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Previously
on American Gothic...

You left this behind
the other night.

Hey, old man.

Brady found a photo of me
from back then.

Like the one used in

the Silver Bells murder case
that he's investigating.

You recorded my sessions.

I want to talk about the body.

LINK:
I said we settled up.

I didn't say anything
about money.

Ow! (grunts)

Did you put someone else's
hair on your brush?

You betrayed me!

What the hell is wrong with you?

I've been trying
to clear your family

because I thought
they were all innocent!

TESSA: Gunther hung himself
in the shed.

He had access
to the belt they found

in the tunnel collapse.

They think he's
the Silver Bells Killer.

They got the wrong guy.

That means
the Silver Bells Killer's

still out there.

¶ ¶

¶ Na-na-na ¶

¶ Ooh, ooh... ¶

¶ You're tossing
and turning, yeah... ¶

(song continues quietly)

(door closes)

Come on, this way.
Okay. Oh!

Geez! I'm so sorry.
It's just that you forgot

Gatsby's stuffed squirrel
when you brought him over.

Thought you asked me to watch
him 'cause you were on a date.

(whispers):
I am on a date.

Right.

Looks like
it's going well.

I'm gonna get you his toy.

Here.
(Gatsby whimpering)

Wendy Molson,
like the beer.

(door closes)

You look
sort of familiar.

We met somewhere?

No.
Are you sure?

I mean, I'm really good
with faces,
We haven't...

and I swear
I've seen you around.

We haven't met.

Do you drive a red pickup?

(door closes)
CHRISTINA:
Here you go.

Here is his toy.
Oh, thanks.

Can you keep him
till tomorrow?

Definitely.

He's really good looking.

Go.
Hey.

I'm sorry.

I have to go.
No! Why?

(door closes)
Why? She-she's not coming back

I swear.

I can't do this.

Are you kidding me?

(knocking)

(door opens)

Brady?

What are you hiding, Cam?
What are you hiding?!

I was only gonna dose
because my face

is killing me, but I didn't...

You need to be straight
with me right now!

No, okay, okay, okay.

Okay.

I didn't mean
to hurt that dealer,

but what he did to Sophie...

Sophie?
What? No, no!

I'm here to find out
what you know

about the Silver Bells murders.

What? Why?
It was Gunther.

No, it wasn't Gunther.
He's being cleared, all right?

The belt that SBK used to kill
his last victim was yours!

There's a photo
of you wearing it.

It wound up in a concrete panel
made by your family's company!

You are about to become
our main suspect!

All right.

Look, Brady, come on, man.

You know I me--
I mean, I'm a screw-up,

but I would never...
Let's go right now.

You're coming with me.

Let's go.

I didn't kill anyone.

I didn't have
anything to do with it.

I know, I know.
What happened to your face?

He got into a fight
with his dealer.

Not my dealer.

Really, Cam, that's the detail
you want to dig in on right now?

Why don't you go upstairs,

I'll be up in a minute.

Go on.

You know Cam.

There's no way...

No, there's not.

But it doesn't matter, Tess.

Now we know the DNA test
wasn't valid.

Police are gonna
come down on him hard.

And soon.

And he can't be
strung out when they do,

or it's not gonna end well.

I will make sure
that he gets clean.

Thank you
for bringing him here.

I know you could've
taken him in.
Look.

I know you're just
trying to look out for him.

There's a better way
you can do that.

He had this in his arm...

when I came in,
ready to shoot up.

Now, it's got
his DNA on it,
(sighs)

which means I could test it,
but I will only do that

if I have your permission.

Well, you don't
have my permission.

You planted fake hair
for a DNA test.

I nearly lost my job, okay?

So this is how
we put it right.

I said no.

You don't know
how bad this is gonna get.

I'm trying
to help you out here.

Why are you fighting this?

'Cause I don't know
who I can trust anymore.

If you want to help me,
Brady, find the real

Silver Bells Killer

and leave our family
out of it.

I brought you
some toast.

(sputters)

What, are you trying
to prepare me for prison?

Sober one whole year

and here I am again.

Mom's gonna be psyched.

All you have to do is focus
on getting through the withdraw.

You ready for that?

Are you?

It's gonna get bad
within a few hours.

The last time,
I puked on your saddle shoes.

(laughs)

And that is
why I'm barefoot

right now.

Okay.

Buckle up, T-bird.
It's you and me.

Where is Mom anyway?

(car alarm wailing
in the distance)

(keys beeping)
(man shouting nearby)

(machine beeping)

LINDA:
Our focus now

is on Cam Hawthorne.

He was at one time
in possession

of the murder weapon
used to kill our last victim,

he had access to the site
where the weapon was discarded

and he had the means
to pay off Gunther Holzmann

to take the fall,
so we need to talk to Cam.

But first we need to find him.

CRAIG:
He's not at home.

He's not answering
his phone.

So we need to dig deeper.

Now, we don't have a warrant,
but that doesn't mean

we can't rattle
some cages.

Keep me updated
on your progress.

Dismissed.

(indistinct chatter)

His family might
know where he is.

Any ideas, Ross?

Look, it's not Cam.

Guy's a drug addict.

These killings are
precise and sophisticated.

It doesn't fit.

Unless we think of him as an
artist with an eye for detail,

who's grown to hate the wealth
he's been surrounded by.

Oh.

But you'll shrug that
off to protect him.

I want to solve this case
just the same as you.

All right, Cutter,
get moving.

Ross?

He's your brother-in-law.

It's a conflict
of interest.

I've be advised to reassign you.

Lieutenant, hear me out...
But...

you have access.

Insight into
the Hawthornes

that could be
useful to us.

Yes, sir.
What do you want me to do?

Go back through the files.

Mark any connection you see

between SBK
and the Hawthorne family.

Show me that you're
on our side.

Yes, sir.

(siren wailing)

NAOMI:
There's a lot
we can exploit here.

I mean, for one thing,
Conley's soft on guns.

Boston voters want a candidate

who's gonna take a stronger
stance against the gun

lobby.

Not a good time, Kimmie.

It's urgent.

(door closes)

I've been thinking.

I'm not sure
my job title and salary

properly reflect
my true value here.

Let's work on the
definition of "urgent."

Does the direct approach
not work?

Should I try
sleeping with you?

It worked for Naomi.

I saw you the other night
all over each other.

And I can keep my mouth shut,

but I will need an incentive.

We're being blackmailed
by a millennial.

(phone buzzing)

(beeps)

Oh, my God.

I have to go.

Just handle this?

I'll be back as
soon as I can.

(sighs)

(faucet squeaks,
water running)

(loud clattering)

(gasping)

Dad?

I need to show you
the body.

CAM:
No.

What's wrong?

CAM:
Go away!

Cam?

Leave me alone.

MITCHELL:
You know what you saw.
Cam?

(echoes):
You know what you saw.

Take it easy.
What's going on, Cam?

(doorbell chiming, knocking)
CAM: Leave me alone.

It's the cops.

I came in the back
to avoid them.

What's going on?

(knocking continues)
They're looking for Cam.

They think
he has something

to do with SBK.

What about Gunther?
CAM: Get away.

TESSA:
The theory didn't check out.

And now they're focused
on Cam.

But he can't,
they can't find him like this.

(knocking continues,
doorbell chiming)

Cam, it's all right.

CAM (distorted):
No.

Mm.
You can't run from it, Cam.

I got to get out of this house.

(Tessa groans)

(Cam groans)

Shh. Shh. Shh.
(knocking continues)

LINDA:
Is everything all right?

We can hear you in there.

Somebody want to
answer the door?

You know what you saw.

¶ ¶

(knocking on door)

They're not gonna leave
until someone answers.

(knocking continues)

LINDA:
Everything all right in there?

Detective Cutter.

Mrs. Ross.

Is everything okay?

It sounded like there was
some sort of commotion.

That was just me
getting to the door.

What's this about?
We're looking for
your brother, Cam.

Have you seen him?

Cam doesn't live here.

LINDA:
But you two are pretty close.

When was the last time
you spoke with him?

TESSA (distantly):
I don't know, yesterday maybe.

I'm not sure.
Why are you looking for him?

(conversation continues
indistinctly)

CAM:
I want to talk about the body.

I don't want to see the body.

You remember it, don't you?

I don't want to know.

Look at it.

It's right there.

(mumbling indistinctly)
Shh!

...honestly.

Well, then, uh,
we'd like to look around.

Sure.

You can, if you have a warrant.

I'm sure I can find
probable cause.

You better be sure.

You see that owl?

There's a security camera
in there.

If you take one step
into this house,

I'll call our family lawyer
and my sister,

who, as you know,
is city councilwoman,

and then we can all assess
your probable cause.

I think you might've
misunderstood.

I'm just trying to make sure
you're all right.

Let me assure you,
I'm fine, Detective.

Have a nice day.

So, Mom got security cameras?

Nope.

There.

(groans)
Mm-hmm.

So what was that with Cam?

He was hallucinating.

It's happened before when
he's gone through withdrawal.

Never this bad.

He must've been using a lot.

Yeah.

You know, he was saying
some pretty weird stuff, huh?

You make sense of any of it?
Not really.

ALISON:
Hello?

We're back here.

What...
Hi, I'm fine.

I'm fine.

Cam is upstairs resting.

I can't believe this witch hunt.

It was Gunther.

Well, apparently it wasn't.

Okay, where's Mom?

Uh, I don't know.

But I-I'll try her again.

Where are you?

MADELINE:
The Red Sand Spa down the Cape.

I just needed to decompress.

Is everything all right?

Uh, not exactly.

Cam relapsed
and he's at the house

detoxing.

(sighs)

Is he okay?

(cutting out):
Uh, yes, but... just the drugs.

Tessa?

...questions about... case...

Sweetie, I'm losing you.

(Tessa continues cutting out)
I'll be back as soon as I can.

(phone beeps)

(groaning)

(knocking)

Welcome to the party.

(chuckles)
I wouldn't miss it.
(sniffs)

Ugh, so...

police are looking
for your druggie brother.

This is gonna be great
for your campaign.

Don't worry about my campaign.
Ugh.

I came to check in on you.
How are you holding up?

Oh, honestly, I'm coming
apart a bit, Ali.

I mean, I haven't slept in days.

I keep seeing things.

And I can't tell
if they're real or not.

Listen to me.

I love you.

I was too tough
on you before...

but I got scared, Cam.

You only get so many chances to
turn this around before...

But you can do this.

You can.

I really believe that.

And I'm going to do everything
in my power to help you.

Okay?
Yeah.

That's why you're
my second favorite sister.

(laughs)

Well, his sense of humor's
intact.

Did you reach Mom?

She's at Red Sands.

The signal is not good,

so I guess it's gonna be
the two of you for awhile.

The two of us?

I need to go to work
and I want to check on

Jack at school.

You guys can put your issues
aside for Cam's sake.

Right?
GARRETT:
Mm-hmm.

Well, what are you so afraid of?

WOMAN:
You're gonna kill him.

Letting him eat those things.

He'll either choke

or get diabetes.

Maybe, but it
keeps him quiet, so...

(chuckles)

Uh, wait, this

is only four dollars, Lila.
I gave you $20.

No sweetie.

You gave me ten.

I'm sorry.
Mm.

My mistake.
Mm-hmm.

Let's go.

(door bell jingles)

With the money I give
you, you don't have to

run scams.
True.

But it's a good way for an
old lady to stay sharp.

Beats the hell out of sudoku.

What am I doing here, Mom?

I want to talk.

So talk.
Not here.

(quietly):
My shift ends at 1:00.

Doesn't work for me,
I have to get back to Boston.

Well, what can I tell you,
Maddie?

You're gonna be late.

You know Cam
hates bananas.

Well, a person
going through withdrawal

needs as much potassium
as possible.

And teenage Cam
hated bananas.

People change.

That's true.

You used to be fun.

You know, I get the feeling
that you've been avoiding me...

since I got back.

The kids and my campaign
are keeping me busy.

Really?

(sighs)

I'm not Tessa.

(scoffs)

I can't just stand there
and smile,

watching you waltz back
into this family

like nothing happened.

You have no idea what happened.

So tell me.

Let me ask you something.

Are you an open book?

About everything

in your life?

Or do you keep
some things quiet,

for the greater good?

(phone buzzing)

(phone beeps)

(soft chuckle)

The police are at my campaign
office asking about Cam.

Go.

I'll take care of him.

Higher in potassium
than bananas.

She will be back, but not...
Absolutely...

There you are.

Uh, sorry to bother you.

Do you happen to know
where your brother Cam is?

So sorry, no idea.

You sure about that?

ALISON:
Well, I haven't been

his babysitter
since the mid-'90s.

Back then I could
usually find him

in his friend Toby's basement,

watching Weird Science,
have you tried that?

Let us know if
you hear from him?

You'll be my first call.

(phones ringing, door opens)

So how is he?

Why is Kimmie
still here?

You told me to handle it.

By giving her a
promotion and a shiny

new laptop?
Trust me.

She's blackmailing us

and you gave her more power.

I am not gonna let her hurt us.
Now, I need you

to focus on the debate.

(sighs)

¶ ¶

(grunts quietly)

(breathing hard)

JACK:
Gin a body, meet a body

comin' through the rye...

Gin-gin-gin a body...

Gin a body, meet a body
comin' through the rye...

Gin a body, kiss a body,
need a body...

Gin a body...
gin a body, meet a body

comin' through the rye...

Gin a body, kiss a body,
need a body cry.

Gin a body, gin a body,
meet a body...

Gin a body...
through the rye...

Gin a body, kiss a body,
(distorted): need a body cry.

(child whispering)

MITCHELL (echoes):
Look. Look. Look. Look.

You remember.
Look. Look.

The staircase.

The body.

(spindle snaps)

Someone
dragging a body.

(exhales)

(crow cawing)

(vehicle approaching)

Typical.

Oh, my God!

(engine idling)

Are you okay?

Just swung by the work
on the way home from bar.

(school bell ringing)
Yvonne, this is yours.

Bye. Bye, guys.

See you later, cool dude.

Bye. Bye. Bye, Clair.

(phone ringing)

What?

DRIVER:
Let's go. On the bus.

You, too.

Uh, I'll be right back.

Okay.

Did your dad say
anything about that?

TESSA:
Hey!

What's going on here?

We're just chattin'.

You need to leave now.

Stay away from my family.

You know I can't do that.

See you later, Jack.

Are you okay?

Did my dad do something wrong?

No, he didn't do anything wrong.

Everything's fine.

Come on,
I'll get you home.

Come on.

They said
they could take him away.

I don't want him to go to jail.

(phone ringing, buzzing)

(phone beeps)

Hey. Everything all right?

Your new partner
was just at my school,

questioning Jack.

It's got to stop.
Oh, God.

I'm sorry, Tess.
I'll talk to her.

No. No more talking.

You were right.

We need to end this.
Now.

Are you saying
what I think you're saying?

You still have
the needle, right?

This has Cam Hawthorne's DNA
on it.

Where'd you get it?

You asked me to be useful;
this is me being useful.

We already had
one screwup on this.

If this is contaminated
in any way....

It's legit, I swear.

You know what happens

if this comes back a match.

Run the test.

¶ ¶

(Cam grunting quietly)

Hey. Hey.

Hey...

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

Not the body, I don't want to...

I don't want to.

...body... I don't want to...

Cam.
Huh?

What did you see?

Tell me what you saw.

Please make it stop.

(panting)

(whimpering):
Please...

make it stop!

CAM:
What the hell...?

Why are you doing this to me?

(grunting)

Try not to pull
too much.

Gets tighter if you do.

(Cam coughing)

Wait, you're just gonna
leave me like this?

Where are you going?!

(speaking Spanish)

(speaking Spanish)

Señor. ¿Que pasa?

(man continues speaking Spanish)

Excuse me. Um...
Yes?

Can you take her vitals

and take her to
Radiology, please?

How you feeling?
Right this way. Sir.

Look, my brother's in trouble.

Heroin withdrawal.

I thought maybe
you could help.

Sure. Bring him in.

Hmm. I can't help.

Look, look, look.
He's...

He's not doing well.

Okay? He's hallucinating,
he's-he's shaking.

(sighs)

I know you're angry
about what happened,

but this is...
it's not for me.

What the hell is wrong with you?

Why did you just leave?

I...

I'm not... I'm not good at this.

I don't want to hurt you.

(exhales)

Do I strike you
as the kind of woman

who needs protecting?

Yes.

So you have a past.

So does everybody.

You let it defeat you,

or you move past it.

Two options.

You chose the wrong one.

Yeah.

Wait.

Just... keep an eye on him

after you give him the dose.

(paper ripping)

Good luck.

(crow cawing)

(hinges creaking)

MADELINE:
So tell me what this is about.

I need to get back to my family.

My son needs me.

Funny you mention family.

Because I've been thinking.

I think it's time I finally
got to meet my grandchildren.

Our arrangement is

I send you a monthly stipend

and you agree to stay away.

That's how Mitchell
wanted it.

Mitchell's dead.

Condolences, by the way.

So... it seems like a good time
to revisit the issue.

It isn't.

Come on, Maddie.

It's one thing to bow

to your husband's demands
when he's alive.

But you're gonna let him control
you from beyond the grave?

You never let Caleb do that.

What do you know about that?

You were in jail half the time.

I may have missed

some parental lessons
along the way,

but I sure
as hell didn't

raise you to be a-a dutiful...

It wasn't Mitchell, Mom.
It was me.

I didn't want

to infect my children
with the same dysfunction

I grew up with.

I said it was Mitchell
to spare your feelings.

Oh.

(choked up):
I didn't know that.

Why do you
care so much,

all of a sudden?

I don't know.

I'm getting older.

(sniffles)

People change.

But you don't.

Excuse me?

How much were you hoping to get?

I don't understand
what you mean.

If you really dragged me here

so that you could beg
to meet your family,

why would you show up drunk?

Because you wanted
me to say no.

To bait me into this fight

so I'd feel guilty
and offer more money.

No.

That is a hell of an accusation.

Fine.

If it's not about the money,

I'll give you a choice.

Get in the car
with me right now

and we'll drive to Boston
and you can meet your family,

or I double
what I give you every month

and you never bother me again.

(engine starts)

(sniffles)

ALISON:
It makes me nervous.

TESSA:
I'm sure everything's fine.

Then why aren't they answering
the house phone?

(clattering)

Cam?

What's going on?

Why the hell
is he tied up?

Get off him!

All right.
Come here; don't choke.

I had to keep him
safe while I went out.

TESSA:
Sit up for me.

Buprenorphine.
Where did you get this?

A friend.

It's supposed to help.

Okay.

(groaning)
We're right here, Cam.

Just hang in there.

Hang in there.
TESSA:
It's okay.

Just hang in there.

(echoes):
Come with me.

You have to face the past.

You remember.

The staircase.

The dead body.

Someone dragging a body.

GARRETT:
Was it me, Cam?

Did I hurt somebody?

MITCHELL:
Was it me?

Did I kill someone?

CAM (echoing):
Or was it me? Or was it me?

Or was it me?

What did I do?

We're right here, Cam.

(groaning)
Just hang in there.

Okay? Hang in there.

Just hang in there.

It's good he's
getting some sleep.

The medicine
really helped him.

Please,
thank your lady friend for us.

Well, I didn't say...

Just had a feeling.

(phone buzzing)

(phone beeps)

What? What's wrong?

Channel 12 just called

asking for a quote.

(sighs)

About Cam?
No.

One of my staffers.

I-I've... I've got to go.

Oh.
(kisses)

Bye.

What you did...

tying him up...

I know you were trying to help,
but...

you should have called us,

so if you want to be a part
of this family again...

next time call.

Okay.

I think she's
warming up to you.

(chuckles)

(laughs)

It was a programming glitch.

Allowed Conley's materials to be

accessed by a Hawthorne-Price

campaign staffer.

Now, to their credit,
they let their opponent know

of the breach,
but not before the staffer

downloaded terabytes
of information.

I had nothing to do with this.

It was your computer.

I just got it.
You gave it to me,

and anyone could have used
it when I wasn't there.

We have no choice
but to let you go.

I'll go to the press.

Tell them about your affair.

No reporter is gonna believe
a publicly disgraced staffer

who just got fired.

You set me up.

You used my computer to hack
into Conley's files.

You got the info you needed and
got rid of me in the process.

You give me

too much credit.

This was all just
a happy accident.

(door opens and closes)

I should have known.

You always have a plan.

Hey.

Hey.

I'm glad you're
feeling better.

Here.

(sighs)

I don't know how much
you remember but...

You hog-tied me
to the bathroom sink.

(laughs)
Well, yeah.

I want to apologize for that.

No, honestly, I should be
the one apologizing.

I mean... when you got back,
I assumed the worst

about you but, I mean,
I'm more screwed up

than anyone else.

Well, we've all got demons,
right?

You know...

you said some things
when you were out of it.

Something about a... a body.

I've had these images

in my head for years...

...since I was a teenager.

Disturbing images...

and they came to life last night

when I was hallucinating.

Oh.

Images of what?

Somebody dragging a body
down the stairs.

The spindle breaking.

You know, I always
thought it was some sort

of drug-induced nightmare,

but now with the belt
and the cops, I-I mean...

what if it's some
sort of repressed memory?

What if that's what the cops
are here to talk to me about?

What if I was
a part of something?

Hey, hey, hey, hey,
listen to me.

The stress and the drugs,

all of it, it messes
with your head.

Yeah.
Whatever it was

you think you saw...

it was not real.

It's like that time

in Roger's Cube,

when Roger thought
his girlfriend

was cheating on him, but really
she was just into yoga.

(chuckles)

You read my comic?

They have papers in Maine.

(knocking on door)
Lieutenant wants

to see you.

DNA results are in.

(sighs)

Are you okay?

I'm so sorry I wasn't here.

Yeah, well, I thought
maybe you just didn't want

to see me go through this again.

I know how pathetic
I must be to you.

I don't think that,
and neither should you.

It's in your genes, you know.

My mother was an addict,
an alcoholic.

It's one of the reasons
I left home so young.

I never knew that.

I don't like
to talk about it,

but it's why I'm tough on you...

because I know what it can do
to a child...

and Jack needs you.

I'm trying.

I am.

I know.

Hey.

How was the spa?

More expensive
than I remembered.

(dog barking, siren wailing
in distance)

You really need
to get a cell phone.

How's your brother?

He's better.

Thanks.

I want to take you somewhere.

Where?

Somewhere I think will help you
understand me better.

What changed your mind
all of a sudden?

I'll tell you when we get there.

(door opens)

Hey.

Where have you been?
I've been trying to call you.

We're gonna be late
for the debate...

What's wrong?

(spindle snapping)

Okay.

The DNA came back.

Cam's blood was not a match.

Oh. Oh, thank God!

Tess, wait, there's more.

There's more.

Cam wasn't a match,

but there was a familial match.

What does that mean?

It means the blood on the belt

belongs to someone
in your family.

One of them is
Silver Bells.

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