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There's a burnt cornea?

Let me see.

Yeah, like ice burns.

-Why are they naked?
-It doesn't make any sense.

It's a ruptured eardrum.
See that blood?

-Yeah, but how? Pressure?
-It could be.

-Over here, too.
-Yeah, that's Lund.

Oof. Look at that.

Oh, my God!

This guy scratched
his own eyes out.

You think?

This case...
it's gonna be a shitbowl.

No answers,
bunch of angry people.

We don't even have
a forensic technician.

We should send this thing
back to Anchorage.

I thought that's what we were doing.

-Yeah, we're keeping it. Fuck Anchorage.
-Really?

Hey! Hey, hey! Three feet!

-Three feet.
-Need to tie it down.

-Hey! No photos! Delete that right now!
-Sorry.

Come on, Liz.
They're just blowing off steam.

All right, shut up, Hank.
All right, everyone. Everyone,

stop fucking around!

All right, this is a crime scene.

I want you to pretend like you know
what you're doing. Fuck's sake.

You should go home.

I can't.

Maybe leave this one
for someone else, Missy.

It's tied to Annie's case, Rose.

Then you're screwed.

Come and see me later.

No don't use that.
You're gonna damage the tissue.

-What do I use?
-Yeah, just go back to the brush.

You get a little air pocket in there, and
then you can just slide it into the side.

-Just don't touch the skin.
-Oh shit!

That's it. Willson! What the fuck?

What the fuck?

It's not looking good, Ma'am. We'll have
to amputate at least one leg.

How soon can we talk to him?

Definitely not today.
He's in an induced coma.

-Chief?
-Thank you, nurse. Just hold on.

-Chief? Over.
-Prior? Did you fit him in?

No, they're kind of in a weird shape.

Unless you want us to
break them apart? Over.

-No, don't break anything.
-Ma'am? I have to go.

We're starting surgery.

-Chief?
-Okay, just hold on one second, nurse.

-Prior, go ahead.
-I know how we can move 'em.

The heart?

No. That's...

That's not an emoji, Haydn.
Try again.

-Merry Christmas, kids. Class dismissed.
-Hey, hey.

Hey. No. Guys, class is not dismissed.
I assure you, class is not dismissed.

Where are you going? I'm gonna call your
mom. I'll call your father and yours.

-Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas.
-Merry Christmas!

-Yeah, call her.
-I promise I will.

-Carla? You too? Really? Really?
-Sorry.

You gotta be kidding me.
I told you to stay away.

I work here, and I meant it.
I work here!

Oh, come on, Bryce.
I'm not here for that.

I need you to explain to me
what Tsalal Station does.

Tsalal? Why?

And why not just go out there and
talk to Lund and the rest of them?

That's not gonna be possible.

Do you see him often?

Travis? No.

Death didn't change him.

The fucker only comes
when he wants something.

Did he say goodbye?

Before he went into the ice? Yes.

He knew he was dying.
He didn't want the leukemia to take him.

He brought me croissants.

Fucking croissants.

He had made them himself.

We ate them.

He sang a little.

We fucked a little.

He didn't say much.
He was so tired.

But then we talked so much
all those years he came to me.

Then he left.

And then I found him.

Yeah.

One last gift from Travis Cohle:
I got to meet you.

Can I ask...

You seeing the dead...

When did that start?

With Travis.

But I know people who are born with it.

And then, of course, there's Ennis.
It happens around here all the time.

I think the world is getting old

and Ennis is where
the fabric of all things

is coming apart at the seams.

And when you see them...

hear them...

how do you stay okay?

The thing about the dead

is that some of them come
and visit because they miss you.

Some come because they need to tell
you something that you need to hear.

And some of them
just want to take you with them.

You need to know the difference.

Oh, Jesus fucking Christ.
What do you think happened to them?

That's what we're trying to figure out.
So, what were they up to at Tsalal?

I'm a geologist,
so not really my field, but...

they were madmen. Very reclusive.

They didn't come into town,
and received no visitors.

Other Arctic Stations
rotate crews, but not Tsalal. They...

No one comes in, no one goes out.

And what were they doing?

They spent decades trying to sequence
the DNA of an extinct microorganism

that potentially
could stop cellular decay.

All right, try it in English, nerd.

Well, if you want English,
you should have...

-Fucked?
-Yeah, fucked the English teacher.

He wasn't my type.
Neither were you.

But, you know, desperate times.
So, what were you saying?

I'm saying the work they were doing
could end up curing cancer,

autoimmune diseases, genetic disorders.
Just an absolute fucking game changer.

So, what was taking them so long? I mean,
they've been out there like forever.

I mean, it's not making
hot dogs, Liz.

Ice-coring for that type of microorganism
is extremely difficult.

It requires delicate robotics,
careful digging.

You know, drills break.
Deposits run dry.

The fact is, the permafrost
is too hard,

and it damages chromosomal material upon
extraction. So, it was never gonna work.

Like... like never.

Chief. I think you want
to come by the station.

-Over.
-Copy.

My sister sees people following her.

She can't sleep.

She has these breakdowns.

She says my dead mother
is calling her.

I brought her to Ennis
last year to keep her close. But...

I'm worried.

Don't confuse the spirit world
with mental health issues.

Sounds to me
like she needs treatment.

Have you talked to the people
at The Lighthouse?

She doesn't want to go to The Lighthouse.

Doesn't even want to talk about it.

She went to a place in Nevada
like four years ago,

and they medicated the shit out of her.
She fucking hated it.

You sure don't want something to eat?

No. I've got a shift coming.

Hey...

Did you see that thing
on his forehead?

I've seen that before.

Years ago.

-What is it?
-It's old, Missy.

Older than Ennis.

It's older than the ice probably.

Yep. We got the cellphone records.
There's nothing there.

-Radios?
-Yeah. Radio logs, nothing there either.

-Chief, how are you today?
-Hey, Lulu.

-What's this?
-Liz! How you holding up?

What a fucking mess.
But don't worry.

I'm moving it out to Anchorage.
You don't have to do a thing.

Oh, great.
That is Chief Danvers's specialty.

You know what?
The families need to be notified.

-Hank, can you get Chief Danvers the...
-No.

No?

No, you're not taking my case away
from me, Captain Connelly Sir.

-What are you doing?
-My job.

All those men died in Ennis jurisdiction.
Unless you want to call State...

Stop, stop, stop.
You don't want this case. I know you.

What's that thing you say?
Shitbowl? This is a shitbowl.

Well, it's my shitbowl.

You don't have any resources.
No forensic department, no fucking...

You're doing it just to fuck with me,
aren't you, Lizzie? Huh?

You sent me to Ennis.

Actually, no.
You... you appointed me to Ennis.

You gave me this nice office
in this lovely ex-dental building

so that I could handle
the unique issues that arise

in an isolated community
during the sunless season.

-I'm here to serve.
-Cut it out.

Those bodies are going to Anchorage.

Hank, get the guys to rig the chopper.
We're flying the bodies.

-Section nine, chapter four:
-Hello?

Proper handling of frozen remains.

-What is that?
-Don't worry.

That is the Alaska Forensic Crime
Detection Laboratory Manual

that you gave to me along with the
regulation bibliography for my promotion,

Captain Sir.

It says frozen bodies
are not to be manipulated

beyond the absolutely imperative

until properly thawed at a constant
temperature of 38 degrees,

or the forensic results will be
compromised and useless in court.

Right. And how long do they take to thaw?

48 hours.

Where are you even gonna put 'em,
Chief Danvers?

Liz!

Hey.

-Did you see me play?
-No. Did you see the manager?

Hank? Did you find him?

Even better.

-Hello.
-Hi, good to see you.

Janet, how are you?

Hi, Henry.

Ma'am.

-How's Pete?
-He's good.

You need to get your son to do some
private skating coaching for my boys.

Good money in it, you know,
for a young dad.

I'll try and talk some sense into him.

I'm counting on you.

Oh god.

Kate.

Liz.

You wouldn't come talk to me unless
this was really serious, would you?

Nope.

Hey, Mom!

Go get dressed. Wait in the car, okay?

Is this about those poor scientists?

-Yep.
-So horrible.

Yeah. They're frozen into
a giant block of flesh as we speak.

Christ.

We need some place to thaw the bodies,
that's big enough, at the right temp.

And since the mine owns
the rink and the rink fits the bill...

Well, just so we're clear, I'm doing
this because I love this town.

Oh yeah. Of course.

Careful when you lift it.

Lift it up. High as you can.

-Oh, a little higher.
-Higher. Up.

Don't damage the soft tissue.

Good.

Jesus. God.

That fucking bitch! Trooper Navarro.

Hey, Chief? That's teeth marks.
I think they bit their own hands.

What the fuck?

-Hey. Get out of here!
-Well, I just wanted to tell you...

Now! Go!

Fine. I'm gonna be at your
place, all right?

-Okay.
-All right.

Let's have a little dig around
autopsy files in the area.

You know, look for similar injuries.
The burnt eyeballs,

the busted ears,
and the self-inflicted bite wounds.

-Yeah?
-That one's Molina.

Yeah. Jie is here. And Merens.

-This one? This one's...
-Kotov?

No, that's Kotov. See with the ring?

-Yeah.
-Yeah, he's Russian.

They wear it on the right hand.
How many do you count?

Five heads and... nine feet.
The rest of them are buried.

Why are they climbing
on top of each other?

It's like there was something
chasing them.

Well, hate to break it to you, kid.
There's no Yetis.

Hypothermia can cause delirium. They
panic, they freeze and voila, corpsicle.

Hey, we still got that retired guy up in
the North Bay? The forensic tech?

Get him down here. We... Prior?

Yeah, I have an idea.

What ide... Okay.

That mine bitch hates you
even more than she hates me.

I might've dated her husband.

Before or after the divorce?

What do you want?

This tattoo was on Annie's body.

So?

It was on the forehead
of one of your guys.

I don't know. Maybe. So what?

So what? It's the same case! We can work
together and figure out Annie.

No. I'm not working with you again ever.

-You think I want to work with you?
-I do, actually. Yeah.

Take a look in the mirror, Liz.

No one can stand you
except for that poor kid Prior,

but you'll be breaking
his heart real soon.

Get out of my scene.
Go on. Fuck off.

You know where to find me.

Prior? Take a look at this. Go show it...
Hey, hey, what are you...

Yeah.

-Hey, Baby girl.
-Hey. Want some lunch?

Nah. Bachelor later?

-Evangeline.
-Qavvik.

Hey, Ryan. You got a sec?

Sure.

So, no?

No. I don't think I ever saw him.

You sure?

Yeah. I don't know. If she was seeing
him, she never introduced him.

-Hey. Can I talk to you?
-Chuck, come on.

No. She's bringing up all that shit.

You understand I'm trying to find
who killed his sister, right?

You know this man?

-No. Never seen him.
-Man, stop poisonin' shit!

Fuck you! We ain't poisonin' nothin'!

-Hey!
-You mother fucker!

Hey! Bob! Shit, man.

Hey, no, fuck you! You think my kids
don't drink the same water?

You mining people
are poisoning your own kids,

and we're sick and tired
of you pretending you don't see it!

We fucking feed your kids!

-Come on, man.
-Fucking moron!

-Chuck. Come on.
-We pay for that school!

Go, get out, man.

-Fuck.
-What? Hey!

Fuck you all! Fuckers!

Fucker didn't even pay his tab!

-Did you get the lab report back?
-Yeah.

-The DNA on the clothes?
-That's going to be a while.

-How 'bout the prints?
-Here you go.

It was on one of the shoes, and we
didn't come up with any matches.

All right.

All right, so we know that
a sudden drop in pressure

can rupture eardrums,

damage soft tissue.

We know that hypothermia can cause
delirium and irrational behavior,

and that could explain
the self-inflicted wounds.

They drop everything, run
out there in the first place. Why?

-Gas leak?
-Nope. There's no gas at the station.

-It's all electric.
-Then what?

Well, I don't know, kid.
Start asking questions.

'Kay. Polar bear?

The doors don't lock, right?

-To avoid accidents.
-Okay.

It comes in, the men panic, they run out.

-And they undress. Why?
-Paradoxical undressing.

People with severe hypothermia,
they feel hot, they undress.

You've been studying.
All right, keep asking,

'Kay... who drew the sign on
Lund's forehead?

Wrong question.

Okay.

When was it drawn?

Was it before they ran out,
or was it after?

Well, if it's before,
it could be a prank or a game.

If it was after...

Then someone was out there
on the ice with them.

No one stops to draw on their own
forehead while they're freezing to death.

That's right. Keep asking.

'Kay, what about the clothes?

I mean, they don't even match the
bodies. There's only five pairs of pants.

-Three shoes are missing.
-Okay.

Maybe they weren't fully dressed
when they ran out.

What's the question?

-Why weren't they fully dressed?
-No. Ask again.

How scared do you have to be to run out
on the ice without any shoes?

And?

And why are the clothes folded like that?

So?

So maybe the killer folded them.

A killer.

Why would he fold them?

I don't know.

Was he taunting them?
Did he... did he make 'em fold them?

It doesn't make any sense.

Oh no, it does.

We're just not seeing it.
Not asking the right questions.

-I told you this was a shit case.
-Yeah, you did.

Then you went ahead and made it
your shit case. I won't even ask why.

-Yeah.
-Ma'am?

The station supply guy and the cleaning
ladies are ready for questioning. Over.

Thanks, Lulu. You get the supply guy.
I'll get the cleaners.

-Mayonnaise, a lot. Like that, yes.
-Chief...

Do you want to see the final product?

Now, that's the 17th.
That's the day they died.

Taran!

Hey, Clark, are you okay?

Sh... she's awake.

That's a good girl.

You stubborn lady, ain't ya? Picking
fights with those big boys, you dummy.

Homebrew in here?

No. And what homebrew?

Qavvik's is a respectable food service
establishment with an FF1 license.

And that's why you have
drunken fights in it.

Drunken fight, singular, was because
of the bad water in the Villages.

Nothing to do with illegal spirits.

-The water thing's getting bad, huh?
-Yeah.

The whole thing went to shit last week.
It turned black in some homes.

Poor fuckers are too close to the mine.
Now there's talk of protesting.

Again?

How's my sister doing?

She's doing all right. I mean...

it's only one in town
that doesn't love my pancakes.

Hey, hey, hey, hey! Cut it out.

One of these days,
those dogs are gonna eat you.

Nah.

Me and this girl, we go way back.
Huh, gorgeous?

She thinks she's real tough, you know?
You come close, she snaps at ya. But...

Deep down, she's a softy.

Yes, she is.

She just needs
a little love and affection.

Then she's gonna melt.

For fuck sakes, Qavvik. Cut it out.

-Will I see you tonight?
-No. Busy.

Great. I still need my toothbrush!

So, you do the cleaning at
Tsalal Station, is that right?

Yep, two shifts a month.

Did you ever see Annie Kowtok there?

Annie K?
No, never saw her at the station.

But then, why would she,
you know? She was a midwife, right?

What about this?

What is that, a cult sign?
No. Witchcraft.

Hey Blair!

You ever seen anything like
that devil sign?

No.

So, when you were at cleaning
the station, you never saw this?

No.

They were weirdos, all right?

I mean, you have to be a little off if
you want to spend your life out there,

locked up in the ice,
you know what I mean?

Very quiet boys.

Played videogames.

But they were all
very obsessed with their work.

Dr. Lund once screamed at
me for moving his notebooks.

Well, were they acting strange at all
the last time you saw them?

-Did they say anything weird?
-Say?

They never spoke to us.
We're just the cleaning ladies.

Clark was weird.
He was always weird,

but last couple times I went out there,
he was talking to himself.

He was staring into nothing.

You know, I just...
l don't think the guy was right.

And once, I saw him hanging out au
naturel, skinny ass just hanging out.

He would be locked in his room.
We couldn't go clean in there.

He wouldn't come out.
I heard him crying.

What did the other men
do when he was acting... off?

They just ignored him. It was sad.

I thought I saw somebody when
I got to the station yesterday.

But it couldn't be, right?

Wait, you saw somebody at the station?

No, I didn't see no one. Nope.

Bill, come on, this is serious.
If you saw somebody, you got to tell me.

This is Ennis, man. Yeah, you see people
sometimes. Know what I mean?

Jesus, Pete, you grew up here,
you know this.

You see people who are gone
sometimes.

It's a long fucking night.
Even the dead get bored.

Hey have you seen this before?

-Yeah. Clark had that thing.
-Had it?

He had it tattooed on his chest.

The guy you're looking for is
Chuck Mosley, block 16 C room 43,

Silver Sky Mining Barracks.
I texted you the location. Over.

Thanks, Lee. Owe you one. Over.

Oh shit!

Hey, Jules! You hear that, sis?
It's our song, Baby girl!

Fuck.

Fuck.

-I told you I don't know him.
-You're lying.

Don't make me arrest you for stiffing
the bill at Qavvik's.

He bought my cousin's trailer.
A Golden Eagle from the fucking '90's,

but my cousin made this idiot
shell out ten grand.

Guy paid in cash, right there.
Boom.

-And when was this?
-I don't know. Seven years ago?

Can't you ask your cousin?

Dead. Bone cancer.

This fucking town.

Write the description of the trailer
and your cousin's name.

Why didn't you tell me when I asked?

'Cause I don't like you, Ma'am.

No.

It's because
you didn't like Annie, isn't it?

You're okay with what
happened to her.

Don't worry, babe.
I've still got a little cash left.

I'll send you some more for your mother's
medication. Can't wait to see you.

All right.

Wallis said he had the spiral
tattooed on his chest.

Why was Wallis looking at his chest?

Clark was walking around naked,
talking to himself.

Yeah. He was not okay.

I don't get why the other guys
were putting up with him.

That's exactly the question. All right,
well, did you get a hold of the family?

Yeah. I spoke to his mom in Dublin.

She hasn't seen him for 10 years.
Says he's dead to her.

Well, he is dead.
Jesus.

Okay.

What did we learn about the money?
So, who's paying Tsalal's bills?

'Kay, so the NGO
that funds the Station, right?

If you follow the taxes, you can trace it
back to a shell company

called NC Global Strategies,
which in turn belongs to Tuttle United.

-Tuttle United, what do they do?
-Oh, everything.

I mean, glass, tech, video games,
shipments, palm oil, cruise lines.

Okay, thanks, Petey,
'cause that was really not helpful.

I'm here to serve.

All right, okay.

-Chief, can I ask you a question?
-Yeah.

What did Navarro do to you?

You worried you're gonna fuck up, too?

Well, don't fuck up.
Go watch the corpsicle.

I'm gonna go pick up Leah at your place,
and I'm gonna go back to work.

No, l got to go home.

I can't. I promised I'd put Darwin
to bed. Kayla will kill me. I...

You're not going home tonight.
What did I just say?

Don't fuck up.

What do you mean, no?

You said you were giving
Darwin a bath tonight.

-Well, can you...
-No. He wants you doing it, not me.

Come on, help me out here.

I don't know what you want
me to tell you.

-I promise I'll do it next time.
-Yeah, that's what you said last time.

Well, I'm sorry.

I don't know what you want me
to tell you. He's waiting for you.

-Hey, hi, Darwin.
-Hey, your boss is here.

-Making Legos?
-Yeah.

-I'm sorry, babe.
-Whatever.

-Whatcha making?
-A house.

A house for the fish?

So, you taking my man again tonight?

You don't know this, Kayla,
but I'm doing you a big favor.

Pretty soon, you're gonna get sick
of having the husband around.

Thanks, but you can save
your favors for your family.

She's in the kitchen with my grandma.

Come on, baby. Bath time. Let's go.

Leah, we got to go. I got to get...

Hi, Liz. Leah wanted to see how kakniit
look like on her beautiful face.

Hey! Wash it off.

-No.
-It's just marker. It'll come right off.

Go get in the car. Go!

You don't get to doodle
on my kid's face.

She's seventeen.

And she wants to
understand her heritage.

Why? So, she can become
a night nurse like you?

Yeah, don't give me that,
Laundromat Grandma.

You need to leave my house.

Now!

Really?

I mean, since you're paying,
I'm getting my nutrients.

Nutrients. Twenty for some damn cookies?

Arctic prices, babe.

-Remind me again why we're here.
-Good job benefits.

Mm, good job benefits.

Hey, so I've been thinking.

That place, The Lighthouse? Maybe
we should go by and talk to someone.

I'm not going back into a hospital.
Those pills... you don't get it.

Hey, hey, hey. Listen. Hey, look at me.

It's not a hospital. It's a community
center for addictions and other issues.

Okay? I think we should go check it out.
I mean, there's other meds. And...

No.

-Listen, I'm not Mom. Please, Angie.
-Okay. Okay.

You got to let me live like
a normal person.

Okay.

Of course, Baby girl.

Leah! Help me put up this stupid
fucking Christmas tree!

You do it! I'm in bed!

This place is crazy.

Hey.

-You did it.
-No, they're just temporary.

-Do you like it?
-I love it.

Fuck.

-I see you.
-I'm the one eye.

I see you. I see you.

Fuck.

-Hey, Chief.
-Pete.

Did you get the scientists'
credit history?

Uh, yeah.

All right. Send me Clark's.
As far back as you can go.

Okay. You want me to include the...

You don't go into my house to steal.
You know better.

Look at me.

Look at me.

Even your mother
didn't steal from us when she left.

Now, listen.
Danvers doesn't own you.

You have a family, and she's not it.

Blood is blood, Peter.

Remember that.

So, you fuck me with the bodies,
then you come to actually fuck me.

You want to or not?

Yeah.

Knew you didn't stay in town for
the lovely weather.

I can't!
-No, no, don't you dare. Don't you dare.

No, wait, wait, wait! Wait!

You're sweating on me.

Do you want to say it first or should I?

That's the last time we do this.

-That's fifteen years of last times.
-Nineteen.

What? No. Nineteen years ago,
I just got married, and...

Nineteen years.

You were with Jake.

Yeah, we were on a break. One of them.

Fuck.

This is the last time we do this.

Yeah.

What are you doing with
the Tsalal thing, Liz? Really.

I know you don't want the case.
I know you.

Oh, you do? What am I thinking right now?

You're thinking,
"Know why I want that case?"

-Why?
-"'Cause fuck you. That's why."

I guess you do know me.

-You sent me to Ennis so that...
-No, I gave you a promotion.

For whatever reason. I mean,
mostly because you're an insecure asshole

and because you're scared of me,
but whatever. I'm just doing my job.

You're not "doing your job".
You're messing with me.

Why are you so hellbent on
keeping a lid on it?

Well, I just don't want it to turn
into a fucking disaster for no reason.

Weird circumstances? Dead bodies?
Come on. Let's run it out of Anchorage.

No.

I'm gonna keep control of it.

-I've got control.
-Yeah. Well, I don't think you can.

-Well, I can.
-You can't.

-Says who?
-Me.

-And I swear, if you don't...
-What?

Are you fucking threatening me?

Fucker.

Peter Prior
Clark's Credit Records

Yep. I'm looking at it right here.

It's a six-hundred-dollar
charge Fairbanks Ink Tatoo,

April 22, 2017.

-Clark, you said, yeah?
-Yeah, Raymond Clark.

This tattoo was on his chest.
It's a spiral.

I can send it to you right now
if you want.

No need. I have it right here.
Yeah, I remember him.

-Weird guy. English, right?
-He was Irish.

He cried a little when I finished.

Not because it hurt, you know?
Just sentimental, maybe?

Was he alone?

He was alone, yeah.

Did he tell you what it meant,
the tattoo?

That I don't remember.

Wait, I can send you a photo of the
tattoo. I keep them for my records.

And here's one showing
the model for the work.

Lady? Hello?

Guess I should start locking.

He took this photo to a studio
in Fairbanks.

He got the same tattoo as her.

That's four days after she died.

Here's the DNA results.
That was Annie's tongue at Tsalal.

Tissue has some unusual cellular damage.

Possibly from freezing.

Did you change where you put the cans?
Where do the cans go?

Well, it looks like your case is my case.

What are you doing here?

Well, you know Annie better
than I can get from the files.

And now it matters because
it's a bunch of white men?

You want in, or you just want to go
fuck yourself?

-Listen, The Wheeler thing was...
-Shut up.

-No. We did exactly what...
-No, we're not doing that, all right?

We're just doing this one thing.

We're gonna crack it,
close your case, I close my case,

and then that's it for the two of us.

It is.

-Boo!
-Fuck!

-Hi.
-Jesus Christ, Leah! Fuck.

-Oh, dude, you got the...
-Oh yeah. They're temporary.

-Temporary?
-Yeah.

Oh. They look cool.

So... Liz make you stay and watch them
in case they wake up?

Don't.

Don't... you don't want that shit
in your head. Seriously, Leah.

What happened to you?

Fuck, Prior.

He's an animal.

Yeah, well, he was raised by
an animal to be an animal, so...

It doesn't matter. I mean,
you come from the same shit,

and you managed to be... nice.

A fucking dork. But nice.

-A dork? Really?
-Yeah, you're a dork. Yeah.

You're a dork.

You know, my dad and Liz
used to dance to this all the time.

-What?
-Yeah.

-Nah. No way.
-Yeah.

My dad was, like, a stoner.
Like a wannabe artist.

And he was so chill. And they
used to love to dance together.

I'm pretty sure that Liz
smoked weed, too.

-Nah. Nah, come on. Fuck.
-I'm so serious.

-Can you imagine?
-No. I don't want to.

You know, Hank was a musician.

-What?
-He played the guitar.

-No.
-In a band. Yeah.

Well, was he any good?

I don't know. I've actually
never heard him play.

Yeah, not once.

My mom said he wasn't good enough to have
a career, but...

she kinda felt he wasn't...

-Good enough. Period.
-Yeah.

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

That sticks with you, doesn't it?
Not being good enough.

Fuck. Gee, you said you weren't coming!

Hey, Qavvik.

You're gonna give me a heart attack!

Changed my mind. Want to fuck?

Oh... you jerked off.

-Watching porn?
-I'm... no! I was just...

What porn were you watching?

Can we just, like,
watch a movie and...

-A porn movie?
-Get out. I'm getting dressed.

And now she wants me on the case.
But I don't have anything.

That can't be true.

If you didn't have anything, she wouldn't
want you, so you have it all.

Yeah. I mean, I know everything
about Annie, every single detail.

Somehow, I had no idea about the Clark
thing. I mean, they kept it a secret.

Well, why?

That's not the right question.

What?

That's what Danvers would say.

The right question is...

The right question is how.

That's why he got the trailer.
To keep it a secret.

Fuck. Yes. Where do you keep
a trailer to fuck in secret?

-The Nook.
-The Nook.

Talk to me, Raymond Clark.

Danvers.

You have to see this.

Jesus.

-Are those bones?
-Yeah. Animal.

Seal. Caribou.

I think.

How'd you find this place?

My Spirit Animal showed me
in a dream, remember?

Hey.

Yeah. That's her phone.

I checked.
It was not with her body.

Holy fuck.

-Danvers.
-Chief? We have a problem.

Hey.

There's only six of them. See?

Jie,

Merens,

Molina,

Kotov...

Mayta...

Emerson.

He's not here.

Clark's not here.

Maybe he got separated.

No. He didn't.

He's alive.

He's out there.

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