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Previously on Neagley...

When did it start?

Me not wanting to be touched.

I actually discussed

the haphephobia thing with my dad today.

-And what'd he say? -That he didn't remember when it started.

He was lying.

-What is it? -It's some kind of powder

I got in the mail.

Tommy Crane sent me that envelope to give me a message.

We're never gonna know what it was until we get on site.

Keno, you have one easy job. Get in,

find out why Tommy Crane would send me rye flour,

-then you come home. -What's up?

I was wondering if you guys maybe needed any help.

Keno. There's someone I want you to meet.

I know exactly who you are.

So I need to ask you one thing.

Why shouldn't I kill you right now?

She's sighted in. She's got that cop with her again.

When you have the shot, take the shot.

Would you like to find contentment at Echo Canyon Farm?

Enlightenment is yours for the having.

Would you like to find contentment at Echo Canyon Farm?

Enlightenment is yours for the having at Echo Canyon.

Lawrence Cole?

Do I know you?

Not yet, but this seems very interesting.

I'd love a bag of your delicious carrots.

And a moment of your time.

♪ When I get off of this mountain...

So, how do you know who I am?

I know a lot about you. More than you can imagine.

Associate professor of English at DePaul,

till you flamed out.

Tried your hand at folk singing, that went nowhere.

And then an office equipment

leasing business in Santa Fe and a

so-called real estate firm in Tallahassee.

All failures.

Yeah, I've had many lives,

but, uh,

everything that's happened has led me here.

A greasy spoon

in bumblefuck, Illinois?

Leading Echo Canyon Farm.

If you don't mind me asking, who the fuck are you?

Because a hundred dollars doesn't buy me

having to listen to your insults.

I'm actually impressed by you.

Yes, you've declared bankruptcy three times,

but that's not a bad thing.

Means you're not scared of taking risks.

That you got the heart of an entrepreneur, just not the brain.

Well, as long you're not insulting me.

Look, I got enough brains for both of us, Lawrence.

I can get an influx of capital to you and your farm.

You'll be able to upgrade to new cabins,

a pavilion, common rooms.

You can grow the best crops for your customers

and you and all your friends.

My flock.

My mistake.

But you got, what... a-a dozen followers drinking the Kool-Aid?

By the end of the year, you'll have 80.

You'll be turning people away.

Why are you so interested in me and my farm?

Because you have steady access to a resource I need,

and you got lucky.

Years ago, you bought

the perfect piece of real estate, and now

it is about to make you and me

very, very rich.

Money.

It corrupts.

Only in the best ways.

Get down!

Shit.

What? What?

Saw something on that roof.

Shit. Fuck.

What are you doing?

Show me that pretty face.

Fuck.

-It's our friend from the morgue. -Neagley!

Shit.

He's not far.

He's entrenched. I'm going down.

No, no, we can't jump down. We'll be out in the open.

No return fire.

-Could be a trap. -I'm going.

I'll cover you.

Davos!

Throw out your gun and show me your hands.

He's gone.

How'd he get off the roof?

Scaffold. Shed blocked our view.

He's military.

Made a field dressing. He has training.

Unless his training was at Johns Hopkins, he doesn't have a lot of time left.

Then we stay on him.

If we get to him first, he'll talk in return for medical attention.

This guy was hunting me?

Now I'm hunting him.

Choose.

Choose the instrument of your death.

Do it.

Slit your wrists, drink the drain cleaner,

pick up the gun and put it to your head,

feel the steel on your temple.

Do you know what comes next?

Nothing. Because it's all over.

The "right now"...

this... this is our reward,

and you want to throw it away with your choices.

With drugs and alcohol

and God knows what else you're doing on the street.

I said I know exactly who you are, and I do.

You're just like everyone else who thinks they can

survive their toxic ways.

So, if you want to kill yourself...

if that is your goal...

then do me a favor, do yourself a favor,

do the universe a favor,

and just get it over with. Choose!

-Choose! -I-I don't-I don't want to die.

You sure about that? What about the drugs?

Th-That's done. I'm done with it.

I swear.

Dude! Don't.

Don't.

Please.

Never forget how you feel right now.

How happy you are to still be alive.

Remember that

when you're working the fields for 12 hours straight

or when you're exhausted from slinging pig shit.

Remember that you want to live

and that Echo Canyon is the right path

and that I am the portal to that path.

I didn't ask for this gift.

But I'm thankful for it. I'm thankful I got this gift,

and so I use it.

I use it the same way MJ

had to use his gift to play basketball.

I use it the same way Dennis DeYoung had to use his gift

to create the band Styx.

I have to use my gift

to save us all.

Welcome to my family.

Yeah, th-thanks for having me.

-Arms out. -It's for your own good.

We have strict rules about

what is and isn't allowed at Echo Canyon.

That includes processed food.

You need to focus on putting good energy into your body

and only engaging in healthy connections,

not digital ones.

Easy, bro.

-Excuse me? -Yo, he made

a healthy connection with my nuts.

Mason is just being thorough.

We have many recovering addicts here,

and we have to ensure there's no contraband anywhere.

So, that's prescription. It's early onset arthritis

-in both my knees. Really. It... -Strike one.

Let me explain to you how it works here.

We have acolytes... people like me and Mason...

who have ascended under Lawrence Cole's teachings.

We help him run the farm and the family.

Then there are neophytes. These are people

who are still learning, but through sacrifice and hard work,

they may ascend one day as well.

And then

there's you, a probationer.

If we ask you to mend a fence at 4:00 a.m.,

it is expected that you will do so with a smile.

It's harsh,

but, Keno, in a month,

you will be thanking us for your new life.

But this is a commitment, and it needs to be agreed to.

Yeah, okay.

Perfect.

At the end of the ten days, there is a decision ceremony,

and then, hopefully, you'll become a member of the family

and graduate to neophyte.

But none of that will happen if there's any more rule-breaking. Do you understand?

-Absolutely. 100%. -Good.

So you agree then,

that if in future you're caught with cigarettes,

that a fair punishment would be that food is withheld

until you've eaten the entire pack?

-You're messing with me. -I assure you I'm not.

We're doing something here.

We are ascending. And we'll do it as a family,

so we have to be on the same page.

Is this an equitable punishment... no food until every cigarette is consumed?

Yeah, okay, but I'm-I'm not gonna smoke again,

-so it's not an issue. -Good.

Echo Canyon's making you a better person already.

Fuck, Neagley.

-I-I will, sir, I will. -Thank you.

-You better treat it right. -Hey.

Finally. Why are we still here?

There's an alert out for Davos and a heads-up at every area hospital.

So? We both know he can't go to a hospital with a gunshot wound.

My lieutenant's insisting you go down to the district to give your statement.

-Are you kidding me? -Come on.

Look, it's not my call. It's not even my lieutenant's call.

What the hell is the deputy chief doing at a crime scene

where no one even got killed?

I don't know, but he's pushing for you to come in.

It's a statement, Neagley. It'll take an hour, tops.

An hour? Davos could be a corpse by then. We don't know

how much blood he's lost.

Look at the guy, with his little hat and white shirt.

When was the last time you saw him outside a rubber chicken banquet?

Deputy Chief Plemel gets what he wants. No questions asked.

The question that should be asked is why he's pulling me

off the fresh pursuit of a shooter to give a statement that could be done later.

-It's hinky, doesn't track. -It doesn't have to. He's the boss.

-What's the holdup? -I'm not going anywhere.

I didn't commit a crime.

A witness at the salon across the street saw you fire first.

At a man who was sighted on me.

Detective, did you see the man on the roof point a weapon at her?

I saw he had a gun when we got onto the roof. He fired at us then.

That's not what I asked.

Did he threaten Ms. Neagley while you were both on the ground?

I didn't see him aim a weapon

-at her at that point, but he... -Thank you.

Get her ass down to the station.

Look, post-shooting protocol

-includes taking... -Don't.

-Not if you know what's good for you. -What are you mad at me for?

Look, you were military. I got orders.

I was military. And in the 110th, we had each other's backs.

You didn't have my back.

Well, I'm not here to have your back.

I'm here to work a case with you 'cause people have been killed

-and we can catch who did it. -And to make your bones

and lose your nickname, and that's not gonna happen if we let Davos get away.

And it's not gonna happen if I defy orders and get kicked back down to patrol.

You can't believe this is just protocol.

Ah, what do you know about what I believe, huh? You barely know me.

Aw, shit.

Know you well enough to know you're gonna be pissed.

Yeah, about what?

Neagley!

Neagley!

Hey!

Fuck.

What do you see?

My father.

He's coming out of the kitchen.

With a knife.

He thinks my mom's been cheating.

She's crying.

Can you see it happening?

I see it.

I feel it.

I smell the casserole burning.

Why is it burning?

Because Mommy's on the ground.

Fail. Fail.

Again.

The only thing you fucks seem capable of

is failure.

We-we get a little closer each time.

I'm afraid.

Dad yells to look away.

Look at this guy.

Is he ready to get back to the board meeting?

-No. -No, no.

Can he get behind the wheel and drive home to his wife and kids?

-Uh, no. -No.

He's out of his fucking mind.

We need people

to process the drug in 30 minutes.

Not an hour.

Not 45.

Not however long it's gonna take Buzz Aldrin

to get back to Earth.

What number formulation is this?

Uh, 91.

Ninety-goddamn-one.

Four years

I have been down in this hole with you people,

and we still aren't hitting the mark.

The board of directors is this close to pulling funding,

and then all of this... the research, the money,

the thousand-odd days I've spent with

this wingnut and his goddamn flower power crew up top...

it is all a waste

if you can't fix the drug!

This is Pierce.

Find him first.

Hey.

You tried to have her shot

in the middle of Chicago

while she was with a cop.

You told me to take care of her. Make up your mind.

She's looking into us. She's roped in the police.

That's why I wanted her run off the road.

It has to look like an accident.

Fucking incompetent.

Ask him if he can hear his mother crying.

What?

Cops are here asking about you.

Not surprised. I'm kind of on the run. Is York pissed?

Think he's covering for you.

When was the last time you heard from her?

I don't know. Couple days ago.

She doesn't really have a set schedule,

-you know? -Must be nice.

-Mm. -So, any idea where we can find her?

What's with the urgency? I mean,

it sounds like it was self-defense and she was with one of your own.

-We just want to talk to her. -Didn't answer my question.

I'm usually the one who asks the questions.

Yeah, me too.

-I was on the job in New York, 25 years. -Yeah, I know.

Until you got run out for tipping your elbow, right?

I'm ten years clean.

You want to see the chip?

Make sure to call us when she shows.

They're leaving.

Good. Now help me find Davos.

-There's that charm. -I'll be nice later.

Right now we have a window to find him.

He's got a gusher of an arm wound and not a lot of time to get sewn up.

Where does he go for treatment?

Pharmacy?

You didn't see the blood pool. Self-care is not an option.

Physician's office? Hold the team at gunpoint,

force them to patch him up?

Maybe, but that's a big roll of the dice

that a GP has what he needs.

Skells keep sawbones on call for patchwork

when their injuries can't get reported to the cops.

Search the Department of Professional Regulation

for any doctors with revoked or suspended licenses in the last ten years.

Cross-reference that with any dee-wee's or drug charges.

We need desperate former docs who need money to feed their addiction.

Okay, on it.

Hmm. Finding lots of suspensions.

More than you'd think.

Kind of worrisome, really.

Uh, hold on.

-Where is she? -Who?

Come on, I know you've been helping Neagley.

Barely spoken to the woman. As you know, I'm not a fan.

All right, listen, these cops who were here... they weren't good guys.

They were zombies. They got nothing behind the eyes

and they got their sights set on Neagley.

I worked with guys like that when I wore a badge.

She has a problem.

You hear from her, you have her call me

right away.

If she calls, I'll let her know.

-Right away. -Mm.

You hear all that?

-Yup. -I'm not enamored

with having to lie to my boss...

you know, the guy who's actually paying me.

My knowledge is payment. That was the deal.

Bullshit. When this Echo Canyon thing's done,

there's something I want to talk to you about.

That will be the payment.

Help me find out what that farm is hiding, I'm all yours.

-Has Keno checked in? -I'm not expecting him for a few hours.

Check your phone. You're gonna have your hands full.

I've got six quacks

who've been convicted for drug possession and two DUI pleas so far.

I don't have time to track down eight doctors. Davos will be dead.

I'll call back.

Come on, let me in. I know you're there.

I'm not gonna arrest you, all right?

You know what kind of an asshole you made me look like?

The kind of asshole you were acting like?

I was doing my job.

How'd you know I was here?

I knew you'd want a gun. Figured a retired cop would have one.

Come on, leave the gun. Let's go.

Unless you're willing to use severe physical force bringing me in...

which I doubt because you know I did nothing wrong... shut up and help me.

I don't see you reaching for your cuffs.

Yeah, well, you're putting me in a bad spot.

No, your superiors are.

They're trying to keep me from Davos, which isn't gonna happen

because you're gonna help me track down whichever shady doc

is treating him, probably as we speak.

How the hell do I help with that?

There are people you know who know the Chicago underworld

who could point us in the right direction.

My cousin? No. That's not happening.

Well, I'm gonna go talk to him. You can come or not.

Well, he won't give you anything for free.

Then I'll owe him something.

What makes you think

I would know where to find a sawbones?

Uh, 'cause you're a professional scumbag.

Have a nice day.

Look. I don't care about your guys' beef,

and I'm sorry things got physical the last time,

but we're here, hat in hand.

Maybe we can do something for you?

Oh, yeah. What you got for trade?

Well, I got "fuck you." Got an extra "fuck you" in my pocket.

You know what, I got a case of "fuck you" in the car.

Ah, it's a shame. Think I could've helped.

Gimme two.

Come on, we'll find the doc another way.

You use any of these guys?

Well, not two of 'em.

-Why not? -Because they're dead.

Heart attack. Covid.

Look at that.

I just shortened your list by 25%.

Any of these doctors have kids, age 16 to 20?

What does that matter?

When your kids are young, college is a theoretical.

When they get older, it's a bill you have to pay,

and you do stupid shit to make money.

Looks and smarts. You two twisting the sheets?

You watch your fucking manners.

Ooh. I hit a nerve.

Teenage kids. Any of these doctors have them?

Yes. But no more free tastes.

What's the freight here?

What the hell does he want?

All I want

is for the truth

to finally come out.

You know who to call, cuz.

No fucking way.

Be a man and finally do what's right.

Call her. Tell her.

You call her right now, I'll point out the doctor on that list.

There's a 100% chance that's where your guy's gone.

Clock's ticking. Make the call.

Yeah, Huddy. Make the call.

-Hello? -Hey, Grandma, it's Huddy.

Hudson? Everything okay?

Yeah. Yeah, everything's, uh...

everything's good. Uh...

Hey, do you remember when I was 12?

You know, that window in the garage door?

Tell her now.

Fuck you.

I broke it.

It's... it's okay.

-Actually, Mickey foul tipped. -Oh, you son of a bitch.

You always threw too hard!

Fucking Randy Johnson with the windup.

-Your swing sucked. Always too early. -Fuck you.

You broke the window and you ruined Easter.

-No. Take it back or no deal. -Fuck you. -Hey!

-How about that? -Hey, calm the fuck down.

Hudson? Hudson?

Hey, Grandma. Uh...

Look...

Actually, I...

I broke that window, and, uh,

Mickey got blamed for it, but it was my fault.

-It's okay. This was 20 years ago. -I know.

Anyways, I got to go. I love you.

Kiss Aunt Ginny for me. Take your meds. We'll see you Sunday.

Oh, fuck off.

You got what you wanted, now spill.

It's Jens Waller. Opioid head with kids.

He's the only guy doing side work right now. You need patching up,

that's where you go.

What?

Oh, what are you looking at, huh?

You're the one who was lying to Grandma for 20 years.

You're the one who doesn't even visit his own father.

That's right. My father.

Not yours.

Yeah. And I'm still

- out to Big Muddy every two weeks - Fuck off.

To see him. You can't even

drag your ass out there once!

It's a fucking disgrace.

♪ I am a lineman for the county...

Local anesthetic should take effect in a minute.

♪ And I drive the main road...

♪ Searching in the sun for another...

I will be back to stitch you up.

♪ I hear you singing in the wire ♪

♪ I can hear you...

Hey, who are you? I don't want any trouble.

Oh, fuck.

This is real simple, Davos.

You tell us what they're hiding at Echo Canyon,

and we'll get you to a real doctor.

You don't, you die.

Fuck you.

This won't be my first rodeo getting someone to talk.

Midazolam. Perfect sedative for a surgery.

Keeps you calm and dulls the pain, but you're awake the whole time.

Little known fact:

the CIA debated using it as a truth serum

on 9/11 suspects.

Always wondered if it worked.

Guess we'll find out together.

How the hell does an animal that makes bacon also make this?

It smells like

a shit took a shit.

Stop making me laugh. I can't shovel if I'm laughing.

How much longer do we have to do this?

No, everything hurts. All the time.

Lawrence says the world gives us pain and suffering

to make us stronger.

I see you've had some suffering.

Yeah, not for a few weeks now.

-You too? -Not for a few years.

Well, have we moved enough crap yet to earn lunch? I'm starving.

I would kill for a pastrami on rye.

We don't eat meat here or rye

or refined sugar or caffeine

or processed foods.

Just plant protein and complex carbs with no gluten.

Hm.

The testing is getting very close.

Had some, uh, some real progress today.

The PI... she's still alive.

Yes. Yeah. She's capable, but not indestructible.

We're gonna take another run at her.

I'm sending my own people.

You're not getting another bite at that apple.

Uh, okay, understood, but I promise you

that I'm-I'm fully capable of...

Hey, that dude didn't look like an acolyte.

What goes on there?

The barn's not for neophytes.

Not even supposed to go near it.

It's all for the project at the sister farm.

What sister farm project?

It's a project to bring renewal and betterment to mankind

through Lawrence's teachings.

The barn is where you're prepped before you get sent to the sister farm.

Lawrence must personally invite you there.

You can't just take a look?

It's not for us to question Lawerence.

Just finish that and then we'll eat, okay?

Mandy. You were on laundry duty last night?

Yeah.

You never cleaned out the lint trap.

Could've burned down the entire farm.

Judith wants to know...

are you incompetent or just stupid?

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

That doesn't answer her question.

Stupid, I guess.

Leave her alone or you two won't be

wearing pig shit, you'll be eating it.

Oh, you'll win, but you ain't getting out of it with all your teeth.

That's strike two.

Hey...

You shouldn't have done that.

You're a probationer and they're acolytes.

They're assholes.

You let people walk all over you, it's real easy to become the world's doormat.

Thank you for sticking up for me.

Let's eat.

Yeah.

He's half-baked.

Let's do it.

Theodore.

Nice to know the name of the guy who's been trying to kill me.

I don't feel good.

Then you should want to cooperate so we can get you to a doctor

that doesn't use Glade Pluglns in his operating room.

Army Rangers?

The 78th?

You with them in Ghazni?

That's a yes.

This isn't the first time you've had to deal with real pain,

is it, Theo?

Ghazni, Afghanistan, '05?

I can tell from the magnesium burns.

You don't need to fight me.

I was a soldier, too.

I know about the 78th.

You guys were tough.

Your platoon was out sweeping for a Taliban leader when you ran into a trap.

Heard the IED was some old

Russian-made magnesium that

took out half your squad.

The ambush took out the other half.

Only three survived.

Guess you were one of 'em.

I don't want to talk about that.

I'm guessing,

after the attack,

you got your medical discharge,

some meds, and was dropped off in the civilian world,

only to find that...

there wasn't a great market for trained killers.

So you took whatever job you could find,

spent all your time on hold with the VA,

hoping they could stop your pain,

and every loud noise sounded like a gunshot.

Then along comes Lawrence Cole...

who offers you comfort

and family at Echo Canyon.

And you jump at the chance,

even if he makes you do things that you don't want to do anymore.

Like make you his personal killer.

Was your partner Ford with you in Afghanistan?

He used both of you.

He's going to cure Ford and me.

He's going to save everyone.

How?

He's working on the cure.

For all of us.

He's a portal of truth.

He could cure you.

I've been watching you for days.

You got no life,

no friends.

Just work and home.

Solitary.

Alone.

Did Cole send someone to run me off the road?

Did Cole send you to kill Charlie Halle in the trailer park?

Did you know Charlie had a little girl?

And you took her father away.

I took a lot of fathers away.

Did Lawrence Cole have Tommy Crane killed?

It broke Tommy's parents.

They deserve to know what happened to him.

Did Cole have Tommy killed?

Y... Yes.

Lawrence, forgive me.

Did you do it?

He wanted Tommy dead.

Tell me why.

Oh, d...

Please.

Please, I need a doctor.

Tell me. Tell me why Cole wanted Tommy killed.

Hey.

I'm gonna grab your arm if you don't move that blade.

He is our ticket. He is evidence.

You cannot kill him and we cannot let him die.

Hey, hey. Theo.

Hey, hey. Stay with us.

Will you testify to what you just told us?

That Cole had Tommy Crane murdered?

I don't want to kill anymore.

We've got our witness.

Someone in the department thinks like we do.

Or they were tipped off to where Davos would go.

We got to get him out of here.

-Nah, you're spinning. -The fact that they got to him

this fast while trying to keep me from finding him...

it's hinky.

I'll write up a report,

and I'll get Davos' statement as soon as he's out of surgery.

Here. Put these on.

-Excuse me? -I'm facing a ration of shit

'cause you got away.

Let me put on a show.

I tracked you here, I'm bringing you in.

You're out in an hour.

Hold this. It's important.

-Hands up! -Hey, hey, hey,

hey, hey! Easy, boys.

I tracked her here. Bad guy's cuffed inside.

You tracked her here?

How?

Good old-fashioned legwork.

How'd you end up here?

I get a real bad feeling from that guy.

Yeah, on this, I don't disagree.

Shit.

Stay here.

Hey, hey, hey. What the fuck's going on?

He... he reached for my gun.

He was half-sedated.

That's what happened.

He reached for the gun.

I saw it.

He reached for the gun.

I need an ambulance now at 234 Logan Avenue.

You heard from Neagley yet?

Radio silence.

Where the hell were you?

You were supposed to call 30 minutes ago.

They don't bake. Okay? It's all low-carb and gluten-free and shit.

They don't have any rye flour on the farm.

Then why did Tommy mail some to Neagley?

'Cause he's a dust head.

He sent it for a reason, and you were sent to the farm to find out.

Look, I'm working on it, okay?

The whole place is crazy. They have all these rules.

And there's some weird barn no one's even allowed to look at.

Dudes in suits come and go out of it,

working on some shit they call the project.

Sounds like you need to check out that barn.

They're clearly hiding something in there.

It's in the middle of a field a couple hundred yards away from the main compound.

I'd be spotted in seconds.

-Not in the middle of the night. -Yo,

how about we pull the rip cord on this thing and I get out of here?

Keno, you can do this.

You're making progress. You got to follow this thread.

I'm not a cop.

I'm not a PI, okay?

No, you're a guy who owes a fortune on the street that you can't pay.

Now, how can you get to that barn?

I'll figure it out.

Okay. Good.

You're doing a good job.

Be careful.

Yo, don't do that.

All right? You yell at me one second, kind of make fun of me,

and then you pretend to be my friend 'cause you want something from me.

Just like all the mean pretty girls in school did.

Keno, let me be clear.

I'm not your friend.

I barely know you.

But I don't want something to happen to you either.

Two things can be true at the same time.

So, please, keep your head down and be safe.

And thank you for the compliment.

I didn't compliment you.

I said the mean girls in school were pretty and that you were mean, too.

Two things can be true at the same time.

Touché.

Thanks.

You can go.

-No charges. -That easy?

An Army vet with no priors and the alleged victim is dead?

A.D.A. thought Plemel was out of his mind for even bringing you down here.

Little light.

Not giving your gun back in the station.

You look through this?

I am a detective.

That have anything to do with your dad lying to you about your haphephobia?

Maybe.

There's stuff in there about your teachers being worried about your behavior

when you were six.

What happened when you were six?

No clue.

You really interested?

Or just trying to deflect from the fact that your friends executed Davos?

They are not my friends.

Who's the cop that shot him?

-Murphy. -Who the hell's Murphy?

He's Deputy Chief Plemel's godson.

Plemel didn't want me to come after Davos

'cause Lawrence Cole was worried I could get him to talk.

And so he made it so he'd never talk again.

Look, I said something today that I regret.

You were right.

Moving forward,

I have your back, Neagley.

Someone comes at you, they come at me.

Full stop.

Okay.

Same.

So...

now we know Cole is able to do more than kill people on train tracks

and trailer parks.

He's got enough juice to pay off cops to take out witnesses.

And Tommy must have been a witness to some shit on that farm.

And I still have no idea why he was even there in the first place.

Guess we're back to the one lead we have.

-Rye flour. -Rye flour.

My family.

What a beautiful evening.

What a lovely night

we get to spend together.

I am honored

to have been put on this Earth for

the sole purpose of caring

and providing for you all.

And part of that is rewarding you

for the loyalty

and the love you have shown me

and each other.

So...

like Sir Elton John,

my gift to you tonight...

is my song.

♪ I am the passenger ♪

♪ a nd I ride and I ride ♪

♪ I ride through the city's backsides ♪

♪ I see the stars come out of the sky ♪

♪ Yeah, the bright and hollow sky ♪

♪ You know it looks so good tonight ♪

♪ I am the passenger ♪

♪ I stay under glass ♪

♪ I look through my window so bright ♪

♪ I see the stars come out tonight ♪

♪ I see the bright and hollow sky ♪

♪ Over the city's ripped-back sky...

Hey, man, when's our shift end? I want to see the show.

I hope soon.

♪ Singing la, la, la ♪

♪ la, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ Singing la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪

Goddamn it.

♪ La, la, la ♪

♪ la, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪

Thank you. Thank you.

-Hey. -Yo, I'm in the barn.

There's nothing here.

Well, keep looking.

I mean, there's nothing to keep looking at, bro.

It's a barn.

And there are guards packing heat outside.

What the hell is that noise?

What's going on?

There's a goddam elevator coming up out of the ground.

It's got someone on it.

Aw, dude, he's naked.

Oh, fuck.

-What? -He fucking saw me.

Hi.

What's up?

You know, you're kind of standing at attention there.

You want to go get some pants on or something?

Want to see something cool?

Keno.

Talk to me. What's going on?

No, don't...

Nothing hurts anymore.

Bro, we got to get you to a hospital.

I think I'm all better now.

Y-You are not better.

You are so much worse.

Keno.

Quiet, they'll hear you.

I can't let you out of my sight, can I, Doyle?

Oh, Christ.

What did you do?

I don't feel any pain.

Yeah, you will tomorrow.

Let's...

get you to Dr. Green.

Renée?

I was wrong about the rye flour.

♪ La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ Get into the car ♪

♪ We'll be the passenger ♪

♪ We'll ride through the city tonight ♪

♪ We'll see the city's ripped backsides ♪

♪ We'll see the bright and hollow sky ♪

♪ We'll see the stars that shine so bright ♪

♪ Oh, stars made for us tonight ♪

♪ Oh, the passenger ♪

♪ how, how he rides ♪

♪ Oh, the passenger ♪

♪ and he rides and he rides ♪

♪ He looks through his window ♪

♪ What does he see? ♪

♪ He sees the sign and hollow sky ♪

♪ He sees the stars come out tonight ♪

♪ He sees the city's ripped backsides ♪

♪ He sees the winding ocean drive ♪

♪ And everything was made for you and me ♪

♪ All of it was made for you and me ♪

♪ 'cause it just belongs to you and me ♪

♪ So let's take a ride ♪

♪ and see what's mine ♪

♪ Singing la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪