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Hi.

This was in your mother's hand when she passed.

I'm so sorry.

Your mother was our spiritual leader.

We look to her for guidance.

As one day, we will look to you.

When you are ready, of course.

Kai, I'll find out who did this and put him away forever.

But this is an opportunity for you to change and start a new life.

He's going to keep doing that.

Come on, guys.

I've got to get to my appointment. I need my check.

You're a good daughter, coming here.

Not good. Guilty.

My mother was a spiritual leader of our village.

She believed so much in the power of the old ways.

She fought so hard to keep tradition alive.

She spent all her time using that to help people.

But me?

I drank, I stole, ran with gangs.

Classic cries for attention.

You never thought about following in her footsteps after she died?

I believe in a gun and a badge.

The rest, I buried with her.

And if he hunks one more time, I'm gonna bury him too.

Yes. All cars to the White Reef Resort. No, no, no, no. Okay.

Hey, you guys done already?

It's cool.

Sorry. I just, I hate cemeteries, you know?

I have this reoccurring nightmare where everybody I've ever arrested crawls out

of their graves and tries to eat my arms.

If you guys can get me my appointment quick enough, I can tell that to my

doctor. We'll drop you off right after we stop by the White Reef.

We don't.

How did you guys know?

They text us now.

ETA, 10 minutes, White Reef Resort.

My name is Alex Walker.

I'm ex-DEA.

I quit the agency because my friend and partner betrayed me. One of my first

assignments took me to an isolated beach right here on this island. Sold what

little I had and bought myself a gift shop.

Just peace, no stress, no drama.

Boy, was I wrong.

Must be some mess in there.

Good. I need something decent.

Okampo keeps sending me on these nuisance cases.

Last night, he sent me on a lead that turned out to be a cow tied up to a

power line.

You still got paid.

If I get any more broke, I'm gonna start having to give massages to Taiwanese

accountants in the lobby.

Oh, my God.

What? No, I'm not really gonna do that, Kai. Man, I may have to do that. I've

hit rock bottom.

All right, I'll have dispatch let Dr. Patel know that we're gonna be a little

late.

Ten minutes?

Fifteen! Good to see you, sir.

There he is!

The man! The myth!

Hey, Chief.

How you doing?

You still hiding behind a desk, pushing papers?

You see a desk anywhere?

I see it right here.

All right, kid.

You visit, and Ocampo's the one you see first?

Someone at the hotel tipped him off there was a car waiting.

Hard to be the chosen one.

You want the title? Take it.

My caseload is murder, literally.

I had to book a flight to get away from the body.

Someone's watching you.

Alex?

Yeah, no, I know.

I just dropped a seashell.

Got it.

Alex Walker, meet Cesar Ibarra.

Walker? Kai talks about you a lot.

All good stuff, I hope.

I call him to vent.

She says you're resourceful.

He's my mentor. We have no secrets.

Yes, Ark.

You got a minute?

I told the men you'd take a look.

For old time's sake.

Oh, sure.

Coming? This guy bats 1,000.

I bat 1,000.

Almost 1,000. A high four is easy. Now you've hit bottom.

Who is this guy making Kai laugh? Kai doesn't laugh.

Rabarra caught her mother's killer 15 years ago. You get a conviction?

The guy shot himself before they could arrest him.

Rabarra's case was bulletproof. Got him transferred to Manila.

Drove Ocampo crazy. They thought the promotion was his.

Where are you going?

To watch Rabarra do his stuff.

Come.

Maybe you can learn something.

I'm gonna learn something.

Our victim is a visiting professor.

He's mid-draft in a book about pre-colonial mystical traditions.

The assailant is local.

Fragments of Kaniang, a cinnamon plant, unique to Cebu, but not present in our

victim's shoes.

The killer didn't like that an outsider was walking around the old villages.

The professor's Kalangay totems were thrown against the wall.

In pre-colonial times, these birds were everywhere.

Now they're threatened with extinction, much like the old way of life.

Not that our purpose stuck in the past.

He has one foot firmly in each world.

He removed the bullet, and in my guess, wiped all fingerprints.

Killing was execution style, premeditated.

He wanted to stop whatever our professor was publishing from getting to press.

The question is why.

Figure that out and you have your killer.

One other thing.

He's short.

5'4".

Angle of trajectory.

Parking meter.

Cesar, you've got to stay on and work the case.

Remind Manila how we do things on the island.

Chief, it's my time off.

Come on, hon.

What'll it take?

Mendoza. I'll take the case if she's on it. She doesn't have the experience.

Geyer, I'm out.

All right.

It's just the three of us, then.

Mendoza, you're on the case.

Thanks for that.

I'll put feelers out for anybody who matches your description.

Not yet.

Why not?

There's one detail I left out in there.

Killers come.

One of us did this? Meet me at the station in two hours. Don't talk to

anyone.

Your boy's wrong.

He's way too nice. Here we go. The only people that are that nice are car

salesmen and serial killers.

You're afraid.

That's what this is. You think he's going to solve this case faster than you

can. No, sorry.

We are going to solve it faster. What's going to happen? Yeah.

Go massage a lawyer.

I have police work to do. It's not lawyer, okay?

It's accountant!

And I'm not gonna have to do that. I'm probably not gonna have to... I was

wrong. That was the rock bottom.

Ernesto, he's Barbie dolling her.

Barbie dolling? It's when you turn someone's head around so they see

everything backwards.

And then you melt the hair and make the eyes really big. You take something nice

and you turn it into something terrifying and insane.

The girls on the block had dolls. I had a lighter.

Alex, you blew up her last undercover thing. Don't blow this room. He's going

to blow it for her, man.

Ocampo's going to have her chasing electrocuted pigs for 20 years.

They were cows.

Whatever. The guy's wrong.

And the proof is in that room.

Let's see what happened.

Professor's writing his book.

Assailant Inners.

Scary birds are still there.

Why didn't the blood drip on the carpet?

There's no blood.

Where's the wastebasket?

Really? Just doing a little yoga.

It was called the happy turtle.

You have no restraint, do you?

I do not. Why can't you leave anything alone?

This isn't about me, Kai.

It's always about you.

Well, he's got it wrong. Maybe you've got it wrong. I don't have it wrong.

Here we go. Look at the blood pattern.

And where's the wastebasket? Maybe the maid took it. I just didn't bring it

back. When are you supposed to put your Kleenex? Or your mirror weapon? You are

a child.

I'm not.

You're the child!

Good comeback.

I'm telling you, man, they got it wrong.

Maybe.

No one bats a thousand.

Thank you.

Splatter is the key.

All right, if that computer was open when the professor was shot, then it

would have blocked some of the blood, but it didn't. It's all there on the

wall. That means the computer was opened after he was shot.

The killer staged it. They wanted us to see what was on the screen so that we'd

go the wrong way, which Rabarra did.

Can you get your hand... Can you get that computer out of evidence?

I don't know. What compo gets territorial when Rabarra's around?

Just don't let him see you.

Look, man, if we can figure this out before then, we can get Kai back on the

right track.

There's a problem with the spatter.

There's evidence of high-impact velocity, but something is off.

You should do it.

You know why?

Closer in height to the killer?

That, and you're a better shot.

But this is checked out to you. I need to get it reauthorized. It doesn't

matter. It's protocol.

Kai, there's a killer on the loose.

Shoot the damn gun.

Harness a little of that girl that I used to lock up in juvie every weekend

when she was 14.

Perfect.

Sometimes you have to let go a little. Trust your gut.

Is that real blood?

Always use real blood.

It's more accurate.

What do you think?

I think we need to get a hold of the professor's computer.

Making sure everything's logged right.

I heard Manila's paying attention now that it's Rabarra's case.

It's not Rabarra's. It's mine.

Manila should know that.

Got it, boss.

Stay clear.

That goes for everyone.

Hey, man.

Be careful.

accomplice putting a barbed wire around everything.

You own an iron?

Yeah, I own an iron. Why?

You always look like a thrown-out napkin.

How

are we going

to make it look like... like it hasn't been tampered with?

Let's see what the professor was working on when he got shot.

Similar to how the Spanish were threatened by pre-colonial mythology,

some youth moving through village to city life were angry toward old

traditions and aggressive instances of violent rejection has occurred.

That's weird.

It's true. The Spanish thought the old ways were witchcraft when they were

really just about finding a balance between good and evil.

The thing that really pissed them off was...

The village leaders were women.

That's just stupid.

Your doctor ever bring up toxic masculinity?

No.

Not that history is stupid, man. That's yay women, okay? I'm saying the way this

is written.

Look at this. Youth were angry toward, maybe hostile toward, and then instances

conjugated in a singular. This is the way a professor wrote this. I'm telling

you right now.

There's got to be something else.

There's nothing. No other files.

It's because you're thinking like a cop.

Or a killer.

You gotta think like a professor, or better yet, about an ex-DEA agent that

has to make his word count on his dream journal. You copy, you paste.

You're Dr. False for that?

Nobody wants to read what's inside my head.

It's like if Stephen King wrote a romance novel.

When you copy something, it stays in the clipboard until you replace it with

something else. So if we want to see what the professor was working on, I

mean really working on, all we have to do is press paste.

An impression from evidence gathered in Cebu will reveal the true killer.

What killer? And what impression?

Listen, we gotta find out.

Professor was working on a murder case.

Hey, subpoena his phone records. Find out everybody that he interviewed.

Acampo will never sign off on that. We could ask for a borrow. No, no, no.

We're not going to ask Ravaro, okay? He's going to want to do all the

interviews, and he's just going to mess everything up, man. And good luck

getting your evidence then.

That would have more weight if you didn't just tamper with evidence.

We've got to come at this another way.

Search for all incoming calls to the island, okay? Anybody that called the

professor's number.

Convoy's access from his office.

Good luck, buddy.

Yeah.

So make sure that it's done as soon as possible.

Chief? Do everything you can.

Computer's gone.

What? Let's calm down. I'm sure it's just somewhere.

It has to be somewhere.

You guys request this?

Didn't realize you had a courier service to run a tight ship here.

You know what they say.

What? That I run a tight ship.

You good?

Yeah, great.

I said, stay away from this case.

Sorry, boss. I was stalling. You said you're the face of the investigation.

I figured you didn't want them looking at a key piece of evidence without you.

Won't happen again.

It better not.

Three, two, one.

Mendoza, let me see that laptop.

In the records, the professor called a rental car company.

Hotel.

Hotel.

The airline.

How's Kai?

Seems tense.

Well, it's because she knows something's wrong.

Nothing Rabarra's going to find is going to lead them to a Gloria Bautista. Who's

that? Somebody the professor called. Look it up on your phone. Let me know.

It's Bautista. B-A-U.

I can spell Bautista. Can you spell orangutan?

Hmm? I'll give you a hint. There's no G.

There's one G.

O-R... Gloria Bautista, age 53.

She lives ten miles from here.

Tomorrow we bring Kai with us.

Why? It's always better if a woman interviews another woman.

You mean it takes her away from her bar?

Exactly.

Ernesto wants you to follow a lead with us. There's no us.

You're not on this case.

In fact, you're not even on the force.

I know.

But I'm trying to help because I'm thoughtful.

You've never thought about another person in your life.

Sorry, bud.

Mind if I cut in?

I'm worried about you.

You don't need to worry about me, Alex.

I'm a big girl.

Besides, I'd rather play with someone who respects me.

Is that better?

We'll be cool?

Because we got a solid lead.

We have our own leads, thanks.

Yeah. I know you do.

Right?

I don't need you to come in and be the hero.

I can handle myself.

I'm not trying to handle you.

Then what are you doing?

I don't know.

I just got a feeling.

It's called arrogance.

I'm pretty sure it's something else.

I know you, Kai.

You know me?

You have no idea who I am.

When my mother died, when my mother was murdered,

Rabar gave me something that no one else could.

Justice.

He let me see that it was possible to get it.

And to give it.

Changed my life.

Gave me a purpose.

Made me stronger.

I'm not saying that you're not strong, okay? I know that you're strong. I'm

just saying maybe you're blinded.

By emotion.

Blinded? Yeah.

What am I not seeing?

Please tell me.

Other possibilities.

Call the angry frog.

Now, come with me. It's one lead.

Don't tell me what to do.

We came to this island to get out of the police business.

So get out.

They couldn't get your shoes cleaned, so they bought you new ones.

Oh.

How thoughtful.

He's thoughtful.

Huh?

Guy's a tool.

I don't know how he ever solved the crime.

Rebara grew up in the villages, so he knew everyone.

Applying forensics in a place usually policed by a superstition, he cleaned

house.

Well, there's more to it than just forensics.

Ah, Ms. Batista.

Professor Thornton, we spoke on the phone.

This is my research assistant, Fidelio.

Fidelio.

You sounded different on the phone.

Well, a little bit of a head cold. Apologize for that. Can we step in,

please?

What's a lovely place you have here?

Kalangay.

Beautiful.

And in remarkable condition.

Well, some of us still hold on to the old ways.

Hmm. A good thing that is, huh? If not, my work would be impossible.

Miss Batista, did your husband believe in the old ways as well before he

passed?

Professor, why did you come here?

I told you on the phone.

I have no interest in talking about my husband's suicide.

It's been 15 years, and I just want to forget.

I understand.

But if I may ask, are you absolutely convinced it was suicide?

You already asked me that on the phone, and I answered you.

Right. Please, stop torturing me.

Sorry.

I need you to leave, please. I need to lie down.

And, Professor, please don't call me again.

That Kalangai totem, it's almost identical to the professor's. Yeah.

Suicide in Mactan Village 15 years ago.

Same year Kai's mother was killed and her killer committed suicide. It's too

coincidental. And as you said, the totems match, which means they were both

from this village.

But what did the professor want from her?

I don't know yet.

The only thing I'm sure of is these cases are connected.

We need to see the original case files.

It's execution style, but the detail of the wound tells us more.

There's no evidence of anxiety, no drift in aim.

The shot was right through the middle of the head. Which means?

Which means this guy's killed before.

He's a cop.

Could have been in the line of duty.

I crossed that with anybody who's trained in crime scene collection

procedure. The white prince.

I pulled anyone between 5'3 and 5'6.

Who grew up in a small town, but moved to a metropolitan area.

Foot in both worlds.

Came up with ten suspects.

We need to narrow it down further.

What about motive?

Stop the professor from publishing the book?

But that was just a book.

His theories weren't even new.

We're overlooking something.

What? He's a white guy from England.

The only connection to the material is that he's been here.

Hang on.

He's been here on this island for months.

So?

He's been looking at evidence on violence towards pre-colonial

traditions.

Maybe in the process he stumbled upon the Purpose First murder.

The killer finds out someone knows his secret.

He wants to take him out.

That's his motivation.

We need to get these guys in here. Not yet.

Why not?

Because if the killer's motivation is to cover up an old crime, there's another

lead that just became very important.

What?

Not here. I'll tell you on the way.

Murder of Dewata Mendoza. Last person to check it out was the professor a week

ago.

Bingo.

He was looking into our murder and he found something.

Rubara and Kai know about this?

Not specifically, but Kai thinks the assailant killed the professor to cover

a past crime.

Yeah.

Like killing her mother.

This is what the professor stumbled on.

This marking right here.

Is that the death blow?

That may be part of the struggle.

Struggle with who?

Gloria?

I don't think Gloria's strong enough.

Then there has been.

I don't think it was either one of them.

The professor didn't get an impression.

He saw one, a physical impression, enough to cause DeWatta's scalp to

bruise. I know this.

Paper?

Here.

This is an unopened receipt pad.

You do actually sell things here.

Just draw it, man.

Make a good team.

Can't beat history.

Our history sucks.

It's pain and death.

Screw our history.

You know, I spent so much time resenting my mother for never being around.

She was always going from house to house.

One crisis to another.

Some of them spiritual, all of them crazy.

Or at least that's what I thought.

Now I know what it really was.

She just really loved her people.

She just wanted them to feel safe, whatever that looked like.

You know, she just... she just couldn't help herself.

She was almost like a... Cop?

Yeah.

Hey, thank you for sticking around.

It's nice to know there's one person on my side.

Just try to get rid of me.

Alex, you know what this is?

Yeah.

This guy's ring.

She left this mark on me when we were sparring.

We're supposed to believe Kai killed her own mother?

No.

Somebody wants us to believe that.

Who's that?

No one important.

She's not picking up. This is not good, man.

It's not good.

Has anyone seen Mendoza?

She left with Rabarra. Do you know where they went?

No idea.

This is all the evidence that points to the killer.

Alex, Kai fits all of these.

Yeah, so does Rabara.

Look at this.

That was taken 16 years ago.

16 years ago?

That's a year before Kai's mother was killed. Look at Rabara's hand.

It's Kai's ring.

No, it's his.

When Kai's mother was killed, the killer took all of her jewelry. The only piece

they found was the ring she was holding in her hand.

Everybody assumes it was hers.

What if it wasn't?

What if she grabbed him while she was fighting for her life?

Barbara killed Kai's mother.

Yeah. And he's gonna kill Kai. I know where.

I don't understand.

What are we doing here?

This is the leader.

This is my mother's cemetery.

Trust me.

Barbara killed Kai's mother, framed Gloria Bautista's husband, and made it

look like a suicide. Yeah, exactly.

But why did he kill Kai's mother in the first place? She figured out he was

framing Pete.

That's how he bats a thousand, huh? You make up a crime and you blame it on

somebody else.

That's why Ocampo was going through all of his past cases. He's always known

something stinks.

The professor saw a picture of the ring and he pieced it together. Rabarra had

to take him out or he would have gone public with it. But the only problem

with that is you create another loose end. But if he cleans that up, then he's

in the clear forever. But that means you have to get another person to take the

fall for three murders.

Kai. Yeah, he's gonna frame her.

And he's gonna kill her.

Someone's playing with us.

I'm going back.

No. This is a joke.

Where did that lead come from? Did Alex send this to you?

I bet you it was Ocampo. He's doing it again.

Come on. Do you see any cow anywhere?

A cow?

In a power line.

Remember?

I didn't tell you about that.

Sure you did.

You called in that lead.

You made sure I was alone when the professor was killed, with no alibi.

You brought the actual gun to the firing range and made sure I was the only one

who touched it.

You collected his actual blood from the crime scene and put it in a dummy's

head. Just so you could get the DNA evidence on my shoes.

You were framing me for his murder.

Well done, Kai.

I knew you'd figure it out.

Though it took you longer than I thought it would.

You know what your problem is?

You want too badly to believe in things.

Like your mother, that way.

You know what your problem is?

You stand too close.

Now that's the guy I remember.

I missed the strange. And I can see it come out and play again.

Too bad you can't control it. It's gonna get you killed someday.

the cemetery he's gonna make it look like a suicide why would kai kill

herself guilt over her mother you know i mean it's a believable story she kills

the professor to keep him from exposing her an old friend comes into town

kicking up all these feelings remorse everybody's seen her acting strange so

she ends it all alone and the only place that she can't escape it's perfect

except for one thing she's not alone neil

The Ota Mendoza.

How I miss her judgmental stare.

You know what the irony is?

Your mother and I were in the same business.

Ridding the world of evil.

The only difference is I created mine.

You'll never get away with this. Get away with it?

I'll be decorated for it.

Don't be so sure.

Why me?

You're my friend.

You're my family.

Why would you do this? Because he killed your mother.

And he's gonna frame you for it too.

No.

No one would ever believe I would do that.

Everybody knew you hated her.

I didn't hate her.

Maybe you don't now, but I was there.

Remember?

You made her life miserable.

If I hadn't killed her, you would have.

Kai put the gun down.

When I was 15, he told me he would give me justice.

Now he can.

Yeah, but that isn't you.

You're not a murderer.

Maybe I am. I don't know anymore.

You have no idea what it's like to be stabbed in the back by the one person

you trust. Yeah, I do.

Betrayal eats you alive, but you can recover. You pull that trigger, and

there is no coming back. And you can trust me on that. You become someone

else.

Yeah? Who is that?

Me.

Look, I've made bad choices, bad decisions. I've let people down that

cared about me, that depended on me, but that is not you.

Right? And you know that.

Ernesto and I know that. Your mother knows that.

So please, huh?

Put the gun down.

Let's lock this guy up and throw away the key.

What do you say?

You have the right to remain silent.

They are weak.

I said, silent!

Book him.

Love to.

I've been waiting 20 years to do this.

Lock him up.

Why doesn't this feel like a victory?

Maybe a victory somewhere else.

I knew he didn't do it.

He loved your mother.

I loved your mother.

She was very important to all of us.

Your smile reminds me of her.

Thank you.

I guess we're both victims here.

Not anymore.

No.

Not anymore.

Gonna make you proud.

You'll see.

I wish you could have seen this island before all the developments.

I did.

It was a special place.

It still is a special place.

Even under all the mega resorts and the nightclubs.

The memes.

Memes are a thing, not a place.

Man, no wonder no one will drive me there.

Speaking of which, how about giving me a ride to my appointment?

How about I call you a cab? Call me a cab?

Yeah. After I talked to you off a ledge.

You'd be a murderer right now if it wasn't for me. Let me explain to you

something about human interaction, okay? When someone gets you out of the

electric chair, you're obligated to give them a ride wherever they want to go for

like a month.

Why don't you just buy a car? Because I can't afford a car, okay? I've been

rubbing attorneys, remember?

You own the gift shop, Alex. Yeah, well, come and buy something, Kai.

I got snow globes, man.