Mother's Deadly Son

(kissing sounds and more breathing)

That feels so good.

Stop!

Please don't do this!

Jacob!

Jacob!

Please, you don't have to do this!

Jacob!

We can figure this out!

We can talk through this!

Jacob!

- I'm so sorry. - Terrible tragedy.

I just can't believe

- he's gone. - Please, call me

- if you need anything. - So young.

- We're gonna miss him so much.

Oh my God.

Oh, this is my favorite one.

What a clown.

I can't believe he wrote that.

- Stop, it's so cute.

- Look at this right here.

Man, he was so cheesy.

He was romantic.

- I probably should have had a bigger problem

with him dating my younger sister than I did.

- Don't be a jerk, Nathan.

Hi, guys.

Mrs. Davis.

Hey, is it, uh,

okay that we're in here?

Yeah, of course.

He used to love to play,

especially with you.

- My first T-ball team, he was on it.

I remember.

You always pushed him to be better.

- I didn't have to at this last season though.

I mean, I kind of passed him the torch.

You didn't pass him the torch.

He just got better than you.

Shut up, Steph.

Such a girlfriend thing to say.

Stay as long as you like.

The food will be ready soon.

Cool.

- Thank you Mrs. Davis. - Yeah, thank you.

(upbeat pounding electronic music) (video game beeping)

What is it?

You need to come downstairs.

People would like to pay their respects.

- So people can just lie to my face?

Why would you think that?

- They'll tell me how sorry they are,

but behind my back,

they'll just blame me for Ayden's death.

Honey, nobody blames you.

They think I killed him.

- Can we talk about this later, please,

and just come downstairs now?

- Why would he write that?

What are you guys doing?

Just reminiscing.

- Your mom said that it was okay.

That's not your stuff.

It's Ayden's.

Give me that.

Hey man, easy.

Jacob.

- And this. - I'm sorry.

I just, I couldn't remember what I wrote him.

I don't care.

You shouldn't be in here.

- Get out. - Okay.

Okay, we're leaving.

Sorry.

Marianne, I just-

I'm so sorry.

I just came in to help.

I didn't mean to startle you.

I just...

It's fine.

It's fine.

Thank you so much for being here for me for everything.

- Thank you. - Of course.

- Thank you. - Everything right?

What happened?

Oh, I just dropped the salad.

Now I don't know what I'm gonna serve but...

It doesn't matter.

Just try to be more careful, all right?

Daniel, it was an accident.

It was my fault.

I snuck up on her.

- Yeah, well maybe if you weren't in here

trying to do everything yourself,

it wouldn't have happened.

Were you coming in to help?

No, no, no, because if I did,

you'd tell me that I was doing everything wrong.

- Mm-hmm. - It was on me, okay?

You know, and maybe,

maybe if you didn't try to control

every single aspect of their lives,

they wouldn't have felt it necessary

to sneak off to the quarry like they did.

Are you seriously blaming me?

Daniel, you are the one

who makes every single thing a competition.

Everything!

That's why the boys went up there that day

because of you!

You!

Guys, it was an accident!

Okay?

It was a stupid, ugly accident.

And Ayden was a grown boy,

he was 17, and he should have known better.

But you still have a son who needs you.

So I don't think either one of you

wants to say something

that you can't take back right now.

- Well, that's my cue for another beer.

- Do you really think you need one?

Yeah.

I just buried my oldest son today.

Excuse me if I don't count my beers.

I'll go.

No.

Do you mind?

Yes, yes, of course.

Thanks.

It is a tragedy.

It's such tragedy.

It's crazy.

But here's the thing though,

everybody knows Jacob's been jealous

of Ayden his whole life.

Right?

- Nobody really knows what happened.

Shh.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Thank you for coming.

- I heard the police are getting involved.

Those two boys never got along.

Always fighting.

- Have to get an investigator.

Is there? There needs to be.

Not an accident.

I'll be right back.

- You really think you should be drinking?

Why does it matter?

- I just don't think your mother would approve.

She wanted me to mingle.

I'm mingling.

- I'm pretty sure this isn't what she meant.

What are you doing?

You're 16 and drinking?

Put the beer down, son.

Put the beer down.

- I mean, if I were a betting woman,

I would put my vacation home

on Jacob gave his brother a little push.

Excuse me?

Oh, dear.

- How are- - Don't dear me.

How dare you come into my house today

and say something like that?

Jacob had nothing to do with Ayden...

Somebody do something!

Stop it, stop it!

Stop it, stop it!

What are you doing?

- He's out here embarrassing us, drinking beer!

Take it down, okay?

Take it down.

- I haven't spanked him since he was five,

since you convinced me not to.

But I think it's about time -

Jacob, Jacob.

It really is a good school.

- It's a military school for delinquents.

- No, it's a, it's a place to help young men

who need structure get structure.

- Is that what the brochure told you?

- Honey, we're doing this for you.

If there was any other way-

There is.

Tell dad no.

Tell him you're not gonna ship me off.

Let's go.

Look, if you need anything,

will you please call me at anytime for anything?

Can I get a hug?