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You haven't seen me in such a long time.

Yeah, I haven't seen you since Katie died.

I didn't leave because of you.

Well, I killed Katie. And then you left.

So yeah, yeah, I think you did.

I have a hole in my spine?

There is a small chance, however,

if we operate that it could affect your ability to walk.

Ah!

Ah, okay. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah? Liam, you're burning up, you're burning up.

I think your rib pierced your intercostal vein.

It's not clean and it won't last long,

but I need you, I need you to apply pressure.

♪ Took a while, but I made it through ♪

♪ If I could show you the hell I'd been to ♪

♪ Kept climbing 'til one day I looked back ♪

♪ Was so high, I couldn't think to land ♪

♪ And then one moment I was blown away ♪

♪ And there was nothing left that I could say ♪

♪ Or do ♪

♪ Took a while, but I made it through ♪

♪ If I could show you the hell I'd been to ♪

♪ Lost the light, but then the sun was shining ♪

♪ Couldn't hide it and I wasn't trying ♪

♪ And all those people I thought knew me well ♪

♪ After all that time they couldn't tell ♪

♪ I lost my soul, was just a shell ♪

♪ There was nothing left that I could lose ♪

Oh my God, I know, right?

I haven't been out in so long,

I put back half a bottle of tequila.

Avery--

Okay, then.

Careful! Watch the marker.

- Hey, Mac! - Hey.

I heard you were back today!

Yes! - Yeah.

Hey, how do you eat at a scene like this?

Yeah, you don't wanna see me hangry, Mac.

Come on. You feeling all right?

I'll be all right when people stop asking me

if I'm all right. - Loud and clear, Boss.

It's good to have you back.

So she fell crossing the bridge,

got caught in the netting? Any witnesses?

Ah, that one called it in.

Stumbled into a pool of blood, so I suspect the victim

had been dead for hours by then.

Tell me about the new coroner.

Oh, well...

he's no Jenny.

What did you put for Number Three?

Eli doesn't like when you cheat.

How would he know if I cheat?

- You told him. - He guessed!

Your answers were exactly the same as mine.

You're a terrible cheater.

I was always top of my class, I never had a reason to cheat.

This is bullsh--

Morning, everyone.

Let's see that paperwork.

Dr. Thompson.

Ah, Dennis, great.

River.

Huh.

I'm not mad,

I'm just, uh...

disappointed.

- I miss Dr. Cooper. - Inside voice, inside voice.

Yeah, I'm just taking a look at it now.

Bruising on the wrists, forearm.

There's a contusion,

but the skull and brain are intact.

It might've knocked her out, but it didn't kill her.

Maybe she hit her head on the railing

as she fell into the bird netting?

Then she lost two-thirds of her blood volume

while she was hanging there. - Yeah.

Victim is pale inside the eyes.

She bled out.

But how?

Hey, Jenny!

- Morning, Jenny. - Hey, Tyler.

These are for the store.

Ooh! Wow, I'm gonna get rich off your uh,

green thumb, huh? - It's actually just science.

Ah, hey, your kid called the store.

Oh! I missed our weekly call.

Yeah, that's what he said.

I thought I ought to check to make sure you all

didn't get dragged off by bears.

I'm sorry, did you drive all the way out here

to tell me that? - Uh, no.

I'm looking for George.

Long hair, teenager. - No.

Big "Dragons and Lairs" game today.

Hayley, is that like a- like a role-playing thing?

He got really into that stuff after his brain injury.

It's as hot as MMA fighting, but in a different way.

Got it.

Hey, do you guys mind if I walk up to Cell Reception Hill

just to see if I can call Ross back?

Of course not, our land is your land.

I'm surprised you're awake after this morning.

Hey, I see you.

You'd forget your head if it wasn't attached.

Ah. Uh-huh.

That's what my mother used to say.

- Mm-hmm. - How's your first day back?

You checking up on me?

Hey, the attack and the surgery didn't kill me,

so they must've made me stronger.

I don't think that's how it works.

I promise you.

No one's ever gonna get the drop on me again.

I don't like the sound of that,

you still need to take care of you,

especially when I'm not around. It's not like a painting,

you know, just throw the canvas away and start over.

- Mm-hmm. - Okay.

Here. Your anti-inflammatories.

Thanks.

Yo.

Whoa! Ooh!

You sneak up on a guy, like--

My whole life flashed before my eyes there, Mac.

- I'll bet that was depressing. - Oh!

You know what, maybe I should drive to the autopsy, huh?

I still remember how to drive.

All right.

These look like...

recent surgical scars.

Maybe she bled from there?

It doesn't look like it opened up,

but I'll need to check the subcutaneous tissue

to confirm that. - Hey Dennis, River.

Detective Mcavoy, welcome back.

- Uh, what's this? - You must be Dr. Eli Thompson.

I'm Detective Donovan McAvoy, Homicide.

Are you homicide and also a pathologist?

No.

Then why are you in my autopsy suite?

I need what you have on our victim.

You're on my turf.

You show me yours.

Victim is Colleen Hough.

Husband reported her missing last night.

Did you find anything suspicious?

She bled out, and there's some bruising.

We've got fresh finger bruises on the decedent's arms.

But there are older bruises as well.

Are we talking long-term abuse?

All right, could you let us finish?

Are the bruises consistent with long term abuse, Doctor?

It's always the husband.

Isn't that what you guys say?

That's why I'm never getting one.

Now you've upset my people.

Out!

- Told you. - Yes!

Yes, and tell all the others.

Dennis!

Where are the forms?

I can't wait 'til Jenny gets back.

Hey, Mom. Isn't your leave of absence done yet?

Okay, hold on.

Well, I'm gonna stay until I can harvest

my carrots and squash.

Oh, so you tell time by harvest now?

That's a little weird,

do you have a piece of straw hanging out of your mouth

at this very moment?

Hey, you know what, I, uh...

I made compost all by myself.

Do you know how transformative it is to take waste

and turn it into something of value?

Thank you, hordes of little, red, wiggly worms.

You sound happy, Mom.

How are you?

I'm good. It's a little weird, I'm kind of...

I'm kind of like a third wheel

on an octogenarian honeymoon.

You don't even know what that word means.

It means if you don't come soon, I'm gonna move out.

Honey, look, I just...

you know, I need a little bit more time.

I need to...

I just need to stay here until I believe

that not everybody I love is gonna die.

Or leave. You know?

I'm-I'm just-I'm working on it every day. I am--

Sorry, you just cut out.

What did you just say? - Yeah, Honey, can you hear me?

What? You're-I can't...

Ross.

Argh!

Shoot.

Huh.

Okay, so you found George.

Uh, name, please?

Ah, Jenny Cooper,

I'm staying at the Fincher's Airbnb.

Oh yeah, I've seen you around.

Occupation, Mrs. Cooper?

Uh, botanist.

You see anyone else around when you found him?

No.

You didn't touch the body, did you?

- No. - "No." Okay.

Well, we are done for now, thank you.

Make sure you have the pathologist aspirate the lungs

before you rule it a drowning.

Hey, Jenny! Yeah?

Liam, you're burning up.

Oh, God.

I love you.

George.

What are you doing?

Come on.

I didn't kill my wife.

Colleen was covered in bruises.

We had a fight last night.

I grabbed her. Maybe I bruised her?

But I didn't kill her!

She has old bruises too, Marcus.

Looks like long-term abuse.

My wife had knee surgery, you know, two weeks ago.

Her physiotherapist said she was supposed to walk on it,

but she didn't feel ready.

I told her she just had to go for it,

and I... made her go for a walk around the block.

When she came back, she said someone was following her.

- You didn't go with her? - No, I did after that.

I never saw anyone.

I thought she was just avoiding getting on her feet, you know?

I should've believed her.

We've had weird fans, and peeping toms before.

You and Colleen have fans?

We have a series of graphic novels.

I write, and she illustrates.

We're mostly successful because of her drawings.

I mean, pretty convenient, his wife having a stalker.

Yeah, he didn't report it.

Oh, he didn't believe her. He says.

Hmm.

But a stalker doesn't explain week-old bruises

from "going on walks." - Look at this.

Colleen also had an illustrated blog based on her life.

Ah, she's a good artist.

Look, the face looks just like Marcus.

I wonder if all the characters are based

on people she knows.

It's possible.

- Wait, look at that. - Yeah.

When did she start drawing this character?

Oh...

Hmm.

Since 11 days ago.

Could that be the stalker?

The tissue is intact.

She didn't bleed out from her knee scars.

Then I can't find the source of the exsanguination.

There are no other wounds that I can see.

Except these tiny holes in her feet and ankles.

- Cuts? Burns? - Holes.

Nails?

Torture?

What about the bird spikes on the bridge?

The only other wounds on this woman

are from tiny bird spikes?

There's one right over her saphenous vein.

Hmm... blood would clot before a person bled out

from a hole this small.

Unless she has a clotting disorder.

Check for hemophilia, leukemia,

even scurvy.

Tox screen is back.

She was on blood thinners.

Explains the bruising of different ages.

And the fact that she lost enough blood to perish

from a tiny hole in her saphenous vein.

Fantastic work.

Now we can call Detective Donovan McAvoy.

He's one of the good ones.

He and Dr. Cooper make a really good team.

Ah, the mysterious Dr. Cooper.

Hey, Marcus.

Are those the blood thinners?

She had varicose veins. She'd hate you knowing that.

She was embarrassed.

Did you know your wife was drawing this in her blog?

A creepy guy in a fedora hat?

No, but that blog was Colleen's diary.

She's helping us solve her death.

Dr. Thompson, we've got the prescription,

we'll bring it in. - Not necessary, Detective,

just read me the precise dosage.

It says 10 milligrams of warfarin, twice a day.

That's a high dosage.

How long has she been on them?

11 days.

Colleen started drawing the stalker in her blog

about 11 days ago.

Was she hallucinating the stalkers?

I'm not Google, McAvoy.

Ask her doctor or the pharmacist.

Marcus, is this pharmacy open on Sundays?

They're open tomorrow at 8 A.M..

Why?

No, it's all good. All right.

We'll be in touch, thanks, Marcus.

Ah, this new coroner's really making me miss Jenny.

Any idea when she's back?

The last time I talked to her,

she was making it all sound pretty peaceful.

No, Jenny Cooper's not going to stop being a coroner, man.

I think she's just scared to jump back in

after what happened.

Then she ought to take a page out of your book,

'cause... cannon ball!

You're solid, man.

Wow.

- Hey. - Hey.

What's up? You all right?

Yeah, I'm okay, I just, uh...

What is that?

Oh, it's a protective charm. Why?

Do you know anybody else that has one?

Um... George.

Oh. Shoot.

Um...

Tyler, there was a, there was a body

that was found on your property this morning.

Did you know about that?

- Okay, whoa. - Look, we don't know--

What? It's okay.

We knew about the land, I should've rigged out the land.

- What? - We-we knew this was coming.

The-the birds... - Hey, Tyler.

the birds have been talking about it for years.

- Tyler? Hey. - I should've known.

They're here. - It's okay.

They're here!

Hey, hey! Hey, Hayley? - It's okay.

- Hey. - Hayley?

Hayley! - Hey.

- Tyler. - Hayley!

- No, it's okay. - Hayley, get the gun.

- Whoa, hey, Tyler! - Hayley! Hayley!

What's going on?

- Whoa-whoa-whoa! - Hey! Hey! Hey!

He doesn't have a gun! Hey! Tyler, get inside.

Tyler, come out with your hands up!

- What is going on? - That is between us and Tyler.

- Hey, where's the gun? - You don't have a gun, Tyler!

He doesn't have a gun, Jenny! - So what, he's lost his mind?!

- Stop! Stop! Hey! - Where's the gun?

- Go inside, Sweetie. - Has this happened before?

- Yes. - Okay,

is this part of the traumatic brain injury?

- Yeah. - All right, he is in crisis.

I'm the coroner for Ontario West, you need a mental health

specialist down here immediately.

- We don't have one of those. - Okay, then just...

will he talk to me?

- Yeah. - Okay.

Okay? - Fine. Five minutes.

Ah! Ah! Check!

Check to see if they're livestreaming this,

giving up our positions, check. - Hey, Tyler?

Tyler. - Check and make sure. Ahhh!

Hey, I can't-I can't hear! I can't hear. Check! Check!

You said this isn't the first time that this has happened?

No, uh, when he was still fighting pro,

he got an illegal kick to the head.

It's why we moved out here, we got away from the city.

The stress triggers mania, and post-traumatic delusions.

I-I can't! I-I can't.

The webcam scans my retinas. I can't.

It's just your traumatic brain injury talking, Babe.

I don't know how to help him.

It's okay, you're doing everything right, okay?

Just stay patient, and loving.

Hey, can I?

Okay.

Hey, hi.

Hi. - It was my job.

It was my job to keep George safe

from the wrestling team. And-and...

George? What are you talking about?

Which wrestling team?

Tyler? Hey. You remember this morning,

you were talking about seeing George, right?

When was the last time you saw him?

They're gonna throw me in the death camps.

No, Sweetie.

They've got them all over the country, all over the country.

Okay, Tyler.

He-he can't talk to the police like this,

he sounds crazy.

I'm not leaving him alone with them, he is in crisis!

He is a Black man in crisis.

Do you understand?

Yeah.

Yeah, Hayley, I understand.

Okay. We're just gonna do this together.

Okay? We're gonna do this together.

All right, all right.

I'll talk to them.

So, coroner for Ontario West, why didn't you say

something sooner? - Because I'm on vacation.

Anyone can make an ID like that look real.

Tyler?

What did you do to my son?! - Mike, he didn't do anything!

Hey, Mike, go home, I will deal with you later.

Feet in, Tyler, let's go.

- Are you arresting him? - Look--

Arresting him? He was George's friend!

You hired Tyler to hang out with George.

We hired him to teach him to fight!

He didn't want to fight.

You never understood your kid, and Tyler did!

- Tyler's a freak! - Hey! Hey.

He killed my son! - Hey, Hayley, Hayley.

Hayley, please. - Tyler, I am right behind you!

You are being watched.

If anything happens to him in custody,

I will have your badge.

Get him out of here.

Mary, Mike, I will come to you.

Okay?

Come on.

Well, this doesn't look great,

attempting to conceal the body on his property.

Conceal? It wasn't even hidden.

Oh yeah, so he's no Easter Bunny. But in my experience,

that's not how a person acts when they are innocent.

He was absolutely calm this morning when I saw him.

What was the time of death?

I don't have that information.

- Cause of death? - Nope.

What information do you have?

Enjoy your vacation.

I want to see the body.

Someone carved the word "evolve" into his leg,

but the "l" looks like an old scar.

At least a year old.

Tyler says he was supposed to protect George

from some wrestlers?

Yeah, George's dad had him join the school wrestling team.

Maybe his teammates roughed him up.

And by "roughed him up" you mean, carved the letter "l"

in his leg? - Boys will be boys.

Mutilating someone permanently falls under

"boys will be boys" in this town?

Maybe they finished the job?

I know these kids, they're not killers.

Well, don't let me get in the way of your confirmation bias,

but maybe--

Oh, eat another liberal popsicle, Dr. Cooper.

We don't do that.

Dr. Harrison, I don't believe that he drowned.

I think he was moved.

Usually when you find a body on its back in the water,

it's because he was put there posthumously.

Not much in the way of lividity.

Well, whoever cut his leg nicked his femoral artery.

He bled out.

It would've been a... a painful death.

We need evidence that leads to the original crime scene.

Well, carpet fibers, car upholstery, soil--

All that would've washed off in the slough.

Well, have you looked in his nose or his mouth yet?

Because that can tell us where he took his last breath.

What is that, mucus?

It's pollen.

I have a palynology colleague at Trent

that can get on it right away.

Okay, George.

No, he didn't drown.

Body moved.

The pollen...

is pending.

"L..."

is for "loser."

And wrestling team.

I need a body chart.

Just...

- Liam! - Yes?

Yeah. Hey.

- Hey. - I'm not going anywhere.

No, just-just breathe.

Okay. Yes. Breathe.

Any pain?

- No. - But you can feel it?

Yeah, I can feel it.

Well, the hole in your spine is gone.

It healed beautifully.

- And my cancer? - In remission.

So that's it?

Well, we'll check on you every year, but, yeah.

That's it.

Is there anything I should... take? Uh, do?

Well, you know, don't smoke.

Wash fruit.

So-so you're giving me a clean bill of health?

I mean, we don't actually give those out, but that--

But my spine, it--

You're saying it's as good as new?

We don't often see this kind of recovery, Donovan.

You're an exception.

So get your clothes on, and get outta here.

You've officially escaped death.

Thanks, Doc.

Hey, I'm Detective Abed,

this is Detective McAvoy.

We have questions about a prescription you filled out

for warfarin for Colleen Hough?

This is Colleen's prescription, yes.

And that's your name on the label?

Appears so, yes, I'm Ben Hammond.

We'd like to see the original prescription.

Uh... doctor's prescription is for 2.5 milligrams.

One pill twice daily.

Colleen's bottle says 10 milligrams.

Hmm.

Must be a mistake.

You gave Colleen four times the blood thinners

she was prescribed.

Is that your hat?

And overcoat?

Have you been following Colleen?

You're the one she's been drawing, you knew.

I-I just needed the prescription back.

So call her!

I couldn't risk a record of the call.

If she-she sued, I'd have been ruined.

This wasn't your first mistake.

- You killed my wife! - Whoa, hey!

Put the gun down! - Stay where you are!

Put the gun down!

No, no, I just saw her outside walking, and I--

You killed her! You killed my wife!

Drop the weapon, Marcus!

She's dead?

Marcus, lower the weapon!

Mac, Mac! I got a shot.

Nobody's getting shot here today, all right?

Marcus. Marcus!

You're going to get justice.

Justice?

I want my wife back.

He's pointing a gun at me! Help me!

Marcus, look at me, don't listen to him.

Why did you kill her?

I didn't! I tried to help her!

But she-she was so angry,

so-so I grabbed her just to explain,

but she struggled away,

she-it was out of control!

You let my wife bleed onto the street

until she was dead! - No, no, please!

Pharmacy is closed!

Get out! Malik! Stay put.

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Point the gun at me, Marcus.

Mac? - Stay where you are.

I'll shoot you!

I'd do it.

Come on, what are you doing?

Mac?

Pull the trigger.

Pull it!

Mac?

You think you can kill me?

Nobody gets the jump on me, I'm the superhero.

I survived cancer, a hole in my spine,

getting attacked by a murderer, for this?

You think you can take me down, huh?

Go ahead! There's a reason I'm back.

Can you say the same thing?

That's it.

- You all right, man? - Yeah.

They won't release Tyler.

(Footsteps thud),

Hey, what's the deal with uh,

George's parents and Tyler?

When we bought the store a year ago,

they found out that Tyler was a pro MMA fighter,

and they wanted him to train George.

But George had zero interest in fighting.

Unless it was with a half-orc druid,

in a really good "Dragon and Lair's" roll.

Tyler got George into gaming.

Well, it was more than just games.

Tyler's a part of this online survivor group,

he thought it would be a good way for George to deal

with the kids who were bullying him.

Oh yeah, those are the kids that carved the "l"

into his leg.

"L" for "loser."

Imagine.

Poor George had to look at that scar every day.

Those kids come in here sometimes, and I just...

I want to toss them out.

Did those kids ever buy one of these?

No, not that I can remember.

Hi, you got it? All right.

Hey.

You know I had that situation, right?

Yeah, first week back, and you point a guy's gun

to your own head and start screaming

about being a superhero,

you had that, Mac?

I was speaking his language.

And nobody got hurt, it was good.

You good?

I'm-I'm good. Yeah, don't I look good?

Daisies, coneflowers, and peonies.

Hi, I'm uh, I'm Jenny Cooper.

The coroner.

Yeah, I was wondering if I could uh...

talk to you about George?

Hello. Mike, why don't you sit out here?

I'll get us some tea. - Thank you.

Uh, you want a medical history, or...?

Oh, um,

I was actually interested in finding out

some information about the boys who assaulted your son.

I'm hoping you could give me some names.

Well, his body wasn't on their property.

Yeah, I understand, I'm just, I'm looking--

I hired Tyler...

to teach George to be a man,

to-to fit in with his friends.

But after he started hanging around that weirdo,

he started talking in some video game language,

spending hours at that store.

Addicted to role playing games.

Here we go.

Would you like coffee or tea, Dr. Cooper?

- Um... - City people!

Corrupting my son's brain

with their violent games!

Those are beautiful flowers.

Peonies, daisies, all from my garden.

Excuse me.

Uh, wait! Where are you going?

No, she know-- Knows about where--

What are you doing?! Stop!

There was pollen in your son's nose.

Don't.

What are you doing?

- This is where George died. - Mary!

We should've helped our son.

- Well, I thought I was! - No!

He never wanted to be a fighter!

You made him.

He was so sweet.

He did it to himself.

George carved "evolve" into his own leg,

and then let himself bleed out? - He left a note.

He left this.

"See you on the next level?!"

You moved his body to Tyler's land.

Tyler got him addicted to video games!

So you framed him for murder?

I made it clear what Tyler did.

So everyone could see it! Not just us!

Hey, it's Liam.

Uh, I'm not here right now. J'suis pas ici.

Donc laisser un message.

I miss you.

I'm living in a van.

I don't know if you know that...

already, but, you know.

You would love it.

It's right up your alley.

I mean, I don't know what you've done to me,

I haven't gone on a vacation in 12 years,

and I end up in a...

van in a field in the middle of nowhere.

I really came here to avoid death, but...

you know, in retrospect,

it wasn't the most amazing idea,

because wherever you go,

there you are, right?

But I just drove until I stopped.

And we maybe...

maybe it's some place that we drove through,

or maybe it just reminds me of you.

For how much time we had together,

I feel like I have so little of you.

I mean, this is the only place that I can hear your voice.

Because... because I can't hear it in my head anymore,

and that...

and that scares me, because...

because I don't wanna lose you.

God, I'm so--

Ah, I'm so sick of losing people.

If you can see me, just...

you know, use a little discretion.

Only...

you know, only look at me when I'm cute, okay?

Like, don't come and...

look at me while I'm in the shower, or...

I'm totally kidding, you can...

you can absolutely look at me in the shower.

I love you.

If you're satisfied with your message, press one.

- Can you believe him? - Mmm!

What are you doing?!

Dr. Thompson bought those.

So?!

So? So, we're Team Jenny.

After the day we've had,

I say we split the box!

They do look delicious.

So you want to eat these at my place tonight, or yours?

River, do you want to move in together?

Tyler!

We picked up the members of the wrestling team

that were involved in the incident with George.

And?

And we charged them with assault.

For what good it does, I mean, they are minors.

Sorry about that, Tyler.

You'll keep your nose clean, now, won't you?

He has always kept his nose clean.

Right.

We're so grateful to you.

Of course.

Ross, when you were little!

- What did I say? - Never mind.

Oh, that's your Dad.

You Dad was so handsome.

And I missed this cute boy.

Oh, somebody's here.

Hey, it's-it's Mom! She's home.

Hi!

Hi, guys.

Hiya, Smiler.

- You're home! - Hi.

And look, you're gardening, too!

Oh, I could help you put these-- - Oh, no, no.

Ohh!

- No Da--it's fine. - Right.

It's okay. Okay?

It's fine.

Okay, it's...

yeah, that's...