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-Previously on Tracker... -I was supposed

to pick up my daughter Hailey.

Now I can't get

-ahold of her or my ex. -COLTER: Lisa.

("Old Time Rock & Roll" notification plays)

What is it? Lisa!

-(car horn honks) -(tires screech)

You have to save my daughter.

RANDY: Encryption, rerouted servers,

ghost loops,

nothing I've ever seen before.

But I did find the last phone call

that she answered on her personal phone.

Guy named Raymond Ockman.

RUSSELL: So, this is the guy that took Hailey?

RAYMOND: I had no choice.

They're gonna kill my sister.

Yeah, I just heard from my friend

at the Denver Sheriff's Department.

Harriet Ockman's body was found an hour ago.

RANDY: Yeah, what does that mean, Colter?

Nothing good.

(sighs) Come on, Colt. Look,

Hailey's good. The job is done.

-HAILEY: Is Mom okay? -She's at the hospital.

-Hey. -("Old Time Rock & Roll" notification plays)

"You have interrupted the Process."

"And there will be consequences."

(crying)

("Old Time Rock & Roll" notification plays)

("Old Time Rock & Roll" notification plays)

Good night, Nicky.

Good night, Hoppy.

Sleep tight.

(vehicle approaching)

(engine shuts off)

(door opens)

(door closes)

This can't be happening again.

We have Nicky back.

We did everything we were supposed to.

HARITH: They sent a text.

It said, "Welcome back to the Process.

Your successor has failed."

What did you have to do?

I had to handle Ockman's sister.

(sighs)

We can't do this anymore. We have to call the police.

No. No, no, no, no, no, no.

No, hey.

I killed someone. Do you understand?

And you know what happens to people who try to go

-to the police. -We'll run away.

They will find us and they will kill Nicky.

Do you want to risk that?

-No. -Then we have no choice.

The only way out is through.

("Old Time Rock & Roll" notification plays)

All right, Reenie. Keep me posted.

Reenie's at the jail right now, she's talking to Ockman,

seeing if she can get any more information on the Process.

That guy was terrified when we found him.

So was Lisa.

Random instructions via text was threatening

enough for them to be willing to risk their own lives.

What about the, uh, the messages that we got?

What'd the police say about that?

Yeah, they say that Ockman

is a high school computer science teacher

capable of setting up the whole thing.

I don't know, something doesn't seem right.

-Yeah. -(door opens)

Randy.

Ha, what's up, man?

You must be Russell. The legend is real.

Must be Randy. Legend is also real.

Oh, well, thank you.

Mm, get us some T-shirts.

(Russell and Randy laugh)

WAITRESS: Can I start you off with something?

Oh, yeah.

Hey, um, can I please get exactly what he ordered?

Plus an extra side of bacon.

And biscuits and gravy. And a cinnamon roll.

You think you ordered enough food?

What? Stress eating, man.

-All this work I'm doing for you. -What you got?

Finally traced the sender of those messages you got.

The number was spoofed using call hopping,

meaning that it bounced from the original source

to dozens of locations before it even got to you two.

Took a lot of grinding to go backwards,

but once I got to number 105,

guess who it belongs to.

Raymond Ockman.

At his home address.

-So he sent the messages? -No.

I think it's a mislead,

just in case someone like me did a deep dive.

They want us to think that Ockman's the source.

Because here's the thing-- the encryption from the sender

to Lisa's burner phone is like ultrasophisticated.

So, either

Ockman is a computer genius,

and I'm not saying a high school teacher can't be,

or we got something completely different on our hands.

So the Process is real.

COLTER: We got to find out

who's behind this game, put an end to it.

* *

You want to be my lawyer?

Yes.

Raymond, do you understand

what you're being charged with here?

The kidnapping of Hailey Rodgers and the murder

of Kurt Foster, as well as your own sister?

But I would never kill my own sister.

I was trying to save her.

And I could have if those two guys hadn't interfered.

Okay.

Okay, I believe you.

So, who would do this to you, huh?

(sighs) It's the Process.

I already explained it to the detectives.

I had to follow instructions.

I'm a victim here.

And why would the Process target you?

I don't know, but they seemed to know everything about me.

All right, let's do this.

Raymond, I need you to tell me everything you know

about this Process, okay?

From the very beginning. No detail is too small.

So, when was the first time they contacted you?

(sighs) Um, I was, uh,

coming home from a school swim meet.

I think that was probably the first time.

Yeah, swim meet. Go ahead.

Do you know him?

Who, the guard?

-No. -Yes, you do,

you just signaled him. I saw you.

Raymond, I was just being polite.

Oh, my God, you're one of them, aren't you?

-One of who? -The people running the Process.

I should have known.

Coming here, offering to be my attorney.

-They wouldn't let me go. -Raymond...

It's never that simple.

-Guard. -Raymond.

I'm done here. You can take me back.

Raymond, wait, no. I can help you. Raymond.

COLTER: This is a little strange here. Look at this.

It's the only phone ping without an address, just coordinates.

-RANDY: Mm-hmm. -COLTER: Odd, right?

RANDY: I noticed that, too, so I already looked it up.

There's nothing there.

I mean, just an empty patch of land.

Might be worth checking out. Where is it?

Two hours west,

-in Eagle County. -Hmm.

-(phone vibrates) -Reenie, what do you got?

Well, Ockman got spooked.

Everything was going fine until he thought

that I was part of the Process and he freaked out.

Well, they killed his sister.

Maybe he thought they'd do the same to him.

Yeah. I mean, he did say that they would never let him go.

She figure out how the Process got our phone numbers?

No, unfortunately.

-(phone vibrates) -COLTER: Hold on a second.

Just got a text from Cal.

Lisa's awake at the hospital. Hailey's with her.

-Okay, that's great news. -Yeah. I'm gonna head over there

now, see if I can figure out how she got tangled up in all this.

All right, bye.

I'm gonna go check out these coordinates,

see what we see.

I'm gonna stay right here,

sit here, and, uh, let my food digest.

(chuckles) Sounds like a plan.

Hey, uh, you think Reenie'd be down to drive me out there?

Do I think Reenie wants to be your chauffeur?

-Probably not. -No?

-I'll ask her anyway. -Okay.

Good plan.

LISA: I love you, Hailey.

I love you, too, Mom.

I'll see you later.

I don't know how to thank you for finding her.

(sighs) Maybe you could tell me

how you got caught up in all this.

Lisa, I know this isn't easy.

I'm just trying to get some information so I can...

figure out what the hell's going on.

This... nightmare started

when I got that call.

(phone rings, vibrates)

Hello?

RAYMOND: I have your daughter Hailey.

What?

I'm only doing this because

they have my sister. You'll be getting

a text message soon with the instructions you have to follow

-if you want to save Hailey. -Who is this?

I'm a victim just like you. If you follow the instructions,

they'll let my sister go. You're part of the Process now.

(tires screech)

Hailey!

Hailey? Hailey?

Hailey, where are you?

Hailey?

(gasping)

Oh, God.

I found Kurt dead.

-Oh, God. -At first I thought it was

someone shady from his world who did this.

Hailey!

But now I know.

Hailey!

("Old Time Rock & Roll" notification playing)

I realized he was just

trying to stop that man

from taking Hailey.

Oh, my-- Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

I needed money fast.

They warned me about being tracked.

I couldn't use my ATM or bank cards.

I knew Kurt had cash in his safe.

The biometric safe.

That's why you cut off his hand.

I am a surgeon.

I was desperate.

So I went

to his apartment and I took the cash and gun

from his safe,

bought a burner phone and texted the number I was told to.

That's when the instructions really started.

I had to steal a car,

go to a money transfer place, and wire $10,000 to an account

and pick up an envelope with a key to an office.

I was supposed to find

suite 109, pick up a briefcase

and deliver it to a location.

COLTER: Lisa. Lisa.

Then you showed up,

and I never made it inside.

You have any idea why

you might've been targeted?

They knew stuff about me.

Things I had done.

That I'm not proud of.

After Cal divorced me, I was in a bad place.

Then I met Kurt,

and I wanted things to work out,

so maybe I had blinders on.

I knew he was running a scam,

and I helped him get my coworkers

and family to invest money with him.

They knew you wouldn't go to the police

'cause you didn't want to get caught for what you did.

I wanted to save Hailey.

It felt like it was my fault that she was taken

because I was being punished.

I already felt so guilty.

I couldn't disobey the instructions

and let her die because of me.

You must think I'm a terrible mother.

I don't think that.

I don't judge.

I'm scared this isn't over yet

for me.

Have they contacted you again?

No, but I think they must have people everywhere.

Watching and waiting.

Are we good?

This is for you.

I thought I was done.

No, we're never done.

I thought I was finished seven years ago. I was wrong.

How many people are involved in this?

I don't know. Don't ask any questions.

Just know you can always be called on

to handle interruptions and loose ends.

Just do what they ask you to do.

-You know what happens if you don't. -(engine starts)

(tires screeching)

("Old Time Rock & Roll" notification plays)

(Reenie sighs)

Well, this is nice, right?

You, me, just the open road.

See, aren't you glad I convinced you to come along?

I... I'm not sure how

you can be so relaxed, given the circumstances.

I don't know, I'm just kind of one of those guys, you know?

Good at compartmentalization.

You know, my, uh, my worried part of my brain does not mix

with the part that has a good time.

Yeah. Maybe I don't have that set of skills.

Yeah, but you got skills.

Hmm?

Okay.

I mean, y-you know, you...

um...

Like you're resilient, right?

Colter kind of told me a little bit

about what happened to you.

-Did he? -Yeah.

And what about you?

You said you're between gigs?

Oh, uh...

Yeah. Yes, I am.

-So? You got a plan? -Hmm?

I don't know.

Usually just kind of hits me.

You know? Like maybe I'll get some land down in Arizona,

start up a tactical gun range.

I like the dry heat.

What about you?

What about me? I definitely have a plan.

Does it involve that lawyer friend of yours?

If you must know...

Elliott and I ended things last week.

-Oh... -(sarcastically) Oh.

...no.

-Are you okay? -Yeah.

It was sort of mutual, I guess.

Just processing everything we went through.

You know?

Listen, if you ever want to talk about,

like, for real, right? I'm here.

I appreciate that.

Mm-hmm.

Feels... you know, pretty scary.

There was this moment where I thought that it was

the end, you know?

I mean, he could have died.

Yeah, but he didn't.

He didn't,

and you made it through to the other side,

and that's what matters.

Yeah.

Hmm. Well...

...you want to talk about it,

I'm always

ready to yak.

'Cause I know my brother-- he's like talking to drywall.

-(Reenie laughs) -But I got you.

Okay.

Hey, let's hit the next, uh, gas station we see.

I need to hit the men's room.

What?

We just got on the road.

Well, I don't know what to tell you.

When you gotta go, you gotta go.

Okay.

* *

(phone vibrating)

-Randy, what's up? -Yo, you at the location

Lisa was supposed to be at? The suite 109?

-Walking there now. -Yeah, well,

I hacked into the building's tenant list,

found out who's renting it.

It's a guy by the name of Jed Hoo.

He prepaid for six months out,

but this guy's phone number's disconnected

and his home address does not exist.

I don't think the guy is real.

Colt, you there?

At the door now.

See anything?

I don't think anyone's using this space.

What about the briefcase? You find that?

Not yet.

Got it.

It's locked.

(clicks)

Photos.

Of what?

Ockman and a high school boy.

Like one of his students?

Yeah, it could be.

It's definitely an inappropriate relationship.

Not the kind of photos Ockman would want out in the open.

So this is what they're doing.

They had leverage against Lisa,

this is the leverage they have against Ockman.

Hey, Randy? Did you get the picture

of that briefcase I sent you?

Yeah, man, but don't expect no miracles.

I found the manufacturer,

but the serial number's pretty much obliterated.

All right.

Do me another favor, will you?

Check the tenant list,

see who else is on the first floor.

Checking.

Yeah, it's mostly empty.

There's a dried fruit exporter and

-a dancewear company. -All right. Thanks, Randy.

REENIE: Okay.

Thanks for letting me know.

-(sighs) -What? What is it?

Raymond Ockman is dead.

He was found hanging in his jail cell.

He killed himself?

That's what they're saying,

but when I met with him, he was scared,

okay? Not suicidal.

(scoffs) Okay, well, if the Process got to him there,

-then it has serious reach. -I mean, he was

paranoid that one of the guards was part of the Process.

Maybe he was right.

(sighs)

I'm gonna have the cops send someone over

to check on Lisa and Hailey.

Yeah.

You good?

I thought I saw someone following us earlier.

-Wait, are you for real? -Now I don't see anybody,

so either they gave up or it was nothing.

But just to be safe,

I think I should drive.

Nothing against your skills-- you're great--

but, uh... it would just make me feel better, okay?

(sighs) Yeah, all right, fine.

Um, just, I've had this car like three months, okay?

So don't do anything "Russelly."

-Yes, ma'am. -Thank you.

I ever tell you about that one time I spent a year

pretending to be a bartender at an Irish pub in Moscow

-just to get some intel? -You did not.

Oh, yeah. It was, uh...

Well, that story's gonna have to wait.

We got our tail back.

What, the blue sedan?

RUSSELL: Yeah.

Listen, I'm trained for this, okay?

I told you not to do anything "Russelly."

-Hang on. -(engine revving)

(tires screeching)

(panting)

What-what-what-what are you doing?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa... (squeals)

(tires screeching)

You good?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Don't move or I will shoot!

(phone vibrates, chimes)

(groaning)

Hey.

Rise and shine.

I-- Where am I?

I wouldn't worry about that.

Are you gonna kill me?

That depends on the answers you give me.

I can't help you.

(sighs)

I think you can.

What does the Process want with me and my brother?

I don't know what you're talking about.

You think I won't use this?

You're gonna tell me the truth.

-You understand me? -(door closes)

I got Randy running this guy's license. What is this place?

It's a safe house. I got resources.

-Ah. -How's Reenie doing?

She's okay, she's trying to get

more information about Ockman's death.

Also got police running a full detail

on Lisa and Hailey.

If the Process finds out that Lisa's talking,

-they could be in danger. -Good thinking.

Guy's in bad shape.

-Did you do any of that to him? -No.

No, it's from the car accident.

Mm. Get anything out of him?

Not yet. I'm just getting started.

(sighs)

Uh-oh.

Well, now you're in trouble

'cause the enforcer's here.

'Cause I'm the nice one, so...

We know you work for the Process.

I don't.

("Old Time Rock & Roll" notification plays)

You have to give me that.

"Have you handled

Russell Shaw?" What if we say no?

You can't,

or they're gonna take my son again.

(groans) I don't work

for the Process, but they make me do things

and... I can't get out.

-They targeted you. -Yes.

They took Nicky, my son.

But we got him back, and I thought

we were done. We tapped the next person,

but... he f... he failed.

The next person, was that Raymond Ockman?

So, what, then the Process comes back to you?

Yes.

You can be called upon at any time

to handle interruptions.

Anything that stops the Process from moving forward.

Like me and my brother.

All right, tell us who's running this damn thing.

I have no idea.

I was told by the person before me that the Process

has been going on a long time, at least ten years.

("Old Time Rock & Roll" notification plays)

RUSSELL: What do you want to do?

(sighs)

I think we're gonna have to kill you.

This is from the hallway outside Ockman's cell.

He used the bedsheet as a noose to hang himself.

Wait, hold on. Look.

Ockman only leaves frame

for a few seconds.

That's not enough time for what happened.

There was a guard posted

in the visitation room when I was here before.

Okay? Ockman was very afraid of him.

Please, I'd like to talk to him.

He worked the morning shift. He was a part-time temp

filling in for a staffing shortage.

I need a name and address.

We don't give out confidential employee information.

You will if you don't want to be

slapped with a civil suit for wrongful death.

Up to you.

-All right, I got it. -(phone whooshes)

That'll buy us a couple hours.

(exhales sharply, clears throat)

So, uh,

who's supposed to "handle" my brother here?

I don't know.

It could be anybody who's ever been

involved in the Process.

You can't trust anybody.

Yeah, well, we're gonna stop it.

You can't. They will figure it out,

and then my son's in danger.

Please.

It's his birthday today.

(crying)

Call him.

Call your son.

It's his birthday.

(dialing)

(line ringing)

Hey, buddy, it's Daddy.

* Happy birthday. * (laughs)

Yeah, I-I know. I know I promised I'd be there, but...

Hey, I'll be back soon, okay?

Why don't you, uh, save me a piece of cake?

Okay. Daddy loves you.

Thank you.

They know, uh...

they know I'd do anything for Nicky.

What does the Process have on you?

That's how this whole thing works, right?

-Leverage? -Yeah.

I stole money from my former employer.

("Old Time Rock & Roll" notification plays)

Here we go.

What's it say?

It says, "The Process may resume.

You have three hours to arrive."

What's that mean? What does that mean?

There's a new target.

I'm the last link. Ockman failed,

so the Process returned to me,

and now I have to contact the next target.

And if I don't show up,

they'll kill my son.

* *

Yeah, Ockman didn't kill himself.

I just came from the jail.

You see the surveillance video?

Yeah, I'm pretty sure it was doctored.

But we've got a problem. We have a jail warden

who is not motivated to investigate.

Basically shut me down because I'm not

technically Ockman's attorney

and I don't have any jurisdiction there, so...

Uh, hold on,

-Randy wants to talk to you. -Yo, Colt,

I analyzed the briefcase photos that you sent.

-You track the serial number? -Yeah, I got what you want.

And I got some shipment information on this model.

-Good job. -No, Colter,

you're supposed to say "great job," okay?

'Cause it turns out that they didn't sell a ton

of these models, but a bunch were sold

to a Dr. Susanna Tate

at Southeast Colorado University

back in '02.

You get contact information on her?

Yeah, she's retired now

and she lives outside of Denver,

but I just sent you the address.

And, uh, oh, yeah, you're welcome.

Thank you.

Hey, Colter.

Tell Russell that I am still mad at him

and I would like my car back, please.

Right, uh, about that.

He's gonna need your car for a little bit longer.

-Wait, why? -Why?

Think it's best you don't know.

Yes, this...

this looks like one of mine.

I used to give them as welcome gifts to my grad students.

It used to make them feel important

to carry their papers in a briefcase.

Like their work was valuable.

Exactly. Felt top secret.

So much of our thinking can be modified

by little things.

Yeah, you did a lot of research

on behavioral modification under duress, right?

-Yes. -Yeah.

Pretty far out there stuff.

It was, but I-I'm retired now.

What was it you were hoping I could help you with?

What can you tell me about the Process?

How do you know about that?

It's happening right now.

-That's impossible. -Three people have already died.

So please... tell me what you know.

It was an experiment in a class I was teaching

about leverage and obedience.

Volunteers were either subject of blackmail

or the blackmailers themselves

who made their victims follow strict rules.

It was short-lived.

So you ended the experiment? Why is that?

One of the subjects ended up seriously hurting her roommate.

It became too dangerous,

and not just for the subjects.

Several of the grad students that were on the project--

they-they just... they started to exhibit

out-of-bounds behavior.

What kind of behavior?

Power intoxication,

increased capacity for-for cruelty.

So I-I did the responsible thing and I ended it.

I buried the research

and I-I moved on to new areas of study.

Do you think it's possible that one of your old grad students

continued your research out in the real world?

I hope not.

I-I did have three students in particular

who-who strongly objected to my shutting down the project.

And what were their names?

I've always remembered them because they were so insistent.

Don Schneider, Gillian Meeks and Phillip Jost.

Schneider in particular worried me.

My study exposed

something in him, a kind of enforcing sadism.

He took pleasure in the rules of the Process

and he, and he felt like the subjects deserved punishment.

The-the experiment ended.

He-he continued to reach out to me.

I-I blocked him,

I told him to move on with his life.

But I... I think I created a monster.

You were afraid of this guy.

Yes.

Do you have any idea where this guy might be now?

I-I don't. I don't know. I lost touch with all of them.

I-I heard Gillian Meeks is in London,

but the other two-- they...

they could still be in the area.

(sighs) It's strange.

They didn't come after me.

They created a system

where, if someone stepped out of line,

they would either blackmail them or kill them.

You had no way of knowing this was going on.

But I feel responsible.

They took your idea and they twisted it.

-How long has this been going on? -A long time.

-Too long. -(sets book down)

The important thing is, we put an end to it

before anybody else gets hurt.

All right, well, we're here.

Now what?

We wait.

("Old Time Rock & Roll" notification plays)

Oh.

-(types) -(phone whooshes)

("Old Time Rock & Roll" notification plays)

HARITH: Hey, um...

I don't think I can do this again.

We have to.

(door closes)

There we go.

-HARITH: Oh, God. -(car door opens)

(breathes heavily)

(car door closes)

RUSSELL: Don't scream, don't scream.

I'm actually here to save your life,

but you need to follow my instructions

very carefully, you understand?

-Yes. -Okay, let's go.

(phone vibrates)

Russell, you all right?

Hey, yeah. So far, so good.

Process doesn't know we're playing 'em.

-They gave Harith new targets? -Yeah.

Yeah, it's a young couple. Newlyweds.

We pretended to kidnap the wife, and the husband

gets his first text message

from the Process on a burner phone.

Let me guess, "Tell no one,

deposit some funds into an account..."

Yeah. Yeah. We're trying to slow-play it here,

so he's gonna make a transfer in a little bit,

buy us some time.

I think I might have found out who's behind this.

Some former psychology grad students

who've gone off the grid.

Get the sender's number, get it to Randy.

Oh, already did that.

Yeah, that's why... why I was calling.

So, he backtracked the spoofed number.

One of the pings came from the coordinates in Eagle County

where Reenie and I were to go visit.

That can't be random.

Right?

Yeah. Yeah, I agree.

All right, I'll meet you there.

RUSSELL: Coordinates are about a mile up that way.

I figure it's better if we walk from here.

This is who we're looking for.

Got it.

So much for nothing being out here.

Yeah.

(alarm sounding)

-Ugh, son of a bitch. -(nearby clatter)

The hell was that?

I got it. I got it.

-Yeah. -COLTER: Yep.

* *

(alarm continues)

(panting)

RUSSELL: Hey! Stop!

-Stop! -(gunshots)

I will not miss next time, I promise.

Nice to see a dead man.

I'm not armed.

-You the one in charge? -No.

-Who is? -Schneider.

Give me the keys.

Come on.

(groaning)

(yells)

(grunting)

(exhales)

(typing)

Don't move. It's over.

Are you going to shoot me?

'Cause that won't stop the Process.

I-It doesn't need me.

Can I show you something?

(types)

What would you be willing to do to save

your mother and your sister?

Answer the question.

And which one would you save first?

I'm not here to play your game.

Oh.

You're afraid of the choices you would make.

Why did you do this?

I know you had your victims wire you money,

but this isn't just about you getting rich.

There's more to it, right?

Dr. Tate says you were an enforcing sadist,

so this is, uh...

...this is pleasurable to you.

Dr. Tate?

That failed academic? Wha...

Aren't you curious how it all works?

We created an algorithm

to select targets automatically.

It's self-sustaining.

There's nothing you can do to stop it.

You're proud of this.

You want to be admired.

That's why you were sending me those texts.

Right? You wanted me to find you.

Come in here and see you.

Your power, your superiority.

You've been anonymous too long.

Even you can't beat the algorithm, Colter.

It chooses flawed individuals

who would rather not go to the police.

How well do you know your family?

What are the chances that someone

has a secret to hide?

(Schneider coughs)

RUSSELL: Hey.

-You all right? -I'm all right.

I got what I needed from him.

Was he trying to use Dory and Mom for leverage?

He tried. Didn't work.

All right, you ready to do some damage...

...shut down the Process?

Let's do it.

("Traveling Man" by Zach Bryan playing)

So, Don Schneider's been taken into custody.

He's not talking. No surprise there.

But the FBI is doing forensic analysis on the servers.

Well, good we didn't trash everything.

Yeah, and...

their I.T. specialists have confirmed

that you did stop the Process.

Lisa's very grateful to you.

How's Harith Holmes?

(sighs) He's ready to answer for what he's done,

but he's glad his son is safe.

So this whole thing's really over?

Hopefully. I mean, the Feds are trying

to track down this third grad student Gillian Meeks,

you know, just to be sure.

COLTER: They haven't found her yet?

I'm sure it's only a matter of time.

But anyway, I've got to run. I've got a lunch with a client.

And I'll send you a bill for my car repairs.

Hey, call me. Anytime.

-(phone crackles) -I mean any...

* Tell a woman that I love her *

* Then forget her name... *

We're gonna have to talk about Echo Ridge and Mom

at some point.

Yeah.

Well, I'm not ready to talk to her,

-if that's what you're asking. -Well, I just need to know

what to tell her when she asks me.

Tell her, you know, that I need more time.

Okay. Yeah, I mean, take as much time as you need.

It's just, you know, family stuff.

Kind of stuff I like to sweep under the rug

and forget about, but that's not your jam.

That's fine.

No, it's not.

Oh, the, uh, the phone number

that you found in Dad's journal.

You want, I can look into that for you.

-You'd do that for me? -Sure.

I don't have a hell of a lot on my docket right now.

What is next for you, anyway?

I don't know.

I don't know.

Maybe I'd like to be my own boss.

You know, maybe something adventurous.

Help people who need help. That kind of thing.

Any tips?

I'm all ears.

You're asking for my advice?

Yeah. Seems like you got a good thing going here.

Yeah, it's not bad.

I mean, the Airstream's a little weird,

-but, you know, you're doing all right. -(laughs)

The Airstream's cool, man. It's not weird, it's cool.

I guess I just want to do something...

Use my skills for good.

Like the greater good.

I don't know.

* Burning down the highway *

* And I think... *

Oh, hey, uh...

Did you ever find out who painted your nails?

-What? -Who painted your nails,

the, uh, the-the monkey? Jakarta?

(laughs softly)

You know what? That's a story better told over a beer.

-Or several beers. -(laughs softly)

And you'd be buying.

I know a spot.

Yeah? And steak.

-They got those. -I'm in.

Sounds like a plan.

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