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They told me that David

Collins died a week ago.

He was in some military

hospital in Arizona.

There was a fire from oxygen tanks.

About 20 people died,

David Collins was one of them.

Does David have any ID? Credit cards?

I've never seen him use a wallet.

What about his phone?

He has a burner, right?

Why don't you check some

of the numbers he's called?

Your brother knows computers.

Have him look some of them up.

Yeah. That's a good idea.

Hey, Kristen. I think that

couple's been done for a bit.

I've got it. Thanks.

Call me after work, okay?

- Take care of yourself.

- You, too.

Do you want some advice, Luke?

Sure.

Never let anyone pick on you.

Otherwise, you'll carry it with

you the rest of your life.

Those kids at school,

they're bigger than you?

Yeah.

Then bring a knife to school.

If they take it off of

you and beat you up,

you go around their houses at night

and burn them down with

their families inside.

What's the worst they can do?

Yeah. Okay.

Here. You keep it.

You're giving this to me?

Yeah, man, it's yours. I've got others.

Thanks.

Hey.

Mom and Dad around?

No. They went to the store.

Your mom's making pumpkin pie.

That's cool.

Sh*t.

F***!

F***.

Oh, my God!

Hello.

Hey, it's, me.

Hey.

What?

They found the gun that

killed Craig in your van?

Yeah, it was wiped clean.

I guess they just got an

anonymous tip or something.

But you're innocent!

Anna, I know, but,

then they searched my room,

and they found some

other stuff. You know.

So, it looks like I'm actually

gonna be here for a little while.

I love you, all right?

Yeah, I know. I gotta go.

Okay.

Love you, bye.

Honey, you okay?

I...

My friend Craig was killed today.

Oh, my God. I'm so sorry.

How? What happened?

He was shot. I don't know.

And they arrested Zeke for it.

- Zeke?

- I'm sorry, honey.

But if they arrested your ex-boyfriend,

it was probably for a very good reason.

We all know Zeke was never

exactly a pillar of this community.

He's not my ex-boyfriend,

Dad, he's my boyfriend.

I never stopped seeing him.

I'm 20 years old, I can date who I want.

As long as you live in

this house, you cannot.

Oh, you know nothing about him! Nothing!

- I know he's a drugged-out punk junkie...

- Really, Dad!

...who started dating my daughter

when she was 17 years old,

is what I know.

Right.

What about him?

Everybody's best friend.

I called the military base

that he said he was from

and they told me he was dead.

That's military intelligence for you.

Right. Ask to see his ID.

He's not David Collins, okay.

We don't know who he is.

I was part of a special forces

unit when I was injured,

so they should be

providing a cover story

if any civilians ask about me.

That's a good thing.

But I did get my dog tags back.

They're right here.

I don't like to wear them because...

Well, I don't know, but...

I like having them with me,

though, you know.

As for ID, I don't have

a current license,

but, I've got my documents

in my bag. Should I go...

No, no, no. That won't be necessary.

Anna Peterson,

you owe him an apology right now.

- No f***ing way.

- You watch your mouth, young lady.

I am very sorry about your friend Craig.

That's a terrible thing that happened.

As far as it goes with Zeke

Hastings and his crew,

I have it on very good authority they're

nothing but a bunch of pot dealers.

You wanna know why Zeke

was arrested for murder?

Because he probably did it, that's why.

- F*** you!

- SPENCER:

Hey, now, Anna.

I'm sorry, honey.

David, I'm terribly sorry.

No, that's okay.

She's... She's upset.

I probably should have explained

the, special forces thing earlier,

it's just, we're not really

supposed to talk about it.

No. I understand.

I could use a drink.

How about you, David?

Yes, please.

What?

Hey.

I just wanted to say...

I just wanted to say how

sorry I am about Craig.

He seemed like a really cool guy.

And Zeke getting arrested...

Again, I'm very sorry.

I know you don't need me

here at this stressful time.

I'm not helping, which is a shame,

because I promised Caleb I would do

anything I could to help your family.

But just so you know, I'll be

moving on in a couple of days.

So, you don't need to put up

with me much longer, okay?

Okay.

Okay.

Good.

What is this?

Is this the CD you made me?

Yeah.

Is it done?

Yeah.

Well, thank you.

I can't wait to listen to it.

I want every contractor

within a 100-mile radius.

And I don't care where they come from.

KPG, ex-military, whatever.

I'll need a team mobilized

by the time I land.

I'll give them the necessary

mission specs in person.

We can't risk a leak on this.

Good luck.

You took a picture of David's phone?

Yeah. I paid for a

reverse directory thing

to look the number up online.

It said it was this unlisted

landline of a doctor in Miami.

His name's Peter Boddington.

Except he's not a doctor anymore.

He lost his license two years ago

after performing a face lift on

a woman while he was drunk.

So, David knows the guy? I mean,

maybe it's his uncle or something.

That's what I'm trying to figure out.

I need to talk to the police.

The cops found those

drugs in Zeke's room,

so they think they've got their guy.

So, what do you need me to do?

Get any information you can on this guy.

Do you really think David

killed Craig and that other guy?

Yeah. I do.

Okay. I'll see if I can find anything.

Thank you, Luke.

I'm sorry. I'll show you some

magic tricks later. Just...

- Hey, f*ggot.

- Oh. Whoa.

Hey, what's that you're looking at?

Are you looking for someone to

do your sex change operation?

You little f***ing b*tch...

That's right, b*tches.

God damn it.

- Are you okay?

- I'm fine.

- Mrs. Peterson?

- Yes, that's right.

Mr. Alston will see you now.

Please, step inside.

- Okay.

- Just a second.

What happened?

This kid called me a f*ggot,

so I,

broke a yardstick on his face.

Okay.

Awesome.

I'll go in with you.

Okay.

- Is it this way?

- Yes.

Due to our school's zero

tolerance policy on violence,

I'm afraid we have no choice

but to expel your son.

That's pending the

decision of the board,

but I'm afraid it's fairly certain.

- But...

- I'm sorry.

What did the kid call him?

What?

You know, the kid,

the one Luke hit in the face.

What did he call Luke?

I don't think that's relevant

to this conversation.

Did he call him a f*ggot?

I believe that's the word that

was used, yes. But that's no excuse...

So, that makes it a hate crime.

- What?

- A hate crime.

And I'd like to know how many others

have been perpetrated against

her son under your watch.

A gay student targeted with physical

violence finally defends himself,

and you're... What?

Suspending him?

We could consider suspension.

No. You couldn't.

I'll be interested to see

what the board makes of you

when this is in front of the entire country,

not to mention our lawyers.

Do you want to sue them?

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