[eerie music playing]
[Max whispering in Spanish]
[eerie music continues]
[speaking Spanish]
[eerie music building]
["Call Me" playing]
Hey. I'll get one more on the, uh…
Thank you.
[bartender] Your friend already picked up the tab.
Who?
What?
A defendant and a prosecutor walk into a bar.
[chuckles]
[Tom] You're, uh, a member here?
Uh, they were nice enough to renew me after 17 years away.
May I join you, Tom?
Tom, can I call you Tom?
[clears throat]
- [keys clink] - I was, uh… [sighs] …I was just leaving.
Okay. [clears throat]
Hey. [sighs]
What did you give my son?
- What? - [Tom] The other day.
Don't bullshit me.
I saw you on my security camera giving him something. What was it?
Uh, no, no, uh… I didn't give him anything.
He gave this to me.
Zack had a dream about my boy,
my unborn baby, Adam.
And in his dream,
apparently, he looked like this.
It's a beautiful drawing.
It's…
[exhales deeply]
Why would he tell you that?
[stammers]
- Why would he talk to you? - I don't know.
Sometimes, it's easier to talk to… to strangers than to a parent, I guess.
It made me feel that Zack…
[sighs] He really needs a father, Tom.
You don't know my son.
No, no, no, no. Yeah. Absolutely not, that's not what I…
You are the father.
[chuckles] Obviously.
It's just that, I wish that I would've had a chance to be a father. [chuckles]
[ominous music playing]
Because it makes me…
makes me think about my Adam, my boy.
[chuckles]
And I'd do anything…
to just meet my son for one small moment.
[mutters, stammers] I… What…
You-You name it, I would cross fire,
I would eat glass, whatever,
just to know him. One second.
And for him to know me.
But what do I know?
[scoffs] Sorry. [stammers] I had a couple of drinks, sorry.
Thanks for mine.
Good night, Mr. Prosecutor.
[ominous music continues]
[kisses]
[eerie music playing]
- [gasps] - [tires screech]
[breathes heavily]
Oh, you've gotta be kidding.
[eerie music continues]
[doors lock]
Can I help you?
[person] Do you live right here?
[scoffs]
Max Cady isn't here.
Max doesn't come around here. You should go.
Go.
I don't know where he is.
- Don't come here. - [sighs]
[chuckles]
[singing] ♪ What do they know About love, my dear? ♪
♪ What do they know about love? ♪
♪ The jingle of a dog's collar Would be good right here ♪
♪ The jingle of a dog's collar Would be good… ♪
[mysterious music playing]
[coffee machine sputtering]
- Mmm. - [Peanut Butter purring]
Why are you making coffee?
'Cause her coffee tastes like mattress sweat.
- 'Cause I'm running late. - [phone buzzes]
[Anna scoffs]
You're leaving?
You said you'd take me to soccer and let me drive.
I need my supervised hours so I can get my license.
Honey, I'm sorry, I can't.
We have to go out and see Ruben.
It's always something, isn't it?
Morning, Ray. [clears throat]
Oh. Did you make this?
Yeah.
Not that I don't prefer my wife's coffee, but…
Zack! Dr. Carlisle will be here soon! Hope you're getting dressed!
I can't join Zack's session today. Sorry.
[Tom] It's all right. I got this one.
Another thing Mom said she was gonna do and isn't doing.
- [softly] License. - [softly] Oh.
You want me to take you driving later?
No, you're not the one who said you would.
Don't be such a cuck.
Excuse me?
Nat.
Don't talk to your dad that way.
Which dad? Tom or Paul?
Hey. Watch it.
You want me to be perfect, so you don't have to pay attention to me.
[scoffs] I'm fucking tired of it.
You know what they say,
"Hell hath no fury like a 17-year-old without a license."
- [door slams] - [Anna sighs]
Let's go somewhere more peaceful,
like prison.
[Ray chuckles]
I'm done.
I give up.
[Noa] Don't give up yet, Ruben. We still have some moves left.
We can pressure the governor for a last-minute stay.
Another little press conference?
Nobody gives a shit.
Give me a break.
[stammers] The judge is sympathetic.
If we can find any new evidence that could have affected the verdict…
And where are we gonna get new evidence in the next two weeks?
We'll go back after Warren Pitt.
[chuckles]
Do I need to remind you why we call him Smiley?
Man smiles when he slits your neck.
[solemn music playing]
He was there when Maya Cook got shot.
He knows you weren't.
He saw Andre King do the shooting.
Smiley could still catch an accessory charge.
[Anna] Ruben.
I am going to do everything I can to save your life,
whether you like it or not.
I will get him to talk myself.
Fine.
[Dr. Carlisle] So last week, I gave Zack some exercises
to try to help regulate his emotions.
But sometimes, it's easier to express things nonverbally.
[sighs] He's also been expressing, again, his desire to reach out to Sophia,
but we've talked about why he can't do that.
[Tom] Dr. Carlisle, respectfully,
Zack made a mistake last year and he knows it.
It's why we've been doing this for months on end,
to help him get back to normal.
But I-I… [inhales deeply]
…I don't see any progress toward a solution here. [sighs]
What if we didn't think of people as a problem to be solved?
Well, the point of therapy is to get better.
Tom… [chuckles]
Yeah.
[Dr. Carlisle] Zack shared with me,
when you were his age, you had an older brother that died…
In a car accident.
[foreboding music playing]
What does that have to do with this?
Maybe we could talk about it together.
With Zack.
You've been very helpful.
[music fades]
But I know my son,
and he is not taking this seriously because he does not take you seriously.
So, I think we're gonna have to find a new therapist.
But thank you.
[discordant music playing]
[cheering]
[players chattering]
Good hands.
[chuckles]
I didn't think I'd see you again.
What are you up to?
I'm gonna get a new tattoo.
Wanna come, hold my hand?
- Kiss it better? - [chuckles]
- [players groaning] - [whistle blows]
How did you miss that? How?
[Natalie] Callie, it's practice.
Wow, your friend's really on one.
See you around.
[eerie music playing]
[players chattering]
[players cheer, chatter]
[Nevaeh] Ta-da.
[both chuckle]
Maybe we should go to a real tattoo parlor.
Don't be a princess.
It's a pop-up.
[Nevaeh chuckles]
[knocks on doorframe]
[Nevaeh] Hey!
[eerie music building]
Look what I brought.
- [sighs] I knew you'd be back, Angel. - [Nevaeh] Mm-hmm.
So, what's your friend gonna get?
[clicks tongue] Oh, Nat wants to get her nipples pierced.
[chuckles]
She's joking.
I'm-I'm just moral support.
Who's joking?
[chuckles]
[Nevaeh] Mmm.
You don't want him to do it?
Is that what it is?
This isn't funny. I'm gonna wait outside.
I did my own, you know.
[ominous music playing]
It's a sharp pinch,
and then your body floods you with endorphins
and you get this…
rush.
You feel so alive.
[Natalie chuckles]
My mom would kill me.
[Nevaeh] You trust me, right?
[Natalie] Mm-hmm.
[both chuckling]
You swear you know what you're doing? [chuckles]
I promise.
I'll be gentle.
Unless you tell me not to be.
[both chuckle]
[inhales deeply]
- Just my left one. - Mmm.
[Natalie chuckles]
[Nevaeh] Mmm. You're gonna look so hot with a pierced tit.
[Natalie breathes deeply]
[Nevaeh] Hold it in place, right here. Right there.
- Okay. - [breathing shakily]
Count me down. [sighs]
Three.
[breathes heavily]
Two.
[gasps, groans]
Fuck.
- [breathing heavily] - [Natalie groans, sucks teeth]
Oh, my God. [breathes heavily]
That's my girl. [chuckles]
[ominous music continues]
[phone recorder beeps]
- [knocks on door] - [person] Just a minute!
[Anna] Mr. Pitt. Smiley, right?
I'm Anna Bowden, I'm a lawyer.
[stammers] I'm sorry,
- it's not a great time. - This will only take a minute.
Look, you may be entitled to participate financially
in a, um, misconduct judgment against the Savannah PD.
- No shit. - Yeah.
[chuckles] Well, come on in. [chuckles]
Thank you.
[eerie, unsettling music playing]
My girl, Rose, is Vitamin B deficient.
Not eating enough bones,
but Papa gonna take care of that.
There you go, sweetie.
[engine backfires, sputters]
[vehicle departing]
So, what'd you wanna ask me?
Um…
Your name came up in some research I was doing.
[water running]
The Savannah PD, they targeted you and your friends' parties, right?
- [sighs] Police… - [chuckles]
- Always fixated on us. - Yeah.
Do you recall a party at Darius Bennet's house
in Barton County, August 2003?
[sighs]
[stammering] Was that that-that one where that girl got…
[sinister music playing]
…where the girl was shot?
Yeah, I was at the party.
Police dislocated my elbow.
So, are you gonna cut me a check?
You were at the party. Do you recall anyone else that was there?
It just helps me confirm your story to the judge.
[exhales sharply] Oh.
[chuckles]
[sighs] Get out your phone.
Excuse me?
You want to put me in that room
where that girl got shot.
Make me an accessory.
No. No. Accessory to what?
- [stammers] - Get out your phone.
You know, I think I'm gonna go and then--
You think I don't know that this is a one-party consent state?
[breathing shakily]
I was not trying to make you complicit,
- I just was-- - No, no. [shushes]
Trying to save a man's life.
- [breathing shakily] - [phone recorder beeps]
Trying to save a man's life, okay.
- Yeah. - Ah, so that's what you're doing.
You know that Ruben Ramirez is innocent.
You were at that party.
- You know he wasn't there. - [taps tank]
[Anna gasps]
Go.
[inhales sharply]
- Get the fuck out! - [breathes shakily]
[door opens, closes]
[music fades]
[items shuffling]
- Zack! - [clattering]
- Hey. Hi. - Hey. Hey.
What you doing in there?
I was just… I was… I was looking for my Asics.
- Oh. - What-- Why do you have that?
Thought that we could, uh, carpe some diem.
Hey, where's your toe?
[sighs]
I ate it again.
Seriously.
I-I-I threw it away.
Oh, okay.
All right, well, that's, uh, that's…
that's probably, uh, healthy.
So I found all our old gear in the garage.
How about it?
Huh?
- Well, I-I-I don't really-- - What? [chuckles] Come on.
You love fishing.
Ever since you were a kid.
You remember that time you had that huge trout on the line,
almost pulled you in the water, I grabbed you by the shirt, but you landed it?
- [whispers] Yeah. - Let's do it today, come on.
We can go to Tybee right now.
- Could rent a boat. - There was…
There was actually this, uh, student art show I wanted to go see at SCAD.
Great. Art show, it is.
SCAD, let's do it.
- Okay. - See you downstairs.
[solemn music playing]
[Max] Why do innocent people like Ruben Ramirez end up in a cage?
Because police and prosecutors close their eyes.
They just choose not to see.
They knew from the beginning that Ruben Ramirez was innocent,
but they pushed him.
They pushed him to confess.
Yeah. And let me tell you, I know a lot about that.
[scoffs] Because they'd already decided I was guilty.
And I lost… [voice breaks] …17 years.
Seventeen fucking years.
So, I urge the governor.
Please, open your eyes.
Give the family and Ruben Ramirez more time, please.
[reporters clamoring]
Amy Brancato was your alibi. Did you know that she was lying?
Max, you got a message for the CadyHawks? We love you!
[clamoring continues]
Uh, respectfully, we will only be fielding questions about Ruben Ramirez.
[reporter 1] But what do you have to say to the families?
Well, I believe that we have sufficient evidence for a new case.
[parent] My daughter is dead.
Questions regarding donations
should be directed to my colleagues right here. Thank you.
[reporter 2] Didn't you have contact with your wife before she died?
They don't even mention Ruben. It's all just clickbait.
[Noa] I doubt this is gonna get the governor's attention.
Maybe Ruben was right. Maybe this is just a waste of time.
[pensive music playing]
So we make another run at Smiley.
It's a dead end.
No, we just need him to confirm that Andre was at the party.
That would count as new evidence.
Look, the man pulled a gun on you.
I'm just saying.
Every case is impossible until it's not. You should know that better than anyone.
Okay. Uh, okay. I-I'll knock on his door again.
You know that Smiley guy?
Did a few years in Tarwater Prison when I was there.
Right fucking there.
[sighs] I can't believe this.
Uh, I didn't know him,
but, uh, I don't think he's gonna just give you what you want.
And what? What, you can help?
[Anna] Mmm.
You are persuasive, Anna.
- [Anna] Yeah. - [chuckling]
But for some people, it's not enough to persuade.
You have to compel.
And I can help with that, yeah.
[Ray] I think we're good, Max.
[sniffs] Okay. I hope you get what you need.
You know, whatever he's offering, it ain't worth it.
[engine starts]
Hey. Nice car, nice ride.
I'm jealous.
Of my busted Hyundai?
Yeah, I-I've been trying to get a car of my own.
I've been using, how do you call it? The rideshares.
- [chuckles] It's crazy. - [Ray] Mmm.
Just have to get into a stranger's car.
Uh, it is dangerous.
And also, you get their kid's Cheerios on your ass.
It's a whole new world when you get out.
Yeah. Listen, uh, I can tell I've done something to offend you.
And what gave you that impression?
Uh, the SJLP,
that's your place, right?
So I'm…
If I'm pissing on your leg, or stepping on your toes,
however you wanna put it, I'm sorry.
Because I learned inside not to step on another man's toes.
Because when you do… [sucks teeth] …there are consequences.
You also learn people don't offer something
unless they want something in return.
[ominous music playing]
[chuckles] Right. Okay. You know what?
I just see myself in Ruben Ramirez, and I want to help.
That's all.
I'm glad to see you're coming from a good place.
And I'm glad we had a chance to clear the air.
[speaking Spanish] Tu madre.
Hey, man, if you wanna go to more of these things, just say so.
This is cool.
[sighs] Yeah, uh, yeah. Um…
I'm-I'm gonna go find the bathroom real quick.
- All right. - Yeah.
[Uncle Charlie speaking indistinctly]
You wake up every morning of your life
and you know perfectly well that there's nothing in the world to trouble you.
You go through your ordinary little day,
and at night you sleep your untroubled ordinary little sleep,
filled with peaceful stupid dreams.
And I brought you nightmares.
Took Zack to SCAD for an art show. Period.
Seems good.
[sighs]
Oh, shit.
- [Sophia] You can't be here. - [Zack] I know. I-- I ju--
I feel terrible. I'm sorry--
- Hey, I wanna-- - Go home, you fucking pervert.
- Hey! That's enough. - Man, I-I…
Zack, we're leaving. Now. Let's go.
- No, no… [stammering] I-- - Hey, hey!
- What is going on here? - Beth, we'll leave.
- Hi, Beth. - Did you come here on purpose
- because he knew she'd be here? - Mom, it's okay.
Of course not. This is just a coincidence.
No, I… I just wanted to come see you…
- [Beth] Get out of here! - …so I can--
Your son humiliated my daughter.
- Okay, Mom… Mom, let's just go. - He's lucky he wasn't arrested!
I know, and he knows. And he is struggling with what he did.
[Beth] Forgive me if I don't lose sleep over his well-being.
The guilt you feel is there for a reason.
And you just have to fucking sit in it.
Hey! Don't talk to him that way.
- It's completely inappropriate. Let's go. - No, wait. I'm sorry.
[Tom] It's not worth it.
You know, I wish you would have told me why we were there.
[stammers, sighs]
It wasn't a good idea.
If you keep talking about it, I may go stick my head in the oven.
Don't say that. Don't!
D-- [scoffs, breathing deeply]
[sighs]
[unsettling music playing]
[grunts]
[exhales sharply]
[suspenseful music playing]
No way. [murmurs, panting] No. No. No.
[panting, grunts]
- What the fuck? - What are you doing?
What are you doing? Dr. Carlisle gave me exercises.
[panting, stammers] To drown yourself?
Dive reflex! [sighs]
- What? - Holding your breath underwater,
it tricks your brain, calms you down.
Dude… [stammering] I…
saw ya, I reacted.
I'm trying to help you,
- I'm not trying to scare ya. - Well, you make things worse.
At the art show with Sophia, you ruined it.
Zack, why do you need her to forgive you so badly?
Because I'm not who sh…
I'm not who she thinks I am.
[Tom sighs]
I know. I-I kn-- I know you're a good person. [sighs]
- And deep down, man, you-- - [scoffs] Just stop. Stop.
You're talking like a fucking greeting card.
[laughing]
What happened?
It's… [sighs]
[tender music playing]
It's always been hard for me to accept change,
and I bet it's the same way for you too.
After my brother's…
[inhales deeply]
crash…
I woke up…
expecting to see him at breakfast every day…
and every day I'd lose him all over again.
How did you accept that things were never gonna be how they were before?
I just thought about the man I wanted to be.
And over time, I became him.
And I think you could do that too.
[Zack breathes deeply]
I know you can.
Yeah.
[announcer 1 on PA] Samuel Dovery,
- please come to customer service. - Wow.
Samuel Dovery, please come…
Hey! That beauty is not for sale.
No, really?
What a shame, come on.
[sighs]
People will want a Corvette or a… or a…
or a Miata, but, come on.
Men like us with a taste in cars know that this is the prom queen.
- Come on. - My hands are tied.
[chuckles] Well, nice watch.
But, uh, th-then what is it doing here if it's not for sale?
I'm guessing you don't recognize me.
No? Maybe you remember my wife, Sandy?
She was a friend of your wife.
Does that ring any bells?
[Max] Hmm.
- Now, Sandy told me stories about you. - Mmm.
You may not have killed Melissa, but you screwed around on her.
And you treated her like trash, made her life a living hell.
[announcer 2 speaking indistinctly on PA]
I know what kind of man you are.
[chuckles]
[trills lips] Okay, what's, um…
What was her name, Sandy?
Yeah. Did Sandy ever tell you how she knows I screwed around?
No, I guess not.
Did she tell you about the time that I fucked her so hard,
she broke a blood vessel in her eye?
You're a lying sack of shit.
Oh, fuck.
What?
- [softly] You are the guy. - What?
That photo of the two of you on your bedside table,
with the matching sunglasses.
With the big, red hearts.
[laughs]
That's you, right?
Fuck you.
What? You wanna hit me?
Yeah, I'll knock your fucking head off. Say one more fucking word.
I didn't have "Max Cady buying a Buick" on my bingo card
but I'm sure glad you're here.
Dave, why haven't we gotten Max here the keys?
[Dave] I'm not selling him a fucking car.
It's okay, it's okay, sir. It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.
[stammers] I understand.
- He's judging me, I-I-I can't hold… - [manager] Nobody's judging you.
- I should've taken care of you. - I'll go somewhere else.
You deserve special attention after all you've been through.
- Dave… - Really? Are you sure?
Yeah. Let's go inside, trust me. Come on. Come on, it's okay.
You get the damn keys.
- Come on. - [Max] I'm-I'm used to that.
[manager] Yeah, well, you shouldn't get used to that. Nobody should.
[Natalie] Bet Callie is so pissed right now.
[both chuckle]
When can I take this off?
Say "please." Maybe I'll let you.
Please.
[chuckles]
- Hello. - Hello.
[chuckles]
Oh, my God. This is Callie's house.
Oh, is it? I…
I had no idea.
Well, good thing I have a Wi-Fi jammer.
Fucks with anything that needs Internet.
Like alarm systems.
We can get some snacks.
We've been smoking weed all day. I know you're hungry.
- [laughing] - Come on. We won't take anything.
No one will know except us.
Hmm? Come on.
- [laughing] - Smile.
- Oops! - Just a couple of snacks?
Yeah, you can't back out now. Let's go.
- Open up. - Okay.
That was pretty easy.
- [laughing] - Okay.
[chuckles] Be careful.
Come on.
Yes, ma'am.
I've been in this room so many times.
But not like this. [laughing] This is so weird.
[Nevaeh] Victimless crime… [sighs] …isn't crime.
[both laughing]
Should we go? We should go.
[ominous music playing]
I bet you've dreamed about getting fucked in this bed.
[chuckles] You look pretty.
[Nevaeh] Let's play.
What if her parents come?
No problem.
We'll kill them.
[laughing]
[breathing heavily]
[moaning, breathing heavily]
I'm usually really anxious.
But it's all so quiet with you.
What's been stressing you out so much?
My brother.
I don't know. We used to be really close.
But now he's not…
really Zack anymore.
[Nevaeh] Mm-hmm.
I don't know if he is someone I know how to love.
Is that terrible?
[sighs]
Only good people secretly worry about being bad people.
[vehicle approaching]
- [gasps] Fuck! [panting] - Shit.
[tense music playing]
- [car door closes] - [Nevaeh] Okay.
[parent] Ron's never mad.
Ally can help with Ron.
[door closes, locks]
Yeah. Let Ally worry about that. I'll worry about Megan.
All right.
Well, this is exactly why we do project management, right?
It should've been mitigated.
[suspenseful music playing]
[phone buzzes]
Um, this is Anna.
I wanted to talk to you about your offer.
You can try me back on this number.
Let me call you right back.
[tense music playing]
[dog whines]
[whistles]
You got a dog?
You can buy anything these days.
Even unconditional love.
Um…
I went to see the witness in Ruben's case.
[Max] Uh-huh.
Didn't get what I needed.
So I was thinking…
Thinking you need my help?
Yes.
Max, I need your help.
[Max] Hmm.
I've been thinking too.
What does that mean?
Uh…
- I've been thinking about that for years. - [sighs]
Of course I will help you.
Don't do that again.
I'll text you the info.
Keep an eye on the car.
Your friend here, the… What's the name?
The-The Smiley or whatever.
In prison, he had a padrino.
It's a kind of a spiritual guide.
And I had one too, so that makes us brothers.
I think he'll talk to me. All right?
Max, as your lawyer,
I need to advise you not to do anything…
illegal.
What you see is your choice, counselor.
[knocks on door]
Would you let us in for a second?
[whistles]
Wow.
[speaking Spanish] Qué bonita.
Look at this beauty.
[exhales sharply]
Soft. Nice and soft.
Don't, don't. Don't, don't. Don't do that.
You'll upset her.
[Max] No, she's fine.
- She loves me. - [Smiley sighs]
- Okay. - [Max] Don't ya?
Mr. Pitt, I'm not trying to make you an accessory.
I just need your help.
You start taking about that dead girl again,
even he can't protect you.
You got your crown, don't you?
Yeah, that was prison.
I don't fuck with that shit no more.
[Max] No, no, no, no.
You are still a santero of Obatalá.
[sighs]
The orisha of peace and justice.
And yet you'd let a man die for a crime he didn't do.
[Smiley] What are you doing, talking about this in front of her?
[suspenseful music playing]
[Max] Hmm.
Once you've been crowned…
you serve the orisha.
And now your path has led you to me, your brother.
I was crowned by Changó,
the orisha of thunder, vengeance
and the ferocious correction of injustice.
I'm gonna get some air.
[Max] You're a new man, no?
[Smiley] The past is past.
[Max] Hmm.
[Smiley] And that's all I gotta say about it.
[chuckles] Right.
Motherfucker!
[Max grunts]
[both groaning]
If you can't see injustice, what are those eyes good for?
Hey, you piece of shit?
Fuck you, fucking fucker!
[groaning]
[breathes heavily]
- [footsteps approaching] - [gasps]
Sorry, what are you doing?
Hey, did you follow us here?
[person] I saw you with him earlier.
So, you're his whore now?
No, whatever it is you thought you saw, it's just…
Can… Can you turn that off?
- I can't-- - [person] I told Amy to stay away.
And I told Melissa too.
But they didn't listen.
Did you know Amy?
And Melissa?
[person] He made them his whores too.
And look what happened to them.
[gasps]
Who are you?
Stay away from him.
[inhales sharply]
Got your phone.
I sent your recording.
[Smiley] It was August 13th, 2003.
I saw Andre King shoot and kill Maya Cook at the party.
Ruben Ramirez was never even there.
You got him to admit that Andre did the murder?
What did you do to him?
Uh, use it.
Or don't.
It's up to you.
You're welcome.
[ominous music playing]
[Ruben] There must be some kind of catch.
They're gonna make sure I stay locked up, right?
I mean, it's gonna take some time.
- We have to fill out some paperwork… - Mm-hmm.
…and jump through some hoops for the prison,
but this is what the judge needed.
You're going home.
[stammers] How'd you get him to talk?
[Noa] This is all Anna.
Power of persuasion.
We just did our job.
Thank you.
[sighs] Okay.
Congratulations.
[Ruben exhales shakily]
I'm just gonna get some air.
Thank-- Thank you.
[knocks on door]
[door opens]
[sobbing]
[chuckling] Yeah.
[laughs]
[phone buzzing]
[Zack] Hi.
Soph?
[Sophia] I unblocked you because there's something I have to say.
Okay.
[Sophia] Don't come near me again.
I'll never forgive you for what you did.
You are a bad person.
[line beeping]
[breathes shakily]
[sobs]
[crying]
[suspenseful music playing]
[sobs]
[speaks indistinctly]
[groans]
[breathes heavily]
[suspenseful music fades]
[sighs]
[phone buzzing]
[Ray] I've been trying to get ahold of you.
Okay, what? What is it?
You asked me to do some digging on the girl Zack was talking to.
Nevaeh Valentine.
Yeah.
Look what I found.
[phone dings]
[Ray] Nevaeh's mom.
In a past life, Faith was a prison nurse.
But she got fired for having relations with a high-profile inmate.
Guess who that inmate was.
You hear what I'm saying?
I think the girl Zack was talking to is Max Cady's daughter.
[suspenseful music playing]
Let's play.
[tense, ominous music playing]