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Listen to the wave.

Feel the water's embrace.

Touch the Earth.

Mother Nature

is talking to you.

And she is...

very,

very,

very,

Everybody, yes, how you doin'?

Give yourselves a hand.

Thank you so very much.

You-- you're way too kind.

Alright.

Okay, give me a moment.

I am Professor Braunstein.

And I've been traveling around

this amazing planet of ours.

To tell the world,

the truth rega-- regarding a--

Oh, whe-- where am I today?

Whe-- where-- where is this?

Florida.
- Ah-- ah, yes, Florida.

Well, I-- I-- Ooh,

I'd like to try
one of those...

delicious
key lime pie doughnuts.

Does anyone--

Thank you.

Well, I gotta tell you,

these are to die for.

The source
of the fire has not officially
been identified

and the investigation
continues.

In other news on
the space coast,

hold on to your hats because
there's another launch

scheduled today at noon
of an Atlas rocket.

Busy day on the coast.

I know, I know.

Lots going on, along the launch
is happening

Yeah, the launch-- oh, wow.

It's

Yeah.
- How 'bout that?

Yeah, right?
- Yeah.

Man, it's so fun
when it happens,
- I know.

Oh, what's happening?
Oh!

Oh my gosh!
Oh my gosh!

Oh my God! Oh my God!

You! You, you!

Our mother who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come
for all of thy beings.

And thy will be done
within thy universe.

♪ Happy birthday to me ♪

Fuck me, I hate birthdays.

Damn motherfucking assholes.

Told them not to do
this shit today.

Odan?

♪ Odan ♪

You been a good boy today?

Where have you been?

Nowhere.

Nowhere? Nowhere, really?

Nowhere like in
another dimension or something?

Remember this tape?

It's got senator
and his family on there.

Their bodies sprawled out.

Guy on here I recognize.

Hello?

The guy's you.

Those are like toys.

- That's not me.
- Toys.

Toys.

How 'bout we stop playing?

Instead of you s--
telling me lies,

I'm going to tell you
the truth, okay?

You were down
at the hair salon today.

Instead of getting your lovely
tresses colored,

you were lurking outside.
Lurking!

You were lurking
at Saturn Apartments.

You were lurking
at the senator's cabin.

You know what I think?

I think you're like the king

of lurking.

Those tapes
don't prove anything.

What's up with you Gen Z idiots?

You're all like techie talkie.

But somehow you forget
all the high tech surveillance

that pointed straight at you.

I didn't do that.

You know, I-- I think, uh,

I think you're like...

the world's...

biggest...

liar.

And I hate liars!

Three bodies.

Three people died today
at the salon.

Three human beings.

Three human beings.

Liar.

Liar.

- Liar.
- I didn't do that.

You have liar
written all over you.

Uh, like, no.

No?

Wow.

What a wicked nice park.

Look at the water over there.

Tell me how high
you want to go, okay?

Daddy, daddy!
There's something on the ground.

Oh my goodness.

You'd think
that a nice town like this

could afford
to pick up the trash.

I guess I'll have to do it
all by myself.

You're aware is my day off, sir?

Wow.

You're here just three days.

Three whole days.

You're already
talking back to me?

Is that how they do
things up in...

Worcester?

Look,

things are going nuts
around here.

I need you for
a special assignment.

Go grab Taffy and
get to the bottom of things.

While you're at it,

don't let him behind the wheel.

Make sure he doesn't get
into any more trouble.

Aye, Captain.

Excuse me,

did you forget something?

Let's talk about time, space,
and gravity wells.

Picture this.

You are standing
at a galactic whirlpool,

with a letter in your hand

and on this side is your friend

with a letter in his hand.

We'll call them letters A and B.

If both of you want to send each
one of you, your letters,

you can throw them in
the edge of the whirlpool

and let it go around

where you and your friend,

so, are waiting
to fish them out.

Doesn't matter where or when,

nearby.

These-- these messages
will be sent

and usually received.

Well, it's the same thing
with gravity.

Gravity wells,

such as the sun,

our black hole.

Brandon Taff!

Let's go.

Let's go, Brandon, let's go.

Let go of me.

Come on, honey, we have to go.

Let's go.

Guess what?

Remember that thing that
you said you wanted,

- for your birthday?
- Mm-hmm.

There's something special
waiting for you at home.

Puppy!

Puppy!

Puppy!

Puppy?

Where are you?

Puppy.

Puppy!

Puppy?

Puppy!

Happy birthday, Brandon.

You've been a good boy today?

Now, don't lie to me.

'Cause I hate...

liars.

Let's go, Brandon.

Come on, now.

Let's go.

Who the hell are you?

Uh, I'm the new
detective, Gordon Evans.

What the hell did you just say?

I'm your new partner.

No, I mean after that.

My name is Gordon,

Gordon Evans.

Ah...

Mr. Gordon Evans.

My new chaperone.

So, uh,
New York or Jersey prick?

I'm from Worcester.

Worcester, Mass.

So what made you transfer...

all the way down here,

by way of...

Miami Vice?

Uh,

the surfing.

Well, you came
into the right place, my man.

Cocoa Beach has got
the best surfing

this side of the Atlantic.

On the other hand, there's
something seriously wrong

with this place.

You any good?

I don't surf per se.

I just,

like,

surfers.

So, the A in this scenario
I just showed you is Earth.

Sending its message to B,

us humans.

The sun

is the gravity
like the whirlpool.

It's simple enough.

Except for humans
for a long time

have been ignoring
these messages.

So who's listening?

Clairvoyance? Sages?

Oracles? Etcetera?

And other so-called
crazy people.

They are the only ones
to seem to heed the warnings

that Mother Nature
is sending us.

More and more each day.

What are we doing?

We are doing cop stuff.

At least this is what
Cocoa Cops do.

What's going on
over there?

Who are those guys?

Captain Alcott said I should be
the one driving.

He'd say why?

No.

Then I'll just drive.

Check these babies out.

I see you discovered
the black hole.

So am I correct in assuming

you have some familiarity with

black holes?

On occasion.

Another Space
Coast tragedy today

as a collapse of the
Harbor Hotel parking garage

takes three lives.

Journalists were blocked
from the scene

as the Space Coast Police
Department denied reports

that the bodies showed signs
of an attack by an alligator

or some other
unidentified animal.

As these messages from
Mother Nature go unheeded

by a presumably logically-driven
and technology-focused society,

the tension mounts.

In response, she sends us these
messages become--

by becoming more unpredictable.

With more extreme weather,

temperature fluctuations,

earthquakes, hurricanes,

and even fluctuations with
people would call cryptids,

there are multiple phenomenal
interceptors across this planet,

with the Space Coast being
ground zero for these things.

And they focus
in the South Caribbean,

and on the Eastern Seaboard.

On a more individual scale,

the effects of this absence

can range from the amplification
of pre-existing conditions,

such as addiction
and skin rashes,

to the sudden onset
of manifestations like, um,

insomnia, increase--
increased aggression,

and selective memory loss.

All these changes are there for
anyone to see in news stories,

statistics, with--
in our own personal lives.

And of-- as of
relatively recent,

these phenomena,

are accelerating exponentially.

How's it
going over there?

Finding other locations?

Yeah, I got a file here
from Jupiter.

Is that a real place, Jupiter?

How about...

Kiss me?

How about no?

Well, that's the location
of another anomaly.

No, it's not.

It's Kissimmee.

Kissimmee!

Any self-respecting Floridian
would know that,

which you obviously are not.

Listen,

I think you need a coffee break

to flesh out those dough-nuts.

Perhaps I can offer you
something from

our bespoke curated line...

of caffeinated beverages.

Sure.

Want some coffee, buddy?

You just gave me a cup.

Do you want some coffee, buddy?

This is wicked stupid, what?

I mean, do you want some

coffee, buddy?

No, thanks.

It's made from 100%

genuine...

freeze-dried...

penitentiary milk.

I mean, it's made

from the cows.

The cows at the penitentiary
over at Raiford.

Although, I wouldn't call
those guys cows.

Kinda skinny dudes.

Let's just keep things moving,
shall we?

Yeah, sure.

Speaking of skinny dudes,

I've a few questions
for Monsieur Odan.

He's not as clean
as we think he is.

Care to tag along?

I'm leading
this investigation, alright?

Whatever.

Mr. Odan,

I'm Detective Gordon Evans.

How are you?

Not so good.

He's a straight-up liar.

Listen, Taffy,

for right now,
I'm just glad you didn't

set his pants on fire.

Oh, yeah, that's a good one.

- I can get into that.
- Please.

Just let me handle it
for a while.

So, on this transcript,
it says that you claim

you had nothing
to do with these occurrences.

But you're in possession
of the 13 tapes.

Except for a few that focus on
some military base,

most of the tapes match
the very same suspected crimes.

And you've been documented
as having been present

when they actually occurred.

Can you explain any of this?

Sure, I just bought those tapes
from that lady

down at the yard sale.

Uh, Greene,

Cassandra Greene,
that's her name.

She made them.

She's the crazy one, not me.

That's debatable.

Why were you at these events,
as you called them...

...before they even happened?

'Cause they were
already on the tape.

See, I like to watch it,
when all that shit goes down.

Alright, I've had enough.

Listen, Odan,

Gordon and I
are gonna go hit the road.

We're gonna go check out
that Cassandra lady in person.

While I'm gone, I want you
to take this urine sample.

And go to the urinal.

And pee your skinny ass
urine into it.

Nothing else.

And come back.

Do you know why?

Because if you don't,

you're in trouble!

Okay, Alcott's getting
all hot and bothered,

we need to speed things up
and pick up the Greene woman.

Take a left over there.

No, over there!

Let's go, Brandon!

Let's get something straight.

Don't ever say,
"Let's go, Brandon" to me.

Don't even say, "Let's go."

Got it?

Isn't today your birthday?

Yeah, wh-- what of it?

How about,

vámonos?

What?

Vámonos.

Yeah, sure.

I-- I can do alien languages.

Vámonos.

A little advice,

always beep your horn,

a lot, when you approach
a property in Florida.

Also, while we're at it,

always wear a hat.

Not only is it good
for the complexion.

Eddie!

I got the front,
you go through rear.

You go through the rear!

Eddie.

Eddie!

Hey,

recycle much?

Where is the other you?

You mean Detective Taffy?

No, the-- there were two of you.

Miss Greene, you may have
suffered a concussion.

You checked the basement yet?

Yeah, the basement.

I'll get right on that.

Hey, Mr. Worcester.

Miss Greene,

can you explain these?

Yes, I made those.

They're scenes of the event.

One of its little stars bit me
and escaped out back.

What about
these locations?

Those are the places
that haven't happened yet.

Whoa, wait.

So what you're telling me is,

the garage is the future?

Yes, I film all the events
before they happen.

These are the same ones that

I'm gonna check
the basement.

You know what I think?

I think I've had enough.

Everyone down the station.

Including you, young lady.

You mean me?

No!

your associate here.

And you.

Yeah, let's, uh, vámonos.

Taffy, let's call in
the garage collapse.

You kidding me?

You actually believe her?

She's freaking crazy.

Just do it.

- Call it in!
- Hey, guess what?

The FBI wants her.

Nothing doing, we're going
straight to the station.

Miss Greene,
can you explain this?

Yes, that's a leg from
the senator's cabin.

Yeah, I want to hear more
about that one.

Maybe your friend
can shed some light on it?

I can ask her.

Oh, this ought to be a good one.

Help! Help!

Somebody, please!

Stop resisting me!

Where are you taking me?

Help!

Stop running!

Freeze.

Hey! No! No!

Bring her back! Bring her back!

Another space coast
tragedy today,

as the collapse of the
Harbor Hotel Parks garage

takes three lives.

Journalists were blocked
from the scene

as the space coast police
department denied reports

that the bodies showed signs
of an attack by an alligator

Get me the fuck outta here.
or some other
unidentified animal.

Get me the fuck out of here!

Get...

Get me the fuck out of here.

Health inspectors
are investigating

the sudden outbreak
of waterborne diseases

even after a Drinking Water
Health Advisory was issued.

With cases still rising,

there are already hundreds of
residents who have fallen ill,

with dozens of cases
being fatal.

A state of emergency
has been declared.

With all this miscommunication,

what's the most frightening
future scenario?

Well, it's not
artificial intelligence.

It's willful negligence on the
part of the governments

and corporations.

And what will be
exponentially worse

will be when those two
entities get together.

So... So what are they after?

They want to replicate,
in some fashion,

the power of existence

that nature holds over humans.

First,

it will be about
controlling the pocketbooks.

And then our thoughts.

And then our very lives.

Those, uh, ER drugs are...

way better
than the evidence room.

Copy that.

Wow.

Yeah, I used to come here
all the time as a kid.

Oh, yeah?

Huh.

It's too bad we couldn't get
Ms. Greene down to the station.

Hey, you tackling those feds,

gave our boys a chance
to get her--

get her to the station.

I was just doing my job.

I have a feeling she's
the last piece to this, but...

we solved this one together.

We got the scars to prove it.

Nah.

But this town's
still acting like...

Coco Loco.

Coco Loco.

You-- you know what those guys
out at the station call me?

They call me Daffy Taffy.

Daffy Taffy.

But you're definitely
not like me.

- You're a good cop.
- Nah.

I became a cop
to flex and peacock

around the old neighborhood.

When I got my daughter,
I figured,

I could make things better.

Shake things up a bit.

Became detective, but...

nothing else was working out.

So, uh...

you just didn't come down here
for the surfers?

Nah.

Nah, nah, man.

Ah, you're a good cop.

You're a good dad, too.

Nah, I'm failing my kid.

I'm missing the best years
we could have together.

I'm focused on this shit,

this bullshit
that leads to nothing.

You're a good dad.

You ever have uh...

non-representational dream?

What...

the hell is that?

It's like a dream
where nothing's real.

Except it is, though.

It's like...

there are no houses or cars.

It's like another dimension...

maybe.

I got dreams, but...

...it's dogs that I hate.

Especially police dogs.

I have those dreams

all the time.

Let me tell you something,
there's no dogs

chasing you in these dreams.

Fucking...

paradise.

And we're solving shit.

Making things happen, Taffy.

We did right on this one.

We'll see.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait.

How about this?

You think those
key lime pie donuts...

are like some new form of...

crack?

Absolutely.

Hey,

we were just talking
about you.

You're the star
of our show, lady.

Wait a second.

You were supposed
to go back to the station.

Yes, they took my medicine away.

I'm with my mother now.

We'll all be with her soon.

Taffy, Taffy

What happened?

You fainted, sir.

Oh, Jesus.
- Come on.

Let's go, let's go back.

So,

what does all this mean?

I'm having to report

it means death to everyone here.

Wait, wait, wait.

Let me explain why
this is actually good news.

Think of life and death
as you would--

A free month-long
theme park vacation.

So in the first few days,
you run around,

you're trying
all the kinds of rides.

Then you start planning
your days more carefully.

And then finally you sit down
on the last day exhausted,

ready to go home.

so enjoy your lifetime trip
while you can,

'cause it will run out,

sooner than you think.

Cassandra is dead, she's dead.

They just told me
and you killed her.

Are you drunk?

Close that door.

If you can't have the glory,
then no one can, is that it?

Watch who you're talking to.

I've been covering you
for years.

The drinking,

the lateness,

abusing suspects.

The only reason
why you're still around...

I don't know
how you do it, but

you solve cases and that's it.

Did you take her meds away?

Well, did you?

No, the fucking FBI
took her meds.

What about Odan?

Is he dead too?

No, the FBI took Odan

while you two are in the ER!

Look,

I have tapes and
most of the evidence

that you collected.

We managed to hide the tapes,

so it's not a total loss.

You withheld evidence?

You know,

what they don't know

won't hurt them.

It's ours to solve.

Now leave.

Go take some time off,

before I reassign you
to K-9 duty.

You know, things are finally
settling down around here,

so you're off the case.

Grab what's left
of your evidence and your files,

and leave with them.

Now, Taffy!

Are you alright?
Snake on the bed!

What?

- Like these?
- A snake!

I really saw it!

It's alright, sweetheart.

I believe you.

Most of the things
look like other things.

Why don't I sit to you and read?

Would you like that?

Here.

Look.

See that?

Who's that?

What?

That's me, silly.

No.

He just looks like you.

Let's talk about something.

You know what Mother Nature
is trying to say to you?

You never call, you never write.

Humans have lost
their connection

because our dimension
and her dimension

are beyond time and space.

That's why people often say,

they see or hear ghosts

because the ghosts...

are just our souls,

that haven't properly
reconnected back

to their mother.

So what does Mother Nature
need us to do?

We need to start reconnecting
with her again.

And we need to do it now.

A mail courier
stumbled upon a ghastly

and tragic scene
while out making deliveries

in one neighborhood.

All of its 108 residents
were found dead

from sudden asphyxiation.

Some experts theorize
the culprit

was a massive release
of carbon dioxide

originating from
the nearby lake.

But others were quick to point
out such events

are usually caused
by volcanic activity.

Hello?

This is Detective Gordon Evans.

Oh yeah, thanks for
getting back to me.

I'll be there in the morning
to pick up Joy.

Just got one more thing to do.

Where you been?

We're both late, aren't we?

So, what's up?

Alcott wants to put this to bed.

As far as I'm concerned
it's all turned to shit.

Our suspects
are either dead or missing.

Our case evidence, gone.

We still don't know why there's
a plant and animal DNA

all over our crime scenes.

Here are my files. I'm leaving.

I don't get it.

I'm on leave.

Alcott wants me off the case.

So, you're the golden haired

surfer boy around here now,
surfs up.

Have fun.

Word of advice,

jobs like this aren't meant
to be changed.

They're meant to be joined.

The sooner you accept that
and cope,

the sooner you'll be accepted.

Wait a minute.

Well, obviously we're doing
the conference room.

So look, with all the commotion
that went on yesterday,

we didn't have a chance
to celebrate our special event.

But you know what?
It's never too late.

So let's celebrate right now!

Alright, let's go!

♪ Happy promotion to you ♪

♪ Happy promotion to you ♪

♪ Happy promotion
Dear Gordon ♪

♪ Happy promotion to you ♪

Yes.

Speech, speech.

Uh, thanks guys.

I'm a bit shocked
like my partner here.

I wasn't expecting this,

because...

unfortunately today
I actually came here to...

uh, resign.

What?

So, uh,
Resign?

Here's my--

You miserable bastard.

Who do you think you are?

Well, I guess
I'm just a happy dad.

Get the hell out of here
as fast as you can.

What? No key lime cake?

What?
What's going on here?
Ho-- hold it.

Hold it, hold it.

Hey, hey, let him stay.

- Who is this guy?
- It's Professor Braunstein.

He's information
to help me with the case.

I don't care who he is.

No unauthorized personnel
in this building.

He's here to brief us.

Go ahead professor.

Thank you, listen,
I'm sorry I'm late

and this will be quick,

but the next event
is going to take place

in two minutes at 444...

Harbor Boulevard.

What the hell Braunstein?
That's here.

Yes, I'm well aware of that
and if you listen to me,

we'll all get through this.

Uh, who exactly
are your sources?

I don't give away my sources.

Bullshit,

- bullshit.
- No, 'cause there may be a fear

of putting
their lives in danger.

Here.

Just close your eyes
and sing along.

I love you, sweetheart.

Let me be a little more clear.

When I say do as I do,

do as I say, as I s--
Do right now!

Got me?

Now, duck.

You hear that?

Locate the tapes.

Hold on.

Command says
we found all of them.

Return to the rendezvous
for extraction.

We should go now.

I got elsewhere to go.

Yeah, go do your thing.

Brandon.

Open your eyes.

Where?

Where?

Wait.

Where does---

Are you ready
to accept your fate?

Wherever I'm going,

doesn't make up for the wrong
things that I've done.

You can follow me.

Where?

I am not here.

You can follow me to where I am.

Puppy.

Puppy.

Puppy.

Puppy.

Wherever I am going,

doesn't make up for the
wrong things that I've done.