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Previously on "Resident Alien"...

Welcome, again, to my podcast,

where I will discuss the search for Peter Bach's son, Robert.

Good work, deputy.

This alien stuff, it's all connected.

The Mantid might still be alive.

You can't kill me, but I can kill you.

And how's little Leroy?

Starting to kick like a little fancy dancer.

I decided to stop drinking, and I found an AA meeting.

So now that the baby is safe, I want to tell

Ben and Kate the truth.

You killed your own dad to save me.

Don't make it weird.

What the--

Hey.

Looks like I got to pack up.

You comfortable in there?

Sorry, Jules, you can't come with me.

But you've been such a good host.

Humans do not like change.

They find comfort in their lives staying the same.

I think for humans, seeing your son hugging an alien

does not count as comfort.

Could you please cover up the dead alien statue father thing?

It's making me want to barf.

Do not disrespect my dead father, who I just murdered.

Thank you for turning back into a human.

That was a lot.

It was easy.

It was like putting on a coat,

one with broad shoulders, great hair,

and nipples like Spanish doubloons.

Well, thanks for ruining history and nipples for us.

So now, you know I am an alien.

And we are not too different.

Now get out.

I need to break up my father into pieces,

turn him into a rock garden by the lake.

Not so fast.

We still have a few questions.

So you really went to space? Was it neat?

Did you-- did you learn anything, or--

It seems like a question you could ask on the way home.

And why are you asking him like he

just went on some school trip?

He left the planet.

I was only up there for, like, 10 minutes.

And then when I got back, I grew a beard because I

touched one of Harry's balls. - I knew it.

What?

Metal spheres.

It's alien technology from my planet

to assist me if I got lost.

And did you say, I knew it?

Do you think I'm scrotum-ing your son?

I'm no freak.

I like birds.

What the hell is that thing?

This is my son!

I don't call your son a thing.

He calls me a shaved squirrel,

pinky, mouse baby, Maxi pad.

No more screen time!

What the hell is happening?

There's-- there's little aliens?

Mm-hmm.

There's praying mantis aliens--

- Why not? - on Earth?

How could you keep this all a secret?

Yeah.

Buddy, you didn't think to tell us that the town

doctor is an alien?

You know, he prescribes Adderall,

but sometimes won't.

I did tell you.

You told me I was broken and wanted to send me to a school

in Georgia for special kids.

I mean, it was a nice school.

Mm-hmm.

They-- they had horses.

They did.

Does anybody want coffee?

Dinglebutt?

Oh, I call him that, too.

Lena, it's me.

I was right about Jules being an alien, OK?

So could you just give me a call when you get this message?

And just know I'm pretty sure Cletus is farting

because he misses you, OK?

Did you get a hold of her?

Well, she thinks I'm crazy.

I mean, I sit in a car for hours, stalking a woman.

She goes out for a cigarette, I put a bullet through her,

and I'm the crazy one?

I'm still trying to process that I had drinks

with a Mantid, and she stuck me with the bill.

What a B-I-T-C-H. You know what?

She's a murderer.

I'll just say bitch.

Oh.

Did you-- you send a car over to Lena's?

Yeah, they're keeping an eye on her.

They also searched Jules' house, found nothing.

She's gone.

We got to put a stop to this thing.

Old Mining Days starts the day after tomorrow.

It sounds like this Mantid's planning

on turning it into an all-you-can-eat buffet,

with me as a side dish.

I'm no damn floppy broccolini.

Hell, I'm a fully loaded baked potato, with extra bacon.

Damn.

Now I'm hungry for something as delicious as myself.

So you lied when you said that Harry wasn't an alien.

He wasn't an alien then.

My life has been a roller coaster.

Hi.

We need to talk.

Why do humans have so many knock-knock jokes

if they never knock, knock?

We saw your car outside.

You guys just hanging out?

That's us.

We're the family who hangs out with the town doctor,

who happens to be an alien.

Remember your therapy.

Go to your happy place.

They saw Max hugging me in my alien form

after I killed my father.

His corpse is under that blanket.

I got my alien energy back after the tube fell out

of his crotch and it broke.

Big day.

Normally, that would be a lot to take in,

but it's disturbing how not disturbing all that sounds.

Hmm.

Well, you know what's really disturbing, is the fact

that this whole time, the two of you

have known about our baby and you didn't tell us.

That's why we're here.

We decided to finally tell you guys everything.

We just came to tell Harry first.

But you're already here, and he told

you, so two birds, one stone.

You really expect me to believe that?

Keeping this a secret from you, Kate,

has been torture for me.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry that lying to us about our baby

has been so tough for you.

What can I do to ease your pain?

Hey, hey, look, I know this is all really upsetting,

but D'arcy's been through a lot lately.

It's OK.

It's all right.

I'm sober now.

You're sober?

Well, that's great.

Yeah, thanks.

I've been going to AA, so--

Oh, I'm-- sorry, I just thought you meant

you were sober right now.

So you assume I'm always drunk.

Your coffee mug says Wine Time.

- That was a gift from you. - Oh, yeah.

Why would I leave Patience to see

the world when I have all the excitement I need right here?

I know you're mad, but we were

just trying to protect Daisy.

You named our baby?

You were planning on leaving Patience without telling me?

What? Oh, no.

It's just something my dad brought up.

Look, Ben, Kate, I'm sorry, OK?

I swear we were going to tell you guys, but it wasn't safe.

The Greys were watching you, OK?

And Harry said--

Yes, of course.

Harry, who, apparently, is an alien, making decisions like he

knows what's best for our family.

Well, guess what. He doesn't.

Harry is the one who convinced the Greys

to leave your baby alone.

He literally put himself up as collateral.

And he killed his own father to save me.

And I ruined a perfectly good fireplace poker doing it.

Well, despite your many sacrifices,

I would really appreciate if you would leave

my family alone from now on.

You are in my house.

I mean it, OK?

Hey, why don't we call Sheriff Mike?

We'll see what he thinks about it.

You cannot tell anyone, especially Mike and Liv.

Harry's trying to stop the Mantid.

The last thing he needs is Mike and Liv slowing him down.

Sorry.

No, I cannot lie to Mike.

He always knows.

I won't be able to look him in the eye.

I would poke your eyes out, but my fireplace poker

is stuck in my dead father.

Ben, hey.

We need to talk.

Eek!

Didn't you hear me?

I said we need to talk. - Mm.

Last night, I came face to face with the Mantid.

Hmm.

I think it can read minds and shapeshift.

And guess who has shapeshifted into?

Jules Gardner.

I knew it.

You know, I knew the second she stole my girlfriend,

she was a monster.

No, no, this isn't Jules.

This is the Mantid.

The real Jules is probably dead.

Yeah, well, we all make choices.

What's going on with you, huh?

Why you, uh, keep looking away from me?

Uh, don't know what you're talking about.

Nothing's going on.

OK, so if nothing's wrong, then why can't you look

me in my eyes and say that?

I don't want to take advantage of the power dynamic.

Well, there can't be any power dynamics

when there's no dynamics.

It's just power, and it belongs to me.

I radiate power.

You're just a figurehead.

Wrong, you know?

I approve budgets, make proclamations.

I am the last word in who wins the chili cook-off every year.

And I came up with the new town motto, small town, big hearts.

You know, I pretty much run this town.

Good.

Then cancel Old Mining Days.

Huh?

What?

That's impossible.

Every hotel in town is booked.

Including the one where the Mantid ate the guy's head?

I'd have to petition the town council,

and they don't meet until next week.

But-- come on.

Hang on here.

You know, as-- as mayor, I will use every weapon in my arsenal

to protect the townspeople.

OK, so just the megaphone and the oversized gavel you

use to call meetings to order.

It's not oversize.

It's proportional to the gavel block.

Sure it is.

Well, let's just hope the new town motto doesn't become,

small town, overcrowded cemetery.

Well, it wouldn't because the town slogan is up to me.

Humans should not be afraid of change.

They need to learn how to adapt,

like I did when I lost my alien energy

and that time the diner ran out of pie.

I did not cry about it.

I just followed the man who ordered

the last piece and left a note on his card that said,

"pie pig."

Whoa.

What is all this?

Your father was right.

We should see the world.

Here are some cities we can move

to after we leave Patience.

New York City, Detroit, New Haven.

Oh, OK.

Are you just listing pizza cities?

Chicago, deep dish.

Oh, Harry.

I told you.

My dad just brought it up.

I'm not leaving Patience.

And if I did, I'd go alone.

Alone.

How could you go without me?

If I went to my home planet, I would bring you with me.

Then I'd die because I need oxygen to breathe.

But we would be together.

I take it back.

I hate change.

I've got some juice you're going to want to squeeze.

Mike said the Mantid revealed itself

to him, one Jules Gardner.

This is bad.

If the Mantid thinks its identity has been discovered,

it will look for a new host.

I will need your help.

Well, I thought you might say that.

You know, as mayor of this little hamlet,

I do have the ability to get things done.

I do not need a shopping center opened.

I meant Max.

I need someone who can see aliens.

Max is a no-go.

You don't need him.

I have my own skill set.

Like what?

I can solve a Rubik's Cube in under two minutes.

You are useless to me.

I want Max.

He is my son, and he is off limits.

Ha, ha, ha!

This is classic bravado.

It's a defense mechanism to mask the fear of being

powerless as a parent.

No.

Don't-- don't psychoanalyze me anymore, OK?

You're not even a real doctor, which-- by the way,

I will be expecting a refund for all the times

that I paid you for therapy.

If you do not let me use Max, I

will tell your wife about your creepy sex dream

with that ancient woman in your office, Debra.

That wasn't a sex dream.

I was naked, but she had clothes on.

What was the whole thing about all those moles?

You said she looked like a chocolate chip cookie,

and you were hungry.

That's why you got out the milk.

You're a weird, sick, little man.

What about doctor-patient confidentiality?

You just said that I wasn't a real doctor.

You're not.

So you can forget about Max.

I will not let you use my son to help you hunt

down some dangerous Mantid.

This refusal shows growth.

You're finally starting to assert yourself.

I mean, this is incredible progress.

Well, thanks.

Just pay on the way out.

Well, look at that.

Sir, you might want to see this.

I took this with a trail cam I set up

in the Mantid feeding ground.

What is Asta doing in the middle of nowhere?

And who is she with?

If the Mantid has been active there, then whoever it is,

it looks like they're trying to cover it up.

Yeah, that doesn't make any sense, though.

Why would Asta want to help that monster?

Maybe it's not about helping the Mantid.

Maybe she's trying to protect whoever that is with her.

Protect them from what, though?

From being exposed,

because they're not human?

So then who is this non-human?

Hi.

What can I get you, sailor?

Remember, just because I'm not drinking

doesn't mean you can't.

Somebody's got to keep this place in business.

Hmm.

No, I'm good.

I just need a break from Harry, who

keeps freaking out about this idea of me leaving town.

Oh.

Why?

It's not like you're actually leaving.

I know.

It's stupid.

Totally.

But why is it stupid?

Because you belong here, you know?

And every time I went away, the one thing I always knew

was that you'd be here when I got back.

You're the constant.

Yep, that's me.

But, you know, if I left, it's not

like things would fall apart.

Life would go on.

Wait.

Are you-- are you actually considering leaving, like--

like for real?

No, I'm not saying I'm doing it.

It's just I don't know.

Sometimes I wonder what else is out there.

Oh, no, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, please.

Oh, I'm not going anywhere, I promise.

Oh, God. Babe, I'm sorry.

I mean it, D'arce.

I'm not leaving.

OK.

Oh.

♪ I know

♪ Mr. Know-It-All

Oh, Harry.

What can I get you?

Nothing.

I refuse to eat anything from someone who suggested that Asta

should leave Patience.

Too bad, because a fresh apple pie

just came out of the oven.

I don't care.

OK.

♪ Picked up the store

I got your note.

Next time, maybe don't leave an envelope that reads

"top secret" in my mailbox?

OK, OK.

I need Max's help to kill the Mantid,

so you have to invite him to the festival tomorrow.

No can do.

Since his parents found out about you,

they barely let him out of their sight.

Well, he can sneak out.

Tell him that now, you like him as more than a friend.

Do you have something else you could wear,

something that says, I feel silly?

That is a vile scenario.

And you don't need Max.

I've been working on an all-organic halal Manticide.

Here's the formula.

I am so happy to have my alien energy back.

Without it, I would not understand this

and would have to admit that headscarf

girl is smarter than me.

Are you OK?

Huh?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Just--

This is not bad.

With a few added elements, I can make this work.

Since Asta's on break, we respectfully

wait for her in her office.

While we rifle through her shit, looking for clues.

Look at this.

"Dear Asta, please accept these Earth flowers

"as a token of my undying love.

Sinsreely, Joseph."

Asta's the one Joseph was in love with.

First, she's burying shit where

the Mantid's tromping around.

Now she's dating an alien?

That's Sus, with a capital S and a little s.

What are you doing in my office?

How about we ask the questions?

We saw you on a trail cam with someone up in the woods,

and you were both carrying shovels.

It's not a question.

That's a statement.

And we found this card from Joseph,

who we are investigating.

Not to nitpick, but again, not a question.

I have no clue who this "Joseph" is.

Isn't that the hot cop that proposed to you?

So it's you and Joseph in the picture.

I guess I'm going to have to do

the heavy lifting around here.

Is this you and Joseph in this picture, question mark?

Fine, yes, that's Joseph with me.

What were you doing with shovels?

Starting a community garden.

What were you growing?

Radishes.

OK, that tracks.

You can grow radishes in Colorado in April.

You use Miracle-Gro?

Compost.

It's organic and better for root vegetables.

That's a good tip.

See, what I do is I bury a dead fish in the dirt.

I learned that from a "Snoopy" Thanksgiving special.

Maybe you can discuss gardening tips later,

question mark.

I hope you're telling the truth,

not just because we're friends, but because we're cops.

Do you believe her?

Oh, absolutely.

Radishes are cool season crops.

They can tolerate a light frost.

No, not about that.

About Joseph.

Absolutely not.

She was way too quick to throw him under the bus.

She's covering for another non-human.

But who?

Someone who's been here for a while,

someone she spends all her time with.

Remember way back when Max said

the new town doctor is an alien and you threatened

to throw him in jail?

Son of a bitch.

It's the new doctor.

He's an alien.

Son of a bigger bitch.

Hot damn, I can't believe all this time,

it was right under our noses.

Deputy, take a big whiff.

That is the smell of success.

Or it's just the Sharpie ink.

That, too.

We should probably open a window.

D'arcy.

Can I come in?

Yeah

I won't be long.

It's OK.

I just put Bella down.

Bella?

You named her.

Yeah.

Isabella Rose.

It was my grandmother's name.

Oh, it's beautiful.

It's way better than Daisy.

I mean, who's named Daisy these days?

My aunt's dog.

Love that.

So much better for a dog than a spaceship baby.

Keeping Bella a secret--

it was to protect you and her, I swear.

But that doesn't make it right.

And I--

Look, the other night was a lot.

I was overwhelmed and hurt, but I know that you were put

in an impossible situation.

You're my friend, and I know that we're

going to get through this.

Yeah.

Oh, I have something to show you.

- OK. - OK.

That's her first smile.

That's me giving her a bath.

That's her pulling my hair.

She loves red.

I don't know what it is.

That is her laughing when she farted.

Or maybe it's when I farted, I don't know.

The point is she knows that farting is funny.

Um, you know what?

I actually have some stuff to do today,

so now maybe isn't the best time.

What just happened?

Did I do something wrong?

Nope, I just don't want to do this right now.

I thought we were good.

This isn't about you.

Well, everything was fine, and now you're upset.

So obviously, it's about me.

Well-- is this because you can tell

I think Bella's a dumb name?

Look.

I'm just sad about everything I missed, OK?

And I don't-- I don't have it in me

to make you feel better about yourself right now,

so please just go.

Chemistry is the science of change.

Add or subtract just one ingredient,

and everything can spiral out of control.

Friendships are no different.

Asta leaving Patience would act as a catalyst,

rapidly destabilizing the balance of our bond,

much like this formula, which might explode.

I should probably move the snacks.

Harry!

Harry.

Mike and Liv were just at the clinic.

They saw us on a trail cam while we were going

over to dig up the Mantid.

Your face was blocked in the picture, so I covered for you,

but it's only a matter of time before they figure it out.

I do not need your help, and it's OK if you leave town.

I don't care because I've replaced you with a new friend.

Little Asta, could you hand me that beaker?

Thanks.

We're not friends.

We're just partners in a joint venture.

I'm not leaving Patience, OK?

I've got Jay, you know, and D'arcy and my dad.

My life is here.

I heard a lot of names, not mine.

That's OK, because I have little Asta now.

She's younger than you, so statistically,

she will live longer than old Asta.

Fine.

Have fun with little Asta.

Sorry. It's not about you.

You think I don't know that?

Hi, I'm Robert.

I'm Peter Bach's son.

I know.

I heard your podcast.

Didn't expect to hear my name.

Since my dad died, I didn't expect anyone to be looking.

You better sit down.

There's something you need to know.

Your father is alive.

No, no, that's-- that's not possible.

I-- I saw him die.

Well, the government revived him.

Like CPR or--

More like Frankenstein?

I can't contact him, but the moment I hear from him,

I'll tell him you're here.

He'll be thrilled.

Hoo, that's-- that's incredible.

Until then, can you put me in jail?

What?

Why would you want that?

I think someone's following me.

I know you've been through a lot,

but I promise I'll keep you safe.

All I can eat?

Challenge accepted.

Mark, alcoholic.

Thank you, Dina, for inviting me to share.

My sobriety date is June 24, 1997.

I have a sponsor.

I also sponsor other people.

And most importantly, I have a higher power, which I call God.

We all know the ups and the downs.

Drugs and alcohol nearly took everything from me.

But now I can look in the mirror and say, I love you.

I'm proud of you.

And just last night, I went to bed.

No debating on whether I wanted to live or not.

Just went to sleep like a person.

I saw someone blow through a stop sign, and I got so angry.

And then it hit me--

I used to do that.

I'd drive drunk with my kid in the back seat all the time.

Casey.

I was the best skier in my school.

I had sponsorships, all of it.

I got kicked off the team.

I lost my scholarship, and I had to come here.

I get that I need to stay sober.

I get that it's my fault.

But what if I stay sober

and I never get back to where I was?

Sunny, alcoholic.

11 years next week.

Whoo!

I got a new sponsee recently, and we really hit it off.

I thought we had a good thing going, talking,

meeting up, checking in.

But then she went out.

So I called her and left a message.

Nothing.

Now, the old me would have gone over there and tried to fix it,

to be the one who pulled her back.

But then I realized that's making someone

else's journey about me.

And I've been down that path.

It's not good.

Not everything is about me all the time.

So, yeah, I'm a little sad today, but I'm here.

That's pretty amazing.

♪ Hard to get the best of me ♪

♪ Trouble, trouble

♪ Trouble on my mind

♪ Trouble don't tell me I'll live a long time ♪

A beautiful golden brown.

Very nice.

Hey.

♪ Trouble don't tell me I'll live a long time ♪

Nice turnout, right?

Everyone looks like they're having fun.

Yeah, so do kids in an outdoor bouncy house

before a gust of wind rips the safety line off

and little Timmy is a kite.

Should have canceled.

Well, I told you it was too late for that, you know?

Besides, we don't want everyone living in fear.

I'm not worried.

Good afternoon, folks, and welcome to the Patience

Old Mining Days festival.

Enjoy the festivities.

But remember, the 1800s were a dangerous time.

So have fun, laugh with your neighbors, but also remember,

they might be trying to kill you.

Hey, where have you been? I need your help.

Check me out.

Do I look like a tasty nugget, something you might drool over?

Not sure where this is going, but it's

making me very uncomfortable.

Jules the Mantid said she was coming for me, right,

so I did 500 eyebrow raises, so my head was sweating

and release pheromones.

Smell me.

See that?

The Mantid ain't going to be able to resist that.

It's just basic science.

It's also basic nonsense.

You know, I got to get this Mantid away from the crowd.

I figured since I'm the bait, I'm

going to try to lure it into the mine

where nobody else can get hurt.

Here, look at this.

There's a shaft by the south entrance that's

got a caged elevator, right?

Right next to it is an exposed electrical ground.

Now, I planted a pry bar right by the elevator.

So once the Mantid is is inside, I'm

going to jam the bar between the electrical wire and

the cage.

And that current should fry that mother-bugger real good.

Now we just need to find the Mantid.

Yeah, well, if Dr. V. is an alien,

he's connected to the Mantid, so we just watch him,

wait until they make contact.

How do you know they're connected?

Come on.

What are the odds of two aliens being in the same town

and not knowing each other?

Isn't it a little racist, assuming all aliens

know each other?

Of course it's not racist.

They ain't human.

How's it going to be racist when they ain't even

a part of the superior race?

What the hell?

Why's he looking at me?

I'm the looker. He's the lookee.

Lookers look.

Lookees get looked at.

See, if he was human, he would know that.

Stupid alien.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, really?

Guess you got tired of trying to steal my best friend,

so instead, you thought you'd steal my costume.

Judy, I don't have time for this.

Oh, who's Judy? No, no.

I'm Biddy Henshaw, first female miner in Patience.

I wear the same thing every year,

and I tell the story of Biddy Henshaw for the festival,

and I know you know that because last year

you threw a tomato at me.

Are you even wearing panties made out of burlap?

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Why are you staring at the sheriff?

Because the Mantid is hunting him,

and once it appears and attacks,

I will squirt it with my Manticide.

You mean my Manticide?

We will settle ownership once my legal team

has reviewed the contract.

Hi. OK.

What is the plan here?

How are you going to kill the Mantid

with all these people around?

Little Asta, could you please tell this time-traveling

newsie that she is a bad friend and I'm not talking to her?

Little Asta, could you tell this alien toddler

to quit pouting because we have bigger things to deal with?

I refuse to be a part of this dysfunctional triangle.

You know, maybe real friends support their friends no matter

what they choose to do, because, I don't know,

they just want them to be happy.

Yes, or maybe real friends do not

abandon you after you have planned an entire pizza

city future for them.

- Ah-- - Uh, guys.

Where'd Sheriff Mike go?

This is your fault because you distracted me.

And now I want pizza.

I don't know what is going on with him.

I told him I'm not even planning on leaving town.

I get it.

Chasing dreams isn't easy.

I ventured out into the great unknown.

It's tough out there.

OK, I'll take that under advisement.

For now, we need a real plan.

Harry has a plan.

He's using Sheriff Mike as bait.

And once the Mantid goes after him,

he's going to blast it with my Manticide.

Mike stalking Harry?

Harry tailing Mike?

It's ridiculous.

Hey, kid, do you know if any of these booths

sell cream for a butt rash?

This is so unfair.

Sahar's at the festival, helping Harry kill the Mantid.

And I'm going grocery shopping with my mom

and baby space sister.

Please don't call her that, or moon baby or Starship Sally.

You'll give her a complex.

I'm the only one that can actually see aliens.

It's the one thing I'm good at.

I told you,

your dad and I will not risk anything happening to you.

Nothing's going to happen to me.

I've got protection.

What the hell is that?

It's a taser that can zap aliens.

Ah!

OK, that is it, all right?

No more alien hunting.

You are grounded.

You are so grounded, from everything.

Fill her up?

Hi.

Yes.

And could you check the tire pressures, too, please?

- Yeah. - Thank you so much.

Max?

Max!

Max!

Jules?

Are you here?

I called a bunch of times.

♪ Don't it feel so good to know ♪

♪ You ain't done nothing wrong? ♪

♪ Don't it feel so good to know ♪

♪ You've been right all along? ♪

♪ Don't it feel so good to know ♪

♪ That you are the one

♪ To always be on the trigger side of the gun? ♪

♪ You go on

♪ I'll be on the bench tonight ♪

♪ I don't need to be there

♪ When your torch is burning bright ♪

♪ 'Cause it's throw that rock ♪

♪ It's hide your hand

♪ Everybody's gotta choose a side again ♪

♪ Divide and conquer

♪ That's the game, my friend

♪ There ain't nothing new under the sun ♪

♪ Come on now

♪ Let's call for the head...

Well, well, well.

Ha-ha, look who's crawling back.

I came for the meat, not the man.

Deep-fried beats grudges every time.

♪ I'll be on the bench tonight ♪

♪ I don't need to be there

I know who you are.

Your secret's out.

Your secret is out.

You're an alien.

You have nightmares about a cupcake monster

that's going to bite off your butt.

Hey! Come on.

I told you that in the sanctity of therapy.

You can't be saying that shit out in public.

Deputy, what are you doing here?

I thought we agreed to split up.

I know, but Asta grabbed me, and honestly,

she is stronger than she looks.

OK, now that you're all here--

the other day, you asked me about the person

in the trail cam.

Well, it wasn't Joseph.

It was Harry.

And it's time that we come out with this.

Harry is an alien.

- They know. - We know.

- We figured it out. - What?

We know, but thanks for confirming you've been

hanging out with a shady-ass alien.

Shady?

Like a cupcake monster?

Just shut your goddamn mouth.

Oh, shut it.

Harry is a lot of things, OK?

He's annoying and selfish, and he is easily

distracted by turkey legs.

But he is not shady.

He's a really good alien, and he's got pretty awesome powers.

And you just need to get over yourselves and work together.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go

tell Biddy Henshaw's story.

Just so we're clear, I still don't trust you.

And I don't usually work with a partner.

Right, because I'm just his emotional support deputy.

Kate?

D'arcy, I really have to go.

I just need a second.

About the pictures?

I realize now it wasn't about helping you.

It was about me.

I guess I kind have a habit of making things about myself.

I didn't see it then, but I--

I do now.

So if you don't want me around, I get it.

But just know that I'm here for you.

For you, however that looks.

Can you watch her for me?

I've got to go find Max, and I need to leave

her with someone I can trust.

Yeah, of course.

Hi.

Well, hey.

If I'm gone for a while, here's a key to my house.

Oh, I already have one.

Right.

Hmm.

Thank you.

Hi, Isabella.

Hello, Bella.

Hey, Belle.

How's it going, Belle?

You probably should get a nickname or something.

How about Daisy? Yeah.

Don't tell your mom.

You ever feel like the world is daring you to make a move,

like every step forward is a fight

and every step back is surrender?

For me, Biddy Henshaw, that's what it felt like when I packed

up what little I had and headed out to Patience in the 1800s.

I was a widow with two kids, leaving the only home

I'd ever known behind.

All I had was a sliver of hope that something better might

be waiting for me out there.

And when I got to Patience, I didn't find much.

But I found a way.

I became a miner, the first female one, I might add.

I wonder if Biddy ever felt scared before leaving.

She must have, right?

Maybe she felt stuck, held in place by fear,

just not knowing what else was out there.

Who knows if she ever knew, for sure,

what the right choice was?

But she made one.

And she didn't let herself stay stuck forever.

I guess that's what really matters.

Judy!

So you've got a glowing finger,

you know, and can levitate stuff with your mind,

or is that strictly an ET thing?

That is offensive.

What if I asked, do all sheriffs

have a badge and a gun?

We do.

Oh.

Well, mine just does this.

This one does this.

Listen, once we bait the Mantid into the mine

and into the elevator, we're going to fry

it with electricity, right?

You know, if we save the town, maybe

they'll even build a statue of us in the town square.

I'd prefer a memorial plaza, with an eternal flame.

No, no. Flames are too flashy.

Plus, they go out. A statue?

A statue's forever.

You can push over a statue.

Not mine.

I'm going to design it myself, and I'm going

to make it 8% bigger than my actual size, see.

That's the sweet spot, where people look at it,

and they say, oh my goodness.

I didn't know he was that big, but not

so big that they say, oh, my goodness,

this guy's compensating.

Sheriff?

I just saw a suspicious-looking man heading

into the mine's north entrance,

and he was smoking a cigarette.

10-4, Deputy. Keep your eye out.

We're going to go in.

All right, Doc.

Get your game face on.

Is there time for more turkey leg?

No.

All right, come on.

Max, just in time.

Harry's about to go into the mine.

Harry, wait!

I see it.

I see the Mantid.

That's just Deputy Liv.

No, it's not.

Deputy Liv is the Mantid.

♪ If it isn't you now, then you're waiting your turn ♪

♪ You go on

♪ I'll be on the bench tonight ♪

♪ I don't need to be there

♪ When your torch is burning bright ♪

♪ 'Cause it's throw that rock, it's hide your hand ♪

♪ Everybody's got to choose a side again ♪

♪ Divide and conquer, that's the game, my friend ♪

♪ There ain't nothing new under the sun ♪