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Hail Mary, full of grace,

the Lord is with thee, blessed art thou among women

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, mother of God, pray for us sinners,

now and at the hour of our death.

Hail Mary, full of grace,

the Lord is with thee, blessed art thou among women

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, mother of God, pray for us sinners,

now and at the hour of our death.

Glory be to the Father,

and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit.

As it was in the beginning, is now,

an ever shall be world without end.

May divine assistance remain always with us.

And may the souls of the faithful departed rest in peace.

You did a great job today.

Thanks, Father.

I like to say

a decade of the rosary after mass with a new server.

I did the same thing with your brother.

He told me.

Makes us pure.

We just prayed the first Luminous Mystery,

the Baptism of Jesus, it's my favorite.

Primum Mysterium Lucis.

Come here.

You smell clean.

I knew you would.

What else did your brother tell you about me?

Not much.

There's a kind of affection that God grants the clergy.

It's safe and it's holy,

and no harm can come to you on one condition:

that you keep it a secret,

between you and me

and God.

Understand?

Remove your alb.

Don't be afraid.

Come here.

Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.

My God.

Don't invoke His name.

What do you want?

Do you recognize me?

Probably not.

I was a lot younger then.

Kneel down, please.

Do you seek forgiveness?

For what?

As God is my witness I do.

Oh, my God, I'm heartily sorry for having offended Thee,

and I detest all my sins

because I dread the loss of heaven and the pains of hell--

Shut the fuck up.

You know what this is?

Speak.

Decade of the rosary.

Right.

This is what we prayed

the first time you put your hands down my pants.

Do you remember me now?

It help if I show you my dick?

You want me pray the rosary?

I want you to eat the rosary.

You have three seconds.

One.

Two.

Please.

I'll do anything you want.

Good.

Because what I want you to do is die.

Why do you even read that?

You always order the same thing.

Because one of these days, I'm gonna surprise you, Brenda.

- Yeah? - But not today.

I'll have three eggs, over-hard, hashbrowns, toast--

With the side of bacon, I know.

Extra crispy. And a diet Coke.

You're amazing.

I look forward to the day you surprise me, Officer Ron.

Father Doyle?

Hello.

County 2442.

2442, go ahead.

23 Mesabi Trail, adult male down,

caller reports blood at scene, no further information.

Copy, 2442 en route.

Sorry, Bren, gotta run, cancel that order.

Scandia Police, this is Marty.

He's not here yet.

Oh--wait--he just got here.

Copy.

Morning, handsome.

Morning, Marty.

How's your husband?

My wife sends her best.

I love your wife and my husband's...the same.

Keep your coat on, Ron just called.

There's a male down north of Scandia, scene bloody.

Copy that.

Um--are you gonna be in later?

There's something I need to talk to you about.

A favor actually.

Sounds serious.

Kinda.

Sure.

Bring that cup back!

Poor guy.

Yeah, he's pretty rattled.

What about this guy?

He's rattled too.

Tried to put him in my rig to keep him warm.

Said he needs to breathe.

Is he clean?

Squeaky, no weapons.

What's he doing here?

Meals on Wheels guy.

Retired geologist.

Worked for Hibbing Taconite.

Okay.

Uh, tell Mr., um...

Delbert.

That I'll be with him in just a minute.

And Ron, would you create some space in the driveway?

Walker from BCA is on the way.

Oh, boy.

What's that mean?

Worked with Phyl last week.

She quit smoking.

She's very crabby.

Phyllis Walker quit smoking?

Chewing Nicco-gum like it's candy.

It's Delbert right?

Yeah.

How you doing?

I'm terrible.

Sorry you had to see that in there.

I'm Chris Majek, Scandia Police.

Am I a suspect?

Did you kill him?

No.

You're off the list.

How'd you know it was a murder?

Father Doyle...

wouldn't have done that to himself.

So you knew him well?

I've been delivering his meal for about a year.

The archdiocese just moved him here.

Apparently, they own this place.

So, when you got here, the front door was wide open?

Correct.

All right, Delbert.

Just need you to tell me everything that happened

right after that, okay?

Walk me through step by step.

I did this with the officer already.

I know, I know.

You may have to do it a few more times

before it's all said and done.

Sorry.

Yeah, I understand.

Like I said, Father Doyle is my first stop.

Come here.

Hey.

You hang tight here, bud.

Then we're gonna see about you.

If this is out of bounds for the workplace,

just tell me to shut up.

It won't be.

Do you and Ron and Dr. Paul still go

on that annual hunting trip?

Yeah.

I mean, unless somebody gets murdered.

Why?

I was thinking maybe Matt could go with you.

Your husband?

Yes.

My husband of three years who still has no friends here.

I don't know--I think he's depressed.

He's drinking like a fish.

Last night, he came home at 3:00 am.

I looked out the window,

and he was just sitting in his truck, staring into space.

Is he working?

Odd jobs, fixing cars.

He's a good mechanic.

We're going through a bit of a rough patch.

I thought hanging with some decent guys might help.

...He picks me up from work.

I used to like it until I realized he's tracking me.

He's the most jealous guy I've ever met.

If I see him around town, I'll talk to him.

You're my hero.

In the meantime, can you do a little research for me?

I love your research projects.

- Yeah, 'cause you're good at 'em.

Here.

I need you to find everything you can on this guy.

He's our victim.

He's a retired Catholic priest.

...And Marty.

Nothing's unimportant.

You know if you wanna do it from home...

He can wait.

I get off work at 5:00.

If he wants to show up at 4:00 like an idiot,

then that's on him.

Sorry about your human, buddy.

You have any idea who did that to him?

Wish you could talk.

Hey, Dad.

What's up, pal?

Nothing.

You memorized that prayer yet?

Take me five minutes, Dad.

Well, get her done.

Got your first confession coming up next week.

It's called reconciliation now.

Right.

Is your sister nearby?

She's right here.

How about mom?

Upstairs.

Good.

Listen, I want you and your sister

to meet me in the mud room in five minutes, okay?

And keep it on the down low.

I got a surprise for you.

I love him so much.

What's his name?

It's Brodie.

Brodie.

Hi, Brodie.

He's awesome.

Mom's gonna kill you.

We're keeping him, we have to.

...You're such an asshole.

All right, kids.

Backyard.

We work, Chris Majek.

I know we do.

I'm the only family lawyer in this town.

And you're good at what you do--

You're a cop who works crazy hours.

It's true, but it doesn't mean that we can't--

We barely have time for the kids now.

Who'll take care of him?

They will.

Are you kidding me?

Our kids will take care of a dog. Come on.

You had no intention of talking to me.

No! You show up with food and a leash

and a new Goddamn bed!

That's because I knew...

What you were gonna say.

So, you ambushed me.

I wouldn't say that I ambushed you.

Stop it.

I can't talk to you right now.

I'm about to say something I'll regret.

Kim.

I'm gonna go finish making our dinner.

Where'd you get him?

His owner died and he was left all alone.

You know, probably would've been taken to a shelter,

maybe even been euthanized.

You're doing the beard thing.

No, I'm not.

You were, Dad.

What?

He was.

What are you hiding, Chris?

Nothing.

It's about a case that I can't talk about yet.

You know the rules.

You just smiled, Mom.

That wasn't a smile.

It looked like a smile.

It was something stuck in my teeth.

Who's gonna take care of this dog?

We will, Mom!

We're having a family meeting about this tomorrow.

I'm gonna sleep on it.

You guys think about

whether you're willing to take care of a pet,

feeding him, walking him every day, bathing him.

picking up his poop!

You think about that, okay?

We will, Mom.

Thank you, Mom.

Can we go downstairs?

Go.

Come on, boy.

Love you so much, Mommy.

Ambushed.

Kim.

Who said I'm speaking to you?

What?

Just wanna know if,

you're gonna be speaking to me by Wednesday,

'cause Paul and Gayle wanna know if we're still on.

What are you doing?

Shh.

Hey, what are you guys doing?

It's time for bed--

I know you're up there.

What do you think, Phyl?

I think I want a fucking cigarette.

Hang tough,

I'd like to work with you a few more years.

Is it hot in here?

It's like 70 degrees.

Jesus.

Dusted the entire place.

All Doyle, except for the screen door, Meal Guy.

Delbert.

Poor guy still thinks he's a suspect.

No way Old Del did this.

Dog prints everywhere.

Where is that dog?

What dog?

Big dog.

Tied up up outside last time I saw it.

Labradoodle...

Irish Sheep Dog or something?

It's a Golden Retriever.

What'd you do, Majek?

I found a nice home for a nice dog, Phyl.

Where?

You know my kids, right?

You never told me this.

Told you what?

I take em' to the shelter like we're supposed to,

and try not to think about what happens after.

I've done that, this time I didn't.

Hey, what happened to that fiber that I found?

You found that?

Damn, thought it was my team.

It's in the lab.

I'm interested in that.

It'l take a while though, fiber lab's slow as fuck.

Have you ever heard of "The Evergreen List?"

What's that?

It's a database of credibly accused priests.

He preyed on boys.

Church moved him around a lot.

Eight times in the last 25 years.

You got a lot fast.

Marty from the office.

She's a tiger.

"Premium Mysterium."

It's Primum Mysterium.

It's Latin, first mystery.

I took two years in high school.

Still had to look it up.

Forgot you were a Catholic boy.

Walker.

Copy.

McPherson at the morgue.

Said we gotta get down there pronto,

"Something you must see."

That's all he said?

He's a cryptic prick.

Keep chewing that gum, Phyl.

He knew death was imminent.

There was evidence of urine on his legs

where his bladder failed him.

The muzzle was no further away than two to three feet

as evidenced by the gunpowder tattooing here and here.

And allow me to point out the liver mortis,

this discoloration here where the blood settles

in what we call the dependent position,

this is the position of the body closest

to gravity at the time of death,

this is also referred to as postmortem lividity--

You said there's something we had to see, Doc?

Right.

The surprise, gentleman,

oops, and lady, was inside the stomach.

I first noticed it in the X-rays,

and hadn't a clue what I was looking at,

so I opened it,

and found this.

What am I looking at?

What the hell?

Beads.

A string of them.

No evidence of oral or pharyngeal injuries,

so I have to assume he swallowed it on his own.

He swallowed these?

What are they?

They're rosary beads.

It's a decade of the rosary.

It's an our Father, 10 Hail Marys and a Glory Be.

Damn.

Wait.

- Mysterium? - Primum.

It's the first mystery of the holy rosary.

How many mysteries are there, Chris?

There's five, Phyl, five mysteries.

You seem to have an odd case on your hands.

You think?

He barks whenever a dog

comes on the street.

He does, it's awesome.

Okay, you guys call if you, or Brodie, need anything, okay?

We got this, Mom.

Love you, Mom.

Love you, too.

Bye-bye.

Are you more worried about them or the dog?

He's a nice dog.

You're lucky.

Yeah, I've got a wonderful wife, I am lucky.

Mm.

They're late.

Yeah, it's not like them.

Are they okay?

I haven't talked to Gayle in a while.

Worries me.

No news is good news.

Mm...when you set your friend up

with your husband's friend you worry.

They just went on a trip to New Zealand

and they had an amazing time.

That's a good sign.

Maybe.

Well, we will soon find out.

Hey.

Hey, there they are.

Hi.

How are you?

- Sorry, we're late. - Yeah.

Hey.

I missed you.

All right, we're here.

We made it.

Yeah.

We got drinks, so if you guys wanna...

Hi, can I get you something to drink?

Yes.

Gaia Martini, extra dry, up, two olives, thanks.

All right, and for you?

I'll have what he's having.

Gotcha.

You guys look good.

Looks like you lost some weight there, buddy.

He has, too much.

I tried to get him to go see a doctor but--

Gayle.

Give it a rest, okay?

So, how are you?

This is beautiful.

Thanks.

I want one, where'd you get it?

I bought in the Twin Cities at Louis Vuitton.

Of course, you did.

It's Vintage Hermes.

100% silk.

Wow, it's so light.

You can wear that in Hawaii.

Can you guys excuse me?

Everything okay?

We had an argument, obviously.

I tried to smooth things over by getting our little gift,

but I don't think it really worked, so...

I called off our trip to Hawaii.

She was looking forward to that.

Why'd you call it off?

I'm sorry you guys.

I think I just wanna go home, Paul.

I shouldn't have come.

I'm just not feeling it tonight.

We just ordered drinks.

I wanna go home. Now.

I'm so sorry.

Rain check, please

Give us a minute.

Trouble in paradise?

You think?

Hey.

I'm sorry.

Just really upset.

Do you wanna talk about it?

I told him to give us a minute.

Not yet.

Not ready.

Listen to me.

We need some girl time.

What are you doing this weekend?

Washing my hair.

My kids will be on an overnight

at their cousins. With the dog.

Oh my God you have a dog?

Long story.

Let's do Duluth this weekend, I'll tell you all about it.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Eat sushi at Osaka's, hit a club.

Let's go pretend we're back in college.

I need to talk.

I thought you two had something cooking?

I'll fix things.

Yeah you will.

Hey, how about the hunting trip?

I'll have to get back to you,

I think I might have to cancel.

Sure.

Sorry.

That's okay, I get it, work comes first.

I mean, it's not like you were gonna

actually shoot anything, so...

I'm just there for the food.

And the scotch.

And the cribbage tournament.

Ron snoring.

The human foghorn.

We'll get back out there.

I'm gonna miss that trip...

She's ready.

I'll see you guys around.

- All right, here you go. - Oh.

They're gone, I'm sorry to say.

Oh.

You know what, just leave em'.

I haven't had a martini in forever. Yeah.

Okay.

Yeah, I'll take that, thank you.

It's good.

Should we just go?

No.

Brodie's watching the kids.

He didn't do a very good job with that priest.

Wow.

There aren't a lot of shocking murder cases in Scandia.

Horrible thing that happened to that man.

Yeah.

No one deserves that.

We'll get him.

My name's Father Orrayda,

and I've recently been assigned to this parish.

Rita, can you tell me for the record

why you wanted this meeting?

Yes, Father, my oldest son, Nicholas,

has some things he wants to say to you.

He made some statements about Father Doyle that were--

Were what?

False. Figments of a young boy's imagination.

We're here to clear that up.

You mean you lied?

Yes, Father.

What lie did you tell?

Please repeat it, it's for the record.

I said that, Father...

Father Doyle?

Yes.

That he did things to me.

What things?

Made me take off my clothes, and then...

Then what?

Did things.

And is it true that Father Doyle acted

in such outrageous fashion?

No.

What?

No, it's, it's not true!

You made it up.

Yes, he made the entire thing up.

I need to hear it from him.

I made it up.

I didn't hear that.

I made it up.

And why would you do such a thing?

What's wrong with you?

You're here because you also served with Father Doyle.

Did you have any trouble?

-No, he didn't-- -From the boy, please.

Out loud.

If something happened, now's the time to speak up.

So, do you have anything to say?

No.

Father Doyle, as you know,

has been transferred due to the shame

and the trauma of these false accusations.

It's gonna take the parish a while

to recover from this damage as well.

You'll need to be punished, both of you, for lying.

I'd like you to wait outside

while I consult with your mother

about an appropriate penance.

You're dismissed.

Hello?

Somebody there?

Who's there?

It's just me, Father.

Mass doesn't start for an hour.

What can I do for you?

You can kneel down, please.

I beg your pardon?

Kneel down right there.

We're going to pray together.

What is this?

Who are you?

You have three seconds.

You have sinned, Father.

And now it's time for you to be "appropriately punished".

I'm here on behalf of the boys.

What boys?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Oh, my God.

That is all behind me, I swear.

Please, I'll do anything you say.

I say eat.

What do you mean?

Take this, and eat.

You can't be serious.

Fucking eat it.

Take this, and drink.

Please.

Mercy.

Not today.

You're dismissed.

Good morning.

Father!

Father?

I remove my wedding ring

every time I polish the silver in the sacristy.

One day I forgot about it, I left it here.

I was so upset I had to get it right back.

So, I let myself in.

It was about 8:00 pm.

And as I was walking towards the altar,

I heard voices coming from the sacristy.

It was Father Orrayda's voice.

I was about to knock on the door when--

Hello?

The door just flew open.

And there he was, standing there

with his T-shirt and no shoes.

And right behind him was...a boy,

no more than 13 or 14 years old

with his pants down to his ankles.

Then Father shut the door

and I just ran out of there.

Right away, I called the archdiocese

and reported what I had witnessed.

They said to call back if I observe anything else.

That's it?

Yes. This was over a year ago.

He's still our pastor. Was.

I see you got your ring back.

Oh, yes, next morning.

I didn't care what he said.

I just needed to get my ring back.

Good for you.

Well, thank you, Edna.

I know you made a full report with Officer Nimczek,

we may have a few more questions for you, okay?

That's all for now.

She's here five mornings a week.

Orrayda gets here at 6:00 to set up for mass.

She comes sometime later.

You placing this between 6:00 and 7:00?

I am.

I can hardly wait to hear from McPherson.

I never look forward to hearing from that pompous prick.

I just wanna know if our victim has a gut full of beads.

I'd be surprised if he doesn't.

I'm gonna finish up here.

We're dusting the whole place, it's a beast.

Is there anything on my fiber?

Not yet.

This guy's a freak.

He's got a serious hard on for the clergy.

All right.

I'm gonna stop at the archdiocese

on the way back to Scandia.

Put em' on alert.

Definitely.

I don't think this guy's done yet.

He took me to New Zealand.

Who does that?

Someone trying very hard to impress you.

And then as soon as he saw how happy I was,

he yanked the rug out, starts ignoring me.

You know who does that?

- An asshole? - No, Gayle.

A narcissist.

He has a swag drawer.

What?

Mm-hmm.

Full of gifts for women.

My special scarf came from there, I found the receipt.

He bought it two years ago.

How do you know this?

I snooped.

I did a little digging on Dr. Paul.

Oh, God.

He says he was married once, a long time ago?

He wasn't?

He was, for two months.

Wow.

She had it annulled.

On what grounds?

Cruelty.

He grooms women.

Yes.

And almost the second, I turned the key in my heart

and said, "I could love this man."

He started tearing me down in ways that were so subtle

I didn't even realize I'd been insulted until later,

and never in front of others.

What about sex?

What about it?

You told me it was good.

It was amazing.

Then it started to get weird.

Really?

He would make me feel like I wasn't as smart

or sophisticated as him,

and then as soon as he saw how upset I was,

he would start getting all turned on and seducing me,

and it was so fucking confusing.

Having a really hard time just walking away,

just leaving things like that.

What are you gonna do?

I wanna go kick his ass,

but I'd probably just wind up in bed with him.

Hey, ladies.

So, those guys over there wanna buy you a round.

You okay with that?

-Oh, brother. -They're cute.

Big one looks like my dad.

Sure, I'm ready for another.

-Wow. -She is too.

All right.

You know what I think we should do?

What?

-Hit the floor. -Shut up.

Come on.

Chris hates to dances.

I'm married, not dead.

-Hey. -Hey.

Thank you for seeing me.

Get in here.

You look tired.

You're still adorable.

Wait...

I need to talk with you.

Sure.

Later.

So talk.

I'm leaving.

Where are you going?

You taking me with you?

...Well, me too.

I'm leaving, too.

Good.

My mom's not long for this world.

I know.

I'm tired.

Of hiding.

I don't fit in here.

Me neither.

This place, it's been a sanctuary for me.

- What is that? - It's for you.

Goddamn it.

Hey.

Hey.

Where are you?

I'm at work.

What?

Why?

No kids, no dog, no wife.

I'm lonely.

We had fun.

Yeah?

- We danced. - With each other?

Two fellas who bought us drinks.

Wow.

Okay.

Terrible dancers but they helped.

With what?

Gayle's confidence.

She, she's in the bathroom, she's upset about Paul.

Can you talk to him?

Sure, babe.

He holds his cards pretty close to the vest, though.

You don't know the half of it.

She's coming back, I gotta go.

Go home.

[phone clicks[

Wow, you're early.

Wow, you never went home.

Dead priests keeping me awake.

It's not what you think.

Yes, I'm married to a Neanderthal, but I'm a klutz.

I left a hammer on a ladder and it fell on me.

He, uh, he just dropped me off.

Well I'm sorry that happened.

Me too.

Help me out with another research project?

Yeah.

All right.

Here.

It's a list of every priest

that's been accused of sexual abuse in the archdiocese.

Need you to find out who's still alive

and who's still active.

Active?

Still a priest.

Especially those who are still working in the archdiocese.

As soon as I find out what an archdiocese is.

It's like a county.

-A Catholic county. -That's it.

I'm on my way to the BCA.

I made coffee.

He just took that cup.

How you doing?

I don't think we've met yet, I'm Chris.

I know.

You're Marty's husband?

Yep.

I just wanna say, hey.

Catch that killer yet?

Nope.

We're working on it.

He's gonna kill again.

Why you say that?

Because he's pissed.

That's a very angry killer you got on your hands.

Following the case pretty closely, I see, huh?

Everyone is.

You find the angriest fucker in town,

you'll have your killer.

Probably right under your nose.

You married a great girl.

I don't know what we'd do without her.

You take care.

McPherson.

I'll play his message.

Goodie.

Good morning, Phyl, Chris, et al.

Who the fuck says et al?

Just play it.

I have an affirmative on beads

in the Orrayda case, they look identical

to the beads in the Doyle case, same location.

There are injuries to the dorsal surface of the tongue

and lacerations to the maxillary labial frenum

and pharyngeal mucosa,

Suggesting these beads may have been force fed.

This type of gash, where the soft tissue

that attaches the upper lip to the anterior surface

of the maxillary gingiva--

Fucking guy loves the sound of his own voice, doesn't he?

You're obsessed.

I think you have a crush on him.

Hah!

Wrong team for starters.

What's that?

From Marty.

It's a list of all credibly accused priests

still around the archdiocese.

Guess how many?

Five?

11.

Damn.

I, finally, am heading over to your fiber lab.

They can have something for me by this morning.

I'm running prints from the church, needle in a haystack.

One more murder, we got ourselves a serial killer.

Be working with the Feds.

Fun.

Sorry, this took a bit.

Micro-spectrophotometry.

It's awesome.

It's slow.

That's okay, what do you got for me?

Merino wool.

...Okay.

That's it?

What's your name?

Um, Dalvin.

Dalvin, I don't know what I was expecting,

but this fiber is about the only thing I have to go on.

So I mean, I could be wearing merino wool right now, right?

Maybe I'm a suspect.

There's a, a little bit more.

Your fiber is from a pampered sheep down under,

um, Australia or New Zealand, most likely.

Okay, how do you know where it's from?

Oh, they breed the highest quality wool there,

and that's what you've got here.

Their wool is finer, it's more densely crimped,

it's more elastic.

Ideal climate and conditions.

You really know your wool.

I didn't until about two hours ago.

Okay, not to get too technical,

but the larger the diameter of the wool,

the coarser and more itchy it'll be.

Fine merino is 19.5 microns or less.

Super fine is 18.5 microns or less.

And then we have yours, which is 15.

What's that called?

Ultra fine.

The best there is, and by far the most expensive.

Thank you.

Oh, one more thing.

Your fiber is very clean.

I'd say it wasn't outdoors very long.

That's very helpful.

C'mon, we're gonna go on a little adventure.

Come on.

Hi.

Hi.

May I come in?

Of course.

So, what's up?

Can I get you something--

We've been seeing each other eight months.

This is only the third time I've been here.

Man cave.

This is the neatest man cave I've ever seen.

Seen a lot of them?

There it is, a little jab, barely noticeable.

No.

"Seen a lot of them, slut?"

I was kidding.

No, you weren't, it's intentional.

A pattern.

Who do you think you're dealing with?

A beautiful, smart--

There it is again.

Push me away, pull me back in.

I'm onto it.

Why did you come here?

Who are you?

What you see is who I am.

And that is?

A damaged man.

And how long have you known this about yourself?

I did a little digging on you, Paul.

Your marriage that you talk about

like a badge of honor lasted two months,

then it was annulled.

That's impressive.

Thought I'd covered up those tracks.

Who are you?

I am a man...incapable of love, I guess.

So you don't love me.

Good.

It's one of the things on my list I came here to find out.

I tried.

And you told me you loved me

so I guess that makes you a liar too.

I guess it does.

What was her name?

Your wife.

Julie.

A woman who deserved better than me,

same as you do.

You made me love you.

I'm sorry.

And as soon as you saw it, you pushed me away.

That makes you like a...

Monster?

...I know about your gift drawer.

I snooped.

You shouldn't have done that, Gayle.

There's plenty of swag in there

for your next victim.

I think it's time for you to leave.

Yeah?

This is me...leaving!

Oh, my God.

This is the scene on the crime...you took me here?

Yeah, what did you think I was doing?

I thought you were just bluffing.

Have you ever seen a man's brain

splattered all over the place?

I've never seen that in my life.

It get you hot?

Uh, should it?

I'll tell you something.

What?

C'mere.

What?

Come closer.

I have to come closer?

Yeah, you have to come closer.

Inside knowledge.

Inside knowledge?

Yeah.

Hey, dude, sorry, I can't.

No, no, no, no, I can't.

Come on.

No, no, way, dude.

No what?

No, I'm sorry--it's Marty, dude.

Call me tomorrow, I've got something.

Hold my beer.

- Hey. - Hey.

Are you still working?

Yeah, just reading up about sheep. Catholics.

Are you likening those two groups?

I think you should come to bed.

Hey, Kim.

Yeah?

You know that deal we made when we got married?

Which one?

We negotiated a few things.

About the kids.

You know, they go to public school like you did,

and we raise him Catholic the way I was raised.

Yeah.

Andi's got her first confession coming up.

Okay.

What about it?

I'm not okay with it.

They just sit down in a room now and talk.

There's no more scary closet of shame.

Yeah, I just don't want our 12-year-old

going into a room with a man, who's not me,

talking about her sins.

Father Jim's pretty cool.

I like Father Jim, it's not about Father Jim.

Okay.

If she's bothered by something,

she can talk to you or me.

Or God.

Sure.

Thanks for telling me how you feel.

Let's go to bed, huh?

Yeah, I'll be right behind you.

Oh--did you talk to Paul about Gayle?

I will.

I promise.

Okay.

Come to bed.

Chris, it's Paul,

I already told you, no worries about the hunting trip.

It's not a good time for me either.

What's up, buddy?

You all right?

Chris, it's Paul.

I already told you,

no worries about the hunting trip,

it's not a good time for me--

Okay.

Acted on a hunch.

An off duty hunch.

Right, sorry.

At this point I approve, I don't think he's our guy.

Let's go chat.

Morning.

You got a sec?

For what?

I don't wanna waste anybody's time.

You were at the scene of a murder

last night around midnight.

Oh, my God.

You tailing me?

Nah, we're just keeping a close eye

on the scene of a murder investigation, Matt.

Just wanted to ask you right quick what you're doing there?

Wasn't sealed off.

No one's business what I was doing there.

Well, it's private property.

There is a No Trespassing sign clearly posted.

Owner of that sign is dead.

Who saw me?

I did.

In an official capacity or were you stalking Brenda?

She tells me you got a little crush on her.

Matt.

We can take you in and make a big deal out of this,

or you can just tell us what you were doing

at the scene of a murder investigation around midnight.

Now, look, Marty doesn't know what you're up to, probably.

We thought that discretion might be, you know...

No, I don't know.

The better part of valor, dumbass.

That's good Big Ron.

We took a joy ride to the scene of a murder. Cheap thrill.

Brenda likes to read mysteries,

so I said, "Let's go solve one."

You fuckers never will.

Okay, Matt, that's all for now.

Anything you want me to tell Marty

when I go back to the office?

Nothing happened last night.

You leave Marty out of this.

Leave her out of it!

Nicholas, up and at 'em, we're gonna be late!

You too, Paul.

Nick?

Have fun.

I'll see you in an hour.

Oh, hi.

-Hi. -I didn't see you there.

Arnie Patterson from Reliable Plumbing.

Here to fix a leaky faucet in Room 11.

Um...

I don't think anyone said anything about--

Work order came in late last night.

Oh, um, sure.

His room is Room 11, just down the hall.

Um, he usually keeps it closed, just knock before you go in.

Okie-doke.

Weird.

You've come for me.

Father Crowley, do you know why I'm here?

I do.

Priest, lawyer,

protector of pedophiles.

There was a priest that you moved from parish to parish.

I moved a lot of priests around.

Yes, you did.

Priest shuffling I believe is what you called it.

But I think you know the priest I'm talking about.

Father Doyle.

...And the priest that you appointed to replace him,

he punished his victim.

Father Orrayda.

Nobody believed the victim.

He took his own life.

He was 13 years old.

I knew you were coming.

The Evergreen List.

The Great North Woods seemed like a good place

to hide bad men.

Are you a bad man, Father Crowley?

I did what I was told.

Your vow of obedience.

I think nature in just a few minutes

will do the job for you.

I am nature.

So, take this and eat.

You're unholy communion.

Swallow these beans.

I will not.

Do with me what you will,

I will not debase a sacrament!

Then, I guess I'll see you in hell.

Father Crowley.

Father.

It's all yours.

Thanks, Alex.

He looks a little roughed up.

I think they scuffled.

Crowley refused his communion.

Did you get anything from the staff?

Hospice Nurse Madison, she found Crowley.

She also greeted our killer when he entered the building,

dressed as a plumber.

There's no video footage.

He's, uh...40-ish, white.

5'8", 5'9",

slender, beard, dressed in blue coveralls,

ball cap, glasses, from Reliable Plumbing she thinks.

Never heard of it.

It doesn't exist.

Whatever.

Hey, Phyl.

Yeah.

Do you mind finishing up with Madison

after she calms down a bit?

I, uh, I gotta go sort some things out.

Feds are on their way.

Oh, goody.

There's my guy.

What's up?

Just got off work.

I need beer.

Oh.

I need to have a beer with my friend Paul,

maybe a burger.

Um...

I'll see you over there.

Blanche and a Blanche.

Thanks, Bren.

I'll keep your tab open

in case you boys decide to make a night of it.

Well, actually no, I'm gonna get that--no me--

- Okay, here. - You guys

- fight it out. - Okay, stop,

-I invited you for beers. -Oh, that's beautiful.

Where did you get it?

I bought it in New Zealand.

Very nice.

The trip.

Yeah, with Gayle.

I understand New Zealand

has the finest merino wool in the world.

Yeah, they do.

Has something to do with the density of the fibers,

I don't know.

Did you hurt your finger?

Yeah. I poked it with an Explorer.

Is the Explorer the, uh, like the, uh--

Yeah.

Sp what's up, man?

There was a third priest murdered.

Got ourselves a serial killer.

In our little town.

So has the food here gotten any better?

No.

Should we get some?

Kids, your Dad's gonna be late.

We're eating in five.

Okay, Mom. Sounds good.

Talk to Paul about Gayle.

I gotta go home, got the stuff I gotta do.

Just...can I read you this text from my wife?

Is that okay?

Yes.

It says, "Talk to Paul about Gayle."

Well, I don't have a lot to say about that.

It's over.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

She came over the other day, we ended things.

Sorry.

What the hell am I supposed to tell the matchmaker?

You know what?

Tell her the same thing that I told Gayle.

I'm a monster.

Tell her I'm sorry.

[door knocks

What you doing?

Get in here.

You okay?

Just out for a walk.

At 10:30?

...My crazy husband thinks I'm having an affair. With you.

Yeah.

Jesus.

I asked him for a divorce tonight.

Wow, Marty.

He's drinking--started to get violent,

so I got out.

Sorry.

It's okay, I'm gonna stay at my sister's place,

and...it's not the first time she's taken me in, so...

I heard about the third priest.

Yeah.

...I need your help.

Oh my God let me help.

I need to trust someone.

I need to be trusted right now.

Dr. Paul, right?

I love him.

He gives me laughing gas and doesn't charge me.

He's my friend.

I need to know everything we can about him.

Turns out he's had every trace

of his past scrubbed since he arrived.

Oh my God, is he a suspect?

I'll start digging.

Marty, this is unofficial.

It's off duty.

I'll take the hit if there's fallout,

but need you to know what's going on.

I'm not even here right now.

Oh.

Oh, I think I found something.

Check this out.

Just some mom's scrapbook page?

I found it in the archives

of a Grand Rapids parish website.

It's dated 25 years ago,

but look at this weird little article in the corner.

"Very sad to report that her own Nicholas Thomas

took his own life on November 30th.

He was apparently despondent

after making up stories about our own...

Father Doyle.

Stories he later recanted.

Nicholas's mother and little brother--Paul Thomas--

have moved away.

Father Doyle's been assigned to a new parish.

Please pray for the soul of Nick Thomas."

Stay here.

It's your husband.

You want me to call the police?

Not funny.

I'm gonna go send him home.

We're closed, Matt.

My wife in there?

Yep, she is.

What the fuck is going on?

We're working, Matt.

She told me she didn't feel safe at home with you,

so she came here.

You fucking my wife, Majek?

You beating up your wife, Matt?

Stay out of our fucking business.

Hang tight right here, all right?

I'm not fucking stupid.

You mind if I have a little chat

outside with your husband?

He's not a good listener.

You been drinking tonight, Matt?

I'm not sleeping with your wife, not now, not ever.

If you had a little bit more respect,

you wouldn't speak that way.

I think you're a fucking liar.

You armed, Matt?

Me neither.

In fact,

I'm off duty.

You wanna hit someone?

Let's go.

Tell me.

Tell me what you did!

Get off! Get off of me!

That's enough.

Enough!

That's enough, Matt, that's enough.

Fuck!

Get off!

That's enough.

God damn it, Matt, go home!

You hurt me!

Marty.

Marty...

No, I'm not gonna let you do that to me again, ever.

It's never gonna happen again, okay?

I swear.

I'm done, Matt.

Marty.

Marty, please.

- Just go. - Please

Please.

Go!

This is not over.

Let's get out of here.

You got a key?

My sister never locks her door,

knowing her, she's probably waiting up for me.

Do me a favor, lock it, would you?

Marty, are you gonna be awake a little bit longer?

There's no sleep in this body right now.

What do you need?

You got a pen?

Right down this address.

310 Toronto Street.

At 6:05 am, I want you to call in a code three

to that address.

If you don't hear from me by then,

at exactly 6:05 AM, make the call,

"Suspect in the priest murders."

And Marty, not a word about this to anyone.

You can count on me.

Thank you for taking me in tonight.

Hey.

Oh, my God, look at you.

Looks worse than it is.

What's going on?

It's almost over.

Did you get in a fight?

Kind of.

What in the actual hell, Chris Majek?

It's almost over, and I can tell you everything.

I just can't right now.

I actually have to go back out.

...Wipe the lipstick off before you go.

Are you breaking into my house, Chris?

I guess I am.

I was hoping to be gone by the time you got here.

You knew I was coming?

No offense, Chris, but you've never been exactly

what I would call a natty dresser.

All of a sudden you're asking me about merino wool.

Paul, listen.

Your friend is a serial killer.

It's all in here.

I know about your past, Paul.

Those details will matter.

I just need you to come with me

and we'll see what we can do.

That's not gonna happen.

It ends here.

Paul, Paul, Paul, Paul!

Don't.

Bang!

Do it.

I know about your brother.

Nicholas.

I should have saved him.

You were just a kid.

I was a coward.

I'm still a coward.

Let's get you out of here.

Let's go.

What time does it start?

10:00 am.

I gotta get going.

You're going to a serial killer's funeral.

Yeah.

He went fast.

Stage 4 pancreatic cancer.

No wonder he was losing so much weight.

He refused treatment.

God...

He fixed our kids' teeth.

He slept with my friend.

Gayle's seeing, like, three therapists right now.

Is she gonna be okay?

She's strong.

She won't be at the funeral today.

You know, Paul asked for a Catholic service.

Wow.

What did the archdiocese say?

They said no.

Right.

Gotta go.

-See you later. -See ya.

Chris?

Cup.

Thank you all for coming.

We have some understanding now,

but only The Higher Power knows

what existed in this man's heart and soul during his life,

what truly drove him to commit his crimes.

What we do know is that in his deepest darkest hour,

at the end of his life here on earth,

he prayed for forgiveness.

So, on behalf of Brother Paul Thomas,

we ask The Higher Power to hear his prayer.

Hey.

I'm Chris.

Alexa.

You a friend of Paul's?

Yeah.

Me too.

We became friends

when he moved to town about six years ago.

You're also the man who apprehended him.

Yes, I am.

I know all about it.

I followed every little detail of Brother Paul's saga.

He had us all a little fooled, didn't he...

I guess he did.

He had a sweet side.

He was my friend.

We all have secrets, don't we.

Yes, we do.

Yes, we do.