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BOB: Previously on Alaska Daily...

JUDGE: Mr. Crenshaw. You're being charged with

murder in the first degree in the death of Gloria Nanmac.

ROZ: The DNA they found was semen.

EILEEN: Then the signed confession.

So how did he plead not guilty if he signed a confession?

STANLEY: I need your story on the arraignment

- and the presser by 6:00. - It's 4:30.

You can do a Day Two tomorrow. Keep going.

EILEEN: We've been pushing this story uphill for months.

Now, suddenly, it's rolling downhill fast.

Did we just play a part in the rush to judgment?

STANLEY: Conrad Pritchard bought these parcels.

AARON: He's building a rare earths mine

at Hockley Mountain?

We're planning to publish tomorrow morning.

Have we gone to him for comment?

Austin's headed over there now.

He's never gonna talk to Austin.

We still have to report it.

CONRAD: What the hell did you do?

You want a war? You got one.

EILEEN: Did you sexually assault Gloria?

I would never do that.

- So, what happened? - Gloria was mad.

She called, and I didn't pick up.

There weren't any calls placed from her phone

the night she went missing.

She left a voicemail.

GLORIA: Toby. I'm sorry for what I said.

You know I love you.

Please come get me.

This number, the one she's calling from,

that's not her number.

Could belong to the person who killed her.

♪

LINDA: What?

Eileen?

[clock ticking]

What?

LINDA: What were you thinking about?

Oh.

My colleague, Bob.

♪

LINDA: The earnest one.

EILEEN: Yeah.

The earnest one.

You said you enjoyed provoking him.

In a good-natured way.

I believe I prefaced my admission with that.

LINDA: You did, indeed.

So what about Bob?

His wife is sick, and it's progressing quickly.

LINDA: Mm. And?

I ran into him in the bullpen yesterday.

I asked him how he was doing

and he... gave me a real answer.

What did he say?

EILEEN: He said he was hanging in there,

but it was a very difficult time.

[breathes deeply]

So he told you the truth.

He didn't cover.

- Did that surprise you? - No.

But as a general rule, I don't encourage people

to share their burden with me,

especially people in pain.

Because it makes you uncomfortable?

No, because I don't want them to feel like

they have to reciprocate and ask me.

- Are you in pain? - That's not the point.

LINDA: What is the point?

It was out of character for me to even ask.

I don't do that.

Especially at work.

Why do you think you did that?

[ticking continues]

I don't know.

Maybe I'm still sideways from being held hostage.

Or maybe, intentionally or not, you did want him

to reciprocate and ask you how you were doing.

EILEEN: Yeah, I don't think so.

Like I said, that's not like me.

♪

LINDA: People change.

Well, have you had any panic attacks lately?

♪

No. I haven't.

♪

[buzzer sounds]

ROZ: We listened to Gloria's voicemail on your phone.

She called from a different number

than the one Sylvie gave us.

ROZ: Do you know whose number this is?

[buzzer sounds, door clanks in distance]

It was hers.

Her other phone.

Sylvie was getting in her business.

She didn't want her to call me.

So she got a pay-as-you-go phone.

She had it for a few weeks before she died.

There's no record of this number in the police report.

Well, it's hers.

It was hers.

Mm.

You okay?

It sucks in here.

♪

I hate it.

My Change of Plea hearing is next week.

I thought I could just plead guilty and that would be it.

But Jimmy says I have to tell the judge

that I raped Gloria and that I beat her to death.

It's called an allocution.

Makes it really hard to claim your innocence later.

I never hurt her.

♪

But I can't get the deal unless I say I did.

That's messed up.

Yeah.

It is.

You believe me, right?

We're doing everything we can to find the truth.

I just told you the truth.

Claire, did you write that piece on the weeping spruce blight

- a couple of years ago? - CLAIRE: I did.

Uh, March, I think, 2018. Why?

Our big blue spruce seems to have contracted the blight.

The one in your backyard? [clicks tongue] Too bad.

My parents lost one of their spruces,

but they saved the other one with a fungicide.

If you need a rec, let me know.

A gang of yellow-rumped warblers hangs out in our spruce.

Colleen says the fungicide'll poison them.

I'm inclined to save the tree.

Flora or fauna. It's a Sophie's choice.

- I've never seen that movie. - It's a riot.

If I remember correctly, weeping spruce blight

is caused by a non-native species.

Non-native species. The root problems of all Alaska.

Roz Friendly, ladies and gentlemen.

To be fair, we were talking flora.

The fact still remains, doesn't it?

AUSTIN: Roz, coming in hot.

Whoa, is the copier fixed?

It is, in fact, working.

That's excellent.

But I used the last toner cartridge printing these.

- That's un-excellent. - Yeah.

Jindaháa and I are doing the MMIW database together.

Hey.

[whistles]

Yeah, so, these are the calls I transcribed off the tip line.

These are articles the paper ran about MMIW

over the past 15 years.

These are cases I pulled off of CourtView.

And all these boxes came to us from JCAN.

Alberta dropped them off yesterday.

How much have you entered into the spreadsheet already?

About this much.

[exhales sharply]

- We're gonna need some help. - Yeah. Lots.

EILEEN: All right, so, uh, Teletrove says

Gloria's burner was bought with cash

and it wasn't registered.

Since there's no name attached,

they won't turn over records to Sylvie as next-of-kin.

What about you?

I can't stop listening to her voicemail.

Gloria tells Toby that she loves him.

That doesn't sound like a woman

reaching out to a man who raped her.

And then there's the other voices.

Other voices?

It's faint, but you can hear men talking in the background.

GLORIA: Toby, answer your phone.

- [indistinct chatter] - Can't make out

what they're saying, but we need to know

- who they are. - GLORIA: I'm sorry

- for what I said. - Assuming it's not Toby.

- GLORIA: You know I love you. - We need a tech nerd.

- GLORIA: This place is bad. - I got a guy.

EILEEN: You do? In house?

No, strip mall.

A sound guy in this-- this strip mall?

Yeah, Al. He owns Al's Dank Buds.

Oh, this I gotta see.

Zach's entire extended family is in Chicago.

He'll have grandparents, aunts, uncles,

cousins his own age to play with.

But he won't have his father.

Ah, he'll come for a stretch in the summer.

A stretch?

This job will allow me to pay for a better life--

private school, plus savings for college.

A-- A house with a pool.

You know he's always wanted that.

You've always wanted that.

He has a great life here. He loves his school.

You wanna rip him away from all his friends?

Soccer, hockey?

They have those in Chicago, and at least

I'll be able to provide him with a safe environment.

What the hell does that mean?

Okay, let's keep it respectful.

Every time you have him,

you end up bringing him to that newsroom...

He loves that newsroom.

...where an armed gunman recently

held one of your colleagues hostage.

What kind of place is that for a child?

Are you kidding?

[scoffs]

♪

We have a custody agreement.

- [sighs] - MEDIATOR: You do.

But if we can't come to a compromise here,

it'll go back to the court.

And we all agreed we're trying to avoid that, right?

♪

EILEEN: First time I've been in here.

Yeah, not me.

[indistinct conversations]

♪

Hey, look at this.

Matanuska Thunderfunk.

- How good is this guy? - Good.

Weed's his business,

but this guy's a next-level audiophile.

I used him to dig out a bad recording a few years ago.

Groovy.

AL: Roz! Come on back.

♪

Who's she?

I'm Eileen. We're partners.

- Hi, Al. - Hi, Eileen.

- Any luck? - AL: Yeah.

I tried to filter out Gloria's voice

and amplify the background.

I also reduced the low frequencies.

They were distorting.

Anyway, take a listen.

[indistinct overlapping voices]

[distorted voice] Daddy, I wanna go.

Is that a kid?

[keys clicking]

[indistinct overlapping voices]

CHILD: Daddy, I wanna go.

- [key clicks] - That's a kid.

I can put an audio file of this on your phone.

Ezra Fisher said he left Skeeter's

to go get his son that night, but never went back.

If we can confirm that that's his kid,

then he didn't leave before Gloria.

And he loses his alibi.

- [knocks on door] Hey, Bob. - BOB: Hey.

Stanley said you have a contact at Teletrove Cellular.

Yeah, my buddy Gary is VP of Public Relations.

We founded the home brew collective

you've heard me reference--

Anchorage Yeasty Boys.

Yeah. Cool.

Uh, do you think that Gary could help us track down

the records for this number?

It was Gloria Nanmac's.

Happy to ask him.

Cheers. Appreciate it.

♪

[dogs barking in distance]

[doorbell rings]

ROZ: Taylor, I just have a few questions. It won't take long.

I don't want to talk to you.

Then don't. Just listen.

- You're gonna want to hear this. - What?

A voicemail Gloria Nanmac left

on someone's phone the night she died.

She was calling from this drug dealer's house--

Skeeter Redding.

[cellphone clicks]

CHILD: Daddy, I wanna go.

ROZ: Is that Jackson?

Because if it is, I'd like to talk to him.

You're not talking to my son.

He's 10. No way.

Taylor, please. If he was there--

He's got nothing to do with this.

You show up again, I call the cops.

Then can you at least tell me where Ezra is?

Yeah, I can. [scoffs]

Because I have to see him twice a week,

because I don't have full custody.

Because my case fell apart after your article

took down my prosecutor.

Taylor, I know this sucks,

but I don't want an innocent guy to go to jail.

He just got back into town.

He's laying fiber-optic cable over on Spenard.

Now unless you want to lose it, get your foot out of my door.

[door closes]

♪

Bunny, you're with me coding the ontology.

You have the conceptual schema?

It's mapped, but I'm still building the engine.

Erica, Trudy, you're both in charge

of the graphical user interface.

Marsha, you and I are doing data filing.

Our goal is a working beta to demo by this weekend.

[scoffs] Seriously?

We don't need full functionality,

- just proof of concept. - We can do it.

It's gonna take a few days.

We have a few days. And food.

- And coffee. - Life's essentials.

But we'll need to stay on this 'round the clock.

- Any conflicts? - Well, I have

my parameterized model

of sea-ice dynamics due in two days.

What's that, and due to who?

Well, it's a model that hindcasts and forecasts

sea-ice dynamics based on varying climate conditions,

- and it's due to NASA. - Wow.

- So you're that kind of smart. - JINDAHAÁA: She is.

- Can you do both? - Yeah.

I-I just wanted to be transparent.

Well, thank you so much for being here.

All of you, really.

This is very important, and it's so helpful.

And the clock is ticking, so let's go.

♪

Taylor listened to it. She recognized her kid's voice.

EILEEN: So Ezra lied about leaving Skeeter's

to pick up his kid?

ROZ: Yeah. And Jackson was with him, which is screwed up.

Sounds like he got back into town and is working on Spenard.

I'm gonna try and track him down.

Back in town from where?

Whatever village he was working in. Why?

W-- He was in Meade for work when Gloria disappeared, right?

- Installing high-speed Internet? - ROZ: Yeah.

And he's been all over the state for the job,

laying cables in lots of different villages, right?

Right. Yeah.

So we find out where he was when--

See if he hurt anyone else.

ROZ: Try to establish a pattern.

Talk later.

- Hey, Austin. - What's up?

Need a favor.

Can you pull the stories you've written about Denali Broadband

installing Internet service across the state?

Sure. For the Nanmac story?

Yeah. We're trying to track the movements of a guy

we think might be involved.

Okay. The articles don't usually mention the names

of the workers.

We're just looking for the dates

that Denali hired workers in various villages.

- Hard copies please? - Uh, printer's down,

but I'll pull clips from the archive.

Eileen, I heard back from my source at Teletrove.

He said the records are confidential.

Without a court order, he can't share them.

Sorry.

Maybe take another run at him.

His answer was pretty firm.

Well, no is easier than yes, right?

Give him another push. It's important.

YUNA: Hey.

Hey.

How did your custody mediation thing go this morning?

Wonderful. Smiles all around.

- That bad? - Yeah, kinda intense.

- Got in my head. - How so?

AUSTIN: I'm starting to wonder if maybe she's right.

Maybe Zach would be better off in Chicago.

More family. More opportunities.

He seems like a happy kid to me.

I know, right?

I mean, he is happy.

But he would be close to cousins.

Doesn't have any here. I mean, am I being selfish?

For not wanting to uproot Zach so your ex can get a better job?

No.

Okay, stop beating around the bush.

Tell me what you really think.

YUNA: I will.

Always.

Okay, this might not be appropriate

to say in the morgue, but that's hot.

[chuckles]

Oh, yeah?

You deserve better.

Do I?

Because I don't think-- I don't-- It doesn't--

♪

- [door closes] - AUSTIN: Okay.

You know I don't want to stop.

No.

To say it, as long as I've been thinking about

what kissing you would be like,

the kiss exceeded my imagination.

I mean, expectations can really bite you in the--

♪

Were you trying to shut me up?

There were just a lot of words falling out of your mouth.

You're a good person.

[laughs] I know.

To be continued.

♪

What?

♪

[train horn blows]

[crossing signal bell dinging]

ROZ: Ezra Fisher?

Do you remember me?

Are you kidding?

You took down Adam Barnett. You're my hero.

I'll buy you a drink anytime.

Maybe a rain check, but I got a couple questions for you.

EZRA: About what?

Do you remember that case I asked you about?

Gloria Nanmac?

They found her killer.

[wind whistling]

Oh, yeah?

ROZ: Yeah, an ex-boyfriend.

Guy named Toby Crenshaw.

He confessed.

I think I read something about that.

Took 'em long enough.

We're doing one last story on her just to wrap things up.

You said you saw Gloria that night at Skeeter's,

but you left before her to go get your kid, right?

Yeah, that's right.

I had to pick him up from the sitter.

And you never went back?

You never saw her again after that?

Yeah. No, never saw her.

S'too bad.

Maybe you can clear something up for us.

Gloria left a voicemail for a friend

at Skeeter's that night.

A kid's voice is in the background.

CHILD: Daddy, I wanna go.

That's Jackson, your son.

Taylor confirmed it.

♪

Why don't you tell me what you really did that night?

♪

You're not a cop.

I don't have to talk to you.

♪

♪

Hey.

Yeah, hey.

I found what you're looking for.

Over the past 10 years, Denali Broadband

has installed service in 27 villages across the state.

Thanks. Uh, so we call the police department

and see if there were any complaints against Ezra.

AUSTIN: A lot of those villages don't have police departments.

- What do you mean? - He means exactly that.

One in three villages don't have cops.

- That's insane. - ROZ: We call it Alaska.

If they're lucky, they'll have a VPO.

- What's a VPO? - Village Police Officer.

- Usually an underpaid... - AUSTIN: And undertrained.

...member of the community.

So, can we get in touch with these VPOs?

Yeah, probably. We can call the village stores.

VPOs generally post their phone number there.

Going deep. Good luck.

[ringing]

Doris Peal? Roz Friendly with The Daily Alaskan.

Wondering if you ever dealt with Ezra Fisher

between April and July 2016?

That's right-- Ezra Fisher.

Are you sure it doesn't ring a bell?

No, not Evan Kirshel. Ezra Fisher.

Yeah, he worked for Denali Broadband.

- Would've been in Nikolai... - You just started as VPO.

Did the old VPO keep any records?

- You sure? - Thank you.

We still got

- 12 villages to call. - [pen scratching]

It's a long shot, but maybe we'll get a hit.

[cellphone rings]

[cellphone clicks]

Eileen Fitzgerald.

WARD: Eileen, this is Andy Ward from The New York Times.

- Good time to talk? - Sure.

Uh, Andy, just give me a second.

I'm, uh, gonna go grab a coffee.

Do you want one?

I'm good.

What can I do for you, Andy?

WARD: Well, I've been following the work

you've been doing up there in Alaska.

- It's damn good. - Thanks.

We were all horrified by what happened to you, by the way.

I'm sure you read Bret Stephen's opinion piece

on violence against journalists.

EILEEN: I did. I sent him an e-mail.

Oh. Hopefully The Daily Alaskan

has beefed up their security system.

A little, but they don't really have

the budget for that kind of thing.

WARD: Not surprising, given the economic realities

of small city papers these days.

Which brings me to my point.

We'd like to offer you a job here at The Times.

Is that right?

WARD: You belong in New York, Eileen.

Have you checked in with New York about that?

[chuckles] I have.

And, uh, to be honest, I feel like Rushmi

let you down at The Vanguard, not the other way around.

WARD: That never would have happened here at The Times.

We would've been way ahead of it.

You belong on this stage.

EILEEN: I appreciate that, really.

But I'm-- I'm deep in a story I really care about here.

And the editor, he gave me a shot when no one else would.

Stanley Cornik, yeah.

Yeah, he's good. A pro.

But all due respect,

how much longer is he gonna be doing it?

Don't know. Haven't asked.

[chuckles] Okay, look,

I'm gonna text you a back-of-napkin offer.

It's healthy. Think about it.

WARD: It's a chance for you to tell the big stories

the way you want.

♪

Who was that?

EILEEN: Uh, New York friend.

Did you forget your coffee?

Yep. Any updates?

ROZ: Yeah, I got a hit.

VPO in Tuxecan remembers Ezra.

- Where's Tuxecan? - Southeast.

He was seeing a local girl there.

Um, Julie. Beat her up.

The VPO called the Troopers and they charged him.

EILEEN: Charged him?

Why don't we see it on his sheet?

Can we talk to the victim?

VPO said Julie won't talk to strangers on the phone.

Well, does this VPO have a name?

Um, Sadie.

We going to Tuxecan?

Feels like it.

ROZ: Stanley's gonna push back on the cost.

Any chance you could ask the poet pilot?

Yeah. I could.

Really?

Yeah. Really.

What's up?

I'm wrestling with a dilemma.

Oh. You know I like me a dilemma.

[sighs]

Lay it on me.

I worry sometimes that I, professionally,

am too observant of common social mores,

too considerate of other people's feelings.

To the detriment of your work, you're saying?

Yes.

Would I be a better journalist if I were more...

morally flexible?

More...

Like Eileen?

[sighs]

She and Roz need something for the Gloria Nanmac story,

something important.

If I asked Eileen for something, she would get it.

My friend Gary won't help, and I could press him...

Mm.

Do you think this is something Gary could do for you?

Yes. I do.

It would be unpleasant for him, but it's doable.

So maybe dip your toe in the pushy waters,

see what it feels like.

[sighs]

♪

[dog barks]

Hey, hey, hey! No complaining.

These-- These are friends of mine.

We're reporters. We've heard worse.

Much, but the tail is new.

It's a nice day, huh?

Yeah. It is.

Do you guys ever hang out on terra firma, or just up here?

What is wrong with up here?

What are you, an altitudist, Roz?

Sounds like it. She's a Planet Earther.

[chuckles] No judgment.

Just trying to get a vector on things.

"Vector." Very nice.

Very nice.

Felt pretty good about it, myself.

How hard is it to learn how to fly?

It's surprisingly not that hard.

I mean, if you have the--

you know, you have the right teacher.

Are you, uh-- Are you a little fly-curious?

Maybe.

Do you ever just fly to fly?

All the time.

If I'm ever stuck with my writing or my life,

I come up here, let it all go.

Kawdigoo.

What's that mean?

"The water has settled clear."

When life gets tangled, you follow the river

until the chaos falls away.

Kawdigoo.

I like that.

Does the chaos fall away?

Every single time.

Oh.

Just to say it, if you guys ever do take your show

to Planet Earth, I'll totally support it.

♪

SADIE: You must be the reporters from The Daily Alaskan.

We are. Sadie Quinn?

Yeah, it's me. Welcome to Tuxecan.

You must be Roz.

- ROZ: Yeah. This is Eileen. - Hi.

We gotta go, if you don't mind. I just got a call.

Some guy's shooting up a house.

Need to make sure he doesn't hurt someone.

- [gunshot] - SADIE: Ah, Jonah.

What the hell's he doing?

- [gunshot] - Morris!

SADIE: Oh, Jesus.

Does someone live here?

No one.

The former owner, Morris, he died a year ago.

It's been empty since. You two mind staying in the truck?

- Not at all. - [Jonah shouting in distance]

Do you have a gun?

Town can't afford to insure me for one when I'm on the clock.

JONAH: Morris!

Ain't that a twist?

[gunshot]

Morris!

[cellphone chimes]

[shouting continues]

Morris!

SADIE: Come on. Let's go back to town.

EILEEN: What is she doing?

Hugging an angry man with a gun.

As one does.

♪

[vehicle door closes]

All good?

Mostly.

Jonah's off his meds.

He and Morris were friends and he's angry at Morris for dying.

That's really heartbreaking.

Sounds like a job for a professional psychologist.

Well, he had to settle for this amateur one.

EILEEN: Jack-of-all-trades.

SADIE: I do my best.

What are the cots for?

SADIE: Anyone who needs a safe place to sleep.

Do, uh, people just call you when they need help?

Who else are they gonna call?

EILEEN: 911?

If you call 911 out here,

you get transferred to a 1-800 number

which then connects you to a call center way up in Wasilla.

Wasilla? That's, um...

That's like calling Miami to get the police

to come out in Chicago.

That's Alaska.

BOB: Gary?

GARY: Bob?

What are you doing here?

I need to talk to you, Gary.

Is this about the phone records?

C'mon, Bob. I told you my hands are tied.

You got time for a beer?

I have a new malted barley brown roast

that's very toasty and rich.

That's kind of you, Gary, but this visit's all business.

At my home?

BOB: You didn't call me back.

[Gary sighs]

I can't give you those phone records.

A leak like that could get me fired.

I wouldn't be asking if it wasn't important, Gary.

You wouldn't be breaking anyone's confidence.

The owner of the phone passed away.

A murder victim, actually.

It could help bring her killer to justice.

You should do this, Gary.

I'm done with this, Bob.

Please leave.

Now.

[sighs]

You know, we did a reader survey recently

tracking customer satisfaction

of Alaskan cellphone providers.

Guess who came in dead last?

Teletrove.

♪

I'm just following the rules.

I'll pass that along to Gloria Nanmac's mother,

who's desperately hoping to find out

who killed her daughter before she succumbs to cancer.

You can't put that on me.

We're prepared to publish an article

detailing Teletrove's failure to respond to consumer complaints.

But I'd much rather write an article

about how some unnamed Teletrove Cellular executive

did the right thing and helped solve a murder.

You're kinda being a dick, Bob.

BOB: I know.

But if I'm being honest, I don't see any other way.

I met Ezra at Crystal's, a bar in town.

The whole village was excited

about finally getting high-speed Internet.

People were always buying the Denali guys cocktails.

He was fun...

at first.

What changed?

Sometimes when he drank, he turned mean.

Didn't really bother me at first.

I was kinda wild back then myself.

When did he hurt you?

One night, he just... snapped.

Beat me up pretty bad.

I played dead to survive, and then when he passed out,

I crawled over here.

When I got over there, Mr. Fisher was still passed out,

so I restrained him.

♪

Troopers came the next morning.

They arrested him and took him to the courthouse in Sunrise.

Did the DA ever call you?

JULIE: Never heard from them.

Next thing I knew, the charges were dropped and he was gone.

Do you have any other pictures or notes

or evidence in that drawer?

I keep notes on everything that happens.

♪

We need to figure out what happened

at the courthouse in Sunrise.

How far away is it?

60 miles or so.

I'm happy to drive you.

[brakes squeak]

We keep all our local records on... there.

Go ahead. Just type in a name.

[keyboard keys clacking]

[computer beeps]

That was quick. There it is.

EILEEN: Felony assault and domestic violence.

April 2018. Ezra Fisher.

It's just like Sadie and Julie described it,

so why haven't we seen this before?

Excuse me?

Why isn't this charge on CourtView?

Let me see.

Oh, that's because the DA dropped the charge

a month and a half later.

So? It should still be available on CourtView.

Not true. A few years back, the--

they passed a law that prohibits us

from publishing domestic violence or other charges

that were dropped or dismissed.

Including sexual assault?

Yeah.

I guess the thinking behind it is, one false accusation

can ruin a guy's life, you know?

Ezra could've been stopped if this information was available.

So the only clue that Ezra has a history

of violently attacking women is hidden on this one computer.

The question is how many other charges

against violent abusers are hidden in dusty courthouses?

Why does it smell vaguely exotic in here?

Did you bring that ferret back?

No. They've been here since yesterday.

EILEEN: Well, I admire the dedication.

CLAIRE: Yeah, very curious to see what it's gonna yield.

- How'd it go in Tuxecan? - Good.

And bad, depending on your point of view.

Listen to this.

So, I made some calls to some of the other courts

after Roz told me what happened in Sunrise,

and they all said they couldn't give me

the information over the phone.

- Why not? - It's policy.

You have to ask for the records in person.

Obviously, we can't fly to every village and do that.

So what's the workaround?

AUSTIN: Well, I called the people from each of the villages

who sent in tips about missing relatives.

They were more than happy to make the requests for me.

- And? - [cellphone chimes]

And I got two more DV charges against your boy, Ezra.

One dropped, one dismissed.

So neither charges were ever made public.

So it's a pattern of violent behavior

that's been virtually erased from the system.

Listen, I gotta deal with this.

- Thanks, Austin. - Yeah!

Maybe I should take another shot at Taylor before we go to print.

Yeah. Good. The new information on Ezra might be enough

to make her reconsider and let us talk to her kid.

Hey. Um...

Look, I'm--

I'm so sorry about how contentious

our last mediation session was.

I know you care about Zach's safety as much as I do.

Yeah.

You know, there are crazy people with guns in Chicago, too.

Yeah. I know. You're right.

But there's also newspapers there as well.

And magazines and even TV stations.

- Anna... - Zach needs his father,

but his father doesn't need to be in Alaska.

Not forever.

Right?

Just come, okay?

Get your own place.

Be a journalist, be a father.

You can do those things in Chicago,

and we can give Zach the life he deserves.

Think about it?

I don't have to.

Zach has a good life here, a unique life,

and he loves it.

And I have a life here that I love.

You're the only one who's dissatisfied with Alaska,

but I am not going to willingly uproot myself or Zach.

♪

Okay. Well, then, I guess I will see you in court.

[doorbell rings]

ROZ: Taylor, please, just hear me out.

I'm sick of you. Just leave me alone.

He's hurt other women!

Three that I know of so far.

Four if you include Gloria.

How come I don't know about this?

Because Alaska's more worried about protecting

the reputation of abusers than the safety of their victims.

♪

This is Julie from Tuxecan after Ezra was through with her.

Tuxecan?

He worked there for a few months.

Yeah, I remember.

This is hard. I get it.

But it's real,

and we need to figure this out together.

I need to talk to Jackson.

Please.

Hi, Jackson. I'm Roz.

Hi.

I want to talk to you about something very important.

But first, I want you to know you're not in any trouble, okay?

- Are you the police? - No.

I'm a reporter for The Daily Alaskan.

Kinda like the guy on your shirt.

He works for the Daily Bugle, right?

Yeah, but he's a photographer, not a reporter.

Good point.

Do you remember visiting your dad up in Meade two years ago?

Did he take you to a grown-up party?

You can tell us the truth. I won't be mad.

Did he ask you to not tell anyone?

Yeah.

♪

Jackson, do you remember this woman?

She used crutches.

TAYLOR: Do you remember her, honey?

♪

Do you know what happened to her that night?

I think she got hurt.

Daddy had to drive her home.

She was sleeping.

Were you with them when he drove her home?

No.

He-- He left me at the party.

Are you sure?

Is that true?

He told me not to tell anyone.

He said I'd get in trouble.

You're not in trouble, Jacks.

You're not.

♪

ROZ: DA David. Got a minute?

Ms. Friendly.

If this is about Toby Crenshaw, I have no comment.

It's not about Toby. It's about Ezra Fisher.

He was a person of interest in the Gloria Nanmac case.

Yeah, I know. He had a solid alibi.

Ezra was arrested three times

for felony domestic assault around the state.

Because of Rule 40, those arrests were never made public.

We pulled the records from the villages.

Like I said, Mr. Fisher had an alibi

for the night Gloria Nanmac went missing.

That alibi fell apart.

We just talked to his 10-year-old son,

and he told us that Ezra left Clarence Redding's

the night Gloria went missing.

He said she was sleeping.

Even if it's true-- and testimony from children

is historically unreliable--

all it proves is that Ezra left a location with Gloria.

You're not gonna do anything about it?

I have a signed confession from Toby Crenshaw.

That's a hell of a lot more convincing than three arrests

that resulted in not one prosecution of Ezra Fisher.

What if we write an article

about how Rule 40 protects domestic abusers?

That's wildly inaccurate.

Is it? Under Rule 40, if charges against an alleged abuser

get dropped or dismissed,

the courts don't have to log those arrests

into the statewide database.

Men accused of violent crimes are hiding in plain sight.

Like Ezra.

So a prosecutor in Anchorage would have no idea

if a suspect in Scammon Bay or Russian Mission

had been charged with assault.

Innocent until proven guilty.

It would be highly prejudicial to leave an arrest

on someone's record if charges are dropped.

It's also highly prejudicial to charge the wrong man

with Gloria Nanmac's murder.

Toby's taking a plea in less than a week.

Off the record, the Governor is satisfied

that justice is being served, and so am I.

This train has left the station.

Goodbye.

- Fill me in. - EILEEN: The good news is,

we're pretty sure we know who killed Gloria.

The bad news is, it's not the guy going to prison.

EILEEN: And we can't do a damn thing about it.

Ezra was right. We're not the cops.

We can't touch him.

Our stories aren't moving the needle.

Toby's rotting in jail, and the DA won't listen to us.

STANLEY: He may not be listening,

but the rest of the state is.

Whether you realize it or not,

you're having a dialogue with Alaskans.

The truth is a slow bullet.

Don't stop.

Go. Write your story.

EILEEN: This reads well.

Yeah, it's good.

Uh, few small things.

Check it.

You okay?

I hate it when I lose faith in what we're doing.

Well, Alaska's a good place to lose it, for what it's worth.

Does that mean you're gonna take the job

at The New York Times?

If I'm being honest, I haven't decided.

ROZ: Well, if I'm being honest, I'd want redemption, too.

After what you went through,

walking into The New York Times, everyone watching...

I do like the idea of punching cancel culture in the face.

So I came clean.

Your turn.

You taking the WaPo offer?

How'd you know?

EILEEN: They called me as a reference.

Well, at least someone's paying attention to our stories.

So? You going?

I haven't decided either.

Getting an offer from The Washington Post

ain't no small feat.

It's impressive.

And deserved.

I suppose so.

I always thought I'd jump at it, but now... I don't know.

How you gonna decide?

Guess I'm waiting for a sign?

EILEEN: Let me know when you see it.

- [door opens] - GABRIEL: Sorry to barge in,

but we have something we want to show you.

Hi, everyone.

Well, first, I want to thank Jindaháa

and his talented and generous friends

for putting in the time to help with this project.

And of course, we wouldn't be standing here

if it weren't for Eileen and Roz's MMIW series.

So, here goes.

For context, I have to point out that Alaska Native women

experience the highest rate of sexual assault

of any demographic in the United States.

This is the first case we entered.

We all know her by now.

Gloria.

These women went missing in the last year.

This is the past five years.

♪

10 years.

♪

15 years.

In the past 100 years,

literally thousands of Native women have disappeared.

Still today, in 2023,

at least one woman goes missing weekly from Anchorage alone.

♪

Extraordinary work.

♪

BOB: Special delivery.

Is this what I think it is?

The records for Gloria's burner phone.

Thanks, Bob.

How'd you get your pal to change his mind?

I channeled my inner Fitzgerald.

[chuckles] That sounds painful.

It was, a little.

But it worked.

Thank you.

♪

Look at the date of the last call she made.

November 30th, to 911.

She disappeared the 28th.

Sylvie reported her missing the next morning.

If Ezra left Gloria on the tundra

on the night of the 28th,

she was alive for at least two more days.

So while the police refused to search for her,

while they did absolutely nothing--

Gloria was making desperate calls, including one to 911.

There has to be a recording.

And we gotta hear it.

♪

♪ Into the fire♪

♪ Feel more alive than I've ever been♪

♪ Heart of a fighter♪

♪ Made in the flames♪

♪ I know when I get to the other side♪

♪

♪ I'll be better for it♪