Mare of Easttown

Today is Saturday!

And what's special about today?

It's my birthday!

You know, there are things from that night.

I walked around the whole house and you weren't anywhere.

Where'd you go, Dylan?

You should probably leave.

I was with Erin the night she was killed.

Why didn't you go to the police?

I have a previous accusation,

then I have her bike in my trunk.

-Did you...? -If I said no,

would you believe me?

What are you reading for? Bring it over here.

It was a blue work van. And before we could do anything,

his hands were on my neck.

Is that your Ford cargo van?

Yeah. You still haven't told me what this is about.

People are here. He wasn't expecting them.

Where's that doctor?

He's talking to the nurse.

Wish he'd come back. They never tell you anything.

-And Drew needs to eat? He's fine.

Ah, he's okay. He's sleepy.

He had a big lunch. Yeah.

Mom... -Hey.

Hey. There you are. There you are.

-You scared the crap out of me. -Hey, Mom.

See, I told you Gran would be all right.

-You're gonna be okay. -Say, "Hi, Gran."

Hi, Gran.

Okay. You just go back to sleep, okay?

Okay?

You'll be okay.

A very emotional scene earlier today

as Katie Bailey returned to the home she disappeared from

just over a year ago.

Katie was reunited with her daughter for the first time

since being rescued from the house of Wayne Potts.

I'm just so grateful right now

to have Katie back home with me.

Police say they still have a lot to unpack

as to exactly what happened inside that attic,

and if this case had anything to do

with the murder of Erin McMenamin.

The Easttown Police Department

welcomes the help of the FBI in this investigation,

which will be ongoing and far-reaching.

And while this is a good day for many,

let us not forget that we lost one of our own.

Detective Colin Zabel was an exemplary detective.

A son. A friend. A protector.

All right, lift it up!

I already told you everything that happened.

I dropped Erin off at Brandywine Park.

And then I drove back to the rectory.

And why do you think we brought you in here?

Father Dan came in this morning distraught.

He said you were with Erin the night she was murdered.

Is that your car there?

We found Erin's bike.

Did you toss her bike into the river, Deacon?

Yes.

Yes.

But I didn't kill her. I didn't.

Hmm.

What happened to your face?

I fell.

I don't believe a word that comes outta your mouth.

Right now, you're being placed under arrest

for tampering with evidence.

I'm gonna need you to stand up, put your hands behind your back.

Excuse us. Excuse us.

Just-- just--

Wait, what? Mm-hmm.

John's sleeping with Sandra again?

Yes.

Bitch. Oh, my God.

When'd you find out?

Ryan saw John with her.

Poor thing had been holding that secret inside for months.

Must have been killing him.

Oh, God.

Jesus. I'm ju--

Oh, Lor, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. That's...

The last time John had an affair, I could feel it.

Late nights at work,

the way he would sneak out of the room to answer a call.

But this time, nothing. I was totally blindsided.

-You know, you're gonna have to be tough this time, Lor. -I know.

He's-- you know, he's gonna turn on the charm,

-and he's gonna tell you... - I know.

-...that he'll change. I know!

I know. I know! But I still love him.

You can't just turn the switch off, right?

That's the shitty thing.

I mean, the father of my kids.

Where's he at now?

He's at his father's with Billy.

Good. Asshole.

Go ahead and bring it down, Pop.

You okay, Pop?

Yeah, I'm fine. Keep going.

You're breathing like you just ran a marathon.

Here. Set it down. Set it down.

You all right?

You gonna tell me what happened this time?

Lor thinks I had an affair.

She thinks you had an affair?

Or you had an affair?

Jesus Christ! Do the kids know?

Ryan does.

We told Moira I was going away for a little while.

This isn't exactly how I, uh,

imagined my retirement, boarding with my two grown sons.

I know, Pop. I know. I'm sorry.

Hey. Come up here and help me get this mattress

in the bedroom, please?

Get it in yourself.

What the hell's the matter with you?

Nothing's the matter with me. You made a mess of your life

'cause you couldn't keep your dick in your fucking pants.

Now, you clean it up.

Bill. No! No.

No, I'm holding him accountable, Pop.

Someone needs to for once in his goddamn life.

I don't know what's going on with him.

He's drinking too much, Pop.

I'll talk to him.

Everything'll be fine.

A friend. A protector,

who dedicated his life to saving others.

I ask, that you keep Detective Zabel's family

in your prayers.

Now I'll take any questions.

Since Chief Carter's press conference,

the Easttown Police Department has created a memorial fund

to honor fallen detective Colin Zabel.

Hi.

Mrs. Zabel.

I just, um...

wanted to come here and say how sorry I am...

about Colin.

I want you to know he was a wonderful detective.

And he-- he saved my life.

How dare you come to my house.

Who the hell do you think you are?

Huh?

You think you can just go through life,

do whatever the hell you want...

not have any consequences?

If my son had not followed you to that house,

he would still be alive.

Don't you ever come here again.

Mare?

Mom. -How'd it go?

The two cases aren't related, Mare.

Wayne Potts didn't kill Erin.

He was in Altoona

visiting his mother that weekend.

FBI confirmed it through toll records

and debit receipts.

Left Friday, didn't return till Sunday night.

Hmm. How long until you alert the public?

I figure I got about a week

before I have to announce it.

Why're you telling me all this, Chief?

I don't work for you anymore.

I let Hauser go this morning.

Tomorrow morning, you take the case back.

Unless you wanna keep staying at home with your mom

and scratching your ass.

Thanks for sticking with me.

One more thing.

Lift it up! I'm trying, Mom.

-This hurts, for chrissakes. All right, one more.

Oh, don't be such a big baby. Get it up there.

-Get it up. Leave it, leave it. - Oh, God.

Did you just fart? Was that a fart, Mom?

-Ow. -It was my shoe!

I got new shoes! They sound like I'm farting.

Yeah. Mm-hmm. Jesus.

Oh, who the blazes is this?

Quiet.

Oh, look who's here! I'm coming. I'm coming.

Richard, come on in!

Hi, Helen. I hope you don't mind.

Oh, not at all. She okay?

Oh, yeah, she's fine. She just whines a lot.

You know, you didn't have to bring anything.

Hey, Mare! You got a visitor.

Hi.

Hi.

I brought you a gift basket. Um...

Rolling Rock, of course.

Hoagies from La Spada's. Cheesesteaks from Coco's.

Are those cold?

Hell, yeah.

Jesus Christ, Mare.