Secrets and Lies (2015–2016): Season 1, Episode 5 - The Jacket - full transcript

Previously on "Secrets And Lies"...

- I know I've been acting crazy.
- Yeah.

But I still can't remember that night.

I didn't say squat to Cornell.

She wanted to know if
you had a blue jacket.

Tyler.

Lisa, is Tyler back already?

No, no, Matty's confused.

Can't just go around
hitting people, young lady.

He called you a baby killer.

Did you call Jess Murphy
the night Tom was killed?



No.

Ben: [Slurring] Jess, I don't
know what's gonna happen tomorrow.

I just wanted to
say... I'm sorry.

Can you explain that, Mr. Crawford?

[Elliott Moss' "Slip" plays]

♪ I will keep watching you ♪

♪ stronger now, make it all right ♪

♪ To let go ♪

[vocalizing]

♪All's gonna slip,
slip, slip through ya ♪

♪ Slip, slip, slip through your hands ♪

[Gasps] [Vocalizing]

♪ All's gonna slip,
slip, slip through ya ♪

- [Breathing heavily]
- ♪ slip, slip, slip through your hands ♪



I can't. I can't!

[Exhales sharply]

[Vocalizing]

[Door closes, lock clicks] [Sighs]

[Water running]

[Sighs]

[cellphone buzzing, ringing]

Dave: I'm up.

[Moans]

[Moans]

[Beep]

[Sighs]

What is it? What time is it?

Hey, man, uh, that night
at the bar, did I call Jess?

Dude, if I don't get my 14
hours, I'll kill somebody.

Dave, this is important.

Did I call Jess while
we were still together?

I don't think so.

I don't remember much from that night, Ben.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, well, I don't remember anything.

So, now that we got that settled,

can you come by and fix my sink for me?

You know, you can learn
to fix this stuff yourself.

Why? I learned how to
work a phone and call you.

I called you, Dave.

Um, later.

[Beep]

[Water running]

[Water stops]

[Door opens, closes]

- Abby: Yay, dad!
- [Cellphone ringing]

Mom said you were gonna sleep in.

- Guess mom was wrong about me.
- [Beep]

Christy Crawford.

I have your day all planned.

First, we have to go to the store.

I'm making cookies for Nicky's party.

Why can't you ever be
ready for school this early?

School's boring.

Christmas vacation isn't.

Can we go when you're done with that?

Sure.

Good times.

Christy: [Laughs] Of course you would.

It's perfect.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Mm-hmm.

No, I can get there.

Okay.

Okay, I've got to go.

I'll see you there. Yeah.

[Beep]

Who was that?

A client's making an offer on a property.

Okay.

What was that this morning?

Sex.

That's not what that was.

I might be late.

[Door opens]

What?

[Door closes]

You tell me.

She just forgot to put them back on.

You gonna come shopping with me and Abby?

Sorry...

Got a self-immolation I'd rather be at.

[Indistinct talking]

Oh, here he comes.

Oh, listen, they're coming.

All right, bye.

Reporter: Where are the
Richardsons? Have they moved?

Are you excited for tonight?

Yeah...

Especially since I found
out Hannah's not coming.

I thought you two were best friends.

That was last year, dad.

Now she's best friends with Kelly.

Oh, that type of thing goes
on a lot with girls your age.

I don't care.

If Hannah's not coming, Kelly won't either.

Dad, Matt's out alone.

Ben: Why don't you go back
to the house with Natalie?

- Wait for me there, okay?
- [Breathing heavily]

Matty!

[Breathing heavily]

Matty, stop!

Matty, stop!

Stop running!

Matty: [Whimpers]

[Whimpering]

Matty, Matty! Matty, just stay there!

[Shouts] Just stay there.

[Whimpering]

You're okay.

Calm down, buddy. Come on.

It's okay, Matty. It's okay!

[Shouting]

[Whimpering]

Listen, Matty, you're okay!

All right, I won't touch you!

Come on, let's just go home.

[Breathing heavily]

Home, Matty, okay?

[Thunder rumbling]

Come on. Stand up.

All right.

We'll get your jacket,
and we'll go home, okay?

Matty!

Matty: [Breathing heavily]

[Sighs] Damn it.

[Thunder rumbling]

Matty, stop running!

Come on! Come on.

[Shouts]

It's okay, bud. It's okay.

[Whimpering]

Matty, Matty, come on, man,
your house is right there!

Matty, it's right there!

Come on.

[Vehicle approaches]

I found Matt in the woods!

Did you leave him alone?!

Oh, my God!

[Breathing heavily]

Ben: He made it all the
way to the the river!

- The river?! Hold this.
- Ben: Yeah.

Matty.

Honey, come on, we're gonna go inside

and put on dry clothes like after a bath.

Okay, come on, baby. Come on.

- Keep him covered, okay?
- Okay.

Come on, sweetie.

It's okay.

You're okay, baby.

It's okay. It's okay.

No more rain, honey.

It's okay, baby.

Okay, almost there, almost there.

Matty: [Whimpering]

I know, sweetie. Yeah.

Go on, let's go get dry.

Ben: Hey, Lisa!

Matt was carrying a blue jacket.

Was that his?

M-Matty's a collector.

He doesn't have a blue jacket,

but if he took yours, Ben, I'm sorry.

Ben: [Breathing heavily]

Okay, Abby.

Abby?

Abby: Right here, dad!

Ready to go?

Yeah, but we got to stop at
the police station on the way.

Why? Do they know who killed Tom?

Not yet, but there's something
I have to tell the detective.

- Woman: What is wrong with you?!
- This will only take a few minutes.

- Have you no shame?!
- Cornell: I need you to lower your voice.

You are unbelievable!

- Officer: Ma'am...
- You know what you did!

- Step back, please.
- You destroyed my husband!

- Come this way.
- How do you sleep?!

Just wait here for me, okay?

[Indistinct talking]

I don't understand.

I give you a key piece of evidence,

and you're not interested?

A blue jacket with a blood stain...

I'm very interested.

Now, I don't know how Matt got it,

but I'd assume that the jacket
would have Tom's killer's DNA on it.

- Was this your jacket?
- What?!

How do you know Tom's
killer had a blue jacket?

From you!

You asked Dave if I had a blue ja...

I saw a blue jacket in the
woods with a bloodstain on it.

I thought you'd want to know!

And it's missing.

Yeah, it wasn't there when I went back.

You do see my dilemma...

you heard I needed evidence,
you gave me evidence,

and now the alleged evidence
is conveniently missing,

like your flashlight.

[Sighs] I'll find it myself.

You don't need to do anything,

except maybe find somebody
who can corroborate your story.

Is that a possibility, Mr. Crawford?

Take these in, hon.

You just won't be happy until
the whole neighborhood is gone.

Hello, Kevin.

Not enough you got Scott Murphy turned in

and forced the Richardsons to leave.

Now you're pestering Lisa?

I'm not pestering anyone.

Matt almost drowned. I took him home.

Always an excuse.

Best take stock, son.

Thanks, Kevin.

Appreciate the concern.

[Indistinct talking]

Tyler: Damn.

No place is safe.

Tyler?

What are you doing?

Oh, it's just a hand roll, Mr. Crawford.

Tobacco.

[Chuckles] It's no big deal.

Uh, no, um...

Your mom said you were staying
at school for Christmas.

Oh. Change of plans.

Something happen? She okay?

Yeah, mom's great.

It's a holiday. Families
should be together.

Hey, don't worry. Nat
doesn't hang out here.

I saw her once, sent her home.

She's a good kid.

Well, she'll want to see you,

so I'll just send her by to say hello.

Oh, it's probably better if I call her.

My mom has stuff planned, so...

Well, I should get back.

Probably late for something already.

Did you see a blue jacket out here?

No.

Um...

You mind not telling
my mom that you saw me?

- She hates when I smoke.
- Sure.

Cool.

So, uh...

Did telling deputy
do-right about the jacket

get her off your back?

No. [Sighs]

She's looking at me

like I'm more guilty
and making up evidence.

Well, you better find it, man,

'cause I'm not going out on
another meal with that chick.

She's scary.

I went back to look for it,

and that's when I saw Tyler Daly
in the woods out for a smoke.

Weed?

No, he said it was a cigarette.

Yeah, all right.

Well, it figures. [Grunts]

He's more of a pharm boy, actually.

Pharmaceuticals.

[Blows]

He's been in and out of rehab.

How do you know?

Um... Natalie told me.

Oh, man, that was supposed to be a secret.

Damn!

Why do I suck so much at secrets?

People shouldn't tell me stuff.

Except for you.

Uh, you know I'm gonna take your
secrets to the grave with me, right?

Tyler being an addict explains a lot.

He's using again.

He had scratches on his knuckles,

and Lisa had a split lip.

Maybe he's violent and she's scared.

Wait, wait, wait. What?

Maybe you're on the fast
bus to crazy town, man.

Tyler is a good kid.

He's got, like, a tiny criminal record.

If he was on something and killed Tom,

that would explain why Matt had the jacket

and why it disappeared.

O-kay.

- Where are you going?
- [Sighs]

You need a new trap coupling.
I don't have one in my kit.

I can come back, just not today.

You need water anytime soon?

[Sniffs]

Nah, I'm fine.

That's foul.

[Engine shuts off]

[Indistinct talking]

Reporter: Here he comes.
Roll camera. Roll, roll.

Mr. Crawford... [indistinct talking]

[Camera shutters clicking]

You mind just a quick question?

Just for a second.

Reporter 2: Reporting for Channel 37.

[Indistinct talking]

One statement, please!

Did Detective Cornell...

Jess: [Breathing heavily]

[Crying]

[Sniffles]

I'm s...

I forgot.

It was for Christmas.

[Breathing shakily]

Go inside. I'll take
care of sending it back.

Mr. Crawford?

Mr. Crawford?

[Indistinct talking]

Christy: Mm, wow!

Oh, those look great, sweetheart.

Thanks, mom.

Ready to go, monkey?

Almost... just need my shoes.

About this morning...

Oh, it went really well.

We're just waiting on a counter offer.

You and the guy who bought you the earrings

and took you to dinner?

Sam's just a client.

Does he know that?

Christy, I know you're
probably looking at this guy,

thinking how much easier it would be.

We both made mistakes,

but that doesn't erase
17 years of marriage.

It doesn't erase our family.

Sam is just a client.

Ready, daddy!

Have fun.

Okay.

[Doorbell rings]

Roger: Hey.

Hey, I guess your parents
didn't tell you it was canceled.

He's right over there.

Let's, uh, let's go talk to him real quick.

Ben, I'm sorry about the mix-up.

Party's not tonight?

Uh...

Actually, it was canceled.

We probably should've called everyone

instead of sending out an e-mail.

Abby, go wait by the truck.

What the hell, man? There's kids in there.

I know. I'm sorry.

But under the circumstances,
we just couldn't...

I know what they're saying about me,

but don't punish Abby for it.

Ben, I'm trying to be the good guy here.

Then be the good guy.

I'll have Christy or Natalie pick her up.

I won't show my face.

It won't help.

After what happened at the winter fair,

Abby just can't be here.

It's not just us, Ben. All right?

All the other parents agreed.

I'm sorry.

[Door opens]

[Keys jingle]

[Sighs]

[Door closes]

I'm sorry, honey.

Let's go home.

[Engine turns over]

Ben: Could Nicky show
you a good time like this?

No. You're much more fun.

Plus, you're not friends
with Hannah and Kelly.

I used to be,

but they don't invite me
for sleepovers anymore.

I don't know why.

[Laughs]

I'm glad you're doing okay, honey,

but let's not forget
why we're here tonight.

Those parents made a choice I didn't like,

but they had a reason.

- The winter fair.
- Yeah.

Actions have consequences, Abby.

- But that kid called you
- I know.

I know.

Just because he's a jerk doesn't
mean it's okay to hit him.

That's never the answer.

As consequences for my cookies being gone,

can we have ice cream, too?

[Chuckles softly]

Finish your burger.

Then we'll talk.

[Slurps]

Christy: Ben!

[Sighs]

You need to report it.

To who?

Cornell?

She's not gonna do anything.

I use this car for business.

You can take my truck.

I have a house inspection in an hour.

If you're not gonna call her, I will.

[Sighs]

[Door opens and closes]

[Sighs]

[Knock on door]

Can I talk to Tyler?

Well [Sighs] I already told you,

Tyler is staying at
school for the holidays.

Lisa, I saw him in the woods.

Well, I don't see how that's possible.

He trashed Christy's car,

he let Matt out alone,
and what he did to you...

[Scoffs]

If you're having trouble with Tyler,

lying about it's not gonna help.

Kevin warned me about you.

And I told him that he was wrong,

but now you keep harassing me.

[Door slams]

I got to go.

Will you just...

[Door slams]

- I really should get going.
- I know.

Christy: Do you have all
the photographs you need?

You're free to take the car, Mrs. Crawford.

I'll just finish up here with your husband.

Uh, honey, unless, do you want
me to follow you to the shop?

No, my client's picking me up.

[Car door closes]

[Engine turns over]

Any luck...

Finding your jacket?

It's not mine, and no.

Are you gonna talk to Tyler Daly?

This is cannabis, not tobacco.

The kid went to rehab.

You shouldn't jump to
conclusions, Mr. Crawford.

His mother is lying about where he is.

He had scratches on his knuckles.

There's something going on in that house,

and I'm telling you, it's
connected to Tom's murder.

You also thought

the Richardsons had something
to do with Tom's murder.

Tyler vandalized the
fence and Christy's car.

[Pen clicks] He's trying to
divert attention from him to me.

Oh, you're taking it seriously?

I take everything seriously.

Your situation reminds
me of the Halcro case.

Mr. Halcro was murdered, and
shortly into the investigation,

his wife called me up

and said she had received
a threatening greeting card

and feared for her life.

And, eventually, I realized that
she had sent the card herself.

She wanted to be viewed more
as a victim, not as a suspect.

But in the end,

she was convicted of falsifying
a police report and...

[Pen clicks]

Murder.

I did not vandalize my own property.

Maybe not,

but your fence was defaced
with paint that washes off...

one like this.

And your wife's car

was vandalized with
paint cleaner like this.

But I maybe I shouldn't
jump to conclusions, either.

[Footsteps approaching]

Hey, Nat... [Sighs]

Is Tyler Daly violent?

What?

I know he's an addict.

When he's on something, is he violent?

I'm never telling Dave anything again,

and I'm not snitching on Tyler.

Honey, I don't care about the
drugs or whatever he's into.

I'm being accused of murder.

I need information.

There's no way he did anything to Tom.

I don't know.

Something's not right in the Daly house.

I just need to know what you know.

I only saw him lose it once,

right before he went
into rehab the first time.

Tyler's a nice guy, dad.

You should see him with Matt.

[Door closes]

Christy: [Sighs]

Natalie: Oh, good, you guys are going out.

Christy: Oh, I am...

celebrating with a client.
We closed on the house.

Can't you take him?

Tone.

Do you need a ride or...

Oh, I called a cab already,

uh, but tomorrow, could you
pick me up after my showing?

My car will be ready then.

Sure.

Hey, good night!

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

Are you guys getting a divorce?

[Taps on counter]

Natalie, I love you,

but what's going on in our marriage

is none of your business.

But my entire life is your business?

Pretty much. Yeah.

Hey!

[Sighs]

[Beep]

[Garage door whirs]

What's all this, Mr. Crawford?

What are you doing here?

You texted me. You asked me to come.

No, I didn't.

Mr. Crawford, I need you to step away.

This is a crime scene.

[Police radio chatter]

I'm really sorry I have to go.

It's fine.

Girls are okay, I'm okay.

Yeah, but these things,
they keep happening.

[Indistinct talking]

It's just a prank.

I should be done around 2:00.

The address is on the fridge.

Got it.

Good luck.

Thank you.

Reporter: Ben, please!
Reporter 2: Mr. Crawford!

[Indistinct shouting]

Reporter 3 : Why are
detectives in your garage, sir?

[Police radio chatter]

None of your neighbors saw anything,

and my techs didn't find any prints.

Whoever did this knows the
press is here from 9:00 to 9:00.

What's more troubling is,

they know how to get
classified information.

The flashlight had not been made public.

Maybe your office had another leak.

It's probably the same moron

who trashed my fence and Christy's car.

Those were juvenile acts of vandalism.

This took planning and sophistication.

It's an explicit threat.

It's flashlights.

It's the murder weapon...

lots of them.

Mr. Crawford, I need to be sure
that you know this is serious.

I'll compile a threat assessment,

but in the meantime...

You need to watch your back.

[Camera shutter clicking]

Do you think Uncle Michael

will make us eat that
stupid fruitcake again?

Ben: Ugh, probably.

But you could offer to make
another dessert and save us.

Can't we just skip his Christmas party?

It's so boring.

It is, but it's important to your mother...

it's her family.

[Cellphone ringing]

[Beep]

Hey, what's up?

Christy: Hi. What did Cornell say?

Uh, no big deal.

I can tell you when I come get you.

Oh, well, actually, you're off the hook.

Turns out I don't need a ride.

Is everything okay?

Yeah, yeah, everything's fine.

I have a lift to the body shop.

Man: Christy, let's go.

Who's that?

I-I got to go. Uh, I'll see you later.

[Beep]

[Sighs]

All right, I think you're good.

Dave: Thank you.

Huh.

Did you find the jacket yet?

Don't you think I would've told you?

That's a good point.

So, the working theory is still Tyler?

I'm not crazy.

Does anybody that is
actually know that they are, Ben?

Fine.

So, if I was a shrink, I
would say, go to the source.

I would say, talk to Matt.

[Scoffs] He's nonverbal.

That is not true, man...

the whole... that computer-y
thing that he does.

He's, like, a super genius, man.

We talk. We have long talks.

He gets me.

What could it hurt?

You know very well what I'm talking about.

Natalie: No, I don't!

Vanessa told me everything!

I trusted you with my son,

and you pawned him off like a stray dog?!

Okay, I left Tom with Vanessa once!

What about the G.I. Joe?
That was you, wasn't it?

So what?

Tom wanted to see his father!

He was my son, and I said no.

You need to learn the difference
between right and wrong!

Are you kidding me?!

You slept with my dad!

- You made a baby with him!
- Natalie...

- What is right about that?!
- Natalie.

Natalie!

Get in the house.

[Breathes heavily]

Jess, what's going on?

[Indistinct shouting]

Reporter: Jess, just one, please!

[Door slams]

Tell me again how sorry you are.

Get it over with and leave me alone.

You know what? I'm tired of
you talking to me like that.

I already apologized.

- This isn't about me.
- Look...

She's the one who came over here.

Her son is dead.

So what?! Screwing someone
else's husband doesn't matter?!

Everyone makes mistakes.

Jess isn't evil. She's human.

But what you guys did...

It happened!

And I can't change it,

but I took responsibility for
it because that's what you do...

you own your mistakes.

Leave us alone.

Come on, Lisa, I just need to
talk to Matt for one minute.

I know what you did to Joe and Vanessa.

What is wrong with you?

I will not let you near my son.

I saved Matt's life!

I would never hurt him,
Lisa. You know that!

[Glass shatters]

What was that?

Was that Tyler?

[Door closes]

No!

Tyler!

Ben, stop!

I want you out of here. I'm calling Kevin.

Lisa, what the hell's going on in here?

- Tyler? You up here?
- Ben, what are you doing?!

Lisa: Get out of my house!

I know you're hiding
him, and I know he's here!

You see? I told Tyler is not here.

- Where's Matt?
- Now you have to leave.

- Is this his room? Matt?!
- No, Ben, don't go in Matt's room!

- Matty. Matt! Matt.
- It's okay, it's okay.

I know. I-I'm just making
sure you're okay! It's okay.

Matt's room... private.

Matty, Matty, where is Tyler?!

Ben, please leave!

All right, all right. Matty: [Whimpering]

All right, mama's got you.

Uh... I know.

I-I know.

Shh, shh, shh, shh!

It's okay.

It's all right.

I-I know. It's okay.

Does Tyler hide things in here?!

- [Moaning] It's all right.
- Ben out.

- Ben, please leave.
- Is Tyler here?!

[Moans] Okay, okay.

[Moaning] Okay. Got you.

Matt's things.

No, Ben, please don't touch Matt's things!

Don't t... Matty. Matt!

[Shouting] Matt!

Hey!

- Hey!
- I'm not gonna take anything!

Where is your brother?

[Grunts] Where is your brother, Matty?!

Where is your brother?!

[Grunting] No, no, Matt. Matt, stop.

Matt? Matt, Matt, 4:00!

Hey! Hey, Matt! 4:00, bud!

Hey, it's 4:00. What do we do at 4:00?

- We go to the chair.
- Yes.

At 4:00, we get a chair
hug, Matt. Come on. [Panting]

- Calm.
- Come on, bud. Ready?

Come on. Here we go. [Panting]

There you go.

You're okay, Matty.

You're okay.

You're okay.

Get out.

Get out!

The walls and your... your lip.

[Door closes]

Tyler didn't kill Tom.

You think that Matt did it? You're insane.

I'm calling the police.

Wait!

Wait.

You have no idea how hard
it's been since Tom...

I'm not talking about your loss.

That's unimaginable.

But you know Matty.

You know that he needs
structure and routine

and a sense of order,

and with the police and the
reporters and all of the noise,

he gets upset.

Upset?

Lisa, look at your house, your...

- that's...
- I know, I know.

I know how it looks,

but the only one that Matt
is a danger to is himself.

No, he may not mean
it, but Matt is violent.

Well, h-he lashes out, but I told you,

it's because of everything
that's been going on.

Once it stops, he'll be fine.

If he can do this to you, his mother,

who else could he hurt?

Did he hurt Tom?

Oh, you know that Matt
was never alone with Tom.

But how would you know? You didn't
even know he was in the river.

Who the hell do you think you are?

My mom is doing the best she can.

If she says that Matt wasn't
with Tom, then he wasn't.

Like she said that you weren't home?

Yeah, that's about me, not Tom.

- Tyler, don't.
- No, enough!

And I know about the rehab.

Oh, good for you!

Then you know that I've put my
mom through hell three times,

and even now, after
everything that happened,

she still lets me stay here.

What happened? What ...What are you saying?

He's not saying anything.

I asked him to come home
and to help me with Matt.

He came to help me with Matty.

Then why hide?

He's not hiding.

Mom!

When you drive wasted, you hurt people!

We don't know that that's what happened.

I left the scene, and I ditched the car.

That is exactly what happened!

[Sighs]

My mom is letting me hide here and, uh...

[Sighs] Listen...

I messed up, but...

I'm clean now, and I've been clean.

Okay [Sputters]

How did Matt get the blue jacket?

Ben, you can look all over
this house for that jacket,

but I'm trying to protect my son...

please don't call the police.

Oh, come on, you do not
have to protect me anymore.

You shouldn't. It doesn't help.

Besides, I-I took care of it, so...

Wait, w-w-what do you
mean?! What did you do?!

Called the cops.

They're on their way.

Ben: I don't know how the
hell he got my flashlight.

All I know is, he's violent.

You're trying to do my job, Mr. Crawford,

and you're terrible at it.

Matt had the blue jacket
with the bloodstain!

You actually think

that an autistic boy broke into your truck,

stole your flashlight,
lured Tom out into the wood,

and killed him?

I'm not saying he planned it.

I'm saying maybe there was an accident,

and then Tyler took the
jacket from the woods

to cover for his brother

'cause that's what this
family does... they cover.

I think you're losing your mind.

It was raining the night Tom was killed.

So?

According to Lisa Daly,

you know that Matt is
terrified of the rain.

He hates the way it feels pelting his skin.

If it's raining, he won't go outside.

That's your proof?

Rain?

And Matt's GPS bracelet
has him at home in bed

when Tom was killed.

That good enough for you?

[Sighs]

You need to stop scorching
the earth, Mr. Crawford.

You're hurting your family,
your friends, your neighborhood.

If you keep pushing,
someone's gonna push back.

[Door opens]

Natalie: This has got to
be one of yours, right, dad?

Your choice...

stop shaking gifts now or
get nothing Christmas morning.

I think I should rewrap it.

Yeah, dad, it's a mess.

[Chuckles] Let me see that.

- It's not that bad.
- It's... it's pretty bad.

[Knock on door] [Chuckles]

[Lock disengages]

I found your vandal.

Natalie: What the hell?

Speak, Mr. Cooper.

Cooper: [Sighs]

I tagged your fence and
messed up Mrs. Crawford's car.

Why?

Because...

He wouldn't let me see you.

I tried to call when we were all at Noah's.

Tom had just died.

There were other times.

The car was for the thing at my party.

I was high. It was stupid. I'm sorry.

Really.

I am sorry.

Do you want to press charges?

No.

But I am calling your parents,

and you're gonna pay for the damage.

And you can also get the
hell away from my house.

- We're done.
- Nat, come on.

Abby: You heard her!

You're done-zo!

You're free to leave.

Thank you, ma'am.

Well, I'm glad that's over.

Cornell: It's not over, Mr. Crawford.

A threat assessment
confirmed my initial theory

that the flashlights

are completely unrelated
to Mr. Cooper's vandalism.

Are you sure?

The person who broke into your garage

is extremely skilled and dangerous.

My kids could break into my garage.

Perhaps, but I highly
doubt they could send me

a text message from your telephone number

that's untraceable.

You can't figure out where it came from?

I need you to make a list of
anyone you've angered lately,

and if this escalates in any way, please...

Contact me.

[Sighs] I don't get it.

Why do you care?

To protect and serve, Mr. Crawford,

that's the job.

[Indistinct talking]

Tyler: Yeah, rehab was interesting.

It's definitely not something
I want to do over again.

[Talking continues]

- But it was helpful?
- Yeah.

Mr. Crawford.

Tyler, I'm really sorry about the other...

Hey. No worries, man.

Since I turned myself in,

the detective really went to bat for me.

Well, also, 'cause, you
know, you didn't kill anyone.

[Chuckles] Yeah, yeah, there's that.

[Chuckles] Just, uh,
demolished a row of mailboxes.

[Both chuckle]

But, uh, yeah, she's
recommending house arrest

and community service, so,
yeah, I guess I'm lucky.

[Camera shutter clicks]

That's good news. Bet mom's relieved.

How is she?

Eh, she's doing all right.

I don't know if it's a good idea

for you to come over
anytime soon. [Chuckles]

[Clears throat] Anyways...

See you later, Nat.

See ya.

[Sniffs]

Where are you going?

You told me to own it.

Nat, that's really...

I know, I know. You're proud of me.

Man: Natalie, one question, please!

[Indistinct shouting]

Please, Natalie!

Man 2: What's your relationship with Tyler?

[Camera shutter clicks]

Hey.

I just wanted to apologize for what I said.

Thanks.

[Door closes]

What are you doing here?

I just came to give you an update.

Nat called already.

I guess, you know, we don't have to worry

about Cooper coming around anymore.

- For now.
- Mm.

Well, I was just gonna
leave to meet a client, so...

At night?

[Indistinct talking in distance]

What do you want?

This really isn't the time.

Do you even know?

How can I possibly answer that right now?

You can try.

A 5-year-old is dead.

You slept with the woman across the street,

and every time I see her...

A slide show of the two of
you just runs through my head,

and I want to kill you.

But a 5-year-old is dead.

I can't scream, I can't yell, I can't cry.

I can't mourn the loss
of my dignity, I can't...

I can't feel what I'm feeling...

because a 5-year-old is dead.

I hate you.

And I love you.

And you're a suspect in a murder.

And I want to stay.

And I want to run for the hills.

So...

I can't tell you what I want...

because a 5-year-old is dead.

And he was your son.

[Keys jingling]

[Car alarm beeps]

[Engine turns over]

♪ Such a lie when you
wear righteous grin ♪

♪ 'Cause the sun, it burns your skin ♪

♪ Hell, I never win, and I said, "oh" ♪

[Cellphone beeps]

♪ Well, I'm never coming back ♪

♪ I've done all that I can do ♪

♪ Yeah, I've had enough
of that, and I said, "oh" ♪

You will pay for your sins.

♪ Well, I'm never coming back,
and I've had enough of you ♪

♪ Just admit that this is through ♪

[Music stops]

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