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Hampton County 911.
Uh, this is Alec Murdaugh of 4147 Moselle Road.
What is your emergency?
I-- I need police and an ambulance immediately.
It's my wife and my child. They've been shot badly.
-That Moselle Road in Hampton? -Yes, sir.
4147 Moselle Road!
Stay on the line with me, okay?
Help me now. They're down. It's bad.
It's real bad.
Oh, hey.
What's this?
Huh? What's this?
Oh, is this yours?
So pretty!
Bo! Oh, this thing flies!
Ho!
Here, one, two, three, four, five, and a headshot, too.
That's double. That's seven at $10 a pop.
That's a buck-forty comin' my way.
I just sighted this damn thing in, too.
-You did? -Yeah.
Well, let me look.
Damn, I'll be damned. That is strange.
Oh, you cheatin' bastard!
It's only cheatin'... if you get caught.
All right.
All right, the last one back walks.
-Oh, shit. -Come on!
Not again! Not again!
Come on! I'ma go and shoot you bastards!
Three whole Porta-Potties for 200 people.
You've got to be messin' with me.
I might as well put out buckets.
Whoa, they done messed with the bull now, huh?
- Mm. -Mm.
You go get 'em.
You know what? You best get on.
You're gonna be late for closing arguments.
I can tell time, woman.
-Not you. -Hey. Look, look, whoa, look.
-Call y'all back. -It's about Daddy.
Governor McMaster will be in the Lowcountry tomorrow
to award South Carolina's highest civilian honor,
the Order of the Palmetto,
to former 14th district solicitor
and Hampton County's own Randolph Murdaugh III.
The Murdaughs are a South Carolina legal dynasty
with roots dating back to the 1800s.
Randolph Murdaugh served two decades as solicitor for the 14th circuit.
And he is currently working
in the family's law firm with his sons, Randy and Alec.
Dating back 100 years...
Look at that handsome man on my television.
I clean up okay.
Someday, it's gonna be you gettin' that award.
You gonna throw a big party after that ceremony, too?
Let me get through this one first.
Okay.
You heard from Paul?
His truck wasn't there when I arrived this morning.
Don't think he came home last night.
Lord knows.
Oh, no.
Oh.
Hey, what, you playing chicken with trees now?
I just, uh, ran off the road a little last night.
-Were you drinking? -Is the sky blue?
You know, this boy's gone through more vehicles at 19
than I have my whole life.
You keep messin' around like that,
you're gonna win yourself another drinking ticket.
I'm gonna get some hydrogen peroxide for that cut.
Thanks, Go-Go.
Jesus Christ, dude.
-Oh, my God. - Hey, hey, hey.
You.
I'm glad you're okay.
Hey, you still want to try the new rifle later?
I took that out for a spin this morning with Bruce and John Marvin.
Oh. Thought we were breaking it in together.
Yeah, it fires like a dream. Give it a go.
Y'all know me. I'm an honest man.
What we're after, what I'm after,
to be blunt,
is money.
Oh, yeah.
One-point-one million dollars of it, specifically.
Whew!
That's some nice change there, right?
I mean, I certainly think so.
But let me ask you...
is there really a price we can put on what Mr. Alvarez has lost?
He ain't ever gonna go for a walk on the beach again.
He ain't gonna feel that sand between his toes.
He won't ever be able to...
To dance with his baby girl, Rosa,
when she finally gets married one day.
I mean, that's all gone.
It's gone forever.
Now when you or me or...
When we see a red light, we stop.
I mean, those being the rules and all.
But, I mean, that driver who worked for the defendants, well, he just--
He just up and decides, "Well, hell, those rules don't apply for me."
He runs that red light, and boom!
T-bones Mr. Alvarez, and here we are.
My daddy...
has this old saying.
"Son," he says...
"just 'cause you don't want to pay a bill
doesn't mean it ain't due."
Yeah.
Looking good, Red.
-Hi! -Oh, yeah, you know it.
Get out of the way, my friend.
Here you go. Oh, don't you...
- -Come on.
After you.
Where are we on discovery?
We're scheduling depositions as we speak.
-Who's the officer on that? Ellis? -
Who here is ready to shuck some oysters tomorrow?
Huh? Give me a show of hands, come on!
You know I ain't missing a Miss Maggie party.
Don't be giving her all the credit, though.
I'm the one writin' the checks.
- -Oh, too slow. Here you go.
So, uh, how'd closing go, Big Red?
I lined 'em up and knocked 'em dead.
Defense finished strong, though.
If I'm on that jury,
I'm thinking long and hard about your client's DUIs.
That was years ago, Randy.
And he was field-tested at the scene.
-How many are we talkin'? -Three, wasn't it?
Four.
Just got his license back not three months before the accident, too.
Any of my other cases you want to give your thoughts on?
Maybe you want to check my homework.
All I'm saying is 400,000 is a strong settlement offer,
given the circumstances.
Ain't even a third of what the assessors landed on.
I mean, we're talkin' about a man who won't ever walk again, Randy.
And last I checked, you ain't managing partner.
Leaving a case like this to the jury is a dice roll.
Bird in the hand and all.
Anyway, we will see what we see. Moving on.
Hey, little brother.
Do me a favor, bo.
Next time you want to give your thoughts on my cases,
fuckin' don't.
Uh, Alec, Mrs. Liferidge is here.
-Uh, assisted living-- - I know.
I was just offering my opinion.
You knew what you were doin'.
I could take the waist in, right?
-Hmm. -Take the hem up a smidgen.
-Let me get this. -Ooh, now you're talkin'.
But you can't possibly do all of that tonight.
Oh. Of course, I can.
Brian's got Bible study, Tony's working.
Give me something to do while I catch up on Days of Our Lives.
-Hey, Daddy. - Hey, Mama. Hey, GoGo.
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