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- What difference does it make?!
- Are you kidding me?!

It's not our house!

- That's the point.
- You are disgusting!

Rhetta. Rhetta!

- Were you asleep?
- I was asleep.

You heard every word, didn't you?

Oh, I'm sorry! I know we kept
you up last night, too.

- Shut up. What's going on?
- Okay.

Ronnie...

is so stressed out about everything--

The farm, money, and now with all of us
staying here because of the termites,

it's like...

Come back to bed, Rhetta.

- Rhetta's sleeping with me tonight.
- We're not done talking about this.

I don't know why I'm laughing.
For the past few months,

talking is all birthday boy has wanted to do.

Months? Really?

Shit.

That's what we were talking about.
He wanted to...

You know, here in your house.

He's under a lot of pressure!

That's why he's about to explode.

- You gonna check your message?
- I already know who it is and what it says.

It's Ham
saying good night.

Oh, you are good.

Ronnie!

What are you doing?

Something I should have done
a long time ago.

Oh, great!

Man-tickle!
Man-tickle!

Oh, my god!

I'll get you two.

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- You see what I see?
- Lions, tigers, and bears?

At least I know I'm not still drunk.

I don't know how you do it.

Practice.

Hey.

The group's leader found the body
at 7:14 a.m., dropped the cake.

He's out front with Butch and Bobby
and a lot of freaked-out people.

The meeting was supposed to start at 8:00 a.m.

They're gonna really need a meeting after this.

- The neck broken, Henry?
- Stretched out a bit, but not broken.

Shit.

I know her.

Shit.

Ham... Rhetta...

We know her.

It's Judy-- Judy Kramer, the court reporter.

Shit.

Always drank hot tea with milk.

- Talked a lot about her cats.
- Yeah. Oh, man!

Last time I saw her, her cat just had kittens.

I told her I'd try and find a home for them.

Henry, if her neck's not broken--

Oh, you only need 4 pounds of pressure
to cut off the jugular's circulation.

10 seconds later, you're unconscious.

Those scratches on her neck?

Hangers can involuntarily pry at the ligature,
even after losing consciousness.

- That's kind of creepy.
- And we found this in her pocket.

Suicide note.

"To whoever cares...

"I've been hurt, humiliated, betrayed
by someone who doesn't love me,

"destroyed...

"because I still love him.

"I've finally taken my last drink."

Shit.

There's got to be a better way
to end a relationship than this, man.

I'll notify Judy's mom.

Hey, Grace.

I don't see any skin under her nails.

So those scratches on her neck
weren't made trying to loosen the rope?

More likely someone trying to tighten it.

Judy's suicide just turned into Judy's murder.

Hanadarko.

That Jane Doe from our last case...

Mm-hmm.

- I need to get over to the hospital.
- Why?

Girl got no family. I need to,
you know, tie up some loose ends.

The loose ends on that case we tied up last week.

I've got to go.

- Would you like to sit down?
- Yeah.

Please.

People blame their groups for a lot of things.

Judy resented almost everybody in that group.

That doesn't sound like the Judy I knew.

- Why the resentment?
- I'm sorry.

What we hear inside there,

who we see in there stays in there.

It's like Las Vegas without the booze.

Sir.

How well did you know Judy?

What about you, ma'am?

They call it drinkers anonymous
for a reason, detective.

So, why aren't you as anonymous
as the rest of them?

Because last week, Judy took
her first 60-day pin--

Sober.

That's how I want
to remember her.

What's going on?

- Well, she's in a coma.
- A coma?!

- I thought you said it was great news.
- Well, she's gonna live, Grace.

- She's a lump.
- Well, that's kind of harsh, ain't it?

- You pull me away from my case for this?!
- Well, she's in a coma, but she's alive.

Her mind, her heart,

her soul--

They're still inside her.

She just needs help getting it out.

Any suggestions?

Boo!

I don't know.

They're gonna work with her in physical therapy.
You know, do other shit, I imagine.

Longest coma a patient ever
came out of was 30 years.

Have fun, dude.

I don't even know her name.

I need to find her family, you know.
Tell her where she is, tell them she's alive.

A lot easier than telling them she's dead, huh?

You and me-- We're--

We're both messengers.

I hate this part of my job.

Me too, sometimes.

They never forget it.

Judy's mom...

...she's gonna relive it over and over.

She's gonna see me.

Remember this?

Judy named each one of her cats
after the seven Dwarves.

- Told me she thought I should take Dopey.
- Thought I should take Grumpy.

- You heard from Grace?
- She's making the notification to Judy's mom.

I got Judy Kramer's suicide note.

- Which is a fake, right?
- I don't know. I'm thinking it's real.

- Henry said she was murdered.
- Well, she was, but I ran her name,

found three D.U.I.S. So I compared her signature
on the note to her d.u.i. Implied-consent forms.

It looks like they match.

- Well, let's have forensic documents take a look.
- Come over this way.

All right. Judy's sponsor. She arrived at
Morgan Hall, saw Judy, took off.

- Where did you find her?
- Across the street.

Rum and coke sitting in front of her.

I have been sober 10 years.

That's 3,675 days, to be exact.

Doesn't mean I can't watch ice melt.

Preliminary blood-alcohol level shows that
Judy had three times the legal limit.

That surprise you, Zoe?

You feel any responsibility for her slipping?

I wasn't her first sponsor.
I wouldn't have been her last.

- Why is that?
- Because every time Judy slipped,

she changed sponsors.

She tried it three times with me.
I wouldn't let her.

Look, Zoe...

We all worked with Judy,
cared about her.

You were her sponsor.
I'm sure you cared about her, too.

You left the scene of a murder,

went across the street, ordered a drink.
Makes us wonder why, Zoe.

Maybe you thought you should have
one last binge before you went to jail.

Judy's death doesn't give me license
to disregard her privacy.

But her asshole boyfriend, Curtis--

He isn't in our group, so if you
happen to ask me about him,

- it would be my pleasure to answer you.
- They'd been going out for over three years.

- Is there a "Y"?
- No "Y."

- How about an "R"?
- No "R"... Except in "loser."

Anyway, according to Zoe,

Judy and her boyfriend, Curtis,
had a fight the night she was killed.

Rhetta, you get any prints
off that false suicide note?

- Only Judy's.
- Anything more from the crime scene?

No, it's been cleared.

How did Judy's mom take the news?

I need a drink.

She wouldn't let go.

- Is there a "D"?
- Three of them.

"A dead end."

So,

group's leader finds the body at 7:14 a.m.,

she calls our office at 7:22,

and we arrive on the scene at 8:12.

Now, Henry said the body had
been dead for about three hours,

putting the time of death
around 5:00 in the morning.

- What do we have?
- What we don't have

is an inverted v-shaped groove
around Judy's neck.

Instead, we have a groove which
completely encircles her neck

and isn't v-shaped.

Judy was strangled with the rope
before she was hung with it.

Okay, we've got a homicide
and a cause of death.

And no one who will talk to us.

Do we have any newcomers tonight?

Oh.

My name is Grace, and...

I'm addicted to alcohol.

Welcome, Grace.

Welcome, Grace.

You can share whenever you feel ready.

- Anybody here have 30 days?
- I do.

Oh, wonderful.

Thanks so much.

- How about 60 days?
- Right here.

Good.

Nine months?

- What did I bust you for?
- Possession.

Meth?

Stolen vehicle.

'63 red corvette, split window?

Yeah.

218 days in jail.

Best thing that ever happened to my sobriety.
Thanks.

How about one year?

Thing is,

I don't really want anybody
here to know I'm a cop.

No worries, Grace. What's said in here is sacred.

Now, Who would like to share?

I'm Ellen, and...

I'm addicted to alcohol.

Welcome, Ellen.

I want a drink so bad.

Judy was my friend.

We helped each other stay sober.

We talked, and I talked to her just last night.

We're not supposed to keep
secrets in here, right?

But sometimes you don't get a second chance to,

you know,

say something, or...

I just can't believe she's gone.
I Miss her already.

What do you think?

I think she knows more
about Judy than anyone else.

We turn her over to Butch and Bobby,
she's gonna stonewall like the rest of them.

Yeah. Let's you and me play this out.

All right. Come over tonight. I'll make dinner.

Not tonight.

Where are you going?

Back to the hospital.

Hey.

So, how was your day?
Nurses seem pretty cool.

You gonna wake up,

tell me we're related?

Tell me you knew my sister?

Okay, well,

I got to get back to work, but, uh,

I- I'll see you soon.

Talk to you later.

Okay.

Well, uh...

You two are getting along pretty good, huh?

There's, uh...

There's one thing you need to know about Grace.

She's a sooner fan.

But y'all can work that out.

Good morning!

"Hello. My name is doc.

"and I don't have a home.
Can I come live with you?"

Oh, my god!
Where did you get her?

I just came from Judy's apartment.
There are six more upstairs.

- Six?
- I'd take one, but I'm afraid he would make Gus,

you know, so uncomfortable.

Hey, hey, hey. Stay where you are, Missy.
You can't bring a cat in here.

"Hey," yourself, Missy with
a piece of pie in her hand.

Pizza never leaves my desk. Cat hair will.

Jimmy...

Would you mind taking bashful upstairs?
Just, you know, put it with the other ones.

You got a farm. Why not take them all?

Yeah, well, that's just what I need--
Try and feed seven cats...

when I can barely afford to feed four people.

Everything all right?

- With me? Yeah, I'm fine.
- You sure?

- You're eating a large pizza for breakfast.
- Ronnie's on his way over.

He's coming here? why?

Got to sign something or other.

Get anything from Judy's car?

Besides Judy's involuntary
spastic abdominal movement?

She threw up?

All over the backseat.

I got some prints off the steering wheel.
I'm still sorting most of it out.

- Did you know Judy was an alcoholic?
- Mnh-mnh.

Remember what a blast we had
with her on your birthday?

- Oh, we were all drinking that night.
- Oh, my god.

- Do you think I'm an alcoholic?
- Do I think you're an alcoholic?

Let's see.

Do you ever drink alone at home?

No. Gus is usually sitting right next to me.

Do you?

Sometimes.

Have you ever had a loss of
memory as a result of drinking?

I don't know. I can't remember.

I know I have.

Next.

Do you drink to forget your troubles and worries?

- Not all the time.
- Me too.

I don't care what this thing says.
I care what you say.

I think you drink too much sometimes,
but, no, I don't think you're an alcoholic.

I don't think you are, either.

Ronnie says if we don't sell it,
we're gonna lose it outright.

Says here he's known for three months.
When was he gonna tell you?

He didn't know how.

How am I gonna tell my parents?

- It's gonna kill my dad.
- And your mom's gonna kill Ronnie.

That farm has been in my family
for over a hundred years.

It survived the Dust Bowl...

Ice storms, tornadoes...

But not Rhetta and Ronnie.

The kids have never lived anyplace else.

I've never lived anywhere else.

He asked me to sign the listing papers.

Don't.

Don't do anything.

We'll look over all the options,
pull out some equity.

- There's none left.
- We'll get a line of credit.

It's frozen.

We'll have somebody else go over the books.
Hell, Rhetta, if we have to rob a bank, I mean...

It's okay, Grace.

I got to go find Ronnie.

I love you.

Thank you for sharing.

- Uh, excuse me?
- Okay.

- For what?
- Is that a cat?

Yeah. Cat-- cat in bag.

Sorry, ma'am, but you cannot
bring animals in here.

Why not? There's animals all over the place.
Look, that one's moving!

I'm taking care of Judy's cat.

Uh, Ralphie,
can you help her out?

- Hey, Let me help you out.
- Don't you touch my pussy!

Can you please at least take a seat?

Yes, Susan, I can.

- Okay.
- Yes.

Let's start with a newcomer. Uh, what
about you, Sir? Would you like to share?

No, I'll pass.

Excuse me.

mm.

This is lucky.

Did you know lucky--
Judy's sweet lucky?

Kitty, kitty, kitty!

Miss...

You really do need to take a seat.

Mrs. Kramer, we ran some prints...

found on the steering wheel of Judy's car.

Do you recognize the names
of anyone on that list?

Curtis, of course.

He drove her home a lot from bars.

Ellen was a good friend of Judy's.

Mrs. Kramer, according to her phone records,

Judy called you several times
the night she died.

Each time she called, she was more upset.

- Do you know what Judy was upset about?
- Curtis was having an affair.

- Did she tell you with who?
- I don't think she knew.

A few years back, something
happened in Judy's life.

- Do you know anything about that?
- If you're asking me if I knew about

her suicide attempt, yes.

- Do you know who found her?
- No.

What about the hospital she was taken to?

Mercy Hospital.

- You need to stop drinking.
- How do you do this?

- How do you not drink?
- Minute by minute,

- hour by hour.
- Day by day. Yeah, I tried that.

But...

And then, you know, shit happens.

- You can get through the shit without a drink.
- What about the death of a good friend...

The murder of a good friend of mine...
The only one who scared me, you know?

- What if somebody in the program killed Judy?
- Let's keep the focus on you, Grace.

- How long you been sober?
- 3 years,

11 months, 2 days.

I can't do this.
I can't do this.

None of us can do it alone.
That's why we have meetings.

And sponsors.

Will you be my sponsor?

Grace...

Being someone's sponsor
is something I take seriously.

My number. Call me when you're sober.

Forensic documents confirm Judy's suicide note
was written in her own handwriting,

but the date at the top was written by
a different hand in a different ink.

What else have we got?
We got E.R. Records from mercy hospital.

Three years ago, Judy had her stomach pumped
for an accidental overdose.

- No record of who dropped her off.
- What about the rope?

Standard half-inch hemp.
Every hardware store carries it.

Judy's last meal, what I found in her back seat--
Shrimp tempura. And the alcohol--

A rice base.

- Sake.
- Sake.

Okay, let's, uh, find out
where Judy ate her last supper.

Maybe someone saw her,
saw who she was with.

I pulled receipts on Judy's credit cards.

- Don't remember a japanese restaurant.
- Then let's check again.

Oh, Jesus!

You scared the shit out of me, Grace!

Better than beating the shit out of you
for following me... Twice.

- What's going on?
- You tell me.

Why do you care so much about this girl?

I just want to help her. She just got to me.
Okay? Okay?

- Whatever, man.
- Ham!

God, I can't--
I don't know what I--

This is...

Just...

It's like I'm...

...addicted, Grace...

To you...

To the next time I can see you,

next time I can touch you.

- I don't know what to do.
- First thing--

- Stop stalking me.
- Grace...

Second thing--

Stop stalking me.

Welcome back.

- How's the lump?
- That's kind of harsh, isn't it?

I spent three hours last night...

looking into the most...

beautiful black eyes.

Only four more senses to wake up.

Doctor called it an apallic coma.

She still doesn't respond, you know.

Can't talk, feel pain,

hear anything. But...

he said...

- that's a good sign.
- Well, right now she's caught between the dark

- and the light.
- He said if she starts to wake,

she can respond...

to...

specific stimuli.

- Are you ever gonna talk to Ronnie again?
- I'm mad at him.

- Not any more than he's mad at himself.
- I wouldn't bet your wings on that.

A good man can--
think he's doing all the right things,

work himself silly, and still lose a farm.

What the heck are you doing?

Getting ready for company.

Of the prints on Judy's steering wheel,
I got names on seven.

- Brent Knox was killed in a car accident.
- The alibi checked out for Amber kinsey.

- All right, what about the other three?
- All said the same thing--

Up till a couple months ago, they had to take
Judy home from the bar. All three checked out.

Only these two turned up on Judy's
phone records the night she was killed--

Ellen Cooper and Curtis Marks.

Hey.

Just talked to the sushi chef
at the tempura house in norman.

- Judy's last meal.
- Showed him a picture of Judy.

He remembers her yelling at some guy. Said it
was around 7:00. Both drank a lot of sake.

- Can he describe the guy?
- No. He said all white guys look alike to him.

The guy could be Curtis. Judy called him
from her cellphone at 5:14,

- and there's no calls after 6:15.
- Also checked the receipts from that night.

Nothing from Curtis.

- Could have paid cash.
- Who has cash anymore?

- What else have we got on Curtis?
- Dumped his phone.

Judy wasn't the only one calling
Ellen the past few months.

That cheating son of a bitch!

Let's bring Curtis back in here.

He and Ellen suddenly have
too many things in common.

Maybe killing Judy was one of them.

- Grace?
- Come in!

- Glad you called.
- Glad you came.

This isn't easy--

- Trusting someone.
- It's too hard not to trust.

Can't do it alone.

Make yourself at home. Look around.
Let me know if you have any questions.

I can't stop thinking
about Judy.

Me too.

You guys were closer than we were.

Yeah.

I just met Judy a year ago.

I didn't think I was gonna like her, but..
how do you not like Judy?

You know?

Give me a hand.

My brother the priest--
He likes to go through my trash.

I had a sister like that...
Until she found one of my boyfriend's condoms.

Oh, shit.

I just heard Judy was drunk when she died.

That is what stopped me from taking a drink.

Good.

Why did she go out?

You talked to her, didn't you?

She was an alcoholic.

- That's the only excuse we need.
- Not when someone you love has been...

murdered.

Well, that's the last of them.

You sure?

Yeah.

Grace...

I've been a sponsor for two years,
and I know when an alcoholic is lying.

This...

Was my favorite place.

God.

You're good.

You don't ever have to drink again, Grace--

Not over Judy,

not over anything.

How do you deal with it?

Your last conversation with her-- I mean,
did you ever feel like you could have done...

something different, said something different
so she wouldn't have died?

I'm not gonna tell you
what we talked about, Grace.

It's not how we do things.

The night Judy died, you weren't fighting about
her drinking. You were fighting about Ellen.

You were screwing Ellen.
Judy found out.

You got rough. Not a stretch
to imagine you killing her.

Come on. Yeah, you're right, okay?

Judy found out I was banging someone on the side,
and we had a fight. now, Why am I gonna kill her?

- Did she know it was Ellen?
- No. And it's no big thing.

- How did Ellen feel about it?
- Shit, she wanted to get married.

- Okay? It wasn't gonna happen.
- You two decide to get rid of Judy?

It didn't happen. I mean, why wouldn't
I just break up with her?

That's the brilliance of your plan. Last time
you called it off, she tried to kill herself.

- You had the note, wrote a new date on it.
- I did not do this.

What is it?

I'm a horrible person.

You're not a horrible person.

You're a sick person. So am I.

You don't...

know what I've...

done.

We've all done things we're not proud of.

Grace, don't! Don't!

Let me have it.

See?

I can't do it!
I- I can't!

I've been sleeping with Judy's boyfriend!

You try living with that!
I've been screwing my friend's boyfriend!

- For how long?!
- I don't know. Like six months.

He asked me to marry him.

Curtis!

I knew-- we both knew it was wrong,
but we couldn't help it!

Something about him, you know?

I don't know.

It's like i'm addicted to him.

I love the way he smells...

The way he tickles me...

Makes love to me!

I have to call him!

Curtis said when...

she had 90 days...

When she was strong...

- He was gonna tell her about us.
- When was he gonna tell you about me? I think...

- the son of a bitch could have killed Judy.
- No.

He was with me...

that night.

I made brownies.

Judy was dying, and...

we were eating brownies.

You were together the whole night?

Till midnight.

He said he had to get up for work.

I don't know what to believe.

My stomach.

Judy tried to kill herself over Curtis
three years ago. You know about that?

Yes.

I went to see her in the hospital.

That's how I met Curtis.

Did Curtis bring her there?

Where?

To the hospital, when Judy tried to kill herself.

Judy didn't go to the hospital.

Somebody tried to kill Judy. It's terrible.

Three years ago. Ellen...

- who took Judy to the hospital?
- Her sponsor.

- She always had a new sponsor.
- What was the person's name?

- Who?
- Judy's sponsor...

Who saved her life.

- And then he killed her?
- He? You said "he", Ellen.

Was it a man who took her?

mm.

I'm not supposed to talk about that.

- Why do you want to know all this, anyway?
- Because...

whoever took Judy to the hospital three years ago
could be the one who killed her.

- And if you loved Judy...
- I did.

...then tell me.

Tell me. Who found Judy
and took her to the hospital?

It-- it--

It was her sponsor...

- Percy.
- Oh, my god.

The night she died, she must have
called Percy from Curtis' phone.

Just found it on his records.

She wanted to talk, invited him
out for japanese food.

Got his credit-card receipt from the restaurant.

So Percy goes to meetings
but has the occasional sake.

If so, he's got a lot more
to worry about than a hangover.

He did time for drunken assault four years ago.

- Conditional parole?
- His stay-out-of-jail card--

No booze.

- I wonder, if Judy knew, if she'd tell anyone.
- Is that reason enough to kill?

Depends on how much you hate prison.
Where's Grace?

Keeping an eye on Percy in case
he decides to pull a geographic.

We have one birthday tonight--
Percy, for three years.

Laurel and Allen are giving him his cake.

Three years!

That's great!

Percy!

All right! Percy!

Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me.
What are you doing?

Oh, I'm standing in for somebody
who was supposed to be here.

She had 60 real days!
Yahoo! Whoo.

Not three bullshit years.

- My three years aren't bullshit.
- Want to prove that?

Judge finds out you've been drinking, you'll lose
more than your sobriety. You'll lose your freedom.

- I haven't been drinking.
- Why did you keep Judy's suicide note?

We got your prints on it--
Six...

- perfect prints.
- She showed it to me once. So what?

Was Judy supposed to be here
watching you take your cake?

You couldn't risk the truth
coming out of her mouth!

- Could somebody please get her out of here?
- Let's get everybody out of here so we can talk.

Come on, people. You heard her. Let's move.
Move, move, move, move.

Let's go.
Everybody out.

Move, move, move.
Let's go.

This is bullshit.

Stay awhile.

- It's your party.
- So, how'd you get her to drink?

You know, make up a big lie,

kick her while she was down?

Butch, you were a boy scout.
You know anything about knots?

Actually, it was a simple slipknot.

- How did he get her strung up?
- She was already dead.

Look, she's drunk, right,
running her big mouth.

- He puts her in the back seat of her car.
- That's when she threw up.

- Now, this is getting way out of control.
- He strangles her with a rope.

- That shut her up.
- Huh. No skin, man. I told you he didn't do it.

- He's taken a shower since he killed her.
- Drives her to Morgan Hall,

- puts the suicide note in her pocket.
- Drags her across the room. Was this...

- Was this how he did it?
- Look, he didn't do it.

Why can't you just drop it?

Don't forget the chair
so it looks like a suicide.

Oh, right. Good thinking.
Anybody understand physics?

It worked like a pulley.
He pulled the body up into position,

- tied the rope around the fan.
- Come on, Grace.

- Why would he do that?
- 'cause he didn't want to go back to prison!

Judy and her big mouth, you know?

She was gonna kill herself eventually.

- You'll take care of him?
- I will.

- All right.
- Anyone figure out why Percy kept the note?

Yeah, Judy asked him to. She wanted
a reminder of what she'd done.

F.Y.I., he didn't pass the pee test.

Yeah, well, parole violation
is just the start of his problems.

He's the last one.

They say dogs are pack animals.
Cats don't like to be alone, either.

Who does?

Here you go, Sneezy.

Oh.

You got a visitor.

Want me to handle this?

It's my mess to clean up.

Hi, Ellen.

That's for my 3 years, 11 months, and 2 days.

That's my favorite part.

Shit, man.

You're somewhere deep.

How can anybody wake up in this place?

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