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What do you say we stick
to the original deal?

Sound like a plan?

Holy shit.

Ah, God.

Oh, no. We gotta
clean this up.

But this is murder.

If the cops find out,

then Voss finds out
and then we're screwed. Alright?

Did you know
about this? Huh?

Did you know this was
the plan, Noah?!

Chad told me he would help
with Mr. Crowbar, but
he didn't say how.

Alright, alright. We need
to hide these bodies,

OK? Abel, look at me.
- Yeah, yeah.

No one finds out
about this! No one!

What the hell is he doing?
Are you praying?

We don't have time to pray!
We need to clean this shit up!

Abel, get in that house
right now and find

something we can put
these bodies in! Go!

Tina?

Tinky?

Tina?

Noah.

Why do we
all need to go?

Because Wilma is sick and
Walter is hopeless on his own.

Go across the fields,
it's quicker that way.

And if you're back before 6,
I'll know you didn't do

enough to help.

You're pastor's children
now. Go!

She's trying
to get rid of us.

You spend
too much time

pretending to know
things you don't.

Just be glad
you're so clueless.

He's seen more than any of us
and he doesn't say a thing.

Oh, Gott im Himmel!

Bronco!

I did nothing.

It was Chad and his pals.
The help you called in.

We just have to hide
them for a while until we can
figure out what we're gonna do.

Are the children gone?

Yes. Uh...

The woodpile.
Abel, hurry!

Hurry!

We're gonna need
clean clothes.

Jo. Those bodies
can't stay here.

Yeah, we're gonna stash 'em
until we come up with a plan.

Lift!

You know, it is your plan
that got us into this mess.

Going undercover
was your idea,

and going behind their back
was your wife's idea.

- You are an evil, stupid man.
- Yeah.

Brooda! Help me with this.

Alright.

You got the Demons in play.

Voss has got his cash,
so we can let off the heat

a little bit, right? OK?
We just need to figure out...

to dispose of these bodies
and then figure out a way

to get Voss talking business
on the wire.

First of all,

we do not just "dispose"
of the bodies

like they're pigs
in a slaughterhouse.

These men are standing
before God right now,

being judged for their sins,
as we will all be judged!

How are we going
to get Eli Voss up here?

Eh, football player?
- You tell him the truth.

You tell him
that killing the Janzens

scared our drivers,
and the only way

that he can get the cash
is if he comes here in person.

What?!
- No one

calls Eli Voss.
If he wants to talk, he calls.

And he doesn't just
come get the money

like a truck coming to get
the milk. We send it.

On time or else.

So we come up
with another idea, OK?

I got a friend in the DEA.

We work with her,

and we can throw
a giant net over Eli Voss.

The Drug Enforcement Agency,
why them? Why not your own boss?

I have some concerns,
you know?

Maybe I'm just paranoid,
but I think

Voss might have somebody working
on the inside of my shop.

- Among the police?
- Yeah. Maybe. No, I don't know.

So you have no help.

It's just you and me

against Eli Voss
and his entire mob?

And also your brother Abel.

There's a hose
in the milking barn.

Go clean yourself up.
We'll finish here.

Maybe we shouldn't either.

We put it in the milk!

We tell Voss, new idea.

We suspend the coke inside
a container-load of milk,

ship it across the border

then bake it back
to its crystal form.

Every time Voss
tries to move a shipment,
the DEA is all over him.

Trust me. He needs a new way
to move his product.

We are farmers.
Not scientists. We don't know

how to do such things.
- You don't have to.

I have a guy
that will take care of it.

You just make sure
that Voss comes north

and sees the
process for himself.
- Nobody phones Eli Voss.

Nobody tells him to do anything.
- Well, somebody does.

Voss has to have
eyes and ears

in the Auslander world that has
a direct line back to him.

We find that person,

and we get them
to send our message.

You understand?

What about the bodies?

I will take care of that, OK?

Um, thank you for the clothes.

And, uh, the ones

with the blood on them...
- I will burn them.

Good.

Yeah?

- You got the money?
- Jo.

All of it?

I'm number two.
I should have been in on this.

Did you find
a driver yet?

No. He heard
about the Janzens

and got spooked. How did you
get the Demons to back off?

You had one job, Joey:
find a driver.

If this doesn't get to Voss,
we are all in trouble.

Now, can we trust you

to do this one thing or
do we have to find someone else?

Nee. Nee,
I'll work on it.

If not, someone will have
to call Onkel

and explain the delay.
- I said, I'll work on it.

Besides, no one calls Onkel.
- Someone does.

Someone who knows
the Auslanders.

Maybe your brother?

There's one person.
Gerry knows, but he won't say.

Find a driver.

Do something
about those bodies.

They're getting ripe.

You have to talk to Gerry.

Hey, I finished
your paperwork.

You're welcome. Still no sign
of Gerry Epp's phone.

Kingsley had me rewrite
a chronology of the whole thing.

That was my bust.
Why won't she come to me?

I don't know.
'Cause you weren't here?

Hard copy's on the desk.
- Oh, what does it say?

"Bronco screwed up.
It's not my fault. Love, Jay"?

Hey, the phone's a crucial
piece of evidence that
you lost, not me.

Not that a judge is gonna care,
'cause if this case gets tossed,

the shit lands on all of us.
- Especially me.

I didn't lose the phone, Jay,
OK? Somebody lost it for me.

Whatever you say, man.

Goddammit!

I forgot to
bring in the wood.

I'll get it! Sit! Sit!

I have decided

the funeral will be on Friday

for the men in the airplane.

Do drug dealers
deserve a funeral?

They were men
with families,

men with souls.

They deserve
at least that.

I will see Peter Wiebe
tomorrow about coffins.

Being pastor

has brought
many new responsibilities,

and I am blessed to have
a family so willing to help.

Do you want me
to call you back?

Chief, you got a sec?

- Yeah. What's going on?
- Gerry Epp's phone,

uhh, wasn't lost or misplaced.

Someone made it disappear
because they were worried

that their name might appear
on the contact list.

And I believe that "someone"

is here in this department.

Ahem! I found that

in Jay's desk.

Detective Novak, this is
a very serious allegation.

Yeah, I know.

I mean, I can't
believe it either.

He's like a brother to me.

Alright. Leave it with me.

OK.

You OK?

It just gets
weirder and weirder.

Tell me about it.

You wanna talk?

Somewhere that's not school?

Voda doesn't like me
wasting time this way.

He says it's prideful.

You must have
sketches too.

A few. Not like this.

Mostly tagging ideas.

Can I see?

I showed you mine.

I keep my sketches in my room
so my dad doesn't realize

who's been tagging
the walls all over town.

Bring your sketches.

One sec.

I-I saw it
through the doorway...

Your drug-dealing parents
send you to scoop

whatever evidence my sad excuse
for a dad may have found.

No. It's not like that.

So there's nothing
in your bag? You know what?

Take it. I don't care.

Ben, please,
you don't understand.

Just go.

Please tell me you
didn't park the buggy up front.

Snowflake is tied up
in the park.

"Snowflake," I love it!

This is the guy I was telling
you about. Doctor. Pastor.

Pastor. Doctor.

You bring the stuff?
- Yeah.

The good doctor sacrificed

a gram of his own stash
for a little trial run.

And it cooked back up like
the crust of a crème brûlée.

So, we are gonna have
to scale this up in order

to impress Eli Voss.
So here's the plan.

When Voss gets wind
that his merchandise can be

moved in a milk truck,
he's gonna want

to see it. So he comes
back up into Canada,

you engage in some high-tech,
milk-smuggling banter

on the wire, and hello, judge
and jury, we got him in the bag.

Voss knows I don't want to

help him. He'll be suspicious.
- Well, you just tell him

you're doing it to buy back
your freedom, and he'll believe

that you're dumb enough
to bargain with him,
which you are. Trust me,

Voss needs this.
We have the message;

we just need the messenger.

Joey tells me Anna

pushed her way
into my business.

I knew you were weak,

but that is truly pathetic.
- I need to speak to your uncle.

I know you don't know
how to reach him,

but Joey says you know
someone who does.

There is one.
An Auslander.

Voss' connection
to every major dealer

this side of the border.
- If you give me the name,

I will double
your family's allowance.

You must really be
in a tight spot

to come here
begging for my help.

- It's an emergency.
- Out of options?

The lives of your brother,

your wife and children

hanging by a thread?

- You son of a bitch!
- Ugh!

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Sarge, hey!

You bastard! Come here!

- Stop it! Stop it!
- You're finished, Novak!

You hear me? You're done!
- I'm not the one who made
the phone disappear!

Yeah, I found
the evidence bag in your desk!

Because YOU put it
there, you loser!

You're pathetic, Novak.
I'm done with you, man.

All the charges
against the Mennonites

have been dropped because
of your incompetence, Novak.

Not his, yours!

So if you can still find

your own badge,
I want it on my desk.

He said the lives
of your children

are hanging by a thread?
- Jo, but he doesn't mean that.

Yes, he does, Brooda.
I know him.

We need to find the name
of the Auslander

who can get our message to Voss.

You'll never get that
from Gerry Epp.

Imagine how trotzich
he would be

if it were
his children's lives in danger.

What are you suggesting?

You wouldn't hurt them

of course.
- Nee. Nee, nee, nee.

Just take them
on an outing somewhere.

When they don't
come home from school,

Justina picks up the phone,
calls Gerry and...

They know you a little
from when you used to buy
the drugs from their Voda, jo?

They are just boys.

Everyone who mucks out the
barn gets a little dirty, Abel.

Joey, I need
to borrow the truck.

What?

Why?

You can't drive.
- Jo.

How different can it be
from a tractor?

Besides, I am the Bauss,

and I need the truck.

Jesus Christ.

BEN!

Novak.
- It's working!

I keep retesting because I can't
believe the numbers I'm getting.

Will you write it down?

Right.

Shit! Now, I have
to do it all again. Anyway,

is now 98.5% pure.

Mmm! Off the charts!

And the driver is certain
he saw them get off the bus?

But that was over two hours ago

and we all look the same
to you anyway.

I want to speak
to the driver myself.

What are you doing
with Joey's truck?

Your boys are fine

as long as Gerry gives me
what I want. So you call him,

explain the situation
and then you ask him,

"Whose life is hanging
by a thread now?"

Two coffins.
As you ordered.

I'm afraid I have
to ask for two more.

Best not to ask why.

Just make them.

Bitte.

I know. I know.

It's not how I said
it would be.

But we have
to have faith in God,

and trust that we are
following His will.

And I say,
follow it where?

Hmm!

Jo?

So I heard from my wife.

Or what?

Or something bad will happen.

Naw, you keep 'em.

What?

When we were kinder,
you couldn't even put

a worm on a hook.
How could you hurt my boys?

Your children?

they're dropping
the charges.

See what happens
when you go to outsiders?

and when I do,]

I will hurt you
in every way I know how.

It is strange
to see you driving.

Why should it be
any more strange

than seeing me hide bodies
or kidnap children

or smuggle drug money?

It did not go well?

Does Abel know?

You should call him.
And Bronco.

I know it's hard for you

to have him involved
in our affairs.

I saved you from him
a long time ago.

I saved you

from an Auslander life.

And now look at us.

Maybe you would
have been better off.

Stop.

I love you.

I love our children.

I love our life together.

Good and bad.

Mm!

We should probably
get those inside.

Jo.

Stop, it's my turn.

Let me try!

- Stop!
- Hey, hey!

I'm kind of busy back here
trying to save your
brother's life!

- It's my turn!
- Do not destroy the place!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Ugh!

Stop it! It's my turn!

Yeah?

You're joking.
♪

Na oba.

How do we get
our message to Voss?

You know best.

OK, boys. It's time to go!

What happened to you?

I was expecting a call.

Have you got
the formula for the,

the, the cocaine process?

As a matter of fact, I do.

Do you have the number for Voss?

I have another plan.

We can solve
our woodpile problem,

our money-delivery problem and
our message problem all at once.

Look at you, Lex Lutheran.
Criminal mastermind.

Nee. I am not like them.
I am a man of God.

I may have fallen, but I will
find my way back to Him.
- Yeah,

whatever you say. You know, I'll
just settle for catching Voss.

Jo. Well,
you settle too easily.

You know I could say
the same about Anna.

Although she is coming
into her own lately,

if I do say so myself.

If I did not need your help
to protect my family,

you and I would never
speak again.

I need to know
I can depend on you.

I'm ready when you are,
Funkytown.

All the way through Hoopdale
here and possibly here,

which is going to force
a bubble of product.

Where? We don't know that yet,

but what we do
know is, um...

I'm sorry. I need to take this.
This is important.

- Alright, I got this.
- Alright. Thank you, sir.

I'll be right back.
- Alright.

Right.

We don't know where that bubble
is gonna come through, but...
- Canada, what you got for me?

I need two coffins
sent to Mexico.

Each one will have a body
and a whack of Menno cash.

The lids gotta stay shut;
otherwise, Voss will get pissed

and my C.I.'s will die.

What the hell's
going on up there?

Why can't your people
handle it?

Because as of yesterday,
"my people" got me fired.

I was right.
Voss bought one of my own.

Oh, geez! And this is
your version of "under control"?

If there's a dirty cop up there,
just take it

to internal affairs.

but currently,
I lack credibility,

so the only way to fix this

and turn it around
is to get Voss

and prove that my case
was scuttled from the inside.

We'll get Voss up to Canada,
and we can throw a net
on him up here.

♪
- If I do this,

I have friends
inside the Aduana,

but this is gonna
cost me big.

And I'm supposed to burn
all that good will on
a Mennonite pastor

Agent O'Reilly,
my ass is hanging out

the window and I need your help.

Emma, I can't find her.

Ugh.

Tina!

We'll have to go
without her.

Ezekiel.

Ezekiel?

Komme.

Komme.

May God have mercy
on the souls

of these two men.

Ernesto Deckert
and the...

pilot "Diego Penner."

These men
have sinned greatly,

as have many others,
even among the Edentaler.

We can only hope
for forgiveness and redemption

when we stand
in the face of our Lord

as these men do now.

If we admit
our sins freely

and repent with shame

and humility

and sincere regret,

then perhaps there is hope.

And now, for his part
in the death

of these two men, Joey Epp

will lead us

in a prayer
of repentance.

Dear Lord...

...I have sinned.

I let my brother
lead me away from you.

Please help me
find my way back.

Amen.
- Amen.

♪ Praise God from whom ♪

♪ All blessings flow ♪

♪ Praise Him, all creatures ♪

♪ Here below ♪

♪ Praise Him above ♪

♪ Ye heav'nly host ♪

♪ Praise Father ♪

♪ Son and Holy Ghost ♪

♪ Praise God from whom ♪

♪ All blessings flow ♪

♪ Praise Him, all creatures ♪

♪ Here below ♪

♪ Praise Him above ♪

♪ Ye heav'nly host ♪

♪ Praise Father, Son ♪

♪ And Holy Ghost ♪

♪ Praise Father ♪

♪ Son and Holy Ghost ♪

♪ Amen ♪

It's done.

The bodies
are on their way to Voss.

Then what?

We wait. His move next.

Jo?

OK.

Joey wants his truck back.
- Ah.

Since when did you start
using a phone?

Joey gave it to us.
It was Gerry's.

That's Gerry's phone?

What the hell
was Joey doing with it?

These are
the contacts on it.

First names and
numbers of all the people.
I wrote them into my book.

I've contacted
all of them. Yeah, well,

except for the third one.

What? "Balia"?

- Belial.
- Belial. Why not?

Why didn't you call?

It's the name
of a devil.

Like, like the real devil?

Someone who walks in the laws
of darkness, pride, idolatry.

OK.

Kingsley.

Voda.

I've been thinking
about Article 9

and how it relates to you.

And it commands
its leaders

to "provide for
all of the wants

of the Church according
to their abilities."

So I was wondering,

since our Ordnung permits
the use of motorized vehicles

and you used one
to provide for the wants

of the Church according
to your abilities,

then you're just doing
as God commands,

right?

That is
an excellent question

that requires
a trip to my library

for an answer.

Jo?

I wanna see it done,
in person.

And I want to make a trade.

My freedom
for the new delivery system,

and I want to go back
to being a normal pastor.

You are not a normal pastor.

You come and I will show you

how to do this new process.

Nee. You come show me here.

Sunrise,

Bring the chemist
who thought of the idea.

These are my terms.

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