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I grew up with a liar. So I'm just...

done, you know, being a mark.

You done creeping around
peoples windows for the night?

Decided to creep on me?

What are you doing here?

Maybe it's time I finally
met my granddaughter.

That's not fucking happening.

I'm beginning to think
you're more interested

in replacing his wife

than figuring out if
maybe he murdered her.

He didn't murder his wife.
Are you insane?

And then, what, stabbed
six other people

in the process so nobody would suspect?

What was I supposed
to do, leave him there?

The cops shut us down for
more than a couple of days.

The mill won't survive that!

There was a cancellation last minute.

The specs on one of the crates was off.

Don't they check the specs way earlier
than the last minute? Like...

- before it's packed?
- I had a good day.

What's a good day for a detective?

Mm! Mm.

The mystery order is back, baby.

I got to, like, live with that shit,

the rest of my life.

$9.67.

- Sh... I'm sorry, I'm short.
- Yeah, I...

Here. Give me your four.

Are you sure?

Oh, my God, thank you so much.

Of course.

Looks like it's going to a good cause.

Yeah.

Here you go.

Thanks.

And the prescriptions they set aside.

Thanks.

Got a new baby coming next week,

most likely.

Etta, how are you gonna manage a baby?

The same way I managed
when you were here.

Big ones help with the little ones.

How it's always been.

So you tell me a story.

Got a fella?

Just cleaning. But I'm good.

Uh, I start a new place next week.

Real big house. Five bedrooms.

- Some real estate guy.
- What?

See, that makes me
happy, to see my kids

doing good out in the world.

And your education?

Uh, I have some things in the works.

Mm-hmm.

I need money for my lunch.

- Excuse me?
- Please.

I need money for my
lunch, please, Miss Etta.

What's wrong with the food we got here?

I'm out mowing lawns.

I don't have time to come home between.

Can I give him a few?

Lookie there.

Miss Jenny want to give you
her hard-earned money.

Well, I'm not going to let her.

- Figures.
- "Figures"?

You need to be working
on them math figures,

instead of running that sass mouth.

Get out of here before I wear you out.

That's nice of you, Miss Jenny.

But that one there?

He needs to learn to do with less.

He comes from money?

No, he comes from alcoholics,
just like most of y'all.

So the extra roll Bud canceled
the night of Seven Bloods

is rescheduled for tomorrow.

Hmm.

I can't do that, Jake.

Judge Richards is not
gonna give me a warrant

to search on mill property.
Where does it go after that?

I followed it. It goes
through a train depot,

then straight on to Canada.

Okay, well, we'll have to
find some other way, then.

Oh, for fucks sake. Tell the
judge a confidential informant...

- that's me, by the way...
- Let me finish.

Why can't you ever let me
finish a goddamn thought

- before you jump down my throat?
- No. Finish?

Jesus Christ, I'm-a pass out
if I have to listen to every

- step of your master fucking...
- Hey.

I realize that you pride yourself

on using a fucking
hammer for everything.

But some things require a scalpel.

- What?
- Come on. Just like old times, huh?

- Man, fuck you.
- Mm, you know.

Here's what I can do.

I can go to the judge and
tell him a C.I. has told me

that there's a connection
between mill activity

and the night the blood was found,

and we need to search the mill.

The shipment goes out
at, what, 10:00 p.m.?

- Uh-huh, uh-huh.
- Right? So that means

the shipment will be ready in
the mill by the afternoon,

we show up at 3:00 p.m.
with a warrant, and...

The roll is sitting there.

The warrant covers the
mill and everything in it.

Genius.

Well, I'm still not sure Bud
Carl's involved, but I sure hope

- this shuts you the hell up about it.
- Hmm. Hmm.

So what's say I get a coffee
in here, or something?

I can't seem to find my mug.

It wasn't just back there,

- there's one on the front door, too.
- All right.

So you tell them I
don't need the threats.

And if it's not them, I want
to know who the fuck it is.

I'm so sorry. I didn't know
you were gonna be home.

I'll get in touch with them.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Okay. Thanks.

- How you doing?
- Hmm.

Sorry about that.

I'm gonna be working home
most of the day, so, uh,

no need to do the office.
I'll redd up in there.

Okay.

The laundries are in a hamper,

the-the soap and that you
asked for is on the counter.

Thanks.

One other thing.

Careful.

What happened?

Going to work, come out here,

there's blood all over everywhere.

- Blood?
- Oh, no, no, no.

It's... paint.

What? Wh-Why?

Well, it's a prank, you know?

Environmental activist.

Loons hate me 'cause
I own a steel mill.

It's happened before.

Anyhow,

I tried cleaning up best I could, but...

nothing helped. You
think you can go over

to Giant Eagle, get a
carpet cleaning machine?

You know, take a pass?

Course.

Um...

Yinz doing okay, these days?

Yeah. Yeah, I, I signed up

for that data processing
class I told you about.

Ah, that's great.

I hope you'll let me know
if you need anything.

Seriously, anything you need.

Good morning, Elaine.

- Hey, Pete.
- Hey.

This is, uh, Toni Douglas,
recently joined the Braden PD.

Pete.

Come on in.

How are Joan and the baby?

- Take a load off, Officer Douglas.
- Thank you, ma'am.

Thank you for seeing me
on such short notice, Judge.

Of course.

Elaine said you have something
on the mill murders.

Yeah, a confidential informant

linked some mill activity to
the night the blood was found.

Well, the mills over here,

murders are over there.

Uh, what's the link between the two?

Well, my informant told
me a suspicious shipment

will be in the mill tomorrow
and then it'll be gone.

It's now or never.

Okay, Pete, but, I mean,

a blood trail leading to the mill?

- I know,
- RICHARDS: I know,

But I need warrants to search the mill

and get DNA samples from the employees.

I expect us to find the link then.

I won't tell if you won't.

Elaine!

Need a warrant, Judge?

Okay, people, we're going in tomorrow.

3:00 p.m. sharp with
the state CSI team.

They'll do their black light
magic, but it's on us

to ask for DNA swabs.

Now Rook here, fresh from the academy,

is gonna explain the latest
rules on how to ask.

Say what's on this card,
only what's on this card,

and remember, no matter
what they answer...

you say "thank you."

Any questions?

This is me.

No "ta-da"?

Ta-da.

It's cute.

I told you I didn't want
to come back here.

I was being serious.

Yeah, I'm just gonna...

I could offer you coffee, but, uh,

I was thinking maybe we'd go up
the street for an iced coffee?

You don't have to offer me anything.

Lunch was perfect.

I thought it'd be
weird, going on a date

in the daytime.

But it was nice.

It kind of felt like we
were skipping school.

You know, bakers, we, uh,

we do things just the
same as everyone else,

we just do it when the sun is up.

Hmm.

I wasn't sure if I was
reading you right.

Oh, you were.

- Bedroom?
- Uh, that's my office.

Uh, we're in the bedroom.

You sleep on the couch?

You making fun of me,
sleeping on the couch?

I don't really care where you sleep.

I just want to know where you fuck.

I got it.

Hey, Elaine.

Uh, sorry, Bud. I didn't mean
to come by unannounced,

but the police chief came by
Judge Richardson's chamber.

Why don't we get you
in out of the heat, okay?

Ah, thank you.

I'm wilting.

Are you, uh, thirsty?

Sure.

Um...

Elaine, this is Jenny Ludlow.

Jenny does some work for
me around the house.

Uh, could you, uh, get Ms.
Carlton a glass of water?

I recognize you from somewhere.

Where do I know you from?

I clean a lot of places around town.

Well, you got a good one here.

Bud pretty much singlehandedly
saved my family.

All right, let's not get into all that.

He never changes, does he?

Mr. Carl's very humble.

Um, let's talk in the office?

Uh, nice to meet you, Jenny.

Nice to meet you.

You know, I would lose my job

if the judge knew I was here?

Let's talk downstairs, okay?

Uh, white noise machine. And that

sort of emits, like, the
right kind of light

and sound waves and shit.

Sounds like you doubt the science.

I got a sleep metronome.

Self-cooling pillow.

Earplugs. Shit on my phone.

Been to the doctors,
therapists, acupuncturists.

When did it start?

What do you mean, start?

I mean, when was the last
time you slept well?

About a year ago.

What happened then?

Do you have nightmares?

You got to sleep to have nightmares.

I close my eyes and get, like...

Did something terrible happen
in that bedroom back there?

Man, you really want to see
what's in the bedroom, huh?

All right.

Go ahead.

- Is this all one case?
- Uh-huh.

A missing little girl
named Abby Washington.

You may be a little... obsessive.

Nah, I just got drunk last night

and wanted to make it look
like I'm a real detective.

- It's always good to catch up.
- Yes.

Let's not make it so long
between visits next time.

You bet.

Thanks, Elaine.

Buddy.

Hey, it's me.

You know that shipment to
Vancouver we talked about?

Yeah.

Hold it aside.

There's something I'm
fixing to put in it.

Yeah, thanks, Walsh.

You want to talk about it?

Are you stressed 'cause of
the Seven Bloods thing?

I've been thinking
about how you told me

all that stuff about your wife.

About losing your wife.

How much that must weigh on you.

I've been thinking about you...

...in this big house by yourself.

It's... roasting out here.

Had the AC on

full blast all day.

Nothing helps.

I like the heat.

When I was in foster care

we didn't have AC in the house.

It'd be two, three of us to a room,

lying there late at night,
sweating in our little beds.

One girl, little older than me...

she said we should...

pretend we were...

lying on the beach,

wearing suntan lotion.

Pretty funny, 'cause none
of us ever seen the ocean.

You ever do anything like that?

Like what?

Imagine you're somewhere else?

I don't.

Not sure what would be here
once I got back, I guess.

I didn't finish the upstairs,

and I decided I'm gonna
make some meals for you.

- You don't have to do that.
- No.

Got to eat something home-cooked
every now and then.

I'll be back tomorrow.

Okay if I leave my supplies out?

Of course.

Get some rest, Mr. Carl.

Shit. You scared the shit out of me.

I'm sorry.

So, what are we watching?

Oh, it's nothing. It's stupid.

Yeah, you're-you're allowed

to turn the sound on.

I-I know.

I, uh, I just don't
want to wake her up.

No, she's out usually
until, like, 5:00.

She wakes you up at 5:00?

Sometimes.

I don't know how you do it.

I mean, I'm tired after a
couple hours with her.

You do it 24-7 by yourself.

Well, it's not exactly 24-7.

Uh... I work a lot.

She, uh, she sleeps a lot.

Um, you know, I got the day care lady.

I got...

I got you.

Um... can I ask you a question?

Yeah, sure.

Where's her mom?

Oh, shit. I'm-I'm sorry.

I really shouldn't have asked that.

That's, like, personal and, you know.

No, no, that's fine. Uh...

I'm actually surprised this is,
like, the first time you're...

you're asking me about it.

Uh, I've...

Yeah, I, um, I had, like,
a summer fling.

Got a girl pregnant.

Uh, she didn't tell
me she was pregnant.

Yeah, I didn't... I didn't
really know about Carrie

- until she was, like, one.
- Shit.

Mm-hmm. Once Carrie started to walk,

the girl decided she didn't really want

to be a mom anymore, so...

So, what, she just,
like, gave you a call?

She was like, "Hey, so, um",

"we have a kid."

"Uh, I don't really want to be the mom."

"Uh, do you want her?"

"Or else I'll just... I'll
give her up for adoption."

And that was it?

So she's just gone, out of her life?

Doesn't want anything to
do with her own kid?

Yeah, she's pretty fucked up.

Yeah, sounds like it.

And what's this all gonna be like

for Carrie in a couple years?

I don't know.

You know, I, you know, I-I really...

I don't, um...

I don't even know, like,

what I'm gonna, like,
tell her, you know?

Uh, so if-if it's cool with you,

we could just...

you know, keep this between me and you?

- Yeah, of course.
- Thanks.

You know, she's gonna
wake you up at 5:00.

I... should get going.

- Yeah.
- Good night.

Good night.

What's going on, Pete?

I'm sorry about this.

Y-You couldn't give me a heads-up?

I said I'd cooperate.
Now you come in here

with sirens blaring?

I need you to-to bank your furnace.

It's-it's 3,000 degrees in there.

What do you... what do
you expect to find?

It's nothing personal, but
you said that you left

at 10:00 p.m. that night, right?

So how do you know what your men

were up to after you left?

Okay.

- I'm sorry.
- You got a job to do.

Yep.

You know, cops set for OT.

My guys lose days of pay.

That's on you, Pete.

Walsh, give 'em whatever they want.

Uh, let's get all of yinz
lined up single file

behind this guy over here.
Come here, sir.

Let's get you over here.

Come on, let's get lined up
single file behind him.

Be back in a second.

What do they even think we did,

killed seven people from out of town?

Ravens fans. They think we
killed seven Ravens fans.

Now, that's a dumbass theory.

It's summertime.

In summertime, we kill Cardinals fans.

Okay, uh, we're gonna get started now.

Started with what?

Well explain, ma'am.

"Ma'am." You hear that?

You could use a little
more of that, Short Stack.

Did she just fucking
call me Short Stack?

Come in one at a time, please.

All right, go with her, sir.

Sir, you can come with me.

Do you voluntarily consent
to provide a DNA sample

for investigative purposes?
It is your right

to say no, and if you do say no,

it won't be considered
suspicious or uncooperative.

So I-I can just, like, say no?

Yes, sir.

Okay, yeah.

Um, all right, let's do it.

Um, you have to sign this first.

Says you gave your consent voluntarily.

Thank you. Step forward.

Okay, sir...

Um, do you voluntarily consent

to provide a DNA sample for
investigative purposes?

It's your right to say no,
and if you do say no,

it won't be considered
suspicious or uncooperative.

Such bullshit.

I mean, obviously, if I say no,

you're gonna say that I'm guilty, right?

I never said that, right?

Like, I didn't make a face
at her or nothing, right?

- I just read the card.
- Jesus, calm down, big guy.

I'm just fucking with you.

- So it's a yes, then?
- No.

I'm saying no. It's my spit.

Maybe I got plans for it later.

Oh, he's fun.

Good game, good game, good
game, good game, good game.

- Psych!
- Next.

Good game, good game.

Garrett!

You know, they-they're down
there taking my fucking DNA.

I know.

I got a plan. I'm working on it.

You got every right to be mad at me.

I'm so sorry...

for coming over the
other day unannounced.

I've been wanting to say those
things for a long time.

I chose the wrong moment.

What are... what are you fucking doing?

If this plan works,

- it's almost over.
- Yeah.

Yeah, you-you keep...
you keep saying that.

You think I want it to
be this complicated?

Look, I need your help

just once more.

- A little OT.
- The furnace is banked.

What the fuck you want me to do?

I need you to operate
a forklift tonight,

put some rolls on a boxcar at 11:00.

That's all.

This'll finish it.

Yeah, I-I don't want any more

- to do with this shit.
- We are still in this together,

whether you want to be or not.

You don't have to forgive me,

but it doesn't change the facts,

even if you're mad at me.

This is my last ask.

Chief says now is the time

to look at that lady's locker, Chew.

Okay, uh, here, all
right, take over for me.

That is not true.

- Okay.
- It's not even true...

Uh, Ms. Mitchell,

we don't want to break the pretty

new lock you got on your locker.

You mind opening it up for us?

You know what I keep
in my locker, Officer?

My unmentionables.

You want to see my unmentionables?

I'm just doing my job, ma'am.

You... have a smart fucking mouth,

and I like it.

Sure. Come on, I'll show you.

Whoo-hoo-hoo, Terri.

Oh, you wish, babe.

Crack it open, Officer.

So, you get to change in
the fancy offices, huh?

Yeah, 'cause I'm the only
fucking girl at the mill.

What's wrong with you?

Hey. Come with me.

Ta-da.

Okay, come on in.

This won't take long.

Sure.

That your kid there?

Is that small talk?

Uh... Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Bag that up.
- Wait. Wait,

what are you doing with my bandana?
What?

- What is she doing with my bandana?
- Just routine.

She found a little blood on it.

- They'll run a DNA test.
- Hey, no, n-n-n-no.

I said that you could
look through my stuff.

- I didn't say you could take anything.
- Hey, we got a warrant

for the whole mill, okay?

She's just gonna run a test.
You'll get it back.

I wouldn't make a fuss over it.

Fuss? Fuss? Oh, no, no.
When I make a fuss,

fucking windows need replacing, bitch.

These four rolls are tonight's shipment?

Yep.

Uh, keep looking.

There should be a
smaller, five-foot roll.

It's here somewhere.

Are you on your tummy?

Yeah. Are you on your tummy?

- Hey, you're early.
- Hey.

Hey. Look at you splashing.

You playing with the submarine?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

You get this?

Yeah. I-I hope you don't mind.

- I thought she'd have fun.
- Yeah, no, it's-it's fine.

Um, that's really nice of you.

Uh, how-how much did it cost? I mean...

No, no, no, no, no.

Stop. I don't need to be reimbursed.

I wanted her to have it,
and it was so hot today.

- Yeah.
- The poor kid's been

kind of grumpy all day.

Um, hey, listen, I-I got
to go back to work today.

Um... is there any way

you could, like, come back around 7:00?

Or, uh...

I got some burgers.

I was thinking maybe you,
you could, like, stay

and, like, eat with us?

Garrett, I'm-I'm sorry, I-I can't.
I, um...

I have a date.

- Oh, yeah.
- Yeah.

Um... yeah, well,
this-this thing came up,

like, super last-minute, so...

You know, the-the neighbor lady, uh...

you know, she always lets me
drop her off in a pinch, so...

Isn't she the one that
Carrie doesn't like?

Yeah, yeah, but it's
just, like, a night.

She'll survive.

I can... change my plans,

reschedule.

Are you sure? I mean...

are, are you sure you want
to, like, pass up a date?

I'm, uh...

I'm sure he'll understand.

It's not even really, like, a date.

It's just a...

just a friend thing.

Boo-boo-boo-boo-boo.

- Here.
- Folks.

Got something over here.

Says it's gonna be shipped tonight

to the port in Vancouver.

Why is it over here?

You can tell your men to open the plug,

so we can look inside.

Mr. Carl, the quickest way

to get us out of here is
to hurry up and unplug it.

Unplug it. Now.

It's whiskey.

Okay, there's a guy in China, a
steel industry guy, and, uh,

I was hoping he'd put in a good word
for me on this infrastructure thing,

to, you know, throw
some business my way.

You couldn't just send
him a nice watch?

Well, I was having a
conversation with him,

and he says how much he loves
American bourbon, you know?

It's like, I don't know,
Cuban cigars, caviar,

it's just the novelty of the thing.

It's illegal.

Are-are you serious?

- Mr. Carl, I think...
- No. No, n-n-n-no.

No, let me explain.

I told Walsh to put it
in there, you know,

so he'd open it and find
it there like a surprise.

You were moving rare bourbon
whiskey across the border.

You got any idea how completely
batshit the feds would go

if I told them that you were smuggling
anything

over the border?

Smuggling.

Oh...

Hand to God, Pete, I had no
idea that's what that was.

Hey, look, don't blame Walsh, okay?

This is on me. All of it.

Throw the book at me, Pete.

I mean, bourbon, Pop?

I mean, talk about
high risk-low reward.

I know.

It's just, uh...

business has been real bad,

and...

I jumped without thinking.

God, I'm just...

It's humiliating.

Did you at least get the contract?

I don't know.

Um...

I was gonna send it out
the night of the, uh...

the blood thing,

but then the booze didn't come in time,

and, uh... things have been so crazy,

this is the first chance
I've had to try again.

Hmm.

You know, a lot of people
saw what I saw down there.

Could cost me my job.

Tell you what.

I'm not gonna tell the feds about this.

But I can't let you send it out,

- even if it costs you the contract.
- No. N-No.

No, no, of course not.

Thank you, Pete.

And, uh...

and about what I said
in the parking lot...

...I'm sorry about that, too.

I won't forget this.

All right.

Oh, hey.

Hey.

- Tell me.
- Mm-mm.

It's just stress, Jenny,
just a lot of stress.

Um, we had to shut down

so the cops could search
the mill and that.

They find anything?

No.

I think all that's gone cold.

But it's still stress, 'cause
got to make up the days.

Uh...

listen, about yesterday,

I don't know where all that came from,

and I'm real sorry you had to see it.

So I'm sweaty.

I don't mind.

Wh-Why are you doing that?

- What?
- Why are you being... n-nice to me?

Because I like you.

Yeah, but you know the other
day when I tried to...

That just... you... it surprised me.

- Uh...
- I mean, you were just talking

about your wife, and...

Oh.

I'm...

I'm way out of practice.

I'm gonna leave you alone.

Look, before you say anything...

Don't you want to hear what
a fucking genius you are?

Yeah. You've saved Canada
from alcohol abuse.

Look, is the shipment
still going out tonight?

Christ, he's nuts!

They need some private time.

Come on, Pete, bourbon?
You really buy that?

You weren't there, you
don't know how it went down.

Yeah, if I was there, he'd be
sitting in that cell back there.

- That's for sure.
- The only evidence we have

are the bottles that we found.

The man confessed to me

his dumbass plan to try
and save his mill.

Oh, what, and you believed him?

I believe that you have some
kind of personal problem

- with Bud Carl.
- No, no. You've already shown

you'll buy any confession going.

- Oh. Abby Washington.
- Mm, mm.

- That's what this is about.
- No evidence in that case, either.

Eyewitness testimony from three people

who saw that guy talking
to that little girl.

A confession from the criminal himself.

Wow. What a miscarriage of justice.

Right, right. Got you in front
of the microphones.

- No. I don't have to do this.
- Do what?

I don't have to defend myself to you.

That case is closed.

This case is open; you
can help me solve it.

We can help each other.

But you can't keep
second-guessing me, Jake.

You can't keep undermining
my investigation,

'cause I went out on a
limb for you today.

And I fell out of the fucking tree.

I'm sorry.

You went there 'cause of me,
and I embarrassed you.

Fuck.

Can I ask you one thing?

Yeah.

You were the first since my wife, so...

I knew that.

It's about all the stuff
that was on the porch

that the activists did.

You think that has to
do with why they came

and searched the mill again?

I don't know.

Maybe.

You know, my grandpa...

started Carl Steel with a contract

to make helmets for the army.

And he got us through the
D-Depression somehow,

and then boom...

World War II.

And then he gave it to my pop...

and he made steel for...

cars and skyscrapers,

this town in the process.

And then...

the 80's came.

He gave it to me.

I feel like all I've
ever been able to do

is foul off pitches, you know?

Stay alive, stay alive.

Stay alive.

Have I done things that my pop

and grandpop wouldn't be proud of?

You're damn right.

'Cause nothings ever come easy for me.

I don't know.

Anybody find out what
happened that night...

there'll be a lot of
people out of work.

I'll lose...

everything I ever built.

You're okay. You're okay.

You're okay. You're okay.

You're okay.

Garrett, please pick up.

Please pick up...

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Here's some... Here, do
you want some juice?

Do you want some juice, angel?

Here, let's get you your juice.
Come on.

Hello.

Hey, Jake.

It's late. You all right?

Yeah.

Um...

I don't know if I should
be doing this, but...

Are you working on the
Seven Bloods thing?

Yeah, that's right.

You want this?

- You want this?
- No.

No? Okay.

Shh.

Hello.

Hey, is this Ronnie?

Nah, he doesn't work nights.

Ah, shit, man. His dog is loose,

and I happened to pick it up.

You don't happen to have
his cell number, do you?

Uh, yeah. Hang on a minute.

Great, let me get a pen.

All right. Uh, you ready? It's 4-1-2...

Wait. Shit. Oh, man,
the pen don't work.

Oh, goddamn, the dog got loose.

You hear that?

It came from over here.

Hey, come here!

What you got?

Fuck.

Look at this.

The hell?

Check this one.

Oh, man.

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