Prom Night

- Thanks for taking us to the movies.

- You're welcome, Donna.

See you at school tomorrow.

I'll wait for you at cheerleading tryouts.

Yeah, I think I'm gonna skip it this year.

Why?

Well, my mom doesn't think

it's such a good idea, you know,

- with all that's happened.

- She's probably right.

There's only one spot left on the team,

and one of us has to get it

so that Crissy doesn't.

What did that poor girl do to you two

to make you hate her so?

Where do you want me to start?

See you tomorrow. Bye.

Bye.

They had an 8 and 2 record in 1941,

when they won the Rose Bowl at Duke.

I'm home.

Dad?

Joey?

I almost killed myself on this!

Joey?

Did you hear me, butthole?

Hey!

Turn the TV down.

Where is she?

Where is she?

She's not here!

I swear to God!

Oh, help me, somebody!

Please, don't.

She belongs to me.

Where is she?

- I know you know, you're her mother.

- No!

Tell me where she is!

She's at a sleepover.

Please, don't.

Help me! Help me! Please, stop! Stop!

Help me!

I did it for us.

No!

And then what happens?

And then I wake up, just like I always did.

Well, like I told you before,

the nightmare is an associate form

of reliving the real experience.

It's to be expected.

I know.

I just...

They went away for such a long time.

I can't believe they're back.

Donna, it's going to take

more than three years.

You're doing amazingly well.

Think of him only as a phantom to you now.

He was caught and put away forever

The only place that he can hurt you

is in your dreams.

I just thought they stopped.

Psychological trauma often heightens

during times of transition.

And you don't need me to tell you

that your life is in transition.

High school is coming to an end,

college in the fall.

The uncertainty

that comes with being an adult.

The memories of that night

will come and go and fade with time,

but you will never forget it.

Just like you'll never forget tomorrow night.

But hopefully that will be a memory

that you'll always want to remember.

So, tell me,

what color is your dress?

It's a champagne color

with pink and gold beads and it's corseted,

so it's a little sexy.

Oh, it sounds pretty.

If you want to talk about sexy,

you should see Lisa's dress

with that plunging neckline.

Ronnie's gonna love you in it.

Yeah, he's gonna love me

even more out of it.

I made sure Ronnie got

the biggest limousine he could find.

I can't actually believe

that Michael is helping spring for the limo

and a two bedroom suite

with Ronnie and Bobby.

It's prom night.

That boy's planning on getting laid.

Yeah. In his dreams maybe.

All right, Donna. Have a look.

Oh, it looks good. I like it.

- Donna?

- What?

- You okay?

- Yeah, I'm okay.

What time did Bobby say

to be ready for the limo?

- 7:
00.

- Oh, I'm so excited.

- He's going to be here soon, Donna!

- Okay, Aunt Karen!

She's come so far.

Going to her senior prom.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh, my God. Oh, my gosh. I'm sorry.

Sorry.

No, no, it's okay.

Have you stopped taking your pills?

Yeah, for like a week now.

You know what Dr. Crowe said.

I know, I just...

I don't want to be numb tonight.

I wanna remember everything.

Everything that happens.

Besides, you know, it's my prom.

I'm supposed to be really anxious, right?

Of course you are.

Gosh, you look so beautiful.

Thanks.

You are gonna have so much fun.

This is gonna be a great night.

Oh, my God! He's here.

Don't worry.

Here.

I know she would want you

to wear it tonight.

No, no. What if I get something on it?

She would be so proud of you.

Come here.

Thank you.

I'm gonna go downstairs

and tell Bobby that you're almost ready.

Okay.

Thanks.

I wouldn't be getting

a scholarship or anything, not my first year.

But I think if I work really, really hard...

You look beautiful.

Thanks.

You look so good. You clean up very well.

Thank you.

It's so pretty.

Yeah. Four hours with the flower lady.

- Did you pick it out yourself?

- Kind of.

Did not!

Okay, yeah. Thank you.

- Thank you.

- Here, I can do this.

- I'm kidding, I'm kidding.

- Oh, my God!

You totally scared me.

- Perfect.

- Photo op.

Okay, ready?

- So cheesy.

- Okay. One, two, three, four, five.

There we go.

We're trusting you.

- I went to prom once...

- Honey, honey. It's okay.

I know, sir.

You have nothing to worry about.

You're the most beautiful girl in the world.

- Thanks, Uncle Jack.

- Come here.

- I love you guys.

- Have a great time, all right?

- Thank you.

- Good night.

I cannot wait to get there.

You look awesome!

Let's get to the goddamn prom.

You guys look so pretty!

Well, not the guys,

the guys look very handsome.

Wait, now guys get in.

You know Crissy is going

all Hollywood with her theme this year

since she's the president

of the prom committee.

I heard that she spent $100,000 over budget

and her dad had to write a check.

- Stop it!

- He's totally pissed!

I wish that was my daddy.

Rich b*tch, one word.

- Oh, hyphen.

- $100,000?

Come on, more pictures! Pictures!

Next?

Great. Perfect.

- Hey, Winn.

- Yeah, that's Detective Winn to you, kid.

This just came in for you.

What?

- Biller here.

- This is Detective Winn from Bridgeport PD.

I'm calling about a fax

concerning the escape of Richard Fenton.

What the hell is going on?

We just received word from the hospital

of Fenton's escape on Wednesday evening.

Why'd it take three goddamn days

to notify us?

Sorry, sir. I needed to notify the court.

- Damn it, I don't believe this.

- What is it?

This is a case I had three years ago.

Hey, Jones, get me a car?

Come on.

High school teacher, he got crazy obsessed

with a young female student.

They fired him. That didn't stop it.

Then the family got a restraining order

against him and he went psycho.

She got home from the movies,

he didn't know she was there.

She hid under the bed

and had to watch him kill her mother.

Oh, my God.

We arrested that son-of-a-b*tch at his house.

We found journals of this guy

having fantasies about this girl.

He had pictures of her everywhere.

That was pretty hard for her, too,

she had to ID him.

You got something to say, Mr. Fenton?

Nothing can keep us apart.

- That's him.

- She needs me now more than ever.

She has no family.

- I see what you're trying to do.

- All she has is me.

- Hey, listen to me.

- You know we love one another?

- Ask Donna.

- Can we go now, please?

Are we almost done here?

Donna makes me feel,

and when I touch her...

That's enough!

Don't look over there, look at me!

- Can we go now, please?

- We'll be together forever.

You're gonna be in jail!

We'll be together forever.

That's my promise.

That's enough. We're going.

All right, you're going to jail.

I'll see you soon, Donna.

We matched DNA,

his prints were everywhere,

so her IDing him sealed the deal.

As far as we were concerned,

he was going to die. Definitely.

The jury didn't think so.

No, they came back with insanity.

He's been in a maximum security prison

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