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[Conrad] Cause of death, abdominal stab wound.

- [Carson] Is that piece bone? - [Conrad] Human bone.

My missing persons case

just turned into a murder

of his look-alike roommate.

[Rapp] Yeah, but there's something else going on here.

Maybe Logan was drugging Henry.

[Carson] That's the same powder as in Henry's room.

[Rapp] What if he wanted to become Henry?

Replace him?

- [Carson] Holy shit. - [Rapp] These are all dated.

[Carson] I think Logan was recording Henry's bedroom.

[Logan, on tape] Pam! What's my name?

[Carson] Logan was having sex with Pam Russell last night.

Rapp!

[?]

[Polish cover of "Strangers in the Night" playing]

[?]

[YAGA, in Ukrainian accent] A recipe for power

passed down from my mother,

and her mother,

and her mother before her.

A pinch of earth

from the base of an ancient tree,

the venom of an angry toad,

nine tears from a virgin defiled...

...the blood from a hen who no longer lays...

...all mixed by the steady hand

of one who dances with the Devil.

And then comes the hard part.

[nails tap glass]

[nails scraping glass]

I know you're fucking in there!

[banging glass]

["Strangers in the Night" resumes]

- [door closing] - This is bullshit.

I didn't do anything.

I said black, not milk.

[Carson] Oh. Uh, sorry.

I can go get you a new one.

Whatever. It's fine.

She's cute, huh?

- [Carson] Are you comfortable? - Who, Carson?

- Pam. - [Pam] Not really.

I've seen her at the gym.

I've been going a ton since the divorce.

Oh yeah?

Yeah.

[Carson exhales deeply]

I'm sorry for your loss.

Why am I here?

I know you and Logan knew each other.

We think you're one of the last people to see him alive.

What, 'cause I was at the party?

There was a million people at the party.

But not all of them

had relations with Logan in Henry's room... wearing wings.

Wings?

I think you're confusing me with someone else.

Well, no. There's a tape.

A...a tape?

Audio. From that night in Henry's room.

Logan used your name, asked you to call him "Henry."

And you think it's me because...?

Voice recognition software.

She's bluffing.

[Pam] You're lying.

[Carson] I wish I was.

Logan was making

tapes of Henry's bedroom activities.

They go back months.

I'm so sorry this is how you find out.

I know it's a betrayal of your privacy,

and Henry's.

Fuck you. And fuck Henry.

Well, you did.

Frequently.

I mean, you're on a lot of tapes.

At least it seems like Henry's great in bed,

or you're really good at faking it.

But then I guess all the other girls

would have to be good fakers too,

and there are a lot of other girls.

You did say that you're open,

though, right?

Have you guys already listened to all those tapes?

Not even close.

It's kinda fun, though, right?

Oh, yeah, it's a total dream

to listen to your boss's kid fuck all day.

[Carson] ...you were using Logan to get Henry back

for all the cheating,

but...

...looks like you were together junior year and senior year.

You and Logan dated for two years.

Weird you never mentioned that.

Alice Casey said

you were pressuring her good Christian boy.

To what?

Alice. Is she still slut-shaming me?

But honestly, we were 17, not 11.

[laughing] Fair.

What was Logan like when you were together?

He was a good guy.

A weirdo nerd for sure, but...

I didn't have a lot of friends growing up here.

I'm adopted,

and he was always really nice to me.

We dated, but we were never, like, together.

I don't know if...

if it was God, or if he liked boys.

Maybe he was just figuring himself out.

Maybe.

But you stayed friends?

Yeah.

Then you met Henry.

He came on so strong.

Neither of us had ever met anyone like him.

He literally swept us off our feet.

[Carson] Did the three of you

hang out together a lot?

All the time.

And Logan got obsessed with Henry.

He... was, like, everything that he wanted to be.

He was confident, and sophisticated, rich.

- Mm. - Thought he was, like,

an upside-down version of him.

And honestly, I thought he was cuter before.

More... real.

Those stupid fucking overalls.

Logan wanted to be Henry,

maybe to be with him.

How did Henry take that?

Loved it.

He's such a fucking narcissist.

The whole thing just fed his giant ego,

like having a townie wind-up doll

that he could shape into a version of himself.

You know anything about this?

We found it in Logan's room.

- That's Villy. - Villy?

They were both always on it.

Hmm. Do you wanna know what's in it?

I don't mess with it. It really fucks you up

and gets you scary horny and then makes you see crazy shit.

[Carson] Oh. Wow.

Can you tell me about this symbol?

It's something from their little cult.

They were thinking about getting tattoos of it.

[Carson] Tattoos?

[Pam] Yeah.

- What cult? - I don't know.

Some sort of stupid hippy brain-rot shit.

They would go off into the forest for days,

and then come back with Villy.

You ever see Logan or Henry sacrifice a chicken?

[scoffs] What?

No.

I don't know anything about what they did in the woods.

I never went.

Because you were never invited?

I didn't wanna go.

You think they went out there to be alone?

Henry's not gay.

- Did that make you jealous? - No.

So, when was the first time you all fucked?

We didn't.

Oh. Weird.

It's just...

we have a tape.

Eckert? Can you play the tape?

Go with it.

- [intercom clicks] - On it.

We can listen to it all together.

Stall.

- [click] - [Eckert] Just queuin' it up.

Don't play it.

Please?

[Pam] It was Henry's idea.

He had wanted to have a threesome

for a really long time,

but I was surprised when he suggested Logan.

[moaning softly]

At first, he just wanted Logan to watch.

He loves an audience.

But then...

...Henry wanted him to join in...

But the thing about Henry

is he just can't bear to be left out of anything.

[Carson] What did Henry want?

[Pam] He knew I wanted Logan.

I guess the idea of someone

taking something that belonged to him

was... exciting.

And he had me call Logan "Henry."

He said it was like watching a movie of himself.

[Carson] What did Logan want?

[Pam] I think he just wanted to make Henry happy.

[Carson] And you were just happy to be with Logan.

Pathetic.

I'm sorry?

I don't know, it just seems...

kinda weak

to let them use you to pseudo-fuck each other.

I'm not weak.

I mean, I get that you like the attention

and have an unrequited crush on your high-school sweetheart...

Oh, shut up.

[Carson] ...but Logan would only have sex with you

if Henry watched,

which means, when Henry went missing,

you somehow convinced him to fuck you anyway.

You told him you'd have sex in Henry's room.

Maybe you even told him he could record it?

I didn't know about the tapes!

You definitely told him you'd call him "Henry."

Maybe you thought that with Henry gone,

Logan would want you for you, but he didn't.

I bet that hurt.

- Please stop. - I bet that made you angry.

Maybe angry enough to do something desperate?

No!

I think you knew Logan was in his secret room.

What secret room?

I think you went in there and-

Stop it! Stop.

You think I killed Logan?

I fucking loved Logan.

But you hate Henry.

[Pam] I didn't do shit to either of them.

I was downstairs until the cops came.

You can ask Hunter Nielson.

What were you doing with Hunter Nielson?

Fucking his brains out, obviously.

We were dancing, and you can ask

all the other people there who saw us.

Names and phone numbers.

Starting with Hunter.

Do you think Logan could've done something to Henry?

No.

Logan loved Henry.

And no one in Whittock's doing anything to Henry,

no matter how much they hate him.

His family's fuckin' crazy.

[Carson] Pam,

do you think it's possible Henry could have killed Logan?

Maybe he knew something

Henry didn't want other people to know?

You said that Logan has these tapes going back months?

Mm-hmm.

And you've listened to them all?

We're working on it.

Well, I'd keep listening, if I were you.

And I know you don't have a tape

of me threatening Henry or Logan,

so you'd better let me go...

or get me a fucking lawyer!

Thank you for your time.

You can go.

I'm gonna go make sure she gets out okay.

Don't want her...

suing the department for trauma or whatever.

- [click] - Hey.

That was fantastic.

You went fuckin' beast mode.

What else do you think could be on those tapes?

[Rapp] I don't know,

but I think I have an idea about someone

who could tell us more about that symbol.

[Carson] Let's go.

[?]

[man and woman moaning and panting on recording]

[Rapp] Mm, she's close.

[Carson] What?

[Rapp] I can always hear when a woman is close.

[Carson] You think you can hear that?

Oh, yeah. You'd be surprised what you can hear if you listen.

- Good to know. - It's true.

See, every woman has a... a distinct rhythm.

Can you hear yourself?

Can you hear the things you say?

Jesus!

Like to hear the things you say.

Oh, God. Okay.

- [laughs] Sorry. - Ohh!

[he keeps laughing]

I think we need to be considering the idea

that Henry killed Logan.

Mm-hmm.

The DNA under Logan's fingernails

could be his.

I mean, that DNA could literally be anyone's.

Park men can get into some kinky shit, but murder?

I don't think so. Especially not their BFF.

Maybe he had enough.

Looked like Logan was trying to take over his life,

so Henry gets ahead of it.

That's reaching.

- He takes out cash... - Reaching.

...gets an untraceable weapon,

hides in the woods for a few days,

sneaks into the party in a mask,

kills Logan.

Now he's hiding,

waiting to see how everything shakes out.

Interesting theory.

More likely, this has something to do

with the cult that Pam told us about.

Satanists in the woods.

Good old-fashioned Satanists killing Logan as a sacrifice.

No way. Whittock's not interesting enough

for Satanists.

This is just dumb rich-kid shit that got out of hand.

Maybe your little girlfriend did it.

[he chuckles]

What would you do if she showed up on a tape?

She's not my girlfriend.

Obviously, you're my girlfriend.

She's just a little... fun on the side.

- [rapping on glass] - Hi, babe!

Hi.

[chuckling awkwardly]

[Angel] This one?

It's a triskele.

It's a version of it.

It's an ancient symbol, and it means all kinds of stuff.

[Carson] Like what?

[Angel] Sorry, no offence.

Do I have to talk to her?

I just really don't like cops.

I've been arrested before,

and the whole interrogation process

is just, like, not my thing.

No problem, babe. I'm not a cop.

You can just talk to me. - Okay.

So, what kind of stuff does it mean?

Uh...

death, life,

rebirth, fertility.

The Triple Goddess,

mother, maiden, crone, past, present, future.

Laney puts it on all her pottery

and her lotions and stuff,

and she calls it a mark of power,

which is so, like, chef's kiss.

Who's Laney?

She's sorry. Who's Laney?

Laney is... [chuckling]

She's a very cool, very old lady.

I mean, she's so old.

She's, like, a hundred.

But she does pottery.

She's into naturopathy.

She also helps with women's stuff, you know?

[Carson] And she sells drugs?

Like what you gave him at the party?

We know all about the Villy.

Am I not allowed to talk?

Just...

Villy is not a drug.

It's actually an ethical organic disassociative tonic.

Pardon me.

And, actually, did you know

that it stands for vylikuvaty,

which means "cure" in Ukrainian?

And actually, Laney says that it is the cure

for every ailment, like, even reality.

Mm. And did you know that it is a hallucinogenic drug

that contains

trace elements of chicken blood and human bones?

[Angel chuckles incredulously]

You're so crazy!

No, it's totally legit.

She uses it for her guided manifestations.

They're called "Sabbats."

That's what witch gatherings used to be called,

but now we are reclaiming it.

So we camp out,

we take Villy,

and then we sing, and we tell stories,

and we trip out around the fire,

and we, like, manifest our dreams.

[sighing dreamily]

It's, like, so fucking powerful.

Sorry, uh, what do you mean, manifest your dreams?

Oh, it's an offering,

so you bring a little gift for the goddess,

and then you draw a triskele near where you sleep,

and then you just manifest your deepest desires.

Kinda like how I manifested

a really hot guy who wasn't a douchebag.

Easy-peasy!

[Angel] Well, no, actually.

Magic is very fucking hard.

Like, actually, I have this friend,

Darla, she's been trying to get pregnant for years,

but she's getting a little old, you know, she's 35,

but actually, she said

that her husband Doug is the problem.

Don't tell anyone that.

But she manifested a whole baby.

She did have to drink chicken blood

and eat Doug's literal fingernails,

which, like, that part was so unhinged,

but she got a baby.

I don't think I want kids.

[Rapp] Can you show us where these, um,

"Sabbats" are held?

It's, like, an hour

from the entrance to Rupert's Trail,

and then you keep going north

up the creek,

and then, yeah, it's right there.

It's this big clearing.

Although I swear there was this one time

where we slept in this weird wood cabin,

but... I don't know.

We're always pretty high, so...

You ever see Henry Park or Logan Casey

at these gatherings?

Yeah.

Babe, why didn't you tell me that?

You know that I'm here to find Henry, right?

Well, babe, you did not ask me.

I mean, I was at the party.

So fair.

Yeah! Right?

[Carson] Yeah.

Any idea what Logan or Henry were trying to manifest?

No. Manifestations are super private.

Can you give us, uh, Laney's address and number?

Is she in trouble with the cops?

Oh, no, no, no! [chuckles]

No, nothing like that.

Um, it's ju- it's a bit sensitive.

[quietly] Um, can I share?

My partner and her partner are, uh,

they're trying to get pregnant.

Right?

Yeah.

Yeah. I wanna manifest a baby.

[Angel] Oh, my god!

Good for you!

Yes! Of course.

Here. Let me get you her address.

[?]

[?]

That look like a fancy black car to you?

Depends what you call fancy.

Okay, so, what if these offerings are like

a sacrifice to this Triple Goddess, right?

Logan draws the symbol underneath the bed,

he sacrifices the chicken to manifest,

I don't know, becoming Henry or something?

[Carson] Or maybe Logan is the sacrifice,

and Henry kills him to manifest something bigger?

What's Henry gonna manifest that he doesn't already have?

What every guy like that wants. More.

[thumping]

Police!

Hello?

[thumping]

Okay, let's just, uh,

let's go back and get a warrant.

Or...

we could pick this lock right now.

What? No.

Absolutely not. We need a warrant.

Oh, did you hear that?

That's somebody in distress.

I didn't hear anything.

And I think it is your job as a cop...

- Rapp. - ...to get in there...

- No. - ...and save a life.

Maybe even Henry's.

[sighing in resignation]

[Rapp chuckles]

You are on a roll, BeastMode!

[jiggling]

Police!

Anyone home?

[Rapp] Oh, my god. Would you relax?

It's a little old lady.

[Carson] We don't know that.

Laney?

[?]

[floorboards creaking]

[Carson] Rapp? Is that you?

[door closing]

[Rapp] Stop! Police!

[Carson] Gonna go this way!

[engine starting]

[car peeling out]

Did you see 'em?

No!

How the fuck did they do that?

[sighing]

[dialing phone]

What are you doing?

69ing.

- Ugh. - [he chuckles]

Hmm...

Interesting! Can you call Billy?

[she sighs]

[call ringing]

Uh, hi, it's Billy.

- Hey, Billy. - Give me that.

Hey, Billy-boy, it's Rapp.

Oh, hey! How's it going?

Not bad, man. Um, listen.

There was a 911 call placed from 51 Meadowvale last week.

- Uh-huh, yeah? - The house on the point.

I need to know who placed the call

and what went down,

and maybe just give us a ring back.

Okay, well, who should I call?

Well, I don't know who you should call, buddy,

but, uh, you can take a little initiative, right?

You got this!

All right, good luck! Bye! Love ya.

Let's go explore.

[Rapp] Hey, hey.

That must be Laney.

And I think that's Angel.

Doesn't that look like Henry's maid?

Maybe?

Probably a Sabbat.

Fucking cults.

[Carson] Lotion.

Might be good for your bite.

No, thank you to the mystery lotion.

What'd you find?

It looks like it's some kind of diary.

It's definitely not in English.

Maybe I'll translate it.

[taking photo]

It's in Ukrainian.

"A piece of ground from the bottom of an old tree,

nine tears from a virgin defiled."

Dark.

"The blood of a hen which no longer carries eggs,

poisoned by an angry toad."

So, recipe, maybe?

[phone buzzing]

If that's Billy, put him on speaker.

Billy! What's up?

Uh, sorry, I-I didn't have your phone number, Mr. Rapp,

or just Rapp?

[Carson] Just go, Billy.

Right! Sorry.

So, uh, dispatch said they sent out an ambulance

last week, morning of the 21st.

They picked up the homeowner, Olena Yaha,

drove her to the E.R.

She's been there ever since.

[Carson] Okay, great. Thanks.

[Billy] Oh! And, Mr. Rapp,

and I asked my cousin Margery, who works at the hospital,

what happened.

She said Ms. Yaha had a bad fall,

resulting in a head wound.

She's 90 and she already has dementia,

but now she's got hospital-induced delirium,

and it is... sorry, I can't read my writing.

"Not... looking... good."

Oh.

[Rapp] Okay, great work, Billy!

Great initiative. All right? We gotta go, so, um...

[Billy] Oh, wait! Do you wanna give me your number

in case I-I come up with any...?

No, just call my partner. She'll always pick up. Bye!

If Laney was in the hospital on the 21st,

she couldn't have been a part of any of this.

I don't know.

Looks like maybe she might be.

Who does that look like?

[?]

[woman humming]

[humming over beeping monitors]

Mrs. Yaha?

[stops humming]

[Ukrainian accent] Olena. No "missus."

Nemaye muzha.

No husband.

Ah! Ivan!

No, uh, Rapp. Charlie Rapp.

I know you!

I know who you are!

Always you have questions.

Olena, I'm Sergeant Carson.

We are looking into the death of Logan Casey.

[sighing] Day menu spaty.

Chy chas dlya Dytiyi.

I'm gonna record this,

because I have no idea what you're saying.

[Olena laughs]

You bring podarunok?

Poda what?

When you ask for something,

you should bring gift for thank you.

Ah!

No my'aso?

No kvity? No vodka?

I actually do have a gift for you.

Vodka?

It's not vodka,

and technically, it already belongs to you. Hmm?

Oh. [exhales deeply]

Zavzhdy maye buty troie.

There must always be three.

[Rapp] Olena, we're also investigating

the disappearance of, of Henry Park.

Do you know him?

[chuckles] Krasyvyy.

[Carson] Okay.

Syl'nyy.

But he never ask right question.

[Rapp] Yeah, I know, we never do.

This guy?

[she gasps]

Pohanyy pes!

Bad dog!

Not a fan?

[Olena chuckles]

Oh, he wanted the vylikuvaty.

[whispers] That's gotta be Villy, right?

But so he could no longer bite,

she took his teeth out with a hammer!

Molotkom.

Olena, we know you gave him drugs with bone in them.

Bone... drugs?

Um, and you spent time with them in the woods?

Am I in trouble?

No, you're not in trouble, but...

Oh, you like her!

You like her!

You like her hrudy!

- [Carson] Oh, my god! - [Rapp] Oh, well,

I don't, you know, I mean...

? You like hrudy You like hrudy ?

Come on, I... she's my co-worker!

I-I respect her hrudy.

[Carson] Thank you.

[Olena] A good boy.

[chuckles] Good dog.

Ahh. She needs bad dog.

Zavzhdy maye buty troie.

[Olena chuckles]

She need a baby!

Who is "she"?

What does the bad dog need?

Ahh, nothing.

But what does he want?

He... he want to dance like me.

[Carson's phone rings]

Oh, you ask wrong question.

Eckert, what's up?

There's a video from the party last night

just posted

from Henry's account.

I'm sending it to you right now.

Olena, this is a friend of mine...

Aww.

...and bad dog or not, he's missing,

and I need you to help me find him,

so can you just tell me

what does Henry Park want?

What does he want?

He... want to

dance with the Devil.

[laughing]

[video playing]

Is Henry Park the bad dog?

Wrong question.

Okay, is-is the bad dog alive or dead?

Wrong question.

What does Henry Park want from you?

Oh, you ask wrong question!

Okay, then, do you know where Henry Park is?

Vin-pyl dlya kurey u lisi.

I don't speak fuckin' Ukrainian.

Tell me where he is!

[chuckling]

Dust for the chickens in the woods!

Is Henry Park the bad dog?

- Wrong question. - Okay.

- Wrong question! - I'm trying.

- Wrong question! - Okay.

Wrong question! Wrong question.

- Why does Henry Park wanna... - Wrong question!

dance with the Devil? - Wrong question!

Wrong question. - Fuck!

Okay. Okay. - Wrong question!

Who is the Devil that Henry Park wants to dance with?

- Wrong question! - Who is the Devil?

Ah!

[monitors beeping]

[she exhales softly]

[kissing his palm softly]

[whispering] Baba Yaga.

[chuckling darkly]

[monitor flatlining]

[YAGA] And then comes the hard part...

find the bad dog and kill him.

Rapp! What did you do?

[YAGA] ...grind his bones,

eat them slowly,

then join the Devil for a dance.

[Polish cover of "Strangers in the Night" playing]

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