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Previously on Sheriff Country...

(gunshot)

- Move, move, move! - Boone, what are you doing?

I'm gonna try and find another way in.

You could be walking into an ambush.

CASSIDY: Boone, this is insane.

PETAR: It's the kid who was dating Donna.

SONNY: Petar, and you brought him here?

My mother's inside.

- WES: Who might this be? - EVA: Sonny's mother, Anna.

Stoyanov.

She's basically a civilian.

I'm so lucky your standards are so low.

Yeah? What's it say about you

that you're struggling to meet them?

Donna, your preliminary tox screen

showed a synthetic opioid called cychlorphine in your system.

It's more lethal than fentanyl.

There are trafficked girls being held

against their will up in Deadwater.

BOONE: The Stoyanovs,

they're behind all this.

(grunting)

? ?

- (laughing) - Dudes.

Yo. Finally, bro.

Everybody, into the classroom.

Everyone take a beaker.

- I already took my chem final. - (laughs)

Brian, pass these out, would you?

- What is this? - A little reward

for surviving midterms.

- Yes, sir. Thank you. - Coming right up.

- (laughter) - OLIVIA: Thank you.

- Oh. - AARON: Watch and learn.

(laughter)

Sick.

AARON: See how the smoke's coming down?

- Yeah. - That's exactly what we wanted.

- GRACE: Oh, my gosh. - BRIAN: Cyclone, baby.

(laughter)

(sighs)

Perfect. Again, keep going.

- Yeah. - One,

two...

...three.

(inhales deeply)

(all exhaling)

(laughter)

- (rapid breathing) - Olivia? Olivia, hey.

Aaron? Guys?

?

MICKEY: All right, status report.

- Where are we? - We're making progress

against the Stoyanovs on both fronts.

On the trafficked women, Dale's daughter Donna

gave descriptions of the girls

that she saw at the Stoyanovs' grow house.

We're running it through the missing persons database.

If we get hits, I'll bring the photos back to Donna.

Hopefully, we can I.D. some of the girls that way.

Okay. Have Pe�a comb through the results with you.

Any intel we can get on those girls

can help us locate the grow house.

Copy that.

Where are we at with the Stoyanovs' new synthetic opioid?

Cyclone.

I've got deputies checking with their CIs

for word of street dealers or additional labs.

- So far, it's been quiet. - Okay.

Let's hope it stays that way.

I have to say, this is nice.

Working with people I actually trust.

Does that mean Deputy Director Santos

doesn't qualify for that?

Have you ever seen the movie Bad Parents?

Just Horrible Bosses.

- Was that a dig? - (chuckles)

- Ah-ah-ah. - What?

Is that the last one?

Halfsies?

(cell phone dings and vibrates)

Five Edgewater State students

were brought into Edge Med last night.

- Possible drug overdose. - Cyclone.

Sheriff. Lieutenant Boone.

Dr. Henshaw asked me to meet you.

I was the first person to identify

cychlorphine in Edgewater, so...

You're our local expert.

My mom would be so proud.

MICKEY: Of the kids who overdosed,

are any of them willing to talk to us?

Only one of them is awake.

? ?

Are my friends okay? Aaron? And Olivia?

Look, the doctors are doing everything they can.

You got really lucky.

That is a dangerous drug you're messing with.

Where'd you buy it?

I didn't. Just heard about it.

People say it's a great high,

and no one's gonna bust you for having paper

in your dorm room, you know?

Okay, so if you didn't buy it, then who did?

I don't want to get my friends in trouble.

Your friends are already in trouble, man.

You can help us stop anybody else from getting hurt.

Aaron.

He bought it at the campus bookstore.

I guess you go in,

you ask the clerk with the pink highlights.

It's like...

pages ripped out of a book.

Was anything of Aaron's recovered from the scene?

BOONE: Obviously, the whole

"desk duty" thing has been put on hold,

but I'd still like to take you to that concert.

Cool. Yeah.

Weyes Blood is playing in Eureka on Saturday.

Oh.

This Saturday, I'll be working.

But, um, once things settle down, maybe next month?

I mean, aliens could take over the planet by then.

How are my stitches holding up?

Shh.

Does the sheriff not know that you opened your wound back up?

It is one thing to keep it from your doctor, Boone-

- Emmy, Emmy, shh. - No, Nate.

You're not only risking your health.

This could impact your job,

- other deputies... - MICKEY: Boone.

- Yeah? - There's a book here

with some pages torn out of it.

And the price tag says it comes from

Edgewater State bookstore.

- Clerk with the pink highlights. - Mm-hmm.

Emmy, can you test these torn edges for Cyclone?

I can confirm it and call as soon as I have the results.

- Sheriff Fox. - Emmy.

(door opens)

(door closes)

Everything okay?

Yeah, great.

Okay, 'cause, you know,

if you two need a minute, I could, uh...

We're good.

A week ago, Cyclone was in the jails

and Donna Hawkins got it from her boyfriend

at a private party.

And now it's being sold all over campus,

and anyone can get it who knows how to find it.

The Stoyanovs are really scaling up their operations.

Sheriff Fox.

Deputy Director Santos. You should have called.

Uh, this couldn't wait.

Well, it'll have to.

In case I wasn't clear yesterday,

I'm no longer part of your task force.

I'm gonna protect my community the way I see fit.

- Now, if you'll excuse us. - Mickey.

Please.

I'll be right outside.

Wes didn't come back to the trailer last night.

Have you met my dad?

Going AWOL is one of his favorite activities.

This isn't that.

I put a tracker on his phone

when he joined the task force.

It went dark 12 hours ago.

I pulled up his last known location,

and my agents found his phone in a parking lot off Route 9.

His truck was there, too.

So I pulled CCTV footage

from the location.

No plates.

MICKEY: That's the same make and model

as the car that kidnapped Dale Hawkins' daughter.

Oh, my God.

Dad.

(Wes grunting)

(groaning)

(breathing heavily)

Get back here, you sucker-punching son of a bitch!

Get your ass back here!

I want to speak to Petar!

That's no way to treat a friend!

Uh-oh.

Oh. Oh, hey.

How long have the bastards had you in here?

? ?

MICKEY: Wes is blown.

The Stoyanovs know that he's our inside man.

- Mickey- - Otherwise, how else would he

have known about the bug in the bakery?

They're gonna kill him.

- If they haven't already. - Sheriff.

At this point, we don't know anything for sure.

If the Stoyanovs were gonna kill him,

why would they put the hood over his head?

Why not just kill him right there?

I'm supposed to find comfort in that,

the fact that I didn't see my father murdered on camera?

It's not comfort. It's logic.

Logic?

Yes, this could be a test.

And if Wes passes, he is exactly where

he was planning to go: undercover.

So this is all going according to plan?

Of course not.

I mean, any undercover op

is bound to go sideways at some point.

Is that how Maria saw my father and I?

As an undercover op that went sideways?

What?

For 35 years, you could've chosen

to come back and blow up my life.

My sweet 16,

birth of your granddaughter, but you chose now?

Under these circumstances?

To put us all in this situation?

If something happens to my dad...

...so help me,

you better get the hell out of town

and hope that I do not ever find you.

Mickey, I know you're angry and scared.

I know you don't want to have anything to do with me.

But the way that we can help Wes

is by redoubling our efforts to take down the Stoyanovs.

We've got to preserve his cover

and assume that he's working his side while we work ours.

Wes is doing what he's supposed to do,

finding someone who can testify.

You know I'm right.

Fine.

But we're gonna do it my way, with my people.

From here on out, I am in charge of this investigation.

(busy chatter)

Everything okay?

I need to deal with something.

I want you and Cassidy

to work the lead that Brian gave us.

Campus bookstore.

Pink highlights.

Yeah, dosed copies of Ulysses.

Wear plain clothes.

- I don't want to tip our hand. - Okay.

Maybe I could pass as a super senior.

Maybe, but, um...

This is a normal haircut.

Like, lots of non-cops have this haircut.

Not the haircut. The grays.

- (soda can opens) - Actually, you know what?

Cassidy's probably less conspicuous.

Got you.

Hey, are you sure you're good?

Let me know what you find out.

CASSIDY: I'm thinking lit major?

(Boone chuckles)

BOONE: You mean professor, right?

CASSIDY: Okay, grad student. A young one.

I'm worried about Mickey.

She seemed okay earlier, but then, just now,

something was off.

To be honest, I'm worried about both of you.

The other day, the way you ran

into that suspect's house without waiting for backup

while taking fire- that wasn't like you, Boone.

Not to mention a serious breach of protocol.

Oh. Thank you for the tip.

It's not nothing, Boone. You could've gotten shot. Again.

I'm sorry, how many bars do you have on your collar?

Oh, that's right. None.

I am Mickey's number two.

I will do whatever my sheriff asks of me,

whenever she asks it,

by whatever means necessary, because that's my job.

All right, dude. I wasn't gonna bring it up,

but since the gloves are off.

I think I know what this is about.

Please enlighten me.

I heard what Mickey said when she was drunk.

Which you and I both agreed, Cassidy-

Never happened.

But it did happen.

And I can't unhear it.

You told her how you felt,

and she "made the wrong choice."

- You're in love with her. - No.

That's why you rushed back to work after you got shot,

and now it's clouding your judgment.

Okay, look.

I had feelings for Mickey.

I put them away. I did.

And the reason that I rushed back

is because she is not okay.

That son of a bitch Alec Kane, her mom,

and now the Stoyanovs? These are-

I know these guys from Oakland.

These are bad, bad guys.

Edgewater is in real trouble.

And if somebody's not holding the ECSO together,

it's all gonna fall apart.

The ECSO's a team.

Not one person, not even Mickey,

can carry that burden alone.

If you keep going like this,

you're gonna burn yourself out,

- Boone. - Pink highlights.

You're up.

? ?

Hi. I'm looking for Ulysses.

Uh, yeah. Fiction, "J" for Joyce.

Right. Um...

I'm looking for the special edition.

Sorry.

I'm not really good at this.

I'm cramming to defend my thesis right now,

and I really need something to turn my brain off

for, like, ten seconds.

My housemate said that the paper stuff was really good for that.

I have cash.

You want this one.

Okay, Courtney.

This is what's gonna happen.

You're gonna give me all the dosed books

that you have back there, and then I'm going to leave.

Ten minutes after I leave,

you're gonna take your lunch break,

and then you're gonna get into that black sedan

parked across the street.

This doesn't have to get messy.

But if you don't work with us,

this place is gonna be swarming with cops in two minutes,

and then it'll get real messy, real quick.

See you in ten.

(exhales sharply)

Petar was Wes's last known

point of contact on the Stoyanov crew.

I had my guys sitting at his MMA gym

all morning, but he's a no-show.

Uh, I've been piecing together traffic cam footage from CHP,

trying to follow the route of the black SUV.

They're headed into Deadwater.

Basically the Bermuda Triangle.

Damn it.

(door opens)

(sighs)

Son of a bitch.

? ?

I'm Sonny Stoyanov.

Petar's boss. I know who you are.

(handcuffs snapping)

Sorry, that's no way to treat a Deadwater legend.

What can I say?

Boys play too many video games.

Your boys could've left me a radio or something.

Gets a little lonely.

My roommate, he's, uh,

he's not much of a conversationalist.

(Sonny laughing)

Thanks for the tip about the listening device at the bakery.

You really came through for us.

If this is how you show your gratitude,

I wouldn't want to be on your bad side.

Well, then it's your lucky day.

First...

look me in the eye and convince me you're not a rat.

? ?

(sniffs)

If I didn't think that I'd end up like my pal over there,

I'd spit in your face for even asking me that.

I just might do it anyway.

Okay.

(laughing)

Okay, good.

I have a problem that only the great Wes Fox

can help me with.

?

SONNY: This grow has produced prime bud like clockwork.

But the last few months, it looks like

someone took a leak on it.

My grower's tried everything he can think of.

Oh, really? That fool in the barn?

Nah. Nah, he's at the bottom of the Eel River.

I need you to fix this for me.

(sighs)

That why you brought me here?

Figure out what's wrong with your grow?

This was my dad's first field,

so I'm not gonna let it fail on my watch.

Yeah, Petar told me.

You're Konstantin's boy.

Do I look like anybody's boy?

Do I look like anybody's indentured servant?

Yep, I'm your man.

I will guarantee you that this will be

the finest weed that you or your daddy ever grew.

But in return, I'm gonna need a guarantee

that I get my land back.

That's all I ever wanted in the first place.

Don't disappoint me.

MICKEY: Courtney Ulrich, senior at Edgewater State.

Dean's list, full scholarship.

You have everything going for you,

so why'd you start dealing?

We have you dead to rights on distribution,

and there are three kids in the ICU

who are still unresponsive.

If you don't want to throw away your entire future,

I suggest you start talking.

(door opens)

Hey, Campbell, I took those missing girl files

to Donna Hawkins.

She flagged three maybes.

- Thanks, Pe�a. - Yeah.

Keep up the good work.

(door closes)

BOONE: Give us something, Courtney.

We need your help here.

Anything.

You got to help us out.

Courtney, how long have the Stoyanovs had your sister?

(voice shaking): I'm sorry.

I was just trying to help Molly.

She had a problem with drugs.

It started after our mom died, but then she had gotten clean.

She was turning everything around.

And then she met some guys.

She started going to parties.

They weren't good guys.

I tried to warn her, but she said that I didn't trust her.

Then what happened?

She vanished.

When was this?

Uh, a month ago.

I reported it to campus police, but then I got a text.

It was a photo of Molly.

She had a gun to her head.

They said that she was working off a drug debt.

Just like Donna Hawkins.

They told me that I had to start dealing for them.

That it was the only way to help Molly,

to make sure that she was safe.

- Who told you this? - I don't have a name.

Just a number I-I text,

and some guy shows up with a box of books.

What's gonna happen to Molly?

We're gonna find her, but we need your help.

We need you to place an order for Cyclone.

Okay, it's really important that everything

is business as usual.

We don't want the people that have your sister

to know that anything has changed.

Can you do that for me, Courtney?

(distant chatter)

?

MAN: Hey, get the gate open!

? ?

Oh, looks good enough to eat.

So, eat.

Ah.

Blagodarya.

God bless you.

What?

I thought that meant "thank you."

(laughing): "Thank you." It does.

But I was born in Bakersfield, honey.

I'm Anna Stoyanov.

Oh.

I'm Wes Fox.

Ah, the farmer.

I hear you're going to revive my husband's grow.

Mm. Anything to get my land back.

Oh. Hmm, sorry.

(grunts)

Since you're the only thing of beauty around here,

I'm gonna guess that's yours.

Thanks.

I was looking for it.

I, um... I know your husband by reputation, but...

what happened?

A stroke.

Two years ago.

He was a great man,

and the love of my life.

In sickness and in health, right?

(grunts)

- You married? - Ha. No.

I've given up on the institution.

(Anna chuckles)

I've just decided, every four or five years,

I'm gonna find a woman who hates me and buy her a house.

(laughs)

So, this green thumb of yours,

does it only work on marijuana,

or could you possibly save my hydrangeas?

Could've saved myself a lot of trouble over the years

if I'd just stuck to hydrangeas.

(chuckles)

All right, Courtney says that the reorders

take at least a day or two.

I'll start a rotation. Me, Pe�a, Chang.

We'll sit on the bookshop until the re-ups arrive.

CASSIDY: Mickey, I was thinking,

I know you're not on the best terms with your dad right now,

but if these girls are being held up in Deadwater,

maybe Wes could help.

BOONE: Mick, I could talk to him.

Look, you never even have to look at that bastard again

if you don't want to.

(Eva clears throat)

Wes was abducted by the Stoyanovs roughly 18 hours ago.

He was working with the DEA as a confidential informant.

Wes was your inside man.

Mickey, why didn't you tell us?

That was at my insistence.

To protect the investigation, I asked Mickey

to put up a firewall between the task force

and her role as sheriff.

Wes's involvement remains

on a strict need-to-know basis.

But right now, I think

your sheriff needs you to know.

He's probably fine, but...

It's scary not knowing.

And we are here for you, Mick, okay?

We are gonna find him.

- Your plants are being poisoned. - Poisoned?

- Mm-hmm. - By what?

Cannabis is like any other plant.

It needs three things to grow.

First is sunlight. No problem.

Second is good soil.

Now, that's where the problem comes in-

What's wrong with the soil?

It tastes like pool cleaner.

You ate the soil?

Your groundwater's contaminated.

- How is that possible? - Mm-mm-mm.

Probably runoff from somewhere.

Not using any, uh, heavy chemicals

around here or anything, are you?

You don't worry about that.

Mm.

You want to keep killing perfectly good bud,

that's your business.

But I have done my job,

so I will kindly ask you for my land back.

No, no, no, no, no. Slow down. Slow down.

Your job wasn't to tell me what was wrong with the plants.

Your job was to fix them.

This is your first harvest as the big cheese, huh?

It's not a good look to kill off daddy's grow.

(takes deep breath)

Give my guys a list, they'll bring you supplies.

(takes deep breath)

If there's a problem with the water,

fix the water.

Until then...

...you're not going anywhere.

(door closes)

(guitar strumming softly)

(door opens)

Where'd you find that thing?

Gathering dust out in the shed.

(chuckles)

Konstantin used to play.

- I miss the sound. - Close enough.

Play me something.

(playing gentle melody)

(doorbell rings)

What's wrong? Did something happen?

I'm worried about him.

Um, come in. I just made coffee.

(Eva sighs)

I couldn't sleep. I...

I just kept picturing...

I shouldn't bother you about this.

Well, my nephew Bode has a saying.

"If Wes is breathing, Wes is scheming,"

so we should have faith, I guess.

He still has that old thing?

MICKEY: Oh, that's his most prized possession.

That was a nickname I gave him.

Sly as an old fox.

Yeah, he told me you carved that on there

after the first time meeting him.

I didn't want him to forget me.

Yesterday...

...you said that I could have come back at any point

in the last 35 years.

That's not entirely true.

There were three men in the DEA

who knew about what happened here-

my transgression.

They would've made all of our lives very difficult

if the truth ever came out.

And worse if I tried to come back.

So I had to close that part of myself.

I had to.

I know it sounds terrible, but...

I never looked you up.

It was hard.

And some things made it easier.

Well, mostly Scotch.

Then years passed, and two of those men died.

And I got sober.

And then, three months ago,

my handler,

the closest thing I ever had to a father,

had a heart attack- a bad one.

I was the last person that he saw in the hospital.

He could barely speak.

But he gave me this.

You were drawing this the last time

that I saw you.

It just ripped me open.

I just needed to know everything about you.

And a month ago,

call it fate, call it God, call it random dumb luck,

the Stoyanovs

expanded their drug operations in Edgewater.

And I started to hear about an ethics investigation

into the local sheriff.

I thought that if I just met you,

if I just saw you once...

...it would be, it would be enough.

I don't know how I could have been so wrong.

Uh, Eva, I-

(cell phone ringing)

- Boone, yeah? - BOONE: Hey.

Pe�a and I are sitting on the bookstore.

New batch of Cyclone just arrived.

And guess who the delivery boy is: Petar.

Pick him up.

All right, magic time.

Abracadabra.

Ah.

Not bad. Not bad at all.

Yeah, come to find out

I know what the hell I'm talking about.

You can scale this up as big as you need, so...

All right. Uh, our deal.

We'll get to that later.

But first, I, uh...

left a little gift in your room.

Just a token for a job well done.

WES (sighs): I, uh...

I have no interest in whatever the boy

brought you down here for.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

We saw Sonny drag you up here.

Could tell you weren't here by choice, either.

Well, was it the bag over my head

or the AR in my back that clued you in?

Huh?

I'm Molly.

Well, hello, Molly.

I'm Wes.

You, uh, you said "we."

How many of you are there?

Four.

They keep us up in the attic.

They-they keep us hooked on this... paper.

It's Cyclone. That's what they call it.

And that's what's in the runoff.

Next thing we know, we're strung out

and-and forced...

You're safe with me.

None of us are safe.

I tried to run, and they caught me,

and now they bolt the door.

But I figured out how to jimmy the window open.

- There's a pipe that runs down- - (shushing)

Careful. We don't know who's watching.

Molly, it's 20 miles to the nearest road.

Sonny, he's got an army, and they got ATVs,

so you're-you're not getting out of Deadwater on-

We have to.

Priya is pregnant.

We have to get her out of here before she starts to show.

I promised her we're leaving tonight.

My-my sister Courtney...

I said that my sister Courtney would help us

if we can just make it to the road.

I promised all of them.

Molly, the sheriff is gonna bring these bastards down.

I'm helping her do it.

If I can guarantee that you'll be protected, would you testify?

Hell yes.

All right, here's what we're gonna do.

You're gonna round them up, all of them,

and, um, meet me at 10:00.

Meet me behind the utility shed.

I'm gonna find us some wheels.

You're coming with us?

Yeah.

There ain't nobody knows this mountain

better than Wes Fox.

MICKEY: You've worked for the family

- for 25 years. - You're right.

And we are like family.

Not like you Foxes.

We are loyal to our own.

We are having the books you delivered tested as we speak.

I'm pretty sure you're not gonna like what we find.

(door opens and closes)

I'm getting nowhere with him.

Just keep going. You'll find a crack.

I just want to scream, "Where the hell is my dad?"

I'm not at my best.

Petar is a longtime soldier for the Stoyanovs.

That kind of loyalty is very hard to break.

"Longtime soldier."

Hold up.

After that first meeting, didn't Wes say

that Petar wasn't happy with

- the new family leadership? - Yes.

He said he didn't like the direction

that Sonny was taking them.

Right, so if Petar said that to Wes,

he wasn't being very careful.

It could've easily gotten back to Sonny.

Keep him talking. I have an idea.

(Boone breathing heavily)

How long till we, uh, get these results?

20 minutes.

And the mouth breathing won't make it go any faster.

Emmy, I'm sorry about yesterday.

You're right, I-I should've told Mickey about my injury.

So why didn't you?

You know, me and Mickey, it's...

it's complicated.

Yeah.

- I get the feeling. - But...

I really, really like you, Emmy.

And I feel bad I can't take you to the concert,

so I thought maybe...

I can bring the concert to us.

- ? Friday night... ? - (laughs)

- This was smoother in my head. - (changes song)

- Got it. - That's pretty smooth.

- Is it? I got there. - (laughs)

("Real Thing" by Drugdealer ft. Weyes Blood playing)

We're really doing this now?

I mean, we have 18 minutes, right?

? Then you left me high and dry... ?

You are a walking red flag. You know that, right?

Have I told you I'm married?

- (both laugh) - ? It happened fast ?

? Like our world had to tumble and crash ?

I think a person just walked by.

No, I think you're seeing things.

? Seasons change and your love ?

- ? Didn't last ? - (laughter)

? Think I found someone who loves me ?

? Somebody that's so proud that they found me... ?

(door opens)

You said the Stoyanovs are like family.

I get it.

You and Konstantin were close,

but he is not calling the shots anymore.

Sonny is.

And you're no fan of his.

Everybody knows that. Even he knows.

That's why he set you up.

The cell phone used to text

Courtney Ulrich about the Cyclone deliveries:

in your name.

The cell phone that texted Courtney a photo of her sister

with a gun to her head:

also in your name.

That delivery truck you've been

driving around like an errand boy,

full of dosed books?

The registration is in your name.

Sonny doesn't see you as family, Petar.

He sees you as his fall guy.

So I'm gonna ask you one more time,

where are those labs?

Hmm.

Lab.

One lab.

On Deadwater.

A monster.

Show me.

? ?

(men laughing outside, chatting indistinctly)

- Where are you going? - Oh, Anna.

Uh...

Well...

I have done two stints in the federal penitentiary,

and this is starting to feel like a third,

so I'm out of here.

So, what's the tarp for?

Trying to hide something?

Or someone?

I warned Sonny you wouldn't like your gift.

That hair clip wasn't yours.

And you've known about these girls

the whole time, haven't you?

I'll take those keys, Wes.

Hey.

I'll come back.

Well, I'll come back, I'll grow Sonny the finest Kush

that he has ever sold.

Those girls know too much.

I won't let you put my child in danger.

Those girls are somebody's child.

Anna, what about their parents?

Their parents should have protected them better.

(honking horn)

? ?

(groaning)

Molly got you thinking you could play hero, huh?

Hey, I've been called a lot of things in my life,

but hero's not one of them.

I warned her what would happen if she tried this again.

Look, they had nothing to do with this.

It was all my idea.

(breathing heavily)

We're gonna show those girls what happens

when they put their trust in a busted old man.

? ?

JOEY: What the... They jimmied the window.

Son of a bitch!

JOEY: Where did the girls go?

Don't look at me. I was with you guys.

(grunts)

Sonny, if the girls make it back to town-

They won't.

They couldn't have gotten far.

Send Miro's guys after them.

Wait, wait. Come here. Come here.

Come here. Come here. Come here.

You tell Miro for me, if even one of those girls

gets off this mountain, I'll kill him myself.

- JOEY: Night night. - Wait.

He might know what the girls are planning.

WES: Ah, you're barking up the wrong tree

if you think I'm gonna tell you a damn thing.

(groaning)

(grunts)

Maybe not yet, but you will.

Take him to the barn, get started.

I'll meet you there.

(sirens wailing)

All deputies, lock in.

The turnoff is coming up.

Roger that, Adam One.

We're right behind you.

Be careful.

You, too.

(grunting)

So... sorry about the mess.

MICKEY (in distance): Sheriff's office! Drop your weapons!

(grunts)

(gunfire continues outside)

The cops are coming. They're almost past the gate.

We have to leave.

Now.

Torch the lab.

(gunfire continues)

(body thuds)

Moving in!

Clear!

Boone, Cassidy, you take the house.

Eva and I will take the lab.

Copy that.

You four, come with us.

All right, the rest of you are with us.

Let's form a perimeter around the lab.

Nobody gets past you.

No one.

Sonny says torch the lab.

MICKEY: Fire suppression to the lab. We need backup.

Eva, mask up.

Shooter!

Go, go, go!

Shooter!

OFFICER: Clear!

OFFICER 2: All clear.

OFFICER 3: Put that fire out.

BOONE: Mickey, we cleared the house.

Securing the rest of the property now.

Copy.

? ?

It's not good. We rounded up a bunch of guards

and growers, none of the Stoyanovs.

They must have seen us coming and split.

The girls were here.

There are four beds in a locked attic,

just like Donna said, but they're gone, Mickey.

We're too late.

EVA: Mickey! I need you in here.

What? What is it? Is it my dad?

He was here.

Wes was alive.

He was.

Where is he now?

Where are the girls?

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