Accused (2023–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - Episode #1.3 - full transcript
- Mr. Wheeler,
your attorney's here.
Come on. Let's go.
- Don't touch me!
Double word.
45 points.
- No. That is not a word.
That is a proper noun.
- Kleenex. It's a word.
It's a brand.
- It can be both.
- You are so full of it.
- Yeah, well, I am not
givin' up my points.
- Hm... Let's just
see. Gimme that board.
- Here you go.
- Gimme.
- You're almost done.
- Yeah, almost.
I was thinking maybe
it's the four of us.
You see that's Dad, and me,
and you, and Matthew.
- He's the little branch.
- Hmm...
I really wanted to finish
it this morning, but...
- It's great, Mom.
You'll get it done.
Hmm...
Intruder alert.
- Shh.
- Oh, hey, little guy.
Well, don't mind me.
Danny, I thought maybe
you could use a snack too.
I made cookies,
chocolate chip walnut.
- Chester, shh.
- Oh, you know what?
I am fostering a
rescue this month.
He must smell her on me.
- I'm so sorry.
- Hey, you're still playing?
Uh, your brother's downstairs. He
said you were taking him bowling?
- Oh. I...
that wasn't like a real
plan. I can... I can stay.
- No, no, no. You should go.
The truth is, I kinda
need to rest my eyes.
- Okay.
- Okay.
- I love you.
- I love you.
- Is it too bright in here?
- Oh, you know what? Let me close those.
- Oh no, actually
just leave it, please.
I really love that view.
- Sure. Of course.
Whatever you want.
- I mean, you can hate her all you
want, but these cookies are legit.
- I'm telling you, it's fake.
- What is?
- Her whole thing.
I mean she's always finding ways
to remind us what a saint she is.
Now she's rescuing animals?
- Maybe she's just...
a good person?
Let's go, man.
- Hey...
Danny.
- Hey, Brittany.
- How are you doing?
I heard about your mom.
Is she... still in the hospital?
- They just brought her home.
- Oh that's great.
So was it Stage 4?
Like when she was diagnosed?
You must be so devastated.
I can't imagine.
If you ever wanna
talk or anything...
- She's not dead.
- Oh.
- And you and I,
are not friends, okay?
- I was just trying to be nice.
- Were you?
- Hey, uh, can we
get some food maybe?
Forget it, man? Just
let it go, alright?
- You guys know what you want?
- I gotta pee.
A cheeseburger no onions.
- Okay. Yep.
Cheeseburger no
onions. And for you?
- Sorry. Um...
Yeah, I... whatever,
I'll get the same thing
with uh everything on it.
- You'd think cool girls would
have cooler places to be.
- Trust me, they're not.
You just transferred
to Spalding, yeah?
- Last month.
What was she
bothering you about?
Sorry, you don't
have to answer that.
- No, it's okay.
My mom's sick.
Really sick.
And Brittany was asking
me all these questions.
And I swear she hasn't spoken
to me since the seventh grade.
Death tourist.
Death tourist?
- Yeah, someone whose life is so easy that
they like glom onto other peoples' tragedies
for a hit of actual emotion.
It happened to me a lot um...
when my parents died before I
moved here to live with my aunt.
It was a drunk driver.
Jumped a highway divide.
- That's...
that's messed up.
- Yeah.
- I'm Danny by the way.
- I'm Leanna.
Do you want fries with that?
Because they don't
actually come with.
- Yeah. Fries would be great.
- Okay.
- Isabel, can you hear me?
Isabel, can you hear me?
This is what we talked
about?
What's going on?
- Danny, wait outside please.
- What are you doing?
- I'm adjusting her morphine.
- Well, clearly, it's not working!
You need to give her more!
- Danny. Please. Wait outside.
Shh. Shh.
It's okay. It's okay...
Shh, shh, shh.
Shh, shh...
Shh, shh...
It's okay. It's okay.
- Your father wants
you to come in.
- Is it happening now?
Is she dying?
- Whatever you'd like to say to
her, I think now is the time.
- Okay.
It's okay, sweetheart.
It's alright.
- You get off on it, don't you?
Going from house to house.
Watching people die.
You're like some
sorta... death tourist.
God...
please...
I finished it, see?
I looked up online how to do it.
- May the Lord Bless
thee and keep thee.
May the angels lead
you to your savior.
You are a sign of
his presence to us.
We are here today to seek
and to receive comfort.
We come together as our hearts
ache for the loss of his daughter.
May she rest in peace.
May the Lord show his face...
You get
off on it, don't you?
You're like some sort
of... death tourist.
That's Dad, and me,
and you, and Matthew.
I love you.
- Hey, Danny,
nice to see you.
Here, take a seat.
- Who is he?
- This is Dr. Gary Weiss.
He's a forensic psychiatrist.
-I already told you,
I'm not doing this.
- It's just a conversation.
He'll ask you some questions...
- He'll use those
answers against me.
So you can put me in a... in a
mental hospital. I'm not crazy.
How many times do I have to have
this conversation? I'm not...
- Listen to me. As your
attorney, I strongly recommend...
- No. I'm done. C'mon!
Hey, c'mon. Open the door.
- Danny, I promise
you I have no agenda.
- I'm done.
- Let's just talk.
- Don't touch me.
Stop!
- Mike, a little help here.
- At the moment, he's looking
at three failing grades,
which would be enough
to hold him back.
- Well, he has missed
a month of school.
What if he takes incompletes and
finishes his assignments over the summer?
I mean there's gotta be some kinda
leeway given what he's been through.
- Well, of course, but it's
not just his academics.
There may be
underlying issues here,
issues that predate
his mother's illness.
- What do you mean?
- Ah, Danny, come sit.
- Sorry, Mr. Bryer
kept me after class.
- I was just explaining
to your dad...
- What issues?
- Over the past year,
several of his teachers
have noted persistent
trouble concentrating,
frequent irritability,
and occasional outbursts.
- And this is the first
I'm hearing of it?
- I spoke with your
wife several times.
I explained to her
our recommendation
that Danny be assessed by a
mental health professional.
Someone with uh, expertise.
She insisted there was no need.
Oh I'm sorry, I assumed
the two of you...
- No, no, of course. Um...
Look uh, the truth is um,
his mom was a little over-protective
when it... went it came to Danny.
She wasn't always forthcoming.
- Yes, I understand.
Unfortunately, a
traumatic loss like this
can sometimes lead
To an acceleration
of psychological symptoms.
If there is an
underlying condition,
whether that's disordered
thinking or excess anxiety...
- Danny.
Excuse me for a second.
Danny!
- Hey!
You okay?
- Yeah. I'm fine.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah, I uh, sometimes
I just get these...
I dunno, like, it's
hard to explain.
- I'm sorry about your mom.
I sent you a text.
- Yeah. I, I got it. It was really nice.
I, I, I, I meant to...
to... to... write you back,
I just, you know, we had
family in town and...
I'm failing everything.
- Yeah. Believe me. I get it.
Well, I'm... I'm gonna
be late for Trig.
But don't be a stranger, yeah?
Okay, let's go.
- Hey, Danny. Uh...
You uh, come sit, please.
Okay, uh...
alright so I just got off
the phone with Mrs. Epps, um,
we want you to have
a chance to reset.
So she's suggesting you
take a leave this semester.
- And do what?
- Well, um...
I'd like you to start
seeing a psychiatrist.
- Somebody that you like.
- I don't... I don't need that.
- Look, I know I haven't
always been the most attentive,
but... but we've gotta be
honest with each other.
Look, whatever you're
struggling with,
Mom was not helping
you by keeping it...
- Okay, you don't get to criticize Mom right now.
- I'm not criticizing...
- Not when you're
banging her nurse.
- What?
- Mom just died.
And you think, you think...
I'm the one that's messed up?
- Alright, alright, that is not a...
- So what?
Explain it to me then.
We're being honest right
now with each other, right?
What's going on?
You wanna tell him or should I?
- Tell me what?
- Okay.
Uh, Matthew, um, both of
you sit... sit down, please.
Please.
Okay, uh...
alright, look, uh... this has been
an enormously challenging time.
For all of us.
And the last thing I want is to
make things any harder on you boys.
Alison and I are involved.
- "Involved?"
Look, you know how much
I loved your mother.
And how much I will
always love her.
But honestly,
things had been difficult
long before she got sick.
We were talking about
a trial separation.
- Why are you telling us this?
- Because I want you
to understand, Danny.
Okay? I didn't plan this.
It... it just... it happened.
Okay?
I don't know what else to say.
- Is it serious?
- What do we even
know about her?
Honestly.
- We know she rides horses.
- What?
- Yeah. Or she used
to when she was a kid.
- She tell you that?
- I mean, at some point.
- The shrimp's better than
last time, don't you think?
Yeah.
Yeah, it's good.
- Look...
I know this is weird.
I mean, I do.
But for what it's worth, I'm
keeping my apartment for now.
In case it doesn't work out.
I'm hoping that it does.
Also, I've been talking
to your dad, um...
about maybe helping out with
dinners, if that's okay.
I know this sounds corny but...
in my line of work, I spend
a lot of time with families.
But I've never really
been a part of one.
So it just...
it means a lot sitting
here with you guys.
So if you have any
favorite dishes
or anything that you hate.
- Doesn't she work nights?
- Actually, I've asked Alison
to take a break for now.
- Hmm.
- She can always go back.
- Wait, she's living with you guys?
- Yep.
- And somehow I'm the one seeing a shrink twice a week.
- Jeez.
- And my brother says I'm being a dick
'cause I won't bend over backwards
to be nice to her. But like
what am I supposed to say?
It's sick.
- Yeah.
- And I know she's
not like forcing him.
Like, I get it, she's hot,
whatever, but it's like...
her job is to help people die.
And now she's boning the grieving
husband? It just doesn't...
Sorry.
Sorry, we can...
we can talk about
something else.
- Hey, do you think we
can climb this tree?
Like, maybe if you helped me up?
What?
- There's no way it didn't
start before my mom died.
I was there. I saw it
right in front of me.
I saw what she was doing.
And I'm supposed to just, what?
Like forget it happened?
Pretend we're the freaking
Brady Bunch or something?
- This may not help but...
grief messes with people.
Maybe your dad is struggling
more than you realize?
And you trying to punish this woman
is... is gonna make you crazy.
I dunno, cut her some slack?
For your own sake?
- Did you dad say how long he
was going to be on his call?
- No. He said just
to start without him.
- This is, um,
it's good.
- I'm glad.
- Do you still ride horses?
Matthew told me
that you used to.
- My dad was a rancher.
We had an old farm in
Otter Creek, Nebraska.
Until I was eight.
- Then what?
- And then he had an accident.
Um, which meant
he couldn't work.
- What happened?
- A tractor overturned.
He got pinned underneath and...
long story short, he started drinking,
and the farm got repossessed.
- And what about your mom?
- She wasn't in the picture.
What doesn't kill ya, right?
Is he okay?
- Yeah. He wants
to go on his walk.
I'll do it.
- Actually, no. No, you sit.
I can take him out.
If your... if your Dad comes down, tell
him he might wanna heat up his food, okay?
- No, it's done.
We're closing at 3:50.
I'll call you first
thing. Okay, bye.
- Guys, I am so
sorry. Uh, really.
- It's okay. - It's alright.
- Where's Alison?
- She's walking Chester.
- How was uh... dinner?
- It's great.
- Yeah.
- Yeah, it was good.
Should heat yours up.
- Great.
Oh! Oomph...
- What's wrong?
- Ah!
- I just had like a
stomach cramp or something.
- Guys?! I need help!
Oh! Oh, my God.
Matthew, stay there.
Stay there.
- Oh, my God!
- We were crossing the street.
Then this car swung around
and it ran the stop sign.
He came out of nowhere.
And I swear he was on his leash. He was...
- Shh. It's okay.
- We were halfway down the block.
And the guy had to be going 60.
- It's okay.
- Can you check his pulse or do something?
- I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry...
- You're lying.
You hated Chester.
-Danny.
You did this.
You killed him.
- Alright, that's enough.
- Like you killed my mom.
- Danny, no.
- Shut up!
- Danny.
- Shut up!
Danny, Danny.
Ahhhh!
Aargh!
Dr. Roberts, please
come to oncology.
Okay. Uh...
all your bloodwork
came back normal.
- Okay, then...
what's wrong with me?
- They're not exactly sure. Uh,
maybe uh... some kind of bug.
We can go home, Danny.
You're okay.
Physically there...
there is nothing wrong.
- Do you think I
made it this up?
- Uh, no. That's
not what I'm saying.
- 'Cause this was like
a knife in my insides.
It was real.
- Okay, look, I know
it... I know it felt real.
What the hell is that supposed
to mean? It felt real?
- Danny!
- It was real.
Danny...
Look, what you
said about Alison.
I mean, accusing her of
hurting Chester and Mom?
I mean, do you
actually believe that?
- Are you worried about Alison?
- No, I'm worried about you.
You... you went
somewhere. I saw it.
- Well yeah, I was upset, okay?
- I'm not asking you to apologize.
I am asking you to let me in.
Alright, look, your
teachers are concerned,
you... you... you got symptoms
the doctors don't understand.
And... and now this
wild allegation.
I can't help wondering
if it's all related.
- Related how?
What?
- Okay, alright, just...
- What are you not saying? Just say it.
- Alright. Alright, Danny.
Do you remember Mom's
brother, Julian.
- The one who drowned?
- Well, he didn't
just drown. He...
it wasn't exactly
an accident. Um...
He believed that there were uh...
spirits trapped inside his body
and that he could exorcise
them with some kind of...
self-baptism. I don't know.
He was schizophrenic, Danny.
I mean, have you
ever heard voices?
Okay, look, look, look, look.
We will figure this out, okay?
We'll talk to Dr. Shapiro.
We'll get you the help
you need. I promise.
It's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.
Listen, there's
a lot we don't know.
Don't pathologize him. He
has a really good heart.
Think about what
he's been through.
- You don't understand. I
know my son. This isn't Danny.
- Okay, listen to me. Even if you're right,
there are plenty of treatments and medications.
- To manage it, but
there's no cure.
I can't just watch him
slip away. I can't.
What if it gets worse?
What if this is the
rest of his life?
Hey. Can I come in?
- Uh...
Yeah. Okay.
Did you get some sleep?
I made you some oatmeal.
Um... it's got ginger, nutmeg.
A little turmeric powder which
is really good for digestion
and flushing things out.
- Thanks.
- Yeah.
Here.
- I, um...
I'm sorry...
about last night.
- Yeah.
Um...
I'm sorry too.
I know that you're dealing
with so much right now.
And I also know
that I'm probably the last
person you wanna talk to,
but I'm here.
I mean, if you could use
someone other than your
dad to talk things through?
I hope you like it.
- Hey, Leanna?
It was great. Thanks.
- Yeah? Where you going?
- Uh, I'm just meeting a friend.
- Oh. Who? Leanna?
Matthew said something
about a girlfriend.
- It's probably not like
that. We're just hangin' out.
- That's cool.
- Okay. Well, I
should really...
- Well, hey. Your bag.
It's leaking.
- Oh. It's just my water
bottle. It's really nothing.
- Well, it's dripping on the
floor. Let me get a towel.
- No, it's okay. Seriously, it's fine.
- Let me dry it for you.
- It's fine. Stop.
I gotta go or I'm gonna be late.
I'll see you later, okay?
You think
she's drugging you?
I thought the doctors
didn't find anything.
- It was routine blood work.
She'd know what they would screen
for and what they wouldn't.
There was a woman in Texas who
killed her husband using antifreeze.
She used the smallest dosage so
that it couldn't be detected.
- Okay, but...
- Think about it.
No one thought my mom was
gonna deteriorate that quickly.
Alison was in
charge of her meds.
I dunno, maybe she got
impatient waiting for her to die
and now she knows I'm onto her
and now she's coming after me.
- I don't know.
- Listen. Listen to me.
I found a lab in Westbury, okay?
They can do a full
analysis for $300
but I need you to
put it on your card.
I can give you the money.
- I don't... I don't have a card.
- That's okay I can
give you the cash,
but it has to be under your name
so that it doesn't
get traced back...
- Danny, have you brought
this up with your therapist?
- I know...
this sounds crazy,
but that's why I need proof.
I'll pay you back and
get you the money.
- It's not that.
- What, what is it?
- You don't believe me?
- I don't know.
It... it doesn't
really make sense.
Why would this woman
want to hurt you?
- Because she's crazy!
She's messed up! She's
evil! That's why.
- Danny.
- I... Look, the proof is right here.
I need you to take it.
Take it!
- No, I'm not, I'm not. Stop!
- What is the matter with you?
What are you doing? I
can't risk contamination.
I have to get as
much as possible.
Because if there's
not enough saturation
and I don't have enough oatmeal, they
won't have enough to detect anything.
- Um, you're starting to scare
me and I think you need help.
- I'm asking for help!
That's what I'm asking for!
Are you gonna help me?
- Danny, I'm...
- What!
- Sorry, I, I can't.
- Oh my God.
Alison, this is fantastic.
Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.
- Hey, you're not hungry?
Oh, come on. You gotta eat.
- Can we switch?
There's uh... too
much fat on the end.
You know I don't like fat.
- Okay, yeah.
Yeah, I don't mind.
- But I made yours medium well.
Just how you like it.
- I like it both ways.
- Well, he likes his rare.
- He just said it
doesn't matter.
Forget it. It... it's fine.
- No. It's not fine.
- What's the big deal?
- I'm sorry, okay, but
I am really trying.
But honestly I can't
keep doing this. I can't.
- Can keep doing what?
- Guys, I don't want an argument.
- Fine. I will just
go eat in my room.
- No, you'll eat here. You're
a member of this family.
Hey, what are
you doing? Danny.
What are you doing?
- Collecting evidence.
- Of what?
- Of whatever she's using to poison me!
- She's not! I promise.
Danny. Danny.
Stop. Look at me! Stop!
- Let me go!
- Look, I am trying to help you.
Alright.
- Stay back!
- Danny, put the knife
down. Look at me.
9-1-1? : Hi,
uh? Put knife down.
A young man. My boyfriend's son.
- No one is trying to hurt you.
He's having some kind of episode.
- Danny, put the knife down.
- Please, he has a knife.
- Come with me, tonight.
- Danny, she's not
trying to poison you.
- Yes, she is. How
do you not see it?
She's a killer.
First Mom, then Chester,
then me, then you, then you.
And I'm gonna prove it.
- Danny!
Wait here.
Danny! Open the door.
Danny, please. Danny,
what are you doing?
Open the door, you hear me?
- The police are on their
way. He could hurt himself.
- Did you tell them he's a kid?
- Yeah.
- Danny!
Answer me!
Please. Open the door.
- Just wait for them to get
here. What are you doing?
- Stay back. It's
here. I know it is.
- It's okay, Danny.
- No, it's not!
Stop saying that.
- Okay, look. The police
are coming, alright?
We'll let them investigate, huh?
Look, if there's poison,
they will find it.
Okay? Please, you gotta
put the knife down.
Just look at me, Danny.
You have
to put the knife down.
Please Danny, look at me.
I can feel Mom
here. Can't you?
- No!
- She doesn't want this for you, Danny.
She wants you happy.
Put it down.
- Alison!
No, no, no, no.
- Drop the knife!
Drop it. Drop it now!
275, arrived, dispatch code...
Advise stabbing victim.
- Alison... stay with me, huh?
Alison...
No, no, no, no.
- Danny, listen to me.
I'm on your side here.
But there is no way I'm going to
let you stand in front of a jury
and try to claim that this
woman was trying to poison you.
No one is going to believe
that. You will lose.
You will go to prison.
For a long time.
The only way I can keep
that from happening
is to convince the judge
you're unfit to stand trial.
So either you submit to a
psych evaluation, voluntarily,
or there will be a
competency hearing.
And I will be forced to
call every possible witness
who can describe just
how sick you are.
Your father.
Your teachers. Your friends.
It will be ugly.
It will be invasive
for your whole family.
And you don't just have to take
my word for it.
- Hey.
- Hey.
- Danny...
No one wants to
see you get hurt.
They don't.But...
if you don't change your mind,
I have to go up there and I have
to tell everyone that you're crazy.
I don't wanna do that to you.
I don't.
I can't.
- I understand the defendant
has agreed to submit
to a voluntary
psychiatric evaluation.
- Yes, Your Honor.
- In that case, we'll delay trial
proceedings pending those results.
Any objection from the State?
- No, Your Honor.
- Good. We're adjourned.
- Hey, kid.
You've got a visitor.
- Hi, Danny.
Long time.
You look good.
Healthy.
I hope you know I'm not angry.
I know that it wasn't you.
It was your illness.
And I've made a full recovery.
Danny, I'm so sorry to be the
one to share this with you.
Your father, he passed away.
Right after our honeymoon.
A heart attack, most likely.
It was sudden but peaceful.
In his sleep.
Oh, Danny.
We're gonna get through this.
Hmm?
You and me.
It'll bring us closer.
Promise.
- Where's...
Matthew?
I... I need to see him.
- I'm afraid that's
not possible.
He hasn't been feeling well.
Stomach pains.
- Bring me my
brother, you bitch.
Hey! Stop!
- Aargh! I need to talk to my brother.
- Calm down.
- I, I, I don't know what happened.
He just went off for no reason.
- Stop! Don't listen to her.
She's lying. I need to
see my brother. I need to.
- Please, whatever help he
needs, make sure he gets it.
Please don't listen
to her.
- Don't worry, Danny.
You're safe here.
I'm not giving up.
I'll never give
up.
No matter how long it takes.
your attorney's here.
Come on. Let's go.
- Don't touch me!
Double word.
45 points.
- No. That is not a word.
That is a proper noun.
- Kleenex. It's a word.
It's a brand.
- It can be both.
- You are so full of it.
- Yeah, well, I am not
givin' up my points.
- Hm... Let's just
see. Gimme that board.
- Here you go.
- Gimme.
- You're almost done.
- Yeah, almost.
I was thinking maybe
it's the four of us.
You see that's Dad, and me,
and you, and Matthew.
- He's the little branch.
- Hmm...
I really wanted to finish
it this morning, but...
- It's great, Mom.
You'll get it done.
Hmm...
Intruder alert.
- Shh.
- Oh, hey, little guy.
Well, don't mind me.
Danny, I thought maybe
you could use a snack too.
I made cookies,
chocolate chip walnut.
- Chester, shh.
- Oh, you know what?
I am fostering a
rescue this month.
He must smell her on me.
- I'm so sorry.
- Hey, you're still playing?
Uh, your brother's downstairs. He
said you were taking him bowling?
- Oh. I...
that wasn't like a real
plan. I can... I can stay.
- No, no, no. You should go.
The truth is, I kinda
need to rest my eyes.
- Okay.
- Okay.
- I love you.
- I love you.
- Is it too bright in here?
- Oh, you know what? Let me close those.
- Oh no, actually
just leave it, please.
I really love that view.
- Sure. Of course.
Whatever you want.
- I mean, you can hate her all you
want, but these cookies are legit.
- I'm telling you, it's fake.
- What is?
- Her whole thing.
I mean she's always finding ways
to remind us what a saint she is.
Now she's rescuing animals?
- Maybe she's just...
a good person?
Let's go, man.
- Hey...
Danny.
- Hey, Brittany.
- How are you doing?
I heard about your mom.
Is she... still in the hospital?
- They just brought her home.
- Oh that's great.
So was it Stage 4?
Like when she was diagnosed?
You must be so devastated.
I can't imagine.
If you ever wanna
talk or anything...
- She's not dead.
- Oh.
- And you and I,
are not friends, okay?
- I was just trying to be nice.
- Were you?
- Hey, uh, can we
get some food maybe?
Forget it, man? Just
let it go, alright?
- You guys know what you want?
- I gotta pee.
A cheeseburger no onions.
- Okay. Yep.
Cheeseburger no
onions. And for you?
- Sorry. Um...
Yeah, I... whatever,
I'll get the same thing
with uh everything on it.
- You'd think cool girls would
have cooler places to be.
- Trust me, they're not.
You just transferred
to Spalding, yeah?
- Last month.
What was she
bothering you about?
Sorry, you don't
have to answer that.
- No, it's okay.
My mom's sick.
Really sick.
And Brittany was asking
me all these questions.
And I swear she hasn't spoken
to me since the seventh grade.
Death tourist.
Death tourist?
- Yeah, someone whose life is so easy that
they like glom onto other peoples' tragedies
for a hit of actual emotion.
It happened to me a lot um...
when my parents died before I
moved here to live with my aunt.
It was a drunk driver.
Jumped a highway divide.
- That's...
that's messed up.
- Yeah.
- I'm Danny by the way.
- I'm Leanna.
Do you want fries with that?
Because they don't
actually come with.
- Yeah. Fries would be great.
- Okay.
- Isabel, can you hear me?
Isabel, can you hear me?
This is what we talked
about?
What's going on?
- Danny, wait outside please.
- What are you doing?
- I'm adjusting her morphine.
- Well, clearly, it's not working!
You need to give her more!
- Danny. Please. Wait outside.
Shh. Shh.
It's okay. It's okay...
Shh, shh, shh.
Shh, shh...
Shh, shh...
It's okay. It's okay.
- Your father wants
you to come in.
- Is it happening now?
Is she dying?
- Whatever you'd like to say to
her, I think now is the time.
- Okay.
It's okay, sweetheart.
It's alright.
- You get off on it, don't you?
Going from house to house.
Watching people die.
You're like some
sorta... death tourist.
God...
please...
I finished it, see?
I looked up online how to do it.
- May the Lord Bless
thee and keep thee.
May the angels lead
you to your savior.
You are a sign of
his presence to us.
We are here today to seek
and to receive comfort.
We come together as our hearts
ache for the loss of his daughter.
May she rest in peace.
May the Lord show his face...
You get
off on it, don't you?
You're like some sort
of... death tourist.
That's Dad, and me,
and you, and Matthew.
I love you.
- Hey, Danny,
nice to see you.
Here, take a seat.
- Who is he?
- This is Dr. Gary Weiss.
He's a forensic psychiatrist.
-I already told you,
I'm not doing this.
- It's just a conversation.
He'll ask you some questions...
- He'll use those
answers against me.
So you can put me in a... in a
mental hospital. I'm not crazy.
How many times do I have to have
this conversation? I'm not...
- Listen to me. As your
attorney, I strongly recommend...
- No. I'm done. C'mon!
Hey, c'mon. Open the door.
- Danny, I promise
you I have no agenda.
- I'm done.
- Let's just talk.
- Don't touch me.
Stop!
- Mike, a little help here.
- At the moment, he's looking
at three failing grades,
which would be enough
to hold him back.
- Well, he has missed
a month of school.
What if he takes incompletes and
finishes his assignments over the summer?
I mean there's gotta be some kinda
leeway given what he's been through.
- Well, of course, but it's
not just his academics.
There may be
underlying issues here,
issues that predate
his mother's illness.
- What do you mean?
- Ah, Danny, come sit.
- Sorry, Mr. Bryer
kept me after class.
- I was just explaining
to your dad...
- What issues?
- Over the past year,
several of his teachers
have noted persistent
trouble concentrating,
frequent irritability,
and occasional outbursts.
- And this is the first
I'm hearing of it?
- I spoke with your
wife several times.
I explained to her
our recommendation
that Danny be assessed by a
mental health professional.
Someone with uh, expertise.
She insisted there was no need.
Oh I'm sorry, I assumed
the two of you...
- No, no, of course. Um...
Look uh, the truth is um,
his mom was a little over-protective
when it... went it came to Danny.
She wasn't always forthcoming.
- Yes, I understand.
Unfortunately, a
traumatic loss like this
can sometimes lead
To an acceleration
of psychological symptoms.
If there is an
underlying condition,
whether that's disordered
thinking or excess anxiety...
- Danny.
Excuse me for a second.
Danny!
- Hey!
You okay?
- Yeah. I'm fine.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah, I uh, sometimes
I just get these...
I dunno, like, it's
hard to explain.
- I'm sorry about your mom.
I sent you a text.
- Yeah. I, I got it. It was really nice.
I, I, I, I meant to...
to... to... write you back,
I just, you know, we had
family in town and...
I'm failing everything.
- Yeah. Believe me. I get it.
Well, I'm... I'm gonna
be late for Trig.
But don't be a stranger, yeah?
Okay, let's go.
- Hey, Danny. Uh...
You uh, come sit, please.
Okay, uh...
alright so I just got off
the phone with Mrs. Epps, um,
we want you to have
a chance to reset.
So she's suggesting you
take a leave this semester.
- And do what?
- Well, um...
I'd like you to start
seeing a psychiatrist.
- Somebody that you like.
- I don't... I don't need that.
- Look, I know I haven't
always been the most attentive,
but... but we've gotta be
honest with each other.
Look, whatever you're
struggling with,
Mom was not helping
you by keeping it...
- Okay, you don't get to criticize Mom right now.
- I'm not criticizing...
- Not when you're
banging her nurse.
- What?
- Mom just died.
And you think, you think...
I'm the one that's messed up?
- Alright, alright, that is not a...
- So what?
Explain it to me then.
We're being honest right
now with each other, right?
What's going on?
You wanna tell him or should I?
- Tell me what?
- Okay.
Uh, Matthew, um, both of
you sit... sit down, please.
Please.
Okay, uh...
alright, look, uh... this has been
an enormously challenging time.
For all of us.
And the last thing I want is to
make things any harder on you boys.
Alison and I are involved.
- "Involved?"
Look, you know how much
I loved your mother.
And how much I will
always love her.
But honestly,
things had been difficult
long before she got sick.
We were talking about
a trial separation.
- Why are you telling us this?
- Because I want you
to understand, Danny.
Okay? I didn't plan this.
It... it just... it happened.
Okay?
I don't know what else to say.
- Is it serious?
- What do we even
know about her?
Honestly.
- We know she rides horses.
- What?
- Yeah. Or she used
to when she was a kid.
- She tell you that?
- I mean, at some point.
- The shrimp's better than
last time, don't you think?
Yeah.
Yeah, it's good.
- Look...
I know this is weird.
I mean, I do.
But for what it's worth, I'm
keeping my apartment for now.
In case it doesn't work out.
I'm hoping that it does.
Also, I've been talking
to your dad, um...
about maybe helping out with
dinners, if that's okay.
I know this sounds corny but...
in my line of work, I spend
a lot of time with families.
But I've never really
been a part of one.
So it just...
it means a lot sitting
here with you guys.
So if you have any
favorite dishes
or anything that you hate.
- Doesn't she work nights?
- Actually, I've asked Alison
to take a break for now.
- Hmm.
- She can always go back.
- Wait, she's living with you guys?
- Yep.
- And somehow I'm the one seeing a shrink twice a week.
- Jeez.
- And my brother says I'm being a dick
'cause I won't bend over backwards
to be nice to her. But like
what am I supposed to say?
It's sick.
- Yeah.
- And I know she's
not like forcing him.
Like, I get it, she's hot,
whatever, but it's like...
her job is to help people die.
And now she's boning the grieving
husband? It just doesn't...
Sorry.
Sorry, we can...
we can talk about
something else.
- Hey, do you think we
can climb this tree?
Like, maybe if you helped me up?
What?
- There's no way it didn't
start before my mom died.
I was there. I saw it
right in front of me.
I saw what she was doing.
And I'm supposed to just, what?
Like forget it happened?
Pretend we're the freaking
Brady Bunch or something?
- This may not help but...
grief messes with people.
Maybe your dad is struggling
more than you realize?
And you trying to punish this woman
is... is gonna make you crazy.
I dunno, cut her some slack?
For your own sake?
- Did you dad say how long he
was going to be on his call?
- No. He said just
to start without him.
- This is, um,
it's good.
- I'm glad.
- Do you still ride horses?
Matthew told me
that you used to.
- My dad was a rancher.
We had an old farm in
Otter Creek, Nebraska.
Until I was eight.
- Then what?
- And then he had an accident.
Um, which meant
he couldn't work.
- What happened?
- A tractor overturned.
He got pinned underneath and...
long story short, he started drinking,
and the farm got repossessed.
- And what about your mom?
- She wasn't in the picture.
What doesn't kill ya, right?
Is he okay?
- Yeah. He wants
to go on his walk.
I'll do it.
- Actually, no. No, you sit.
I can take him out.
If your... if your Dad comes down, tell
him he might wanna heat up his food, okay?
- No, it's done.
We're closing at 3:50.
I'll call you first
thing. Okay, bye.
- Guys, I am so
sorry. Uh, really.
- It's okay. - It's alright.
- Where's Alison?
- She's walking Chester.
- How was uh... dinner?
- It's great.
- Yeah.
- Yeah, it was good.
Should heat yours up.
- Great.
Oh! Oomph...
- What's wrong?
- Ah!
- I just had like a
stomach cramp or something.
- Guys?! I need help!
Oh! Oh, my God.
Matthew, stay there.
Stay there.
- Oh, my God!
- We were crossing the street.
Then this car swung around
and it ran the stop sign.
He came out of nowhere.
And I swear he was on his leash. He was...
- Shh. It's okay.
- We were halfway down the block.
And the guy had to be going 60.
- It's okay.
- Can you check his pulse or do something?
- I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry...
- You're lying.
You hated Chester.
-Danny.
You did this.
You killed him.
- Alright, that's enough.
- Like you killed my mom.
- Danny, no.
- Shut up!
- Danny.
- Shut up!
Danny, Danny.
Ahhhh!
Aargh!
Dr. Roberts, please
come to oncology.
Okay. Uh...
all your bloodwork
came back normal.
- Okay, then...
what's wrong with me?
- They're not exactly sure. Uh,
maybe uh... some kind of bug.
We can go home, Danny.
You're okay.
Physically there...
there is nothing wrong.
- Do you think I
made it this up?
- Uh, no. That's
not what I'm saying.
- 'Cause this was like
a knife in my insides.
It was real.
- Okay, look, I know
it... I know it felt real.
What the hell is that supposed
to mean? It felt real?
- Danny!
- It was real.
Danny...
Look, what you
said about Alison.
I mean, accusing her of
hurting Chester and Mom?
I mean, do you
actually believe that?
- Are you worried about Alison?
- No, I'm worried about you.
You... you went
somewhere. I saw it.
- Well yeah, I was upset, okay?
- I'm not asking you to apologize.
I am asking you to let me in.
Alright, look, your
teachers are concerned,
you... you... you got symptoms
the doctors don't understand.
And... and now this
wild allegation.
I can't help wondering
if it's all related.
- Related how?
What?
- Okay, alright, just...
- What are you not saying? Just say it.
- Alright. Alright, Danny.
Do you remember Mom's
brother, Julian.
- The one who drowned?
- Well, he didn't
just drown. He...
it wasn't exactly
an accident. Um...
He believed that there were uh...
spirits trapped inside his body
and that he could exorcise
them with some kind of...
self-baptism. I don't know.
He was schizophrenic, Danny.
I mean, have you
ever heard voices?
Okay, look, look, look, look.
We will figure this out, okay?
We'll talk to Dr. Shapiro.
We'll get you the help
you need. I promise.
It's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.
Listen, there's
a lot we don't know.
Don't pathologize him. He
has a really good heart.
Think about what
he's been through.
- You don't understand. I
know my son. This isn't Danny.
- Okay, listen to me. Even if you're right,
there are plenty of treatments and medications.
- To manage it, but
there's no cure.
I can't just watch him
slip away. I can't.
What if it gets worse?
What if this is the
rest of his life?
Hey. Can I come in?
- Uh...
Yeah. Okay.
Did you get some sleep?
I made you some oatmeal.
Um... it's got ginger, nutmeg.
A little turmeric powder which
is really good for digestion
and flushing things out.
- Thanks.
- Yeah.
Here.
- I, um...
I'm sorry...
about last night.
- Yeah.
Um...
I'm sorry too.
I know that you're dealing
with so much right now.
And I also know
that I'm probably the last
person you wanna talk to,
but I'm here.
I mean, if you could use
someone other than your
dad to talk things through?
I hope you like it.
- Hey, Leanna?
It was great. Thanks.
- Yeah? Where you going?
- Uh, I'm just meeting a friend.
- Oh. Who? Leanna?
Matthew said something
about a girlfriend.
- It's probably not like
that. We're just hangin' out.
- That's cool.
- Okay. Well, I
should really...
- Well, hey. Your bag.
It's leaking.
- Oh. It's just my water
bottle. It's really nothing.
- Well, it's dripping on the
floor. Let me get a towel.
- No, it's okay. Seriously, it's fine.
- Let me dry it for you.
- It's fine. Stop.
I gotta go or I'm gonna be late.
I'll see you later, okay?
You think
she's drugging you?
I thought the doctors
didn't find anything.
- It was routine blood work.
She'd know what they would screen
for and what they wouldn't.
There was a woman in Texas who
killed her husband using antifreeze.
She used the smallest dosage so
that it couldn't be detected.
- Okay, but...
- Think about it.
No one thought my mom was
gonna deteriorate that quickly.
Alison was in
charge of her meds.
I dunno, maybe she got
impatient waiting for her to die
and now she knows I'm onto her
and now she's coming after me.
- I don't know.
- Listen. Listen to me.
I found a lab in Westbury, okay?
They can do a full
analysis for $300
but I need you to
put it on your card.
I can give you the money.
- I don't... I don't have a card.
- That's okay I can
give you the cash,
but it has to be under your name
so that it doesn't
get traced back...
- Danny, have you brought
this up with your therapist?
- I know...
this sounds crazy,
but that's why I need proof.
I'll pay you back and
get you the money.
- It's not that.
- What, what is it?
- You don't believe me?
- I don't know.
It... it doesn't
really make sense.
Why would this woman
want to hurt you?
- Because she's crazy!
She's messed up! She's
evil! That's why.
- Danny.
- I... Look, the proof is right here.
I need you to take it.
Take it!
- No, I'm not, I'm not. Stop!
- What is the matter with you?
What are you doing? I
can't risk contamination.
I have to get as
much as possible.
Because if there's
not enough saturation
and I don't have enough oatmeal, they
won't have enough to detect anything.
- Um, you're starting to scare
me and I think you need help.
- I'm asking for help!
That's what I'm asking for!
Are you gonna help me?
- Danny, I'm...
- What!
- Sorry, I, I can't.
- Oh my God.
Alison, this is fantastic.
Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.
- Hey, you're not hungry?
Oh, come on. You gotta eat.
- Can we switch?
There's uh... too
much fat on the end.
You know I don't like fat.
- Okay, yeah.
Yeah, I don't mind.
- But I made yours medium well.
Just how you like it.
- I like it both ways.
- Well, he likes his rare.
- He just said it
doesn't matter.
Forget it. It... it's fine.
- No. It's not fine.
- What's the big deal?
- I'm sorry, okay, but
I am really trying.
But honestly I can't
keep doing this. I can't.
- Can keep doing what?
- Guys, I don't want an argument.
- Fine. I will just
go eat in my room.
- No, you'll eat here. You're
a member of this family.
Hey, what are
you doing? Danny.
What are you doing?
- Collecting evidence.
- Of what?
- Of whatever she's using to poison me!
- She's not! I promise.
Danny. Danny.
Stop. Look at me! Stop!
- Let me go!
- Look, I am trying to help you.
Alright.
- Stay back!
- Danny, put the knife
down. Look at me.
9-1-1? : Hi,
uh? Put knife down.
A young man. My boyfriend's son.
- No one is trying to hurt you.
He's having some kind of episode.
- Danny, put the knife down.
- Please, he has a knife.
- Come with me, tonight.
- Danny, she's not
trying to poison you.
- Yes, she is. How
do you not see it?
She's a killer.
First Mom, then Chester,
then me, then you, then you.
And I'm gonna prove it.
- Danny!
Wait here.
Danny! Open the door.
Danny, please. Danny,
what are you doing?
Open the door, you hear me?
- The police are on their
way. He could hurt himself.
- Did you tell them he's a kid?
- Yeah.
- Danny!
Answer me!
Please. Open the door.
- Just wait for them to get
here. What are you doing?
- Stay back. It's
here. I know it is.
- It's okay, Danny.
- No, it's not!
Stop saying that.
- Okay, look. The police
are coming, alright?
We'll let them investigate, huh?
Look, if there's poison,
they will find it.
Okay? Please, you gotta
put the knife down.
Just look at me, Danny.
You have
to put the knife down.
Please Danny, look at me.
I can feel Mom
here. Can't you?
- No!
- She doesn't want this for you, Danny.
She wants you happy.
Put it down.
- Alison!
No, no, no, no.
- Drop the knife!
Drop it. Drop it now!
275, arrived, dispatch code...
Advise stabbing victim.
- Alison... stay with me, huh?
Alison...
No, no, no, no.
- Danny, listen to me.
I'm on your side here.
But there is no way I'm going to
let you stand in front of a jury
and try to claim that this
woman was trying to poison you.
No one is going to believe
that. You will lose.
You will go to prison.
For a long time.
The only way I can keep
that from happening
is to convince the judge
you're unfit to stand trial.
So either you submit to a
psych evaluation, voluntarily,
or there will be a
competency hearing.
And I will be forced to
call every possible witness
who can describe just
how sick you are.
Your father.
Your teachers. Your friends.
It will be ugly.
It will be invasive
for your whole family.
And you don't just have to take
my word for it.
- Hey.
- Hey.
- Danny...
No one wants to
see you get hurt.
They don't.But...
if you don't change your mind,
I have to go up there and I have
to tell everyone that you're crazy.
I don't wanna do that to you.
I don't.
I can't.
- I understand the defendant
has agreed to submit
to a voluntary
psychiatric evaluation.
- Yes, Your Honor.
- In that case, we'll delay trial
proceedings pending those results.
Any objection from the State?
- No, Your Honor.
- Good. We're adjourned.
- Hey, kid.
You've got a visitor.
- Hi, Danny.
Long time.
You look good.
Healthy.
I hope you know I'm not angry.
I know that it wasn't you.
It was your illness.
And I've made a full recovery.
Danny, I'm so sorry to be the
one to share this with you.
Your father, he passed away.
Right after our honeymoon.
A heart attack, most likely.
It was sudden but peaceful.
In his sleep.
Oh, Danny.
We're gonna get through this.
Hmm?
You and me.
It'll bring us closer.
Promise.
- Where's...
Matthew?
I... I need to see him.
- I'm afraid that's
not possible.
He hasn't been feeling well.
Stomach pains.
- Bring me my
brother, you bitch.
Hey! Stop!
- Aargh! I need to talk to my brother.
- Calm down.
- I, I, I don't know what happened.
He just went off for no reason.
- Stop! Don't listen to her.
She's lying. I need to
see my brother. I need to.
- Please, whatever help he
needs, make sure he gets it.
Please don't listen
to her.
- Don't worry, Danny.
You're safe here.
I'm not giving up.
I'll never give
up.
No matter how long it takes.