01x05 - Get Right with God

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Previously on "Clarice"...

Angela Bird, Tess Laughty, Sandra Bishop, and Rebecca Clark-Sherman.

They were not random victims of a serial k*ller.

Those women were whistleblowers, and Rebecca was gonna tell their story.

Rebecca was looking for a Dr.

Marilyn Felker, who was the lead physician at the Lockyer Labs clinical trials the whistleblowers were in.

We wanted to talk to you about your sister.

We may be twins, but Marilyn and I haven't spoken in a few years now.

Do you have any idea where she might be?

Last I heard, she was running a trial in Ghana.

We're still looking for her.

♪ Everybody dance now ♪
♪ Everybody dance now ♪
♪ Give me the music ♪
♪ Give me the music ♪
♪ Everybody dance now ♪
♪ Everybody dance now ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
Sir?
♪ Jump to the rhythm ♪
- ♪ Jump, jump to the rhythm, jump ♪
- Sir, help!

I can't...

I can't move my legs.

Sir, help!

- ♪ Beats and lyrics to make you shake your pants ♪ - Wait!

Sir!

Scream again, and I'll inject the epidural higher up your spine.

That will shut down your lungs, and I'll have to intubate you.

Nod yes if you understand.

Why am I here?

You certainly weren't invited.

Is there anyone else here?

I mean staff.

You're the skeleton crew.

I came here.

Was that tonight?

It's...

It's night.

It's night.

I came...

I came to...

to see you, to...

To ask you about Marilyn.

Only...

Only...

you're, um...

you're Marilyn.

And she's Luanne.

Did you do this to your sister?

We're a mile away from the airport.

Dulles never closes.

Why has no one from the FBI come here looking for you?

I don't...

I don't know.

What is...

What is that?

It's not enough to k*ll you.

But if you try to fight me...

...I will.

Good girl.

Good girl.

Good girl.

Good girl.

What the hell, Clarice?

It's Esquivel.

Esquivel.

Hey.

Sorry.

Is Clarice with you?

No.

I was calling to follow up with her on something.

Why?

Because I've sent five 911 pages.

Those are sacred.

That's always been the deal.

Oh, man.

I'll be right there.

How did she find you?

You tell me.

You said I was untraceable.

You tranquilized her?

What was I supposed to do?

Don't you go silent on me.

You really screwed it, Marilyn.

You said no one would get to me.

What does Starling know?

I just gave her something that might get her talking, but you need to get us out.

Me and Luanne.

Now.

That was always the deal.

They can't be far behind.

Find out what she knows about the reporter.

They could get here any minute.

I need out.

I need Luanne out.

Get me whatever the FBI knows.

Get me the reporter.

And I'll get you both out.

♪ There's power in the blood ♪ ♪ In the precious blood of the Lamb ♪ What...

What's...

Esquivel.

Mapp, what's going on?

You haven't heard from her?

- Krendler?

- Not yet.

He's got a family thing.

It's a real family thing.

Starling still might be, I don't know, at the movies or something.

Yeah, she's working m*rder and conspiracy and she decides now to go missing and kick back with some Raisinets?

She was still into it when we went out for beers, calling Customs around 7:00, 7:30.

She came in my office around then and told me she thought Marilyn Felker might still be in the U.S.

She didn't log in that she was going anywhere?

Nobody got a call?

A page?

Nothing?

We had a falling out earlier.

So bad that she wouldn't come home?

That's not her thing.

She couldn't be out on a date or something?

She's like the rest of us, with no personal life.

My personal life is exhausting.

Okay.

Who'd she talk to today?

Uh, we interviewed Felker's sister, Luanne, earlier.

If Clarice thought the sister might be in any kind of danger, she'd go back.

- She's like that.

- She'd go back alone?

She worked Bill alone.

She worked BSU alone.

Alone is safe for her.

Felker's house.

Starling said she felt spooky about it.

She could've gone back there, too.

- She's a pain in the ass.

- Yeah.

I'm coming with.

I don't need any more missing...

youth tonight.

I don't need your face on a milk carton, Esquivel.

Mandy.

Sorry.

Got caught up at a work thing.

It's okay.

And the car did the...

...thing.

It's okay.

Our table isn't ready yet.

You okay?

Yeah.

Um...

I'm nervous.

Me too.

But it's still us.

It feels different.

It's not funny.

Oh, it kind of is.

I mean, you rappel out of helicopters.

You were at Waco, but every time we talk about splitting up, you get a nosebleed.

You're a shrink's dream.

Tilt your head forward.

Why are you the only one that can fix...

Count to 10.

You wore the boots.

They've always been lucky for us.

Weirdest divorcing couple ever.

Yeah.

Daddy?

Hi, Reesey.

Daddy?

You're not a doctor.

You're a lawman.

Well, I'm lending a hand.

Daddy, I'm scared.

I don't know where I am.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

You been away from home before.

Remember when Mama sent you away?

To her cousin's ranch?

Remember?

You used to write me letters.

I did?

You don't remember?

But you had...

I'd passed by then.

You'd been through a lot.

What were they about?

You'll remember.

Darn flies.

Your father is a lawman?

You were rambling.

It's not important what he was.

Mm.

So, he's dead.

Unlike someone who really likes Mounds bars that wants you to call them.

Last digits 0121.

They're looking for you.

You lied about that.

No.

I said I didn't know.

What are you doing?

The reporter...

Rebecca Clark-Sherman.

Where is she?

We're still looking for her.

Is she in FBI custody?

We can keep doing this a very long time.

Tell me everything she told you about me and the clinical trials.

Scared her pretty good.

She didn't say anything.

Sure she did.

You got to me, didn't you?

♪ All my nights are blue ♪ What did I write to you about the ranch?

That your mother's cousin was a nice woman.

There was more.

You'll remember.

Mama couldn't afford us all after you...

♪ To tell the truth ♪ She sent me away.

Say, is it true that you're driving my old Pinto?

Yeah.

No one wanted it.

That's 'cause the starter was on the fritz way before I got sh*t.

But you wanted it.

Because it was yours.

♪ Honest, oh, honest, I do ♪ People need family, Clarice.

The sheep and the horses were my family on the ranch.

Well, maybe the letters you wrote me were about that.

We found evidence...

in your house.

That's impossible.

The poison that k*lled Wellig.

It was easy to find.

Too easy.

You are not someone who'd leave poison under your sink.

No, I'm not.

They planted it, Marilyn.

They used you for the Lockyer clinical trials.

They think you're expendable.

Did you know the drug would cause birth defects?

You're trying to get in my head.

They are setting you up.

Who are they?

A corporation?

A person?

There is no evidence.

You're lying.

There is no "they." Oh, there is a they, Marilyn.

And they always dump the girls.

They always dump the girls.

This could be your life, Clarice.

My life ain't so much.

Not like your sister's, huh?

You stepped right into it when Rebecca started poking around, huh?

What are her, um...

circumstances?

She can see and hear.

She just can't do anything else.

It's humane.

It's the most humane way.

Sounds like you've been giving it some thought, huh?

You don't know anything about it.

I know you've been taking good care of her.

We're sisters.

Family.

These people, they have files.

I read.

I care.

That's Abigail.

Vegetative state.

Her family can't bring themselves to do anything for her.

They don't see her.

That's Adam.

He was a sports agent, and his family sends one of those stupid foam fingers, 'cause he's #1.

That's Andrea.

Andrea was doubly invisible 'cause she had really bad skin before she got hit by a train, and her family doesn't want to see her lumpy, bumpy face.

This is Anthony.

Anthony was the most invisible of all because he was a cr*ck baby.

His parents hated him so much, they left him in a hot car, and he cooked.

I'm sorry, did you alphabetize these people?

Yes!

I'm the only one who keeps them alive and cares enough to alphabetize.

What are you doing?

Clock's ticking.

No, Mar...

Stop it.

I need to motivate you to talk to me.

Stop!

Stop it!

But since you're being so stubborn, I guess I'll have to try it this way.

Stop!

I don't know anything!

Hmm.

There was another photo on this table before.

Marilyn with her sister.

What do you think sn*pers do besides notice things?

k*ll people.

Starling take it?

She'd never screw with potential evidence.

- Ah.

- What?

Nothing.

You have insight.

And you have something in your teeth.

Yeah.

I don't care.

I'm beginning to see what Starling's talking about.

I don't like that we found what we found so easy.

Not in a place as uptight as this.

It's like it was planted.

I'm getting Krendler.

Oh, I don't want to...

mm, but I do.

Me too.

It'll be bad for a while, being the ex-Krendlers.

But it'll get...

Different.

Yeah.

How many days for you?

I don't...

Less than you.

A lot less.

It's hard.

Mm.

You like your sponsor?

I have generations of this.

- But I'm trying, Paul.

- I know.

I know.

I'm not saying that you're not.

- Why do you have to make it a competition?

- It's not.

More than anything, you need to know that.

So, what?

We...

get a mediator?

I could talk to Holly.

See who they got.

Yeah.

That's great.

I'm looking at a place in Chevy Chase.

Has a big backyard.

Closer to school.

I don't understand.

I think they should be with me...

until you can...

Until I can what?

Mandy.

You want to be the primary caregiver to our kids?

How are you gonna swing that, Paul?

You gonna leave a m*rder scene to get Alison from school to soccer?

You work crazy hours.

You put that job...

That's why we're here.

No, no.

We're here because we drank.

Separating was about stopping drinking, and I have.

The kids stay with me.

And no judge in America is gonna look at your job and our family and say any different.

You just tried to take my kids.

Answer your phone.

Krendler.

Starling's missing.

Nobody's heard from her.

Okay, Murray, define missing.

Mapp's here, say Starling never goes off-radar like this.

Alright.

Who's doing what?

Mapp and Tripathi are retracing her steps.

Esquivel and I are headed to the Point.

Okay.

I'm coming in.

Give me 20 minutes.

Okay.

Were you ill as a child?

You're answering me.

What are you gonna do?

Run around, unplug everyone in the place?

You get an answer, I get an answer, Felker.

Simple.

Were you ill as a child?

You and your sister both go into medicine.

You got a little hitch in your step when you walk.

Sepsis.

Penicillin?

Didn't work.

Ah.

So your parents put you in a clinical trial.

The limp...

Was that a side effect?

Guillain-Barré Syndrome was the side effect.

I was paralyzed for a year.

I could see.

And I could feel.

But you couldn't move.

Did Luanne take care of you?

She preferred the outdoors.

I see how hard it's been for you.

Aah!

I-I can't...

I can't...

I can't breathe.

Help.

Help me.

I can't...

I can't breathe.

I need you alive.

I shouldn't have...

I can't...

I need you alive.

I need you alive.

Open.

Open, open!

Before the paralytic kicks in.

You won't be able to speak or move for a little while, but at least you'll be alive.

You made me do this to you.

You're selfish.

You know how long it's been since I let anyone touch me?

You don't know what it is.

You don't understand my humanity.

I'm gonna go see if there's room in the C's.

Aah.

Thank you for allowing us access to the visitor logs.

We'll be out of here pretty quickly.

I'll ask that you keep your voices level in the ward.

'Course.

When I first saw you, I thought something terrible had happened to my sister.

Well, the FBI never comes with good news.

I know you can't tell me anything.

Marilyn's brilliant.

Brilliant's hard sometimes.

I'll take your word for it.

Do you have a sister, Agent Mapp?

No.

I'm going to use the ladies' room.

Protocols.

I'm afraid I can't leave you.

Ma'am, we're law enforcement.

Agent Mapp won't steal the soap.

I'll stay with you.

First door on your left.

I just need to see your guest logs.

- Not a problem.

- And I'll need to make a copy of it.

Our copy machine's down.

What are you doing, Agent?

She moved.

It's a cadaveric spasm.

Bodies move after they die.

They...

They do all kinds of things.

Mm.

Ms.

Felker, what's protocol when a patient dies?

She passed just as you arrived.

But I-I do have to tend to her, so if there's nothing else...

I have a lot of work to do.

If you hear from your sister, please let us know.

I will.

Welcome back, traveler.

I hope you went someplace warm.

Amazing how loud your mind is when your body's an echo chamber, isn't it?

You understand me a little better now?

Mm.

I'm still kind of...

Loopy?

I'm sorry no one took care of you.

I saw a photograph in your house of you and Luanne.

Her clothes are all clean.

There was a stain on your collar.

I had to be fed.

Come on, Marilyn.

You were a mess.

Knots in your hair.

Bags under your eyes.

You don't miss a trick.

I guess looking at that photograph takes the edge off paralyzing your sister.

Sometimes remembering old wounds can feel like a warm bath.

But taking care of you wasn't Luanne's job, was it?

Where were your parents?

They worked.

Did they check on you?

- They did.

- Did they spare you a thought?

They tried.

It's natural for parents to resent a sick child.

No.

To forget sometimes.

No.

For a long time.

Forgetting for a long time.

You were an invalid.

In-valid?

No.

Forgetting.

No one.

They forgot you.

They dumped you.

Like all these people in here.

Like that cr*ck baby in the car.

And whoever you're doing all this for is dumping you, too, but you're too desperate to see it.

They are gonna run as far away from you as they can, 'cause who would want to keep you, huh?

You belong in here with all these vegetables.

That is the only reason you're still talking to me, bitch.

You are so damn lonely, it is pathetic.

That's why I'm not dead yet, because you have got no one else.

So do it.

k*ll me.

Do it!

Aah!

Daddy?

Daddy.

Call FBI.

Call...

Da...

Call them, please.

Daddy?

You want to talk about the fight?

It might help us understand where she went.

Clarice just doesn't realize that my world looks different than hers.

That's never easy.

Yeah.

We took first steps, but it's a long road.

I know about long roads.

We all have to look at ourselves sometime.

But it can't be the last thing we had together.

It's important.

The last time we were at Marilyn Felker's house, this photo was there.

When we went back, it was gone.

It's important to someone.

We don't know who.

The whole place was staged.

Someone's jerking us around.

I don't do well with that.

Yeah, well, they're jerking us toward the Felker sisters, and Luanne is the only one we have.

Mapp, she was weird, but that whole place was weird.

Metro PD found Starling's car.

No sign of forced entry, engine's cold.

- Where?

- 587 Dogwood Street.

It's near the airport.

Weird, my ass.

That's right by Woodhaven.

Let's go.

I hate her.

She says they found evidence in my house.

Stop talking.

She can't...

This is all because they connected the women you dumped to the reporter to me.

You said she gave you something I would need.

What did she give you?

She didn't give you anything.

You just wanted to place me at the scene.

Yeah.

People always leave something behind.

Where is the incinerator?

Sub basement.

Is everything ready for me and Luanne?

Yes.

When it's done, you're both on a plane.

We'll get you out of here clean.

I b*rned them.

The letters.

After I wrote them.

Yeah.

I wrote about Hannah.

You loved that horse.

More than anything.

She was going blind, but I loved her.

Why did I burn the letters?

I don't know, Reesey.

Maybe you thought I could read smoke signals.

Or maybe there was something in what you wrote that scared you.

Something you...

Something you saw.

In the barn.

What'd you see in the barn?

A helmet.

On a hook.

It had a slot for...

the cartridge.

So, why'd the helmet scare you so much that you b*rned the letters?

I just didn't want it to be real.

That that was what was waiting for her.

That scary thing is...

Is waiting for all of us, Clarice.

And sometimes, that scary thing...

it's the only way to survive.

What's happening?

I'm taking you to the incinerator.

Mind your fingers.

Lu, you've got the veins of a junkie.

Better change that out.

Soon, Lu.

Soon.

Marilyn.

I do it, she's dead.

No.

You're a doctor.

Now save her life.

What's it like to be so beautiful?

Beautiful.

Clarice!

I've got you.

You're safe.

You're safe.

She's up here.

Marilyn.

She knows everything.

There was a man.

I couldn't see his face.

Okay.

I couldn't see his...

- Ohh!

- You're okay.

You're okay.

- FBI!

- Freeze!

Put your hands in the hair!

- Put your hands up!

- Hands up!

Let me take care of her.

Step away from the patient!

I'm trying to save her life!

I will continue compressions.

Agent Mapp will handcuff you.

Put your hands behind your back.

No!

You put it down.

Put it down.

Lu?

Drop the needles.

Put it down.

♪ Would you be free from the burden of sin? ♪

♪ There's power in the blood ♪

♪ Power in the blood ♪

♪ Would you o'er evil ♪

♪ A victory win? ♪

♪ There's wonderful power in the blood ♪

About earlier.

Not now.

There's time.

Rest.