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Help!

Search the trees! Search everywhere!

Dispatch to Deputy Accord.

Deputy Accord. Come back.

Ren!

Ren! Are you there?

Ren, do you read me? Seriously, pick up.

Yeah. Go for Ren.

Uh, yeah, we got a situation.

Possible 12-28.

Send the new guy. Got my son's game.

He's pitching. I don't wanna be late.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I... I thought you were a sworn and deputized

officer of the law. My fuckin' mistake.

You got an address?

Uh, Buena Vista Dunes.

Down by the villas.

Possible weapons?

It's nothing.

Just pull yourself together and check it out.

Ma'am?

I need you to turn around!

Show me your hands!

Alma.

-I'm all sticky. -Yeah.

Uh, you... you get cleaned up

after we get through what we have to get through.

-Um, I preserve the... -...evidence.

There's, um, an examination.

So, uh, look,

the first thing that I need to ask you...

uh, did--

Do you know your assailant?

I wasn't raped, dummy. My dog was killed.

Do you wanna tell me what happened?

I got drunk. That's what happened.

Yeah, I see that.

No, you'll think I'm crazy.

Try me.

A wolf

and a bunch of goats killed my dog.

Oh.

Okay.

Yeah. I was out to the lake...

...for a swim, like I do every day.

It's part of my program to... to... to...

keep me from drinking.

-Isn't that cold? -Yeah, if you're a pussy.

Me and Tig were walking

past the Buena Vista Beach villas or some shit.

-Who's Tig? -Tigger, my fucking dog.

You're not very good at this.

Sorry. Um, go on.

That's it.

Okay.

Well, if that's all you're gonna share,

I think that I should tell you what this... looks like.

You know, you caused quite a scene walking in here.

So, what everyone is gonna say is that,

"Alma's on another bender."

"She went out with her dog off the leash...

...and it ran away and got eaten by a cougar."

"Can't even take care of a little dog."

"There she goes again."

"-All fucked up Alma... -...being fucked up."

So...

you can let that be the story or you can illuminate me.

Tell me what actually happened.

But that's up to you.

I got a game I need to get to.

T... Tigger and I were walking home and...

there were these goats on the road.

And these goats, they... they made a circle around us.

And they were all jumpy and shit...

and weird, and then there was this wolf.

And he's fucking huge.

So, I'm really scared.

And Tig's just pulling at the leash,

trying to get at it, you know, cause he's trying to protect me?

And then... and then I drop the leash.

I didn't mean to.

And I'm really sorry I did.

That dog loved me,

and I got him killed.

All that was left was just a heap of blood, and guts,

and just his teeth.

Like he was smiling or something.

Like... like he was happy that he was gone.

I'm sorry. Oh, my God. I'm such a mess.

I'm really sorry that happened.

I don't think there's anything that I can do about it. I...

Kill the wolf.

Oh, I-- No, I c-- I can't do that.

-Yes, you can. -No, I can't. They're protected.

Killing a wolf is a Class C felony.

Well, I mean, it is the law. I... I...

Do you remember me in high school?

-Yeah. -How I used to be?

Yeah. It's hard to forget.

Yeah, I was beautiful.

And I knew it.

And you playing that ball...

with that arm of yours.

We were special.

You were special.

What happened?

Kill the wolf for me.

You promise?

I promise.

-Jesus! -Whoa!

Don't worry. It's just me.

We got a situation.

Come on, I'm here to see my boy play.

Oh! Look at who showed up to protect and serve!

Shit! I feel safer already.

Protect and serve my left nut, Betty.

-What did you say to my wife? -Uh-oh!

Watch out, criminal element. It's Deputy Ren,

armed with harsh language and balloon animals.

All right, gang. You know what?

I got a bag of dicks in the car in case you wanted something

other than vape pens to suck on.

What the fuck did you do to her?

Oh, it's nothing.

In high school, she told everyone I have herpes.

So, I told everyone she gave it to me,

and it just kinda escalated over the decades.

I don't have herpes, by the way.

Good to know.

What's the situation?

Possible 12-32 in progress.

-Really? -Yeah.

Hey! Sheriff's department!

-Drop those beers! -Put the beers down!

Get outta here now!

Put the beers down!

-Beers down! -Hands in the air!

Yeah, you better run!

Before I haul your ass off to the joint.

Justice served...

and so are we.

Wow. Check that out.

Holy shit.

Eighteen years, okay.

Where'd these little pimps steal that from?

Yeah. Welcome to Spiral Creek.

Nothing good ever comes from here, but...

...lucky for the wider world, nothing ever leaves either.

To Steelheads!

Whoo-hoo!

Yee-haw! Let's go, boys!

All right, Jack, come on! Stay focused!

Yeah!

You see that?

You know, when he was 14...

he threw a two-seamer so hard,

it knocked the webbing out of a new glove.

-True story. -Oh, really?

You know where he gets it, right?

No shit.

Oh, yeah. No, I had my day.

I could strike you out right now

if it wasn't for the old Tommy Johns.

It's true.

-Come on Jack! -Let's go, Jack!

Strike!

Good job, Jack! Keep it up! Stay focused!

-Strike one! -Steelheads!

Steelheads! Steelheads!

Steelheads! Steelheads!

Strike two!

-Yeah! Way to go, son! -Whoo!

Let's go, son!

Strike three!

-Yeah! -Yeah!

Way to go, son! Yeah!

Whoo!

My boy!

Good job, Jack! Good job!

Hey.

Hey.

Yeah, we're getting outta here.

What you got there, Dad?

-Hey! -Hey.

-Great game. -Hey, thanks.

S... so good. Congratulations.

-Such a good game. -Thanks.

I... I... I saw you talking to James Cook.

-Yeah. -What'd he say? Huh?

You know, he scouted me when I was your age.

I remember. What's with the balloon, Dad?

And I called him, and he came.

-I know. -He came!

-I know. -What did he say?

-Uh... -What's with the balloon?

Connie.

Uh, this... this-- It's--

It-- I just-- It's... it's silly, but...

you... you were eight years old.

And remember-- We took him to Chuck E. Cheese. Remember?

And you said, "Dad, I want the big red balloon."

And I said,

"The day that you win regionals, it's yours."

I didn't forget.

Looks like you've had a good day.

Yeah.

It was great, right? You... you saw him.

Yeah. I also saw you under the bleachers.

That's... that's Jack's balloon.

I got it for him. Give it... give it to him.

-It's... it's okay. -No, it's not!

Give it to Jack! I got it for him!

-Come on! -Oh!

I... I am so sorry.

-It's... it's okay. Um-- -Hey, listen, um, Ren.

Yeah.

It's my night tonight. He's coming home with me. Okay?

Yeah, I got it. It's okay. Thank you, Mom.

Uh.

Sorry... I'm sorry about the balloon, Dad, uh--

Oh, look, I don't give a...

...give a shit. It's stupid anyway.

Hey! Tell... tell me what the kingmaker said.

You know, he came on my invite.

-I know. I know. -Only I could do that.

I know. And we can talk about it tomorrow, okay?

Yeah, absolutely. Absolutely. Tomorrow's my night.

I'll see... I'll-- Tell me all about it tomorrow.

All right. See you tomorrow.

Ice that arm, okay?

-Do you remember me? -Kill the wolf for me.

It wasn't always like this, right?

Oh, fuck.

Well, fuck me.

Hey there, little guy.

You gonna do a little jig for me?

Where, uh... where's all your little friends, huh?

Hello.

Whoa.

Where'd you go? Huh?

I see you've had your meal!

It's time for you to go!

I don't wanna hurt you, but I keep my promises!

Go! Come on! Go!

Don't come back!

Oh, fuckity fuck.

He who is greedy

is always in want.

Are you--

I am the wolf and you are the weasel.

You're not very good at this.

You're not very good at this.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck! Ah, shit.

Where the fuck is it?

Hello?

-Uh-- -Hello. Who is this? Huh?

Hey... hey, Dad. Um...

What?

Dad, uh...

What's wrong? Huh?

Uh. Nothing, nothing.

I ju-- I just wanted to just call and see if you're okay.

Why?

I-- I don't know. I don't know.

I just-- I-- I just-- I just wanna check in.

Don't do that. Okay?

You don't... you don't have to check in on me.

Don't act like your mother. I'm good. Okay?

Jack.

Hey. I'm sorry, man.

I'm really sorry...

about all of it.

It's just work has been like...

It's okay, Dad.

See you tomorrow night.

Come on. Shit.

"Shit"?

"No shit, no Lotus." The Buddha said that.

Roger that, Captain.

Bring it in here, Deputy.

-And that's an order. -Okay.

Oh, hell of a game last night!

Wait. You... you were... you were at the game?

Yeah, I was there.

Oh, breath control.

You know, it's a hell of a... hell of a tool.

Some might say even more powerful than this one.

Yeah. Yes, sir. Yeah. Tools.

Yeah. So, here's the deal.

The lieutenant position.

You want it?

Really?

Well, I-- Of course I want it. Ye-- Very much so.

Thank you, Captain. Thank you.

So, it'll be between you and Murph.

Murph?

No, no. He... he's new here. He doesn't know this town like--

Oh, Murph!

-Captain. -Hey!

There he is.

Banana bread. My girlfriend's mom's recipe.

-Oh, thanks, kid. -Of course.

Ren! There's someone here to see you!

Who?

Alma. And she's not covered in blood.

Thank God.

Alma?

Hi. I got this for you.

What?

I... I just wanted to thank you for yesterday.

Oh, no, Alma. You... you... You don't have to thank me.

No, no. You were such a good listener.

And... and you're gonna kill the wolf for me.

You can't kill wolves. That's a Class C felony.

Yeah, I know. Pam.

You're still gonna kill the wolf for me, right?

I... I... I...

-I tried. -You saw him?

-Yeah, I-- I can't get into it right now. -You saw how big he was?

-Yeah. -Okay.

Well, uh, maybe you can tell me later about it

over dinner tonight?

I... I'm married.

Oh. I... I thought you and Connie were separated.

No. Yeah, yeah, yeah. We... we... we are.

But I... I want you to know

that technically, I'm still married.

But I heard she was sleeping with Principal Griffen.

-They moved in together. -Thank you, Pam.

Yes.

-Connie and Principal Griffen are dating but-- -Hey, Pammy.

Did you order those sage bundles?

No. Don't shush me.

We gotta sage the office for the new moon.

So, can you get on that, please? Thank you.

I get it. You're just too cool for me.

No, no, no, Alma. That's... that's not what--

Cause the least you can fucking do is come over

and taste my fucking chicken casserole.

Especially now, that I've got no one

cause my dog is dead.

Oh, shit.

Hey.

-Hey, Jack. -Hey, Dad.

Why was the door locked?

Uh...

-You forgot. -No, no. I didn't forget.

-Fine. -I just--

She asked me out last minute. And her dog just died.

So, I was like... But that's-- It's no excuse.

You have a date?

I'm gonna call.

-I'm gonna cancel-- -No, no. No, no, no.

-Don't... don't cancel. I'll-- It's good. -No...

-I wanna hear about James Cook. -It's good. I want you to go.

No, I have homework and shit. It's fine. I got stuff to do.

-Don't worry about it. -Oh, "homework and shit, stuff to do."

-Yes. I go to school. -No, come on.

Give me the highlights. What'd he say? Stanford?

-Vandy? -After your date, okay?

My boy's taking it to the next level.

Yeah, I guess so.

You're getting outta here, aren't you?

I'm trying. Here you go.

So proud of you.

Thanks, Dad. Yeah.

Hey.

All right, all right, all right. Yeah. Messed you all up.

-Love you, okay? -I love you too.

Okay. You got this. Go. Go.

Go, I got stuff to do! Okay? Go. Have fun. All right?

-Hi! -Hi!

What?

It's been a long time since somebody's cooked for me.

Mm! Tangy!

This looks great.

Fuckity fuck!

-Is it bad? -Hot.

I'm sorry.

No, it's fine. It's okay.

Wow! That's really good, Alma.

Are you pulling my leg?

No, no. Reminds me of growing up.

Me, too.

Used to be one of my favorites.

You know, I don't remember you being like this in high school.

Like what?

Well, you were always really cute.

But now, you're just so fucking hot!

Alma.

-I have a question for you. -Yeah, sure.

Did you ever have a crush on me?

You don't have to answer that. But did you?

-Well-- -It's... it's fine. It's... I

I know I messed up. Okay? But you know what?

Seeing Tigger like that

and what he did for me, it really opened my eyes.

And I'm... I'm gonna be a better person.

I'm gonna...

I'm gonna be the best fucking person I can be.

No more booze and no more drugs. Starting tomorrow.

I'm just-- I'm really nervous right now.

You make me really nervous, Deputy Accord.

-No, I don't. -Yes, you do.

Really?

-Oh, shit. Dammit! -It's okay.

-I'm so sorry. -No, it's okay.

No, no. I got it all over your casserole.

No, it's okay. As long as you liked it.

I'm so, so sorry.

Hey, Rock, come on.

-Hey. -How's that banana bread, huh?

Um...

-I didn't make it. -Good, it sucks.

Am I gonna see you again?

Yeah.

Yeah. I... I... I'd really like that.

Okay, good.

Cause if you liked my casserole,

I think you're really gonna like my meatloaf.

God, I love the way you smell.

Take a fucking picture, Betty!

Wouldn't waste the film on you, slut.

-Call me later? -Uh-huh.

To the future.

Yeah, this is Ren.

-Ren! -Huh?

You're bleeding.

Oh.

Ren?

You... you're saying Jack is missing?

Jack's missing. He wasn't in school today.

When's the last time you saw him?

Have you tried calling his phone?

-Yes. -He's not answering. His phone's off.

His friends haven't seen him.

Haven't heard from him since yesterday.

Did anything happen this morning when he left you?

Um...

No. He... he came over last night with Rocky.

-Rocky's dead. -It was kinda hard to make out.

Wasn't much left of him.

His collar was there. It's Rocky.

Where did you find him?

Route 22, out by the dunes out passed--

Buena Vista.

That's right. How'd you know?

When did you see Jack last?

I... I just said last night.

-He came over. -What did you do?

N... nothing! Oh, my God. Nothing.

No, I had plans.

Your plans were with your son.

Just tell her, Ren.

-I had a date. -You had a date?

It was your night with Jack!

But you needed to get laid

rather than spend time with your son!

Jesus fucking Christ, Connie! Like you're one to talk.

Don't talk to her like that.

What the fuck are you doing here, Larry?

-That's my son. Not yours. -Language, son.

I'm not your student anymore.

I can say whatever the fuck I want, pervert.

-She's half your age! -Ren, stop!

How'd you know where we found Rocky?

Uh... There's a wolf out there,

and... and a herd of goats. They're who killed Alma's dog.

Whoa! Goats?

The... the goats don't fucking matter, Murph.

-Like billy goats? -Language, son!

But goats?

Let's table the goats for the moment, Murph.

I'm just saying that this wolf,

I... I think that he's responsible.

Ren.

I know this is a lot to take in.

And we all want what's best for Jack.

That's why I'm gonna let Murph take the lead on this.

Look, look. I know the standard operating procedure

for a missing person.

Connie can put together a list of all of her friends.

Larry, make yourself useful.

Round up the teachers for interviews.

And, Murph, look through his Internet,

social media history, canvass his last known contacts,

while you... you coordinate a command center. Right?

But... but let me... let me tell you something.

That's my boy. I'm gonna find him.

-You're hurting me! -Hey! Hey, Stark! Come on!

It's hot in here!

You're not hot, Ashley. You're drunk.

-I need to do this. -Okay, Ren.

-Get his ass back here. -But you're taking Murph.

-I'm not asking. -Fine.

I want water.

-Ren? -Jesus!

-I'm shit! I'm dead. -Jesus.

Ew! Gross!

-Jesus! -I'm sorry. Ren, I'm... I'm shit.

Okay, no. Stop doing that, Ashley.

You're... you're just rubbing it around.

Pam, would you get some towels, please?

-Uh-uh. I'm not going near that. -What do they pay you for?

Uh, I don't know, not that.

-Pam! -Dad!

Yeah. Welcome to Spiral Creek, right?

What I don't get is that now

Loki is supposed to be a good guy?

I mean, are we supposed to forget

that he's literally a genocidal monster?

I don't care that he was so-called

"brainwashed" by the Mind Stone, he's a sociopathic killer.

Nobody does a good retcon anymore.

No one's gonna tell 'em what they need to hear.

"Hey, Stan Lee, you're not very good at this."

You're not very good at this.

-What? -What?

-What did you just say? -Nothing.

Just-- I was trying to get your mind off things.

But I'm feeling...

Look, I'm picking up some weird energy between us.

-So, I'm just gonna lay it out. -This is not the time.

I know I just got here,

and you want the lieutenant position

-just as much as I do-- -Not now.

And, heck, you probably deserve it.

-But here's the way I'm thinking. Here's the way-- -Not now!

What the-- Ah! Hey, chill, man!

I... I'm just thinking we gotta work together--

Can you be quiet for one second, Murph?

Goats.

-Just like you said. -Stay in the car.

Oh. Come on, man. It's just a goat.

He's not alone.

Oh, well...

Wait.

Why is that goat eye-fucking us so hard?

-Whoa! -Jesus, fuck!

-Whoa! -Whoa!

Jesus.

Ah, what...

Let's follow 'em.

Uh, uh, no, thank you very much. We should wait for back up!

Whatever the fuck that was,

we cannot be going out there to follow it.

Dammit, Ren! We can't-- I'm not--

Fuck!

I just think the smart thing to do

would be to go back and talk to some locals.

They're leading us to Jack. Don't you see that?

-And you know that how? -Look, we're doing this.

-No, Ren! -I'm your superior.

Oh, come on!

I'm just saying. I've seen more than you.

Can we at least agree on that?

I'm not agreeing to that.

Goddammit!

I need your help, Murph! You gotta trust me.

Because if you don't, I'm...

Hey, Jack!

Jack, Jack!

Jack!

Can you hear me, son?

Jack, say something!

Dude, I got no bars. We're fucked.

Stay focused, Murph. Okay?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. no.

We gotta get back. Which way is the back?

Let's keep it in one piece. Okay?

We have to get the fuck outta here.

Ren, you said to trust you.

And I'm trying, but you gotta do something.

All right. Shine your flashlight right here. Come on. Right here.

I know this battery is good.

So, it's probably one of these contacts or something.

You're pretty good at this wilderness stuff, huh?

Yeah.

I got kicked out of the Boy Scouts.

My battery, man. Come on!

No!

-One more. -Just hurry it up, man.

Got it.

Oh, man.

You're afraid of the dark too?

Well...

here's the way I see it. We're lost.

We won't know where we are till morning.

So, why don't you take the first shift?

I'll take the second shift, and back and forth,

and back and forth. Sound good?

Yeah, it's actually not bad.

Thank you.

Could you please...

Well, where else am I gonna sleep?

-I'll do it for you. -Yeah, no, thank you.

Why don't you go over there?

Make yourself a nice, little pillow.

-Outta what? -Outta not me.

Fine.

It's not as comfortable.

You wanna take the first shift?

Can I confess something to you?

You wanna know why I transferred here?

Because I thought it would be nice.

Calm.

I hate violence.

When people argue, fight. Makes me physically sick.

I'm a peace officer.

You know, I don't even put bullets in my gun

unless some super heinous shit is about to go down.

And as far as snacks go, I'm team salty.

Anyway, those are my confessions.

Now, you go.

The way we were,

it wasn't always like this, right?

I just wanted to call and see if you were okay.

-Jack? -Jack?

Jack?

Jack? Jack?

Ashley?

-Ren, I'm sorry! -Ashley, where's Jack?

I'm a shit! I'm sorry!

Where's Jack?

Look!

-Look where? -No, please. In the tree.

Ren.

Alma.

Ren.

Search the trees. Search everywhere.

He told me not to tell you. He stole Jack.

Ren! Search the trees!

-Search everywhere! -Oh, no!

He loves you! Find him!

Alma! Alma! No!

No!

Why are you doing this?

I want my son back!

He who is greedy

is always in want.

Where is Jack?

Where is he?

Please.

Jack! Jack!

No!

Oh, God!

Murph.

Murph. Murph, wake up!

Jack's at the lake. He's in the water. Come on!

Hey, bring it in!

-You okay there, Ren? -I saw him.

His jacket. I saw it. It was in the water.

He's out there.

The wolf has my boy.

The only way that Jack will survive

is if you believe me.

-I'm not crazy. I'm not crazy! -Ren, Ren--

Ashley Stenka, he was here.

He saw it. Ask... ask him. Ask Ashley.

Ashley's a drunk, Ren.

He doesn't know his ass from his elbow.

Ask him!

All right. Maybe we can all use some breathing--

Enough with the goddamn breathing!

I'm not crazy here. I'm not. I know that I'm not.

And I know I sound crazy, but I'm not.

No one's saying you're crazy.

-You just need to get some rest. -No...

No. We... we... we need to keep looking.

We will, we will. I promise.

But I'm sending you home.

-What? No, no, no, no. -Listen.

Never thought I'd say this, but, uh,

maybe you could use a drink, today, you know?

-It's just me! It's just me! -W... w... w... w... what is that?

I was making a meatloaf.

Okay. It's okay. It's just me.

What the fuck?

I was... I was trying to do something nice for you.

Okay, I'm just gonna-- It-- It's just me.

W... w... w... w... w... w... what is that?

-It's a... it's a... it's a nightie. -Mm, mm-mm. Mm-mm. That.

Sorry, sorry, sorry. It's m-- it's ketchup.

-What happened? -Alma.

-Yeah? -I need to tell you something.

Okay.

I saw the wolf. He has Jack.

What?

And nobody believes me. Nobody.

Not Murph, not Stanton. No one! They told me to come home.

Can you believe that? Told me I need a goddamn drink

-if you can believe it! -Hey.

I believe you.

Now, where did you come from?

The sky.

What are you thinking about?

Jack.

Of course you are.

I had nothing before Jack.

First thing that happened to me before I could even remember...

I was left.

My mother didn't want me.

So, I was born and left.

And, you know, I was adopted, but...

it did not work out.

So, I had nothing. Nobody wanted me.

I'm sorry.

Baseball wanted me.

I had my arm... for a while.

And, you know...

...when I first met Connie, I thought...

"Hmm... ...maybe," you know?

She was just like the others.

As soon as I busted my arm, she acted like I was a parasite.

I was gonna break up with her. I was.

I had it all planned out.

I was gonna move to Sheldon, rent an apartment...

fresh start.

And then she told me she was pregnant.

So, I stayed.

And Jack was born.

And when I met him...

that was it.

That was it.

The way he looked at me, you know?

Hey, here's something.

He was the first person in the whole world

that I ever met who looked like me.

'Cause I... I didn't have my real parents, you know?

So, no one I ever knew ever looked like me.

He did.

Like, the same eyes, nose, smile.

So, I decided at that moment...

it was gonna be me and him.

We were gonna make it.

We were gonna get outta here.

Is that what Jack wants?

Yeah, of course. That's what Jack wants.

Are you sure?

I know my own son.

It seems like you're living your life through him.

You greedy little piggy.

What?

I said you're a greedy fucking piggy.

You should go get it. It could be Jack.

-Did you lose your phone? -Mm-mm!

Alma?

Hey! Hey, it's me!

Um, I had a really good time last night and I--

Hey, uh, I can't-- I can't hear you.

You're... you're... you're... you're breaking up.

Hello? ...by the lake.

I went swimming-- Hello?

You know what? I'll just-- I'll-- I'll just call you--

He who is greedy

is always in want.

Here, piggy, piggy, piggy!

I want my son back!

It's too late!

He's coming for you! You can't save yourself.

He's coming for all of you!

You can't save them. You can't save anyone!

Alma?

Come on, Alma, baby. We gotta go. Shit!

Come on, baby! Where are you?

Alma, we gotta go!

It's beautiful, Ren.

It's almost over.

Like...

ice cream melting on a summer day.

It's hot!

Betty, where's Alma?

You're worried about the wrong person.

Wanting is all you know. Wanting is all you'll get.

Wanting is all you know!

Wanting is all you'll get--

Captain!

Murph!

Ren?

Jesus!

-Where is everybody? -Uh, yeah.

The whole town's coming down with something.

Yeah, I know.

Look, we gotta gear up. We can stop him.

Yeah. Look, Ren.

There's something I need to talk to you about.

It's about Jack.

Why don't you have a seat?

Wait. What... what is this?

-Is this an interrogation? -No.

We just thought it would be best if we were both here.

You can holster your weapon, son.

So, we found Ashley Stenka in the woods. He's dead.

His head was bashed in.

I don't give a fuck about Ashley.

Why aren't you listening to me? We've gotta go.

We gotta get out--

There was blood everywhere.

But here's where things get weird.

It wasn't just Ashley's blood.

There were two different blood types.

And it turns out,

the second blood sample was Jack's.

Jack's blood was on him.

Now, how it got there, we don't know.

We haven't found a weapon.

And that's what we need to talk to you about.

Ren!

Ren!

Ren, we're not done here. Oh!

Oh, my God!

Oh, Jesus. Pammy!

God. Sweetheart, we have got to get you covered up.

-Oh, no. I'm-- -Baby, let's get you home.

I'm just hot. I'm just hot. It's hot outside, isn't it?

-No, baby, just put this on. -It feels so-- I'm hot.

-Are you on something? -Are you hot?

Jeez! I knew I should have called in sick.

Hey, l... listen.

Did you get into Daddy's gummies?

-You know, the shroomies? -I never loved you.

Uh. Okay.

Uh, guys, could you get her into the break room?

Look, Ren, it's beautiful.

It's almost over.

You... you need to lock her up right now. Right now.

I'm not putting my daughter in the goddamn cage.

I'm calling the hospital. And you get cleaned up.

Get a hold of yourself.

It's gonna be okay.

Come here! Piggy, Piggy, Piggy!

Why is it so dark in here?

What... what happened to the lights?

That's far enough, Ren. Stay right there.

What is this?

I'm sorry to say this, but, Ren, you're under arrest.

For what?

For the murder of Ashley Stenka and your son.

What are you talking about?

Geez, it's hot. Are you... are you guys hot?

Alma found Ashley's body in the woods.

-Alma Jensen? -You know her?

Of course I know her!

That's my girlfriend, shit for brains!

And she found the murder weapon.

A moonshine jug covered with blood,

two types, and fingerprints.

Second blood type, it's your son's.

I did not kill Ashley. I didn't!

Murph, don't... don't do this.

-Come on. You saw the goats. -Okay.

No, you saw them. Murph, we need to save people.

Pam! We just saw Pam!

Come on! We need to stop this wolf now!

Fingerprints are yours, Ren.

-You did this. -No, no, no!

It's not me. It's him!

Where is Jack, Ren? What did you do with his body?

-I don't feel so good. -He who's always in want.

Stop it! What do you want from me?

-Jesus. -I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I'm shit! I'm so shit!

He's coming! He's coming for all of you!

Murph, we gotta go.

We're in danger! We need to go right now!

You... you have the right to remain silent.

-It's time to lock and load. -Anything you say can

-and will be used against you in the court of law-- -You gotta believe me.

You have the right to an attorney!

You gotta believe me!

I'm shit. I'm so much shit! Fuck me!

Oh, fuck.

You greedy piggies!

You're all gonna die!

You're all gonna die! He's coming for you!

He's coming for all of you!

Pammy!

Murph. Come on. You gotta let me go.

What's going on? What the fuck is going on?

Uncuff me. Come on.

Pam, uh...

You... you... you... you know me. It's, um--

It's your buddy, Murph.

I can help you. You remember me.

Don't you? Pam. Pam, stop!

Don't make me use this. I'm your friend.

-I don't wanna use this! -Jeez, Murph!

Don't make me do it.

Come on!

Pam, you like me!

You like me. Everybody likes me! You said you had a crush on me!

Fuck!

No, no, no. No, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no!

Murph, say something. Murph!

He who is greedy...

...is always in want.

What the fuck is happening?

-G... greedy... -I'm coming!

Come on. Let's go. Come on. Follow me.

Stay with me. Don't look! Come on.

It'll be okay. I'll get us out, okay?

We're gonna--

Pam! Pam!

-Pam! -Oh, no, no, no! No, no, no! Sir, no, no! Look at me!

Fuck! We're gonna die!

Fuck. I can't breathe my way out of this one, can I?

No, sir, you can't.

Have you got any other tools that you can work with?

Um... uh, le... let's see.

Chanting, "Om Shanti." Uh, the Four Noble Truths.

The Eightfold Path. Metta, lojong, and this.

Outstanding, sir.

Oh, fuck. It's hot in here.

Oh, no.

Oh, my God. I'm shit! I'm such shit, Ren.

-Sir-- -No, no!

Ren, you have to finish this.

Find the wolf and save us. I'll cover you. Take the duct.

Captain.

Om shanti, motherfuckers!

This ends now!

I am the wolf and you are the weasel.

Where's Jack?

You know where he is.

Okay, no! I don't!

What do you want from me?

You wanna kill me?

Or... or make me admit that I'm a greedy piggy,

or a fucking weasel, or whatever.

Fine, I am! I'm greedy!

I'm fucking filled with it! I want it all!

And I want my son back.

I want him back.

Where's Jack?

I... I can't.

No, no, no! Wait, wait!

No, no, no, no! I can't!

No, I can't! No!

Where is Jack? Where is he?

Hey, Rock. Come on.

Hey! What are you doing?

Jesus Christ, Dad. You scared the shit outta me.

Language, son.

Get it?

Language, son!

Come on. It's Principal Griffen.

Man, fuck that dick, right?

He's nice to Mom.

What? What are you, a rock star now?

Thought you said you were gonna quit.

I will tomorrow.

-Want a sip? -No, I'm okay.

Come on!

-Have a drink with your old man. -No, it's... it's okay, I--

I'm not gonna tell anybody. I'm not a cop anymore. Come on.

I just think I should get back home.

I got a better idea.

Let's go for a swim.

Come on! Let's go for a little swim.

Well, I-- I-- I just think Mom's gonna be missing me.

so I should probably get back inside.

I just wanna spend some time with you.

I hardly see you anymore.

Don't I deserve a little time with you,

being your old man?

-Yeah. I... I... I got... I got homework and shit, Dad. -Come on!

-I got... -"Got homework and shit."

Come on, Jack.

Let's go have some fun.

I mean, isn't it gonna be, like, really little cold?

Yeah.

If you're a pussy.

-Ready? -Yeah.

Whoo!

Go!

Whoo-hoo!

Come on! Get your ass in here!

What, are you afraid of the water?

Yeah! Go in!

All right.

Hey. I wanna play a little game.

-Dad. Dad. -We never play games anymore.

Dad, it's--

You worry your old man's gonna smoke your ass?

-I'm fucking freezing. -Yeah, you'll get used to it.

Okay.

I wanna play the wolf and the weasel.

I'm the wolf.

Dad, I hate that game.

And you're the weasel.

If I catch you in a lie, down you go

like a little weasel!

One round. Just one round.

Okay.

Do you like baseball?

Fuck!

Oh, fuck, fuck.

Hello?

-Hey, t... there he is. Mr. Cook! -Kingmaker.

Hey, it's... it's Ren. Ren Accord.

-Oh, uh, hello. -Yeah. No.

I'm just calling to check in.

Saw you talking to Jack after the game.

So, what are we... what are we thinking, huh?

Stanford? Texas Tech. That's a good team.

What are you talking about?

What do you mean what I'm talking about?

I'm talking about Jack Accord. Baseball, college.

Look, I don't know what to tell you, son.

But you guys got your wires crossed.

He didn't wanna play college baseball.

He wants to be a musician. A drummer. Turned me down.

What?

-What? -You heard me.

I said, "Do you even like baseball?"

I don't-- I don't seem bad.

You're not very good at this.

I'm gonna ask you one last time.

-Do you even like baseball? -Yeah, yeah. Sure, I do. I--

Jesus, Dad!

So, you wanna be a drummer now, huh?

And you let James Cook tell me that?

Dad. That was your thing, Dad.

Mom... Mom said I didn't have to--

Help! Help!

I'm doing this for your own good!

-You don't wanna end up like me! -Dad! Dad, no!

You don't wanna be like me, do you?

Please don't--

You don't wanna be like me!

Don't end up like me.

You hear me, son?

Hey!

Come on! The game's over!

Jack.

Jack.

Ren? Is that you?

What's going on? Is that your boy? You need help?

-Hey, buddy! Yeah, it's okay! -Well, is he sick?

Yeah, he... he's fine.

He don't look fine.

-What you got there? -He don't look fine.

Forget about that. Give me a pull.

Oh, no. This is... This is strong stuff.

You made it yourself?

Uh-huh. Yeah, sure did.

So, give me a drink.

Whoo-hoo!

Well, here I come!

Come out back here, you little shit!

I'm a shit! I'm a shit! I'm a shit!

Wait!

I'm-- I'm just shit! I'm just shit!

-Little shit. -I didn't-- I didn't see anything!

I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry--

You are a wolf.

Alma.

Alma?

Oh, my God.

Oh, Jack. No!

No!

Ren?

Ren, I know you're in there.

You wanna tell me what happened?

I got...

...drunk is what happened.

Alma!

Stop where you are, Ren.

Alma.

I said, "Stop."

-Alma. -Hands behind your head.

Is your son inside the house?

Has he been harmed, Ren?

Oh, God!

I'm so sorry!

I'm so sorry. I didn't-- I didn't mean to do it.

Don't worry. It's just me.

-Whoa! -Jesus!

Don't worry. It's just me.

It wasn't my fault.

-I'm moving real slow. -I'm such shit!

I wouldn't do that.

You have the right to remain silent.

I didn't. Wasn't... I didn't do it.

Anything you say can...

Yes, you did. You did.

Save them. Save yourself.

Save yourself!

Do you remember me...

in high school?

The way we were?

What about it?

It wasn't always like this, right?

I know. I remember.

Is there anyone you can call?

Ren...

I want to help you.

But you're the only one who can fix your own mistakes.

Or you'll just repeat them over and over again.

You know that, right?

Just so you know...

I think the world is a better place

with you in it.

I wish that was true.