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Hey, one, two, three.

* Now, red Solo cup
is the best receptacle *

* For barbecues, tailgates,
fairs and festivals *

* And you, sir, do not have
a pair of testicles *

* If you prefer drinking
from glass, whoo *

-* Red Solo cup *
-* Uh-huh *

* I fill you up *

* Let's have a party *

* Let's have a party *

* I love you, red Solo cup *

* I lift you up *

* Proceed to party,
proceed to party *

* Now, I really love
how you're easy to stack *

* But I really hate
how you're easy to crack *

* 'Cause when beer runs down
the front of my back *

* Well, that, my friends,
is quite yucky *

* But I have to admit
that the ladies get smitten *

* Admiring how sharply *

* My first name is written *

* On you with a Sharpie
when I get to hitting *

* On them to help me get lucky *

* Red Solo cup *

* I fill you up *

* Let's have a party *

* Proceed to party *

-* Solo cup *
-* Bah, oh, doo *

-* Solo cup *
-* Oh, bo, doo *

-* Solo cup *
-* Ah, oh, doo *

-* Solo cup *
-* Ah, ooh, doodle, da, doo *

-* Solo cup *
-* Uh-huh, mm *

-* Solo cup *
-* De, dum, dum *

-* Solo cup *
-* Ooh, de, da, bah. *

The potential
in this room is astounding.

I love the potential.

Hundred percent.

It's a world
of infinite possibilities.

Infinite.
Hundred percent.

How many "Y"s do I put in "Hey"
at this time of night?

Is it before 2:00 a. m.?
-Yeah.

Two "Y"s.
-Okay.

Three is thirsty.
-Thirsty.

And one is curt.

You know what
I was thinking about?

Cookie dough became so popular.

It's 'cause it's not finished.
It could still be anything.

Hundred percent.

Making cookies out of cookie
dough is just a suggestion.

Hundred percent.
-That's what they say

you could do with it.
-Right.

And the same thing-
like dating someone

for more than a month.

It's just a serving suggestion.

Hundred percent.
-

"Kara question mark."
That means I don't remember

where I met her.
-Okay.

But it's a question mark
with an exclamation point,

which means I should
want to follow up.

Let's see what the options
are first though. -Yes.

Exactly that. That's the world
that we're living in.

You can just see what
the options are for anything.

Like with travel.

You're not gonna just pick
the first flight you see.

You want to see all the flights.

That's a good thing.
-Yeah.

You get the best flight
that way. -

Why wouldn't you get
the best person

by looking at all
the potential people? -

And how could you even
expect to find one person

who could fulfill
all of your needs?

It's easier just to find the
most supportive person here.

The funniest person here.
-Right.

The best sex here.
-Right.

The best advice here.

The second-best sex here.

Hundred percent.

I don't ever want to go past

knowing what someone's parents
do for a living.

If I know what someone's
parents do for a living...

Right. Right.
-I've hung too long.

Or, like, siblings. Like,
why does anyone want to know

about your siblings?
Especially so early.

Yeah. -"How many siblings
do you have?"

Has that ever changed whether
you want to date somebody?

It's like, "I have two sisters
and a brother."

Whoa. Hold on.
-Well, I'm out of here.

I'm out of here.
-You know what I just say?

I only date only children
or the oldest of three.

They say,
"Exercise your options."

It's like a muscle.

Options are like a muscle.
-Yeah.

Some people are weak
and atrophied,

and they don't understand

how to exercise their options.
-Yeah.

My options are burly
and strong and turgid. -

Hundred percent.
-

People say guys like us
are afraid of commitment.

No. We're afraid of commitment

to something
we can't get out of.

There's no such thing
as fear of commitment.

Fear of commitment
is fear of regret.

Hundred percent.
Or fear of intimacy.

Please, I'm intimate
with everybody.

if you did find something
deeper with somebody,

if that would somehow
be more meaningful?

I do sometimes.

Like right now,
I'm casually dating,

like, six or seven
different women.

But I do wonder, deep down,
what it would be like

to seriously date two or three.

Even when
I don't understand you,

I understand you better
than I understand anybody.

Hundred percent.
I love when we hang out.

This is like,
if someone were recording this,

that's what my podcast
should be.

There should be, like,
the sound of a stand-up bass

playing under me right now.

"Brunette Random House Party."

"Random House", the publisher?

Or "random house",
like a random house party?

Oh, "Emily Vogue."

Uh, I'm gonna go
with "Kara question mark"

'cause I feel like letting the
universe surprise me tonight.

What a time to be alive.
Hundred percent.

Hundred percent.
-Hundred percent.

Hundred percent.

Hundred percent.
-Hundred percent.

I figured it out.

Figured what out?

America.

Okay.

I know you're laughing,

but I have a pitch
you're really gonna like.

America is divided,

but it's not for the reason
that we think.

We think that America's
divided by geography:

red state, blue state,
city, country.

We're missing something
far more profound.

America isn't divided by space.

America is divided by time.

We don't live
in the moment anymore. -Mm.

And why would we, when we can
live in any moment

that's ever been recorded?

And when we experience
something we really love,

our overwhelming instinct

is to somehow file it away
for later.

That's interesting.

We don't watch movies
in the theater.

We don't watch TV when it airs.

We don't even have
conversations at the same time

because we text.

And when you text,
I can say, "Hi",

and you could say "Hi" back
in a second,

or a minute.
-Or never.

Or never 'cause it's you

and you're too busy producing
the biggest podcast in America,

which is kind of my point
because we're all living

in our own individualized times.

That's why we're living
in divided times.

That's... I like that. Ooh.

You like that?
-Yeah.

So, what do you think?
Do you think that's a story?

It's a theory.

A theory is a story.
-No, a theory is not a story.

Yes, it is
when it's about an idea.

And America is an idea.

That's what makes it so great.

So, if you're...
-No, America is its people.

That's what makes it
so fucked up.

Hey. Not every white guy
in New York

needs to have a podcast.

You have
the verified check mark.

You got the New Yorker position.

I want something more.

I don't just want
to be a writer.

I... I want to be a voice.

As dorky as it sounds,
I care about America.

And not in that faded
Lana Del Rey way.

And now I see it falling apart,

and we're just standing
in the corner,

like, making fun of it,
you know?

I'd like to try to tell
some story that... connects.

Okay, okay. Well, then...
let me help you connect.

With all your ideas
about America-

even if they're good, right? -

you gotta put 'em in a story

'cause Americans
listen to stories.

'Cause Americans are people.

They're not... ideas.

You're-you're here.
-Yeah.

You need to be here.

Does that make sense?

Hundred percent.

I'm Robin Dillon,

and this is American Moment.

To the organizers of the
Western Montana fly-fishing...

Hi.
-Hey.

You changed your hair.

Yeah, you noticed.
-Of course.

How's the book world?

The what?

Uh, nothing.
Uh, can I get you a drink?

Yes.
-Great.

Um, what can I make you?

Um, can you do, like,
a white wine?

Um, sure.

I have to open a bottle
for that.

Oh, that's okay. Open it.

I only want, like, one glass.

Hello?
Ben?

Yeah. Hello?

This is the worst phone call

you're ever gonna get
in your life.

Oh, my God.

Your girlfriend's dead.

I'm sorry.
Wh... What did you say?

She's dead.

No, no, the first part.

Your girlfriend.

Yeah, I'm sorry.

Hey, I don't...
I don't understand.

I know. I know, I know.

We can't make no sense
of it either.

Who is this?

This is Ty Shaw.

Abby's brother.

Um, hey, I don't... I don't
really know what to say.

Oh, I know, I know this must
be so hard to process.

I'm so sorry.

Abby told us so much about you.

Abby.

Oh, my God.

Abby.

Who's Abby?

Uh, some girl. Um...

Who's that?
-Uh, some...

We definitely hung out
a few times.

I-I wouldn't have...

Funeral's Sunday.

Oh, my God. I'm, uh...

Can you tell me
where I can send flowers?

Oh, there's no need
to send flowers, Ben.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

I'm absolutely
gonna send flowers.

Just, uh, you tell me
the address.

See if you can text it to me.

If you really want, there's
a flower shop by the airport.

We'll just swing by there
when I pick you up.

When you pick me up?

Uh, hey.

I will be there in spirit.

Spirit Airlines. Right, man.

That's a great choice.

You just let me know
what flight.

Uh, hey, uh, I...

This is just...

I can't do this.

None of us can do this.

Not alone.

Y'all had your whole future
ahead of you.

Okay.

Okay, don't cry.

I mean, no, cry. Cry.

Um, of course.
-Oh, God.

Be in touch
with your emotions. Um...

I can't believe
we have to go through this.

Okay. All right. Um, hey.

Remind me where you guys
are exactly.

Well,
you've been to Texas before?

Texas.

Okay, are you near Austin?

No, we're not near Austin.

Dallas?
-Dallas ain't Texas.

Houston?
-Houston's another country.

Why don't you just
tell me where...

Have you heard of Abilene?
The city.

Never heard of Abilene, no.

Well, Abilene is about
three hours from Dallas.

Okay.

And we're five hours
from Abilene.

WOMAN
Ladies and gentlemen...

Hey. Hi.

And while she could be
quite a handful

when she was a girl...

I can't believe I'm talking
about my daughter

in the past tense.

She was living in New York.

She was finding her voice
in music.

And she finally found love.

Ben Manalowitz.

A successful writer

and a regular contributor
to New York Magazine.

The New Yorker.

But even with all his success,

he always respected our girl
for who she was.

"Mama", she said,

"you know how he has me saved
in his phone?

Texas."

Well, as short as her life was,

she found her voice,

and she found love.

And that's all there is, right?

That's right.

Let's hear from Ben.

Go ahead.
Go on, Ben.

No, I couldn't.

Thank you.
-You got it.

Brother, come up.
Please say something.

Get up there.

Father. Sir.

I never expected to be
in a situation like this.

I'm sure none of us did.

I wish I had known her better.

I wish I had spent more time
with her.

I'm sure all of us feel that...

right now.

Yes.

She loved music.

I know that. I know that.

She loved music.

Yeah.

And...

...she will always be a song
in our hearts.

"Song in our hearts."

Phew. You damn near broke me
with that one.

* It's those
eight-second chances *

* And cowgirl glances *

* It's the blood and the glory,
baby, that's why we ride... *

Now, I don't know about you,
but...

I know it hasn't been long,
but I feel like me and you,

we got a real bond.

Kind of like family.

Hundred percent.

Wow.

A hundred percent?

Yeah.

Yeah. I felt really close
to you guys today.

Don't just say that to say it.

Yeah.
-I knew it.

Abilene just didn't die.

She was murdered.

And the two of us
are gonna avenge her death.

What?

You and me, we're gonna
track her killer down

and deliver vengeance.

Okay, nobody said anything
about a killer.

An overdose?

At a party in an oil field?

Yeah. The girl never took so
much as an Advil in her life.

You know that. You know her
better than anybody.

Did you call the police
about this?

In Texas, we don't dial 911.

Not even for, like, a fire?

Fire or ambulance, fine.

Who do you think did it?

I got a couple theories.

Cartels. Mexican gangbanger
I got my eyes on.

I mean,
this is just the beginning.

It goes deep.

And what's this based on?

Gut.

Right.
What's behind that though?

Ain't nothing behind gut.

Gut's behind everything else.
Otherwise, who are you?

I really think this is
something for the police.

Yeah. You talk about the police

like it's just the same
everywhere.

Like the police is, um,
McDonald's

and justice is an Egg McMuffin.

We don't have the police.

We got Mike and Dan.

You and me,
we were the men in her life.

And they fucked
with the wrong two guys.

Okay. Um...

So, as, like,
a personal boundary,

like, everybody's different.

Some people don't eat
certain foods.

You know, everybody...

I don't avenge deaths.
-Mm-hmm.

It's just who I am.

I... You know, I don't live
in a Liam Neeson movie.

But you kind of look like a guy
from a Liam Neeson movie though.

Okay.

Which one am I thinking about?

It-it was a train.
No, i-it was...

It was just on TV.
-I don't know.

Schindler's List.
Oh, my God.

You look like a lot
of those guys in that movie.

Yeah. Thanks.

You know, that was my least
favorite Liam Neeson movie.

Huge downer.

It was a really sad movie.

Ty, I know that
you're in a lot of pain.

Oh, yes, sir. We both are.

And you have a lot of anger.

Goddamn it,
I'm asking you for your help.

If we don't do this,
it's like leaving her body

out in the middle of that desert
for the rest of our lives.

I know it the minute I saw you.

'Cause heart sees heart.

Stay down here and avenge
Abby's death with me.

Oh, what a story that would be.

Is this a pocket dial?

I have a story.

Can it wait?
-No.

I'm in Texas. I'm on my way
back from a funeral.

Oh, my God. I'm so sorry.

It's okay. It's not someone
I was close to.

But you flew to Texas for it?

Uh, yes.

Uh, it was a girl
I hooked up with a few times.

You flew to Texas

to attend the funeral
of a random hookup?

Her family thought that we
were more serious than I did.

Do you know what?

This is a story.

Yeah?
-Yeah.

It's you.

The-the...
Your whole way of life.

It's dating,
it's hookup culture.

How it enables disconnectedness.

The selfishness.
-No.

The emptiness.
-No.

The hollowness.
-That's not what I meant.

The lack of self-awareness.

Okay, that's not
what I'm pitching.

It's really how sad
your life is.

Okay, now you're fucking
with me.

Listen, I'm in West Texas

where this family
just lost their daughter

to an opioid overdose.

That is sad but common.

Except, her brother
won't accept it's an overdose.

He says it was a murder.

Based on what?

Nothing.

And that's the story.

This is an existential
crime story.

This is In Cold Blood,
but there are no killers.

This is about
a new American reality

that people can't accept.

So instead, they invent
these myths and conspiracies

so they can cast themselves
as heroes because...

the truth is too hard to accept.

The death of Abilene is about
the death of American identity

and the need to find someone
to blame for it.

This isn't just a story
about vengeance.

It's a story about
the need for vengeance.

The meaning of vengeance.

Dead white girl?

Holy grail of podcasts.

Eloise, I wish my recorder
were already on.

He's saying such
crazy things already.

Her brother?

He is such a character.

And you can get close
to the family?

Can I get close to the family?

They think I was her boyfriend.

I mean...

...I went to her funeral,
for God's sake.

That's good.

I mean, it's fucked up, but...

but it's good for this.

So?

Okay, let's give it a shot.

Oh!

Okay, talk to me.
Give me everything.

Stay with the family,

get as close as possible,
record everything.

'Cause you never know
what will be important.

I'll be your editor,
so I'll pull selects

and see what's there.
-Okay.

I'll have Tracy overnight you
the equipment,

but just use your phone
in the meantime

and get the story, stay safe.

You got it.

Not in that order.
-In that order.

The dust in West Texas
settles like rain on a lake.

I'm under a West Texas sky,
bright blue Texan sky,

where I've just learned about
the death of Abilene Shaw.

My...

A person...

...who lived here.

TY
Hell yeah, brother.

All right.

I'm gonna stay with you guys
for a couple of weeks.

I'm gonna record everything

that you think happened
to Abilene.

Okay?
-Hell yes. Then we kill him.

No.

I'm gonna put it on a podcast...

...and it will be on
podcast platforms.

That's fucking brilliant.

Yeah.
-You're fucking smart.

All right.

Once people on Reddit
find out...

...they'll kill him for us.

All right.

Hey, Mama.

Guess who came back after all.

Ben.

Hi.
-Oh, my God. You came back.

Ah... Oh. Thank you.

Um, I hope I'm not imposing.

Please.

We have this empty seat
at the table.

We can use all the distraction
we can get.

Can I get you anything?

Um...

Uh, just, uh,
what's the Wi-Fi situation?

Oh, it's a little
temperamental-it'll kick in.

Did you have a chance
to meet everybody before?

Uh, no.

I would love to.

Uh, this is Abilene's
sister, Paris. -Hi.

She's 24, fixin' to be 25.
-Yep.

She's gonna be
a famous filmmaker.

It is a pleasure
to meet you, Paris.

Pleasure.
I've heard so much about you.

I've-I've heard... Yeah.

And this is Kansas City.

She's 17, fixin' to be 18.

And she's gonna be a famous...

Just famous.

KC, I told you.

Those are not our values.

You have to be
a famous something.

A famous...

celebrity.

These are really your daughters?

I mean,
you all could be sisters.

Oh. You are so sweet.

You think that I look
this fucking old?

And this is El Stupido.

Sorry?
-This is El Stupido.

That's what you call him?

Oh. It's okay, Ben.

He don't speak Spanish.

And, uh, and how old are you?

Nine.

Fixin' to be ten?

Yes, sir.

Boys, come on.

Ben, come take a seat.
-Thank you.

You have a lovely home,
by the way.

Thank you.
It's really nice.

This is Granny Carole.
Yeah.

Granny for short.

Um, nice to meet you, Granny.
-Yeah.

Thank you. Um...

So, Ben, tell us about yourself.

Do you come from a close family?

Yes. Um, we're very close.

We don't see each other much,
but we're very close.

You from Texas?

Oh. No, I'm not.

Oh, I'm sorry.

That you're not from Texas.

Have you been to Texas
before, Ben? -Yes, actually.

I've been to Austin,
uh, for South By.

For what?

Uh, oh, South by Southwest
is an annual festiv...

No, for what band?

You don't just go to South By.

You go see a band, don't you?

Uh, well, true.

I was part of a journalism panel

about the future of new media.

Amazing.
-That's so cool.

Mm. -Thank you.
You're welcome.

Um, speaking of.

Would you mind if I recorded
this dinner?

Oh.
-Record us now?

Yeah.
Hell yeah.

Would we mind?

I love being recorded.
Great. Fantastic.

Oh, my God.

Hey, smile. Okay?
-Great.

Well, would you want to hear

the story of Texas?

Absolutely. -Huh?
-Go, Granny.

All right. Right here.

My goodness.
Mm. Okay.

1836.

Texas is part of Mexico,

made up of settlers and
English-speaking white folk.

And, uh, they didn't
like the government.

What else is new?

Them Texans wanted to do things
their own way.

What else is new?

So, you take everybody's
two favorite things,

government and Mexicans.

And guess what happens.

Huh?
Go on.

Guess.
-You should... In your words.

All right. All right.

Well, Generalissimo Santa Anna

brung up 7.000 Mexican soldiers

to fight against
186 Texan rebels

at a place called the Alamo.

And the Texans won.

That's very inspiring.

TY
Say what?

The Texans didn't win, Ben.

Mm.

They teach math where you from?

186. 7.000.

Um...

7.000 is more, Ben.

It was a massacre.

It was unspeakable cruelty.

Unspeakable cruelty.

I'm sorry. I had no idea
you didn't win the Alamo.

Um...

I feel like you guys
talk about it a lot.

Who's "Equinox Girl Cute"?

Um, a friend.

Who's "Paris Review Party
Asian"?

Excuse me. Um...
-Very good reading.

Let me, uh... The Wi-Fi
must have just kicked on.

Who's "Natalie Bumble"?

Um, let-let me just...
-Who's "Katie Raya"?

Let me put that on...
Raya?

Let me put that on
airplane mode.

I thought Raya
was supposed to be exclusive.

So what do you think
of this place, Ben?

BEN
I love it.

Are you joking?
-Are you serious? You love it?

You're from New York City.

Literally nothing
happens here. -PARIS: Yeah.

Well, um...
I mean, it is a little...

Hmm?
-You know.

Bleak. -PARIS: Come on,
that's not fair.

We just got a Target.
-Excuse me? How dare you?

Do you know how fucking good
our football team is?

This is our town. -Okay, look,
I don't know where to...

where to land here. Um...

Ben, there's probably
something you should know

about this place.
-Yeah.

This is the most, uh, wretched,

godforsaken stretch of land
on the face of the earth.

And I'd never leave.

You know what I mean?

Yeah. That's how I feel
about Twitter.

Mm.
See, Ben's a journalist.

One of the finest there is.

He writes for
the New York Magazine.

New Yorker. Yep.

And he's gonna help us find out

what really happened to Abilene.

I was saying we go out
and settle with a. 45,

but Ben gives a whole new
perspective to the situation.

Ty, you can't solve something
like this with a. 45.

It's not as simple
as one person.

It's a whole system, son.

Tell us what you mean, Granny.

It's the breakdown of society,
is what it is.

It's the breakdown
of the school system,

the government.
Mm.

It's the pharmaceutical
companies.

It's the breakdown of the family

and tradition.

Oh, there's a whole lot
of people responsible

for what happened to Abilene.
That's true.

Yes, ma'am.
Amen.

I think that's very wise.

You're gonna need a 12-gauge,
couple of ARs.

No. -Yep.
-A Wesson automatic.

No, no, no.
-And a sidearm for safety.

Yep. Exactly.
-We're not doing that.

Oh, we're not? Yeah.

I didn't think
you had the balls.

Are you gonna help us, Ben?

You know, um...

There's some things I'm good at.

I'm good at asking
the right questions.

I'm good at getting people
to talk.

And I'm especially good
at drawing thematic connections

between seemingly
disparate elements

and using that to illustrate

a larger point or theory.

So, whoever or whatever

is responsible
for what happened to Abilene,

I will find this person

or this generalized
societal force,

and I will define it.

I'll define it.

Bless your heart.

I guess we have
a guest room now.

Ty.

Well, rest up good.

We'll meet in the morning
and start to solve this.

Yeah.

See you in the morning.

Good night, Ty.
-Good night.

Good morning.

Yeah, that's it. What else...?

Can I say it proves a lot?
-Yeah.

I'm gonna take
a short break here,

and during this break,
I hope you'll call

and support this station
during this long, important

membership drive.
Thanks.

We have some great free gifts
to offer you,

and I'm not just talking
coffee mugs.

Well, Ben, there's really
two versions of life out here.

Boom times,
everybody's rich and busy.

It's like one big party
out here.

And then the bust comes.

It's really like two different
places out here.

It's always boom or bust.

Which is it right now?

Kinda in between.

Yeah.

Kinda in between,
to tell you the truth.

Okay.

You son of a...

Get off.
Crawl. There's our worm.

CRAWL
Oh, you like being on top.

Get off. Yeah.
-Whoo!

This the guy?

Yep.

Hmm.

Let me save you some time:
Sancholo.

Sancholo. Sancholo.

What's Sancholo?

The guy who killed Abilene.

A Mexican drug dealer.

Evil motherfucker.

You name it, he's got it.

Not crazy about
his prices though.

So, you know who killed Abilene?

Yes, sir.

Did you call the police
about it?

TY and CRAWL:
Mike and Dan?

Those lazy fucktards.

Everything's an accident.

Gun accident.

Uh, driving accident.

I've known Abilene

since we were knee-high
to a grasshopper.

She never touched
so much as an Advil,

and-and then, out of the blue,

they find this angel,
this angel,

dead of an oxy OD
at a party he threw!

Ooh, you're getting me
warmed up.

He's been obsessed
with her since middle school.

Yep. He'd call the house
every night.

They used to be on the phone
for hours.

He's just a piece of it anyway.

It's too big to understand.

You got deep state
in bed with pill pushers,

cartels, pedos.
-Uh-huh.

The law.
-How, wha...

Hey, shh. Hey.

And you're a piece of it, too.

So, um, I'd love to talk

to some of the characters
you mentioned.

Mike and Dan? Sancholo?

Oh, he's gotta be at the rodeo
in Holliston.

No doubt.

There and the honky-tonk,
too, afterwards.

That's where a drug dealer can
do their best business. -Mm.

'Cause everybody goes
to the rodeo.

White, Mexicans.

You really want
to avenge her with him?

I'm like a brother to you.

Well, he's like
a brother-in-law.

Oh, come on.

Ben, you ever been in a fight?

You mean like a physical fight

or like an online skirmish?

I got him.

Crawl wouldn't hurt a fly,
would you, Crawl?

I never understood
that expression about flies.

Yeah, I'd kill a fly,

but what kind of sick fuck
would hurt a fly?

Make it feel pain? Hmm?

You don't have any idea
where you are, do you?

Hmm?

Want me to show you a map?

Welcome to Texas.

You are here.

Morning, KC.

Hey.

Uh, would you like some coffee?

Sure.
-How do you take it?

In the mouth?

All right, tell me something

that you love
about where you live.

Whataburger!
-Whoo.

Oh. -Yeah.
Okay, great.

Um, tell me about it.

You want to go right now?
-Yeah, let's go.

Uh... Uh...
-I'm ready.

You want... -Just, no, just,
uh, tell me about it.

You're gonna love Whataburger,
Ben.

Oh, it's the best.
-What makes it the best?

Wherever you are,
there's a Whataburger.

Yeah. It's always right there.

Okay. And then
when you get there,

what do you like about it?
What do you get?

Whatever you want.
-It's always right there.

You could order
whatever you want, Ben.

Right, but there are a lot
of places like that.

So, let's say
there is a McDonald's,

a Burger King, a Sonic
and a Whataburger

all lined up.

Which one do you go to?

Whataburger!

Right, right. Why?

Because it's right there!

Yes, but they're all
right there.

In this scenario,
they're all right there.

So, what do you get
out of Whataburger?

What makes it better to you?

What are you getting...
-Ben.

Asking why you love Whataburger

is like asking
why you love Christmas

or a summer night
or why you love your dog.

I mean, you could point
to the reasons,

but the reasons
aren't really the point.

You just love it,
and that's how love works.

I'm on my way to get

what could be
some good local color.

It's the place Abilene
recorded some demos.

I'm heading towards the
Quentin Sellers Music Factory.

A place in Marfa,
the arts town, where...

people pursue their dreams
of musical stardom.

His motto is "making dreams
come true since 2018."

Eloise, if you have, um...
if you can play a clip of that,

um, Rebecca Black song,
"Friday",

that would be really funny here.

I bet it's cheap to play.

* Yeah, yeah *

* Yeah *

* Yeah *

Okay.

Hi.
-Hi.

What is music?

Like, singing and stuff.

Yeah, that's right.

Let's take a step back.

I want to share an idea
with you.

There's no argument
more profound

than how the universe
came into existence.

Oh, God.
-Are we here because of God

or science?

I mean, it is,
by its very nature,

the most fundamental question.

But there's one thing
that everyone agrees on.

And that is whether
it was God declaring,

"Let there be light",

or an infinite
particle of energy

bursting forth in the big bang.

Everyone,

and I mean everyone,

agrees that the universe

started with a sound.

Why do I call myself
a record producer?

I don't know.

Yeah, I mean, we don't even
make records anymore.

What we're recording here
isn't your record.

It's your sound...

on the record that started

with the very first moment
in time.

So when you sing this song...

...I want you to think about
how what you're making

is the record of your time
here on this earth.

It's the sound that you scratch

with your life...

...on the record
of the universe.

Okay?
-Okay.

* I finished my shift
at Claire's *

* Climbed up those steep
mall stairs *

* And the pain
of having nowhere to go *

* Pierced the skin of my soul *

* As I sat on the steps *

* And waited and waited *

* For no one to take me home. *

Yeah.

Thank you.

I call this place the Factory.

You know, after Andy Warhol's
Factory. -Hmm.

Most people around here
think it's a reference

to C+C Music Factory.

Which, honestly, I-I think
Warhol would've loved, but...

Yeah, actually. Yeah.

I'm from out here.

I went to college in New Haven.

Oh, I went to school in Boston.

Yeah, I thought about
staying there,

but this is the place
that needs something like this.

The problem isn't that people
aren't smart.

The problem is that they are.

If the landscape is like this,

a-and people were just boring,
you wouldn't have this problem.

The problem is, you get all
these bright, creative lights

and nowhere to plug in
their energy.

And so it gets channeled
into conspiracy theories

and drugs and violence.

Who are your favorite
music artists right now?

Um...

Can I take a guess?
-Yeah.

You're a playlist guy.

What does that mean?

When some computer
recommends you a bunch of songs

based on your favorites,
and a bunch more

based on your favorites
of those. -Right.

So you're listening
to a bunch of music that,

I mean, you genuinely like...
-Yeah.

...but you have no idea
who sings it.

Now, these playlists, it's
like the dating app for music.

You're not hearing
other people's voices.

You're just hearing your voice
get played back at you.

How are you supposed
to fall in love?

Art used to be in charge of us.

You used to buy a whole album

not even knowing
what songs would be on it.

Now we have everything
on demand.

At your fingertips.

In pieces.

You think half the people
that are posting quotes

from Oscar Wilde have ever
actually read one of his plays?

No.

Or posting photos
of Audrey Hepburn

have actually seen
the film that it's from?

No.
-Not a chance, right?

What is that about, huh?

It's the same in culture
as it is in archaeology.

When a civilization collapses,

only the tiniest fragments
remain.

But we can build it back again.

How?

Make recordings.

Real people.

Not what people think
that they already know

and want to hear.

Real people.

Not some generic stereotype
or generic song.

Real people.

What's this podcast
about anyway?

Well, um, it's about America.

Okay.

It's about the myths
that we tell ourselves.

Who is it about?

All of us.

Every story we tell
is ultimately about a person.

Abilene Shaw.

Abilene.

Yeah.

You're making a podcast
about Abilene.

Well, it's a little
about Abilene.

I'm trying to make it
more about... -No.

It's about Abilene.

The person.

That's all you need.

What did you think
about her music?

I haven't really heard it.

Shut the front door.

I mean, I have...
-Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on.

Come with me.

Here it is.

Everything we ever recorded.

Thank you so much.
-You're in for a treat.

Doesn't she have a sister
who wants to be a singer?

Wants to be famous.

Means she knows she's somebody.

Just doesn't know who yet.

She needs to find her voice.

What about my voice?

I'll put you in the studio.

What do you want to do?

I-I, you know...

If I came here for advice
about my voice, my...

you know,
my writing, my podcast,

what would you tell me?

I'd probably say
that nobody writes anything.

All we do is translate.

So if you ever get stuck and
you don't know what to say...

...just listen.

Even to the silences.

Listen as hard as you can
to the world around you and...

repeat back what you hear.

That translation,

that's your voice.

I gotta say,
this is not anything

like what I expected to find.

You came here to make fun
of me, didn't you?

No, no. No.
-No, I get it's...

It's... I get it.

Record producer
in the middle of nowhere.

You thought I'd be sillier,
smaller.

I get it.

Hey, look.

It's already working.

You listened.

You learned.

Welcome to Texas.

Thank you.

The setting sun sets Texas
afire with a glow.

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

It's fucking beautiful.

Well, hi.

Thank you.

Uh, when I told my mama that
I was gonna move to New York

and try and make it in music,

she looked at me and she just
said, "Bless your heart."

Which is Texas for, "Fuck you."

Love you, Mama.

* True love will find you
in the end *

* You'll find out
just who is your friend *

* Don't be sad,
I know you will... *

Ah...

Will you help me unjam my gun?

I don't know how to do that.

They ought to call you
El Stupido.

Can I sleep on your floor?

Yeah.

Of course.

Thank you.

* I'm still drivin' *

* When's this break gon' come? *

* You back my pickin' *

* With a big ol'
timpani drum... *

Vengeance
is a unique phenomenon.

TY
Texas invented vengeance.

It makes no sense
if you think about it.

Every other primal
human instinct

leads to a clear
evolutionary reward.

But vengeance is different.

It's not about the future.

It's only about the past.

When that massacre
happened, we didn't retreat.

We didn't say, "Let's all make
sure we don't get Mexiphobia."

We said, "Remember the Alamo."

It's not about hope.

It's about regret.

SHARON Abby
was always creatively minded.

She would make movies
with her sisters.

Music, of course.

Oh, she had such
a beautiful voice.

I really wish more people
could've heard it.

You're a writer.

Anything I'd know?

None of this.

The desperation
that you see around here,

it's not from a lack of
intelligence or creativity.

QUENTIN
It's an excess.

We're not really a gun family.

We have a few rifles
for shooting targets,

a couple handguns
for safety, and...

And that doesn't concern you?
-Why would it concern me?

There's this playwright,
Anton Chekhov,

and he says that if there's
a gun in act one of a play...

There's no guns in any one
of his plays I can think of.

Cherry Orchard, no.
Uncle Vanya, no.

I'm not actually that familiar
with his plays.

Uh, I'm more familiar
with his theory.

But the stakes of these
feelings aren't hypothetical.

They're all too real.

I'm your host, Ben Manalowitz,
from American Radio Collective.

This is Dead White Girl.

So, this is great.

Really?

Yeah.

I'm, like, dorking out
over this family.

Their family's like my family.

Great. Great.

Do you have any notes?

Yeah. I got a couple.

Thought you said you loved it.

You asked if I had notes,
and I got notes,

okay, first-timer?

Okay. All right, all right,
what do you got?

Okay, you're stepping on
people's lines,

and we need it clean, so...
-Yep, yep.

Just like what you're doing
right now. Don't do that.

Right.

Don't talk
while they're talking.

Just listen...
or pretend to listen.

Okay. What else?

And you know what would
help some people?

If you... if you...
if you do, like, a silent laugh

to egg them on.

You know, like, um...

Like what? I lost you.

Like-No, I'm doing it.

Right, okay.

Where are you going to next,
the... the rodeo?

Yep, my first rodeo.

I'm really excited.

Apparently, it's a real
socioeconomic cross section.

Yeah, and horses and bulls
and stuff.

You're doing it?

Yeah, could you tell?

Good luck.

All right, Ben.

You're gonna love this place.
-Yeah.

A whole lot to see,
lot to take in.

"Fourth Annual Bull Bash
Cowboy Protection."

Cowboy protection
for, uh, bullfighting

in Oyster Creek, Texas.
-Cool. Excellent.

And, uh, you're a pitmaster.

Yes, sir.

And what is the secret
to your success?

Time and more time.

--Bingo!
-Ten points!

Oh, hell yes!

Ben, you're gonna love this.
All right.

Deep-fried Twinkies.

Ben, you gotta try one of these.

Hello, beautiful.
-Oh! Hi.

Can I get, uh, one, two,
three, four, five

deep-fried Twinkies?

Uh, can we get one
of those grilled?

It's fucking good.

Fucking good.
-Yeah.

Just keep a low profile, Ben.

We'll find our man. No doubt.

Hundred percent.

Ladies and
gentlemen, boys and girls,

welcome to the Holliston Rodeo.

We say a special hello to our
sponsors, Stetson Energy,

McGuane Energy,
Trailways Energy Company,

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the T&B Energy Company,

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an Energy Corporation,

Anderton Energy Transport,
Donahue Energy,

and the Quentin Sellers
Music Factory,

making dreams come true
since 2018.

Now, carrying the six
beautiful flags of Texas,

welcome our beautiful riders.

All right, Ben.

The six flags of Texas

are the six countries that
Texas has belonged to. -Okay.

Can you name all six?
-Uh, the United States.

Uh, France,
Louisiana Purchase, Spain,

Mexico. Uh...

Um, uh... Republic of Texas!

What's that, five?

Not bad, brother. Not bad.

Nobody ever gets five.

Right.

So Six Flags, the theme park...

Exactly.

Is a Texas company.
-Right.

Very interesting.

ANNOUNCER
And now, ladies and gentlemen,

if you're a real Texan,

you know what to do
when this song plays.

Did you really
just try to Shazam

"Deep in the Heart of Texas"?
-Uh...

No.

Now, ladies and gentlemen,
who here is a die-hard fan

of the University of Texas?

Whoo!

And who here
is a fan of Texas Tech?

Okay, let's hear
from both sides.

Can we have the UT fan
come down?

Good luck, buddy.
Give them hell, Ben.

Is this for real?
Are you seriou...

Do you think we're joking?

And let's get a Texas Tech fan.

Okay, let's start with
Mr. University of Texas.

Now, what's your name, son?

Ben Manalowitz.

What the whosit?

And what do you do, son?

I'm a writer.

A rider?

You don't look like a rider.

What do you ride, son?

Huh?

Well, there's lots
of kinds of riding.

You can ride horses,
steer, tractors.

No.

I'm not a rider. I'm a writer.

I'm a writer.

So, like, you know, uh...

when... when you come across
a book or a magazine...

...or even an article
that you read online.

Somebody has to...

has to actually think about
what those words...

I know what a writer is,
you condescending asshole.

Well, tell me, Shakespeare,

what do you like so much about
the University of Texas?

Well, I like that
it's a state school.

So, it gives
financial opportunities

to local people
who could use the help.

And I know that it has
a very good film department.

Some of the graduates include,

I believe, Richard Linklater.

Uh-huh. Okay.

And what do you like
about Texas Tech?

Quarterback Matt Harris!

Guns up!

Repping Tech!

* Shake that thang,
make that thang *

* Bend until you think it's
gonna break that thang... *

Don't worry about it.

Nobody's thinking about it.
-Yeah.

Erase it from your mind.

Enjoy.

* When she moves that thang,
grooves that thang *

* Swing to the rhythm
of the groove that thang... *

Whoo! Shake it, girls!

* Nobody else does
what she does to me *

Not you, KC.

* Shake that thang... *

How do they all...

know how to do the same...?

Collective consciousness.

* Every song is such a sight
to see *

* When she moves that thang,
grooves that thang *

* Swing to the rhythm
of the groove that thang *

* Speaks for itself *

* Nobody else does
what she does to me *

* When she shakes
that thang... *

Sancholo.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

You going over there?
-Yeah.

You want my gun?

You brought a gun?

Didn't I?
Phone, keys, wallet, gun.

Yeah.
-No. No.

* Nobody else does
what she does to me *

* When she shakes that thang *

* Swinging like
an old screen door *

* Lord, she makes
that thang... *

Excuse me, are you Sancholo?

I was hoping to talk to you
for a second.

You a cop?

Not a cop.

Cop don't have to say
he's a cop.

Then why did you ask?

Right?
-'Cause you're wasting my time.

Figured I might as well
waste yours.

Look, I'm a journalist.

I'm doing a story.

I was really only hoping to
ask you a couple of questions.

I'm just trying to...
-Just trying to what?

Fucking killer!
Hey, Ty. Relax!

Guys, guys, guys, guys.
Guys, guys, guys, guys, guys.

Go easy on him.
He just lost his sister.

Most beautiful girl in Texas.

So what I heard was
that you were at the party

where she died.

Lucky me.

She took her last breath

on my shoulder.

My name is Ben Manalowitz.

I'm doing a podcast
about Abilene.

I would love to hear
your side of the story.

Hey.

We got a regular Joe Rogan here.

Joe Rogan meets Seth Rogen.

Just you.

When I was in middle school,

my mom wouldn't let me
read Harry Potter

because of church stuff.

So I would call Abby
every night.

She would read it to me.

I don't know what made her
care about me.

I was like, "Why me?

I'm just an effing
dropout drug dealer."

She'd say, "Heart sees heart."

Right.

She used to text that to me

every day on that dumbass
little Razr phone.

You remember those?
-Yeah.

5-4-5.

Heart sees heart.

It was, like, her little code.

I miss her so much.

You told me that her last
breath was on your shoulder.

And other people told me

that you threw the party
where she died.

I wasn't even there.

Okay.

Where were you?

Look at the date.

Where is this?

Tulsa. I went to see Adele.

I was there with my niece.

She... She loves her.

Adele?

Obviously,
I'm gonna have to kill you

if you tell anyone about that.

No, it's...

Yeah.

I'm a fan.

So...

you have an alibi,

but you want people to think
you killed her?

These fucking cartels, man.

They're gonna control
everything pretty soon.

You're the cartels.
-No, sir.

It kills me to claim her,

but I don't know.

If they don't actually think
I killed someone,

then I might have
to kill someone...

...to prove myself.

That's not really
how it works, is it?

It's what I heard.

Go on Snopes.
It's not a real thing.

Excuse me?

So, let me piece this together.
She OD'd...

The fuck? This is Abby
we're talking about here, okay?

She wouldn't touch the stuff.

Girl wouldn't touch an Advil.

Listen, they found her two and
a half miles from the party,

at a spot where
all the deaths happen

called "the Afterparty."

You don't just wander off
like that by yourself.

Someone takes you there.

This was no OD.

No fucking way.

Who goes to these parties?

Everybody.

Everybody goes. Nobody went.
-Yeah.

Same people every time?
-Yes.

When's the next one?

Whenever I want.

You're at 11%, bro.

You might want to switch
to low power mode.

Thank you.

Hello?

What if she was murdered?

What?

We dismissed
the first theory presented

without even thinking about it.

What if we're not taking
them seriously?

Wait, so are you saying
the Mexican drug dealer did it?

Definitely not that.

But that was
the first theory presented.

I'm just sure it wasn't that.

Why are you so sure?

Gut.

Gut?
-Look,

I know we liked
what we had before.

Something about America
and fantasy and regret

and the meaning of vengeance.

No, no. This... this is better.

This just keeps getting
bigger and bigger.

Right?

Okay.

Stay safe.

Get the story.

Not in that order.

No. In that order.

What are you watching?

Um, videos of Abilene.

Do you see my phone?

How it's, like, cracked.

Yeah.

It makes me look
the way that I feel.

Um...

Where do I know you from?

Rodeo.

It's the Longhorns fan.

Indeed it is, Mike.
Indeed it is.

Actually,
that was a misunderstanding.

I'm sorry.
I'm not even a football fan.

Um, I was just trying to fit in.

Funny way to fit in around here.

Point taken.

I didn't know there
was gonna be another team.

I was cheering for Texas.

Um...

I'd love to ask you
a couple questions

about the death of Abilene Shaw.

OD'd.
-Accident.

I know that was
the official report.

I was wondering,
were you able to talk to anyone

who was there
the night she died?

You ever go to a party
out by the pump jacks?

Everybody goes
and nobody was there.

I wasn't there.

Why are you so interested
anyway?

You her, uh, boyfriend
or something?

Uh, we hung out.

Yeah. Yeah, I was her boyfriend.

Well, you know, 90% of the time
it's the boyfriend who did it.

Okay, I wasn't...
I wasn't really her boyfriend.

His story's starting to sound
a little inconsistent.

Swiss cheese.

Yeah, um, I'm not trying
to cause any problems here.

I'm really just trying
to help the family.

You know, this isn't even
our jurisdiction anyways.

Party happened outside
city limits.

Mm.
-That's county, not city.

County sheriff.
-Sheriff'll talk.

Sheriff's a politician.

Ain't that a fact.

I'd love to help you, son, but
our policy is we can't comment

on our process or cases.

Well, I was interviewing people
for a podcast

that could be heard
by millions of people.

But I guess that's
not a possibility.

These are oxy sticks.

See how the pills
are squared off?

That way, they can pack 'em
in boxes to the corners

without wasting any space.
-Mm-hmm.

That's how big this business is.

We don't know who's shipping it.

All we know is they're coming
along the interstate

right along the border.

And that route
cuts right by the oil field

where the party was.

The most common
overdose spot in the county.

We call it "the Afterparty."

Very common thing, sad to say.

What's this right here?

Looks like two pairs of prints.

Cowboy boots.

Calling out an APB to find
two men wearing cowboy boots.

Okay. -MAN
What the fuck?

Stand down.

Son, I wish you well,
I really do.

And bless your little heart,

but this ain't even
our jurisdiction, though.

It's not?
-No, sir.

This was along the highway.

You want to talk
to highway patrol.

Well, ain't that just like
a sheriff to puff his hot air

and blow you
straight into my office.

If there's a drug overdose
at a party

in some fucking field off 29,

I'm sorry,
but we got shit to do.

We're not a bunch
of Army rejects

just gazing at the Rio Grande.

I never said that you were.
-I wasn't talking about us.

Oh, is that what they told you
over at highway patrol?

Well, you can go tell
Junior Brown

and the rest of them
glorified meter maids

that if they spent more time
with their real guns

and less with their radar guns,

we might not have to chase
the goddamn Texas syndicate

up and down the Trans-Pecos!

Got it?

Yes. If I find a natural way

to work that into
the conversation with them,

I will do that.

DRT.
-DRT.

DRT.
-Dead right there.

BEN Law
enforcement was no help at all.

You're learning a lot
down there, aren't you?

The murder or overdose
happened where a lot

of these things happen.

At the intersection of four
overlapping jurisdictions.

So they all kicked it
to each other.

What are the odds?

Okay, I'm gonna kick this around

with the team for a little bit,
shake up the Boggle board,

and then I'm gonna hit up Robin
to get her thoughts.

All right. Thanks, Eloise.
Thanks, everybody.

Bye, Ben.
-Bye, Ben.

Um, you're probably not even
gonna watch this,

but I'm back home in Texas,
and I'm bored.

This is my little brother,
Mason.

He sleeps on my floor

because he's afraid of ghosts.

And I tried to tell him

there's no such thing
as ghosts, but whatever.

It keeps him close to me.

So I guess it's not all bad
being here.

That's, um...

Well, that's it.

Mason.

Yes, sir?

Just saying good night.

You woke me up
just to say good night?

Yes, sir.

I love you mucho.

Collective consciousness.

If everyone believes
the same thing...

...but without any facts
to support it,

do we listen to that intuition
or dismiss it?

An overdose?

Girl never took so much
as an Advil in her life.

She never touched
so much as an Advil.

You ever go to a party
out by the pump jacks?

Everybody goes. Nobody went.

DAN and MIKE:
I wasn't there.

The problem is
you get all these bright,

creative lights and nowhere
to plug in their energy.

And so it gets channeled
into conspiracy theories

and drugs and violence.

I came here to find out
why people in grief

would choose to believe a myth.

I don't know shit
about how this all connects,

but you bet your ass it does.

MS-13? La L�nea?

Yeah,
I'm familiar with La L�nea.

They actually murdered
41 journalists last year.

Oh,
they've done bad things, too.

But now I find myself wondering

how much truth might be
embedded in that intuition.

You don't happen to know
her phone password, do you?

Took it to every Geek Squad
in the state.

It's impossible to crack.

This ain't us.
-You got the wrong department.

Highway patrol. -Mike and Dan.
-Border patrol.

Sheriff's department.
-You want county.

Everything's bigger in Texas,

including your expectations
and its reality.

I'm your host, Ben Manalowitz,

and from American
Radio Collective,

this is Abilene.
-

Hey.

Guess who's on the line.

ROBIN
Hey. It's Robin.

I produce American Moment.

Yeah. I-I know who you are.

It's-it's, um...
It's great to meet you, Robin.

How are you?
Great to talk to you.

I love what you're doing
with Dead White Girl.

Thank you. Thank you so much.

Eloise pitched that
we use some of the story

as a segment on American Moment,

and that would help promote
your series.

Wow. So it'd be
on American Moment.

Everything you're getting
is great.

The characters are amazing.

Yeah. No, I mean, the
characters are unbelievable.

Ty is just a total firecracker.

And Granny
deserves her own show.

And then Abilene, I mean...

The more people hear her voice,

the more they're gonna
fall in love with her.

So if you think you can
tighten up what you have,

we can work it
into Sunday's episode.

Yeah. I... Absolutely.

I'd love to.

Wow. Yeah. Yeah, I can do that.

Can I ask what you're eating?

This is, um, Frito pie.

It's great sound.

What is that?

Uh, Frito pie

is when they cut open
a bag of Fritos

and they pour chili in it.

Then you eat it out of the bag
with a fork.

Ugh. That is disgusting.

Yeah, in a good way.

Ben, are you there?

Ben, did I lose you?

What happened to you, son?

My Prius exploded.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, thank heavens.
Are you all right?

Hey.

Yeah.
-Oh, look at that.

Oh, hey.
-What happened?

I'm fine.
-His car blew up, Mom!

Oh, it's so fucked up! This...

Tyler Clayton!
-Sorry.

We're just so grateful
you're all right.

Oh, my God. What if you were
driving a real car

with gas and stuff?

Yeah.

Ben, this is a message
that we're getting close.

Or it's kids fucking around
for no reason with Tannerite.

I can't believe you're all here.

Well, where else would we be?

Come on. The girls are waiting
in the car.

Let's go.

Hey, are you limping?
-No.

You sure about that?

Come on, Mama.
-Yeah. His face looks all right.

He's gonna be all right.
-Yeah, I seen worse.

Come on, buddy.

How is everything?
So good.

This is our friend Ben.

And this is his first time
at Whataburger.

Let's have a toast.
Thank you.

To Ben. -Come on, to Ben.
-To Ben.

Whataburger, Whataburger.
-To a good milkshake.

Whoopah.
-Over there.

Thanks.

Well, what do you think?

I love this.

You do?

And it's always right there.

Excuse me, Mama.
Ooh.

Mm.

It's a Texas thing.

You're not supposed to do it,
but you're supposed to do it.

You're supposed to take
your lucky number,

but we figure every number's
lucky to somebody,

so we take all of 'em.

I won't tell Mike and Dan.

Like they'd do anything.

They'd say it was an accident.

Party tonight.

Oh, what's the dress code?
-Ugh.

Broncos and buckle bunnies.

Ugh. You know,
they're seriously phoning it in

with the themes nowadays.

You want to come tonight?

You can borrow something
from my closet.

You're okay to go?

It doesn't stir up
too many feelings for you?

You gotta keep living life.

Like Catherine the Great said,

"You gotta get right back
under the horse."

Tyler Clayton.
-What?

I-I listened to that history
podcast you recommended.

I've got a question for you.

Have you got family in Texas?

No.

You do now.

Isn't that right, everybody?
Yes, ma'am.

Careful what you wish for, Ben.

One second.

Who's got a honey thing
over there?

Um, I got some right here.
-Anybody? Mmm, mmm, mmm.

Hey. What's up?
Hey.

Your car blew up?

Are you okay?

Yeah. Yes.

I mean, I wish I got
that extra rental insurance

that no one ever gets,
but I'm fine.

Good. Well, listen,
I finished it,

and everyone loves it.

Thanks. What do you mean
"finished it"?

You're clearly in danger,

and you've already got
everything you need.

Well, I didn't solve the murder.

It's better this way.

You know, an ambiguous ending
without resolution.

That's... that's the secret
weapon with a story like this.

It gnaws at you.

It haunts you forever.

You never let it go.

No, there's more to it, Eloise.

I-I'm getting so close.

As much as we'd love to see you

blown up for a story...
-No, no.

...my conscience tells me

I have to choose a person
over a story.

No.

No, no.

Otherwise, it would take,
like, two years of therapy

to justify it, and...

I can't afford that on my plan.

Look, you're gonna be huge
from this.

Okay?

Come home.

You remember?
Hey, you.

Hey. Sorry about that.

Who was that?

Friend.

Was it Equinox Girl Cute?

Or was it Natalie Bumble?

Uh, it was, uh,
my podcast producer.

Uh, and everything's on track.

You're very sweet to ask.

I love you mucho.

We're so lucky
you found Abilene.

I really don't know
what she saw in me.

I do.

I get it. I totally get it.

Heart sees heart.
-Oh.

You know, when I came down here
to spend time with Abby's...

"Crazy Texan family", right?

Yeah.

Uh, I never thought
it would be like this.

People can surprise you.

Yeah.

Like Abilene.

I mean,
she was full of surprises.

Like Abilene.
-Mm-hmm.

Great reputation,
but a huge pill-popper.

What?

What'd you just say?

Mm. Put that in
your podcast, maybe.

Where'd you hear that?

The girls told me.

Ty told us not to say anything.

Are you fucking serious?

I thought you wouldn't
do this with me

if you knew that she was using.

You think?

Drugs was something Abilene did.

It's not who she was.

But it is how she died,

which is what
we were investigating.

I thought there was more
to this.

I thought that you and I
would get to know each other,

and that would be cool.

I... Maybe it was part
of the grieving process.

Denial?

Isn't that one of the 12 steps
of grief?

It's five stages of grief,
12 steps to recovery,

but I understand
that everyone here

is more familiar
with the latter.

It's complicated.

It's not.
It's actually very simple.

Everything here
is actually really simple,

and maybe that's why
it took me so long

to understand it.

Well, I was following my heart,

and that's what we do
around here.

You follow your heart.

Yeah.

Well, maybe
it's time to look around

and ask yourselves
how that's working out for you.

Maybe you should try following
your brain for a change.

Because when you follow
your heart,

the Earth is flat,

climate change is a hoax,

vaccines contain microchips,

and Mexican drug dealers
killed your sister.

You invent these insane
fucking narratives

to explain why your lives
are such shit shows

because the truth
is too scary for you to face,

which is that you did it
to yourselves.

Do you know what people say
about you guys where I'm from?

Let me guess. Bad things.
-No. Worse.

We say good things.

"We took them seriously

when we should've
taken them literally."

You're neither.

You're not serious people.

And maybe it's time for you all

to take us seriously
and literally

because where I'm from
is fun and interesting.

And the people are rich
and diverse,

and, meanwhile,
your town looks like this!

Bless your heart.

Oh, and I know what that means.

So you know what?
Bless your heart.

Bless your heart.
Bless all your hearts.

All your hearts
can go bless themselves.

Who are you to talk to us?

I had to drag you
to her fucking funeral!

Who are you?

If your car would've blown up
in Brooklyn,

would anyone-
anyone come to help you?

First of all, I wouldn't have
needed a car in Brooklyn.

Second, if I had one, I doubt
it would've been blown up

by God knows who.

I don't understand you people.

"You people"
is a microaggression.

My apologies. Y'all.

"Y'all" is a cultural
appropriation.

Paris...

you accusing someone
of cultural appropriation

is cultural appropriation.

Why wouldn't you look after her?

Check in on her?

You wouldn't do anything
for her, would you?

That's right. I wouldn't.

I was hooking up
with different people,

and I assumed she was, too,

because I live
in the real world,

and that's what everybody does.

I tried to tell you this
when you called.

She wasn't my girlfriend.

She was just a girl in my phone.

Now you've been in a fight.

I don't know the whole story...

...but life is complicated.

Even around here,
if you can believe that.

I'll tell you what I think.

I think people don't do drugs
for no reason.

They do drugs
because they're in pain.

Pain like...

like maybe caring for someone
who hardly knows your name.

So, I don't know, Ben.

But if you're still looking
for someone to blame

for what happened...

you may not have needed
to come all this way.

Bless your heart.

You were right, Eloise.

I was the story.

A self-absorbed know-it-all

thinks he's gonna figure out
the meaning of America,

and all he learns
is how empty he is.

I was the one living a myth.

They say you regret
the things you don't do.

I didn't love.

I have no story.

I guess that's the story.

I am the story,
and the story sucks.

The story is nothing.

I'm coming home.

I'm scared.

What are you scared of?

Ghosts.

Ghosts aren't real.

If they're not real, how come
everyone knows what they are?

They're real as an idea,
but they're not real, real.

That's what's scary about
ghosts, that they aren't real.

If ghosts were real,

they wouldn't be scary at all,
right?

We would just smile
and say, "Hi, ghosts."

Hi, ghosts.

Hi, ghost.

Wouldn't that be cool?

If when someone
wasn't there anymore,

there was still
a little piece of them

that could surprise you
sometimes?

Yeah.

But there's not,
there's nothing.

And that's what's scary
about ghosts.

That the little piece of someone

that feels like
it might still be there

isn't there at all.

Do you feel better?

No.

Me neither.

Thanks for listening.

I'm leaving tomorrow, Mason.

I love you mucho.

1-4-3-5.

What?

1-4-3-5.

It's what Abby
used to say to me.

She used to say,
"I love you mucho",

but then she shortened it.

So it was kind of like
a secret code

'cause that's the number
of letters

in "I love you mucho."

1-4-3-5.

Hello?

This is beautiful.

What is?

What you just recorded.

Your concluding piece.

It's what we talked about
from the beginning.

It's disconnection, myth...

Uh, stories are always
personal, but...

...this is you.

You know, it's so you.

It's kind of... everyone.

You didn't lock that yet,
did you?

No, not till the morning.

It's on the server if you
want to check it out.

Great, great. Uh, just-just
don't touch it tonight.

There's, uh... It's not 100%.

There's a tiny piece
I'm gonna add.

No, don't touch it. It's great.

You're only gonna
fuck it up. Don't.

Where are you right now?

Uh, I'm in an Uber.

Well, anyway, good job.

People are gonna love this.

I didn't know you had it in you.

Or maybe I did.

Heart sees heart, right?

Okay, all right.

All right, just wait till
the morning, okay? Okay, bye.

* I won't be your chosen one *

* I'll just be your fire *

* I won't be your favored son *

* I'll just be what you desire *

* I won't be your superman *

* But I'll be your fear *

* I won't be
your promised land *

* I'll just be
the voice you hear *

* Ooh, shot,
better run and hide *

* Ooh, shot,
got an evil eye... *

Don't go anywhere.
-Yes, sir.

* 'Cause, ooh, shot,
got an evil eye, yeah *

Look at him!

Fuck yeah.
Texas Tech fireworks, bitch.

Red and black, baby.

Are you shitting me?

I told you black fireworks
ain't gonna show, you jackass.

I can see 'em.

Oh. Hey.

It's the Longhorns fan.

How's your car, man?

You like what we did to it?

That was about football?

Jesus Christ.

What the fuck
are you doing here?

I got an invite.

Oh, you're wearing my shit.
-Yeah.

What the fuck?

Okay, well, it's his hat, so...

You better be careful.

That's a loaded gun.

You keep your gun loaded?

You keep your phone charged?

How'd you even get here?
-Mason drove me.

Who in the fuck is Mason?

Mason's your fucking brother.

I'd watch your back.

You don't have friends here.

Look who it is.

Look who it is.

My friend.
Look at you, bud.

How you doing?

How's that podcast coming?

I sent it in last night.

You're still here?

Still here.

Texas has a pull, doesn't it?

Kinda gets under your skin.

Hundred percent.

Why don't you turn
that thing on?

Got a story for you.

Fellas.

First drug law in the
United States passed in 1875.

The Chinese rail workers

brought in the opium den.
-Mm.

And this country
was so anti-immigrant

that they banned the opium den.

Not the opium.
-Hmm.

Right?

You ever hear anything
more American than that?

I mean, now we got
an opium epidemic

breaking out across
the heartland

with all the ceremony,
majesty, glamour

and fun's removed.

And-and that's what
people yearn for.

You see what I'm saying?

Do you think Gary Webb
would've won a Pulitzer today?

You know, I think you were
smart for staying here.

Yeah?
-Yeah.

That story about Abilene,
it's nice.

I think you were meant
to tell a bigger story.

Ask yourself,
what part of the country today

is it in certain
people's interest

to keep devastated, demoralized,

dependent and divided?

You got the opioid crisis,

nation in divide, civic unrest.

Why are all these things
happening at the same time?

What do you really think
is going on here?

Told you I had a story for you.

So what are you saying?

That it all connects?

That the conspiracy theories
are true?

What I'm saying is

people can sense the truth,

but they're grasping
for the facts.

See, a myth is just
a truth without facts.

That's why it comes out
all abstract, gnarled,

wrong.

Easy to dismiss and ridicule.

Nobody listens to them

because they don't have
the facts.

But I do.

And you, Ben...

Yeah.

...the whole damn
world will listen to you.

Where are they going?

Afterparty.

The Afterparty.

Tell me about that.

I mean, people overdose
a hundred times a day, Ben.

That's a fact.

But they can't do it in
a place where it's gonna be

a problem for people
like you and I. Hmm?

That's what happened to Abilene.

Abilene?

I mean, she died
at a party like this.

I thought you finished
that story.

Oh.

This is just for us.

Well, it's not a very good
story anyway.

Oh, she was a drug addict.

She OD'd.

Then she tried to call 911.

Oh. In Texas, we don't call 911.

Yeah, I've heard that.

They record all those calls.

We gotta be very careful
about what gets recorded.

Yeah. You do.

It's all that's left of us.

The recordings.

And people like you
and I, Abilene,

everybody posting photos
of every part of their day,

we trade in our entire lives

for the tiny pieces
that get recorded of us.

Abilene tried to call 911.

You didn't let her. Then what?

Oh, boy.

Don't get distracted.

You gotta admit,
that's a hell of a distraction.

That is... That's kind of like

the very definition
of distraction.

Abilene.
-* Abilene. *

What happened to Abilene?

Do you believe in ghosts, Ben?

I got a call
from a ghost earlier.

Kind of thought
I'd be seeing you today.

What happened to her?

Why do you care so much?

Why do you care so little?

She overdosed.

Instead of helping her,

you dragged her
to the Afterparty,

which is a spot
with no cell reception

at the exact intersection

of four overlapping
law jurisdictions

where you knew her death

would just become
an anonymous statistic.

Hmm.

It's well said.

Very succinct.

Yes. That's exactly
what happened.

Brilliant.

You got it.

You got it all.

That's a story about America.

Let me know if you need me
to rerecord anything.

Or, like, rephrase things.

I can do that, too.

What?

Oh, come...

You and I are gonna
be sitting on a panel

talking about this.
I want it to be great.

We both know
how this works. Right?

Yeah, I-I mean, at first,

everyone's gonna think
you got your bad guy.

Nobody's gonna let it be
that simple.

Everyone's gonna have
to have their take

'cause that's how it works now.

Everyone has a take.

See, if you don't have a take,
you don't have a voice.

If you don't have a voice,
you don't exist.

So yeah, at first,
everyone's gonna blame me.

But then someone's gonna say,
"Wait a second."

There's a big difference
between leaving somebody to die

and killing somebody.

Then they're gonna turn to you.

What were you doing here
in the first place?

What was your relationship
with her?

Why would you exploit
her grieving family?

Those...

Those characters.

I mean... I mean,
that's what they're gonna be.

Famous characters.

Not famous people.

And then they're gonna blame
the family.

Oh, I hope they're ready
for that.

They'll blame the president.

The last president.

And then they'll start in
with the conspiracy theories.

You know, and someone will
refute the conspiracy theories,

and then one side will make
their version like their cause.

And the other side
will take the other side

just to take the other side
and on, and on.

Until your story proves

the defining truth of our time.

Which is what?

Everything means everything.

So nothing means anything.

Some things mean something.

Yeah?

Like what?

Abilene?

You didn't care about her.

You came here for yourself.

For recording.

And then you heard her music.

And you saw her photos.

The record of her.

And that's what you care for.

A recording.

Not a person.

We are all...

just inspirations

for the record of ourselves.

You and I both know it.

You got your opus.

And that's what matters.

But Abilene?

The person?

Come on.

She was just some girl.

That's the truth, Ben.

Hundred percent.

* Drive fast *

* I can almost taste it now *

* L.A. *

* I don't even have
to fake it now *

* You were like so sick *

* Everybody said it *

* You were way ahead
of the trend, ge-get it *

* "Elvis is the best,
hell yes" *

* "Honey,
put on that party dress" *

* Like ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh *

* Ooh, ooh, oh, oh, ah *

* You make me crazy *

* You make me wild *

* Just like a baby,
spin me round like a child *

* Your skin so *

* Golden brown *

* Be young *

* Be dope, be proud *

* Like an American *

* Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
oh, oh, oh, oh *

* Like an American *

* Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
oh, oh, oh, oh *

* Everybody wants to go fast *

* But they can't compare *

* I don't really want the rest *

* Only you can take me there *

* I don't even know
what I'm saying *

* But I'm praying for you... *

WOMAN We got a
report of a possible overdose.

4940, Afterparty.

Ambulance en route.

A 911 on a Saturday night?

Bullshit.

People.

MAN
Got a report.

Quentin Sellers
shot in the head.

Q?

I never thought of that guy
as accident-prone.

* Let's get wild tonight,
check your heart at the door *

* That ain't what tonight
is for *

* It's an old times,
good times... *

* Gonna send you this text
when I get signal *

* I'll know just the words
to say when I do... *

I heard that y'all made up.

Yeah.

And I understand that was
quite a party last night.

I wasn't there.

That's right, you weren't.

But...

I heard it was
a pretty good party.

I've... very much enjoyed
being in your home.

You're gonna need a ride.

That's true.

My car is, uh...

What are your plans
when you get back?

Guess I have to find
a new story.

After all that?

What about all that stuff
with Abby?

I think that story's
just for us.

Oh.

That's nice, too.

No regrets.

I never understood that.

No regrets.

I mean, how do you...

In my life, everything starts
with a regret,

ends with a regret.

In between, regrets.

It's all regrets.

You run as fast as you can
from the last regret

and, of course,
you're just running

straight into the next one.

That's life.

It's all regrets.

That's what they should say.

No other way to be alive.

It's all regrets.

Make 'em count.

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