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-Previously, on Beyond...

-You're from the Realm.

Everything you love

will be dust!

There's no stopping it now!

I like you,

and I would be garbage

if I let this go any further.

Pastor Ian isn't

who he says he is.

He belongs to some cult,

and the FBI is investigating.

I found a camera.

I want that footage now.

I truly doubt you'd

wanna see it.

I tried to turn myself in.

-Tom--

-Let go!

Tom:

Hey, hey!

Let me go!

I'm Dr. Tolan,

Edgar's head doctor.

Shall we?

They're here, aren't they?

We gotta come back for 'em.

Edgar:

We gotta use that freezer

to block more of them

from comin' over.

-Ahh!

-(shatters)

-(electricity crackling)

-(alarm beeping)

(elevator chimes)

(elevator doors thud)

(elevator chimes)

(elevator doors thud)

(elevator chimes)

(elevator doors thud)

(elevator chimes)

(elevator doors thud)

Ughh...

This is just great.

-(thudding continues)

-(alarm continues)

Computer (distorted):

All cryo chambers online.

(doors thud)

Ms. Shoemacher...

they're gone!

Where did they go?

Borden:

Your mom doesn't know

you're here?

Are you okay?

No. No.

I am pretty far

from being okay.

I just...

I just really hope

you're for real.

I'm for real.

And I'm here to help.

Then tell me what you know

about Hollow Sky.

I have been pursuing Isaac Frost

and his organization

for years now,

and I am this close

to having the whole thing

by the balls.

But meanwhile, your family

is still in very real danger.

So, if you can share

what you know...

I can help you.

Here's the thing...

Hollow Sky is searching

for something.

Chasing rumors about people

who've developed abilities,

powers, and some kind

of machine,

invented by this cryptomystic,

Arthur Forman.

And... I ha-- no,

I didn't bring it.

Okay.

(sighs)

Luke, I'm just gonna ask you

point blank:

Has Holden ever demonstrated

any... odd or unusual behavior?

(scoffs)

Do flying cars count?

Then yeah, I would say

he has some... unique abilities.

Okay, but more importantly,

Hollow Sky is a warped

criminal cult.

Like full stop, I mean,

they kidnapped Holden,

like, held us

under armed guard

against our will.

-Wait, wait. Shh, shh!

-They put cameras in my house!

Shh! Shh, shh, shh.

They threatened us,

chased us!

Luke, that's why

I'm here.

We know about the machines.

-Do you know about the machines?

-Nothing good.

Elaborate.

How 'bout... we start

with the...

location of their little...

"black helicopter compound."

(pen clicks)

But you need to give me

your word...

that you will raid

that damn place

with, like...

big-ass guns.

Doin' the right thing.

Still can't believe

we're really gonna do this.

Still can't believe

you almost didn't do this,

especially after you guys

got so close last time?

It shouldn't even be

that hard.

You're suddenly

Seal Team commando now.

Yeah, we walk in,

snag Edgar, walk out,

put him in an ancient freezer

you found buried in the woods,

which will transport him

interdimensionally

to another realm of existence,

where Edgar will make it stop

leaking cranky demons

hellbent

on destroying our world,

starting

with the Matthews family.

What is so hard about that?

Grab the Kit-Kats.

I don't care

how hard it is, okay?

We've got one shot, one.

To pull this off.

Like we talked about

last night, I'm through running.

So are you.

You got it, hotshot.

And, um... listen.

I am totally down to rescue

a fellow Hollow-Sky

patient-slave,

as long as you're up to it.

You can't keep going on

like this forever.

It's gotta be hittin'

close to home.

And this is the easy part.

I'm only rescuing Edgar

so I can stop Diego.

I know.

I saw him, too.

Uhh--

Hey.

Hey...

You okay?

Yeah. Sorry, just, uh...

pre-game jitters.

Woo-hoo!

Three points!

Huh-ha!

And 20 percent off!

Look, Jeff, I told you,

we're not here for this.

-This is my membership card,

motherf--

-Funyuns!

All right, listen,

I only had a few minutes

to case the area,

but my... somewhat crude map

here shows--

Crude?

No, Jeff, not crude at all.

Shows that

the TV room's adjacent

to the loading area there.

Thursday just so happens

to be... Edgar's TV day.

Now, if we're able to find

an alternate entrance

-and avoid detection...

-We'll have ourselves

a standard grab-and-bag.

Hey. Hey!

Get back! Back! Back!

I wouldn't say standard.

This is a guy

who blew up a TV.

-With his mind.

-And you know,

as a TV-exploding veteran,

I can promise you...

we don't know what this guy

will do, or doesn't do...

or won't do.

Why didn't he wake up?

Every other cryo patient gone,

but not Frost.

-Why?

-Good question.

I've been wondering

the same thing.

But does it really matter?

Would it explain any of this?

Or the side effects?

Get me up to speed.

Do you have any idea

where they went?

We're not

the Missing Persons Bureau,

and it's time

we cut our losses.

We're moving Frost

to another lab.

Our people on the outside are

keeping the authorities at bay

until this can all get broomed,

before anyone

in the congregation

gets wind of it.

Why does it seem

like you're just checking boxes?

Because that's

what managers do.

Anticipate. Decide.

Be proactive, not reactive.

Some of this

you can learn at school.

Now those who wear

the big-boy pants

know that we're sitting

on nearly nine figures

in contributions.

Our job is to protect

that investment,

as well as the belief system

of our clientele,

which this would,

in my estimation,

(whispers)

threaten.

Yeah.

It's all threatening something.

It just seems

like our clientele

aren't the only ones

you've been lookin' out for.

What's that supposed to mean?

Means I don't believe you.

I see.

And yet, I thought you'd

do anything for the cause.

Maybe it's time

you started acting

like you believed

in something.

Well, I believe

we have a much bigger problem.

(sighs)

What's that?

The FBI.

They've been working

with the Holden Matthews family.

From what I understand...

they're extremely proactive.

Diane.

-Stay away.

-Hey. Please.

I need you to understand.

My feelings for you were true.

I never betrayed you

in my heart.

Really?

And where was your heart

when you were recording

me and the boys in our home

without my knowledge?

What reason

could you possibly have?

Do you understand that

I will destroy any threat

to protect my children?

So are you gonna

stop apologizing

and tell me something

that will actually help?

No.

I didn't think so.

-(footsteps)

-(car alarm beeps)

Diane, I'm--

I'm not a bad man.

I'm just not a strong man.

We were-- We were

together for months

before they came to me

with this request.

-And by then, I was--

-You thought it wouldn't matter.

Yes!

I have a meeting

with the FBI today.

So if you...

ever cared about me,

or Luke, or Holden,

come with me.

Talk to them.

It's your choice.

Thank you.

Thank you, I will.

I'll be there.

(engine starts)

-(buzzer)

-(door opens)

-Officer:

Lunchtime, fellas.

-(door closes)

Suit yourself.

(speaking Spanish)

Tom:

Hey, who's in there?

Hey! Hey!

-(buzzer)

-(door opens)

(door closes)

You're the one who

attacked my son, aren't you?

You son of a bitch.

Turn around.

(speaking Spanish)

The hell did you say?

You can't protect

your son... Papa.

What's coming

at your son, Holden...

you can't protect him.

(bangs on bars)

You better hope to hell

I never get outta here.

Charlie:

How's it going?

Hey, can you get the door?

Thank you.

Okay.

She's in.

It's like Christmas mornin'

every Thursday, am I right?

No. I said, we can't take

anything frozen today.

Sorry, it's gotta go back

in the truck.

Are you kidding me?

I can't let this stuff

melt in my truck.

Guard:

Not my problem.

Through reception.

Corridor two, which leads

to the TV break room.

(on radio)

Great map, gents.

Six-year-old draw this thing?

I'm at the TV room.

I got it.

I got it from here.

-Sshh!

-What?

Okay?

I can't hear.

Charlie:

Guys, we may

have a problem.

It's 2:00 p.m.

You guys said Edgar

wouldn't miss an Alf rerun

for all the freezers

in Kansas,

so where... is he?

Alf:

I wouldn't eat a cat,

I only like kittens.

Holden on radio:

Do you even know

what Edgar looks like?

Yeah, okay-- yeah,

I'm pretty sure I remember,

a tall, fat, Chinese guy

with red hair, right?

-Patient: Ice cream.

-Nurse: Hey.

-Patient: Ice cream.

-Nurse: Sssh. Ssshh.

-There's no ice cream today,

I told you before.

-Ice... cream.

-Ice... cream.

-Nurse: C'mon. Calm down.

-Calm down.

-Patients: Ice cream.

-Nurse: Guys!

-Ice cream!

Ice cream!

Ice cream!

Okay, girl.

I guess plan B is on you.

What else is new?

-Sit down!

-Ice cream!

Ice cream.

Explain to me

why receiving

won't hold my stuff

till the freezer's fixed?

I mean, you know

ice cream melts, right?

(footsteps)

Hey, guys...

it looks like your,

uh, Dr. Tolan?

Dead to rights.

Except, why is she

wearing a parka?

Jeff, Jeff!

Jeff, Jeff, Jeff!

We got Tolan.

Edgar can't be far away.

(elevator beeps)

(beeping)

(video game noises)

Put the game away

and give me your radio.

(shivering)

Charlie: I lost Tolan

in the freight elevator,

which is locked.

This way.

What do you mean it's locked?

You need a key card to get in.

Ice cream!

Okay, well,

Edgar's not here.

Why didn't you

check his room?

Using these crappy maps?

-Hey...

-Besides,

there's guards everywhere,

and everything's locked.

I mean,

what do I look like, Buffy?

-Kinda.

-Shhhhh!

Guys, keep it down.

-Ice cream!

-There's no ice cream

for the TV group today.

Okay, didn't you hear?

But I don't want

the group's ice cream.

I want my ice cream!

I want ice cream!

It's Thursday!

Where's my ice cream?

You know ice cream melts, right?

-Patients:

Ice cream.

-Edgar's in the freezer.

Yeah, we know,

we gotta get Edgar

to the freezer.

No no no, no.

Edgar's in the freezer.

Here.

Ice cream!

We gotta get down there.

Ice cream!

Wait here.

I've got an idea.

It's ice cream time!

Here, everyone!

Here you go.

We've got chocolate.

Who likes tutti fruiti?

I know you do.

And I know you do.

Nice.

(patients clamoring)

Here's one for you.

(chuckles)

Nice.

Jeff:

C'mon, let's go.

Let's go!

He'll show up.

And... if he doesn't show up,

it doesn't necessarily mean

he was lying about everything.

You know?

I understand.

-Thank you.

-Mm.

But it's not

just about Ian anymore,

it's about my family now.

Believe me, I get it.

I have a handful myself.

James. Seventeen.

He's playing the saxophone

in the school band tonight,

and I'll miss it...

again.

I know, I work too much.

Yeah.

I know how you feel.

God, Holden's

younger brother Luke,

he's had to practically

fend for himself

most of his life.

I didn't know

you had another son.

Can we get

a couple of refills?

There it is.

-(screech)

-(crash)

(glass breaking)

Son of a--

What the hell

were you thinking?

Dr. Tolan:

You know I don't like this,

but I'm trying to help you.

And I can't help you

unless you give me

some answers,

so, why don't we try again?

Edgar?

How are you starting fires?

Talk to me.

Have you gotten

a hold of medications?

Chemicals?

Is there some trick?

Why are you doing this

to me?

Edgar, these past few weeks,

it's nothing but outbursts

and Holden, Holden, Holden.

Yes. I've looked

into Holden Matthews, Edgar,

he was also in a coma.

Just like you.

I find that rather coincidental,

don't you?

Can he do unusual things, too?

Stop.

Something's not right.

Edgar.

These aren't doctor questions.

(breathing)

Edgar, you don't

wanna do this.

You know it's pointless.

Man:

Hey, Eddie, we've got

a disturbance in the TV room.

(breathing)

This can be over,

Edgar. Anytime.

(door closing)

(door closing)

(video game noises, stops)

(video game resumes)

Jeff:

All right, we need to haul ass

right now.

Let's put this rent-a-cop

outta commission ASAP.

-Yeah.

-(Charlie clears throat)

What?

-Outta commission.

-Right.

Let's go coma-boy,

you got a smorgasbord here.

Okay.

Too noisy.

Too Manson.

-Um...

-Dude.

Okay.

(clattering)

Nice try.

They can't all be winners.

Okay, Jeff,

you got any ideas?

Jeff? Jeff?

(clearing throat)

Excuse me?

Mr. Fat-Ass?

Are you gonna save

any of that food in the freezer

for the rest of us?

-Is he always

this impatient?

-I...

(grunts)

Damn!

All right... now I'm ready.

-Ooh!

-(grunting)

-(punches landing)

-(grunting)

Ooh...

-Ahhh--

-Oooh!

(grunting)

Go. Go!

Now! Now!

-(grunting)

-Jeff: I got this!

Ohh! Ohh!

Edgar!

Um, we're here to rescue you!

That's the best you got?

(Jeff grunting)

Ooh.

-(grunts)

-Ooh!

(grunting)

Ahh!

Aaah!

(silverware falling)

Okay, here we go.

(banging noises)

Come on!

-You okay?

-You good?

Okay. Let's go!

(thud)

Jeff!

(banging on door)

-Jeff!

-Uhh!

(grunting)

(clattering)

Jeff!

Open the door!

We got trapped in here!

We've gotta go!

Uggh! Oww!

(coughs)

Were you ready for that?

Hey.

You better be worth it, man.

Saddle up,

let's get the hell outta here.

Yeah.

Good job.

Ohh... party's over, Scarface.

-(moans)

-Try to focus.

(laptop beeping)

(doorbell rings)

(inaudible)

Okay, I know that I said

that we shouldn't see

each other,

and... you know,

I totally butchered

that whole conversation,

'cause-- why are you

leading with that?

Why?

God, you're such an idiot.

Luke.

Uhh...

hey, Willa.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, I, uh...

Hey, look, I-- I'm-- I'm sorry,

I-- I actually really

despise people that

just show up like this.

I mean, why can't they

just pick up the phone first?

Let you know

that they're coming?

Do you...

wanna come in?

Yeah.

I do.

Good.

I wanna show you something.

Whoa-hah-hoh.

Wha-- So, uh...

this thing also

takes you into the Realm?

At one time, it did.

What...

very, uh... county fair.

Mm, before Hollow Sky

turned into a theme park,

I guess.

But if this machine

takes you into the Realm,

I mean, like, wh-- why the hell

are you trying to fix it?

Because, Holden believes

he did something to corrupt

the Realm,

that he let something bad

cross over into our world.

If I can get this

machine to work,

I think I can set things right,

make everything how it was.

You wanna know what I think?

I-- I think it's time

to stop obsessing

over magic machines.

-Luke.

-Willa.

I spoke to the FBI.

-You what?

-I had to.

They already

have an investigation

going on for Hollow Sky.

Hey-- Hey?

I really think that they

can help us.

And what's gonna happen

to Arthur when they help us?

When the FBI

breaks all of this open,

what's gonna happen to him?

Something that should've

happened long ago.

He's right, Willa.

-It's caused

too much suffering.

-Arthur--

Maybe it's time

for all of this to come

to an end.

I'm ready if you are.

(buzzing)

C'mon, c'mon c'mon, c'mon.

Oh, no no no no no.

It's supposed--

It's supposed to work.

-Oh, great.

-(card buzzing)

Dr. Tolan:

Holden Matthews.

So nice to see you again.

You too, Dr. Chang.

(quietly)

Stand back.

We may not have time

for the usual wind-up here,

know what I mean?

(door rattling)

(crash)

(laughs)

Dr. Tolan:

Edgar? You've known me

for many years,

I've always looked out for you,

you're safe here.

We've always taken care of you

when no one else would.

Those men from yesterday,

they weren't who they said

they were,

that makes them liars.

Edgar, you understand that?

You guys move on.

I got this.

Edgar...

we're your family here.

My family's dead.

Don't talk about my family.

Edgar...

(bubbling)

(sizzling)

He's turning this place

into an oven!

Uhhh...

-(yelling)

-(sizzling)

This can be over... anytime.

(moaning and grunting)

(whispering)

Edgar.

(screaming) Oh god!

Edgar.

Please!

Edgar!

We need to go.

It's over...

now.

(distressed murmurs)

Ohhh!

Just let me go!

I-- I won't tell anyone.

I promise.

I mean, I haven't

even seen your faces.

Problem is...

I don't believe anything

you say...

because you lied to me before

about recording

your surveillance.

I didn't lie.

I didn't lie.

Holden's folks wouldn't

have hit the panic button

and called the feds

if they didn't see proof

that you were spying on 'em.

Me? No no, not me,

no, y-- your people--

-I was just--

-Only following orders?

You know,

I think I've heard that

someplace before.

Listen. Listen.

I have been a Hollow Sky

youth leader for six years.

I wouldn't have done anything

to harm the church.

Then why were you running?

I was coming in

from the cold.

Coming in to whom?

I'm not your enemy.

I have followed the teachings

of Isaac Frost.

That's interesting.

So then you'd say

that you're a true believer?

-Yes.

-And as a man of God,

-you believe in what

we're trying to accomplish?

-Yes.

I don't mean the mental health

stuff and the yoga classes.

I'm talkin' about beating death.

-Yes!

-You're sayin' you believe

in them?

Yes! Yes!

Yes, I believe in the bridge

to the afterlife.

That we can cross that bridge

back and forth?

Yes! Yes.

Then why are you

afraid to die?

I'm not afraid to die.

Good.

Because as you know...

death is only the beginning.

So then we agree...

you're not gonna kill me then?

No.

I'm in management now.

(bird cawing)

No.

No, no, no.

No, no, no!

No! No!

(gunshot)

-Thank you.

-Here's to us.

Hm-hm, and our new project.

-(sighs)

-Some things

are worth waiting for.

Baby, I told you.

Don't play with me, Tess.

Something is wrong,

and it's been wrong

for a while now.

So just level with me

and tell me what it is.

I have cancer.

Ovarian.

How long have you known?

-Couple months.

-A couple--

Wh-- how on earth

could you justify

keeping something

like this from me?

I'm sorry, Robin.

Robin, truly, I'm--

I just could never

seem to find the words.

Just listen.

It's in remission.

The prognosis

is extremely optimistic.

And that's not even

the good news.

What good news?

I'm about to wrap

some things up at work.

I mean...

You mean... retire?

I'm on the brink...

of finally reaping the benefits

of all this... struggle.

We both know that things

have been complicated at work.

I know.

You don't have to explain.

To see this through...

to finally do the things

that we talked about,

dreamed about.

We're going to have to go

as far away as possible...

and never come back.

You got an exit strategy?

Yeah.

-You bet your ass.

-(laughs softly)

Garza:

Oh, whoa, whoa,

whoa, easy, easy.

-Easy!

-(country music plays

on radio)

You're coming in too hot.

Boom.

Much as I enjoy your company,

can't say I wouldn't

rather be down at Wayne's

for LT's going away party.

Your turn.

Someone's gotta mind the store

in case of a city riot.

I'm looking for the prisoner.

-Come again?

-The prisoner.

What prisoner?

Why don't you just

take a seat, homie?

Senior Deputy Garza

for Sheriff Dayton.

Well, find him.

Pete?

Where the hell'd you go?

Pete?

-(door creaking)

-Deputy Adler, respond!

(door shuts)

Pete?

Pete?

Are you there?!

Run!

Run!

We're under attack, Jimmy!

Jimmy:

I saw them out front.

They're surrounding the place.

Who the hell are they?

(gun cocks)

-Jimmy: What the hell?

-(generator whirs)

(loud banging)

Stay calm.

Take a position.

(guns cocking)

-(gunshot)

-(cocks gun)

Go, go! Now!

(gunshots muffled,

shouting indistinct)

Hey!

What's going on out there?!

-(gunshots, shouting continue)

-Let me out!

(gunshots, shouting continues)

Who are you people?

(cell door unlocks)

(grunts)

Do you remember, Papa,

what I said about how

you couldn't protect your son?

Told ya.

(grunts)

Edgar:

It's here!

This is where I buried it.

How'd you bury it so deep?

Edgar:

With a shovel.

Edgar was amazing back there.

-Yep.

-Edgar: We're close!

We're getting close!

I'm just not sure

it's the kind of amazing

I find personally attractive.

You know what I mean.

He was brave.

You know, braver than anyone

I'd ever seen

up close like that before.

Yeah, that is not a guy

who's ever gonna be--

Normal.

I thought we gave up

on that whole--

-I know, we did. It's just--

-Edgar: It's just up here!

Jeff:

Edgar, calm down.

It's just... is that

gonna be me in 20 years?

Is that where I'm heading?

You know, someone's tool

rotting in a lab,

praying to be rescued

by a merry band of soc...

You know I won't

let that happen.

Edgar:

I found it!

I found it!

Holden:

Okay, so, uh...

you get in the-- the freezer.

The freezer takes you

to the Realm,

-and that's basically

how you're going to--

-Oh, no, no, no. No.

"Oh, no," what?

What's "Oh, no?"

I'm not going in,

Holden Matthews.

You are.

Uh, come again, bro?

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hold up a damn second.

We just busted you out,

so you could go--

I can only show you how.

But the actual journey? That--

that privilege

belongs to Holden...

and Holden alone.

(Holden sighs)

Screw it.

Let's do this.

(theme music plays)