All language subtitles for Carnal Innocence

[Woman]
Tucker Longstreet.

Tucker Longstreet.

- Tucker Longstreet!

Tucker, I am talking to you.

You were supposed to drive
into town

and bring me back some milk
and a case of cola.

Did I say that?

Yes, you did...

over an hour ago.

Now, get off you lazy butt.

Well, it is a nice butt...

so the ladies tell me.

Those women you hang out with

are not what I call ladies.

Now move it.

Della, who signs
your paychecks?

Tuck, who changed your diapers?

- [laughs, slaps]
- [gasps]

All right, but it's
going to be diet cola.

What's that supposed to mean?

[laughs]

[engine starts]

# [dance on radio]

# [chamber orchestra
playing classical on radio]

# [theme to Beethoven's
5th Symphony on iPhone]

# [Beethoven stops,
chamber music continues]

# [dance]

# [classical]

[trees screeching]

# ["Für Elise"]

# [out-of-tune keys]

# [rap]

Oh, and Miss Edith's
granddaughter Caroline Waverly--
she's back in town,

but I'm guessing since she had
her phone turned back on

- and an alarm system hooked up
last week...
- Hi, sis.

she might be staying
a while.

Who's going to tell her
about the dead body

found in Miss Edith's pond
last week?

I believe that
would be the job
of my handsome husband.

What is?

To tell Caroline Waverly
about Arnette's murder.

Do you have any leads?

The investigation
is ongoing.

Everyone in town
is pretty upset.

You've got to give us
more than that.

Did I mention she's
a musician?

Caroline Waverly.

Pretty famous musician, too.

Hey, Tucker, I had to keep
your brother overnight
in the lockup again.

Wondered what happened
to Dwayne.

- Figured maybe he got lucky.
- [chuckles]

That'll be the day.

He was all juiced up again,

got into some pushy-shovey
over at McGreedy's.

You charge him with anything?
Come on, Tucker,

I just didn't want him
driving home like that.

Tucker Longstreet.

Edda Lou.

Why haven't you
answered my calls?

I've been busy.

You and your family
own half this town.

You ain't never had a busy day
in your lazy life.

Now, Edda Lou, why don't you
just calm your pretty little--

- Oh!
- [people gasp]

You said you loved me
and you wanted to marry me.

I never said I loved you.

You made me think you did.

Marriage was your idea,

and I told you it never was
going to happen.

You said you cared about me.

- I did.
- You only cared
about Tucker Longstreet.

Then I guess you're
much better off without me,
then, aren't you?

- I'll see you at home.
- Oh, no, no, no, no.

You made promises.
You have an obligation.

Name one.

I'm pregnant.

You better decide
what you're going to do
about that... Daddy.

[gasps]
Hey! Hey!

What the hell did you do
that for?

You've got to stop this,
Dwayne.

Just because you're wife
runs off with some guy,

you plan drinking yourself
to death?

Let it go.
Move on.

I can't.

I'm stuck, Doug.

I miss my kids.

I'm sick of this, Dwayne.

Why are you talking so loud?

Mom and Daddy must be
looking down at me
with such disappointment.

They were the best parents
anybody could ever have.

Dad was a mean and ornery drunk,
all right?

- Let's go.
- All right, I'm coming.

Come on.

Come on.
Come on where? What?

All right. Here we go.

- Come on.
- Let's just go.

[grunting]
Jesus, Dwayne.

I-- see, I'm coming.

# [theme to Beethoven's 5th]

# [stops]

[Woman]
What are you doing here?

Just watching the water.

Didn't expect to run
into anyone.

No, neither did I.

We're neighbors.
I live down the road.

You're trespassing.

I didn't think of stopping
by the house to ask.

Miss Edith never did mind me
coming down here to the pond

and... ponder.

How about we start over?

I'm Tucker Longstreet.

- Mr. Longstreet--
- You can call me Tucker.

You settling in all right?
You need anything?

I'm fine.
I just arrived.

Yeah, I know.
I passed you coming into town.

You passed me?
You almost killed me.

I should report you
to the police.

Okay, then, that would be
Burke Truesdale.

He's the sheriff.

Fine. I'll leave.

Say, if you're still set
on calling Burke,

say "Hey" for me.

[metal clattering]

How much longer, Junior?

Couple of minutes.

Hi there.
Fill 'er up?

Yes, please.

Road trip?

The New York plates.

Oh, I'm just visiting.

You wouldn't be
Caroline Waverly.

Yes, I am.

[chuckles]
People have been talking
about you coming.

- I'm Josie Longstreet.
- Nice to meet you.

You any relation
to a Tucker Longstreet?

He's my brother.

If you've already met him,
that's a record,
even for Tucker.

Really?

Where there's a pretty girl,

Tucker usually isn't
far behind.

Car's ready, Josie.

Junior Talbot,
Bobbie Lee.

This is Caroline Waverly.

You better be good to her.

She's Miss Edith's
granddaughter.

Oh, nice to meet you.

We all love Miss Edith.

I certainly miss her.

Yeah, me, too.

Does the Chat and Chew

still have the best cherry pie
in the world?

It does,
and I would be happy to buy you
a slice sometime,

if you'd like.

I'd like that.

Welcome back.

Thank you.

It's-- It's good to be back.

I've got to run.

I'll see you around.

So, is it true?

Darleen, I'm going to marry
Tucker Longstreet,

and I'm going to live
in the Sweetwater estate.

Will you be my Maid of Honor?

# Here comes the bride #

# All dressed in white #

Honey, I'm home.

[sighs]
Hey.

- High, Junior.
- Hey, Edda Lou.

Oh, no, not before you take
a shower.

What are you doing here
so early?

Why didn't you call?

You know I like you to call
before coming home.

I'm running a business here.

- Mwah.
- Oh!

- [chuckles]
- Oh.

# [Beethoven's 5th theme]

[Edda Lou]
Tucker. Tucker,
is that you?

Tucker, got your note.

Tucker?

Don't you be teasing me, now.

Where are you?

[muffled gasping, screaming]

[crying]

[screams]

[door creaks, bangs]

[rattles]

[wind blowing, door rattling]

# [pop on radio]

[tires screech]

You son of a bitch.

Where the hell is Edda Lou?

I have no idea.

You want to put that down?

No, I don't.

You hiding her?

Now, look, Austin,

I have not seen her
since the diner.

You can be as pissed
at me as you want,

but the fact is
she is over 21.

Easy for you to say

now you gotten her pregnant.

Look, if that's the truth,

she came up with that plan
all on her own.

So she's good enough
to screw

but not good enough to marry?

Well, that's sounds
about right.

Why, you son of a--

[gun fires, cocks]

That's one barrel.
Other one's for you, Austin.

He's going to pay
for what he did to Edda Lou.

We'll settle this matter
before any checks are signed.

Now, you get the hell
out of here.

Well, I'll be back.

Thanks, Della.

Men are idiots,

including you,
Tucker Longstreet.

[gasps]

Chamomile tea--
my mama's cure all.

I hope you don't mind
Burke calling me.

No, not at all.

My husband is great
with police work,

not so good
on the nerve settling.

Did you see or hear
anything peculiar last night,
Miss Waverly?

There was a man
alone by the pond earlier.

Can you describe him?

He gave me his name--

Tucker Longstreet?

How did he seem to you?

Well, tense, like he was...

maybe stressed about something.

I think there's something
you need to know.

Edda Lou wasn't the first body
found in your pond.

There was one last week--
Arnette Gantrey.

That's enough, Burke.

Thank you.

You know how to use
that thing?

Yep. My grandpa taught me
to use it,

shooting tin cans
in the back yard.

# [Beethoven's 5th theme]

You want me to get that?

No, no, it's just
my ex-boyfriend.

He knows I'm not coming
back to work.

I walked out on a tour.

Because of the ex?

Did he cheat on you?

Have you ever met a man
who hasn't?

Burke.

How come you stopped
coming back here?

It wasn't by choice.

My mother decided,
when I was nine,

that vacations
were a waste of time.

I started competing in violin

and spent my summers
in music camps
all over the place.

I was in Europe

when my grandmother died.

And I didn't make it back
for her funeral.

Miss Edith
was very proud of you.

You must be good.

I have to be.

Why did your husband mention
Arnette Gantrey to me?

Because Tucker
used to date her, too.

Hey, Tuck.

Hey, Burke,
what's going on?

Listen, Tuck.

Where were you last night
at midnight?

That's a rather
personal question.

Edda Lou's dead, murdered.

Her body was found
at the McNair pond,

same way Arnette was killed.

You dated both of those women,
Tuck.

I date a lot of women.

And you have to admit you do
have a temper sometimes.

Not that bad a temper.

Did you kill them?

The FBI will see you
as a suspect.

The FBI?

This is now
a serial-killing case.

There was a third killing
around the 22nd in Greenville,

same M.O.
as these two murders.

I've not been to Greenville
in over a year.

And where were you
last night?

[Josie]
Right here with me,

playing gin rummy
until 2:00 in the morning.

See, last night Tucker
was so upset about
this pregnancy business,

that someone
had to distract him.

I got him drunk.

I guess you could say
I took advantage of him.

I won myself $38 at gin rummy.

Well, Tuck, I'm sorry
about all this.

I just thought it would just be
easier coming from me

than from the feds.

It wasn't.

Josie, we have not played gin
rummy in weeks.

Is that so?

Goodness, the days just seem
to blur together, don't they?

Sorry to bother you,
but we'd like to ask you
some questions.

Caroline Waverly?

Yeah.

Wow. [chuckles]

I attended the Bach concert
last spring at Carnegie.

Your Largo ma non tanto
was flawless.

FBI Special Agent
Matthew Burns.

I assume you're here
about the body.

Yes, I'm investigating
a possible serial killer.

We have a couple of questions

about the man you saw
at the pond the other day,

by the name
of Tucker Longstreet.

Can you turn up that AC?

It is.

You're not here for even a day,

and already you've got
the sheriff making you coffee.

Mr. Longstreet, I presume.

Special Agent Burns.

Burke said that you
wanted to talk to me?

Yes. Yeah,
thanks for coming in.

So what do you want
to talk about?
Weather? Sports?

Actually
I'm not an avid sports fan.

Cut the BS, Tuck.
Tell him about Edda Lou.

What do you want to know?

[clicks]

You and the victim
had a relationship.

She thought we did.

Did the affair end amicably?

I guess the answer to that
would have to be... no.

- How did that make you feel?
- How do you think?

Men have killed
with less motive.

I did not kill
Edda Lou Hatinger.

How about Arnette Gantrey?

You dated her, too.

You accusing me of something?

Well, both women found
in a pond a mile
from your home.

We have a witness
that says she saw you

at that same pond
earlier in the day,

says you seemed tense
and upset.

We're done here.

# [violin]

[gasps]

What are you doing here?

I didn't kill those women.

[gun fires]

Get down!

Longstreet,
are you still breathing?

Who is that?

Edda Lou's crazy daddy.

Yeah, I'm still breathing,
Austin!

But there's a lady in here,
so maybe you ought--

[whimpering]

[screams]

Come on out, you coward!

Hey, Austin!

This is no way
to solve anything.

Put your gun down,
I'll come out.

We can talk this through
man to man.

Well, you ain't no man!

You're a snake!

You got a gun?

Yeah, by the kitchen door.

Stay here.

[gun fires, glass shatters]

You forgot about the back door.

Austin, you're under arrest
for attempted murder...

and assault.

You have the right
to remain silent.

- Oh, shut up.
- Anything you say can
and will be used against you.

Which one of you
tied the knot?

I did.

It ain't over.

Come on, Austin.

Miss Waverly, you going to be
all right here by yourself?

Yes.

All I told Agent Burns

was that I saw you by the pond.

Did it look like I was
planning to kill someone?

I don't know
what that would look like.

I'll tell someone
to come fix your windows.

Please don't, Mr. Longstreet.

Again, it's Tucker,

like when we were kids.

I know you remember me.

No.

Handsome boy.

Great sense of humor.

I remember you,
Caroline Waverly.

Love peach ice cream.

You used to collect tree frogs.

I really don't remember you
at all.

I hate them.
I hate them all.

If Burke wasn't Tucker's
best friend,

he'd have locked him up,

same as Austin.

[moans]

Can we stay
focused here?

If he didn't kill her,

Tucker broke Edda Lou's heart.

Oh. I sure wish someone
would get back at Tucker

for making her so unhappy
before she died

because I think I'd do
just about anything

for the person who had the guts

to pay him back.

[both chuckle]

Oh.

[gasps]

I'm Tobey March.

Mr. Longstreet told me to come
by here and fix your windows.

Oh.

Okay.

I'm Caroline Waverly.

Guess I'll get started.

Do you know how to replace
these windows?

I know everything.

Oh.

Well, there you go.

[grunts]

[mutters]

Crap.

Hey.
Buy you breakfast?

Got the autopsy report back
on Edda Lou.

She wasn't pregnant.

You certain?

Autopsies are pretty certain,
Tuck.

[taps brake]

What the...

[engine accelerating]

[tires screeching]

Aah!

- Tucker?
- [groans]

Tucker.

Oh. Oh, God.

Oh. You need a doctor.

- Here.
- No, it's just a bloody nose.

Oh. Oh.

You smashed
through the mailbox.

You smashed
through the fence.

Will you just get me home?

We can talk repairs later.

[doorbell rings]

Why didn't you go
to the doctor?

That's what I said.

I was trying to be heroic.

Cy Hatinger,

did you walk
all the way from town
in this heat?

Yes, ma'am.

See, with my daddy in jail,
I-- I--

Just spit it out.

I came looking for work.

I heard Mr. Longstreet
might be hiring.

[Della gasps]

Oh. Oh.

What happened?

You fainted.

Here.

Have you eaten anything today?

Yes, ma'am.

I'm not sure that's the case,
but no matter.

Della's packing up something
for you to take with you.

You swing a hammer
without hitting your thumb?

Most times.

All right, my daddy bought me
that bike,

so I want you to take
good care of it.

I don't understand.

I can't have you walking here
every day.

You'll be doing more fainting

than working here
as my personal assistant.

Why don't you go in the kitchen,
see what Della's packed up
for you?

That way.

[chuckles]

That was--
[clears throat]

That was very kind of you.

Why were you heading
to my house?

I found out Edda Lou
wasn't pregnant.

And I was angry and...

I was relieved,

and, well, I just wanted
to ask you to dinner.

I-- um--

I don't think that
that's a good idea.

What isn't?

Me having dinner with you.

Well, I said I wanted to ask.

I'm going to go.

Caroline.

You hungry?

Dinner under the stars,
crawfish, cool beer--

this little routine works
for the ladies, huh?

Usually.

When they're not thinking
I'm a serial killer.

[chuckles]

This is-- it's lovely.

How long has this place been
in your family?

Well, Longstreets
have been planting
since the 18th century,

right after Reeves Longstreet

cheated Henry Van Haven
out of 600 acres

of prime Delta farmland

in a two-day poker game.

You made that up.

No, ma'am,

but it's just speculation
about the cheating part.

[chuckles]

I used to fish for crawfish
with my grandpa.

We'd go out for hours.

Sometimes we'd come back
with nothing but a sunburn.

Other times we'd come back
with so much

that he would invite
half the town

for a cookout.

There was this one kid
who loved them so much

that he practically ate
them whole.

You do remember me.

That was you?

Hm. I loved those summers.

Running barefoot...

in the fresh cut grass...

chasing fireflies.

What you love
is being carefree...

like when you were playing
your music.

Oh, music used to be that
for me.

Now it's become so intertwined
with a lot of other things.

Well, I think Innocence
will be good for you.

It's the perfect place
to untwine.

[chainsaw buzzing]

What are you doing?

Mr. Longstreet told me
to come by and clean up
his mess.

I was still sleeping.

[turns off chainsaw]

Oh, so you one of those.

One of what?

Those people who sleep in.

[sighs]

You know,
when you're done here,

there's some more work.

The steps in the back
of the house are loose.

I see.

You think you can fix them?

Told you.
I know everything.

And how long have you known
Tucker?

I don't mean to be rude,
ma'am,

but I ain't one for gossip.

[chainsaw starts]

[whistling]

Daddy, I thought you...

What, that I run off
to Mexico?

No, I got some unfinished
business here.

Lots of people
are looking for you.

Yeah? Well, I'm watching you.

Nice bike.

Yeah.

Now I've got my own eyes
and ears in Sweetwater.
Don't I?

Yeah. I'm hungry, son.

Get me some food.

Go on!

What's wrong?

- # [piano notes]
- Austin has escaped from jail.

There's a manhunt on the way.
I was worried about you.

Maybe I should be
more worried about you.

You're the one he's after,
not me.

I can take care of myself.

I want you to come stay
at Sweetwater.

That is a gracious offer,
but--

Look, there's plenty
of chaperones,

and there's a good, solid
lock on every bedroom door,

- just until Austin is found.
- # [piano continues]

What is that noise?

Piano tuner.

It's safe in my home.
Just come with me.

Please don't tell me
what to do.

I'm not, but why are you being
so stupid about this?

- Stupid?
- Well, pigheaded.

Look, I have had years

of people telling me
what to do.

I am finally going
to listen to myself.

You're listening to the wrong
damn person this time.

Will you cut it out?

Maybe you should leave.

Maybe I should.

As long as Austin's
on the loose,

no woman in town can feel safe.

Doesn't Agent Burns have
other suspects?

Well, it's not my brother.

I wasn't saying that it was,
Josie.

I'm sorry.

I just get a little protective

when it comes to my family.

[door chimes jingle]

Hey, sweetie,

Della's got lots of food
for you over at the house.

It's okay, Miss Josie.
I'm sort of hungry right now.

I guess we're not feeding him
enough.

Be right back.

- Oh.
- [both laugh]

Nice color.

Thanks.

It was a gift.

Really?
From your husband

or your boyfriend Billy T?

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Hi, Josie, it's Junior.
Tuck home?

Not sure.
Hold on a sec.

Tucker?

Tucker!

He's not in.
What's up?

It's about his car.

I found something kind
of weird.

Think someone messed
with his brake line.

It was punctured.

Slow leak,
but you're still going
to run out of brake fluid.

That would explain
the accident.

Hm. Thanks, Junior.

Cut my brake line, Billy T?

What the hell
you talking about?

You did cut my brake line.

[cars whooshing by]
[no audible dialogue]

You didn't see anyone,
did you,

hiding out in the woods?

No, Daddy.

But there's police out
by the house.

Hm?

They got rid of the roadblocks
out on Route One.

You could probably cross
state lines.

You anxious to see me gone?

No, I was just...

"I just, I just."
You're pathetic.

I never should've had you
so late in life.

It did something
to your character.

Now, you look at me.

Look at me.

When you finish work today,
you get Longstreet

to give you a ride,

drop you off
here at the bridge.

How do I do that?

Make him feel sorry for you.

That shouldn't be
too hard to do.

You been playing that card
all your life.

Move.

[Tucker, chuckling]
Della's had this car
since the Civil War.

So how come you didn't say
something earlier
about your leg?

I don't think it's broken
or nothing.

Probably not.
Well, just have someone
take a look at it.

Am I working you too hard, Cy?

In fact you don't seem to have
a whole lot of work for me
to do.

You can be helping Della, too.

There's weeding,
mowing the lawn.

I've quite the list for you.

I want you to know

I appreciate everything
you're doing.

Honestly.

Cy, are you okay?

Yes.

No.
[weeps]

Stop the car.
Stop the car!

What? Why?

My dad is going to kill you,

kill us both.

He's right up there
at the bridge.

I'm sorry, Tucker.

I really am.

[weeping]

You're a lot braver
than you think you are, Cy.

I want you to know that.

[phone ringing]

- Hello?
- [Tucker] Hey, it's me.

Tucker.

You think
that's necessary--

My son let me down.

I figured
that coward Longstreet
might be here,

hiding behind a woman's dress.

You ain't going nowhere!

[grunts]

Sheriff.

The knife that was used
to kill Edda Lou and Arnette
was serrated,

- and this...
- Is a straight blade.

So what are you saying?

It means Austin
wasn't the killer.

I was making a pie,

a stupid pie,

and I end up killing a man.

I'm going to stay here
tonight...

down on the couch.

I'm not falling apart,
Tucker.

I know, and I'm no hero.

I just want to make sure
nothing happens to you again...

not that I'm telling you
what to do.

I want you to stay.

[whispering]
But not on the couch.

# [rock]

# There's a flower #

# Laid out in the sun #

# Wiggles her toes
'neath the sand #

# And she takes her
own sweet time #

# [fades]

# Sexy enemy #

# Reckless in the rooms #

# She drives me crazy #

# But she always drives me
wild #

# Salt of the sea #

# Has all there ever was #

# Sexy enemy #

# [fades]

Little early for a visit,
isn't it, Burns?

I tried calling.
Couldn't get through.

It's because the phone
was off the hook all night.

Did you need to talk to me?

I'd like to get
your statement
about yesterday.

I thought you'd be
more comfortable

giving it here
rather than coming into town.

Oh, I appreciate that.

Why don't you help yourself
to some coffee

while we get dressed?

Sugar's next to the sink.

Luckily you had the presence
of mind to find your gun.

I'm used to performing
under pressure.

Why is the sheriff not here?

My jurisdiction is Federal,
and frankly,

I find the sheriff, uh...

What, biased?

Agent Burns, Tucker Longstreet
is not a killer.

- Neither was Austin Hatinger.
- How can you be so sure?

Because the knives
were different?

- Maybe he used
a different knife yesterday.
- Because of a lot of things.

This killer is brutal,
yet exacting, meticulous.

Austin Hatinger is
rough, careless.

And most importantly, the day
Arnette Gantry was killed,

Austin Hatinger was
in the county hospital--hernia.

There was a, uh,
a third killing.

Where?

Greenville.
Not too far from here.

Well, what makes you think
that there's a connection

to these killings?

Evidence. Experience.

My gut.

He's going to kill again.

[Darlene giggles]

[Billy] I've been
waitin' for you all day.

You know that?
Give me a kiss.

[Darleen] Mmm.

- Let me see that leg, girl.
Let me see.
- [giggling]

- [Billy speaks indistinctly]
- [squeals]

- Now what is this? Is this new?
Giddyap, girl! Giddyap!
- Oh! [laughs]

Come over here now.
Let's stop wasting time.

Time's wastin'.

- Aah!
- [screams]

Oh! Ow! Oh! Okay.

It's not what you think.

Uh, Adam, would you please
relieve Junior of his weapon?

Uh, yeah.

I found a note on my car
telling me my wife was...

Ohh. What happened?

Fragrante delicto.

I don't speak no French.

It's Latin. It means
"caught in the act."

[Billy] Oh. Ow.

Did you cut the brakes
on Tucker Longstreet's car?

Darleen knew
nothing about it.

Sorry, Burke.

It was stupid, Junior,

but I'd have probably
done it myself.

So what if I
don't buy this crap

about you not knowing
about the brakes?

Agent Burns...

I do not lie.

You're cheating
on your husband.

Okay, well, apart from that.

So, uh, Edda Lou
was your best friend, hmm?

Okay, okay.

Calm down.

[crying] Sure was.

That woman was a saint.

So were you in on that lie
about her being pregnant?

Why did Edda Lou's father hate
the Longstreets so much?

He loved Tucker's mama long
before any of us were born.

But she loved Tucker's
daddy better--

Beau Longstreet...

handsome and rich.

He never did get over that.

So for his girl to be,
you know, with a Longstreet...

Can you think of anyone else

who may have wished
to do Edda Lou harm?

Toby March.

- He liked her--a lot.
- Mr. March.

- Mm-hmm.
- Why do you say that?

He used to stand outside
her window and stare at her.

He gave her the creeps.

She never did give him
the time of day, though,

what with him being
so ornery and all.

You Toby March?

Yeah.

Agent Burns.

How well did you know
Edda Lou Hatinger?

Not very.

Did you, uh, did you
want to know her better?

You been talking to Darleen.

Look, I had a job across
from the Hatingers' house once,

and Edda Lou seen me cutting
through their yard one time.

Where we you the night
she was murdered?

At home, in bed alone,
and I'll tell you the same thing

for the night Arnette Gantry
was murdered.

Why is it, do you think,
those two women

wouldn't give you
the time of day?

Didn't that upset you?

Agent Burns?

Miss Waverly.

Thank you.

And please don't make
any plans to leave the county.

What was that about?

That's between me and Burns.

[car engine starts]

[gasps]

Sorry.

I didn't hear your car.

I walked.
People do that sometimes.

Well, there goes dessert...

again.

I got something
better than dessert.

Better than cherry pie, huh?

You gonna invite me in
or what?

You're already in.

I was really good at it.

I have my mother to thank
for my violin playing.

It was so important to her.

I think I just wanted
to be appreciated, you know?

To be thought of
as something special.

But it wasn't enough.

No.

I started dating Luis.

My conductor, he was
a formidable talent.

And I thought that
if he could love me, then...

I would finally feel...

somehow worthy.

We started touring together.

My schedule got
even more insane.

I'd never played so well
or as hard.

I started practicing for
ridiculous amounts of time.

And then one day I...

I found him lying
on top of a flautist.

I gave a stellar performance
that night.

And then I woke up
in the hospital

suffering from exhaustion.

A flutist?

Flautist.

Really? Flautist?

Really.

A floozy flautist?

[laughs]

Yeah, a floozy flautist.

[woman]
# Come closer #

# Breathe deeper #

# Just take it in #

# Make love to #

# me gently #

# over and over again #

# 'Cause if it's all
I can take #

# I'll remember it all #

# Remember it all #

# If it's all #

# I can take #

# I'll remember it all #

# Remember it all #

# It's all I can take #

# I'll remember it all #

# If it's all #

# I can take #

# I'll remember it all #

# Remember it all #

# Remember it all #

Word of advice, Cy.
If you ever find yourself

having to manage
a family trust, don't.

I don't think I have to
worry about a family trust.

I don't have
a family no more.

I'm sorry, Cy.

Cy?

What would you think about

staying here at Sweetwater?

You--you mean, like,
live here?

Well, not "like."
I mean live here.

Got a man here
in a dress suit

in the middle of
a Mississippi summer.

I don't believe we've had the
pleasure. Josie Longstreet.

- Agent Burns.
- Well, I don't have any problem
with the way he looks.

Dial it down, Josie.
He's with the FBI.

- I know who he is.
- What do you want, Burns?

Actually, to talk
to Cy Hatinger.

- Well, I'm busy. Working.
- It's not going to take long.

I just want to close the file
on your father.

- This boy has done
nothing wrong.
- I didn't say he had.

I still have some questions
for him, though.

Well, he lives here now,

so I guess you could say
I'm his guardian.

I'm gonna stay, unless,
of course, Cy wants me to go.

I'd be much obliged
if you'd both stay.

I might get something wrong.

All you have to do, Cy,
is tell the truth.

Isn't that so, Agent Burns?

Got to understand
their psychology,

- their patterns.
- [gasping]

Serial killers' motives
aren't like any others.

Tell me. Tell me.

Most murders happen
on impulse.

But not for a serial killer?

Right. For him
it's about control, power,

- the hunt.
- [gasps]

- Oh!
- Ah!

The kill isn't as important
as the anticipation.

Yes.

No, don't stop. Don't stop!

After one kill,
the desire build again.

He might want to get caught.

He might even
suffer from guilt.

but desire outweighs
everything else.

Until you stop him.

Oh! Oh!

Wow.
[breathing heavily]

[country song
playing indistinctly]

[man] # You don't
have to be alone #

# or feel the sorrow
love has shown #

Hey!

Is anyone in there?

# Just let it be #

Need help?

# Your other man,
your other man #

# Won't you take me
by the hand? #

# I will always understand #

Hey, this isn't your car,
is it?

Ohh!

[grunts]

Darleen Talbot's gone missing.

I want you to come back
and stay with me at Sweetwater.

Okay? Just for your own safety.

All right?

- Okay.
- Come on.

[Tucker]
Home, sweet home.

Welcome to Sweetwater.

Thank you. I hope it's
not too much trouble.

Trouble? Not at all.

Tuck's right.
You're much safer here.

Now the big question is,
do you play gin rummy?

Play?

I am gonna whip your butt.

[laughs] Well, we'll
have to see about that.

Come on. I'll show you
to your room.

Cy?

When I'm not around, I'd
like you to keep an eye out

on Caroline for me,
all right?

You got it.

Oh, um, your brother's
just coming in, and he's...

Already drunk.

He's over by the fountain.

All right.

You know that stuff
will kill you.

Takes its sweet time
doing it.

Someone once said, "Drunkenness
is voluntary madness."

Well, I'm not a drunk,
nor mad enough yet.

I'm just working on both.

Dwayne, it's getting bad,
real bad.

You know, Tuck, of all
the things that I've tried,

getting drunk is the one thing
I don't worry about screwing up.

You know that's bull.
And if you think doing that

is gonna bring your wife and
kids back, you are dead wrong.

I am tired of bring you home,
making excuses for you

and watching you drink
yourself to death.

- That's what daddy did.
- I'm not daddy!

He was a mean drunk.
You just get pathetic.

Oh, did I say something
to upset you?

That the best you got? Huh?
Come on, big brother.

Come on. Oh!
Yeah, that's right.

[grunting]

You want to hit me?
You are pathetic.

[laughs]

[screams]

What--what the hell is that?

This way.

No one's going anywhere.
Be with you in a minute.

[men speaking indistinctly]

Where were you last night,
Mr. Longstreet?

He was with me... in bed.

Anything else
you'd like to know?

I been thinking
about Toby Marsh.

What about him?

He knew Darleen had talked
to that FBI agent about him,

and he had it in for Austin,
bad.

I'll bet Toby
killed Darleen.

I bet he killed Edda Lou.

Oh, come on. Just let
the cops handle it, Billy T.

Like they've been
handling it so far? No way.

Let's go.

[telephone ringing]

[whirring]

Admit what you did, Toby.

Come on.

- You tell us why you
killed them women.
- I didn't kill nobody.

[chuckles]

[grunting]

- You're gonna pay for that, boy!
- Let him go!

You're alone now, Billy T.

[siren wailing]

You can die alone, too.

Back off!

Back off, Billy T.

You all right, son?

You all right, Toby?

Well, Tuck,
you're not the killer.

It wasn't Austin.
There's no way it's Toby March.

That means
he's still out there.

You know what? Enough
about all this, all right?

It is the Fourth of July,

and that means the annual
Sweetwater party.

Are you sure you want to have
a party with all this going on?

Mama Bordello always says
if we stop livin',

then the bad guys win.
[Toby clears throat]

I, uh...

I just come by here
to say thank you...

for last night.

Well, you're welcome, Toby.

[cell phone rings]

[ring]

Yeah?

He's got a right to a lawyer.

He says he doesn't need one.

Look, I'd just like to get
this over and done with.

Where were you the night
Darleen Talbot was killed?

Look, I don't remember. I sort
of black out when I drink.

The night Edda Lou Hatinger
was killed?

I don't recall.
Look, I'm sorry.

- I just--I kind of, uh--
- You black out.
Yeah. I understand.

You just said that.

So the night Arnette Gantry
was murdered,

you don't recall anything
about that night?

No.

- What's your marital status?
- I'm divorced.

- Two years in October.
- So, uh, your ex-wife Adelaide,

she moved in
with your children.

It's Sissy. She doesn't like
"Adelaide." It's Sissy.

You, um,

recognize this woman here?

No.

She looks like Sissy,
don't you think?

- They could be sisters.
- Yeah, so?

Barbara Kinsdale.
She was found murdered

two blocks from your
ex-wife's house, near a pond.

Oh, my God.

Where were you on the 22nd?

I'm, um...

I went to go visit my boys.

I took 'em to the zoo,
and we had pizza.

They came back to the hotel
with me.

And then on the night
of the 22nd, you were seen

at the hotel bar
at approximately 10:30

without your children.

I had a couple of drinks.

You called your wife,
and you argued.

Yes.

You were intoxicated and angry.

And six hours later,

a woman looking remarkably
like your wife ends up dead.

You own a hunting knife,
Mr. Longstreet?

Don't answer that, Dwayne.

We're leaving right now.
Come on.

I don't remember what happened.

You're not a killer, Dwayne.

You don't know what
it's like. I black out.

When it happens,
I don't know what I'm doing.

[square dance music playing]

[people cheering]

Yeah!

[finishing song]

[cheering]

Excuse me.
All right, everyone.

Thank you all for coming out

to the annual Fourth of July
Sweetwater party.

[cheering]

I want to keep things
going now

by introducing a very
special guest up to the stage--

- Miss Caroline Waverly.
- [cheering]

I'm hoping
with a little encouragement

she'll come up here
and play us something.

- [cheering]
- [woman] Come on, Caroline!

Here's something maybe
you haven't heard before.

Come on, Caroline. We would
love to hear your music.

[man] Yeah!

[Caroline] Thank you.

- Come on. Come on.
- [laughs]

Hi.

All right, y'all.

I'll play a little piece
that I learned as a child.

#

Well, I've heard that song
before. She's damn good.

She is.

[cheering]

[dance music playing]

[Dwayne]
We gotta go to the cops.

[Josie] You just can't
do it. You can't.

- Don't you see that?
- I see the knife.

Just give it to me.
I'll take care of everything.

I can't, Josie.
It's gone too far.

Arnette, Edda Lou,
Darleen...

I can see 'em.

It's like a bad dream,
but it's not a dream.

Stop it! What you're talking
about doing is crazy.

Now just give me the knife.
Give me the knife.

Please. We are family.
We stay together.

We gotta tell Tucker.

No. No, not a word to Tuck.

You just leave it to me. You
put this right out of your--

Give me the knife. You put
this right out of your mind.

I'm gonna do
what needs to be done.

Okay.

Hey.

I'm... I'm sorry.

What are you sorry about?

Well, I heard you and Dwayne.

Just stay out of it.

Please.

Those women are dead.

No matter how ill
your brother is,

that can't be ignored.

Bringing it out will
tear this family apart,

And it isn't gonna
make them any less dead.

But it's a question
of what's right.

Dwayne needs help.

Maybe they deserved to die.

Oh, you don't mean that.

Look, I'm gonna go get Tucker,

and he'll have Dwayne
turn himself in.

I'm so sorry.

I know you're sorry.
I am, too.

It's you or the Longstreets,
Caroline,

and the family always
wins out in the end.

[Cy] Miss Waverly?

You in here?

Mr. Tucker's wondering
what's taking so long.

You go ahead.
I'll be right down.

Mr. Tucker says I ought
to stay with you.

I said I'll be right there.

This knife was my daddy's.

He gave it to me
on my 16th birthday.

Daddy used to take me
out to hunt.

Tucker and Dwayne tried,
but they were all flat.

Me, I loved to hunt,
and I was good at it.

Daddy taught me how to gut
and skin a deer with this knife.

I love my daddy.

I loved him as much
as I hated my father.

What are you talking about?

My father was Austin Hatinger.

Oh, my God.

It was you.

I needed to protect Tucker
from all of them--

Arnette, Edda Lou, Darleen.

And that other woman--
what can I say?

I didn't like the way
she looked.

She was almost a twin
to Dwayne's bitch of an ex,

and that pissed me off.
His ex humiliated this family.

Josie, you're surrounded
by people who love you

and just want to help.

That's so sweet.

Sweet Caroline.

[exhales]

I want you to know that
I won't enjoy killing you.

Tucker. Tucker.

Hey, Dwayne,
have you seen Caroline?

How could she do it?
How could she do those things?

What are you talking about?

I found Daddy's old knife
underneath the seat

in Josie's car.

Josie, what the hell
are you doing?

Dwayne, are you
out of your mind?

No, I'm not out of my mind.

Mr. Tucker, you told me
to keep her close,

but Miss Waverly went inside
and told me to stay out.

Said I shouldn't go upstairs.
I think she's with Josie.

If only you had let it be.

I was gonna try to keep
my promise to Dwayne to stop.

Seems so important to him.

- [grunts]
- Aah!

Aah!

[grunting]

Aah!

- Oh, Tucker! Josie's insane!
- I know. I know. It's okay.

Listen, Dwayne,
get Caroline out of here

and go find Burke.

She's in her room.

[Dwayne]
Come on, Caroline.

Josie?

[rattles doorknob]

Come on, Josie.

Open up, Josie.

Josie!

Open up!

Josie, open up this door.

Josie!

Josie, open up this door
or I will break it down.

[bangs on door]

Josie, open this door!

Josie,
open this door right now!

I love you.

I know you do.
I love you, too.

I've done some bad things.

Josie,
I forgive you, all right?

I'm gonna get you some help.

Josie, no. No!

[gunshot]

[thud]

I remember the day
Mrs. Longstreet came home

after Austin raped her.

Her...

her dress was torn
and dirty,

and... and her eyes...

they were like a sleepwalker.

She went up, and...

she got in the tub,

and she scrubbed herself
until her skin was raw.

I knew who it was, too.

I wanted to go over
and take a whip to him myself.

And she... she cried.

She cried and she cried.

And she wouldn't let me
tell Mr. Beau, neither.

How did Josie find out?

Oh, she heard her mother and me
talking a couple years back,

and she...
she never said a word.

[sobbing]

Thought I'd find you here.

I don't want to think
of the awful things she did.

I can't.

When I think of Josie,
I see my baby sister,

the one who always
made me laugh.

Those are the memories
you should hold on to.

Those memories will help you
get through this.

I'm so sorry.

You're leaving?

I've been offered a tour...

by myself.

That's great.

Thank you for...

helping me find my music.

So when do you leave?

I'm not.

I turned them down.

You did?

Why?

I want to be here with you

and family.

Music will always be there.

I love you, Tucker Longstreet.

I was gonna say that first.

I guess I beat you to it.