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Previously on Big Sky...

You might be able to help me with a problem my boss has.

Something was taken from him, and he wants it back,

along with the people that took it.

Where's your girlfriend? Paige.

I don't have what you're looking for.

- She took it and left. - Took what?

The $15 million.

I'm looking for a woman. Have you seen her?

- Her name's Paige. - No, I haven't seen her.

I saw Paige's journal, so I know a seed phrase when I see one.

If you're in any kind of trouble, you need to tell me.

Years ago, my neighbor's son's girlfriend disappeared.

- Was she found? - Her heart had been cut out.

Paige's bag. I found it in the woods.

Wait. You said Paige's stuff was gone.

Help! E-Easy, now.

Help!

Huh?

Cass?

What the hell?

Oh, my God, Oh, my God, Oh, my God.

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Mary? Mary?

Oh, God. Mary!

Oh. Oh, God.

What have you done?

I don't know. I just...

I didn't... I didn't... I'm sorry.

She was gonna hurt you.

I was handling it, Buck!

How were you handling it, Sunny?

Oh. G...

She found Paige's bag,

the one you buried to protect Walter.

Yeah, I know about that.

You need to tell me the truth.

Did Walter kill Paige?

- Did he?! - I don't know.

Honestly?

He might have.

We gotta think fast, or this whole

situation is gonna go straight to hell.

She was onto you. She would have ruined us.

She might still.

Well, you got any ideas?

You know who's been spending time with that girl?

Luke.

Luke.

I never did buy into his story about Paige walking off.

Shoot, the story's half told.

All we gotta do is finish it.

Alright, thanks.

Hey, any luck on the security cam?

No, the guy was wearing a ski mask.

He did, uh, gash his arm, though, when he busted the glass.

- Well, that explains the blood. - And he took his glove off,

so if we're lucky, we get a print.

Looks like he went through the files of the Bleeding Heart murder.

- Huh. - Yeah.

- Uh, we should, um... - Yeah.

Denise, come here.

I'm sorry.

We'll get to the bottom of this.

- I promise. Okay? - Okay.

Hey, you okay?

I don't know. No.

Just brings it all back.

Your dad.

Yeah.

Bring your stuff by the Sheriff's Station.

I'm gonna make space for you, okay?

You can work this case from there.

Okay, thanks.

Do we have any idea what triggered this?

Uh, yeah. I do.

Yeah?

Yeah, I posted this message

on this online forum

that was dedicated to the Bleeding Heart Murder.

Yeah, we've been trying to link it to Mark Woodman's death.

My post was the first one since like 2012,

- and then this happened. - Wow, okay.

So whoever did this had their notifications set up for that forum.

The question is, what were they waiting for?

Attention.

I mean, clearly, we're onto something.

Our backpacker ends up dead, last seen at Deadman's Drop,

same place the girl was found.

So we think the Bleeding Heart killer's back?

Maybe he never left.

This was supposed to be a simple job.

Tell me about this man in the woods.

Like I said, weird vibes.

What are you thinking?

I'm worried our employer double-booked us,

or there are other people looking for Paige and Luke.

Neither scenario is good for us.

Tell me about it.

And now this.

You're quite the shot with a bow and arrow.

I'm good with ranged weapons.

Seemed to me you were the one hitting all the bull's-eyes.

Believe me,

it's one of the very few skills that I have.

Mm.

How did Luke do?

Luke?

Not so sure. Why do you ask?

You seem to be spending a lot of time with him, that's all.

Not sure what that means.

Just you're very friendly with him.

Avery, right?

Mm.

Why don't you ask what you want to ask?

Very well.

You're clearly not here for the camping.

No, I'm enjoying the camping.

What do you know about Luke?

I know he's in trouble.

And I'm guessing that you're part of that.

It seems there is quite a lot at stake, isn't there?

Is that a threat?

Maybe. Maybe not.

Just want you to know that I've... got my eye on you.

Oh.

Well, that's cryptic, isn't it?

Hmm.

Well...

...lovely chatting with you both.

What the hell was that?

I'm not quite sure.

So what's the plan?

Okay, what about this?

We bring the campers up here tonight on a night hike

and discover the body together.

That way, it looks like Mary found Paige's bag,

- confronts Luke... - And he killed her.

That's right.

How do you plan on getting all the campers way up here?

Well, thank God it's a supermoon tonight,

so I'll propose a night hike.

We've never done that, Sunny.

Yeah, I know, but we'll make it a special occasion.

I'm gonna go back down to camp and take care of Paige's cellphone.

- Alright. - Okay?

Yeah. I just hate this.

I just hate it.

Pretty sharp girl.

I admire that.

Starting here, Blaire Lucan, 18 years old,

the only daughter of Josie and Del Lucan.

Murdered May 2002.

Blaire went missing at an after-prom party at the Basin trailhead,

and her body was found before dawn at Deadman's Drop.

Heart was carved out.

Forensics said that the knife used had a curved blade like this one.

The knife was never found.

Okay, so with all these cold-case files, what was the working theory?

Lots of dead ends, but there was this.

Detectives thought that Blaire's death

- might not be a one-off. - Hmm.

Denise mentioned a link to other killings.

- How many? - Three in this region alone.

Possibly others.

All happened before Blaire, all still unsolved.

So our guy could be anybody?

What about the original suspects they questioned?

There was one that looked good for it,

- but he died two years ago. - Any others?

There's...

Let's see.

What the hell?

One of the suspect files is missing.

How's that?

Person of Interest "D."

See who checked it out last.

"RC."

RC?

Roman Cobb.

He was the first detective on the scene that night.

He's retired now.

He tampered with evidence. The question is why.

Well, let's pay him a visit and ask him why.

Wait a minute. What is this?

Okay, you see this heart?

This was taken at the Basin trailhead,

same place that Blaire went missing.

I saw one just like it last night

where the truck burned up, freshly carved.

I've been... I've been mapping some of them this morning.

Any up by where the backpacker disappeared?

Pretty close.

Didn't you say there was a heart carved into the figurine

that was left on the backpacker's body?

Yeah.

Okay, so he starts carving hearts again after all these years?

Maybe this is his hunting ground.

Maybe I should pull Emily out of that camp.

Okay, I'm gonna go to the trailhead, see if I can find this heart.

- Don't go alone. - Yeah.

Owners catch you tearing the place apart, you'll have hell to pay.

You scared me to death.

- When did you get back? - Just now.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, well, I lost an earring the other night.

I was just looking for it.

Right.

So why are you tiptoeing around my campsite?

Looking for Dad. You see him?

No, no.

Uh, last I heard, he was out checking the horses.

Um, I need you to do me a favor.

Would you go back into town

and get your father's refill at the pharmacy?

What, now? It can't wait till tomorrow?

No, it can't wait till tomorrow.

It's his blood pressure medicine.

You don't want to gamble with that, do ya?

- No. - No.

Yeah. Okay. Well, I gotta go get with the cook.

We need some picnic baskets for the hike tonight.

- A night hike? - Yeah.

That's not on the schedule.

Yeah, we just found out that there's a supermoon.

Don't want to miss that.

You be careful driving. See ya later.

Our friend Avery knows about Luke, Paige, and the $15 million.

I don't know how much, but he knows.

There's no such thing as a simple fetch job.

Yeah, well, we took the job. We've got to finish it.

Or?

Or what?

Let's hear it.

We cut our losses.

I'm serious.

These aren't the type of folks that take kindly to quitters, Donno.

You know that.

What has gotten into you?

It's just...

We got a good thing going now.

Two businesses, a real life.

I've never had anything to lose before.

Okay.

How about this for a compromise?

Let's go back to town, set a meeting,

and tell our employer he needs to double our fee.

- Good idea. - Yeah.

Yeah.

I was gonna save this for your birthday.

But I think you could use it now.

It's a good one.

It's nice balance, light recoil, easy to conceal.

It's beautiful, Donno.

Always one case that keeps you up at night.

Oh, yeah. I've got a few of those, Mr. Cobb.

Then you must know how it feels,

you two coming up here after all this time.

You took a file. How come?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Suspect in the Blaire Lucan case, Suspect "D."

You signed out the file and you never returned it.

So what if I did?

You've no business keeping evidence from a case file.

I know how it looks, alright?

But I had my reasons.

- Did someone pay you? - They tried.

Hell, if I hadn't taken it, they would have destroyed it.

So somebody was trying to protect this Suspect "D"?

- Who was it? - Why should I trust you two?

Well, why hang on to information like this all these years

if you didn't expect someone like us showing up?

We want to solve this case, Mr. Cobb,

and I think you do, too.

Alright. So why don't you tell me what you got?

We believe the killer is active again.

I knew this wasn't finished.

Well, then help us finish it.

You're lucky. I got it right here.

Here's your missing suspect.

I keep the originals in a safe place.

Blaire's boyfriend?

Yeah. Joe Walker.

His father, Hiram Walker, was the City Commissioner in 2002.

Okay, alright. So a powerful father

trying to bury evidence to protect his son.

Classmates said that Joe and Blaire

had a big fight at the dance

and that he was unaccounted for at the time she disappeared?

Yeah, and he said he was passed out drunk in his truck,

but no one could corroborate his story.

And you don't believe him, do you?

So why not go after him?

Hiram Walker was ruthless.

What do you mean?

When I refused to let it go, he had me put on desk duty,

saw to it that my ex-wife lost her job.

So I sat on that file all this time,

hoping that something would come along

to link Joe to the murder.

Mr. Cobb, listen to me.

We're gonna do our best to solve this case, I promise.

I appreciate that.

Not a day goes by that I don't regret not solving it.

Thank you.

Pops, I need an address for a Joe Walker.

No problem.

And check his records for me, will ya?

You got it. I'll send it to your phones.

Thanks.

Wait. That looks like the tree and the rocks.

Oh, yeah.

Yep.

Same weird red bark.

Wait, check this out.

That looks like a heart, right?

Mm-hmm. It's been there a while.

Yeah, well, 20 years, if the killer carved it

when they murdered Blaire.

So, what? This is like a signature or something?

The killer leaving their mark?

Or it's some kind of map.

This is the fifth tree carving I've seen in the area.

Oh, what is that?

It's a bumblebee.

Bumblebee... "B."

Blaire.

Blaire.

Clearly, this was planted, and the killer wanted us to find it.

Do you think it belonged to her?

We need to contact her family and find out.

If it does belong to Blaire,

then the killer kept it as a trophy

and now he's taunting us.

What happened? You go for a swim?

Well, almost.

I-I got some mud on me back there.

I was just washing up. Where you headed?

Mom's got me headed back to town

to, uh, pick up your blood pressure pills.

Apparently you let them run out again?

Yeah, well, you know what they say.

Memory's the first thing to go.

That's funny.

I highly recommend you do what your mother says, though.

Yeah.

You hear about this night hike she's organizing?

Oh, yeah. Moon is gonna look spectacular.

I don't remember doing that ever.

Well, it's good to try new things, son.

You know, it keeps the mind sharp.

You know, maybe I should stay, just to help out.

I think we got it covered,

but I'll see you when you get back.

- Okay. - Alright.

? Down in the valley ?

? The valley so low ?

? Hang your head over ?

? Hear the wind blow ?

? Hear the wind blow, love ?

? Hear the wind blow ?

? Hang your head over ?

? Hear the wind blow ?

Ma'am.

What's all this?

Oh, I bought out the place for a few hours

so we could have some privacy.

Privacy, huh?

These are my, uh, partners.

Tex, finest tracker west of the Mississippi

and above-average guitar player.

Nice to meet you, Miss Tonya.

And this here is Possum.

Now, you might be thinking, "What's a handsome young fella

like this doing with a nickname like 'Possum'?"

Possum does his business at night.

Ain't that right?

Night time's the right time.

Night time is the right time.

You got a pouch?

I got this. He got this.

What'd I say about that?

- Don't. - Right.

What about the weirdo?

He's mostly nice and then not.

That's quite the team. Okay, shall we?

Well, aren't you full of cute?

Hot damn.

Tony, you should have warned us.

A real professional woman.

Possum, what did I tell you, huh?

- Manners. - I'm sorry, sir.

Now, let's start with the complications.

Well, when you hired us, you failed to mention

that there are $15 million at stake.

You also failed to say that there are other people looking for it.

Double the danger, double the fee.

It's not the job we signed up for.

Hell. Honey, this ain't the life I signed up for.

Possum, neither. He wanted to go into... What was it now, P?

Artisanal pickling and BMX.

I like speed.

And, Tex, what was it you wanted to do?

Oh, you know. Haberdashery, mostly.

And Winston is doing exactly what he should be doing.

We don't care about your hobbies.

Except the pickles.

Now, who are all these other people looking for them?

One of the campers. His name is Avery McCallister.

We looked into him. Shady finance guy.

He knows about the money, too.

We found Luke. We can hand him over tonight.

But Paige is gone.

Gone as in dead or taken leave?

Unclear.

Always a wrinkle. I told you there was gonna be a wrinkle.

I'll tell you what. You two kill Luke,

and then we'll go have a look-see for Paige.

Killing Luke was never part of the agreement.

It is now.

Take the money, take the ride.

Tex dropping wisdom.

You know, businesses burn down so easy these days.

Sometimes with the owners inside.

If you're looking for your new besties,

Cutie and the Creep, they went into town.

Wait, Tonya and Donno left?

- How do you know that? - Saw them on their way out.

Said there was a problem at the restaurant or something.

Are they... Are they coming back?

Yeah, I think Tonya said

she'd be back for the night hike.

Why?

You look terrified.

Listen, there are some bad people on this trip.

If you want my advice, get the hell out of here.

I know I am.

What are you... Luke!

All those hopes and dreams in high school...

This is where that fresh-faced kid

- in a tux ends up. - That fresh-faced kid

could have killed three other people

- before he killed Blaire. - I know.

I'm just having a hard time thinking about a teenager

going state to state, killing people.

But then again, the world is full of all sorts.

Hey, Ted Bundy started playing with knives when he was 3.

Joe Walker? Sheriff's Department.

Anybody home?

Wonderful. He's cooking meth.

Sheriff's Department.

Aah!

Hiya, Joe.

Possession, assault,

assault with a deadly weapon, vandalism.

My, my, you have been busy, Joe.

Why don't you start by telling us

what happened with that hand?

Burnt it.

- Hazards of cooking meth. - Yeah, well, it got infected.

You wanna take a look?

I'll pass.

Where were you this afternoon around 3:00, 4:00?

I don't know. I was taking care of things at the ranch.

Anybody working with you today,

somebody who could verify where you were?

Look, if you're gonna bust me, will you just do it?

You're not here because of your janky meth lab, Joe.

Then why am I here?!

There was a break-in at a local P.I. office, Dewell and Hoyt.

What does that got to do with me?

Well, they just re-opened the Bleeding Heart Murder case.

Now, the person who broke in...

left them a little message,

said "Come and get me," and it was written in blood.

Says here a patrol officer found you a few weeks ago,

passed out in your truck down by the Basin trailhead.

What were you doing there?

They questioned me 20 years ago.

I didn't kill Blaire. I loved her.

Witness statements have you fighting with her the night she was killed.

It wasn't a fight.

Check the file.

- I was trying to console her, man. - Console?

Is that another word for shutting her up?

What happened that night, hmm? What did you do to her?

Nothing.

- Hey, Sunny. - Oh.

Hey, um, have you seen Emily?

Uh, can't say I have.

Well, she went to get a snack,

but that was an hour ago, and she's not in the mess tent.

Well, I'll keep an eye out for her.

I'm sure she's found her a nice place with a wonderful view.

- Yeah, okay. Thanks. - You bet.

Where is he?

Bathroom? With Mary, maybe?

- I'll check. - Wait!

His bag... it's gone.

Clothes too. Son of a bitch ran.

Talk about timing.

This is bad.

This is very bad.

Okay, he couldn't have gotten far.

I want you to go look for him.

- You're not coming? - No.

I got to keep an eye out for that Avery dude.

Yeah, that night, they pretended like they were happy for us,

taking all those photos at their house.

- The Lucans? - Yeah.

You know what Blaire never told anyone?

Not even her mom?

She was scared of him.

Scared of who? Her father?

Del held on so damn tight.

We were gonna leave after graduation,

and when he found out, he lost it.

Well, I'd be pretty pissed if my daughter planned

to cut out with her boyfriend.

Would you hurt her?

What are you saying?

Blaire had bruises on her arms the night of the prom.

Why do you think she covered up?

- Why didn't you tell anyone? - I tried.

No one believed me.

And you were a suspect.

Detective Cobb, man, he had it out for me.

Well, he had good reason.

They questioned Del, you know.

They always question the victim's parents.

He said he was out for a drive.

I know where he really was.

He was stalking us in his brand-new Chevy truck.

An overprotective father on prom night.

That's hardly stalking.

I think he had a plan.

Hello, Mr. Lucan?

My name is Cassie Dewell. I left you a message.

Mr. Lucan?

I just really need to speak with you.

We need to get ahold of Cassie

and let her know who we might be dealing with.

She texted me while we were in there.

- Oh, no. - What?

She went to Del Lucan's house.

Oh, that's gonna be a problem.

We just got a match on the print we pulled from the break-in.

You probably know what I'm gonna say next.

- Del Lucan. - When did she send the text?

20 minutes ago.

Straight to voicemail.

Okay, I'll drive. You keep calling her. Here.

Hello?

Well, what the hell?

Mr. Lucan, I'm Cassie Dewell.

I got your message.

Step back.

Oh, you're gonna trespass on my property

and you want to pull a gun on me?

Naw.

You're the one who broke into our office.

I had to get your attention.

You sure got mine with your post about the Bleeding Heart Murder.

So you left the pendant for us to find?

It was your daughter's, right?

I gave it to her on her 12th birthday.

She stopped wearing it, though.

I don't get it. What's with all the theater?

The blood, the message?

It worked, didn't it?

What'd it take you, all of three, four hours to get to me?

Okay.

I'm here. I'm listening.

You want to tell me how it happened?

Why did you kill Blaire?

What?

Y-You think I killed my daughter?

No.

My God, no. I loved her.

I loved my little girl. I would never hurt her.

I...

Her heart was carved out of her body

like some butchered elk.

I would never hurt my little girl.

But they forgot about her.

That's why I collect all this.

Someone needs to keep looking.

Okay, I hear you.

Hands, now!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. - Back up.

- You okay, Cassie? - Yeah, I'm okay.

The killer's still out there.

Luke!

Anyone?!

I'm fine, I'm fine.

It's fine, it's fine, it's fine, it's fine, it's fine.

Mary?

Oh, my God.

Help me!

Somebody help me please!

Help!

Aah!

Emily. What are you doing out here?

You need to help! Somebody killed her!

- Killed who? - Mary!

She's dead!

Show me.

Show me.

Hey.

Who is this?

That's some kid they spotted in the woods

the night of the afterparty, the night Blaire was killed.

And the police did the composite sketch?

Yeah, but he was never seen again.

How old did they say he was?

Teenager?

What are you thinking?

I think it's the guy that I saw with the truck.

Really?

I mean, older, but it's the same eyes.

It's him.

Okay, everyone.

We've got 10 minutes till the supermoon hike.

Hey, I don't know if we should wait for Mary.

I haven't seen her in hours.

I think she's off with Luke.

Hmm, she could be.

Those two are pretty tight.

Okay, y'all be sure and get you one of these flashlights.

The moon's gonna brighten up the trail quite a bit,

but you'll want one, trust me.

Okay?

I still can't find Emily.

Okay.

No, it's not okay, Avery.

It's been over two hours. I'm gonna call Beau.

That's not a good idea. Look, she's fine, alright?

She's a responsible girl. She knows

what time we're supposed to leave at.

- She's... - Hey, Sunny?

- Yeah? - Did you see Emily anywhere?

I still haven't found her.

No, I haven't, hon. I'm sorry.

Okay, thanks.

Yeah, uh-huh.

Okay, we'll take care of that tomorrow. Thanks.

There's still no sign of Emily.

O-Okay, just calm down.

Buck's up on the trail making a safety pass for bears and whatnot.

If Emily's up there, he'll find her.

Okay, well, I'm not gonna go with you.

I'm gonna stay here in case she comes back.

Okay.

You can go on with them if you want to.

Hey.

Call the sheriff!

Somebody killed Mary!

- Emily? - Mom.

Emily.

Emily, my God.

Mary!

Oh, my God! No.

Buck, what happened?

Emily found her.

Are you okay?

I don't know.

Em, is that Paige's bag?

Yeah.

Where's Luke?

That's a good question.

Buck?

I don't know, but somebody better find him.

Hey, baby.

Paige.

Miss me?

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