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- LUKE: Paige! - Where's the journal?

- I thought you had it. - If I had it, would I be here?

The money's not important anymore.

Let's go before it's too late.

WALTER: She ain't going nowhere with you.

I should have killed you when I had the chance.

Okay.

(laughs)

- (dog barking) - BEAU: Hoyt.

We got a body down by the Chimney Rocks.

JENNY: It's Luke.

When you hired us, you failed to mention Avery McCallister.

Luke told me that he and Paige had $15 million in crypto.

CORMAC: That old burned-out truck Dad said he sold?

Found the title for it.

That Cassie's got you all worked up.

CORMAC: Nope. This has.

SUNNY: That's your cousin Bryan.

There was a hospital bracelet also.

You didn't tell me the SEC is investigating you.

- Oh. - Is it true?

Luke said the seed phrase words were highlighted on two pages.

Damn it.

- JENNY: Where exactly? - Right around here.

My dad saw your man in the woods around those parts.

Okay. Let's go.

Walter. The sheriff's department is coming for you. Run!

It doesn't go far, just to the edge of the woods.

MAN: You come out now, or we're coming in!

WALTER: I told you, I'll always protect you. Now go.

Sheriff's department. Hands where we can see them.

Now.

Nice to see you again.

JENNY: Take him away.

♪

How you doin'?

- Sheriff Beau Arlen. - (door closes)

This here is Deputy Jenny Hoyt.

What can we call you?

(chuckles)

You're not in the system.

That is good.

Seriously though, is there, uh, something we can call you?

(chain rattling)

Let's try this question.

How long you been living in the woods?

Long enough.

Two of your victims

were guests at Sunny Day Excursions.

Yeah, Buck Barnes said he saw you near the camp.

But you went through their campers

like a fox in a henhouse, didn't ya?

Left us with a damn murder cluster.

Isn't that right, Toby?

Do you mind if I call you Toby?

Okay. His name was Luke.

Her name was Mary. Did you kill them?

What about her?

Her name is Paige.

We haven't been able to find her,

but we did find some bloody bandages in your cabin.

See, this is where you help us and then we get to help you.

Where is Paige?

She's dead.

I killed her.

♪

♪ Need room to roam

♪

You're good!

- No, I'm really not. - Yes, you are!

Okay, see? Lookit.

- You're leading! - Yeah.

Oh, wait. Did you want to just spin me there?

- Oh, yeah. - Okay.

Well, then, I would like to be spun, please.

Thank you very much. Ooh!

- ♪ What do I do? - (laughs)

♪ Well, if you don't come home, I'll roam away from you ♪

And that is the extent of my repertoire.

- Is it... Is it really? - Well...

Okay. I wanna stay right here.

♪ Well, if you don't come home, I'll roam away from you ♪

Okay, I-I must agree. I think... Yeah.

- This is two left feet for you. - Yeah. All right. Well.

We did it.

Looking good out there.

- Oh, my goodness. This guy. - Do you want the same?

That'd be great. Thanks, Jon Jon.

Well, I think it's safe to say that my boots still work.

Yes, they do.

Pretty proud of those babies.

(laughs)

♪ Barstool sittin' with Jack and Jim ♪

Well, cheers to those babies.

- Cheers to your two left feet. - Thanks.

♪ Under the neon lights

Whoo!

- Ahh. - (clears throat)

Ohh. I needed that.

The whiskey or the dancing?

Um... all of it.

♪ Should I get you another round? ♪

♪ Slow that jukebox down?

♪ It's probably none of my business ♪

♪ I'm just thinkin' out loud

♪ Whatcha drinkin 'bout?

- Mm. - Something wrong?

No.

No. I... I just, um...

I thought we weren't gonna talk about it.

I know. I'm not.

There's something wrong with me. I'm sorry.

Ah, hell.

Go ahead. Ask your questions.

'Cause there's just one thing that's been bugging me.

Just the one thing?

♪ Whatcha drinkin 'bout?

I mean, your daddy knows there's some strange guy

living in the woods, and he lied about selling his truck.

He didn't lie. He just...

- He said he got confused. - Do you believe that?

♪ It's probably none of my business ♪

You know what? Can we... Can we not do this right now?

I mean, it's over. You got your guy.

He confessed to it, right?

Mm. Yeah.

So I don't understand why we're still doing this

when we could be dancing.

CASSIE: Yeah.

♪

♪ Whatcha drinkin 'bout?

Sorry things don't add up the way you want them to, but...

(sighs)

♪ Whatcha drinkin 'bout?

I can't talk about this anymore.

♪ Did you lose your one and only? ♪

♪ Are you lonely?

♪ Should I get you another round? ♪

♪ Slow that jukebox down?

Well done, Cassie.

♪ It's probably none of my business ♪

- ♪ I'm just thinking out loud - Well done.

♪ Mm, whatcha drinkin 'bout?

♪

♪ Whatcha drinkin 'bout?

Ah. Ahh.

Oh.

♪

♪

It's been a while, you and me. Hasn't it?

SUNNY: Hey, Buck.

(Buck groans)

Where you been?

- Oh, you know. - BUCK: Well, let me guess.

You've been out in the woods looking for Paige's body again.

I can't help it, Buck. It just don't make sense.

What if she's still out there... alive?

Sunny, you need to stop with this.

(scoffs) Really?

Well, you think Cassie Dewell's gonna stop asking questions?

No, I do not, but it is time to pick up the pieces.

I guess you're right.

Well, it's not about being right.

It's just about... moving on.

So promise me, all right?

You'll let this go.

Promise.

♪

♪

CASSIE: I mean, I blew it.

I knew I pushing too hard, but I, um...

- I just couldn't help myself. - It's not your fault.

You're both in a really tough position.

Yep.

(breathes deeply)

Well, what about Beau? How's he doing with his ex

and Avery and all that craziness?

Well, he hasn't really talked about it,

so I'm just trying to give him his space.

Speaking of men not talking, you get an ID

on our mystery murderer?

No, he's been completely silent on us.

He only confessed about Paige's murder.

That's weird. That's the one crime with no body.

Maybe he had more time to get rid of her.

What if I take a run at him?

Sure. What's your angle?

Living out in the woods by himself,

he probably didn't have many friends.

So I'm gonna act like one.

Good luck.

♪

EMILY: Dad, it's not in here!

Listen. George Foreman created that grill

so that the world could enjoy his culinary mastery, okay?

It's in there. Trust me. You're gonna want to find it.

(sighs)

♪

♪

BEAU: Hey, you good in there? You need some help?

No luck.

(breathes sharply) Okay, well, uh, listen,

your mom's gonna be here any second,

and she's expecting me to feed you,

so you're gonna need to lie.

It's fine. I had some of that cereal in there...

that expired a year ago.

Perfect. Told you those expiration dates are a scam.

(laughs) No, it was stale.

Eh, you'll live. Here we go.

- Hey! - CARLA: Hey.

Thank you so much for taking her.

- Mm-hmm. - CARLA: Em...

I brought breakfast for you.

- Oh, my God. - There you go.

It's in the car.

If you need to talk to Dad, you can just say that.

That.

Okay. Ahem.

- I'll talk to you later. - Okay.

- Good times.

- Love you. - CARLA: Thank you.

- What's up? - (vehicle door opens)

- Uh, Avery's still at a hotel. - (vehicle door closes)

Oh, well, not that I care,

but that seems like a good place for him.

We're trying to work things out.

I just think he got out over his skis,

and he is trying to fix it,

but, you know, it's very... complicated.

I'm sure it is.

Go ahead. You can gloat.

What? No, I'm not... I'm not... I'm not gloating.

Look, all that matters is that you and Emily are okay.

We will be.

I care about you.

I know you do.

- Just needed you to know that. - Okay.

I might need you to take Em for a little bit

while Avery and I sort out what we're gonna do.

Yeah, I got you. Look, I'm here for you and Emily, okay?

And I've already got her set up

at Dewell and Hoyt with Cassie.

Kind of an unpaid internship until school starts.

Mm. Okay. At a private detective agency?

Let me tell you why. Cassie and Denise...

They'll take great care of her while I'm at work.

- Uh-huh. - I would trust them

- with my life. - (cellphone buzzes)

- You can take it. Go ahead. - Sorry.

- Yeah. - (phone beeps)

Hoyt. What's up?

Roger that.

- Okay. - (phone beeps)

Time to go.

Found a body in Pine Tree Park.

Okay. Well, just be careful.

Always am.

♪

(vehicle doors close)

So, the caller said that they found a body?

Yep.

Any chance we get lucky and it's just somebody sleeping?

(Jenny chuckles)

YOUNG MAN: Up there!

Something tells me no.

We're meeting Maya Baker, the wife of the parachutist.

Worst part of the job, isn't it?

Notifying next of kin.

I'm not a fan of this part, either.

Mm-hmm.

(cellphone buzzes, beeps)

Hey, Pops, what do you got?

Forensics just got done with Brett Baker's parachute.

The lines are a mess. And get this...

One of them was cut.

Really? Well, that changes things.

Um, all right, thanks.

- POPPERNAK: You got it, boss. - (cellphone beeps)

Looks like we might have ourselves a homicide, Hoyt.

♪

♪

(engine shuts off)

(vehicle door closes)

Brett did these drop-in events as a stunt.

H-He was supposed to be at Lake Helena today.

Some kind of gender-reveal party.

Was that the cowboy costume?

Part of the gig.

I can't believe this. Brett was murdered?

We think that somebody may have tampered with his chute.

What did he do before this?

He used to be a smokejumper.

Brett loved doing it.

He just, um... had to quit, I guess.

How come?

Brett was going through a really rough patch.

His best friend died on a fireline.

And Brett watched him burn.

(crying)

What was his friend's name?

Dave Ludwig.

It was ruled as an accident,

but Brett took it really hard.

He blamed himself.

Yeah, I know how that goes.

Anybody else hold it against him?

Dave's father, Frank.

He's the fire squad leader,

so it was pretty tough for Brett to stick around.

Frank blamed his son's death on Brett?

Yeah.

Enough to want him dead?

(bird screeches)

(indistinct conversations)

♪ Desperate and dangerous

♪ A gun in my hand

♪ Armed to the teeth

♪ To fight authority

Isn't there a less... public place we could do this?

Two old friends grabbing a drink.

Huh? Sit.

And tell me how our work is going.

We've given you a week. Where's the money?

The account's heavily encrypted.

Ah.

Program requires a lot of man-hours.

Well, lucky or you, I'm extending your deadline.

You've got 24 hours.

That isn't enough.

Do whatever you need to do,

and you will get the million you were offered.

A generous finder's fee

seeing that the money belongs to us in the first place.

The pages you stole...

We wouldn't be here...

if I hadn't stolen those pages.

They'd be in a police evidence bag,

out of your grasp.

(chuckling)

(sighs) Avery.

I know you've had business troubles.

Liquidity issues. Nothing more.

TONY: Tell yourself whatever you want.

Just know that if you fail, in the middle of the night,

a man will enter your house, and you will wake up alone.

Carla and Emily. Gas, maybe.

Or a long, thin wire pushed in through the corner of the eye.

♪

Move fast.

See you soon.

♪

♪

MAN: See, it doesn't look like it, but this right here...

- That's the same model. - (plane engines buzzing)

- WOMAN: Oh. Oh, I see. - (indistinct conversations)

Can I help you?

- In the middle of training. - Hey, there.

Lewis and Clark County Sheriff's Department.

I'm Sheriff Arlen. This here's Deputy Hoyt.

Looking for a, uh, Frank Ludwig.

Oh, he's right behind you. Word to the wise...

He just quit smoking, so I think I would watch your step.

- BEAU: Hey, there. - Is that Texas I hear?

Long way from home, cowboy.

Sheriff Arlen.

Oh, apologies, Sheriff. I was just bustin' ya.

What brings you out?

Do you mind if we take a little walk?

Sure.

We're here about Brett Baker.

Yeah, I heard about that. It's a terrible thing.

So you know already?

Jumpers are a tight community.

Did you hear he was murdered?

- What? - Murdered.

Somebody messed with his chute.

Aw, hell.

We spoke to his wife today.

She says that you blamed Brett for your son's death.

Do you want to tell us about that?

I mean, what's there to say?

My boy got caught on the wrong side of a fire break.

I'm sorry to hear that.

And you think that that's Brett's fault?

Look, my son had just died. I barely had a body to bury.

So, yeah, I might have come down a little hard on Brett,

said some things in the aftermath I'm not proud of.

Enough to chase him off the job?

We parachute into the middle of forest fires to put them out.

When guys make mistakes, people end up dead.

- So you do blame Brett. - FRANK: You son of a bitch.

- You come in here and accuse me... - COOPER: Whoa, whoa, easy!

Why don't we just, you know, dial it down a little bit?

Thanks, Coop. I'm good.

So you think I had it out for one of my former jumpers

and I sent him to his death? Get real, Sheriff.

You need anything else, you talk to my lawyer.

♪

♪

(chuckles)

- The good Samaritan. - (door closes)

(Cassie chuckles)

Yeah. Sure.

My name's Cassie. What's yours?

WALTER: I know who you are.

CASSIE: Well, I had to try.

How can I help you if I don't know what to call you?

Oh, come on, now. No one can help me.

Not even a... good Samaritan like you.

The police think you killed Mark, Mary, Luke, and Paige.

Me, I'm not so sure.

Here's what I know.

That day we met on the road,

you had Mark Woodman's body under a tarp

in the back of that Suburban.

It was not a question. I know you did.

We found the figurine you put in his pocket

before you left him... and the others inside your cabin.

Now, Mark was the backpacker we found.

He fell.

Or at least that's what I told his parents.

Go on.

What's bothering me is why you moved the body.

Did someone tell you to?

♪

You know, Mark's parents are in a lot of pain,

and they just want to know what happened.

I didn't kill him.

♪

♪

People always think the worst of me.

You moved his body...

and you left one of your figurines for us to find.

Tell me about the figurines.

They were meant for protection

for what happens when they pass over, that they...

they have a friend with them.

They didn't find one on Mary or Luke.

They didn't need protection?

Not from me.

And that is what you're asking, isn't it?

I guess I'm just a little confused.

Is this one of Paige?

Why do you still have it?

And if these are for protecting people,

why did you confess to murdering her?

♪

♪

♪

- DONNO: Veggie burger for you. - Thank you.

Go ahead, waste your time.

(door opens, bell jingles)

(sighs)

(door closes)

We need to figure out our next move.

Like I told you... There is no next move.

Luke and Paige are dead.

We had a job. It's done.

No, but the money is still out there!

Avery was onto it.

I bet he has those journal pages.

Doesn't matter without Paige. That's what Luke said.

(door closes, bell jingles)

Howdy.

How's the pie here?

It's better than what you serve at the campground.

(chuckles) I'll be the judge of that.

Oh, don't look so surprised.

- I told you I had my eye on you. - DONNO: Yeah?

Well, you'd better be careful... Someone might cut it out.

Your eye.

You'd do well to mind your manners, son.

- Sorry. - How can I help you?

I know you two were up at my camp

looking for Paige and Luke.

What I want to know is, is why.

Luke and Paige are dead. They caught the guy.

Mountain freak.

Is that a fact?

Well, yes, Luke is dead.

Arrow to the neck. Poor thing.

And Mary.

But the "mountain freak," as you call him,

says he killed Paige, yet there's no body.

Is there a point to all this?

Yes, there is. I've got a business to run,

and I need to know what happened up in those woods

so I can protect my campers.

Please.

What are you really doing here?

What if I told you that I think Paige is still alive?

♪

I'd say you have my attention.

Hm.

♪

♪

♪

(telephone rings in distance)

BEAU: All right, so, we've got a dead cowboy,

we got a tampered chute, we got a dysfunctional

smokejumping unit with baggage.

Nice and clean when you lay it out like that.

(Beau chuckles)

You went at Frank pretty hard.

Is there something you want to tell me?

People make mistakes.

It's up to leaders to navigate them.

What about the other smokejumpers?

I mean, the other recruits don't really make sense, you know?

Maybe.

Maybe not.

This is Frank's number two. We met him earlier.

Cooper.

BEAU: Might be worth looking into.

Hey.

So, we got something.

Turns out there were a handful of reported thefts

last fire season.

Wait. Are you telling me that... that dirtbags

wait until the neighborhoods are evacuated,

then they go in and they fill their pockets?

Yeah, I know. It happens every fire season here.

- Wow. - Yeah, well,

these ones right here

accused Frank's smokejumper unit directly.

And, of course, that's not all.

Our victim, Brett Baker, started renting a storage unit

outside of town right about the time of the accusations.

(sighs) Let's do this.

EMILY: Wait. Why don't you just do LASIK?

'Cause I have a flat eyeball.

- EMILY: What?! - I know!

- Hey. Look who's here! - (door closes)

Yikes. Is, uh, Denise telling you all about her UFO theory?

She is. We're not alone.

- Mnh-mnh. - CASSIE: Wow.

So you're fitting right in. This is great.

So how'd it go with that guy?

Why don't I go make us some tea?

Uh, yes. Oh, one sugar, please. Thank you!

- You hate tea. - I know. So?

So, I talked to our mystery man about his little figurines,

and he said he made them for protection.

Pretty funny way

- to protect people. - CASSIE: Yeah.

So, the carved hearts in the figurines,

what did he say about that?

Nothing. He just shut down.

But they have to be connected to the Bleeding Heart Murder.

Yeah, maybe.

I mean, he at least knows about it.

We just need to figure out who the hell this guy is.

(engine shuts off)

Brett rented a unit here... Didn't even tell his wife, huh?

- Uh-huh. - Hm!

Sheriff's Department! Hello?!

(bell dings)

Hoyt.

He's gone. Call it in.

- Jesus. - (cellphone clicks)

I need units to the Carroll Valley Storage.

BEAU: Hey. Look.

♪

He's still here.

♪

♪

♪

♪

Sheriff's Department! Don't move!

Cut him off.

Stop!

♪

BEAU: Hey! Stop!

♪

BEAU: Police!

Stop right there!

♪

(panting)

♪

Dammit.

(breathes heavily)

All right. Let's go see what they were after.

♪

Wow.

Well, looks like we got ourselves a little drop stash.

JENNY: If this is from the fire-season theft,

someone had to orchestrate this.

Yeah, someone who's looking to get their stash back.

Or cover it up.

Hiya, Frank.

(clears throat)

(door closes)

Anybody care to clue me in as to why I'm here?

We found a storage unit that Brett rented in secret.

Good for Brett. Why do I care?

It was full of stolen goods... Cash, jewelry.

You son was the notification contact.

I don't understand.

We have reason to believe that your crew may be involved

with a robbery ring from last fire season.

My guys are out there saving lives

and you think they're robbing houses.

Don't play dumb with us, Frank.

Those homes are evacuated in chaos.

Lots of valuables are left unattended.

My son was a hero.

And I'm not gonna sit here and have you drag him

or any of my crew through the muck!

Where were you last night, Frank?

Cleaning up a brush fire on the ridge.

And you can check me on that!

Now, am I done here?!

♪

We'll call you.

(door closes)

Well... that went smoothly.

All right, if Frank does have an alibi,

that means somebody else was at that unit last night,

somebody who knows what's in there.

What are you thinking?

Well, I hate to say it, but...

I think Frank might still be useful.

(door opens)

(knock on door)

Carla. Come in. How are you?

- Mm. - Ohh.

- Please, please. Come, come. - CARLA: Thank you.

- Mm-hmm. Please. - CARLA: Okay.

Well, what's this big emergency?

Um...

Wow. You move your whole office in here or...

- Oh. (chuckles) - what?

Oh, that's nothing. Um...

Thanks for coming. How are you?

I'm fine. Um...

Is this about your money problem with the SEC?

Oh. Uh... I have this idea.

I found this lovely little Airbnb

just outside of town... Charming little cottage.

It's got llamas and a hot tub.

And I was thinking that, um, you know, maybe we could, um,

go away, as a family, to make things right.

Oh, I don't have to go just yet.

I mean, you can go up there with Emily and, uh, you know,

have some alone time, kick back, and, uh,

I'll join you after I finish up with some work here.

What do you say?

No.

Carla, please.

This is a really...

This is a really tough time for all of us.

Well, I can't just take off of work, Avery,

and just pull Emily out of town again.

(chuckles)

Well, I've already booked it,

and it is a non-refundable deposit, so...

Well, that is not my problem.

AVERY: Please, Carla.

I'm really trying here.

(voice breaking) Harder than you realize.

This is gonna go the way it's gonna go, Avery.

You lied to me.

♪

(door opens, closes)

♪

(door creaks)

- CASSIE: I see it. - DENISE: Right there.

- CASSIE: I guess I see it. - Morning!

- (door closes) - (chuckles)

- Hey! - EMILY: Hey.

We didn't scare you away.

Not yet. Even brought some doughnuts.

Not to stereotype or anything. 'Cause cops.

Oh, uh, are we cops?

Not that I remember, but if they're glazed, I'm cool.

(chuckles)

EMILY (sighs): So, is there anything new

on the Bleeding Heart Murder?

CASSIE: Hm.

It's a cold case with no direct connection to the guy we found.

Still looking for a link in the evidence logs from the cabin.

Oh, cool idea.

Maybe the guy had some other keepsakes up there.

- Go on. - I mean, my mom still keeps

her old wedding dresses hanging up in her closet.

Yes, plural.

Something I've learned about relationships from my podcast...

People keep sentimental things in sentimental places.

♪

Maybe I missed something.

♪

♪

♪

(vehicle door opens)

♪

♪

- BUCK: Sunny. - (loud thuds)

- We've been over this. - SUNNY: I don't care.

He's my boy, and I want to see him.

Well. (sighs)

You'd be giving us up. And you made a promise.

I'm his mother! He needs me!

And you don't get to tell me what to do!

(door closes)

Cormac.

BUCK: What is this, huh?

What were you doing at the diner?

What are you talking about?

Ask her. Meeting Tonya and Donno.

Somebody mind telling me what's going on here?

I went to see them.

(scoffs) What for?

'Cause I wanted to know what happened to Luke and Paige.

Son, will you give us a minute? I need to talk to your mother.

I'm not going anywhere.

Mom, I'm only gonna ask you this one more time.

And this time, I'd like you to be honest with me.

- Now, son, I told you... - CORMAC: The guy in the cabin.

I have an idea who he is,

but I need to hear you say it.

I know he's not my cousin Bryan.

Who is he?

BUCK: Tell him, Sunny.

We might as well lance this poisonous boil

so we can get back to normal.

(sighs)

Okay.

His name's Walter.

He's your brother.

He's not yours.

God, no. No. He's not.

But I knew.

Then who?

A man passing through town.

I was young. I made a mistake.

And I've been living with that mistake for a long time.

I tried to raise him on my own.

I tried. I really did. But I couldn't.

I left him at the church. Safe surrender.

I couldn't imagine a colder, sadder place

for a little baby to be than in my arms.

If you gave him up, why is he here?

Tell him, Sunny. Just... tell him everything.

♪

(sighing)

♪

Walter wound up with a family that treated him really bad.

They hurt him.

I had a second chance to give him what I never could before.

I was gonna be a mother to him.

So I hid him away.

And at least I gave him a safe place to call home.

I protected him!

(sniffles) I have a brother.

(breathes sharply)

And you've lied to me all these years.

SUNNY: Yes, you do.

Yes, I did. I know that.

I was wrong.

But I did it for a reason.

They think he killed those people, right?

Yeah, they think he did, but I don't think that's the truth.

He confessed to it, and they found blood in his cabin.

That was the backpacker's blood.

It was Paige's blood.

What?

CORMAC: Cassie told me.

Maybe now you'll believe me.

Walter did it, Sunny.

You just need to accept it and figure out a way to say goodbye.

You got what you wanted, son.

Now, I'm begging you... Do not blow up this family.

We spent damn near 20 years covering this secret.

Don't make it for nothing.

He's a killer.

You've... You've let him roam free.

People would be alive if it weren't for you.

Whatever we did, it's over.

Nothing we can take back, son.

Nothing.

Most of life's about what you're willing to live with.

♪

♪

(door closes)

♪

Evening, Frank.

I was worried the cops would've picked you clean by now.

They found a bunch of stolen cash and jewelry.

Mentioned the theft accusations from last season.

I know what you've been doing, Coop, with Brett and my son.

Frank, I don't know what you...

You gotta read me in here.

I need you to be honest with me.

Did you kill Brett?

Brett was a liability, a disloyal loose end.

What about my son?

Your son died in a fire,

and it was all Brett's fault.

I did us both a favor by killing him.

You know what I think?

I think my boy had a change of heart

and went against you and your little plan.

And I think you killed him up there to keep his mouth shut!

- No, Frank, no. - I know. And so do they.

What the hell did you do, Frank?

Are you wearing a wire?

He's burned. We gotta move.

All units, we're moving in.

(grunts)

- Frank! - Hey!

You killed my son!

(sirens wailing)

- Stop it. - (coughing)

- Stop. - (tires screech)

JENNY: We could've finished this last night,

but you had to go back for the stolen goods, huh?

- (handcuffs clicking) - Help me.

(radio chatter)

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(voice breaking) He killed my son.

BEAU: I know.

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Come on.

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Goodbye, my sweet boy.

Lord, please take care of him.

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CASSIE: Hello?

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(gun unholsters, cocks)

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(door creaking)

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CASSIE: Hello?

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Anybody here?

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Hello?

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What the hell is this?

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Oh! You just missed the shooting star!

Here you go.

Nice. Thank you.

Yeah. One of many.

You okay?

(chuckles)

I was just thinking about today.

You know, Frank would've done anything for his son.

I mean anything. No matter what.

I would do anything for mine.

And you would do anything for Emily.

Yeah, that's just it.

It just doesn't feel like I'm there for her.

She found a dead body, Jenny.

And that stepfather of hers is... questionable at best.

And I just... I don't... I don't know what to do about it.

I don't like that.

(breathes deeply)

Emily's a good kid.

She's strong.

She is strong because you and Carla taught her to be.

Just...

(hand pats)

give yourself a break.

For movie night. At least.

Yeah. All right.

- Cheers. - (bottles clink)

Speaking of, where is Cassie? Did she get lost?

Uh, I don't know.

She could be distracted by a certain someone.

Who? Cormac? Ooh!

You got some juicy details you want to share?

Ooh. I don't know. Are we jealous?

- (vehicle door opens) - No, but interested.

- What's happening? - (vehicle door closes)

- Oh, speak of the devil. - Hey.

How'd it go with our mystery man?

It's not a mystery anymore.

What?

His name's Walter.

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SUNNY: ♪ I am a poor

♪ Wayfaring stranger

♪ Traveling through

♪ This world alone

♪ There's no sickness

♪ Toil or danger

- ♪ In that bright land - (computer beeps)

♪ To which I go

♪ I'm going home

♪ To see my mama

♪ I'm going home

♪ No more to roam

(cellphone buzzes)

Mr. McCallister. I was just thinking about you.

I unlocked Paige's account.

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(phone clicks)

SUNNY: ♪ I'm just a-goin' there

♪ Over Jordan

♪ I'm just goin' there

♪ Oh, I'm goin' home

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(insects chirping)

PAIGE: You have a beautiful voice.

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