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Previously on Sheriff Country...

You need to step away
and just take some time off.

Just a little.

Our three million
will be leaving

the sheriff's office tomorrow.

Rocky and I plan on
stealing it back

from those DEA sons of bitches.

There is this company
called Emerald Eden.

They have been
snatching up the best

cannabis-producing land
in Edgewater,

and they're using
hardball tactics to get it.

It's either me or the case.

You can't have both.

I'm coming back, Mick.

People think I killed Brandon.

We can't control
what people think.

- What is your problem...
- I'm asking you, please...

- ...with Alec?
- I'm-I'm crazy about you, Mick.

- I think I'm in love with you.
- Wesley Fox,

you have the right
to remain silent.

Deputy Director Eva Santos.

The Department of Justice
has asked me to conduct

a comprehensive review
to determine if you are corrupt.

I suggest you get a good lawyer.

You're gonna need one.

You know, we were waiting
for you, but you never came.

Yeah, man, it didn't feel
the same without you there.

Yeah, everybody
was asking about you.

They were like,
"Why isn't she here?"

and I was like, "I don't know."

I mean, you never
miss a meeting.

Hello?

Skye?

Are you even listening to me?

Uh, sorry. What?

I said you never miss a meeting.

Where were you last night?

- You called Hazel?
- She's your sponsor.

I thought I was
doing the right thing.

Sit.

Don't be mad at Rick.

He's worried about you.

And so am I.

Why don't I get us some coffee?

What's going on?

What, I'm not allowed
to miss a meeting?

Not when it's a milestone.

Nine months is a big deal.

I can take you to a meeting now.

I've got work.

- Work will understand.
- Yeah, of course they will,

'cause everyone knows who I am.

They know who my mom is.

They know that she arrested
my grandpa last week.

You know, even at N.A.,
I'm not really anonymous.

There's a closed meeting

at Saint Joseph's later today.

At the end, you'll get
your nine-month chip...

- I don't want the chip.
- Skye,

what is going on?

- You earned that chip.
- I don't want it, okay?

You know, in the past, um...

when life got too much,
I'd turn to drugs.

Uh, fail a test? Use.

Um, fight with my mom? Use.

And now my grandfather
is going to prison.

And I watched my mom arrest him
like it was nothing.

So, I don't know,
I guess what happens next

just feels inevitable.

Skye, no. It is not.

Skye.

I'll go.

I don't know how else to say it.

I had no involvement

with my father's
criminal activity.

So, walk me through it
once more.

Look,

- Agent Santos...
- Deputy Director.

Deputy Director.

I've done these interrogations
many times.

I know you're looking
for inconsistencies.

You're not gonna find any
because I have nothing to hide.

I'm telling you the truth.

Just so I understand,
the truth is,

you invited your father
into your home,

at which point
he not only started

an illegal cannabis
trafficking ring

but stole $3 million
of the DEA's money.

$3 million which
had conveniently

just left your office.

And then I arrested him,
as soon as I found out.

- What do you want from me?
- It's very simple, Sheriff.

I want to know
if you're compromised.

Compromised?

Look, I invited my father

to move in for a family matter.

Your daughter.

Skye. Correct?

Skye was in recovery.

She'd been addicted
to stimulants

and she recently had a relapse.

I thought it would be
a fresh start for her.

I-I thought it'd be
a fresh start for all of us.

So, your daughter was
a recovering drug addict,

and you invited a drug dealer
into your home?

With all due respect,
this is about the $3 million.

This line of questioning
is completely irrelevant.

It's extremely relevant.

And might I remind you,
you could have brought a lawyer,

but you declined.

Because I have nothing to hide.

I asked my father
to live with us

because he told me he was
going legal, and I believed him.

Perhaps because you wanted
to believe him,

which, with all due respect,

suggests you're not
a very good judge of character.

So, I will ask you once again.

Are you compromised?

Absolutely not.

This concludes my interview

with Sheriff
Michaela Frances Fox,

9:53 a.m.,
Eva Santos, deputy director.

I'll be here a few days,

conducting further
interviews and audits.

All right, I'll make sure
you're comfortable.

You don't need to be working today.

- My mom will understand.
- I'm fine, Rick.

Did your mom
have a meeting in the calendar?

Not that I know of.

Rick, honey.

And Skye.
How you doing, sweetie?

How are you holding up?

I know how close
you and your grandpa are.

I'm good, thanks. Honestly,

I could use
the distraction of work.

I get that.
And I could definitely use you.

I'm holding a press event today.

Fraley Horizons is launching
an exciting new project.

I've been dying to tell you,

but you know lawyers
and their NDAs.

Finally, I can finally loop
you in, if you're up for it.

- Of course.
- I knew I could count on you.

Oh, Skye, let Rick get that.

Do you mind, hon?

Just tell whoever it is that
I'm in an important meeting.

Hmm?

Hey.

How'd your interview
with Santos go?

It wasn't an interview,
it was a personal attack.

I'm so sorry, Mickey.
I had no idea.

Look, you don't have anything
to worry about...

Stop. Stop, stop.

Does she know about us?

Of course not. Why would she?

I don't feel comfortable
lying to her.

We're not lying.
We're under no oblig...

We're taking
too big of a risk, Alec.

I don't think
we should do this anymore.

Agent Kane?

I need your files
on JoAnne Henshaw.

I'll pull those for you, ma'am.

I can't win. I arrested Wes,

yet somehow,
I'm still too close to him.

Sorry you have
to deal with all that.

I do have something
that'll cheer you up.

Ta-da.

Cassidy.

You're back.

Reporting for duty.

And ready to give any obnoxious
DEA agents a piece of my mind.

How was your time away?

After road-tripping with my mom,
which was cathartic...

- Mm-hmm.
- ...but a lot,

I rented a cabin down the coast.

Just me, the ocean, the quiet.

- You needed that.
- Yeah, I did.

I expected a lot more resistance

when I asked her
to come back early.

Wait, you called her?

Right after your dad
got arrested.

He said you needed
your people close.

He was worried about you.

Thank you.

Come on.

Let me catch you up
on the land grab case.

So glad to have you back.

Wow.

And I thought I was obsessed

with catching
the Blood Moon Killer.

This land grab case has me beat.

I'm not obsessed.

So, where are we?

When I left,
all we knew was that someone

was trying to buy up land
in Edgewater.

Not just any land,
prime weed-growing land,

and if you refused to sell...

that's the red spaces...
they would intimidate

the hell out of you,
and sometimes worse.

- "They"?
- An LLC.

Emerald Eden. Set up in Nevada.

To remain anonymous. Smart.

These are the people

who we've confirmed
worked for Emerald Eden.

Liman Ford, a lawyer, he handled
all of the real estate deals.

Then we got Frank Stokes
and Mack Maguire,

they were bikers in the
Death Merchants Motorcycle Club,

and they carried out
the intimidation campaign.

- Mack Maguire is who shot Hank?
- When we went to arrest him.

We returned fire
and, uh, Maguire cashed out.

How's Hank?

He's still in the hospital,
but h-he'll be okay.

Little hint of concern
I hear in your voice?

Only for myself.

You know he's not gonna shut up
about it when he comes back.

You thought he was
insufferable before.

Okay.

We also believe that Maguire
killed the lawyer Liman Ford,

made it look like
he hanged himself.

But that doesn't tell us

who is bankrolling Emerald Eden.

I'm calling that person
"The Money."

So, when we find The Money,

we find who's behind
Emerald Eden?

- Mm-hmm.
- Has anyone seen Mickey?

- She was in the break room. Why?
- Did she tell you

that Skye was gonna be
on TV today?

Today, I am proud to announce

that we are making history.

Which is fitting,
because Edgewater is my history.

My family's timber company
took this undeveloped land

and built it
into a thriving town.

A community.

But the timber industry
is dying.

Mill closures have hit
Edgewater hard.

But this is not
the end of Edgewater.

This is a new beginning.

Today,

Fraley Horizons

is entering
the legal cannabis business.

The Fraleys
will be bringing scale

and modern farming technology
to the industry.

This is our chance to build
a new future for Edgewater.

Many more exciting updates
are to come,

and those will all be handled

by our new assistant
head of communications

and the next generation
of Fraley leadership,

Skye Fraley.

My ancestors saw
enormous promise in this town.

A promise I still see,
as we expand

our growing operations
across Edgewater.

Wait.

Miranda Fraley is Emerald Eden?

She's The Money.

She's the one
behind the land grab,

the murders, all of it.

- Why would she come forward now?
- Because she can.

Because everybody that did
her dirty work is dead

and they can't tie her
to the crimes.

And now, neither can we.

That's what she thinks.

...citizens of Edgewater
have been threatened,

beaten, forced
to sell their land.

And now there are bodies.

Liman Ford,

Frank Stokes, Mack Maguire.

One killed in jail, one
in a shoot-out with my deputies,

and it all leads back
to Emerald Eden.

It all leads back to you,
Miranda.

If you're asking if I am behind
Emerald Eden, yes, I am.

But solely as a legal means
to purchase real estate.

- Don't play innocent with me.
- I am innocent.

I hired a lawyer
to execute those deals,

contracts that are
legally binding.

If he used questionable means,
only he can answer to that.

From where?

The morgue?

I am not responsible
for the actions

of one rogue employee, Mickey.

And since your handcuffs
aren't out, I assume

you can't prove
that I personally ordered

- any of this violence.
- Not yet.

I get it, Mickey.

You're frustrated your father
is a criminal and you missed it,

so now you're seeing
criminals everywhere.

Gaslighting me?
That's how you're gonna play it?

My "play" is to bring
hundreds of jobs to Edgewater.

Because if I don't
pivot to cannabis,

some outside company will,
and unlike me,

they won't give a damn
about this town.

Save it for your next
press conference,

which by the way,
Skye won't be a part of.

I think that's up to Skye,
isn't it?

Come on, Skye, we're leaving.

You've heard
what Miranda's done.

I heard what you say she did.

But what I've seen is her
trying to save our family.

Skye, I need you
to come with me right now.

I'm sorry, Mom...

...but I'm a Fraley.

I'm staying.

I thought I raised you better.

Travis, what are you doing here?

I heard the DEA
set up shop here,

so I came to talk
to Deputy Director Santos

to make a deal,
but she wouldn't see me.

Wait, a deal? For who?

Oh. Right.

Your new client.

You sure know how to pick 'em.

Your dad wants to plead guilty,

take responsibility
for everything.

He should.

You think,
after I arrest Miranda,

she'll do the same?

Does this have something to do
with the press conference?

Where she gave our daughter
who's in recovery a shout-out?

Please tell me
you're not involved.

You know me, I don't even
go to the board meetings.

No, Mick, I... this is
the first I've heard of it,

but I have to say, I think
the pivot's kind of genius.

- Hello?
- This is a collect call

- from...
- Wes Fox.

...an inmate
of the Edgewater County Jail.

Will you...

You're gonna have
to talk to him at some point.

Uh, you couldn't be more wrong.

About that and your family.

Miranda is dirty.

All this real estate
that she bought?

She got it through murder.

What'd she do, beat someone
to death with her Fendi bag?

I will not let you
gaslight me, too.

Your family always
looked down on me.

I was the drug dealer's kid,

and now she wants
to make Edgewater

into the Napa Valley of weed.

- She's a hypocrite.
- Yes, she is,

but Mickey, that doesn't
make her a criminal.

What is going on? Are you okay?

I asked Skye
to come with me, and she...

She what?

Mick, what happened?

Forget it.

Mick.

Boone.

- Yeah.
- Is that the evidence

on the lawyer's suicide?

Yeah, if you put "suicide"
in air quotes.

Look, now that we know that
Miranda is behind Emerald Eden,

I'm looking for anything that
connects her to these murders.

Thank you, Boone.

I've got Travis
making me question my eyes

and Santos making me
question my judgment

and Skye making me
question everything.

You, I can always count on.

Well, I can remember
a few times you didn't think

you could count on me,
like the last time we were here.

Yeah, you were investigating
Skye for Brandon's murder.

But you still had my back.

- We should talk about...
- No, we don't have to.

I want to. I want to.

I know how hard it was
for you to tell me.

I'm the same way.
I don't let people in.

Still, that was selfish of me,

to burden you
with feelings that only I feel.

I'd be lying if I said that,
back when we were partners,

I never...

But I'm your boss now.

Thanks.

I know how hard that was
for you to say.

Not as hard as being
flat-out rejected...

...but still, pretty hard.

The medical examiner said
there's something odd

about Mack Maguire's death.

She wants me
to stop by the morgue.

Take Cassidy, fill me in after.

Good talk, Lieutenant.

You, too, Sheriff.

You okay?

Yeah, great, just...

Crazy to think I was strolling
on a beach yesterday.

Come on, this is so much better.

I agree. No crowds, no sunburn,

no sand getting into places you
never want sand getting into.

Thanks for coming, Nathan.

Thank you so much
for having us, Emmy.

What's this, uh,
odd thing you found?

I extracted the bullets which
hit your vic here, Mack Maguire.

Every bullet was
the same caliber, a 5.56.

All of them picked up
traces of metal and glass

after passing through his truck.

Except this one.
This bullet's clean.

No glass, no metal.

It might be nothing, or...

Something dressed up as nothing.

I'm glad you flagged that, Emmy,
thank you.

Now, Mack shot one
of our deputies,

so I assume there was some
gunpowder residue on his hand?

I will go grab the report.

- What?
- You stood her up on a date?

Oh, my God.

Hank told me.
She's clearly into you.

What she just told you
about the bullet,

- she could've texted you that.
- Okay. Shh. Thank you.

Yeah. Your vic had

gunpowder residue
on his right hand.

On his right hand?

- Yes.
- When he came into the morgue,

the knuckle-duster
was on his left hand.

- Is that correct?
- Correct.

He landed several blows on
the dead lawyer with his left.

So, he punched with his
left hand, his dominant hand,

but then he shot at us
with his right hand?

We got to go back to that cabin
where he was shot.

Something's not adding up.

Emmy, thank you. Seriously.

My pleasure.

Good work, Boone.

Let me know what you find.

I'm going home to grab
a change of clothes.

It's gonna be a late one.

You're not returning my calls.

So, you show up at my house?

We just learned that you lived
with JoAnne Henshaw's family

- while your father was in prison.
- That's right.

Did she ever take you anywhere?

Like, another home, say,
where she might be hiding?

No, just her house
up in Deadwater.

Okay.

I just, I had to ask.

I'm sorry I was
ignoring your calls.

I thought you wanted
to talk about...

How you think
we shouldn't do this anymore?

Yeah, I'd like
to discuss that, too.

Alec, look...

...Santos already thinks
I'm compromised.

I-If she finds out about us...

She's not going to.

And if she does, I don't care.

Alec, you should care.
I'm radioactive.

I'm just trying
to protect your career.

Mickey,

I walked away from us once
and I hated myself for doing it.

I'm not gonna make
that mistake again.

I heard about
your sister-in-law's

press conference.

Ex-sister-in-law.

When you were undercover
with that biker gang,

did you ever see Miranda
and Mack Maguire together?

If the biggest business owner
in Edgewater

walked into a biker bar,
I think I'd remember.

Yeah.

Sheriff's office! Show yourself!

Oh, my God. She OD'd.

Skye.

She's barely breathing.

Uh, the Narcan.
Right there in the drawer there.

- Let's turn her.
- Get her on her side.

Where's my phone? I need
my phone. I've got to call 911.

There's not enough time.
I'll drive.

Mickey, she's gonna be okay.

You don't know that.

What if she isn't?

What if, what if she...

Hey, look at me.

Don't go there, okay?

Excuse me.
Hi, I'm looking for Skye Fraley.

I'm gonna give you guys
some privacy.

Hey, h-how is she doing?

She's in the ER,
they're pumping her stomach.

Um, the pills
that-that she took,

they tested positive
for fentanyl.

This is my fault.

- Hey.
- She was in such a good place,

- and then I left, again.
- No.

No, I had words with her
this morning, about Miranda.

Oh, God, if that's
the last thing I say to her...

It won't be.

Okay?

Did I see that guy
in the ECSO today?

Is he DEA?

Yeah.

His name is Alec.

We came up this way.

Mack's truck was over there,
he opened fire.

As soon as he did,

- we lit up his truck.
- Hold fire!

Yet somehow,
one of the bullets that hit him

didn't have a scratch.

What if, somehow,
the shot that killed Maguire

didn't come from us? What if...

before we ever got here,

Mack was already dead?

Who would've shot him?

Think about it.

Mack Maguire tied up
loose ends for Miranda.

He knew all about her operation.

But what if he knew too much?

Then she'd need
to get rid of him

or have someone else
do it for her.

Like the sheriffs.

But you just said
someone else killed Maguire.

The same someone
that shot Hank...

...causing us to open fire

on Maguire's truck,
making it look like

suicide by cop, when actually...

It was murder.

Maybe the shooter hid over there.

Watch your head.

He was here when he shot Hank.

Those stones.
That looks intentional.

The shooter
may have been smart enough

to take the shell casing,
but he forgot these.

If we're lucky,
we can pull touch DNA,

figure out who else
Miranda has working for her.

What's up?

Something happened to Skye.

May I pray with you?

Thanks for coming, Hazel.

I wasn't really praying.

I don't know what I was doing,
but I'm not very religious.

You spoke some real
spiritual words

when you gave Skye
her six-month chip.

I know that what
she shares in N.A.

is supposed to remain anonymous,

but did she give any hint
that she was spiraling?

The last few months,
she was doing really good.

But today...

I'm sorry, Mickey.

I should've called you.

She talked about using again.

And last night, she didn't
show up for her nine-month chip.

Oh, God.

When I gave her
her six-month chip,

she told me she wanted my dad
to give her the next one.

I kept that from happening.

- It's my fault.
- Hey. Hey.

I'm Skye's sponsor.
I failed her, too.

It is a helpless feeling
when someone we love slips.

I know it doesn't
feel like enough,

but all we can do now is pray.

Or whatever your version is.

Is Skye gonna be okay?

Hey, Rick.
We, uh, we don't know.

Thank you for coming.

My mom's downstairs. She'd love
to come up, too, if that's...

Just thank her for the flowers.

I'm sorry, Mickey.
If I knew

she was gonna buy fentanyl,
I would have stopped her

- or called you.
- Yeah.

You know what, Rick? Uh...

no one's allowed
to see Skye yet,

so why don't I
walk you downstairs,

and I can say hi
to your mom? Yeah?

My mom was always shocked
whenever I relapsed.

But addicts fool the people
that love them.

Don't blame yourself,
Aunt Mickey.

Skye was struggling,

I...

think I pushed her
over the edge.

Sheriff Fox?

Skye is still unconscious,
but stable.

We pumped fentanyl
from her system,

but we won't know the extent

of any possible brain injury
until she wakes up.

Doctor, I noticed Skye had
a purple froth around her mouth.

I've never seen fentanyl
do that before.

That was from the smoothie
we found in her stomach.

She must have washed
the pills down with it.

I'll be sure
to keep you updated.

Where was the cup?

If Skye washed her pills down
with a smoothie,

then where is the cup?

And these pills, they're
just scattered everywhere.

What did she, take a handful

and then scatter the rest
for fun?

Come to think of it,

- this whole thing looks...
- It looks staged, right?

- Did you take the trash out today?
- No.

And Skye doesn't unless
I ask her a hundred times.

- Hello?
- This is a collect call from...

- Wes Fox!
- ...an inmate...

There's no smoothie cup.

Somebody did not
want us to find this.

I got to retrace Skye's steps

from the moment
she left the Fraleys'

to when she got here.

Travis, do not leave
Skye's side.

I don't think she overdosed,
I think she was poisoned.

I'll work my sources

and find out
who deals in those pills.

- And who they sold them to.
- Thank you.

Gina.

Mickey.

I need a rush
on prints and toxicology.

This is about Skye, isn't it?

You think someone
did this to her?

I do, but how do you know that?

I just got a call.

I know where Skye was

before she went
to your house today.

Where?

About damn time.

Why did Skye come see you?

Answer the question, Dad.

Why did Skye come see you?

I've been trying
to answer the question.

I've been calling you
the whole damn day.

All right, Skye came to see me

to ask if I really did steal
the DEA's $3 million.

- Uh-huh, which you did.
- Course I did.

I told her the truth.

First time for everything.

See, I was, um, prepared
to face her disappointment,

but Skye didn't get mad at me.

No, Skye wanted to ask...

- Ask you what?
- She asked

how we picked the lock
on the DEA's armored truck.

Why would she want to know that?

'Cause she thinks Miranda
Fraley's hiding something.

She said that you confronted her
about it this morning.

Something to do
with a "Emerald Eden"?

I don't know, couldn't make
heads or tails of it, but...

she wanted to break into
the safe in Miranda's office.

She said there's-there's
documents in there,

she wants to give them to you.

She only pretended
to side with Miranda.

Your girl is a Fox
through and through.

Yeah, and she got hurt

trying to carry out a plan
inspired by your crimes.

Yet another great example
you've set.

Oh, no,
what do you mean she got hurt?

No, no, no, no.

No, you... no!

What happened?

Gina didn't want to tell you

because she didn't want
to hurt your feelings,

but Skye overdosed.

But she's okay, though, right?

- I have to go.
- No.

No, no, no, no, no. She's okay?

- Our girl's okay?
- All we can do is wait and pray.

Mickey!

You got to let me know!

Mickey.
We're so sorry about Skye.

If you want to go back
to the hospital, we got you.

No, I want to be here.

I want to find who did this.

- How can we help?
- I need a gut check.

If Skye was digging
into Emerald Eden,

and she found something
threatening to Miranda,

am I crazy to think that Miranda
would try to kill her own niece?

You know Miranda better than we do,

but based off of what we found,
you're not crazy.

There's compelling evidence that
Mack Maguire was already dead

when Hank and I
got to that cabin,

and I think Miranda
had him killed.

If Skye did dig something up
on Miranda...

Maybe Miranda decided

that she posed
too much of a risk.

I asked for a toxicology report
on the smoothie.

It just came in.

No prints were found on the cup,

but it did test positive
for fentanyl.

That's the other thing.

Skye wouldn't just take
a smoothie from a stranger,

but she trusts Miranda.

- Where are you going?
- To talk to Miranda.

Just talk?

Sheriff Fox.

I've already given you
two hours of my time.

If you need more,
just schedule it with Gina.

I just got a call
from the Edgewater County Jail.

You went to see
your father today?

Those conversations are
recorded, as I'm sure you know,

and for your sake, I hope
you didn't discuss your case.

I was talking about my daughter.

She's in the hospital
for a drug overdose.

I'm-I'm sorry, I didn't know.

Is she okay?

We don't know yet.

For what it's worth,
I've been after the DEA

to tighten up
on prescription stimulants.

They're far too
easily available.

Thank you,
but it wasn't a stimulant,

it was fentanyl.

Change of plans.

We're gonna split up
and look for Rick Fraley.

Rick? Why?

When Skye was using,
she took stimulants.

At the hospital, Rick knew
that Skye overdosed on fentanyl,

- an opioid.
- And no one told him that?

The only way he could have known
is if he drugged Skye.

You wanted to see me?

Mickey?

- How's Skye? How are you?
- Where's Rick?

I have no idea. Why?

Please tell me
you had nothing to do with this.

She's your niece.

Mickey, calm down.
What-what are you talking about?

Someone drugged Skye.

Slipped fentanyl into a smoothie
that she was drinking.

And you think it was Rick?

First you storm into my office,

you make baseless accusations,
and when you can't

make them stick,
you call me down here

- and you go after my son?
- I would never accuse Rick

of doing something so serious
j-just to hurt you.

I think you know that.

Rick would never
do anything to hurt Skye.

He loves Skye.

You had no idea, did you?

You have to tell me
where Rick is right now.

You're wrong about my son.

I'll ask you to leave.

And don't come back
without a warrant.

Shouldn't take long.

Skye.

Mom.

Oh, honey.

Oh!

I got you.

It was Rick.

He caught me trying to break
into Aunt Miranda's safe,

but he didn't act mad.

He said his mom
was up to something shady.

Like what?

He said he'd tell me
at our house, so I-I went home.

And he showed up with a smoothie
and some papers.

He said he took them from
her office, but it was nothing.

And then, I-I...
I started to feel woozy.

And I fell.

- Oh...
- He just stood there,

staring at me.

And he left me for dead.

Mickey?

You need to find him,
because if I do first?

You're not doing a damn thing.

I helped to raise him.

And that little bastard
does this?

To his own family?

It's okay, it's okay.

Security footage

- of Rick buying the smoothie.
- And I've got Owens

sitting on Rick's apartment
and a BOLO on his car.

I watched the footage.

He buys that smoothie
so casually,

even though he's about
to poison Skye with it.

Yeah. It's a heavy case
to come back to, huh?

Yeah. If only I came back for
a different attempted murder.

Boone,

do you think what we do,

what we see, is healthy?

Healthy?

I have no idea.

Meaningful?

Yes. Every time.

Hey, pull up a chair.
Focus on something else.

Boone, are you planning
on sleeping here tonight?

Oh, no, you're not
obsessed at all.

I don't know what's worse,

that my cousin tried to kill me
or that he took my sobriety.

Do not give Rick that power.

He didn't take anything
from you.

Hazel, there's drugs
in my system.

I'm back to square one.

Here.

Sobriety is about intention.

You didn't slip,
you didn't relapse.

You were deceived.

Yeah, but I-I wasn't lying
at The Meat Up.

Relapse feels inevitable.

I know you wanted your grandpa

to give you
your nine-month chip,

and you feel guilty
about his arrest.

But his choices were his alone.

As were Rick's.

As are yours.

Hazel...

...would you give me
my next chip?

I would love to.

You sure
there's nothing you can do?

You can lead a raid

on Deadwater, but can't get past
the nurses station?

Nurses don't mess around
after hours,

especially if you're not family.

- I'm just glad Skye's awake.
- I think you might be

- her guardian angel.
- How's that?

Well, uh,
when Skye got arrested,

I couldn't have found
Brandon's killer without you,

and then, today,
I think you broke

the land speed record
getting her here.

Well, for that second one,
I did use my angel wings.

Is that ice cream?

At some point, you told me
pistachio was Skye's favorite.

Why don't you give it to her?

Hi, Skye, there's, um...

someone I'd like you to meet.

Hey, I'm Alec.
I come bearing gifts.

Nice to meet you.

And thanks.

How'd you know?

Well, Alec, um,
and I have been, um...

We've-we've...

Your mom and I
have been seeing each other.

It's not a big deal, Mom.

I know, it's just, uh,
feels weird to say

we've been seeing each other.

Feels good.

It's my dad.

You should tell him Skye's okay.

I agree with Alec.

- Hello?
- Hey-hey, Mickey. Hey.

Oh, it rang so damn long.

Skye's awake.

She's doing fine.

Thank you.

"Thank you"?

You know the Feds are
investigating me because of you?

They think I'm compromised.

All right, there is no way
that you are compromised.

What you did,
you did under my roof.

I invited you in.

And not just because
I wanted help with Skye,

I wanted you in my life, I...

I wanted you to be my dad again.

Mickey, please.

Know what?

Goodbye, Wes.
Don't ever call me again.

Hey.

You okay?

I'm better now.

I have to go meet a C.I.

I'm putting out feelers
to find Rick Fraley.

Okay. Keep me posted.

You stupid,

- stupid kid.
- I know.

- I know I screwed up.
- No.

- You don't know.
- I need your help.

- You got to get me out of this.
- What, like last time?

You poisoned
the sheriff's daughter, Rick.

It's a hell
of a lot more complicated

than you stabbing
that dumbass Brandon.

Oh, come on.

You can clean up anything.

When Skye got blamed for
Brandon's murder, you made sure

that Smith took the fall.
You're the man.

I work for your mother,
I don't work for you.

- Does she know about this?
- No.

And she can't find out.

She loves Skye.

Never mind that Skye was trying
to dig up dirt on her.

It was my idea to pivot
the company from timber to weed.

You know that, right?

But does she give me credit?

Of course not.
She embraced Skye.

She trusted Skye,
she promoted Skye.

Just once, just once,
I wanted her to see me.

Hey. Relax.

Okay? It's good
that you called me.

Now, this situation, what do you
want me to do about it?

It's Skye's word against mine.

If she's dead,
she can't testify.

Okay.

But in order for me to do this,
I have to get close to Skye.

That means she has to trust me.

What have you told Skye
or Mickey about me?

And don't lie to me.

They don't know anything.

I never mentioned you, I swear.

Okay.

Good. Okay.

- Yeah?
- You did good.

So, you'll take care of it?

Yeah, Rick,
I'll take care of it.

I'll take care of everything.

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