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Previously on Happy Town...

Aah!

I think we should get you
checked out.

All I really want is
my hammer back.

- I'm gonna kill your old man.
- Do I know you?

Andrew,
you're under arrest.

Can I borrow your creamer?

- Did you put something in my milk?
- Why do they call him the Magic Man?

He had an ability
to make people disappear

that bordered on the mystical.

Two more minutes, mommy.

- She's gone.
- Rachel!

I don't know where you are...

But I need you
to hear me.

All right?

Because something's
happened, pop...

Something real bad.

And you might be
the only person in the world

who can help me.

All right,
if you'd follow me, please?

All right, listen up!
Come on. Gather around.

All right, I want two teams

combing the 600 block
of Walton Street.

I want one team on Mill Street.

You find so much as
a freshly chewed piece of gum,

you radio me immediately.
Understood?

How's this one, boss?

Fellas,
meet your missing person.

Yes, sir.

- All right?
- Roger.

- Make copies. Start
wallpapering the town. - All right.

Excuse me.

Farmer.

Yeah, you get anything off
that Conrad phone dump?

Look, it's no secret

Tommy Conroy and I
ain't exactly bosom buddies.

But I just got out of prison.
So what, I'm just gonna

roll back into town,
snatch a Sheriff's wife?

Sure, Rachel was always talking
about moving to California,

but I don't think she'd go
without Tommy and Emma...

- Not without her family.
- No.

- Hey, Georgia...
- Hey, no talking, Andrew.

You use the can and then you're
back to your cell. Come on.

- Tell me again.
- I already told you.

When was the last time
you saw your mommy?

She said she'd wait outside
the Jumpy Castle for me.

But when I came out,
she wasn't there.

Where'd she go?

I don't know, baby.
I don't know.

Just wait here.

Where did you get those?

Went by your house.
It was on the front porch.

Ohh. It was just
a matter of time.

- Georgia, can you just stay with Emma for me, please?
- Sure, Tommy. Anything I could do to help out.

- Any luck? - Nothing. Did
you talk to Greggy Stiviletto?

Plenty of people
saw him at Thaw Fest

- after Rachel disappeared. What's that?
- Georgia found 'em at my house.

Damn it, Tommy,
I'm sorry.

It could be just a copycat...
Someone who knows that

the Magic Man
always sends dead flowers

- to the victim's family. - Yeah. All
right, well, just get 'em to the lab, okay?

We're setting up
a trap-and-trace at your place

- in case any ransom calls come in.
- Okay. Great. Did you guys find anything yet?

Not yet, but I have
total confidence in your team

- to handle this investigation
from here on in. - Our team?

Just got a call from
Captain Frost. I'm being called

back to St. Paul.
Apologies for the short notice.

- Let's start packing it up, fellas. - Now how
convenient that the staties can do a peace-out

just when they're
needed here the most.

Rachel's gone, pop.

She's gone.

She just disappeared

in the middle
of Thaw Fest last night.

Where did you go?

Where the hell did you go?

You all right, Tommy?

You want me to take it
from here?

I got it.

Tommy?

Personal differences aside,

I am praying for Rachel's
safe return. We all are.

- Thanks, John.
- Don't lose hope, Sheriff.

We're here for you...

For support and as a resource.

When our daughter Lauryn
was taken by the Magic Man,

it was very tough for us,
but we pulled together,

and we'll help you
through this, too.

I'll keep you posted.

Thanks, Tommy. Have faith.
Come on, sweetie. Let's go.

Who do you want
to start looking at?

Rachel was taken
in the middle of a crowd...

No witnesses,
just like the others.

The other Magic Man victims?

You don't want to go down
that road, Tommy.

I mean, as it is we're not
putting any details on the wire.

- If the papers even get a whiff of this...
- We can't ignore it. It's the same pattern.

Look, I thought you said we were
gonna start looking at somebody

- in the town who might have a
beef with you. But you're talking about...

- No, now you're thinking it's about the Magic Man!
- It's about everything, Roger! We have to look at everyone.

Look, you aren't thinking
about using those poor families

as a resource, are you?

Not when I already know
the best resource in town.

What am I supposed to do?

What am I supposed to do, pop?

Oh, come on!

Can you hear me?

Pop!

Go see the english man.

What'd you say?

Go see the english man.

Merritt Grieves?

I don't believe we've been
formally introduced.

It's very nice to meet you
finally, Tommy Conroy,

or should I say Sheriff?

I'm bringing you in
for questioning

in the disappearance
of Rachel Conroy

or, should I say, my wife.

So tell us, Mr. Grieves,

how long have you been
livin' in Haplin?

Just shy of four months.

What brought you here
from Manchester?

I'd long been searching
for a quaint and cozy town

in which to hock my wares.

Am I a suspect, Sheriff?

Let's just say
you're a person of interest...

Immense interest.

Now...

It ss here you listed
no previous address

when you rented out
the House of Ushers.

I seldom settle anywhere
for very long.

What are you running from,
Mr. Grieves?

I travel in order
to collect trinkets

for my store.

You're never gonna find
an original, undamaged print

of "Les enfants du paradis"
by swinging in the hammock,

sipping ice drinks.

A certain amount
of wayfaring is required.

But I'm happy to have
settled here in Haplin,

where apparently,
you can be considered guilty

without reasonable cause
or explanation.

Isn't it true that you
left Thaw Fest last night

approximately 8:30 p.m...

- A half-hour before Rachel's abduction?
- That is true.

Yeah, but is it also true
that Haplin enjoyed

- five years of peace before your arrival?
- Also true.

So you understand
our immense interest,

don't you, Mr. Grieves?

Certainly. Except,
of course, last night,

while Rachel
was being kidnapped,

I was enjoying
a rousing game of spades

with the merry widows
of Meadows' boarding house

over glasses of gin whippie,

and I'm sure the widows
will corroborate my story.

I'm sorry to have
to tell you this,

but I did not kidnap your wife.

Why did my father
send me to talk to you?

Because I am a collector,
Sheriff.

I collect many things,
not just movie props.

I collect information.

Information?

On the Magic Man.

His name's Aidan.

No, I don't know
where he lives.

Of course I know
how important this is.

Don't worry.
I'll get it back.

Morning, Henley.

We're making sandwiches
for the volunteer search teams.

Search teams?
What search teams?

Haven't you heard?

Rachel Conroy went missing
last night during Thaw Fest.

Missing? What happened?

She was taken...
Abducted, seized, snatched.

I've said it before,
and I will say it again...

It is no coincidence
that Greggy Stiviletto

comes back into town
fresh from the slammer

the same day that
Rachel goes missing.

Who's Greggy Stiviletto?

Why, you should know better
than anyone, my dear.

He gave you a ride home
last night...

And a kiss.

Mm.

What was he in jail for?

Murder.

Seven victims of the Magic Man.

You're the so-called expert.
Tell me what you know.

What do all these people
have in common?

- It's not about the people, Sheriff.
- No?

It is about the act.

Seven, now eight people disappear

in the middle of a crowd,
and yet there are no witnesses.

How?

He is performing
the most basic and elementary

of magic tricks here...

Sleight of hand.

Magic tricks?

Mr. Grieves...

My wife is out there somewhere,

and you are wasting my time.

Tommy, are you familiar
with early cinema?

There is a German film
from 1923

called "The Blue Door"...
Impenetrable at first.

It took repeated viewings
to truly understand it.

I had to go back
to the beginning of the film.

If you don't start
speaking English,

you're gonna have plenty of time
to ponder its meaning

- sitting in our holding cell. - It would be
unwise to lock me up. I can be an asset.

And besides, what grounds
can you hold me on?

I'd say failure to cooperate
with police is enough.

I have cooperated. It is you
who are not listening.

I've told you what
you need to know.

You have to go back
to the beginning.

That is enough!

Kelvin!

Would you please show
Mr. Grieves to his new digs?

You'll never find your wife
Sheriff,

- unless you start looking at
these cases with fresh eyes. - Move.

- Let's go. - Now you know we
can only hold this guy for 24 hours.

- I know. - Why do you think this
guy knows something, Tommy?

Because I trust Griff, Roger.

I brought you
some gerber daisies.

They were always
Alice's favorite.

Rachel...

How can this be, Griffin?

I thought we took care
of this long ago.

I need you to come out
from wherever you've gone

and tell me, how can this be?

Oh, ho, ho, ho, ho!

I don't know
what you're selling,

but you can put me down
for 10 of 'em. No... 11.

I'm looking for Greggy.

'Course you are.

- They're all looking for Greggy.
- Yeah, he's inside.

Greggy's back
from the long place!

He sure is.

Whoo-hoo!

Nice place you got here, Aidan.

Well, it's about time
you showed up.

- You were expecting me?
- Eventually.

See, I made you waffles
yesterday, too.

Had to feed 'em to the goats
when you didn't show up.

Mm. That why
you took my hammer?

To ensure a second date?

Yeah, maybe.

Or maybe I didn't want
to get clubbed in the head

when you found out
who I really was.

I know blood when I see it.

Why'd you lie to me?

I don't know.

Maybe because "I just got
out of the penitentiary"

didn't seem like a pick-up line
with a lot of mileage to it.

But on to a much more
important question...

Do you take your waffles
with or without whipped cream?

My secret ingredient...

Cinnamon.

Yeah, I put cinnamon
in almost everything.

You might even say
I'm obsessed with it.

Do you know,
since the beginning of time,

cinnamon has been used
for everything

from, uh, currency
to embalming the dead.

Hmm.

But, uh,

I think...

That it makes a hell
of an aphrodisiac.

You know what?

All I really want
is my hammer back.

Oh, I think you'll change your
mind once you've tasted this.

What did I tell you, beautiful?

Tell ya, fair-weather farmer's
got some nerve splittin' now.

As if it's not bad enough
Friddle's killer

is still at large,
now Rachel goes missing?

We questioned most of Rachel's
friends and coworkers.

She doesn't have enemies.

No. It's a bad sign we haven't
had so much as a ransom call.

How's Emma holding up, T.C.?

Eh, good as can be expected.

She's, uh,
home with Georgia now.

You been here all night?

Yeah. I figure I could
either lie in bed awake

or come here and try
to make sense of this thing.

T.C., Carl Bravin's truck
was found abandoned

in the woods near Mac's pond.

Neighbors say it's been there
since Thaw Fest.

Bravin wasn't happy when
we hesitated to arrest Andrew

- for breaking his beak.
- Well, let's head over to Bravin's now.

So what's her name?

Who?

There's only
one of three reasons

why a bright and handsome
young man like yourself

would be spending his night
in the slammer...

Money, alcohol or women.

And what are you in here for?

What, is it against the law now
to be creepy?

Since you're a Haplin,

I know it's not money.

And there's nothing
remotely bibulous about you.

So... let me ask you again.

What's her name?

It's complicated.

- Complicated?
- Yeah.

That's a new one.

Now take it from me...

We are plucked from this earth
almost as soon as we're planted here.

So you and "complicated"...

should seize the day.

- Dad.
- Free to go, Andrew.

You got an appointment
with Judge Ventura on Tuesday.

Probably looking
at some community service.

Thank you.

Dad, can we please save
the "you don't know how much

of a disappointment you are
to this family" lecture

until we get home, please?

You know... part of me
was actually glad

that you're in this cell
the night of Thaw Fest,

so the Magic Man couldn't
take you away from me, too.

- You all right, dad? - Yeah, I'm fine.
Come on. Let's... let's go home.

Don!

- All right, we're good.
- What?

You got a ram?

It's in the back,

but you could blow this place
down with one puff.

Yeah. Just in case.

Hey, Tommy, hold up.

I got a couple of
tough questions I gotta ask you.

Strictly protocol.

What is it?

You and, uh, Rachel have
any marital problems?

No.

Money problems?

None.

Did Rachel have access
to a large amount of cash or...

Not unless
she's been stuffing it

in our mattress
without me knowing.

Oh, yeah, one other thing.

Um, what's with
the muddy shovels in the back?

Shovels?

Muddy shovels.

Look, Tommy,
you gotta understand,

anytime a woman goes missing

and her husband's
been digging holes,

any Detective worth his salt
is gonna ask the questions.

Understood.

I was helping Big Dave
plant some spruce saplings

in his ma's backyard.

Spruce, huh?

Yeah, spruce.

It's a little early
for that, huh?

Still a mean frost
in the morning.

Oh, yeah.
You're telling me.

But what Mrs. Duncan wants,
Mrs. Duncan gets, right?

Guess we didn't need the ram.

Mr. Bravin?

Carl?

Jeez.
This place always this messy?

Yeah.

Now you know why Georgia spends
so much time at our place.

Hobbs.

Tommy.

We gotta get to The Bready.

What is it?

Let's go, Tommy.

Hobbs, what is it?

That's the ticket, Carl.

Quiet as a mouse.

I don't know how many different
ways I gotta ask you, Carl.

What's it gonna take, Carl?

What's it gonna take?

Carl... take, Carl?

What's it gonna take, Carl?
What's it gonna take?

What's it gonna take?

All right, everybody,
make some space, okay?

Back up a little bit.
Everybody, take two steps back.

Is it her, T.C.?
Is it her?

Is that...

Rachel's ring, Tommy?

That's Rachel's ring...

But that's not Rachel's hand.

* Sirens ring *

* Shots ring out *

* A stranger cries *

* Screams out loud *

* I had my world *

* Strapped across my back *

* I held my hands *

* Never knew how to act *

I think you have more than
earned your prize, pretty lady.

* Below me *

* Was a homeless man *

* Singin' songs *

* That I knew complete *

Thank you.

* On the steps alone *

You know,
you still haven't told me...

Why were you in jail?

I was in a bar...

In Minneapolis
with my brothers.

Mm-hmm.

And, uh, these biker guys

started talkin' smack
about Baby Boy.

Now look, I love my brothers,

but they're about as sharp
as a bag of wet mice.

A fight broke out.

I hit this one biker, and he
just kind of fell awkwardly,

broke his neck.
Dead when he hit the ground.

We ran...

But they found me
eventually here in town...

And sent me away.

Manslaughter.

* Now walkin' home *

You still feel like kissing me?

* On these streets *

Carl?

Yo, Carl?

Good boy, Carl.

There's no need to drag

that pretty little daughter
of yours into this mess.

Not again.

* They stood by me *

* Just like moonbeams *

* Look out the window *

* Down upon that street *

* Gone like midnight *

* Was that man *

* But I see his 6-string *

* Laid against the wall *

* And all his things *

* They all look so small *

* Got my fingers *

* Crossed on a shooting star *

* Just like me *

I promised my mom

that I'd come back to Haplin
and claim my inheritance.

* ... was drawn on you
was drawn on me *

And I think I might be in
over my head.

Don't know if I can finish
what I've started.

Does the hammer have something
to do with your inheritance?

It does.

* ... was drawn on me *

* And it's drawing me in *

* Oh *

So this jailbird thing...

A deal breaker or what?

I don't know how long
I'm gonna be in town, but...

While I'm here,
the deal's not broken.

Rockin' good news.

Some things you gotta
see through, Henley.

No time for regrets
in this life.

But...

Plenty of time...

For waffles.

T.C., just got a match
on the fingerprints.

You were right.
It's not Rachel.

But you're not gonna believe
who they do belong to...

Lauryn Ward...
The Magic Man's first victim.

You'll have to excuse us,
Sheriff.

It's just that we spent
the last 12 years

without a single sign of Lauryn
and now...

I understand how difficult
this is for you to hear,

but I asked doc Pete to come in
and explain what he found

when he examined
your daughter's hand.

Doc.

Mr. Ward, um, Mrs. Ward,

The cuts across the wrist were
definitely pre-mortem wounds,

um, meaning that Lauryn
was still alive

at the time that the hand
was severed.

When was that?

Uh, approximately 48 hours ago.

Did you hear that, Sarah?

Our... our baby's still alive.
This is good news.

She's alive?

No, we... we can't know that
for sure.

The doc just said.

He... he said she was alive
48 hours ago.

Thank you, Sheriff.

Thank you so much.

There's still hope.

Lauryn Ward's severed hand

was found
at the bread factory today...

And she was alive
when it was removed.

She was alive?

It never occurred to me
they might be still out there,

somewhere alive.

You and me both.

Rachel works
at the bread factory.

Tell me that's not
just a coincidence.

The switch.

The what?

The switch.

The central principle
of sleight of hand... the switch.

He has exchanged one object
for another.

Where are we going?

Back to the beginning.

What is this place?

It's called "the pit."

It's a popular drinking spot
for the high school crowd.

It's also...

Where Lauryn Ward
was kidnapped.

She was out here partying
with a group of friends

when she just vanished.

Now...

If what you
said is true,

about going back
to the beginning...

This is exactly where
we need to be looking.

This is where it all started.

It's a good thing you had
these torches in the truck.

Torches?
You mean flashlights?

Guess it's an English thing,
like, um, "dodgy"

or "crisps", "chin-wag."

What the heck's a chin-wag?

A light,
inconsequential conversation.

Ugh!
Oh.

God!
Oh.

What was that?

I have no idea.

I've seen that bird before.

You know that moment
in horror films...

Just before the monster
rears its ugly head?

Yeah.

Prepare for the rearing.

Whoa! Whoa! Don't shoot!

Jeez, Root Beer.

What are you guys doing
out here?

That's a long story.

God.

Root Beer, I thought
you were at my house.

What do you mean?

Shell said you called
the station

and told them to send
all officers home

and come meet you at the pit.

If you're here,
who's watching Georgia and Emma?

Oh, God. He's in my house.

He's in my house.

Georgia, I need you
to listen to me carefully.

Get Emma and get out
of the house right now.

No, just get out of the house!

Okay, Emma C., we're gonna
go for a walk,

see Mr. Packer.
He made us some hot chocolate.

Go get your coat, sweetie.

- Hey.
- What are you doing here?

I wanted to see you,

and I don't care who sees me
seeing you anymore,

- and neither should you.
- We gotta get out of here. Come on.

- Root Beer, make sure Georgia and Emma
got to packer's house. - Tom, around back!

Rachel.

No, the last time
we had a forced entry,

Johnny, uh, really messed up
on the prints.

I remember...

Waiting outside
of the Jumpy Castle for Emma

and...

Suddenly everything went black

and the next thing I know,

I was here in the bathtub.

I don't know
where I went, Tommy. I...

Hey, it doesn't matter.
You're home.

All right?

Tomorrow you can come down
to the station,

if... if you're feeling
up to it,

and... and we can talk about it
some more, okay?

Mommy,
will you tuck me into bed?

Mm. Nothing would
make me happier.

Yeah. All right. Come on.

Let's go upstairs.
Let's go.

Oh, no.

My... my rings...
They're gone.

Hey, don't worry.

It, uh...

It'll turn up.

Come on.

Tommy.

I-I just wanted to tell you

how glad I am that Rachel's safe.

You shouldn't be here, Dave.

It's a hell of a thing, huh?

Yeah, it sure is.

Uh, I'm... I'm just surprised
we even got her back.

I'll... I'll see you, Roger.

How are those, uh,
spruce saplings shaping up?

What spruce saplings?

Uh, my bad. I was thinking of
Sully down at the doughnut shop.

He... he's planting
spruce saplings.

Oh.

Yeah, I get
all you big guys confused.

You contribute
to fattening me up.

Okay.

Yeah.

Where have you been
the last two days?

Around, I guess.

I thought you promised you would
never deal at the house.

I just saw your new friend
leaving.

What are you talking about?

I've been alone all day.

When'd you become such a snoop?

I tell you what... why don't you
snoop on into the kitchen there?

Get me a candy bar...
Somethin' with nuts.

Oh. That was...

Invigorating?

No, I was gonna say
"intense."

I underestimated you, Sheriff.

You certainly proved
your worth today.

I led you to a greenhouse
in the middle of nowhere

when the Magic Man
was invading my house.

How exactly is that
proving my worth?

If we hadn't gone back
to the beginning,

back to where Lauryn Ward
was kidnapped,

he never would have
given Rachel back.

He needed us looking one way,

so he went another, in order
for his trick to be complete.

So what?

I mean, now we're
a part of his game?

Perhaps.

Unless, of course,

Rachel's return means he's
changed his game altogether,

which is
what I'm most afraid of.

How do you know so much
about the Magic Man?

Because he's caused me
great personal pain.

Don't be too sure, Sheriff,
that the Magic Man's reach

doesn't go beyond
the Haplin County line.

What does that mean? I...

For another time.

Your wife is back.
Go tend to her.

I look forward
to our next chat...

Or chin-wag.

I'm afraid I've always
known this day would arrive.

I know this is
worth quite a bit to you.

I want $250,000 or I'll be
handing it over to the police.

I understand.

I'll be in touch.

Radio me if you need anything.

Hey.
You called for us, T.C.?

Lauryn Ward is still alive,

which means the other victims

may very well
be still alive, too.

My father did what he could,

but he was looking for patterns
where there were none.

We need to start looking
at this stuff with fresh eyes.

We're gonna get him

before he can claim
another one of our loved ones.

Mark my words...

We are gonna find the Magic Man.