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I will get the fuck out of your house,

and I am taking those kids with me.

What have I told you about doing this?

Look at this.

Chewing your fingernails again, huh?

Now, just because your parents,

didn't love you enough to treat you better or teach you right.

So now, you got me.

Shut up!

That's my girl.

Yeah.

Get me out!

Help me. Open the door!

Get--

Drop your weapon!

Uh, this morning, at approximately 300 hours,

some serious malefactors started a fire at Pendleton,

and escaped.

How many, cap?

Well, we think around six.

You have the folders. They're complete.

One of the escaped prisoners just killed a police officer

over in Ramona county.

Really bad motherfuckers, okay?

So, we have to be worse than them.

The fire is under control.

But they are still at large.

We need two-man teams.

Some on the phones.

Some on the field.

That's a great idea, captain.

I'm so glad you approve.

All right, any questions?

They're dangerous, go after them.

Protect our community, yeah? That's what we're here to do.

Dismissed.

I'll see you in the back.

Morning.

-Here you go. -Thanks.

Hm.

Davis, what's all this stuff?

Looks like paperwork to me.

It's got your name on it.

Yeah, we're a team, remember?

I scratch your back, you scratch my ass?

Hey. Get your shit together. Stop showing up late.

Damn, damn.

Shotwell, Larson, in here, please.

Be nice.

Have a seat, will you?

All right, as of now, you two are on domestic disturbance.

Uh, with all due respect, sir,

why don't you just put us on neighborhood watch?

Listen, this is our hood, okay?

So if some stay-at-home mom

hears a flower pot being knocked over

by a stray cat,

and thinks it's Jeffrey fucking dahmer,

we're gonna investigate.

That, I understand.

Sir.

Erica.

I'm sorry, captain, he's just, uh,

-he's going through some stuff. -I love the both of you,

you know that.

All right.

There's something I have to acquaint you with.

- Hey. - -Hey.

It's you and me. We're on a date tonight.

- In public?

Yeah.

We talked about this.

Come on.

Do you value your job?

I do, actually. Yeah.

One shot makes me calm.

Two shots makes me patient.

Polite.

Fix this up.

Come on, we have people cutting steaks

with their hands, go.

We need silverware. Andale, andale.

Thank you.

They are armed and dangerous.

One prisoner's been shot and killed

during a confrontation with police officers.

We'll keep you up to date on this developing story.

This is Dan Miller, reporting live,

Ramona county, channel five.

I'm not, I'm not gonna play babysitter.

Well, that makes two of us.

Women find you comforting.

Women find me intimidating.

Besides, I did the "there, there" thing

at the past three houses.

It is your turn.

We'll settle this right now, fair and square.

We'll flip for it.

Heads.

- Fuck.

Thank god, you're here.

Hi, ma'am, Julian pd.

This is detective shotwell, I'm detective Larson.

You called in a disturbance?

Yeah, I heard a noise from the house across the street.

Okay. Ma'am, did you see anything?

I'm not gonna go over there. It was horrible.

We understand.

You stay right here,

and I will go and make sure that the coast is clear.

You can't leave me here alone.

No, no. This able-bodied detective

will be right here, keeping you company.

Thank you.

- Sure.

--Really?

Um...

Ma'am, do you mind if I asked you

-a few more questions? -No, do you want to come in?

Yeah, sure, yeah. Thank you.

This is shotwell!

Code 11-47.

I need an EMT and back up, stat!

Damn it.

It's okay, sweetie. It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

--It's gonna be okay.

- It's okay.

- Oh, Jesus.

- Ah!

Did you clock out already?

No.

You working tomorrow?

Yeah.

You don't really have much to say, do you?

No.

- "No."

You don't ever just...

Enjoy the silence?

Is that your polite way of telling me to shut up?

I'm gonna go check my tables.

Okay.

Yeah!

And that, that, Richard, is how it's done.

So, can I have my money, please?

-Very good. -Thank you, sir.

Thank you. Always a pleasure.

-All right. -Thanks.

- Look at that. - -Hey, Larson.

You might shoot pool better than criminals.

It's too soon, man. It's just too soon.

You know what, that guy was ten feet away, it was not...

The shot, well, it kicked him in the face.

Hey, I say that uppity bitch had it coming.

She needed to be taken down a peg or two.

All right...

-Slow down. -Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Can you do me a favor?

Can you fuck this stick out of her ass?

And tell her to lighten up a bit.

I'll fucking knock you in the face, Davis. Seriously.

Hi.

You know.

Fuck.

Boo.

It's good to know how you guys really feel about me.

You wanna take a crack at me?

Erica.

Fucking assholes!

Erica... Erica, wait.

Stop. Stop. Stop.

-Stop it. -Please. Stop. Wait.

-No, go away. -Just wait.

Please, stop.

Stop.

Look, I wanted you to meet me tonight.

I wanna have a spe-- fuck.

I wanna have a special night.

Yeah, that's what I thought it was gonna be,

but I guess you couldn't wait for me to start.

We have time. We have time.

--You're so beautiful.

No.

Listen to me.

I can't.

Not with you like this.

Erica.

I'm sorry.

Get home safe.

Erica.

I just received confirmation

that Samuel price was shot and killed this morning.

After Julian police officers found him

breaking into a neighborhood home.

We also have reports coming in

that four inmates still remain at large,

this, after the fire at Pendleton penitentiary.

A fire that left three dead,

and over a dozen prisoners in critical condition.

We'll keep you updated with more information

as the search for these convicts continues.

- Reporting live...

Mm-hm.

-Alex, um... -Yeah?

Just, can we, can we not to do this?

What?

Just...

Let's not do this, okay?

What's wrong?

I don't know. Um, I'm sorry. I'm... I'm sorry.

Okay, fine.

We can take it slow.

You should... you should leave.

You need to go.

Matt.

- See you, Matt.

- What? - you're overwhelmed.

-And you're too close to it. -No.

-No. -What do you mean "no"?

I mean, with all due respect, sir.

- Are you serious? - -Yes.

-These are my brothers. -And we will solve the case.

No, sir, not without me, you won't.

You cannot take me off the case.

-You are dismissed. -Fuck.

Fuck!

Fuck! What are you gonna do?

You're gonna put Anthony on the case?

Huh? Is Anthony gonna fuck-- fuck you!

Good job. Good luck.

Good fuckin' luck!

Brian.

What just happened?

What was that all about?

Let me explain.

Come here.

Twenty years ago...

Four foster brothers, little boys, were abducted,

and kept in a mine shaft for two weeks.

The names...

Were George middleton,

Matt tresner, Josh Ridley, and...

- Brian Larson? - -That's right.

Jesus.

And they escaped. Larson got them out somehow.

An incredible situation.

The perp is a dirtbag by the name of James whitley.

We know that whitley was the one who started the fire

to effectuate the escape from Pendleton.

Now, listen, Brian can't be on this case anymore.

He's too close to it. Abrams!

This is your partner now.

Inspector shotwell.

Pleasure to be your mate.

He's been undercover for eight months.

You got to bring him up to speed.

-But... -Dismissed.

-Thank you, sir. -Yes, sir.

What the fuck just happened?

Uh, you know what.

Hey, Lisa. Can I have another?

Already got it for you, hun.

- There you go. - -Thanks.

She's a treasure.

Yeah, that was, uh...

That was something.

Ah, she's moving.

I'm Samantha.

I'm...

Josh.

Is that a long island iced tea?

It is. It is, indeed.

People still drink that?

Oh, I see you got jokes.

Did you, uh...

Come here with her?

Absolutely not, no.

Good.

Really?

Yeah.

Then you don't have to leave with her.

Uh...

Let's get out of here.

Uh...

- Okay. - -Yeah?

Yes.

This is it?

This is it.

That shit looks filthy.

So do you.

Shit.

Look, uh, a room for the night, please.

Name?

I'm, um, Peter Piper.

Is that a family name?

I'm in a hurry.

Just for the night.

Three hundred, cash only.

Come on.

That includes a discretion fee.

You gonna be shitting me.

Fucking hell.

Peter.

I'm worth it.

- Get the cash.

Room eight.

Have fun.

Thanks.

Oh, good, you're a gentleman.

I'm a gent. Yeah.

I'm not even gonna take my socks off to fuck you.

That's how freaky I'm about to get.

Shut up.

Oh.

You're gonna like what I have for you.

Oh. Oh, okay.

All right.

Oh.

You into some kinky shit, huh, baby?

- I am. -Hmm.

- You like that? - -Mm-hm.

Yeah?

Damn, baby.

Shut up.

You tying my hands to the bedpost.

Mmm, it's a little '90s, but, you know.

I can fuck with it.

You're not in charge here, Mr. Piper.

Okay.

I'm in charge.

Why'd you stop?

Oh, man, come on.

I can't take it.

Come on. Hurry up.

Bring that sexy ass over here, please.

- Huh? - -Yeah.

Keep going. Don't play with me like that.

- Oh, yeah? - -Yeah.

-Hmm. Mm. -Safeword is pickle.

Shit, we got safewords?

Oh, love this shit.

Would you like to see my pickle?

I said shut up.

--Oh.

You must be broken.

Yeah. Fix me, baby. Fix me.

What the hell is that?

Is that some damn Beethoven?

What're you doing?

Hmm.

Yeah. Be gentle though, baby.

Hm.

Yeah.

Oh, yeah, yeah. That's it. There you go right there. Oh!

Oh, there she is.

That's what I'm talking about.

Ugh. Pickle.

Ugh! What the fuck you're doing?

It's Mozart.

- But you were close. -What the fuck?

Relax. Relax.

I have something...

Something inspired by our own government.

Lethal injection.

--Uh-huh.

I do tend to use a little extra potassium chloride.

- Yeah.

There, there. Relax.

It typically starts with one single sore,

the entry point.

It breaks in.

- Infiltrates enemy lines.

It nags, it lingers. It...

It fights.

It builds an army.

- And then...

...poof.

Within seconds...

Your heart...

Surrenders.

Everything's gonna be okay, Josh.

You're free.

Dana.

Brian, I can't find Josh.

Huh? Hey, calm down. Sorry, what?

I know he went out last night, drinking.

This is the last time. I'm not gonna take this shit

-anymore. -No, you know what, I'm...

He'll be all right. I'll make some phone calls.

Just stay by your phone, I'll call you back, okay?

Tell you brother to get his ass--

This guy, um...

Have you seen him lately?

I saw him last night, actually.

But I think he left with a pro.

Can you describe her?

Yeah, she was, uh, early 30's.

Tall, brown hair.

Kinda pale.

Huh.

Yeah, all right.

Yeah. I mean, keep it.

Do you know where they went?

What potential do foster parents

possess themselves?

They're an abomination.

God himself, has cursed them.

They, they cannot,

of their own accord, bear children.

They cannot bear fruit, and like maggots,

they must feast on the flesh

of those who do not belong to them,

- in order to feel...

Where are you?

Parker put you on my brother's case, right?

Yes. But, Brian, are you okay?

All right, look. Josh's wife called me.

She hasn't seen him. She's worried sick.

So, I went to visit a couple places

that we used to go.

The bartender at Jones'

remembers seeing him leave with a pro last night.

Anadelle motel, you ever heard of it?

Can I help you?

Detective shotwell, detective Abrams.

We're looking for someone

who might have passed through here last night.

Uh, may I please see your log sheet?

Okay, well, I can speed things up, if you'd like.

Just takes one call to my superiors.

Then I submit an affidavit to the judge

that states that you are running a prostitution ring

out of this motel.

They will come here. They will take your license,

they will take your motel.

And they will give you five to ten.

Or you can just show me the log sheet,

and this conversation never happened.

Is this the shooter station?

Mm-hm.

Did you read the section on point St. George?

I went there last spring.

Gorgeous.

Peter Piper.

- That's a pseudonym. -You think?

- All right, look.

Is this the Peter Piper that checked in last night?

It's hard to say. He's fine-looking.

A shrike?

They Pierce their food on thorns.

It holds them in position so they can eat small bites.

--Abrams.

Uh, sorry.

I'm gonna need to see this room.

You should take some of my apples home with you.

My crops this year have been delicious.

Is that a temptation?

Malus domestica.

It's the fall of humanity.

Actually, in norse and Greek mythology,

this represents eternal youth.

- Really?

What are you doing?

- Thank you. -You're welcome.

Thank you.

Okay.

So, Josh bunks with the lady of the evening

at the no-tell-motel.

This was his room.

We swept it.

But...

Oh.

We did find something.

It's a fingernail.

In whitley's file, he took them from all of the victims.

If that fingernail belongs to Josh Ridley...

Why him? He's not a kid.

Well, he has to finish what he started.

There's something that I found

that I think you'll find interesting.

So, all ten of the victims were taken

from or around Julian.

And although whitley's spree

lasted for 11 years,

he took them all at the same time of year.

It's a cyclical pattern.

And the fingernails?

The fingernails are part of his m.O.

So, our one dead body was missing hers.

And in the mineshaft,

we had jars of fingernails and seeds.

And then, saplings, alongside.

But her cause of death,

the potassium chloride is consistent

with the other victim's DNA

found on the hypodermic needles in the shaft.

He was essentially euthanizing all of these foster children.

He's kinda like a bird.

What's that?

Well, it, sort of, uh...

There's evidence.

It's all the victims in the mine.

You'd keep them there.

Like a nest.

No matter how far you had to go to find someone,

he would always return to it.

What, what I don't understand is why

he did it all around here.

Now, listen. I know that Larson is still working this case.

So I'd like the two of you to bring him in.

And I'd like the two of you

to go get the other two brothers.

Please, okay? Thank you.

-Yes, sir. -Yes, sir.

Abrams get a haircut, all right? Jesus Christ.

Yeah.

Hey. Has my partner been in today?

-Larson? -Yeah.

No, I haven't seen him yet.

Okay, can I give you my number?

- Sure. - -If he shows up...

- Can you give me a call? - -Yeah, you bet.

Thanks.

Larson.

Larson!

Where the hell are you?

Larson!

Those poor kids.

Jesus.

I could have blown your head off.

Oh, my god.

- Why all the secrecy?

Thank you.

Make yourself at home.

Hey, what's up with your phone?

I've been trying to call you all day, I was worried.

It's dead.

Why don't you lock your door?

I did.

Well, then you need to get a better lock.

Did you go to the motel?

Yeah.

And?

I found a fingernail under the bed

-in Josh Ridley's room. -Oh, fuck!

Oh, fuck!

It's happening again. Whitley has him.

We'll find him.

Uh, you need to tell me where the other boys are

so that we can help.

Why am I not on this case, Erica, huh?

It is fucking bullshit, I am the only one--

we're all here trying to solve this.

We're all trying to catch him, okay?

You had me taken off the case, didn't you?

Why would I do that?

You come into this town,

and you start planting seeds in Parker's head.

Okay, that's why this can't work.

You need to leave.

--Get out!

I'll fucking go. I'm gonna go.

-You want me to go? -Yes.

You want me to go?

Brian, are we gonna make it out of here?

Everything's gonna be okay.

Hear that?

Oh, god.

- Brian! Brian, Brian!

- It's okay, it's okay.

You're here with me. You're okay, you're okay.

- You're safe, okay?

I'm here with you. I got you. I got you, I got you.

--I got you.

You're okay, you're safe.

It's okay, sweetheart.

I know what you're feeling. I know what's happening.

This happens to me sometimes.

It used to happen to me all the time.

Right when I got back.

Remember, you wanted to know...

Why I left the military.

Yeah.

You know, where we were stationed,

we were basically peacekeepers.

You know, we dig Wells, and...

Help the village people, kinda, build up an infrastructure.

We, we helped them set-up a preschool.

I used to play with all the kids.

There's one, one little boy in particular.

His name was afjah.

Which means "most beautiful".

He was so funny.

We used to kick around a soccer ball.

We didn't really speak, just like,

we'd teach each other a few words.

The next week we got credible intel,

that there was an insurgent cell at this one address,

and near certainty that the target was there

and there would be no civilian casualties.

So, the next morning,

when it... when it was time for us to, um...

To go and, you know, clean everything up.

And, you know, follow, um...

It was, it was...

It was afjah's house.

And I, I...

I found him in the rubble.

His little body.

His eyes were wide open.

I killed him. I... killed him.

I just... I, I...

For the longest time, I just, every night I would wake up

and I would, I would... I would see his face.

It, it gets better.

It'll get better. It's...

Fewer and fewer times.

It's not happening very much anymore.

I'll be here for you. I'll help you through it.

You look like shit, man.

What's up?

- Fridge? - -Yeah.

I don't understand how this can happen, you know?

Why isn't whitley dead?

Well, because...

...we had a shit prosecutor.

A shit legal system.

Yeah.

Hey, I got a question for you. Uh...

Has Josh called you?

No. You?

Uh-uh.

No, I went to Jones' bar, and...

-Yeah. -...He was there two nights ago.

He left with a hooker.

And he ended up in a motel off of 48.

- Bro. - -Hm?

You're on the case though, right?

Temporarily reassigned.

How are you doing, kid?

- Staying afloat. - -Yeah?

Why don't you take me up on my offer

to go back to school?

I mean, you're wasting your time at that restaurant.

It's probably not the day

to have a big brother conversation.

You're right.

Do you got a light?

Huh?

Thanks, buddy.

Oh, man.

Have you talked to, have you talked to Georgie?

No.

I haven't heard from him in years, man.

Rise and shine, buddy.

Thanks, man.

A little hangover cure.

Thank you, Matt.

You sleep all right?

No, my neck, it's...

Sorry.

Like old Bob.

We've been notified that James whitley

is one of the convicts that escaped.

You might remember the horrific story of whitley.

Who wreaked havoc on our small town

almost 30 years ago.

Oh, shit!

Shit! They leaked the pictures.

These sons of bitches leaked the pictures!

Matt, get your keys!

Matt!

Parker!

- Hey. Hey, hey.

-You need to calm down. -Hey, hey. Hey!

You need to calm down!

Hey, he said calm down.

Okay, Larson.

Out of my way.

Did you see the news this morning?

Huh? Did you see the news this morning?

Yes, I did.

This is the only office

where the press can get those pictures from.

Why would I leak them?

I don't know, Parker. Why? Why the fuck would you do that?

I think you're a stupid ass.

You've forgotten what I did for you,

and I'm gonna tell you something right now.

You got ten seconds to make a u-turn,

or put your badge and gun on the desk!

And get the fuck out of here. Now!

I'm sorry.

Oh, Christ.

Oh, Jesus.

How the fuck did that happen?

What do you think?

I think Josh Ridley's dead.

Well, he could have ran off with that prostitute.

Mm-hm. I think he's part of Whitney's ritual.

What I'm fixated on, is the fingernails.

You know, I just read an article

that proposed, people with reoccurring obsessions,

the most significant memories often play out in their actions.

The fingernails, it could be this...

Mental marker. Some past trauma.

Hey, I've been meaning to ask you.

Do you have any hobbies?

No.

Everybody has a hobby.

It's personal.

Come on. You know mine.

That's cause you like talking about it.

Come on, I won't tell anyone.

I hunt birds.

Oh.

Josh was always the ladies' man.

But he and Dana were having a lot of...

Issues lately, I'm sorry to say.

You know, maybe he went to Vegas.

He's done that before.

We have reason to believe that he is still in town.

We just are having trouble locating him.

You work with my Brian, don't you?

He's my partner.

Well, I...

Oh, well, uh, why don't you ask him?

I'm sure he can help.

He's currently on leave.

Well, listen. If anybody can find Josh,

it's Brian.

He was always such a good big brother, growing up.

And all his foster brothers looked up to him.

Do you mind if ask about George middleton?

We don't have an address for him.

Oh, Georgie.

He was always so troubled.

A lost soul.

And you know, he never really accepted me as his mother.

But I loved him.

I knew it was just a matter of time

before he moved on.

It started when he was just, uh,

just a boy.

And then, it got really bad in high school.

His classmates would bully him,

and harass him.

And sometimes...

He would just run home from school

and go straight to his room, because...

He didn't want me to see his face.

Oh, thank you.

I will never forget the day it happened.

The day whitley came into our lives.

There was a knock on the door.

He introduced himself and all.

He was very polite.

Charismatic, even.

And he claimed to have worked for social services.

He even had all the paperwork.

And then, he wanted to speak with all four boys.

There had been some speculation that...

That I was mistreating the boys, but...

...i would never lay a hand on them.

Never.

And then...

He took them from me.

He took them.

With James whitley being on the loose,

your foster children will be--

my children, detective.

Mine.

What I meant to say is that,

just ascertaining their whereabouts, their safety,

perhaps, putting them into protective custody

till this is all over. That's, that's our goal.

Our records show that George moved out...

When he became a legal adult?

Yeah. Right after he dropped out of school.

Do you have any way of reaching out to him?

He did mention something

the last time he wrote me.

He said he was living in a...

Mobile home, an rv, or...

Or in a mobile park or something.

But you know...

It's hard to find someone who just doesn't wanna be found.

Thank you.

Hey, uh, I'd like you to run a dmv database check for me.

See whether any rv or mobile home

has been registered to George middleton, thanks.

How are you dealing with all this, Matty?

I'm not doing good, man.

All this shit's coming back.

All the real bad shit.

I'm scared.

How about the girl?

Is she helping you?

We tried.

What do you mean you tried?

Just... you just try harder, actually.

You don't think I don't want that?

To live happily ever after?

And not think about whitley and the cage he put me in?

We should not talk about it.

He's coming for me.

- I'm scared, Brian. - -It's okay.

- I'm scared. - -It's okay.

Hey, it's okay.

It's okay.

He ruined me, man.

He ruined me.

Hey.

Uh.

Hey, Erica. This is my baby brother.

This is Matt.

Matt, this is my partner, Erica shotwell.

- Hey. - -Hey.

- Good to meet you. - -You too, Erica.

--Hey.

It's mom.

I gotta take this.

Sure.

I'll give you guys a minute.

Hey.

He seems sweet.

- You okay? -Yeah.

You know, you look pretty.

Thank you.

Hey, you shoulda let me know that you had Matt,

I've been searching all over for him today.

You should let Parker know.

We don't have much on George yet,

but I've been put in charge of finding

-all the boys-- -I've got Matt.

I'm gonna go get George, and I'll bring him in.

Okay?

But, Brian, maybe it'd be good if,

if you let other people help you.

I will call you. You will be the first person that I call.

I promise you that.

Okay?

I'll bring us in. We'll all come in.

Okay.

Ken, I need one more.

One more.

Thanks.

- Who is that, man?

Who keeps calling you?

I don't know, man.

You know, that's the same thing that woke me up this morning.

Who is that?

I don't know, I've just been ignoring it.

Who the fuck is this?

George?

You little weirdo.

George.

Buddy, yeah.

Yeah, we'll come over. We're looking for you.

Shotwell.

Captain, I'm on him now, but...

Is this really necessary?

I understand.

You feel like you're violating his trust.

What I want you to do, is get eyes on middleton,

as soon as you do, you let me know.

- Very good, sir.

You really think Larson's hiding something?

All right. Keep going, let's lose them.

We're close. Point three miles.

Oh, shit.

Where'd they go?

All right. Turn left up here.

What are you writing?

Observations.

On what?

Our pursuit.

Brian.

Listen to me.

You gotta come in, okay?

I can't protect you while you're out there.

So please, come in.

Call me right away.

This is it.

Talk about hidden.

What is he doing out here?

--Hey, George?

You sure this is him?

Hey, Georgie.

It's good to see you guys.

Hey, pal.

Hey, pal.

You wanna-- come on inside.

Wow, jeez, Georgie. You could use a maid.

And a gardener.

Have a seat.

Um, where are we supposed to sit, pal?

Thanks, George.

Hey, George.

Thanks.

Let me get you guys some drinks.

Great. Thanks, buddy.

So, how you've been, Georgie?

Uh, real good.

All right.

-Thanks, George. -Now, um...

- Cheers.

Wow.

Thanks, Georgie.

I spoke to ma.

She's worried about you.

Why do you still call her that?

Come on, man. She's our mom.

Hey.

Nadine was good to us.

We were lucky to have her in our lives.

Sorry.

I just heard the news about Pendleton.

This is what we're gonna do.

We're gonna stick together until they catch whitley.

Well, you mentioned...

That Josh may have gone missing?

Yeah.

Two nights ago.

What are you talking about?

My partner found something in the motel off of 48.

What did they find?

A fingernail.

Why didn't you tell me that, bro?

Because, Matt, you know that I can't talk about

an ongoing investigation.

You said your partner found it?

Yeah, um...

My partner, the bird-loving shit for brain.

Do you get...

I'm gonna use your toilet, Georgie.

Why did you leave us, George?

Do I really need to answer that question?

We grew up together, man.

We were... we were brothers.

Then you turned 18, and you just disappeared on us.

All people move on.

Things change.

I didn't see you trying to find me.

George, I meant...

Did you know that an adult lion...

Will eat the cubs that aren't in the direct bloodline?

It's true.

You know why they do that?

Because, they're afraid...

That if the cubs grow up,

they'll eat the father,

and impregnate the mother.

What?

And then I realized...

That we are those cubs.

You.

Me.

I'm back. We gotta go--

our brother, the drunk.

Born into fear.

Afraid of what our foster parents might do to us.

Afraid they might view us...

As a threat.

It took me a really long time...

To realize...

That he was right.

He really was trying to save us.

I made a deal, Matthew.

What?

Everything is gonna be fine.

He's gonna send us to see our real parents.

Are you positive?

When?

Okay, text it to me as soon as you got it, all right?

Thanks.

Oh, god.

Wait. This is why you had me stop here?

My other one broke.

- Jesus Christ.

Fucking beats them all.

It's a goldfinch.

Shit.

-Thank you, sir. -Thank you.

Where'd you find it?

Sittin' on the side of the road.

Like, a couple miles back.

- Ha. - -Gas tank was empty.

Sure looks like the one that was at the gas station.

-What was that? -Yeah.

- Oh, nothing.

Whoa.

Got anything interesting up there?

Well, I need to look through.

Huh.

Shotwell.

Okay. Thank you. Crap.

Thanks.

--Abrams?

Yeah?

Results say the fingernail matched to Josh Ridley.

-What about the rest of him? -You guys want an apple?

Oh, I'm good, thanks.

Yeah, sure. I'll take one.

Oh.

It's the best harvest we've had since the fire.

What fire?

You know. The bly place.

We have to go. Come on. Thank you.

- Good bye. - -Sure.

This is the transcript of whitley's interrogation.

Look here.

He sees foster parents as an abomination.

Then, there's the time of year.

Look at the leaves, early September,

to late November. What is that?

Harvest season.

Right.

Okay, Abrams. What kind of trees are these saplings?

Malus domestica braeburn.

And what's the only orchard in Julian, that grows braeburns?

Bly's orchard.

Matt.

Whoa.

- George.

Help me.

George!

No.

It's okay, Brian.

George. Georgie.

This is how it's supposed to be.

You know, Nadine...

We were just...

Distractions from her pathetic,

meaningless life.

We were never supposed to be with her.

Georgie.

I'm your family.

I am your family. I am your big brother.

And you're my little brother, George.

And we're all we got.

Hey. Hey.

We're all we got.

We got to...

We got to stick together so that we can be strong,

so we can survive.

Look, he's using you, Georgie. He's using you.

And now, I want you to untie me.

Georgie. Georgie.

Untie me.

Untie me.

No! No!

Shut up.

- George.

Would you be so kind as to bring the shovel?

George!

George!

Fuck!

I know what you're thinking.

Hm.

The phantom and his opera.

No.

It's not for me.

I don't even like classical music.

No.

It's for you.

It's for all of you.

A clarion's call.

For an Usher to the other side.

Hey, hey, hey.

- Hey.

George knows.

- See...

George is the only one of you who wrote me

while I was away.

See, I knew...

I knew that his suffering...

Was your suffering.

- My dear Brian.

Sweet Brian.

I failed you.

I failed all of you.

- But, hey...

- Hey!

It starts with...

With one single sore.

--Whitley!

--Ah!

Oh, my god. Oh, Brian.

- Hold still, hold still.

- Ah.

--Oh, Jesus.

--Oh, my god.

--Are you all right?

- Are you okay? -Matt?

Matt!

- No. No. -I'm so sorry.

- You gotta go get him. - -I'm sorry.

-You're gonna be all right? -I'm okay.

I got Larson.

Are you all right?

- You all right? You need help?

- Hold on. - -Help me up.

Hey, here. Lean back, lean back.

Oh, come on, please.

I almost saved them all.

You'll never save them.

--No, he's okay.

Something did knock him out for a while.

- Could be the sodium pentothal. - -Meaning?

It's part of the cocktail.

He's gonna be all right?

Yeah.

-Absolutely. -Excuse me.

Thank god.

Thanks.

Parker wants this area swept and everything cataloged.

The thing is,

the feds are taking over on anything involving whitley.

You know, I have, uh,

-theory on all of this. -Abrams.

You know what, I'll let you know how it pans out.

Thanks.

All right.

Rose.

You're too late.

Pardon?

I already gave my statement to another detective.

Oh, no. I, um...

Good. No, I just wanted to...

With everything going on, make sure that you're okay.

Uh, if, if...

If you have any...

Questions or you need anything,

this, you can-- this is my number.

Oh, I...

I didn't see that before.

I didn't realize there was a mister.

Bly.

Yeah.

He died in a fire.

Bly's orchard?

Oh.

You know,

there's gonna be a huge migration leaving soon.

Should be quite a sight.

Uh-huh.

Okay, um, we might in, uh...

Coming days need to tape off some of the...

Surrounding areas, but, uh...

- Okay, thanks.

Let's wrap it up.

We found some blood in the soil deeper in the orchard,

but uh, no body.

Hm.

I guess we're not out of the woods yet.

See you back at the station.

Boys. Let's move out.

Yeah.

There's blood?

--Ah.

Oh, shit.

Oh.