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There has to be an answer, right?

So how do you find it?

You need to find freedom.

No more pain.

You need to go home.

Once you're home, you can be free.

You don't belong here.

There's only one way to stop the pain.

By making amends for all of your sins

and only then will the voices stop.

You need forgiveness,

but you have to be prepared.

If you really want me to tell you how to stop the pain,

- I can do that. - No.

No.

Let me help you.

You need to find comfort.

No, because that's not what we agreed upon.

In there, comfort can only come through pain.

No. That's not what we said was gonna happen.

But you have to be prepared to take that journey.

No.

Have you tried to pray and speak to God?

Yeah.

That didn't work.

But there's a good way to stop those voices inside your head.

That's unreasonable.

- How do I know? - That's unreasonable.

Because I stopped the poison,

stopped the voices in your head,

stopped the pain in your head. Be free.

Stopped the voices in your head. You have to do it, nobody else.

Stopped the pain.

So smash those voices out of your head.

Stopped the voices in your head.

Stopped the pain in your head.

Listen.

Hello?

Hello?

Don't, don't, don't, don't...

Are you... Are you there?

Please... Please, please, don't leave me.

Don't stop, please.

Hello?

Hello?

Come on.

Hey, sunshine.

Still saving the world one patient at a time?

Yeah.

Trying to.

My spot!

My spot!

My spot!

My spot!

- No, it's my spot! - You're all right,

- let's go. Let's go. - My spot! My spot!

It's my spot!

My spot!

Matthew, aren't you supposed to be in painting?

I need you to finish that still life you started.

I have the perfect spot for it.

Come on. You can do it. Just get up.

- No! - Go on.

Hey, hey. I got him, I got him. It's okay, it's okay. Hey.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey. It's all right. Hey.

Let's just... Let's just breathe, all right?

Deep breaths.

It's all right.

No one's gonna hurt you here, man, okay?

- I promise you. - Okay.

- Okay? - Okay.

Think you can get up and walk?

- Yeah. Yeah. - Yeah, let's do it.

Yeah, let's walk. Let's walk.

It's all right. Let's go.

It's okay, it's okay.

Am I in trouble?

No, not at all.

The opposite, in fact.

Now, I know you've only been here a couple of weeks,

but I feel like someone with compassion and dedication

deserves more recognition and perhaps greater responsibility.

You mean like a promotion?

Sort of.

How would you like to work in the Restricted Housing Unit?

The nurse who usually works there has been having some family health troubles,

and we could really use the help.

- Our current staff is-- - The basement?

Didn't I hear a guy killed himself down there?

That was before your time.

And a shame.

We can't help everyone.

Not even the most talented among us, in which category I would place you.

You are in no way obligated to agree to this arrangement.

Your current status would not be jeopardized if you said no.

Does it mean a raise?

Yes, but it is a big responsibility.

I accept.

That's terrific, Karl.

You'll need to wear these.

I'll meet you at the elevator.

Now?

Now.

You do absolutely everything exactly how I tell you and we stay safe.

Yes, ma'am.

Most of the patients in Riverside have been violent at one time or another.

The RHU is where they come to...

calm down.

We have only one permanent resident.

Karl, this is Annie.

She keeps an eye on things.

Karl.

Karl will administer Jurek's medication today.

You'll do great.

Welcome aboard.

Is that him?

Yes, it is, Karl.

That is Jurek Walter.

- Karl, you okay? - Yes.

Time to give the patient his daily meds.

- I don't know the protocol yet. - Simple.

Tell him to approach the door.

He should remove his shirt completely.

Wait until he's positioned to open the security door,

and once complete, close the door immediately.

Don't engage with him beyond that.

Understood?

Yeah.

Follow me, Karl.

Jurek doesn't say much, but if he does, just don't listen.

Right.

That's important, Karl.

And whatever you do, don't tell him anything about yourself.

Cell 1.

Mr. Walter...

I'll be giving you your meds today.

Would you please remove your shirt and approach the hatch for your injection?

Remove your shirt, please.

What's your name?

Karl.

Karl.

Help me.

What the fuck's happening?

- He's convulsing. - Stay calm.

This is just a rare side effect.

Make sure he doesn't swallow his tongue, Karl.

What?

Okay. It's okay, turn. Okay.

- Fuck. - Do not panic.

We gave him a heavy sedative, that's all.

- What? Why? - Look under his bed.

What?

He's fine, Karl.

Quickly, unless you want to be there when he wakes up.

What? What am I looking for?

Some sort of homemade weapon.

I think I see something.

Come on, come on, come on.

Get a team to the RHU.

Code silver.

Security to RHU Cell 1.

All units, all units.

Team is en route.

Fuck.

Shit.

Code silver. Restricted Housing Floor.

...full lockdown procedure.

Two minutes out.

I can feel your heartbeat, Karl.

Don't be afraid.

Look at me.

They say I'm a monster...

but I'm still a human being.

They censor my mail.

This is for my lawyer.

Yes.

I can't, I can't. I can't.

Move, move, move!

Doors will open, tasers ready.

Ask them why they lied to you about my injection.

Please.

Get back! Get back!

On the ground!

Get down, Jurek, now! Get down, stop resisting!

- Are you hurt? - No.

Did you get the shiv?

Why did you lie to me?

That was not his regular medication.

If I told you that we were sending you in there to get his weapon,

he would have seen it on your face.

How did he make it?

Walter is secured.

Is he okay?

Call 911!

- Sorry, Chief. - Lexi... It's-It's...

I just got here.

Happy Friday.

- Jerry, how's it hanging? - Hey, Chief.

My guys just picked up a kid who claims to be Michael Frost.

- What? - Michael Frost.

The kid who went missing a few years back?

- I think we've found him. - Where?

Down over by Butler Bridge.

Some locals found this kid wandering around.

- What about the sister? - The sister we haven't seen,

just Michael, and he, kind of, you know, looks like hell though.

You sure about that?

Oh, yeah. Yeah, we're...

We are running a DNA test but I'm 99%...

- Wow. - ...positive it's him.

Goddamn.

Want you down here.

Yeah, yeah.

- All right. - Yeah, I will.

- Okay. See ya. - Yeah, thanks, Jer.

Kirkland, get in here!

Nathan, you too!

- Yeah, Chief? - Stu,

I want you to take a couple of guys out to St. Anthony's Hospital.

Find Dr. Nielsen.

She'll fill you in.

I want you to keep the press away.

Medical team, family only.

Door.

Away from who?

Kid in the hospital says he's Michael Frost.

What?

Come on, he can't be.

I know, but what if he is?

Three years since those kids went missing.

I don't know a soul but Ida who thinks they're still alive.

A fucking miracle is what it is.

What about the sister? Felicia?

Come on, let's go.

We've got about five minutes before the circus starts.

Chief? You think there's any chance--

Absolutely not.

Jurek Walter has been locked in the basement

of the Riverside Psychiatric Hospital under six feet of concrete

with a bulletproof alibi.

That's the last time I wanna hear his fucking name out of your mouth.

Didn't actually say his name.

Where you going?

Don't wanna make the same mistake I did before.

I'm tagging in the FBI now.

All right, where do you want me?

You get to tell Jonah Lynn that Michael Frost is back from the dead.

I'm not sure I'm the best choice.

Then find someone who is.

María! What's up?

Hey, Miguel.

Okay, get what's yours. Look.

Look at all this shit, man. Stick around. Let's party.

This shit'll kill you.

Hold on. What's the hurry?

There a problem here?

Maybe.

- You Dominican? - Yeah.

Which part?

Santo Domingo.

- Which neighborhood? - Arroyo Hondo.

I know the place.

Which school did you go to?

Corrales. Hey, this a fucking interview?

Corrales Internacional was only built ten years ago.

Did I say International? I said Corrales--

You telling me you were still in high school at thirty?

I said I went to Corrales, I didn't--

Let go of the fucking bag, now!

Fuck was that about?

Classic narco bullshit.

- Yeah, classic narco-- - You think you're the boss, asshole?

- Get on the ground! - Let me see your hands now! Down!

I told you he was--

Get off me, asshole!

Do you know who I am? Fuck!

That's not mine. That's medicine for my mom.

Hi.

Jesus, Saga.

What?

Yeah, I...

I was gonna call you when I was a little less bruisy, but...

Do you wanna come in?

You in town for a while?

I just got the op update.

Miami this weekend.

Shit.

Figured the FBI would at least let you recharge.

What's going on?

We need to talk about something.

Nate.

I'm only in town a couple of days.

I barely do relationships,

let alone relationship talks.

No, no. It's not...

Couple of hours ago

a kid stumbles into the middle of the Butler Bridge and collapses.

Almost got hit.

It was Michael Frost.

Oh, my God.

You sure?

They're running a DNA check, but his mom's already at St. Anthony's.

It's Michael.

Who's gonna tell Jonah?

I haven't seen him in a couple of months. I...

I've been on this case.

Yeah, he don't make it easy. I get it.

- I can go down there. - No. No, no, no. I'll handle it.

Thanks, Nate. Yeah.

I'll call you.

Hey.

What the hell happened to you?

Yeah, you should see the other guy.

You okay?

Yeah.

You okay?

Yeah.

You know.

Still working on that, huh?

You want a coffee or something?

Michael Frost came back.

What?

He's at St. Anthony's.

He's alive.

Where'd they find him?

Butler Bridge.

That's all I heard.

Bet Dave and the guys would love to see you down at the station.

You think?

Yeah.

Why you acting like this doesn't matter?

Not acting like it doesn't matter, just... not a cop anymore.

- There's not a lot I can do. - That's bullshit. Come on.

Saga, I can't just walk down there

- and be like, "Hey, Dave, I'm--" - Yeah, you can.

You can. You should.

Nobody knows this case better than you, and Dave needs you.

Ida needs you. I mean...

Jonah, it's been three years.

You gotta get off your fucking ass

and stop building a tree house that no one's ever gonna play in again.

Saga, wait. Hey. Come on.

What you being such a hothead for?

What about Felicia?

She alive?

That's a good question.

- Jonah? - Hey, Stu.

- Long time. How you doing? - I'm all right.

- What are you doing here? - Is she in there?

No, she's talking with one of the nurses. Chief know you're here?

No.

Kinda wanna keep it that way, if it's all right?

Yeah, sure.

Thank you.

I'm gonna go grab a coffee. You want anything?

- No. - All right.

Jonah.

Hey, Ida.

What are you doing here?

Heard Michael was back and...

wanted to talk with him, if it's all right with you.

So you're working the case?

No.

No, I'm...

Just here as a friend.

How's he doing?

Well, he's malnourished,

dehydrated, temporarily blind.

They said that's what happens when people are kept in the dark for so long.

- Yeah. - And his...

something about his organs being stressed.

Is he awake?

In and out.

One of the examiners told me they don't think it was sexual,

and, you know, for a minute there, I...

I was grateful, so...

Ida.

Can I see him?

Yeah.

Please.

No.

Please, no.

Please, no.

Michael.

Michael, can you hear me?

You promised me, Jonah.

You promised you'd find my kids.

And I... I know you suffered,

and your...

and that your life was over, and I get it...

but... but mine wasn't.

And you quit.

You quit anyway.

I don't need another friend, Jonah.

I got friends.

I need someone to find my daughter.

Hold on to this, will you?

It's like a fucking AA meeting.

God grant me the serenity.

Good afternoon, everyone. Let's settle.

For those who don't know me,

I am Special Agent in Charge Alexandra Quinn.

If my outfit didn't tell you,

I'm with the FBI Criminal Investigations, specializing in missing persons.

We're here to find a girl.

Felicia Frost.

Caucasian, female, 17 years of age.

Disappeared without a trace three years ago, aged 14.

Abducted with her brother, Michael.

Local authorities conducted an extensive,

by-the-book investigation that led nowhere.

Case has been cold until Michael Frost showed up yesterday on Butler Bridge.

Michael was picked up at the northern end of the Fairfield viaduct.

Given his physical condition, he can't have walked fast or far.

That's right.

Our team has identified these three areas as starting points

based on Michael's trajectory and speed.

ERT found this piece of pine on Michael's person,

which reduces our search to basically all of Pennsylvania.

- We have GP up-- - That's Table Mountain pine.

Excuse me?

Hey, Jonah, maybe we just do this later.

That splinter they pulled out of Michael, that's Table Mountain pine.

Apologies. This is Detective Jonah Lynn, retired.

Jonah worked the Frost case before he--

Those trees don't grow that far west.

- But the... - Hey, hey, hey.

- I'm in the middle of a presentation. - They do grow here at elevation.

You basically circled about three square miles in Sharpie.

Right here.

Near Nexxon's new server farm. At the old Donner mine.

It's a construction site. They shut it down about a year ago.

Michael had concrete dust in his hair from Pittsburgh slag cement.

Pretty much rules out every structure in a three-mile radius

other than the server farm.

It's big, it's private, surrounded by woods.

If I was looking for a safe, dark place to hide, that'd be it.

Chief, you vouching for this?

Specifics aside,

Jonah is right more than he is wrong.

He was a good cop.

I'm sure he was.

While forensics are still being analyzed,

FBI will run Command Team, Intelligence, Forensics and Communication.

Our team will dispatch to the region I've identified first.

Thank you, everyone. Let's focus.

The clock is ticking on this one.

I don't love being interrupted.

- It couldn't hurt to send a-- - You called me, remember.

Yes, ma'am.

Hey, Jonah.

Where you going?

Where do you think I'm going?

Mind if I join you?

What for?

Only one of us still has a badge.

My guess is you're gonna need one.

Where's your car?

You hear that?

How far do you think it is to Butler Bridge?

I don't know.

Two and a half miles.

Why?

When they found Michael, he was half blind and could barely lift his own weight.

How does a 12-year-old blind kid get out of a place like this?

You think he had help?

Yeah. I do.

Okay.

Why would they let him out?

That's a good question.

Hey.

Sevoflurane.

Found this by the mattress.

Hospital confirmed Michael Frost had it in his blood.

Same MO.

Same MO as what?

Coroner found trace elements of sevoflurane

in every one of Walter's victims.

Jurek Walter?

Jurek Walter's locked up in Riverside. How does he have anything to do with this?

He couldn't. Respectfully, there's a bit of a history here.

He's got someone helping him out.

An accomplice?

I've read the case file. There's no mention of a second player.

And there wouldn't be. We never connected it.

When the Frost kids went missing, I checked the national database.

There were at least three open missing person cases

in Allegheny County alone.

And you thought Jurek Walter was responsible for all of them?

Yes, ma'am, I did.

And he was.

I just couldn't link him to the Frost kids.

Walter had a solid alibi.

Why not ask Walter?

You want me to go talk to Jurek Walter?

- Worth a conversation. - No.

Sevoflurane on its own doesn't prove anything.

Someone could have known that it's Walter's MO and be copying him.

But good work, pinpointing Nexxon.

Thanks for your help.

Nathan, can you give us a minute?

Sure.

How you been?

Good.

You?

I'm good.

Can I ask you a favor?

Keep Jurek Walter out of this till we're positive it's him.

Fairhaven was cut, and it bled, and it only just started healing.

You start up with that asshole, you're gonna

tear its heart out again.

Who's gonna listen to me? I'm not even a cop anymore.

Jonah.

The whole damn town listens to you.

That's why I'm asking you to watch what you say.

They love you, and they...

They take you seriously.

This town owes you, Jonah.

After what you've given,

no one has a right to ask you anything.

I'm grateful, truly, if you wanna help find Felicia.

Piss off the FBI all you want, shit on their whiteboard,

fine by me.

Just leave off with the Jurek stuff.

Please?

Excuse me, hi.

How you doing?

You're that cop?

Well, retired cop.

What are you doing here?

Can you stop a minute?

You can't just be going in there.

- Hi, Quinn? - Yeah.

Hey, I'm Agent Saga Bauer.

How can I help you, Agent?

Any chance a former detective came by?

Ex Philly PD.

Tall.

White. Kinda mopey.

Right about everything?

You know him, of course. Small towns.

Yeah, I know him. He's my godfather.

Yeah, he used to be my dad's partner.

I've not met his partner.

You won't.

Sorry. Did not know that.

It's fine.

Jonah had more of a hand in raising me than my dad did.

So...

Has he been helpful?

What's your read on him?

I'm looking for a missing girl,

and I'm starting to think your godfather might be my best shot.

Jonah can find anything.

Is he all right?

Ellison told me about his wife and daughter's accident.

Now you're saying his partner too?

Seems like he's been through a lot.

Yeah, we both have. That's why I'm here.

Why are you asking?

He suggested something.

Trying to see if it's a good idea or crazy.

Look, if Jonah said it, then it's probably both.

You know we have protocols in place for a reason, right?

Find anything?

Maybe. Not sure yet.

Well, you've been right so far.

What do you think happens if we go see Jurek Walter together?

Thank you, Director Brolin, we'll take it from here.

Mr. Walter, my name is Alexandra Quinn.

I'm with the Federal Bureau of Investigation.

This is Felicia Frost.

Her brother Michael reappeared yesterday after three years in captivity.

What can you tell us about this girl?

Who are you?

Special Agent in Charge, Alexandra Quinn. FBI.

Special?

I like her.

She's fun.

You're no fun.

Forgive me, Ms. Quinn.

I've been in solitary for so long.

No fresh air.

No one to talk to.

They won't give me anything,

not even a book to read.

They say this place is supposed to make you well, but it doesn't.

It makes you worse.

Who let Michael out?

He speaks.

I'm gonna find him.

It's only a matter of time.

Be better for you if you talk to us now.

I'd like to help, Detective, but I don't know how.

Mr. Walter, we are here because we have reason to believe

you know where Felicia Frost is.

No.

You're here because I brought you here.

You're saying you had something to do with Michael's release?

I'm saying I want people to pay for their crimes.

What crimes?

Maybe I know how to find the girl.

Okay.

No promises, but if your information proves useful,

what do you want in exchange?

I want him to admit he lied in court.

- Quinn. - Can you clarify that?

This is bullshit.

- I'm innocent. - Quinn.

He knows it.

Be careful of this one.

He lies.

You know his last partner killed himself?

If you're innocent,

how do you know where the girl is?

Maybe I know who took her.

Why didn't you tell that to the jury at your trial?

The truth for the truth.

I think we're done here.

Can I go to my room, please?

You wanna tell me what the hell just happened in there?

He knows where she is.

You heard him.

"I brought you here."

He's known all along.

What did "the truth for the truth" mean?

He just wants to get out, that's all.

That's all he's doing. He wants someone to buy into his bullshit story

so he can apply for a mistrial.

You see, that does not answer my question.

He said you lied in court.

- You believe him? - I don't know who to believe.

I'm not fucking around here, Detective. I'm here to find a missing girl.

Felicia Frost's gonna be the first thing I think about in the morning

and the last thing I think about at night. And I would like your help.

It seems like you have a lot of skills and experience, but I'm not...

I'm not gonna partner with someone I don't trust.

So, if you're in,

you tell me everything you know when you know it. And you know what?

If you're out, just don't come anywhere near my investigation.

Understood?

Yeah. Understood.

George, I want you to tell Shelly to run all public relations past me first.

If I have to read another online article

about some anonymous source saying something...

it's gonna be the Salem witch trials around here.

Dismissed.

Saga.

Hey.

- How're you doing? - Good.

- Bad time? - You know... I mean...

Come on in.

So, I spoke with SAC Quinn,

and she told me that she and Jonah were teaming up.

I don't know if I'd go that far.

You know Jonah.

Yeah, I know Jonah, and he told me that he wasn't getting involved.

This case broke him, Saga.

And then Summer and Lumi...

You know he's still building that tree house?

- You know that? - No.

Everybody deals with grief in their own way.

You know?

Yeah.

If Jonah, he wants to get involved, I can't stop him.

And it's the FBI's show now.

I mean, if it were up to me, they never would have gone to Riverside.

Riverside?

- Yeah. - To interview Jurek?

Hey. Felicia and Michael Frost aren't your case.

You were lucky enough to

have been spared all this the first time around.

So, my advice...

let Jonah run it out.

"Lucky" isn't the word that I would use.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry about your dad and Rebecca.

But Jurek Walter was in custody when she went missing.

We investigated and came up empty.

As much as Jonah wants to blame him for everything under the sun...

we convicted him on what we could nail him on,

and we put him behind bars for life.

That's been enough for me.

And the town of Fairhaven.

I only wish it was enough for Jonah.

And for you.

Thanks, Dave.

Yeah. Anytime.

- See ya. - Bye.

It's good to see you.

What're you doing?

You've been pretty busy for someone who's not a cop.

Why didn't you tell me what you've been doing?

There's nothing to tell.

Okay.

I call you, I come by and I visit you

'cause I'm worried that you're depressed.

And meanwhile, the whole time,

you're doing this?

We could've done this together. I could've helped you.

It's got nothing to do with you, Saga.

This has everything to do with me.

With us.

Okay.

What do you want me to say?

So you're working the case with Quinn?

I don't know. There's a lot to figure out.

I heard you went to Riverside. Did Jurek give you anything?

Looking for a deal.

So, what's the plan?

The FBI, they're gonna... they're gonna grid 16 million acres with drones,

and hope Felicia makes it through the winter?

I mean, you already walked half of it, so...

You know it's not gonna work.

You need someone on the inside, near Jurek.

Someone to see what's really going on.

No.

No, Saga.

You're way too close.

I'm not asking for your permission.

Okay, so what're you doing here?

Whatever.

Just haloperidol.

I promise.

I trust you, Karl.

You mailed the letter I gave you.

Well, they're not allowed to stop you from talking to your lawyer.

Thank you.

This is Quinn.

Okay.

I'm in.