-Previously on "Sacred Lies"...
-My name's Dr. Wilson.
I work for the FBI. I study religious crimes, cults...
-They'd just disappear.
They were clear I wasn't exactly welcome.
They were all white. -I'm Stephanie.
I'm the English teacher at the detention center.
Can I buy you a coffee?
-How about a drink instead?
-So, you're like some crazy cult person?
-Not anymore. -It's a class schedule.
You're only signed up for one class so far.
Reading is fundamental.
-We weren't allowed to read in the Community.
-We can explain everything with science.
-Teach me science. -Okay, crazy.
Welcome to my church.
-There are girls in here who have killed
and would kill again.
-What the hell are you looking at?!
**
-Who was Valentine? What do you do to get a holiday?
-Don't know, don't care.
This whole day is made up by corporations
to get you to buy candy and flowers.
Is there a day to celebrate like, Doritos and self-reliance?
No. Because people are stupid.
-We had St. Chad's Day in the Community.
-Who was St. Chad?
-He killed the last giant in America.
-I'm sorry, the what? -There's a song and everything.
* Killed the giant, yes, he did *
* Cut his throat, yes, he did *
* Died in agony, yes, he did *
* Stab, stab, stab *
-Oh, my God, dude. The dance?
-It's not a dance. We had to reenact
the stabbing of the giant with icicles as daggers.
-[ Chuckles ]
**
-[ Chuckles ]
-You are crazy.
**
I would rather have your weirdo holiday.
A giant killer is way more realistic than this,
"Oh, I'm going to find my soulmate" crap.
You want to know what love is?
Love is just a chemical reaction.
Pheromones, a chemical we all give off,
but we don't even know it.
It's a smell designed
to attract someone genetically suitable,
like, for mating. Super-primitive.
When you smell the right pheromones,
you don't even realize it, but your brain does.
Your dopamine soars, making your heart beat faster,
serotonin drops, basically giving you OCD.
You become all obsessive about that person
and then oxytocin surges
and that makes you want to settle down.
When you think you're in love,
it's actually just your stupid animal brain
telling you to prolong the species.
That's it.
-Sounds like you've never been in love.
**
[ Camera shutter clicks ]
-Hell of a love letter.
What'd you do to deserve this?
-I'm the closest they could get to Minnow.
-Or there's something she's telling you
they don't want you to hear.
-You're welcome to go question her yourself.
-We both know she won't talk to me.
This is an active investigation,
Dr. Wilson, and we had an agreement.
-She hasn't told me who set the fire or how the Prophet died.
-Sure. She doesn't want to spend even more time behind bars.
-Or she's covering for someone else
or she doesn't know.
-Hey. Get me his camera. We found it out in the woods.
What's left of it, anyway.
Take the hint.
Stay out of those woods.
You have a death wish, make it somebody else's problem.
-They wanted me dead, that axe wouldn't be in my wall.
**
[ Camera thuds ]
**
[ Computer chimes ]
**
-That's what the Big Bang is.
There's nothing...
bang!
Universe. -What changed?
There's -- There's a bunch of elements
swirling around into nothing, or whatever,
and then they just suddenly explode?
-Yeah. -Who set it off?
-No one. Physics is all about chaos.
That's what the universe is, chaotic and random.
-Universes don't just explode for no reason.
-[ Sighs ]
-Hello, Angel. How you doing?
[ Indistinct conversations in background ]
I don't think she likes me very much.
-She doesn't like anyone. -She seems to like you.
-Do you believe in Valentine's Day?
-Uh...yeah.
I guess I do.
You know,
I send my wife a dozen red roses every year,
because she hates red roses.
-That's...nice.
-It's an old joke for when we were first married.
Yeah, it's stupid, but, uh...
it's our tradition.
I have...
some pictures...
of when I went to see the Community.
**
You miss it?
-I ran away.
-Doesn't mean you can't miss it.
**
Is this someone you miss?
**
-What's her name?
Your wife?
-Carol.
**
-His name is Jude.
-His name is Barnaby.
-[ Chuckles ]
-Aren't Charlie's creations amazing?
-[ Giggles ] -Shh.
-I wanted you to have him.
Uh, I know how much you like frogs.
When we were little, before we were chosen,
you used to have that stuffed frog.
Used to carry it around everywhere.
-I can't believe you remember that.
-Course, I do.
**
-Okay. Um...
**
Thank you.
**
[ Door opens, closes ]
-* Minnow has a beau *
* Minnow has a beau * -Oh, shush!
That was rude.
Cole's a nice boy.
You should be grateful he's interested in you.
You know how long it took me to find a good guy like your dad?
This dye's getting thin.
Minnow, get me some huckleberries and knotweed.
-There won't be any. It's all picked over by now.
-There's plenty more out near the edge.
Make an effort.
**
-You should be grateful, Barnaby.
[ Frog croaks ]
**
[ Frog croaks ]
No, wait! Stop!
**
Barnaby?
We're past the edge.
No, we're not supposed to be out here.
[ Guitar strumming ]
**
[ Strumming stops ]
**
-You're one of those cult people.
Culties can't read.
That how you missed all the "No Trespassing" signs
at the property line?
**
I know you can't read.
But do you not talk, either? -You're a Rhymanite.
-Oh, boy. A what? A what now?
-The Prophet said Rhyman was an ancient man
who disobeyed God,
so God ripped he soul from Rhyman's body,
scorching him in the process.
It turned him all black.
-Okay. Well, uh...
I'm Jude.
What's your name, cultie?
-We're not a cult.
-Right. Okay.
-I shouldn't talk to you.
-You already are.
What's the worst that could happen?
-Minnow.
-Like the fish?
-Why do you live in a tree? -I don't.
I live in a cabin down the way.
-By yourself?
-No.
With my dad.
He's an outlaw.
You know what that is?
-A bad person. -No.
Sometimes the law is wrong, so you got to break it.
He's on the run. That's why we live all the way out here.
This is just my personal treehouse.
I made it myself.
-It's not a house.
-What? Yes, it is.
-A house has walls.
That's just...
a tree floor.
-Huh.
That's a good point,
Minnow.
**
-And did you know Jude's last name?
-Leland.
Why do you need to know that?
Are you going to tell the police?
-What would I tell them? -They need someone to blame
for the fire and killing the Prophet.
But you can't blame Jude. -No.
Well, I'm just trying to understand what happened.
You met an outsider with a criminal father.
-I shouldn't have told you. I shouldn't have told you.
Inever,never should've told you about him.
-First time I met my wife, she hated me.
Now, in my defense, I was young, full of myself.
I thought I was so smart,
'cause no one ever wanted to argue with me,
but really, no one wanted to listen to my crap.
Except for Carol.
She wanted to listen to me...
...and, uh, tell me,
point by point, why I was completely wrong.
We spent our entire first date in an argument.
Everybody in the restaurant thought we were breaking up.
But I could never get enough of it.
I know what it's like to meet someone
who changes the way you see the world just by being in it.
**
-You only told me that, so I'd keep talking.
-Doesn't mean it's not true.
**
-Benny, I was up until 2:00 in the morning
making these for the girls.
-Look, I don't like being the Cupcake Nazi.
This isn't fun for me.
-You think I laced them with Molly?
-Well, now I do.
-Oh.
Hey.
Dr. Wilson, could I possibly interest you
in 48 drug-free desserts?
-Uh, no. No, thank you.
-Yeah, well, they're going to get thrown out.
Total waste, if you don't save 'em.
-Okay, fine. -[ Chuckles ]
Happy Valentine's Day.
-Happy Valentine's Day.
-Oh, come on.
-Mm-hmm.
-[ Scoffs ]
[ Buzzer sounds ]
-You know, it's unbecoming to throw yourself
at a happily married man.
-What, at him? -Mm-hmm.
-Okay, does that guy seriously strike you as happily married?
Happily anything? I'm not that desperate.
-Says the woman baking for inmates at 2:00 A.M.
-[ Scoffs ]
-Huh-uh! Bitch, that's my card!
-Wait.
-That card is butt-ugly.
-That isn't even what hearts look like.
This is counterproductive to our education.
Quick, look busy.
-Hi, Minnow. Happy Valentine's Day.
Rashida drew 'em. She's really good.
-You are using Valentine's Day to push your agenda.
-You hate Valentine's Day.
**
-"L-Lo...Love...
Je...
Jesus."
**
"Love, Jesus."
It's from Jesus.
-Hell, yeah, it is. -Dude? You read that.
-Minnow, that's amazing.
-I, uh, made one for you, too.
-Don't waste one on her.
-Hey, Jesus loves everybody, right?
-It's so stupid.
-Oh, that's cute. -Thanks.
**
-Pheromones?
-Shut up.
**
-Minnow?
**
You shouldn't be so close to the edge.
-Vivienne needed more huckleberries.
-I just don't want anything to happen to you.
I care about you.
A lot.
**
Be careful, okay?
**
-[ Crying ] Please, Charlie, let me be good enough.
Let me be ready when the old world burns away.
-Constance.
-How much longer do we have to wait for Charlie?
Am I pure enough?
-Of course, you are.
You are the first child born to the Community.
You are the purest of everyone.
I lost the frog from Cole. Yesterday.
-Pray with me.
We'll ask Charlie to keep Barnaby safe.
Charlie, please cast your green eyes on Barnaby's path
and guide him home.
-[ Muffled ] Oh...
Oh, Samuel. -[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Both breathing heavily, moaning ]
-Oh, Samuel! [ Moans ]
-[ Gasps ] -Shh! Shh! Shh!
-Ahh! -Shh!
-[ Giggles ]
**
-Hey, girl, are you a cross?
'Cause I'm about ready to nail ya.
[ Laughter ]
Damn, Jesus, you kiss your mother with that mouth?
-You're disgusting.
-Bitch, I died for you! [ Laughter ]
-Angel, that does not count as a project.
Help 'em clean up the glitter, please.
Minnow, would you like to make a card for someone?
-Don't have anybody to give one to.
-What about Angel?
Just because she thinks this is stupid doesn't mean you have to.
And Valentines don't have to be romantic.
It can just be a way to tell your friend
that you're thinking of them,
brighten up somebody's day.
Anybody you want to do that for?
**
[ Telephone ringing ]
-You've reached Carol Wilson. Please leave a message.
-Hey. It's me.
I was just calling to see if you got the flowers
for Valentine's Day.
Maybe it was weird to send them.
Felt weird not to.
It... [ Sighs ]
[ Beep ]
**
[ Knocking ]
[ Sighs ]
-Is this a bad time? -Uh...
uh, no, no.
I -- it's, yeah, I'm...
Sorry, it's -- it's a mess in here.
Uh...
-Minnow wanted you to have this.
**
-She wrote her name. -Yeah.
-Wow. -[ Chuckles ] I know, right?
You've just got to take a moment and, oh, feel that.
You said you don't help people.
But you do.
[ Both chuckle ]
**
We should celebrate.
I'm going out with some other single losers.
Do you want to join? -Well, maybe.
Yeah. Uh... [ Stammers ]
-Well, here. Um...
I will give you my number.
And text me if you want to come.
-Yeah. Uh, thanks. -Sure.
I will see you later. -Uh...
-Maybe. [ Chuckles ]
It's locked, yeah. -Yeah.
**
-[ Sighs ]
[ Chuckles ]
**
-Hey, girls? No touching.
Thank you.
-That's so sweet.
-You didn't bring me anything?
-I'm here, aren't I? -Or something for the baby?
-The baby's not due for three months.
-It's Valentine's Day. Just get out of my face.
-What? I just got here. -Just go.
-Fine! -Can you believe these idiots?
Oh, here's a classic.
Tracey's boyfriend, she was obsessed with him.
Like, stalked him, obsessed with him.
Then she found out he already had a girlfriend.
She lost it. Went completely nuts
and tried to run the girlfriend over with her Vespa.
-Her what? -Yeah.
That's how she ended up in here.
-He likes her?
After all that? -I know.
Dude, it's insane.
Some people see trouble and run straight for it.
**
-* Ringing motif of enchanted chorus *
* Louder and louder the voice is calling *
* Tree leaves are quietly and gently falling *
* Huckleberries growing deep in the forest *
* Ringing motif of enchanted chorus *
* Louder and louder the voice is calling *
* Huckleberries growing deep in the forest *
* Ringing motif of enchanted chorus *
* Louder and louder the voice is calling *
* Tree leaves are quietly and gently falling *
* Huckleberries growing deep in the forest *
* Ringing motif of enchanted chorus *
* Louder and louder the voice is calling *
* Tree leaves are quietly and gently falling *
-Hey.
You came back.
Did you get my note?
[ Birds chirping ]
Come on up.
**
Here.
**
So?
More house-like.
-No ceiling?
-On purpose.
I wanted us to be able to see the stars.
Uh, what do you think?
Pretty cool?
-Pretty cool.
**
[ Lively indistinct conversations ]
-It's going to blow your mind. Wait.
The first time I saw "Cosmos," I mean, that was it.
Carl Sagan, that's who your Lord and Savior should be.
-Nobody wants to watch your boring-ass
spaceman documentaries.
"Pretty Woman" starts in five minutes. Change it back.
-Dude, that movie's about a prostitute.
Have some self-respect. -Excuse me?
A prostitute who betters herself.
It's aspirational.
-Yeah, well, you're going to have to rip this remote
out of my cold, dead hands.
[ Laughter ] -Hey! No touching!
-"Cosmos," it is. -If you let me watch
"Pretty Woman," I'll give you my dessert later.
-Next time on Planet Week... -No, thanks. Give me my Sagan.
-...the loners of the universe,
forever isolated without a star.
**
-Hey, bitch. Is your name Brittany?
-No. I'm Minnow.
-I saw you looking at me in the shower.
Pretty sure your name's Brittany.
-Leave me alone.
-[ Mockingly ] Leave me alone.
What's the problem? We're just talking.
**
You got nice hair.
**
Can I braid your hair, Brittany?
-Get off me! -I can make you pretty!
We can be best friends!
-Too bad you're so God-damn dumb,
you can't even cut your own wrists right.
Why don't you go work on that, huh?
We're all rooting for you. -Hey, Angel.
I didn't know you were into circus freaks.
[ Grunts ] -Oh!
-Get off me, crazy bitch!
-Hey!
[ Alarm blaring ]
Hey!
-[ Coughing ]
-Come on!
-[ Groans ]
**
-Next on "Sacred Lies"...
-Saw the gravesite.
I had to tell the police everything.
-The police don't know anything.
Jude is not a killer.
But how can you be sure that a Rhymanite has no soul?
-You look them in the eye...
and you just know.
-I can't help you or Jude, unless you tell me the truth.