Truth Be Told

Hello?

Hello.This is a prepaid collect call from--

California State Penitentiary.

To accept charges, press one.To review char--

Hey, baby.

Why didn't you tell me?

I didn't want you to know.

So what was your plan?

Just one dayyou'd just never show up again?

Have some chaplain come into my cell,who I don't know,

to tell me the news?

I didn't think... I didn't want--

Mom.

I used to do this when you first came homefrom the hospital--

listen to you breathe.

Time's up, Cave. Let's go.

So what kind of cancer?

How long did they say?

Don't worry about that. Just don't worry.

I... I gotta go.

I love you too.

Nobody gives a fuck your mama got cancer.

Hey.

If I host this dinnerfor your new colleagues, razzle-dazzle...

Razzle-dazzle.-Do all that Georgetown Poppy stuff.

That's right.

I can eliminate a week on the Vineyardwith your snotty-ass mother.

Wait, now,I didn't say anything like that.

Well, that was my interpretation.I thought we were horse trading.

You're going to extort me so that youdon't have to spend time with my mother?

The grand duchess has never liked me,and you know it.

And now that I've dragged her baby boyall the way across the country,

she'll be waiting to skin me alive.

That's not true.-Yes, it is and you know it.

Here we go.

Can I speak to you for a moment?

Can I help you?

Ms. Parnell, I'm Owen Cave.

You've spoken to my ex-wifeand my son, Warren.

Menlo Park.

Long way from home.

Are you here as an officer or as a father?

I'm here to give your wife the opportunityto do the right thing.

That's the point of my work.

Ms. Parnell, you're digging intoa painful period for a lot of people.

Some of us still haven't healed.

I heard your podcast.

I just don't understand why you wannaopen all that up again in such a...

public fashion.

Because I think there's a good chanceyour son is innocent.

You know, for years after the trial...

I actually dreamedthat I found another clue,

some new piece of evidencethat would point me away from Warren.

And I would've loved to have discovered

that I made the biggest mistakeof my career in that investigation.

But that was a fantasy that I had to stopallowing myself to indulge in.

I had to move on.

All of us did.

Now, I'm asking you, as a father,not as a uniform, to stop.

Please.

I can't do that.

What if I'm right?

What if you did make a mistake?

My son deserves to be in prison.

And you're gonna come to the sameconclusion because it's the truth.

Now that just turned usfrom the new people in the neighborhood

to the black people in the neighborhood.

Now, Owen doesn't like me digging.

Now. One at a time. Owen, Lanie--

She called me back, by the way.She left a very clear message.

"Fuck you." And if we keep bothering her,she'll file a restraining order.

I'm gonna ask Markus to look into--

Markus?

As in "used to make your knees go weak,

drive by his housein the middle of the night" Markus?

That's interesting.-That was 20 years ago.

When we first met, we bonded overbeing the new girls in the boys' club.

Do you remember the other thingthat brought us together?

Louisiana roots.That crappy, no-hot-water apartment.

Bulletproof Chinese foodfrom that janky restaurant on the corner.

Broken hearts.

We met post-Markus.

I was there for the oil spillthat was you.

Tread lightly.

Okay.-Okay.

Lanie's aunt.

Susan Carver.

She was at the trial every day,

and in these photos,she looks particularly close to the twins.

Her social mediais filled with pics of them as kids.

Schoolteacher, no kids of her own.

You know who never gave a statement?

Josie? Really?

Her mom said she was too fragile, andthe cops said they had enough information.

Yes?

Are the rumors trueabout why you left the OPD?

Are the rumors true why you ran awayfrom the West Coast all those years ago?

Tou-motherfucking-ché.

What you need, Pop?

My new series...

Yeah, about Warren Cave. I listened.

Are you familiar with his father, Owen?

Chief of Police, Menlo Park.

So you did listen.

Well he gave me the full-court presstoday, trying to get me to back off.

I wanna know why he doesn'twant me digging into his son's case.

Well, you stay putting your foot in it.

Are you in or not?

So this mean we back together again?

Working together.

Yeah, right. That's what they all say.

Then all of a sudden, it's "Markus.Markus, please. Markus, please.

I need some more of your time."

Why are you terrible?

Anything else?

One more thing. No, two.

Hit me.

Chuck's sister-in-law, Susan Carver.

I've been trying to reach herand one of the daughters, Lanie Buhrman.

Both are in South Bay,both are stonewalling me,

and I need one or the otherto help me find the missing twin.

Look, I need to talk to anybody thatmight have information to clear Warren.

What do you think?-I will help you out.

You know, it might be nice for meto flex that muscle again.

But I gotta warn you, baby, I ain't cheap.

What are you doing here?

You don't look so good.

All right, put that out.

What do you want, Lanie?

A reporter came to see me last week.

Did you point her in my direction?

She thinks that your son is innocent.

So do I.

The state didn't.

Well, the state's gottena lot of things wrong, haven't they?

Like your mental health.

You think all the secrets came outduring the trial?

Thought so.

Are you here to threaten me?It's not gonna work.

It's cute that you believe that.

Good for you.

When you're a kid and your parent dies,

it feels like everythingthat was once solid shatters.

The ground becomes quicksand.

You experiencethe constant sensation of falling.

I know that feeling well.

I was nine when I lost my mother.

But what I don't know is how it feels

when your parent diesin a horrifically violent manner.

Chuck! Chuck! Oh, my God!

The young womenat the center of this story do know.

Oh, my God!

According to police testimonyand the prosecution,

Chuck's daughters awaken the morningafter Halloween to their mother's screams.

Josie. Josie, get up. Josie, get up.-What?

Oh, no!

Daddy!

He's dead, he's dead.

Oh, no! Oh, my God.

He's dead!

Mom?

My husband!

A knife. I don't know.-No!

Come on, go upstairs. No, no, no.-Please, don't-- No!

Despite the old detective adagethat the first place to look

when someone gets killed in the homeis the family...

Erin Buhrman and her daughterswere quickly ruled out as suspects.

Why?

Lanie testified on the record.

Josie did not.

And she never attended the trial.Not once.

Not even the daythe guilty verdict was read.

In fact,the last time anyone saw Josie Buhrman

was at her high school graduation.

Why is Josie hiding?

Try Lanie again, then Susan, then Lanie.

We'll tag-team till one of them talks.

We've gotta find Josie.

I don't understand why youputting them on blast like that.

Do you even know what I do,what I've done for the past 20 years?

You get in people's business.

Stop.

I'm serious. If that twin is hiding,it's because she doesn't wanna be found.

How you gonna force somebody to talkabout the worst shit in their lives?

Twelve dollars for some cherries?What the fuck?

Look, the girl is hiding for a reason.That's all we're saying.

Then I want her to tell me about it.

Why?

What if someone came to you and asked youhow you felt when your mother died?

See, that's what I'm talking about.

See, I was with youuntil you brought up Mama.

You doing an awful lot for this white boy.

I think he's innocent.

So what? He's AB, Poppy.If Daddy finds out about that--

Daddy find out about what?

Nothing.-Nothing.

I don't know, Lanie. Maybe we talk to her.

Yeah, we can't do that.

I watch these news programsand I see the documentaries and the books,

and they make pain romantic.