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Previously on Pure.

This tomato picker is moving cocaine by the kilo,

but his lawyer works for free?

Everyone here has to do their fair share of pro bono work,

and I am no exception.

His fingers or his life!

Will you make me the happiest man in the world and be my wife?

This is Judge Pettigrew.

It's now up to the judge to decide custody.

If they talked, the cartel is now coming after you.

- I have to protect my wife. - Anna Funk,

will you marry me?

I cannot answer right now.

Umm,

I... I have to...

- to think about it. - Of course.

You take all the time you need.

What was he doing? He was down on one knee.

Your Bauss was down on one knee in front of you.

What do you think he was doing?

I think... I think that you are married to me.

Is that what you call it?

When you run away with no word of where you are?

The law says that after a time,

I am not married if I say that I am not.

The law? What about God?

Anna, you took your vows before God.

God has been very quiet on the subject.

I trusted you. I trusted you!

Look, if I told you she was there, the man who made her

do this would find out, and Isaak would be dead.

- You need to start talking! - She won't tell,

as long as this man is around. So please, you let me find him,

and I will prove to you that everything she says is true.

How?

You put me on the wire,

and I will get him to tell me that he's the real boss,

- not her. - "On the wire." Oh, my God!

If I fail, you arrest my wife,

but if I succeed, you take down the whole business.

We know how they move the money. You should let me follow it

to the real Bauss.

Besides, right now,

I am all you have.

Your choice.

Fine. Talk to your wife.

Something tells me she's not gonna be so cooperative.

- No. - You don't know what I was going to say.

You and that Poliez woman will only make things worse.

I have a plan.

Don't you dare interfere.

What is the plan?

God has forsaken us, Noah...

but I will make sure our children survive.

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Klaas Klassen...

not much to say about this man, it seems.

It's your typical "back and forther."

No work in Mexico, so he drifts up here looking for a job.

Like your father?

Maybe.

I don't know. He left and never came back.

- But you hope one day he will. - And do what?

Save me?

He stopped being my father the day he left.

I got another job for you.

You'll need a car.

What's the job?

Does it matter?

Since your husband is not here,

I humbly ask for your daughter's hand in marriage.

You must protect her from evil

and lead a godly life on the colony.

I promise.

I know what happened to this family.

I know your husband sacrificed himself

to save all of us.

I only hope that I can be

as good a man as he was.

I wish you both

the greatest happiness that God can bestow.

And... and now we must get Johan's parents' approval.

Yes.

Yes, of course.

It's, uh, seen better days,

but there's a heart of a lion under that hood.

She is a classic.

Perfect for a young gun like you.

In fact, the original owner

- was a police detective... - I know who it belonged to.

Give you $1500. Cash.

And then we'll skip the part where you ask

for a driver's license.

I'll, uh, get the keys.

Police said Julius and Kyle died quickly.

They didn't suffer.

I am so sorry, this is my fault.

Nee. You tried to help.

Please don't... don't blame yourself.

The thing is...

...Abel and I did not come here by accident.

What do you mean?

The police know about Julius's business,

so they sent us here to watch.

You and your Brooda are working for the police?

Were you spying on us?

Only Julius and Kyle.

I am so sorry,

but I had to protect my family.

You're married?

What kind of a man are you?

It's not safe here.

You should leave.

Nobody put a gun to their head.

- They saw easy money and they took it. - They're kids.

Whoever put them in the trunk of that car is gonna

just find another bunch of dropouts to take their place.

What?

Val, I don't know if you've heard,

but I thought you'd want to know as soon as I did.

Uh, my lawyer just called and the judge ruled in my favour.

I'm getting full custody.

Hello? Are you still there?

Where are you?

I'm, uh...

I'm having a drink with some friends from work

just to say goodbye. So this isn't a good time to talk, OK?

But I will call you tonight and we can discuss this further.

I gotta go.

Everything OK?

Val?

Yeah. We'll have the trios.

Please! Uh, sorry, guys.

- Could we do this later? - Right here, right now.

OK, listen. I only called you as a courtesy.

I thought you'd rather hear from me than a lawyer.

I know that things got out of hand, I know that,

and nobody is sorrier about that than me.

A criminal held a knife to your throat

while our son was doing laundry in the basement.

The sooner he's with me, the safer he will be!

Yes, OK. OK. But temporarily,

not forever.

This is our son we're talking about.

I'll hire a lawyer.

I will. Wyatt, I will make this so expensive for you,

you'll have to take a bus to work.

Val, make it as hard on me as you want,

but for the sake of your son,

make it easy for him.

Anna.

Would you like a coffee?

No. Thank you.

So, the man I saw when I... when I drove away,

that was Noah, wasn't it?

Yes.

You deserve better.

I am an excommunicated cleaning woman.

Mm-hmm.

You deserve better.

You need a wife who will help you,

not one who will hold you back.

Nothing could hold back my late wife,

she wanted more from life,

more than I could ever give her,

including other men as it turned out.

So we separated, and...

and then 10 years later, she came back

asking for a small fortune.

To pay for a...

an experimental cancer treatment.

But it was no use.

She died feeling...

cheated by life.

And from that day forward,

I vowed to live life joyously.

I was grateful

for all the gifts,

great or small,

that God gives us each and every day.

I want to see Isaak.

I want to know that he is safe.

And I want to know that every ounce of milk

from that last bottle has been poured.

The bottle is almost empty.

And in two days, everyone's glass will be full.

Wow!

I'm impressed. Chihuahua is impressed.

So impressed they want your autograph.

What is this?

I don't suppose a homebody like you has a passport.

- No. - Well, there is always a chance

one of your people might get caught.

In that case, you need to disappear in a hurry.

We have two ways of dealing with that.

Only one involves a plane ticket.

It's up to you.

What about my children?

They can buy a bus ticket.

I did as you asked.

Yeah. Orff told me.

The car I used for the drop,

the Mustang,

I was hoping I could keep it.

If you want a car, I can buy you something nice.

I just like the look of it.

Do you mind if I, uh... give him the...

I thought that you might be thirsty.

Take it.

How is your hand?

Are you taking something for the pain?

I saved your life. You know that, right?

I saved!

Your! Life!

Try a little gratitude next time, huh?

Ah! Ah! Ah!

Na oba!

There's nothing in there, but lumber and glue and nails,

not a sniff of any of that money that's coming in the backdoor.

Why would they write it down?

- The money just comes and goes. - Ja,

and every month, the business goes deeper into the red;

how do they keep the doors open?

- Because he owns the building. - How?

Who sold it to them?

You think Julius had that much cash in his pocket,

he could just buy it?

Ouh,

there it is. License plate and address for the next delivery.

Brooda, do you really believe that a man

who can kill two boys like that

is going to open his heart to you?

I believe he will take the money and then, seeing

how meek and vulnerable I am, decide

"What do I have to lose by telling him the truth?"

Particularly if he doesn't plan on letting you walk away.

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- I am so sorry if I am late. - Not at all.

We are early. Mary, you know Anna.

- Yes, of course. We've met. - Yes.

At the singing last year.

That must seem like so long ago.

Yes, it does.

A lifetime.

So, yeah...

when Johan told us he wanted to marry Tina Funk...

- We had some concerns. - She's a lovely girl,

- no question. - But the business

with the Epps and the... drugs.

I understand,

but... my husband is gone

leaving us to put those days behind us.

And Tina has been welcomed back to the Church

- by the bishop, so... - Still,

Satan is never far behind us, is he?

- No, he is not. - Doesn't the Bible

teach us: "Be sober, be vigilant

"because the Devil, your adversary, walketh about

seeking whom he may devour"?

Yes, it does.

It also teaches us:

"Above all things, have fervent charity among yourselves

for charity shall cover the multitude of sins."

And my husband's sins are not my daughter's.

Sorry I'm late.

I haven't been here in ages.

The servings are still huge, I see.

I'll have to have a piece myself.

Now, I know that this is

Tina's and Johan's moment, which must be

why Anna hasn't told you that she and I

are also to be married.

Well...

Augie, congratulations.

Thank you, Dirk.

And there he comes into the church parking lot

with 30 feet of vertical tillage,

the Saber Blades rattling

and a trail of hydraulic fluid all the way

from Listowel to Antioch.

Aaah... we are all going to become family.

Your boys are gonna need tractors

and tillage

and maybe a combine to share.

Well, Augie, we both know

I'm already up to my eyeballs at Nickel Farm Equipment

- for that bailer. - Sometimes...

sometimes, new equipment comes in

before existing inventory can be sold, so...

so deals need to be struck

at special prices.

Family prices.

Excuse me.

This man has the look of someone who needs

another piece of pie.

Thank you. And I'll take the cheque, please.

Thank you.

- Thank you, Augie. - You're welcome.

How did you find us?

Dirk bought that same truck from me 20 years ago.

And I know how much he loves pie.

I was waiting for you to say that I was wrong,

that we weren't engaged.

But you didn't.

No, I didn't.

I still have to talk to Tina.

Absolutely.

I would not want to take away from...

Her special day. Of course not.

Now you, you take care of Tina, then...

then we'll have our special day.

Thank you for...

You're welcome.

- I'll bring it back, I promise. - Hey!

That's my bike!

Oh!

- Watch where you're going, man! - Sorry!

- Ah. - Where are you taking the bag?

Uh, I'm looking for the lawyer. Sterling MacKay.

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I am Klaas Klassen. I have a delivery

for Sterling MacKay.

Who are you? Where is Dylan?

- Hmm? - It's his day, where is Dylan?

Sick.

- He's sick? - Son of the dairy farmer.

- Super, super religious. - Ohhh...

- OK. - Since when do you answer the door?

I thought it was our Uber Eats.

Hey, it's me.

Please, don't ever send a different guy

without telling me in advance.

- Who was it? - I don't know. I don't know.

- Same bag, different guy. - Was it all there?

Well, I don't know. I would have to count it

- and recount it. - Hmm...

I told you a million times, right?

You pay nothing, you get nothings.

Did this guy give you his name?

Hold on. Esther!

What the guy say his name was?

Um, Klaus Klaussen.

Uh, Klaus Klaustein or something.

I'll take care of it.

I am so ashamed, Abel.

You found out where the money goes,

you found the Bauss,

and you're worried that God is going

to be angry because you punched someone who hit you first?

But I never felt that way before.

Not even with Eli Voss.

In that moment,

I was more afraid of myself than I was of that man.

Well, it just means that you're alive, Brooda.

Ah!

Now, let's try to keep it that way.

Call Val.

Let's finish this business.

...just to be sure.

Ask him about possible complications.

Yeah, is there any possible complications?

No. Unless by complications,

you mean she won't have to live in a refrigerator...

Hey, buddy.

- What are you watching? - Nothing.

- Mm-hmm? - I don't know.

- It's not too violent. - Yeah.

Listen, your dad and I have been talking

about you spending some time with him in California.

Yeah, I know. Last two weeks

of summer vacation, then I come back.

No, honey, no. Not for a visit, but to live.

In California?

Mm-hmm.

What about school?

Well, your dad said that there is

a hockey academy in San Jose

that has not one but three coaches.

- Seriously? - Mm-hmm.

- I'm moving to California? - Well,

it wouldn't be permanent, you know.

You'd come back for Christmas and March break.

And it would be for about a year.

You know, see how you're doing, see how I'm doing.

And you're not going forever, honey.

Oh, my God! Thank you, Mom!

- Can I call Dad? Right now? - Yeah. Yes, yes.

Dad, Mom just told me. California?

What?

Tomorrow, I make a delivery to the boss.

I know where he lives, I know his name:

- Sterling MacKay. - The lawyer?

Jo.

- You know him? - Yeah. We met.

Tomorrow, I wear the wire.

I go back. I make him say how he stole my son

and forced my wife into his business.

Why would he do that?

Because I am nothing...

...a "back and forther."

Men like MacKay think they can say anything in front of men like me.

Noah, as it ever occurred to you

that just maybe Anna's not the victim here?

- What do you mean? - Maybe she's angry at you

for running away, and maybe she's doing this

to get rich and to get back at you for being you.

Tomorrow.

Isaak?!

Hello, Mama.

I see that Foda is back.

For his own safety, I told him to go, but he won't listen to me.

Maybe you can talk with him.

- Make a deal. - Isaak!

He showed up this morning.

Sent by you-know-who for "light duties".

Xavier, yes?

You made deliveries for...

for our "friend"?

What happened to your hand?

Who did this to you?

It was the boy.

Estrada's boy.

It is going to be so beautiful!

Justina, I have wonderful news.

Ah, I know, I heard all about it. You must be so surprised.

- Why? - Well, that the Fehrs

found money to buy Johan his own farm.

With all those other brothers

already dividing up their Foda's land.

Johan's uncle in Altona died and left them money.

Dirk's older Brooda?

I heard he died at the bottom of a bottle poor as a church mouse.

Ah, there's so many of them,

I must have my Broodas confused.

Luckily for you and Johan.

Yes.

Noah Funk.

You came by Anna's place the other day

but left before I had a chance to introduce myself.

Augustus Nickel.

You're a bit of a legend

among the Edentaler, even when you're pretending to be

a Mexikaner carpenter.

Brought you a coffee... "Klaas".

I can't imagine how difficult

it must have been for you to leave Anna

and your children, and yet...

...yet you did the right thing.

Killing another human being,

no matter how vile that person was,

means stepping out of God's light forever.

Under different circumstances,

we might have been friends...

...you and I.

I need you to know that I will treat Anna

with the respect she deserves,

and your daughter will want for nothing.

Your sin was great...

...and so is your penance.

Who's that?

A salesman.

Mama?

- Is everything alright? - Yes.

Are you really going to marry Mr. Nickel?

We will see.

Right now,

all I can think about is another wedding.

What is on your mind?

Only happy thoughts about Johan I hope.

I love him so much.

The same way you loved Foda when you...

But I worry about the Fehrs having the money

to buy us a farm.

- Except they do, so... - Justina told me

that they already spent their savings on their older boys.

She said that?

And for the longest time,

we've barely had enough money for rent,

and now...

Now what?

The truth is that

Augustus has been...

has been paying me more for cleaning.

He knows how hard it's been.

Do you love him?

Do you?

So you hand the bag to MacKay and tell him...?

There's trouble with the lady Bauss, Anna Funk.

She's working our people too hard. We're worried

she's going to go to the police for protection.

If he asks for details, you mention Julius.

You make MacKay think it was Anna's fault the kid took off.

You get MacKay talking? Keep him talking.

- Jo. - Now listen,

we will hear every word, OK?

We'll be ready to rush in if anything goes wrong.

- If it does goes wrong, you say...? - Na oba.

- There you go. Na oba. - Excuse me.

I've been working hard to learn, uh...

- double-entry bookkeeping. - Wow! Old school, good for you.

Not fancy, like forensic accountant, but...

but I do have one question.

- Really? Now? - Ya.

- OK. - You said Julius owned

- that building, yeah? - Yeah.

His name is on the title, ya?

Yeah.

Yet I find no record of any mortgage payment,

- no record of any loan of any kind in the book. - Yeah.

So how did he pay for it?

Well, obviously, his boss bought it,

and the new owner would flip it and give him the money back.

So why did he have them in there for so long?

A smart man like that,

he's got to have some reason not to sell it.

Roger that.

Units are in place standing by for the courier.

- Time to go. - I need a bicycle.

A bicycle?

I had to return the other one. It wasn't mine.

OK. My car is still in the shop, your turn.

Hello?

Hello?

Na oba! Na oba. Na oba. Na oba.

He left a note.

Allow me to summarize.

He was forced to move cash for the cartel.

When Julius and Kyle died, he couldn't live with himself.

Who gave the order to have them killed?

That would be Anna Funk.

Nee.No.

She was unloading product to Nickel's Farm Equipment

and washing the cash back to the Cayman Islands.

MacKay kept very thorough records.

It was invoices, bank accounts, shell companies;

her signature's all over them.

I'm sorry, Noah.

I am sorry to interrupt in the middle of the day,

- but this could not wait. - It's alright.

There's something I need to tell you too.

I took the liberty of tracking down your ex-husband.

And we spoke man to man.

And he's agreed

to step aside,

so you and I can be together.

Now...

it's your turn.

I cannot marry you.

I have not told you the whole truth about who I am

because if I had...

Anna, I promise, whatever you tell me,

it won't change my mind.

- Augustus Nickel? - Yes?

You can submit to voluntary search of your property

or I will return with a warrant.

Anna Funk, you're under arrest

for conspiracy to launder the proceeds of crime,

conspiracy to traffic cocaine, conspiracy to commit murder.

Anna?

Anna!

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