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Previously on Happy Town...

There's been a murder.

Doc, what's wrong with him?

I would like you to
step in as acting sheriff.

Why do they call him the "Magic Man"?

He had an ability to
make people disappear

- that bordered on the mystical.
- I killed the Magic Man!

Friddle was not the Magic Man.

He told me where the bodies are.

- The stivilettos must have drugged her.
- Did they hurt you?

- I don't know!
- Georgia...

- A 17 year old?
- Did your father do this?

- I'm gonna kill your old man. - I'm gonna
go up now. I'll call you if I find anything.

* You're dead,
but the world keeps spinning. *

* Take a spin through
the world you left. *

* Taking flight... *

Take a
look around, Dave.

We've... dug 10 feet
in every direction.

This is the spot Jerry
Friddle described...

the big rock at the old camp.

Yeah, and there's no
bodies buried here.

- It doesn't make any sense.
- It makes perfect sense.

The only reason Jerry
Friddle confessed to you

is because he's afraid of you.

I mean, not only
is Jerry Friddle

not the Magic Man, Dave,
there is no Magic Man.

You pounded a railroad spike
into his head for no reason!

We don't know that for sure.

Help me fill these in.

What?

Just help me fill these in.

Hey. Anything broken?

You know,
uh, arms, legs...

Promises?

I don't think so.

Um...

- What happened?
- I don't know.

Um, a bird just flew
into the windshield.

Okay. Okay. What's your name?

Uh... Henley.

You don't sound so sure.

No, I'm sure.

It's Henley.
I'm... I'm fine, really.

Okay.

I'm okay.

What... what's your name?

Aidan.

Aidan. Okay.

You know,

I did see a medical clinic
about 20 miles back.

I think we should
get you checked out.

- Come on. Come on. Can you stand?
- Um... yeah.

Okay, easy. Easy.

My car's just right over here.
Lean on me.

Wait, wait. Um, sorry.
I... I have to grab my bag.

Um, I'll just be a minute.

I... I have makeup and stuff in here.

Your makeup?

Yeah. It's
hard-to-replace stuff.

And you want to look your
best after your crash, right?

You do, yes.

* Taking flight *

* you could be here tomorrow. *

- Womper, when's the last time you
wore that suit? - Ma's funeral.

Your mother died 12 years ago.

* I'm gonna fly on
down then fly away. *

* Well, all right. *

* Taking a spin through
the neighborhood. *

* The neighbors scream
"whatchya talkin' bout?" *

* 'Cause they don't
know how to let you in *

* and I can't let you out. *

We're here to file a
criminal complaint.

A criminal complaint?

Against who?

I think you mean "against whom?"

Tommy Conroy,

for assault and battery.

- And home invasion.
- And reckless endangerment.

* I'm gonna fly on
down then fly away... *

In my dream, I'm lying
on this rickety old bed,

and it keeps banging
against the wall.

Well,
I love any dream of yours

that involves a bed and banging.

Yeah, well,
this morning I realized

it must have been Carl
pounding on the front door.

He keeps losing his key.

- Guess he slept it off in the car.
- How's the bruise?

It wasn't that bad
to begin with,

- and I told you, it wasn't Carl
this time. - Come on, Georgia.

Your face is black and blue.

You don't remember
how it got that way,

and your father's fond
of smacking you around

- whenever he feels like. You know,
conclusions can be drawn. - Not this time.

Did you see who
killed Jerry Friddle?

I know you don't believe me,

but I really think that
somebody drugged me,

- and then maybe I fell.
- On your eye?

- I gotta go, Andrew.
- Can we please talk about this?

We just did. Bye.

* I'm gonna fly on down *

* for the last
stop to this town. *

* I'm gonna fly on
down then fly away *

* on my way. *

Yeah, yeah, the Bravin girl,

- the one that Tommy treats like
is his own daughter. - Georgia.

Georgia, yeah.
So he thought that we done

something to Georgia,
but we didn't do nothin' to Georgia.

- He then assaulted all four of you?
- Yes.

- By himself?
- Caught us off guard.

Right.

You sure this isn't about
your brother, Greggy?

- What about him? - Look, you boys have
had something against the Conroys

ever since they put
Greggy in prison.

No, no, no, no. Look, Greggy deserves
to be in prison, okay?

He killed a man.

Our beef with Tommy
is that he come along

and beat the hell out of us,
for no reason.

By himself?

He caught us off guard.

Hobbs, we're going
by the book here.

That's why we hired
ourselves a real lawyer.

- Maybe he said 14 miles. We, uh,
we could check... - We're not checking.

- What if I misheard him? - Okay,
even if Friddle did kill those people,

that does not give you the right

to take the law
in your own hands.

I think it does.

Okay. Tell that to Dan Farmer.

- Who?
- The detective.

He's leading the
state investigation.

Th... these guys are good.
They'll find something,

uh, prints, uh, D.N.A.,

or a cheeseburger wrapper
with your drool on it.

No, I wore gloves.

You don't think I deserve to
go to prison, do you, Tommy?

Do you?

You killed a man, Dave.

I mean, sooner or later,
that's something I gotta deal with.

Right now all I can tell you is

that it makes me
sick to my stomach.

Maybe you could just be quiet

while I drive us
out of here, okay?

Sync by corleone

What's that?

You might very well ask.

This is an American movie
camera from the 1940s.

It takes 16 millimeter film.

You're making a movie?

Oh. We don't want to
make you stop filming.

No, no, no. It's all right.

And clearly, I've met a
fellow enthusiast here.

Merritt Grieves.

Rachel Conroy.

This is Emma.

Well, I'm very happy
to meet you, Emma.

If you like cinema, Emma,

you should visit
my store sometime.

It's full

of dusty but interesting
old movie paraphernalia,

and you don't even
have to buy anything.

What's cinema?

Cinema is the marvelous
and the mysterious

rolled into one.

Can we go?

Yeah. We can go.

House of Ushers,

open 10:00 to 5:00.

And I never have any customers,

so you'll have the place
completely to yourself.

Look at that.

Cool?

That's quite a bird, isn't it?

Strange-looking.

I've never seen
anything like it.

It's been around
these last few days.

In some cultures,

the frequent appearance
of a bird is a harbinger

of things to come.

What's a harbinger?

A harbinger is also

the mysterious and the
marvelous rolled into one.

You should film it.

You are absolutely right.
I should film it.

Mm. Marvelous.

Hey, Tommy. A couple
things to tell ya.

- Yeah?
- First, the Stiviletto brothers

came in wearing suits with ties.

Well, sort of suits
and sort of ties.

Yeah, they're charging
you with battery.

Sheriff... just bringing everybody up to
speed on the Friddle investigation. - Great.

Feel free to jump in.

Now the force required to
pierce our victim's skull,

in two places,
with a dull railroad spike,

which is not easy,

means the killer is
almost certainly male,

a strong male at that.

The angle of
penetration suggests

a man over 6 feet tall.

These beautifully
unmolested tire tracks

were found near the crime scene.

It's like something out
of Pompeii, aren't they?

I sent a cast to the lab.
Should be hearing on that soon.

This is exciting stuff.

I mean, a hurricane leaves a
trail of evidence in its wake

a lot less than
this bastard did.

You know, I've been
doing this for 21 years,

and I always get a slight
tingling in my tongue

whenever I'm certain that
I'm gonna catch a guy.

This has been crackling
like an electrode

ever since I got here.

No way.

- Carl Bravin did this?
- You know Carl hates my family.

I come out of Belle's dinner,
and he's out front,

wasted out of his mind,
waving around this crowbar,

- and then he starts
smashing up my car. - Dude.

- Yeah, man, that's messed up.
- So I go to chase after him,

and then he hopped the
fence and took off.

- You think I should call the cops? - Forget the
cops. Carl lives a quarter mile down the road.

I say we go over together,
pay him a little visit, right?

- Come on. Who's in? - Yeah,
let's go, man. Let's go right now.

It's time for payback.

- Let's go get Bravin.
- Let's go. Get in.

Do you know what
day it is today?

Saturday.

Saturday, yeah. Very good.

Yeah. Attagirl.

Under the tongue.

Do you remember anything
about the accident?

Mm.
My mouth is closed.

- What'd she say?
- I think she said "mouth is closed"?

Of course. Of course.

- We'll do some X-rays.
- Mm-hmm.

I don't think you're concussed.

I do think you should keep
your boyfriend handy tonight,

- just in case your condition goes south.
- He's not my boyfriend.

- What'd she day?
- She said I'm not her boyfriend.

Oh, well, that's a pity.
Ah. Yeah.

So, Doc, you have a degree in
veterinary medicine, as well?

Well, not as well.

I mean, that's what I do.

- Come again?
- I'm an animal doctor,

though I have been known to
help humans in emergencies.

The nearest hospital
is 30 miles away.

I'll get those X-rays set up.

- You brought me to a veterinarian?
- It just said "medical clinic."

- How was I supposed to know it was a vet?
- Do I remind you of a schnauzer?

I mean, if you leave
me in the car,

- you gonna crack the windows?
- I am so sorry.

It's fine. I mean,
an X-ray's an X-ray.

I just wonder where
this thermometer's been.

Bravin's gonna get it now.

Let's get the junkie, man!

- This place is disgusting.
- This guy's got it coming.

Yeah, yeah.
Chill out. Hold on.

Get ready.

Do I know you?

We don't do business
unless I know you.

To be honest with you,
you don't look like a guy I know.

Because I don't know any
ill-conceived preppy runts.

Come on! Come on! Hit him!

Let's go, Andrew! You got him!

If you live in the woods, boys,
you always carry a blade.

We got raccoons out here,
big as bison!

Hey.
Wait a minute. I do know you.

You're the Haplin kid... Arnold.

Andrew.

Andrew! Well...

this is like fishing for trout
and reeling in a Rolls-Royce.

I'll tell you what, Andrew,

next time you see your
stinkin' dad...

tell him Carl Bravin
sends his hosannas!

- Put Bravin in cell three.
- Sheriff.

Track of a B.F.
Goodrich all-terrain radial

mounted on a half-ton pickup...

LT303/55R-20,

3-ply polyester casing,
2 full-width steel belts.

Good tire, not stock.

Yeah. Okay.

What do you see?

Uh, in... in addition to
what you just said?

Run your hand
along the surface this way.

- Smooth, right?
- Yeah.

And the other direction?

Rough.

We call that directional
wear pattern,

and it's as unique as
a fingerprint whorl.

Great.

Bastard may as well have left
his passport, driver's license

and high school
photo at the scene.

We pull files on all the
tire sales in the area,

cross-reference that
with registered trucks,

this time tomorrow we're
investigating vehicles.

Boy, it sure is a pleasure

working with the
state police on this.

Appreciate it, Dan.

Hello?

Oh, my goodness. Look.

Greetings.

Oh.

You... you scared mr.

I'm so delighted you dropped by.

This place is amazing.

Wh... where did you
get all this stuff?

Oh, far and wide,
other collectors,

uh, aficionados, hobbyists.

And as I said,

you have the place
completely to yourself.

Well, I'm sure once you
get some word of mouth,

you'll have more customers.

Perhaps. It has occurred to me

that I may not be much
of an entrepreneur.

I...

Sorry.

Georgia?

What's wrong?

What?

Wait. Hold on.

I should take this outside.

- Is it okay if I let Emma...
- Absolutely.

Honey, I'll be right
out front, okay?

Just wave if you need me.

Okay, Georgia, I'm here.

I'm sorry I can't help
with Emma tonight.

I should wait till
Carl gets back.

Of course.

Uh, is... is your father all right?

I think so.

It's... it's Andrew
that got hurt.

He's in the hospital,
getting stitched up.

- You mean Andrew Haplin?
- Yeah.

Well, Andrew is

a little bit of a brat.

Yeah, but growning up
with the Haplins,

- how could he not be?
- True.

I mean, his sister's
disappearance,

domineering grandma... all that.

Georgia, are... are you
sure you're okay?

I'm fine.

You're right. He's a brat,
a brat who attacked my father.

I'll call you later.

A word of advice:

if you're gonna
piss someone off,

don't give them a stick
to beat you with.

Yeah. You're referring
to the Stivilettos.

I heard they hired Lee Geary.

- I used to steal that guy's lunch
in High School. - Yeah, yeah, I know.

He ain't much to fear.
But personally, I find it

hard to believe that they came
up with this idea themselves.

I figure it's Greggy.

- What about Greggy? - Well,
Greggy's the smart one, right?

I'm guessin' the boys went down
to see him in the penitentry,

they told him about you
wildin' out on them,

and here it is Greggy's idea.

We put Greggy in
jail five years ago.

Why would he wait till now
to exact his revenge?

Because when you knocked
the brothers around,

you handed Greggy
an opportunity.

This is his way of saying,
"Thank you, Tommy Conroy."

You have a lot of nice things.

Thank you very much.

Do you know, Emma,

I keep a kind of a journal,

you see?

And in this journal,

every night before I go to bed,

I write down all the
wonderful objects

I wish I had in my store.

Movie posters,

rare photos,
movie props and so on.

And when I've
acquired those things,

I close the book,

and I tap it three times...

Turn it around,

and... voila!

I can start all over again.

Mom, he made the
writing go away.

- Thank you for watching her.
- Not at all. Everything okay?

Yes.

It's just... you'll come to see,
here in Haplin,

things change
without any warning.

Then Haplin's a little
like life, I guess.

Emma, a gift.

No. You...

- you're running a business.
- Mom, he made the writing disappear.

- Please. I'd like her to have it.
- What do you say?

Thank you?

It is a pleasure Emma.

It was so nice meeting you.

All right. Come on. Let's go.

Mom, he made the writing go away.

Really? That's amazing.

Carl, we all know that
you' been moving crystal

out of that shotgun
shack of yours.

So forgive us for thinking
there's more to this story.

The kids weren't
there buying drugs.

Did you find any drugs there?

No. He just hauled off and hit me.

You don't get along
with John Haplin.

Is that what this is about?

Nah. I will tell you this, though,

that Arnold is a bully,

just like his father.

Andrew.

I can understand the
old man being so grumpy.

Having his daughter...

taken by the
Magic Man like she was...

Yeah, I can understand that.

After all, I'm a father myself.

Do you even have any idea

- what grade Georgia's in these days,
Carl? - I saw the Magic Man once.

It was right around the
time that old lady got took.

He comes through the
woods by my cabin.

He was tall and skinny,

and he wore a blue top hat...

made him look even taller.

And he carried a walking stick,

on account of he limped.

And his eyes glowed,

like two puncture holes in
the walls of an incinerator.

And he had a bird with him,

big, nasty bird

with wings of fire.

And he called that bird...

Cicero.

Cicero?

The Magic Man's big,
nasty bird sidekick?

All right, Carl,
until we can figure out

why those kids
were on your property,

you're free to go.

Yeah.

Okay, thanks.

Nowhere in here
does it say "vet."

He'd have a picture
of a dog or a cat.

I'd even accept goldfish.

So that was the mechanic.

He said my car's totaled.

I don't know what I'm gonna do.

I can't buy another
car right now.

If you want, I could
lend you a few dollars.

Mm. I happen to be a
little flush this week.

It's not the money,

although, I don't have much
at the moment. It's just...

all my plans centered
around having the car,

and now everything is off.

Well...

If you want, I could
drive you back to Haplin.

- You've done enough. - Like bring you to an
animal doctor for a checkup, right?

Wow. You're really taking
this vet thing hard, huh?

Well, I just...

I don't like that the first
thing I did for you was moronic.

The first thing?

What, you plan on doing more?

Yeah, if you let me.

* Ooh. *

* Oh. *

* Meet me down by
the soda machine, *

* show me now what
our love means. *

* Take my hand and sex me up, *

* give me all your
teenage love. *

* Teenage love, *

* teenage love... *

Some coffee and cookies,
if anyone wants some.

Very nice of you, Carol.

Honey, don't. I got it.

- He got eight stitches.
- Five.

It's not a very nice
phone call to get,

- that your son has been stabbed.
- No, I'm sure it's not.

I should have just called
the police, you know,

but I thought if I talked
to Carl when he's sober,

he'd offer to fix my car.

So I... I knocked on his door,

and then he comes out and
just started yelling at me.

- And that's when he stabbed me.
- Well, that was your mistake,

assuming that Carl Bravin
would be sober at 10:00 A.M.

So when's the arraignment?

Well, he actually hasn't been
charged with anything yet.

- What? - There's just a couple
things that don't make sense.

- And I know that you and Carl didn't get along, John, so...
- Now what the hell does that have to do with anything?

Hey, Tommy, I know
it's all very exciting

that you're sheriff
now and everything,

but you don't have to make this
into a Sherlock Holmes case.

- He just told you exactly what happened. - Andrew,
Carl's daughter said he was passed out all morning,

- not out smashing cars.
- Are... are you serious?

Since when is the
daughter of a drug dealer

- a reliable witness?
- Georgia's like family to me, John.

I'm not saying she's perfect,
but I haven't known her to lie.

Hey.

Hey.

You wanna get out of here?

Yeah. Wait a second.

Tom. Tom.

Look, uh,

sorry if I took a
tone back there.

But you gotta help me out here.

It's my son's word
against the word of

a drug-dealing savage who
practically froths at the mouth.

So aside from the testimony
of Bravin's daughter,

- is there any reason not
to believe Andrew? - No.

So we're agreed...
Carl needs to be locked up.

Yeah.

Good. Good. Great. Great.

Then I can attend
tonight's thaw fest

unencumbered by...

hostile feelings of injustice.

Look, my mother really wants
to be behind you. We all do.

But with that comes
responsibility.

- Tell Carol thanks for the coffee.
- Sure.

Grandma.

Hi.

The story about Carl
Bravin smashing your car...

it's not true, is it?

I know it's weird, but...

Don't.

You're embarrassing both of us.

Your father did things
like this at your age...

impulsive things covered
with unlikely stories.

But you're smarter than John,
aren't you?

I expect you'll go much further.

Further?

I find bread inherently boring.

Your grandfather...

he understood.

Sometimes, perhaps,
it skips a generation.

What does?

Influence, and how to wield it,

like a truncheon.

Most people just sit around
waiting to be drubbed.

And then there are those
who do the drubbing.

If I'm right,

this town is only the
beginning for you.

But it all starts here,

and you can't be
reckless about it.

At least you weren't badly hurt.

The Bravin girl is sweet,

spirited, even.

But I'd keep your options open.

Yeah?

Hey, Tommy. It's Hobbs.

I thought you should know
that you're being deposed

by a Mr. Lee Heary tomorrow.

Yeah, he wants to question you and
get a copy of the police log

on the day of you visit
to the Stivilettos'.

You better get your
story straight.

Great. Thanks, Roger.

I gotta go.

Daddy!

Almost thaw fest!

Hey, buddy. You okay?

Yeah. Yeah. I... I just didn't
expect to see you here.

I want to run something by you.

I think Friddle sensed
what was coming,

and that's why he lied
about burying the bodies.

- He didn't want to give me the satisfaction...
- I don't want you coming to my house anymore,

Dave, or anywhere near my family.

Why?

Seriously, Dave?

Is it because you don't
want them tangled up in this

or...

Look, you don't think

I would ever hurt
Rachel and Emma, do you?

They're like family to me.

I know.

I would never...

I don't blame you.
I don't blame you.

I mean, here I am,
trying to convince myself

that I vanquished the Magic Man.

But if Jerry was innocent,
you know what that makes me?

Come on.

Friddle was innocent.

That's why I don't want
you around my family.

Because I know what
that makes you, Dave.

It makes you a murderer.

Do yourself a favor,
all right? Change your tires.

What?

Just change your damn tires.

You know, I don't, um,

I don't usually...

just do this with people.

Well, you got a
bump in the head.

Your ability to reason
was compromised.

Since you're gonna be
in town for at least a few more days,

is it all right if I
call you sometime?

Yes.

That'd be all right.

Is that?

It is.

Oh, my.

I know.

You think if we
gave Emma 20 bucks

we could forget about thaw fest?

- And we could just
turn off the phone... - Mm.

Crawl into bed.

Sounds beautiful.

Unfortunately,
where thaw fest is concerned,

Emma will not be bought.

And as Sheriff of Haplin,

I think you're obliged to go.

You all right?

Yeah. I just...

I'm not quite the whiz-bang
crime solver I need to be.

All you need to do

is make people feel
confident in their sheriff,

and that's what you're doing.

Yeah, I don't know.
I can't even figure out

why Andrew Haplin
attacked Carl Bravin.

My father would have
had that one licked

- ten minutes after arriving on the scene.
- Maybe it's not that different

from why you went
after the Stivilettos.

I went after the Stivilettos
'cause they hurt Georgia.

Exactly.

Are... are you saying that
Georgia and Andrew...

It's just a guess.

I... I heard something
in her voice,

a concern.

Yeah, she was concerned
about her father.

No, it was a different
kind of concern.

It was the kind of
concern you save

for the guy you plan on spending
the rest of your life with.

I recognized it, because...

It was the sound of my voice
whenever I'm worried about you.

- I'll meet you guys at thaw fest.
- Where are you going?

To tell Peggy Haplin she
should have made you sheriff.

Tommy.

You scared us.

Uh, if you're looking for John,
he's already at thaw fest.

Andrew?

I'm afraid you're under arrest.

Tommy. Hey.

I took your advice.
I changed my tires.

Dave, not here.

Tommy.

Hey.

- You are one crazy son of a bitch.
- Hobbs told me

you arrested Andrew
Haplin on assault charges?

- I thought he was joking.
- Yeah, afraid not.

'Cause you didn't have
enough trouble on your hands.

You had to go and arrest
the Mayor's grandson?

- You did what? - Look, he'll do
a little community service,

mop the floors of the
courthouse for an afternoon,

but it makes a point,

- the law applies to everyone
in Haplin, right? - Yeah.

All right. Excuse me, fellas.

Catch up with Rachel.

Ladies and gentlemen,

my friend, my boss, my mentor,

my mother...

Peggy Haplin.

I'll make this brief

so everyone can get back
to the business at hand,

which is having a ball at,
believe it or not,

the 53rd annual Haplin
County thaw fest!

I remember
my daddy taking me...

- So what's first? Bumper cars?
- Jumpy castle!

Oh! Grown-ups can't
go on the jumpy castle.

Oh, are we doing this for
her or for you?

- Hey, you better let me hold on to that
notebook. - You can do it! You can do it!

I tell you what.

I'll meet you over there.

I have to face the music first.

Mwah.

Jumpy castle!

You have tickets? Let's go.

Come on, ladies.
I know you'd like to.

- Come on.
- No.

- Any time. Don't look at it. Get... get in
on it. - Don't be shy. Don't be shy.

Hey, Tommy. Wanna have a go?

Three tries for a buck.

Proceeds go to Baby Boy's
college education.

Or was there another
reason you came by?

Look, it was wrong of me to kick
you fellas around. I admit it.

That said, one thing that
doesn't keep me awake at night

is facing the four of
you in a court of law.

Well, it's awful kind
of you there, Tommy,

but, you see, the thing is...

We've decided to
drop our little complaint.

Yeah? Why is that?

Well, it seems that Greggy

has got something
better in mind for you.

Greggy! Greggy! Greggy!

Greggy!
Greggy! Greggy!

- Whoo! - Your brother's still
got two years left on his sentence.

That don't mean he ain't the
man with the plan, does it?

Is that right?

Come on! Come on!

Bye. Ooh.

Come on!
Everybody's a winner!

- Folks, bring it in! Bring it in!
- Three for a buck! Dunk the dimwit!

Come on, boys!
Everybody's welcome except you!

You know,

I think I'll check
out your thaw fest,

get me a funnel cake.

You deserved to get stabbed,
you know that?

- Bringing half the hockey team to
beat on my dad? - You take his side?

- You expect me to take yours?
- He hits you! He's got no right.

No, he doesn't.

But this bruise has
nothing to do with him.

I believe you.

You do?

I do.

So... so I figure we went
after him for past sins.

Fine.

- But no more. Promise?
- I promise.

You used your one
phone call on me?

Your grandma could
have helped you.

No, I wanted to see you.

I don't want to see her.

- I can't bail you out.
- I don't care.

I'm just glad you came.

Emma?

Emma. Come here.

You ready?

Two more minutes, mommy. Please?

- Two more minutes.
- Yay!

- I'll be right over here, okay?
- Okay.

Okay.

Hey. It's Chloe.

It's, uh, 9:00 P.M. here.

I'm back in Haplin,
without a car.

Long story. Um, but don't worry.

I'll figure something out.

I'll go see her and get it done.

On the brighter side, uh,

found a nice reason for
sticking around a little longer.

I'll call you back.

Greggy! Greggy!

Greggy! Greggy! Greg...

Greggy! Greggy!

What goes on, Ronald?

Aidan Gregory Stiviletto!

How ya doing, brother? Whoo!

Come here! Bring it!
Oh! You're home.

You hear that?

Yes!

Yes. Yes.

Hey, Tommy. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Turn around, I said.

All right. Now pick it up.

- You're not doing your job, Tommy.
- Pick up the badge.

Hand it to me. Maybe I'll
forget this happened.

You arrest my son?
Are you joking?

Please tell me you're joking.

Your son attacked
Carl Bravin, John.

- Andrew's in trouble. - Oh, you think you can
take me on, Tom? Is that what you think?

Hmm? Who chopped off their
hand and made you king?

I think I might have to
call my mother on this.

Hey, I don't expect nothing
less from you, pal.

Daddy!

Hey.

Hey. Whoa.
What's wrong, Emma?

Mommy said two minutes.
She said two minutes.

What?

She's gone.

No, Emma. Mommy's not gone.

She's around here
somewhere, okay?

We're not done here, John.

Come on. We're gonna find mommy.

- Huh? It's okay.
- She's gone.

- Mommy's around here. That's okay.
- She said two minutes.

Hey. What's up, T.C.?

Have you guys seen Rachel?

No. No.

Calling her?

- You hear that?
- Yeah, I do. I do.

- Where's it coming from? - It's, uh,
it's... it came from over there.

He'll be back, now that blood's
been spilled again.

Everything will unravel.

Rachel.

Rachel!

Rachel!

Rachel!
Rachel! Rachel!

Rachel! Rachel! Rachel!

Rachel!

You can't stop him.
You never could.

Hey, Tommy?
Is this her notebook?

The pages are all blank.

- He made the writing disappear.
- Who?

That man.

What man, Emma? Emma, what man?

Emma, what man?!

I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

It's okay. We'll find her.

I saw the Magic Man once,

and he had a bird with
wings of fire.

Oh, God, no.