Rectify (2013–2016): Season 4, Episode 4 - Episode #4.4 - full transcript
Previously on Rectify...
I've given up pretty much
everything except for hormones.
I have no idea at this time as
to what it is that I am doing.
We could start a club.
- He wants to buy the store.
- Huh.
Can I get you anything by now?
My plaque.
Your client plead guilty.
Because he was too afraid
of going back to prison.
You think you see him again?
- We're going huntin' this weekend.
- Hunting?
We feel that additional therapy
will increase your chances of...
Becoming an upstanding citizen?
Ouch!
Morning, sunshine.
It might be mornin', but
there's no sunshine.
Will be in an hour or so.
Look, I was kind of
drunk when I said I'd go.
Okay. Suit yourself.
What are you doin'?
Goin' huntin'.
Wait.
I just like to bitch a
little before daylight.
- So, you're going with me?
- Yes.
I just... need a minute to
find my matching camo wear.
All right.
I'll be in the truck.
A'ight.
You're up early.
You need to do something to me?
No.
No, I-I just wondered if I
could get you anything.
No.
You can't get me anything...
or won't.
I'm sorry.
For what?
Life...
I guess.
You're a good girl.
Say your prayers, you'll be all right.
Does Mr. Zeke
have many visitors?
Not really. Why?
Um...
He wants his plaque from the Ford plant.
Okay.
And he said his nearest living relative
is his nephew in Arizona.
Okay.
Could... Could we maybe go get it?
Absolutely not.
There would be liability
issues up the wazoo,
and that is a quick way for
somebody to get fired.
I wasn't sure.
Well, now you are.
Could I call his nephew?
No, you cannot call anyone.
That information is confidential,
and you are still an aide, Tawney.
I know.
He just wants his plaque.
That's all he wants in the whole world.
Look...
Let me just get into the whole...
plaque nephew thing, okay?
Yes, sir.
Thank you.
Hey, Tawney?
Yes, sir.
It's not good to get too
personally involved
with residents.
I know.
Just trying to help.
But I-I hear you.
What was all that about this morning?
I thinks she went hunting with Billy.
Amantha?
Evidently.
Huh.
Teddy set for the meeting?
Said he'd be there.
That's the right call.
I think so.
No matter what Mr. Childers
says regarding the store,
I'm still going up to
see Daniel on Friday.
Did you hear me?
I'd like to go with you.
Help drive, you know?
I can manage, really.
I won't be in the way.
Give y'all your space and everything.
I don't know.
I'd really like to talk
to him, Janet, in person.
Try to make things...
better.
That's thoughtful, Ted,
but I, I mean,
Daniel would have to be
comfortable with it, above all.
Of course.
I could reach out to him if you want.
Let's get through
this meeting first.
What's rattling around in that brain?
W-When I first started
riding in cars again,
I-I would fall asleep.
I guess it was the motion.
I don't know.
That's curious.
Will he, uh, be there at the property?
No.
His guy Rick will be there.
I don't think he's there much, if ever.
It's his third or fourth house.
For family and friends
when they're in town.
That's nice.
Have you ever heard his music?
Not that I'm aware of.
It's popular.
You're late.
Pretty good, Rick. How are you?
I got to get a fresh t-shirt
over to an ATV park near Franklin ASAP.
Okay.
He pay for that?
He did, yeah.
Okay, so how... how long you gonna be?
Aren't we supposed to take
some things back, too?
Right. Shit.
Got to pack 'em up to travel.
Come on, really?
Yes, Rick.
If we're gonna auction
the donated pieces,
they can't literally be in pieces.
I can get it.
Hey.
Yeah, yeah, she's here right now.
Yeah.
Yeah, I know the shirt.
What does "ATV" mean?
All-terrain vehicle.
Like a Bronco?
Definitely not like a Bronco.
Well, what's the purpose
of a Bronco then?
Well, it's mostly to pick up girls.
Hide what caste you're in.
Cast?
With an "E."
Is Rick like an untouchable?
Yeah, for anybody with taste.
You're a bad girl, Chloe.
Flatterer.
Must've got caught in the
Paulie rush hour or something.
Should we call him?
- Yeah, maybe so.
- I wouldn't.
Why not?
Don't want to let him see us sweat.
I don't think we're sweating.
Psychologically.
I talked to my gal at
Kathy Kitt's Realty,
on the down low.
- She ran some numbers for us.
- What does that mean?
- What does what mean?
- Ran some numbers.
Oh, it's just how they
get a ballpark figure
of a, you know, fair offer.
Get comparables and whatnot.
I understand the colloquial
meaning attached to it.
I just don't know why.
Why they say "ran the numbers."
Sounds like someone trained
digits to do parlor tricks.
I just think it's a dumb expression.
That's all.
Okay.
Well, anyway, the point is,
Gilda at Kathy Kitt's Realty thinks
that if Mr. Childers is representing
some big retail chain,
then we can get...
the person can get for a
property at this location
with a high visibility
and the density traffic
flow projections,
on the high end, up to 500k.
A half-million dollars? In Paulie?
It's what Gilda said, Dad.
I don't think we should get
ahead of ourselves yet.
We're not getting ahead
of ourselves, Janet.
These guys, they come down here
and they think they're dealing
with a bunch of hayseeds,
try to lowball you.
They need to know that
we know what they know.
Hello?
Oh, hi, Mr. Childers.
Right. Bob.
What? You're kidding me.
Well, that's ironic.
Don't we need dogs or somethin'?
That's for quail. We'll be all right.
I'm rooting for the birds,
in case you were wonderin'.
Rather get your dead animal
in a sealed package?
Headless, too, if possible.
It is nice out here.
Just bein'.
What was that?
Might be a deer ruttin'.
Little early, but...
You are not gonna shoot a deer, are you?
It's not deer hunting season yet.
Not with guns, anyway.
Hatchets?
We don't have to shoot anything.
We can just be.
My dad liked to hunt.
Mr. Lester?
Yes.
Mr. Lester.
Daniel went with him one time.
After they got back,
he locked himself into
his room for like a day.
Well, hunting's not for everybody.
Why'd y'all get a divorce?
Whoa, just gonna jump right in, are ya?
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
You don't have to talk about
it if you don't want.
No, uh...
Cynthia probably would say
I was too stubborn, set in my ways.
Were you?
I didn't think so at the time.
Just thought I liked things
the way I liked 'em.
I can see a little of that.
Her current husband
doesn't seem to mind...
deferring, I guess.
Can't you both defer?
Not at the same time.
Well, no shit, Billy.
Sure, you can take turns as long
as the one deferring doesn't
hold it against you later.
Mom always seemed to know
when to give up the
battle to win the war.
And your dad couldn't
do that sometimes, too?
Not really his strong suit.
So you're looking for your mama?
I'm not necessarily looking for anybody.
Hey, that makes two of us.
Something we can agree on, then.
You want to hunt today or just be?
I'll defer to you, Mr. Harris.
All right, Miss Holden.
All right, I'm making an
executive decision here.
- Okay.
- I got to go.
Just make sure you lock the
front door on your way out.
No problem.
And text me when you're gone.
Got it.
And no photos.
Really, Rick?
Hey, we had somebody steal
the man's dirty underwear
off his tour bus one time.
Well, that's just wrong.
You're tellin' me.
I think it was a dude, too.
Sheriff Pickens.
Jon Stern here.
I'm sorry to just show up at your house,
but you haven't returned my calls,
and I thought perhaps you might
agree to see me in person.
Answer a few pressing questions.
I'll just be in my car if
you feel like talking.
You're in luck. We're able to patch it.
That is fortunate.
I'd try to sell you a brand-new
tire if it wasn't a rental.
Well, I won't hold you
in suspense any longer.
I represent a national pharmacy chain,
and they are prepared to make
an offer on your property.
Now, does that include inventory?
Uh, well, the offer would
take the inventory
into consideration,
but my client would not purchase it.
We estimate... what now?
You could disperse or retain,
uh, what's inside the property
as you saw fit.
So, we would still own the
tires and the equipment,
just not the building
where we keep them?
Correct, sir.
So, what's the offer, Bob?
Oh. Well, as I was saying, Ms. Holden,
we are prepared to make an
offer on your property.
Now, if you accept the offer,
it will be one of three properties
under consideration for purchase.
Consideration?
I would give you a check of $5,000 today
that will be yours regardless
of the final decision.
So, this isn't a real offer?
Well, unfortunately, there
are a number of steps
in determining if this property
is the most suitable one,
some of which they would
need your cooperation
to assess that viability.
- $10,000.
- Teddy.
It's a lot of stress, Dad.
Regrettably, I am not authorized
to go beyond the $5,000.
So, what is it... the
not-quite-an-offer offer?
If all contingencies are
met, the offer is $650,000.
Chloe?
Oh, my God.
What's wrong?
You have to come down here.
Why?
Hurry!
Pistachio gelato.
Imported.
Look at this.
Isn't gelato dairy?
Not today.
This has to be Faith's idea.
Faith?
His wife.
His wife is Faith?
Or Charity.
Have you ever had pistachio gelato?
Have you had gelato ever?
I don't think so, no.
So, am I gonna get to witness
your first taste of gelato?
- Shouldn't we go?
- Oh, of course we should.
Do you mind eating after me or
do you want your own spoon?
We shouldn't be here, Chloe.
Says who? Says Rick? Rick is a dick.
Well, he said we were supposed to go...
Seriously, if Rick were to
come back, which he's not,
I would tell him that I'm pregnant
and I was gonna faint if
I didn't eat something.
He would be feeding me at that point.
Hey.
Nothing bad's gonna happen.
I promise.
What is it?
It's nothing.
So, when it's something, we're
gonna say it's nothing?
That's how we're gonna do this?
I don't know what it is
we're... we're doing.
We're just getting to know each other.
I thought you were going
to your sister's.
What does that have to do with it?
A lot of the time, I-I feel like...
Like what?
Like danger, Will Robinson.
Danger... around me?
Around anything.
Everything.
Sometimes when I'm afraid...
I try to focus on the
thing that I'm afraid of.
I don't want to do that.
Okay.
No problem.
What if you, um...
what if you put your attention
on something else, then?
Like what?
Gelato.
Oh, I'm serious.
But... it'll only work
if you completely surrender
to the gelato experience.
Just you...
and the gelato.
Nothing else exists in this moment
except mano y gelato.
Will you close your eyes for me?
Ripeti.
Mm-hmm.
Mano.
Mano.
This is serious.
- Mano.
- Mano.
- Y.
- Y.
Gelato.
Gelato.
Well?
All fear has been
overwhelmed by desire...
for more of that!
Yes!
It's all yours.
I need something salty now anyway.
I know!
Do you remember Christopher
Nelms from school?
Chris? Yeah.
Do you remember seeing him
there that night at the party?
No, I didn't see him till next mornin',
at the Sheriff's office.
I'm sorry?
Yeah, he was sitting
by the Coke machine.
Uh... he was never
officially interviewed.
Only seven of you were.
Oh, well, I don't know about that,
but he was there with the rest of us.
Well, how many of you were there?
I didn't count, but I'd say at least 20.
Hello?
Uh, I'm sorry.
Can I call you back, Susan,
if I have any more questions?
Yeah, 'course.
Have you not gone to
the bathroom all day?
Not yet. No, ma'am.
He's not gonna talk to you.
Why not?
I know his conscience is
bothering him, ma'am.
Do you now?
That's not a bad thing.
That's a good thing.
You know, it'd be a bad
thing if it didn't.
You can go in the yard if you need to.
I don't care.
What do you think they're gonna do?
Doesn't really matter.
I don't have a say when it
comes down to it anyway.
I... I'm sure they want your opinion.
Yeah, right.
I don't even know if
Dad has a say in it.
Or if he did, if he'd
actually say anything.
I don't know what the
hell I was thinkin'.
Best laid plans.
Well...
How's the fettucine?
Cheesy.
Well, I'll have to go soon, I guess.
Is that right?
To work.
You know, if we're not gonna talk
about what's going on in our lives,
outside of whether we're
gonna stay together or not,
I don't know what the hell
date night's even for.
And just because I'm upset
doesn't mean I'm upset at you
or that it's even about you, Tawney.
I know that.
I can't not be upset sometimes.
I know that, too, Teddy.
It just frightens me, your anger.
I'm not angry, I'm upset!
You don't need a husband.
You need a saint.
Okay, we
probably went too far.
They want me to see somebody.
Who does?
The New Canaan Project...
people.
What kind of somebody?
A-A PTSD specialist.
That makes sense.
Am I that bad?
How can you not be traumatized?
Just from being in there all that time.
Yeah, well, I'm...
not quite ready to get
into all that stuff.
My little brother...
was killed in an auto accident.
It's been over a decade, but...
it still pretty much sucks.
I won't lie about that.
I'm sorry, Chloe.
I only bring it up because...
it did eventually force
me to talk to somebody,
and that helped.
Some.
I guess what I am saying, Daniel,
is that almost everybody at
some point in their life
has to deal with or figure out
how not to deal with their stuff.
You... you have a very
unique variety of it,
and I don't think you have
the option of not dealing.
Even with gelato now in my life?
Sorry.
Uh-oh. Guess who.
Hi, Rick.
Uh, I'm so sorry.
I completely forgot to
text you before we left.
Yeah, uh, we made sure the door
was locked on our way out.
So, where are you now?
Oh, you're going back out there.
Soon?
Um, well, please, uh, thank them
for both of us for the, uh, donations.
Where is he?
No idea.
What about your "I'm pregnant" speech?
Way past its due date now.
Jared?
Jared, can you come down here, please?
Ted?
Yeah?
Daniel's okay with you comin'.
Did you hear me?
Sounds good!
Okay.
Jared?
- Honey?
- Jesus!
- Mom.
- What are you doing?
What am I doing? I'm trying to
find my heart. What are you doing?
Can you turn the music down, please?
Who's Peter Rand?
Is that addressed to me?
You didn't answer my question.
I sold him some stuff.
What are you talkin' about?
You really wanna know?
Of course I do.
'Cause once I tell you,
we can't go back.
Jared.
Okay, Mom.
You asked for it.
Furbys.
Furbys?
Yeah, I sold him three Furbys for $250.
There's a check in here for $250?
I hope.
Jared, you can't give out your address
to anybody you meet on the Internet.
I didn't meet anyone, Mom.
But still.
The Furbys we gave you
for your sixth birthday?
Fifth, but yes, those Furbys.
Why would you do that?
You're gonna wish you had those someday.
No, I can assure you
I'll never wish that.
Didn't really want them
in the first place.
I-I mean, I appreciated
the gesture at the time,
but they weren't really... my thing.
Why did I think you liked Furbys?
I don't know.
Is that what you've been doin' up here?
Pretty much.
You haven't been selling any other...
People's stuff? No, Mom, God.
- Well, I don't know.
- Don't worry.
Everything else that nobody will
ever want is still up here.
When did you become so surly?
I'm not sure.
Over time, I guess.
Look.
It's your dad's army coat.
It's... it's Lester's, Mom.
I meant Lester.
Why do you need money?
So I can have money.
We can give you money.
It's not the same thing.
I don't want you to have to
sell things to get money.
I'm selling things because
I don't want them, Mom.
I'm trying to simplify my life.
I'm sorry.
For what?
For being such a bad mother.
What?
I don't know where that came from.
Okay. I'm gonna quit now.
Dinner will be ready in a little bit.
You go to little boys'
birthday parties now?
If you want to see your
friends anymore you do.
Like Jenny Paar?
I imagine she'll be there.
With brood in tow.
You okay?
I never slept with anybody
until I moved to Atlanta.
I sure wasn't gonna do it
with anyone from here.
No offense.
You had a lot going on back then.
Still do, I guess.
You want to say this didn't happen?
No.
Want me to take you home?
Maybe in a little while.
What day is it?
It's Wednesday.
Hump day.
They're gonna call your nephew.
See if somebody can go and
get your plaque for you.
I made him up.
Who?
My nephew.
I needed a name on the
blank, so I made him up.
What are you saying?
There's nobody to call, young lady.
I don't believe that.
Me and Claudia, for whatever reason,
our lives got...
smaller...
and smaller over time.
We liked it that way, I guess.
Walling ourselves off from the world.
But after she died,
I stayed in that grief
until there was a point
where I understood I had to...
give up the ghost, so to speak, or...
Or what?
Or it would become what it is.
Well, what is it?
What has it become?
Very, very lonely.
And empty.
And now I'm ready to go.
Where do you think you're goin'?
To see her in heaven.
How do you know?
If you have faith...
you know.
But what if you...
you've lost your faith?
You mean what if you've lost your faith?
Yes.
Yes, that's what I mean.
I don't know.
Maybe you have to decide if
you want to find it first.
I still don't believe you.
I think there's somebody in your life.
You're not telling me
everything, Mr. Zeke.
You're a good girl.
Say your prayers,
you'll be all right.
Why do you keep sayin' that to me?
You keep asking for it.
It's in everything you do.
Hey. It's me.
Um...
I... I know that this store
situation is a big deal,
and... and I'm... I'm sorry
that I wasn't there for you tonight.
I really am.
I get all in my head sometimes.
It's something I'm... I'm
working on with Rebecca.
Hey. It's me.
Um...
I... I know that this store
situation is a big deal,
and... and I'm... I'm sorry
that I wasn't there for you tonight.
I really am.
I get all in my head sometimes.
It's something I'm... I'm
working on with Rebecca.
Anyway, um...
I thought maybe you might want
to come by tomorrow morning
or... or Friday if that's better.
I-If you want to.
We could just talk or... or something.
Just a thought.
Love you.
Hey.
Hey!
What about my beer?
Oh, right.
I forgot.
Now you think that I'm the bad guy?
Bunch of goddamn lemmings!
Excuse me.
Tough crowd, huh?
I remember you.
From Holden's press conference.
A lot's happened since then.
Yeah. Your boy confessed again.
You been followin' me?
Just came in for a
beer after a long day.
Long day of what?
So, what are you gonna do about
your little situation, Trey?
Well...
I damn sure ain't gon' plead guilty
to something I didn't do.
You suggesting Daniel did?
Trying to put words in my
mouth, just like a lawyer.
Or a prosecutor, in some cases.
They seem to have a
real good track record
around here with convictions,
whether someone did it or not.
Yeah, we'll see about that.
I think they want you to go to
jail for a long time, Trey.
I'm beginning to wonder if you might be
what is known as a make-up call.
My high-priced attorney wouldn't
approve of us talking, so...
See ya. Wouldn't want to be ya.
Why does Chris Nelms never get dirty?
Are you his bitch or something?
You don't know half as
much as you think you do.
About what?
About the way the world works down here.
Well, why don't you tell me, then?
Go ask Roger.
Roger?
Who's Roger?
You are just stumbling
around the dark, ain't ya?
Chris always had the most to lose.
I don't know why people don't see that.
What do you mean?
I mean if it wasn't
your kooky-ass client,
I'd put my money on country club Chris.
For killing Hanna, you mean?
What the hell we talkin' about?
Why would I ever believe
anything you say?
Somethin's got to be the truth.
Looks nice.
Better than some of the
places I've resided.
Is it strange?
Yes to whatever you're talkin' about.
I don't know. To... to... be here.
To be dropped off like a...
Perpetual teenager?
Maybe.
I don't know.
This is... just where I am.
In this car.
With you.
And it's strange,
but certainly not unpleasant.
Oh, boy.
I was afraid of that.
You don't owe me anything, Chloe.
If it's only this day, I'll take it.
Sometimes I just...
freak out thinking about
having a baby alone.
Having a baby with someone.
Having a baby.
Now, that sounds perfectly normal.
I never used to think like that, though.
Like what?
Of the future.
Me neither.
What am I worried about, then?
We're...
temporarily perfect for each other.
At least for today.
I have to go now.
Grown man curfew.
Thank you, Daniel.
Thank you, Chloe.
Ahh.
Ahh.
Yeah.
I've given up pretty much
everything except for hormones.
I have no idea at this time as
to what it is that I am doing.
We could start a club.
- He wants to buy the store.
- Huh.
Can I get you anything by now?
My plaque.
Your client plead guilty.
Because he was too afraid
of going back to prison.
You think you see him again?
- We're going huntin' this weekend.
- Hunting?
We feel that additional therapy
will increase your chances of...
Becoming an upstanding citizen?
Ouch!
Morning, sunshine.
It might be mornin', but
there's no sunshine.
Will be in an hour or so.
Look, I was kind of
drunk when I said I'd go.
Okay. Suit yourself.
What are you doin'?
Goin' huntin'.
Wait.
I just like to bitch a
little before daylight.
- So, you're going with me?
- Yes.
I just... need a minute to
find my matching camo wear.
All right.
I'll be in the truck.
A'ight.
You're up early.
You need to do something to me?
No.
No, I-I just wondered if I
could get you anything.
No.
You can't get me anything...
or won't.
I'm sorry.
For what?
Life...
I guess.
You're a good girl.
Say your prayers, you'll be all right.
Does Mr. Zeke
have many visitors?
Not really. Why?
Um...
He wants his plaque from the Ford plant.
Okay.
And he said his nearest living relative
is his nephew in Arizona.
Okay.
Could... Could we maybe go get it?
Absolutely not.
There would be liability
issues up the wazoo,
and that is a quick way for
somebody to get fired.
I wasn't sure.
Well, now you are.
Could I call his nephew?
No, you cannot call anyone.
That information is confidential,
and you are still an aide, Tawney.
I know.
He just wants his plaque.
That's all he wants in the whole world.
Look...
Let me just get into the whole...
plaque nephew thing, okay?
Yes, sir.
Thank you.
Hey, Tawney?
Yes, sir.
It's not good to get too
personally involved
with residents.
I know.
Just trying to help.
But I-I hear you.
What was all that about this morning?
I thinks she went hunting with Billy.
Amantha?
Evidently.
Huh.
Teddy set for the meeting?
Said he'd be there.
That's the right call.
I think so.
No matter what Mr. Childers
says regarding the store,
I'm still going up to
see Daniel on Friday.
Did you hear me?
I'd like to go with you.
Help drive, you know?
I can manage, really.
I won't be in the way.
Give y'all your space and everything.
I don't know.
I'd really like to talk
to him, Janet, in person.
Try to make things...
better.
That's thoughtful, Ted,
but I, I mean,
Daniel would have to be
comfortable with it, above all.
Of course.
I could reach out to him if you want.
Let's get through
this meeting first.
What's rattling around in that brain?
W-When I first started
riding in cars again,
I-I would fall asleep.
I guess it was the motion.
I don't know.
That's curious.
Will he, uh, be there at the property?
No.
His guy Rick will be there.
I don't think he's there much, if ever.
It's his third or fourth house.
For family and friends
when they're in town.
That's nice.
Have you ever heard his music?
Not that I'm aware of.
It's popular.
You're late.
Pretty good, Rick. How are you?
I got to get a fresh t-shirt
over to an ATV park near Franklin ASAP.
Okay.
He pay for that?
He did, yeah.
Okay, so how... how long you gonna be?
Aren't we supposed to take
some things back, too?
Right. Shit.
Got to pack 'em up to travel.
Come on, really?
Yes, Rick.
If we're gonna auction
the donated pieces,
they can't literally be in pieces.
I can get it.
Hey.
Yeah, yeah, she's here right now.
Yeah.
Yeah, I know the shirt.
What does "ATV" mean?
All-terrain vehicle.
Like a Bronco?
Definitely not like a Bronco.
Well, what's the purpose
of a Bronco then?
Well, it's mostly to pick up girls.
Hide what caste you're in.
Cast?
With an "E."
Is Rick like an untouchable?
Yeah, for anybody with taste.
You're a bad girl, Chloe.
Flatterer.
Must've got caught in the
Paulie rush hour or something.
Should we call him?
- Yeah, maybe so.
- I wouldn't.
Why not?
Don't want to let him see us sweat.
I don't think we're sweating.
Psychologically.
I talked to my gal at
Kathy Kitt's Realty,
on the down low.
- She ran some numbers for us.
- What does that mean?
- What does what mean?
- Ran some numbers.
Oh, it's just how they
get a ballpark figure
of a, you know, fair offer.
Get comparables and whatnot.
I understand the colloquial
meaning attached to it.
I just don't know why.
Why they say "ran the numbers."
Sounds like someone trained
digits to do parlor tricks.
I just think it's a dumb expression.
That's all.
Okay.
Well, anyway, the point is,
Gilda at Kathy Kitt's Realty thinks
that if Mr. Childers is representing
some big retail chain,
then we can get...
the person can get for a
property at this location
with a high visibility
and the density traffic
flow projections,
on the high end, up to 500k.
A half-million dollars? In Paulie?
It's what Gilda said, Dad.
I don't think we should get
ahead of ourselves yet.
We're not getting ahead
of ourselves, Janet.
These guys, they come down here
and they think they're dealing
with a bunch of hayseeds,
try to lowball you.
They need to know that
we know what they know.
Hello?
Oh, hi, Mr. Childers.
Right. Bob.
What? You're kidding me.
Well, that's ironic.
Don't we need dogs or somethin'?
That's for quail. We'll be all right.
I'm rooting for the birds,
in case you were wonderin'.
Rather get your dead animal
in a sealed package?
Headless, too, if possible.
It is nice out here.
Just bein'.
What was that?
Might be a deer ruttin'.
Little early, but...
You are not gonna shoot a deer, are you?
It's not deer hunting season yet.
Not with guns, anyway.
Hatchets?
We don't have to shoot anything.
We can just be.
My dad liked to hunt.
Mr. Lester?
Yes.
Mr. Lester.
Daniel went with him one time.
After they got back,
he locked himself into
his room for like a day.
Well, hunting's not for everybody.
Why'd y'all get a divorce?
Whoa, just gonna jump right in, are ya?
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
You don't have to talk about
it if you don't want.
No, uh...
Cynthia probably would say
I was too stubborn, set in my ways.
Were you?
I didn't think so at the time.
Just thought I liked things
the way I liked 'em.
I can see a little of that.
Her current husband
doesn't seem to mind...
deferring, I guess.
Can't you both defer?
Not at the same time.
Well, no shit, Billy.
Sure, you can take turns as long
as the one deferring doesn't
hold it against you later.
Mom always seemed to know
when to give up the
battle to win the war.
And your dad couldn't
do that sometimes, too?
Not really his strong suit.
So you're looking for your mama?
I'm not necessarily looking for anybody.
Hey, that makes two of us.
Something we can agree on, then.
You want to hunt today or just be?
I'll defer to you, Mr. Harris.
All right, Miss Holden.
All right, I'm making an
executive decision here.
- Okay.
- I got to go.
Just make sure you lock the
front door on your way out.
No problem.
And text me when you're gone.
Got it.
And no photos.
Really, Rick?
Hey, we had somebody steal
the man's dirty underwear
off his tour bus one time.
Well, that's just wrong.
You're tellin' me.
I think it was a dude, too.
Sheriff Pickens.
Jon Stern here.
I'm sorry to just show up at your house,
but you haven't returned my calls,
and I thought perhaps you might
agree to see me in person.
Answer a few pressing questions.
I'll just be in my car if
you feel like talking.
You're in luck. We're able to patch it.
That is fortunate.
I'd try to sell you a brand-new
tire if it wasn't a rental.
Well, I won't hold you
in suspense any longer.
I represent a national pharmacy chain,
and they are prepared to make
an offer on your property.
Now, does that include inventory?
Uh, well, the offer would
take the inventory
into consideration,
but my client would not purchase it.
We estimate... what now?
You could disperse or retain,
uh, what's inside the property
as you saw fit.
So, we would still own the
tires and the equipment,
just not the building
where we keep them?
Correct, sir.
So, what's the offer, Bob?
Oh. Well, as I was saying, Ms. Holden,
we are prepared to make an
offer on your property.
Now, if you accept the offer,
it will be one of three properties
under consideration for purchase.
Consideration?
I would give you a check of $5,000 today
that will be yours regardless
of the final decision.
So, this isn't a real offer?
Well, unfortunately, there
are a number of steps
in determining if this property
is the most suitable one,
some of which they would
need your cooperation
to assess that viability.
- $10,000.
- Teddy.
It's a lot of stress, Dad.
Regrettably, I am not authorized
to go beyond the $5,000.
So, what is it... the
not-quite-an-offer offer?
If all contingencies are
met, the offer is $650,000.
Chloe?
Oh, my God.
What's wrong?
You have to come down here.
Why?
Hurry!
Pistachio gelato.
Imported.
Look at this.
Isn't gelato dairy?
Not today.
This has to be Faith's idea.
Faith?
His wife.
His wife is Faith?
Or Charity.
Have you ever had pistachio gelato?
Have you had gelato ever?
I don't think so, no.
So, am I gonna get to witness
your first taste of gelato?
- Shouldn't we go?
- Oh, of course we should.
Do you mind eating after me or
do you want your own spoon?
We shouldn't be here, Chloe.
Says who? Says Rick? Rick is a dick.
Well, he said we were supposed to go...
Seriously, if Rick were to
come back, which he's not,
I would tell him that I'm pregnant
and I was gonna faint if
I didn't eat something.
He would be feeding me at that point.
Hey.
Nothing bad's gonna happen.
I promise.
What is it?
It's nothing.
So, when it's something, we're
gonna say it's nothing?
That's how we're gonna do this?
I don't know what it is
we're... we're doing.
We're just getting to know each other.
I thought you were going
to your sister's.
What does that have to do with it?
A lot of the time, I-I feel like...
Like what?
Like danger, Will Robinson.
Danger... around me?
Around anything.
Everything.
Sometimes when I'm afraid...
I try to focus on the
thing that I'm afraid of.
I don't want to do that.
Okay.
No problem.
What if you, um...
what if you put your attention
on something else, then?
Like what?
Gelato.
Oh, I'm serious.
But... it'll only work
if you completely surrender
to the gelato experience.
Just you...
and the gelato.
Nothing else exists in this moment
except mano y gelato.
Will you close your eyes for me?
Ripeti.
Mm-hmm.
Mano.
Mano.
This is serious.
- Mano.
- Mano.
- Y.
- Y.
Gelato.
Gelato.
Well?
All fear has been
overwhelmed by desire...
for more of that!
Yes!
It's all yours.
I need something salty now anyway.
I know!
Do you remember Christopher
Nelms from school?
Chris? Yeah.
Do you remember seeing him
there that night at the party?
No, I didn't see him till next mornin',
at the Sheriff's office.
I'm sorry?
Yeah, he was sitting
by the Coke machine.
Uh... he was never
officially interviewed.
Only seven of you were.
Oh, well, I don't know about that,
but he was there with the rest of us.
Well, how many of you were there?
I didn't count, but I'd say at least 20.
Hello?
Uh, I'm sorry.
Can I call you back, Susan,
if I have any more questions?
Yeah, 'course.
Have you not gone to
the bathroom all day?
Not yet. No, ma'am.
He's not gonna talk to you.
Why not?
I know his conscience is
bothering him, ma'am.
Do you now?
That's not a bad thing.
That's a good thing.
You know, it'd be a bad
thing if it didn't.
You can go in the yard if you need to.
I don't care.
What do you think they're gonna do?
Doesn't really matter.
I don't have a say when it
comes down to it anyway.
I... I'm sure they want your opinion.
Yeah, right.
I don't even know if
Dad has a say in it.
Or if he did, if he'd
actually say anything.
I don't know what the
hell I was thinkin'.
Best laid plans.
Well...
How's the fettucine?
Cheesy.
Well, I'll have to go soon, I guess.
Is that right?
To work.
You know, if we're not gonna talk
about what's going on in our lives,
outside of whether we're
gonna stay together or not,
I don't know what the hell
date night's even for.
And just because I'm upset
doesn't mean I'm upset at you
or that it's even about you, Tawney.
I know that.
I can't not be upset sometimes.
I know that, too, Teddy.
It just frightens me, your anger.
I'm not angry, I'm upset!
You don't need a husband.
You need a saint.
Okay, we
probably went too far.
They want me to see somebody.
Who does?
The New Canaan Project...
people.
What kind of somebody?
A-A PTSD specialist.
That makes sense.
Am I that bad?
How can you not be traumatized?
Just from being in there all that time.
Yeah, well, I'm...
not quite ready to get
into all that stuff.
My little brother...
was killed in an auto accident.
It's been over a decade, but...
it still pretty much sucks.
I won't lie about that.
I'm sorry, Chloe.
I only bring it up because...
it did eventually force
me to talk to somebody,
and that helped.
Some.
I guess what I am saying, Daniel,
is that almost everybody at
some point in their life
has to deal with or figure out
how not to deal with their stuff.
You... you have a very
unique variety of it,
and I don't think you have
the option of not dealing.
Even with gelato now in my life?
Sorry.
Uh-oh. Guess who.
Hi, Rick.
Uh, I'm so sorry.
I completely forgot to
text you before we left.
Yeah, uh, we made sure the door
was locked on our way out.
So, where are you now?
Oh, you're going back out there.
Soon?
Um, well, please, uh, thank them
for both of us for the, uh, donations.
Where is he?
No idea.
What about your "I'm pregnant" speech?
Way past its due date now.
Jared?
Jared, can you come down here, please?
Ted?
Yeah?
Daniel's okay with you comin'.
Did you hear me?
Sounds good!
Okay.
Jared?
- Honey?
- Jesus!
- Mom.
- What are you doing?
What am I doing? I'm trying to
find my heart. What are you doing?
Can you turn the music down, please?
Who's Peter Rand?
Is that addressed to me?
You didn't answer my question.
I sold him some stuff.
What are you talkin' about?
You really wanna know?
Of course I do.
'Cause once I tell you,
we can't go back.
Jared.
Okay, Mom.
You asked for it.
Furbys.
Furbys?
Yeah, I sold him three Furbys for $250.
There's a check in here for $250?
I hope.
Jared, you can't give out your address
to anybody you meet on the Internet.
I didn't meet anyone, Mom.
But still.
The Furbys we gave you
for your sixth birthday?
Fifth, but yes, those Furbys.
Why would you do that?
You're gonna wish you had those someday.
No, I can assure you
I'll never wish that.
Didn't really want them
in the first place.
I-I mean, I appreciated
the gesture at the time,
but they weren't really... my thing.
Why did I think you liked Furbys?
I don't know.
Is that what you've been doin' up here?
Pretty much.
You haven't been selling any other...
People's stuff? No, Mom, God.
- Well, I don't know.
- Don't worry.
Everything else that nobody will
ever want is still up here.
When did you become so surly?
I'm not sure.
Over time, I guess.
Look.
It's your dad's army coat.
It's... it's Lester's, Mom.
I meant Lester.
Why do you need money?
So I can have money.
We can give you money.
It's not the same thing.
I don't want you to have to
sell things to get money.
I'm selling things because
I don't want them, Mom.
I'm trying to simplify my life.
I'm sorry.
For what?
For being such a bad mother.
What?
I don't know where that came from.
Okay. I'm gonna quit now.
Dinner will be ready in a little bit.
You go to little boys'
birthday parties now?
If you want to see your
friends anymore you do.
Like Jenny Paar?
I imagine she'll be there.
With brood in tow.
You okay?
I never slept with anybody
until I moved to Atlanta.
I sure wasn't gonna do it
with anyone from here.
No offense.
You had a lot going on back then.
Still do, I guess.
You want to say this didn't happen?
No.
Want me to take you home?
Maybe in a little while.
What day is it?
It's Wednesday.
Hump day.
They're gonna call your nephew.
See if somebody can go and
get your plaque for you.
I made him up.
Who?
My nephew.
I needed a name on the
blank, so I made him up.
What are you saying?
There's nobody to call, young lady.
I don't believe that.
Me and Claudia, for whatever reason,
our lives got...
smaller...
and smaller over time.
We liked it that way, I guess.
Walling ourselves off from the world.
But after she died,
I stayed in that grief
until there was a point
where I understood I had to...
give up the ghost, so to speak, or...
Or what?
Or it would become what it is.
Well, what is it?
What has it become?
Very, very lonely.
And empty.
And now I'm ready to go.
Where do you think you're goin'?
To see her in heaven.
How do you know?
If you have faith...
you know.
But what if you...
you've lost your faith?
You mean what if you've lost your faith?
Yes.
Yes, that's what I mean.
I don't know.
Maybe you have to decide if
you want to find it first.
I still don't believe you.
I think there's somebody in your life.
You're not telling me
everything, Mr. Zeke.
You're a good girl.
Say your prayers,
you'll be all right.
Why do you keep sayin' that to me?
You keep asking for it.
It's in everything you do.
Hey. It's me.
Um...
I... I know that this store
situation is a big deal,
and... and I'm... I'm sorry
that I wasn't there for you tonight.
I really am.
I get all in my head sometimes.
It's something I'm... I'm
working on with Rebecca.
Hey. It's me.
Um...
I... I know that this store
situation is a big deal,
and... and I'm... I'm sorry
that I wasn't there for you tonight.
I really am.
I get all in my head sometimes.
It's something I'm... I'm
working on with Rebecca.
Anyway, um...
I thought maybe you might want
to come by tomorrow morning
or... or Friday if that's better.
I-If you want to.
We could just talk or... or something.
Just a thought.
Love you.
Hey.
Hey!
What about my beer?
Oh, right.
I forgot.
Now you think that I'm the bad guy?
Bunch of goddamn lemmings!
Excuse me.
Tough crowd, huh?
I remember you.
From Holden's press conference.
A lot's happened since then.
Yeah. Your boy confessed again.
You been followin' me?
Just came in for a
beer after a long day.
Long day of what?
So, what are you gonna do about
your little situation, Trey?
Well...
I damn sure ain't gon' plead guilty
to something I didn't do.
You suggesting Daniel did?
Trying to put words in my
mouth, just like a lawyer.
Or a prosecutor, in some cases.
They seem to have a
real good track record
around here with convictions,
whether someone did it or not.
Yeah, we'll see about that.
I think they want you to go to
jail for a long time, Trey.
I'm beginning to wonder if you might be
what is known as a make-up call.
My high-priced attorney wouldn't
approve of us talking, so...
See ya. Wouldn't want to be ya.
Why does Chris Nelms never get dirty?
Are you his bitch or something?
You don't know half as
much as you think you do.
About what?
About the way the world works down here.
Well, why don't you tell me, then?
Go ask Roger.
Roger?
Who's Roger?
You are just stumbling
around the dark, ain't ya?
Chris always had the most to lose.
I don't know why people don't see that.
What do you mean?
I mean if it wasn't
your kooky-ass client,
I'd put my money on country club Chris.
For killing Hanna, you mean?
What the hell we talkin' about?
Why would I ever believe
anything you say?
Somethin's got to be the truth.
Looks nice.
Better than some of the
places I've resided.
Is it strange?
Yes to whatever you're talkin' about.
I don't know. To... to... be here.
To be dropped off like a...
Perpetual teenager?
Maybe.
I don't know.
This is... just where I am.
In this car.
With you.
And it's strange,
but certainly not unpleasant.
Oh, boy.
I was afraid of that.
You don't owe me anything, Chloe.
If it's only this day, I'll take it.
Sometimes I just...
freak out thinking about
having a baby alone.
Having a baby with someone.
Having a baby.
Now, that sounds perfectly normal.
I never used to think like that, though.
Like what?
Of the future.
Me neither.
What am I worried about, then?
We're...
temporarily perfect for each other.
At least for today.
I have to go now.
Grown man curfew.
Thank you, Daniel.
Thank you, Chloe.
Ahh.
Ahh.
Yeah.