02x03 - No Es Bueno

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Previously, on Beyond...

[GRUNTING]

Steven, about what
happened at the bar...

Nothing happened at the bar.
Let's leave it at that.

Holden, we're promoting you.

Are you serious?

In order to protect your son,
we need to know

what Hollow Sky wants with him.

You want me to get back
together with Ian?

Hello, Christine. I just stopped by
so I could give you this.

We all miss you.

Shoemacher's secret stash.

They're chemo pills?

Hi. Holden invited me for dinner.

How did you say you two met again?

- [GLASS SHATTERS]
- [SCREAMS]

- Maybe this was a mistake.
- Maybe it was.

[PANTING]

[HEART MONITOR BEEPING]

[BEEPING QUICKENS]

[GAGS]

[GAGGING]

[MONITOR BEEPING RAPIDLY]

[COUGHING]

[COUGHING]

[SCREAMING]

WOMAN: Diego!

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[MUTTERS]

Okay.

Damn, I was hoping you quit,

or got hit by a truck on your way in.

You sure as hell look it.

My alarm didn't go off.

Right, must be nice...

making your own hours, rolling in
whenever you feel like it.

See, I wouldn't know.

I show up late, I get canned.

You'd probably get an expense account.

I'm sorry, all right?
I'll make up for this.

You better.

Daddy's safety net doesn't
reach all the way over to me.

You screw up, you're
taking me down with you.

I'm out on my ass.

Hey, you listening to me?

Yeah, I hear you.

Oh. Daddy wants to see you.

Probably wants to introduce you
to your new step-mom.

[LAUGHS]

[ROCK SONG PLAYING]

♪ Moving on ♪

♪ We started rough... ♪

Here you go, Aileen.

Am I seeing straight, Matthews?

I have you down here
for another double shift.

Really? I thought that was
a sign-up sheet for softball.

I'm kidding, Mr. Franklin.

Do you, uh, foresee a problem
with my scheduling choice?

Only if you're not interested
in assistant manager.

Actually, it's, uh,
been a lifelong dream of mine.

Well, how about closing tonight?
Think you could do that for me?

Wow, the keys to the castle?

Bestowed upon me?

Something like that.

All right, that is one one-percent

caffè crema for...

Riley.

Hey... Luke.

Riley.

You were always great at remembering
how I took my coffee.

Yeah.

Well, you, uh...

told the cashier.

When you get a chance,

can we...

talk?

Uh... yeah.

[BUZZER SOUNDS]

No, no, no. I'm just saying
that the loss is noticeable

since the last time I was here.

It's all about making
better choices, right?

Well, from where I'm standing, Tom,
it serves you real well.

Well, thank you.

[LAUGHS]

Hi. Uh... sorry to interrupt.

You wanted to see me?

I did.

Where the hell have you been?

You being late reflects on me, right?

Be on time.

It... it won't happen again.

This is my son, Holden.

Nice to meet you, Holden.

Your dad won't stop gushing over you.

Well, his tardiness not withstanding.

I got something for you.

This is the new part
for the Rick Waring plane.

The longest-standing client
we have, 25 years.

Let's make it 26, please.

Log its numbers into the ERP

and then get it over to Tech,
ASAP. All right?

Hey.

You were moved up

because we all agreed
that you could handle this.

Let's see to it that we made
the right decision, all right?

Yeah, I-I got this.

I know you do.

All right, get to work.

- [SIGHS] Okay.
- See ya.

[TRAFFIC WHOOSHES]

[SIRENS WAIL]

[DOOR UNLOCKS]

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

- Manso!
- [DOG WHINES]

Vení, Manso!

[GROWLING]

[FEROCIOUS BARKING]

FRANCO: Manso!

Manso!

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[WHIMPERS]

[WHINING]

CHRISTINE: Just put the things
in the living room.

I'll be right out.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[EXHALES] He just went down.

Thank you for the supply run.
Was it crowded?

When you said someone from
church brought this over,

you didn't say anything
about Helping Hands.

Oh, sorry, I didn't think it mattered.

It matters.

Who gave this to you?

What? Why? Why, what's going on?

Are you involved in Helping Hands?

Well, if by involved,
you mean getting support,

then yes [CHUCKLES], the answer is yes.

This isn't funny, Christine.

Okay...

Helping Hands has strong ties
to a religious cult.

What?

Now I'm part of a cult?

No, I'm not saying that.
You're not, not yet.

I'm just looking out for you.

Next thing you know, you're eyeball-deep

in something that you can't get out of.

"Can't get out of"?
J-Jeff, I'm an adult.

I can decide whether a church
is right for me or not.

It's not a church!

Just let me find something else for you.

- Okay?
- No, no.

Just stop.

This is not about what you need, Jeff.

Kevin is gone and I am alone,

raising a baby boy by myself.

- You're not alone!
- Okay, fine, you're right.

I'm not alone.
Helping Hands is there for me.

They give me the strength to put one
foot in front of the other,

and I am not about
to turn away any help,

just so you can go down another
one of your rabbit holes.

- That's not what this is.
- Yes, it is.

And it's starting to sound
like one of your conspiracy theories.

All right, look, look.

I know my brother's told you
some things about me.

Some of it's probably true.

But Pastor Ian...

Christine...

he may be responsible
for Kevin's m*rder.

Don't do that, Jeff.

Don't go there.

- Look, Christine...
- Get out.

I know that look.

You don't believe me.

Seriously, can you blame me?

It's not like we had
a heartwarming send-off.

You threw me under the bus.

With the Dean.

I was afraid...

and I completely fell apart,

and I am so, so sorry.

If it matters at all,

I've been making better choices.

You know, like... sitting here with you.

Well, I'm glad that, uh,

me getting kicked out of school

had a positive effect on your life.

I should go back to work.

Hey...

thanks for taking a minute.

I know you didn't have to.

I'm sorry I hurt you.

Yeah, well, as you can clearly see,

I'm capable of landing
on my own two feet.

Um, it was really great
seeing you, Luke.

We should, you know...

do this again sometime.

You know, if hell freezes over...

or something.

Yeah.

I'll see you.

BARISTA: Soy latte for Gina.

[CHURCH BELL RINGING]

[CLEARS THROAT]

Great to see you, Diane.

Oh, same.

I, uh, hope everything is okay?

Of course, all things considered.

[LAUGHS]

Well, resilience has become

the Matthews family mantra.

Or patience,

because we have no choice but...

Ian, listen.

I put you on the hot seat

about things I clearly don't understand.

Oh. Well, Diane, you've never asked a
question that wasn't worth asking.

Well...

I a-appreciate that,

but I was relentless.

No.

No, I was.

Spanish Inquisition bad.

No, Ian, I shouldn't
have questioned you.

It...

Hollow Sky has nothing
to do with Holden.

It's just that...

over the years,
Tom had gotten so hell-bent

on assigning blame to something.

I didn't realize that

that had spilled over on to me.

Well, we all need something
tangible to hold on to.

Whether it be for the purpose of help

or-or blame.

I miss you.

I miss you, too.

Can we just... hit the reset button?

Can I hit the reset button?

You know, I, um...

I cherish us, the idea of you and I.

Diane, I do.

But for now, I feel that the space

we've put between us is right.

Oh...

It...

It's just, um...

I'm just saying it doesn't have to be.

[DOOR SLAMS]

Ian!

Jeff?

[GRUNTS]

Keep your helping hand off Christine!

- You hear me?
- Jeff!

Stay away from my family!

Jeff! Let him go! Let him go!

- What are you doing?
- Man needs a talking-to.

Jeff, whatever this is, okay,
you're not thinking clearly.

Just go home and sleep it off!

You don't want to spend
the night in jail!

Please, Jeff!

Please... please!

[SOFTLY] Jeff, I'm asking you.

- [DIANE GASPS]
- [COUGHS]

[IAN BREATHING HEAVILY]

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Are you okay?

Are you okay?

I'm just glad you were here, Diane.

Me, too.

This one's rudder trim assembly.
This one's fuel distro.

And tell them there's one
more on the way, all right?

[CHATTERING]

[DRILL WHIRRING]

[WHIRRING INTENSIFIES]

[FLAMES CRACKLE]

[WHIRRING CONTINUES]

Hey, let's go. Keep it moving!
Feed the line!

I got a plane in bay 4 waiting on an
emergency power pack installation.

Where the hell is it?

Emergency power pack? I don't have it.

What do you mean you don't have it?

Daddy said he handed you
the box this morning.

Yeah. Right, I...

I'll find it.

[LAUGHS] It's for the G2 Single,

Rick Waring plane,

high-cotton client.

I swear, if you screw this up for me...

That plane hits inspection
first thing in the morning.

It'd be great if you found the thing
that enabled the plane

to actually fly!
[ECHOING] Twenty-five years of loyalty.

Our clients kind of expect their planes
not to fall out of the sky!

I said I'll find it!

Okay!

You don't have a choice, Matthews.

- [SLAPS DESK]
- Happy hunting!

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[TV STATIC CRACKLING]

[KNOCKING]

[STATIC CRACKLING]

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[MUTTERS]

- Willa, hi.
- Hi.

Is everything, uh, okay?

Yeah. I'd like to order something.

That's what people do in here, right?

Yeah.

Unless you're Emerson
and Hawthorne over there.

Uh, green tea, then. With honey.

So, is your family still talking about

my dinner theater the other night?

Uh, as amazing as that was,

it's not even an honorable mention

in the Matthews Family chronicles.

[LAUGHS]

What about Holden?

What about him?

I just... I know he needs
time to cool down,

and I wanna give him his space, but...

I just... I don't know
if he's waiting for me

to make the first move,

of if he's gonna reach out.

And maybe by keeping my distance,

I'm just exacerbating this...

this...

Fight?

You know what might help you relax?

- What?
- A run.

I mean, go for a long run.

Or a short one.

You like G-Buck?

What?

FlyBoi Keno, Four Color Zack?

Who?

You're making this up, aren't you?

Download "ShakeLine"...

and crank it up to 11. Trust me.

They just did clinical trials
with the FDA.

I-I could run a marathon,

and it still wouldn't fix things
between me and Holden.

No...

that one, you're just gonna
have to tackle yourself.

You know, the silent treatment

only works if you aren't
silent to begin with.

Our house needs a lot of things.

Look...

I finally know where he is.

This is it.

This is moving forward for me,

okay, for us.

No...

Holden's not the reason

I'm going back to Fort Reed.

Arthur had no regard

for me or for you.

If we hadn't found a way out,

he'd still be using us!

Do you... No!

Not before he took what he wanted.

And now are you gonna let him take more?

Everything we need is right here,

it's right in front of us.

I wish you could see it.

[SIGHS]

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[KNOCKING]

I don't want to intrude.

I just thought I should come see you.

Tom and I directed so much
of our hate, over the years,

at this cabin.

What it represented.

You hated me,

not the cabin.

It's okay.

No hard feelings.

What do you want, Diane?

I wanna talk to you about Pastor Ian.

Tom showed me everything you two found.

Tom doesn't even know the half of it.

He knows what happened
to Kevin could just as easily

have happened to Holden.

That's why I was at
Pastor Ian's office today.

To get back together,
to get closer to him.

To find out more about Hollow Sky.

Closer to Ian?

Doesn't sound like a Tom plan.

It's not.

Tom and I, we...

we've been talking to the FBI.

The FBI?

Diane, no, they'll just paint
a target on your back.

What they need is something actionable.

I think I can get it for them.

Putting yourself in the
crosshairs for the feds

is not the way to go about this.

And what happened
at Pastor Ian's office today,

that is?

Jeff, you're lucky
he's not pressing charges.

I'm just trying to protect Christine.

And I'm just trying to protect Holden.

[SIGHS]

MAN: Sorry.

[PHONE BUZZING]

Yeah.

What time?

Tell her I'm on my way.

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

[GIGGLING]

[SIGHS DEEPLY]

I love this game.

It's a classic.

Can I...

Can I smoke this here?

Window.

I'm loving this batcave.

I almost forgot what it's like
to have my own space.

Having roommates is, uh,

extremely overrated.

Mine's having a party tonight,

and I wasn't invited.

I've been... unjustly accused.

Let me guess,

you forgot to fill the ice cube tray.

A stash of uppers went missing,

and she's blaming me, says I took them.

Mm-hmm.

And the other shoe drops.

Well, did you?

Hell no! But I know who did.

She made the mistake of having
him over two nights ago.

Hm. And she doesn't believe you?

I'm somewhat challenged
for evidence at the moment.

That'll change.

What's that supposed to mean?

It means, I'm gonna get the pills back.

Just because she believes every word
that comes out of this townie-clown's

pierced, tobacco-stained lips,

doesn't mean I have to.

Okay.

So, let's just say that,
um, you're right.

What are you gonna do?

Look, I know him, okay?

Like, "know him" know him?

It was... short-lived.

In every way imaginable.

Yeah, I don't want to imagine
that in any way.

Point is...

I know where the treasure's buried.

Besides,

it's not like...

I'm asking for your help.

- You're not?
- Mm-mm.

I'm just, uh...

just making conversation.

Conversation's good.

We always really did make a great team.

Yeah, um...

t-teams are good.

Maybe I should, um...

I should just come with you.

You know, so nobody gets hurt.

You don't think I can handle myself.

Just consider it an insurance policy.

♪ How many girls
gonna come to the party? ♪

♪ Come to the party and just
get pumped, get pumped ♪

♪ How many girls gonna
come to the party? ♪

♪ And just get pumped, get pumped ♪

♪ Get pumped, get pumped ♪

♪ How many girls gonna
come to the party? ♪

♪ How many girls gonna
come to the party? ♪

♪ It's a, it's a shake ♪

[PANTING]

Hey.

Hi.

Is Luke around?

Uh, supposed to be. Aah!

Had to bail. Said he
wasn't feeling well.

Oh.

Okay.

Thanks.

[KNOCKING]

Come on, Christine.

Your car's here.

I'm here to apologize.

[DOOR UNLOCKS]

I overreacted.

Yeah, you did.

So, Pastor Ian told you?

Told me what?

Just that I had spoken to him
and everything.

Listen, I, um...

I want to say...

I wanna say that...

I support you,

and the choices that you need to make.

It's just...

there's nothing I won't do
to protect you and Landon.

I need to be in my nephew's life.

It's important to me.

I know.

And I'm gonna be leaning on you a lot.

But just know that I will absolutely do
this on my own if I have to.

You won't have to.

I'll give you $4,000
to empty his diaper bin.

[LAUGHS]

I'm, uh, I'm gonna have to
think about that one.

Oh, well name your price.

[LAUGHING]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACH]

Not quite the same.

No, it isn't.

But we have to make it
all work, don't we?

How's the family?

Beautiful wife.

Lovely daughter.

Family's good.

Still blissfully unaware
of the bigger picture,

if that's what you're asking.

Mm.

And Charlie?

Job's done.

Scattered her remains, no bread crumbs.

Good.

My turn. What's our plan
for Holden Matthews?

Keep a very close eye on him
for when we need him again.

You mean, for when it's time
to pull Frost back out?

Not necessarily.

Need I remind you, Frost is...

happily reunited with this wife.

It's what the man wanted.

Nothing was said
about him never coming back.

Never...

say...

never.

[SIGHS] Explain.

What's the backbone of our organization?

I forgot my No. 2 pencil.

Our believers.

We must continue to guide them

to the proposed and promised afterlife.

The timetable for Frost's
return is predicated

on what we're able to accomplish
during his absence.

Fortunately, I've already built
the necessary infrastructure.

What are you asking me to do?

I'm giving you an opportunity.

Isn't that what you wanted?

Frost always put great faith in you.

Which is why I want your help
running this organization

while he's away.

Happy to help in any way I can.

Pleased to hear it.

Frost would be gratified
to know you and I

are driving this forward together.

Welcome aboard.

[SIGHS]

MAN [OVER PHONE]: Yes?

It's time.

Yes, dispose of him.

Discreetly.

And promise me,

that jacket,

it goes in the hole with him.

Thank you so much.

"Oh...

Daddy, let me stay late.

Daddy, let me prove
I'm not a jack-hole."

Okay, uh, maybe I flipped
the first two letters in the computer.

Yeah, okay, uh, maybe this power pack

wound up in the hydraulics aisle.

If I don't get my two-percent
bump because of this,

they're gonna hear from me,
guarantee that.

Okay, okay, uh, check this number:

LX98933YK.

No, that's a hydraulics
number, Matthews.

Didn't you hear what I just said?

Are you seriously gonna
bitch-slap me right now?

No, I'm trying to make this
right, all right?

Well, then, quit!

You wanna make this right, quit.

No! I'm not a quitter.

Well, you sure as hell ain't one of us.

You're head is just
too far up your own ass

to admit that you don't
even want this job.

Well, guess what, Matthews? I do.

And I wasn't skipping rungs
in the company ladder

while you were off counting sheep.

I was in a coma!

Do you think I wanted that?
Like somehow being unconscious

for the last 12 years gave me a
leg up on everyone else?

Stop blaming me for something
I had no control over

and help me look for this power pack!

No control?

You're the dumbass
who misplaced it to begin with.

It was you! You did this!

You did this. You have to fix this.

STEVIE: What the hell?

[STATIC BUZZING]

[EXPLOSIONS]

[MACHINE WHIRRING]

[BEEPING]

[ENGINE RUMBLING]

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Wha...?

Ah!

Whoa!

[GROANING]

[EXPLOSIONS]

[COUGHING]

[SCREAMS]

[PANTING]

[COUGHING]

[STATIC BUZZES]

[MUFFLED CHATTER OVER RADIO]

[STATIC BUZZING]

[BUTTONS CLICKING]

[CHATTER OVER RADIO RESUMES]

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[DEMONIC VOICES WHISPERING]

Matar...

matar...

matar...

matar...

matar...

[GROANS]

CAMILA: Diego!

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

Diego! Diego! Diego!

[SCREAMS]

Diego, no!

[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

[HORNS HONKING]

Ah!

[MACHINES WHIRRING SOFTLY]

[MOANS]

[WATER PATTERING]

CAMILA: Franco!

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

Franco! Franco!

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[SOBBING]

[GASPS]

[DISTANT SIRENS WAILING]

[GLASS SHARD CLATTERS TO GROUND]

Ah!

[SIRENS WAILING]

Hey! [WHISTLES] Taxi!

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[SHOUTS]

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

Fort Reed...

in Kansas.