Previously on Dexter: New Blood...
I can't believe Molly Park is in Iron Lake.
She's a podcaster?
It's only, like, the most popular true crime podcast out there.
You're into true crime?
I'll text you my top five.
Yeah, man, look at this shit.
- _ - Who's Ethan?
That ball sack over there.
I've always fantasized about hurting Zach like that.
Leave Ethan alone.
But you actually did it.
Reservation Land Management
has footage of Matt Caldwell shooting that deer.
Somebody committed an attack,
then tried to cover it up.
We're looking at foul play.
Search dogs?
You have to move Matt's body.
Those dogs are gonna walk a straight line from the crime scene
to your firepit.
- Did you hear my news? - No. What's the news?
He's alive.
Matty's alive.
That's unbelievable.
What's your theory?
He couldn't face that his son was dead,
so he had some sort of delusion.
I don't think so. He's lying.
- Why? - He doesn't trust the cops.
Wants to take matters into his own hands.
- That's what you would do. - Kurt's nothing like me.
Do you remember how enraged he was
when he saw the video of the other person
out there in the woods?
Yeah, he thought it was a Seneca.
He thinks that Johnny Bullhorn murdered Matt
for shooting the deer, and Angela is protecting him.
So he gets Angela to close down the case,
waits for things to cool off...
and bam, he kills Johnny.
Kurt goes to jail.
All because of... you.
- It could be worse. - Worse?
Once the small-town cops are out of the way,
Kurt does due diligence onto Johnny,
and he realizes he couldn't have done it.
So he keeps digging all the way...
... to his son's real killer.
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- _ - Hey there.
Did you hear the news?
About Matt?
Can you believe it?
I was right in the first place. He just skipped town.
Yeah.
Well, who'd you hear it from?
Uh...
Kurt.
You talked to Kurt?
Yeah, it was late, so I had to get groceries
for Harrison at that 24-hour market in Moose Creek.
And on my way home, I saw Kurt coming out of The Tavern.
He looked like he'd had one too many,
so I gave him a ride home.
He was celebrating.
Hey, Chief!
You were right all along.
Um, I got to go.
I'll talk to you later. I love you.
Okay. Love you, too.
Morning, buddy.
- You want some breakfast? - I got it.
Made the team.
Coach Logan says I have to gain five pounds
before the first match.
That's great. You're making friends.
Eh. Most of the guys on the team are fuck-nuggets.
What?
Your Aunt Deb used to say that.
Fuck-nuggets.
Oh, yeah.
I wasn't sure what you remembered.
- Like, if anything. - I don't, much.
Except for the swears.
But, yeah, she was fun.
Yes. She was.
You want some of this?
I'd rather put out a campfire with my face.
That was always one of my favorites.
You miss her?
Oh, she's in my thoughts all the time.
Got to go.
- Later, Dad. - See you.
Hey.
Ah. Matt always did keep us on our toes.
Yeah, he really outdid himself this time, huh?
- Hey, Mr. Caldwell. - Hey.
- Oh. What a relief. Mm. - You can say that again.
You know, I knew Matty would be all right,
he always is, but I got to tell you,
he had me worried this time.
Yeah. Me, too. Me, too.
Oh, hey. Okay.
And what time was this?
Around ten.
And you said it was FaceTime,
so did you see where he was?
Looked like a hotel room.
He said he was in New York City.
Did he look injured at all?
Injured?
We found his blood in the woods.
Right. Right. Um...
I didn't see any injury. No.
Did he tell you what happened,
or who the other person was out there? Anything?
You know, I-I didn't think to ask.
I mean, I was just very relieved
that my son was alive, you know?
What he put you through,
what... the whole... what he put the whole town through,
it's definitely not okay.
No, it's not. He owes me a call.
Sure.
I've tried his cell a number of times.
It just goes straight to voice mail.
So if-if you could help me get ahold of him...
Look, Chief, if this is about him killing that white deer
on tribal land, I will pay the fine.
You know I'm always good for it.
I'm always cleaning up his messes.
It's not my jurisdiction.
I just need help closing the missing person's case
and clearing up who assaulted whom in the woods.
Okay, look, I didn't want to have to get into this,
but, uh, when I saw him on FaceTime,
he looked like he was high on something,
like he hadn't slept in days.
And he does this sometimes. He goes on benders.
And I won't hear from him for weeks, or even months.
Well, you heard from him last night.
Yeah, 'cause he wanted money, which I wouldn't give him.
I'll try, but-but I'm not gonna promise anything.
He didn't answer the ten phone calls I made before that,
or the two after.
Man, he acts like a teenager,
but he's a, he's a 30-year-old man,
and at some point you got to let 'em go, right?
No, no.
- She's just out of this meeting now. - Right. We can talk about it.
Yeah, yeah. But we should probably schedule it
- at another... - Hi.
Oh, oh, look, I-I'm sorry, I told her it was inappropriate for her
- to visit me here, so... - Visit you?
Well, you know, we-we...
- we've met once before. - We-we had a couple of drinks,
- and we slept together... - Yeah.
... and he was amazing.
Wow, that's some, like, real Carrie from Homeland shit.
- Uh... - Does it have anything to do
- with the case? - I know you're a reporter.
I'm not a reporter.
I'm a podcaster. Print is dead.
I have a real aversion to liars.
Oh, no, I wasn't lying.
I said I was here to help with the search, and I was.
And you're doing a story about it.
A rich, white, entitled cisgender guy
illegally shoots a rare white buck
on reservation land, and then up and disappears?
Of course I am.
Was that his dad you were talking to?
- Well, the story's over, so... - Have you talked to Matt?
It's weird, right?
I mean, the guy evades law enforcement
and a town full of concerned citizens.
Finally pops his head up,
and he can't even bother to answer his cell phone?
- I've been trying him also. - Okay. You need to leave now.
Do you think that he attacked someone in the woods?
Or do you think his dad is covering for him,
- for some odd, strange... - If you don't leave,
I'm going to arrest you for interfering with an investigation.
Right.
We don't want that. Call me when you're off. Mm.
Mm-hmm.
Okay. I-I... I just thought that...
Run Matt's credit cards.
I did that a few days ago. There's no hits.
But you don't buy what Molly said about...
I don't give a shit what Molly said.
But I do care about what Kurt said.
Matt is staying at a hotel in New York.
Run his cards.
Poor bastard.
I get that he's upset,
but why did he lie about his son being alive?
_
Hi-hi, and welcome to Merry Fucking Kill.
I'm Molly Park, and do I have a doozy of an episode for you.
Today, I'm doing the creepy-as-fuck
and truly terrifying Trinity Killer.
Spoiler alert, he didn't kill in threes.
He killed in fucking fours.
Let's talk about kill cycle number one:
Lady in the Water.
Trinity would find a young woman,
break into her house,
and then slaughter her with a straight razor.
He left them soaking in a pool of their own plasma.
The police are finally hip to his M.O.,
but, of course, they don't get it together fast enough
to stop him from one final cut.
For this one, he goes rogue.
Still a woman, but this chick is a mother.
A gorgeous, girl-next-door beauty
with a picture-perfect family.
And this is the real fucked-up part.
She has a young baby,
who is in the fucking room when she dies,
crawling in a pool of his mother's blood.
How fucked-up is that kid now? Am I right?
He's usually very friendly.
Maybe he can smell my goats.
I think he's just aggressive because he hates his name.
I don't know. I'm new at this.
Maybe I got to go empty the dog.
Okay. I'll be back.
Come on, Garfield.
_
Jim, did you get the alert?
Yeah, what's going on?
I'm getting to the scene now.
All I know is, there are multiple injuries,
and Harrison is involved.
Stay back, please.
- Jim. Jim! - Where's my son?
They're working on him inside. This way.
Harrison, are you okay?
Yeah, I'm okay, Dad.
Fortunately the stab wound isn't very deep.
Who stabbed you?
It's-it's... it's not, it's not that bad.
Harrison, when Tess found you and Ethan,
she said that you told her something
about a planned school shooting.
Uh, yeah, that's-that's how this all started.
Uh, Ethan asked me to meet him backstage.
And-and then, um, when we were alone,
he, he told me he wanted to get revenge on all these kids
that have been bullying him.
He was just gonna bring guns to school and open fire.
Why did he tell you that?
He, um...
Because he wanted me to do it with him.
And what happened next?
I told him, I mean, I-I get it.
I mean, feeling angry and-and feeling bullied.
But I said, "There's got to be some other way we can handle it."
I tried to get him to come with me to talk to a teacher,
or get him some help, you know?
But, um, that's when he pulled a knife out of his backpack.
He just came right at me and stabbed me.
Logan, check the backpack.
On it.
And then what happened?
Well, it, it all happened so fast.
I mean, I-I just, I was really scared,
and I just, like, tackled him
and the knife came out of his hands, and-and I-I got to it first,
then I-I was, I was waving it in front of me, telling him to stop,
but he just kept charging at me, like he was crazy, you know?
And...
And that's, um, that's when I got his leg.
I-I think I... I think I cut him really bad.
He was... he was bleeding so much,
I could... I could see it soaking through his jeans, and, um...
then he passed out.
Is-is he... is he gonna die?
I... I-I didn't mean to hurt him like that, I swear.
I-I didn't mean to hurt him like that, Dad.
Angela?
I think you need to take a look at this.
Oh, Jesus.
It's a kill list.
_
Um...
Did Ethan talk to anyone else about this?
Is there anyone else who could have been in on it with him?
No.
I'm his only friend.
Okay.
Logan, you and I are going to Ethan's house immediately.
We need to check on his parents.
There may be weapons or explosives there.
Come in.
- Did you take your antibiotic? - Yeah.
How's it feeling?
I'm pretty freaked out.
Oh.
I just keep... I keep replaying it.
Ethan coming at me with that knife.
You ever have a situation scare the shit out of you like that?
Yeah.
What do you do to deal?
I wrap bad guys in plastic and kill them.
I, um, guess I...
I'm not sure.
Right. No, for sure.
I mean, you can still talk about it more with me if you want.
No, I'm okay.
Really. I'm fine.
- Okay. - I'm fine.
- Good night. - Yeah. Good night.
Aw.
Who's the world's greatest dad?
That's funny. That's good, Deb.
Man, to think, from the moment he was born,
you were worried that he would inherit your fucked-up genes.
But... he's emotional,
he's empathetic, personable,
popular, heroic even.
And you're so different.
It's gonna be impossible for you
to have a relationship with your own son.
I can stay home with you today, if you want.
I know school's shut down.
No, it's cool. Ow.
I can just... I can hang here by myself.
What are you looking at?
When Ethan came at you, you were...
facing him, right?
He suddenly charged at you?
- What are you... ? - That's what you told Angela.
Yeah.
Did he knock you down first?
- I-I don't remember. - Do you remember
if he was holding the knife in his left or right hand?
No, I-I don't remember which fucking hand. I was attacked.
It's not every day
- that type of shit happens to me. - I know. I...
Well, then why are you interrogating me?
Sorry.
It's just my old forensic brain.
I know you've been through a lot.
Just stabbed by my friend, is all.
Where are you going?
Outside to breathe some fresh, cold air.
Is that all right, or do you have questions about that, too?
What are you doing?
The stab wound doesn't match the story he told Angela.
Something's off.
You're off.
He's normal.
Details get mixed up.
Normal people, you know, fuckers who aren't mental cases,
they get rattled when crazy shit happens.
I hope you're right.
Do you?
Nah, he wasn't there when we arrived on scene.
Yeah, I don't know what happened there, but, uh...
- Nah, I don't know. - Yeah,
you know, they said that we need to go back, so...
Excuse me?
Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Williams. Um...
I-I just came to see how Ethan was doing.
He's still very sedated.
He lost so much blood, he could have died
if the paramedics hadn't gotten there as quickly as they did.
I'm sorry.
I... I-I didn't mean to, um...
E-Ethan's, like, my only friend here.
He liked you, too.
How-how are you doing?
Oh, I'm... I'm okay.
Um... maybe, uh, maybe when Ethan's better
- and comes home... - He isn't coming home.
Well, I thought that the-the surgery...
What do you think is going on here?
Iron Lake isn't our home anymore.
We've been getting death threats.
No one's ever gonna buy anything from my store again.
We have to sell our house and leave.
And Ethan's probably going to juvie.
- Why didn't you come to us? - Beth, it's not his fault.
If you had just told me, I could have helped.
God, it didn't need to happen this way.
You should have come to us!
Listen, she's obviously very upset.
We both are.
You should know we appreciate what you did.
It could've been a lot worse.
But we don't ever want to see you again.
You understand?
Hey, Jim.
How's Harrison?
Uh, he's okay, all things considered.
I heard the stab wound wasn't too deep.
Yeah, you know about as much as I do, then.
Going to the police station
to see if your son is lying about a stabbing he was in.
What page of the parenting handbook is that?
Are you sure you want to look at that?
I'm curious.
Jim, I'm a cop, and I'm messed up knowing
that Audrey was meant to be a victim of Ethan's.
But your son actually was attacked.
I was meant to be a victim?
Audz, I told you,
- you cannot be in here. - Don't change the subject.
- Audrey. - I deserve to know if I was.
- Holy shit. - Audz, out. Out.
- Now! - What about Jim?
- Why is he in here? - He should go, too.
I actually have some information that might be helpful.
You do?
Yeah, the weapons you found stashed in Ethan's room,
they're from Fred's.
I sold them to Ethan's father a couple of months ago.
Along with that knife.
What is your problem?
The angle of the penetration of his wound,
the blood spatter.
Nothing matches his story.
His story?
He was stabbed, non-fictitiously.
It doesn't add up.
Everything he said about Ethan turned out to be true.
The kill list, the weapons. It all adds up.
Prove it.
What?
You're Ethan. I'm Harrison. Show me what happened.
- Do it. - You are fucking crazy.
Harrison's lying.
You can't handle the fact that Harrison is a hero.
That was always your wet dream.
- Yay! - _
And you can't stand the fact that he's living it,
because you are a jealous, fucking pussy.
Blood doesn't lie.
The spatter doesn't match.
How do we recreate these patterns?
I don't know.
This time we see if Harrison attacked Ethan first.
What are you trying to do here?
- Make sense of this. - No, you're not.
You're trying to make him into a monster, like you.
'Cause that's the only way you can feel like a real dad, right?
Is if he looks up to you and wants to be like you
so you could have some sick-ass serial killer family.
He's a good kid. He's nothing like you.
I am so sick of your bullshit.
It matches.
Stop it!
This is all in your head! You are creating this!
Ethan was the one trying to get away.
No.
Harrison attacked him from behind.
Then he stabbed himself to sell us on this story.
He planned the whole thing.
Tell me that's not what happened.
Why would Harrison slash Ethan first?
He didn't hate him.
He wanted to know what it felt like.
It's almost like he fit the Code.
Smells good.
He even eats like me.
What?
How you feeling?
Lot less pain, actually.
I know school's back on, but they'd understand
if you stayed home another day.
I want to get back into a routine.
I totally get that.
So did you notice anything going on with Ethan
before that day?
I didn't know anything until Ethan got me alone at school.
- Kurt, what's going on? - Hey, Jim.
Well, I just thought I'd bring Iron Lake's own hero
a little show of appreciation.
- Oh. - How's he doing?
He's a little rattled, as you can imagine,
but I can take it in to him.
Was kind of hoping to shake his hand,
thank him personally, you know?
- Okay. - Yeah?
Sure.
Hey!
There he is. Hey, stud.
I, uh, got you a little something
for keeping our town safe.
Thanks.
- Just, yeah, go ahead, open it. - Oh.
It's for you.
- Oh. - Huh?
Holy shit. A...
A drone.
This is really cool.
Thank you, Mr. Caldwell.
Oh, just call me Kurt.
Okay.
Well, I, um, I should... I should go.
Thanks again, Kurt.
Yeah. No, well, thank you. Thank you, son.
Ah, boy, must be nice.
Hmm?
Having a hero for a son.
Ah.
Yeah, my Matt, he's... he's the opposite.
Well, he seems like a fun person to be around.
Ah, no, he's a fuckup.
Wish I'd done something about it when he first started fucking up.
Kept thinking he'd grow out of it.
But there was a darkness in him, and you knew it.
Yeah, but I just kept helping him get out of trouble.
But it's not really Matt's fault, you know?
It's my fault.
I wouldn't say that.
Well... the truth is, I just raised a terrible kid.
I mean, my Matt's much more like Ethan than he is Harrison.
- No. - No, he's worse.
I-I mean, Ethan might have wanted to kill people,
but Matt actually did.
Hey, he didn't mean to crash that boat.
He didn't crash it.
He wasn't driving.
No, I know. I meant it the same way you did.
How do you even know about that?
My girlfriend's the chief of police.
And not to throw anyone under the bus,
but Esther's a bit of a gossip.
Mm-hmm.
So what did Esther and your girlfriend say
about the boat accident?
That Matt wasn't driving,
and that teenagers do stupid things.
He wasn't a teenager.
Oh, I didn't know that.
I knew that.
Look, Kurt, you can't carry around this guilt.
Kids are born the way they are.
I wasn't in Harrison's life for the last ten years.
Look how he turned out.
Yeah, you're right.
I appreciate that.
But you'll see.
You know, if Harrison ever does anything wrong,
it is hard not to feel responsible for it.
Fuck.
The guy's fishing,
and I just nibbled.
- Hey. - So,
I just wanted to formally let you know
that we're not bringing any charges against Harrison
for stabbing Ethan.
It's been ruled an act of self-defense,
no matter what Ethan tried to claim.
What did he say?
He swears he never stabbed Harrison.
- Well, how does he explain... ? - He said that Harrison
just suddenly slashed him.
And that's the last thing he remembers.
You know, I try to have some compassion for him.
He's clearly a troubled kid.
Yeah.
So, we're moving forward with our case against Ethan.
And I don't know if you want me to put you in touch with a lawyer,
if you want to look into a civil case, or...
No, he and his family are going through enough.
Wow. If I were in your position,
I don't know if I could be so compassionate.
You're a good person, Jim.
Take it.
I'll call you later?
Okay. I love you.
Love you, too.
Chief Bishop.
Ethan's telling the truth.
This wound wasn't made by a hunting knife.
Harrison brought his own weapon to school that day.
Hey. I heard your son was amazing.
Gonna call you back.
Just wait a minute.
I come with a peace offering.
I'm not drinking, Molly.
Well, there's no point in sticking around.
I've alienated the one person that I needed to tell this story.
Can I get that in writing?
Consider this... my goodbye present.
Faith Darwas. Three days ago,
outside of a Dollar Store in Tulsa.
I googled a few of your, uh, names on this Carrie board here.
Which, by the way, is not a jab.
I mean, that it's crazy thorough,
which is how people describe my work.
How did you get this?
I posted their pics on my Merry Fucking Kill Insta-feed.
You'd be surprised what 800,000 amateur sleuths can dig up
in a matter of hours.
I also got her last three addresses
and a cell phone number.
- You talked to her? - Mm-hmm. Yeah.
She goes by Lauren now.
She left because her mom was a pill-popper
with a rotating door of shitty boyfriends.
She's doing a lot better now.
So she was just another runaway.
- _ - Just like everybody said.
She is alive.
- That's a good thing. - Well, yeah, of course.
It's just...
Um...
Maybe I am fucking crazy.
Look, I pretty much traffic in crazy,
and you are most definitely not.
I posted these ones, as well.
Nothing. Not one sighting.
Not even a psychic claiming to feel their aura in New Mexico,
and I usually get at least three of those.
So whoever these women are,
they are most definitely missing.
And no one is looking for them, except for you.
Let me in on your theory.
'Cause I know you got one.
When I was in high school, my best friend disappeared.
Iris.
Everyone said she ran away.
No one looked for her.
It stuck with you.
So, when I became a cop,
I promised myself that I'd be different.
I got a reputation as being the cop who would listen.
I started collecting these women's stories.
Poor, from troubled homes.
Some of them Native.
Everyone assumes they just moved on.
But I know in my gut something terrible is happening to them.
I know you don't want to hear this,
but I think we should form an alliance.
I mean, what if I followed the story
while you investigate, from a close proximity?
I mean, you said it yourself. You need resources.
And I've got an army of armchair detectives.
I-I thought you wanted to do the Matt Caldwell story.
Well, you know, every great podcast starts about one thing
and then ends up somewhere completely unexpected.
If you want to help me shed light on these women,
I'll take it.
Great.
Okay.
I know this is gonna take a while,
but I need you to run me through everything you have.
Okay. Now I'm ready.
Uh, yeah, come in.
Mr. Caldwell, sorry to bother you,
but a few customers have mentioned
- the girl camped out in our... - Uh, I'll take care of it.
- Really? I don't mind. - I got it.
Thanks, Susan.
Hi, Kurt.
Just checking to see if you've heard from Matt.
I have a couple of questions that I need to ask, so...
Okay.
Hey, uh, Chloe, right?
Yeah. Look, I-I know I said I was gonna use that money
you gave me to get bus fare to my mom's,
but I, I was really hungry
and-and I needed to buy a new coat,
'cause it's cold as hell out there,
- and I just... - It's okay. It's okay.
If you spot me another 80,
I will get that bus fare.
I swear, just-just give me your address, and I'll...
and I'll send it back to you as soon as I get to my mom's.
I can't keep giving you money, sweetheart.
You know what I can give you?
A job.
Waitress at the diner.
Make your own money. What do you say?
The thing is, I'm... I'm not staying.
I just need bus fare.
Can you just help me with that?
Coach Logan, or should I say Sergeant Logan,
who is here with us today in his official capacity
to talk to you because you were on Ethan's list.
Listen up.
Hey, everyone.
What's up, Coach?
Okay, okay, settle down.
Um...
first of all, I want to say how proud I am
of how you all handled yourselves during a situation
I obviously wish you'd never had to experience.
You acted with... maturity
and courage.
Uh, but please be understanding of yourselves,
or-or any of your friends
who are going through a tough time in the aftermath.
Counseling is being offered to each of you.
It's a scary thing to be targeted like that.
It's good to talk about it, how you feel.
Uh, I'd like to open this up to anyone
who'd like to share their concerns or...
or ask me any questions.
Zach.
Uh, yeah, I just want to give a shout-out to Harrison
for saving all our asses.
Um, yeah, I-I think I speak for all of us
when I say how grateful we are
that you're a part of our community.
- Speech! - Speech!
Speech! Speech! Speech!
Speech! Speech! Speech! Speech!
All right, but if he doesn't want to talk, it's okay.
I mean, I don't really know what to say.
Um, I'm glad no one got hurt.
Except Ethan.
You-you know, personally,
I don't really hold anything against Ethan.
I mean, yeah, he, uh, he planned to do something terrible.
And he ended up stabbing me,
but, uh, you guys picked on him for years.
You-you beat him up, made fun of him.
You kind of made his life hell, you know?
And I guess it's like, yeah, yeah, we're all victims, or whatever.
And I know everyone's saying that Ethan was a-a-a psycho
or a-a monster or something,
but he was definitely also a victim.
So...
I don't know.
I guess we all have two sides to us.
Maybe we're a little bit hero and a little bit,
I-I don't know, monster.
It's all about which side wins out in the end.
Trinity used a straight razor to kill his mother.
He was born in blood, just like you.
He has my Dark Passenger.
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