Rectify (2013–2016): Season 1, Episode 2 - Sexual Peeling - full transcript

You awake?

What?

Redneck foreplay.

"Hey, baby. You awake?"

Or would you like to get awake?

Good and awake?

Not now.

Aren't you late for work anyway?

Mm-mm.

I took the day off.

Dad's idea.



Are you taking Daniel
to lunch today?

Mm-hmm.

Going to the Country Kitchen
in Mansfield.

Mansfield?

Everybody would be
watching us around here.

No, it's too much of a statement
if we go out to lunch in Paulie.

Like we're all of a sudden
buddy-buddy, you know?

"Statement"?

In everybody's face.

You know, I wanna be
a little like Sweden.

Sell goods to both sides.

Honey, shouldn't you be
on his side?

Huh?

- Shouldn't you be on his side?
- No.



I should be on our side.

As in save-the-damn-business side.

Nobody seems
to understand that but me.

Daniel?

Daniel, honey, we're home.

- He's not here.
- Oh?

Aren't you even
a little concerned?

Concerned?

He was locked up
for 20 years, Mother,

and he's been out two days
and now he's not here.

No, note, nothing?

Well, what do you want me
to do about it, honey?

I don't want you
to do anything, Mother.

Just cook.

Hello.

I'll meet you outside.

That's Jon.
We're gonna go look for him.

There are people around here, Mom,
who wanna see Daniel dead.

People who would do it themselves

if they thought
they could get away with it.

We should at least
get him a cheap phone.

- My mother is driving me crazy.
- What's she doing?

Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.

- Oh.
- Let's go.

Uh, okay.

Hello.

Hello, sir.

Does this work?

Not miracles, I would think.

That'll be 3.16, sir.

Sir?

4.90.

Thank you, sir.

There he is.

Oh. Pull over.

God.

What's that like?

I can't imagine.

What's he eating?

Looks like a candy bar
or something.

He's just feeling the grass.

This isn't very cool, is it?

Not on our part, no.

Shouldn't we take him home?

I think we should
just leave him alone.

Yeah, but you don't know
this town.

Amantha, we can't follow him around
for the whole day.

I know, but...

No.

No, you're right.

Oh, hey!
Look, it's Daniel!

Jon just got here.
We'll see ya later.

Ahem.

Hello?

Anybody home?

Hello?

Mom?

Mom?

In here.

Oh, hey.

Hey.

You feeling all right?

Resting.

- So where's everybody else at?
- Out.

I was gonna take Daniel to lunch.
I got here early, so...

That's a sweet gesture, Teddy.

Can I get you something?
Aspirin? Tums?

No.

No, I'm fine.

Just...

Okay.
There's some stuff on the counter.

Um... milk and meat.

Should I just put those things
in the fridge?

Yeah.

That'd be nice.

Thank you, Teddy.

Okay, Mom.

L... sorry.

Janet.
I keep forgetting.

Oh, you can call me Mom, Teddy.

I think that's all right.

I don't know.

I'll tell you what...

how about when he's around,
I'll call you Janet,

and Mom when he's not.

It'll be our little secret.

I'd like that, Teddy.

- You staying the whole week?
- Just a few days.

Try to get the DA to meet with me
while I'm in town.

There's not much to do here
until they make their move.

Justice Rose still feel positive
about everything?

Of course.

What about the press conference?

Well, uh...

I can take it.

Everyone knows how hard
it must be for Daniel,

but we were hoping
he could be a little more...

Normal?

...less esoteric.

Well, we've got
an unique situation.

So by definition...

I know.

We understand.
It's the public I'm worried about.

You know, first impressions.

- He is who he is, Jon.
- I know.

But at some point,
he's gonna have to be more proactive.

You know, it wouldn't hurt for him
to declare his innocence

- from time to time.
- Do we have to talk about this now?

No. No.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. It's just...

I just thought we'd all get
some time off for good behavior.

To gear up so quickly
after all it took to get him out.

After all that he's been through.

It just...

it seems like
cruel and unusual punishment.

Does a girl have to come out
and say "hold me"?

- Hey.
- Hi.

Hi.

I needed this.

There's not a lot of hugging going on
in the nuclear family.

- Amantha.
- What, am I smushing your Droid?

Amantha.
Amantha, we talked about this.

Mm-mm.
Somebody didn't get the memo.

- We had an agreement.
- I know.

Hey, this isn't Atlanta
before the media attention.

- The media sucks.
- Oh, God.

Okay. We never even had
an official last poke.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

We kinda did.

Okay, look...

this will be the official,

official... okay?

Ahem...

Amantha, stop. Don't turn around.

He's gone.

We are idiots.

Well...

wanna get lunch?

Hey, don't be shy.

You can go back for seconds, thirds,
as much as you want here.

People eat more than I recall.

Yeah.

You know, buffets used to
just be for Sundays after church.

Now it's seven days a week
around here.

Can't even really compete
as a business model without one.

Say, was the Ming Dynasty around
before you went in?

I'm sorry?

Chinese buffet
up on the interstate.

No.

When it first opened,
it was all-you-could-eat for 3.99.

You'd never seen so many dumb
Georgia crackers descending on egg rolls

and sweet-and-sour chicken
in all your life.

That's interesting.

I guess.

Can we be frank?

I would hope so.

Do you plan
on working at the store?

I hadn't really thought about it, Ted.

Well, my daddy would kill me if he knew
we were having this conversation.

He'd just as soon
give you the keys to the store

and walk away
if that's what you wanted.

He's a good man.

And I would, too,
for that matter.

The point is...

there's small-town politics
involved here with your, uh...

your ongoing situation and all.

You know, some people have
made up their minds about things

and there's just nothing
that's ever gonna change 'em.

You know, they're just dug in.
People are funny that way.

But not "ha-ha" funny?

What?

No.

Anyway...

in these uncertain economic times

and tight profit margins...

I mean, I'm just thinking
about Jared's future, primarily.

I see.

It's damn complicated.

Well, I appreciate you
sharing this information with me, Ted.

I'm sure it's a load to carry.

It's kinda sensitive too,
if you know what I mean.

I don't talk.

No, I guess not. Not after
everything you've been through.

You had enough?

- Yes, I have.
- All right.

Amantha.

Amantha.

We never should've...

I never should have gotten involved
with a client's sister.

- Much less...
- No summation now.

Please.

Well, hey there.

Long time no see, Amantha.

- Been watching my figure.
- Well, it shows.

So y'all want
the meat-and-three special?

- Uh, sure.
- I'll just have a piece of pie.

What kind?

Doesn't matter.

I'll surprise you.

Great.

God, I hate this town.

Sure you don't wanna
hit a bucket?

I'd rather watch.

Suit yourself.

My wife says I'm nosy.

I like to think of myself more as...
as curious.

So if I happen to cross some kind of
imaginary line with you,

just let me know.

Sure.

So my buddies

said you could have
conjugal visits on death row.

I told them it was all BS.

More like an urban legend.

There are no conjugal visits.

I knew it.

You couldn't even touch
another person, right?

No touching.

That's gotta work on your psyche.

You weren't supposed to, anyway.

What do you mean
wasn't supposed to?

Things were a lot different
when I was first incarcerated.

Certain element of guards
were less...

supervised.

So it created an environment

for things to occur.

Things?
What kind of things?

Encounters, I guess.

Not by chance,

more like an initiation of sorts.

- Initiation?
- Yeah.

Maybe it was when
they first saw something

that came to optimism
on your face.

Or a bit of peace.

Or just that moment
when you began to believe that...

you could survive it
in some paradoxical way.

I don't know why they did it.

Justification's a slippery slope, Ted.

So, one morning,
you go off for your weekly shower

and this group of inmates

with particular compulsions
suddenly appear.

You understand at once
why they're there,

but there's nothing
you can do about it.

You can fight it as some symbolic
gesture to your manhood,

but you can't stop it.

So it happens.

Repeatedly.

Shit.

But then it's over.

Just as quickly as they appeared,
they're gone.

It's the strangest thing, Ted.

There you are alone again
and the water's still running.

The guards reappear
like they never left.

Maybe they didn't.
I don't know now.

So you finish your shower
and get dressed.

Word gets back before you do.

Decent guys on "the row"
won't look at you now.

They're too embarrassed for you.

Then there are the ones

who when you pass by their cells
they look at you

with the basest form
of curiosity, Ted.

Like you are some freak show

and they wanna get
all their money's worth

because more than anything,

they're aroused
by another's shame.

You know?

And there's a very special group
on the row

who look at you
with this look like...

how can I describe it for you, Ted,

so you can really understand it?

It's like they can
pull you into their cell

and not just do things to you,

but literally consume you.

Take your breath,

eat your heart,

and then shit you out
like you were nothing.

I'm sorry.

I'm sure that was more
than you were...

Ahem.

But it is difficult to gauge things

in this world.

Unlike you, I suppose.

Hard to know where the lines are.

Anyway...

I don't know how he got in.

You need to get that little
son of a bitch some action.

- He's frustrated.
- I don't see how. I castrated him.

- Then he's pissed off 24/7.
- Aw...

Most of the time he's sweet.

He's sweet.

Just here for a quickie, Senator?

Marcy,

you need to go easy
on the flirting at the cafe.

- I flirt with everybody.
- Sheriff's suspicious.

- Isn't that his job?
- Marcy.

If I stop flirting,

won't it make him
more suspicious?

You are way too damn smart
to be a waitress.

Life isn't fair.

Guess who came in
for lunch today.

I don't know, Marcy.

The ghost of Strom Thurmond?

No, that was last week.

Amantha Holden
and her lawyer from Atlanta.

Yeah.
I heard he landed.

Did your other source tell you
that they were doing the nasty?

How do you know that?

'Cause there's a special kind of mad
that girl gets with a boy

who's diddling her.

Is that good news for the home team?

Well, I don't know yet.

But I sure don't see
how it could hurt us.

I didn't have time to stop
for flowers.

Well, it's the thought that counts.

Oh.

How'd you get inside?

Hi.

Let's go.

He did it.

- What?
- I believe he did it.

Maybe he wasn't alone,
but he was damn sure in on it.

What makes you so sure?

Ah, hell,
I'm just running my mouth.

Well, you can't just
come in out of the blue

and say something like that, Teddy.

- I mean...
- I know.

- Goodness.
- I know.

- I mean, really...
- I know, Tawney!

Damn!
I'm just blowing off some steam!

Well, what happened?
Did something happen today?

Nothing I can put my finger on.
He's just a weird guy.

- Oh, Teddy, good grief.
- I know.

Who wouldn't be weird?
All right, I get it.

But we was at lunch...

I just got a really bad feeling
from him.

I gotta share my feelings
with somebody.

It's not like I can go
share my inner feelings about this

down at the Masonic Lodge.

No, I'm glad you share with me.

- Wanna pray about it?
- What?

Just about everything
that's going on in our lives right now.

I don't wanna pray
about everything, Tawney.

Especially not about him
and his shit.

How's it looking, Ted?

Secret is to make everybody so hungry,
they'll eat anything.

That's not true.

Big Ted is the best cook
in the family.

I guess this could take a long time,
couldn't it?

- It could.
- Time is money.

Well, not so much
for the government.

They get paid either way.

Jared's gonna, you know,

need some things
over the next few years.

- College looming...
- Of course.

I guess what I wanna know is

are you gonna be
backing us, Jon?

To be honest with you, Ted,

that's Justice Rose's call.

But they're very positive so far.

Think there's a chance in hell
they just cut it loose?

You know, just let him go?

If it's in their best interest...

politically and otherwise.

Anything's possible.

I'm the one person around here
you don't need to sugarcoat things for.

Anything is possible, Ted.

But I'd be real surprised
if they let it go.

And they could stretch it out
for years

if it suited them.

Uh, didn't we just eat?

That was two hours ago,
which, around here,

- is like eight hours in dog years.
- Oh.

Well, if it isn't Teddy and Tawney.

- Hi. We brought cupcakes.
- That's nice.

And some beer.
Is that all right?

As long as you promise
not to "shotgun" 'em.

You know, I am a pork eater.
Just for the record.

I just do what I'm told.

I've been known to cook up
some baby back ribs myself.

Oh, be careful now.

First you're eating a pork sandwich,
next thing you know,

- you're drinking the blood of Jesus.
- Teddy!

I'm just kidding with him.

Your turn.

Hey, I'm gonna run to the store.
I'll be right back.

Mom?

- Everything's ready.
- Great.

- Mom?
- Yes, Amantha?

I don't know.

Can I get something?

- The slaw.
- Okay.

Hey, Danny boy.

Whoo...

Top of the morning to you.

I know you're awake, Danny.

You're always awake.

You know, you'd think you'd get tired
of making "pancake batter"

to the same memory year after year.

Ain't happened yet.

Okay, so you didn't
strangle the life

out of our sweet Hanna.

What do you bust a load to, huh?

Memories of ice cream?

Prom?

Maybe you just get the shivers
from me getting the shivers.

Maybe that's all you got.

Why are we the only ones
cleaning up again?

It's the 1950s, Amantha.

You just don't know it.

Those were some
damn fine ribs, Daddy.

Thank you, Teddy.

Yeah, sure were, Pop.

- You only ate one there, boy.
- It's all I wanted.

You ain't going vegan on us now,
are you, Jared?

No.

Hey, there's not
anything else planned, is there?

'Cause we're gonna
have to scoot in a minute.

Planned?
Like what?

- I don't know.
- Like a plaque presentation?

I don't know, Amantha.
That's why I'm asking.

No. The pie was it.

Oh, speaking of...
that was excellent pie, Janet.

- Thank you, Teddy.
- Oh, let me get that.

Thank you.

Hey, you wanna go ahead
and grab your stuff?

I'll be right back.

- Hello.
- Hello.

I'm sorry
I haven't said more to you.

I guess I was afraid.

Not of you.

I just didn't know
what to say exactly.

I understand.

I'm glad you're here.

Home.

Thank you.

I'm glad, too.

Please, take a seat if you'd like.

Sure is a beautiful day.

It, um...

has lots of colors.

Do you have, like,
a favorite season, Daniel?

A favorite season?

Personally, I like the fall a lot.

But I also... I love it when it rains
on a hot summer day.

Even though that's technically
not a season.

What is it you love about rain
on a hot summer's day?

I don't know.

It calms me down.

Makes the plants happy.

And the thunder.

I love the thunder.

It makes me think of God,
but not in a bad way.

What is it?

I'm just so aware
that most of what I draw on

from inside my head

are things I've read about.

My real-life experiences

are actually rather narrow.

I don't think about the seasons.

Not for the longest time, anyway.

I'm sorry.

I don't mean to sound pitiable.

Oh, no, you don't.
Not really.

I don't feel that way.
Sorry for myself.

I do feel I am

being received sometimes
that way by others.

And I know I have a part
in that somehow.

I just don't have it
figured out yet.

That'll probably take some time.

Figuring things out.

What is it?

The place where I was
had no windows.

Just these thick walls

surrounded by more thick walls.

So I never knew if it was raining

or even heard the loudest thunder.

So sad.

No, it's not as bad as it sounds

because I didn't sense things
in a normal way.

I didn't miss them.

If I couldn't sense them...

they weren't real to me.

What was "real" to you, Daniel?

The time in between the seconds.

And my books.

And my friend.

Now that I'm here in this world

where everything's marked by hours

or dates or events...

I find myself in a state
of constant anticipation.

And what it is I'm anticipating,
I'm not always sure.

Nor is it necessarily
a pleasant feeling.

But in the case
of the inevitable rain and thunder,

which I am sure to experience...

thanks to you, Tawney,

I am very much
looking forward to that.

It will be glorious, Daniel.

You won't be disappointed.

Daniel.

We'll have more conversations.

I look forward to that.

- It's time to go?
- Yeah.

I'll meet you out in the car.

Okay.

Uh, listen.

All that stuff you told me
today after lunch,

I don't know if you was
pulling my leg or not.

Why would I pull your leg, Ted?

I don't know.

- Like a game?
- No.

Do you play games, Ted?

It's just not a world I understand.

Anyway, um, this may be
stupid of me or crass,

but...

I got you a little eye candy.

A little something
to help you, uh,

you know, transition
into the outside world.

You know, get your mind right.

What was you
and "Starman" talking about?

The weather.

- On Mars?
- No.

You know,

he didn't even hear thunder
while he was in there.

Didn't even have a window.

Darling, he was on death row.
He's not guaranteed a view.

I know. It just seemed...
I don't know.

What'd y'all talk about?

Nothing.

I just gave him
a homecoming gift.

You did? What?

A dirty magazine.

You did not.

Why not?

I don't know.
Just seems tacky or something.

Hey, he doesn't have a wife
or girlfriend to come home to.

He needs some kind of release.

Maybe if he chokes that chicken
a few hundred times,

he won't be so weird-acting.

You keep saying he's weird,

but, you know,
I don't see it that way, really.

Oh, he's weird.

Goodness.
Have you been looking at me?

Yeah, I've been looking at ya.

You're my wife.
Can't I look at ya?

Yeah... yeah.

I just... I just didn't...
I didn't know you were looking at me.

Well, I tried to turn away,

but you're just so beautiful,
I couldn't take my eyes off of ya.

Well, thank you, Teddy.

Why are you still covered up?

I don't know.

'Cause I just... I just...
I didn't know you were looking at me

and, you know,
I was just planning on taking a bath

and I didn't expect you
to come in on me like this, and...

I'm a little embarrassed.

Why?

It isn't a sin.

- We're man and wife.
- I know.

Well then, let me see.

Come on, Tawney,
let Teddy have a little peek.

Okay.

You've had your look.
Now...

can I take my bath?

Yeah, sure.

If that's what you want.

It is if you wouldn't mind.

You know, we haven't made love
since Daniel got out.

So?

Maybe it's just coincidence.

What do you mean?

I don't know.

I thought maybe you had
some kind of...

convict crush on him
or something.

Don't be silly.

I'm offended
you would even suggest that.

I'm sorry.

You know I get
a little scared sometimes.

Enjoy your bath.

♪ Standing on the deck,
I watch my shadow stretch ♪

♪ The sun pours my shadow
upon the deck ♪

♪ The water's licking 'round
my ankles now ♪

♪ There ain't no sunshine
way, way down ♪

♪ I see the sharks are in the water
like slicks of ink ♪

♪ Well, there's one there bigger
than a submarine ♪

♪ As he circles,
I look in his eye ♪

♪ I see Jonah in his belly
by the campfire light ♪

♪ An albatross
up in the windy lofts ♪

♪ He's beating his wings
while he sleeps it off ♪

♪ I hear the jettisoned cries
from his dreams unkind ♪

♪ They're whippin' my ears
like a riding crop ♪

♪ Well, the captain
once as able as a fink dandy ♪

♪ He's now laid up in the galley
like a dried-out mink ♪

♪ He's lying dying of thirst
and he says or I think ♪

♪ Well, we're gonna be alone
from here on in... ♪

♪ I sing na-na-na
na-na-na na-na na ♪

♪ Na-na-na
na-na-na na-na na ♪

♪ Na-na-na
na-na-na na-na na... ♪

♪ Na-na-na
na-na-na na-na na ♪

♪ A harpoon's shaft
is short and wide ♪

♪ A grappling hook
is cracked and dry ♪

♪ I said, "Why don't you
get down in the sea?" ♪

♪ "And turn the water red
like you want to be?" ♪

♪ Just keep one eye on the horizon,
man, you best not blink ♪

♪ They're coming fin by fin
until the whole boat sinks ♪

♪ Fin by fin... ♪

♪ Fin by fin by fin by fin. ♪

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