The Sinner

Whatever's going on in Mosswood,

Julian's in the thick of it.

When a boy that young kills,

it's really never just his fault.

That whole Niagara Falls story, you giving permission.

That wasn't true. You knew that that couple

wasn't coming back to Mosswood with your son.

Memorize this number.

You need anything, give me a call.

- You must be Harry. - Yeah.

Glen Fisher, heard all about you.

My advice: heavy metal and tear gas.

It worked at Waco.

I talked to the judge, and he's ordered an MHE

psychological evaluation.

So why did you give her the tea?

- Because she lied. - And what happens when you do?

You split in two.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. It's okay, it's okay.

Detective, she's not the mother.

My friend, Marin, the one who went into Mosswood.

I took your advice, and I followed up.

Look what I found. Julian, it's everywhere.

So you were the attending doctor at Julian's birth?

Not at it, I was... I was called in for the paperwork.

Dr. Poole? Oh, my God.

I need to show you something.

"Every day, I search for an escape from the labyrinth."

"Every day, the Minotaur hunts me."

"Running only gives the bull more power."

"The only way out is inward."

"I must accept that at the center of the labyrinth,

I will not face the Minotaur, but myself."

"I am the Minotaur.

I am hunting myself."

Well, he certainly sounds devoted.

Yeah.

Devoted enough to kill himself instead of talking.

I wonder if there's more out there.

More of what?

More like him.

Who's this?

It's only a dream.

It's not real. I promise you.

I can't tell what's real.

Did the test like you said.

When can I go home?

The test didn't go like we planned.

They have some more questions now.

About what?

About you.

About whether you're healthy, mentally.

Which we both know is ridiculous,

but that's what they think.

It just makes our self-defense plea

a little more difficult, but it's okay.

One minute, folks.

- I'm never going home, am I? - Yes, you are.

I'm going to get you out of here.

- Julian, look at me. - No.

There is nothing wrong with you.

You are exactly the way you're supposed to be.

You can't ever forget that.

But you can't get me out.

That's not true.

Nothing on Mosswood anywhere.

If he treated patients there, maybe it was off the record.

So I ran a check on his physician's license number.

- And? - Spotless record.

Except for one complaint

to the state medical board 15 years ago.

What kind of complaint?

Malpractice suit that went nowhere.

It was filed by a Carmen Bell.

- Do we have an address? - Yeah.

1 Brunswick Drive.

That's Deakins Psychiatric Institute.

It looks like it started in the kitchen.

You see what happened?

My mom was cooking dinner on the stove.

This is usually my nap.

We won't keep you.

We just want to ask you a few questions

about Dr. Sheldon Poole.

You filed a malpractice suit in 2002, is that right?

I don't want to talk about Dr. Sheldon.

- Can I ask why not? - Because they changed my meds,

and I'm tired, and this is usually my nap.

So now, what do they have you on?

Is it Seroquel?

And Risperidone.

God, yeah, for years, my mother was on that lithium.

Lithium's the worst. Swells your ankles.

Gives you nightmares.

There was a lot of that when she lived here.

She lived up on the 4th floor. Up until 1975.

I was sent to Dr. Sheldon by the people I was living with.

I guess you could call it a commune.

Mosswood Grove?

Yeah, how did you know that?

I think it's the only one around here.

Why did they send you to a doctor?

It was supposed to be just a simple abortion,

but he took the whole uterus.

I'm sorry, he removed your uterus?

And when I complained about it,

he came up with all this paperwork

saying that I had consented to the surgery.

So then, what did you do?

I went to the police. I gave a deposition

and everything, and that's when things started happening.

- What do you mean? - People were following me,

going through my things, shooting words into my head.

- Who? Who was following you? - All of them.

The judge, the DA, my mom, my dad.

Everyone, everybody.

Once they deem you a danger to yourself,

it's basically a free-for-all.

Carmen...

Do you recognize...

This girl?

A lot of girls came through Mosswood.

A lot of guys too. Chewed up and spat out.

Did you see this girl?

You should look in the lake.

Lake?

They called it the purple lake.

- The purple lake? - Yeah.

The Beacon, he liked to surround himself

with pretty things, but he got bored really easily.

What was that name? The Beacon?

Who was he?

He's the one who planted the eggs in my brain.

Is this the Beacon?

Can I keep this?

- Sorry, it's evidence. - Please, please, please.

They don't let me have anything.

- I can't have... - Please, please.

- We can arrange... - Give it, please.

- Miss Bell... - Please, please, please!

- Please, please, please, please! - Okay.

Carmen, calm down.

We need to follow up on her deposition.

See if we can back up anything that she says.

You don't believe her.

Just thinking about those eggs in her brain.

Vera's left a voicemail.

Well, play it.

Okay.

It's Vera. I was thinking about what you said

the other day and I think I found something.

I want to show it to you

before I show it to anybody else.

Can you come by tomorrow morning?

It's important, thanks.

She's trying to rope you in.

Yeah, probably.

We need to go hard at her. Confront her about Marin.

- Force a DNA test. - No, no.

If she feels better being in control, fine.

Let her be in control.

I need to get in there.

Don't worry, we're going to find out about your friend.

All the movies here suck.

None of this is scary.

It's like a manufactured dopamine rush

to make you think you're having a real experience,

when actually, you're just sitting there

- getting brainwashed. - Here we go.

Just look at Rudy.

He just sits there, watching MSNBC,

counting his cigarettes every night.

He's a zombie, and he doesn't even know it.

Can we just chill?

Have a normal night, and not have everything

be turned into some diatribe against society?

In Mosswood, they call it "resisting,"

what you just did.

I don't want to talk to you about that place.

- It's a sign of unhappiness. - I'm unhappy?

Yeah, because you lie.

I lie?

You lie to yourself every day.

About what?

Marin, can't we just make this a fun night?

Look.

- Did you steal that? - Maybe.

Hey.

- Hey, Mr. Fireman. - What are you girls up to?

You guys have anything to mix this with?

Don't do this to yourself, Tom.

You're going to regret it. Do not sign off on this.

Have a seat, we were just having a chat

about your pal, Harry Ambrose.

This guy likes to pick apart slam dunk cases.

It's a sickness. He's got to go.

- Excuse me? - Look, he took apart this case

against Cora Tannetti last year,

and now, I hear he's been hounding Judge Emerson

to punt Julian Walker back down to family court.