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Previously on Medium:

These are still frames from a video.

The man wearing the mask is, um, is raping the girl.

I'm almost certain that's your brother.

You raped her, didn't you, you fat weasel?

I didn't do it!

Admit what you did, I will stand by you.

I'll get you help.

I don't need help.

I don't want help.

You deserve this.

You know that.

She's going after your brother.

I just saw it, Lee.

Okay, we've got it covered, Allison.

If Kira goes after Paul, we'll pick her up.

I couldn't sleep.

Please just tell me everything's all right with you.

Paul's dead, Allison.

She got to him before we could stop her.

Dad's gonna kill me.

Why? What'd you do now, Mr. Good?

I was in the garage playing with Dad's tools,

just looking at them, you know.

And I picked up the new ball-peen hammer.

Well, it kind of hit the Buick

and made a big scratch.

Where the hell did this scratch come from?!

You kids hear me?!

I know it must have been one of ya!

Who did this?!

I did.

What are you doing?

It was me.

I did it.

I was the one who ruined our car.

All right, get in here.

Take what's coming to you.

Stop.

Why are you doing this?

Pauly Scanlon, when I say get your ass in here,

I mean now!

You don't listen!

You don't listen, damn it!

This is why he doesn't listen!

Get up here.

I've had it with you, Eric!

Nice dream, huh?

Nice memory.

You understand me?! Get up here!

How you doing? You holding up okay?

Get up here! Stand up!

I know I haven't let you sleep much

the past week or so.

What can I tell you? You know what I ought to do?!

Sleep is for pansies.

Get out of the way! Huh?

Hey, don't grab him!

Don't grab him!

Shut your mouth!

Stay down!

Whoa, whoa, wait a second, Mr. Good.

You sure you want to go in there?

You haven't had enough sleep.

Your judgment's not what it should be.

What do you want?

Remember me?

I was here last week.

Yeah, I know. My wife called the cops.

But that was last week.

Some reason you're here tonight?

I don't like you.

You guys okay?

Hey! Nobody invited you in here.

This is America, man.

Cops can't just bust into your house for no reason.

I got a reason.

How about I know the second I turn my back,

I know you're going to beat him and torture her?!

How about that?!

You okay?

You all right?

Yeah. Just had a dream. Just...

A crazy dream.

What are you doing now?

Nothing. It's crazy.

There, see? I'm done.

Hello, stranger.

Lee, you got a text.

It's Allison.

She wants to know if you're okay.

Uh...

Yeah, sure. Text her I'm fine.

Hello.

Is this Ariel Dubois?

Oh, Did I wake you?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I knew I should have waited another hour before I called.

Who is this?

Guess who just called?

You're still not dressed.

I thought I told you--

if you wanted to drive Daddy's car today,

that you had to be up and ready to take Daddy and the girls at 7:45.

I just talked to my roommate.

My college roommate.

She just called me.

She's from Texas. Her name is Melissa,

and she sounds really nice.

Your college roommate?

This is really happening, isn't it?

Well, congratulations, honey.

I didn't even know that they'd already assigned rooms and roommates.

I know. Me neither.

But she got a letter yesterday with my name and phone number.

So I should be getting one today.

And she had this really great idea

that maybe instead of us flying out to New Hampshire

in two weeks, we could take the money and use it

to buy a car and drive it out there.

I mean a used car.

This is my favorite part,

where you say something so dumb that no one knows what to say.

Gonna miss this.

A used car? Drive out there?

What are you talking about?

Why would we want to do that?

This is your roommate's idea?

She doesn't have a car either,

and Dartmouth is kind of in the middle of nowhere.

So she thought if I had one, she could pay for insurance

and we could split the gas.

That's very generous of her,

letting you buy it and all.

We're not doing it.

But we already went online,

started looking for used car deals around here.

I mean, they're actually quite reasonable.

No.

Go on, go get dressed.

Or I'm taking the girls to school and myself to work.

This is America, man.

Cops can't just bust into your house for no reason.

We are going to follow the process.

Thank you very much for coming in.

Trust me. Tell your boy he's done. Done!

Got it?

Do you mind if I ask you what that was all about?

An unhappy citizen, I'm afraid.

He's sworn out a complaint

against our friend Detective Scanlon.

Seems there was some sort of domestic violence incident

at his home a week ago.

Lee was the responding officer.

According to him, Lee showed up at his home again last night

for no apparent reason,

entered his house completely uninvited

and proceeded to physically assault Mr....

Laurence Raymond

in front of his wife and child.

And now he wants the good people of Phoenix

to pay him for his pain and anguish.

And could they also please throw that nasty Detective Scanlon

off the force and into jail.

Wow.

So what happens now?

Unfortunately, we have to go through the charade

of holding a police trial board hearing.

What do you mean charade?

Mr. Raymond is no stranger to the justice system

here in Phoenix.

He's got a rap sheet going back over two decades.

Now I'm not saying that I don't believe him,

but he wouldn't be the first criminal

with a grudge to have someone beat him up

and then claim a cop did it.

I just resent the hoops that we're all going to have

to jump through to make this go away.

What do you mean? What kind of hoops?

Well, I'm sure Lee's going to want me to defend him,

friends like you to testify on his behalf.

It's... it's a lot of work, a lot of time.

These trial boards are no cakewalk.

It's pretty much a given that they're going to bring up

Lee's past substance abuse problems.

He's going to need every positive character witness he can get.

I'm assuming he-- we- can count on you?

Of course.

Yes?

Uh...

Can I help you?

I'm sorry.

Um... I'm looking for Rebecca.

Is this a joke?

Uh, no.

I'm here about this ad. About her car.

When did you see this? When did you speak to her?

I... I didn't speak to her.

A friend and I saw it this morning online.

My daughter hasn't been home in three days.