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Previously on "Big Sky"...

Legarski knows where those girls are.

He's bad.

I know it.

And I want to find these girls
every bit as much as you do.

You have my word on that.

- Cassie Dewell.
- Hands where I can see them.

You're like a dog with a bone.

Hands in the air now.

Freeze! Freeze!

He doesn't remember anything
from the past few years.

I-I just w-worry I might be
putting you guys at risk.

I've had like one fantasy my whole life.

That a bad guy would break into my house

and I'd get to blow his head off.

I've decided to report
you to the police.

It's over, Ronald.

I've hurt people.

But I've never killed anyone.

Hi.

They cannot learn my name.

Which means...

I have to get into that house.

Do you recognize this man?

He's your husband's accomplice.

He's here.

He's upstairs.

Clear.

Window's open.

Cassie, he's gone. Come look at this.

Looks like some kind of storage space.

Something in there he
was probably after.

And where's he?

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Can't even say what he was driving?

I didn't see him pull up.
I don't know his vehicle.

- How do you know him?
- I already told you.

He came into my quilt shop.

And you just struck up a friendship?

Never got his last name even?

I don't remember. If he told me,

it was probably fake like his first.

What does it matter?

Your husband killed two men,

kidnapped three girls, which you
claim to know nothing about.

Now his accomplice has been discovered

to be here in your home
as an invited guest.

I didn't know who he was.

So you keep saying.

If I did, do you think I
would've invited him in?

Do you really think I would've
gone dancing with him?

Tubb, can I talk to her for a second?

I'll be in touch.

- Search the house again.
- Yes, sir.

If you know anything at
all about this guy...

I don't.

Obviously I don't know anything.

Except that I'm the
world's biggest dope.

I was going to crack Malone's head in,

but I thought better of it.

What do you mean better?

We'll have a better chance of
getting those pictures back

if he doesn't know we're on to him.

I'll get them.

- How?
- He's a man, isn't he?

No, charm won't work.
He's too smart for that.

And he was such a doll last night.

Oh, Dorothy.

Any part of the scene
you didn't contaminate?

Exigent circumstances.

We were in pursuit.

You'd make life a hell of a lot easier

if you'd put the badge back on.

We should be out there searching.

Right now you're both witnesses.

We need to ask you some questions.

You're positive he was
here when you arrived?

We heard a sound. He was gone
by the time we got up here.

What the hell?

He got an award

from the union a few years ago.

This was at the dinner.

Must've brought it home.

That would be Rick.

No signs of any bleeding. This is good.

And you seem to be
improving... also good.

But there's been a couple
of developments, Rick.

Now, you remember we talked
about you having an accomplice?

The truck driver.

Yeah.

He was in your house last night.

- What?
- Police came.

Merrilee's safe.

But he was there,
and he's still at large,

so this is a very dangerous situation.

If you remember anything about this man,

you could tell me, privately.

We want to keep her safe.

I don't know who this person is.

I promise.

Now, I'd like to give you a polygraph.

You know what that is, right?

If you pass it, we can
use it to our advantage.

And if you don't pass,

nobody'll ever know.

- Are you okay?
- I am not okay.

I am a long way from okay.

They want me to make another statement.

They think I'm involved.

You need to get yourself an attorney.

Now, it shouldn't be me

because of the possible
conflict of interest,

but let me make some calls.

I'll see if I can find
somebody to help you.

With all this press,
they might do it pro bono.

In the meantime,
here's some free advice.

Do not be giving to the police
or the FBI any statements.

Was the back door unlocked?

I always tell you not to
leave the door unlocked.

A statewide manhunt
is currently underway,

coordinated by the local authorities,

the Montana State Police, and the FBI.

Meanwhile, hotlines have been set up.

The police are cautioning,
if you do see the suspect,

do not approach, as he's
considered to be dangerous

and extremely depraved.

The suspect was last seen in
the residential neighborhood.

- I am not depraved.
- But his whereabouts thereafter

are unknown.

- He is believed to be traveling alone...
- I am not depraved!

... in a vehicle of an
unknown make and model.

If you do have any information,
please call...

We keep a clean house, Ronald.

We don't like filth.

No, we keep a clean house.

Filth!

I am not depraved.

I keep a clean house, right, Ronald?

You're 38 years old and you
drive a truck, right, Ronald?

All my friends' sons are successful,

and you drive a truck!

Police sources report that
progress is being made.

One of the captives has been
able to describe his truck,

both inside and out,
with considerable detail,

which is significant in
that long-haul truckers

often individualize their interiors,

which can double as their living spaces.

Meanwhile, tensions
amongst Helena residents

continue to rise as
both police and FBI...

Hey!

Come back.

You tell your boss that we
don't take this anymore.

I get it on the iPad now.

- Sorry, ma'am.
- It's okay.

I-It kind of looks like this
one, but without the tank.

Super clean.

Okay, Willis Taxi Dance Hall
does have security cams...

... and they self-erase.

We should check it out just the same.

I just heard that the wife's
lawyering up, refusing to talk.

To us, anyway.

Think she might still talk to Cassie.

- Is she here?
- No.

Anything back from the lab?

Fingerprints?

Yeah, there were some prints.

Nothing matching with the databanks.

Hey.

We're gonna increase the
drive-bys where you're staying.

Can't you just position somebody there?

I wish we could.

I should be okay.

My friend's husband has
a big dog and a big gun.

Think it's an AK-47.

Okay, I didn't hear that.

It's doctor-patient privilege.

It's evidence, which you're withholding.

His lawyer will put me out of business

if I discuss his medical condition.

And exactly what business are you in?

Pardon me?

"Do no harm," isn't that your big oath?

Yeah, Google borrowed it.

Okay, wait, you... you get one legacy.

I-Is this yours?

"I may have helped a killer get off,

but, hey, I honored
doctor-patient privilege."

Look, even if I wanted to help you,

I couldn't tell you what's
going on in his brain.

- How could you...
- Because I don't know.

He could have amnesia or
visual agnosia or aphasia...

- He could be faking.
- How we all doing here?

Having a nice chat, are we?

What about?

He was just hitting on me. Men do.

You two have something
in common, too, I bet.

You each did your best
work on my client's head.

You're sick.

Tell somebody who cares.

There's a monster in that room

with both the medical and legal
establishment at the ready

to make him healthy and possibly free.

Are you... Are you kidding me?

You got a job to do. So do I.

I guess that gives us
something in common.

Coffee?

There's the look. I get it a lot.

You recognize this person?

No.

No recollection at all?

No.

Did you shoot this girl
with a bow and arrow?

What?

- Of course not.
- Yes or no answers, please.

- I shot a bull elk once.
- Yes or no, please.

You have any recollection
of shooting this person

with an arrow?

No.

You recognize this person?

No.

Never seen her before?

I don't think.

Did I... shoot her with a bow and arrow?

You know for a fact he passed?

I know for a fact his lawyer's
asking for a formal polygraph,

one that can be admitted into evidence.

Now, if she's asking for that,

he must've passed the private
one with flying colors.

He's faking. Lie detectors
aren't foolproof.

Cops love polygraphs. They trust them.

Legarski would never go near one
unless he was sure he'd pass.

So he doesn't remember.

Doesn't mean he didn't do it.

True, but if he doesn't remember,

he can't contribute to his defense,

which makes him incompetent
to stand trial.

Which means he'll just end up

- at a psych facility.
- He would.

And what if he continues to improve?

What if he's deemed to be a
changed man... Phineas Gage...

no longer a threat to society?

- They'll have to release him.
- That's not gonna happen.

You don't know that.

Let's just see how it plays out.

We're not gonna just
see how this plays out.

I mean, Tubb's just given up.

He's seen too much.

You stay in that job for too
long, you just burn out.

Tubb's not a bad guy.

I-I know. He's just hung on too long.

I'm going in there... Legarski's room.

He can't be that good. I shot him.

If I put my face in front
of his, he'll react.

Cassie, how are you gonna go in there?

Your face has been all over the news.

Maybe I should do it.

You wouldn't necessarily trigger him.

I shot the guy, and I know someone

who works at the hospital.
They owe me a favor.

It could work.

And what's to lose?

Well, there's jail.

_

It's him. It's him.

Help! Help!

You'll never get away with this.

What makes you say that?

This is kind of my thing,
getting away with stuff.

Why were you taking my picture?

Just a school project.

I'm doing a show-and-tell
thing on my job

and so I was taking
pictures of customers.

So you're not just a snoop.

You're a liar.

Please, sir.

What's your name?

Erik, with a K.

Like Erik the Great.

Do you want to scream, Erik?

Sometimes it helps me when I scream.

When I get stressed, that's what I do.

Want me to show you?

See? I feel better now.

Go ahead, you try.

People know.

That I was coming to take your picture.

So if I go missing, this is
where they're gonna look.

Well, that creates two big problems.

One for me and one for you, Erik.

I highly recommend a good scream.

Phew. I do feel better.

Hope this works.

Whether it works or not,
it would make Cody smile.

Let's not smile yet.

Good luck.

How we doing?

All looks good here. How we feeling?

Okay. Uh, thank you.

Good to hear.

Can you track the light with your eye?

Fantastic.

I want you to look at me.

Look straight at me.

What's your name?

Missy.

Missy. I like that name.

Want to know why?

Tell me.

Because if you can't remember
a girl's name,

you can call her "missy,"

and she doesn't know you forgot.

I hear some girls don't
like being called "missy."

We don't always get what we want.

Missy.

Like when someone calls me "buddy."

Did I say something wrong?

I want you to squeeze my fingers,

do a hand strength test, okay?

Boy, you people sure do a lot of
finger squeezing around here.

I'll try to keep it short.

I'm gonna count as you squeeze.

Now, I usually count to three,

but for you, I'm gonna count to five.

And at five, I want you to let
go and do one of three things.

A, drop your hand.

B, raise it up high
like Alexander Hamilton.

Or, C, shoot me.

My money's on C.

Shoot you?

Are you funnin' with me?

Because Merrilee wouldn't like

a pretty girl like you funnin' with me.

My name's Cassie Dewell.

- Cassie Dewell?
- Cassie.

That's a... That's a lot like Missy.

I don't like being called missy.

You remember me now?

Did I... shoot you with an arrow?

I just refuse to believe that
he can't remember anything.

You sure?

He wasn't there.

It is possible, if the bullet
damaged the amygdala,

it could actually help
him with the polygraph,

but I don't think that's
what's going on.

I think Rick Legarski as
we knew him is gone.

So, what, this new and
improved Rick Legarski

could taste freedom? No way.

Look, I-I know you got in his face,

but did you get in his face?

What do you mean?

I think I need to take a turn.

W-What are you gonna do, shoot him?

You did.

Hey, Denise.

Hey, girl. What's up?

- Have you seen Erik?
- Erik?

This morning, I did, as he
flew by delivering the paper.

He didn't come home.

Sometimes he grabs his
pole and goes fishing,

but he's always home by now.

Well, did you try calling his friends?

He called me today at work,
but I had a zillion customers,

and I couldn't talk much, and
he... he just kept going on

about knowing someone in the paper.

What?

I couldn't make heads or tails of it.

And I told him he could
tell me all about it later.

Did he mention anything to you?

No, nothing jumps out at me.

He did say something
about a... reward maybe.

But sometimes he exaggerates
to get attention.

- You know him.
- Yeah, kids.

Um...

You don't think he meant...

Did he say anything else?

He said he thinks he
knows where he lives.

It's got to be someone
from his paper route.

- You got a list of his customers?
- I do. Got it from the paper.

He... He didn't say for sure it
was someone from his route.

At least I-I don't remember
him saying that.

It's still a good place to start.

Stop moving.

How long do you plan to keep me here?

For as long as it takes.

Are you going to kill me?

Are you going to kill me?

I'm thinking!

That's a Jack Benny joke.

I bet you don't even know who that is.

A bad guy says to him,
"Your money or your life."

Jack Benny says nothing.

Guy says, "I said your
money or your life."

Jack Benny says, "I'm thinking!"

I guess you have to know
who Jack Benny is.

I know who he is.

I watch lots of old shows
and movies with my mom.

Really?

I used to watch that stuff
with my mom, too.

Do you know Vincent Price?

"The Pit and the Pendulum"?

'Cause I feel like that may be
the answer to your question.

Don't say anything.

Hey.

Ronald, hello.

My, it's been a while.
You look... strong.

Thank you. I try to
eat well and exercise.

Is your mother here?

She's actually not. She's away.

Away?

She and I had a meeting scheduled,

and she hasn't been returning my calls.

I became concerned.

She went to visit her sister in Ennis.

She isn't feeling well.

- She has cancer.
- Cancer?

That's terrible.

Yeah, we're all saying our prayers.

Your mother and I talk quite often.

Her sister getting cancer, that's...

sounds like something
she might've mentioned.

Well, nobody likes to talk about cancer.

It's a downer.

Well, that's what clergy's for.

To talk about the downer things.

The things we worry about.

Lately, your mother's been
talking about you, Ronald.

She doesn't like my career path.

She thinks truck driving
isn't a noble calling.

That's not what she's
been talking about.

Maybe you should let me in, Ronald.

Time for you and I to talk.

What do you say?

Okay, thanks.

Okay, police are going door to door,

starting with those on his route.

He tried to tell me.

He called me at work, but I was busy.

I didn't have time.

- You did nothing wrong, Rachel.
- I'm his mother.

He had a problem, and I didn't
have the time to listen.

Thank you.

Mm.

She was concerned that
your prurient urges

were taking hold again.

More than that, she was worried

that you'd become involved
in something bigger than you.

Something bigger than me?

Much bigger.

Like God?

Not like God.

Not like God at all.

Maybe there's some
confusion on your part

as to who or what God is.

I have a general idea.

Also, I have a general idea about you.

Me?

You tried to drown me
when I was a child.

I remember.

It's called a baptism.

- You held me under.
- You're mistaken.

No, I'm not mistaken.

Do you know how I know?

I heard my father tell you,
"Hold him under a bit.

He needs to be toughened up."

Couldn't have been but 2 years old.

Seems you made a dent, Father.

What's that noise?

It's just my dog.

- Doesn't sound like a dog.
- Well, it is.

Sounds like it's coming from below.

I think it's time for you
to leave, Father.

Really?

I have time on my hands, Ronald.

So many places I could go.

Do you care where I might go?

I need to check on my dog.

Oh, you made things worse,
haven't you, Erik?

And you made me worse.

So here's the deal.

You will remain still and
you will remain quiet,

or I will kill you.

No more "Pit and the Pendulum."

It will be right now.

Do you think you can follow
those instructions, Erik?

Be still or die?

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

The Amber Alert was issued

for 12-year-old Erik Westergaard,

who authorities say went missing

while on his newspaper delivery
route along Euclid Avenue.

Officials believe Erik to
be in immediate danger.

A spokesperson with the Lewis
and Clark County Sheriff's office

confirmed the primary...

Oh, I hope Rachel's not watching this.

Just turn it off.

His face is plastered everywhere.

He's gone to ground like
cornered animals do...

... and taking that kid,

I mean, that's a desperate act.

- It's reckless.
- Unless it isn't.

He's been pretty methodical.

Look, my fear is he's got some plan.

He took somebody else?

Yeah, we think.

Are you okay?

I might be losing my mind.

Like, I-I keep seeing him.

Like I'm... I'm hallucinating.

I see him in the shadows,

or I hear him behind me,
but he's not there.

It's like my mind is playing tricks.

Well, how could it not even a little,

- honey, considering...
- When are you going to get him?

What's the plan for getting access?

The good ol' "bull in
a china shop" plan.

Subtlety's never my thing.

Excuse me, is he allowed
any visitors at all

- other than family?
- No, ma'am.

Oh. I'm gonna have to
wait out here, sorry.

His sister.

- Hey!
- I need to talk to this man.

Guard!

You killed my husband.

- Get your ass out of here.
- Try throwing me out.

- That's it, ma'am. Let's go.
- I just need 30 seconds.

- 30 seconds!
- You don't get it.

- I will speak to her.
- No, you won't.

Did I kill her husband?

I'll speak to her.

Rick, you're not competent
to make this decision.

Ah, that's his game, isn't it?

He's competent enough to kill.

Competent enough to
dump a body in a hole.

But... But to be held accountable?

He was my husband.

We have a son.

A son who's grieving
the loss of his father.

- Are you competent enough to understa...
- Okay, let's go, let's go.

Gosh!

Jenny.

If I did what you say I did,

what others are telling me that I did...

then I most surely hope to die, as well.

Maybe I already have.

He's not there, Jenny.

Guy who shot Cody's gone.

Mm.

He's not gone. He can't be.

And shall he go free, I'll kill him.

Hm? Maybe that would be best.

I asked for a lawyer.

I'm not police.

But you're here to do their bidding.

They can't legally question
me, so they sent you.

Do you think I'm stupid?

I mean, I am, but not about this.

This isn't about Miranda or
legal rights or whatever.

It's about truth.

Either it helps you or it hurts you.

I-I suspect it's the former.

I have no idea what the truth is.

I do know I have nothing
to do with the trucker

or the boy he took,

- so if you'll excuse me...
- Merrilee, I believe you.

But it doesn't look good.

Maybe if we knew what he was
looking for at your house,

what he took, it could
help us identify him

or help find the boy.

I already told you I don't know.

Then your best path is to tell us

everything you know about him.

And to help us break your husband

if he's faking this memory loss.

I don't think he's faking.

But what do I know?

As much as I don't recognize my husband

and what he's become,

my own trajectory might be worse.

How pathetic I've become, even now.

What do you mean?

I still cling to the possibility

that maybe I wasn't entirely fooled

by Mitchell or whoever he is.

That whatever the pretense
he had for targeting me...

he came to feel something.

When we danced, talked...

He kissed me.

I didn't tell you that part.

I'm actually grateful to him,
'cause he made me feel.

Something I haven't done in so long.

So I guess I should thank him for that,

for reminding me I'm alive.

Right now, there's a boy out there.

His name's Erik.

And we need to keep him alive.

We keep a clean house.

Preferably clergy-free.

Oh, I see you've met my mother.

She can be a bit cold.

But she's nice.

Well, she was nice.

She stopped being nice.

The question I have is,
are you going to be nice?

I'll need you to answer
some questions for me,

and if you lie... dead.

A little lie... dead.

The slightest dodge even... dead.

Do you understand me, Erik?

Yes.

Why were you taking my picture?

I saw the sketch of the
kidnapper in the paper,

and I thought that it might be you.

And who else did you tell?

- Nobody.
- Is that your final answer?

Because it might be.

I told my mother I recognized
the sketch, but that's all.

I never gave her a name or an address.

And exactly what else did
you say to your mother?

Come at me, you psycho!

I got plenty of staples,

and this... looks like fun.

Hi.

Has he been back, the man in the house?

It's worse than that.

He's kidnapped a young boy.

It's not just my life in danger.

It's his, too.

You need to tell us
who this man is, Rick.

I don't know.

If I ever knew him, I don't remember.

I promise.

Do you remember The Big Rick?

You liked to talk about
morality and justice.

You'd quote... Bentham
and Aristotle and Kant.

- Kant was your favorite.
- Intrinsic morality.

The humanity of the act.

The man I married, The Big Rick,

he was all about humanity.

It's why you became a state trooper.

Your humanity needs
to rise up now, Rick.

You're the only one
who can save this boy.

The Big Rick needs to remember.

I can't.

This man, he might
very well kill me, too.

I'm sorry.

♪ If you're happy and you
know it, clap your hands ♪

♪ If you're happy and you
know it, clap your hands ♪

♪ If you're happy and you know it ♪

♪ Then your face will surely show it ♪

♪ If you're happy and you
know it, clap your hands ♪

♪ If you're happy and you know it ♪

♪ Say hi to your mom ♪ Hi, Mom!

♪ If you're happy and you know it,
say hi to your mom ♪

Hi, Mom!

♪ If you're happy and you know it ♪

♪ Then your face will surely show it ♪

♪ If you're happy and you know it,
say hi to your mom ♪

Hi, Mom!

Do you have a match?

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