Saving Grace s02e02 Episode Script

Harder.
Much harder.
[Chuckles.]
Oh, shit, Grace! What are you doing? Sticking a fork in you.
We're done.
- Mmm.
- It's almost 11:00.
You gotta go.
So do you, Gus.
Outside.
[Clicking Tongue.]
Come on, piggy.
Come on, little piggy.
Come on.
Let's go.
Let's go.
Let's go.
[Door Opens.]
[Barking.]
- 1:03? - I set your clock back.
What about your curfew? - Darlene out of town? - I moved out.
What? Moved out two months ago.
You moved out from Darlene two months ago? I just wanted to make sure it was permanent before I said anything.
Shit, Ham.
Look, I got my own apartment over on Portland near 63rd.
It's pretty basic, you know? Want to help decorate? I'm kidding! Hey, nothing's gotta change between us.
Are you gonna say something? Oh.
Shit, Grace! Oh, yeah? [Grunting.]
[Male Rapper, Female Chorus.]
We'll be livin'out west, sucker - Because I wanna be a cowboy, baby - [Shouting.]
- With the top let back and the sunshine shining - [Laughing.]
Cowboy, baby West Coast chillin'with the Boone's wine I wanna be a cowboy, baby Ridin'at night, 'cause I sleep all day Cowboy, baby I can smell a pig from a mile away [Moaning.]
You taste like a corn dog.
I bet you'll hear my whistle blowin' when my train rolls in It goes-like dust in the wind Stoned pimp, stoned freak stoned out of my mind I once was lost but now I'm just blind - Grace? - Huh? - Wanna have a little milk? - [Squealing.]
And if the price is right Then I'm gonna make my bid, boy And let Californ-i-a know why they call me A cowboy, baby With the top let back and the sunshine shining Cowboy, baby [Acoustic Guitar.]
[Man.]
So pretty and, oh, so bold Got a heart full of gold on a lonely road - She said, "I don't even think that God can save me" - Save me Am I gaining ground Am I losing face Have I lost and found my saving grace Thankful for the gift my angels gave me [Birds Twittering.]
[Knocking.]
- Hey, Gus.
You ready? - [Gus Barks.]
- Aunt Grace.
- Oh! - Hey.
- Hey.
This was stuck in your front door.
I think they belong to Ham.
Ham? Why- [Scoffs.]
Those guys- [Laughs.]
They must be playing a joke on me! - His name is written on the waistband.
- [Barks.]
Okay, okay, we're going! I'm gonna take him to the park today.
Oh! Hear that, Gussy? The park.
- Ham is married.
- I know.
- But you're dating him.
- Ham is my partner.
This is a joke.
You guys be careful.
Here.
Poo bags.
[Phone Ringing.]
[Chuckling.]
[Sighs.]
Hanadarko.
Yeah, I'll be there in 20.
Bye.
Bye, Aunt Grace.
[Squawking, Clucking.]
What the hell? - Morning, Grace.
- What's with the chickens, Earl? That's Reed and Andrew and Jennifer and Christie.
Looks to me like they're coming home to roost.
Looks to me like dinner.
- [Chuckles.]
- They better not shit on my floor.
Ah-ah! Jennifer, off the couch.
I just got started, but we've got blood smeared on the front door a trail of blood leading from the bathroom smashed cell phone lying next to an extremely dirty toilet bowl but no body.
- Now, how was your morning? - Ham left Darlene.
- What? - Clay found his underwear on my front door and Earl stopped by with a bunch of chickens- normal shit.
- Ham left Darlene? - Two months ago.
- Who lives here? - College student.
Gotta be a guy.
Ham really left Darlene? A survivor lives here.
This is from the Murrah building.
They let family members and survivors come down and take a piece you know, if they wanted it.
My mom's got one- - Paige, Johnny.
- Do you? Not a lot of blood.
No body.
Uniform out front said the brass was on its way.
What's going on? Blame me.
Take a look.
First on the scene found it.
Recognized you.
Called me.
- This is Paul and Janice Shapiro.
- [Rhetta.]
Who are they? Friends of mine, but this picture's old.
Paul is 21 now.
Friend of his came by this morning.
A girl he carpools with saw the door open and the blood.
Now, she then goes on to class at OCU.
Takes her boyfriend to tell her to call 911; black-and-white to bring her down to the station.
Okay if I get the guys on this? Take their friends? Start a canvass? I need to talk to his mom.
Who are the Shapiros? Two days after the bombing, early in the morning Grace recovered the body of this kid's father.
- Been too long.
- It always is.
- Girl! - [Chuckles.]
It is good to see you.
Hmm.
- You believe how big it is? - Can't believe it survived the ice storms.
Seven years apart.
Survived both of'em.
- What's he done? - [Horse Whinnies.]
[Scoffs.]
The last few times you've come to see me, Paul was in a mess again.
When was the last time you heard from him? Monday night.
He and his girlfriend came over for supper.
- Who's his girlfriend? - Karen Smith.
They've been dating for over a year.
Passionate girl, about everything- rowing mostly.
She's on the OCU rowing team.
And let me tell you.
The kid's gonna go to the Olympics.
Now will you tell me why you're here? There was a problem at Paul's house last night.
We don't know exactly what happened - but there was evidence of violence.
- Keith Kingson.
King Kingson got out of McAlester in 2002.
Did four years on possession to distribute.
Come on in.
Close the door.
[Phone Ringing.]
It matches with what the mom told Grace that Paul might be using coke again.
And I got ahold of Paul's record- petty theft, assault, drug possession, drug possession, drug possession.
- Rhetta find any drugs in this boy's house? - Some residue on a mirror.
Get an address for Mr.
Kingson and pay him a visit.
BOLO on Paul's car? Yeah.
The canvass turned up two people heard yelling last night around 9:30- male voice, female voice.
- They know Paul? - They say he's a great kid.
Lived there about a year.
Never had any problems with him.
Butch is wrapping up with his friend.
Okay.
Different subject.
I get, uh, memos like this one from, uh, payroll.
Says your paycheck's going to a new address.
Yeah.
I got my own place.
You need a good divorce attorney, you let me know.
I got two of'em.
- [Phone Ringing.]
- You mind giving me their numbers? - Hey.
- [Butch.]
Hey.
- Paul's friend? - Yeah.
She's the one who called the police.
- How well you know this guy? - Why? She said it's the first time Paul's skipped this semester.
She told me last year it was a completely different story.
Paul skipped so many classes he had to drop out.
Rhetta, she said the blood found at Paul's house was from a nosebleed.
Something about the color and mucous composition.
What do you think, Grace? Maybe it isn't a violent crime after all? Maybe just a coked-out kid with a nosebleed.
Still need to find him.
I could take a personal day so it won't be on the clock.
- Same here.
- Yeah, me too.
Don't worry about the clock.
Paul's a good kid.
Just, you know, he was eight.
Lost his dad.
Day after McVeigh was executed, I came home, found him on my doorstep.
He wanted to know everything.
Where they put the needle.
Was he scared? Did his eyeballs roll up in his head? Never asked about his dad.
But wanted to know every detail about McVeigh.
- You witnessed his execution? - Still paying off that favor.
- Cell phone at the scene belonged to Karen Smith.
- Paul's girlfriend.
Last call was to 911 at 9:48 last night.
Nine seconds.
Call ended before an address was given.
I got the 911 recording.
- [CD: Female Operator.]
- [CD: Man Shouting, Indistinct.]
- [CD: Woman.]
Hello, 911? - [Operator.]
Yes.
- What is your emergency? - [Man.]
Open this doorl - [Woman.]
I need your helpl - Can you give us your address? - He's trying to break inl - Ma'am? - Ma'am, where are you? - Stop itl Stopl - Hello? - [Clipped Scream.]
Hello? Well, shit.
That doesn't sound good.
- [CD: Woman.]
Hello, 911? - [CD: Female Operator.]
Yes.
- What is your emergency? - [Man.]
Open this door! - [Woman.]
I need your help! - Can you give us your address? - He's trying- - [Clicks Off.]
We're looking for Paul as a suspect now, Janice.
- We can't find Karen.
Can't find their cars.
- [Sighs.]
Paul's cell phone is turned off.
And one of them is hurt.
See the blood on the floor? I think she's dead.
Have you talked to her boyfriend? - Have you talked to Paul Shapiro? - Why? - We had this party last night for some alumni donors.
- Right.
Paul called, and Karen got all upset and just left.
- Well, what time did she leave? - About 8:30.
- Right.
- She said she was going home.
She was going to Paul's.
- And where is home? - She lives with her brother Eric.
A duplex over on Chartell.
Our parents are dead.
It's just me and Karen.
- [Engine Starts.]
- Eric, when's the last time you saw your sister? - Sunday, church.
- Four days ago.
- Everything okay? - Yeah.
I got this new grille that I wanted to show her, but she went home to take a nap.
- Thought you guys shared a duplex? - Yeah, uh, we do.
Hey, you know, what-what did that asshole boyfriend of hers say happened? 'Cause- I mean, that's- that's where she was going.
Dinner Monday night.
Everything okay with Paul and Karen? They seemed happy, sweet.
Yeah.
- But? - I'm dating somebody.
It was the first time Paul met him.
He said he was really happy for me.
He even said something about a double wedding.
But I know how tough it was on him.
Do you understand I need every pair of eyes I can get looking for Paul and Karen? - Of course.
- I'm releasing their pictures to the media and naming Paul as a person of interest wanted by the police.
You know he wouldn't hurt anybody.
Paul is a loser and a coke-head.
He's always playing the "my daddy got blown up in the bombing" card every time he gets in trouble.
- Enough already, all right? - His dad gets a memorial.
My dad dies at 38 of a heart attack.
Where's his memorial? Lisa, why wasn't Paul at the party last night? We all thought Karen finally got fed up and dumped him, because last night for the first time we saw her with this old guy she's been hooking up with on the side.
- How old? - Fifty, 55 maybe.
- Who is he? - I don't know.
Where does he live? Anything? Just that Karen would be a lot better off with him than with Paul.
My sister has worked her whole life for one thing- a gold medal.
Everything my parents sacrificed.
Every freezing cold 4:00 a.
m.
Practice that my mom sat in the car with a thermos of coffee watching Karen row.
If she stays with that asshole, all that was for nothing.
You know any of his friends? Where he hangs out? Nah, l- I don't know the guy real well.
- I just know he's exposed Karen to a lot of shit.
- What kind of shit? Like his- his best friend Keith Kingson.
He's an ex-con.
That kind of shit.
- We got an address on Kingson? - Yeah.
I went by.
No one was home.
- I just found out why.
- He's in custody again? He's dead.
O.
D.
'd.
Been in the morgue five days.
I'm gonna go check his personal effects.
Blood at the scene was female.
Tested negative for drugs.
Pass the word.
Got something else, Rhetta? How do you know them- Paul and his family? Through Grace, when we were in Vice together.
I was 185 pounds with ankles the size of beer kegs flat on my back, eight months pregnant with Mae.
I couldn't go down and help.
I couldn't give blood.
I couldn't do anything but watch the whole thing unfold on TV.
The only reason I know him is that Paul used to bake cookies for Grace.
Homemade pies thatJanice baked.
We'd, uh-We'd take him to Sonic in the squad car, lights- [Laughs.]
Sirens.
Anything to make that kid laugh.
- [Door Opens.]
- [Footsteps Approaching.]
- Sweetheart, what's wrong? - I lost Gus.
- What do you mean, you lost Gus? - I took him to the park, and there was this dog - and he broke away from me, and I held on to the leash as long as I could.
- Come on.
Gus-man! What if he's hurt somewhere? We're gonna find him, Clay.
Gus! Gussy? How far up did you look? Did you go up to May Avenue? Yeah.
What if he tried to cross May? It's so busy.
Clay, honey, he's gonna be okay.
But we need to tell Grace.
Please don't.
She's gonna hate me.
Honey, your aunt could never hate you.
You just need to be honest.
Tell her what happened.
- She's not honest with me.
- Sometimes adults can make a choice if you need to know something.
It can sound dishonest, but it's not.
- She's a liar.
- Excuse me? Whatever.
- Gus! - What did you call her? Because if it's what I think it is, I want to meet the aliens that took away the Clay I know.
The Clay who loves his aunt, respects her and is grateful for everything she's done for him.
She lies, Mrs.
Rodriguez- about Ham and about my mom.
- What about your mom? - I know what happened.
Why Aunt Grace didn't babysit me the day before the bombing.
- A kid at school told me.
- Well, that kid wasn't there, Clay.
And I never want to hear you talk about Grace that way again.
- Gus! - Gus-man! Have you seen a dog with a red leash anywhere? He's a brown and white American bulldog, about a hundred pounds.
- And he's lost? - In the park four hours ago.
- His name is Gus.
- Gus.
Okay.
Well, we'll start looking too.
- Is that okay with you? - [Panting.]
- What's your dog's name? - I call him King.
- How come his tongue's so long? - Oh, so his kisses'll last longer.
I'll say a prayer and keep an eye out for Gus.
Thank you.
Paul wiped out his savings account yesterday- almost five grand.
- That's a lot of money for a 21 -year-old kid.
- No, thanks.
Social security from his dad.
Shit.
It's 15 hours already.
You talk to Karen's coach? Yes.
Solid alibi.
Pretty upset.
He gave me the alumni list from the party.
I'm getting DMV photos on the old guy - asking Lisa to come back in for an I.
D.
- [Watch Alarm Beeping.]
Maybe that's what their fight was about.
His mom's in her first serious relationship since Dad died.
Then he finds out his girlfriend's messing around with Old Guy.
- He can't handle it.
- Gets some blow.
That's why he needs the five grand.
Maybe some of it goes to an engagement ring.
She- No, thanks.
She says no.
- Tells him why.
- Coke rage, gives her a bloody nose.
- Karen leaves, Paul follows.
- She goes over to Old Guy.
Paul shows up, kills Old Guy.
Or Paul kills Karen and Old Guy.
[Chuckles.]
And then we got two dead bodies out there and this coked-up, messed-up kid on the loose.
Or her bloody nose could've happened when he kicked in the door.
- Could've been an accident.
- Could be they're in some motel room having hot makeup sex.
- Thanks for cleaning up the kitchen.
- Yeah.
The mess I made with the milk, figured I owed you.
You lose anyone in the Murrah building? Sixteen friends.
I played basketball with a couple of guys from HUD went to church with some of them, met 'em on the job.
Yeah.
Sixteen funerals.
McVeigh.
[Chuckles.]
Nah, I never knew you were there.
What was that like? - Kind of fabulous.
[Laughs.]
- [Laughs.]
Hey, we got a hit on Paul's credit card.
Bought gas about 2:00 a.
m.
In Shawnee.
Bobby's headed out there to get the tape.
All right.
At least we know he was alive at 2:00 a.
m.
And in Shawnee.
- Shit.
What could be in Shawnee? - Lake- - [Together.]
Woods.
- Woods.
- Hmm? - Gus is lost.
He broke away from me when I was taking him on his walk this morning.
- That was four hours ago.
- We've been looking for him.
- Gus is missing.
- Go, Grace.
We got-We got the case.
- Where were you when he ran away? - In the park.
- I'm sorry, Aunt Grace.
- Which way did he run? East or west? - Toward May Avenue.
- Do you want us to go with you? No! Just take him home, goddamn it! Gus! Gus-man! No.
The BOLO stays in effect.
That's correct.
An American bulldog- Gus.
I don't care.
Thank you.
Damn cat lovers.
- Okay, what do we got? - Public is starting to respond.
Off-duty fireman saw a green Volkswagen with a silver stripe speeding down Western at 10:00 p.
m.
, I.
D.
'd Karen Smith as the driver.
- So she was alive when she left Paul's house.
- I'll call Grace, let her know.
The question is, did Paul follow her? Any blood at her house? No.
Wouldn't even know she lived there.
Brother says she stayed with Paul most of the time.
Nah, I don't think so, man.
I didn't see any women's clothes, bathroom stuff.
- So where did she live? - We got video.
[Bobby.]
That's Paul Shapiro, 2:13 a.
m.
- I can't see anybody else inside.
- What about the trunk? - Any of the donors from the party live in Shawnee? - No.
- You check with his mom? - She said she didn't have a clue why Paul would go to Shawnee.
Mom have any clue why Paul would need five grand in cash? Maybe he needed to score some coke.
Kingson had a check on him for a hundred bucks from Paul dated six days ago.
That could buy him a sweet gram of coke.
Old dealer dead, new one lives in Shawnee.
Paul needed a big buy-in.
I like that better than he went there to bury Karen's body.
Bring the brother back in, please.
I want to know exactly where this girl lives.
And check with Dope.
I want to know who's selling cocaine in Shawnee.
Mrs.
Huffman? You seen Gus? - What's wrong, honey? - Gus is lost.
Will you keep an eye out? If you see him, call me, okay? - Do I have your number? - Yes, Mrs.
Huffman, you have my number.
But take this.
- Oh, I hope you find him, dear.
- Thanks.
This some kind of punishment? - What? - For breaking up Ham's marriage.
God doesn't work that way, Grace.
Why would God want to hurt you? You're the one put chickens in my living room this morning.
Here.
Let me give you a hand.
Any way you could ask for a favor? Please, Earl.
You're the one gotta ask.
[Cell Phone Rings.]
- Yeah? - Hey, Butch had a hunch.
- Tell me.
- Well, he sat on Karen's brother.
Followed him back to a brand-new riverfront condo about a block away from the boathouse.
Old Guy lives there? No.
Karen does.
She wasn't home, but Butch is bringing her brother back in.
- Grace? - Yeah? Gus is out there.
He wants to come home.
- All right? You're gonna find him.
- Thanks.
Keep me posted.
Okay.
I should've told you, Grace.
- Why didn't you? - I was hoping we could find him.
Perry put out a BOLO on him! The whole department is looking for Gus! That could've happened five hours ago! Shit, Rhetta! - What the hell were you thinking? - Okay, stop.
Stop walking! - Stop! Grace! - Gus! You know why I didn't tell you? I was afraid.
With everything going on with this case and these people who are apparently very important to you even though I've never heard of them before I was afraid that it was too much for you.
I was praying that we would find Gus before you knew he was missing.
I'd rather have 50 cops be on the lookout! You know? Shit, Rhetta! You want my help or not? I could use a little shoulder action.
[Shuddering Sigh.]
Today really sucks.
Karen is missing and injured, and you lie to us about where she lives? What the hell are you doing, Eric? You don't love your sister? How does Karen afford that condo? She goes to school, and she rows.
Doesn't have time for a job.
And you've got 389 bucks in the bank? - You know him? - No.
- How about him? - No.
Well, your sister knows one of'em.
Maybe she's crying in his arms.
Maybe they're both dead.
Problem is we don't know, 'cause you won't stop with the bullshit.
You gonna stop with the bullshit now, Eric? I say the wrong thing Karen loses her shot at the Olympics.
If she's dead, the Olympics don't matter.
Eric, I played college football.
I know student athletics.
You study, you practice, you compete.
Look, man.
I don't care if it's money or a car or a damn riverfront condo that she got from this alumni.
We just need to find him, Eric, so we can find her.
Michael Parks.
[Stapler Clicks.]
- I was horrible to Clay.
- No, you weren't.
What I'm thinking is horrible.
He lost Gus on purpose.
- He was mad at me this morning.
- Wrong and horrible.
He's mad at you, but he didn't lose Gus on purpose.
- Say something about Ham? - Yeah, and his mom and why she was at the Murrah building the day of the bombing.
He says he knows.
- What'd you say to him? - That we've never talked about it.
Hey, Luke.
Thought they had you safely behind a desk.
- That desk can safely kiss my patootie.
- [Laughs.]
- Heard over the radio your dog is missing.
- Yeah.
- Give me some flyers.
I'll pass some around, put a few up.
- Thanks.
You got it, girl.
- [Mock Screaming.]
- [Brakes Screech.]
- Got you, sucker.
- [Siren Chirps.]
[On Loudspeaker.]
Gus Hanadarko, your mom is looking for ya.
So is Earl.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
- The dog with the long tongue-What color is he? - Brown.
- I saw him.
- Where? With this guy, this really nice guy who said that he would look for Gus.
- What'd he look like? - I've been trying to remember, and I can't.
I can't remember.
I can't remember anything about him.
- Was that Earl? - I think you met Earl.
- And I touched him, Grace! - Shit, Rhetta! You've been touched by an angel! - [Laughing.]
- [Chuckles.]
So far Dope's got nothing on their radar in Shawnee.
Michael Parks is on his way in with Butch and Bobby, but his attorney is fishing in Muskogee.
- Won't be here for a couple of hours.
- Hey, man.
- May I help you? - Is Grace here? Are you Paul Shapiro? Yeah.
- Hi, Grace.
- You had me worried, buddy.
- How you doing? - Oh, mmm, you know.
How long you been up? Couple days? I don't care if you're high.
I don't care if you got an eight ball in your pocket.
All I care about is finding Karen.
- I don't know where she is.
- Tell me what happened last night.
- We kinda had a fight.
- Kinda? Karen called 911.
You busted in your bathroom door.
How'd she get the bloody nose? It was an accident.
I love her.
But I kicked in the door, and she left.
She just left.
- Did you follow her? - No.
I was too pissed.
- [Sniffles.]
Then I felt bad, and I went over to her place.
- What time did you get there? I don't know.
Um, 10:30.
She wasn't home.
Uh, I have a key, so I just waited for her.
- How long you stay? - All night.
I fell asleep.
I woke up this afternoon, and I saw my face and Karen all over the news.
- I freaked out, and I called my mom.
- Aw, shit, Paul! Why are you lying to me? We got you on tape - You want to see the tape? Get the tape, Detective Dewey.
- Yeah.
[Door Closes.]
Your "kinda" fight- Was it about Michael Parks or your coke habit? - Are we finished? - [Butch.]
Your client doesn't leave town.
For the record, if any part of Mr.
Parks's affair with Karen Smith becomes public his official statement will be- For the past three months, Michael Parks, respected OCU married alumni paid for the condo of Karen Smith in exchange for receiving frequent sexual services.
- Something like that? - In other words Mr.
Parks was keeping a mistress, not an athlete thereby in no way putting her Olympic eligibility at risk.
- Is that clear? - So long as this is also clear.
If anything that your client has said to me tonight is not 100% true I am throwing his ass in jail.
[Door Closes.]
- I need you to talk to him.
- And say what? "Tell the truth.
" That's all he's gotta do.
- He needs a lawyer.
- If Paul didn't hurt her, he's gonna be fine.
- What if he did? - Then he's gotta come clean.
That's the only way he can help himself.
But this is about Karen right now.
We've got to find Karen.
Shit, Janice.
- You called a lawyer.
Why? - To be safe.
- From who? From me? - He's my son.
I'm gonna protect him.
- You think Paul killed Karen? - No.
Neither do I.
But he went to Shawnee.
Won't tell me why, so I gotta have a hundred cops out there searching for her.
When you didn't know about Chip for two days when you didn't know ifhe was dead or ifhe was alive hurt, thirsty, cold, scared, all you wanted was to know, right? Karen's brother deserves the same.
Now, he's lying.
It may be about something stupid, something about drugs.
But it can help us find her.
Please.
Just talk to him.
- Hired a goddamn lawyer.
- All right.
I'll sit on him until he shows up.
- Check your drawer.
- Yeah, I know- mustard and ketchup.
Uh, the other one.
- What's going on? You gotta talk to them.
- [Sniffling.]
Hey, are we in trouble here? Should I call the lawyer? Mama.
Man.
[Sighs.]
- Um- - [Beeps.]
[Door Closes.]
Benny Longhorn was right.
No surprise.
Down there in Austin, they know all about cheatin'.
After the party, Mr.
Parks went home to his wife and four kids.
The youngest swallowed some bleach, spent the rest of the night in the E.
R.
- Any word on Gus? - No.
- You want to get back out there? We got this covered.
- I want to find 'em both- Gus and Karen.
I need a smoke.
Come on, Verna.
- Verna? - Verna Jones, the first female detective in Major Crimes.
- Her ashes are in the pouch.
- Verna liked to smoke.
Grace takes her with her sometimes.
- You mean her cigarette ashes are in the pouch? - No.
Grace! Grace.
I just heard Janice talk to her lawyer.
- We gotta charge Paul or let him go.
- Let's charge him.
Kidnapping.
[Door Opens.]
You lose anyone? Couple good friends.
You? Couple people, yeah.
I got there at 9:08.
Six minutes after it happened.
I sprinted from here to the Murrah building.
I was home.
Marissa and I got in a fight.
I was late for a 9:00 a.
m.
Appointment at the credit union third floor of the Murrah building.
- Get out.
- Yeah! [Chuckles.]
It was about drapes.
Curtain rods.
She wanted to spend 300 bucks on curtain rods.
- Did you buy her those curtain rods? - Damn right.
Hey, why was Mary Frances at the Murrah building? Gettin'a social security card for Clay.
Late the first night, around midnight this cop named Rocky Porter drove over from Arkansas.
He found her-what was left of her.
[Sighs.]
Shit.
Gotta be talking deal.
That's good.
We can find Karen.
He can get help.
[Sighs.]
He said I was a fool if I let Paul talk to you.
So I told him to leave.
[Sighs.]
I don't know what to do, Grace.
You're right.
He's lyin'.
But I don't know what to do.
I've always trusted you.
Can I trust you now? [Sighs.]
I used to have dreams about you, Grace- about you finding my dad.
Do you want to know? Your dad was sitting at his desk.
Honest to God.
Full cup of coffee right in front of him.
He looked like he was asleep or in a really boring meeting.
I want to believe you wouldn't put your mother through the pain of another loss, Paul.
You know what that is? [Paul Sniffles.]
It's spray-painted on the wall of the memorial.
Read it.
[Sniffles.]
"Team 5, April 19, '95.
"We search for the truth.
"We seek justice.
"The courts require it.
"The victims cry for it.
- And God demands it!" - So do I.
So would your dad.
Why were you in Shawnee? Was Karen there? - Why? - [Sniffles.]
- Did you hurt her? - No.
- Then why was she there? - [Sighs.]
Karen found out that me and a guy bought some coke.
We were gonna partner up and sell it together.
She went insane, and she went to go meet him.
You were on your way to see him, this partner of yours? I was on my way back.
He said that Karen showed up around 11:00.
Threatened to call the cops on him if he didn't stay away from me.
Then she tore out of there.
Said she was heading home.
Means she took the 270 out.
I used my dad's money.
[Sniffling.]
[Sobbing.]
[Woman On Police Radio.]
[Police Radio Chatter.]
[Tires Squeal.]
[Cell Phone Rings.]
- Hey.
- [Butch.]
Hey.
- Paul's story hold up? - Yeah.
Guy said Paul came by about 2:00 a.
m.
For a pinch of their investment and was headed back to Karen's condo.
All right.
We got about 30 more miles to go.
[Helicopter Whirring.]
Hey, open the glove compartment.
- Why? - Just open it.
I didn't ask you to leave Darlene.
Look, Grace, I know what we are and what we're not.
Okay? Long as you're okay.
Just open it.
[Both Laughing.]
Oh, gee.
- Ham, pull over.
- Oh, the skid marks? Yeah.
And back about 20 yards- - that deer.
- [Grunts.]
- A smeared deer- Pappy's favorite.
- [Chuckles.]
Ham! - Oh! - She's inside! - This is Detective Dewey, badge number 6437.
- Karen.
Karen.
- Ham, get some water.
- We're, uh, outside Shawnee on Highway 270, about five miles.
- Ham.
- Requesting ambulance nowl Look, Karen.
You're gonna be okay.
- [Whimpers.]
- We're here.
We're getting help.
Okay? I'll go visit Karen in the hospital.
[Sighs.]
So you're sure he has to go to prison? They had a half of kilo of coke.
Yeah.
But he can turn this around, still have a life.
I'll come around more.
Kick his ass.
Help you keep him in line.
[Chuckles.]
Thank you for believing in my son.
- Been too long.
- Yeah.
It always is.
- What do you want, Earl? - Oh, same as you, Grace- to find Gus.
[Groans.]
[Crying.]
I want my dog! I don't know where he is, Grace.
[Shouting.]
I want my dog! [Sobbing Loudly.]
I want my Gussy! I want my Gussy! Where are you, Gussy? Gus? - Hey.
- Hey.
Do you know if you were missing I'd keep looking till I found you? Just like Gus.
We're gonna keep looking until we find him.
Okay.
I'm sorry about yesterday.
I'm sorry too.
It was an accident.
I don't want you to blame yourself, okay? You want to ask me something about your mom? I wrote a rap song about her.
This one's for my mama, Mary Frances Norman Passed away one sad April morning I know she watches me from above Every day I feel all her love Too many lost on that awful day Nobody's fault but Nichols and McVeigh Nobody's fault but Nichols and McVeigh Hear some kids were talking about me at school.
Were you drunk? Is that why you didn't babysit me the day before the bombing? I wasn't drunk.
I was hungover.
That was an accident too.
More like a mistake.
Are you dating Ham? No.
Ham is my partner.
He's my friend.
Hanadarko, got a couple friends of yours here.
- [Clay.]
Gusl - Hey, you! - Hey! Oh, my- - [Barks.]
She can't remember her name or where she lives, but she knew this was Gus.
Mrs.
Huffman.
- What's wrong, honey? - Nothing.
[Laughs.]
Let's get you home, okay? - [Barking.]
- [Whispers.]
Hey, you're not supposed to go poof! Oh!