.

I gotta get back to work, okay,

but thank you for the coffee.

Okay, sure, hey, can I give you a call sometime or...?

Yeah, but on my cell, Pat wouldn't approve.

All right, I'm gonna walk with you

'cause I'm going this way anyways, so.

Rachel: Okay.

[slow ominous music]

As I told you before, this job isn't just

about caring for Charles.

This room hasn't been dusted for a week.

I'll do it right now.

I watched the two of you.

I see how you and Charles interact.

You're here as a nurse, not as a psychiatrist.

Why, I don't think he needs a psychiatrist.

You're suddenly an expert on what it is that he needs?

Well, maybe he just needs

to be treated the way he used to be.

You don't know anything about us

or who he used to be.

No.

No, of course not.

Of course not, I'm sorry, I didn't mean, I would never.

Of course, it's none of my business.

But I have to say, I do think he wants to feel alive.

He's dying, his doctors say he may have five years.

Please.

It was a drunk driver, he hit us head on.

We didn't even see him coming.

He got nine months in jail,

and now he's at college playing football.

And here we are.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

You're helping Charles, I can see that.

I can't, and that's hard for me.

That doesn't make you a bad person.

It just makes you human.

He is still my husband, try to remember that.

I have some groceries that I need you to pick up,

plus a few other things.

[sighs]

I'm gonna get you to fill in the rest.

I'm gonna go upstairs and lie down,

I feel like I have a bit of a headache, thank you.

You're welcome.

[horse whinnying]

Hey, Rita, yeah, thanks for letting Jeremy stay over,

I'll pick him up tomorrow at 10.

Okay, bye.

Pat?

[Rachel knocks]

[slow ominous music]

Oh, my God, you scared me to death.

What you doing in here?

Oh, I was just, um.. I was looking

for the extra set of car keys, you never put them back.

Well, they're in the hall on the hook, plain as day.

Oh, well, I shouldn't have pried,

I should have waited, I'm sorry.

I don't have anything to hide.

No.

Look at you, you're all jumpy like a little Mexican bean.

[chuckles] Rachel: Sorry.

No problem, I love your skirt.

You were right, blind as a bat, they were right there.

I brought us dinner from Soup House.

Oh, you know, I'm not really hungry,

I'm just really tired, I think I'm gonna go have a bath.

We never get to spend any time alone together anymore.

Come on, it's your favorite.

I'll go fix it right up.

[slow ominous music]

[microwave beeps]

Aren't you hungry?

It's Chinese egg drop, your favorite.

It's a little salty, could use a little pepper,

don't you think?

Yeah.

What I always do, here,

let me put a little pepper in there, there you go.

-Rachel: Thank you. -Pat: That should be better.

I don't know why they always do that, huh?

[slow ambient music]

[Rachel groans]

[birds chirping]

Pat?

Pat: Shh.

How are you feeling, huh?

What time is it?

It's morning.

What happened?

You got so sick last night.

You scared me half to death, I came home

and you were crumpled up on the floor.

Don't you remember me putting you to bed?

No, no.

Well, I called the Soup House.

They had some other complaints,

so much for our favorite restaurant.

Here, baby, drink some of this.

Here you go, darling, come on, little sip, okay.

Food poisoning?

Pat: Yeah, apparently so, the doctor said the best thing

for you to do is to stay in bed and plenty of liquids.

No, no, I don't want to stay in bed.

Oh, no, no, no, no, sweetie, you--

[shushes] You go to bed now.

Now, don't you worry, I'm gonna take care of you.

Where's Jeremy?

He's at his friend's house, I've arranged everything.

Now you go back to sleep, okay, don't worry.

Have you been taking your medication?

Jennifer: Yes, of course I have.

Well, I think I'd better call the doctor.

[sighs] I just don't understand it.

I haven't felt like this for ages,

not since I've been taking my current medication, anyway.

Well, you've been taking care of Mr. Greene for so long,

and now that there's help,

your body's just paying you back is all.

You have a kind heart, but also a delicate one.

You're very sweet.

Thank you, both of you.

Would you like me to get you some tea?

That sounds lovely.

Coming right up.

Is Jennifer okay?

Yes, the doctor said she's gonna be just fine.

She needs to rest, no excitement.

Is she taking her heart medication?

Yes, now I need you to relax.

The two of you are gonna give each other a heart attack,

all the fretting you do.

[slow ominous music]

I'm sorry.

[sighs]

I'm sure that qualifies as harassment these days.

It's okay, I liked it.

Charles: Don't patronize me.

I'm not, Charles.

I'd like to believe that.

It's been so long.

I know.

[doorbell rings]

[slow ambient music]

Rachel, Rachel, what are you doing up?

Rachel: I can't-- I can't find my purse.

I need to find my purse.

You don't need to find your purse right now.

You need to get in the bed right now, come on, this second.

-You're very sick, come on now. -I need to get my purse.

Oh, look at you, walking around without your socks on too,

what am I gonna do with you, come on.

[background noise drowns out speaker]

Haven't seen my purse.

You're delirious, come on now, sweetie.

Rachel: No, I left it right downstairs.

The phone isn't working.

I know, I called the phone company.

It went out last night, do you need to call someone?

I might, is that okay?

You are burning up.

I need to see a doctor,

food poisoning wouldn't last this long.

Oh, no, no, no, know what we need to do for you?

Make you Mama's special remedy.

[Dan knocks]

I'll be right back, don't go anywhere.

Hello, Pat.

Dan Hollister.

I didn't know you still lived in Monticello.

Yeah, moved back awhile ago.

I'm here to see Rachel.

Rachel, are you two friends?

I've been calling her cell for the past two days.

I was worried.

Worried about what?

Can I see her?

She's not feeling well, she's in bed.

Well, I'd like to see her just the same.

You're not welcome here, Dan.

Well, that's up to Rachel, now, isn't it?

It is still her house, right?

Do you have wax in your ears, Dan Hollister?

You're not welcome here.

Look.

All right, wanna just tell her I stopped by, then?

Can you do that for me?

Rachel: Was that Dan?

Would you mind telling me what that's all about?

Have you been seeing him behind my back?

That's my business, Pat.

No, it's the whole town's business.

You don't think they're talking about it?

You don't think they're laughing at us behind our backs?

How could you disrespect me like that?

I'm not the one who went to prison.

That man destroyed my life.

He put his best friend behind bars

and he took him away from me, don't you see that?

All I have

is you and Debbie and Jeremy.

When Mama died, it felt like the whole world opened up

and fell out from behind my feet.

She was always there for me, no matter what.

If something ever happened between us,

I don't know what I would do.

Someone like Dan, all he's gonna do is come between us.

Can't you see that?

Oh, you are burning up.

Come on now, you've got to get back into bed, come on.

Go on.

Now that's a good girl, get you into bed.

Laying there all nice and cozy.

Here, now drink this.

I don't want your help. [dramatic music]

You don't know what you're saying.

I'll make you some more once you've calmed down a bit.

I'll go pick up Jeremy now.

You know, it wouldn't kill you to show some gratitude

for all the help that I'm showing with your son

and everything else around here.

[slow ominous music]

[phone rings]

Receptionist: Hello, Dr. Corbin's office.

Well, preliminary tests show no toxins.

More detailed blood work will take time, but.

Well, what's wrong with me, why am I so sick?

Everything is pointing to the flu,

the terrible strain going around,

violent, quick, just like you described.

Fluids and rest are your best weapon.

Thanks.

[quiet overlapping chattering]

-Tom: I got married. -Rachel: Married?

A friend from when we were kids, Becky Swanson.

Yeah.

She wrote me when this first happened,

and she'll come down and visit.

Hoping to get out real soon.

That's great, Tom, I'm real happy for you.

So what you doing here?

I have some questions about Pat.

I'm sure you know she's out by now

and living with me and Jeremy.

I guess I don't even really know what I want to ask.

When she went to prison, I chose to believe her.

You know, that this was all just a terrible mistake.

I don't really want to talk about this, Rachel.

Yeah, but now I'm not so sure it was.

You know, I'm starting to wonder

if maybe she had something to do with that night

that your mama and daddy were killed.

It don't make a damn bit of difference now.

I made myself a promise a long time ago

never to go back to that night.

I understand, Tom, but...

I got my own reasons I need to know.

What happened to my grandparents,

I can't rightfully know for sure.

The court says she did it,

she said she didn't have one friend on that jury,

and that may be the case.

But what I can tell you about Pat,

that she has a way of making you believe

what she wants you to believe,

no matter what your gut's telling you otherwise.

Hell, it's like its own kind of poison,

except you don't know you're sick.

[slow blues music]

Whoa.

You ride beautifully.

Oh, no, it's all him.

He's yours anytime.

-Really? -Charles: Mm-hmm.

Oh, did you hear that? [laughs]

Charles: There's something else I want

to show you, come on.

-Yeah? -Charles: Mm-hmm.

All right, let's go.

Sometimes, I'd just grab Jennifer and...

we'd get in the car and just drive.

Didn't matter where we were going.

You see the key panel?

-Mm-hmm. -Go over and open it.

That old bomb you're driving is not gonna last much longer.

I'd like you to drive one of mine.

Oh, Charles. [laughs]

[Charles laughs] Oh, Charles, I couldn't.

Nonsense, they're not being used.

A car needs as much attention as a quarter horse.

Whichever one you like.

[laughs] How about the Mercedes?

Perfect.

Really? [laughs]

Charles.

There's something I need to tell you.

Okay.

It's about my past.

I don't want to know.

Well, I think you should know

because people might say things about me,

things that aren't true,

lies that have haunted me for years.

I was in prison.

They accused me of things that I didn't do.

They said I hurt people that I love very much.

Shh, I told you I don't want to know.

Why not?

I'm sorry.

Oh, I'm sorry.

It's me who should apologize now.

[ominous orchestral music]

[gun fires]

Mrs. Greene, you scared me.

What are you doing?

Nothing, just putting some clothes away.

Where's your mother?

Debbie: Outside, I think.

Mrs. Greene, are you okay?

[Pat sings]

♪ A child gives you a cookie ♪

Where's Charles?

Pat: Hmm?

I want you out of this house.

You've been writing checks to yourself.

My account is short $40,000.

What else have you been stealing from my house?

Mama?

I can't believe I could've trusted either of you.

I'm calling the police.

Mrs. Greene, I don't know what you're talking about.

I'm sure there's some sort of an explanation, I would,

oh, Mrs. Greene, oh my goodness, Debbie.

Debbie, get over here.

Jennifer: Where's my pills?

-Pat: It's okay, come on now. -Jennifer: Give me my pills.

You're getting all crazy and making yourself sick.

We're gonna get you upstairs.

Everything's gonna be okay, everything's gonna be just fine.

Charles: What's going on?

Jennifer?

Pat: She fainted, we're gonna take her upstairs for a bit.

Jennifer: Charles... [mumbles]

-Yes... -Charles: It's her heart.

You've gotta call the doctor.

We're on our way, we're calling the doctor

after we lay her down.

Oh, my goodness, you're getting so heavy.

We'll have to put you on a diet soon.

All right, there you go.

Oh, let's get these legs in here.

[Jennifer groans]

Get you all cozy, there you go, all right.

Cozy as a bug.

Debbie, I need you to calm down.

Calm down? She's gonna call the police.

What are we gonna do?

Well, we can't do anything about it now, can we now?

I need you to go into town

and pick up a prescription for Mrs. Greene.

What for?

Because it's going to take a doctor an hour to get here.

-Don't argue with me, Debbie. -Mama!

Go downstairs, it's in my purse, thank you very much.

Go on.

Charles: Did you give her her pills?

Pat: Yes, of course.

This isn't the first time this has happened.

There are three different pills.

Charles.

She needs to take all three.

Yes, Charles, I know, I've given her all three pills.

I've spoken to the doctor, and we are doing exactly

what we should be doing now.

I'll go check on her, all right?

Okay.

You okay?

Yeah.

[kisses] I'll be back.

[ominous orchestral music]

What are you doing?

-Stop. -Just a little something

to relax you.

Now, now, now, now, now, come on.

[Jennifer gasps and grunts]

[shushes]

[Jennifer cries out]

[Jennifer gasps and trembles]

[Jennifer trembles and grunts]

[Jennifer gasping]

[slow orchestral music]

[background noise drowns out speaker]

[thunder rumbles] [rain patters]

Can I get you anything?

I should have taken her to the hospital right away.

The doctor told me to wait,

I shouldn't have listened to him.

Don't do that.

I...

Don't do that.

The night of our accident, Jennifer left her purse inside.

The 30 seconds it took for her to get it was the difference

between that truck hitting us and not.

She blamed herself for it, guilt destroyed her,

destroyed us.

So don't do it, it's not your fault.

[Charles sighs]

Have you lost people close to you?

More than I care to think about.

You get kind of numb to it after a while, I hate that.

Yeah, that's how I feel, numb.

Hell, I don't have much time here myself.

Maybe I'm just scared.

Maybe it's my time, too.

Please don't say that, Charles.

Debbie, are you all right?

No, I'm not all right.

Mrs. Greene died, Mama.

Well, she was sick,

she practically did this to herself,

she was so upset.

You act like this doesn't even bother you.

Oh, what, because I'm not hysterical?

I've lost a lot of people I've cared for.

Yeah, we know that.

I didn't mean that.

No.

Of course you didn't.

Baby, I want you to think about something.

Now, it's just awful.

She was a lovely woman, but she knew.

Oh, my God.

Pat: No, listen me.

Debbie: No--

No, you listen to me, what I mean is,

that might not be a bad thing.

Now, I know how that sounds,

but prison is not a place where you want to spend your time.

If anyone ever finds out about the money or the jewelry,

any of it, you and I will be spending time in prison.

Do you understand that?

We are in this together.

Debbie?

I get it. [slow orchestral music]

You're the only person I could ever trust

with anything like this.

I know this seems wrong on the surface,

but none of it would ever be missed.

That's the only reason why, there's plenty.

She didn't even know it was gone.

Oh, God. [sighs]

Your infection's back, isn't it?

It's nothing.

Let me see.

No, Debbie--

Mom, I'm not gonna take no for an answer.

Oh my God, you have to have somebody look at that.

Oh, what, the doctor?

They always say the same thing.

They don't even know what they're talking about.

Oh, baby, I know this has been difficult for you.

We gotta stick together, okay?

It's just you and me.

You're my special, pretty girl, I love you the most.

Pat?

[slow ambient music]

[dramatic music]

Pat: This moment,

when your own blood sees you as a monster.

Where are we going?

Something sears through your soul.

Everything I had done for her, nurtured her,

raised her as my own daughter.

It was in that moment, that split second,

the Rachel I knew and loved had died.

Hey.

He's up in my room, watching a movie, he's fine.

[sighs] I feel so stupid.

No.

I just-- I didn't know what to do.

It's my house, and I just-- I couldn't stay there,

but I couldn't face her.

Well, you're gonna be safe here.

She lied to me.

Everything she told me my whole life, a lie.

I need to speak to Detective Edwards.

I know she's lying about the money and the Greenes.

Do you have his number?

I actually just spoke to him about 20 minutes ago.

And Rachel, Mrs. Greene died this afternoon.

Oh, my God.

No, no, hold on, no. Now, listen to me here.

I gotta tell you,

the initial report is that it was heart failure,

you know she's had a history of heart problems.

But was she sick?

And the husband supports Pat's story.

I mean, even the doctors are saying

that Pat did everything she was supposed to do, so...

What do you think, there's more to it?

I saw her cutting herself today.

And what else is she capable of?

I'm sorry. [slow blues music]

What?

According to Derek, who works in the DA's office,

there's an official investigation

into both of us now

Grand larceny and something about forged prescriptions.

How did you manage to get all this from your friend?

What else do they know?

Not enough for an indictment or even a warrant yet.

He told me no one would ever find out.

I swear to God, Mama, I'm not going to jail.

I will not let that happen.

Just keep working your friend or whatever it takes,

do you understand?

[car engine revs]

What is that?

A forgery.

Pat used it to get her job with the Greenes,

told them she was certified as a nurse.

Can you arrest her on that?

I could, but it would be a slap on the wrists.

I want her for the murder of Jennifer Greene,

not for impersonating a nurse.

I want all my ducks in a row before I move on this one.

Detective: What about your blood work?

It didn't show anything.

I think she's using something different,

something that doesn't show up on any normal tests.

We still have to explore the possibility

that maybe she didn't kill anyone,

and she didn't try to poison me.

Your sister is a sociopath who will stop

at nothing to get what she wants.

You think it's just a coincidence

that you got sick once you started asking questions?

What happened with the warrant,

search of the Greene estate?

Judge denied it.

Without a formal complaint from Charles Greene,

I got nothing to go on.

She covered her tracks pretty good,

always did, she's smart.

Okay.

What do you want to do now?

I have an idea about that.

I still think she had something to do

with the death of Walter and Carolyn.

Maybe there's something in there we can use.

Well, Tom won't talk about it, he won't, never has.

Well, then he needs some convincing.

I'd like to come with you.

No, that's not a good idea.

I just saw Tom, he trusts me, maybe I can help.

[whistle blowing]

I told you what happened that night is behind me.

It's my right, isn't it?

Yes.

Yes, it is.

But I just don't understand what kind

of spell she has over you that makes you want

to keep it bottled up for all these years.

She has no spell over me, detective.

I know exactly who she is and what she did.

I have my own demons to live with,

and I'd just as soon keep them to myself.

Do you have a picture of your new wife?

She's right there.

She's beautiful.

I hope to get paroled in about a year.

We're gonna be happy.

You want Pat out there, knowing you're happy?

Tom, she's not going to stop.

How many more people need to get hurt, Tom?

Tell us about that night.

Detective: Tell us everything.

I was with Pat in the truck.

[Pat mumbles]

[moaning]

Don't stop now, oh, what, am I hurting you?

Wasn't that his car?

Going off to the office like it said in your mama's letter?

Tom: Who cares, come on. Get back here, come on.

I wonder if she's at home.

That's it, he wouldn't like that,

he wouldn't like her here by herself.

I swear, he owns this whole town.

I feel sorry for your mama, it's like he owns her too.

Listen, I know everything you've said

and I know your reasons for it,

but if we could just fix everything with your daddy,

if they could just help us a little bit,

we could put everything in the past,

and then we could start all fresh again.

Babe.

What?

I don't know, I just,

I got this feeling, like something bad's gonna happen.

What do you mean, where are you going?

I'm just gonna walk back to the house.

It's only a couple of miles.

You go grab some beer and get back to the fireworks.

Listen, I don't want to hear

about all this bad thing happening,

that's just a bunch of mumbo jumbo.

It's just your nerves talking, listen.

We could have our own place,

we could live like real people.

Please, you gotta do this thing for me.

Tom: So I did.

Mama, I just you need to--

Tom: My mother was home, just like the letter said she'd be.

You can go to the basement, go on, now, hurry up.

But it wasn't my mother that wrote that letter,

it was Pat all along.

She went through a box of letters

that my mama wrote to me when I was in school.

She learned her handwriting and her signature

to get me into that house on that night.

Carolyn: Walter, what are you doing home?

Walter: Where is he?

Tom: I really didn't want a confrontation

with my daddy, so I went down there to hide.

[slow ominous music]

Hey, y'all, you want to go see some fireworks?

Kids wouldn't let me alone, so I decided to go.

Go on, get out of here.

Oh, Walter, put that gun away.

Walter: Quiet.

Tom: So I hid inside that cold bin.

There was a gun in there,

a 12 gauge shotgun leaning against the wall.

I heard him coming down the steps, fling the door open.

I didn't think about it at the time.

Things sometimes just make sense in the moment.

One of daddy's guns, I guess.

It's still a mystery why it was there in that spot.

I was just gonna sneak out later,

that's all I was gonna do.

Carolyn: Walter!

Walter: Carolyn, stay back, I have him cornered.

Tom: Daddy, don't-- [gun fires]

[Carolyn screams] Tom: Daddy, stop!

Carolyn: Walter!

[gun fires] [Carolyn screams]

By some miracle, I wasn't hit.

Grace of God, I'll tell you that.

I yelled, "Stop, Daddy," but he just kept shooting.

I didn't know what else to do,

so I just picked up that gun

and I fired.

[gun fires]

[gun fires] [Carolyn grunts]

[ominous orchestral music]

The rest is all a blur.

I remember running right past your car, Dan,

and thinking you were already after me,

wondering how that could be.

[fireworks popping]

Dan: Hey!

And I just kept running and running,

till Pat came out of nowhere, she stopped me.

It never occurred to me why she was there

and not back with the others.

Pat: What happened?

Oh, my God, they're both dead, Mama and Daddy--

Okay, look. [shushes] Okay, now listen.

You never mention this to anyone again,

do you understand that?

You never mentioned this to anyone,

do you hear me, do you understand?

Hey, hey, listen to me,

I'm right here with you, right now.

If you mention that to anyone else, that I was here,

they're gonna send me to jail too, do you want that?

Do you want me in prison?

They're gonna think it's me, they're gonna know.

No, no, no, no, no,

they're not gonna think it's you,

because you know why?

Because you're going to deny everything,

do you understand that?

It never happened, it's just a bad thought in your head,

it's just like a bad dream, that's all.

The sooner you start believing that,

everyone else will too,

do you understand what I'm telling you, huh?

Yeah.

Yes, okay, I love you, I love you,

I love you more than life, all right?

I'm going to make this right, okay?

Do you believe me?

Now, listen, okay, listen to me.

You're gonna go home, okay, you're gonna take a shower,

you're gonna wash all your clothes.

You're not going to talk to anyone.

You're just going to act like nothing happened.

Do you understand me?

-Swear. -I swear.

Okay, all right, go, I love you, it's okay, it's okay.

That was a bad day, could have gone either way.

Could have been me that got killed.

Looking back on it,

don't suppose it would have mattered to Pat.

I was like a fly that fell in the spider's web.

My daddy never exposed himself to her.

My mama told me that he went up

to Glennwood that day to show her photos of my kids.

I want to show you something.

They're still his responsibility.

Well, I'm gonna see to it that he lives up to that.

I believed every word she told me,

still did for a long time, always faking illness,

always making me feel like I wasn't a man

for not standing up to Daddy.

I wouldn't be surprised if she was the one who got me fired,

just so I'd blame him.

Or if she made that call that night,

telling my daddy that I was at the house.

She built the keg and she filled it with powder,

and then she sat back and waited for that fuse to be lit.

And that fuse was lit on Memorial Day.

You could have claimed self-defense, Tom.

You'd be out of prison right now.

I did what I did, and I deserved what I got.

In the end, I guess she got what she wanted.

Pat always gets what she wants.

[buzzer buzzes]

There has to be something there we can use.

I mean, she's an accessory to murder, right?

At the very least, she lied about seeing Tom that night.

All we've got now is the testimony of a convicted felon.

I'd hope for more, I'm sorry.

I promised myself I would never let

my sister hurt anyone else, and I am not stopping yet.

[birds chirping]

[horse whinnies]

What are you doing?

That's your will.

Amended will.

[slow ominous music]

When I'm gone, I want you to be taken care of.

Oh, Charles, I don't care about any of that stuff.

We all care about that, it's what I wanted to do.

Oh.

Oh, Charles.

I've often wondered if God watches our every move,

if he judges us like the preachers say.

If he does, then he knows why we do certain things.

Others don't.

They don't understand the why.

"Why" is for the weak, difficult choices are not.

It's the strong who survive,

and the strong don't need anyone, not even God.

You have a good time at Anthony's?

I guess.

[Rachel cries out]

Stay down, get down!

[tires squealing]

Get down now, get down!

Baby, get out, get out, you okay?

Jeremy: Yeah.

Are you all right, you sure?

Come on, everything okay, you okay?

Jeremy: Yeah.

It's okay, it's okay. [shushes]

You okay?

Rachel: Whoever did this is serious, Dan.

They ran us off the road.

You didn't see who was in the car?

No, I didn't get a good look at them.

I'm not sure,

but I think it's Debbie's ex-boyfriend's truck.

You think she'd do something like that?

Look, I don't know what to believe anymore.

Just, if they're trying to scare me, it's working, okay?

Hey, would you stay here tonight?

Yeah, of course.

[birds chirping]

Debbie: So I talked to my friend today.

Detective Edwards is at a dead end,

but they're gonna start working Mr. Greene pretty hard.

Oh, I'll handle him.

What about Rachel?

Oh, she doesn't have the stomach

for this sort of thing, she'll get the message.

And Mr. Greene?

Well, Mr. Greene, he's a little confused.

He's not feeling very well.

What do you mean?

Well, he's not well at all.

Rachel: Hey, sweetie.

Why is he sleeping here?

He just wants to make sure that we're okay.

But you don't need to worry, okay, we're fine.

Hey, let's do something fun tomorrow,

just you and me, whatever you want, deal?

Deal.

Okay, good night, sweetie, have sweet dreams.

[glass shatters]

-Oh, my God. -What's happening?

Rachel: Get under the bed, now.

Did you get the plates?

No.

Listen, is there a friend you and Jeremy can stay with,

maybe somebody they don't know?

Look, if you don't get anything on Pat, I will.

This ends now.

Pat: There you go.

Thank you, the money will be transferred

by the end of business day tomorrow.

Is there anything else we can do?

No, thank you so much.

I hope you have a lovely time overseas.

When are you leaving?

Tomorrow morning, you have a lovely day now.

[phone beeps]

She's using strychnine.

Hold on.

It says here strychnine can be injected intravenously.

It causes convulsions, asphyxiation,

paralytic effects, such as heart failure,

even in small doses.

She probably forged a prescription.

What should I do?

Leave it exactly where you found it.

There's something else. [ominous music]

I found the prescription.

The prescription is made out to Pat Allanson.

Listen to me, Rachel, get out of there.

[slow music]

What are you doing?

Detective: Are you hearing me, Rachel?

Rachel!

Hollister, are you anywhere near the Greene estate?

Dan: Greene estate, why?

Rachel's in trouble, get out there, get out there now.

Strychnine, is that what you use?

Is that what you used on me?

Rachel, you're paranoid.

Is that what you used on Mrs. Greene?

How many others, Pat, what about Mr. Greene?

Is he in danger?

Why are you doing this to me, we're family.

You're my sister, I love you.

Rachel: You don't love anyone but yourself.

How could you say that to me,

after everything I've been through?

You know I've had to fight for everything I've ever had.

What, by killing people?

How could you poison me, Pat?

Oh, Rachel, you had the flu.

Pat, put it down, put it down right now.

Pat: What's this?

-You okay, Rachel? -Yeah.

Rachel?

Where's Charles Greene?

He's in his room.

-Pat: Rachel. -Turn around and put your hands

behind your head.

Turn around now!

Pat: Rachel!

Dan: You're under arrest.

How could you do this to me?

It's a fine line between need and want.

We need shelter,

food,

companionship, but the things we want, well,

that's what feeds our appetite.

Our ego.

Our self-esteem.

People used to say I was spoiled rotten

from the day I was born,

that I got everything I wanted.[laughs]

That couldn't be further from the truth.

In fact,

I never got anything I wanted.

They're offering her a deal,

they'll close the book on the Allanson murders

in exchange for a guilty plea

to aggravated assault against Mr. Greene.

And his wife's body's been cremated,

along with any evidence that she was poisoned,

so we can't link Pat to her death.

But they are throwing in a violation

of a controlled substance and posing

as a registered nurse, for good measure.

Rachel: And what about Debbie?

Probation, that's part of the deal.

Pat's gonna plead to keep her out of jail.

[slow blues music]

I'm standing here in front of the Sheriff's Department

in Monticello County, where Pat Allanson

recently pled guilty to crimes related

to the poisoning of Mrs. Greene

and was sentenced today to eight years in prison.

This will be Mrs. Allanson's second term in prison.

Mrs. Greene's husband Charles had no comment.

Dan: Okay, you sure I can't convince you to stay?

No, too many ghosts here.

I gotta ask you, why Seattle?

'Cause it never rains in Seattle.

[both laughing]

Jeremy, come on, buckle up, kiddo.

Well, send me a postcard, all right?

Rachel: Come visit.

I just might do that.

Bye.

Dan: Goodbye.

[car engine revs]

Pat: It's a terrible burden now, all of it,

to be humbled and forgotten by everyone you knew.

I only pleaded guilty to save my daughter.

She hasn't spoken to me in eight years.

I should have fought, I can see that now.

But I also believe that the good Lord doesn't allow anything

to chance, that I was meant to spend this time in prison.

Just ask the warden, and she'll tell you

what a blessing it's been, not just for me,

but for all the other women that I've helped.

I've been active in several programs,

and I really hope to continue to do that work.

I've made mistakes.

I've paid dearly for them.

But I have paid,

and that's the God's honest truth.

My truth.

[slow guitar music] [quiet overlapping chattering]

♪ I'm a good, good girl ♪

♪ I'm such a good, good girl ♪

♪ I got my hair up in curls, precious as pearls ♪

♪ I'm a good, good girl ♪

♪ I'm a good, good girl ♪

♪ Such a good, good girl ♪

♪ Never want to do bad, just want to love on my man ♪

♪ I'm just a good, good girl ♪

♪ The belle of the ball ♪

♪ For you, baby, I've got it all ♪

♪ Champagne and roses ♪

♪ Let's raise a toast to the good, good girl ♪

♪ Such a good, good girl ♪