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Previously, on Beyond...

While you were in your coma

your mind traveled to another world.

This is where we met. I call it The Realm.

Am I the first girl to be brought up to your bedroom?

Holden: One of the gazillion things I missed was...

-(explosion) -hanging out with girls.

Jeff: Hollow Sky has been involved in youth-based charities.

Fort Reed Helping Hands.

It's run by Pastor Ian Brachman.

Our son's friend was murdered.

Now, I'm not saying that this Hollow Sky was directly responsible,

but there's got to be a connection.

I'll see what I can do.

Charlie Singer? I wanna help you.

Mm-mm.

I need something from you first.

Holden: It's not her! It's not your mother.

Willa: He's seeing what he wants to see.

-Now what? -Blow up the bridge.

(Holden grunts)

(thunder rumbles)

(wind howls)

One...

two...

three...

-four... -(thunder cracks)

One...

two...

(door opens)

Andrew, get up.

You have to get up right now and come with me.

We'll be safe in the shelter.

Safe from what?

Hang on to me, son.

(siren blares in distance)

(lamp crashes)

(wind howls)

Keep your head down, okay?

We're almost there.

You're doing good. You're doing so good.

(thunder cracks)

(items crashing to floor)

(thunder cracks)

(siren continues)

(man groans)

I'm sorry, son. I--

(loud creaking)

(birds chirping)

Dad?

Dad?

Dad!

Dad!

♪ ♪

Dad!

This one's nice.

Check it out,

my feet don't even touch the end.

It's like I'm at a hotel.

Will this even fit?

Of course it will fit.

I mean through the door.

Well, it comes in pieces,

then you assemble it when you get in the room.

I-I figured.

It's sturdy.

Hey, excuse me.

Is this wood imported or locally sourced?

It's got to be imported, right?

Costs next to nothing.

-I like it. -Yeah?

Yeah, I think this is the one.

The-- Oh, the...

"Slutligen Droemmer."

Okay. (laughs)

-Oh... -Mom?

(sniffles) I'm fine.

I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine...

Mom, it's-- it's all right.

It's just a bed.

It's not just a bed, Holden,

it's your bed.

Hmm.

We bought you that bed when you were three.

-You remember, right? -Yeah.

It was your big boy bed.

Hm.

I tucked you in before the first day of school

and I curled up beside you when you had a bad dream.

(sniffling)

I slept in the bed when...

you were in the hospital, so it's not just about...

We're good here, thank you.

Mom, we don't have to get rid of the bed.

I can stay in the basement with Luke.

No. No.

No.

It's time for us to start thinking of you as an adult.

I get it. It's hard for her to move on,

but we are moving on.

I've been awake for almost two months now.

I can't just be stuck in the past.

I need to be able to have a life.

You do have a life.

Well, I want your life.

You want to slave over caramel macchiatos

at the Shangri-Latte?

No. I don't know, maybe.

You know, I want the...

freedom to figure things out on my own, like a normal 25-year-old.

You're not a normal 25-year-old.

And telling yourself otherwise doesn't make it so.

It makes you delusional.

Look, I'm sorry, man, but it's true.

I mean, I'll be lucky

if I make shift supervisor in, like, two months.

Like, that's my win.

But you, you take this job with Dad,

when you could be out there...

making a real difference, you know, like, helping people.

I get it.

With great power, blah, blah, blah.

But Willa is safe.

You, Mom, Dad, we're all safe.

I'm done with these powers.

I just, I don't want to make a difference.

All I want...

is a bed that fits.

(sighs) Yeah.

I think we can do that.

(tsking)

(wood cracks)

Tom: I don't understand what the holdup is.

They've had your truck for a month.

They're still waiting on a part.

A distributor, I think.

A distributor. I can go down to Harry's,

pick up a distributor and be back in time for dessert.

Well, Colorado's a long way from Harry's.

What's the name of this place? I want to follow up.

Yeah, it's, uh...

the um...

You know, it's not just the distributor.

It's the rotor,

and the cap,

one of the pistons is broken,

and it needs a new crankshaft.

Good God, Holden, how much is all this gonna cost?

You don't give them a nickel until I get in touch,

all right?

Speaking of... out of touch,

Pastor Ian's been noticeably absent.

Is he on, like, some kind of pilgrimage--

Luke. Come on, man.

What? I'm just asking if they broke up.

Not that it's any of your business, but we--

Pastor Ian is out of the picture for now.

That's all you need to know.

It's getting late. I should get going.

I'll give you a ride home.

Okay, the dishwasher is empty.

I will leave the pans in the sink.

I'll do them when I get home.

Okay?

I'll see you tomorrow at 8:00 a.m., sharp.

Getting rides from the boss.

Making a lot of friends at work?

Maybe if you taught me how to make those adorable little hearts in their coffees.

It's called latte art.

Oh.

(rock and roll song plays)

♪ Early one morning, 'bout a half past five ♪

♪ Some real rocking music made me open my eyes ♪

♪ I looked out the window... ♪

There he is.

♪ Whole lot of shaking and a whole lot of jive ♪

Diane, Tom.

Thanks for the call, Sheriff.

Yeah, it's just John, for now.

-Okay. -Okay.

This is, uh, Special Agent Gale--

Gale Borden. Kansas City Field office.

Hi.

-You're FBI? -That's right.

I'd like to talk to you both about Hollow Sky.

♪ There was a whole lot of shaking ♪

♪ And a whole lot of jive ♪

♪ ♪

Whoa! (laughs) That's an "S."

Hey, it helps to keep your eyes open...

when you shoot at the net.

-Does it? -Yeah.

All right, off-the-backboard net.

Whoo!

You didn't think Mom and Dad seemed a little... off?

Off?

When was the last time Mom offered to drive Dad home?

Dude, Mom doesn't even know I got kicked out of school.

Yeah, I keep my distance.

Hey, it's your shot, Space Jam.

Come on, you don't think that...

Dude, that was, like, a month ago.

If Hollow Sky was coming for us, they...

would've come for us.

It's not Hollow Sky. It's something else.

A feeling.

Like when you forget to unplug the toaster.

Well, did you forget to unplug the toaster?

Forget it. It's nothing.

My shot?

-Yeah. -(exhales)

Luke: Oh!

That is "HORSE."

All right, I'm going inside. You coming?

I think I could use the practice.

Right.

(exhales)

Hey, Holden.

Bend your knees right before you release.

(chuckles) Yeah.

(door closes)

♪ ♪

(exhales)

(grunts)

♪ ♪

I just had it!

Okay, I got another one.

I'm sorry, this is embarrassing.

Hi, excuse me.

Do you happen to have a spare...

Yes! Superb. Thank you.

Agent Borden has been looking into

some missing persons across Kansas.

Nine.

Nine missing.

All of them diverse in age,

race, gender, religion.

Nothing to suggest that these cases are connected,

save one...

noteworthy point of intersection.

Helping Hands?

You were in a relationship with Pastor Ian Brachman,

is that correct?

Correct.

How long?

Six or...

no, seven months.

And were you intimate?

Whoa.

Sheriff...

why are we here?

You're here because you want to protect your son, Holden.

You told Sheriff Dayton that you suspect

that Pastor Ian, and by extension, Hollow Sky,

may be interested in your son. Is that correct?

Yeah, that's correct, but I don't--

Did you ever ask why?

-Holden was in a coma and-- -Yes...

for 12 years.

I have his medical records right here.

It's right-- Nope, that's not it.

No, that's not it either.

Okay, well, anyway, I read it,

and it said that your son woke up after all that time

with no atrophy,

no brain damage,

and neither of you find this strange?

Well, at first...

It's unusual, we'll admit, but...

Holden's not the first miracle.

Actually, he would be,

if miracles did, in fact, happen.

But in my experience, miracles are stories

used to recruit gullible parties to a shared belief.

Like a cult.

I kept Holden on life support

because I believe in these stories.

They kept my son alive.

Well, they won't keep him safe.

Not from Hollow Sky.

And not from becoming Missing Person number 10.

All right, all right, so...

what is it you need from us?

In order to protect your son,

we need to know what Hollow Sky

wants with him.

And we thought that...

Ian,

and your shared history...

You want me to get back together with Ian?

W-What--

Wait a minute.

Are you out of your mind?

We just need for you to keep the lines of communication open with him.

And if it comes about naturally,

through a relationship,

then it will be less likely to arouse suspicion.

We don't expect you to decide tonight.

No! No.

That's my answer.

Come on, let's go.

-Tom? -No.

I'm so sorry.

(bell on door rings)

(rhythmic thudding)

Luke?

(sound of running water)

Luke?

(panting)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

And I walk around to get a look at his face

and it's not his face, it's...

the thing that disappeared with Frost.

What if, when we destroyed the bridge...

What if we broke something? What if we made things worse?

It's just a dream.

I have this feeling

we left something unfinished.

We were both there.

We were both on the bridge when it crumbled.

You prevented those creatures from crossing over, we both saw it.

How do you explain the dreams?

They're dreams! They don't mean anything.

You don't really believe that.

I believe we're safe.

Okay...

Well, what about Arthur?

No, he--

He won't be able to help you.

You still haven't told him about the bridge?

I told him you destroyed it,

and that we succeeded.

But not about Celeste?

And not about your mom?

He's not ready to hear it.

He hasn't...

-been himself. -(car horn honks)

That's my ride.

Okay, well--

(clears throat) dinner tomorrow, remember?

Yeah, you're cooking, how could I forget.

Do you have any allergies, or...

Uh, just cats.

-Bye. -Bye.

Bye.

Look at you, you got your big boy pants on.

Awesome.

(bell on door rings)

Yeah, Holden's favorites are Yoo-hoo and Hot Pockets.

Just in case you were wondering what to make.

Okay...

I'll think of something, don't worry.

I'm not worried.

Can you even cook?

How hard can it be?

Yeah, I'm a little worried.

The way I figure it, if you put in the hours,

I can't see why we can't get you a position on the floor

alongside AMTs.

I like where I'm at.

But for now, I-I can make my own way.

(machinery whirring)

No, listen,

the only argument worth having

is Jordan versus LeBron and that's it.

I'm just saying, wait a couple seasons,

we'll all be talkin' about the Baby-Faced Assassin.

-Steph Curry? -Curry holds five NBA records,

including three-pointers made in a regular season game

-and don't tell me-- -If I took that many shots, I'd have the NBA record.

What about you, Matthews?

You've been pretty quiet this week.

You think Curry's got the legs to dethrone King James?

Um...

Come on, I know you weren't born yesterday.

(laughs)

Maybe I should run upstairs and check with your daddy.

I think...

Jordan is the greatest of all time.

Everyone else is just playing for second.

(claps)

Oh! You can't argue with that!

Burnski!

Lenny: I swear I thought I was done

with science projects and book reports.

And then-- Bam! A couple of kids pop out

and you go through the whole damn thing all over again.

Seems like yesterday we'd all head down to Wayne's after work,

shoot pool, get hammered.

Pig out on the best burgers this side of KC.

Not a care in the world.

Piece of advice, Matthews:

Don't grow up too fast.

And don't ever think about having kids.

(laughs) I'll see you around.

Yeah.

(relaxing music plays)

Yoga instructor: As you inhale, inhale gently through the nose.

And as you exhale,

exhale through the nose or the mouth.

This helps to center the mind.

Keep going...

(whispers) I know this is a beginner's class and all,

but I'd wager most of us have a handle on

how to get oxygen into our lungs.

(laughs)

And what's next? She teaches us how to chew our food?

How did you know?

Lucky guess.

This is actually my first class.

No kidding.

I'm Natalie.

-Hi, Natalie, I'm Robin. -Hi.

-Oh, shampoo. -Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hang on, not that one.

Grab the other one, the organic.

The tear-free shampoo has numbing agents that freeze your tear ducts.

How do you know that?

Christine's got every baby book ever written.

And when you're up with a screaming infant 23 hours a day--

Well, I'm sure she appreciates the help.

Little guy's my nephew,

and I don't want him growing up with frozen tear ducts.

Right.

Hey, I was thinking the other day,

all the things that you're able to do,

is all that hereditary?

I mean, if you and Willa had a kid.

You two never talk about that?

Uh,

it's kind of soon, don't you think?

I mean,

you know, we haven't even...

Well, damn, Matthews. What the hell are you waiting for?

Willa and I, we...

aren't exactly textbook, all right?

We're just...

waiting for the right time.

-The right time? -Yeah.

This wouldn't have anything to do with Charlie, would it?

I did you a favor trying to track her down.

The least you could do is level with me.

I just...

wish I knew she was okay.

She's okay. From what you told me, she sounds like a survivor.

All right, listen, Matthews,

far be it for me to offer up any kind of relationship advice,

but you got a good thing going on with Willa.

She loves you,

and she didn't hightail it and leave you with a bullet in your shoulder!

(laughs)

So, maybe you should just drop this whole Charlie thing

and focus on what's right in front of you.

So, how far along are you?

First trimester,

still keeping it pretty hush-hush.

What about you?

Twenty-two weeks, just a little over halfway.

So, 22 weeks, that would be, um...

Oh, August 19th.

-A Leo. Ruled by the sun. -Mm-hmm.

Strong, passionate,

-confident. -Yeah.

And you are,

don't tell me...

Um...

Sagittarius?

Close! Scorpio.

Get out! Me, too. When's your birthday?

November 3rd.

I'm the 11th.

You're kidding. That's our anniversary.

My wife and I, we had our first date on November 11th, 2014.

-Wow! -(laughs)

That's... such a coincidence.

-Yeah. -Huh.

Are you still with your partner?

I-I didn't see a wedding ring, so I just...

I just assumed. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have.

No, it's-- it's totally fine.

Um...

We're not... We're not.

It was...

It was just a...

one-time thing,

drunken night in a motel room.

But it was a night I'll remember for the rest of my life.

Uh, but as for the father,

he's in the rear-view.

Trust me, it's better that way.

Mm.

(food crunching)

Is it good?

It's not too spicy, right?

Spicy? No, it's uh...

it's really good.

I didn't have any crushed black pepper,

so I just replaced it with red.

And doubled everything, seeing how there's two of us.

No, it all came out, um...

Everything's...

It's really good.

Do you feel like some music? Something romantic, maybe?

I'll see what I can find.

Okay.

(slow song plays)

-Is it loud enough? -It's perfect.

(exhales)

(exhales)

Mm.

So...

work is good?

Yeah. Yeah, work is, um,

it's good.

It takes some adjusting, but, you know...

Uh, there's this, um,

this guy in the warehouse with me, Lenny.

He's... entertaining.

Uh, he was arguing the other day

about how many rings Steph Curry has.

-Rings? -Championship rings, yeah.

So, he thinks this guy Steph--

Steph's a guy?

Well, he's a...

he's a basketball player.

Oh.

Anyway, he said something about having the NBA record.

It, uh, it really wasn't that funny.

I'm sure it was.

(song continues playing)

(laughing)

-Oh, my gosh. -Oh, no...

Okay, we can't eat this. What do you want to do?

Lenny told me about this one spot, uh, Wayne's?

Mm.

Best burger this side of KC.

(rock music playing)

"Best burgers this side of KC."

Maybe you have to be drunk.

Only one way to find out.

Robin (over recording): Twenty-two weeks, just a little over halfway.

Charlie (over recording): Twenty-two weeks, that would be...

Oh, August 19th.

A Leo...

Door was unlocked.

Yeah...

I've been meaning to get that fixed.

You know, you can't be too careful these days,

what with all the creepy middle-aged men

trolling around prenatal yoga parking lots.

I mean, really. Are you trying

to end up on a pervert watch-list?

Where are we with your friend?

Where we are...

is exactly where we need to be.

Do not rush me.

Oh, I'm not gonna rush you.

Ramon, on the other hand,

has a very short attention span.

He's like a 5-year-old.

At the moment, he's keeping a very close eye on Anabelle

and...

I hate to see him get fidgety.

You know Ramon when he gets fidgety.

People disappear.

But by all means, take your time.

I'll get you what you want.

Well, it's not just about what I want.

We made a deal. Quid pro quo.

Anabelle wasn't part of the deal.

Well, she is now.

Hey, real quick.

Um, was Freddie Mercury upset

when he realized his jacket was missing?

Ticktock.

(sighs)

(grunting)

Ooh! Oh! (laughing)

-Close! It was close. -(sighs)

-It was close. -I might be winning now.

-Oh, and I'm still-- -You're not gonna win!

I'm winning. Okay...

Here we go. This is the one.

-Uh-huh. -I can feel it.

Okay.

Ooh!

-(laughs) -Did I make it? Did it go in?

You didn't get it.

But, you know, you tried.

Thank you.

I think...

what you meant to do...

was this.

Damn.

My bad.

Looked like it was going in, too.

You gonna introduce me?

Uh...

Willa, this is Stevie.

Uh, Steven. From work.

We're in the middle of a game.

Holden and I,

we don't just know each other from work.

We went to school together.

K through 7?

You don't remember?

(laughs) He doesn't remember.

This guy was an Einstein when it came to math,

science, you name it.

No one, I mean,

no one better to copy off of.

Okay, well, good seeing you, Steven.

It makes me wonder

why a guy like you,

Holden Matthews,

local celebrity,

would be working in the warehouse.

Maybe so Daddy can bump you up the ladder.

Make you Project Manager, and nobody bats an eye. Is that it?

You think you get to wake up after 12 years

and just skip to the front of the line?

Who's gonna stand in your way? You're the boss's kid.

We're really just trying to play some pool,

and mind our own business.

Look, we can talk about this tomorrow.

Sound good?

Nah.

I think I want to play some pool too.

Then play us.

Play us for the table.

Unless you think you'll lose

to Einstein and his girlfriend.

(chuckles)

Rack 'em up, buttercup.

♪ ♪

♪ I am the cold wind blowing in your city ♪

♪ I play this game for keeps ♪

♪ I've brawled... ♪ -(laughing)

♪ I am the shepherd of your sheep ♪

♪ The best is what I am ♪

♪ I'll see what you never see ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Don't test me ♪

(song ends)

♪ ♪

♪ Go ahead, call me a lowlife, it's 'cause I am ♪

♪ Keep talking if you want but I don't give a -- ♪

♪ I'm a fat boy's junkie, an animal ♪

♪ A knuckle-busting grease monkey ♪

♪ You don't like what I do...♪

Oh!

Tough break, princess.

(laughing)

-Yes! -Yes!

-Whoo-hoo! -No, no, no, no!

That ball-- that ball was stopped!

-Tough break, princess. -No.

I saw it. That ball stopped cold.

You did something!

You bumped the table. You did something, I don't know what,

but that ball was stopped.

I think you lost, Stevie.

See you tomorrow.

Cheating son-of-a-bitch.

What did you do?

Hey! Hey!

What did you do, pretty boy?

(groans)

♪ Yeah, I get dirty, 'cause I'm working all day... ♪

(grunting)

-Crowd: Oh! -(Stevie groans)

(groaning)

(coughing)

♪ You don't like what I do ♪

♪ I've gotten over it ♪

♪ And maybe you should too... ♪

Sorry for the mess.

Well...

I think the bleeding stopped.

Let me see.

Hmm.

I think you're right.

You enjoyed it, didn't you?

Putting Stevie and those other guys in their place?

It made you happy.

It kind of felt good.

The adrenaline, it felt...

powerful.

You should have let me handle it.

Why?

You did the right thing.

You showed restraint.

Look, maybe...

we can't be like those normal couples you see...

in restaurants,

and walking down the street holding hands.

But...

I think we can come close.

Close enough for our own version of normal.

Wanna come in?

Um...

What about your parents?

Another time, I promise. It's just...

I should go home and check on Arthur.

You should rest that lip.

All right.

-Goodnight. -Goodnight.

♪ ♪

(sighs)

♪ ♪

(electrical sparks)

(knocking on door)

You're getting good at these.

Maybe one of these days you could draw me. What do you say?

One of those silly pictures

with the big heads and the tiny bodies.

Don't feel like talking, huh?

I'll be back in an hour for your tray.

I wanna see that plate empty, mister.

Holden Matthews.

I need to find Holden Matthews.

He a friend of yours?

We'll have to check with your doctor,

see if you're ready for visitors.

I need to find Holden Matthews.

What the hell?

(alarm ringing)

(muffled screaming)

(coughing)

No!

Are you okay? Are you burned?

-No, I don't think so. -What happened?

(Edgar shouting)

I was just about to leave and he starting asking for someone.

A name, he just kept repeating a name--

What name?

Who was he asking for?

♪ ♪