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STANLEY:
Previously on Alaska Daily...

Ezra Fisher?

Can I speak with you?

What's this about?

Gloria Nanmac.

- Yeah? I remember Gloria.
- You knew her?

Last place she was known
to be alive

was at a house belonging
to Clarence Redding.

Skeeter. Yeah. I know him.

If you were looking for drugs

or just about anything else,
you'd go to Skeeter's.

YUNA: How did your custody
mediation thing go this morning?

- Kinda intense.
- You deserve better.

Do I?

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

JUDGE MATHIS:
Good morning, Mr. Crenshaw.

You're being charged with
murder in the first degree

in the death of Gloria Nanmac.
How do you plead?

Not guilty, Your Honor.

Look, Toby's case isn't unusual.

The cops get a young guy
in the box without a lawyer,

he's pressured into confessing
and signing a statement.

ROZ: Does that mean
you're gonna take the job

at The New York Times?

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

Your turn. Getting an offer

from The Washington Post
ain't no small feat.

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

Special delivery. The records
for Gloria's burner phone.

Look at the date
of the last call she made.

To 911.

There has to be a recording.

And we gotta hear it.

♪

DISPATCHER:
911, what's your emergency?

GLORIA: Help.

Please help.

DISPATCHER:
Ma'am, I can't hear you.

GLORIA: I don't want to die.

DISPATCHER:
Can you tell me your name?

Gloria. My name is Gloria.

DISPATCHER:
Where are you, Gloria?

Are you alone?

GLORIA [distorted]:
I don't know.

Ezra, please...

[click]

She said "Ezra."

You're sure this date
is correct?

Yeah, if that's what it says,
that's what it is.

That was more than 24 hours
after she was reported missing.

How could she have survived
out on the tundra

with all those injuries?

ROZ: Maybe that old boat
where they found her,

maybe she used it for shelter.

Why didn't anyone look for her?

We never got her location.

You're 911. Isn't it your job
to figure it out?

This call came
from Meade, right?

That's 500 miles from here,

and we cover five times
that square mileage every day.

Over that distance, the call
gets relayed so many times,

we lose the location data.

Didn't the previous governor
have a plan to fix that?

Yeah, that's been
the promise for years,

but getting a promise
from the governor

and funds from the state
are two very different things.

Cops in Meade never heard
this recording, did they?

I can almost guarantee it.

♪

♪

[car door opens]

[exhaling sharply]

[engine starts]

She said "Ezra." No question.

But with no context.

But we do know
he left the party with her.

He was the last one
to see her alive.

Well, still, the recording
doesn't link him to her murder.

So what do we do?

We should report on this,

see if it shakes
something loose.

We'll say that
newly released 911 records

reveal that Gloria was alive

for more than a day
after she went missing.

The lack of spending
on the village infrastructure

is the reason why she
couldn't reach the Meade cops.

If she had, they could have
saved her life.

[sighs]

Do we drop Ezra's name?

Yeah. We'll print
the recordings.

Public record.

Wish we had more.

I asked Gabriel to call
the other numbers

on Gloria's phone.

We'll see if that
gives us something.

It better.
Toby's hearing is in two days.

Hey. Did you get that list
of family law firms I sent you?

I did, thanks.

I got a meeting on the books
with Lisa Battle,

mostly 'cause I liked the name.

[both chuckle]

Hey, um,

I got a call from Marcilena
from The Wasilla Gazette.

- You know her?
- Yeah, I do.

Marci's cool. Good reporter.

- What does she want?
- To meet.

Sounded urgent.

More layoffs.

Ah, could be, yeah.

Hey, you want me
to pick you something up?

No, it's okay.
I brought my own lunch.

Oh. Brown bagging it.

Respect.

All right, see you in a bit.

[telephone ringing]

It's happening, isn't it?

Totally happening.

I knew it was happening.

- [laughs]
- I'm kvelling.

Wait, hold on. How do we kvell?

Wait, what's kvell?

You kvell when something
makes you proud and happy.

- It's from Yiddish.
- Oh, yeah.

I'm not sure if we can say that
without being Jewish.

I'm pretty sure
anyone can kvell.

I don't know.
I dated this guy from Iceland.

He was nearly destroyed
for saying he wanted a siesta.

He was always tired.

So I can't kvell anymore?

Why can't you kvell?

Apparently because
I'm not Jewish.

Oh, you can kvell all you want.

- What are you kvelling about?

- Nothing.
- Nothing.

Oh, well, carry on kvelling.

Just no kvetching.

But not because
it's appropriating.

I just don't like complainers.

Copy that.

Yuna, have you filed
the school voucher story?

I did. Just waiting on
some fact-checking questions.

Okay, but you're late, right?

- Right.
- When in doubt, leave it out.

Get the damn story in.

That's not about you.

How you doing, Bob?

I'm okay. Why?

Just checking in.

If this is about Yuna,
she needs to respect deadlines.

This isn't the first time
she's blown through one.

Okay, but we all miss deadlines.

Maybe we shouldn't.

Maybe this place would be
in better shape if we didn't.

Just 'cause
the world's falling apart

doesn't mean
we don't have a job to do.

Is it? Falling apart?

[cellphone vibrating]

I have to take this.
If you'll excuse me.

Sure.

But if you need...
anything, just ask.

♪

[vibrating stops]

[sighs]

♪

I appreciate you meeting me
on such short notice.

Yeah, what's going on?

You think you can put in a word
at The Daily Alaskan?

I need a job.

You know, I gotta be honest,

it's pretty tight
at the Alaskan right now.

I thought you guys
were doing okay.

Yeah, I thought so, too,
but, um,

half the newsroom
got axed this morning.

My God.

Yeah, I mean, nobody was
getting rich or anything,

but they gathered us together
this morning

and told us
the paper's been sold.

- To who?
- They wouldn't say.

Just, "We're sold."

Then they pulled half of us
into the conference room

to tell us-- as a group--

we were being laid off,
effective immediately.

- Classy.
- [chuckles dryly] Yeah.

Uh, was it Horizon Capital,
by chance?

They tried to buy us.

You know, I--

I don't know. Um, listen,

I don't mean to be pushy,
but could you ask today?

I mean, I've got a kid
and a mortgage,

and... I'm worried.

I'll ask as soon as I'm back.
I promise.

And, Marci,

I'm sorry.

Thanks.

That's good.

Uh, lose that, I think.

ROZ: Yeah.

Good. Done.

Great. Send it to Stanley.

Tell him to give us
a strong headline.

We need to grab eyes.

Like 911 is broke as hell
and killing people?

Something like that.

Hey, I think I got a hit
on those phone numbers

you asked me to check
from Gloria's phone.

- Yeah?
- Yeah, so most of them
are names you've reported on--

Alice, Toby Crenshaw, Gallahorn,

but this number is
for a Clarence Redding.

I didn't know that name.

Holy crap.

- Holy crap good?
- Holy crap very good.

We know Clarence Redding.

Yeah, we do.

We call him Skeeter.

♪

[line ringing]

SARAH: Hello?

Oh, um, I'm sorry.

Uh, I thought this was
Skeeter's number?

This is his old number.
Who's this?

Uh, my name is Roz Friendly.

This is the only number I had.

I live in Anchorage,
and I thought

that I saw him
on the street the other day.

Yeah, he lives there now.

Well, in Palmer.

You from Meade?

No. Um, Southeast.

Is this his sister?

His niece.

Sarah.

Hey, Sarah.

Do you have his new number?

I'd love to reach out.

I would, but Skeeter told me

not to pass on his new number

when he gave me his phone.

I get that. Sure.

Well, if you talk to him,
let him know Roz said hi.

It was really nice to see him,

and, uh, you have my number
if you'd like to give it to him.

Okay.

Bye, Sarah. Have a great day.

You, too.

Should I have told her
I was a reporter?

Mm, wouldn't have helped.
You played it well.

[inhales deeply]

[cellphone chimes]

It's her.

"You sounded nice."

[cellphone chimes]

We have his number
and his address.

Like I said, you played it well.

Let's go to Palmer.

♪

Can I help you?

Hi, there.
Uh, Roz Friendly,

Eileen Fitzgerald
with The Daily Alaskan.

Are you Skeeter?

I go by Clarence now.

We can talk outside.

We were hoping to talk to you
about a woman

we're reporting on,
Gloria Nanmac.

Do you remember her?

Yeah. I do.

Several people we talked to
placed her

at your house
the night she went missing.

Is that true?

[sighs]

Why are you asking
about Gloria?

Thought they got Toby Crenshaw
for her murder.

Isn't that all over?

We're just filling out
a timeline for a story.

Just tying up
loose ends.

Yeah.
She came by that night.

Bunch of other people, too.

Including Ezra Fisher?

Yeah, he was there.

Was his son, Jackson,
there, too?

[exhales deeply]

Yeah.

♪

Ezra told us that he left
your house that night

to get Jackson
and never came back.

Why would he lie
about that?

Yeah, um,
I don't know.

It was a long time ago.

Hard to remember everything,
you know?

Do you remember
what happened to your home?

'Cause we couldn't find it.

I sold it
to my buddy's brother.

He put it on a sled
and moved it down to Nasiq,

next village over.

Why did you leave Meade
so quickly

after Gloria disappeared?

Nancy got pregnant.

She wanted to leave,
so we did.

Look, I...
[sighs]

They changed my life.

I'm not that guy anymore.

I believe that.

But Toby Crenshaw is about
to go to prison for a long time,

and we both know
he didn't kill Gloria.

Are you okay with that?

Uh, I just...

I'm done
talking about this.

Just leave me alone.

♪

He knows more than
he's telling us.

Yeah.

- ROZ: So we come back?
- We have to.

Excuse me.

Are you the ones that wrote
that article today?

About the 911 recordings?

Yeah. We did.

♪

NANCY: Just tell them, Clarence.

♪

Look, you got a-a good life
here, Clarence.

I understand why you left
your crowd back in Meade,

but, you know,
if you know anything

about what happened to Gloria,
you're gonna screw all this up.

NANCY: Just tell them.

Just tell us what?

She said Ezra's name
in the 911 recording.

They're going to get him.

CLARENCE: Stop it.

I'm no lawyer,
but if you know something

and you come clean, there's
always a deal to be made.

I don't need a deal.

ROZ: You sure about that?

You could go to the DA,

ask for immunity in exchange
for your testimony.

But if Ezra talks first
and throws you under the bus,

it's gonna be bad.

NANCY: Tell them.

You shouldn't have to keep
his secrets anymore.

♪

Ezra left his kid in my bedroom

when he took off with Gloria,
and she was pretty out of it.

Where did they go?

CLARENCE: I don't know.

He said he was just
dropping her home,

but he didn't come back
for hours,

and when he did, he told me
to start a burn barrel.

What did he want to burn?

A bag of clothes,
uh, his clothes.

Was he wearing different clothes
when he came back to your house?

He changed. Yeah.

He told me that he'd kill me
if I told anyone.

And then he left
with Jackson.

So you burned his stuff
and went to bed?

Yeah.

But, um...

not everything burned.

What didn't burn?

I figured I needed
some kind of security.

So I hid them in the house.

In the house we couldn't find?

What didn't burn, Clarence?

♪

[breathes shakily]

♪

STANLEY: I'll be blunt.

You're screwing me here.

Getting things to you that early
is deeply problematic.

- Stanley, I realize--
- STANLEY: To state the obvious,

we're the biggest
printing job in Anchorage.

So, why is this happening?

There's a new player
in town.

They have lots of money
and lots of demands.

- Who is this new player?
- I can't say.

Not until the deal
is closed.

I'm sorry, Stanley.

You've always been
a good partner,

but it's just
too much money.

[sighs] Hmm.

CLAIRE:
Who's taking our 9:00 p.m.?

I'm trying to find out.

A 7:00 p.m. print deadline means
we have to file at 3:00 p.m.

We won't be able to report
half the day's news.

Yeah. We'll be in trouble.

I mean, why would they...

We've been the only daily paper
in this town since--

Since the last daily paper
went out of business?

- Is there a new daily paper?
- Apparently.

They're gonna try and poach
our public notices and inserts.

Not to mention,
if they do have deep pockets,

they can subsidize their losses
and bleed us dry.

I just saw Marci
from The Wasilla Gazette.

She said they got bought.

- By who?
- She didn't know.

Circle back with her.

See if she knows
anything else.

AUSTIN: Will do.

CLAIRE: There was a group
out of Juneau

sniffing around the paper
a few years ago,

funded by that guy who owns
the Heavy Equipment chain.

Yeah.
Uh, Victor Bernard?

Yeah. That's him.

Bernard.
Bad dude.

- Yuna, look into it.
- Okay.

I've known Frank Lester
for years.

- I'll give him a call.
- Who's that?

Editor of the Gazette.

- I'll put out some feelers too.
- Okay.

- Let me know if I can help.
- STANLEY: Yeah.

♪

[clattering]

♪

You seeing this, ladies?

We're seeing it.

♪

McKENNA: Two crutches.

I'll hand them off
to Trooper Wilson.

He'll keep
chain of custody intact,

bring them to Anchorage.

Quyanaq, Chief.

Absolutely. Quyanaq.

Glad I could be of help.

The proverbial smoking crutches.

Right.

Skeeter was on the record, right?

He was.

How long before Toby Crenshaw's
plea change hearing?

36 hours.

We need to publish again,
try and move the needle.

- Definitely.
- Okay, what do we have?

We have Clarence saying
that Ezra left with Gloria

and returned hours later
with her crutches

and wearing different clothes.

After Ezra threatened him,

Clarence burned the clothes
that Ezra was wearing that night

and hid Gloria's crutches
in the wall of his house.

It's him, Stanley.

Ezra killed Gloria.

He did. We got him.

Write it up.

♪

Thanks, Frank.

And thanks for calling me back.

I know it's a tough time.

The Gazette deserves better.

You deserve better.

Take care.

[sighs]

Hey.

Did you follow up with Marci?

AUSTIN: I did.
She didn't know anything else.

- Mm.
- Said the vibe's really weird.

A lot of rumors swirling.

Nothing about Victor Bernard?

AUSTIN: No.
Well, at least not yet.

I did a deeper dive on him.

He's scary.

He got indicted twice
on racketeering charges.

Yep. That's who we want running
a daily newspaper.

I just heard Victor's in D.C.
right now.

I wonder if that has something
to do with the sale.

- YUNA: Mm.
- BOB: Well, if it's Victor,
he's got big plans.

I just got off the phone
with Frank Lester.

And?

Not only is the new owner
rebranding the Gazette,

they're expanding.

Wait, so they're
laying people off,

but they're expanding?

With who?

Frank didn't know.

How does the editor not know
who's buying them?

Because he was fired.

He got canned, too?

- Who replaced him? Does he know?
- Oh, he knows.

Dennis Gibson is replacing him.

Dennis Gibson?!

He's a blogger, not an editor.

And he hates us.
All he does is attack us.

Well, he's about to have
a much larger platform

from which to do so.

[buzzer]

So... Ezra did it?

We think so.

Yes.

So can I go?

No, Toby, you-- you can't go.

But I'm not gonna have to change
my plea to guilty, right?

This guy Ezra did it.
They're gonna let me out.

You're sure as hell
not gonna plead guilty,

but whatever happens
is gonna take a minute.

I don't understand.

The DA has to be willing to act
on Clarence Redding's statement

and the evidence found
in his house.

JIMMY:
We need the DA to believe

that he can build
a winnable case against Ezra.

- But...
- You signed a confession.

That's a cakewalk for them.

The DA is lazy.

We have to make it easy
for them.

JIMMY:
But here's the good news.

Our reporter friends here
have dug up

a lot of reasonable doubt.

So if they don't charge
Ezra Fisher and exonerate you,

we'll have to go to trial,
but now,

we have a pretty good chance
of getting an acquittal.

A good chance?

But what about bail?

I can't stay
in here anymore.

Can you get me out
on bail?

Not without a hearing.
But I...

Look, I can file for one.
It's just...

It's gonna take a minute.

♪

The Eagle has totally
revamped their site.

None of those small,
niche ads

for apocalypse supplies
or whatever.

Some major legit
advertisers now.

It has begun.

- The rise of Dennis Gibson.
- Hmm.

No wonder he's been
dodging my calls.

He's too big for us now.

How did you find out
where he lives?

We do book club
at his house.

[chuckles]

Roz.
Uh, she had it.

Paid him a visit while Eileen
and Gabriel were held hostage.

Mm.

And here we are.

[gearshift clanks]

♪

[engine starts]

♪

YUNA: And there goes Dennis.

♪

On it.

♪

What's he doing?

Yeah, why's he doing it here?

YUNA: These are the old
Harlan Oil offices.

AUSTIN: Yeah.

Do you want
to approach him?

Let's give it a minute.

Curious.

Your story's number three
and climbing.

People are reading it.

ROZ: Let's hope the DA has.

Did you e-mail him?

And everyone else
in his office.

Hey, there are people gathering
outside the DA's office.

- Demonstration?
- Looks that way.

I'm heading that direction.
I'll take a look.

Maybe I'll give him a call,
see if he wants to comment

- on the growing foot traffic.
- Good idea.

Anything to keep
the pressure on.

We gotta flush him out.

DA just announced
a press conference.

- Consider him flushed.
- [taps wall]

♪

- [camera shutters clicking]
- The State of Alaska

has decided to drop
the charges

of murder
in the first degree,

sexual assault
in the first degree,

and aggravated assault
against Toby Crenshaw.

Ezra Fisher of Anchorage
was arrested a few minutes ago

for the murder
of Gloria Nanmac.

Now, Governor Thacker would like
to make a brief statement.

Good afternoon.

I can say with certainty that
Alaska is safer for all women

since the arrest
of Ezra Fisher.

The system may be imperfect,
but today, it worked.

To see it continue working,
the Department of Public Safety

will be put under review,
and adjustments will be made.

But I want to make one thing
very clear...

Thacker found
his scapegoat.

GOVERNOR THACKER: ...that
suggestions from the media

over the past few months
that the State of Alaska

is somehow responsible
for the death of Gloria Nanmac

are both false
and offensive.

It's fake news, folks.

The truth is, Ezra Fisher
and Ezra Fisher alone

killed Gloria,
and for that, he will pay.

- [reporters clamoring]
- No questions at this point.

MAN: Governor!

This guy.

- Yeah.
- Let's file this.

♪

[taps arm]

I like stakeouts
with you.

Do we have
to tell Stanley?

You mean
that we're involved?

There are rules
about this stuff.

I mean, are we supposed
to inform HR?

That's only if there's
a power differential.

Is there?

I mean, I am a bit
senior to you,

but we're both reporters,

and you do scare
the hell out of me.

Fear is good.

Keeps things honest.

Well, definitely gonna tell HR
you said that.

You do,
and I'll destroy you.

- [truck door opens]
- [gasps]

Look.

AUSTIN: Okay.
Here we go.

♪

Well, cue the bad-guy music.

♪

No...

Way.

[cellphone rings]

Hey, Stanley.

Are you still
in Anchorage?

AARON: Yeah, I had some work
to finish up. What's up?

We just found out who's
financing the new daily in town.

It's your father.

♪

My father?

He's merging
the Anchorage Eagle Blog

with The Wasilla Gazette,

and they're setting up
their new office

in the old Harlan Oil building.

Aaron, I'd like to believe

that this is
just business, but--

AARON: It's not.

It's personal.

If I know my father,
he's gonna come after us

with everything he's got.

That's how he works.

You cut him, he destroys you.

Understood.

♪

Thanks for calling, Stanley.

STANLEY: You got it.

♪

♪

What's up?

They freed Toby
and arrested Ezra.

Why don't I feel any better?

They're just symptoms,
not the disease.

We're not done yet.

♪

So, the moment of truth.

Are you staying or going?

Anchorage or New York?

You first.

I'm staying.

The Post is a great paper.
Love to live in D.C.

But this is my community.

I still have a lot
of work to do here.

The Alaskan is lucky
to have you.

Your turn.

♪

[cellphone chimes]

EILEEN:
Saved by the DM.

And it's a doozy.

From someone called
"Disillusioned."

"You've shined a light in dark
places, but you're not done yet.

LRS192. Happy hunting."

- LRS192? What the hell's that?
- [cellphone keyboard clicking]

Um, all I'm getting is
waste management,

health services...

road services.

Ask them what we missed.

"What do you mean,
we're not done yet?

What did we miss?"

[cellphone chimes]

"They knew what to do.
They just didn't do it."

Who's they?

EILEEN: "Who is they?"

[cellphone chimes]

"Do your job. Investigate."

♪

Listen up, gang.

Does anyone know
what LRS192 means?

Competition
or a riddle?

ROZ: Both. Anyone?

LRS192.

Legislative
Research Services.

Ugh.
I hate not winning.

They publish reports
for the Alaska Legislature.

- Michael for the win.
- He's right.

Damn you, Michael.

Anyone know where
those records are kept?

The Legislative Information
Office on Minnesota and Benson.

ROZ: Got it.
Thanks, guys.

♪

[keyboard clacking]

Uh, there is
no report 192.

No report 192?
At all?

Nope.
Checked twice.

Is there a report 191?

[keyboard clacking]

- [computer beeps]
- CLERK: Yep. Right here.

What about report 193?

[computer beeps]

CLERK: Yep. Got it.

So it's only report 192
that's missing?

Yep. Weird.

Sorry.

Thanks.

It's me.

- LRS192 is missing.
- EILEEN: Hm.

Maybe we pay one more visit
to our old buddy Brenda.

Commissioner Haynes
will see you.

She has five minutes.

Should be enough.

[keyboard clacking]

Maybe I should just have
a standing appointment

for you two.

Thanks for
squeezing us in.

Well, actually,
I'm just curious.

What else could you
possibly want?

How about
file LRS192?

What is that?

Legislative Research Service
Report 192.

We'd like to take a look at it,
but it's missing.

Files go missing.

It might be missing
'cause someone didn't
want it to be seen.

We think
this is important.

- ROZ: Are you familiar with it?
- No, I'm not.

It had something to do
with the MMIW crisis.

- Look, we have a--
- ROZ: Task force. We know.

Did you bury the report?

Did you erase it
from the LRS servers?

You have no idea
how this system works.

ROZ: So tell us.

Look, Thacker just threw you
under the bus

at the press conference.

This isn't the time
to be a good soldier.

The Governor and I
have a great relationship.

ROZ: Do you?

I have a source in Juneau
that tells me

Thacker's shopping
your job.

Don't pull
that crap with me.

EILEEN: Brenda.

This is one of
those times in life.

Do the right thing here.

Be on the right side
of history.

I'm sorry, but I have
another appointment.

Mm. So am I.

[elevator bell dings]

♪

- Love that woman.
- She's just the best.

She didn't
give it to you?

Nope.

You're Disillusioned.

You DM'd me, didn't you,
Mary Anne?

I thought if I gave her
the chance

to do the right thing,
she would.

What's in the report?

Real solutions to solve
the MMIW crisis,

and they just ignored it.

Can you get us a copy?

- No.
- Who has it?

Not sure.
A lot of people saw it.

The Governor's
chief of staff, probably.

She has one.

But even if I could,
I-I wouldn't give it to you.

So you're a loyal
whistleblower?

Yeah.

Guess I'm pretty
messed up, huh?

Don't stop, okay?

[elevator bell dings]

So you think they created this
report and then they ditched it?

- Why?
- Money. Politics.

Apathy. Racism.

- All of the above.
- Stay on it.

It feels like this is
at the heart of our reporting

on the systemic problems.

We need somebody to go
on the record.

- We go back to Mary Anne.
- EILEEN: Doubt it.

She's busted,
and not in a good way.

Is there a good version
of busted?

- Me?
- [chuckles]

I need caffeine. Anyone?

- Always. Black.
- EILEEN: All right.

HAYNES: Eileen.

Commissioner.
Are you stalking me?

My assistant quit today.

She told me she's leaving
public service altogether.

Well, if it helps,
she wouldn't turn on you.

She told me she got into
politics because of me.

And I was also the reason
she was leaving.

Mary Anne cared.

She believed she could
make a difference.

Now she doesn't.

That's tough.
I'm sorry.

This is the report.

♪

Brenda, this is only good
if we know who made it go away.

- We need a--
- Bad guy?

There isn't just one.

An assistant or deputy
or department head

or chief of staff
or deputy chief.

Any one or all of them could
have pulled it off the server.

You don't need a bad guy
when you've got a bad culture.

We still need a reason.

You know the reason.

It just wasn't a priority.

It should have been.

On the record?

Yeah.

On the damn record.

Thanks.

♪

ROZ: "Two years ago,
Gloria Nanmac's body

was discovered
under an overturned boat

on the tundra three miles
outside the village of Meade.

Why her murder went unsolved
for so long

is a story of a broken system
that has failed to protect

Alaska Native women and men
for centuries.

The Daily Alaskan acquired
a copy of a report

delivered to Governor Thacker's
administration that provided

a litany of solutions
for this broken system.

They are straightforward.

Improved healthcare access
for Alaska Natives,

increased trained policing
for rural communities,

investments in a DNA database
to track repeat offenders,

a functioning 911 system.

The report was abandoned.

Yet if any of these solutions
had been implemented,

Gloria Nanmac
could be alive today."

Let's get a read from Bob,
then it goes to legal and copy.

Guys, she's here.

I'm sorry to interrupt your day,

but I just wanted
to take a moment

to express my gratitude.

When Eileen approached me

about reporting on the murder
of my daughter, Gloria,

I slammed the door
in her face.

And then she returned with Roz,
and I would have done the same,

except there was
no door to slam.

[laughter]

So, I listened and watched

with growing admiration and awe

as these two women,

with your support,
sought the truth.

And just as the whale
gives itself to us

when our intentions are right,
the truth gave itself to them.

One or two people
cannot land the mighty Agviq.

It takes a committed crew.

God willing, your work will
prevent more of our women

and men from suffering
the same fate as my Gloria.

Quyanaqpauraq uummatinmiñ.

Thank you from the bottom
of my heart.

Quyanaq.

Aaá.

Quyanaq.

♪

Quyanaq.

Thank you. Thank you.

WOMAN: Yá tula.eesháani ka
toonéekw yee kát uagúdi aa,

gunalchéesh áwé
yeeylateení wé yaakw.

Ldakát aax wududziháayi
aa kagéiyi yís,

yées daséikw yá yaakw
tóode gaxtootée.

♪

MAN: Yá ganaltáak
yéi teeyí kaa saax'ú,

kusaxán has du jeet agatee,
yá aax wududziháayi aa.

Yá haa káx gugaháayi s'éik
kayéil' haa jeet agatee.

[drum beating]

♪

♪

[laughter]

- I feel like...
- Mm-hmm. Cheers.

[indistinct conversations]

♪ She's got a one-track mind

♪ Thinks about it
all the time ♪

- ♪ Can't eat
- [muffled] Don't be a baby.

♪ Can't sleep

♪ Looking in the mirror

More! More, please!

♪ You've lost your soul

Tonight feels like a good night.

Doesn't every night
at the Beard?

- JAMIE: Definitely not.
- [chuckles]

No. [chuckles]

So, we going up tomorrow?

I'd love to.
Got a destination in mind?

No, I'm not really much
of a destination guy.

You're more of a journey guy?

No, I'm more of a "I'll
do anything to spend more
time with you" kind of guy.

You got guts, Pilot Poet.

And you're cute.

- Good combo.
- [chuckles]

You guys
Instagram official now?

Insta-what?

Just remember where it all
started, Eileen from New York.

How could I forget,
Karla from Houston?

Do you guys
need anything else?

I'll take a beer.
On the rookie.

You heard the lady.

Coming right up.

Welcome.

Nice to see you two
on, uh, Planet Earth.

Yeah, we're Instacart officials.
I don't know if you heard.

It's very exciting.

- Not even close.
- JAMIE: No?

- No.
- JAMIE: Okay.

Jamie, would you excuse us
for a minute?

I have some unfinished business
with Ms. Fitzgerald.

Uh, yeah. Sure.

Due at the pool table anyway.

♪ Baby, better run away

So, it's time.

What are you doing?

Are you staying
or are you going?

Okay.

You want an answer?

I'll give you one.

I'm sorry, Roz, but...

...I'm staying.

[chuckles]
I knew it.

You can't live without me.

That, and I feel like
this place

can use all the help
it can get.

Uh, hey, everybody.

First official press release
from the Anchorage Eagle.

- Oh.
- Uh-oh.

Compliments
of Conrad Pritchard.

Ugh.

- Boo.
- Boo.

"Coming in three months,

the daily paper
Alaskans deserve.

In print and online,
The Anchorage Eagle."

[crowd booing]

Okay, well,
say what you guys want.

The Pritchard family
keeps things interesting.

AARON: Yes, we do.

[laughter]

You should get down now.

- Yeah, that's good advice.
- Yeah, very.

Well...

To address
the elephant in the room,

the rumors are true.

My father is creating a paper
to rival ours.

It's personal for him.
He wants a war.

That's how he operates.

And as your publisher,
I will tell you right now,

he will not get one.

Instead, we are gonna continue
to do what this paper does best.

We will pursue the truth
fearlessly, without favor.

We will give voice
to the voiceless,

and we will shine a light
on crime and corruption.

If we make a mistake,

we'll correct it
and learn from it.

♪

But we will not back down.

And we will never,
ever quit.

Huzzah!

ALL: Huzzah!

Huzzah!

[laughter]

♪

I didn't know this was
still a thing.

Once in a while.

When a story reminds me
why I became a journalist.

Thanks for showing up
in my lobby.

The most reckless thing
I've ever done.

Ditto.

And that's
saying something.

- But I never doubted it.
- [beeping, door opens]

I did.

[chuckles]

What is it about this place,
Alaska?

It's huge and empty
and dark and bright and...

like nowhere else,

yet somehow,
I still feel like...

♪

Like you're part
of something?

Yeah. That.
It's nice.

CHUCK: Good story, guys.

Chuck.
Thank you.

CHUCK: Anytime.

Mm.

Still warm.

♪

Sure looks good.

It does.

And so does that.

♪

♪