-Previously on "Sacred Lies"...
-Holding Constance felt like holding a part of myself.
-Where is Constance now? -I don't know.
-Prophet, are the stars really Charlie's eyes?
-He watches over all of us every night.
-You have kids? -A son. Marcus.
-I like that name. Who picked it?
I need a recommendation letter.
-Or what happens? -I get sent to adult prison.
-You have a deal.
-Did you lie about the letter
you promised to write me?
You lied to get what you wanted.
-This you?
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-It's cool, isn't it?
-Is it a real place?
-It's in Germany.
-Neuschwanstein Castle.
Say that five times fast.
Close your eyes.
[ Keyboard keys tapping ]
Okay, you're good.
[ Computer mouse clicks ]
There it is.
Completed in 1886.
A very rich, very shy king had it built so he could hide
from the rest of the world.
You know you can go there one day and see it for yourself.
-Ms. Bailey, I'm finished.
-First, you have to find a predicate.
Okay, let's have a look.
-What are you doing?
-Not all of us had our eyes closed.
This is the Internet I've been telling you about.
Whatever you want to know, you just type it into
the search bar right there -- anything or anyone.
Like, for example, that dickhead Dr. Wilson.
Maybe we can find him on Facebook
and mess with him a little.
Uh-huh.
Here we go.
-So you can just look into people's lives?
-Totally.
You can see who they're dating, where they live,
what they're eating if they're annoying.
Check it out, here's his son.
Spoiled brat.
Oh, damn.
-What?
-Looks like he died about a year ago.
Wow.
Bummer.
-Wilson's son died?
-He never told you that?
-Angel, get back to your own computer, please.
-And that is how you diagram a sentence.
No problem, Ms. Bailey.
**
-[Screaming]
[ Panting ]
-It will help with the pain.
**
-[ Coughs ]
**
[ Gasps ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
-I'm gonna kill him --
your father, the Prophet, all of them.
-You can't.
-After what they did to you, they all deserve to die.
-Not Constance.
We have to save her.
**
-* Ah, ah, ah *
* Ah, ah, ah *
**
-My dad was a drunk, too.
Chill, man.
If I was trying to shoot you, I wouldn't have missed.
I was just trying to scare you. I don't like trespassers.
-So why are you here?
**
-Minnow.
Is she alive?
-Yes.
-You know where she is?
Take me to her.
-It's not possible. -Why not?
-You're a wanted man.
-Wanted for what?
-Police think you may have had something to do
with burning down the Community,
killing the Prophet.
-No one should get in trouble for killing that man.
-Can't say I disagree.
-Then you're gonna take me to her.
[ Knock on door ]
**
-I don't have anything to say to you.
-Well, I got a couple of things to say to you.
Mind if I come in?
Last night, Minnow's father, Samuel Bly confessed
to killing the Prophet.
-He tell you why?
-Said he burned down the Prophet's house
because he was tired of being the number 2 in blue.
Claims Charlie told him to do it.
-So, cased closed?
Missoula can go back to being known for craft beer
and the world's largest gold nugget.
-Except I know his story's faker than my ex-wife's nails.
We found moonshine in Minnow's boyfriend's cabin,
which was most likely the accelerant
used to start the fire.
And after what I saw the other day,
that girl is more than capable --
-You don't know anything about Minnow.
-But I know you do.
Whatever deal you made with her,
she had to have told you something.
Why are you protecting somebody
we both know could be a murderer?
-Why are you hell bent on punishing a kid
who's already lost everything there is to lose?
-Because I'm not in the business
of feeling sorry for people.
Her father's lying for her, and you're covering for her.
It's not noble or chivalrous, it's illegal.
-If you're gonna charge me, go ahead.
If not...
then leave me the hell alone.
**
[ Door slams, lock clicks ]
**
-It's my intimidation hair.
I do it like this whenever we play a high school team.
-Why? -The only reason
the state lets us out to play
is so that we scare those private school prisses
so they don't turn to a life of crime or whatever.
Might as well lean into the part.
Plus no one wants to guard me because I look
mentally unstable.
What's up with you?
-I was just thinking about my sister.
She was good at braiding hair, too.
-Constance, right?
What's she like?
-She's smart.
She asks a lot of questions about everything.
She's stubborn.
And she's really strong.
-Sounds like you.
-She's stronger than me.
-How do I look?
-Kind of nuts.
-Perfect.
-Angel, ready to go? -Uh-huh.
-Go easy on these girls, okay?
-Don't worry, Ms. Bailey,
I'll leave these preppy bitches with an uplifting message
as they move forward with their lives.
-Mm-hmm.
Put these on. You just joined the basketball team.
-Um, can't play basketball.
-Embrace the challenge, Minnow.
**
[ Buzzer sounds ]
**
-Hey, come with me a sec.
**
[ Buzzer sounds ]
**
You have five minutes.
**
-This was my dad's.
You can have it.
-What's gonna happen to us?
-We'll be fine.
Get Constance, bring her back here.
-Prophet's not gonna let us just take her.
He'll come after us.
-Let him try.
I've lived in these woods my whole life.
Booby trapped the hell out of this place.
I'll kill anybody who tries to touch you or your sister.
-Can't even get these on.
[ Breathing heavily ]
I'm useless.
-No, you're not.
-How can you even stand to look at me like this?
I have no hands.
**
-I'll be your hands.
**
-You're really here.
-I thought you were dead.
-That night, the fire moved so fast,
I didn't mean to leave you.
-I know. It's okay.
I found you.
I'm not gonna leave you again.
-What do you mean?
-I'm taking you with me.
She's a softy, and he's just an old drunk.
I can knock 'em out and make a run for the fence.
-We'd never make it over the fence.
And even if we did, then what?
-We'd go back to the woods and disappear
so no one will ever find us.
-Thanks.
I know you took a risk getting Minnow out here.
-I didn't do it for you. I did it for her.
If that boy breaks her heart,
I swear I'm gonna make him wish he was never born.
-Anybody's gonna be breaking hearts, it's gonna be Minnow.
-I can't go with you.
-What do you mean?
You want to stay here? Doesn't make any sense.
-Jude, I... -No, it --
it's dirty and it's noisy and nothing grows here.
Look at what they've done to you.
They locked you up in a cage.
-Yeah, but there's science and castles in Germany.
There's Germany.
All kinds of people who believe different things
and eat different food.
I have friends here.
Plus there's the Internet and books.
-I've read books, too.
Those castles, they were built by slaves.
And science?
That's what poisoned everything to begin with.
In the woods, we don't need any of it.
-But we're out there all alone.
-We'd be together.
-It's not enough.
Not anymore.
I don't want to hide from the world,
and I don't want to just be told things.
I want to see and learn them for myself.
Maybe someday I'll go back to the woods with you,
but not yet.
**
-* Take my arms and bring me close *
* Hold me, hold me, don't let go *
**
* Will you change your mind if I did? *
* Would you ever let know? *
* Give me love *
**
* Give me love *
-* I'm killin' 'em Yes, I'm killin' 'em *
* I'm killin' 'em *
-What kind of music is this?
-* All eyes on me, I'm killin' 'em *
* My shoes say RIP, I'm killin' 'em *
-Hip hop. -* I'm killin' 'em *
* Yes, I'm killin' 'em, I'm killin' 'em *
-It's not really singing.
-You have never heard hip hop.
-My dad was into classic rock -- soul, blues.
He said everything else was just noise.
-Well, maybe you ought to stick around for a while,
find out for yourself.
All kinds of music out here.
-I've got a guitar.
My dad taught me plenty of songs,
and if I want new ones, I can make 'em up.
[ Seatbelt clicking ]
[ Seatbelt clicks open ]
-You know, I can help you with the cops.
Find you a place to live.
There are other options.
You don't have to live out there by yourself.
-I don't want other options.
I like it out there.
It's clean, simple.
[ Sighs ]
It makes sense.
And I won't be alone.
Minnow's gonna come back...
when she's ready.
**
[ Car door closes ]
-All right.
Look after yourself.
-Man, I'll be fine.
You're the one who needs looking after.
-Good bye, Jude.
**
-Hustle back, ladies, hustle back.
[ Indistinct shouting ]
**
Come on, keep up teamwork.
-Come on! Seriously!
-Rebound. -Go.
-Come on. Come for me. Come on.
-Come on. -Easy, Angel.
-Don't do drugs!
-[ Grunts ]
Stay in school!
[ Cheering ]
-Juvie bitches.
-Stay focused.
Stay focused, ladies, we still have a game.
-Come on, guys. Keep it up, keep it up.
**
-Constance?
**
[ Buzzer sounds ]
-Half time, ladies. Bring it in.
**
So, ladies, on the court, location's key.
I want you to...
**
All right, girls, huddle up. Huddle up.
We have a chance to win this.
We can win this thing.
Make sure you don't foul out.
**
-Who's winning?
-I don't really know the rules.
Angel almost knocked a girl unconscious
if that counts for anything.
-I've been trying to come up with the right thing to say.
"Sorry" doesn't feel like a big enough word, but...
I am sorry...
that I lied about the recommendation,
that you trusted me,
and that I took advantage of that.
In my job, the occasional false promise never mattered much...
because, I guess, the people I was promising things to
never really mattered that much to me.
I stopped seeing them as people after a while.
They were just puzzles I needed to solve.
You know, I was -- I was good at my job.
It made sense to me.
I put everything into it until it started to bleed
into the rest of my life,
until I stopped connecting to anyone.
My friends, my family...
it cost me everything.
-You mean your son?
-Yes.
I was guilty about being gone all the time
so when he turned 16, I bought him a car.
Carol told me not to.
She said there was something going on with Marcus,
but I just thought he was being a moody teenager.
That night she found a note in his room.
He had been depressed for months.
But I was too busy treating him like a puzzle.
Instead of trying to get him to confess,
I was trying to get him to love me.
Instead of taking the time to talk to my son,
to get to know him...
I bought him a car.
And he drove off a bridge.
Then all I had left was my work, so I threw myself into it
because at least there I didn't have to feel anything.
Until I met you.
[ Whistle blows ]
-Okay, ladies, let's bring this home.
We got this. Hands in.
-Go, Juvie!
-I won't be coming by anymore.
I can submit what I have in my report.
**
Goodbye, Minnow.
-Don't you want to know how the story ends?
**
-Only if you want to tell me.
**
-I can create a distraction, but you've got to be quick.
It won't buy us more than a few minutes.
-I love you, Jude.
-I love you, Minnow.
**
I'll see you soon.
**
-Where's my daughter?
-You're never gonna hurt her again.
[ Grunting ]
**
[ Groans ]
-It's happening! It's happening!
The end is upon us!
**
God's come.
-He came.
-Constance, get up.
Constance, get up.
Constance, come on.
**
What have they done?
-Go away, Minnow.
I'm not gonna let you ruin this for me.
-What are you talking about?
-I'm gonna marry the Prophet in the morning.
He announced it to everyone.
-He did this to you?
-No. Vivienne did it.
Because I asked her to.
-What?
Why?
-All I've ever wanted my whole entire life
was the Prophet to love me, but he chose Rose
with her ruined feet and you with no hands.
I had to make him love me.
I had to make him choose me.
And how he has.
And I'm not gonna let you ruin it for me.
Don't touch me!
You're sick and filthy.
-I am your sister.
I want to take care of you.
-It's just like the Prophet said, the war is here.
The end clean are knocking at our doors.
-The Prophet is a liar.
Everything he says to you is a lie.
-You're the liar, Minnow.
You can lie to me, you can lie to yourself,
but you can't lie to Charlie.
He sees straight through you.
-Come with me.
I will prove it to you.
-I'm not going anywhere with you.
Charlie's gonna watch you burn!
[ Screams ]
**
-Next on "Sacred Lies"...
-You're a liar.
I'm gonna show them all who you really are.
-Do you think they're going to believe a Rymanite whore?
-It's good to see you.
-Do I have to wear a dress?
-Dressing like this helps the parole board
see you as a teenage girl.
-Why are you getting her hopes up?
-You are charged with aggravated assault,
sentenced to five years.
Ms. Bly, would you like to say
anything on your own behalf at this time?
-All you have to do is let them see who you really are.