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Here's the thing about the Florida Keys:

Except for all the hungover tourists,

well, most everyone seems to
wake up pretty early.

There's tide pools to sit in,

and morning strolls to take
before you start munching bushes.

Yancy hadn't slept well.

Couldn't stop thinking
about that kid getting shot.

He always greeted his lawyer the same way.

Good news or bad news?

Maybe I'm just
calling to say good morning.

Niños, breakfast.

Monte, when your lawyer calls,
it's either good news or it's bad news.

Which is it, man?

It's good news.

Dr. Witt and Sonny
had a closed-door meeting,

and he's dropping all the charges.

No trial.

Nothing on your record.

Well, that's not good--
That's fucking great news.

That's incredible, man.
Why didn't you lead with that?

Sonny wouldn't give me all the details,

but he said he'll
download you at the station.

That's terrific. Is our guy around?

Yes, he's right here.

No.

- Can you put me on speaker?
- Sure.

Thanks so much, Monte.

Ro, you there?

I wanna talk to you about
that shooting at the Half Shell.

I'm gonna ride my bike over there.
We'll drive in together.

You don't really need to do that.

I know I don't need to, but I want to.

And you also want me to.
You just don't feel comfortable saying it.

Brush your teeth. I'm gonna hug your neck.

I'll see you in a few minutes.

- Yancy, don't both--
- Will you stop being who you are? Bye.

You could have kept that
from fucking happening.

The thought of getting his job back

put a bounce in Yancy's step.

Found this beautiful shell on your beach.

Think about it.

All right, you two.

Trust me when I say
this is about to blow your mind.

Are you loving the color?
It's pastel yellow.

- Hello?
- Listen to this shit.

She's already trying
to have Dad declared dead.

Hey, it's Caitlin, right? How are things?

I'm not sure which stage of grief that is,

but I think it's somewhere
in between denial

and "I definitely murdered my husband."

Sounds like you haven't
landed on a strong opinion yet.

You're still kind of
working things out, so--

She did it. She's even got
a boyfriend already.

- Really?
- Can you believe that shit?

Could we just meet up in person?

All right.
Let's do the Half Shell, Key West.

Tomorrow, 3:00. Good?

- Okay.
- Okay. Bye.

What in the fuck?

What the-- Stop it.

Stop. Shit. Fuck-- Stop it.

Get the fuck off me. Get--

Yancy was grateful because the bees seemed

to have an appetite for dipshits.

There's not enough water.

Oh, my God, they're everywhere.

Get 'em off me! Get away!

Evan Shook, on the other hand,

mostly just thought about
all the bees in his mouth

and whether they could sting his brain.

All in all,
it was feeling like a pretty good day.

The feeling didn't last very long.

Over on Andros, Eve had just
finished her morning cardio walk.

So she stopped to take some pictures,
and not just of seabirds.

Babe, that fucking asshole
is still living on our beach.

We're building a five-star resort.
It's gross. Tilly's still traumatized.

Hey, Egg, handle it.

Now?

- Fine.
- You're the best, Egg. We love you.

Baby, can I go to Nassau?
I wanna go shopping.

We don't have the money yet.

Do we have it now?

Eve knew she might get
a UTI from banging in the Jacuzzi,

but she still felt it was worth it.

The Miami coroner's office was so busy

that sometimes Rosa
got a little numb to all the death.

The deceased is a 29-year-old
Caucasian female

with signs of blunt force trauma
and a super cute top.

At least you looked good going out, right?

Girl, something wrong with you.

Whatever, Janet.

Normally Rosa would
torture Janet for her judgmental bullshit,

but today she had
something else on her mind.

Hey, bro.

- Are you gonna make it tonight?
- Yeah,

I'm coming from work.

Bro, that's not good.

Can you at least try to look nice tonight?

That's not mean, that's real.

Mel, let's get this
fucking show on the road.

My ass is falling asleep.

Is that Heather with the fucking Weather?

I gotta go. I love you.

Vale. Bye.

Sorry. That was my sister.

Oh, my God, who gives a fuck?

Just do my hair.

You got it.

This is crazy. There's no turn signal.

- How does anyone know you're turning?
- I did not fucking miss this.

Why are you clutching the wheel
like you're strangling it?

Could cause an accident.
Now we're waiting. Now we're waiting.

I'm not being a dick.

I'm just saying you shouldn't be
allowed to operate a motor vehicle.

Since we stopped being partners,
I've had no problems driving myself.

We did not stop being partners.

We're never gonna stop being partners.

All I'm saying is when
you're changing lanes,

you don't need to look over
your shoulder like that five times.

You'll make yourself sick.

That old lady in the SUV
was right on my ass.

You can't control how many old ladies
there are driving around in SUVs.

But you know what you can control?

Your reaction to
the old ladies in the SUVs.

You're fucking exhausting.

I need to repark this thing.
Can you give me the keys?

Doesn't need to be reparked.

You know, I'm getting my badge back today,
and you don't seem happy at all.

This is one of the things
you need to be working on,

Ro.

If you could allow yourself
to experience joy,

I mean, that would not be
the worst thing in the world.

Your family would thank you.
I would thank you.

And most importantly, you know,
who would thank you? You.

You would thank you.

Hey, I'm a joyful person.

Where are you going?

I'm gonna repark the fucking car.

Why didn't we start there?

That's what I said.

I'm not listening.

Yo, Yancy.

Yo. Good morning.

Nice to be seen.

There he is.

- My guy.
- Hey, my man.

Listen, I know I'm probably not
officially back on payroll until tomorrow,

but I'm gonna go ahead
and start today free of charge.

Just gonna dive right in.

And is there a fire to put out? I'm on it.

Tap the brakes.

Well, I can't tap my brakes,
Sonny, 'cause you took my car away.

This guy.

What's going on?

Cliff dropped the charges.

He sure did, but I did have to agree

not to immediately reinstate you
as a detective.

- Ah, fucknuts.
- Kills me too.

I was in there fighting for you, man.

And when did the good doctor say
he would permit me to be reinstated?

I don't know. We only talked for,
like, ten seconds.

But you were slugging
it out the whole time.

The guy's connected.

He biopsied moles of half
the county commissioners.

And they got YouTube, okay?

They saw you launch his
golf cart into the harbor.

But you owe me one. Remember the arm?

I do. And I appreciate that, which is why
I got you another job. A good one.

You do like a good meal, don't you?

God knows I do.

Where are you going with this one?

Your new job: Restaurant inspector.

- Roach patrol?
- It's a paid vacation, Andrew.

- The other guy got sick and quit.
- He died, Sonny.

Okay. "He died."

First he got sick.

Why can't you just hide me
in a desk in here or something?

Wouldn't even be doing any real work.
I'd just be checking the websites I like.

What is it that I need to do in
order to be a detective again?

All right, Sonny, please.

Please.

You take this gig,
you stay out of trouble.

When the smoke clears,
I'll give you your job back.

What do you say?

Yancy pretended to think
about it for a second.

When do I start?

We're burning daylight here.

Scuba divers have always flocked to Andros

because it has more blue holes
than anywhere on Earth.

But Neville didn't care about any of that.

He just hoped the fish were biting.

Luckily, just like yesterday
and the day before that, they were.

But that's when Neville's luck ran out.

Morning.

Nice fish.

Neville's dad had once bragged
it only took him a day to build the place.

My home.

It came down even quicker.

And we put all your shit over there.

You got ten minutes
to drag it off this beach.

Says who?

Says me.

Your turn to say something.

That is what I thought.

Neville had never felt
like a coward before.

The shame stung a bit.

As for Driggs, he just wanted grapes.

Hey there, handsome.

- Hi.
- Heard someone needed a ride.

Food inspector?

Cliff's such a sad, vindictive little man.

Are you opening a library?

Putting all my books in storage.

I have to leave town tonight forever.

- Please don't ask why.
- Okay.

You're not gonna ask why?

You just said that you didn't--

I cannot believe I gave my heart
to a man with such little curiosity.

Bonnie, sometimes I feel like I'm in
a movie that you're writing in your head.

Thank you, Andrew.

That is so sweet.

As per usual,
Yancy felt himself being sucked down

into Bonnie's world of insanity.

Seeing that Yukon again
snapped him out of it.

You can pull over right here.
I'll walk the rest of the way.

- What? I th--
- I'm okay. Right here.

Bye, Andrew.

Cafecitos.

- Thank you.
- Yeah?

Hey, Ro, are you busy?

Can you see if Eve Stripling
owns a black Yukon GT?

I'm not remotely busy,
but I'm still not doing it.

- Un cafecito.
- Sí, claro.

Look, I'm trying to stay out of this,
but with Eve and the arm

and that Phinney kid getting plugged--

Like, my gut is telling me that all of
this stuff is somehow connected, you know?

Like there's somebody who's keeping
an eye on me because of what I know,

but the problem here is
I really don't know what I know.

Yeah, that's always been an issue for you.

Please, just do me a favor

- and check it out.
- Nope.

Don't hang up. I don't like it when you--

It was a familiar question for Yancy.

What did he know that he didn't
know that he knew, and who else knew?

Once again,
the Yukon snapped him out of it.

Fucknuts.

Hi.

I'm here to make sure
your kitchen complies

with all current Florida
health and safety codes.

Also, love to use your
bathroom just to freshen up?

- In the back.
- Thank you.

With his house in shambles,
Neville had a bone to pick with someone.

Presiding spirits, I call upon you
to move through me

so I could end this man's suffering.

Why you so scared of me?

Sorry.

No, I like it very much.

Don't worry.
I won't tell anyone what I saw.

You have no idea what you saw.

That man been suffering
from cancer for a long time.

- So you're trying to end his life?
- Me?

I only opening a door
that been closed to him.

Or you rather he keeps suffering?

They knocked down my home.

The American, Christopher, he fine.

Your magic, it ain't working.

Handsome Neville.

Wants what he wants, and he wants it now.

Typical man.

You so focused on
what's right in front of you,

you can't see what's
happening all around you.

Whatever's happening
needs to happen faster.

You didn't pay for faster.

Unless you got something else
you wanna give me.

I'll think about it.

Okay.

Then go think.

Why I always have to tell you to leave?

Miami may, in fact,
be the capital of dancing on boats,

but Rosa had lost her taste for that
and for bars like this a long time ago.

Still, she couldn't say no to her sister.

Wow.

You look great.

For real, where did you get that top?

- I got it at work.
- Where do you work?

- Okay. I'm thirsty. Let's go.
- Okay.

She knew Mel would be pissed
if she didn't at least try to have fun,

but her brain was stuck on the same thing
it had been stuck on all day.

Two tequila shots, please.

Uh-uh-uh.

- What?
- You stole the shirt from a corpse?

- I washed it.
- Qué nasty.

- Ay, please.
- What? It's disgusting.

- Hi. Thank you.
- Sure thing.

Anyways.

Listen, what's been up with you lately?

What are you talking about?

- You just seem kind of...
- What?

...dark.

Do I need to call Mami?

- Please don't. Leave it alone.
- All right. Damn.

You do look hot though.

Even in dead-girl clothes.

- Thank you.
- He thinks so.

- Come here.
- What are you doing?

- Nada.
- Don't you dare.

I gotta go pee-pee.

- Mel, don't go.
- Hi.

- Hi.
- I'm Brad.

Of course you are.

Sorry, Brad.

That's a nice watch.

- Thanks.
- A Mirot, huh?

- Can I see your tan line?
- Can I see yours?

What? Oh, yeah. I mean, totally.

I just-- I'll show you everything
if you just show me yours first.

Yeah.

Look,

I have a place right around the corner.

You know what?

Why don't you just wait right here,

and I'm gonna go tell my
sister that I'm leaving, dale.

Brad was recently divorced,
so this was a very big moment for him.

Yes.

It probably would have been
even bigger if she'd ever come back.

I'm shutting you down.

100 bucks says you won't.

Jesus. Is that blood on your knife?

Brennan prided himself
on being a fairly quick thinker.

- 200.
- Brennan,

I found 17 health violations,

and I wasn't even trying that hard.

- Come on. Like what?
- There's rat shit.

There's rat hair.
There's actual dead rats.

Okay, that should be one thing, not three.

It should just say "rat."

You got cockroaches everywhere.

You got moldy vegetables.

You got decomposing shrimp,

- just sitting out right there.
- It's defrosting.

And my favorite: There's an
actual condom in that vat of soup.

It's a chowder.

I may never eat again.

It is going to be particularly humid, so
ladies, make sure to use that anti-frizz.

I'm Heather with the Weather,
and that's the weather.

God bless her.
She's sticking with that sign-off.

The last guy, Nilsson,
he never gave me any trouble.

Ever. And he ate here on the reg.

And he died of hepatitis.

You're shut down.

And that's when Yancy
saw the pussy magnet's girlfriend.

He was pretty sure she saw him too.

The hell was that?

Not my problem anymore.

Hey, everyone.
Quick public service announcement:

You should stop putting
that food in your mouth.

Really? Wow.

Thanks for listening.

Neville felt
almost as hopeless as Yancy did.

Hi. Welcome to The Bay's Edge.
Will you be dining with us today?

Mind your business.

They had never had a hostess here before.

He didn't know how his favorite local
bar could change so much in one night,

but he did know one thing:
He didn't like it.

- What happened here?
- Your friend Christopher, boy.

Bar's becoming a part of
his Curly Tail Lane resort.

Gotta make everything fresh
and clean for the tourists, eh?

Speak for yourself, man.
I'm okay with fresh and clean.

This is bullshit, man. Come on.
Let's talk a little bit, eh?

- What's that about?
- They fired Charles.

Guess he ain't fit in with the new look.

Me just want the $400 I'm owed.

Fuck off.

You's a thief,
and your boss is a thief too.

You lucky there's people around.

Neville couldn't help but wonder

if his friend was just as afraid of
this guy, Egg, as he was.

Hey, boys.

Turns out he was not.

- You okay, Charles?
- All good.

- Give me that there.
- No, no.

Wait up, Charles.

Call the pretty waitress, boy.

- Me niece picking me up.
- Dawnie?

I'll come with you.

Sorry about that asshole.

You know him not even from here?

Him come from Nassau.

Yes, we've met.

Fuck that Christopher, man.

Hey, you see the Dragon Queen yet?

She says she need more money.

I know where I can get it.

Hey, Dawnie.

What you been up to?

What are you doing hanging
around with this childish fuckboy?

Fuckboy?

- He fucks everyone.
- Nice, man.

Not everyone.

- Can I get a ride?
- Sure.

Not from me.

Rosa hadn't been
this excited about anything

involving her job in a long time.

Yancy, on the other hand,
hated his new gig.

His favorite noodles now reminded him of
the chicken worms he had seen at Stoney's.

- Hello?
- Hey, it's me, Rosa.

I just found out what kind
of watch Nick Stripling owned.

Limited edition Michél Mirot.

Suggested retail price is $220,000.

Wow. I should have been a watchmaker,

though I imagine
there's some training involved.

Look, I think you should go to Eve's house

and ask her if he took his
watch on his fishing trip.

I gotta stop you right there, Rosa.

I can't get involved in this.

The fuck are you talking about?
You're the one that got me involved.

You wanna stop being
polite and start getting real?

Is that the intro to The Real World?

In my defense,
I thought you were too young to know that.

My sheriff specifically said to me

that if I ever want to be involved
in law enforcement again,

I need to be done chasing this case.

Now, I realize that I'm a big
part of why I'm in this mess.

Part of it is also on Dr. Clifford Witt,

and frankly, a little
part of it is on you.

- Me?
- For tattling.

You tattled on me to Sonny.
You're a tattletale.

No judgment.
Everybody does it, me included.

I mean, it's not something
I've been involved in since I was, like,

ten years old, but, you know,

everyone grows out of their
things at different paces.

- Are you gonna let me explain?
- No.

As far as the watch is concerned,
you work in a police station

with all kinds of nice people
you can bounce your ideas off of,

but it can't be me.

Oh, my God. You're such a big baby.

At least I'm not a tattletale.
Good night, Rosa.

Fuck this shit.

Whenever she was stressed,
Rosa had one surefire way to unwind.

Tonight, though, she wasn't
ready for where it took her head.

What the fuck?

Hey, Mami.

Nothing.

Just here imagining what
it would be like to be one of my cadavers.

Why would you tell me that?

No.

You should still be out having
a nice night with your sister.

Oh, my God. Did she call you?

She's worried about you
and so is your father.

She can handle herself.

Ay, Mami.

You used to sparkle.

Okay, okay. Mom, thanks.

I love you. Bye.

I still sparkle.

The next morning,
Yancy did everything he could

to forget all about Rosa
and anything even remotely police-related.

When you're done with this,
just go ahead. Okay?

He was unsuccessful.

You're not supposed to be here.

Honestly, is anyone
ever supposed to be anywhere?

Now, how many black Yukons
do you think there could possibly be

here in South Florida?

I checked. 17,000.

Fucknuts.

Be easier to make a match
if we had a tire tread imprint.

Maybe next time, you let him run you over.

Look at my face. Do I look like
I'm ready to joke about what happened yet?

- I'm ready.
- Yeah.

Come on. Get outta here. I got work to do.

You know what happened?

I was doing an inspection
over at Stoney's--

- Love that place.
- You shouldn't.

It's fucking disgusting.
The place is like a day spa for rats.

But anyway, I saw Madeline.
You know, Phinney's girl.

The second she saw me, she just bolted.

What are you doing? You're not a cop.
Stay the fuck out of it.

No, I know, but I'm passing it
on to you 'cause you are a cop.

I'm just simply giving you information
that could save people's lives.

- Here it is. Here's a--
- Okay, fine.

- Here's a plate of information.
- Thank you.

If you wanna nibble on the plate,
get some stuff,

just take a little bite
and see what you can figure out.

- Bye, Yancy.
- All right. Well, see you later.

Thanks so much for looking into it.

- Later.
- Thank you again. Appreciate it.

Make better choices.

- You're great at bubbles.
- Thank you.

Okay.

I got you in a two-door
economy sedan with GPS.

Thank you so much. That's perfect.

And we can have it here for you in...

six days.

I don't know if I was clear with you.
I actually need the car right now.

Okay.

- Great news. We have one in Miami.
- That's good.

Awesome. High-five to that.

That's incredible 'cause, you know,
I could just walk there.

Wouldn't you know you didn't have one?
What's the suspense for? It's brutal.

You could just say,
"I don't have any cars."

It's the Keys, man.

- Yeah?
- Dude, where the fuck are you?

You told me to meet you here at 3:00.
It's, like, 3:20.

Thanks so much for your help.
You've been amazing.

- No problem.
- Right. Sorry, I forgot.

I'll see you in a minute.

That was a lie.

He knew it would take him about
25 minutes if he walked there,

maybe only 23 if he did a slow jog.

In the end, it took about half an hour.

Eve is such a bitch.

I'll tell you why she's trying
to have him declared dead so fast:

There's a $5 million
life insurance policy,

and guess who's getting it all?

- Eve's getting it all.
- You didn't give me time to guess.

I'm pretty confident
I could've gotten that one.

But I'm just currently not in a great
position to pursue this particular case.

I think my stepmother killed my dad,
and you're not gonna ask me anything?

Okay. You hadn't seen your dad in a while.

Why?

Fucking Eve told him I had a drug problem,

which I did,
but Dad cut me off financially.

So I told him to go fuck himself,
and that was it.

He never called me back.
I never called him.

Was there any other reason
Eve would've killed him?

You had said something
about a secret boyfriend.

Yeah. I heard her
on the phone at the funeral.

Some dude named
Christopher in the Bahamas.

They let me drive it off
the lot in Nassau right onto the ferry.

Do you really think that's
what a new widow would be driving?

People grieve in very different ways.
I wanna show Tilly.

She's gonna love it.

Till! She's gonna love it.

Isn't it cute, baby?

You know what?

I think you should
drive with me down to Miami.

And while Eve's off sucking
and fucking in the Bahamas,

- we can break into her house and then--
- Hard pass.

- Come on.
- Tempting as it sounds,

my calendar is literally booked every
day for the rest of my life on that one.

I just don't think Dad could've
had some stupid accident and drowned.

Well, why not?
Eve said he was a bad swimmer.

Bullshit. He loved to dive.

I even put his favorite speargun
in the casket.

That's a odd gesture.

Will you
just look into this for me? Please?

Look, Caitlin...

I appreciate everything
you're going through,

I do, but it's not possible at this time.

Fuck you, man.
You're just like everyone else.

Bye, Caitlin.

Caitlin was used to feeling helpless,

usually sent her down a bad path,

but she knew she had one bullet left.

Fuck yeah.

The afternoons
in Andros moved pretty slow.

Driggs liked to spend
them in his favorite tree,

trying to decide who to throw poop at.

Egg preferred a beer and some quiet time.

He had made peace long ago
with what he did for a living,

but he still didn't like to
have his routine interrupted.

You know, when we painted the bar,
we put in security cams too.

I'll go get the money.

Too late for that.

No, man. Come on.

Where's Eggy?

I want a smoothie.

I don't fucking know, probably working.

Hey, keep that shitty
little dog off the bed, okay?

Okay.

Shitballs.

I have to go to Miami.

All right. I'll have Claspers get
the plane ready for us.

No. You just stay here. I'll handle it.
I need to check the house anyway.

You sure?

Eve?

For Yancy, sitting in his favorite chair

was a lot like Rosa's bathtub pot habit:

It usually de-stressed him.

That day, though, it didn't do the trick.

I don't believe Dad could've
had some stupid accident and drowned.

Please just look into this for me?

Please?

- It's not possible at this time.
- Fuck you, man.

Rosa had found Eve's address

and had taken the day off to go
and confront her about the missing watch.

It didn't dawn on her until the very last
second that this might not be that smart.

- No way. Welcome.
- What the fuck?

Are you serious?

We're cool.

I have it on good authority that Eve is
off sucking and fucking in the Bahamas.

I-- That's-- No, the-- She did that.

The stepdaughter. You know what I mean.

What are you doing here?

The same as you: Breaking and entering.

- I knocked.
- Fine, you're entering.

You can still get in trouble for that.

And you know what?
Just so you know, I didn't tattle.

I'm not a snitch.

That guy, Sonny, tricked me,
and he told me you guys were close

and asked me what we were working on.

That sounds like Sonny.
Sorry I gave you attitude.

Apology not accepted.

So you're one of those
people who can't forgive right away.

- I love people like that.
- Whatever.

So, what are we looking for?

We? Okay, that's fun.

We are looking for evidence.

Well, thanks for,
you know, being specific.

It's really helpful.

Would it have been more
helpful if I referred to them as clues?

Hey, man...

- Hey, heads up.
- Hey, wipe your feet.

Relax. Rich assholes are never here.

I need a turkey sandwich.

You know, it's hard for me to find
showers big enough 'cause I'm so tall.

This is actually luxurious.

Why are you talking right now?

- I'm not great with silences.
- Let's get great.

Also, feel free not to tell
your boyfriend about this.

I don't think he would love the idea of
you being in the shower with another man.

- I don't have a boyfriend, okay?
- I know.

I just assumed it was
something that you said

so that guys would stop
trying to sleep with you.

- It is.
- It works.

- It's good.
- Good.

- Also, were you just gonna...
- Oh, my God.

...knock on the door
and ask Eve about the watch?

- I mean, was that your plan here?
- Please, please--

For the love of God,
just please shut the fuck up.

Only because you asked so nicely.

I don't know how it turned on.
There's not even a knob on this thing.

- Just turn it off.
- I don't know what makes the--

- That way.
- Okay, sorry. It's like a puzzle.

- Just-- Fucking up.
- I got it.

I got it.

Is that blood?

Let's see what we got here.

Those look like bone shards.

Yeah, maybe.

Could be a conch shell.

Salty. I still can't tell.

No, no. Let me rephrase that.
They definitely are bone shards.

Why did you let me lick them?

l didn't let you lick them.
You just licked it.

- Hello?
- Shit.

Who's there?

Excuse me,

what are you
doing in the house that we just purchased?

Guy, you can't just use our bathroom.

My man, I've been there and I empathize,
but I'm not on board.

I'm sorry. No one told us anything.

Well, I'm gonna count to five so
you can get the fuck out of here.

- One, two...
- When she counts, it's bad.

...three, four...

Forget the sandwich. We gotta go.

- Well done.
- Thank you.

Neville had decided to take
the quick flight to the Keys

to get his money from his sister,
but he didn't want to take the trip alone.

Get up.

Deep down, he hoped
she'd put aside their differences

and be happy to see him.

I knew you'd
change your mind about the money.

Good to see you too, Samara.

Looks good, Jaden.

Not bad, Driggs.

You're doing a great job, Driggs.

- Jaden has grown so much.
- That's what happens in a year.

- Feel like you're looking to fight.
- I feel like I am too.

We grew up in that house.
If Dad were here, he'd be pissed.

- He wanted me to live there.
- Yeah.

Daddy always wanted whatever you wanted.

Must be nice.

I open my restaurant at 9:00.

I'll stop at my bank on the way to
work tomorrow and get you your money.

Sound good.

Trash goes out to the alley.

- Mama, look.
- Good job, Jaden.

Back when Caitlin
was at her most strung out,

she found one of those classic
Florida megachurches as a lifeline.

As she watched her fiancé
prepping his youth group for a field trip,

she couldn't help but feel rescued.

Have fun at the water park, guys.

Thank you, babe.
You sure you don't wanna come?

- No, those places are filled with pee.
- Fair enough.

- Quietly now.
- Here we go.

Caitlin wasn't
surprised by anyone she saw at church.

Prostitutes, politicians, you name it.

This time, though,
she almost shit herself.

No fucking way.

Sweetie, can you please
just give me a second?

I'm finishing up this prayer
for your father.

Sorry, your daughter just interrupted.

But I hope everyone you've ever had sex
with is there, because you deserve that.

Amen.

Can we go somewhere where we can chat?

Go ahead. Talk right here.

Oh, no, I wanna go
somewhere where He's not listening.

- He's always listening.
- You're right.

And that's why we love Him.

As he put the salty
tasting bone shards into an evidence bag,

Yancy wondered
if he'd ever be hungry again.

- This is bad news for Eve.
- She did it, didn't she?

She killed her husband,
chopped him up in that shower,

and then dropped the pieces
in the ocean for fish food.

I'm betting there's other people involved.

There's a boyfriend. Plus you remember
that kid Phinney that got killed?

Yeah, I saw his girlfriend,
she ran away from me like a crazy person.

Yeah, I think that
has more to do with you.

So, what do you want to do?

Do you want to take
this evidence to the police?

You mean the illegally obtained evidence?

I personally don't like prisons.

It's kind of a gang culture.
I'm not much of a joiner.

Yeah.

- What's with the laughing?
- You.

All you had to do to get your
job back is stay out of trouble.

And you can't do that, can you?

Well, would Sonny be happy if
I did exactly what I was told?

Yes.

But you know what I think
might make him happier?

Surprising him with
the gift of solving the murder.

Right? I mean, those are
the best kind of gifts you can get

because there's no obligations.

You know, it's not Christmas
and it's not your birthday.

And then I'm just kinda like,

"Hey, Sonny. You know, you were
on my mind, so I brought you this."

Are you coming off, like,
a religious fast or something?

Yummy, yummy.

Give me the bone shards. All right.

I'm gonna get this
tested tomorrow morning,

check the DNA and see if there's
a match for Nick Stripling.

Well, I got a better idea.
Meet me tomorrow at 10:00 a.m.

We will hit the ground running--

I can't keep going and playing hooky,
helping you investigate a homicide.

I'm gonna text you the address.

- I'm not going.
- Okay, we'll see.

You know, most people
breathe when they eat a burrito.

My car is actually here.
I'll see you in a bit.

Hey, you know what? I'm not going.

I'll see you there. I'm proud of you.

Wow. Somebody's a cologne fan.

Can we keep the windows down, chief?

Well, God bless Simon
for introducing you to that church.

It's such a great little community.

It's probably so good for your sobriety.

I gotta say, this is such
a cute house, hon.

- Do you think I'm fucking stupid?
- I don't think you're stupid.

I think you've made
some poor life choices,

but we all have.

You're here because of the money.

Sit.

Sit, sit, sit.

Caitlin, I understand your anger.

I probably even deserve it a little bit,
but I loved your dad.

And I miss him...

My Nicky.

Is that Dad's wedding ring?

I thought you took it to, like,
sell or something.

- I don't know.
- Honey, never.

Listen. We both
need to find a way forward.

That's gonna be easier because of him.

I mean, he set up this
insurance policy to take care of us.

Someone told you, obviously,
that he made you a beneficiary, right?

- No.
- What?

Nobody told me.

Fuck.

I'm so sorry.

I didn't come in here to
tell you how to grieve.

If calling me a murderer and, like,

slowing down the insurance money
is gonna help you heal,

then I'm 100% on your side.

It's just money.

Okay, you need to eat.
I'm gonna order us pizza.

Thanks so much. And these smells
will stay with me forever.

Even though
Yancy's eyes were still watering,

he loved seeing the mother deer
eating his bushes,

but he couldn't stop wondering
where her baby had gotten off to.

He also wondered who the hell this was.

Killer view.

Well, if you love it,
the house next door is for sale.

That's a little out of my price range.

I've never seen a house that
looked like it was on coke before.

Johnna Russell,
Oklahoma State Bureau of Investigation.

Very nice badge flash.

I used to do mine a little, you know,
slower and a bit more dramatic.

Do you know of a woman named Plover Chase?

I do not know a Clover Chase.

- Are you sure?
- Plover? What did you say?

He did not expect
to see a picture of Bonnie.

That's actually my girlfriend,
but I know her as Bonnie Witt.

I think we're broken up currently.

And she actually just left town, which,

you know, obviously now
makes a little bit more sense.

But can I ask, what did she do?

She's wanted back in
Oklahoma for sexual assault.

She was an English teacher.
Slept with one of her students.

Jumped bail and disappeared
for about nine years.

Till I saw her in a YouTube video

of you launching some old guy
in a golf cart into the Atlantic.

- He deserved it.
- I'm sure.

Do you have any idea
where she might have gone?

- No.
- I'm gonna take that as a "yes,"

but you're not ready to talk 'cause that
was a lot of new information.

- You are probably right.
- Tell you what.

When you're done processing,
here's my card.

- Give me a call.
- Will do.

And that's when he saw the baby deer

stuck in Evan Shook's construction site.

This fucking guy.

I need a favor.

Good luck.

Johnna was good people.

She gave him a ride to the vet

without even asking why
he didn't have his own car.

Hi.

This guy's leg is hurt pretty bad.

Okay. Let me just...

Yeah, that leg looks like
it's gonna have to be amputated.

I'm closed.

Are you willing to pay for
after-hour emergency fees?

No, sir. This isn't a pet.
This guy belongs to nature.

Then I suggest you take it
back to where you found it

and let nature run its course.

Okay. I'll just leave it on your doorstep.
Do you have any kids?

- Two.
- Yeah.

You and the kids can just listen to him
wail in pain until he passes away, so...

Just give me the damn deer.

- Sure. Have a great evening.
- Yeah, go to hell.

Bye-bye.

That night, Yancy and Neville

found themselves
feeling the exact same thing,

like they were both being
sucked unwillingly into chaos.

Neville decided to help out
at his sister's restaurant

in the morning to try and clear his head.

After all, it would be a new day.

So the boy Neville, he doubts your power?

Yes, and now he gotta pay more.

Do you ever doubt yourself?

Maybe sometime.

I knew you first had
the gift when you was a child.

Please, not this story again.

You know when I realized
how strong you could be?

When that man you love, he break
your heart and he pay with his life.

Ya-Ya, that was just a coincidence.

He choke at a restaurant.

Did you not wish he dead?

Maybe.

As I taught you.

Young Neville.

Such a handsome boy.

He think this is just
between him and Christopher,

the man he so desperately
wish to get rid of.

"Such a bad man," he says,
but he's not the only one.

All kinds of bad people
getting in the water now.

Shango,

Orisha of justice,

use my life force.

I am the wind.

And the people in this life...

they just grains of sand.

They move where my breath takes them.

I'll be right with you.

Thank you.

Drawing them together, closer and closer.

Get a coffee, please?

- Yeah, man.
- Thanks.

Make that two coffees, please.

Unaware that they all
heading into the heart of the storm.

And one by one, it will swallow them all.