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-Previously, on Beyond... -You're from the Realm.

Everything you love will be dust!

There's no stopping it now!

I like you,

and I would be garbage if I let this go any further.

Pastor Ian isn't who he says he is.

He belongs to some cult, and the FBI is investigating.

I found a camera. I want that footage now.

I truly doubt you'd wanna see it.

I tried to turn myself in.

-Tom-- -Let go!

Tom: Hey, hey! Let me go!

I'm Dr. Tolan, Edgar's head doctor. Shall we?

They're here, aren't they?

We gotta come back for 'em.

Edgar: We gotta use that freezer to block more of them

from comin' over.

-Ahh! -(shatters)

-(electricity crackling) -(alarm beeping)

(elevator chimes)

(elevator doors thud)

(elevator chimes)

(elevator doors thud)

(elevator chimes)

(elevator doors thud)

(elevator chimes)

(elevator doors thud)

Ughh...

This is just great.

-(thudding continues) -(alarm continues)

Computer (distorted): All cryo chambers online.

(doors thud)

Ms. Shoemacher... they're gone!

Where did they go?

Borden: Your mom doesn't know you're here?

Are you okay?

No. No. I am pretty far from being okay.

I just...

I just really hope you're for real.

I'm for real.

And I'm here to help.

Then tell me what you know about Hollow Sky.

I have been pursuing Isaac Frost

and his organization for years now,

and I am this close

to having the whole thing by the balls.

But meanwhile, your family is still in very real danger.

So, if you can share what you know...

I can help you.

Here's the thing...

Hollow Sky is searching for something.

Chasing rumors about people who've developed abilities,

powers, and some kind of machine,

invented by this cryptomystic, Arthur Forman.

And... I ha-- no, I didn't bring it.

Okay. (sighs)

Luke, I'm just gonna ask you point blank:

Has Holden ever demonstrated

any... odd or unusual behavior?

(scoffs)

Do flying cars count?

Then yeah, I would say he has some... unique abilities.

Okay, but more importantly,

Hollow Sky is a warped criminal cult.

Like full stop, I mean, they kidnapped Holden,

like, held us under armed guard against our will.

-Wait, wait. Shh, shh! -They put cameras in my house!

Shh! Shh, shh, shh.

They threatened us,

chased us!

Luke, that's why I'm here.

We know about the machines.

-Do you know about the machines? -Nothing good.

Elaborate.

How 'bout... we start with the...

location of their little... "black helicopter compound."

(pen clicks)

But you need to give me your word...

that you will raid that damn place

with, like... big-ass guns.

Doin' the right thing.

Still can't believe we're really gonna do this.

Still can't believe you almost didn't do this,

especially after you guys got so close last time?

It shouldn't even be that hard.

You're suddenly Seal Team commando now.

Yeah, we walk in, snag Edgar, walk out,

put him in an ancient freezer you found buried in the woods,

which will transport him interdimensionally

to another realm of existence,

where Edgar will make it stop leaking cranky demons

hellbent on destroying our world,

starting with the Matthews family.

What is so hard about that? Grab the Kit-Kats.

I don't care how hard it is, okay?

We've got one shot, one. To pull this off.

Like we talked about last night, I'm through running.

So are you.

You got it, hotshot.

And, um... listen. I am totally down to rescue

a fellow Hollow-Sky patient-slave,

as long as you're up to it.

You can't keep going on like this forever.

It's gotta be hittin' close to home.

And this is the easy part.

I'm only rescuing Edgar so I can stop Diego.

I know.

I saw him, too.

Uhh--

Hey. Hey...

You okay?

Yeah. Sorry, just, uh... pre-game jitters.

Woo-hoo! Three points!

Huh-ha!

And 20 percent off!

Look, Jeff, I told you, we're not here for this.

-This is my membership card, motherf-- -Funyuns!

All right, listen, I only had a few minutes to case the area,

but my... somewhat crude map here shows--

Crude? No, Jeff, not crude at all.

Shows that the TV room's adjacent to the loading area there.

Thursday just so happens to be... Edgar's TV day.

Now, if we're able to find an alternate entrance

-and avoid detection... -We'll have ourselves a standard grab-and-bag.

Hey. Hey! Get back! Back! Back!

I wouldn't say standard.

This is a guy who blew up a TV.

-With his mind. -And you know, as a TV-exploding veteran,

I can promise you...

we don't know what this guy will do, or doesn't do...

or won't do.

Why didn't he wake up? Every other cryo patient gone, but not Frost.

-Why? -Good question.

I've been wondering the same thing.

But does it really matter?

Would it explain any of this?

Or the side effects?

Get me up to speed. Do you have any idea where they went?

We're not the Missing Persons Bureau,

and it's time we cut our losses.

We're moving Frost to another lab.

Our people on the outside are keeping the authorities at bay

until this can all get broomed,

before anyone in the congregation gets wind of it.

Why does it seem like you're just checking boxes?

Because that's what managers do.

Anticipate. Decide. Be proactive, not reactive.

Some of this you can learn at school.

Now those who wear the big-boy pants

know that we're sitting on nearly nine figures in contributions.

Our job is to protect that investment,

as well as the belief system of our clientele,

which this would, in my estimation,

(whispers) threaten.

Yeah. It's all threatening something.

It just seems like our clientele

aren't the only ones you've been lookin' out for.

What's that supposed to mean?

Means I don't believe you.

I see.

And yet, I thought you'd do anything for the cause.

Maybe it's time you started acting

like you believed in something.

Well, I believe we have a much bigger problem.

(sighs) What's that?

The FBI.

They've been working with the Holden Matthews family.

From what I understand... they're extremely proactive.

Diane.

-Stay away. -Hey. Please.

I need you to understand.

My feelings for you were true.

I never betrayed you in my heart.

Really?

And where was your heart

when you were recording me and the boys in our home

without my knowledge?

What reason could you possibly have?

Do you understand that I will destroy any threat to protect my children?

So are you gonna stop apologizing

and tell me something that will actually help?

No. I didn't think so.

-(footsteps) -(car alarm beeps)

Diane, I'm-- I'm not a bad man.

I'm just not a strong man.

We were-- We were together for months

before they came to me with this request.

-And by then, I was-- -You thought it wouldn't matter.

Yes!

I have a meeting with the FBI today.

So if you...

ever cared about me, or Luke, or Holden,

come with me.

Talk to them. It's your choice.

Thank you.

Thank you, I will. I'll be there.

(engine starts)

-(buzzer) -(door opens)

-Officer: Lunchtime, fellas. -(door closes)

Suit yourself.

(speaking Spanish)

Tom: Hey, who's in there?

Hey! Hey!

-(buzzer) -(door opens)

(door closes)

You're the one who attacked my son, aren't you?

You son of a bitch.

Turn around.

(speaking Spanish)

The hell did you say?

You can't protect your son... Papa.

What's coming at your son, Holden...

you can't protect him.

(bangs on bars)

You better hope to hell I never get outta here.

Charlie: How's it going?

Hey, can you get the door? Thank you.

Okay. She's in.

It's like Christmas mornin' every Thursday, am I right?

No. I said, we can't take anything frozen today.

Sorry, it's gotta go back in the truck.

Are you kidding me? I can't let this stuff melt in my truck.

Guard: Not my problem.

Through reception.

Corridor two, which leads to the TV break room.

(on radio) Great map, gents. Six-year-old draw this thing?

I'm at the TV room.

I got it. I got it from here.

-Sshh! -What?

Okay? I can't hear.

Charlie: Guys, we may have a problem.

It's 2:00 p.m.

You guys said Edgar wouldn't miss an Alf rerun

for all the freezers in Kansas,

so where... is he?

Alf: I wouldn't eat a cat, I only like kittens.

Holden on radio: Do you even know what Edgar looks like?

Yeah, okay-- yeah, I'm pretty sure I remember,

a tall, fat, Chinese guy with red hair, right?

-Patient: Ice cream. -Nurse: Hey.

-Patient: Ice cream. -Nurse: Sssh. Ssshh.

-There's no ice cream today, I told you before. -Ice... cream.

-Ice... cream. -Nurse: C'mon. Calm down.

-Calm down. -Patients: Ice cream.

-Nurse: Guys! -Ice cream! Ice cream!

Ice cream!

Okay, girl. I guess plan B is on you.

What else is new?

-Sit down! -Ice cream!

Ice cream.

Explain to me why receiving won't hold my stuff

till the freezer's fixed?

I mean, you know ice cream melts, right?

(footsteps)

Hey, guys... it looks like your, uh, Dr. Tolan?

Dead to rights.

Except, why is she wearing a parka?

Jeff, Jeff! Jeff, Jeff, Jeff!

We got Tolan.

Edgar can't be far away.

(elevator beeps)

(beeping)

(video game noises)

Put the game away and give me your radio.

(shivering)

Charlie: I lost Tolan in the freight elevator, which is locked.

This way.

What do you mean it's locked?

You need a key card to get in.

Ice cream!

Okay, well, Edgar's not here.

Why didn't you check his room?

Using these crappy maps?

-Hey... -Besides, there's guards everywhere,

and everything's locked.

I mean, what do I look like, Buffy?

-Kinda. -Shhhhh! Guys, keep it down.

-Ice cream! -There's no ice cream for the TV group today.

Okay, didn't you hear?

But I don't want the group's ice cream.

I want my ice cream!

I want ice cream!

It's Thursday!

Where's my ice cream?

You know ice cream melts, right?

-Patients: Ice cream. -Edgar's in the freezer.

Yeah, we know, we gotta get Edgar to the freezer.

No no no, no. Edgar's in the freezer.

Here.

Ice cream!

We gotta get down there.

Ice cream!

Wait here.

I've got an idea.

It's ice cream time! Here, everyone!

Here you go. We've got chocolate.

Who likes tutti fruiti? I know you do.

And I know you do.

Nice.

(patients clamoring)

Here's one for you.

(chuckles) Nice.

Jeff: C'mon, let's go. Let's go!

He'll show up.

And... if he doesn't show up,

it doesn't necessarily mean he was lying about everything.

You know?

I understand.

-Thank you. -Mm.

But it's not just about Ian anymore, it's about my family now.

Believe me, I get it.

I have a handful myself.

James. Seventeen.

He's playing the saxophone in the school band tonight,

and I'll miss it...

again.

I know, I work too much.

Yeah. I know how you feel.

God, Holden's younger brother Luke,

he's had to practically fend for himself most of his life.

I didn't know you had another son.

Can we get a couple of refills?

There it is.

-(screech) -(crash)

(glass breaking)

Son of a--

What the hell were you thinking?

Dr. Tolan: You know I don't like this,

but I'm trying to help you.

And I can't help you unless you give me some answers,

so, why don't we try again?

Edgar?

How are you starting fires?

Talk to me.

Have you gotten a hold of medications?

Chemicals? Is there some trick?

Why are you doing this to me?

Edgar, these past few weeks, it's nothing but outbursts

and Holden, Holden, Holden.

Yes. I've looked into Holden Matthews, Edgar,

he was also in a coma.

Just like you.

I find that rather coincidental, don't you?

Can he do unusual things, too?

Stop.

Something's not right.

Edgar.

These aren't doctor questions.

(breathing)

Edgar, you don't wanna do this.

You know it's pointless.

Man: Hey, Eddie, we've got a disturbance in the TV room.

(breathing)

This can be over, Edgar. Anytime.

(door closing)

(door closing)

(video game noises, stops)

(video game resumes)

Jeff: All right, we need to haul ass right now.

Let's put this rent-a-cop outta commission ASAP.

-Yeah. -(Charlie clears throat)

What?

-Outta commission. -Right.

Let's go coma-boy, you got a smorgasbord here.

Okay.

Too noisy.

Too Manson.

-Um... -Dude.

Okay.

(clattering)

Nice try.

They can't all be winners.

Okay, Jeff, you got any ideas?

Jeff? Jeff?

(clearing throat) Excuse me?

Mr. Fat-Ass?

Are you gonna save any of that food in the freezer for the rest of us?

-Is he always this impatient? -I...

(grunts)

Damn!

All right... now I'm ready.

-Ooh! -(grunting)

-(punches landing) -(grunting)

Ooh...

-Ahhh-- -Oooh!

(grunting)

Go. Go!

Now! Now!

-(grunting) -Jeff: I got this!

Ohh! Ohh!

Edgar!

Um, we're here to rescue you!

That's the best you got?

(Jeff grunting)

Ooh.

-(grunts) -Ooh!

(grunting)

Ahh!

Aaah!

(silverware falling)

Okay, here we go.

(banging noises)

Come on!

-You okay? -You good? Okay. Let's go!

(thud)

Jeff!

(banging on door)

-Jeff! -Uhh!

(grunting)

(clattering)

Jeff! Open the door!

We got trapped in here! We've gotta go!

Uggh! Oww!

(coughs)

Were you ready for that?

Hey.

You better be worth it, man.

Saddle up, let's get the hell outta here.

Yeah.

Good job.

Ohh... party's over, Scarface.

-(moans) -Try to focus.

(laptop beeping)

(doorbell rings)

(inaudible)

Okay, I know that I said that we shouldn't see each other,

and... you know, I totally butchered that whole conversation,

'cause-- why are you leading with that?

Why? God, you're such an idiot.

Luke.

Uhh...

hey, Willa.

Are you okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I, uh...

Hey, look, I-- I'm-- I'm sorry,

I-- I actually really despise people that just show up like this.

I mean, why can't they just pick up the phone first?

Let you know that they're coming?

Do you... wanna come in?

Yeah. I do.

Good.

I wanna show you something.

Whoa-hah-hoh.

Wha-- So, uh...

this thing also takes you into the Realm?

At one time, it did.

What...

very, uh... county fair.

Mm, before Hollow Sky turned into a theme park, I guess.

But if this machine takes you into the Realm,

I mean, like, wh-- why the hell are you trying to fix it?

Because, Holden believes he did something to corrupt the Realm,

that he let something bad cross over into our world.

If I can get this machine to work,

I think I can set things right,

make everything how it was.

You wanna know what I think?

I-- I think it's time to stop obsessing over magic machines.

-Luke. -Willa.

I spoke to the FBI.

-You what? -I had to.

They already have an investigation going on for Hollow Sky.

Hey-- Hey? I really think that they can help us.

And what's gonna happen to Arthur when they help us?

When the FBI breaks all of this open,

what's gonna happen to him?

Something that should've happened long ago.

He's right, Willa.

-It's caused too much suffering. -Arthur--

Maybe it's time for all of this to come to an end.

I'm ready if you are.

(buzzing)

C'mon, c'mon c'mon, c'mon.

Oh, no no no no no. It's supposed-- It's supposed to work.

-Oh, great. -(card buzzing)

Dr. Tolan: Holden Matthews.

So nice to see you again.

You too, Dr. Chang.

(quietly) Stand back.

We may not have time for the usual wind-up here, know what I mean?

(door rattling)

(crash)

(laughs)

Dr. Tolan: Edgar? You've known me for many years,

I've always looked out for you, you're safe here.

We've always taken care of you when no one else would.

Those men from yesterday, they weren't who they said they were,

that makes them liars.

Edgar, you understand that?

You guys move on. I got this.

Edgar... we're your family here.

My family's dead.

Don't talk about my family.

Edgar...

(bubbling)

(sizzling)

He's turning this place into an oven!

Uhhh...

-(yelling) -(sizzling)

This can be over... anytime.

(moaning and grunting)

(whispering) Edgar.

(screaming) Oh god!

Edgar.

Please!

Edgar!

We need to go.

It's over...

now.

(distressed murmurs)

Ohhh!

Just let me go!

I-- I won't tell anyone.

I promise. I mean, I haven't even seen your faces.

Problem is... I don't believe anything you say...

because you lied to me before

about recording your surveillance.

I didn't lie. I didn't lie.

Holden's folks wouldn't have hit the panic button

and called the feds if they didn't see proof that you were spying on 'em.

Me? No no, not me, no, y-- your people--

-I was just-- -Only following orders?

You know, I think I've heard that someplace before.

Listen. Listen.

I have been a Hollow Sky youth leader for six years.

I wouldn't have done anything to harm the church.

Then why were you running?

I was coming in from the cold.

Coming in to whom?

I'm not your enemy.

I have followed the teachings of Isaac Frost.

That's interesting.

So then you'd say that you're a true believer?

-Yes. -And as a man of God,

-you believe in what we're trying to accomplish? -Yes.

I don't mean the mental health stuff and the yoga classes.

I'm talkin' about beating death.

-Yes! -You're sayin' you believe in them?

Yes! Yes! Yes, I believe in the bridge to the afterlife.

That we can cross that bridge back and forth?

Yes! Yes.

Then why are you afraid to die?

I'm not afraid to die.

Good.

Because as you know... death is only the beginning.

So then we agree...

you're not gonna kill me then?

No.

I'm in management now.

(bird cawing)

No. No, no, no.

No, no, no! No! No!

(gunshot)

-Thank you. -Here's to us.

Hm-hm, and our new project.

-(sighs) -Some things are worth waiting for.

Baby, I told you.

Don't play with me, Tess.

Something is wrong, and it's been wrong for a while now.

So just level with me and tell me what it is.

I have cancer.

Ovarian.

How long have you known?

-Couple months. -A couple--

Wh-- how on earth could you justify

keeping something like this from me?

I'm sorry, Robin.

Robin, truly, I'm--

I just could never seem to find the words.

Just listen.

It's in remission.

The prognosis is extremely optimistic.

And that's not even the good news.

What good news?

I'm about to wrap some things up at work.

I mean...

You mean... retire?

I'm on the brink... of finally reaping the benefits

of all this... struggle.

We both know that things have been complicated at work.

I know.

You don't have to explain.

To see this through...

to finally do the things that we talked about,

dreamed about.

We're going to have to go as far away as possible...

and never come back.

You got an exit strategy?

Yeah.

-You bet your ass. -(laughs softly)

Garza: Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, easy, easy.

-Easy! -(country music plays on radio)

You're coming in too hot.

Boom.

Much as I enjoy your company,

can't say I wouldn't rather be down at Wayne's

for LT's going away party.

Your turn.

Someone's gotta mind the store in case of a city riot.

I'm looking for the prisoner.

-Come again? -The prisoner.

What prisoner?

Why don't you just take a seat, homie?

Senior Deputy Garza for Sheriff Dayton.

Well, find him.

Pete?

Where the hell'd you go?

Pete?

-(door creaking) -Deputy Adler, respond!

(door shuts)

Pete?

Pete?

Are you there?!

Run!

Run!

We're under attack, Jimmy!

Jimmy: I saw them out front. They're surrounding the place.

Who the hell are they?

(gun cocks)

-Jimmy: What the hell? -(generator whirs)

(loud banging)

Stay calm.

Take a position.

(guns cocking)

-(gunshot) -(cocks gun)

Go, go! Now!

(gunshots muffled, shouting indistinct)

Hey!

What's going on out there?!

-(gunshots, shouting continue) -Let me out!

(gunshots, shouting continues)

Who are you people?

(cell door unlocks)

(grunts)

Do you remember, Papa,

what I said about how you couldn't protect your son?

Told ya.

(grunts)

Edgar: It's here!

This is where I buried it.

How'd you bury it so deep?

Edgar: With a shovel.

Edgar was amazing back there.

-Yep. -Edgar: We're close!

We're getting close!

I'm just not sure it's the kind of amazing

I find personally attractive.

You know what I mean.

He was brave.

You know, braver than anyone

I'd ever seen up close like that before.

Yeah, that is not a guy who's ever gonna be--

Normal.

I thought we gave up on that whole--

-I know, we did. It's just-- -Edgar: It's just up here!

Jeff: Edgar, calm down.

It's just... is that gonna be me in 20 years?

Is that where I'm heading?

You know, someone's tool rotting in a lab,

praying to be rescued by a merry band of soc...

You know I won't let that happen.

Edgar: I found it!

I found it!

Holden: Okay, so, uh...

you get in the-- the freezer.

The freezer takes you to the Realm,

-and that's basically how you're going to-- -Oh, no, no, no. No.

"Oh, no," what? What's "Oh, no?"

I'm not going in, Holden Matthews.

You are.

Uh, come again, bro?

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hold up a damn second.

We just busted you out, so you could go--

I can only show you how.

But the actual journey? That--

that privilege belongs to Holden...

and Holden alone.

(Holden sighs) Screw it.

Let's do this.

(theme music plays)