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Previously on Neagley...

What the hell is the deputy chief doing at a crime scene

where no one even got killed? It's hinky.

There's stuff in there about your teachers being worried

about your behavior when you were six. What happened when you were six?

No clue.

I know about the 78th.

Ghazni, Afghanistan.

Only three survived.

Did Lawrence Cole have Tommy Crane killed?

-Yes. -We've got our witness.

He reached for my gun.

I saw it.

He was half-sedated.

Who was the cop that shot him?

Murphy. He's Deputy Chief Plemel's

-godson. -Guess we're back to the one lead we have.

Rye flour.

They don't have any rye flour on the farm.

There's some weird barn no one's even allowed to look at.

-What do you see? -My father.

He thinks my mom's been cheating.

-What number formulation is this? -Ninety-one.

Ninety-goddamn-one.

-What goes on there? -The barn's not for neophytes.

Now, how can you get to that barn?

There are guards packing heat outside.

There's a goddamn elevator coming up out of the ground.

Oh, dude, he's naked.

I was wrong about the rye flour.

The P.I... she's still alive. I'm sending my own people.

Owen, Lawrence is in the observation room,

watching with his friend Mr. Pierce.

Lawrence won't let any harm come to you.

Where are you, Owen?

Afghanistan.

Why have you chosen this memory, Owen?

Find the moment that is the root of your pain.

I'm on patrol with my unit.

It's cleanup after a raid.

Lucas is leading us in.

And then what? Breathe, Owen.

I hear something.

What do you hear, Owen?

Owen, what do you hear?

Don't go.

Don't go in, Lucas, please.

Tell me what you hear, Owen.

Lucas, stop!

No!

No!

-No! -Breathe, Owen.

No!

How this memory impacts you is your choice.

It's only traumatic if you allow it to be.

-You have the power. -Vitals are off the chart.

Brain activity in his frontal cortex has dropped over 50%.

Sedate him.

No!

Lucas!

I'd say you have some work to do on the new formula.

We'll get it there.

You just gave one of my people a chemical lobotomy.

You mean the man you provided us?

I'll start by adjusting the pH levels to stabilize the lysergic acid...

I failed chemistry. Just get it there.

Put him in Room 5. He's cooked.

Patient 42 is cooked.

Don't tell me to calm down.

Do you know what it's like to watch a man take a hammer to his beef?

You said he came up from under the barn?

The goddamn floor opened up.

It almost gave me a heart attack. Okay, you guys need to come get me.

-That's a negative. -Why not?

Crazy shit's going on there.

What do we do? Drive up to the front gate like it's summer camp

and he's not having a good time?

Hey, you sure about those automatic weapons, Keno?

Yes. Thank you,

Detective. I know what guns look like.

Now, I found your stupid rye flour, Neagley. I did my part.

Your part was to find out what it was for. All you found out was that it's there,

which we kind of already knew,

-so you've accomplished zero so far. -Okay, maybe take it easy on him.

He's terrified.

Keno, I'm not gonna clear your debt

with Slovakian drug dealers just so you can quit on me.

I need you to find out what they're doing with that flour,

what the hell The Project is and how Tommy Crane is involved with all of it.

-Fine. -Fine.

Keno, keep up your scheduled calls with me so I know you're okay.

-Understood? -Guess it's nice

-that someone gives a shit. -All right.

Be safe.

Okay, what do we know?

Tommy Crane had drugs in his system when he was killed.

He sent me rye flour, and Keno found a ton of it.

Don't forget about the drugged-out naked guy going Bob Vila on his joint.

-Hurts just thinking about it. -Well, how do you know he was drugged out?

Generally not the kind of thing you'd do sober.

So you think this is about drugs?

Well, I mean, maybe Cole and his followers are manufacturing something,

probably something that requires rye flour,

and then getting high on their own supply.

Or it could be some kind of a sex trafficking station.

Get the victims stoned, so they're pliable.

I mean, this is a cult we're talking about.

A cult with an elevator coming up from underground.

That kind of construction leaves paperwork behind.

Get in touch with the county clerk's office.

Ask them to pull engineer reports,

permits for subterranean construction, anything like that at Echo Canyon.

-On it. -You're not done.

Also need you to look into the 78th.

-Do you? -There a problem?

Yeah. Your executive skills could use some work.

I thought we went over this.

You work for me on this case, and you get an education.

I'm talking about how you treat people.

I personally can handle you barking orders

'cause I don't think you're nearly as tough as you like to present,

but your treatment of Keno

-is completely... -He'll be fine.

You can't kill him, he's a cockroach.

He's not a cockroach.

He's a terrified 21-year-old kid born into shit he never asked for.

Noted.

When I said he was a cockroach,

I was referring to his ability to survive anything.

So, what about the 78th?

The division Davos and Ford served in overseas.

Only three members survived. Davos and Ford were two of them.

See if you can track down the third.

So what are you saying?

There's no tighter bond than between people who fought together.

If Davos and Ford were seeking healing,

or whatever snake oil Cole was selling them at Echo Canyon,

it would make sense that the third survivor would go along with them.

We track this third person down,

maybe he can tell us what Davos would've done if he hadn't been murdered.

I'll add it to the list.

But you need to touch base with York.

You've been completely ghosting him, and he's driving me mad.

I can't explain what I'm up to right now. I don't have time for that argument.

Suit yourself, but he's pissed.

Hey, you have a handgun?

For firearms training.

-For when I get my P.I. license. -Well, start carrying it.

Whoever's behind this isn't afraid to kill people,

and they're rich and powerful enough to get the cops to do it for them.

So be careful. You never know who has eyes on us.

The limey left. Hudson and Neagley are still inside.

The Swedes still have time.

-There you go. -Thanks.

Thank you.

Last order of business, your dirty deputy chief.

Plemel.

No way Murphy was acting on his own when he shot Davos.

His godfather gave him those orders.

So, I'm gonna break into Plemel's house and plant some bugs.

Jesus Christ. You can't break into a deputy chief's house.

Course I can. Should actually be pretty easy.

He lives alone.

Bet you next lunch he doesn't have an alarm system.

And that's based on?

Guys like him walk through the world like they own it.

They're used to being victimizers, not victims. No alarm.

Plus, who has the balls to rob a deputy chief?

You, and you're gonna get hurt. I... No way.

I don't like it. You can't do it.

I'll be in and out. I'll drop some wires,

and hopefully, we'll pick him up talking about us, Echo Canyon, Tommy.

-You don't even know where the man lives. -4209 Wilton.

Less than two miles from the station.

Please, I'm a P.I.

Get the bathroom. Toothpaste, mouthwash...

She eats like a child.

Dose the milk.

Come on, Neagley. I know you're in there.

I saw your shadow move under the door.

he's suspicious...

Look, I know we have our issues, just want to make sure you're okay.

Some cops came looking for you. Didn't like the feeling they gave me.

You could say it was hinky.

And I haven't been able to get in touch with you,

so come on.

Open the door, let's talk about whatever it is you're caught up in, huh?

All right, you know what? Fuck you, Frances.

I'm not your boyfriend. I'm not gonna stand out in the hallway,

beg you to open the door...

What the fuck are you... Okay.

Okay. All right. Just take it easy.

Got eyes on his house. Don't see any cameras.

Yeah, I got eyes on him here.

Hit it.

-Going in. -Hey, be careful.

Yo.

So this, uh, Tommy Crane matter?

-Yeah? -Looked into it.

Seems like a man got high and walked into a train.

I don't follow.

Saying I looked into it.

Kid got high, and he walked into a train.

And this witness, Davos?

He reached for Murphy's gun. Case closed.

Why are you doing this?

You know why I don't stick my dick into a fan?

Hmm?

'Cause I know what's gonna happen.

You know what's gonna happen to you if you keep on running around with this case?

With Neagley's kid?

Her father was not clean.

He had shit on him.

His kid's case has shit all over it,

and all that shit's gonna end up all over you.

I think she's solid,

and she's damn good at her job.

And even if you're right,

just because someone's dad has dirt on them,

doesn't make their kid dirty.

Just walk away from all of this before you can't.

Hey, Rats.

I need some advice from a detective, in private.

About what?

Ah, won't take long. If you don't mind.

Here comes the shit.

All over you.

Have a seat, Detective.

I'm fine standing.

What do you need advice with?

Ah, less advice. More of us getting our ducks in a row.

-For what? -The guy I shot.

He was reaching for my gun. I know that, and so do the cops that I was with.

It was a good shooting.

But I've heard some rumblings that some people might be thinking otherwise.

So is this, uh, this where we get our ducks in a row?

That's totally up to you. I'll be fine either way.

The department's got my back.

Enough people don't trust you already around here.

I'm just trying to do you a favor, Rats.

It's Detective Riley, Officer.

And I don't care who your godfather is,

I'm gonna order a toxicology report that's gonna show Davos

had taken enough sedatives to make a move for your weapon impossible.

The deceased made a quick and sudden gesture towards my firearm

causing me to fear imminent death or serious bodily injury

to myself and my fellow officers, and every single one of them

will back me up in my case report, and you'll get nowhere

'cause I didn't do shit.

And you know what?

You should care about who my godfather is.

You should care who I am.

'Cause if you start causing any more problems,

things are gonna happen, people will get hurt,

and I'll have a whole bunch of other officers

backing me up on my report.

You want to come for me? Do it.

I was raised by fucking wolves.

Guess there's a doggy door somewhere here, huh?

Shit.

Apollo?

You okay, buddy?

Shit.

Apollo?

You okay, buddy?

What's wrong, buddy?

You see another mouse?

I found her in the basement.

The wicker chair was on the floor, knocked over.

And above the chair?

Above the chair, Mandy?

My mother.

She was hanging from a pipe. She had killed herself.

What did she look like when you found her?

Her face was... swollen.

In detail, please.

It was a weird color, almost purple.

God gave us five senses, Mandy. What did it smell like?

Like death.

In detail, please.

Like shit.

Okay, that's normal, Mandy.

People evacuate their bowels when they die.

Make it detail-oriented,

make it factual, make it scientific,

and you take away its power.

Mandy, how did you feel when you found your mother this way?

Sad.

Responsible.

You felt responsible

because you had been abusing drugs

for so long that your mother couldn't take the pain anymore,

could she?

No. No, she couldn't.

But despite this, despite what you've done,

who still accepts you?

Who still loves you?

Lawrence does.

Echo Canyon does.

Very, very good, Mandy.

Hey, Frances.

-What happened to you? -I'm fine.

Just some small cuts on my hand.

-Do I even want to know how you got them? -Nope.

But there is something I want to get your take on.

Why am I looking at a brokerage statement for a James Plem...

Deputy Chief Plemel?

Just something that jumped out at me when I searched his house.

Frances.

He's dirty, Dad. The less you know the better.

Is that how you hurt yourself? By breaking into his house?

No, I hurt myself breaking out of his house.

You worked financial crimes. What do you see?

I don't see shit on that thing. Just... give me the details.

Plemel recently opened the account with a wire transfer of $800,000.

Ain't nothing illegal about that.

Maybe he cashed in some of his other investments.

What if I told you he used all 800k to buy shares in an ETF

that focuses solely on pharmaceutical companies?

No individual stocks. No diversification.

I'd say he knows something and he's trying to cash in on it.

If you know a corporation's price is gonna jump,

buying a ton of stock in that company

is a recipe for getting yourself

busted for insider trading,

but if you buy into an ETF

that has a big holding in that company,

you can cover your ass.

ETFs hold tons of positions.

If Plemel's looking to make money on inside information,

it's probably gonna be from one of that ETF's top ten holdings.

Thanks, I'll look into it.

There's one more thing I want to show you,

while I'm here.

-My old report card. First grade. -Oh, geez.

Mrs. McIntyre.

"Mr. Neagley, I would like to meet again so we can further discuss

my growing concerns over Frances' social development,

particularly her sudden fear of physical contact."

We've been through this, Frances.

You told me you had no idea when it started or why,

but you've been having multiple meetings with teachers about it. You lied to me.

Look, you're digging into the past to try to avoid the present.

There's grief counselors here. I want you to see one.

I don't need a damn grief counselor. I need the truth.

Thanks for your help with my case.

She's visiting her father. She texted 20 minutes ago.

I texted her a warning, no response.

You know, for all I knew, she caught a bullet and was bleeding out somewhere.

Pretty worked up.

Nice to know you'd be just as upset if Keno or I were in any grave danger.

-What the hell is that supposed to mean? -Nothing.

Hi.

-Hey. -Hey.

You, uh, you only text her?

For all I know, you had cops looking over your shoulder.

Just keep me in the loop better next time, okay?

Copy that.

So what'd you find?

My father told me it would most likely be one of the top ten holdings

that would really move the fund if one of their stock prices rose.

-I need you to look into all ten. -For what?

I'm hoping we'll know when we see it.

Hey, any luck on those construction permits for Echo Canyon?

I have a request in with the county,

but I did find out who the other surviving member of the 78th is.

Owen Vark. Good news.

Unlike Davos and Ford, he's not dead or in jail.

Sounds like there's a bad news?

He's currently a guest of the psychiatric ward at Jesse Brown Veterans Hospital.

Is he capable of being questioned?

Let's go find out.

York Investigations. Hi, Nora.

No, still not yet.

Of course.

As soon as I see him.

Okay. Buh-bye.

Nora York?

She's called a few times.

Gerry's not answering texts, and his phone goes right to voicemail.

York always checks in with Nora.

That's not like him.

You think something happened to him?

Odds are he's fine,

but let's have our guy at the phone company ping his cell, just in case.

-Hey, you okay? -I'm great.

It gets easier each session.

Lawrence says the more you embrace trauma, the more you control it,

until it doesn't affect you at all.

Still, losing someone you're close to, it-it's hard.

I lost a good friend recently, and...

truth is, it's kind of why I'm here.

I don't understand.

Did you know Tommy Crane?

Of course. You knew him?

He looked out for me on the street.

Lost track of him for a bit, and he winds up walking into a train,

and I'm kind of here 'cause I want to know what happened to him.

Well, you should be here for enlightenment.

Well, yeah, I am.

I want what you guys have.

The few times I saw him, Tommy said great things

about what y'all got going on here.

But I thought maybe someone would know why he'd do what he did.

Please.

He was expelled

after being caught by the barn.

I heard that he had a camera on him and was taking a video.

The Project is top secret. I mean, there were rumors that

he might've been working for Lawrence's enemies on the outside, and trust me,

he has many because the Darkness doesn't want Enlightenment to reign.

The acolytes had no choice.

No one wanted Tommy to fail, but...

he wasn't ready. He had to be exiled.

So there's Project work done at the barn before people go to the Sister Farm?

-Just help me understand... -Where were you last night?

I-I was here.

-On the farm. -Community.

I was just informed that you weren't here.

Sorry, I-I guess I just needed some fresh air.

Took a walk.

Okay. Let me explain something to you.

When Lawrence Cole sings, he's giving of himself,

and instead of honoring that gift, you disrespected it.

I'm sorry. Judith, it was my idea.

Keno is new, and I could tell that he was feeling overwhelmed.

I remember feeling like that and how

going for a walk under the stars on our beautiful land helped me.

I realize now I gave him bad advice.

It's not the job of a neophyte to counsel a probationer.

I understand.

Mandy, I would hate to see you take a step back,

especially since Lawrence has been asking about you.

What about?

There's going to be a special afternoon Community today.

You should look nice. Trim your nails. Scrub your body.

-Brush your hair. -I will.

-Thank you, Judith. -Mm-hmm.

I can't believe it. I...

I might get inducted to acolyte.

I don't know if this is a good thing.

This is a great thing.

I have to go get ready. Okay.

That's Owen, but you're not gonna get anything from him.

He's not a very talkative guy?

Uh, not really, and nothing for the last few days.

Why?

He'd been engaged in obsessive behavior for years.

New attending came in this week, wanted to try a different approach.

Mr. Vark's gone quiet since.

What approach?

Physical decathecting. Removal of the item of fixation.

Well, he's all yours.

Hi, Owen. My name's Frances.

This is Hudson.

We wanted to ask you a few questions.

It could be really helpful if you answer them.

You were in the 78th with Davos and Ford, right?

You were involved in an insurgent attack in Ghazni?

Your Army buddies, Davos and Ford, they went to work at Echo Canyon.

Did you go with them?

So, Echo Canyon?

Did you go there with your friends from the Army?

They were gonna fix me.

Fix you how? What was wrong?

What did you want help with, Owen?

I didn't want to see-see it anymore.

Owen.

You saw some terrible things overseas, didn't you?

People getting killed in the most awful ways, even infants.

No, this is exactly what he's not supposed to be doing.

Hey, back off or I'll have you arrested

for interfering with a police investigation.

I'm getting Dr. Yaminoff.

Echo Canyon.

Lawrence Cole.

He promised to help you?

He'd make the trauma go away.

How?

The Project.

What's The Project?

Didn't work. Patient 42 is cooked.

Who's Patient 42?

He's gone. He's... he's cooked.

Pierce said Pa... Patient 42 is cooked.

Who's Pierce?

Come on, Owen, you got to help me out here.

Are you Patient 42?

Was this man Pierce talking about you?

Were there 41 other patients?

Please, Owen, what does Patient 42 mean?

No!

Hey, get away from him now.

-We're just asking a few questions... -No, you were just finished.

Get out before I ask for your badge number.

It's okay, Owen.

Lawrence, I just heard what you're planning to do.

I'd prefer not to be disturbed right before Community.

I am pleading with you, don't do this.

When one trains a quarter horse, it is often necessary to use the whip.

But she's not a quarter horse. She's a kitten.

No one wants to see a kitten get hurt.

So, I'm begging you,

do not do this, for your sake,

for the sake of everything that we have created here,

please, don't.

What I've created, Judith.

You've always been a useful tool.

That's why I love you.

But some wrenches turn the bolt, and some strip it.

Are you becoming the kind that strips the bolt?

No.

No, no, of course not.

Sometimes, I dream that you're on fire.

Lift up the receiver!

I will make you a believer!

Reach out,

touch faith.

I am your own personal Jesus.

Whoo!

Thank you.

But as much as I enjoy sharing the message, I did not call

this special Community just to entertain.

No, today is a very important day

for a very important person.

Mandy, would you please join me on stage?

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Please, the seat of honor.

Mandy, Mandy, Mandy, Mandy, Mandy.

You've been with us for a long time, haven't you?

Two years.

And you've always done the right thing, haven't you?

You've embraced everything that I've tried to teach you.

I've done my best to.

Yes, you have.

Which is why I was so surprised

when I heard that you gave a new probationer unfit counsel.

Mandy advised a brand-new potential member of our family

that it was acceptable to miss their first Community.

Community is the core of what we do.

Without it, we are not a flock,

we are just a bunch of birds living on dirt.

But, as we all know,

there is education in correction.

Mandy, do you want to be educated so that you can learn from your mistake?

Yes.

Yes. Yes, she does.

Come on.

Judith? If you could, please?

What the fuck?

Through suffering comes growth.

Mandy, what did you learn?

Um...

Community...

family...

is everything.

Yes.

Yes, it is. Come here.

My dear Mandy.

One mistake does not define you,

and it is because of that,

that I am so proud to announce

that you are being inducted into The Project.

This place is a madhouse.

Everyone's fucking crazy.

Okay, they might've been normal people once,

but now, they're all brainwashed.

Mandy barely did anything, and they pummeled her in public.

They meet transgression with violence.

I mean, they claim Tommy crossed a line.

If-if he was really snooping around, that might be why he wound up dead.

What's top of my mind now

is what they're gonna do to you if you get caught.

Kill me.

We need to get you out immediately.

No, I'm not leaving her behind.

They're taking advantage of a vulnerable kid here.

-Just listen to me, all right... -Are you okay with what they did to her?

What they're going to do to her?

-No. No, of course not. I... -I'm heading back to the barn.

I'm getting underground to see what they have in store for Mandy.

I got to get you something

if we're gonna shut this place down.

No, wait, wait. Keno, wait.

Great.

How many times do I have to tell you?

don't damage the subjects.

-I was educating. -No, you were creating new,

fresh trauma for someone I'm about to give trauma drugs to.

How'd you even hear about the events at Community today?

I know everything that happens at that farm

because I've invested millions in it, so listen to me, you goddamn pill popper,

deliver them to the lab healthy.

The last thing I need is results being compromised

by high levels of histamines and blood clots.

-You hear me? -You-you said if I provided you

with subjects, you'd help them.

No, I said I was trying to help humanity.

You've provided humanity with nothing but corpses.

This past month, nine of my neophytes have died

at your corporate hand.

How many of my flock have to sacrifice themselves so you can get rich?

I know what's in your bank account, Cole, so don't be sanctimonious with me.

And don't tell me how to run my fucking business.

Don't tell me how to run my fucking family.

He should've let us set up an extraction for him.

I don't disagree, but the guy's grown a set in there.

He's taking a risk, but he's doing the right thing.

It could get him murdered.

-I need to convince him that... -No, no, no, Renée.

You cannot call him. You'll blow his cover.

Best chance we have of helping him is to focus on the case.

What'd you find on the pharmaceutical companies?

All clean.

No SEC investigation. No criminal investigations.

No connection to Echo Canyon. Dead end.

-What about Owen Vark? -He was part of The Project.

Referred to himself as Patient 42.

I don't think the farm "fixed" him the way he hoped.

Yeah, we also know Tommy Crane was hopped up on hallucinogens when he died,

and Keno saw some guy high as a kite pound his package with a ball-peen.

They could be forcing people to take drugs.

To the point Pierce will say, "You're cooked."

-Who's Pierce? -We don't know.

Could be someone from the farm.

It could be a comment some VA doctor made about Vark,

and he just keeps repeating it.

Or...

could be someone working at one of these companies.

Uh, there was a CEO named Pierce Woodrow.

I remember his name 'cause he sounded like the director of a bloody cruise ship.

Uh...

Here.

Dun & Bradstreet report on Invection Pharmaceuticals.

Pierce Woodrow, current CEO.

Invection is the number one holding in the ETF that Plemel invested in,

and they're right here in Chicago.

I know, could be a coincidence.

I served with a guy who said coincidences rarely happen.

This is the guy.

All right, so what's our next move?

I'm gonna go home, have some food and then I'm gonna get online

and crawl up Pierce Woodrow's ass to see what I can find.

Later.

Okay, back it up.

-Yeah. -I got a call

from our contact at the phone company.

Said York's phone last pinged off a tower at 10th and Addison.

-That's across from my apartment. -I know.

Maybe he was looking for you.

-Someone was here while I was gone. -How do you know?

Half my paper towels are gone. I just started a new roll.

And there's blood on it.

Someone's been cleaning something up in here.

-Gerry. -Hold on.

Renée?

York is dead.

Come on. There's more.

Come on.

That's it.

Let's go.

They must have been lying in wait for me and York showed up.

Are you sure he's dead?

I've been in combat.

You don't lose that much blood and survive.

All right, get your things and get over here. I just texted you my address.

Sounds good.

♪ In-a-gadda-da-vida, honey ♪

♪ Don't you know that I love you? ♪

♪ In-a-gadda-da-vida, baby ♪

♪ Don't you know that I'll always be true? ♪

♪ Oh, won't you come with me ♪

♪ And walk this land? ♪

♪ Please take my hand ♪