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My unloading time is at 2:00,

and that Brandon Keyser is always blocking me.

You're Percy's ex, right?

- I'm married now. I got a kid.

As far as Percy is concerned,

you're the only innocent person in this house.

You realize, whoever it is,

there's a good chance it'll be someone you know.

Whatever you find,

I'd appreciate you coming to me first.

- Someone broke into our kitchen last night.

We'll be bleeding money for weeks.

- Payback for the lobster traps?

- My dad just takes it over and over.

At least I did something.

- Percy didn't do this to herself.

Someone's to blame for this.

She would have come to me first.

- Two boats pulled together that way.

Anything strange about it?

That's a Keyser boat.

- Percy said that she was responsible

for somebody's death.

Do you know if that person's name was Valerie?

I've never seen that before.

If you don't stop,

you're gonna end up doing what I did.

Maybe that's what I deserve.

He's not turning.

Brandon? Oh, my God.

- He took a bullet in the back of his head.

- All right, I'm going to need everyone

to take a step back, please.

Ms. Muldoon.

Please.

- Uh, it's a white male, late 20s,

last name Keyser, first name's Brandon.

No, it, uh, looks like a homicide.

We didn't touch anything, of course.

Well, I could really use the support on this.

We'll can it till you get here.

Okay.

Uh...

Portland Homicide crew are on their way.

Okay.

You gonna be all right?

Yeah. Yeah.

This isn't supposed to happen here.

It's just not.

Oh, God, it's the local paper.

- Why don't you take it? I'll catch up with you later.

- Brandon just became a father. Do you know that?

No.

- Three months ago. His mother--oh, Belle.

It's going to break her.

What is it with those guys?

- Oh, forget about them. They think you're a Jonah.

- Swallowed by a whale? That guy?

No.

It's a bringer of bad luck.

Fishermen are superstitious.

This thing with Brandon

has something to do with Percy, doesn't it?

I don't know.

I found a pack of nicotine gum on Brandon's body.

It was the same brand that I found on that beach,

where the security footage

showed Percy with whoever it was.

- Do you think Brandon might've been the one

who followed Percy up to the bluff?

I don't know.

You know if they had any problems recently?

You know, did you hear anybody mention anything?

- Well, I know he still had feelings for her.

She broke it off so suddenly. But still...

- I really need to see the family and talk to them

before the Portland guys get here and get in the away.

I can give Belle a call.

If she sold him back something, I'll know it.

- Why did you leave at 3:00 in the morning today?

- We all go out that early. That's what fishermen do.

- Hmm. Well, harbor records reports

say you usually don't get out till 5:00 a.m.,

so why the early departure?

I was up early.

I thought I might as well get a good start.

- So what'd you see out there? - Ocean.

- What about other boats? - It's a big area.

It was dark.

- And the moon was near full that night.

It was cloudy.

- You've been doing this for quite a while.

- Hey, Josh. - Hey.

They're in the middle of an interview.

- I need you to be straight with me.

Oh, no.

Mike Lam? You're going after him now?

Is this because his traps were on Brandon's boat?

He's the one?

We tracked Brandon's GPS.

He was anchored right where Mike Lam has his traps.

It doesn't mean anything.

- Mike Lam's GPS puts him there too.

Same time. We know they crossed paths.

Your son, CJ,

allegedly cut traps belonging to the Muldoons.

There's no proof of that.

- But you've been hassled before

by the Keysers and the Muldoons.

I hear it's not exactly a friendly vibe

between you and them.

It must get pretty frustrating

having your lines cut over and over again.

I'd be angry. I'd wanna do something--

- Harry-- - I want to talk to you.

- Sorry about this. I'm...

You got the wrong guy.

- Let's step outside. - You're making a mistake.

- Harry--

- Forensics is going to come back,

and the report will show that Brandon Keyser

was shot at close range, probably with a .22,

in the back of the head.

That is a premeditated hit.

Who is this?

That is not this guy.

- This is Harry Ambrose. He found the body.

- What, you think Keyser would let Mike Lam, here,

somebody that he sabotaged, somebody that he hates,

he would have him on board and then turn his back to him?

It doesn't make sense. You can't prosecute with this.

Harry, outside!

- And it's a waste of time. - Now!

You can't just barge in on me like that, Harry.

That's a detective from Portland.

This is your case.

- No, it's not. - It is.

- Josh and I are taking a backseat.

This one's over our heads.

Don't let that guy,

that Portland guy, distract you.

Brandon's murder-- I think...

that's somebody covering their tracks.

They feel pressured. We're getting close on this.

I really appreciate

everything you've done for us, Harry,

but you disrespected me in there.

I'm sorry.

There's no room for you on this anymore.

I need you to go.

Sorry about that.

Hey.

We loved him.

My boys and I loved him. You know that.

And we love you and Kat and her little baby.

We're going to be there for you,

just the way you've always been for us.

I just can't believe it.

I know.

I know.

Call me for anything.

- I will. Thank you.

I love you, Kat.

Uh...

there's never a good time for this,

but I had a few questions.

You might guess we're trying to figure this all out.

- You're that detective, right? You found Brandon?

Yeah. Yeah.

- Did they arrest that Chinese guy yet?

- Mike Lam. He is only a suspect right now.

He hasn't been charged with anything.

- I told Brandon this shit would bite him

in the ass one day.

All these guys fighting over their fucking traps.

Right. Yeah.

But I think there's more to it than that.

Did he ever mention trouble

that he might have with anybody else?

- Brandon was never in trouble for anyone.

He was a good man, an honest man.

A little strange.

Last night, he was out alone.

He didn't have a crew.

You have any idea why that is?

- To be honest, I'm surprised he was out on the water at all.

- How's that? - I don't know.

Usually, he'd be down island

somewhere else, entertaining himself...

Kat!

- While I sit here pumping milk.

- You are not starting with this, not now!

- I'm just saying what's true, all right?

- Show some respect for my son's memory.

Just because he's dead

doesn't mean he wasn't screwing half of Hanover, all right?

Kat!

She lost her son.

Look, just talk to his second mate.

Brandon had him cover for him every time I called.

Typical guy code shit.

Kat, was Brandon

ever involved with someone named Valerie?

Shit.

I don't know. Probably.

That's enough!

- Well, all right. I need to change a diaper.

I know what it feels like.

I do.

We have to find out who did this to our children.

What do you mean?

Brandon and Percy

were together the night she disappeared.

There's security footage with them on it by the Dory Shop.

- Doing what? - I don't--it's hard to tell.

But they had some kind of disagreement.

Did he ever mention anything like that to you?

No.

What does that have to do with anything?

Well, right after that,

somebody followed Percy to the cliff.

Maybe it was Brandon.

What are you saying?

- We're just trying to understand what happened.

And if we know what they were talking about--

- You think my Brandon did what?

- Oh, Belle. - The gall on you.

You come here spouting your bullshit about our bond

and how you're here for us, and then you accuse my son?

- No, we're not accusing-- - Get out!

You goddamn Muldoons.

It's always about you, isn't it?

Get the hell out.

Come on, Belle.

- We're just trying to--

- Did you forget where the fucking door is?

- Come on, Belle. Let's go.

- When things calm down, I'll contact Kat Keyser

about Brandon's permit,

offer to buy her out.

- Buy her out? With what?

Oh, we'll figure it out.

But when we get that groundfish permit,

we won't be so dependent on the lobster haul.

- There's just no way you could compete

with the Portland outfits anymore.

- So then we won't. We'll sell local.

- Keysers have been losing money

on that track for years.

And you want to sink money that we don't even have?

What is your problem?

- It's a dying business. All of it.

And you know it.

We all do.

- You're talking permits at a time like this?

Just trying to think ahead.

- This whole thing is connected to Percy.

We should be talking about that.

Brandon's the guy in the video. He was with her.

- Brandon was the guy on the docks that night?

How do you even know that?

Ambrose! Mom, that guy's a wrong number.

What are you still doing running around with him?

I told him--

- He's right about this, and I know it.

- The guy is nuts, and he's fucking paranoid.

- What would Brandon have wanted with Percy?

- This has nothing to do with Percy.

Ma, we stopped with the trapping bullshit.

We did.

And I told Brandon to stop, and he didn't.

So Mike must have finally snapped.

But...

you need to start accepting some things here.

I know it's hard,

but we might...

never know why she did what she did,

and maybe that's for the best.

How could you say that?

- Because the Percy who came back from the mainland

was not our little girl, not anymore.

I tried.

We all did, but, you know, she was going away from us...

And you know it.

- Blood, sweat, and tears solve problems, not complaining.

- But there is a scarcity issue, Ma.

And nothing's going to change that.

- He's been working extra hours every day.

He's practically dead when he gets home.

- And this one's pulling in about a trap a day

at this point.

Fuck off.

- Well, if that's the way it is,

I'll go back out myself.

- No, you're not going to have another stroke.

You're not. And besides, the guys that are

coming in from the coast-- they don't play nice.

It's getting dangerous.

- Oh, we're just going to have to fight it.

These are our waters. They need to know that.

We were here first.

That's just not true.

The waters aren't ours. That's bullshit.

- Hey, don't talk to your grandma like that.

What makes you say that?

- Our family didn't come from Ireland until what?

The 1850s?

- Yeah. The famine.

- Right, so there were people already here,

all the Wabanaki tribes,

people who had been here a long time.

- For fuck's sake. - Let her talk.

- You can't say the waters belong to us.

We stole them, and then we pillaged them.

We're the reason there's a scarcity issue.

- We never stole anything. There was nothing here.

Your great-grandfather built this company from nothing.

There were people here

living in balance with nature.

They just didn't care about making money.

What's gotten into you?

You never had a problem with any of this before,

and now we're pillaging?

- I'm just trying to see things as they are, Grams.

- Then why don't you start by giving up your room

and your car and the food on your plate,

and you'll see things as they are, hmm?

Sean, make another pot of coffee.

- Raffa? - He's right there.

Okay.

Hey.

- Hey. - Raffa Dominguez, right?

I'm Harry Ambrose, working on the Percy Muldoon case.

- Yeah, Raffa. What's up?

- You're friends with Brandon, right?

Well, he's my boss.

- How often was it that you crewed for him?

- Almost every time he goes out.

What about last night?

- No, man. No, not last night.

- You sure? - Yeah. Yeah, not last night.

You can ask around. I was here last night.

- Did you know Brandon was having an affair?

I don't bother myself

with other people's personal business.

It's just, his wife says

that you would know who he might've been seeing.

Sorry, man.

You want to think about this.

There's a homicide unit in from Portland.

And the lead detective-- he's got a list,

and they'll probably do a full rundown on you

and your friends and your status here.

Are you threatening me?

- No. It's just--

I've been around too long.

And the sooner that I can get to whoever it is

that's behind this, the sooner that I--

this whole investigation is going to shut down.

- You know where I'm from? Honduras.

You know what they call it?

The murder capital of the world.

At least one of them, anyway.

I was up to my neck in that shit.

I'm a paramedic, and a good one.

I just couldn't take it anymore, man.

I was breaking.

This is why I need to stay.

And this is why I'm here, me and my wife.

You know what I'm saying?

- I don't want to make your life more difficult.

It's not why I'm here.

Okay.

About a couple of weeks ago, I got a call from Brandon.

Hey, boss.

- Dude, you're saving my life. I didn't know who else to call.

My friend here had a little accident,

and she won't let me take her to the hospital...

You all right?

- So will you take a look at her?

Uh-huh.

- Yeah. I mean, we were just out

by Dublin Point, and she slipped.

- Yeah, I mean, you can't tell anyone about this, okay?

I mean, no one, especially not Kat.

You know, just fix her up

and forget all about this, okay?

- I couldn't tell you if she was from around here or not,

but I knew something was wrong.

How's that?

- Well, just the way he was acting.

And her wound wasn't made by rocks.

I dug a piece of ring nail out of her foot.

- Ring nail? What's that?

They use it to build boats.

It was rusted with rotten wood splinters.

I did my best to get her alone

so I could ask her what was going on,

but then someone else showed up.

Who?

Brandon!

- Shit. She fucking followed me?

I need to talk to you.

- Uh, you know what? That's good enough.

Wait. Wait.

I still have to put a bandage on.

- I know, man. I know. I can do that.

Brandon, hold on a minute.

Brandon...

Who was that woman with him?

I have no idea.

So Percy saw her too.

The woman's name--

was it Valerie?

- I don't know. She was too scared to say.

Did you report this?

- People like me don't get to go to the police.

No.

- Meg, I don't even know how to do that.

- What do you mean? You just reopen the case.

- With what? We don't have any leads.

There's no autopsy report for Percy.

There's nothing that suggests foul play.

- I'm telling you, Brandon Keyser.

- We don't know who's on that tape.

We don't even know if that tape means anything at all.

Come on, Lou.

When's the last time something like this

happened in Clark Harbor?

And it's our Percy and Brandon.

If there's a connection,

Portland will find it, and so will I.

- But you're not looking for it.

You have to look for it.

- Well, but you gotta let me do my job.

- When's the detective coming back?

- I told you he's busy off-site.

It might be a while.

- Yo, like, this can't wait. It's about Brandon.

- What is it? I'll relay.

No, I'm not talking to you.

Whatever.

It's not going to change anything anyway.

- My father is innocent, and you know it.

Fuck you!

- You know something about Brandon.

I was at the station.

I saw you talking to that deputy.

It's nothing.

- Would you tell me what you know?

This has something to do with Percy somehow.

- Why should I tell you anything?

Look, I know things

have been bad between our families,

but you have to understand, we were desperate to find Percy,

at least to know she was safe.

We were wrong about you.

I know that now. I'm sorry.

- I would never have hurt her. I loved her.

Well, I believe you.

Please tell me what you know, for Percy's sake.

You tell me this.

Who has Brandon been meeting with at the pier

in the early mornings?

Some boat from off-island.

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- Yeah, well, every two weeks or so,

my dad and I--we see them.

Your sons are involved with everything Brandon does,

which means you must know too.

What are they doing, hmm? Side deals on illegal hauls?

No, wait a minute.

If my sons were involved in anything illegal,

I would know.

- Well, Brandon's got some kind of deal with those men.

How do you know?

CJ, please tell me.

- I started following Brandon to see what he was up to.

I wanted to catch him.

I wanted to find some dirt on him, your sons too.

After all the stuff they did to my family,

I thought I could use it against them.

So what did you see?

- I followed Brandon to the disposal yard.

I saw him meeting up with these two guys.

- Hey. - Hey, man.

- Hey. - So what's this all about?

Oh!

- When you're told to shut it down, you shut it down.

Don't fuck with us again, got it?

- It was too dark, but he thinks they were

the same guys that Brandon was meeting at the docks.

- You know, that woman that was hurt--

she was with Brandon.

Raffa said he pulled out of her foot this ring nail.

Ring nail?

You think she got hurt at the boatyard?

- It could be. You know...

Those two guys and Brandon--

why were they meeting him there?

Hmm.

You having trouble with your grill?

- Oh, it hasn't really worked since we got here.

I put it together.

I had to take it apart three times.

- So you think the fourth time's a charm, eh?

Yeah.

I just promised Sonya that I'd fix it.

Didn't want to let it slide.

I'd like to take a look at that boatyard.

- A friend of ours owns it, Don Lanier.

I've seen him.

He was at Percy's wake, right, and Brandon's?

- I could stop by his place, find out if he knows anything.

- Uh... you should know Raffa also told me

Percy showed up at his house.

She saw that woman with Brandon,

and he tore off out of there.

It could have been what started all of this.

- I swear, if he wasn't already dead...

S...

Hey, hey, hey.

♪ And the tapes go hmm-mm...

Meg.

I need to talk to you.

- Isn't my granddaughter something?

Ever since she discovered my old vinyl in the basement.

- ♪ Hmm-mm

- Do you know what Brandon was up to in your boatyard?

Agh.

Brandon was with a woman

who may have been hurt in your yard.

- Come on, Meg. The kid just died.

And you're having a party.

- I wasn't about to cancel Ashley's birthday, all right?

And you were invited.

What was Brandon doing in your yard?

- Well, we all know the kid had a wandering eye,

and that boatyard's about as secluded as you can get.

So what do you think he was doing there?

- Last week, two men attacked him there.

Who told you that?

- Someone I know who saw it firsthand.

And that was?

That's not important.

- You're still hanging out with that detective.

I think he's rubbing off on you a bit too much.

- Brandon may have been the last person

to see Percy alive, and he is dead.

It doesn't take a genius to wonder.

- Look, Meg, I think what happened with Percy--

it's a damn hard thing to accept,

and I know you're hurting, but--

- There's something going on, and you know it.

- And I just told you what it is:

Brandon screwing women in the dark.

- That's it. - Come on, Don.

I've known you for 58 years.

I babysat you when you were young.

I've watched your kids grow up and get married

and have kids of their own.

I was spooning broth into Laurie's mouth

when she could barely move.

We are family.

- And as family, I'm telling you,

let this go and move on.

That's what I had to do.

I recommend you do the same.

Now, I'm going back to enjoy my grandkid.

- Hey, I was just going to call you.

- Hello? - Boat.

Are you there?

- Meg, there's something out here.

- Harry, I can't--

- Hello? - Hello?

Hey.

Hello?

Jesus!

He's on the ground!

- On the right! On the right!

He's on the move!

Ah!

Come on!

Agh! Agh!

Other side.

- 3 o'clock! 3 o'clock!

No sign of him.

- Just keep looking. He's gotta be out here.

Copy that.

- This isn't how it's supposed to end.

You never stop.

It's almost like...

Like what?

Like you want to die.

Harry...

none of this will ever make up

for what you did to Jamie.

It won't work.

- Any sign? - Nothing.

- Shit. Just retrace your steps.

I'll head over to you now.

Copy.

- Ah! - Ugh!

God!

Gah!

Harry!

What the hell is going on?

Got to get you to a hospital.

There's men after me.

Let's go.

Who did this to you?

I found something.

- Okay. Get in the car.

- Let's go. Let's go. Let's go.

What are you doing?

- When your father gets out, he should sleep at home.

- I'll clean you up in my office.

Come on.

Hey, what's going on?

She brought him here.

What do we do?