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My missing-person's case

just turned into a murder...

of his look-alike roommate.

- Big watch family. - There's another one missing.

We have an honest-to-God bone expert here in Whittock.

She's offered to help us.

I was looking for that podcast you did with Henry.

- What'd you guys talk about? - Eating bones...

And eventually, a witch named Baba Yaga.

There must always be three.

Something from their little "cult".

Can you show us where these "sabbats" are held?

There was this one time where we slept in this weird wood cabin.

What does Henry Park want?

To dance with the devil.

There's a video from the party last night from Henry's account.

Fuck! Okay, okay! Who is the devil?

Baba Yaga.

Rapp!

What did you do?

Every story needs a hero...

to slay the dragon, to open the box,

to find the way home.

And so they eat our candy windows,

drop houses on our sisters.

They kill our exotic pets.

They are young and stupid, handsome and good.

Usually boring.

And, above all, they think they are brave.

But the cold, hard truth is that a really good story

needs a good villain... more.

- She could've fucking died! - But she didn't.

Maybe that's how you operate with the Parks, but here in Whittock,

we don't like to send our old ladies into cardiac arrest.

- No. - Why were you even questioning her?

- She was selling kids drugs. - With human bones in them.

Which we can't charge her for now,

because you broke into her house without a fucking warrant!

So now I've gotta deal with her family, and the hospital,

while we sort through this bullshit!

So this is clearly filmed

shortly after Logan was killed at the party, on Henry's phone.

Now, you can see Henry's phone case in the mirror,

but it wasn't posted until last night at 6:18

from Henry's account.

So Henry could've killed Logan, shot the video, dumped the body,

and then posted the video from wherever he was hiding last night.

And the DNA under Logan's fingernails could be Henry's.

I'm sorry, but Henry's phone case does not mean he killed Logan!

And I've seen that thing somewhere before.

- What, the mask? - Look.

Look at that. It looks like that, right?

Like a witch? Like a Baba Yaga?

Like in John Wick?

See, that's what I thought, but no. I...

- Did you take that from her house? - Yeah, it's evidence.

I have been translating this journal from Olena's house,

along with the recordings from the hospital.

- Recordings? - Don't worry about it.

She said Henry wants to dance with the devil,

and that the devil is Baba Yaga.

Katherine Hargrove made a podcast with Henry about Baba Yaga. And look...

Who does that look like to you?

She said the bad dog is dust for the chickens in the woods.

Right? Olena takes kids to the woods, to these witch sabbats,

to this, like, abandoned cabin,

which probably looks something like this, where they eat fingernails,

and manifest power and babies...

Okay, that's not what she said.

What if Olena Yaha thinks that she is Baba Yaga?

Olena Yaha has dementia,

and maybe a crush on some kid that she sold drugs to.

What if Logan was a sacrifice to Baba Yaga,

and Henry is being held somewhere in the woods by this cult,

and they're trying to frame him for it?

We need to be searching for this fucking cabin!

We don't have the manpower to search,

what, 8,000 acres on a hunch.

Help me out here, dude.

I think we should be chasing the mask and the video.

Of course you do.

Geena said she saw Henry getting into a black car in town.

Yeah, which could also have been taking him to the woods!

- Yeah, Eckert. - Come on.

Trust me.

Okay, we will.

Thank you.

- Video was posted from Sandeson's. - Great! Let's go.

Gear down, big rig. Why don't you let the police handle this one?

Look, the Parks are gonna be here tomorrow.

- I know that. - All right, so let's divide and conquer.

You rent a car, check out your hunch in the woods,

and we'll follow the phone.

And while we're at it,

why don't we keep all "evidence" here at the station?

Carson, you're with me. Good luck, buddy.

Fuck you, "buddy".

Can I say without you getting upset,

don't let a work crush get in the way...

Worry about your own love life, okay?

- You know, I am going on a date. - Absolutely nobody asked.

Was it busy?

On Fried Chicken Night? Yeah, we were slammed.

Anyone suspicious?

I don't know. Lily was working front of house, so she'd know better,

but she's sick today.

Was Pam working?

Yeah, but she's off this weekend,

and I don't know when she's gonna be back.

How 'bout Henry Park? You see him?

Why, did you find him?

- No. - You recognize this?

No, that's creepy as hell.

Okay, I gotta get some more printer paper from my office. Excuse me.

I got one more question. I'll come with.

Knock, knock.

Hello.

Hi.

- Where are your parents? - They're gone.

Gone?

I saw the bad dog.

Bad dog?

This?

- This guy? - Yes.

- Have you seen this boy? - Yes.

- Where? Where'd you see him? - In the chicken house.

The "chicken house"?

All yours!

She's my fave.

Thanks.

- Was there a little girl here? - I don't think so.

It's just you and me.

Be gentle with her.

Hey, wait, you forgot your...

This was in Geena's office.

Apparently, the bone-doctor lady Katherine Hargrove was here last night.

Looks like they're pals.

You wanna pay her a visit?

Thank you, officer.

I shouldn't have biked home without it.

I hope you won't be too hard on me.

No. Well, we'll let you off with a warning this time.

Hold on.

Sorry, I gotta take this. What? Ask her. Go.

So you were at Sandeson's last night?

Fried Chicken Night?

Wouldn't miss it. Best chicken in town.

You know, Geena told me once

that she cooks the ones that stop laying.

- Seems a bit cruel. - Why? They're laying hens.

If they can't do their job, what good are they?

- Your partner's not with you today? - He's not my partner.

Well, maybe he should be. You look good together.

Sorry about that.

- Oh, my gosh. I'm so sorry. - No, that's okay.

- I apologize. I'm so clumsy. - No problem.

Oh, Abigail. I love her work.

I have two of her pieces. Are you thinking about buying one?

Abigail who?

Abigail Williams, the artist.

That's one of her masks.

Testing, 1, 2, 3. Testing.

- What do you want me to say? - That's good.

Don't worry, Log'll cut it out later.

He's just getting the levels set.

H, I think we're almost ready to start.

- Do you want a glass of water? - No, I'm okay.

Are you comfortable, or would you rather do it on the desk?

I'm good here. And I think you mean "at" the desk?

Yeah.

Are good to go, Log?

Recording.

I'm Henry Park,

here with author and renowned bone lady Dr. Katherine Hargrove.

- Bone lady? - Do you like that?

I don't know yet.

Sorry. H, can you just adjust her mic? It's catching.

- Sorry, may I? - Yeah.

What a beautiful watch.

Is that an Andre Millere?

- You know watches. - I do.

I love how you can see its guts.

A gift from my mother,

who can see everyone's guts without even trying.

Sorry.

So, I'd like to talk to you today about...

bones.

- Your podcast is about bones? - Well, no, not technically.

I'm just wondering what you know about people eating them.

People?

I don't know, maybe like... witches?

Yes. Alleged witches throughout history and mythology

have been accused of... of eating bones.

Kid bones, right? Like Hansel and Gretel?

Yeah. I mean, often infants, but also adults.

Witch hunters claimed that they would put bones in flying ointments,

that they would add them to potions

to maintain their power and their youth.

That they would sprinkle them, as a blessing or a curse,

during ritual to improve vitality, fertility... What?

Nothing, you're just so fucking smart.

It's incredibly hot.

Thank you.

So those same witch hunters

believed that some spells called for tasting... licking.

Licking. Specifically?

It should always be specific.

Got it, specific licking.

What about Baba Yaga?

I do this retreat thing.

Our guide mentioned her. She eats bones, right?

Baba Yaga.

There's versions of her all over the world.

Sometimes, she's an ugly old witch

who lives in a disappearing hut on chicken feet.

Sometimes, she's a wise woman, an enchantress, a healer.

Sometimes, she helps a hero on his quest.

Sometimes, she tests him, sometimes, she kills him,

sometimes, she eats him, sometimes, she fucks him,

but she always has a name.

Not many wicked witches with a name, you know?

But she wants to fuck the hero?

- There's this one story. - Tell me.

Ivan...

the Brave.

Our young,

handsome hero...

is searching for a beautiful princess,

and so he goes to Baba Yaga for help.

Yaga is intoxicated with his smell...

his strong back.

She wants him so bad.

But he only wants the princess.

So, in this story,

there are three Yagas, sisters.

She sends him to her sister down the road

and he asks her the same question, "Where's the princess?"

Now, this Yaga, she wants him even more,

and when he rejects her, she says to him,

"If you give me a kiss..."

"I will tell you a secret that will save your life."

Ivan takes her in his arms, and he kisses her.

A long kiss for an old woman.

And she sends him to the third Baba Yaga,

and she tells him...

"She will know where your princess is,"

but she will try to kill you...

"and when she does, ask for the horns."

The horns?

Ask to blow her horns.

So he goes to the third Baba Yaga.

And when he rejects her,

she does try to kill him.

- But he asks for the horns. - Bingo.

And she is compelled by Yaga legend. She must give them to him.

So she gives him the horns, and he blows them.

He blows them so long and hard.

And then, the cry of a great bird,

the heat of flames on his face,

as a phoenix appears.

A phoenix? Holy shit.

And he jumps on its back,

and he flies off into the sunset towards his beautiful princess.

And what does Baba Yaga do after he's gone?

She masturbates.

That was...

fucking perfect.

Thank you, really.

Now, this thing is cool.

Is this real bone?

It is. Aztec. Used in sacrificial rituals.

Well, it's cool as shit.

You know what? Have it. It's a gift, from me.

I've got two.

Well, I don't have anything for you.

Well...

We could do it on the desk.

- I wouldn't wanna get you in trouble. - Oh, I can take care of myself.

What about Logan?

Let him listen.

Oh, yeah, she's one of mine.

Call her "The Witch".

All my masks are inspired by real women.

A real witch?

No. Don't be dumb.

Client showed me a drawing. Looked like a witch.

Well, "she" is involved in a murder investigation.

- Naughty girl! - When was it commissioned?

- "She", Eckert. - Couple of months ago.

Buyer wanted her shipped to a pick-up point.

Who was the buyer?

Henry Park.

He actually ordered three.

Vancouver Vintage Jewellers, how can I help you?

Hi there. I'm just calling to inquire about a specific piece.

It's an Andre Millere.

Nice to see you, Detective.

I brought liquid courage.

Why?

Somebody sent me the podcast you did with Henry Park.

The director's cut.

And?

You cooking enough for two?

Ethiopian.

How hungry are you?

Oh, I'm starving.

Who made this masterpiece?

My daughter. Be kind, she was eight.

- You have a daughter? - Yeah. I'm very modern.

Unmarried, with a daughter. Her name is Anna.

She lives in Europe... Prague.

- Must be hard, having her there. - No, not really.

We don't talk much.

You know, some of us just aren't meant to be mothers.

Is that a mortar and pestal, like Baba Yaga's?

"Pestle."

Smell.

Don't worry, I was sure to sweep all the bones out first.

Would you like to inspect my blender too?

Maybe.

Thanks for coming over here to do this.

Janelle dumped the kiddo here with no notice.

How are the tapes?

Well, this girl sounds like a sheep when she comes.

Oh yeah?

"Baay-bee, come on my baack!"

- Like that? - No, I'm good, thanks.

You do eat meat?

Oh, I eat everything.

So...

you know a lot about Baba Yaga?

There is some speculation that she was a real woman...

in thirteenth-century Russia.

Living in the woods, probably a healer.

Oh, a "healer"?

History doesn't record women who live alone in the woods

unless they do something for men.

Anyway, all of these men go missing in this village,

so, of course, the villagers accuse her of witchcraft...

a crime that requires proof. So, what do you think they do?

- Torture? - Oh yeah.

Strappado, witch's chair, thumb screws.

You know, strip her naked, declare every freckle,

every mole, every bug bite, a "witch's mark".

They press huge rocks on her body.

They shove burning feathers down her throat.

They finally resort to sleep torture,

powerful toad-poison hallucinogens, to elicit a confession.

And she says that she ground them into bone dust,

and sprinkled them on her vegetables.

So let me guess, they burnt her at the stake?

No. 'Cause when they went back to her hut, it was "poof", gone.

Disappeared like it was never there.

Well, maybe they didn't know the magic words.

Why do you think she killed all those men?

Why does anyone kill anyone?

Fear.

Passion.

- Tradition. - Satanic ritual?

She's a witch, after all, right?

A witch is just someone that society has decided they're afraid of.

She was just this sweet, little-old lady.

You know, living in the woods, minding her own business.

You know, maybe her only crime

was daring to enjoy her life, her calling.

Great sex after menopause.

Kinda feels like you're defending Baba Yaga.

Maybe I am. She resonates with me... with women.

You know, she's...

she's a figure of great power, wisdom,

rage.

Yeah.

You angry about something?

Women?

We're angry about everything.

Does this look like...

they're dragging something?

Wait for it.

- Right there. That could be a body. - Holy shit.

Okay, but there's nothing on the security cameras at the house,

maybe our subject knows which angles to avoid?

Yes.

Yes! This... That's progress!

Teamwork. Up top. Don't leave me hanging.

See, this is what it's like when we work together. Doesn't that feel good?

I mean, you caught it.

See, that's the difference between you and Janelle.

You're humble. You work hard. You collaborate.

So, Fran...

I could cancel that date if you want me to.

What... What date?

What the fuck? What are you doing? What was that?

Sorry, I misread the room.

- Yeah, no kidding! - You were looking at me, and I...

- No, I wasn't looking at you. - You came to my house!

- Yeah, you're my fucking boss! - Okay, I'm sorry.

Fuck! I had a little too much to drink, you don't have to freak out.

It's not like I was trying to fuck you.

Okay, I heard that. I'm sorry. I'm sorry!

Work. I'll call 'em later.

Is it that local cop? What's her name, Karen?

Carson.

Fran. Francis, I think.

- She's pretty. - Yeah, kinda.

She can be a little...

tight, you know?

Have you fucked her yet?

Have you fucked Henry?

- I know you're on those tapes. - What tapes?

And I know you gave Henry an Aztec bone knife.

Oh really?

And I also know that he went to the mainland

and spent $14,000 on that Andre Millere watch

just to get you into bed.

That's how much you think I cost?

Maybe. What do I get for this scotch?

Okay, so your theory is that Henry and I are having this torrid affair.

I gave him the murder weapon,

and, what, he's hiding somewhere in my house?

I just know somebody wants me to look at you.

Well, you are welcome to look,

but I have no reason to want anyone dead,

and I paid Henry for this watch,

because I don't need his money.

And this is what I gave him.

I had two of them.

It's an Aztec ollas,

and unless he shoved it down someone's throat,

I highly doubt it could be lethal.

You've got Rapp. You know what to do.

So what would you think if I had fucked him?

Guess I'd think I had a shot.

You know, Detective,

there comes a time in a woman's life when people stop seeing you.

You become invisible.

Henry saw me.

Bullshit.

You're the most interesting person I've met in a long time.

You couldn't be invisible if you fucking tried.

Detective, are you trying to seduce me?

No.

I'm trying to fuck you.

Take off your clothes.

Get on the floor.

Let go.

I won't hurt you.

Fuck.

Help!

Katherine!

Katherine, I need help!

Katherine!

Katherine!

Katherine, I need help!

- Okay... - Lily?

Lily!

Okay, okay.

And so the hero comes to the villain...

in this case, a witch, with their annoying questions.

Where is the sleeping princess?

What is the key to the riddle?

May I blow your horns?

But the worst thing about heroes is that in the end

they are never as heroic as you want them to be...

but no one wants to credit a witch with a happy ending.

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