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And the Turkish Tornado making a hat trick, shooting!

Oh, nice save!

Turkish Tornado.

I like that.

Hang on a second.

What's going on? You all right?

No, I thought it was Sandy.

It's this gymnast that broke her leg that we brought in,

she keeps emailing me.

They like a man in uniform.

Okay. This is her.

She said that to you on purpose?

Yeah. You know what this is?

It's eau de commitment, okay?

I have the stink of unattainability.

I mean, these women are just coming outta woodwork.

You're a free man.

I thought Sandy left things kind of open, like, you know?

Well, actually, I told Sandy

that I would be here when she gets back.

So I would like to be the kinda guy

that sticks to his word.

Yeah, we all would, man.

I mean, but are you?

Yeah, I'm taken advice now from the king

of self-imposed solitude?

All right, fair enough.

Nice.

You can...

Hey guys.

Elyse?

Hey.

Toby, this is Elyse.

I trained her last year.

That's crazy.

- Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.

I didn't know you guys have a team.

Do you mind?

- You wanna play? Yeah. - Yeah. Thanks.

What are you doing here?

Ryder said I should come in, set up my locker.

Thank you for leaving Oz without a partner.

Yeah. You got my old job.

Good for you.

I did.

I'm totally stoked.

Wow.

- Congratulations. - How are you? Huh?

How's Sandy?

Sandy?

Sandy is in Africa.

Yes.

- She's in Africa? - Yeah.

No way. That's amazing.

Yes.

Africa.

So you wanna play?

Go ahead.

Could be fun.

You know what, actually, we should get back to work. Yeah.

That's enough kidding around for one day, guys. Okay?

Really?

Yeah. I mean, you know, it's a...

Careful about that.

It's just been a lot of goofing around.

Okay. Does he wanna play?

No, he's gotta come with me,

so we gotta get back to work, guys.

Come on.

Time. People to save.

Hello?

Mom.

Blaire?

Hi. Hi. I'm sorry. Did I wake you?

No, no.

I'm just surprised, that's all.

How are you?

Is everything okay?

Well, actually I was wondering if I could come home,

like tonight?

Yes. Of course.

Of course you can come home, honey.

Where are you?

I'm at a bus stop.

I don't know when the next bus is coming.

I want you to stay where you are. Okay?

I wanna come and pick you up. Okay?

So just, I want you to tell me where.

Blaire? Blaire?

Hi. Sorry, sorry.

No, I'm here.

I'm at the community center at Steeles in Mississauga.

Okay, listen, I'm gonna be there in 20 minutes.

I want you to stay put.

I want you to go inside.

Okay, honey, I'm on my way.

Really?

Thanks, Mom.

Hey, Mom?

I love you.

Blaire?

Blaire?

She said that she wanted to come home

and I told her I would come and get her.

I told her to stay put.

I get there, and she's gone.

She's just vanished.

And I know exactly where she is.

The police know exactly where.

So, got your message.

What's going on?

Hope you got some sleep.

That would make one of us.

The Crown Attorney wants our unit

to take over a metro investigation.

Very high profile.

Top priority, starting now.

Welcome to special assignments.

So, three girls have gone missing

from the same bus stop in the last three weeks.

They were last heard from between 8:00 and 10:00 PM

from a phone booth.

No other evidence, no known witnesses.

Same age, same time, same place.

This is normally a case for the sex crimes unit,

but they messed up.

Metro was overzealous in their hunt

for the first two missing women.

They target a local organization

called The Heart of Artemis.

Oh, Artemis. Yeah. The cult.

I know them.

Please don't use the C word.

New religious organizations.

You know, like a church or a mosque

or the local scapegoat.

Local police were convinced

that the first two victims, who were not members of Artemis,

were being held inside.

Yeah. Artemis sued for police harassment.

The latest victim, Blaire Donleavy, now, she is a member.

So if the predator is from Artemis,

why would he abduct somebody from where he lives?

Well, we have to assume that these women

were at the wrong place at the right time.

But as it stands right now,

our predator has a six-hour head start on us.

I need you two to talk to Blaire's mother

and then focus on viable suspects.

Dev's already at the scene talking to potential witnesses.

Something was wrong.

I could feel it.

A mother can sense these things.

It's like a sixth sense.

And you're sure Blaire was by herself?

She didn't mention anyone or any problems?

No, she wanted to come home.

Don't you understand?

She wanted out of that cult.

For two years, she wouldn't even speak to me.

Were the two of you close when she joined Artemis?

Are you asking me how I could have let her get mixed up

with those people?

My daughter and I had our problems.

Of course we did.

But loving each other was never one of them.

We're not judging anyone, Mary.

Well, maybe you should,

and maybe you should start with that guru, Mitch Deerfoot.

He's got a past

and I'm convinced he's got all of those girls in there.

Have you met him before?

Are you kidding me?

The families are completely banned.

He convinces these kids that everything outside is toxic,

including their mothers.

I am begging you.

Please, you have got to get my daughter out of there.

Mitch Deerfoot, ex-philosophy professor

and founder of the Heart of Artemis,

was charged 10 years ago

for allegedly slipping a college girl a roofie.

It was dismissed for lack of evidence.

The local community's been trying

to get them outta there ever since.

He set it up about five years back.

Okay. Is there anyone else

in the local sex offender registry?

Yeah, I definitely got a fit.

This guy, PJ Martin, convicted serial rapist.

He used to stalk women and rape them at knife point.

He lives near Artemis, and he also works from home.

Okay, well, Toby and I will go talk

to Deerfoot and Martin.

Okay. Canvasses are up, public warnings are out.

I'll recheck with the bus drivers

and all the women's known associates.

- Okay. - Oh, you might wanna leave

your cell phone in the car when you get to Artemis.

They believe that all modern technology is unclean.

Hey, don't forget your phone.

- Excuse me, please. - Let her through.

Excuse me.

IIB. We're here to see Mr. Deerfoot.

We've got a Nora.

Excuse me?

It's nice.

Artemis is a sanctuary.

We're about returning

to a more natural, humane way of life.

And we value purity of heart, mind of spirit,

which we believe to be eternal.

So we take care of ourselves

by living modestly, cleansing constantly.

We take vows of chastity and of abstinence.

We don't want anything to do the toxic modern world.

So visitors, the outside world are what?

They're contaminants?

Distractions.

I mean, we do work on neighboring farms for food.

May I offer you anything? Tea?

- No. - No thanks.

You afraid what's in it?

You sure you wouldn't

like your legal team present, Mr. Deerfoot?

I've never broken the law.

I did break a very vindictive woman's heart 10 years ago.

See, I'm still paying for it.

So sexual assault isn't serious to you?

This conversation is about finding our beloved Blaire.

You know she planned on leaving Artemis last night

to go home?

I wished her well, then I went to bed.

You had no problem with Blaire leaving?

No. We're all free to go.

We don't kidnap new members.

We aren't holding the missing outsiders.

Your neighbors feel differently.

We gathered that

when they tried to burn the place down, twice.

Nina?

Nina and Ben, they worked with Blaire.

They'll tell you about the outsiders

We've all been harassed, sworn at.

But lately, there's a man in a car.

He takes pictures of us.

Especially the women.

He watches them.

Follows us everywhere we go.

Have you reported this to the police?

Yeah. Nothing happened.

We just assumed he was one of yours.

You know, sent to spy, satisfy the prejudice.

If they would just take the time to know us,

they would understand that we're pacifists.

We loathe violence in any form.

Well, that guy gives me the creeps.

He's sincere.

Ben, Nina, all the others.

No one contradicts anything he said.

Devoted followers make great alibis.

I mean, this stalker they were talking about,

it seems pretty convenient.

No, he's real. They've all seen him.

Yeah? Okay, I'll get Dev to check into it.

Remind me about this next guy, the rapist?

Right. PJ Martin.

He's convicted of three sexual assaults at knife point.

He got outta jail a few months ago.

Lives alone nearby.

Well, sexual assault often goes unreported.

These three girls could just be the beginning.

Oh boy.

Imagine how many phone calls you missed.

Can you let us out?

Help me! Help me!

Please, help me!

Please!

Oh, please help. Please, help me!

So apparently she tried to refuse treatment.

She told the cops she wanted to be taken back to Artemis.

Well, did someone call her mother?

Yeah, she refused that too.

Right now we need to talk to Blaire.

She's our only chance of getting these girls back.

One problem, that's not Blaire.

Lemme find out who this girl is.

It was just after 9:00.

Last night?

No, this morning, near McKay Farm.

I walk their horses.

It's my daily offering to Artemis.

You were there alone?

Yeah, I was late for morning reflections,

so I was running.

He must have hit me in the head and knocked me out.

And I woke up in this gross sack

in the back of some truck.

You know, I had no idea where I was.

Did you get a look at him or did he say anything to you?

Fawn, we think that he did this

to someone else from Artemis.

Blaire Donleavy.

No, Blaire went home to her mom's.

She went to her her mom's, right?

Blaire went missing waiting

for her mom to come pick her up.

What?

Okay, what's the last thing that you can remember?

I saw a man's shadow.

I don't know.

No!

How many times?

How many times do I have to tell you?

You sure he didn't say anything?

What about the truck?

It was a brown pickup and it stank like vinegar.

And...

Look, I don't know where I was.

I just ran.

Okay.

Tell me you saw more about this truck.

No, I saw a man beating her up.

The injuries don't match what I saw.

Daytime abduction, nowhere near the bus stop.

Doesn't fit our MO.

Dev has a lead on the truck.

Guess who owns one?

PJ Martin.

Our serial rapist.

No engine.

My nephew's never-ending project.

Thinks this piece of junk is a classic.

I use the gray car in the driveway.

You can check that out too.

Where were you at 9:00 AM this morning?

I'm a counselor at a halfway house in Parkdale.

Fellow sex offenders.

I signed in at 6:00 AM.

And last night between 8:00 and midnight?

My son's birthday.

It was at his mother's.

Do you recognize either of these women?

Yeah. They look like cult girls.

Used to run a roadside fruit stand

until the locals shut them down.

Great apples.

So two more. So fast.

He's escalating.

I see you've been following the cases closely.

Well, I have no choice.

Cops come by every time a teenager misses her curfew.

Look, I know my criminal profile is close

to your predator's MO,

but I spent 13 years in maximum security,

the rehab, the therapy.

I kinda resent having my life defined by it.

So do the women you raped.

We'll check out your alibis,

let you know if we have any further questions.

He's absolutely counting on that.

He's good. He's smart.

I'll bet he's never been caught.

I sent Toby back to Fawn.

He's okay on his own.

He's very disarming.

So Toby said

that he saw the rapist watching Blaire and Fawn,

but nothing else.

Could he be the Artemis stalker?

The guy with the camera?

All of his alibis check out.

So that leaves us with Deerfoot

or persons unknown.

So maybe there was one sexual predator

after the first two girls,

and someone else after the Artemis girls.

Two predators working the same area?

Copycat.

Hey. So forensics is back on Fawn's stuff.

There's no DNA, but trace soil

on the rope used to tie her hands is unique.

It's some kind of clay that's found in ponds up there.

All right, send a canine unit and ground search crew.

Let's check every pond

within a 15-kilometer radius of that bus stop.

I'll handle the media.

Okay.

Mothering Earth abides our missteps.

We're still human, after all.

The opposite of pure isn't poison,

it's giving up on ever feeling clean again.

Hey.

Hey. Did you find Blaire?

No, not yet.

Just come to see how you're doing.

You're a bad liar, man.

It's Toby, right?

Yeah.

This is my friend,

Ben. - Hey, Ben.

You jealous much?

As if.

Get lost.

No concussion.

That's really good.

How'd you get away with that?

They made some allowances for me.

That's pretty rare.

You're a faker.

I know what you're thinking.

You do?

Yeah. You're thinking what's a nice girl like me doing

in a cult like Artemis?

Sure, that's crossed my mind.

You don't know what it's like, do you?

To feel safe? Like you belong? To be loved?

No one would ever hurt me in Artemis.

You say that like, you know who would.

No, I didn't mean it that way.

Are you sure?

'Cause I get the feeling

that this isn't the first time someone's trying to hurt you.

I'm sorry, I'm really, really tired.

Hey. Hey, Ben.

You telling me you wouldn't wear a bulletproof vest

if it had, like, realistic pecs and abs?

No.

You'd look like He-Man. It'd be awesome.

You are so weird.

Hey, Toby. - Hey.

Hey.

What's going on? You all right?

Elyse, would you grab us a few slices of pizza?

You want any? - I don't need a slice.

Well, I'll eat two.

I'll get takeout.

What's going on, man?

You look a little rough around the edges.

Are you working a case?

Sexual predators, missing girls, cults.

Oh wait, is this that place that's been on the news?

What's it called?

- Artemis. - Artemis?

- Yeah. - Are you dealing with that?

Yeah.

You know, I'm working the Artemis case, right?

And you know, everyone an Artemis,

they have this beautiful way of, like, looking at you,

this light and warmth and everything.

It's kinda cool.

And this one girl, Fawn, she's a victim

and I'm trying to get through her.

I know there's something else there.

I can feel it.

Yeah, I'm trying to, you know, read her,

get things from her.

I don't know, I can't.

Where'd this come from?

The corner store.

They also sell sandwiches and salads.

Whoa. Ciabatta bun, Toby!

No.

I'll be up front.

- She's a sweet girl. - Yeah, she is.

Does Sandy know about this sweet girl?

Oh, Sandy's busy saving the world.

She doesn't really have time

for long conversations like that

or even to return phone calls, really.

Always helpful. Thank you.

Michelle, what's going on?

We just found Janet and Lindsey.

Yeah. We need you back at IIB.

Our serial predator is now a serial killer.

Obviously my heart to goes out to the members

of the families of those girls.

It's absolutely tragic.

But there's been no arrest made,

and the IIB has not given us any word.

There are now two...

I don't mean to be the downer here,

but the chances of finding Blaire alive are

now less than 10%.

Well, the first two were killed within 72 hours

of their abductions.

Thanks.

Ritual killings?

After feeding them some type of fluid

that accelerates clinical dehydration,

some form of vinegar that Fawn smelled in the pickup.

Toxicology's working on exactly what that is.

Medieval Europeans took vinegar medicinally

to flush the system.

Could it be ritual purgation?

So maybe it's not sexual?

Maybe it is.

You know, what if he's blaming these girls for exciting him?

Well, that would dial us back to Artemis, wouldn't it?

Yeah, who have just formally refused

to give us their membership list.

What if it's a family member, an ex-member,

or, you know, someone with a bone to pick?

Or that stalker they were talking about?

I think Fawn knows who he is.

Talk to her.

Okay, listen. It's gonna be okay.

All right?

Okay?

My thoughts are with Blaire.

Oh no. Oh no.

Blaire, she's dead.

No. - Fawn...

Can I talk to her a minute, please?

You mind if I just... - Yeah.

Thank you.

Fawn?

Hey, Fawn.

Fawn, we think she might still be alive.

We don't know for how long.

Look, I know what it's like to know things, terrible things,

things that you think you can't tell anyone.

Not like this.

Yeah. You know what he's capable of.

The people he doesn't fool, he hurts.

They're scared, just like you.

Look, I promise.

You help us find him,

he will never hurt anyone again.

Ask my father.

He'll know.

Thank you.

Why the hell didn't you bring her home?

We're Fawn's parents, for Pete's sake.

Is she all right?

Where is she now?

She's fine.

She went back to Artemis after she was released.

Released? She's a prisoner of a cult.

What are you thinking?

She says she feels safe at Artemis.

I take it you two feel otherwise?

This is it.

You've done it now.

Don't you know what goes on in that place?

The kind of perverts and cons,

sort of crap they believe.

Well, you must be desperate to get her out of there.

I imagine you've tried everything, anything.

Son, all we can do now is pray.

Okay, we never got a clear shot at this guy

on the surveillance tape, but we did get a license plate.

He drives a rental car, and it's registered to this guy.

Whoa. Hey. Yeah.

That's our guy.

This guy gave a photo to Jim.

He's our stalker.

Okay, he goes by the name of Donald Ramsay.

He's a cult deprogrammer.

He specializes in involuntary extraction

and forcible confinement,

"Mental cleansing for the post-cult mind."

Sounds like a good cover.

Yeah, let's go deeper.

Okay, according to his credit cards,

he's been at a motel on the Lakeshore

since just before our first girl was abducted.

Well, this is our first solid lead for Blaire.

Let's go.

IIB. May we come in?

What's that smell?

Clean, I need things clean.

I have allergies.

Mr. Ramsay, do you extract people

from new religious organizations,

try to deprogram them somehow?

You mean cults?

Bet if your sister or daughter

or husband was in one, you'd call 'em what they are.

Nice looking girl.

It's my daughter.

She's dead.

Cult.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Are you?

Don't touch that, please.

What is it that you do exactly, Mr. Ramsay?

I spare families from suffering as I have.

Oh, and we're supposed to believe that

that stops short at kidnapping?

Okay, we're gonna need to know your whereabouts on the-

That's enough.

Get out. Now.

Don't come back unless you have a warrant.

You got it.

The suspect threw my guys out.

I can't get more without a search...

Oh, for crying...

No warrant.

There's no law against taking pictures evidently

and no hard evidence connecting Ramsay to the murders

or Fawn's abduction.

It's all circumstantial.

So we're protecting the rights

of a professional kidnapper

whose clients believe the right to worship are subject

to their personal opinion?

That's great.

Well, let's get him on that.

Let's get him for conspiring to abduct Fawn Georges.

And then once he's in here, we'll drill him for Blaire.

Well, Fawn never saw her attacker

and her father isn't going to admit that he paid someone

to abduct his own daughter.

Well, let's try the mother.

Okay.

Jim says a wife can't testify against her husband.

In some cases.

You'd be making a statement in your own defense.

Ms. Georges, this is Ms. Donleavy.

Hi, Carol.

Hi.

I'm Mary.

Very happy to hear that Fawn is okay.

Thank you.

I understand that she and Blaire are very good friends.

Yes, they are.

I need your help.

Carol Georges' sworn statement

that Don Ramsay was paid to abduct Fawn.

Let's get those warrants.

Yes.

Present for you.

Oh, nice of you to pack all this up for us, Mr. Ramsay.

It's all evidence.

Blaire's about the same age

as your daughter was when she died, right?

Does she remind you of her, Don?

I take pictures of all the girls

to show their parents where they are.

So you're not stalking these girls?

Targeting them to prove to them how lucky they are

to be alive?

Like Blaire and Fawn?

I never touched Fawn.

I never had the chance.

Start back at the beginning then.

I told you thinking I know.

Thank you.

Toby, anything?

No, I'm not getting him with any of our girls.

This guy likes zip ties, not rope.

He's our stalker, not our killer.

What about Fawn?

I'm getting he never had a chance to get to her.

Toxicology came back on the dead woman's stomach contents.

Cider vinegar. Don here uses household vinegar.

He cleans everything with it.

Allergies.

You ask him about the truck?

I did earlier.

Will you ask where it was?

If he never drove it, he wouldn't know where it is.

The stalker and the killer worked the same turf.

Maybe they crossed paths.

Okay.

It was a beater.

It was covered in crap, so I figured it was a farm vehicle.

It was cruising the bus stop.

I don't know. Maybe cruising girls.

I don't know.

I never saw the driver 'cause it was always dark.

It didn't have any plates, and that's it.

That's all I know.

Brown pickup?

No, not that I can think of.

Of course we don't drive.

We need to question everyone.

They're all suspects. Again.

This truck is linked to all of the abductions.

Well, look, your people, they work the farms.

Someone might have seen where this guy's hiding the truck.

We need a list of every member.

Background checks will clear all of them.

Look, we've been through all this.

This is an invasion of their right to privacy.

No, this is about more than privacy, Mr. Deerfoot.

This is about Blaire's life.

Don't forget that.

We need the public's help to find a brown pickup truck.

It's in the media release. That's my statement.

Added our coroner's results to a similar MO search

and got a match to a series of killings in Vancouver.

Four sex trade workers abducted, force fed vinegar,

strangled to death, dumped, no arrests.

Yeah. With over 20 forensic elements

in match with our guy.

The last body was found six months ago.

Get me RCMP regional command of Vancouver.

All right, I feel your fear.

And I do, I know your concerns,

but you saw how these officers cared for Fawn.

They need every one of us now for Blaire, okay?

So what I want you to do is just open your hearts

and share what light you can,

because she would do it for you.

Believe me.

Okay.

So we're looking for an old beat-up pickup truck. Brown.

You might have seen it on one of the farms around here.

No more bodies found in Vancouver for the last six months.

That's confirmed. No suspects.

Check that Artemis list for newcomers.

I just got a hit from the DMV.

A traffic camera in Mississauga caught

a plateless brown pickup running a red light.

The driver's nice and clear.

I love you.

Artemis.

There's three new members in the past six months.

Two of them have checked out okay.

But this last guy, it's like he doesn't exist at all.

Klein, hold a minute, please.

Where's Michelle?

She's already at Artemis.

Nice.

Circulate the picture.

No.

Bring in the next group.

It's okay.

Thank you.

This is the next group.

You okay?

Yeah.

Excuse me. Outta the way.

Okay, come on!

Go away! Leave us!

Cops said to give it to Sergeant McCluskey.

It's for you.

It's from Klein.

- Yeah. - It's still

so beautiful.

We need to see Ben right now.

- Ben? - Yes.

Ben left.

He said that Fawn was already overexposed to outsiders.

I love it here.

Ben?

No. Ben! Ben! No! No!

I don't know.

We can't find either one of them.

There's this place I heard Ben and Fawn talking about

in the hospital.

Yeah?

It's dusty. It's made of wood.

Maybe a building.

What? Is it a shed? A barn?

A barn. It's a barn.

Okay. It's got machinery in it, gears.

Where is this? Do you know?

Yeah, the Robson's barn.

It's over on the next property.

- That's where they are. - It was a converted mill

or something. - Okay.

Dev, we need a unit to every barn

within a 10-K radius.

We're heading to the Robson barn.

This is the place.

Michelle?

Hey?

He's gotta be close.

Shit.

- Can you help? - Yeah.

Here it is.

Dev, we found a tunnel.

Send back up ASAP. We're going in.

Track us.

All right, call me back.

What do we got?

Well, the coordinates line up with tunnels used

by the Underground Railroad.

They were used to smuggle slaves from the States

and later used by bootleggers during prohibition.

The problem is that they were never mapped properly,

so I'm getting confused between the tunnels themselves

and the city storm drains.

Okay, but he had a way to get those bodies to that pond.

So let's track the stream.

Maybe there's a storm drain that intersects.

Yeah. Okay.

Look, there's an exit point at a creek just upstream.

That's it.

Let's get everything we have over there.

Lock it down.

Toby!

Blaire? Blaire! Hey!

Blaire! Blaire, hey.

Blaire?

She's got a pulse.

She's breathing barely. She's alive.

We gotta get her outta here.

Got her?

All right, the tunnels are clear.

The heat sensor showed up nothing.

Continue the ground search.

He's gotta be out there somewhere.

You were the one.

You saw our desire.

I need to make her pure,

to set her free,

shed all this flesh.

The others were sent to test me.

Fawn tests me more.

It's not a test, Ben.

What you feel, what you see when you look at her,

that's love and that's beautiful, that's pure.

You have the light. I see it.

She has it too.

All ever wanted was to protect her.

You know, keep her safe.

You have.

No, I failed.

I know what it's like to be consumed by your thoughts.

It's the only thing you have on your mind.

It's lonely, I know.

You gotta let me help you.

I need to make her pure.

Hey, hey, hey.

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

You know, you see the light in me.

I'm with you. I can help you.

I can help her be free.

You gotta trust me.

Trust me.

Let me do what's right.

I can help you end this.

Thank you.

Thank you.

It's gonna be okay, Fawn.

Fawn.

You came. I'm glad.

- How are you? - Good. I'm well.

Good.

How's Blaire doing?

Well, she's recovering.

Good.

I can see that you relaxed the policy on family members.

That's good. - Yeah. Yeah.

Before all this, you know, we welcomed everyone,

anyone to Artemis,

then we locked ourselves away.

Made us blind to certain realities we needed to address.

Change is growth. Huh?

- Good luck. - Okay. Be well, Toby.

Thank you.

Okay. I'll talk to you later.

- Hi. - I wanna talk to you

about something.

Thank you for looking after my daughter.

How's your mother?

Pretty great, considering.

She filed for divorce

and she's not giving me grief about being with them.

She's got her own transcendence to work on now.

Thanks to you.

That's good.

Don't worry, you can take it with you.

It's harder to find outside, but it's there.

Just have to look for it in others, see it in yourself.

Oh, hi.

- Hey. - Hey. Hey, man.

I totally knocked.

I made him use his key.

Wait, you don't get food at your house?

No, we're just having a little cooking lesson here.

She's teaching me how to make a real meal.

Takes like 10 minutes and it's fantastic.

She's got a real touch.

That's nice.

Not just condiments and delivery numbers, so...

That's nice.

Would you like to join us?

No, I'm beat.

Please.

It'll be fun.

You and I can build a dining room table

out of all of his takeout boxes.

Okay. All right.

I'm recycling those in the morning, right.

Next time.

- Next time. - Thank you.

Don't dawdle.

- Okay. - Like a duck.

Dawdle.

So?

It's just a friendly dinner.

I'm trying to, you know, expand my horizon,

so she's making me a meal. - You like her.

It'd be fun to...

What's going on with the girl in the cult?

She's good. Yeah.

Yeah?

Are you good?

I'm good.

You don't need to talk about anything?

I can go. - No, I'm good.

Cool. I should go.

Leftovers, eh?

Bring them back.

Yeah, I'll bring them back tomorrow morning.

Be safe.

You're a pal, huh?

Don't worry. I got the door.