Dark Places Page #6

make you feel much better now...

- Where's Diondra?

- Oh, let it go. I have.

- What'd you do with the baby, Ben?

- What baby?

- Are you going to keep bullshitting me?

- Let it go, Libby.

What about Trey Teepano?

He said what he had to say

on the witness stand.

That's too easy.

You listen to me.

Today... I can forgive your past lie.

For being confused as a kid.

But god damn it, you're a grown-up now.

Do you really think that our blood

could do something like that?

I totally believe our blood

could do something like that.

I've beaten the sh*t out of people, Ben.

I've busted in doors and windows,

I've killed things!

Half the time I look down

and my hands are in fists.

- Do you really believe we're that bad?

- I do.

Even with Mom's blood.

Even with.

- Then I'm sad for you, little girl.

- Go f*** yourself!

- Is that funny to you?

- No. It's ironic.

What?

You're just as imprisoned as I am.

- It's okay, sweetie.

- No, it's not. I want Ben back.

Why can't we find him?

Is he in trouble because of his hair?

No, it's because of sex.

Everyone at school knows.

What are you talking about?

Ben is your brother, you don't talk

hateful about your brother.

But, Mom, I don't like Ben!

He's bad, he does bad things!

Has he ever touched you in a strange way

or an unbrotherly way?

The only time he touches me

is when he's pushing me or pulling my hair.

Mom, he's a freak!

It's embarrassing, just go in his room,

he's got all sorts of weird stuff.

You snooped in his room?

- Hello?

- Patty? It's Joseph, from the FHA.

Joseph, I can't find the money.

I've had a rough day.

Yes, I heard about Ben.

I wasn't going to phone you.

But how should I say this.

Patty, I trust you.

I pray for you.

I may have a solution to your problem.

I thought we were out of options.

Not entirely.

- Yeah.

- Libby, Libby.

We found Diondra Sue Wertzner.

Born on March 28th, 1968.

Was officially reported missing on October

19th, 1985, and has never been found.

So what the f*** does that mean?

She's dead?

I don't know, we can't be sure.

But did Ben tell you anything?

Hang on.

Hey.

Told you I'd pay you back.

When I saw your name on that note...

I should have recognized you right away,

but... I kinda followed your story,

- but it's been such a long time ago.

- What do you want?

You're not gonna make this

easy for me, are you?

Fair enough.

I was a pretty girl.

I was good in school.

And Ben... he did volunteer work.

He gave drawing lessons.

I had a big crush on him.

We started hanging out together.

I know we were both kids,

but he was old enough...

to not have encouraged me.

It was my first big grown-up kiss.

It only lasted about a second.

And afterwards, of course, he told me

that we should never do it again,

'cause it was wrong.

But he kept writing me notes.

But he refused to spend

any more time with me.

And I was furious.

Then, about a week later

I went to a slumber party

and I told all the girls

about my high school boyfriend.

All proud.

And I made up things that we did.

And from there it just snowballed.

We made up this whole imaginary world,

where Ben was a devil worshiper.

Kind of stories we saw on the news

every day when we were kids.

Ma'am.

Your son is about to be arrested,

and I know what for.

In this next year you will need some money

so you can keep your children at home.

And you will need a good lawyer...

'cause you don't want your son

going to prison labeled a child molester.

What do you have to offer?

Now I myself was once a farmer.

My dad before me and his dad before him.

But we farmers, we'd been swindled.

"Plant fence post to fence post,"

they said.

"Oh, and then buy more land, because,

well, they ain't making any more of it."

Then, whoops. "We're sorry,

we gave you some bad advice.

"We'll just take your farm."

What does this have to do with my son?

Ma'am. I'm no businessman.

And I'm no judge.

I'm certainly no politician.

But if you're brave enough...

I'll give you a real chance

to help your family.

Your brother needs you, Libby.

He doesn't, and he's been

pretty clear about that.

Now that you've explored the case

with all its inconsistencies,

don't you think that Ben deserves

a new, fair trial?

Based on what evidence?

What do we know for sure?

He's lying about Diondra. Why?

But, everybody's a liar.

I lied to get you to KC.

You lied when you said you saw what happened

that day, it doesn't make us murderers.

What makes you so sure I lied?

Why are you so obsessed with this case?

It's not even your story, it's mine.

It's a fascinating puzzle, a mystery

with lots of different theories.

Most of all, there's you

and Ben and Krissi.

Kids who started events that became bigger

than them and had major repercussions.

- I'm fascinated by that.

- Why?

You ever heard about those wildfires

near San Bernardino in 1999?

They destroyed, like, 80 homes

and about 90,000 acres?

I don't know, seems like California

is always burning.

I was the kid who set that fire.

Then shouldn't you have become

a firefighter or something,

overcome your trauma that way?

- So, did you?

- Did I what?

Did you lie that day in court?

Hello?

Hello?

- Can I help you?

- Hey.

We're looking for Trey Teepano.

That'd be me.

Want to talk to you about Ben Day.

My brother.

You're the one who lived? Debbie?

Libby.

You remember Runner Day?

He said you were a bookie

or something, back then.

Yeah. Runner owed me a lot of money.

Still does, I guess.

It doesn't mean I know what happened

in your house that night.

- You were into devil worshiping?

- I'm reformed now.

I'm a good God-fearin' Indian.

You remember Diondra Wertzner?

Your brother...

Your brother was crazy about that girl.

Parents neglected her,

so she was always creating drama.

She'd run away, come back home.

Total soap opera.

This time, I guess,

she just ran away for good?

She's been listed

as a missing person for 25 years.

Yeah, she was one of them girls

who was always trying to be someone else.

Yeah, she'd talk in an English accent

one day and next day it'd be Southern.

She liked to use her porn name, too.

- She did porn?

- No. It was that game.

What was the name of your childhood pet?

Crazy.

What was the name of the street

you grew up on?

Rural Route 2.

Well, that's not going to work.

It's supposed to sound slutty.

You know, like Bambi Evergreen.

What was Diondra's...

It was... Polly something...

Polly Palm.

What was the name your brother

had tattooed on his arm?

- Oh, my God!

- It was Polly, right?

I got her. Polly Palm

in Kearney, Missouri.

The only one listed in the whole country

apart for a nail boutique in Shreveport.

Something like me,

with open arms, I tell you...

I don't feel good.

I think I need something to eat.

What?

You're f***ed.

Hey, Dio, it's Megan.

I'm totally freaked out about Ben Day.

Did you hear he molested

all those girls?

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