All language subtitles for Saving Grace s02e13 So Whas the Purpose of a Platypus.eng

[Country On Stereo]

- It's not hideous.
- It's hideous.

- You'll look beautiful.
- I'm not wearin' it.

You have to.

- I'm not wearin' it.
- That's what a maid of honor does.

- Now, get over it and try it on.
- I say we order a pizza and tell Doug and Maggie to elope.

Grace Pauline,
you go try this dress on right now.

Oh! Don't forget the shoes.

- [Hisses]
- Oh!

Geez!

She'll be fine.

- [Cell Phone Rings]
- I don't know.

- She has to wear it.
- I don't know.

- I thought you agreed with me.
- I just wanna see her in the dress.

[Man On TV]
The lioness stalks alone.

And when the time is right,
she attacks ferociously.

- The adult wildebeest-
- [Barks]

He says except for these violent parts,
it's his favorite show.

You know, Clay's startin' to do that
nervous thing again, you know?

Weddin's on his mind too.

[Whimpering, Grunting]

Well, it ain't that bad.

Maybe you can talk to Maggie,
see if you can pick out another dress.

I didn't wanna wear the dress
Mary Frances picked out either.

But you did.
You even put your hair up in a bun.

Only place I could hide my cigs.

Looked awful grown up for a 12-year-old.
Come on.

Up you go.

- You're gonna look real sparkly.
- Will you come?

Gotta see if my tux still fits.

[Man On TV]
The mother lion takes care to satisfy her-

- What are you gonna wear?
- Don't know, Paige.

- My mother wants us all in lavender.
- [Cell Phone Rings]

It was Mary Frances's favorite color.
Of course...

that's easy to say when you're on a cruise
halfway around the globe.

Lavender is not a popular color this season.

- [Door Opens]
- [Gasps]

Oh.

[Snickering, Laughing]

[Laughing Continues]

[Acoustic Guitar]

[Man]
So pretty and, oh, so bold

Got a heart full of gold on a lonely road

- She said, "I don't even
think that God can save me" - Save me

Am I gaining ground
Am I losing face

Have I lost and found my saving grace

Thankful for the gift my angels gave me

Hey. Maggie got a pretty good cut
on her scalp, but she's okay.

- Robbery?
- Yeah. She was hyperventilating.

- Don't know the full story yet.
- What's with the bat?

I don't know. But it is Maggie's.
She kept it under the counter.

It's hard not to like a woman that swings
a Louisville Slugger instead of aluminum.

[Exhales]
I thought he was gonna kill me, Grace.

I thought I was gonna die.
I was scared. I was so scared.

I know. It's okay. You're okay.

I spilled tomato juice.
That's why I needed the mop.

Okay. Just breathe. Deep breaths.

He came out of nowhere.

Okay if I ask her a few questions?

- Did you see his face?
- Mmm-

Yes, but not really. In-In the mirror.

He was- He was white, tall, thin.

- Was he wearing gloves?
- No. [Sniffles]

L- He must've been hiding
in the storage closet.

L-I didn't lock it when I put the mop back.

Maggie, this is not your fault.

Tell me where you were,
what you were doing.

I was behind the bar.
It was- It was about 3:00.

I heard this noise out back,
so- so I got my bat.

- 28-ounce?
- No, it's a 30, 'cause if I connect, he's not gettin' up.

But-But he- he had a gun.

And he pointed the-

What did the noise sound like?

[Sniffles]

It, um- It sounded like, um...

- a door opening.
- Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

And, um- Oh, I was upset.

- I was- I was so upset with Doug.
- Doug?

He calls when we close so he knows I'm safe.

But I hung up on him 'cause
we were having a fight, 'cause he said-

he said he's having second thoughts.

- I didn't want to get married in two weeks.
- Of course.

He was the one who was rushing it.

- Now he says I'm pushing him.
- [Man] You can't go in therel

Stop himl

- Shit. Ham.
- Sugar.

- Hold on, Doug. You can't come in.
- No, I need to see her!

- This is a crime scene.
- Are you okay?

- I'm okay.
- Let me talk to her!

- You gotta calm down, man.
- Grace!

Doug, you gotta calm down. She's gotta go
to the hospital. You can meet her there.

- Where's Clay?
- With Paige.

Maggie's fine. Meet her at St. Anthony's.

- I'm sorry, babe!
- I love you!

I'm gonna ride in the ambulance with you.
Be right there.

He took her wallet too.

And all her tips,
except for a roll of quarters.

Doug's thinking about calling off the wedding.

Okay, Louie's was empty by 2:10.
Maggie cleaned up, stocked the beer cooler.

She had a fight with Doug on the phone.
Hung up on him at 2:23 a.m.

- He's gonna be kicking himself
over that for a while. - She was counting her tips.

Heard a door click open.
Picked up the bat.

Walked to the back door. Door was locked.

- Maggie was jumped from behind,
gun to her head. - What kind of gun?

- She never saw it, just felt it.
- Hi, Ben.

- Those our sketches?
- I printed up 200.

Thank you, Ben.
Make sure you tell Sgt. Justi.

Yes, ma'am.

- Son of 172.
- Leon Cooley's kid?

Please keep all syringes out of sight,
and no execution pools.

This looks a little bit like you, Benny.

Okay, storage closet is here.
She unlocked it.

Got a mop out.
Didn't lock it when she put the mop back.

Slips inside, closes the door, waits.

Makes his move when he hears
Maggie get off the phone.

Drags her to the cash register,
cleaned it out. Got her wallet.

Told her...

"You call the cops,
and I come back and kill you."

- How'd she get the wound on her scalp?
- He shoved her into the edge...

of the cigarette machine- eight stitches.

- Call came in at 2:28.
- Maggie said that he smelled like grease.

- What, like cooking grease?
- Like a mechanic.

Distribute this sketch to
gas stations and repair shops.

Check with Robbery. What about his voice?

- Deep.
- What about his threat?

- I will be fine.
- Whoever did this...

has your driver's license, knows your address.

- You're not goin' back to your apartment!
- I'll sleep in my truck.

- Cab is almost as nice as my bedroom.
- Not doin' that either.

I'll park right outside your house.

- I can't stay with you.
- Why not?

Because we don't know what we're doin'.

- I know that I love you.
- I love you too. But we can't do this to Clay.

- I'll step up patrol outside your apartment.
- What if Clay stays with you?

Hey, we're not sendin' your son packing so
that I can move in with you.

Then I'll move in with you.
You're not staying by yourself.

Maggie can stay with me.

- Genius!
- Thank you!

You could see what kind of mother
she would be to Clay.

- Is she patient?
- Can she cook?

- Is she kind?
- Does she take medication?

- There you go.
- But only for a couple days. So I gotta find this guy.

I'm concentrating on the bat and the door
to the storage room...

which means about 50 smudged prints
instead of a thousand.

[Cell Phone Buzzing]

Maggie's phone.

Let the research begin.

Hello?

You got it wrong.

- What was that?
- Deep voice.

- What did he say?
- "You went to the cops. Now I'm gonna have to kill you."

This is to change channels.
And then these ones are for the volume.

- If you want menu, you, um-
- Oh- Okay, okay.

So on and off, volume, channel-
It's good.

- Gimme.
- I really appreciate this, Grace.

Do you want somethin'to eat?

No, I'm fine.
Oh, but I need your restroom.

Right in the hallway, and then left.

- [Door Closes]
- Do you think we should wait to get married?

Honest opinion.

- Yes.
- Why?

Clay.

Maggie knows that Clay is your sister's child.

And she knows that she's not his mom.
Not even his aunt.

- But she wants to be his friend.
- Well-

A little more time.
I just don't see what it could hurt.

- So you'd wait?
- Yes.

No, you wouldn't. You'd dive headfirst.

And if he wasn't sure,
and you knew that you were soul mates-

I'd wait until he was sure.

Something made you put the brakes on.

- What was it?
- You got a tape of Clay's baptism party?

- Somewhere.
- Watch it.

- I did. I saw Mary Frances.
- [Toilet Flushing]

Saw her smile, heard her laugh.

Holding Clay, holding court.

Then Maggie gets hurt.
I can't take it. I don't want to lose her.

- You won't.
- She's got a dress picked out. She's got one for you too.

Taking a dress back to a store,
not a problem.

I don't know what to do.

You think I should wait?

Yes.

Maggie can stay with me long as it takes
for us to catch this guy.

- She's safe.
- [Door Opens]

- Hey.
- If you need anything, call.

Patrol's gonna be driving by all day.

I'm gonna stick around for a while.
Thanks, Grace.

The call to Maggie's cell
came from a phone booth on Santa Fe...

outside an auto parts place.

Uh, no video cameras. Thanks.

- I need the coins, Bobby.
- Perry's working on a warrant.

How long did you know Marissa before
you asked her to marry you?

- First date.
- First date?

And the second, third.

Took her a year to succumb to
my charming ways.

[Chuckling]

We were together four years before
Ronnie proposed. He did it at Bedlam.

Sweet!

- He was waiting for OSU to beat OU.
- Oh, don't say it.

When he finally realized
that we would've never gotten married-

That was 19 years ago.

1990. We lost 31-17.

[Door Chimes Tingle]

Ladies inside throw you a parade?

They're havin' a baby shower. Got three hits
off the sketch. Three different I.D.'s.

Why do you have four phone numbers?

Any of these names match the fingerprints
you got at Louie's?

We got Maggie, Louie
and two unidentified sets of prints...

- off the storage room door.
- Mmm.

What happened to your clothes?

Am I gonna need clothes where I'm goin'?

No. You look tired.

Can't sleep.

Been havin' dreams about Hanadarko.

About that damn car of hers.

About dyin'.
I don't have time for this shit, Earl.

I got a decision to make.

My "30-Day Information Packet" tells me so.

It walks me through
my last 30 days on this earth.

Next chapter's the best.

For 13 days, I've been tryin' to figure
out what I want for my last meal.

They give us a whole 15 bucks to spend.

And it's gotta be lunch, not dinner,
'cause the party starts at 6:00.

My last meal.

Last supper.

Damn! My own last supper.

- Did you know Jimmy Dell?
- Can't say that I did, Leon.

168th person the state of Oklahoma executed.

June 26, 2007. His last supper...

was hot spicy chicken, two slices
of sausage pizza with extra cheese.

Terry Lynn Short- 170.

Just got 10 pieces of fried chicken.

I guess on June 17, 2008,
that's all he wanted.

JesseJames Cullen was 171,
September 25, 2008.

Got a bucketful of fried chicken-
drumsticks- and a chocolate milk shake.

He also wanted four tacos, but there
wasn't enough money for the tacos.

And for dessert,
we all get the same thing-

three needles, three drugs.

Have you ever lost anyone like this before?

I have not. And you ain't lost.

[Sighs Deeply] I was hoping you knew
somethin' about what was in them needles.

[Smacks Lips]
Don't want no surprises.

[Knocking]

- Johnny!
- No, no. I know. I'm not supposed to be in here.

- What's wrong?
- I need you to see something.

Stop. We passed a milestone.

- Did you see this?
- Yeah.

- 10,000 letters!
- I know.

Make that 10,003.
My neighbors made me promise...

to deliver these
to the parole board in person.

Let's pray your neighbors don't change
their mind when they see this.

- What is it?
- A friend at Channel 8...

wanted me to see it
before it airs statewide.

Leon Cooley, 13 years ago.

See?

[Rhetta Groans]

- Where did you find-
- He wouldn't tell me anything.

Ben.

Ben!

Ben?

Hey.

[Sniffles]

I know your dad.

I consider him a friend.

How did you know him?

We met through another friend.

They're gonna kill him in 17 days.

My preacher says we have to...
pray for a miracle.

Let's do that.

Let's you and I pray for a miracle.

- Robbery have anything?
- No.

- It takes balls to rob a cop bar.
- It could've been a random hit.

- Guy staked the place out.
- Hid in the closet.

- Had a plan, executed it.
- Feel like going out to dinner tonight?

Yeah, sure.

- Guy can't be a junkie.
- Junkie doesn't get your I.D., track down your phone number.

- Junkie doesn't call you, try to scare you.
- Junkie just wants his next hit.

- Yeah.
- So who does?

- A psycho.
- Why?

- He's playing a game.
- But he wanted the money. Went straight to the register.

- Even took her tips.
- No mask, no gloves.

It doesn't feel right.

- Hey, you.
- See you inside.

Will you sign this? I know you guys are
usually for the death penalty.

I am too.
But you know about Ben's dad, right?

- Yeah.
- Well, I'm getting signatures for the parole board.

It says,
"Please do not kill Ben Cooley's dad."

Will you sign it?

- [Cell Phone Rings]
- Yeah.

[Doug]
There's no explanation for that, you know?

He came back for her.
He kicked in the door, tried to kill her.

- Tell me what happened.
- I was taking a nap.

Somebody was knocking on the door,
and Gus went crazy.

I started to open the door, and he must've
kicked it in 'cause I was flat on my back.

- What did Gus do?
- Thank God for Gus. He went after him.

He saved my life.
Guy couldn't get out ofhere fast enough.

- I got here just after that happened.
- So Gussy was a hero?

- All right, I'll call the paramedics.
- I'm okay.

You sure?

Doug, give us a few minutes.
I need to get her formal statement.

I need to get one from you too.
He's the first witness on the scene.

- [Exhales]
- [Door Closes]

- Can I get you anything?
- No.

- Aspirin?
- I'm okay.

Some mouthwash to rinse the taste of that
bullshit coming out of your mouth?

[Mock Sobbing]
Please, Gus!

Help me, pleasel

Help, Gussy!

[Sobs]
God, I'm- I'm sorry.

- For what?
- I know who's doing this to me.

It's a guy I hooked up with for a night
before I met Doug.

And now, he's stalking me.

- I didn't want Doug to know.
- What's his name?

Rusty.

- Last name.
- I don't know.

Well, what-what happened at Louie's?

Everything I said. He came out of
the closet, and he took the money.

- Said he'd been watching me.
- How'd he end up here?

- Must've been following me.
- I would've seen him if he was following you.

- Please don't tell Doug.
- You are. Doug!

We have wasted a full day on your bullshit,
and I still don't know what's true!

Start talking.

[Lighter Clatters]

[Sighs]

- [Helicopter Blades Whirring]
- [Sirens Wailing]

- Mary Frances.
- I brought you a present.

What is it? What is it?

[Gasps]
Oh!

- [Whimpering]
- It's a puppy.

Oh, goodness!

[Laughing]

That's Clay's hungry cry.

[Fussing, Crying]

- Take him. He's hungry.
- Feed him.

- I can't.
- Sure, you can.

Feeding a baby's just like holding a football.

With teeth.

Place your fingers below your breast.

- Just-
- Ah! Ah!

Skin to skin.

Pull him close, Grace.

[Whimpers]

[Groaning]

[Groans]

Can you check this pillow for semen?

How many girlfriends get to start off
their conversations like that?

Is that your pillow?

- I think Maggie had sex on my couch.
- And you're gonna bust Doug?

I'm not sure it is Doug's.

Okay. Start from the beginning,
and don't leave anything out.

Maggie says she met
Rusty at Edna's Diner eight weeks ago.

They spent the night in the cab of her truck
listening to Peter Frampton's Greatest Hits.

Who knew Frampton
had that many hours of greatest hits?

Did she find out anything about this guy,
you know, like what he did for a living?

He said he worked for
the city on a road crew. I checked.

There's no road crew employee named Rusty.

We might be looking for a married man.
Fake name, fake job.

- Couldn't take her home.
- Stalkers call over and over.

- He only called Maggie once.
Have we dumped her cell phone? - Yeah.

We're runnin' the numbers.
But the only consistent caller is Doug.

- How does he feel about all this?
- He cried, she cried.

He forgave her. Said he still loved her.

- It's not like they were dating.
- I know.

- Maggie hadn't even met Doug.
- I know, I know.

- It makes sense she didn't wanna tell him.
- Look, I'm the last person...

who's gonna call anyone out
on a one-night stand.

He turns out to be crazy, makes you
lie about what happened.

I get it.
I just don't know if I buy it.

Do your light thing.

Oh, shit.

- You think it could be Rusty's?
- I don't know.

I don't know what's going on.

Maggie watched a video of Mary Frances-
Clay's baptism party.

It makes sense. She's curious.

She should've asked you, though.
Did she ask you if she could watch it?

No. She didn't ask if she could screw
on my couch either.

- You gotta talk to Doug.
- Or get his D.N.A.

If they fooled around,
he's just gonna be embarrassed.

And if they didn't, he'll be crushed.

Ah, forget this shit. I'm gonna ask him.

Doug, did you and Maggie
have sex on my couch?

Mmm.

One night together,
and he starts stalking her?

Maggie ran into him at the store, gas station.
Didn't think anything about it.

A week ago, she sees him at Penn Square.

He asks her out. She told him she was engaged.
Things got weird.

- Does he even look like this?
- Well, Maggie says yes.

But today, she realized
his eyes are green, not blue.

What about those three names
you got from the auto parts business?

Larry Von Iden,
Billy Sloane, and Morton Yearly.

Yearly came up with three aliases.
So obviously, I'm checking his ass out.

- And where's Maggie now?
- She's still at Grace's house.

She says she's gonna get a bigger bat
and go back to work tonight.

- Why open the door to your stalker?
- He asked her to hear him out.

Said he'd leave her alone. So when she unlocked
the door, he charged in. They struggled.

- Then Doug drove up.
- Did she know Doug was on his way over?

- Yeah. He called 10 minutes before the attack.
- Sounds familiar.

Same thing happened at Louie's.
Maggie talks to Doug. Hangs up. Rusty attacks.

And Rusty just shows up
on Grace's doorstep.

- There's no way we were followed.
- [Rhetta] Whoever called Maggie...

from the pay phone on Santa Fe...

may have used one of
her Oklahoma quarters.

And... I got a print off of it.

[Grace]
Morton Yearly.

Questioned in Galveston,
New Orleans and New York. All cons.

Also suspected of setting up a Web site
after 9/11 for donations.

Took in almost 15,000
to spread the word of Christ...

so the wrath of God doesn't strike again.

In New Orleans, after Katrina, he worked
with an unknown female accomplice.

Took in $20,000 from the wrong old lady.

Said he was a contractor. Did two years.

In Galveston, he was questioned for
posing as a FEMA worker...

and was seen with an unknown
female accomplice.

- [Ham] Shit!
- What?

New York newspaper, May, 2003.

Son of a 9/11 victim went missing.

Cops think a ransom was paid by the family.
The kid was safely returned.

They questioned Morton Yearly.
Never charged him.

Where's Clay? Has anyone seen Clay?

You need to sleep, Leon.

When I go to sleep, all I see is Hanadarko.
What's going on?

- I don't know.
- I don't want chicken.

I'm thinkin' spaghetti with garlic toast.

- You know they put a diaper on me?
- Why won't you put that down?

I told you, I don't want no surprises.
Three men, each with a needle.

The first guy fills his with, uh,
sodium thiopental.

It's supposed to paralyze me.
Better knock my ass out.

Second needle is, uh...

- vecer-vecra-
- Vecuronium bromide.

It'll stop your breathin'.
Third needle stops your heart.

- Do you trust Allah?
- I'm not worried about my soul.

Benjamin's coming to visit me next week.

- I know.
- After that...

I want his mother to take him
out of town for a while.

Earl?

Yeah?

- You gonna be there?
- Before and after, Leon.

Ham's staying on Maggie.
Looks like she's running errands.

Did you put out a BOLO on Morton Yearly?

Oh, yeah. Bobby and Butch are talking to
the woman who recognized the sketch.

- Airlines, bus, train?
- All covered.

- Hey, Doug.
- Where's Clay?

- I don't know.
- Bullshit!

"Thanks for the surprise, Dad.
Tell Aunt Grace thanks too.

See you in a couple days. Clay."

- She kidnapped my son.
- Grace?

- I'm not telling him.
- So you do know where he is?

- Are you gonna do something about this?
- Look at this guy.

Morton Yearly.

He's a con man, a tragedy stalker.
We think Maggie's working with him.

- What the hell are you talkin' about?
- Stories didn't add up.

We can connect her to this guy.
Have you ever seen him?

- No!
- You need to close your bank accounts.

Check your money.
And don't let Maggie know about this, Doug.

You do, you're putting Clay's life at risk.

- Where is my son?
- I don't know.

- Where is he?
- I don't know.

Arrest her.

[Cell Door Slams Shut]

Looks like we're all behind bars now.

You, me, Leon.

- How's he doin'?
- Scared.

I would be too. It's not gonna work.

- What?
- Ben.

Making him a Police Explorer,
making him a friend of Clay's.

I thought that was genius.

Everything God does amazes me.

Like the moment I first realized
the purpose of the platypus.

Lays eggs, has a bill, webbed feet.

But it ain't a bird or a reptile.

It's a mammal with fur.

Suckles its young and swims.
I just love that.

So what's the purpose of the platypus?

Makes no sense at all. But there it is.

The governor is not gonna grant
Leon Cooley clemency.

Don't tell Rhetta and Johnny that.

It's all starting to unfold, Grace.

Things working here you and I
got no control over.

- I thought we'd have our dinner date tonight.
- [Chuckling]

Yeah. Last night was a bit of a bust.

We got eyes on Maggie?

- Yep.
- You gotta get me outta here, man.

- Look, Doug's not backing off.
- Theta with cheese.

Thank you. He's gonna do this.

He's gonna file
kidnapping charges against me.

Well, Perry's trying to stall the paperwork.
But Doug is pissed, man.

He figures you know where Clay is,
or you'd bend these bars with your teeth...

to get out and find him.

Mmm. Butch and Bobby get anything?

Got the bar where Morton Yearly hangs out.

- [Laughing]
- [Chuckles]

How long you think before Doug
says something to Maggie?

- A day.
- Yeah, he ask her about Morton Yearly.

- Maggie's in the wind, on to her next con.
- What she doing with Doug?

- With Clay.
- Katrina, 9/11, Galveston-

- Murrah Building.
- Yeah. Well, we need proof. We need the scam.

We have enough to get a warrant,
get inside Maggie's apartment?

- Doubt it.
- Yeah, I doubt it. Not even worth trying, right?

- [Laughing]
- Right.

[Both Laughing]

It's called the
"30-Day Information Packet."

Page one asks...

who I want to call before I die.

I have to list their name
and phone numbers.

If I get it wrong, I can't call 'em.

What's your sister's phone number?

I can't give you that.

- What's her phone number?
- I'll give you my number. - And mine.

- Tell her I need to see her.
- Why?

On page two...

I'm listing her as
a visitor on my last day.

- Will you tell her?
- Yes.

Leon, in about an hour,
we're meeting with the parole board.

We have over 15,000 letters of support.

Please. Please reconsider
making a video statement.

My fate is in the hands of Allah.

- Leave it there.
- As a man of God, Leon...

I believe that every minute we've got
to argue for your life...

is exactly what Allah wants us to do.

- Have you been through this before?
- Yes, I have.

- Will I suffer? Does it hurt?
- I don't know.

I do know that it hurts the hearts
and the souls of people watching.

Ms. Rodriguez, there's one thing
that you can do for me...

on page seven.

Read it.

"For my last meal, I, Leon Cooley...

"want two Thetas with cheese,
onion rings...

and an ice-cold root beer."

Um- May I?

Uh, Leon.

This page is blank.

Would you allow me the honor
of taking care of your body?

- We didn't need a warrant after all.
- No?

Someone seems to have gotten into Maggie's
apartment before I did. The door was wide open.

- Well, that must've alarmed you.
- I was concerned somebody may be injured.

- What did you find?
- Well, she had Doug's bank information...

insurance policies, and all this.

This is the names of everyone killed in
New Orleans from Katrina.

And these are their
surviving family members.

Shit.

Look at that.

All 2,974 victims from 9/11.

Articles on how much money their families
received. Some of them got millions.

This is everyone killed
in the Murrah building.

These articles are about their families.

- That's exactly what Doug did.
- What?

After Mary Frances was killed,
he tripled his life insurance policy...

to make sure if something happened to him,
Clay would be taken care of.

What if Doug got married,
and something happened to him?

His wife could end up with the money.
Let's go.

- You gotta stay.
- No.

No.

Shit, Ham!

Butch, Bobby and me, we got eyes on Maggie.
We'll find Yearly.

How do you guys do this?
How do you drive 15 minutes and not talk?

What-Wait-Why are you doing this?

Hey! What'd I do? What'd I do?

Someone help me, pleasel

Not bad.

- What's going on?
- This is much better than going to a movie.

- What?
- Watching you.

- Watching me what?
- Please tell me at least Doug's blow job was real.

Grace, I know you're upset
'cause Doug's getting married.

Wrong. I'm upset because
Doug wanted to marry you...

- and you turned out to be a real piece of shit.
- Why?

Because I had a life before I met Doug?

Look, I'm sorry if you don't feel that I'm
good enough for Doug, but Doug loves me.

And you're just gonna
have to get used to it.

Ah! A new color to the character
of Maggie appears.

Tough-talking victim.

Let's change roles again.
I'll be prosecutor, and you be defendant.

How many times you come into a city...

after some tragedy and preyed on someone
who lost a loved one?

How many times have you worked your way
into a community?

Become part of his friends, his family,
his children's lives?

- What are you talking about?
- Was this a big one? A big con?

You know, Morton put months into this.

You think I don't know
this is being recorded?

Your pathetic attempt to get me to admit
to something I didn't do?

- Recorded? Nothing here's being recorded.
- Bullshit.

If it was, would I do this?

Or this?

Hey.

Or this?

- What are you doin'?
- Offering you a deal. Help me set up your lover.

- My lover?
- Morton Yearly.

I got his D.N.A. All over my couch.

Otherwise, you both go down for felony fraud,
robbery, breaking and entering.

We'll come up with some more.
Won't be hard.

Or we find him on our own,
and we will, and offer him the same deal.

- Okay.
- Good.

Now what?

Now you make a move for this key.

[Keys Clatter]

No.

[Gasps]

Say the parole board recommends clemency.
What is our next step?

We fall on our knees in thanks.

Our second step is that we lean harder on
the governor to grant a stay of execution.

What if the parole board denies clemency?

Uh, we lean harder on the governor to
grant his stay of execution.

It's one day at a time.

- We only have 15 days!
- That's plenty of time.

Are you really hopeful, or is this just
"God'll take care of it" stuff?

I really feel hopeful. You should too.

The hearing went well, you know?

So have you told Grace that
Leon Cooley wants to see her?

- I think you should tell her.
- Why me?

Why me?

In a unanimous vote, the state of
Oklahoma's pardon and parole board...

has made its decision
and denied clemency for Leon Cooley...

convicted of a brutal murder of a prison
guard at the Oklahoma State Prison.

Shit!

[Man On TV]
In other news, the almost two-year-long-

We knew it was a long shot.

[Rhetta]
So how do we lean harder on the governor?

- Hey, Morton Yearly?
- Yeah.

Maggie asked me to give you this.

[Man]
Whoal Heyl

Give me your hand. Give me your hand!

Give me your hand! Keep your head down.

Okay, he's down.

Oh-

That's my print.

I am such an idiot.
I let her pick up Clay last week.

Maggie's the best I've seen.
There's no way you could've known.

That's why she wanted to get married-
just to lay the trap.

But Maggie goes through all of that,
and then turns herself in?

- Yeah.
- [Sighs]

Help me out here. Confesses to everything?

Yeah, you know. I was sitting at my desk.

The wind was blowing outside.
I thought it was gonna rain.

When I turned around, there was Maggie.

There was something in her eyes
like she wanted to tell me something.

Suddenly, she told me everything. She
couldn't go through with it...

because you meant too much to her.

She got too close to you, to Clay.
She didn't want to hurt you.

You are so full of shit.

[Both Laughing]

But thank you.

- Here.
- Hey, Dad, Aunt Grace. We went to Frontier City.

Hey!

I go on one more roller coaster,
my head's gonna roll off my shoulders.

Aunt Paige was a blast.
Hey, and she won this for you.

Thank you, Paige.
[Chuckling]

That feels great.

See if we can work some of this tension out.
Maybe you can get some sleep.

I always wanted to take
Benjamin to the ocean.

Never did.

I thought he'd like the sounds...

smells.

- [Waves Crashing]
- [Seagulls Calling]

That you, Earl?

That's me, Leon.

- Mmm.
- [Waves Crashing]

What's with the waves, Earl?

- Time for you to let go.
- [Moans]

Is that what the ocean smells like?

Those seagulls?

I hope no birds are gonna
be shittin' on my head.

[Chuckling]

What's goin' on, Earl?

[Moans]

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