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Previously on "Big Sky"...
Legarski knows
where those girls are.

He's bad.

I know it.

And I want to find these girls
every bit as much as you do.

You have my word on that.

Cassie Dewell.

Hands where
I can see them.

You're like a dog
with a bone.

Hands in the air now.

Freeze!
Freeze!

He doesn't remember anything

from the past few years.

I-I just w-worry I might
be putting you guys at risk.

I've had like one fantasy
my whole life.

That a bad guy would
break into my house

and I'd get
to blow his head off.

I've decided to report you
to the police.

It's over, Ronald.

I've hurt people.

But I've never
killed anyone.

Hi.

They cannot
learn my name.

Which means...

I have to get
into that house.

Do you recognize
this man?

He's your husband's
accomplice.

He's here.

He's upstairs.

Clear.

Window's open.

Cassie, he's gone.
Come look at this.

Looks like some kind
of storage space.

Something in there
he was probably after.

And where's he?

♪ Well, my mama,
she told me so ♪

♪ My daddy, he was right ♪

♪ Said, "Girl,
he'll do you wrong ♪

♪ He ain't gonna do you right ♪

♪ That ain't no road you're on ♪

♪ It's the highway to hell" ♪

Can't even say
what he was driving?

I didn't see him pull up.
I don't know his vehicle.

How do you know him?
I already told you.

He came into
my quilt shop.

And you just struck up
a friendship?

Never got
his last name even?

I don't remember.

If he told me, it was probably
fake like his first.

What does it matter?

Your husband
killed two men,

kidnapped three girls, which
you claim to know nothing about.

Now his accomplice
has been discovered

to be here in your home
as an invited guest.

I didn't know
who he was.

So you keep saying.

If I did, do you think
I would've invited him in?

Do you really think I would've
gone dancing with him?

Tubb, can I talk to her
for a second?

I'll be in touch.

Search the house again.
Yes, sir.

If you know anything at all
about this guy --

I don't.

Obviously
I don't know anything.

Except that I'm
the world's biggest dope.

I was going to crack Malone's head in,

but I thought better of it.

What do you mean better?

We'll have a better chance
of getting those pictures back

if he doesn't know we're on to him.

I'll get them.

How?
He's a man, isn't he?

No, charm won't work. He's too smart for that.

And he was such a doll
last night.

Oh, Dorothy.

♪ Dead in the water ♪

♪ You left me
dead in the water ♪

♪ I said dead in the water ♪

♪ You left me
dead in the water ♪

♪ Oh, it took all of my fight ♪

♪ But now I know
how to survive ♪

♪ When you left me
dead in the water ♪

Any part of the scene
you didn'tcontaminate?

Exigent circumstances.

We were in pursuit.

You'd make life
a hell of a lot easier

if you'd put the badge
back on.

We should be out there
searching.

Right now
you're both witnesses.

We need to ask you
some questions.

You're positive he was here
when you arrived?

We heard a sound.

He was gone by the time
we got up here.

What the hell?

He got an award

from the union
a few years ago.

This was at the dinner.

Must've brought it home.

That would be Rick.

No signs of any bleeding.

This is good.

And you seem to be improving --
also good.

But there's been a couple
of developments, Rick.

Now, you remember we talked
about you having an accomplice?

The truck driver.

Yeah.

He was in your house
last night.

What?

Police came.
Merrilee's safe.

But he was there,
and he's still at large,

so this is
a very dangerous situation.

If you remember anything
about this man,

you could tell me,
privately.

We want
to keep her safe.

I don't know
who this person is.

I promise.

Now, I'd like
to give you a polygraph.

You know what that is,
right?

If you pass it, we can use it
to our advantage.

And if you don't pass,
nobody'll ever know.

Are you okay?

I am not okay.
I am a long way from okay.

They want me to make
another statement.

They think I'm involved.

You need to
get yourself an attorney.

Now, it shouldn't be me

because of the possible
conflict of interest,

but let me make
some calls.

I'll see if I can find somebody
to help you.

With all this press,
they might do it pro bono.

In the meantime,
here's some free advice.

Do not be giving to the police
or the FBI any statements.

Was the back door
unlocked?

I always tell you
not to leave the door unlocked.

A statewide manhunt is currently underway,

coordinated by
the local authorities,

the Montana State Police,
and the FBI.

Meanwhile,
hotlines have been set up.

The police are cautioning,
if you do see the suspect,

do not approach, as he's
considered to be dangerous

and extremely depraved.

The suspect was last seen in
the residential neighborhood.

I am not depraved. But his whereabouts thereafter are unknown.

He is believed to be
traveling alone...
I am not depraved!

...in a vehicle of
an unknown make and model.

If you do have any information, please call --

We keep a clean house, Ronald.

We don't like filth.

No, we keep a clean house.

Filth!

I am not depraved.

I keep a clean house,
right, Ronald?

You're 38 years old and you
drive a truck, right, Ronald?

All my friends' sons
are successful,

and you drive a truck!

Police sources report
that progressis being made.

One of the captives has been
able to describe his truck,

both inside and out,
with considerable detail,

which is significant
in that long-haul truckers

often individualize
their interiors,

which can double
as their living spaces.

Meanwhile, tensions
amongst Helena residents

continue to rise
as both police and FBI...

Hey!

Come back.

You tell your boss that we
don't take this anymore.

I get it
on the iPad now.

Sorry, ma'am.
It's okay.

I-It kind of looks like this one
but without the tank.

Super clean.

Okay, Willis Taxi Dance Hall
does have security cams...

...and they self-erase.

We should check it out
just the same.

I just heard that the wife's
lawyering up, refusing to talk.

To us, anyway.

Think she might
still talk to Cassie.

Is she here?
No.

Anything back
from the lab?

Fingerprints?

Yeah,
there were some prints.

Nothing matching
with the databanks.

Hey.

We're gonna increase the
drive-bys where you're staying.

Can't you just
position somebody there?

I wish we could.

I should be okay.

My friend's husband
has a big dog and a big gun.

Think it's an AK-47.

Okay,
I didn't hear that.

It's doctor-patient
privilege.

It's evidence,
which you're withholding.

His lawyer will put me
out of business

if I discuss
his medical condition.

And exactly what business
are you in?

Pardon me?

"Do no harm,"
isn't that your big oath?

Yeah,
Google borrowed it.

Okay, wait, you --
you get one legacy.

I-Is this yours?

"I may have helped
a killer get off,

but, hey, I honored
doctor-patient privilege."

Look, even if I wanted
to help you,

I couldn't tell you what's
going on in his brain.

How could you --
Because I don't know.

He could have amnesia
or visual agnosia or aphasia --

He could be faking.

How we all doing here?

Having a nice chat,
are we?

What about?

He was just hitting on me.
Men do.

You two have something
in common, too, I bet.

You each did your best work
on my client's head.

You're sick.

Tell somebody
who cares.

There's a monster
in that room

with both the medical and legal
establishment at the ready

to make him healthy
and possibly free.

Are you --
Are you kidding me?

You got a job to do.
So do I.

I guess that gives us
something in common.

Coffee?

There's the look.
I get it a lot.

You recognize this person?

No.

No recollection at all?

No.

Did you shoot this girl
with a bow and arrow?

What?

Of course not.

Yes or no answers,
please.

I shot a bull elk once.
Yes or no, please.

You have any recollection

of shooting this person
with an arrow?

No.

You recognize
this person?

No.

Never seen her before?

I don't think.

Did I...shoot her
with a bow and arrow?

You know for a fact he passed?

I know for a fact his lawyer's
asking for a formal polygraph,

one that can be admitted
into evidence.

Now, if she's
asking for that,

he must've passed the private
one with flying colors.

He's faking.
Lie detectors aren't foolproof.

Cops love polygraphs.
They trust them.

Legarski would never go near one
unless he was sure he'd pass.

So he doesn't remember.

Doesn't mean
he didn't doit.

True, but if he
doesn't remember,

he can't contribute
to his defense,

which makes him incompetent
to stand trial.

Which means he'll just end up
at a psych facility.

He would.

And what if he continues
to improve?

What if he's deemed to be
a changed man -- Phineas Gage --

no longer a threat
to society?

They'll have to
release him.

That's not gonna happen.

You don't know that.

Let's just see
how it plays out.

We're not gonna just see
how this plays out.

I mean,
Tubb's just given up.

He's seen too much.

You stay in that job for
too long, you just burn out.

Tubb's not a bad guy.

I-I know.
He's just hung on too long.

I'm going in there --
Legarski's room.

He can't be that good.
I shot him.

If I put my face in front
of his, he'll react.

Cassie, how are you
gonna go in there?

Your face has been
all over the news.

Maybe I should do it.

You wouldn't necessarily
trigger him.

I shot the guy,

and I know someone
who works at the hospital.

They owe me a favor.

It could work.

And what's to lose?

Well, there's jail.

It's him.

Help! Help!

You'll never
get away with this.

What makes you say that?

This is kind of my thing,
getting away with stuff.

Why were you
taking my picture?

Just a school project.

I'm doing a show-and-tell thing
on my job

and so I was taking pictures
of customers.

So you're not
just a snoop.

You're a liar.

Please, sir.

What's your name?

Erik, with a K.

Like Erik the Great.

Do you want
to scream, Erik?

Sometimes it helps me
when I scream.

When I get stressed,
that's what I do.

Want me to show you?

See?

I feel better now.

Go ahead, you try.

People know.

That I was coming
to take your picture.

So if I go missing, this is
where they're gonna look.

Well, that creates
two big problems.

One for me
and one for you, Erik.

I highly recommend
a good scream.

Phew.
I do feel better.

Hope this works.

Whether it works or not,
it would make Cody smile.

Let's not smile yet.

Good luck.

How we doing?

All looks good here.
How we feeling?

Okay.
Uh, thank you.

Good to hear.

Can you track the light
with your eye?

Fantastic.

I want you
to look at me.

Look straight at me.

What's your name?

Missy.

Missy.
I like that name.

Want to know why?

Tell me.

Because if you can't
remember a girl's name,

you can call her "missy,"
and she doesn't know you forgot.

I hear some girls don't like
being called "missy."

We don't always
get what we want.

Missy.

Like when someone
calls me "buddy."

Did I say
something wrong?

I want you
to squeeze my fingers,

do a hand strength test,
okay?

Boy, you people sure do a lot
of finger squeezing around here.

I'll try
to keep it short.

I'm gonna count
as you squeeze.

Now,
I usually count to three,

but for you,
I'm gonna count to five.

And at five, I want you to let
go and do one of three things.

A, drop your hand.

B, raise it up high
like Alexander Hamilton.

Or, C, shoot me.

My money's on C.

Shoot you?

Are you funnin' with me?

Because Merrilee
wouldn't like

a pretty girl like you funnin' with me.

My name's Cassie Dewell.

Cassie Dewell?
Cassie.

That's a --
That's a lot like Missy.

I don't like
being called missy.

You remember me now?

Did I...

shoot you with an arrow?

I just refuse to believe that
he can't remember anything.

You sure?

He wasn't there.

It is possible, if the bullet
damaged the amygdala,

it could actually help him
with the polygraph,

but I don't think
that's what's going on.

I think Rick Legarski
as we knew him is gone.

So, what, this new
and improved Rick Legarski

could taste freedom?

No way.

Look, I-I know
you got in his face,

but did you
getin his face?

What do you mean?

I think I need
to take a turn.

W-What are you gonna do,
shoot him?

You did.

Hey, Denise.

Hey, girl.
What's up?

Have you seen Erik?
Erik?

This morning, I did, as he
flew by delivering the paper.

He didn't come home.

Sometimes he grabs his pole
and goes fishing,

but he's always home
by now.

Well, did you try
calling his friends?

He called me today at work,
but I had a zillion customers,

and I couldn't talk much,
and he -- he just kept going on

about knowing someone
in the paper.

What?

I couldn't make
heads or tails of it.

And I told him he could

tell me all about it
later.

Did he mention anything
to you?

No, nothing
jumps out at me.

He did say something
about a...reward maybe.

But sometimes he exaggerates
to get attention.

You know him.

Yeah, kids.

Um...

You don't think
he meant --

Did he say anything else?

He said he thinks he knows
where he lives.

It's got to be someone
from his paper route.

You got a list
of his customers?

I do.
Got it from the paper.

He -- He didn't say for sure
it was someone from his route.

At least I-I don't
remember him saying that.

It's still a good place
to start.

Stop moving.

How long do you plan
to keep me here?

For as long
as it takes.

Are you
going to kill me?

I'm thinking!

That's a Jack Benny joke.

I bet you don't even know
who that is.

A bad guy says to him,
"Your money or your life."

Jack Benny says nothing.

Guy says, "I said
your money or your life."

Jack Benny says,
"I'm thinking!"

I guess you have to know
who Jack Benny is.

I know who he is.

I watch lots of old shows
and movies with my mom.

Really?

I used to watch that stuff
with my mom, too.

Do you know
Vincent Price?

"The Pit and the Pendulum"?

'Cause I feel like that may be
the answer to your question.

Don't say anything.

Hey.

Ronald, hello.

My, it's been a while.
You look...strong.

Thank you.
I try to eat well and exercise.

Is your mother here?

She's actually not.
She's away.

Away?

She and I had
a meeting scheduled,

and she hasn't been
returning my calls.

I became concerned.

She went to visit her sister
in Ennis.

She isn't feeling well.

She has cancer.

Cancer?

That's terrible.

Yeah, we're all
saying our prayers.

Your mother
and I talk quite often.

Her sister getting cancer,
that's...

sounds like something
she might've mentioned.

Well, nobody likes
to talk about cancer.

It's a downer.

Well, that's what
clergy's for.

To talk about
the downer things.

The things
we worry about.

Lately, your mother's been
talking about you, Ronald.

She doesn't like
my career path.

She thinks truck driving
isn't a noble calling.

That's not what she's
been talking about.

Maybe you should let me in,
Ronald.

Time for you and I
to talk.

What do you say?

Okay, thanks.

Okay, police are going
door to door,

starting with those
on his route.

He tried to tell me.

He called me at work,
but I was busy.

I didn't have time.

You did nothing wrong,
Rachel.

I'm his mother.

He had a problem, and I didn't
have the time to listen.

Thank you.

Mm.

She was concerned
that your prurient urges

were taking hold again.

More than that,
she was worried

that you'd become involved
in something bigger than you.

Something bigger
than me?

Much bigger.

Like God?

Not like God.

Not like God at all.

Maybe there's some confusion
on your part

as to who
or what God is.

I have a general idea.

Also, I have a general idea
about you.

Me?

You tried to drown me
when I was a child.

I remember.

It's called a baptism.

You held me under.
You're mistaken.

No, I'm not mistaken.

Do you know
how I know?

I heard my father tell you,
"Hold him under a bit.

He needs
to be toughened up."

Couldn't have been
but 2 years old.

Seems you made a dent,
Father.

What's that noise?

It's just my dog.

Doesn't sound
like a dog.

Well, it is.

Sounds like it's coming
from below.

I think it's time for you
to leave, Father.

Really?

I have time on my hands,
Ronald.

So many places
I could go.

Do you care
where I might go?

I need
to check on my dog.

Oh, you made things worse,
haven't you, Erik?

And you made meworse.

So here's the deal.

You will remain still
and you will remain quiet,

or I will kill you.

No more
"Pit and the Pendulum."

It will be right now.

Do you think you can follow
those instructions, Erik?

Be still or die?

Aah!

The Amber Alert was issued for 12-year-old Erik Westergaard,

who authorities say
went missing

while on his newspaper delivery route along Euclid Avenue.

Officials believe Erik
to be in immediate danger.

A spokesperson with
the Lewis and Clark County

Sheriff's office
confirmed the primary...

Oh, I hope Rachel's
not watching this.

Just turn it off.

His face
is plastered everywhere.

He's gone to ground
like cornered animals do...

...and taking that kid, I mean,
that's a desperate act.

It's reckless.

Unless it isn't.

He's been
pretty methodical.

Look, my fear
is he's got some plan.

He took somebody else?

Yeah, we think.

Are you okay?

I might be
losing my mind.

Like,
I-I keep seeing him.

Like I'm --
I'm hallucinating.

I see him in the shadows,

or I hear him behind me,
but he's not there.

It's like my mind
is playing tricks.

Well, how could it not even
a little, honey, considering --

When are you
going to get him?

What's the plan
for getting access?

The good ol'
"bull in a china shop" plan.

Subtlety's
never my thing.

Excuse me, is he allowed
any visitors at all

other than family?
No, ma'am.

Oh. I'm gonna have to
wait out here, sorry.

His sister.

Hey!
I need to talk
to this man.

Guard!

You killed
my husband.

Get your ass out of here.
Try throwing me out.

That's it, ma'am.
Let's go.
I just need 30 seconds.

30 seconds!
You don't get it.

I will speak to her.
No, you won't.

Did I kill
her husband?

I'll speak to her.

Rick, you're not competent
to make this decision.

Ah, that's his game,
isn't it?

He's competent enough
to kill.

Competent enough
to dump a body in a hole.

But -- But to be
held accountable?

He was my husband.

We have a son.

A son who's grieving the loss
of his father.

Are you competent enough
to understa--
Okay, let's go, let's go.

Gosh!

Jenny.

If I did
what you say I did,

what others are telling me
that I did...

then I most surely hope to die,
as well.

Maybe I already have.

He's not there, Jenny.

Guy who shot Cody's
gone.

Mm.

He's not gone.

He can't be.

And shall he go free,
I'll kill him.

Hm? Maybe that
would be best.

I asked for a lawyer.

I'm not police.

But you're here
to do their bidding.

They can't legally question me,
so they sent you.

Do you think
I'm stupid?

I mean, I am,
but not about this.

This isn't about Miranda
or legal rights or whatever.

It's about truth.

Either it helps you
or it hurts you.

I-I suspect
it's the former.

I have no idea
what the truth is.

I do know I have nothing
to do with the trucker

or the boy he took,
so if you'll excuse me --

Merrilee,
I believe you.

But it doesn't
look good.

Maybe if we knew what he was
looking for at your house,

what he took, it could
help us identify him

or help find the boy.

I already told you
I don't know.

Then your best path
is to tell us

everything you know
about him.

And to help us
break your husband

if he's faking
this memory loss.

I don't think
he's faking.

But what do I know?

As much as I don't recognize
my husband and what he's become,

my own trajectory
might be worse.

How pathetic I've become,
even now.

What do you mean?

I still cling
to the possibility

that maybe I wasn't
entirely fooled

by Mitchell
or whoever he is.

That whatever the pretense
he had for targeting me...

...
he came to feel something.

When we danced, talked...

He kissed me.

I didn't tell you
that part.

I'm actually grateful to him,
'cause he made mefeel.

Something I haven't done
in so long.

So I guess I should
thank him for that,

for reminding me
I'm alive.

Right now,
there's a boy out there.

His name's Erik.

And we need
to keep himalive.

We keep a clean house.

Preferably clergy-free.

Oh, I see
you've met my mother.

She can be a bit cold.

But she's nice.

Well, she wasnice.

She stopped being nice.

The question I have is,
are yougoing to be nice?

I'll need you to answer
some questions for me,

and if you lie -- dead.

A little lie -- dead.

The slightest dodge even --
dead.

Do you understand me,
Erik?

Yes.

Why were you
taking my picture?

I saw the sketch of
the kidnapper in the paper,

and I thought
that it might be you.

And who else
did you tell?

Nobody.
Is that your final answer?

Because it might be.

I told my mother I recognized
the sketch, but that's all.

I never gave her a name
or an address.

And exactly what else
did you say to your mother?

Come at me,
you psycho!

I got plenty of staples,
and this...

...looks like fun.

Hi.

Has he been back,
the man in the house?

It's worse than that.

He's kidnapped
a young boy.

It's not just my life
in danger.

It's his, too.

You need to tell us
who this man is, Rick.

I don't know.

If I ever knew him,
I don't remember.

I promise.

Do you remember
The Big Rick?

You liked to talk about
morality and justice.

You'd quote...Bentham
and Aristotle and Kant.

Kant was your favorite.

Intrinsic morality.

The humanity
of the act.

The man I married, The Big Rick,
he was all about humanity.

It's why you became
a state trooper.

Your humanity needs
to rise up now, Rick.

You're the only one
who can save this boy.

The Big Rick
needs to remember.

I can't.

This man, he might
very well kill me,too.

I'm sorry.

♪ If you're happy and
you know it, clap your hands ♪

♪ If you're happy and you
know it, clap your hands ♪

♪ If you're happy
and you know it ♪

♪ Then your face
will surely show it ♪

♪ If you're happy and you
know it, clap your hands ♪

♪ If you're happy
and you know it ♪

♪ Say hi to your mom ♪
Hi, Mom!

♪ If you're happy and you
know it, say hi to your mom ♪

Hi, Mom!

♪ If you're happy
and you know it ♪

♪ Then your face
will surely show it ♪

♪ If you're happy and you
know it, say hi to your mom ♪

Hi, Mom!

Do you have a match?

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