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Previously on The Truth About the Harry Quebert Affair...
Oh, wow, what is this?
It's for putting dry bread in,
so you can feed the seagulls.
Tell me I'm your...
your darling Nola.
You're my darling Nola.
Crime scene photos.
What is on the first page of this goddamn manuscript?
This is not my writing.
If you didn't write this,
who the fuck did?
I can't stay here.
I can't afford this house.
We'll find us a way.
We'll find it.
It doesn't matter, we'll make it work.
We always make it work.
Don't you love me?
Yes.
That's all that matters.
Harry didn't kill that girl, I know it.
Because he's your friend?
Because there's someone out there
who doesn't want me to figure out who did.
Harry was waiting for her
at the By The Sea Motel in Room 8, okay?
He said Nola had sent him a letter
saying that she'd meet him there,
but she never showed up.
The path through the forest goes to the beach.
Someone's beating you again, aren't they?
Yes, for disappearing for a week.
That's when she told me
about her being in love with an older man.
Didn't name names,
but I was sure it was Stern.
My former chauffeur, Luther Caleb, painted it.
I have witnesses who will testify
that you two
were actually in a relationship.
The results are in, Goldman...
The handwriting isn't Harry's.
He didn't write the note on that goddamn manuscript.
I mean, that was their main piece of evidence.
Why didn't you carry out the investigation
like you should have?
That girl knew exactly what she was doing.
Nola...
Now you're a criminal.
It's the first 50 pages.
You know, it's rough, you know, it's just notes, really.
Go ahead, give us all those sordid, juicy details
about how she went down on him,
and then he forced her to go down on him again.
Where are you taking me?
Detective, wh...?
Where are they taking my husband?
What did you do? Tell me!
I have some devastating news.
I've been hacked.
Those 50 pages of notes you e-mailed me,
leaked to every major news outlet
all over the country.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Roy? You have to stop them, okay?
It's too late. By tomorrow,
this will be all anybody's talking about.
They make it sound
like Nola was sleeping with the whole town!
If it barks, it's probably a dog, okay?
Facts are just facts.
Yeah, not when they're taken out of context.
They printed my notes, Doug.
Okay, I was writing something,
something human, and... and personal,
and they made it sound...
Better?
No, I'm... No, I'm serious, man, okay?
You're my agent.
We need to do something to restore my credibility here.
Morning.
"Jenny Dawn, formerly Jenny Quinn..."
Shit.
...the current owner of Clark's Diner,
still carries a torch for Quebert...
Yeah.
An intense infatuation that's lasted 33 years
"despite his total lack of interest."
Yes. These were notes, Jenny,
and they were not meant for publication.
It's in every goddamn newspaper in the country!
I have a husband, Marcus,
family, friends.
Did you ever think of that?
I'm... Jenny, I'm very sorry, okay?
Sorry excuse for a friend,
I can tell you that much.
I didn't spend hours
giving you information about Sommerdale
so you could turn it into Freaktown, USA!
Ernie, Ernie, my notes...
my notes were leaked, okay?
I swear to God, none of this...
none of this was ever supposed to end up in print!
Listen, if there's anything I can do
to make it up to you...
There is, actually.
You can find somewhere else to eat.
Hey, you got my message?
Libel schmibel,
you're gonna give yourself an ulcer, Goldman.
You should be happy.
Your dirty book's the reason
that Harry is getting released on bail.
Aren't you giving me a little too much credit?
The handwriting analysis alone would have gotten him off.
Oh, no, no, no.
That was the sundae, this is the cherry on top.
I mean, turning Nola into a gold-digging hooker,
that's genius.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, I never said that.
Was Nola Kellergan really...?
Excuse me, just a minute.
Excuse me, Mr. Roth.
Look, look, look, just stay tuned...
Was Nola Kellergan really seeing...?
Excuse me, just a minute. Just stay tuned to CNN...
Mr. Roth!
Would you wait a minute, please?
Can you wait?
I'm on the phone! Do you notice?
Right, sir. Right you are.
So within the hour, the DA is gonna come out,
and he's gonna take a huge dump in front of the public.
You don't want to miss it.
All right, now please, go ahead.
Was Nola Kellergan really seeing multiple men?
Of course she was. Yes.
Is the murder investigation
back to square one?
- Of course it is. - It is?
It is! It is...
- Mr. Roth! Mr. Roth! - Yes, ma'am.
Do you know who the killer is?
I know who the killer isn't.
Hi there.
Have a seat.
Hi.
Uh, just the scrambled eggs,
and a side of hash browns, please.
- Right away. - And some coffee.
Of course. Thank you.
Hey!
The coffee's better at Clark's,
don't you think?
Uh...
But sleaze peddlers and pedophiles' wives
can't be too choosy, can we?
Mrs. Pratt.
Maggie. Please.
Yeah.
So, they throw you out of Clark's?
What, me? No. No.
Well...
kind of.
How are you, uh, how are you holding up?
Gareth is staying at the Montburry Motel
since his release.
They informed everyone in town
there's a registered sex offender
in their midst.
Of course, by now the chief's old news.
Your tawdry exposé this morning
was just a little post-it to remind them.
Those pages were stolen, okay?
Good.
People should know what happened,
what Gareth did.
Look, you know,
maybe you shouldn't be alone right now.
Are you...
Are there friends you can turn to for support, or...?
You know what my support system is saying?
That Gareth did what he did because I couldn't satisfy him.
Hey, nobody blames you.
Of course they do.
It's always the wife's fault.
I spent 40 years of my life
with a man who lied to me for 33 of them.
So why do I still set a place for him
every night?
The big news
out of the State courthouse this morning
is that Harry Quebert,
arrested for the 1975 double murder
of Nola Kellergan and Deborah Cooper
in Sommerdale,
has been released on bail due to lack of evidence.
I'm standing on the courthouse steps
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