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Previously on
Sheriff Country...

CASSIDY:
It was her dream to rebuild it.

That's Zoey, my sister.

-NORA: What are you doing?
-BOONE: Ending our friendship.

-Dad and Cassidy just broke up.
-Oh, you did?

I'm fine. So is she.
Uh, it was mutual.

I don't know what it was like
for you when you got pregnant.

I can say I do, but I don't.

You never got that prom dance.
Can I make it up to you?

* *

* *

-(knock on door)
-Thank God.

Hey. I got here
as fast as I could.

He's upstairs.

-(clattering upstairs)
-Oh.

(thumping, crashing)

(whimpers)

-Okay.
-Got it?

I don't get it, Mick.

You can handle drug dealers
and bank robbers,

but you can't handle
this cute little squirrel?

(Mickey groans)

They're like rats with
these fuzzy tails. It's...

-(squirrel chittering)
-(screams)
Get it out! Get it out!

Okay, okay, okay. (laughing)

(whimpers)

There you go. Ow!

-Damn it.
-Oh! Are you okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

-Oh, no. Let me see.
-No, no, I'm fine, I'm fine.

-Let me see.
-(stammers)

-Told you, I'm fine.
-Cute.

-Get out of here.
-Oh, come on.

I just saved your life
from that vicious squirrel.

(laughing)

-Thank you.
-Okay. You're welcome.

(both laughing)

(sighs)

("You Work Days I Work Nights"
by Water Liars playing)

* So, darling,
let's just act nice *

* And I've been wondering
what to do about you... *

TRAVIS:
Mm. Mm.

Skye?

Camping.

(grunting)

* And I've been wondering
what you'll do about me. *

-(song fades)
-(phone ringing)

(busy chatter)

Hey, Hank. Rotation's got us
paired up for patrol.

-Let's go.
-Still got five minutes.

I'll be in the car.

You'll probably need these.

-I'm driving.
-Too slow.

* *

(lively chatter)

We're on the Eastside today,
so if we start on Holland Road,

we can do a full patrol...

-Where are you going?
-HANK: Muffins.

(vehicle door opens)

(vehicle door opens)

-Didn't you just eat a bagel?
-I'm carb-loading.

What would you like?

Let me get, uh, two blueberry
and two banana nut.

You want anything?

These preppers make
a great muffin.

They're not preppers.

Okay, they're kinda preppers.

Don't get me wrong.

When the world ends,
I will be right there

in the bunker with them,
eating a banana nut.

Thanks. Keep the change.

Yes, sir.

"Yes, sir."

-Whatever happened
to "thank you"?
-Can we go now?

What is up with you
today, Cassidy?

There's nothing "up" with me.

I just want to get going.
We're working...

Eastside.
Heard you the first time.

-(engine revving)
-(tires squealing)

Look at this idiot!

(horns honking)

Red Dodge minivan just blew past

-Third and Pine Street
at a high speed.
-(engine starts)

Edward Nine in pursuit,
heading northbound.

-(tires squealing)
-(siren wailing)

(horn blares)

-Hank, slow down.
-I got him.

We should disengage.

I got him!

(horn honking)

(tires squealing)

-Whoa. Whoa.
-(steam hissing)

-My car is cooked, y'all.
-(siren approaching)

Oh, shoot. Damn it. Cops!

(chuckles softly)

Wait right here.

Where are you going?

(pots clattering)

Hey, where's my frying pan?

Not the little one,
the one with the wooden handle.

What are you doing?

What's it look like I'm doing?

I am making you my patented--
here we go-- French toast.

Okay.

Travis, um, thank you
for the squirrel thing

and the non-squirrel thing,
but I have to get to work.

-Are you sure
you don't want to play hooky?
-Mm.

I will make it worth your while.

-Okay, no.
-Excuse me.
I got to get over here.

-You're not hearing me.
-Oh.

-Travis...
-Your milk expired
like two weeks...

Travis! You don't live here.

Y-You don't live here.

This is not your frying pan.
It's my frying pan.

You can't just come in here
and make me French toast.

You don't live here.

* *

Another time, then.

BOONE:
What about the 14th?

I'm teaching
infant CPR that night.

What about the 21st?

Oh, no, no.
They need me at the fish fry.

-To protect the skillets?
-It's an important job.

They give me a big spatula.

(laughing):
Oh, my God.

I'm gonna order my car,
on that note.

Keep your ringer on.

If you see a 707 area code,

it's my buddy from
rec league baseball.

Why? Why is your buddy from
rec league baseball calling me?

Well, his wife works
at Edgewater Memorial,

and one of their nurses
is leaving.

They're looking
to fill her spot,

so I gave him
your name and number.

Uh, okay, so you put
my name up for a job?

What do you think about
moving up here?

To Edgewater.

(sighs)

Uh, I just got that promotion,
you know,

-at Dr. Clay's office, and...
-I-I know.

I know. It's just...

I hate this, Nora,
all the back and forth.

Yeah, no,
I don't like it either,

but it's not so easy
to just drop everything and...

I'm not asking you
to drop everything.

You should've asked before
you put me up for a job.

I mean, what if
I did that to you?

Well, I-I have a...

A job?

(phone vibrates)

Uh, oh.

Actually, that's my car.

I should go.

All right.

(Nora sighs)

-Okay, I'm going.
-(grunts)

I have to go.

Call you tonight?

BOY:
Cops on my ass, yo.

They never catching me.

(grunts)

Uh-uh.

Yeah!

(tennis rackets striking ball)

Oh, shoot.

-Got him.
-Make sure y'all drop a follow!

I'm out!

(grunting)

I got him.
I'll flank him from the left.

If you can keep up.

(indistinct
police radio chatter)

Hey, sweetie, did you see
a boy run through here?

Sheriff's office.
Come out with your hands up.

Sheriff's office! I repeat...

(grunts)

Get out here.

It's not broken.

(grunting)

BOY:
Don't cuff me!

-Not completely broken.
-HANK: Let go of the castle!

(grunting)

No, no!

-(handcuffs clicking)
-Stop!

We'll fix it.

CASSIDY (over radio):
Sheriff One, Edward Nine,
suspect in custody.

We are walking him back
to the vehicles now.

* *

Nice work.

-I was the one who got him.
-That's great, Hank.

Stay humble.

You guys, go ahead
and get him processed.

We'll wait for the tow.

-(Boone chuckles)
-(engine starts)

Did you close the trunk?

I thought you did.

(vehicle door closes)

(vehicle departing)

* *

(door locks beep)

Please. Help us.

* *

* *

BOONE:
Father is Peter Sanders.

The boy is his son, David.

They say they're Barlows.

You've never crossed paths
with them?

I mean, I've seen them in town
at the bakery stand,

but I-I didn't realize
they were, like, a group.

Yeah, they live out past
the Edwards Ranch.

Five or six families, they've
been in Edgewater forever.

They're fanatical
about their privacy.

The patriarch is Enoch.

When Fred was sheriff, he warned
me to give them a wide berth.

Enoch Barlow.
Yeah, Peter mentioned him.

That's his father-in-law.

-David is Enoch's grandson?
-Yeah.

This could get delicate.

MICKEY:
Hi, David.

I'm Sheriff Mickey Fox.

This is Lieutenant Boone.

Hey, David.

You want to see
how the radios work?

I can teach you some codes.

Can I?

Yeah, yeah.
Go check it out, bud.

Please have a seat.

Um, I understand that you're
Enoch Barlow's son-in-law.

I'm married
to his daughter, Ruth.

You mentioned in the car
on the way here

that you didn't feel safe.

Can you tell me about that?

Enoch's lost his damn mind.

I'm gonna need you to elaborate.

Did you ever meet someone,
and the moment you look at them,

you know that
they're gonna change your life?

That was Enoch.

I was 20, going nowhere fast,

and he gave me a job
at the ranch.

Showed me the Bible.

Scripture and the Constitution,
those are his holy books.

That man changed me.

That all sounds very positive.

It was.

Until Enoch changed.

Ever since his wife died,
he's been waking my kid up

in the middle of the night to do

military training exercises,
live-fire drills.

David is seven.

He's talking about
a final showdown.

About how we have to be
ready to fight.

-Fight who?
-How much time you got?

What does Ruth think
about all this?

She worships her father.

She's all in.
I knew I had to get him out.

Well, you didn't
have to stow away in my car.

You could've called us.

We're not allowed
to have phones.

We're not allowed any contact
with the outside world.

But the bakery stand.

You guys go to town
once a month?

Everybody's watching everybody.

Spying on each other.

I saw your trunk open, and
I knew I had to take my chance.

Enoch is not gonna
take this lying down, okay?

They are gonna come for David.
You have to make sure

that we're as far away
from here as possible.

I'll look into your allegations.

In the meantime, is there
somewhere you can stay?

-Friends, family?
-No.

When you live at that ranch,
they're your friends,

your family, your everything.

Right. I'll connect you
with social services,

and I think you should also
talk to a lawyer

about your parental rights,
just in the event

this turns into a custody issue.

I don't have any money.

Enoch controls all the funds.

Um, I know a lawyer

who is willing to take on
a pro bono case.

Hey, is that my mug?

They're in my office.

And like I told you
over the phone,

his wife is not aware
that he's here.

I think he should talk
to a lawyer.

So, we're gonna do this?

We're gonna pretend like
this morning didn't happen?

As long as we're in
this building, that is correct.

-Travis.
-Boone.

Oh, he's here to consult
with Peter and David.

Oh, that's great.

Well, Mickey calls,
I come running.

-I'm not gonna ask.
-Good. Don't.

RUTH:
He's seven years old.
His name is David Sanders.

He was with my husband, Peter,

and they were
at a farmer's market,

and I've been... I've been
searching everywhere, but...

You must be Ruth.

(door closes)

They're here?

Peter is concerned
that the ranch

is not a safe environment
for your son.

Safe? He's the one
who kidnapped our son.

Ruth, I've worked my fair share
of parental abduction cases,

and I have to say,
this is the first one

where the kidnapper
ran straight to the police.

Look, Peter and I have
our issues.

If our marriage is over,
then fine,

I guess
I'll have to accept that,

but he can't just...

-can't just take our child.
-No.

But he can file for
an emergency protective order.

That's where I come in.
Please take a seat.

Look, I don't want
to keep you from your son,

but I need to understand
how things got to this point.

It's a ranch.

We grow vegetables.
We raise cattle.

It's a good life.
It's a simple life.

What about the guns?

(chuckles softly)

Is that what this is about?

Fine, we have guns.

'Cause my father thinks
it's important

for every family member
to know how to use a firearm--

all of which are
legally obtained

and used only for defense.

Defense against who?

Threats.

(sighs)

We'd like to see the ranch.

Of course.

-Any time.
-Great.

How about today?

Today's no good. I...

My father's on a cattle drive.
He'll be back late.

Ruth...

until I see the ranch,
I am duty bound to pursue

an emergency protective order
on behalf of your son.

Which means what exactly?

That Child Protective Services
will open a file,

and they will determine
whether his living environment

is safe or not.

Until then, he will be
relocated to a safe house

and Peter will retain custody.

Today sounds great.

(radar gun beeps)

That guy's going 49.

In a 45 zone.

But sure, let's arrest him.

Maybe we can destroy his kid's
sandbox while we're at it.

(Hank laughs)

If you got something to say,
Campbell, just say it.

You're reckless.

That joyrider was a kid.
He wasn't going anywhere.

We didn't need to destroy
that little girl's play castle.

We put it back together,
didn't we?

Being a cop isn't about
just busting heads.

It's about knowing
when to listen.

That would make a great poster.

-"Know when to listen."
-Hysterical.

Over a field of sunflowers

with a couple of bunnies
really seeing each other.

-What do you think?
-I think somebody doesn't know

-how to take feedback.
-Well, I think I'm...

DISPATCHER:
Domestic disturbance,
2738 Crane Street.

Male reporting
a female partner is violent.

DEPUTY:
Copy that.
Edward Three en route.

Cancel that, Edward Three.
Edward Nine. We'll handle.

(engine starts)

-Why are we responding?
-(siren wailing)

That's all the way across town.

(engine revving)

Can't see it from here,
but there's a stream

that runs the south end
of the ranch.

We used to go tubing on it
when we were kids.

I don't think people go tubing
out here anymore.

* *

(low electrical humming)

Hey.

That kid can't be older than 15.

Do you hear that hum?

(low electrical humming
continues)

The fence is electrified.

(Ruth sighs)

(vehicle door closes)

Welcome to our home.

Come on. Follow me.

RUTH:
We have a vegetable garden,

have a barn.

BOY:
Heads up!

Whoa.

These kids look abused to you?

You want, we can line them up
and check them for bruises.

That won't be necessary.

Just see what you can see
over there.

RUTH:
Everyone gets
three home-cooked meals a day.

The people here are happy.

The kids are happy.
We've got nothing to hide.

Great. Then you won't mind
if I take a look on my own?

Do what you got to do.

* *

* *

Hi.

Can I listen?

ENOCH (over headphones):
Thomas Jefferson wrote,

"When the people fear the
government, there is tyranny.

When the government fears
the people, there is liberty."

Are you prepared to die
to defend your liberty?

We hope it never comes to that,
but we must be prepared.

(sighs)

Hey, young man,
let me help you out.

No. Uh, I got it.

All right.

I'm Nathan.

Andrew Barlow.

Guess you don't get
many visitors up here.

Not many.

Mind if I ask:
Are you always armed?

-Even at home?
-Yeah.

We got drone problems.
They're always buzzing around.

-Drones?
-Yeah.

Who's flying drones
all the way out here?

Feds.

Who knows?
Maybe even the sheriffs.

* *

They've got enough fertilizer

to grow food
for all of Edgewater.

-Or blow half of it up?
-Yeah.

There's something else.

I had three bars
when we pulled up at the gate.

Now I've got none.

Same. Cell jammer?

Most likely.

How are the kids?

(sighs softly)

The bedrooms lock
from the outside.

And they were listening
to this recording.

I don't know. Just seems off.

So, what are you gonna do?

If you've seen enough,
I'd like to come get my son now.

Thank you for showing me
your home.

I'll let you know what I decide.

-What more do you need to see?
-I'll be in touch.

It's not right, Sheriff.

It's not right
to break up a family.

Easy.

* *

Let them through.

(vehicle doors open, close)

(engine starts)

(siren wailing)

CASSIDY:
Hey.

I've answered calls
to this house before.

I know the people.
I know how to handle them.

Give me five minutes.

And what, I just sit here?

-(clattering in house)
-MAN: You're out of
your damn mind!

Yeah, that ain't happening.

MAN:
Holy crap!

(sighs)

-Stop it!
-HANK: Sheriff's office!

We're coming in!

You're useless!

Go ahead!

Throw the whole
damn fridge at me!

All right, all right.
Nobody's throwing anything.

-Did you call her?
-Hell yeah, I called the cops.

-'Cause you're mental!
-Back up.

I asked him to do one thing,

get birthday candles,
and he forgets.

And now it's ruined!

-Whoa!
-Okay.

-Ma'am, calm down.
-(sobbing)

I said, calm down.

-I told you. She's crazy!
-Back up.

Hank, let her go.

Cassidy, what the hell?

(crying):
Tell him to let me go.

He's hurting me, Cassie.

He's hurting me.

She's my mom.

Travis, I decided to pursue
the emergency protective order.

TRAVIS (over speakerphone):
Great. I'll let Peter know.

Great. Uh, can you remind him

it only grants custody of David
for five days?

-Anything beyond that, the judge
is gonna have to sign off.
-Will do.

So, listen, Mickey, I know you
don't want to talk about it.

-Travis. Travis!
-And, yes, okay,

-we had sex this morning.
-Travis, you're on speaker!

-But it wasn't just sex for me.
-(line beeps)

-Never do speaker.
-Yeah.

(sighs)

Look, you don't have to explain
anything to me.

I'm-I'm the one
dating my wife, so...

I don't know what
I was thinking. I-I just--

There was a squirrel,
and I hate squirrels.

I'm... I'm so curious
where this is going.

I called Travis
to take care of it, and...

(chuckles) He took care of it.

-(both laugh)
-That.

Just your standard
Tuesday morning.

Oh, and this
really pissed me off.

And then he tried to make me
French toast.

-That bastard!
-I know.

Like he still lived there.
Like he never even left.

I hate being in
a long-distance relationship.

Like, I really hate it.

Half her stuff is up here, and
half my stuff is at her place,

and just the whole thing
just s... sucks.

Well, maybe you-you should
tell her how you feel.

I tried.

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

Actually, I did
something better.

I... I sent her résumé

to my buddy whose wife works
at the hospital.

-You put her up for a job?
-Yeah, so she can move up here.

Let's just say
it did not go well.

Boone, have you ever
even met a woman?

No wonder she got mad at you.

You didn't even talk to her.
You just went ahead and did it.

-I was trying to do
something nice.
-Yeah.

-Like make French toast.
-Wait. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

That wasn't me.
I did not make the French toast.

Okay? I don't even
like French toast.

(chuckles softly)

I missed this.

You know?

We used to do this all the time
when we were partners.

Then I became sheriff
and everything changed.

I mean, suddenly, somehow,
things just got weird.

Okay, you just--
see, you just made it...

-really weird.
-(laughing)

That was one tap too many.

-Speaking of one tap too many...
-Okay!

-Trav and the squirrel.
-We're not gonna talk about it.

I'm gonna regret this
for the rest of my life.

(laughing)

MAN:
She almost took my head off!

Over a pack of
stupid birthday candles!

You, wait over there!

You and I are gonna have
a talk in the car.

No. I need to be here.

I need to be here.

Hank, let her go.

Cassidy, your mom is
out of control.

Hank, please. It's just...

Today's my sister's birthday.

My sister Zoey. Damn it.

My sister Zoey disappeared
14 years ago.

She went to a party one night,
and she never came home.

LAURIE:
32 years old.

32 years old today.

The candles are for her?

It's ruined.

-It's all ruined.
-It's not ruined, Ma. Look.

Some of your cupcakes
came out real nice.

You don't care.

You never cared.

You're more useless than he is.

Yeah, sure, I'm useless.

-And you're a nutcase!
-Shut up, whatever your name is.

Mom...

Have you posted
any flyers lately?

I have.

I'm the only one
looking for her.

My sweet girl.

(kisses)

Happy birthday.

Give us a minute.

Please.

Sir, you got somewhere
where you can sober up?

Somewhere where you two
won't be together.

My brother's place.

I'll drive you.

(sighs):
Okay.

(door opens)

I think about her
every day, Mom.

Every day.

No, you don't.

You gave up on her.

You forgot about her.

Peter, David, this is Stephanie.
She's with social services.

She's gonna take you
to the safe house.

Only the three of us
will know its location.

You'll be there for a few days.

Hi, David.

Or should I say, Deputy David?

Deputy Boone is gonna drive us.

I bet he could use a partner.

It's your uniforms.

He's been taught
not to trust the uniform.

It's okay, buddy.
You can take it.

There you go. Good man.

Come this way.

Thank you.

The order's on your desk.
You just need to sign it.

-Okay, thanks.
-Yeah.

Um, and I'm sorry
about this morning.

I... I overreacted.

I'm not sorry
about this morning.

-Travis.
-Hmm?

(chuckles) What we did was fun,
maybe even a little bit great,

-but, um...
-(chuckles)

-...but it was a mistake.
-Why do you say that?

Look, I...

I've been thinking about you
ever since our dance.

Travis, listen to yourself.

Our homecoming dance
where we went to high school?

What we're feeling--
what you're feeling

is nostalgia, that's all.

So you're telling me you haven't
been thinking about us?

Mickey, I might be crazy...

...but I think we should
give it another shot.

-No.
-Why not?

No. That is a bad idea.

-You're on the rebound.
-(stammers)

I went out with Cassidy
for two months.

I don't think having sex
with my wife of 20 years

-qualifies as a rebound.
-Ex-wife.

And why'd you have
to date her at all?

Of all the women in Edgewater,
you go out with my deputy?

Uh...

'Cause she was open with me.

'Cause she let me in.

When she was having a bad day,
she'd just tell me about it.

And with us,
it was always the firewall.

I agreed to go to counseling.
That wasn't easy for me.

Mickey, you agreed to go
to counseling after I moved out.

I spent months and months asking
you to go, and you said no.

You stopped fighting for me,
Travis.

I'm sorry, this was a mistake.

-(radio static crackles)
-DEPUTY: Sheriff Fox,

this is Burke up at reception.

I think you better get up here.

Coming.

-Oh, my God, is that...
-Enoch Barlow.

(door opens)

You've deprived me
of my family, Sheriff.

(door closes)

I'm here for my grandson.

-Where's my grandson?
-You've been named

in an emergency
protective order.

You cannot see David
for the next five days.

I didn't vote for you, Sheriff,

and I do not consent
to your authority.

I'm sorry you feel that way,
but the law applies to everyone,

like it or not.

Is David here?

He is at
an undisclosed location.

Oh, that was a mistake.

Take a look at where you are.

You don't come in here
and threaten me.

If you want to have
a conversation like two adults,

I'm happy to do that.

Otherwise, you can
see yourself out.

Shall we go into my office?

(door opens)

Dropped off
your mom's boyfriend.

Said he's gonna try to
work it out with her tomorrow.

And to tell you his name
is Kenny, by the way.

CASSIDY:
Hmm.

I finally got her to lie down,
so just give me a few minutes.

I get it.

Grew up in a house
full of drunks.

Cleaned up my fair share
of broken glass.

She loved cars.

"Loves," maybe.

I never know what tense to use.

-So, what happened?
-I already told you.

She went to a party one night.
She never came home.

-Did you look into it?
-I was 15, Hank.

No, I mean
once you became a deputy.

I read the sheriff's report.

-And?
-And nothing.

She's another missing person

in a county with
more than its fair share.

Okay, well, what about
the initial incident report?

Sometimes the first deputy
on the scene...

There was no scene, Hank.

-She just disappeared.
-Okay, well,

Missing Persons database.
You ever try that?

-Why do you care about this?
-I don't, but you clearly do.

So, I don't get it, Campbell.

You're a sheriff's deputy.
You can get answers.

What if I don't want answers?
Did you ever think about that?

We're cops, Hank.

We know how these stories end.

And if I don't know, then
maybe Zoey's still out there.

Alive. Happy.

Maybe hope is
better than answers.

That's dumb.

Idiotic, actually.

Look, I don't know you
that well,

and I sure as hell
don't know your mom,

but you got to give
that woman some closure.

Even if what you find
on the other side is bad,

you got to pull that string.

You owe it to her, Cassidy.

And you owe it to yourself.

* *

I, uh...

picked these up on my way here.

I'll be in the car.

* The thunder drums *

-(door opens)
-* Like a battle cry *

(door closes)

(sighs)

* Even heroes need saving *

(echoing):
* Saving *

* When that white flag
is waving *

(echoing):
* Waving *

* The world on their backs *

* Caught in the cracks. *

-(vocalizing)
-(song ends)

MICKEY:
Please have a seat.

I prefer to stand.

Your grandson is safe.

He's the subject of
an emergency protective order.

From his family.

It's not a grant of custody;
it's a pause button.

Child Protective Services
will now have

five days to conduct an inquiry.

They're gonna go to the ranch,

they're gonna talk
to your daughter,

they're gonna talk to Peter,

and then they'll make
a determination

on what's in
David's best interest.

And who better than
the government

to decide what's in
a child's best interest?

You know, I met you once.

Uh, I don't believe so.

You wouldn't remember.
I was nine.

I went tubing with my friends,

and we wandered
onto your property.

Back then, there was no fence.

Yeah, there was no need for one.

I sprained my ankle.

That was you?

You fixed me a splint.

Told me you'd been
a combat medic.

Yeah, during the First Gulf War.

You fixed me up and made sure I
found my friends again, and...

that's how I remember you.

But what I saw up there
at the ranch, all those guns

and the locks on the doors?

It's like you're
gearing up for war.

Let me ask you, Sheriff.

Have you ever answered
a single call to the ranch?

Now or-or any time since
you've been in this office?

No.

I'm a man of peace.

I'm merely protecting my family.

From who? From-- Not from me.

-Not from anyone here.
-From the government.

-I'm not the government.
-You wear their badge.

The house
where David is staying,

I'd very much appreciate
the address.

You can't have it.

-Then I'll say good night.
-Mr. Barlow.

Look, there's a process.

You may not like it,
but if you're as smart

as I think you are,
you will respect it.

The moment you start taking
matters into your own hands

is the moment you lose
your grandson forever.

Look, I may wear this badge,
but it's not who I am.

I'm a daughter. I'm a mother.

I grew up in this town,
just like you.

(inhales sharply)

I believe I've seen
your mind, Sheriff,

and you've earned my patience.

We'll see the process through.

(quiet chatter)

-KAVANAUGH: Enoch Barlow?
-Who the hell are you?

Donald Kavanaugh, FBI.

This is
Treasury Agent Mary Buckner.

Mr. Barlow, you're under arrest
for violation of

the United States
Internal Revenue Code.

-Why wasn't I notified?
-You're being notified now.

Turn around.

-Wait, you can't do this.
-Thank you, Sheriff.

We've got this.

(handcuffs clicking)

ENOCH:
You've sown the wind, Sheriff.

Now you shall reap
the whirlwind.

You come into my jurisdiction,
into my station,

you arrest a suspect,
the least you could've done

-is given me a heads-up.
-There wasn't time for that.

We've been surveilling
the Barlow compound for weeks.

-Drones.
-The Bureau has been concerned
for some time

about his violent rhetoric,

not to mention
his huge stockpile of weapons.

So you arrest him
for tax evasion?

Agent Buckner's idea.

Um, the tax charge allows us
to take Barlow off the board now

while the Bureau builds
a weapons case.

We could've moved on the ranch
but not without risking

confrontation
that would make Waco

look like a day at the beach.

When we observed Barlow
coming into your office,

we saw our chance.

Yeah, never mind the kind of
blowback it creates for us.

-That's not our concern.
-No. It's ours.

Sheriff Fox, we just need to
hold him here for a few hours.

A dozen federal agents are
en route to transport him

to his arraignment in
San Francisco tomorrow morning.

Is there an office where
we can set up in the meantime?

You can grab a desk
in the bullpen.

And kindly get the hell
out of my office.

Mm.

(door opens)

(door closes)

-(sighs)
-It's just for a few hours.

It's quitting time, Campbell.

Stop trying to impress people.

Just doing my job.

Maybe you should take note.

Hey.

Couple of guys are gonna go
grab a beer later.

Want to join?

That sounds...
kind of fun, actually.

"Actually"?

Uh, but I got something
I need to work on here.

-Next time?
-Suit yourself.

-Oh, Hank.
-Hmm?

-You left your muffins
in the car.
-Oh.

Oh, too slow.

(chuckles)

(door opens)

(door closes)

(drawer opens)

(drawer closes)

* *

BOONE:
Not to add to your list
of worries,

but we just got a call

about a big street takeover
out in Dogtown.

They're racing cars
in both lanes.

Great.
Right at the end of watch.

Send Ted.

Have him take three
or four units just to be safe.

Copy that. Uh...

By the way, thanks.

For?

I'm gonna call Nora.

-And?
-And not assume anything,

not submit her résumé,

and definitely not
make her French toast.

(both laughing)

TRAVIS:
Hey, Boone.

Good luck.

Hey.

I drove halfway home.
I had to turn around.

I know things ended badly
between us,

but I'm in
a different place now.

Travis...

No, l-let me finish.

I think you're in
a different place, too.

I'm sorry.

-People don't change.
-No?

Then how'd you make peace
with your dad?

Or convince Boone
to stay in Edgewater?

Or mend fences
with your sister Sharon?

You think old Mickey could've
done any of those things?

People do change.

And this morning
was not a mistake.

The only mistake...

was me not fighting for you
five years ago.

Well...

I'm ready to fight for you now.

* *

I love you.

Always will.

Just let me know.

(line ringing)

-NORA: Hey, you.
-Hey.

I've been thinking about you.

You make it to work on time?

Yeah. Um, it was a good
traffic day, shockingly enough.

How about you?
How's your day going?

Good.

So, listen.

I'm sorry I didn't check in
with you about the hospital job.

I should've asked you first.

And I guess I was--
I-I got excited

about the idea of not being
long-distance anymore.

Look.

I don't want
to pressure you in any way.

I just want you to know,

when it comes to us, I'm all in.

I... I want you
to move up here, Nora.

I want to be your husband,
for real this time.

Well, don't say yes too fast.

-Geez.
-(line clicks, beeps)

(lights clank)

(lights clicking)

(lights clicking)

* *

Did you people not pay
your power bill?

(light clanks)

What the hell?

(gunfire)

-(rapid gunfire)
-Get down!

Boone. Cassidy. Status.

BOONE:
I'm in the locker room.

What the hell is
going on up there?!

CASSIDY:
Mickey, they're inside
the building.

Repeat, they're inside
the building!

(rapid gunfire continues)

It's Travis.

They shot Travis!

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