All language subtitles for Wire in the Blood 6-0 Prayer of the Bone

Who are you calling?

Uh, nobody.

What's happening, Mom?

It's just a power outage.

Have you seen my cellphone?

Jake. Lucy.

Upstairs right now.
Come on.

Go upstairs.

Don't forget Claire, sweetheart.
Everything's gonna be okay.

Hurry.

Aaaaah!

... in the 7 o'clock hour

we have a report
from Latisha Stains

live at the
Luther County Courthouse,

where the Darius Grady murder
trial is about to commence.

Grady, a Luther High School
football star,

is accused of murdering
his beauty-queen wife, Loren,

and their two children
18 months ago.

Coming up after the break

is the weather and traffic
for Central Texas.

It looks like
we're in for another hot one.

Oh!

Ohh.

Dr. Hill?

Julie Rice.
Assistant district attorney.

Are you okay?

I'm just cooling off the...
Ohh.

Oh.

The motel said
you'd gone for a walk.

I just thought I'd save you

having to find your way
in a strange town.

It's time to meet the judge.

Oh, electric.
Nice.

Oh.
Only one in Texas.

Uh, it's a joke.

Okay.

How was your flight?

Oh, the flight was, uh...

- Oh, stop!
- What?

First, the judge.

Second, the police station.
Look at the interrogation tapes.

Third, tomorrow,
interview M r. Darius Grady.

I can't tell you how
grateful we are

you agreed to come and testify.

The defense is getting real
traction with this PTSD stuff.

The I raqi war
is so unpopular now,

people can blame it
for anything -

even killing two children -
and folk will believe you.

- Dr. Hill?
- M m-hmm?

The other problem
is that Ray Decosio,

Darius's lawyer - not the
brightest spark in the fire -

is getting help
from one of those

legal-action organizations.

The Southern Justice League.

They're feeding him ammunition,

especially on how to win
the trial in the media.

Are they winning?

He murdered his wife and babies,
Dr. Hill.

Those facts will win.

I'll be honest.

I don't like shrinks.

Especially not in my courtroom.

They confuse people.

Me especially.

Plus there's the expense.

God knows what you're costing
the taxpayer, Dr. Hill.

Fees. Flights.
Accommodations.

Uh, Dr. Hill is staying
at the Cottonmouth.

That fleapit?
Move him at once.

It's what he asked for.

Did he?

Did you?

I wanted somewhere
like Linda Hamilton stayed.

- Linda Hamilton?
- Yes. Linda Hamilton.

From "The Terminator. "

M ichael Biehn.

The night Jason Connor's
conceived, just before -

Come!

M r. Decosio.
Ms. Addison.

We were just discussing
Dr. Hill's motel.

I wouldn't worry about that.

He'll be back home in England
by tonight.

Motion to strike Dr. Hill
as an expert witness

because of prior knowledge
of my defendant, Darius Grady.

Of course he has
prior knowledge.

That's what makes him an expert.

That's what
makes him prejudiced.

What is your prior knowledge?

Darius Grady was stationed
at a U. S. Air Force base

near Bradfield, England.

He was arrested by the police
in a hotel room

with a drugged and naked
15-year-old girl

and a concealed camera.

Dr. Hill was asked to do
a psychological assessment

after the military claimed
Darius had PTSD

because of his time in I raq

and wasn't in control
of his actions.

Dr. Hill found no evidence
of PTSD.

But before the case
could go to trial,

the Army shipped Darius
back home to Texas

and discharged him.

Just in time for him to murder
his wife and kids.

Which goes to prove my point.
Darius got away.

Dr. Hill is here
on a revenge trip.

Are you, Dr. Hill?

Statement - " I didn't know
about the camera. "

Statement -
" I didn't know she was 15. "

Statement -
"I don't remember her name. "

- Remember what she looked like?
- Nope.

That I don't believe because,
well...

she is hot.

But I do believe you
about the age thing

because she is
one well-developed young lady.

You're telling me.
She's never 15.

Remember how you met her,
Darius?

I n a bar.

I'm telling you, as soon
as these chicks find out

you're U. S. military,

they are all over you
like white on rice.

Dr. Hill?
Dr. Hill?

Dr. Hill.

Sorry.
I was miles away.

No. Not revenge.
No.

Then why are you here?

To appraise Darius

and to see if his post-traumatic
stress disorder is a fiction.

It wasn't last time I saw him.

I mean it didn't exist.

But that is the beauty of PTSD.

It's all in the eye
of the beholder.

If you see what I mean.

Obviously you don't.

A diagnosis of PTSD depends on
the subject reporting a certain,

in fact a very wide range,
of symptoms.

I nsomnia, irritability.

Numbed response,
heightened response.

Flashbacks, flashbacks.
Flash-forwards, flash-forwards.

Hypervigilance, hallucinations.
Hair loss?

No.
I joked about the last one.

Anyway...

I need to examine Darius.

Well, it seems
Dr. Hill's testimony

is as much a liability
for Ms. Rice

as it is for you, M r. Decosio.

I'm allowing it.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Your Honor.

Dr. Hill?

Hmm?

It's John Connor.

I'm sorry.

From the "Terminator" movies.

Dr. Hill,
this is Sheriff Jon Phelps.

He's the man
who arrested Darius Grady.

- Hi.
- Dr. Hill.

I've got the files and tapes
you wanted.

I don't know
nothing about it.

Loren's dead, Darius.

- Ahl
- So are Jake and Lucy.

Their blood's
all over your shirt.

I don't know how it happened.

I don't - I don't know.
I don't know.

Well, maybe these
will refresh your memory.

What the hell is
going on, Sheriff?

I'm questioning a suspect.

Without his lawyer?

- He didn't want one.
- Well, he does now.

And I want that off.

Dr. Hill?

Coffee.

Thank you very much, M ister...

It's Deputy.
Deputy Phelps.

Thank you.

Sheriff's, uh, my daddy.

I'm... I'm his son.

Oh.

So...

You gonna analyze Darius?

Yeah.
Something like that, yeah.

Why?
You think he did it?

You ever killed anyone,
Deputy Phelps?

Only in the line of duty.

You ready now, Darius?

You bet.

Case files
don't leave the building.

It's just forensic reports.

Oh, and witness statements.
Yes.

And crime-scene photographs.

And interview tapes.

You don't want me here
all night,

exhausting your manpower,
costing you overtime.

Snooping through your drawers.

Thank you.

Oh. Could I -
Could I see the crime scene?

No.
The house is up for sale.

Plus, the scene is, what,
18 months old.

Not gonna tell you jack.

What about the graves?

Usually I know the victims.
Or have a sense of them.

Even if they are dead.
Which usually they are.

Unfortunately.

Well, they tell you anything?

Children suffer much?

Medical examiner said the girl
took a long time dying.

Bled three pints of blood
onto her daddy's clothes.

DA's not seeking
the death penalty.

Why?
Beats me.

But if he was up for death,

would you have come over
to testify?

No.

Not even if Darius wanted it?

Darius.
This is Sheriff Phelps.

Come on out, now.

How did you know
to go out there?

Darius called 911.

Said his wife and kids
were dead.

When the patrol car showed up,

Darius took a shot at it.

That's why the cavalry arrived.

Was your son there?

I n another part of the state.

Now, I kept this
out of the media.

Said the camera was down.

You'll see why.

Dariusl
Come outl

We're coming in.

Throw the weapon down, son.

Put the gun down, Dariusl

Don't be a fool, now.

Throw it down, Dariusl

- Get a medic over herel

Boys couldn't shoot for shit.

A dozen shots.
Only three hits.

None serious.

Did Darius fire?

Just the once.

So's we'd all come running.

You getting my meaning,
Dr. Hill?

Suicide by cop.

That's what he wanted.

Darius and your son -
What's your son's name?

Amare.

Amare and Darius were friends?

Since first grade.

Teammates, every sport.

After his mom passed, Amare
joined the Army with Darius.

And when the war started,
they even fought together.

Your son was wounded.

Yep.
Amare got an early ticket home.

Looking back,
I guess he was the lucky one.

She was gonna leave me.

She was gonna try to take
my kids away from me.

I wasn't gonna let her do that.

What about the kids, Darius?

What did they do?

They ran.

Hid.

That bitch turned
my own kids against me.

Oh, it's a small-town
love story.

All-American boy
weds all-American girl.

Prom queen. Beauty queen.
Teen queen.

Every man's fantasy.

Teeth, tits, and pom-poms.

And when hubby's away,
she still craves attention.

But Darius finds out.

And now he really is nobody.

Failed lover, failed killer.

So he murders her twice.

Once to prove he's a man.

And once to prove he can kill.

What are you doing down there,
Dr. Hill?

I was...

I was investigating.

We already did.

Yes. I just wanted to see
where they died.

Loren and the children.

So I can understand
how they died.

Little girl didn't die in here.

This way, Doc.

She got away.

He followed.

That's where we found her.

It took them a week...

...to get the blood stains out.

Hi.

Would you like to come in?

You know who I am?

The Southern I njustice
something -

Southern Justice League.

Assisting,
but not officially part of,

the Darius Grady defense,
therefore able to talk to you.

I'm honored.

Don't be.

Do you know what Darius's
nickname was in the Army?

40 Watt.

Oh, not very bright?
That's very good.

Meaning they could have
got him to confess

he murdered his own mother.

I've seen the confession.
It was not made under duress.

And it's got nothing
to do with me.

I'm only here to say
if Darius has PTSD.

Course he does.

- And you know that how?
- He was in I raq.

So were 400, 000 other Americans.

What Darius did proves it.

Oh, the crime proves
he has PTSD?

But PTSD excuses him
from committing the crime.

That is a fantastic argument.

Cake and eat it. Yum-yum.

Why are you here, Dr. Hill?

You some kind of buddy
of Luis Borgos?

- Who's he?
- The DA.

- I've never met him.
- Then why?

Do you like being the doctor

at the door
of the execution chamber?

This isn't a death penalty case.
There is no execution chamber.

Good night.

Fancies the pants off me.

Oh, uh, just out of interest,

why aren't you going
for the death penalty?

Because I don't believe in it.

Not even for a child murderer?

Settle for life without parole.

And you drive a Prius.

Shocked they allow you
in the state.

The DA asked me to prosecute
the case.

He gave me discretion
to interpret the law.

I believe that, despite
the severity of the crime,

Grady's confession,
his remorse,

make the lesser penalty
appropriate punishment.

What if after this interview
I discover Darius has got PTSD?

What if the jury buys it?

What'll happen
to his sentence then?

A secure psychiatric unit.
Maybe 15 to 20 years.

So he gets out when he's 45.

Does that seem fair to you?

You remember me, Darius.

Tony Hill.

Remember Samantha Powers?

Yeah.

She's prettier than you.

Remember raping her?

I thought you were here
to talk about my wife.

No, I'm here to talk about you.

How are you sleeping

Pretty good.

Dreams?

I don't remember dreams.

What about nightmares?

Hallucinations? No?

What about imagination?

I magining you're at home
with Loren and the kids.

What, let's pretend?

Yeah, let's pretend
you're at home,

and you're having dinner
in the kitchen.

- And where does Lucy sit?
- Screw you.

I think Lucy sits there.

Jake over there.

Loren where I am.

And you there.

This looks great.

Who wants more? Do you want
some more meat, babe?

- I know you loved it.
- No, actually...

What are you eating?
Burgers, maybe?

Ah, chicken.

Loren, does she like cooking?

And the kids,
they're good eaters?

I'll bet Jake is.
Lucy, though.

Why did you do that?

Just a little twitch I have.

You're a liar.

Okay.

Startle reflex, huh?

Oh!

Well, you jumped.

Got PTSD?

Well, actually, I probably have.

But this isn't about me.

How do you know
about startle reflex?

Are you sure about this guy?

The English police rate him.

- My lawyers...
- What as?

... told me
you were gonna come here

and try and get in my head.

You in there yet?

He'd better deliver.

I'm working my way, Darius.

For your sake.

You hear the voices?

What voices?

Ones telling me what to do.

Think you'll find that's
schizophrenia, not PTSD.

What about blackouts?

What, you suffer from blackouts?

Nope.

Ah.

You're clever, Darius.

Yeah, I changed bulbs.

100 Watt.
That's me.

Don't you want to know
if you're sick?

I'm not sick.

Okay.
So you know what you did.

Yeah.

Killed your wife.

Your babies.

Jake and Lucy.

You stabbed, stabbed!

Stabbed them.

And you don't care.

Yeah.

You know, I actually felt
sorry for you when I heard.

When I read those reports,
I thought...

"What drove him to that?

What unendurable pain?"

That's my job.
The imagining of pain.

But you, you don't feel pain,
Darius.

You're just a pretty boy trying
to save his pretty little skin.

Fuck you!

You don't know
anything about me!

Don't know a fucking thing
about me!

Get off me!
Get off me!

What the fuck
is wrong with you?!

Get off me!
I'll kick your ass!

Come on!
You want inside my head?

You want inside my head?!

Is that what you want?!
Come on! Come on!

Come on!

Come onl

Dr. Hill.

Luis Borgos.
Luther district attorney.

Oh, yes.
I've heard of you.

Just wanted you to know
how grateful we are

for the work you're doing here.

You're welcome.

What's your take
on Darius Grady?

Oh, uh...

... don't you already know?

The room was bugged

to monitor a meeting between
a pedophile and his mom.

Last-minute attempt to find
a missing 6-year-old boy.

So we, uh...

Yeah, we forgot to remove
the listening device.

Ah, you forgot.

Look, I apologize.
But I'm still curious.

What do you make of Darius?

Wait for my report.

This is my rental.

Truth is...

... I wish he'd said more.

Especially about his drug deals.

Darius was a drug dealer?

Yeah.

Started young.
Kept on going.

I missed my chance
to put him away.

If I had, Loren, Jake, Lucy

might still be alive.

Loren was a good woman.

She didn't deserve to die.

Who does?

That's one for the philosophers,
Dr. Hill.

So, of course, I can't comment.

But I do look forward
to reading your report.

Thank you.

This is Dl F ielding.
Bradfield Cl D.

Please leave a message
after the beep.

It's me.

I n Texas.

It's very hot, Texas.

And it's very flat.

It's like Norfolk.

Lots of politics.

So, what should be
an ordinary

terrible, horrible
domestic murder is now...

Well, now it's a freak show,

with me playing
the bearded lady.

They even bugged my session
with the murderer.

The alleged murderer.

Probably bugging me right now.

Place like this, you can see
the need for alien abduction.

Anyway...

The murder.
Did he do it?

Oh, yeah.

But did he do it
with full cognition,

consciousness, intent,
and will?

Did he?

Alex, there's someone
at the door.

Don't go away.

Oh.

It's 3:00 in the morning.

Oh, you do fancy me.

What?

Well, you have a telephone.
I have a telephone.

"Hello, Dr. Hill.
It's Anita Addison. "

But here you are in the flesh.

I assure you
on my mother's grave,

my being here has nothing to do
with attraction.

I'm sorry to hear
about your mum - ah, mom.

You interviewed Darius today.

Yesterday, actually.

He just tried to kill himself.

Well, obviously
he didn't succeed.

What did he do?
Slash his wrists?

His throat.

He's in intensive care.

Alex, I've got to go.
Something has...

Oh, and that bit
about her fancying me -

That was a joke.

And she didn't
find it funny either. Bye.

How did he manage
to cut his throat?

Somehow he got ahold of a pen,

made it razor sharp
on his cell wall.

Know what was on the pen?

No.

"Welcome to Bradfield. "

Any idea where that came from?

What do you know
about Darius and drugs?

Who told you about that?

The DA.

M r. Borgos.

Thought you didn't know him.

Well, I do now.

So, what's his story with drugs?

Same as most kids in Luther.

He ran into an evil prick
called Winston Lee-Burrill

who worked undercover
with the sheriff's office.

Got 40 people arrested
for dealing

with no evidence at all,
other than his own lying word.

So they were let go?

Welcome to Texas.

They got jail time.
Up to 90 years.

Hoo.

But not Darius?

Darius avoided jail by signing
up to be shot at in I raq.

While he was there, most of
the sentences were overturned.

Lee-Burrill was fired.
Sheriff Phelps took over.

That is Darius's drug history.

Look, he's a kid
who experimented once or twice,

got burned for life.

If you really are interested
in his mind,

look at what I raq did to it.

And now he's tried
to top himself again.

But it's not
an attention-seeking scratch

on the wrists.

It's a great gouging
at his throat.

With my pen.

Which he must have nicked

when he tried to plant the table
in my head.

Oh, actually, it's not my pen.

It's your pen.

I stole it off you
two months ago.

"Welcome to Bradfield. "

Sorry.

If he dies,
you're an accomplice.

Bye, Alex.

Uh!

Ha ha ha ha ha.
Ha!

Quit teasing the goddamn dog.

M r. Lee-Burrill?

Who the fuck are you?

M y daddy was a great admirer
of your M r. Churchill,

hence Winston.

Admired Maggie Thatcher
even more.

But lucky for me,
I was already born.

Huh. Otherwise, you'd be like
that Johnny Cash song.

"He named me Sue. "

Yeah.
What the fuck's that about?

How adverse circumstances
can sometimes force

or, indeed, free an individual
to become hyperadaptive

to his or her own environment.

Or as M r. Cash put it, " M y fists
got hard and my wits got keen. "

You always talk like you've
got a poker up your ass, Doc?

Or them snakes
just making you nervous?

It's mainly the snakes.

I breed 'em for the
snake handlers, faith healers,

nut jobs or whatever.

So, what do you want?

Darius Grady.

I n your opinion, did Darius do
and/or sell drugs?

Darius Grady did
and he sold drugs.

Just like the other 40
you had arrested?

Everybody I arrested
was guilty, hoss.

Maybe not right then
or right there,

but they were
10 or 20 times over.

Courts thought different,
though.

Oh, fuck the courts.

People of Luther
were all right with it, I'd...

I put some bad people away,
boss.

Bad.

You know, I was the last person
to see Darius that night.

The night he committed
the murders?

Well, kudos to you, Dr. Hill,

for not saying
the word "allegedly. "

He had come by here
to talk about

that pretty little wife of his.

How she'd been doing
since he was gone.

What she was doing.

Why ask you?

I get around.

Private investigator since I
resigned my official capacities.

And what had Loren been doing?

I don't know.

She was always kind of careful,
you know?

M ysterious.

But, hell, she had to be.

There wasn't a man in Luther
with a pulse

didn't have the hots for her.

Can you describe
his state of mind?

Whiny.

Headaches.
Can't sleep.

All the munitions
that he was exposed to in I raq

were making him crazy.

Et cetera, et cetera.

So you think
he was making it up.

That's a goddamn joke.

Darius was part of
a National Guard transpo unit.

Never even made it
out of Kuwait.

It's funny how it's always
them depot boys

stuck guarding pussy bars
300 miles behind the lines

that are always the ones
getting sick, huh?

But that is
one hell of a song, Doc.

"Kickin' and a-gougin'
in the mud and the blood

and the beer. "

That's Oedipus, isn't it?

Man's got to kill his daddy
in order to be a man?

You believe all that shit?

Your military service -
You were in a transport unit.

Yes, sir.
14th Texas National Guard.

So you never got to I raq.

You never left Kuwait.

What's the difference?
It's all flies and sand.

How come you got wounded?

Maybe I shot myself in the foot.

Amare, if you know something
that can help Darius,

you better tell me.

Marines had gotten themself into
trouble on the push to Baghdad.

- Me and some other guys -
- Darius.

Of course, Darius.

We volunteered to drive
fuel and ammo to...

We took a wrong turn.

D's truck got hit first.

Oh, Godl

Was burning.

So, what did he do?

What did he do, Amare?

He hid in his truck.

Get out herel

Aahl

We managed to make it
out of there alive.

Sorry about your neck.

Heh.

Thanks for the pen.

And I'm sorry about
what happened in I raq.

Think I might have got it wrong.

What you went through that day.

I didn't go through shit.

That's not what Amare says.

Amare needs to shut his mouth.

Nothing happened in I raq.

We just wasted a bunch
of towelheads, that's all.

- You fought.
- Fuckin' A, we did.

We kicked ass.

And that's when
Amare got wounded.

- That's why he came home early.
- Piss off.

But you stayed on, you got
shipped back to England,

and you raped Samantha Powers.

- I said piss off.
- Why did you do that, Darius?

Just tell me why you did that.

Tell me, Darius.

Because Loren was
a cheatin' whore.

That's why.

And you know that how?

'Cause I...

I called home one night.

She didn't want to talk.

And I heard a guy's voice
in the background saying,

"Who is it, babe?"

Then I hear Loren's voice.

She said, " It's nobody. "

Nobody.

So that's why I did
that Brit slut.

I didn't know anything
about her age or a damn camera.

Not that I gave a damn, either.

Your friends used it to make
a porn film.

40 Watt.

Too dim to know better.

So who was the man at the house?

I don't know.

You didn't recognize the voice?

No.

Yet that's the reason
why you killed Loren.

Yeah.

You had a gun.

Why use the knife?

'Cause I wanted
to get close to them.

I wanted to stab them close.

But Lucy wouldn't die.

She just kept asking for air.

She wouldn't die.

Yeah, but Lucy
didn't cheat on you.

Neither did Jake.

They were there!
I killed them all!

I killed them all.

Sodomized with what?

Knife handle.

Now, I've seen it
the other way around.

Thank heaven for small mercies.

The cause of death?

Carotid artery severed.
Bled out.

The children?

Killer expended
his energy on Loren.

He only stabbed
each of the kids once.

Here.

Boy died pretty quick.

Girl, unfortunately, did not.

Yeah, Darius said
she was trying to talk.

Well, he stopped her
from doing that too.

I found cotton fibers
in her lungs.

Matched Darius's T-shirt.

He held her so close
he suffocated her.

M mh.
The loving father.

Thank you.

You said "sodomized. "

Not "raped. "

Well, the word may have
different meanings

in our respective
criminal codes.

But in the United States,

"sodomy" means "penetration
of any orifice by any object. "

Darius, uh,
evidently did not wish

to spill any more of his seed.

... last testimony in the murder
trial of Darius Grady,

English expert Dr. Tony Hill

is due to take the stand
this morning.

Defense attorney Ray Decosio
had argued

that Dr. Hill be ex cluded
from the case

due to his prior knowledge
of the defendant.

Aah!

Oh!

Oh!

Any idea
who might have done this?

Well, Lee- Burrill
keeps rattlesnakes.

But he'd hardly be dumb enough
to use them.

He's dumb enough.

His idea of evidence
is to write notes on his leg.

Question is,
why would anyone want to?

It's either to scare me
into saying Darius is crazy

and he gets off,

or to scare me into saying
he's sane

and he gets convicted.

Trouble is...

... I don't know which way
I'm supposed to be scared.

Wish they'd left a note.

Hmm. Maybe you ask
too many questions.

I ask what I need to know.

I n your examination
of Darius Grady,

did you see any evidence
of post-traumatic stress

from his service in I raq?

He had a bad experience.

But in my opinion,
it didn't affect his behavior.

If it did affect his behavior,
how would you know?

Well, someone suffering
from PTSD lives in fear

of remembering
the traumatizing incident.

Fear of its repetition.

That affects sleep,
appetite, digestion, reflexes.

All bodily functions.

And after I raq, Darius reported
no such symptoms.

Your Honor,
what does Dr. Hill think

the bandage on my
client's neck is - an ascot?

You'll have your chance,
M r. Decosio.

What about M r. Grady's
suicide attempt?

Caused by rage and self-hate.

Tragic, yes, but not
recognized symptoms of PTSD.

What about other possible
battlefield influences?

Gulf war syndrome?

Well, I've not seen any account
of gulf war syndrome

with the sort of
neurocognitive defects

that would make a man kill
his own family.

By neurocognitive defects,
you mean... blackouts?

- Hallucinations?
- Yes.

For a diminished-responsibility
defense to be credible,

Darius would have to have
a hallucinatory flashback

in which he saw
his entire family as I raqis

and then killed them all
in self-defense.

Crime scene
doesn't bear that out.

And nor does
his own description.

He knew what he was doing.

Seems so.

Thank you.

You examined
my client's medical records.

What about your own?

What do you mean?

Well, didn't you recently
recover from a brain tumor?

It's not that recent.

But your records show
that because of this tumor,

you suffer from blackouts.

Flashing lights.

Nausea. Headaches.

I nsomnia.

Silence!

Is there a question here?

Yes, there is.
Dr. Hill...

Do you hear voices?

Well, we all hear voices.

Is this going anywhere,
M r. Decosio?

I think the court
has a right to know

that Dr. Hill has
medical problems of his own.

He also has a previous

and hostile relationship
with my client -

so hostile that
the first session here

ended with my client
trying to cut his own throat.

Your Honor,
counsel is testifying.

Maybe he can get away
with this in England.

That's hardly the standard
of competence here.

- If we're talking competence...
- No further questions.

...why haven't you offered

any alternative theories
for the killings?

Thank you, Dr. Hill.

Why haven't you found out who
was sleeping with Darius's wife?

- Stop him, Your Honor!
- Dr. Hill, that's enough.

He had a gun. Why not use that
rather than the knife?

Bailiff, remove the witness.

You gave up on Darius

the second you walked into
that hospital room.

It's okay.

It's okay.
I'm going, I'm going.

The jury will disregard
the witness's remarks.

Look, I mean, what can I say?
He annoyed me.

So you decided to wreck my case?

Well, hardly wrecked.

I mean, how can anyone lose
against that guy?

I've gotten you in trouble
with your boss. I'm very sorry.

Nothing we can't recover from.

This trial's far from over.

You have a safe flight home,
Dr. Hill.

Julie.

Jesus Christ.

Amen.

How did you get in?

Through the door.

Huh?

Let's go for a ride.

Hmm?

Caught your act in court, Doc.

There's been
some fallout already.

The DA, Luis Borgos,
has taken over the case.

He fired Julie Rice.

Right out of
the barrel of a gun.

I heard about your rattler too.

Wasn't me, man.

Wouldn't waste one of my snakes.

Why are we here,
M r. Lee-Burrill?

'Cause that snake
got me thinking, Doc.

Why the hell try to
run you off, huh?

And then what you said in court
today made me think some more.

What if somebody else
did them killings?

But you thought Darius did it.

Maybe still do.

But that "what if" possibility

is pretty damn intriguing,
isn't it?

Cough and a spit that way -
Mexico.

Main export - drugs.

Big money in selling
that shit, right?

But even bigger money
in fighting it.

Lawyers get rich.
And judges.

And police departments.
Prison.

And here sits
the little old town of Luther,

right at the gates.

Why the hell do you think
I was so popular back then?

I gave them boys
what they needed.

I gave them bad guys.

And the courts put them away.

Are you saying those people
weren't bad?

I'm saying maybe I got
a little overzealous at times.

And the cops and the lawyers
knew this?

Maybe the cops and the lawyers
got overzealous themselves.

What's this got to do
with Darius?

Maybe he knew something.

He had more than his share
of run-ins with the law.

Any evidence?
Write anything on your leg?

Yeah, all right.
Touch�, Doc.

No, I don't have
any goddamn evidence.

But then why does somebody put
a snake in your car, huh?

Who wants to make sure that
Darius is put away for good?

It's not for good.

Even if he got life
without parole,

he'd still be able to talk.

I told you, man, Borgos is
taking over the case.

From that Prius pinko,
Julie Rice.

So?

Borgos is running
for reelection.

And there ain't nothing
that helps a reelection campaign

in the state of Texas
like an execution.

He'll go for the death penalty?

Yeah.

No thank you.

Drugs.

Iraq.

Darius.

Who's screwing who?

Loren, Amare friends?

Phelps.
Law enforcement.

Outlaw enforcement.

Amare.

Is it you?

Or does Iraq screw Darius?

Lee-Burrill.
Cops and Lawyers.

Who's screwing Darius?

Oh, it's a crime.

Criminal elements.

Or maybe it's lawyers.
Or the drugs.

Or the cops or the lawyers.

Or all of them.

Who?

Aahl

Nol

Nol
Oh, my Godl

Nol

What?

Who is this?

Wakey-wakey.

And news just in -

Police in Luther County
are investigating

the mysterious death
of the former policeman

and private investigator
Winston Lee-Burrill

after his body was discovered
early this morning.

The sheriff's department
reports the suspected killers

are in fact Mr. Lee-Burrill's
pet snakes,

which escaped from their cages
in the middle of the night.

Have they gotten them all?

Yep.

You shouldn't be here.

I know this might be
a silly question,

but how did he actually die?

Complete circulatory collapse
due to snake venom.

How many bites?

20 or so.

But most of them
just fooling around with him.

See, about 30�/� of rattlesnake
bites don't inject any venom.

The two that did the damage
were here and here -

were deep and deadly.

It's not a nice way to go.

Loren Grady's stab wounds.

How deep were they?

Well, most weren't.

I nch.
Maybe half-inch.

More jabbing than stabbing.

Like the killer was hesitating.

Or having fun.

You know, fooling around.

Like the snakes.

- You don't buy that.
- I don't know what I buy.

Loren Grady fooling around.

Is that why
she was gonna leave Darius?

- Who said that?
- He did.

Oh, do you know different?

- I thought you were leaving.
- I was.

- Have a good flight.
- Thank you.

What do you want, Dr. Hill?

Julie Rice out, Luis Borgos in.

Does that mean
it's a death penalty case?

It's always been a death penalty
case, given the crimes.

It was at
the prosecutor's discretion

as to whether
it would be sought.

- And now it will be.
- We'll find out in court.

I'd like to help you.

No thank you. I've seen
the way you help people.

I can show that Darius might not
have committed the murders.

But he did.

I can introduce
reasonable doubt.

There's no doubt,
reasonable or unreasonable.

- Do you think he didn't do it?
- I don't know.

I don't know what to think.

But I do think there's
something else going on here.

I mean, why is
Winston Lee-Burrill dead?

Because he got drunk and fell
on a dozen rattlesnakes.

Okay, I agree.
That explains it.

But - but - as M r. Lee-Burrill
himself said,

I mean,
people want Darius put away.

I mean literally put away.
And I mean put down.

Well, I know it's Texas.

But what's the hurry?

That's how you expect
to convince a jury?

All right. It's not good.
I know.

But anomalies. Normalities.
Anormalities.

There's lies.
Alibis.

Fruit flies.
Oh! Sod it.

Try this.

Darius didn't kill
his wife and children because...

Well, because he would have
raped Loren.

An enraged husband

typically acts out the act
of sexual possession.

The killer - the alleged,
alternative killer -

he sodomized her.

He was careful.

Didn't want to leave
any bodily fluids.

And Loren was stabbed 30 times

but only died because
her carotid artery was severed.

It was two blows.

It was slish, it was slash.
And it was very accurate.

So Darius,
he tries to kill himself,

he makes mincemeat
of his throat

but still misses
the carotid artery?

And second, 30 stab wounds,
and most of them were not deep.

No, less than an inch,

which implies the need
to inflict pain and suffering.

It's not a frenzied attack -

not, again, the typical response
of an enraged husband.

And third, the children.

One stab wound each
to the heart.

The killer looks them
in the face

and stabs them in the heart.

But why use a knife?

He had a gun.
He fired it at the cops.

Why not use that?

It's quicker, it's more
merciful, it's less personal.

And fourth - or is it fifth? -
this suicide by cop.

He'd just murdered
his wife and children.

Why doesn't
he just blow his brains out?

We've got four anomalies -
or is it five? -

with only one answer.

Darius found the bodies.
Ergo, there is another killer.

But he confessed.

Oh, come on. You've heard of
coerced confessions.

A powerful interrogator.
A suggestible suspect.

I've coerced a confession.

Well, I thought I had.
Once.

Turned out I hadn't, but it was
a close run for a while.

Darius Grady's confession
wasn't coerced - I was there.

Yes, of course.

Okay, let's just say we go with
your idea of a phantom killer.

Any ideas?

No.

But... no.

Look, I appreciate your effort.

Some of this will be very useful
in my summation.

But to be honest, and as has
been the case all along,

the best I can hope for Darius
is clemency.

Right.
What if I talk to the press?

Why would you do that?

Public pressure.

Fight the case
through the media.

I think it would be
counterproductive.

- What's there to lose?
- Plenty!

Now, I have a meeting.

So, Anita, why don't you buy
Dr. Hill a drink?

He could use one.

Come on, then.

You really work
with the English police?

Why shouldn't I?

You seem, well...

... rather out of place.

She manages me.

I mean they manage me.
We work well together.

Normally.

And normally I'm not so...

so out of place.

Why the police?

Why crime?

I mean, I can see you in a
college or doing psychotherapy,

but not at some
horrible crime scene,

deep in blood and guts.

It's a long story.

We got all night.

Hmm?

Not in that sense.

Tell me your story.

Okay.

Me and cops?

A long time ago I was invited
to a conference in New York,

and someone -
it was another shrink -

told me a story.

Social worker
is walking by a river

when she sees a body
being carried down.

So she rushes into the water,
she drags it out,

and starts giving it
mouth-to-mouth and CPR

and everything.

Then another body
comes floating by,

so she drags that one out and
tries to save that one as well.

Then a third body
is carried down the river.

And as she's dragging
that one out, she sees a cop,

so she yells, "Help me!"

But the cop just walks away.

So she shouts,
"Hey, where are you going?"

And the cop says,

" I'm gonna get
the son of a bitch

who's throwing bodies
in the river. "

I like it.

But doesn't that mean
you should want to be a cop?

No.

I want to tell the cop

why the son of a bitch
is throwing bodies in the river.

And even who
the son of a bitch is.

But in this case, obviously not.

You don't think Darius did it.

Oh, he confessed.

Oh, well.

Thanks for listening.

Funny...

I've never slept
with an Englishman before.

That makes two of us.

Oh, great.

I've had one.
A couple.

Can't remember.

What do you mean,
"driving erratically"?

It's how I always drive.

You have got to be joking.

I've spoken to the DA.

I n the interest
of the abiding friendship

between our two great nations,

we're releasing you
without charge.

You know I was set up.

Someone doesn't like
what I'm doing.

With the strong advice
that you pack up and go home

before you do yourself
any more harm.

Understood, Sheriff.

This is totally absurd.

I've never taken
illicit substances in my life.

- Not for the last 20 years.
- Stop.

- Not if you don't include -
- Stop.

Christ.
Don't say anything.

To me, the cops, the press.
Anybody, all right?

Christ,
you talk about incompetence.

Freakin' liability.

No one's gonna believe
another word

that comes out of your mouth.

Get in the car.

Darius Grady is a patriot.

He served his country honorably
and well.

But he went
to a dangerous place.

And he was damaged there.

Desperate to prove
otherwise,

the prosecutors
scoured the globe

to find a psychologist-for-hire

that would agree
that Darius's time in I raq

did not damage him.

Do you believe
this dubious source...

... or your own common sense?

Windyl

- Whoal
- Hi, honl

- Hi, Dadl
- Hi, Daddyl

Gang's all here.

- We even have little Claire.
- Happy birthday, Daddy.

- Blow on that one. Whoal
- Windyl

We wish you were here.

All get over here
and sing "Happy Birthday. "

Okay.

Okay.
Hold on.

That's Darius's family
before he came home.

This is them after.

This is who Darius wiped out.

Then he calmly called 911
to tell the police.

He calmly confessed
to what he had done.

He insisted to the psychologist
that he knew what he was doing.

He even tried to kill himself -
not once, but twice -

because he felt so guilty.

The best that you can do...

... is to agree with him.

Give him what he wants

and what
his poor family deserves.

A guilty verdict.

Where's Anita Addison?

She probably saw
which way the wind was blowing

and headed back to Austin.

I thought she was on your side.

I didn't ask her to be.

Jury's back.

I n less than two hours.

Guess what that means.

On all counts of the indictment,
how do you find?

We find
the defendant guilty.

Yes.

M r. Borgos.

Will the people seek
the death penalty?

I believe, and the people
of Luther believe,

that these crimes deserve it.

Sentencing is set
for September 14th.

Court is adjourned.

I don't know
nothing about it.

Loren's dead, Darius.

- Ahl
- So are Jake and Lucy.

Their blood's
all over your shirt.

Yes - Austin, Texas.

The Southern Justice League.

Maybe these
will refresh your memory.

Connect me.

Yes, I'd like to speak
to Anita Addison.

What the hell is
going on, Sheriff?

- Yes - Addison.
- I'm questioning a suspect.

Without his lawyer?

- He didn't want one.
- Well, he does now.

And I want that off.

This is the
Southern Justice League, yes?

Okay, okay.

I'm sorry.

Ready now, Darius?

Bye.

You bet.

Dr. Hill.

Dr. Hill, I just want
you to know it wasn't planned.

Getting you over here,
getting your evidence,

then stepping aside
so Luis Borgos

could play
Lord High Executioner...

It wasn't planned.

Not by you.
By Borgos maybe.

No.

Anyway... I'm sorry.

Did you know Anita Addison
before all this?

No. Ray Decosio
brought her in.

Not according to him.

Southern Justice League
never heard of her.

And she was
the last person with me

before I got stopped
with planted drugs in my car.

- You think she set you up?
- I don't know.

But now she's disappeared.
Second question -

Did Ray Decosio know Darius
before all this happened?

He represented a lot of the kids

arrested for drug offenses
during Lee-Burrill's time.

I believe he got Darius off.

Hmm?

Anita Addison said he got off
because he joined the military.

What are you saying?

I don't know.
I really don't know.

And the last question - and
it's more of a favor, really -

can you get me in
to talk to Darius?

Why?

I want to make him confess.

Whew, I mean, the death penalty
wasn't on the cards.

Who cares?
You kill, you get killed.

Guess so.
'Cause you killed her.

You're damn straight.

Sliced her up,
and you cut her deep.

What was it, 30 times?
It was deep, deep, deep!

- And then you raped her.
- Yeah.

- Slut!
- She deserved it.

You wanted to show her
who was boss.

On the table, on the floor.
It was everywhere.

Yeah.
What did you do it with?

- With?
- What did you rape her with?

What?

What do you remember?

Nothing, nothing.

Except...

When I was holding Lucy...

... she kept saying...

... air.

"Want air. "

But that wasn't it.

It wasn't right.

You were holding her,
not crushing.

You weren't suffocating...

I saw it on the video
in the court.

It was Lucy with her doll.

- Hi, Dadl
- Hi, Daddyl

Gang's all here.

It was Lucy and Claire.

- We even have little Claire.
- Happy birthday, Daddy.

She was saying, " I want Claire.

I want Claire. "

Just want to talk to you,
M r. Decosio.

You are talking to me.

Where's the stuff
from Darius Grady's house kept?

I'm sorry?

I want to look
at Darius's stuff.

Why?

I don't know.
That's why I want to look at it.

That's not possible.

Darius gave me his permission.

What is this about?

Has it ever occurred to you
that Darius might be innocent?

Oh, not again.

Look, forensics, crime scenes,
confession.

Just let it go, Dr. Hill.

What if he did have PTSD?

What if that's the reason
for his confession?

- You said he didn't have PTSD.
- Not from I raq.

I was right about that.
I was wrong about the rest.

It was the right question,
but it was the wrong trauma.

Darius comes home
and finds his family butchered.

That's the trauma
that causes PTSD.

It doesn't explain
the confession.

Explains the suicide attempts.

That is not uncommon
amongst PTSD sufferers.

I say again - Why confess?

Well...
Well, because you helped him to.

- See, you believed he'd done it.
- What are you talking about?

Your belief convinced him.

That's the only way
he could make sense

of the black hole in his head.

Before you talked to him,
he's in shock.

And after it, he's a killer.

That's not possible.

Maybe. I don't know
what is or isn't anymore.

Darius said Lucy was trying
to tell him something.

That's the reason why
I want to look at his stuff.

Just to give Darius
some peace of mind.

It's in a police storage
outside of Luther.

Sheriff Phelps has the key.
I could meet you there.

Thank you.

That's what you're looking for?

I said is that it?

Nursery rhymes?

Let's have a look.

Stop right there.

Give the cassette to me.

- You doing Borgos' dirty work?
- What?

I rang
the Southern I njustice League.

They'd never heard of you.

Just give me the cassette.

Three people were killed
for this.

Exactly why I want it.

Don't be an idiot.
Hand it over!

No.

Of course, his lawyer.

I really am an idiot.

Yeah, why coerce a confession
when you can implant one?

You and Borgos
work on this together?

Just give me the tape.

What's on it?

You and Loren.

You're the mystery man.

Put them down now, M r. Decosio.
Put it down!

Put it down.

Put it down!

- Step back from the weapon!
- Drop the other thing too!

- Step back!
- Drop it! Step back!

Move!
Step back!

Seriously,
you've got to stop

coming around
and hitting on me.

Oh, come on, baby.
You know you like it.

No, I don't.
It's really upsetting the kids.

It's upsetting me too.
You know how I feel about you.

I can come over right now and,
you know, we could work it out.

I'll call the police.

You go near the cops,
and I'll take it out on Darius.

You understand me?

I understand you.

Am I on speakerphone?
Pick up the phonel

Loren.

Loren?

Are you trying to be clever?

He guessed she was taping him,

and he came looking
for the cassette.

Why didn't she just
give it to him?

She was protecting you.

Oh, uh...

Julie Rice is acting DA.

She'll, uh...

She'll sign the order
for your release.

I n Kevlar we trust.

Cops get anything
out of Decosio?

No.

CSU techs are reexamining
the crime-scene evidence.

They'll get him.

What was
this really about, Tony?

Lust.
Decosio wanted Loren.

She burned a hole in his brain.

Why did the FBl send you in?

Best way to study a system
is to join it.

Luther was a mess.

Drug users got 90 years,
dealers walked free.

Lawyers got rich,

defense and prosecution,
in one big trade-off.

Why did you give me
such a hard time, then?

Thought you were part of it -

Borgos dug you up to deliver
the verdict he wanted.

Rent-a-shrink.
What do you think now?

Think you should take
some time off.

Let me show you the real Texas.

Think I better go home.

M y roots need water.