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[♪ eerie music playing]

[owl hooting]

[panting]

[twigs cracking]

[static whirring]

[panting]
Okay, now just up ahead,

you're gonna see something.

Something I can't explain.

Here we go.

I'm on a secret DOD site.

It's not on any map.

This isn't supposed to be here.

[electronic screeching]

Look at that! You see that?

[whirring]

[panting]

Come on...

[distorted crackling]

Oh, no.

[high-pitched buzzing]

[engine stops]

[man] Sweetie, I don't
want you to worry, okay?

I know you think
it sounds crazy.

But I swear to you,

something weird
is going on up here.

I finally found proof.

[clicks]

That's the last
you heard from your dad?

Yeah.

He left this voicemail
two days ago.

I haven't heard from him again,

and so I came over here.

I called the police, but they
weren't concerned,

because of no signs
of foul play.

They said he was an adult,

and unless there was evidence
of something wrong,

there wasn't much
they could do, so...

I decided to go another route.

Did you, uh, notice anything,

when you entered,
anything at all?

- [sighs] Besides the mess, no.
- Hmm.

Did you father
ever do this before?

Disappear, go off the grid?

Nothing like this.

He usually texts me when he's
gonna go camping, or...

[breathes deeply] on one of
his research road trips,

as he calls them.

Your father live here alone?

Yeah, he does now.

My mom died last year.

They used to get a kick
out of all that alien stuff.

Kind of a quirky hobby
of theirs.

After she passed,

it was really hard on my dad.

What kind of work does he do?

He's a retired
electrical engineer.

But he didn't want
to go back to an office.

So, he started hiking...

A lot.

He'd go up in the back country.

Is that where he was
when he left the voicemail?

I don't know.

He told me that he saw
something out there.

Something being hidden
from the public.

At first, I ignored it.

I mean, I was just happy

that he was finally
doing something

and being engaged.

But then, he got...

a little obsessed.

Any idea what that was about?

Government conspiracy stuff.

I know how that sounds.

It's okay. I know
something about that.

To be honest, it all
sounded crazy.

Sometimes it is.

Sometimes it's not.

Well, I drew a line
when he started talking

about the government
having him followed by

unmarked black vans 'cause...
[breathes deeply]

he was onto their
secret program.

If I take this job, I need
all the information.

And I need to be able to trust

all the information
that I'm given.

What are you not telling me?

[clicks tongue]

Well...

Few months ago,
he started harassing

an astrophysics
professor in Philly.

Dr. Iris Blair.

Do you know what that was about?

[exhales] No.

But her husband took out
a restraining order against him.

Maybe he did
something to my dad.

I'll look into it.

He's a good man,

my father.

Can you help me find him?

I'll do everything I can.

[♪ opening theme
music playing]

[cell phone vibrating]

- Hey, Velma.
- [Velma] Hey!

I thought you'd like the sound
of that $20,000 reward.

So, what do you think
about Scott Palmer?

Daughter says there was
a restraining order

taken out against her father.

Feels like there's a connection.

Remember that job
last year in Reno?

The missing dentist?

- Yeah, I remember.
- He was nuts.

What about this guy?

Thought the government
was after him.

Oh, boy. Any proof?

Is there ever?

Good point.

[exhales] I got Bobby looking
for a location on Palmer,

and I looped in Reenie.
See if she can get

more information
on this restraining order.

I'm actually heading into
Reenie's office later today.

It's sounding more like
it's your office too.

Yeah, you know, I really
like being there.

Starting to feel useful again.

Good, good.
I'm happy for you.

All right, we'll talk soon.

[man] Listen...

- I came to help you out.
- [cell phone vibrating]

So, your client pleads guilty,
I agree to six months in jail,

three years' probation, but...

only because I like you.

Aw! [clicks tongue]

Aren't you adorable?

Does that really work on women?

"Because you like me"?

It's really sweet that you think I'd
actually go for that.

[cell phone vibrating]

Do you need to get that?

Look,

let me do you a solid.

Time served
plus six months' probation.

Come on, Reenie, I got
a boss to answer to.

Well, I don't.

And what I also know
that you may not know I know,

is that your only witness
was wasted

after partying all night

when he supposedly saw
my client commit the crime.

Now, do you really wanna waste
tax payers' dollars

on a trial where

I eviscerate your only witness

on the stand in front of a jury?

I mean,

what would your boss say then?

Fine.

Time served and six months.

Great! I'll get it drawn up.

It was a pleasure
doing business with you.

Always.

[cell phone vibrating]

[sighs]

Colter, you do realize
I have a real job?

Sorry about that. I'm just on
a bit of a clock here.

You should put me
on retainer then.

Save with these golden time
rates I'm charging you.

Find any information
about the restraining order?

I did.

Spoke with the judge
who granted it.

Dr. Blair's husband
filed the restraining order.

He presented to the court

Scott Palmer's call logs
as proof of harassment.

And?

And he was quite
the eager beaver.

Palmer called her
up to 20 times a day.

Do you have those call logs?

"Did I get the call logs?"

- Sending them to you now.
- Thank you.

[Colter] Excuse me?

- Dr. Blair, right?
- That's right.

- Can I help you?
- I think so.

My name's Colter Shaw.
I'm looking for Scott Palmer.

Did something happen?

He's been missing for two days.

His daughter hired me
to help find him.

I'm not a cop,
not an investigator.

I'm sorry, I'd help
if I could, but, um...

I don't know anything
about him going missing.

I really need to get to work.

Yeah, sure.

You have been on the phone
with him quite a bit, right?

I have the call logs.

Then there was a restraining
order that was filed.

Yes, the calls were getting
more incessant.

I mean, he just wouldn't stop.

I understand that. Just...

One of the calls
was ten minutes long.

A few were seven minutes long.

I know it doesn't take
that long to...

get rid of someone, so...

Just curious what you two
were discussing.

Okay.

He had some interesting ideas.

Are you familiar with UAPs?

UFOs?

Same thing.

Unidentified Anomalous
Phenomenon.

There's still a stigma
attached to the subject

of UAPs and NHI...

- Non-Human Intelligence.
- Mmm-hmm.

...especially in academia.

That's what Scott wanted
to talk to you about.

It's a subject
I'm interested in, yes.

And Scott had ideas about UAPs?

Look, he can be very...
intense, and vocal,

while I prefer to keep
the data points discreet.

He was sharing
information with you?

I... I'm...

What are you afraid of?

I'm sorry, um...

Look, I really can't
discuss it and...

I need to get to work.

Look, I hope you do find him.

Thank you.

[engine starts]

[cell phone vibrating]

[Bobby] Hey, C.
Glad I caught you.

Bobby, what have you got?

Well, Scott Palmer's
phone was dead,

so I couldn't ping his location.

What about previous locations?

All his phone location
records are gone,

as in, wiped clean.

This where you tell me
how brilliant you are?

I found Scott Palmer's car.

No built-in GPS,

but he does have an after-market
dash cam installed,

so I was able to hack
the location in that,

and find the car's
last location.

Unmarked road, government land.

Government land?

His daughter said he'd been
hiking deep back country,

talking about
government conspiracies.

Sounds like two plus two
equals four to me.

- Sending you the location now.
- Thank you.

Hey, what do you know
about UAPs?

Oh, I mean...

How deep do you wanna go?

You wanna talk about
Jacques Vallee?

J. Allen Hynek?

You can even get into
David Grusch and...

Lue Elizondo and the
Modern Disclosure Movement.

I mean, either we're living
in a simulation,

or these things are
inter-dimensional entities.

Some might even say religious.

So, you're a believer?

Come on, Colter,
the universe is a big place,

an old place. You really think
we're alone out here?

How come we haven't
seen anything?

I mean there's plenty
of footage online.

Footage? You're talking about
YouTube videos,

with the fuzzy little light?
That could be anything.

Could be weapons testing, right?

All right, all right.

Every Mulder needs a Scully.
I'm cool with that.

But if you wanna check out
something cool,

I highly suggest
the Kumburgaz video.

It's a sighting
that happened in Turkiye.

Uh, maybe some other time.

Right now, I just wanna find
Scott Palmer.

This professor knows
something. She's stonewalling.

See what you can
dig up on her, will you?

[cell phone vibrating]

Yo, C, what's up?

Hey, I'm at the location.
Had a look around.

There's no sign
of Scott Palmer's car.

Yeah, I see you.

You're in the right spot.

- Nothing?
- No.

- Anything more on Dr. Blair?
- Yeah.

Found a secure message board.

Looks like a group of scientists

used a portal to share intel
with each other on UAPs.

Dr. Blair was part of it?

Yup. Traced the IP address
from her office to the site.

Looks like invisible
college kinda stuff.

Invisible college?
What's that?

It's a network of scientists

who wanna keep their findings
on UFOs secret.

If I was a betting man,

I'd say Dr. Blair
was a part of it.

[♪ suspenseful music playing]

Hold on.

[♪ music intensifies]

Found Scott's car.

He didn't want anyone
to know he was here.

Hey, C? Are you there?

Colter?

[distorted audio on phone]
Colter?

[static crackling]

Bobby?

[electronic screeching]

[distorted bleeping]

[high-pitched buzzing]

[whirring]

Ugh!

It doesn't make sense.

I can't find anything.

Colter's been gone
for 12 hours now,

and there's like
zero digital footprint.

Usually I can grab a signal
from somewhere,

but now I can't find anything.

I had a deputy go to the coordinates
you sent, Bobby.

He found Colter's truck.

No sign of Colter.

You sent him
to Palmer's last position?

Yeah. Now the signal
from Palmer's dash cam is gone too.

That's it. I'm gonna go.

Go where?

Colter's in trouble.
I can feel it.

He wouldn't want you rushing
into God-knows-what.

And if it were me or any of us out there,
he wouldn't hesitate.

You both know that.

He'd do the smartest
thing in front of him.

That's what I know.

Who are you calling?

Plan B.

Colter is really not gonna
be happy about this.

Yeah? Well, too bad.

He hasn't ghosted us
like this. Okay?

Something's wrong.

And I know who can find him.

[man echoing] Hey, wake up.

Can you hear me?

There you are.

[crunching]

You're Colter Shaw, right?

That's what it says
on your license.

- [Colter] Where am I?
- [man] Safe place.

Safest.

You're lucky we found you before
you got blown to smithereens.

That land you were on?

A lot of unexploded ordnance.

I seen a deer
step wrong once. [scoffs]

Red mist was all it was.

- What's this?
- It's for your protection.

You had a really bad reaction
to the tranq.

Do you mind taking these off?

I think I tweaked my knee
when I went down.

Oh, yeah?

Tell you what.

I'll loosen this
so you can reach, yeah?

It'll be our little secret.

But you won't get far

if you do what you're
thinking of doing.

That guard behind that door?

He'll double your next dose.

I've seen guys
sleep for three days.

Tranq dart, that's what
you're hit me with?

Well, you breached
a secure DOD facility.

Now, back in the day
it was bullets.

Lucky for you,

new protocol
is non-lethal deterrents.

Is that what happened
to Scott Palmer?

Deterrents?

You working with him?

Was hired to find him.
You probably already know that.

Tell me what you know
about Scott.

You don't have him, do you?

[crunching]

I'm gonna put these back on.

Remember what I said
about trying to escape.

So, where am I? Is this
some kind of a military base?

[man] I'm afraid
I can't tell you that.

It's classified.

Scott Palmer thought
something was going on here.

What did you say your name was?

Let me go work
on getting you cleared.

In the meantime,

try to get some rest.

[door buzzing]

Come on, come on.

[grunts]

[grunts] Oh!

[indistinct radio chatter]

What's happening?

Colter Shaw slipped
his restraints.

Did he now?

It seems Mr. Shaw
has got some skills.

Want me to tranq him again?

Not yet.

Let him have his fun.

All-righty.
I have to make a call.

[grunts]

[indistinct radio chatter]

[indistinct radio chatter]

[man] Yes, sir, I understand.

No, we're on schedule.
Eight hours and counting.

I just have to do
a little clean-up.

[door buzzes]

[door opening]

Whoa, whoa, easy, easy.

Russell?

Who else was gonna
get you out of this pickle?

What're you doing here?

Let's chop up the who, what,
why, when and how later.

- Right now, we gotta move.
- They got a guard.

Wouldn't worry about him.
Or the other two.

Brought you a present.

- Thank you.
- No problem.

[Russell]
We gotta make tracks.

- We're outside the perimeter.
- [Russell] Yeah,

of an unnamed covert
DOD program operating as a black site.

They don't care
about perimeters, man.

They can touch anybody anywhere.

I know. I've been
on their side.

How did you find me, anyway?

Military buddies?
Or work for private contractors again?

A little of both.
Maybe neither.

Reenie called and gave
your coordinates.

Lucky I was close by,
cleaning up a mess.

Reenie just called you, huh?

Yeah. She didn't know
who else to call so, uh,

I guess I'm kinda that guy.

Think the results speak
for themselves.

Here we go.
[chuckles softly] Okay.

So I made some
phone calls and, uh,

turns out my little brother

had wandered onto a black site.

And here I am.

"Thank you, Russ."
"You're welcome."

So you and Reenie
are phone buddies?

We keep tabs.

What's that mean?

Means I keep
asking her to dinner

and she keeps ducking me.

- [laughs]
- It's all right.

She's busy hanging
her own shingle

and I get it but, uh,

rescuing you, that's gonna
get me a date 100 percent.

I wouldn't be
so sure about that.

I'll take my chances,

especially when you tell her
how brave and heroic I was.

Not doing any of those things.

When it comes to Reenie,
you're on your own.

Let's focus on the job.

Velma filled me in. So what,
some guy looking for UAPs?

You're talking to Velma now?

I guess they view me
as a bit of an asset.

You know what
happens to civilians

when they see stuff
they're not supposed to. Like UAPs.

So you're telling me
you believe in UFOs now?

UAP is the proper
nomenclature, Colter. Okay?

And it's not about believing,
it's about knowing.

- So you've seen stuff?
- Oh, brother,

stuff I've seen would
blow your hair back.

That's all I'm gonna
say about that. Let's go.

[car door opens and closes]

[engine starts]

[Russell] Who's this guy
we're looking for?

Scott Palmer. Can you
help me find him?

I thought that's what
we're doing.

Lucky for you
my schedule's clear.

Where am I headed?

They don't have him on the base.

So we gotta find him
before they do.

Maybe the aliens took him.

- I'm serious.
- So am I.

You believe this stuff, huh?

You remember that time
when we were kids,

Dad took us up
to Eagle Head Rock

to show us
the lights in the sky?

- I got no idea what you're talking about.
- Come on. You remember.

You had your little
spaceship pajamas on.

You asked Dad
what the lights were

and he pointed to the spaceship
on your little jammy shirt.

Could've been a meteor shower.

You keep telling yourself that.

I'll tell you one thing.

If it's between
the Zeta Reticuli aliens

or some off-the-books
DOD spooks,

I'm picking
the lizard folk every time.

[cell phone vibrating]

- Who's that?
- Scott's daughter.

- Patti.
- [Patti] Colter, um,

did you find my dad yet?

No. Not yet.
We're still looking though.

Okay. Well, there
is a black SUV

with a couple of strange guys

parked outside of his house now.

It's been there since yesterday.

Maybe my dad was onto something.

Patti, you could be in danger.

I need you to get
yourself out of there

without anyone seeing you.
Can you do that?

[stammers] I'll try.

Um, but what did my dad
get himself into?

Can't talk to you
about that right now.

Just, uh,
you need to get out now.

Okay.

I still have my phone.

- Yeah?
- They let me go on purpose.

It was too easy.

What you talking about?
I busted you out.

If I make it look easy,
doesn't mean it was.

No. They want me
to find Scott for them.

That's what this
whole thing is all about.

Let me see your phone.

You gotta get rid
of the SIM card.

[stammers] What are you doing?

- There you go.
- I said get rid of the SIM card.

- Don't have to smash the phone.
- Can't be too careful.

Take off your jacket.

Let me see the back
of your neck. Come here.

Oh, yeah. Feel that?

[Colter] Yeah.
They got me with the dart.

No. Something else in there.

Hang on, this will
sting a little bit.

[Colter groans] What the hell?

[Russell] There.

Oh, yeah.

You see that?

[Colter] Seen anything
like that before?

Yeah and trust me, there's
a lot of worse places they could've put it.

Whoa, whoa.

Got an idea.

[grunts]

[scoffs] That was a better idea.

- Ought to keep them busy.
- Oh, nice throw.

[clears throat]

- [gasps] What the hell?
- It's okay. Don't be scared.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

I'm just looking for Scott.
He's in serious trouble.

[Russell clears throat]

Who the hell are you?

I'm Russell. Went ahead
and made myself a sandwich.

I hope you don't mind.
This homemade sourdough,

- so nice.
- I'm so sorry he did that.

I tried to stop him.
He's an animal.

I had to top off the tank.

I told you, I don't know
anything about Scott

- and what he's mixed up in.
- You're gathering proof of extraterrestrials.

Am I right? Hmm?

Just gotta keep it anonymous
to protect your reputation.

[Colter] Scott is being hunted by government agents.
You told him something.

Have something to do with this?

I tracked Scott
to the last location he was at

and when I did,
my phone went crazy,

popping up with all these
symbols and these numbers.

What does it mean?

What's it mean?

We think this is a form
of communication.

They've been coming through
for the past six months.

- From extraterrestrials?
- We're not sure.

We've been trying
to build a primer

to decode the messages,
but it's not complete.

- You told Scott about that?
- Well, he wanted to help.

Even though I told him not to,

he did, uh...

Where is it?
He sent a screenshot

of a recent message.

What does it say?

It's hard to say.

It could be coordinates.

Maybe they're
inviting us for a visit.

Like I said, it's not complete

and we're still working on
what it means.

The message that I received
looked just like this except

the top line ended with
two-nine-zero-one.

Are you sure about that?

Let's see,
well, if we go with...

geodetic coordinates...

uh, that could be here.

[Russell] Hmm.

That's about 200 miles away.

If Scott figured out
the location,

odds are he's
on his way there now.

It's very possible.

We'll check it out.

Scott's in danger
because of what he knows,

which means you could
also be in danger.

Yeah, I've thought about that.

Seriously. This whole thing
is mixed up with

above black DOD programs.

They write their own
rules of engagement.

You might wanna
skip town for a while.

- Come on.
- Yeah.

[Colter] We're going
to find Scott.

[door opens]

[Russell] Watch yourself.

[door closes]

[panting]

[line ringing]

[voicemail]
Please leave a message.

Honey, where are you?

- Something happened. Call me back.
- [banging on door]

Oh. [gasps]

- Are you going somewhere, Dr. Blair?
- Please, please.

No, please! Please, no.

We're on the spot.
I don't see anything.

No sign of Scott.

What are we thinking?

- Wrong place? Wild goose chase?
- [cell phone vibrates]

Oh, here we go.

I better answer this.
She could be worried.

You know how it goes, right?

Decline the call.

Why would you do that?
Hey, hey, hey!

- You serious? Really?
- Can never be too careful.

Look, whoever was tracking me

could be on Reenie's signal by now,
which means they're tracking you.

- She's now gonna think...
- Okay.

Hope that made you feel good.

One second.

Do you hear that?

[whirring]

Yeah. What is that?

I don't know. Come on.

[whirring intensifies]

[Colter] What the hell
are they doing?

Looks like a UAP landing site.

You a believer now?

[robotic voice over PA] The surge begins in
T minus 10 minutes.

What is going on here?

- He's gotta be hiding
around here somewhere. - All right.

Isn't this what you do?
You find people.

We should split up.

Okay. I'll take the north,
you take the south.

If there's something to kill,
let's do that.

- Let's not do that.
- Until we have to.

- Just meet me back here in 20 minutes.
- All right.

[robotic voice over PA] All personnel move into
the safety perimeter.

[cell phone vibrating]

Still got nothing
off Colter's phone.

Seriously?

It popped back
online for a minute

then disappeared again.

Great. Now, Russell's
ignoring my calls too.

He should have
checked in by now.

Uh, I got an idea.
I'll call you back.

- Reenie.
- Yeah.

A call showed up
on a police scanner

from Lebanon County

for a car registered
to Dr. Blair.

[Reenie] A police scanner?

Smart. What was the call?

Not good. A 10-54.

10-54, possible dead body?

Yeah. And then later
followed up as a 10-56.

- Suicide.
- Yeah. There's no way.

Someone got to her.

[robotic voice over PA] The surge begins in
T minus five minutes.

Drop it.

Where's your brother?

My brother?

Oh, he likes to go
his own way. Always has.

Yeah. Try being his brother.
I say left, he goes right.

- It's a mess.
- Like your father, Ashton Shaw.

You got a long family history of getting
in the government's way.

What, you don't think
I know who you are?

Come on. Where's Scott Palmer?

Never heard of him.

It'd be a shame
to wreck this whole

science fair project
you've got going here.

See, I know
what's going on here.

You guys sent up
a little cosmic Morse code

and somebody answered back.

Am I right?

You have no idea what
you're talking about.

Didn't you build
that big landing pad

for a little alien
meet and greet?

No matter what you
think you've seen,

no one will ever believe you.

Yeah.

[clicks tongue]
Maybe you're right.

But I'm gonna
give you a pro tip.

If you're gonna shoot me,
you should shoot now.

One more step
and I will kill you.

[robotic voice over PA]
T minus three minutes.

Oh?

[exhales]

Should have shot me
when you had the chance.

[whistles]

What do we have here?

Spicy.

[door unlocks]

[grunts]

[robotic voice over PA]
T minus two minutes.

T minus two minutes.

[door closes]

Please. [stammers]
Don't shoot me.

I'm not here to hurt you.
I'm here to help you.

Your daughter hired me
to find you. Let's go.

No. [stammers]
I have to see this.

There is a vessel coming.
I know it.

It's not a vessel coming.

It's what they
want you to think.

Look, I know too much, but they can't
keep this a secret.

- Some secrets aren't worth dying for.
- Well, this one is!

The world needs
to know that this is real.

My wife would've wanted that.

Scott...

your daughter hired me
to bring you home.

She doesn't want to live
without you.

You're all she has left.

Now come on. Let's go.

- [alarm blaring]
- [low growling noise]

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Cover your ears.

[noise intensifies]

[noise stops]

We missed it.

[guard] They're in here
somewhere. Find them.

That's our cue.
We gotta go. Take this.

Come on, follow me.

Go. Go.

Hey, guys. Clock's ticking.
They know we're here. We gotta roll.

Come on.
I gotta see what happened.

The alien craft
could still be here.

Now or never, man.
Let's move.

There's no time.
We gotta go. Come on.

[robotic voice over PA]
Calling all personnel.

There has been
a security breach.

Come on, come on.

[guard on loudspeaker]
Stay where you are!

Come on, come on, come on.

[guard]
They're on the move!

Let's go, let's go.

[Russell] Come on. Hurry up.

[guard] We're losing
them outside the perimeter.

[car approaching]

[Scott]
Oh, God. Is that them?

I can take out
those tires from here.

[Colter]
No, we might need the van.

Colter Shaw?

You got a phone call.

Who the hell is this?

[Reenie] Oh, thank God.

- You had me so worried.
- Reenie.

- You know I don't like to worry...
- Reenie?

Hey, Russell,
sorry I missed your call.

It's Colter's fault.
Thanks for the van.

- Okay.
- Missed my call? Russell, shut up.

- Van? You know how expensive
that van was? - [Colter] All right.

To get a guy sent out? Seriously?
Two dumb Shaw brothers together

and neither of you can
text one person back.

Son of a bitch!

Dad!

- Hey.
- Oh.

[Scott] Oh, God. I'm sorry.

That's okay. I'm just
so thankful that you're safe.

[exhales]

- Thank you.
- You're welcome. Thank you.

Take care of each other. Okay?

We will.

So, what do you think?
Still a non-believer?

I saw something out there.

I don't think
it proves anything.

You see anything out there?

I heard it. I felt it.

You know, saw the light.

Could've been testing
a new weapon defense system.

Or, or...

could've been a transporter
from another planet

that landed 50 yards
from us. Huh?

Well...

Oh, I, uh...

grabbed something.

- Check that out.
- What did you nab?

Oh, it's great.

It's great. It's rock.

No. [stammers]
It's like alloy.

I mean, look at it closer.

The structures, that's engineered, man.
That could be, uh...

could be a piece of a craft.

Now I believe less.

Well, I got a guy who's gonna
run some tests for me so...

- You got an alloy guy?
- Yeah. I got an alloy guy.

- You don't have an alloy guy?
- I don't need one.

You got a guy who can
drive me to my truck?

Come on.

Sweet ride. Wouldn't mind getting
behind the wheel of this thing.

That's never gonna happen.

- [Colter] I got a text from Velma.
- [Russell] Oh, yeah?

I'm sure they're happy to have
you back safe and sound.

Yeah. They found
Dr. Blair's body in her car.

Ruled a suicide.

Damn.

Well, they got to her.

Velma's worried they
might still be on our tracks.

[clicks tongue] No.

They were just worried about
somebody getting in the way

of whatever happened out there.

That's why they went after Scott.
That's why they killed the doc.

Now the circus has
left town, they don't care.

- It's all over.
- That's what I told her.

And Scott didn't
have any proof. Right?

So he's just gonna sound
like any other nut job

with a conspiracy theory.

Wish I knew that
government guy's name.

Bigger question is how
does he know about our family?

What do you mean?

Had a little chat with him
before I knocked his ass out.

He knew about dad.

- Really?
- Yeah.

I mean, look,
textbook spook move, right?

Drop a little crumb,
see where it goes.

- Maybe it was more than just a crumb.
- What do you mean?

Dory's got this box
full of Dad's stuff.

You know anything about that?

- What's in it?
- I don't know.

Probably a bunch of junk.

Who cares?

I think it's weird
that she's got this box

and she didn't mention it
to either one of us.

- [exhales] You know what I think?
- What?

I think she didn't want you going down
some rabbit hole like you surely would.

What are you doing?
Truck's down there. It's in the woods.

This baby doesn't
drive on gravel.

You picked me up
from that black site.

Well, that was an emergency.
This is not an emergency.

So, uh, get to walking.

You serious?

[laughs] Okay.
All right. Yeah.

No. I see how it is.

No problem.

- Where you off to now?
- [clicks tongue] Colorado.

- What's in Colorado?
- Reenie.

Gonna collect on that
date she promised me.

Said she'd go to dinner with me
since I saved your ass.

Huh. You did not save my ass.

Eh! Little bit.

And you know
what to do if she calls.

[clicks tongue]
Smoke your brother up.

- I'll see what I can do.
- Appreciate it.

I'll see you when I see ya.

Oh, Russ, uh...

Thank you for saving my ass.

Little bit.

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