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Stop, you're hurting me.
I begged him to stop.
I begged him over and over again to stop.
Why wouldn't he just stop?
Thought you said this wasn't gonna take long.
Well, I can always keep you longer.
Especially in an active investigation.
Put you in a holding cell for what, 24 hours?
I couldn't take it anymore.
Background checks out, as far as the investigation goes,
we have a patrol vehicle actively searching for your vehicle
and any sign of Freda Maxwell.
What is your relationship with the victim?
How's it goin', babe?
You going my way?
I can take you there, and do your somethin'.
Hmm. Just a ride, right?
Look, I got a half a tank,
I'll take you anywhere you wanna go, baby.
Look at my wheels.
Ah, damn now, ah, ow!
Welcome back, as we continue our breaking news coverage
live from Harris County.
Authorities have confirmed escaped convict Freda Maxwell,
also known by the alias "Free,"
escaped a maximum security prison late Wednesday evening.
Now, authorities deem Maxwell dangerous.
In a press conference this afternoon,
the police chief asked the public not to engage
and to immediately call 9-1-1, for she could be armed.
Maxwell was convicted of murder
and sentenced to life in prison
for the death of her father, Julius Maxwell,
nearly seven years ago.
- You're in the wrong car. - Flinch and die.
Now I need you to act normal.
Mm-hmm.
Close the door.
Close the door.
Drive. - Okay.
Relax. I mean, it could have been worse.
What are you do, what are you doing, what are you?
Where's your phone?
I don't, I don't have one.
Don't play with me.
I'm not, I, look, my dad died of cancer, okay.
And studies show certain cell phones
can increase the risk of certain cancers.
What are you doing? That's just medical supplies.
There's nothing of use in here.
No fuckin' laptop, phone, nothing.
I'm a, I'm a med student. Okay?
That's my exam bag.
And, and, and my lab supplies are back there.
So you knew.
You knew this entire time how to stitch this shit up.
But instead you chose to complain at the gas station.
Well excuse me for getting stabbed.
Bro, I barely pinched you.
I mean but, I can stab you.
Okay.
Why'd you turn the car off?
Look, I can take you anywhere you wanna go.
Hmm.
All right. I, I live with my sick mother. Okay?
And, and, and her heart, it can't take much more. Okay?
And, I'm her only one.
And, and if she loses me, I...
There's a nice hotel around the corner.
Okay.
I can take you there, I can pay for you a room
for as long as you want.
Okay? - No.
- But please... - No. - Please.
Hotels are too public. Take us home.
Home.
Ah.
Mm, feels so good.
I'm gonna state the obvious, in case you didn't know.
If you try anything, you die.
If you lie to me, you die.
And if anybody shows up here unannounced, you're gonna die.
Now I'm gonna ask you again,
are there any weapons in this house?
Okay , now that we got that outta the way,
I gotta figure out what I'm gonna do with you,
and how the hell I'm gonna get outta this place.
Mm.
Are you gonna kill me?
I don't know.
I haven't thought about that just yet.
But don't do anything to make me.
I don't wanna be that person anymore.
You know, at the gas station earlier,
had you just asked me to help you, I would have.
Sure.
I mention that because I want you to know
that you can trust me.
Trust you?
Yeah.
I don't trust anyone.
Drew.
My name is Drew Peterson.
I'm a 25-year-old med student at Baylor.
I see the good in people,
even when they don't see it in themselves.
And there's good in you.
Okay.
Hey, apply alcohol first.
Then antiseptic.
Ah. On the wound.
There you go.
Okay. Now antiseptic.
What the fuck was that?
Uh, my mother.
I thought you said she was comatose.
What's she doing?
Spasms, spasms, from the pain.
I should go in alone.
My mother, she's really fragile
and seeing someone inside her house might freak her out.
Thank you.
It's okay, Mom. It's okay.
It's okay. I promise.
Everything's gonna be all right.
Everything's gonna be all right.
Hey, Mom, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay.
It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.
It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay.
It's okay, it's okay.
It's okay. It's gonna be all right, I promise.
Look, you're a good kid. I'll give you that.
Your background checks out.
As far as the investigation goes, we have a patrol vehicle
actively searching for your vehicle,
and any sign of Freda Maxwell.
Thank you, sir. I really appreciate it.
But I really gotta get back home to my mother.
That should work.
So what's wrong with her?
It started with her not being able to do basic things,
you know,
like making tea,
one of her favorite things to do.
Then came the memory loss.
My dad died a couple years ago.
She stopped talking after that.
And sometime in between she fell and broke her hip.
And now, here we are.
Dementia?
I mean, among other things.
She just, she just needs to see me.
You know, she just needs to see that I'm not going
to leave her, ever.
Not like my dad did when he died.
Sounds like the noble thing to do.
We both see where noble gets you these days, huh?
Is that shade, nerd boy?
Come on, where I'm from, you lucky I only roped your ass up.
And where is that, exactly? Where are you from, Free?
No place like this.
I come from a place of survival.
We ain't had no teapots and shit.
We barely had family around.
Wasn't no good times.
Kill or be killed?
Yeah.
I told myself that once I got outta that cage,
I was gonna change my life.
So it is, right here, right now with you.
That's the last chapter of that old life.
I'm changing my life for the good.
You've killed people, Free.
Is change really possible at this point?
You don't know what the fuck I had to do to survive.
- I don't... - You don't know me.
I don't care.
I'm really trying to sympathize with you.
I, I really, really am.
But you escaped punishment.
You didn't even serve your time.
What makes you so worthy of redemption?
I don't have to explain shit to you.
Make the fuckin' tea, before I be paying for your life.
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