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Oh, thank you for coming so soon.

I am at my wit's end.

They are flying into my
store, bothering customers.

I mean, this is bad for business.

Don't worry. I got you.

I haven't met a hive yet, I couldn't handle.

Let's see. Looks like we're
dealing with a bombous species.

Maybe Apis Malefra.

Okay, well, whatever they are, I want them gone.

We'll find these sweeties at new home.

Wait, wait. Aren't you going
to wear one of those bee suits?

No. No, the smoke will distract them.

See, the trick is to find the queen and remove
her from the hive, then the others will fall into place.

You want to come watch?

No. No, I'm terrified of bees.

I read somewhere that they
can smell fear and they attack.

Yeah, that's a common misconception.

Trust me, these babies are harmless.

All you gotta do is keep your cool.

Oh, my God.

Oh! Oh!

It's the last day!

Ah! I was right!

There's no fear!

All right, John Morgan, we were leaving in five minutes.

I am not kidding.

I swear to God.

It's rougher and rougher trying to get
these kids to get ready for your school.

It's like pulling...

Whoa, what'd I do?

Oh, it's not you.

It's these stupid outlets. They're so loose.

I can't plug anything in.

Really again?

I can't even make my coffee, and I need my coffee.

Tim, you wouldn't like me without my coffee.

Okay, I'll call an electrician
to look at the outlets, okay?

Right! We'll add it to our list
of problems with this kitchen.

What are you talking about?
We got a beautiful kitchen.

Oh, it was beautiful.

Yeah, before our kids started
banging into the cabinets and

leaving their handprints everywhere,
oh, the sink started leaking.

Tim, we've been here, what, eight years,

and we've never updated one thing?

What are you saying?

I'm thinking maybe it's time for a kitchen remodel.

Honey, I'm not so sure.

I mean, do we really want all
these workers in our house?

You know, can we even afford it? We
got the summer school tuition for the kids.

We got a big family trip next fall.

Well, we can make it work. We'll stretch.

I can push it up until next year.

And eight years becomes nine.

Thank you. We'll figure it out, okay?

It's not like, you know, the
kitchen is a total disaster.

We'll fix this, too.

There we go.

An exterminator found the trash bags early this morning.

Any ID?
First on the scene didn't want to go poking inside the bag.

They saw the tattoo on the arm, so they called us.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. What are you doing?

Wow, they're bothering me.

Yeah, but don't kill them. They're nature's pollinators.

They're spread flowers, feed birds.

Just pretend they're not
there, okay? Just ignore them.

Hey, guys, sorry I'm late.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, you took it down already?
I was hoping to still be up.

Jimmy, really, dude?

Oh, the suit? Well, I'm part
of an amateur beekeeper club.

We meet in the park every other
Sunday, checking the hives, you know?

So when I heard about this one,
this guy gets it, fellow bee lover.

Yeah, though, truthfully,
I'm actually in it for the honey.

Yeah, I love that stuff. I put it on everything.

Yeah, it's a problem.

Okay, Winnie the Pooh, can we move on to our victim, please?

Oh, right.

Let's see, victim appears to be an adult male.

Based on a lack of blood here,
I would say he was most likely

killed and dismembered elsewhere,
and then his body dumped here.

You see a wallet in there, anywhere?

Yeah, he appears to be naked.

If you want to run his prints
through AFIS, I can lend you a hand.

Hey, Gabe, did you do the honors?

- Wait, sorry, what do I do?
- I'll do it.

Oh, smokes.

You okay? Yeah, sorry.

I'm a little distracted.

Delilah and I have been
talking about a kitchen remodel.

Well, fun.

Yeah, you're going to get a pizza oven?

No, you've got to get a pizza oven, bro.

What?

Nothing, but a remodel?

It's a major marriage stress.

Me and my ex did a remodel once.

Yeah, what happened?

We got divorced.

Uh, Parker, we have a problem.

He's not in our system?

No, he is.

Marine Captain Tom Riley.

According to this, he died
two years ago in San Diego.

That's impossible.

His body was killed within the week.

So how does a guy die twice?

- Appreciate coming in, major thanks?
- No problem.

Although, to be honest, I'm a
bit confused what I'm doing here.

Your agent on the phone said that
you found Tom Riley's body in DC?

That's correct.
Yeah.

Tom Riley died in an accident
two years ago off San Diego.

I know because I was there.

I was his CO.

I signed off on the accident report.

This has to be a mistake.

Afraid not.

Prints and dental records matched.

Tell us about the accident.

It was a tragedy.

Helicopter crash.

Four Marines coming
back from a training mission.

And Riley was the pilot?

They hit some bad weather ten miles off the coast.

Heavy turbulence.

Riley tried to stabilize, but
they went down over the water.

We retrieved all of the
bodies except for Riley's.

He was presumed dead.

Any idea why he didn't return
to base after the accident?

Or tell anyone he was alive?

Maybe he wanted out.

Why?

Riley was a troubled Marine.

He received more disciplinary
actions than I care to count.

There was talk that he may not have
been sober on the day of the accident.

That it might have been his fault.

- Hey Jerry.
- Whoa, stop!

What? What is it?

I broke a jar of honey there earlier
right about where you're standing.

There might still be some residue left.

You brought honey in here?

Oh, it's from my beekeeper club.

You know, I wanted to bring it in and share it
with you guys, but then I accidentally dropped it.

Night was right. You got a problem.

You find anything on the body?

Well, I managed to put Captain Riley back together
again, and I learned that he was killed 48 hours ago.

Give or take.

Stabbed multiple times and bled out prior to dismemberment.

Any idea where the kill site was?

No, but I did find these
metal pieces around the cuts.

I should have an evidence
photo here somewhere.

Ah, yes.

I think it's the honey.

What are they? Part of the murder weapon?

I don't know.

Casey's running analysis right now.

But I'll tell you something, Parker.

Whoever killed our victim here
knew exactly what they were doing.

The dismemberment, the precision of the cuts.

This person has definitely killed before.

You're saying this is serial killing?

Possibly.

In addition to these metal rings, I also found small
smears of blood around each one of the stab wounds.

Casey ran a quick analysis and the
blood does not belong to our victim.

Could belong to the killer?

Or to another victim?

Hey, guys. I hope I'm not interrupting.

Delilah, hey.

Well, well, well.

It isn't my favorite McGee.

Honey, hey. What are you doing here?

Well, I just got the best news and I
could not wait to tell you one person.

So I was talking with my friend at
work, Dina, about our kitchen remodel.

You guys remodeling?

Yeah, we're getting a pizza oven.

We're in the early stages.

We're still talking about it, so.

Well, Dina has a sister who works as a
producer on one of those reality shows.

You know, the ones where they remodel your house.

Well, Dina spoke with her sister
and they want to come over to

our house tomorrow night to
interview us about being on the show.

On the TV show?

You know what this means?

If this works out, they'll
pay for our dream kitchen.

Hey, that's amazing, guys.
That's great news.

Honey, I'm not so sure about this.

Tim, it's a free remodel.

It is the answer to our prayers, please.

Okay, great.

Because I already signed the release forms.

I just need your signature.

Right... here and here.

Okay.

Delilah.

Long time, no see?

- Hi.
- What's going on?

Mickey and Delilah are going to
remodel their kitchen on reality TV.

Really?

Congrats.

Thank you, Parker.

Oh, I gotta go.

I have a class in 30 minutes.

I will see you tonight.

Bye, guys.

Oh, I'm so excited.

Hey, honey.

Tread lightly, my friend.

My couch is always available.

So, uh, where are we at with our victim?

Meet Tom Wade, otherwise known as Tom Riley.

Casey ran facial recognition and his
face popped up in the Texas DMV.

Turns out he'd been living there for
the past two years under a new identity.

Now, we tracked his credit cards, and we
learned that he flew into DC a week ago.

To do what?

We don't know yet. But they're pulling his cell
phone records and trying to trace these movements.

Riley, AKA Wade, lived in Farnsworth, Texas.

I spoke with the sheriff's station there.

Apparently, Riley's apartment
was recently broken into.

It can't be a coincidence.

Maybe Riley's problems in Texas followed him to DC.

Alright. We'll have to hit this
case on two fronts here and Texas.

So...

Who's going down here?

Don't ask me.

Delilah will kill me if I had to do
the TV interview, so...

Looks like it's you two. Saddle up.

I love Texas.

I've never been, but I watch all the Westerns.

Just promise me you're not
going to wear a cowboy hat.

I promise nothing.

Happy trails.

What I'm saying is you're
shooting her lifting back at Coach.

Okay. I had miles.

They offered me an upgrade.

What was they going to say? No.

They're doing next, and they took
his shoes off the entire flight, Jess.

I thought it was going to pass out.

I thought it was going
to stop him so dramatic.

It's not even like the first
class was all that great.

Champagne was warm.

Hello.

Well, you two must be from out
of town to be this good-looking.

Checking in.

Ah, yes. Two rooms,
please. Next to eachother.

Yeah, and if she asks for an upgrade, don't give it to her.

Well, alright. Here you go.

Your rooms are outside and to the left.

- You can help with your bags.
- No, we'll manage.

Thanks.

Good. Because my back is killing me
and you look like you got muscles to spare.

Um, so we have a meeting
with your sheriff in about an hour.

Uh, would you mind pointing
us in the direction of the station?

Lucky for you, honey. You don't have far to go.

This is a small town.

We all wear a lot of hats here.

I got a call a week ago from Tom's neighbor
about a possible B&E at his apartment.

I show up to find the place
tossed, no sign of Tom.

You didn't take anything?

Nothing of value that I could tell.

It didn't look like your
typical smash and grab.

Whoever did this, they
were looking for something.

So you say Tom Wade
wasn't even his real name?

It was Riley. He was living under a false identity.

Did you know him at all?

Nothing more than a couple
of hollows now and then.

He spent most his time
working for the Bannons.

Who are the Bannons?

Only the most powerful family in the county.

Oh, hell, probably the whole state.

They own Fire Creek.

That's the big cattle ranch just outside of town.

It's run by Carl Bannon.

Well, if Tom worked for this guy, we should meet him.

Man is a force in nature.

Tough as a bull.

It is true what they say.

Everything really is bigger in Texas.

You ready to mosey on up and knock?

Oh, wow.

Really coming into the Texas thing, aren't you?

What the hell?

You trying to kill us?

No.

But he was about to.

Let's go, big boy.

Looks like rattle snake soup for supper.

Carl Bannon, welcome to Fire Creek.

- So what are you, FBI, USDA?
- NCIS, actually?

Never heard of them.

Hey, Doris, get this in the kitchen.

Tell them this time go easy on the paprika.

So what can I do for you, NCIS?

We'd like to ask you a few questions
about one of your employees, Tom Wade.

Fine by me, as long as you don't
mind asking while I get in my shave.

It's a nice setup you got out here.

Yeah, I think so.

We just finished up a land
deal, gives us 725,000 acres.

Makes us one of the biggest
cattle ranchers here in Texas.

Wow.

That's a lot of land.

And Alexander wept,

because there are no
more worlds to conquer.

It's a quote.

Not too tight.

Y'all know who that is, but
he definitely ain't from Texas.

Always room for more.

Dad, what are you doing?

I just heard from Doris.

You're talking to the feds?

Why don't you wait for me?

Jackson Ben, I'm the
family's inhouse counsel.

That's my son here, trying to protect
me from running my mouth too much.

Can I ask what this is about?

Tom Wade.

When was the last time you saw him?

Week ago, figured he's out on a bender
somewhere or shacked up with some girl.

Why, what'd he do?

He's dead.

We found his body in DC.

Damn.

That's too bad.

He's a good ranch hand.

Did he work for you guys a long time?

Mom, how long you say, Jack?

Two.

Two years.

Did either of you know him well?

- No. I can't say I did.
- Me neither.

We got over 70 employees
working for us here.

It's too hard to keep track.

Did you know that Tom's
real name was Tom Riley?

That he'd been living under a false identity?

Well, be honest with you.

I can't say I'm too surprised.

Working ranche is a hard life.

Most of the men we hire either got a
checkered pastor or running from someone.

And that doesn't concern you?

No, not at all.

We give a sense of purpose,

honest work, chance to
feel good about themselves,

maybe turn their lives around.

For some, there you know helping them.

Maybe that's the way it was with Tom.

Poor son of a bitch could
not outrun his demons, I reckon.

There ain't nothing more.

I got an auction to get to.

Well, we'd like to take a look around,
talk to some of Tom's co-authors.

Go ahead.

Well, no, Dad, I... What my father meant
to say is that we'll talk to our lawyers first.

I can speak for myself, Jack.

Yes, sir.

Take your time. I got nothing to hide.

Hey, Case. Whoa whoa.

Wait a second.

Hey, Parker.

What do you think?

I think I'm in the wrong room.

What happened?

All this talk about McGee and Delilah's
remodel inspired me to do my own remodel.

This office has had the same layout for years.

I need to do a little Fung Shui.

I think it looks pretty good now.

It definitely has a better flow.

Can you feel it?

Yeah, sure. It's a good schway.

Yeah, 'cause I was thinking we
could do your workspace next.

How about we just do a
case update first, okay?

You got anything for me?

Well, I still haven't located
Riley's kill site yet, but I did

figure out what those pieces of
metal we found on the body were.

- Check it out.
- I'm sorry Casey, I can't.

It's the sun, isn't it?

I'm going to have to fung shui
this place all over again.

No, no, no. It's okay.

What am I looking at?

Those metal links were pieces of chainmail.

You know, like they wore
under medieval armor.

Our killer wore a chainmail suit?

Yeah, and it gets even weirder.

Remember the blood that we found on
the body that didn't belong to the victim?

Turns out it's not human.

Please don't say aliens.

It's animal blood.

I'm still analyzing it to figure out which one,

but I think our guy killed an
animal right before killing our victim.

Like an animal sacrifice?

We could be looking at
some ritualistic serial killer.

Oh, easy, easy.

All right, all right.

Easy, hey, hey, whoa.

Oh, I got you. Easy.

She got spirit.

She's a handful, all right.

You worked at the ranch long?

Long enough.

What about Tom Wade.

Spend any time with him?

Listen, mister, not to be rude,
but maybe now is not the best time.

Okay.

Fine.

You win.

Ila, tranquila.

That's okay.

Tranquila.

Hey, what are you doing? She'll kill you.

Tranquila.

Tranquila.

I don't think so.

Yeah, mui bene.

Come on.

Come on.

Ai.

Come on.

Hey, whoa.

Not bad.

Where'd you learn that?

Colombia.

Where I grew up, there
weren't a lot of kids to play with,

but there were a lot of these.

You asked about Tom?

Yeah, I know him.

Good guy.

Why are you asking?

I'm afraid he's dead.

He was murdered.

It's horrible.

You two were close?

Yeah.

He actually had a brain, unlike
most of the dumb apes who work here.

You think of anyone who
would want to hurt him?

No.

What?

Silly, but a couple nights
when I was here working late,

I saw Tom loading boxes onto
his truck and take off in a hurry.

Any idea where he was going?

No, but the next morning I asked
him about what he'd been doing,

and he denied ever being here.

But I saw him with my own eyes.

How would he lie to me?

Honey, you're home.

Hi, Tim, this is...

Rachel Callie, producer of
Home Sweet Home Remodel.

It's so great to meet you.

Yeah, great to meet you too.

Um, I'm sorry, are we filming right now?

I thought this was just like a simple interview.

Oh, then we film all of our initial
meetings as a sort of a screen test,

you know, to make sure
the couples are right for the show.

Just pretend they aren't there.

All right, gotcha.

Oh, okay.

Shall we get started?

Yay!

Oh, I'm so excited.

Okay, so, Tim and Delilah,

we've come up with some fabulous
ideas for your new dream kitchen.

To start with, we were thinking
of replacing your sad, tired island

with a new quartz countertop with
a mini sink to help with food prep.

Oh, I love that.

That just quartz is so beautiful.

Quartz is amazing and that that
sink is going to come in handy.

Absolutely.

And then for your base cabinets, we were thinking of replacing
them with soft-close drawers to maximize your storage.

Oh great.

We definitely need more storage?

Perfect, because you would
never have enough storage, right?

Okay, little tip.

Maybe it's better if you
two don't agree so much.

It is a reality TV show after all, and
our audience is like a little drama.

I'm so sorry.

Oh, no problem.

Just maybe spice things up a bit. Yeah?

Yeah, you got it. You got it.

So, next to your fridge, we
were thinking an appliance garage

would come in handy
to hide all of the clutter.

I don't like that at all.

I also don't like it.

I think it's an awful idea.

Okay, good.

Good.

But maybe disagree more with
eachother rather than with me?

Oh.

Of course.

Wait, what if I really like the appliance garage?

Yeah, I like it too.

I like it too, and I don't
know, it feels weird to lie.

Oh, no.

No one is asking you to lie.

We're just trying to capture those normal,
everyday disagreements that couples have.

You know, the little marital spats.

Well, we don't really fight.

When we disagree, I usually just point out to Tim
why he's wrong and then he just agrees with me.

She's right.

That's usually how it goes.

Okay, so this next idea we are
really excited about, we are going

to rip out that linoleum and we're
going to put in pergo flooring.

- I...
- love it?

Okay, as you said, this is a spot.

According to the GPS and Tom's truck.

It beats me, what he was doing out here.

Looks like a rough crowd.

He's carrying.

You thinking what I'm thinking?

Yeah.

Back door.

Yo, this must be the boxes
that Tom loaded onto his truck.

Nothing but toys.

Got blankets in mine.

Hands in the air.

Please.

Again, a thousand apologies
for getting you scared back there.

We had some issues in the past with
people breaking in to steal church donations.

If I know you were law enforcement.

No, no need to apologize.

We should have just
come into the front door.

Can I offer you some coffee?

No, thank you.

Is this your church?

Just temporarily.

A pipe burst in our church
downtown left a dreadful mess.

So we're using this place
till the repairs are done.

Are you familiar with Tom Wade?

Mm-hmm.

More than familiar.

Tom's one of our most
devoted church members.

Volunteers every weekend,
runs a church youth group.

Those donation boxes in the back,

that's all thanks to Tom.

You seem surprised.

No, it's just hard to square that with
everything that we've heard about him.

Tom had his demons, no doubt.

When I first met him a year ago, he
was struggling hard to overcome addiction.

He mentioned that he'd lost
three friends in an accident.

Childhood, I think.

I could tell he blamed
himself for those deaths.

It wasn't in childhood.

He was in the Marines.

It was the helicopter crash.

That's a terrible thing.

I know it tore him up inside.

But, fortunately, Tom let
the Lord in and got clean.

Completely turned his life around.

When was the last time you saw Tom?

At a youth group made about a week ago.

Why?

I'm sorry I'd have to tell you
this, but Tom's been murdered.

Oh, no.

It was in DC, wasn't it?

How do you know that?

I told him not to go.

I should have never let him.

Pastor, if you know something about Tom's death,

now would be the time to tell us.

Tom Riley was in DC
investigating the Bannons.

The night before he left, he
told the pastor that he found

something at the ranch while
he was looking for donations.

What was it?

Well, he never actually told the pastor.

He just said it was something bad and
that he was going to go to DC to track it down.

Why not just go to the police?

Riley was trying to do the right thing.

He made amends for his past.

If Riley was in DC investigating, it's
possible that whatever he found, got him killed.

Any ideas what it was?

Actually, I have one.

Once these guys told me that Riley worked
at the ranch, I started looking into Carl Bannon.

Turns out you don't get
that big by playing nice.

Oh, that doesn't surprise me.

The guy that we met with
was pretty intimidating.

Rumors are he built his empire through
shady dealings, coercion. You name it.

Heever been prosecuted?

That's the thing, people have
been trying for years, but so far no.

So maybe Riley found some evidence.

That could finally put him away.

But then killed him for it.

Okay, I buy that.

Let's double down on Carl Bannon.

We'll dig more into his financials
while you two head back to the ranch.

Press Bannon and see if he'll give up anything.

If we press too hard, yeah, he won't talk.

But I can think of someone who might.

Sorry, Agent Knight,
my father isn't here.

Actually, I came to talk to you.

Tell me more about Tom Wade.

I don't know what's left to say.

I already told you.

Didn't know him very well.

Well, it sure seemed like you did
when I told you he was murdered.

And when I talked to your workers, they
suggested that the two of you were close?

They're wrong.

I don't think so.

And it's pretty obvious that
you and Tom are friends.

I'm not really sure where you're
trying so hard to keep it a secret.

Unless the two of you
were more than friends.

Why didn't you tell us
about your relationship?

I didn't want my father to know.

What Tom and I had.

He would have never accepted it.

Most people around here wouldn't have.

If you cared for Tom, help
us catch who killed him.

What can I do?

We believe that Tom
may have been killed,

because of something
that he found on the ranch.

Something connected to your father.

My father?

You think he's involved in this?

Possibly.

No.

He might be a lot of
things, but a murderer?

We're not accusing your
father of anything yet.

We'll just try to get
some information on him.

So if you know of
anything that could help us.

You're asking me to betray my father.

I am asking you to get justice
for the man that you loved.

Look, I gotta go.

I'm late for a meeting.

A recent land deal my father made?

He acquired our neighbors, the Blue Bonner Ranch.

His family attorney, I should
have been involved in those

negotiations, but for some
reason my father cut me out of that.

I always wondered why.

Yeah, no, I got the countertop samples,

but you sent me Terracotta
10 and that sandstone beige.

What do you mean, what's the difference?

No, one is beige and the
other one is $200 a foot.

Yes, so can you please
just send me the right one?

Thank you.

I thought you were remodeling your kitchen, not the office.

Yeah, I'm sorry about this.
I know it's a little bit of a mess.

I've been trying to squeeze
some work on the remodel.

Shouldn't a TV show be doing that?

They passed.

Apparently, Delilah and I aren't
dysfunctional enough for a reality television.

And that's okay because I've
decided to do the remodel myself.

- Really?
- Yeah.

You're watching DIY videos, talking to vendors.

How's that going?

Not good, not so good.

Parker, I'll be honest with you.

I don't know what I'm doing here, okay?

I am not a contractor.

I'm lucky if I don't
burn the kitchen down.

I don't know what I was thinking.

I mean, I'm like gonna
be able to do this remodel.

My problem is though,
how am I gonna tell Delilah?

It's gonna break her heart.

Just be honest with her.
She'll understand.

More countertop people?

Thank god, no.
Some tech trolls.

We're working on the bluebonnet
ranch deal the night told us about.

Just the man I wanted to see.

I think I figured out the original
kill site where Riley was murdered.

Oh, yeah? Alright. Lay it on me?

Moo.

We're gonna need more in case.

Remember the animal
blood we found on the body?

DNA came back and turns
out the blood was bovine.

- It was cow blood.
- Moo.

Yeah.

And that got me thinking about
the lynx chainmail we found.

Factory butchers were chainmailed to protect
themselves when they're chopping up a carcass.

So Riley was killed in a meat factory?

And guess who owns a meat packing plant?

Three miles from where
the body was dumped.

- Carl Bannon.
- Mm-hmm.

Good work case.
But we still got a problem.

Even if we can tie him to the murder,
we still don't know why Riley was killed.

I think I just got motive.

I can't believe we couldn't
have done this up at the ranch.

But I'm here now.

So is this all about?

We'd like to talk to you about
the recent land acquisition

that you made with bluebonnet ranch.

We looked into the deal and bluebonnet's
grasslands were destroyed in a wildfire last year.

- Owner was forced to sell.
- To you.

For pennies on the dollar.

Well, bluebonnet suffered a bit of bad luck.

Their misfortune, my gain.

What about it?

The initial reports suggest
that the fire was arson.

We even have an eyewitness who places
three of your ranch hands near the scene.

Yeah, that's news to me.

I never heard any of these reports.

Well, that's funny considering
you paid someone to bury them.

We found wire transfers that were sent

to the official in charge
of the investigation.

And we're still running
down who sent the payments.

It's only a matter of time
before it leads back to you.

Here's what we're thinking, Carl.

Can I call you Carl?

No, little girl, no you may not.

Carl, we think that Tom Wade
found evidence of your coverup.

And because you have every
text that's official in your pocket,

he had to go to DC to blow the whistle.

When you found out you had
Wade killed before he could talk.

Well, so I'm a murderer now too.

If the boot fits.

We know Wade was killed in
one of your meat packing plants.

Yeah, well, that's, uh, that's a crying shame.

Don't mean I had anything
to do with it though.

Hundreds of people work at that plant.

Let me ask you something.

You got any evidence
that ties me to the murder?

No.

Not yet.

But we are searching the place now.

And we will be talking to your plant manager.

And don't worry.

Something will come up.

Then I reckon we got
nothing else to talk about.

You know, I come down here alone.

As a favor to Joe here.

I gotta come back.

I'm bringing my army of real expensive lawyers.

Hell, I might even bring my friend, the governor,
down here to see what he has to say about this.

Half-ass witch hunter, y'all.

We'll make sure we have an extra chair.

You know, he can only poke at a bull
so long before he comes charging at you.

And if you aim to shoot him.

Well, you damn sure better not miss.

Joe.

You recognize this man?

Yep.

I've seen him before.

You mind telling us when?

Um, sure.

He came into the plant a few days ago,

said he worked for the
Bannons back in Texas,

and wanted the tour.

Since I'm the plant manager, I gave him one.

Then he left.

You sure about that?

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, he's dead, and we're wondering
if you knew something about it.

Me?

Yeah, you, the guy sweating
like a pig in a bacon factory.

- Is it that hot in here?
- No.

You know, I think I need to get some air or something.

Mr. Norin, we understand that the tenants are very powerful.

We can protect you.

I can't breathe.

- He's having a panic attack.
- Alright. Call 911.

- No!
- You need to calm down.

No! You need to let me leave!

Phil, Phil Bowen!

You don't want to hurt me.

Hurry!

Oxygen saturation's back to normal.

No, my head sure isn't.

Are you sure he's down for the count?

Yeah, he's sedated.

He should be stable enough for transport now.

What's the prognosis, because
that was no panic attack.

No, that was a psychotic break,
most likely brought upon by a overdose

of methamphetamines, at least
according to Casey's blood tests.

You're saying this guy's a meth head?

Maybe. Maybe not.

It could have been an accidental overdose.

That still makes him a meth head, Jimmy.

Not if he didn't know he was taking it.

How do you accidentally take meth?

I don't know, but there have been 20
other cases at the plant where Bill works.

Let me rephrase that.

How do 20 people accidentally take meth?

That's a good question, and you
are not going to believe the answer.

You're right, I don't believe it.

All the employees who got sick ate the exact
same thing for lunch at the factory cafeteria.

Burgers made from meat at the factory.

The drugs were in the meat.

Two of the butchers confessed to
smuggling it inside the carcasses.

From this one and about a dozen others in
a back storage room, all stuffed with meth.

One of the packets must have torn open during
transit, tainted the meat that went to the burgers.

Should have ordered the fish.

So do these carcasses come from the Bannon ranch?

Yes.

Butchers would intercept the drugs when the meat
would come in, and hand it off the local distributors.

Actually, a pretty smooth operation.

Till Riley showed up asking questions.

And the butchers admitted
the killing Riley except they insist

that they were just taking
orders from someone at the ranch.

Who?

Yes.

You ready to go? We got the meeting with the bank.

Unbelievable.

Y'all just don't quit, do ya?

Us? Nah.

We just missed you too much.

Get minor and this team on the horn.

Tell 'em I'm being arrested for
murder on a kind of some land deal.

It's drug smuggling now, actually.

We're not here for you.

We're here for her.

Me?

What are you talking about?

Your partner in the DC factory gave you up.

Said that you were the brains
behind the whole smuggling operation.

Tom figured it out when he found
the drugs while looking for donations.

But after he got caught
snooping around in DC,

you ordered your partner to kill him.

This is insane.

You believe this why?

Because two guys in DC I've never met said so?

It's their word against mine.

We never said it was two guys.

It's true?

You done this?

- Damn girl, you're gonna ruin me.
- Good.

- Dad!
- Stop her!

No shot, no shot.

I got him.
I got him.

- Hey.
- All right.

Nick, go!

Stop your horse.

Stop it.

Let go.

Let go of the reins.

Get down.

On your knees.
Down.

I never had to do that in Colombia.

Bullet went straight through.

He'll live.

Can't set the same for your ranch.

After everything that went down.

You might be looking at the
final days of the Bannon empire.

Maybe it's for the best.

Someone else have this land.

Use it for something
other than making money.

Besides, it would be good for
me to get away from my dad.

Started living life on my own terms.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I'm going to follow
them to the hospital.

Well, got some time before our flight back.

What do you say we, uh, high-tailed
into town and wrestle up some grub.

Oh, look at you with
the cowboy expressions.

Got to admit,

after riding that horse.

And it put me in the mood.

Well, that's, uh.

Giddy up, little doggy.

Hit the old dusty trail.

Oh, nope, forget it.

It's gone.

It's gone.

Hey, honey.

I'm home.

I'm in here.

Hey, how was your day?

It was good.

Good.

You're, uh, looking
at remodel stuff, huh?

Yeah.

Actually, I want to talk with you about that.

Yeah, me too.

Listen, honey.

I don't want to do it, Tim.

Which part, the island or?

The whole remodel.

Why not?

Well, I was, um...

I was looking at paint swatches and
I was putting them against the wall.

When I saw that...

Twins height chart?

Remember how competitive they would get?

Remember John?

Every time it was his turn, he would.

Get up on his tippy
toes just to piss off Mario.

Uh-huh.

I don't know.
We do the remodel,

we'd have to paint over that.

I don't want to lose that.

Every nick, every scratch.

They tell our family story.

They want to make this home our home.

And I love our home.

I love our own, too.

You know, since one has the kids
tonight, I was thinking a little date night.

Mm-hmm.

My two favorite words.

Maybe a little wine.

A little dinner.

Just see what happens.

Don't have to twist my arm.