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03x06 - Part 29

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Bloodline". Aired: March 20, 2015 – May 26, 2017.*
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03x06 - Part 29

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[♪ ♪ ♪]

♪ Young man goes out ♪

♪ Looking for the diamond in the sea ♪

♪ Old man rows his boat to shore ♪

♪ And falls with twisted knees ♪

♪ And you'll drown
Before the water lets you in ♪


♪ Yeah, you'll drown
Before the water lets you in ♪


[cell phone ringing]

John Rayburn.

[woman]
You have a collect call from...

[Eric] f*cking Eric O'Bannon.

[woman]
...at the Monroe County Detention Center.

Will you accept the charges?

[dial tone humming]

m*therf*cker.

Prick's not f*cking answering.

Or he's not accepting the calls.
They don't ever tell me which it is.

Eric, I told you that they would
advise him not to take your calls.

I don't give a f*ck. I'm not stopping.

Well, it could compromise his credibility.

Which is the point. You know?

With John, you gotta stick it in his face.

You gotta make him,
like, f*cking own up to it.

-Well, that's not our strategy.
-What is our strategy?

Do we f*cking have one?
'Cause my strategy is that you go up

and you say to the judge
that they're all f*cking liars.

You know?

Well, you know that I can't say that.

You know what? You can.

You know how? You use fancy
f*cking legal terms and you say:

"Your Honor,
they are tellers of f*cking untruth.

They lie-us maximus.
I don't give a f*ck how you say it.

Just get them to know
that I didn't f*cking k*ll Marco!

-I didn't sh**t Kevin f*cking Rayburn!
-Eric.

I didn't f*cking do it!

-[officer] Is there a problem here?
-I'm sorry.

[officer] Everything okay, counselor?

[sighs]

I didn't sh**t Kevin Rayburn.

You know?

Someone did. It wasn't f*cking me.
But I'm the one going to trial.

I mean, I don't f*cking get it.

How do you win a case if you don't play
the best cards you have?

Mr. Marx and Miss Conte
will be with you shortly.

-[John] Thank you.
-[woman] Mm-hm.

[Kevin] How many times are we gonna...?

Honestly, no, I would say we're friendly,
but we're not exactly...

I would say we're friendly,
but we're not...

I don't know, I think
it was about one, maybe about two.

No, I didn't.

-But, yeah, it was me.
-What you doing?

Nothing.

-Six or seven years.
-What you got there?

Seven or eight years we were friends.
We were friendly.

Is that your testimony?

We came through...

Put that away.

-Kevin.
-Don't talk to me.

Marx and Conte come in and see that,

by law they have to put that
into evidence.

Maybe it was about two.
I don't know. I think it was about...

That includes your f*cking scribbles.
Put it away.

You're... You're a real f*cking as*h*le,
you know that, John?

Yeah, I'm a f*cking as*h*le.

[Mia] Eric,

if I get up in front of the jury
on day one

and I say that John Rayburn
is a liar and a m*rder*r,

and I imply
that he's a f*cking piece of sh*t,

the jury is not going to hear
anything else

I have to say for the rest of the trial.

And that's how that will go.

Because if they don't like me,
then they don't like you.

And at the end of the trial,

they're gonna send you to jail for
the rest of your f*cking life or worse.

I'm gonna get them,

but this is a process and it takes time.

And you have to keep
your head together and stay calm.

Can you do that?

And no outbursts about John k*lling Marco,

because that f*ck us
in the worst possible way.

Are we clear on this?

Yeah.

How long's it take, the whole thing?

Well, if everything stays on schedule
and the trial starts tomorrow,

it should take four, maybe five days.

[country music playing]

Hi.

What's going on?

I came by to give you this.

♪ And I keep getting stronger every day ♪

-I don't want your family's money.
-It's not my family's, it's my dad's.

-Thanks, but I don't want that either.
-It's for Eric.

All the money in the world
won't help Eric.

-My dad would've figured out a way.
-He would've wanted you to get a haircut.

Where you been?

North.

Working.

Had to take care of a few things.

I can be helpful.

-How?
-I've been in touch with Janey Rayburn.

She said I'm cool with her parents,
they don't hate me.

Why would they hate you?

-Blaming me for what happened to my dad.
-No one blames you.

Well, they don't know the truth.

I know I f*cked up
and I gotta try to make things right.

-Nolan...
-Eric called

and said he wants to talk to John.

-I could get him to visit.
-You shouldn't get involved.

The trial is tomorrow,
so it has to happen now.

-Your dad wouldn't want you there.
-I gotta help.

Okay? I've just been too scared
to come back here.

Look, this isn't your burden.

All right, I understand. I get it.

And, uh... [clears throat]
she wants you to call her.

♪ Nothing will ever change ♪

See you.

Where exactly are you, pre-trial?

Jury selection should be finished today.

And, sir, would you share with the court
what your father was convicted of?

Uh, I think, uh,
aggravated as*ault and mayhem.

[Kevin] And then what happens?

Tomorrow morning, opening statements.

And we've decided to call you
as our first witness.

[Kevin] Me?

-Why?
-I'm sorry. I meant John.

Some of the witnesses in this case
may be law enforcement officers.

Their testimony is not entitled
to any greater or lesser weight

simply because they are involved
in law enforcement.

Would you have any difficulty
performing this instruction?

No, ma'am.

[Brandon] What's on your mind, Kevin?

Nothing.

-Kev.
-What?

-My daddy was guilty.
-Thank you, sir. No further questions.

You could tell real damn simple
by looking at his eyes.

Just like that guy.

Move to excuse Potential Juror Number 28.

[Kevin] Uh... Okay, fine. Um...

I was wondering...

when, uh, do I testify?

If all goes smoothly, the day after John.

You good with that?

I think so.

I'm fine with that.

I feel ready.

Hundred percent.

[rock music playing over speakers]

Oh, sh*t.

Ow!

Oh, f*ck.

f*ck me.

No.

f*ck.

I agree,
I don't want Nolan involved either.

[Beth] Good.

What else did he tell you?

That's it, really. Uh...

He tried to give me the check,
talked about Janey Rayburn,

said Eric wanted him to contact John.

I told him he shouldn't be here at all,
but he's just as stubborn as his dad was.

Eric gets one phone call a day.
That's all he does.

He's just looking for a miracle.

He even contacted OzzyDelveccio.

Yeah.

You knew about that?

He's down here now for the trial.

as*h*le. What good's he gonna do?

He's changed.

Yeah, right.

Sort of had an epiphany
when he was in jail.

My brother's always involved
in stupid bullshit.

When am I gonna learn
to expect the f*cking expected?

Did Eric tell you that he called me?

He wants you to contact John?

Yeah.

He thinks that things will change
if he actually gets to talk to him.

He told me about a detective
and asked me to track him down.

What detective? What for?

Someone Danny knew from way back.

Eric wants me to try to get him there
when John testifies.

Said it might make a difference
if John saw him in the courtroom.

[knocking on door]

Yeah?

Yeah?

Hey.

You mind?

No. Mom?

-You all right?
-Oh, I've just been driving around.

Thinking about tomorrow.

[Sally laughs, sighs]

Didn't have any place else to go.

My mind won't settle down.

[sighs] Oh, John.

How did this thing...?

How did we get here?

Am I remembering things wrong? Did...?

I mean, we had some good times, didn't we?

Mom, of course we did.

We did, did we?

Yes, we did.

All the parties and the birthdays and...

your dad playing the ukulele. [laughs]

Singing, remember that?

Yeah.

How did it happen, John?

I wish I knew.

But you were there.

We were all there.

No.

No, Danny.

With Danny.

And you.

[shouting]

Yeah.

Maybe it's better that I...

Don't, uh...

That I, um...

That I never know.

Oh!

[sniffles] Oh, sh*t.

I got a nosebleed.

I got a bloody nose here.

Hey, can you stop the van?
I got a nosebleed.

I don't wanna get it
on my f*cking suit, please.

Dude, I don't wanna go to court
with blood on my suit.

Could you please pull the van over?

[Brandon] It all started as a beautiful
hot day in the Keys.


Detective Marco Diaz went to the gym,

showered,

made himself a little Cuban coffee.

Called his lovely mother,

and then he went off to work.

But by nightfall,

Detective Marco Diaz...

would be brutally slaughtered...

in cold blood.

Smashed in the back of the head
with a blunt instrument.

And then when he's laying on the floor

and he's defenseless,

and bleeding,

and in pain,

he's hit two more times.

Two more times that will end his life.

[Shana] There's a mandatory
six-month probationary period

after a lackluster review like this.

This is bullshit.

I've been working nights.
Can't we just do this another time?

Hey, Chels. Is it so hard to smile,
be nice and be punctual?

I am.

Look at all my last ten years
of reviews. I...

This isn't accurate and you know it.

I've never had
anything remotely like this.

Russo's tanking my numbers
'cause of my brother.

This trial's gonna be divided
into two parts.

In the first part,
you're gonna hear all the evidence.

And in the second part,

you're gonna be asked to decide

whether or not the defendant is eligible
for the death penalty.

f*ck it. I'm through the first round for
a job at Memorial in Jacksonville anyway.

You need a couple of personal days?

You have them. Use them.

Take a couple of days, hon.

Go be with your brother.

You're probably gonna hear
a lot of stories,

fabricated by the defense.

Oh, yeah.

They're gonna throw a lot
of complicated theories and guesswork,

some "what ifs" at you,

but I'm gonna keep it real simple.

Because, in fact, this case...

is very simple.

After texting

Detective Marco Diaz 12 times

in just two hours

and using threatening language,

after calling Detective Marco Diaz

four times that same night,

Eric O'Bannon marches over
to Marco Diaz's house,

exchanges more heated words

and kills the man.

But, ladies and gentlemen,

there is a chance for justice here.

Because something very fortuitous
happened that night:

A witness.

A witness that could identify
Eric O'Bannon on sight.

[Dr. Fred] You see these two black areas
at the end of each root?

-Uh... yeah?
-They shouldn't be black.

Uh, all right.

What does that mean?

If you're gonna keep the tooth,
you need a root canal.

I can't have a root canal, Fred.

There's two things I know cause this:

Excess stress and cocaine use.

f*ck.

Ladies and gentlemen,

one of Islamorada's finest...

was m*rder*d in his own home.

Another man was shot.

All so that this k*ller
could get away scot-free.

Marco Diaz will never feel the sun again
on his face.

He'll never have another Cuban coffee.

He'll never have children.

He'll never see his family or...

talk to his lovely mother again.

You have but one job in this courtroom

in the next few days...

and that is
to hold this defendant responsible

for his actions.

Thank you.

[Sally] Father Lopez, I don't...
I don't know how to begin.


It's very simple.

You say what you have done
and through me, the Lord forgives you.

That's it?

Anything could be forgiven.

Whenever you're ready.

Yes, Eric O'Bannon has a criminal record
for petty crimes.

And, yes, Eric O'Bannon is
a flawed human being.

But Eric O'Bannon is not the brutal k*ller

that the prosecution wants you to see,

needs you to see.

What?

You can't be staring at me.

You have to be looking at the...

You're looking at me like I'm a magician

and I'm gonna pull
a f*cking rabbit out of my hat.

What are you doing?

Why are they doing this to me?

This isn't about you
and the Rayburns anymore.

It's about you and the 12 people
in that jury box.

Get your head straight.

And fix your f*cking tie.

You look like a mess.

No, no, no. He said he can wait
to do the work till after the trial.

But I'm on a strictly liquid diet
until further notice.

I'm so sorry you're going
through this right now. Can you rest?

[sighs] Yeah. I don't know.

f*ck.

f*ck.

I can't believe
I have to deal with this sh*t now.

It wasn't even hurting before.

Now it hurts every time I even talk.

-He hasn't even done anything yet.
-Did he give you anything?

For the pain?

Yeah, but he said
it would make me loopy.

So, I can't take it
until after the f*cking trial,

'cause I have to testify.

How's it going there?

Marx is really good.
He just finished his opening.

How's the jury?

They're okay.

-Okay like how?
-I don't know. They...

seem like nice people, I guess.

How many men?

-Seven. And five women.
-Oh, good.

Seven. Oh, that's good for me, then.

Why? Why does that matter?

I was thinking about it.

Marco was really, you know,
a pretty good-looking guy, right?

Women respond to that,
so it's better for me if there's more men.

Um... listen, babe, I gotta go.

But let me know
how it goes with Santos, okay?

Okay. Love you.

You just listened
to Mr. Marx's opening statement

and though he mentioned
some supposed and unproven facts,

most of his speech
was really about sympathy.

And rightly so,

because this is a tragedy,

and we should all feel shocked
and saddened.

And my heart goes out
to Marco Diaz's mother,

and his brother,

and his entire family,

and all of his law enforcement colleagues.

But...

sympathy for the victim
should not cloud how you see this case.

I'm going to ask you
to look carefully at the evidence,

and I want you to pay
very close attention to the evidence,

the evidence that will prove my client,

Eric O'Bannon, committed no crime.

Wow. Nice sh**ting.

Christ, Eddie, don't my union fees
cover shave cream?

Oh, sh*t, don't tell me you finally paid
your dues, you cheap f*ck.

-[chuckles]
-Kids good?

Yeah.

What's up?

Now, the prosecution is gonna suggest
that Eric O'Bannon,

on the verge of being offered
an immunity deal

from the state's attorney
in regard to a potential investigation,

decided to go on a k*lling spree.

To attack Marco Diaz,

a man for whom
Eric had no provable ill will,

and then try to sh**t
and k*ll Kevin Rayburn.

Kevin Rayburn has known Eric
all of his life.

Kevin Rayburn is the younger brother
of Eric's best

and dearest friend.

In all seriousness,
we want this squared up,

keep morale high with a conviction.

I understand that.

So, when you on?

Tomorrow, probably.

Okay, well, keep me posted.

Anything we can do for you.

Sure you're okay?

Oh, yeah.

Good man, Eddie.

Good luck!

[g*n c*ck]

During the course of this trial,

I'm going to ask you to look

at a powerful triangle

of loyalty and influence and deception.

Kevin Rayburn, a brother,

who claims to be the only eyewitness.

His older brother, John Rayburn,

who's a detective who investigated
the crime scene.

And their younger sister, Meg Rayburn,

who is the ex-fiancée of Marco Diaz,

who has a history
of violent outbursts towards Marco Diaz

and whose DNA was found
at the crime scene.

And who has disappeared into thin air.

I'm gonna ask you to hold
these people in your mind,

keep them front and center
and ask yourself:

Why?

Why would the Rayburns want
to frame Eric O'Bannon...

[whispers] What are they talking about?

...their lifetime childhood friend,
for the m*rder of Marco Diaz?

Eric O'Bannon has a criminal record

for petty crimes.

Eric O'Bannon is a flawed human being.

But Eric O'Bannon is not the brutal k*ller

that the prosecution wants you to see.

Needs you to see.

[chiming]

Hey. What can I do for you?

[Ozzy] Well, it depends.

-Are you Mr. Rayburn?
-Yes, I am.

-Kevin Rayburn?
-Yep.

Huh.

Yeah.

-You were a friend of my brother Danny's.
-Yeah. Yeah, man.

-Awesome.
-I was, I was.

Hey, um...

Bro, I'm gonna be completely honest
with you, all right?

[laughs]

I'm, uh... I'm friends with Eric, too.

Oh.

[Ozzy] Yeah.

What was your name again?

[stammers] You know,
I've been talking to Eric.

He's in really rough shape right now.

And he just asked me to come over
and talk to you man to man,

no bullshit, no lawyers,
and, you know, just... Just...

Okay, okay, here's...
Here's the thing. Yeah. All right?

-He swears that he didn't sh**t you.
-Listen.

I'm gonna ask you to get the f*ck off
my property right now, okay?

He said he wasn't even there, bro.

-I mean, I'm not calling you a liar, man.
-I didn't say you were.

I don't got evidence either way, bro.
I got nothing.

-I'm not gonna ask you twice. We're done.
-Come on.

Come on, man. Come on.
Come on. Just...

Just hear me out, please.
Just hear me out.

'Cause I see sh*t.

I do.

All the time now.

And it's changed me.

It's changed me. I'm not the same guy
I once was, and you know what?

I just wanna help you change.

I can't talk about this case.

No, you don't have to talk about it.
How about that?

Okay? I just want you
to think about it, that's it.

Okay? That's all I ask, that you...

-You get sober and see it for what it is.
-I'm sober.

-Are you, though?
-Dude, I'm very f*cking sober.

Are you sober in your thoughts?

Hm?

Do you see it? What's your next move?
What's your next move? Huh?

'Cause I'm sorry, but...

-you're running out of time.
-What the f*ck does that mean?

-Are you threatening me?
-Oh, no.

-Is that what's going on here?
-No, no, no, man.

No, I'm not threatening you.

I'm not, bro.

You know what?

You're... You're actually threatening you.
Heh.

'Cause I don't control this.

This is just ticking,
I ain't got nothing to do with it.

Just ticking. Ticktock, that's it.

[door opens, then closes]

It's late.

I know. I'm sorry.

Thanks for coming.

Eric's falling apart.

He's talking all kinds of sh*t, and I...

He wanted me to call you.
You won't take his calls.

And I wanna do right by him, you know?

Isn't there anything you can do
to help him?

Now?

No, nothing.

He seems to think that you're
intentionally trying to hurt him.

I...

I know you, John.
I told him you wouldn't do that.

Will you just answer his call?

Look, I... I can't answer his calls.

-You could explain yourself.
-Listen.

You gotta understand,
I've got a job to do.

And I do... I'm gonna do my job.

I have nothing against your brother.

I'm gonna go on the stand,

say what I saw at the crime scene.

I'm gonna read my report, and that's all.

Have you ever seen this?

Found it in my mom's drawer.

-They're young.
-Yeah.

What happened to Danny's arm?

[John] I don't know.

Never seen this.

You want it?

No, Chelsea, I don't want it.

I'm sorry. Thanks for coming.

[engine starts]

I don't know what else to do.

Please, help him, John.

You're not responsible
for your mother's actions, Nolan.

I know, but you should take it.

She stole from you...

and I'd feel better.

You know, pay your debts and all that.

Well, thank you.

Nolan, it's a very...

honorable gesture, but...

I can't accept it.

You okay?

Yeah. Yeah. I just...

[sighs]

feel like I missed out.

On what?

I don't know,
I get here and everything...

falls apart.

Nothing's falling apart, Nolan.

We're all still here.

In spirit,

if not in body.

You're not.

We're not.

People are gone, Sally.

And anyone who's left is just kind of...

[sighs]

I don't know, messed up.

Well...

things'll work out.

They always do.

Told you.

I f*cking told you.

I get it now.

You're right.

Yeah.

Thank you.

-Even John.
-Did you show him?

They're all lying.

Let's f*ck them up.

[cackling]

What the f*ck do you want?

[Danny yells]

[gasping]

[cell phone rings]

[ringing continues]

Hello?

Hey, John, it's Victoria Conte,

calling to confirm you're up first
for us tomorrow, 10 a.m.


Oh, yes.

Any questions? Concerns?

No. I'll see you in the morning.

[laughing]
The f*cking whole roof comes off.

[Eric] Danny, I'm just saying
that your family, they just...


They don't give
a f*cking sh*t about you, man.

f*ck your family,
f*ck the f*cking Rayburns.

They hate you, man. They always will.

-Jesus f*cking Christ.
-[man] Hey.

-[woman] Hey!
-[Eric] Okay, man.

Okay, I'm... I'm just trying to help, man.
I'm on your side.


[shudders]

[gavel striking]

[Judge Reens] Raise your right hand.

Do you swear or affirm that the testimony
which you're about to give

will be the truth, the whole truth
and nothing but the truth,

-so help you God?
-I do.

Be seated.

Please state your full name
and occupation.

Jonathan Robert Rayburn.

I'm a detective with the Monroe County
Sheriff's Department.

And, Detective Rayburn,
have you and I met before today?

Yes, ma'am.

And have we talked
about this case before today?

Yes, ma'am, we have.

You and Mr. Marx have
both helped prepare me.

And what did we tell you to say?

You told me to tell the truth.

[Victoria] Thank you.

And you've been a police officer
for how long?

Twenty-seven years.

And in that time, you have received
a number of commendations for excellence.

Is that correct?

Yes, ma'am.

If I could just read off the following:

The Award of Valor,
the Chief's Special Award,

seven different Awards of Commendation,
five Unit Citations,

the Matthew Blickle
Community Service Award,

and you were recognized
by the Florida Police Chiefs Association

for exceptional achievement
and commitment to the public.

Yes, ma'am.

Quite an illustrious career.

And over the course of your career,

did there come a time
when you were involved in an investigation

into the death of an officer

of the Monroe County
Sheriff's Department named Marco Diaz?

Yes, ma'am.

And when and where
did you first become involved?

I was notified at approximately 2:45 a.m.

[Mia] And that night,
after you visited the crime scene,

you went home,
you checked in with your family,

you conferred with Sheriff Aguirre
on tactical plans,

then you went to the hospital

and you donated blood
to your brother, Kevin.

But I'd like to go back to earlier
in the evening,

between 8:30 and midnight.

-Your cell phone gets 17 calls...
-Objection, Your Honor. Relevance.

-[Judge Reens] Sustained.
-Your Honor...

Not your witness, and Rayburn's
private phone calls are hardly relevant.

I'm trying to establish the credibility...

Who he talked to that night
doesn't materially affect his ability

to see, hear or think
about the crime scene.

[sighs]

When was the last time you saw Eric?

That would be, uh...

three weeks...
prior to the night in question.

Which would be the 23rd,
if I'm not mistaken.

You didn't see him at 8 p.m.
the night of the m*rder?

-No, ma'am.
-[Mia] Perhaps you're misremembering.

Didn't you find Eric and handcuff him
and put a g*n to his head?

Objection, speculation.

I'm trying to establish that John Rayburn
has a historical bias towards my client.

I'd like to show how it applies
to the night in question.

Your Honor, Detective Rayburn is
an honorable police officer.

-I trust we're getting there, counselor.
-[Mia] In fact,

didn't you find Eric
a few days later on the 19th

and offer him a g*n
and other gear to protect himself?

Objection, Your Honor. Speculation.

Overruled. Answer the question.

-[Brandon] Your Honor...
-Answer the question.

No, ma'am.

You were at the crime scene
and the g*n disappeared.

And then you visited Eric on the 19th?

-No, ma'am.
-But didn't he end up with the g*n?

Yes, but I can assure you that had nothing
to do with any of my actions.

-[Brandon] Your Honor...
-[gavel striking]

[Judge Reens]
Counselors, please approach the bench.

[door opens]

[Lenny] Hi, John.

You know why I came down here...

in the first place, started my career?

I always thought I'd be somebody
that left things better than I found them.

I'm a small-town guy, always had been.

Not meant for the big stage.

And I thought that I could do it here,
have an impact.

You get a certain age, and, you know...

you start thinking about how you did,
how you're leaving things.

And I did some good, sure,

but in my second year on the force,
I did something wrong.

Real wrong.

Swallowing your family's lie about Danny,
no, that wasn't it.

No, this was... irreversible.

And not long after, a few months,
I got a chance to make it right.

To come clean, fix it.

I didn't do it.

Now I'm an old man,

milling around,

trying to patch up a million
little mistakes that are long gone,

meaningless, all because I didn't do
the one thing when I had the chance.

I don't know
what in hell is going on here,

but I've got a pretty good guess.

And if I'm right,

this is your one chance.

[Mia] And by 3:10 a.m.,
you entered the crime scene.

Is that correct?

That's accurate. It is all detailed
in the crime scene logs.

Yes, you've offered your professional
assessment of the crime scene, Detective.

But I'm just wondering,

why were you there in the first place?

I was one of the responding officers.

But wasn't it a breach
of investigation protocol

for you to have been admitted early
to a crime scene

where your brother had been shot?

No, ma'am, I was doing my job.

And what exactly was the job
that you were doing?

Investigating, looking for leads.

Did you find Detective Diaz's g*n
at the scene?

No, ma'am.

Are you sure?
Did you look everywhere for it?

It was not in its holster.

Was it under the bed?

-I don't know.
-Did you check under the bed?

-No, ma'am.
-Was it in the bathroom?

I don't know.

We don't need to go through
every square inch of the house.

Get to the point.

Well, as we've seen in Exhibit 3,

no g*n was found at the scene...

after the crime scene investigators
finished their report at 4:45 a.m.

What time did you leave the scene,
Detective?

That would have been approximately 3:20.

So, you were there
for less than ten minutes.

Yes, ma'am.
Again, it's all detailed in the reports.

I was there seven minutes total.

And did anybody go
into the house with you?

No, ma'am.

But you had been there before.

Detective Diaz and I were partners
and friends foremost.

Yes, ma'am,
I'd been there many times.

So, you did a sweep of the house alone,

between 3:10 and 3:17 a.m.,

before there was a record of what was
and was not present at the scene.

I did not conduct a sweep.

Did you touch anything?

No, ma'am.

[Mia] You didn't take anything?

-No, ma'am.
-[Mia] Could you have?

[John] Ma'am?

Did you have the time and the privacy
to put a g*n in your pocket, for example?

Yes, ma'am, I suppose so.

Did anybody search you
when you left Marco Diaz's house?

No, ma'am.

So, to be clear,

you were alone in the crime scene
for roughly seven minutes...

and nobody searched you
when you left the house?

That is correct.

What were you doing in there,
Detective Rayburn?

Well, as I said, I was, uh...

I was looking for leads.

I was...

I...

I was saying goodbye to a friend.

Did any of these leads lead you to believe

that Eric O'Bannon
had committed this crime?

-No, ma'am.
-No.

And as we've seen in Exhibit 5,

no other suspect was ever even considered.

Why was that, Detective Rayburn?

It's because we had an eyewitness.

And who was that eyewitness?

Kevin Rayburn.

And do you know Kevin Rayburn?

-Yes, ma'am.
-How do you know Kevin Rayburn?

Kevin Rayburn is my brother.

So, other than your brother's
personal opinion,

was there any other reason
to suspect that Eric had done this?

Yes, ma'am.

Yes?

Yes, ma'am.

And what was that, in your opinion?

Marco...

I'm sorry,
Detective Diaz had mentioned to me

that he was going
to rescind Eric O'Bannon's immunity deal

because he thought that Eric had something
to do with my brother's death

-and may have even k*lled my brother.
-That's bullshit.

-Danny was my best friend! John!
-[Judge Reens] Order.

You know that. I didn't do anything!

-You are in contempt.
-[Eric] Please, John, don't do this to me!

-John, why are you doing this to me?
-[Mia] Eric, stop. Stop!

-[Eric] John, don't do this!
-[Judge Reens] Recess.

-Recess until O'Bannon controls himself.
-Why are you doing this to me?

Please, John!

[John] When is this gonna end?

[panting]

[Sally]
I think my family's cursed, Father Lopez.

I'm sorry, Sally.

If you're not taking this seriously...

You don't have children.
You can't understand.

[sobbing] Sometimes...

I hate them.

You know who God is?

A parent with insanely violent
and destructive children.

What do I do?

I can tell you that...

he had two choices:

Destroy them, or...

or die for them.

[Victoria]
Will you please state your full name?

Chelsea Catherine O'Bannon.

Have you ever had your deposition taken?

No, ma'am.

Okay. Let's go over ground rules.

[cell phone ringing]

Rayburn.

-[woman] You have a collect call from...
-Eric O'Bannon.


[woman]
...at the Monroe County Detention Center.

Will you accept the charges?

[line disconnects]

[Brandon] All right.

So, you're at the bar,
you're drinking with Meg Rayburn

until what time?

-Eleven thirty.
-And then what happens?

She was telling me for half an hour,

saying things like:

"I'm gonna go fix this sh*t."

[Brandon] She was saying "like"?

That's what she said.

Did she say specifically
what she meant by "this sh*t"?

Marco Diaz.

She was gonna fix Marco.

And how do you know that?

I drove her there.

Where?

To Marco Diaz's house.

-Why wouldn't you reveal that till now?
-I didn't wanna get involved.

Why not?

I feared for my safety.

My personal safety.

You feared for it?

Yes.

Well, Miss O'Bannon,

what are you so afraid of?

Miss O'Bannon, answer the question.

What exactly are you afraid of?

The Rayburns.

And what they'd do to me.

["The Dark End of the Street" playing]

♪ At the dark end of the street ♪

♪ That's where we always meet ♪

♪ Hiding in shadows
Where we don't belong ♪


♪ Living in darkness to right our wrongs ♪

♪ You and me ♪

♪ At the dark end of the street ♪

♪ You and me ♪

♪ I know time's gonna take its toll ♪

♪ We have to pay for the lot we stole ♪