[alert buzzes]
-[John B] My old man used to tell me… -[camera clicks]
…it's best to never say you've hit rock bottom.
[alert buzzes]
"Trust me," he said…
"You can always go lower."
"And the thing about hell
is there's always another one below."
[alert buzzes]
[gavel striking]
John Booker Routledge, pursuant to the North Carolina statute section 14,
you are charged with murder in the first degree
with aggravated circumstances.
If convicted, the maximum sentence would be the death penalty.
-[gavel strikes] -[people clamoring]
-Your Honor, he's 17. -Stop.
[judge] Quiet.
-He's 17! Are you kidding me? -[Pope] You're good.
-[judge] Bailiff! -Hey, John B, we're gonna figure it out.
John B! John B!
-John B! No! -[Kie] Sarah!
-[Pope] Sarah! -[Kie] Stop! Don't touch her!
Let's go, Sarah. Let's get out of here.
[man] Everybody out. Let's go.
-[woman] Justice is served. -[man] He had it coming.
Is this a joke? Like, are we in hell or…?
-I should have never come home. -They're gonna kill him, guys. I know it.
[Hugh] Sorry for what you and your family have gone through.
Thank God the system works.
Can you please shut up? Of course you think the system worked
because it was made to protect you and people like you.
He'll have his day in court. A jury will decide.
He shouldn't even be in court! You should, 'cause you're a murderer.
You have a lot of nerve showing up to court.
I know you're upset. I understand you're upset, okay?
-Upset? -I know he's got you fooled.
-He's got you all fooled. -No, I'm not just upset!
[indistinct yelling]
Show some respect!
-Muzzle your goddamned dog! -Get off her!
Why don't you take the Kooks down for a change?
You wanna get arrested? Get out! You need to go.
-This is bullshit. -Come on. Look, it's not worth it.
Sorry, you shouldn't be going through this.
-Thank you. -Have a good night.
[Shoupe] Get out of here.
It's not a coincidence that your daughter's sitting with us.
-[Plumb] Keep going. Nothing to see. -[Shoupe] Party's over.
[Plumb] Show's over, folks. Keep it moving. Let's go.
-[Shoupe] Let's go, folks. Let's get home. -[Plumb] Get home.
[reporter] Local teenager John Booker Routledge
has been charged with first-degree murder
in the shooting death of beloved Kildare County Sheriff Susan Peterkin.
Routledge evaded law enforcement during the recent storm
and was presumed to be dead at sea,
but after witnesses saw him back on the island,
authorities moved quickly to apprehend him.
If convicted, he faces the death penalty.
-[instrumental rock music playing] -[alert buzzes]
[John B] We were out in the marsh and came across a sunken Grady-White…
with stacks and stacks of gold bars.
And Lana told me that my father…
my father had died,
stranded,
alone.
[dramatic music playing]
-[thunder crashing] -[weeping, sniffling]
I'm gonna testify under oath. I was there.
I just need to get a hold of my sister.
-Sister? -[Sarah] Kie, do you have your phone?
Wheezie is the only other person that knows Rafe wasn't home that day.
-Wheezie? -[Sarah] I don't know what else to do.
I got us into this mess. I'm gonna do my best to get us out.
[scoffs] Wheezie? Yeah, that will work.
Well, she's right about one thing. We gotta do something.
Our boy is a PO-dub right now, okay?
He's held captive by the enemy right now, maybe even scheduled for execution.
-Are we just gonna sit here? -What's the plan? We kidnap Shoupe?
Maybe, like, that's not the worst idea actually.
-Oh, it's not? -No!
That is actually the worst idea I've ever heard.
-It's pretty bad. -You know? Please, just stay out of this.
Okay, Pope, look, we've been doing everything your way,
and how has that been working out?
Okay, okay, so what's your plan?
You gonna storm a jail, guns a-blazing?
Look, Pope, all I'm trying to get you to understand
is they got our boy.
Are we just gonna sit here and do nothing? No! We're gonna go get his ass.
We're gonna do something about it!
JJ, we're not storming a jail. It's not happening.
No, fine, man. Sit in your comfy chair. Do nothing.
I'm gonna see what I can do.
Make something happen, even if I have to do it by myself.
Okay.
[thunder crashes]
-Should we be worried? -Yes, for sure.
Look, I'm gonna hit my parents, and I'm gonna see if I can get money for a lawyer.
John B has a public defender. He doesn't need that now.
Are you crazy? Justice costs money.
You're right.
So I'm gonna dig in hard into anything I can find out about this key,
because that tape Limbrey has, that's exculpatory evidence.
That can exonerate John B.
Yeah, we gotta try.
[soft guitar music playing]
We'll talk about it later.
Okay?
[Rose] That little jerk called you a murderer in front of the entire island.
-Here, baby. -[sighs] I know, Rose.
It's just gonna get worse.
With John B and Sarah both testifying against us and Gavin missing…
There was nothing I could do about Gavin, all right?
-I told you. He came at me. -Hey, I know. Baby, I know.
Ward, I'm… I'm talking about how it looks.
It seems like there's a pattern.
-Hmm. -If Shoupe believes John B's story--
-No, he won't. He won't. -What if he does?
If he does, look around.
All of this, everything… goes away.
-I know that, Rose. -It's gone.
-You think I don't know that? -We have to do something!
-What? -No.
No. Talk to Shoupe.
-I talked to him. -Ward, talk to him again.
-He's not gonna do anything else for us. -There has to be somebody--
There's not.
There has to be somebody that can help us, Ward. Think.
There might be someone, but it's a long shot.
[dramatic music playing]
[sirens blaring in distance]
[sighs]
Half before. Half after.
Make it look like we talked about, okay? That… that part is important.
It needs to look like…
[sighs]
It's gotta show that he abandoned her.
Like suicide.
Yeah, I understand.
So, you got a guy?
Okay then.
Tonight.
Look, Terry, I know this isn't easy. This is hard for me too. It's…
But this bastard killed Susan.
I was there.
I tried to save her on the tarmac.
She was bleeding out.
So, he's gonna get the death penalty anyway, you know.
I just feel like I need you to understand
what you're doing for me and for my family.
You're helping me get my daughter back.
Why do you do this shit to me, Pope? Hmm? I mean, what did I do to you?
Look, I'm just trying to do what's right and save my friend.
Unfortunately, our relationship is collateral damage.
Oh, I'm gonna collateral your head in, hmm?
-It's just a truck. -Just a truck? Lord have mercy.
You telling me you wouldn't crash a truck for your best friend?
-You wouldn't crash a truck for Donny? -I wouldn't crash shit for Donny.
[chuckles]
Yes, you would.
Dad, this Limbrey person is legit.
I believe she has evidence that can clear John B.
I'm sure of it. I heard the tape. She wants to trade the evidence
for some key that she thinks is in our family somewhere.
Hold on. She found a picture of it at an auction.
Do you recognize this?
I don't know what you done got yourself involved with, Son,
but it ain't good.
So, encouraging you should be the last thing I want to do right now.
But yes,
it looks like something my grandmother used to wear around her neck.
Mee-maw?
I remember seeing this when I was a little boy.
-Do you know where it is? -She… she used to wear it every day.
I… I don't know, Son.
This looks like the drawings she made when she started forgetting things.
You can start by checking her old apartment above the pharmacy.
[sighs]
Thank you.
-You be careful, okay? -Yes, sir.
-I love you. -[Pope] Love you too, Pop!
[soft guitar music playing]
Mom.
Dad.
Oh, thank God. [sighs] Oh my God.
Where have you been? We were up all night long. I was at a hospital.
Well, the truck broke down, and then my phone died.
And we didn't have a plug. I--
[laughs]
Well, of course. That makes complete sense.
The plug? Of course. The plug. [laughs]
Yeah.
John B's back.
Yeah, I heard that. I heard that on the news.
I heard he's arrested for murder.
Yeah, but he didn't… he didn't do it, okay? I promise. Somebody's framing him.
And he's gonna need money for a good lawyer.
[scoffs]
I can't do this with you.
Mom, this is really important.
You didn't even call me.
John B's been arrested for murder.
I mean, do you understand that? It's not all about you.
Yeah. [laughs]
That's exactly what I was thinking at four in the morning
when I was on the beach looking to see if your body had washed up.
I was definitely thinking, "This is all about me."
Jesus, honey, you treat me like shit.
You treat me like shit.
You don't even trust me.
Why should I trust you? All you do is lie to me!
When have I lied to you?
Kiara, stop it! Everything you're doing is for these boys.
-It's about the boys. -[Anna] It is always about the boys.
You're putting these boys above everything else.
[Kie] God, you are so worried
that I'm gonna sleep with a Pogue like you did!
Well, guess what? I already did.
-Let me handle this. This-- -No, no. No! No! I'm done.
I don't think you have any idea how hard we have worked to try and give you
opportunities that other kids do not have!
How many times do I have to tell you guys that I don't care about those things?
Yes, and you should!
Well, I'm sorry. I don't!
Look, I'm a Pogue, and I always will be!
-This is why I hate coming back here! -You hate coming back here?
Baby, you wanna live like a Pogue?
Let me show you what that's like.
Go live like a freaking Pogue.
Get your butt out of my house!
Nobody's stopping you!
[dramatic music playing]
-[alert buzzes] -[heavy door closes]
[guard 1] Cell check in progress.
[guard 2] On the gate.
[sighs]
[guard 2] You take R4.
I got a deal for you.
[inmate] What kind of deal?
The kind where I lose evidence,
get charges dismissed.
[guards chattering indistinctly]
What do I got to do?
["Damaged Good" by Gang of Four playing]
[tires screeching]
♪ The change will do you good ♪
♪ I always knew it would ♪
♪ Sometimes I'm thinking that I love you ♪
♪ But I know it's only lust… ♪
I'm here to see John B Routledge.
No music, and get rid of the toothpick.
I can't hear what you're saying, man, all right?
These things are on full blast.
That's what I said. I'm here to see John B Routledge.
[muffled music playing]
Wait. Music?
Oh!
I mean, I thought it was a free country and all, but, uh,
I guess you don't like freedom very much, now do you, cupcake?
[door opens]
Uh, not worth it.
Good to see you, Plumb. Nice to have something in your mouth.
-You know? -Yeah.
-Take off your hat and empty your pockets. -Yes, ma'am.
[alert buzzes]
[indistinct chattering over police radio]
[inmate] Hey! [laughs] Why don't you come in here?
[Plumb] Five minutes.
[JJ sighs]
[both laugh]
I thought it was gonna be me. [laughs]
-[John B] I did too. [chuckles] -It was you. [laughing]
Welcome to my humble abode.
Yeah, when you said you had a new apartment, I had no idea.
Yeah, it's, uh…
-It's cozy! -Yeah, you could say that.
-A little aluminum theme. -Yeah. I like to go for the cold, dark…
-Alone kinda theme. -…depressing…
Yeah, yeah.
Look, I would love to sit and chitchat, but I'm on the clock.
And I'm here for one reason only, okay?
Operation liberation, baby.
-Oh boy. Here we go. -I know. I know.
Hear me out, though. Hear me out.
Step one, piss off the cops so badly they don't see what's coming.
[sniffles] Check.
Step two, at exactly 11 p.m. this evening,
you're going to have an attack of acute appendicitis.
-Do you even know what appendicitis is? -Yeah.
Remember eighth grade? Algebra final?
-Jesus Christ. -Worked like a charm, okay?
Now, to sell it, you gotta actually look sick, though, okay?
You got some of that ghost face sunblock in here?
JJ, I'm in jail. I have… a… a block of soap.
-Right. -[John B] That's it.
-Is it white? -[hesitantly] Yes.
Perfect. That'll work. Take some of that. Rub it into your face well, okay?
You don't want that shit rubbing off when they check your vitals.
After that, run your hands under cold water for five minutes.
After that, you're ready. Showtime, baby. Stumble out and collapse, okay?
Once you're down on the ground squealing, they'll rush you to the infirmary.
There, you just gotta convince the nurse that that sucker's about to burst. Okay?
So, she's gonna take her hand,
and she's gonna put it right here, okay? Right there.
When she does that, she pushes down, don't do anything.
Just lay there.
It's when she takes her hand off that you let it rip, man.
Scream like your life depends on it, like a lobster hitting the pot,
like you're passing a kidney stone the size of a bowling ball.
I get it. I get it.
[sighs]
Then what?
They're gonna eject you to the hospital. Remember Cousin Ricky?
Cousin Ricky, the weed dealer?
-He's an EMT. -He sold us our first dime bag.
So? You can do both. Gig economy, bro.
-Jesus. [sighs] -Okay, but step three is extraction.
This is the dumbest freaking idea you've ever had.
Yeah, you're probably right, but you know what's even more dumb?
You thinking you got any other way out of this.
JJ, this is a fortress. What, you think you'll just stroll in here?
They've got barbed wire, cinder blocks, guards on every corner.
Don't. You're not the detail guy, okay?
-Leave it to the professionals. -Hey!
Time's up.
Yes, ma'am.
You gotta trust me on this one.
Nothing to lose now.
Eleven p.m. [clears throat]
-[alert buzzes] -[door unlocks]
[inmates talking indistinctly]
[Luke] Yo, elbows above your head. Man, take that thing!
-Here! Yo, yo, yo! -[inmate 1] Yo, yo!
-[inmate 2] Yeah. -[Luke] Yeah, you got it! [grunting]
[grunting] So what? What you gonna do now?
-Dad! Dad! -Let's go.
-Dad! -Let's go.
I see what you did there, Plumb.
[alert buzzes]
I just have one question before I leave. How much are you splitting with Shoupe?
[groans]
You'll be back here one day.
It's in your blood.
[phone chimes]
[Rafe] Um, I've been thinking, Dad.
[sniffles]
Um, I need to know.
Uh, this is… this is important to me, okay?
[sniffles]
-[clears throat] -What?
If it comes down to that moment,
and, um… and it's between me and Sarah, um…
And I… I… I hate to even be asking this, okay?
But you know as well as I do
that she would just rat me out as soon as she got the chance, okay? Like…
I don't know that.
One of us is gonna have to go down. That you do know, okay?
So, what I'm asking is…
who would you pick if it came down to it?
I thought I told you I don't pick between my children.
-I love you both. I love all of you. -But, Dad… Dad…
if you just had--
-I don't have to. -Okay, well, you are going to have to!
All right? You realize that.
Sarah went off with our enemy, right? Someone who tried to steal from us.
-Yeah. -And… and… and I'm… I'm here with you.
I mean, I'm helping you.
Dad… Dad, I saved… I saved your life.
-I just-- I wanna know who you'd choose. -Stop it.
[dramatic music playing]
I need you to stop it.
[chair crashing]
You just can't do it, can you? You can't do the hard thing.
-I can't do the hard thing? -No, you can't.
You can't even look at me when I'm trying to talk to you.
-I'm trying to have a real conversation! -[grunts]
[both grunting and groaning]
-[metal clanking] -[glass breaking]
[Rafe panting]
How many times did I bail you out before that, huh?
[yelling] How many?
You saved me?
Rafe, you fucked us!
All of us!
[grunts] I suck. Man up.
Man up.
-[breathing deeply] -[phone dinging]
[phone dings]
[sniffles]
[buttons clicking]
[phone dings]
[chuckles]
[ominous music playing]
-[sighs] You seen my phone? -[Rafe] What?
-Have you seen my phone? -No, I haven't seen your phone.
[sighs]
[whistles] Yo!
[JJ] Listen, man, all you gotta do is leave the ambulance running.
It's a small favor to ask, Ricky, just a small one.
It's not as much about the favor as the general stupidity of the plan.
Come on. Just leave the ambulance running, Ricky.
You gotta do this one for me, bro.
You're gonna wind up in jail, cuz.
I mean, that's gonna happen anyway, G, eventually.
Might as well be for a good cause.
[Ricky] Yeah, well, I'm not having any part of it.
You've come up with a lot of dumb ideas, but, uh, this might be the dumbest.
[JJ] I wouldn't be asking you to do this if it wasn't important,
and let me remind you, you owe me, man.
Who ran that load up to Cape Fear when your hemp came in hot?
Me, all right?
I'm sorry about your bud. I really am.
Ricky!
[Ricky] But I'm not helping you commit suicide. Sorry.
Now leave me alone. I gotta focus.
I'm working an overnight later, so if you're cool…
-No, yeah. I'm cool. -Yeah? Okay, man. See you later.
-Appreciate you. -Don't do anything stupid.
-Say hi to Stephanie for me. -[Ricky] Yeah, I will.
[upbeat reggae music playing]
[JJ] I'm sorry, Ricky. I'll make it up to you.
[upbeat funk music playing]
[suspenseful music playing]
[Pope] Come on. Where's that key?
[sighs] Damn.
[sighs]
[vehicle approaching]
[groans]
[grunting]
Ah!
[groans]
[grunts]
What the hell?
[grunts]
[dramatic music playing]
Oh, shit!
Hey, Kie, what are you doing back?
-Oh. -[pop music playing faintly]
Sorry. Uh…
What happened?
My mom snapped, and I got booted.
-Wait, what? -It's not a big deal.
I'm gonna stay here a couple days, hang out with my friends.
-[Pope] Whoa. -We have stuff to figure out.
You know, if you need a place to stay, you can always come stay with me.
Um… [clears throat] Yeah, uh… How did things go with you?
Um…
Well…
-Pops was upset. -[Kie] Upset?
[sarcastically] After you left his truck in Charleston? What for?
Uh, you know, I'm actually trying to figure that out myself.
-I can't really see any reason… -[chuckles]
…that would make him upset. But, um, I did ask him about the key,
and he said that his grandmother had something like that.
So, I went over to great-grandma's place,
and, uh…
I found…
this.
-Oh my God. -Yeah.
-Holy shit, Pope! -I know, I know, right? I know.
This is what we need to get the evidence!
I… I… I was right in the room, and it… it came out the ceiling!
Oh my God.
Look at it.
Is that writing? What is that?
-Turn the lights off. -Why?
Just do it. Trust me.
Here.
I don't see anything.
-[Pope] Right there. Don't move it. -Okay.
[dramatic music playing]
-[chuckles] -Holy shit!
-I know, right? -Holy shit!
-How did you even figure that out? -It's so freaking cool!
Wait, do it again.
"Path to the tomb begins in the island room."
"Path to the tomb begins in the island room." What does that mean?
So, I'm… I'm pretty sure that it has something to do with Denmark Tanny
and an angel.
'Cause I… I remember Lim… Limbrey saying something
about an angel and how the key led to the cross.
Pope, this is insane. You're a freaking genius.
Thank you.
[exhales deeply]
Kind of makes you wonder what the island room is.
Waiting on your call, John B.
[sighs]
Come on, buddy.
[siren chirps]
-[engine turns off] -[indistinct chattering on radio]
[officer] Hmm.
I hate when it's slow like this, you know?
Tell me about it, man.
Hey, what happened to Ricky?
He bang out?
[exhales] Something like that.
[woman on radio] One three Eddie. We got an unknown at KC Detention.
Uh, yeah, ten-four. I'll be right there. Thank you so much. Over.
Duty calls. I'll see you later, Officer. Uh, you have a good night, though, okay?
-[engine starts] -[officer] Hold up.
I got nothing to do. I'll pace you.
[sirens blares]
[engine starts]
[sirens wailing]
[Sarah] Wheezie?
Come on, Wheeze.
Is that you?
[chuckles]
Wheeze?
[ominous music playing]
Nah, not Wheezie.
-Where the hell is Wheezie? -[Rafe] Don't worry about it.
Listen-- Whoa.
It's all good. I… I just…
I just… I needed to talk to you, like, a little bit.
-Is that okay? -Don't come near me.
'Cause… 'cause what you do, Sarah, affects me, okay?
You don't… you don't think of that, do you?
You shot me, Rafe.
That's it, right? It's… it's always my fault, right?
Like, uh… you know, I… I wanna keep what's mine, that I got by my work,
and I'm the bad guy for trying to… to hold on to it?
It's not yours.
Like I'm wrong to protect what's mine, huh?
[softly] Listen to me, okay?
The cops are going to talk to you, and…
And I need to make sure the story's straight because--
You killed Peterkin.
My story's straight.
Listen, this would go so much better for you if you would--
-Who are trying to protect here? Huh? -I'm trying to do the right thing.
-You're trying to do the right thing? -I can't--
You doing the right thing-- No, you're not listening to me.
You doing the right thing is the reason that you got shot.
Because you were following John B.
John B might get the death penalty because of you!
That! That right there.
That's… that's exactly what I'm talking about, Sarah.
You know?
You've always been against me.
-No. I haven't. -[Rafe] Don't shake your head.
And you still are.
No, no, no, no.
You're not just against me. You're… you're against us.
We're your family,
and you're against us.
You know, Dad always takes your side, right?
'Cause you're gonna cry in front of him like you cried in front of me.
But you listen to me. I'm a proactive type of person, Sarah.
And we have a problem, and I gotta solve that problem tonight.
Do you understand? [yells] Do you understand?
Whoa, whoa, Sarah! Where you going, Sarah?
[dramatic music playing]
You have half an hour till gallery check.
Shut the door when you're done.
Get rid of the key.
Nothing to lose.
[sirens chirps]
[indistinct chattering over radio]
-It's straight ahead to the transfer bay. -Copy that. Thank you, sir.
[alert buzzes]
[ambulance beeping]
[engine turns off]
All right, load him up.
You gonna get your patient here?
Yeah. Right on. Yeah, I'm gonna get my patient.
[nurse] Well, come on then.
Am I gonna get my patient?
[sighs] My patient… Of course I am.
Where's Ricky?
Ricky? Uh, food poisoning.
You know, uh, Ming Dynasty off of Highway 25?
Them egg rolls, dude. Now, they'll get ya. They'll get you good.
-[sigh] -Uh, so where's the patient at?
Patient fell out. No LOC, but he's orthostatic.
Stage 4 lymphoma.
He's been in and out of chemo for the last three months.
[dramatic music playing]
Uh, is that the only patient tonight there, ma'am?
[chuckles] Why? You wanna take more than one tonight?
I mean, I would if I had to. That's what I'm trying to say. Uh…
Shit.
I was just thinking that I was called in because my patient had appendicitis.
No? Okay.
This is our only patient.
-[JJ] Right. -[nurse] Where did you say you work?
Dare County, ma'am.
I worked over there. Never seen you.
Well, that's 'cause, you know, I just moved up in the ranks so fast.
Look, I would love to sit and chat, but we gotta get moving, all right?
We gotta get our patient to the hospital.
[inmate] JJ, is that you?
He's delusional as shit.
[keys jingling]
[JJ] Um…
[scraping]
We just got different rigs up in New Bern.
Uh, that's not gonna work. I think it's…
There it is. Ah, there you go.
-[phone ringing] -[JJ] All right, um…
There you go.
All right, let's get him on up there.
-[officer straining] Let's go. -[phone ringing]
[officer] Get in there. [grunts]
So, where is your partner?
[phone continues ringing]
I told you. Egg rolls.
Who's gonna look after your patient if you're driving?
[phone continues ringing]
Well, they told me that the officer could drive.
No, he's an inmate. I gotta be in the back.
Wait, hold on, officer. You're saying that you're gonna be responsible
for me not taking care of my patient. Is that what you're telling me?
Because look at him. He's weak, feeble, and pale and shit.
And I gotta do medical stuff on him, or else we're gonna lose him, okay?
You don't want that on your hands.
This didn't happen.
-All right, let's go. -Yep.
[grunts]
[phone ringing]
Loading bay.
[nurse] No. They're actually driving out of here right now.
A lot to lose, actually.
[sighs]
[exhales]
-[grunting] -[choking]
[woman on radio] Be advised, a 10-63 in progress.
I repeat, a 10-63 in progress. Do you copy?
-[radio beeps] -Copy.
[woman] Continue with the patient onto the hospital.
-We have backup on the way. Do you copy? -[officer] I read. Ten-four.
[clears throat] Officer, everything good up there?
Officer.
-[panting] -[grunts]
No, Rafe! Stop!
-[grunts] -Rafe, Rafe, stop!
It's… it's… it's Sarah.
[hyperventilating] It's your sister. Please… please don't.
What about me? Huh?
You'd have me fry.
No!
[choking]
[screams, grunting]
[metal clanking]
[sirens wailing]
[tires screeching]
[gasping]
-You brought this on yourself. -Rafe! Rafe!
This is on you! Your decisions.
[sirens blaring]
[JJ] Come on, Kie. I need a miracle.
[phone chimes]
[grunting, breathing heavily]
-[screaming] -This is what you get, Sarah.
-This is what you get. -[Sarah screaming]
[growls]
[sirens blaring]
Shit!
[John B grunting]
[Sarah screaming]
[sirens blaring]
Shit!
[breathing heavily]
[choking]
[muffled screaming]
[dramatic music playing]
[panting]
[choking]
[muffled screaming]
[somber instrumental music playing]
[sirens blaring]
Ah!
Sarah! Sarah!
-Sarah! Are you okay? -[gasping]
Come here. Come on. Are you okay?
-[panting, coughing] -[Topper] Rafe.
[grunting]
-[groans] -Help!
[sirens blaring]
[tires screech]
[grunts]
[officer] Go! Get out of the way! Go!
Sorry! I'm so sorry.
[officer] Move! Get your car out of the road.
-[Pope] She just got her license. -[Kie] It was an accident.
[officer] Move your car now!
-[groans] -Help!
-[inmate] Guards! Guards! -[John B] Help!
[grunting, screaming]
[grunting]
[coughing]
I'll be back for you.
[indistinct chattering over radio]
[guard speaking indistinctly over PA]
-[Pope] Come on! -[Kie] Open the door! Open the door!
-[JJ] Go! Go! Go! -[Kie] Okay.
[panting] If you ever touch her again…
if you ever touch her again, I'm gonna kill you. You got that?
-You got that, Rafe? -[grunts]
[panting]
Sarah, are you okay? Can you breathe?
[gasping]
-[inmates shouting indistinctly] -[coughing]
[man over radio] All officers report to cellblock C immediately.
All officers report to cellblock C immediately.
Oh, John B.
-Hey, hey. -I didn't do this, Shoupe.
It don't matter, kid. Just breathe. Can you breathe okay? Are you injured?
[angrily] I'm fine, okay? [panting]
Look, I was attacked, okay? Somebody tried to kill me.
You understand?
Right.
We need medical support, cellblock C.
[man over radio] Copy that. Right away.
[panting]
I'm seriously not even gonna ask.
Look, I busted the wrong guy out of jail. Sue me.
What?
At least I was trying.
Why are you always doing such stupid shit?
Well, I'm gonna end up in jail anyway, so…
so why does it matter?
You okay, man?
Yeah.
Just a doozy of a day.
["The Bride and the Bachelor" by Magnolian playing]
Here. Let's just get you some of that, all right?
Hey, Topper.
Thank you.
Of course.
I know somewhere we can warm up.
I know somewhere you'll be safe, okay?
♪ You are only 17 ♪
♪ You don't know what it means ♪
We had an incident in the detention center last night.
Not sure we'll have any witnesses if we wait any longer.
This the gun the kids brought in?
Did it check out?
We got ballistics back from the lab. Matches shells from the tarmac.
And Rafe's fingerprints on the shells.
[inhales deeply] Hmm.
So we're good.
Showtime. Looks like the kids were right.
[chuckles]
[exhales]
[car door closes]
[suspenseful music playing]
[indistinct chattering over radio]
[banging on door]
-[banging on door] -[man] SBI! We have a warrant! Open up!
[thunder crashes]
[upbeat reggae music playing]