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Are the kids awake?

Are the kids awake? Candy, it's 6:30 in the morning.

Are you alright?

Yeah, why wouldn't I be alright?

Did Mrs. Montgomery ever mention getting a divorce?

She mentioned it once.

She said

maybe when her kids were grown, that she still had

a life to lead and...

- A life to lead with you? - No.

No, that was never...

We never contemplated a future.

I loved Betty, and Candy knew that.

Did your wife ever find out you were having an affair?

If she did, she never let on. I don't think so.

Did you kill your wife?

No.

Do you know who did?

No.

Mr. Gore, at this time, we're gonna have

to read you your legal rights as prescribed by law.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used against you

in a court of law. You have a right to an attorney.

If you can't afford one, one will be provided to you.

Do you understand these rights as I've read them to you?

Hello?

Mrs. Montgomery?

Yeah, Chief Abbott here.

- Oh, hi. - Sorry to bother you at home.

Listen,

we had a couple more questions and so forth.

Wondering if you could just pop back in here

if it's not too much of an imposition.

It's just routine.

We need to take your prints, so we can screen out the prints

of family and friends who were in the house that day.

Okay.

Sure are a lot of folks here today.

Yes, ma'am.

So, you made mention of

a "Marriage Encounter"?

Yes, well, we mainly went because Allan and Betty swore by it.

As did the Garlingtons.

Very big on communication, expressing your feelings,

and so forth.

Yeah.

Do you know if Betty Gore was having an affair?

No.

No, I wouldn't know about that.

Do you know whether Allan Gore was having an affair?

No.

What about you and your husband?

Have either of you had any outside affairs?

Pat wouldn't do that.

But you would?

I did.

You did?

With who?

I had an affair with Allan Gore.

You murdered Betty Gore, didn't you?

No, I didn't.

I think you did.

You're wrong.

You seem pretty composed in your denial.

Most people get accused of murder,

they react with hysterics. You're cool as a cucumber.

Betty Gore was your friend.

You slept with her husband and then you cut her up with an axe.

You just chopped and chopped and chopped and chopped on her

and then you sit here and lie to us about it.

You make me so sick, I can't even stay in the same room with you anymore.

Well.

You know, my grandfather always used to say,

"Sometimes in a bad situation, all you can do is make the best of it."

I think the best thing that you can do here,

Mrs. Montgomery,

is tell us the truth.

I didn't murder her.

I didn't do it.

Well, I think you did.

And I think a jury might think you did.

If I show 'em this fingerprint,

and I tell 'em it's your print, and I show 'em the footprints

- in Betty Gore's house... - They're gonna think I did it, too.

But, I didn't.

You care if we looked over your car?

No.

You're tryin' to pin something on me and that's not right.

You're tryin' to manipulate me to admit something I didn't do.

Those sandals?

Mind if we kept those shoes for a while?

No.

Appreciate if we could have the shoes you're wearing, too.

This is not fair what you're doin'.

They actually came right out and accused you?

And they weren't very nice about it either.

- Jesus. - Honey.

Tell him about the affair.

Go ahead.

Hold on. Hold on.

Before we say anything else, you need to retain me as counsel

so we have attorney-client privilege.

Pat, write me out a check. Doesn't matter what it's for.

- $100, and put the date and time on it. - Okay.

And do it outside in the outer office.

- I need to talk to Candy alone. - Why?

Because I do.

Just wait outside or drive around for 10 or 15 minutes.

Okay.

What affair?

I had an affair with Allan Gore.

But it's over. It has been over for eight months.

Did Betty know about that?

It seems she might have. She brought it up. On the day.

Did the police read you your rights?

No.

I'm gonna pay a little visit to the police on process.

Meantime, I want you to call all the women at church.

Everyone who saw you at Bible school last Friday,

ask them if they remember what you were wearin'.

What? Why?

For you to have done what they're suggesting,

you'd have had blood all over you.

I wanna establish a record that you looked normal,

and you'd be surprised how fast memories can fade,

- so do this today. - Don.

Just do it, Candy.

And if you can pass a private polygraph test,

we might be able to clear this up right away.

And no communication whatsoever going forward with Allan Gore.

We don't know what he's saying or to who.

You do not talk to him.

He leaves for Kansas today anyway. There's another service tomorrow.

Yes, sir.

No, I wouldn't...

I wouldn't have a problem with that.

I don't have anything to say that I haven't already told you.

I understand.

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

What's going on?

Is there some place where we can go and talk in private,

you, me, and Bertha?

Sure. Come over here.

This is the hardest thing I've ever had to do.

I had

an affair with a woman.

And it wasn't

anything. She didn't mean anything to me.

It's over now.

It's been over for more than six months.

My God, Allan. How could you?

The reason I'm telling you this

is because I've talked to the police

and...

they tell me she is a suspect in the murder.

The woman you had an affair with?

Yes.

Her name is Candy Montgomery, and she was the woman.

They think she did it?

It seems so.

Has she been arrested?

No, I don't...

Honey, can you please just give us a few more minutes?

From what I understand, she is the main suspect.

But these recent developments have the quiet Dallas suburb on edge.

No evidence of a break-in,

you'll recall there was no sign of forced entry.

And we've been told the police consider it more than likely

that Betty Gore was murdered by someone she knew.

And now, an Eyewitness News report on the recent...

It's in the papers, too. "Female friend of Allan Gore."

What are the lawyers tellin' her?

She hasn't said.

She say anything to you?

No.

It's okay. I'll get it.

Thank you.

I'll get it.

- May I help you? - Hi.

I'm looking for Candy Montgomery.

- A reporter from where? - "The Times Herald."

And there's stuff on the television, in the newspapers.

The police are clearly talkin' to the media.

This is gonna get rougher before it gets better.

I think a little media prep would be a good idea.

Can you come to my house?

Yeah. When?

- Like, right now. - I'm on my way.

The police aren't exactly sharing,

but I can't believe they really think you did it.

And I don't think you did it.

That said,

there are three people in the world you should never lie to.

Your pastor, your doctor,

and your lawyer. So

don't lie to me, Candy. Okay?

Okay.

I think you know who did do it.

I think you're covering up somethin'.

Who are you covering for?

No one.

Candy.

The truth has a way of comin' out, and I need to be prepared for it

if I'm gonna do you any good.

Did you walk in on somethin'?

And get scared?

No.

Candy.

Allan didn't do it.

- You're sure? - Positive.

How can you be positive?

Because I did it.

What?

I did it.

I don't believe you.

She came at me.

So, I did it.

Pat doesn't know?

Of course not.

What would he do if you told him?

I don't know. He's a very

honest person.

He might tell the police for my own good.

Then, you definitely do not tell Pat.

You understand? You tell nobody.

The only person you talk to about this is me.

Also, you should know.

I talk a pretty good game in the church parking lot

but I've never tried a criminal case in my life.

I'm a personal injury guy.

You're gonna need an experienced criminal attorney.

Now, I got a young kid. His name is Robert Udashen.

Smart as hell.

But, we may need to get somebody

beyond that even.

Somebody big. 'Cause this here is...

No, I want someone that I can trust. I want you.

Candy, you need a real criminal attorney.

I want you.

Do you know who caused your wife's death?

- No. - You went outside to pet the dog?

They just got a new puppy, yes.

On or about June 13th, 1980,

are you yourself the one who caused your wife's death?

No.

After you pet the puppy,

you went into the utility room to get Alisa's swimsuit?

- Yes. - At the time your wife was killed,

were you physically present in the home?

- No. - Is that when you cut your foot?

In the utility room?

Did you plan or set up with anyone to have your wife killed?

No.

Did you cut your foot in the utility room?

I don't wanna talk about that.

- No. - I don't wanna talk

about anything that happened in that room.

No.

I don't like that you're smoking again.

Well, if someone accused you of chopping up a person

with an axe, you would maybe smoke, too.

Hey, what happened...

to that pair of thongs that you used to wear?

I gave those to the police.

No, not, not those. The other pair.

I don't know. I threw them away.

When?

A while ago. I don't know.

Why are you being so curious all of a sudden?

Maybe if I'd been a little more curious before,

we wouldn't be in this situation.

What's that supposed to mean?

It's supposed to mean what it means, Candy.

I don't like this tone.

I'm wondering if she's maybe got some split personality or something.

Have you seen signs of that before?

Never.

She's like the most normal person on the planet.

Word is Allan Gore passed his polygraph.

What are they waitin' for then?

I don't know.

I'm also hearing that Betty was universally unliked.

At the church. At the school where she taught.

They could still be running down leads, going through the process of elimination.

Come on.

Eliminating people who'd wanna take an axe to her?

How long can the list be?

Do people actually think that I'm involved in this?

Of course, they don't. The people in this town know you, Candy.

And they know that the idea of you...

It's ridiculous.

Even Pat.

But you know that I'm innocent, don't you?

- Of course, I do. - No, I couldn't do that.

- Hello? - Candy.

I'm afraid it's happenin'.

They just issued a warrant for your arrest.

Are you there?

- Yeah, I'm here. - Okay.

I'm passin' the phone to Robert. You do as he says.

Candy,

after we hang up, get yourself to Don's office right away.

We wanna have positive control over the surrender, okay?

Where's Pat?

At work.

Okay, call him.

The bond will be set for $100,000.

That means you'll need to come up with $10,000 today

to avoid you being put in jail.

We're in the process of tracking down a bail bondsman

but we need to have all that in place before we turn you in, okay?

Yeah.

Alright.

If anything, this just shows how desperate they are.

You are low-hanging fruit, that's all.

Our top story today is local housewife

Candace Lynn Montgomery is being sought this afternoon

after being charged with murder in the hacking death of Betty Gore...

Are they gonna put Mommy in jail?

We know Mommy, and we love Mommy.

We know she didn't do it.

We...

We all love her.

She lives here, for God's sake,

and she's been under investigation for a week.

If she wanted to run, she woulda done it already.

- Robert, judge's clerk on three! - Alright. Just...

I'm sorry. Give me one moment.

Hello?

Good. You're here.

Why don't you wait in the kitchen

while we sort this bond business? It could take a while.

I got Judge Ryan's clerk calling. He wants her there now.

Well, he's not gettin' her now.

He doesn't even have jurisdiction yet.

Could you take her in the kitchen?

You okay?

- Fine. - Okay. Come on.

We were told Mrs. Montgomery would be surrendering herself

but that hasn't happened yet.

Now, Mrs. Montgomery has no prior arrest record,

has a stellar reputation in the community,

and is an active member in the local church,

which makes bail a possibility, even in a gruesome murder such as this.

We are not delaying, Your Honor. We're just having a problem with the bond,

which should resolve itself any moment.

Look, given the hour, maybe it makes sense to bring Mrs. Montgomery in the morning.

Oh, bullshit. I don't give a damn how late the hour is.

Get Crowder on the phone in a hurry!

Yes, sir.

He'd like to speak to you.

It's Judge Ryan.

How we doin', Judge?

Crowder, what the hell you trying to pull?

- We're working on the bond. - Bullshit.

And what do you even care?

This is not in your court or any court.

This is still a sheriff's matter. We will have her up there.

Well, you better.

Like, right now if you know what's good for you.

Fat fuck.

Hey, we better get her up there.

Pissing off a district judge is not what we need.

You go and I'll stay here and lock down the bond. Fat fuck.

Candy.

I made cookies.

It's time.

So, why isn't Don coming?

It's a bit "all hands on deck."

This will just be an arraignment.

You won't have to do anything or say anything.

We'll enter a plea of not guilty, have a brief discussion of bail.

We should be in and out in 20 minutes.

Okay.

Oh, shit.

What's all this?

This would be us.

Oh, my God.

What's gonna happen?

Say nothing and stick by my side. I'm gonna pull into the sally port,

and they'll close the door down

- after the public. Okay? - Okay.

- Just do not open your door. - Okay.

Follow me.

Candace Lynn Montgomery?

You are under arrest.

You're under arrest for the offense of murder.

You have the right to remain silent.

Are you kidding me?

Anything you say can and will be used against you.

You have the right to an attorney.

- No, you can't go with her. - What? Why not?

You gotta go through the main entrance.

Don't talk to anybody!

Take off your shirt and hand it to me.

Alright, now take off your pants, and hand them to me.

Now, take off your bra.

They fucked us.

She's in jail!?

They wouldn't accept our bond.

Don, Don, you told me you would get her out.

- Pat. - You told me!

Robert negotiated the terms of surrender with the sheriff and the DA.

They didn't do what we agreed to do.

Why? Why the hell not?

Because they're assholes, and they wanted to make a grand showing.

The bond came from Dallas County. Technically,

they have the right to refuse

an out-of-county bond, and that's what they did.

Oh, my God!

We will have her out first thing, I promise you.

They want a war? We'll give it to 'em.

She reportedly was having an affair with Betty Gore's husband, Allan Gore.

She was also the last person to see Betty Gore alive.

And we're being told the bloody thumbprint from the freezer door

is a match with the suspect.

Be with me.

- Elaine? - Hey, Allan.

I'm dropping off.

The food, remember? I called.

It's my turn tomorrow,

- but I'll be out of town. - Yes, yes.

- Yeah. - Thank you.

Well, I'll leave you to it.

Anyone who has looked at this crime for more than five minutes knows

it had to be performed by a man.

Candy Montgomery couldn't even lift an axe like that,

much less swing it.

What do you think happened then?

Well, we got a number of people we're investigating.

I'm not at liberty to use any names,

but I'll say this right now.

The case against Candy Montgomery is one big pile of wet hooey.

I'm not sure talking to the media like that is a good idea.

The police are talkin'. We need to keep pace.

It could backfire.

Are you lookin' at these newspapers?

She's suddenly the Scarlet Woman!

The brazen, axe-wielding hussy!

If we don't stay ahead of that,

she's gonna be as good as convicted

by the time we call the first witness!

Candace Montgomery surrendered to authorities last night

with a curious, bewildering smile.

She had been a suspect for more than a week.

Her lawyer and the Collin County DA

struck an agreement allowing her to turn herself in.

Bond was set at $100,000.

Here's the thing about trials.

They're fuck-fests.

Both sides trying to fuck each other over.

It's not cat and mouse, it's not a chess game,

and it's not civil.

I'm not going to go gently on them and, full disclosure,

I won't be treading lightly on you.

If we're gonna win this, I need to take over,

and you need to do everything I tell you.

- Okay. - First thing, lose some weight.

I want you as small as possible.

I'm not exactly sure what my legal strategy will be yet,

but I want the full menu available,

including, "Look how tiny she is.

"She couldn't possibly have overtaken Betty Gore and swung an axe that big."

You also need to change your hair.

Somethin' more conservative.

I'll choose your wardrobe.

And this is a big one.

No matter how tough you think you are, I don't want you acting tough.

I'll be the tough guy. You'll be the mousy housewife.

The mother. The singer in the church choir.

Speaking of that, no more in that choir

- till after this is over. - That choir is my salvation.

Pick another one.

You are being very aggressive with me.

You're damn right I am.

I don't feel I got the whole picture here.

There's the Candy Montgomery I know,

and the one who chopped up Betty Gore.

She. Came. At me!

Robert thinks it's a good idea for you to meet with a psychiatrist.

His name is Dr. Fred Fason, outta Houston.

Houston? I can't go to Houston!

Yes, you can!

For me to help you,

I need to know exactly what I'm dealing with.

Which, right now, I don't.

He also wants to change venue.

He thinks Galveston.

Galveston?

Or Port Arthur. Just

someplace where people are more used to murder.

Okay.

What's he saying about the case? The strategy?

He doesn't want me to talk about it.

What do you mean?

He doesn't want me to talk about it.

- Not even with me? - No, not with anyone.

And honestly, Pat, I don't want to. I'm so tired.

I'm just gonna turn this whole matter over to God and Don

and just not talk about it with anybody else.

Candy, I am your husband. You need to talk to me.

Do you know what I need?

I need to follow my lawyer's advice.

He's in charge. Don Crowder. And God.

In case you haven't noticed, I'm not doing too good.

I know, baby. And I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

We will get through this.

I'm not exactly sure how, but we will.

She's gonna need the support of this congregation.

I still can't believe it.

Every worshipper here is a potential character witness

and knows the idea of her doing this is bullshit.

And Ron...

- it ain't just gonna be Candy. - What do you mean?

This church will be put on trial.

Lucas Methodist will never survive a murder conviction

against one of its congregants.

But

we just built our new sanctuary.

God knows Candy couldn't have done this.

The congregation needs to understand that God knows this.

The pastor is the one that needs to tell 'em.

I understand.

The courtroom is already packed with those lucky enough to get in.

Of course, the lawyers and members of the media are present,

but one person not in that room today is the defendant, Candy Montgomery.

For pretrial motions, in this case, change of venue,

her attendance is not required.

And we're being told that not only is she not here,

she's not even in the jurisdiction.

Alright now. Before we get to the matter of venue,

y'all better listen to me.

Been a little too much jabberin' by both sides

to the newspapers and whatnot.

I don't wanna see or hear or read anything in the media

that has Don Crowder's name to it, Robert Udashen's name to it,

Tom O'Connell's, Jack Pepper,

anyone involved in the prosecution of this case.

And if I do,

I'ma put you in jail.

And then you're gonna have to try your lawsuit

from a cell block.

Show's over, gentlemen.

And if you want to test me,

I invite it.

Now, on venue.

Mr. Crowder, I've seen your papers, and I am not impressed.

Actually, Judge, those papers are meant to be read.

If you look closely, you'll see words on 'em,

arranged in a particular order, even.

- What are you doing? - I'm not gonna let him walk all over us.

Fat fuck.

I've already got half a mind to bounce you from this whole deal.

On what grounds?

On the grounds you're outta your league some.

What business do you have taking on a criminal case,

especially one of this magnitude?

I'm here because my client hired me. As is her right.

Maybe we could kick off with that little refresher.

Criminal defendants get rights.

- Tread carefully, Mr. Crowder. - Come on, Don.

This trial should not be held in Collin County.

I would think you'd beg for it. Folks here might know

your client to have a modicum of goodness.

To the rest of the nation, she's an axe murderer.

And what is she to you, Judge?

I just call balls and strikes.

And it's strike one on you right now.

The defense called a total of seven witnesses,

submitted nine sworn affidavits, and, without exception,

they all testified that every living, breathing person

in Collin County with access to a radio, TV, or newspaper

thinks Candy Montgomery to be guilty of murder.

In the end, Judge Ryan felt that they would be able

to ignore their preconceived opinions, and he denied the motion to change venue.

I'm not running a beauty pageant. I'm not running for God.

I'm Tom Ryan.

Don doesn't like him one bit, and I'm beginnin' to see why.

What is this trip to Houston about?

They want her to meet with some psychiatrist.

I don't, I don't know exactly why.

Well, what's Candy tellin' you?

She doesn't wanna talk about it.

That doesn't make sense, Pat.

I don't wanna put pressure on her.

Is she guilty of this?

No.

- No. - You have doubts.

Questions, maybe.

- Like? - Like,

why would she throw away her thongs?

Why can't she discuss the case with me?

And

why did she have cuts and bruises all over her?

Did you ask her about those things?

No, I can't. Any time I...

What'd I miss?

I don't understand why you have to be so secretive.

Oh gosh, I told you, Pat.

It's because the lawyers want it that way.

Candy!

You oughta be more open with Pat. And me, for that matter.

Is there anything that happened that day you haven't told us about?

I did not murder Betty Gore.

You and I are back-door friends.

I did not do it.

Everybody thinks I'm a monster.

My former pastor, maybe my husband.

I don't know how much more of this I can take, Don.

Candy, let's first secure your freedom,

then we can worry about what folks think of you.

I have to tell Pat. He knows I'm not being honest.

For today, our focus is Dr. Fason.

I don't know what's so special about this Dr. Fason.

He can help us win at trial,

which makes him special to me, and I would think to you.

What exactly do I tell him?

I told you. You tell him everything.

Which includes the room.

You have to tell him everything that happened in that room.

Hello.

Hi.

Did you see that?

I'm a sideshow!

It's not right!

It's not right that I'm being kept in the dark!

She's gonna fall apart!

I can't help her if I don't know what's going on!

It's lawyer-client privilege, Pat.

I'm her goddamn husband!

I want you to pick a point out on the wall.

Focus on it.

Now, take a deep breath.

Filling your chest. Good.

Slowly let the air out, completely emptying your lungs.

Very good. Again.

Deep breath in.

Slowly let the air out, completely emptying the lungs.

Everything here is safe.

Calm.

Peaceful.

As you relax, your eyes may feel heavy and want to close.

That's okay. Let them drift and fall.

Listen to your body.

You are in complete control of this time.

You really think this will help?

I have no idea.

It can't hurt.

We're going to go back to June 13.

When you went into Betty Gore's utility room.

When I snap my fingers, you will begin re-experiencing

and relating that time as you go through it.

One.

Two.

Three.

What's happening, Candy?

You can tell me.

When I reach the count of three,

your thoughts and your feelings will get stronger and stronger.

Stronger and stronger

and stronger. So strong,

you will have to verbalize them and express them.

One.

Two. So strong, you will have to get them out.

Three. Let them out.

What's that you're feeling, Candy?

Hate.

Okay.

You hate her.

Express your feelings.

Stronger and stronger.

I hate her.

Say it loud.

I hate her.

Louder.

I hate her!

She's ruined my whole life.

Look at this.

I hate her!

I hate her!

When I count to three,

I want you to go back in time to when she's shoving you.

You're in the utility room, and she's shoving you. Just relax.

One.

Two.

Three.

What's happening now?

Go through it.

Feeling's very strong.

You hear that?

She sounds like a wounded animal.

I don't want him.

- You can't have him! - No.

The feelings are getting stronger.

I don't want him!

Why are you doing this?

Betty!

What is she doing now? Tell me, Candy.

You.

Stop! You stop!

Stop! Stop it! Stop!

Stop!

- What the hell? - Should we go in there?

Oh, no.

It's okay.

It's over now.

You're okay.

You can't do that.

Candy, do you ever recall being this mad before?

Maybe when you were little?

Let's go back in time.

One. Back in time. Two.

Three.

- How old are you, Candy? - Four.

Four years old.

Why are you so mad?

Why so mad?

What will they think of you in the waiting room?

Stop crying. Shh!

And how does it feel when she says "shh"?

I wanna scream.

Candy, on the count of three,

- you're gonna scream all you want. One. - I can't.

You can. Two.

Three.

Is this real?

Could she be faking?

Candy, on three, you will feel no pain.

You are incapable of feeling any pain whatsoever.

One, two, three.

On three, you will feel very, very cold.

Very cold. One. Two.

Three.

Look there.

You ever know anyone to fake a goosebump?

Well, what did he say?

That

you snapped.

That you're not a sociopath.

You, you just snapped.

So, what exactly did you talk about?

Just all kinds of this and that.

Honestly, I'm not really sure of the point.

I'm just glad to be back.

Can you eat your Brussels sprouts, young man?

You, too, missy.

Can Alisa still come for sleepovers?

Of course, she can, sweetie. She's still your best friend, right?

It would be nice to have Alisa over. I bet she misses you.

I'll get it.

Hello?

Pat, it's Don Crowder.

Don't say anything. Just listen for a bit, okay?

Candy says you wanna know the truth about everything.

I'm thinking that's a good idea.

So I'm gonna tell you what happened.

- Is that okay, Pat? - Yes. Yeah, that's fine.

I'm gonna tell you exactly.

Mom?

- What's gonna happen? - Well

there will just be a little trial.

And they will present evidence and so forth.

And then, the jury will find that

I'm innocent.

And we can all go back to being a normal family.

- Wouldn't that be fun? - Yes.