Original subtitles

- And what about this

Marin Calhoun--

where is she now?

- We have reason

to believe her body

was dumped in a lake

near Mosswood.

- Where did you get

that lead?

- From a former

Mosswood member.

- They called it

the purple lake.

I went to the police.

I gave a deposition.

- That's strange--you are

the second person in two days

looking for this tape.

He took it.

- They put Julian

in solitary last night.

I tried to visit him,

but he doesn't want to see me.

He refuses.

- This stuff with Glen Fisher.

- I went to Mosswood

once or twice--that was it.

- Seems like our time for

keeping you up here

with us is over.

- You should name him.

- Why?

- We'll raise him--

all of us together.

When we offer him up,

release.

- I raised Julian.

I'm his mother,

and something

as trivial as biology

doesn't make that

any less true.

There is something

before we start.

It's about Marin.

She's pregnant.

- We'll raise him.

The child will bind us.

Has she picked a name?

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- So there's this new

dating app thing on your phone.

Helen was telling me

about it.

You should try it out.

It's new on the market,

and, uh...

it's called Rumble?

Uh...or something.

The girls choose.

Although, I guess,

in your case--

Well, how would that work?

- This is not helping.

- All right.

Look, I--

I'm worried about you.

You need

a little pick-me-up,

get back to

the Heather I know.

- And who is that exactly?

Beer's running low.

You normally stock up.

Laundry's piling up.

- Ow.

Thanks.

- Oh, come on,

I'm trying to make you laugh.

Remember when you used

to do that?

- Sometimes

things aren't funny.

I got to get

back to the station.

- Don't go mad.

- I'm fine.

- Hi, sweetie.

Thank you

for letting me visit you.

I hated not being able

to see you.

Did you get hurt?

Who hurt you?

I don't know.

- Julian,

who did this to you?

- Did they make you

take something?

What did they give you?

What did you people

do to my son?

He can barely speak.

- Ma'am, please sit down.

- Don't call me "ma'am."

He's been medicated.

You can't do that

without my permission.

- If he's a harm

to himself or others,

the doctors can give him

something to make him a little--

- The doctor? What doctor?

I want to speak to

this doctor right now.

- Ma'am, please sit down.

- I will not sit down.

And do not call me "ma'am."

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- Excuse me. Can I, uh,

talk to you for a minute?

That guy you were just with,

you know him very well?

- Who's asking?

- I'm curious...

'cause I saw you here

with him two days ago

and the night before that.

- Okay.

So?

- I hear he can get

a little rough.

You know anything about that?

- I don't talk to cops.

- Maybe you should.

Because I can bring you in

right now--you know that.

- For what? Glen Fisher doesn't

even like to have sex.

You got nothing.

- Hey.

Your foot there.

He do that to you?

- I don't need saving.

♪ ♪

- Why can't she have visitors?

- I'm not at liberty to say.

That's the order, coming off

an incident yesterday.

- Yeah?

What happened?

- I'm sorry, but

that's, uh, confidential.

Excuse me for one second.

- Yeah...

- I know you.

- Yeah?

- You're the gent who visited

that floozy.

She got tranq'd.

- Yeah, sorry to hear

about that.

Any idea what provoked it?

- Eh, she got a call

at the start of afternoon rec,

stayed on longer

than ten minutes.

Well, if you break the rules,

you lose TV rights, no gum.

- She stayed on the phone,

and they gave her meds?

- Nah, she got off

and went ballistic.

- Anybody hear who it was

that called her?

- Detective.

- Yeah, just--

- Please.

- She said it was Satan.

- Keller PD,

Officer Brickowski.

- Yeah, hey, Brick.

It's me again.

That number that you traced,

the one that called

Carmen Bell,

is that linked

to a specific lot number?

- Hold on.

Let me check.

5A.

- 5A, great.

- Look, you got to stop

calling me here.

You're gonna get me in trouble.

- No, no, I know, I know.

You did nothing.

Right.

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- You ready for him?

- Yes, come in.

Thank God you're here.

They're medicating

him now--Julian.

They're sedating him.

I'm trying to get a court order

to get them to stop.

And I'm sure you heard

that his confession

is admissible in court,

so that's perfect timing.

What is that?

- I think you know.

Carmen Bell.

It's her deposition.

It was missing from

town records until yesterday.

- Will you please

state your name

and the date

for the record, please?

- My name is Carmen Bell.

The date

is February 20, 2002.

- Oh, my God.

- And how did you end up

in Mosswood Grove?

- Vera Walker.

Uh, she recruited me.

I was working at this

pretzel place at the mall,

and she came in one day.

I was going

through a bad time,

and she just talked to me.

- Okay.

- Told me about Mosswood.

She said it was like a family,

that it would solve things.

We did these sessions, um,

like therapy, I guess.

We would play out

what had happened to us

with each other

until the Beacon,

the--the leader of the place--

he, um...

- It's okay.

Just take your time.

- Stop.

I don't want to hear this.

- I bet you don't.

- He had this epiphany

while he was swimming

at the purple lake.

That's what he called

Stillwater Reservoir--

the purple lake.

He said that the only way

to break out of trauma

was by going

straight into it.

And the sessions

got violent,

physically and sexually.

- Is that how you got

the burns on your foot?

Can you please show us

the burns on your foot?

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- One of the men--

he did it in a session.

I-I don't know his name.

Uh, and he kept asking for me.

And there was

another man, and--

And I got pregnant, and

Vera's the one who took me

to Dr. Poole to fix me.

- Get out!

♪ ♪

- If Julian was afraid

of anything,

it was probably you.

- I have done everything

I can do to protect him.

- There were abuses

all over Mosswood.

And you were in charge.

- You have no idea

what happened.

You have no idea.

- I know you did things

you're ashamed of.

♪ ♪

- Fine.

Fine.

Sit down.

♪ ♪

I'll tell you everything.

- Ugh.

- Are you okay?

- Uh, yeah, I'm fine.

- What is it?

- It's nothing.

- Bess.

Let me see.

Oh, my God.

What happened?

- It was just the session

last night.

I was partnered with Vic,

and he had a breakthrough.

- It was...good.

He tapped

into some family stuff.

- He did this to you?

- No, no.

I was standing

in the wrong place by the rock.

And he was so deep in it,

I didn't want to...

stop him.

I get it now.

It's part of my work, too.

You taught me that.

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- It's amazing.

He's singing.

How do you know it's a boy?

- Because he told me.

- May I speak to you

for a moment?

- She complained

about a scrape?

- No, I noticed.

- Scrapes heal.

And now Vic, he'll also heal.

That's the point of this.

- It's just--it's--

it's at her expense,

though, isn't it?

- No, Bess needed that moment

just as much as Vic did.

She can go

if she isn't committed.

- Commitment

is not the issue.

- Then what is it?

♪ ♪

Something's happened to you.

- I just keep thinking,

what we're doing,

it's become so literal.

We used to do imaginative work,

and now we're reenacting

our pain on each other.

So you want to go back

to the way things were.

♪ ♪

Well, you remember

when you tried that,

running home to East Texas,

hoping your father

would welcome you back?

- This is different.

- No.

No, Vera, it's not.

It's the same small-minded,

middle-class fear.

♪ ♪

It's only when

Abraham was willing to

sacrifice his son Isaac

that God rewarded him.

- Almost there.

- Good!

- You're almost there.

- Good. Good.

- Okay, take a break.

Take a break. That one's done.

- Just one more--

you're almost there.

- Okay, one more, one more.

- It's just the shoulders.

- I can't, I can't.

- Yes, you can. Yes, you can.

- Ready?

- One more, one more.

Yes, you can. Yes, you can.

- You can do it. You can do it.

Here it comes.

Yes, push, push now.

- That's it, that's it.

That's it, that's it.

We can see him.

- Here he comes.

Push, push, push.

- Here he comes!

Here he comes!

- There he is.

- You did it.

- There he is.

- You did it.

- He's here.

- Hey, Julian.

- He's healthy.

- He's perfect.

He's perfect.

- Good job.

- Here you go.

- Good job.

- Oh.

- Oh.

Yeah.

- There you go.

- Hold on to him.

- Oh, good job.

- Yeah.

- Good job.

- Good job.

- Okay.

- Good job.

- Okay. Oh.

Hello.

Marin? What's wrong?

- Marin.

- What's wrong?

- Oh.

- Marin, wake up.

- Marin.

- What's wrong, Marin?

- Julian.

- Oh, that's a lot of blood.

- I got you.

What's wrong?

Marin, wake up!

- Can you--can you take him?

- Uh, yes.

- Okay, come here.

- She's hemorrhaging.

Uh, let's get her

into the main building

out of the heat, quick.

- Okay.

- She'll be okay. This happens.

I know what to do.

- Okay.

- Uh, can you just

take care of him?

- Mm-hmm.

- Skin to skin.

- Okay. Okay.

Okay.

Come here, sweetheart.

Oh, come here, sweetheart.

Shh, shh, shh, come here.

Shh, shh, shh.

Oh.

Hi, little man.

Hey.

Hey.

You made it.

♪ ♪

You made it.

- Oh.

- Just keep him calm.

Shh, shh, shh.

Don't over-handle him.

- Oh, there we go.

- He keeps latching on

and then letting go.

- Oh, he'll--he'll get it

if we just keep at it.

- I told you there's nothing

coming out.

That's why.

I don't have any milk.

- Shh, shh, shh.

- Can you please

just take him?

- Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

He likes you better anyway.

I just want to sleep.

- It's all right.

Shh.

No one knows how to do

this stuff the first time.

You'll learn.

- Maybe I shouldn't be a mother.

- Don't say that.

- So stupid,

thinking I could do it.

My body doesn't even work.

- We'll figure this out

together.

That's why we're here.

Shh, shh, shh.

Julian.

- Is that--

- What?

- Are you lactating?

How is that possible?

- It just started happening.

- It doesn't work like that.

- I let him latch sometimes.

It keeps him calm.

What am I supposed to do,

let him cry?

Come on, she needs to rest.

♪ ♪

Oh, it's okay.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

- I can't.

No.

I can't!

No.

- Why are you here?

- What the fuck?

- Marin!

Come on.

Come here.

♪ ♪

- All right,

let's settle down.

- You wanted to see me?

- Yeah, I'm headed

up to the cabin tonight.

I need some... space to think.

Much to prepare for.

- Okay.

- Marin struggled last night.

- She wasn't ready.

- Well, she needs to assist.

It'll prepare her.

I want her to

work with Glen tonight.

See to it that it happens.

How's Julian?

- Good.

- Is he healthy?

- Yes, I think so.

- That boy's gonna

change everything.

You'll see.

♪ ♪

- What's going on?

Where's the Beacon?

- He canceled the work tonight.

- What do you mean?

We spoke about a session.

I told him

I was bringing people.

- He's reconsidering

the path of the work.

That's all I can say.

♪ ♪

- I'm gonna need to

speak to him.

- He's occupied.

- I don't give a shit.

- He's not even on the grounds.

- Who the fuck

do you think you are?

You think you speak for him now?

I was here from the beginning.

I sold him this piece of land--

- And I'm sure he's grateful.

This is bullshit.

Let's go.

Bullshit!

♪ ♪

- Shh, shh.

Can you hand me that towel?

- Yeah.

- Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Thank you.

Who's my little boy?

- You're nursing him now?

- Shh, shh, shh.

- Um.

- It just happened.

We thought it would be

better than just formula.

Shh.

Why don't you hold him?

Hmm?

You haven't seen him all day.

Come on.

- Why'd you shut down

the work last night?

Why'd you do that?

- Marin wasn't ready.

She's still recovering.

- I told you what I wanted.

Do you realize what--

Shut up.

You have jeopardized--

Shut up--

- Shh, shh, shh, it's okay.

All right, I am seeing too much

attachment here, far too much.

You need to stop caring

for him.

- He's still breastfeeding.

- I don't care.

Move his basket up to my study,

all his things.

He's staying with me

from now on.

- We have to come in there

to feed him and change him.

He'll keep you up all night.

- I don't care.

- No--

- It won't be much longer now.

♪ ♪

- What's this?

- My apology, tea.

- Hm.

♪ ♪

- I allowed

horrible things to happen.

I did.

But I did it

because I believed in him,

and he healed me.

♪ ♪

I wish I had stopped it

sooner, but I...

When I saw Julian's face,

I woke up.

And I knew what I had to do,

and I changed Mosswood for good.

And I know now that I will

never lose myself

that way ever again.

- What about the others?

They just followed you?

- Deep down, there were

many of us who were

uneasy about

where we were headed.

- Your Beacon,

what happened to him?

He was unhappy for a long time.

One day he left us.

Didn't say good-bye, nothing.

I had no idea

Carmen pursued legal action.

- It was never filed.

It just withered

as a Medical Board complaint

against Sheldon Poole.

My guess is that

Glen Fisher probably killed it.

- Oh, I imagine it goes

a lot higher than Glen Fisher.

When did this happen?

- 2002.

♪ ♪

What?

♪ ♪

- Well, what the hell

am I supposed to do?

I'm trying to

case, right?

Like, "No más, no más."

Frickin' Roberto Durán...

- D.A. Hutchinson,

I need to talk to you

for a second, if I can.

- Shouldn't you be back

in Dorchester?

- Well, I think you know

exactly what I've been up to,

since you've had that guy

tailing me, right?

- Sorry, guys.

So what about tonight?

- I was looking

for some good read,

and I picked up

your campaign finance record.

- Hey, can't you take a hint?

This isn't the time, all right?

- I was looking at 2003.

That's the first year

after you got voted in,

and it was the same year that

a certain case

didn't come to court.

The plaintiff was Carmen Bell.

- Give me a minute.

- Some really interesting

donations made that year.

There was, uh, Sheldon Poole.

Gave $6,000.

And Glen Fisher--

he gave $5,000.

Gene Marcus--

- I had support.

So what's the problem?

- There's four other

huge contributions.

Here's my take on that.

I think each of them

was a payoff for some case

that you managed to squash,

and then somebody ended up

discredited

or put in an institution

or someplace worse.

- That's ridiculous,

and completely unverifiable.

- There's a lot of smoke here.

I don't even know

what you managed to do

while you were in office,

what you put under the carpet.

- You try to indict me

on any of this,

you'll get laughed out of court.

- Maybe so,

but I think there's enough

for a newspaper

to print a pretty good story.

It's an election year.

We all know how that plays out.

- To be clear,

I want Julian Walker's case

kicked to Family Court

where it belongs,

and I want his charges

dropped to manslaughter.

I'm glad you see it my way.

♪ ♪

Hey.

- Thanks for coming.

Divers are down there now.

- Glad you called.

- What happened

with Hutchinson?

- I think I scared him,

because he kicked Julian's case

back to Family Court.

- Good work.

You must be relieved.

- I helped him

trace the call, you know?

- Yes, he did.

- Excuse me, officer.

Can you take a look at this?

- Hey, um,

I'm sorry.

I was so wrong.

- Let's forget about it.

- I guess my job is

kind of everything to me.

I've invested so much.

I just--

I got worried.

- Yeah.

- We found a car down here.

Wedged under some rocks.

It's about 30 feet down.

- Anything inside?

♪ ♪

- Looks like

a young Jane Doe.

She was in the driver's seat.

♪ ♪

- You okay?

- I just need a minute.

♪ ♪

- We're here live

at Edgewater Detention Center,

where Julian Walker,

the 13-year-old

Mosswood member

and double-homicide suspect...

- Julian. Julian.

- ...and back to foster care.

This on the heels...

- Step back, please.

- Can I have

a second, please?

I know you're angry with me,

but I hope

we can work through it.

At least you're not

in that place anymore.

That's the best

I can do for now, but

next step, we get you home.

- Where's home?

- What do you mean?

Home is home.

- Harry said

that I might never go

back to Mosswood.

- Well, he's wrong.

- He tells me the truth.

- He's wrong,

because I'll never stop.

- Ma'am, you need

to step away, please.

- I love you.

I love you.

I'll see you tomorrow.

♪ ♪

- I wonder if she drove

herself down there.

- Stop doing this to yourself.

- Or if they killed her first

and then put the--

- Here, just eat.

You'll feel better.

- Dad, I don't need a sandwich.

- Just eat it.

I'm sorry.

Look.

I know it's awful,

but at least you can finally

forget about her

and get back to your life.

- I don't want to

forget about her.

I don't believe

in forgetting people, Dad.

You know, when's the last time

we had a real conversation

about Mom?

Or anything important,

quite frankly?

- Let's remember

where we are, all right?

- Oh, that's right.

Keep smiling.

Make sure the customers

are fucking happy.

You want to go back

to the way things were?

Guess what, Dad?

I hated the way things were.

- Heather, stop it.

You're embarrassing me.

- Mom made things tolerable

for me in this town, barely,

and all you think about

is yourself!

- Okay, now, that's bullshit.

You're the most important

thing to me.

- You don't act like it.

I don't know why I stay here!

♪ ♪

- He's up in his room.

If you could get him

to come downstairs and eat,

that would help.

- I'll see what I can do.

Thanks.

Hi.

- I wanted to ask you

something.

- Yeah, I heard.

You nervous about the trial?

'Cause I can

lay it out for you.

- I thought that they would

start over when they died.

But that's not true, is it?

Nobody really knows for sure

what happens when you die.

If they say they do,

they're lying.

- I'm the one

that should be dead.

- Don't say that.

- My mother says

that I'm not guilty.

But I know that I am.

I did it.

I did it.

- It's more complicated

than that.

- When do you stop

being guilty?

When is it over?

♪ ♪

- I'm not sure.

♪ ♪

You know how

I-I told you that, uh...

I also went to foster care

after an accident?

- Because your mother

couldn't take care of you?

♪ ♪

- She was sick.

Mom?

Sometimes she was quiet.

Sometimes she was the opposite.

It would come out of nowhere.

I wanted it to stop.

- You started the fire.

♪ ♪

- Uh-huh.

That hooded thing

that you keep seeing,

you told me it's real.

But have you ever thought

that maybe

it's the guilt?

I'd stare it down

next time you see it.

Because it'll ruin you

if you let it.

Will you do that?

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

You--you aren't real.

You're not real.

♪ ♪

You aren't real.

You're not...

- Guys.

♪ ♪

Guys, really,

it's 4:30 in the morning.

♪ ♪

Oh, shit.

♪ ♪