The Good Daughter (2026) s01e05 Episode Script

1
Did you know Kelly's pregnant?
How the hell did
I miss it again?
Sam: Did she tell you
the name of the father?
Ava: When Kelly gets it into her
head, she's not going
to tell you something,
it's locked down tight.
Everybody knows
about the wham-bam.
Charlie: Colton Alexander
was the ringleader.
It's an easy story to sell.
Kelly murdered baby Emma
to get back at Colton.
Sam:
Charlie. Charlie!
I took that bullet
so that you could get away.
That's all that mattered
to me, Charlie.
He also said you were pregnant.
False alarm. Thank God.
You know I can't talk to Sam.
I am profoundly sorry
for my awful behavior
in New York.
The more people push me
to talk to them,
the less I want to talk to them.
Sam: Who is M. Pointer?
And why is Zack Culpepper
sending him threats
from death row?
[suspenseful theme playing]
Dad, look what I got--
[gasping]
[birds chirping]
[monitor beeping steadily]
Sam:
It
hurts.
E-everything hurts.
[Sam crying]
Charlie:
I know, Sam.
They're gonna fix you,
I promise.
Where'sMama?
She-- She's gone.
[voice breaking]
Zack Culpepper killed her.
[melancholy theme playing]
Char-Charlie. Charlie.
I'm right here, Sam.
Where's Mama?
Charlie:
I'm sorry.
Sammy, I'm so sorry.
[Sam sobbing]
Where's
Where's Mama?
[dog whines softly]
[chuckling]
Hey.
Hi, my handsome prince.
Ben: I know you said
you needed space,
but Barky wanted to see you, so.
Harold didn't show
for breakfast.
There's some really good-looking
raccoons in the Greens' yard.
I'm scared he found a throuple.
I saw his car on the street.
He's still driving
that Ferrari, right?
[chuckles softly]
Where's Sam?
She's with Kelly Wilson.
Gotta make sure Carter Grail
doesn't sink his fangs into her.
She sleep on the pullout again?
No, she went to the hotel.
We weren't
in a good spot yesterday.
Guess all my old shit
on top of this new shit
was too much.
Maybe she was just waiting
for you to ask her to stay.
No, she wanted to be alone.
Haven't heard her cry
like that in a long time.
It's just happening so fast,
you know?
Dad's only been dead
for 16 hours.
Ben [sighing]:
Well
He told us what he wanted
after the last heart attack.
Put him in the ground next day.
Don't let him linger.
I know you loved him.
He loved you back
with his whole heart.
What was left of it anyway.
[chuckles softly]
Lenore sent over
the order of service.
You and Sam will have time
with him alone
before everybody gets there.
He's requested an open bar.
Way to go, Rusty.
Found a way to make me glad
Sam's here.
She can help with the bill.
Well, he already paid
for everything.
I know what each of those words
means individually,
but I've never heard them
in the same sentence.
He wants a cocktail party.
Pigs in a blanket.
Hard liquor. His favorite music.
No pastor, no prayers.
He's asked Lenore
-to read 16 poems
-[laughs]
and quote some lines
from Star Trek,
and tell everybody there that
Rusty Quinn was the most
handsome man she ever knew.
Is she going to do it?
Nobody can say no to your dad.
He never did learn
how to use "last word."
[melancholy theme playing]
I should get ready, 'cause
Lenore's gonna
pick me up in an hour.
[sniffling]
Thanks, Ben, for the
I'll see you there.
[melancholy theme continues]
[keys jingling]
Sam:
Thank you.
Hi, Kelly.
[lock clicks]
Ma'am, I'm really sorry
about your daddy.
There's women here just bawling,
they loved him so much.
Thank you, Kelly.
Uh, let's--
Let's talk about what's next.
I'm going to be speaking
with a lawyer
out of my Atlanta office
later today.
Uh, she's an expert
in your type of case.
But I'm not going anywhere.
I'll be working closely with her
to see this through.
That's what my father
would have wanted.
-It's what I want.
-Yes, ma'am.
If that's what you want.
It needs to be your choice.
Kelly, your father's going
to try to pressure you
to change lawyers.
That would be a very bad idea.
Yes, ma'am.
My mama
done told me that
that you was the best one
for me.
H-how are things at home
with your father?
Does he treat you okay?
I don't know
what I done to cross him,
but he acts like I ain't
even there most of the time.
What about your teachers?
I know you like Mr. Huckabee.
You ever seen him
outside of school?
I seen him at the grocery store,
and that was weird.
Do you know a boy
named Colton Alexander?
Well, everybody loves him
because he played football.
Have you ever been
alone with him?
No, ma'am.
Not alone.
He's Emma's older brother.
You know that, right?
Well, I guess that makes sense,
on account of they got
the same last name.
Kelly, what you told me in
the courtroom about the baby
Does anyone else know?
Good. Let's keep it that way
for as long as we can.
Will you tell me
who the father is?
The shooting at the school
I don't think it was your idea.
I think the father of your baby
put an idea in your head.
He wanted you to take
that gun to school.
Kelly, do you know that
a lot of school shooters
are killed by the police?
And I know this sounds awful,
but
I think the father of your baby
thought the police
might shoot you.
Could that have been his plan?
For you to be killed?
And then he wouldn't
get into trouble.
You don't have
to protect him, Kelly.
If he cared about you
and your baby,
he would have
already come forward.
I think he wanted you both gone,
for those deputies to kill you.
-Kelly.
-I know what he wanted.
You shut up.
Just shut your damn mouth.
Ain't nobody gonna kill my baby.
You hear me?
-I hear you.
-You hear?
I hear you.
[Freya Ridings'
"Wicker Woman" playing]
You took the air
Out of my lungs ♪
Whispered "You're weak"
But you were wrong ♪
Like you could rip
The roots from me ♪
And I'd just crawl silently ♪
From this land by your hand ♪
I'm a wicker woman
Put a lighter in my chest ♪
Thought I wouldn't do it
I meant every word I said ♪
Ooh, don't test me now
I'm burning up ♪
I found the fire
That I've always needed ♪
Say you love me now
Too late ♪
Somehow I found the fire
That I've always needed ♪
I'm a wicker woman
With a ♪
I'm a wicker woman
With a ♪
I'm a wicker woman
With a lighter in my chest ♪
[car door closes]
Jimmy Jack:
Cleaned up good, doll.
[Jimmy Jack chuckles]
[exclaims]
Never thought the old fuck
would beat me to it.
I told my kids to put my ashes
in a goldfish bowl
and stick me
on a shelf at the titty bar.
-Remains to be seen.
-[Jimmy Jack chuckles]
Jimmy Jack: You want my report
on the Kelly case,
or should I wait
on Her Highness?
I'm still the bitch
who signs your checks.
Jimmy Jack: Adam Humphrey,
kid Kelly had a crush on,
got shipped off to one of them
Jesus camps in Texas
where they try to scare
-the gay out of you.
-Delightful.
Jimmy Jack: Kid booked it
after the first week.
Nobody knows where he is.
Probably living on the street.
Thanks for that cheerful ending.
Rusty told me to hold off
on looking at Emma's father.
Why would he do that?
Jimmy Jack:
Douglas Pinkman came back clean.
Mason Huckabee, model citizen,
usual debts and bills.
What about
Colton Alexander?
Nobody's willing to go on record
about the wham-bam.
Little shit better hope
he don't meet me
in a dark alley one day.
That's all I got.
[blowing]
[blowing]
[Rusty chuckling]
Lenore: All right, baby,
let's get you out of the sun.
[country spiritual
playing softly]
Last time I was here
was for Mama.
At least we can drink this time.
[bottle slides, uncorks]
[sighs]
Do you want me
to go in with you?
I'm okay.
[sighs]
[sighing]
Man [softly]: Kind of an unusual
request for a reception.
[door closes]
-Sam.
-[yelps]
Fuck! Charlie.
Lucky break.
You've been dressed for
a funeral since you got here.
Let's get this over with.
[door closes]
Charlie: Why'd he pick
this hideous coffin?
Sam:
It's a casket.
Coffins are usually six sided
and tapered
to conform
to the shape of the body.
Tell me more about coffins, Sam.
They have removable lids
instead of hinges.
They usually don't have rails.
And they're typically
made of wood
to look more like furniture.
Okay.
Jesus Christ, he looks
like an elderly sex worker.
Sam: The pores of the skin
don't absorb
-any of the make-up.
-No. He promised me
that he was gonna look handsome.
I don't want anyone
seeing him like this.
Charlie.
Just help me close
this stupid thing.
Charlie, you're gonna break it
if you pull it like that.
Goddamn it, Sam, just help me.
There's gotta be
a safety mechanism here.
Oh, you mean so it doesn't
slam shut and kill him?
-Sam: Okay, I got it.
-Fuck.
All right, I got it, I got it.
You can let go.
You can let go.
Just let go, let go, let go!
[mechanism whirring]
[sighs]
What were his last words?
I don't remember exactly. Uh--
He told me about
a photograph of Gamma.
Yeah, on his desk.
We talked about that yesterday.
No. It was a different one
at the farmhouse.
He took it on their first date,
and he wanted us
to find it together.
He knows I don't
go into the house.
Well, he said you'd know
where to look.
How would I know where to look?
I don't know, Charlie,
it's all I remember.
Then he started coughing
and I went to get some water.
You remember every goddamn thing
I don't want you to remember.
And you can't remember
his last words.
Charlotte, you have been trying
to pick a fight with me
since I arrived.
Samantha, go fuck yourself.
-You go fuck yourself.
-Oh, great.
Ten years later, we're picking
up right where we left off.
No, it's where you left it off.
What the hell do
you want from me?
You, Sam. I wanted you.
I needed you.
And you grabbed the first chance
you had
to cut me out of your life.
Don't you dare
put the blame on me.
You told me to stay away.
Since when do you
ever listen to me?
I've been telling you
to go home since you got here.
And all you've been doing
is picking at me about Ben
-and picking at me about Huck.
-Stop it.
Stop it, Charlie.
I swear to God, Charlie.
Stop it.
You were supposed to be happy.
That's why I stayed away.
So you didn't have to see me.
So my brokenness
wouldn't be a reminder.
You were supposed
to have Dad and Ben and Lenore
and chickens and babies.
I can't have babies.
I can't have babies.
I miscarried in New York.
Ben doesn't know.
Neither did you,
I guess so
Hey, Sam.
I miscarried in New York.
The second time was in
the bathroom of the courthouse.
And the third time
Third time?
[sighs]
After that, Ben said
we had to stop trying.
But then two years ago, I forgot
to take my birth control.
And then I stopped
taking it on purpose.
Charlie.
We made it to six months.
We were going
to name her Harriet.
After Gamma.
You asked where my light went.
That's where it went.
Bled out of me
every time I lost a baby.
Little Bear.
I want you
out of this town.
That's what Gamma asked me
to do that night.
It's why she grabbed
the shotgun.
It's why I stayed behind
in the woods
is so you could get away.
I didn't get away.
What?
I didn't get away.
[melancholy theme playing]
Sam:
Go now. I want you to run.
Charlie, go!
[gunshot]
-Charlie: Sam.
-Culpepper: Come back here!
Get rid of her.
I'll grab the little one.
Come here, girl.
[screams]
Right there. Hold still.
[belt buckle rattles]
[Culpepper moans]
[wind whistling]
[dramatic theme playing]
Man:
Zack, get off her!
-[thud]
-[Zack groaning]
She's just a kid!
You piece of shit.
[panting]
[rustling]
[animals calling]
[dramatic theme playing]
[indistinct chatter inside]
[footsteps approaching]
Judith: It's Charlotte Quinn
from next door.
Daddy, call the police.
-Get her inside.
-Come here, sweetheart.
And turn off the lights.
[switch clicks]
[softly]
Come on.
We're gonna get you cleaned up.
[shotgun racks]
[suspenseful theme playing]
Come on. Let's go in here.
That's right.
Okay.
Charlotte, you're safe now.
Rusty:
Hey, Charlie!
[pounding on door]
-Rusty: Charlie!
-Judith: It's your daddy.
All right, hold on to me.
Hold on to me.
-[door opens]
-Come on. That's right.
Charlie. Charlotte!
Oh! My baby!
[sighs]
My treasure.
-Are you--?
-Daddy.
You all right?
Daddy.
Gamma.
I know, I know.
Sam.
-Sam is-- She's--
-We'll find--
We'll find her. We'll find her.
I'm sorry, Daddy.
Sam told me to run,
but when I looked back
It's okay, baby. It's okay.
Doesn't matter. Doesn't matter.
All that matters
is you're safe. Okay.
You all right?
-You okay?
-Daddy.
-Daddy?
-Yeah?
Zack-- He put his thing in me.
I'm sorry. Daddy.
I'm sorry, Daddy.
Sam told me to run,
but I couldn't run fast enough,
and I couldn't stop him.
I was so scared.
Ah. Now you listen to me,
Charlotte Quinn.
Whatever you did out there
was exactly
what you should have done.
You hear? It's not your fault.
I'm your daddy.
And I'm telling you,
none of this is your fault.
Maybe
You can't tell.
Promise me.
Nobody can know about this.
You can't tell anyone.
I don't want them to know.
Nobody can know.
All right. It's okay.
Okay. Charlie Bear.
Of course not.
Hey.
You know those boxes
you all brought back
from the thrift store?
I want you to take
what that bad man did to you
and I want you to pack it away
in one of those boxes.
All right,
we're going to tape it shut.
I'm going to seal it tight,
and I'm going to put it
on the shelf way up high.
I'm going to leave it there.
All right?
Until we're ready
to talk about it.
Until you're ready
to talk about it.
All right?
I don't want to talk about it.
Well, then we won't.
We won't.
Not for now.
Charlie: Dad brought it up
over the years,
but I didn't want
to talk about it.
Not with him, not with Lenore,
not with Judith.
I never even told Ben.
Or me.
I did tell you, Sam.
In the hospital.
You kept forgetting.
And then
when you could remember,
all you wanted to hear
was that I got away.
I mean,
what was I supposed to do?
Tell you you got shot
in the head for nothing.
You could have told me later.
In New York,
when you screamed at me
the pain was only bearable
because I escaped?
Your survival, your recovery
were all built
on me getting away.
You're right.
It got me through. But
I can take it now.
You don't have
to protect me anymore.
It was a long time ago.
I can still think
and talk and move and run.
Sam:
It's not a competition.
How about we settle on feeling
lucky that we both survived?
Gamma didn't believe in luck.
Well, yes, but technically,
luck is being prepared
for the occurrence
of random positive events.
-You're so much like Gamma.
-[Sam chuckles]
She made me promise
that I'd always find you.
And I let you get lost
for too long.
But I'm here, Charlie,
and I'm not going away.
[melancholy theme playing]
I'm gonna miss you, Daddy.
-Can I have the last word?
-[chuckles]
Yes.
[door opens]
[door closes]
[drumming rhythmically]
[stops abruptly]
[breathes deeply]
Bye, Dad.
That's life ♪
[Frank Sinatra's
"That's Life" playing]
That's what
All the people say ♪
You're riding high in April
Shot down in May ♪
[people chattering indistinctly]
Kenny: The entire town mourns
the loss of your father.
I hate to intrude
on the solemnity of the day,
but I want to assure you that
we will not oppose any motion
to change counsel
in the Wilson case.
Sam:
Thank you, Kenny.
Kelly isn't changing counsel.
I'll be overseeing the case
from New York
while an attorney
from my Atlanta office
handles the day to day.
Well, you might want to think
about how that'll come across.
Pikeville juries don't respond
well to outsiders.
Your judges seem to.
I'll give you a little bit of
advice from a fellow litigator.
Arrogance doesn't serve anybody
well, particularly a woman.
Kenny, I'm not arrogant.
I'm condescending.
Do you really think getting
drunk is a good idea?
I think it's what Dad
would have wanted.
Heh.
Why didn't what happened in
the woods come out in the trial?
Because I didn't want it to.
Didn't Jeremiah Coin know?
No. He was too busy
bragging about his son
murdering Daniel Culpepper.
Dad let me decide.
He didn't want to push me
to tell because he knows--
Knew.
--what happens
to victims on the stand.
What a cluster of fucks.
Sam: Is Charlie eating anything
or just drinking?
Snitches get stitches.
So do bitches.
Lenore:
She missed you.
She'll never admit it,
but she really missed you.
I missed her, too.
What are you going to do
now that Dad's gone?
I don't want to be the anchor
that holds Charlie in place.
Maybe I'll retire to Florida,
and be with my people
Bitter old white women
on fixed incomes.
Well,
this is depressing as fuck.
Everybody here hated him. Hey!
Sam: They didn't hate him.
They just didn't understand him.
He loved Shakespeare.
Star Trek.
A brilliant physicist
named Gamma
-[chuckles softly]
-Lenore: After the gamma ray.
Two amazing lawyers.
One named Charlie,
one named Sam.
Bottomless glasses of whiskey,
endless packs of cigarettes.
And you were his best friend
for over 40 years.
He loved you.
And fart jokes.
[chuckles]
God, did he love a fart joke.
Welcome to club
don't want to be here.
I heard the after party is lit.
[Guns N' Roses
"Sweet Child O' Mine" playing]
Sam:
Who are all these people?
Ben:
Rusty's clients.
The folks and the fellas.
People who really loved him.
[laughter, chatter]
-Man: Hey, Charlie.
-Hey.
-Hey.
-Hey.
Man:
Hey!
I wanna tell you how much
I appreciate your daddy.
-Oh.
-Helped me get my kid back.
Thank you.
Hey, Rusty helped me get a job.
Made my dickhead ex
pay child support.
Come on, Rhetta, she don't need
to know our business.
Oh, okay.
-Cheers.
-Thank you.
-Whoo.
-Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah. More.
Oh, more? Okay.
Man:
There you go.
Rhetta: Whoo, now that's
Rusty's daughter.
[all cheering]
To Rusty!
All:
Rusty!
How'd you squares hear about
the happenin' spot?
You bring her up to speed
on the Kelly Wilson stuff?
We're nowhere
on who the father is.
What about the asshole
who stabbed Dad?
What about him?
Did Dad tell you who did it?
If he wanted
to prosecute the fella,
Rusty would have
had the fella prosecuted.
What fella?
Was it Emma's brother, Colton?
He was mad
Rusty was representing Kelly.
[suspenseful theme playing]
No, it was Emma's father.
That's why Rusty
asked you to hold off
on looking
into Greg Alexander.
Right?
And they say
she's the smart one.
Motherfucker.
Your daddy understood
Greg Alexander's pain
and what he could drive
a man to do.
I'm gonna cheese it.
Got more ex-wives here
than makes me comfortable.
Fucking Rusty.
Forgiving his own murderer.
There is a difference between
forgiving and forgetting.
Mm. Oh, my God,
you are one
"Wax on, wax off," away
from a full
Mr. Miyagi today.
He still makes
my cooter twitch.
I stopped
being on his side.
I belittled him
in front of our friends,
bitched about him
to his sisters.
Picked on everything he did.
I just
wore him down.
He left because he
couldn't take it anymore.
I don't blame him.
It's no way to live.
[Linda Ronstadt's
"Blue Bayou" playing]
You argue
about the little things
because you don't talk
about the big things, right?
Why didn't you tell him?
It's my secret.
It belongs to me.
I mean it, Sammy. Last word.
[engine revving]
Mourner: Fucking hell,
it's the Culpeppers.
How's about we get out of here?
[mourners mumbling angrily]
Mourner:
Got no respect.
-[truck door closes]
-Get back in the truck.
-Hey, Cleet!
-Ben: Chuck.
Why don't you join the party?
-He's dead now, motherfucker.
-Charlie.
-Charlie.
-What are you gonna do?
Sam:
Let's go, Charlie.
Ben:
Stop, stop, stop.
-Charlie: Oh, yeah.
-Sam: Let's go.
Come at me,
you fucking hillbilly.
What if I could show you a video
of Kelly Wilson's confession?
Because I can.
The fuck are you talking about?
You'll get fired.
That's okay. I already quit.
What?
[recorded]
My name is Kelly Wilson.
It was me that loaded the gun.
I'm responsible
for them people
who are dead at the school.
She's obviously
reading from something.
Keith probably
made flash cards.
Kelly: I killed Baby Emma
and Mr. Pinkman.
And it was with my daddy's gun.
And that's what I did.
That's the truth.
[groans]
Electronic trespass and theft.
Both felonies.
Excellent.
Would a sophisticated hacker
leave a digital footprint?
I played it on Kenny's computer,
and I recorded it on my phone.
His password has three
exclamation points
after Go Dawgs.
[chuckles]
Did you find anything else?
You mean like
CCTV footage?
That line that Kenny spewed
about the GBI analyzing
the videos is bullshit.
He's got
this local expert witness
who will say
whatever Kenny tells him to.
Camera angle is a little weird,
but you can fill in the blanks.
[suspenseful theme playing]
[gasps]
Pink was shot first, not Emma.
-Mason was right.
-Ben: Kenny lied.
He knew people would care
more about baby Emma than Pink.
There's no way that Kelly knew
Emma was about to come
around that corner.
Kelly told me she didn't know
Colton was Emma's brother.
The only time I saw her angry
was when I asked about the baby.
And it was the first time
I thought,
she's capable
of shooting two people.
But why was she so agitated
before it started,
pacing around,
talking to herself?
Ben: She looks like she's
psyching herself up to do it.
I don't know
if that's good or bad.
Dad would have persuaded
the jury it was good.
Maybe she didn't want
to do it.
Maybe Pink startled her
and then Emma startled her.
And now two people are dead
because a person
with a gun was startled.
Sam: Rusty said criminal cases
are like an etch-a-sketch.
You gotta keep shaking them
until you get the full picture.
That's not
how an etch-a-sketch works.
[phone buzzes]
Sam:
Can we go to the farmhouse now?
I want to try to find
that photo of Gamma.
Charlie:
Uh, no fucking way.
Y'all can find
that on your own.
Sam:
This was dad's last wish.
He said you'd know
where to find it.
I haven't been inside
that shithole in years.
Charlie, please.
Oh.
Fuck.
[dramatic theme playing]
Sam: Doesn't "GOAT" mean
the greatest of all time?
Charlie:
Wasn't he?
-[Sam sighs]
-I'll get the door.
[sighs]
This higgledy
piggledy monstrosity.
Charlie: It's worse in there
than his office.
-Should we just
-Sam: Burn it all down?
Maybe seal it off
like Chernobyl.
We had a good morning, though.
Gamma was happy.
Even you were happy.
[dramatic theme playing]
[door creaking]
[suspenseful theme playing]
Did he stop using the kitchen?
He used it for storage.
Lenore kept him fed.
Any idea where the photograph
of Gamma could be?
Mmm
Fuck if I know.
It's like Dad took
a giant shit in the house
and told us to find the corn.
Ben:
Babe.
This is art.
Sam: Where did he get
such a large TV?
Don't your clients
pay their legal bills
with household electronics?
All those years I told myself
Rusty was fine.
This isn't fine.
I tried to help.
Sam: I know you did,
Little Bear, but this--
This is Dad's pain.
That's why I wake up
at 3 in the morning
and vacuum out
the kitchen cabinets.
That's not Dad's pain.
That's yours.
I'll think about that
the next time I meditate.
Well, we have to look
through all of this.
Oh, Sam. That'll take weeks.
Months, years.
It's here. I know it's here.
It's one endless pile of crap
on top of another.
LeBrons, limited edition.
Oh, no, baby, don't open those.
We can sell them for cash.
Ben:
Mm-hm. Cash pile.
[Charlie laughs]
Sam:
Charlie
Come here.
I wanna show you something.
Charlie:
Zack Culpepper.
What the fuck is this?
Sam: I found one just like it
at Rusty's office.
I asked him about it at the
hospital, and he blew me off.
Why did you let him
blow you off?
Because he died,
Charlie.
Charlie:
"You owe me"?
Sam:
That's what the other one said.
That's what they all say.
Why would Dad have anything
to do with Zachary Culpepper?
What the fuck, Rusty?
The Hulga Hopewell Trust.
M. Pointer, trustee.
Why do those names
sound familiar?
This goes back years.
Hulga Hopewell
and Manley Pointer
are from a Flannery O'Connor
short story.
"Good Country People."
This account
has nearly
2 million bucks in it.
Charlie:
Where did the money come from?
Sam: $2,000 payable
to Zack Culpepper Junior.
Signed by M. Pointer.
"The truth must dazzle gradually
or every man be blind."
Emily Dickinson.
Dad quoted the lines
to me twice.
When I first saw him
and right before he died.
Charlie:
What truth?
That he was Zack Culpepper's
fucking pen pal?
It wasn't the "truth."
It was the "gradually."
[sighs]
Why are you speaking in riddles?
Charlie, we're together,
all right.
Dad wanted us
to find all of this together.
What, like some kind
of fucked up treasure hunt?
This looks very illegal.
This looks very fucked.
[tense theme playing]
Rusty set up a grantor trust
and created a fake trustee
as a shield.
Ben:
Right.
He wanted to pay Zack Junior
two grand a month,
but he didn't want Zack Junior
to know where the money
came from or anyone else.
Zack Senior knows.
And so he sent Rusty
a note every month
to try
and intimidate him.
But he sent the note
to the trustee, not to Rusty.
Ben:
Fucking psychopath.
What if Rusty getting stabbed
had nothing to do
with the school shooting?
Ben: Do you think
Cleet Culpepper figured out
Rusty controlled the money?
Zack Junior's not smart enough
to figure out anything.
Ben: Cleet's been in and out
of prison since you left.
He's smart enough
to unwind a scam,
especially if there's
2 million bucks on the line.
Dad's office used
to be upstairs.
There might be some old records.
Okay, I'll have a look.
-Ben.
-Yeah?
If Cleet Culpepper
knows about the money,
what's he gonna do
now that Rusty's dead?
There's an old shotgun
upstairs too.
Find it.
[engine revving approaching]
[engine shuts off]
[dramatic theme playing]
Samantha.
[singer vocalizing]
[melancholy cover of
"Sweet Child O' Mine" playing]
She's got a smile
That it seems to me ♪
Reminds me
Of childhood memories ♪
Where everything ♪
Was as fresh
As the bright, blue sky ♪
Now and then
When I see her face ♪
She takes me away
To that special place ♪
And if I stared too long ♪
I'd probably break down
And cry ♪
Hmm-mmm-mmm-mmm ♪
Sweet child o' mine ♪
Hmm-mmm-mmm-mmm ♪
Sweet love of mine ♪