03x04 - The Demon of Piper Beach

[bunniefuu]

♪ ♪

(EXHALES)

- (GASPS)
- (PHONE RINGS)

Nancy, are you all right?

Yeah.

Sorry. I'm just really tired.

Well, if you weren't, I'd be worried.

You came face-to-face with
a serial k*ller yesterday,

and you've been here all
night giving a statement.

They said that you wanted to talk to me.

I can't stop thinking about
the last thing Trott said to me.

I'm a part of something much bigger.

You'll never understand.

"I'm a part of something much bigger".

I mean, that has to mean something.

Don't let him get into your head.

You put a k*ller behind bars.

You did something extraordinary.

Okay.

Hey, I, um...

Uh, I was hoping to-to
check in with Agent Park?

Oh, uh, he's still in Portland
doing the transfer paperwork.

Oh. Um... Thank you.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Yes, it is a problem. A big problem.

Look at this.

How are my customers
supposed to eat at that table

with a bike there?

It's an eyesore,

and it's costing me money every minute.

And I know it has something to do

with that youth whatever
across the street.

I know the owner of the Youth Center.

And as the community
liaison, I can talk to him

about giving your café a little more...

Respect?

Space.

And don't forget to talk to him
about the loitering, as well.

- Yep. Got it.
- Thank you.

- I'm on it. I'll see you later.
- Great.

RYAN: Oh, whee!
Something smells amazing.

Ah, ah, ah, ah.

- I have a working lunch.
- A working lunch

- that, what, requires your famous pasta primavera?
- Yes. Uh-huh.

- Wait. (SNIFFS)
- What are... ?

Are you... Are you wearing aftershave?

Okay.

Okay, what exactly are you working on?

You should be working
on the chore wheel.

I believe you have trash duty.

Uh, floors, and they're swept. Check it.

Now you can tell Nancy
that I'm getting better

at what she assigned me.

Actually, how about
you tell her yourself

over at the Youth Center.
It's the grand opening.

Go support Nick,

and then you and Nancy can
come back at : p.m.

or anytime after : .

(DOORBELL RINGS)

Hello.

Hello.

Working lunch? Yeah.

- Come in. Please.
- (CHUCKLES): Okay.

♪ This round, I'm taking my time ♪

♪ Taking my time, taking my time, yeah ♪

♪ Take charge, yeah,
I'm repping my style ♪

♪ Repping my style,
repping my style, yeah ♪

♪ Feel woozy from head to toe ♪

♪ Letting everyone know
I'm a rebel and a fighter ♪

♪ This time, I'm taking my time ♪

♪ Taking my time, taking my time, yeah ♪

♪ So, hold on... ♪

(SIGHS) You guys good?

Uh, you-you... you
need anything, or... ?

GEORGE: Unbelievable.

NICK: Yeah, I know, I know. Okay?

I'll stop being a helicopter.

It's just, you know,
it's first-day nerves.

No. No, not you. This.

NICK: Is that... ?

My biological father

sending me a random friend request?

Yeah, it-it sure is.

But you haven't spoken
to him in, what, years?

Yeah, which is why I
should probably expect

a random friend request
from, what, Jesse's dad

or-or Ted's next? I mean,
where does this madness end?

Okay, okay. You want to talk about it?

- I just did.
- (DOOR OPENS)

ACE: My mom sends her regards.

Where is everyone? Did
I get the date wrong?

Thought today was opening day.

Oh, no. It is.

Okay, snacks, right?

You know, just in case.

I mean, no pressure.

♪ So, hold on ♪

♪ Things are moving ♪

♪ I know... ♪

These are solid.

They're kosher, too.

Ooh, it's time to open up The Claw.

- You're driving. Come on.
- Okay.

- Hey.
- NICK: Yeah.

Congrats. This is great.

Thank you. Thank you.

- See you.
- Happy opening day!

- Thanks.
- Uh, quick question.

Have you considered getting
a bike rack out front?

There's been a complaint

from the owner of the
café across the street.

- Jake says he's losing business.
- Oh, wow.

This place looks amazing.

- Thank you.
- Hi.

- Hi.
- What are you doing here?

What am I doing? I'm
here to support Nick,

hang out with you.

You know, spend some
time with my daughter

outside of the house, right?

At least until : p.m.

That's specific.

Oh, wow. Those Ace's
mom's cookies? Solid.

- What's up, you guys? Mmm.
- NICK: Actually,

I do need a little help
with their paperwork

- if you don't mind.
- No, not at all.

I am in as long as there's caffeine

'cause I've been up since yesterday.

- Hey, Nick?
- Yeah.

Um, someone defaced the bathroom

with some odd graffiti.

Also, the lights don't work.

- Oh.
- Yeah.

Okay.

Well, I'll clean it up.

And then I'll, uh, have
a talk with the kids

about, uh, creative outlets, right?

Bet I can make it a-a
learning opportunity.

- Love it. Yes. Yeah.
- Right? Yeah.

Oh.

It's completely shameless.

I don't know. I think Jake's
being a little sensitive.

It's a public sidewalk.

- People can park their bikes.
- Hello? I meant this friend request.

I don't get it. Why now?

This sperm donor has never tried

- to have a relationship with me before.
- (ACE SIGHS)

Is there any chance
that your dad found out

- about your upcoming nuptials?
- No.

Victoria would never tell him anything,

and I haven't posted
anything online. I...

Oh, the Fan Fan website.

Ted.

Ted blogged about the proposal.

Is nothing sacred anymore?

(GROANS)

(SIGHS)

(SEAT BELT BUCKLES)

Ooh.

- Can I have one of these? Sure could use a sugar hit.
- Oh.

Oh, you know what? I was gonna
drop these off for someone.

But...

But what?

But the chocolate melted.

Yeah. It's gross. You
don't want to eat them.

Get you a granola bar.

- (ENGINE STARTS)
- Gross.

JEAN: We still don't know anything more

than what your client has told us:

that the tags are codes
for time and location

of meeting place.

Okay. And, um...

You haven't been able to figure out

what the meetings are about?

Uh, I mean, we think it's drug deals.

Now that your client has gone AWOL

after talks of possible immunity...

I've left Asher a number of messages

telling him how detrimental
his actions were.

I haven't been able
to track him down. Yet.

Well, I think we found out where he was

the night we were supposed to meet.

So, Asher was caught on camera

walking into an old cannery,
uh, two nights ago.

Problem is he walked in,
but he never came out.

Building's empty now.

And this is the...

- security footage?
- Yeah.

It's a-a five-block
radius of the cannery,

uh, the night he went missing.

Okay.

So, I've been meaning to scan

through all of this stuff myself,

but now that I've been
pulled to the Trott case,

- I could really use a second pair of eyes?
- Of course.

I can take a look.

- Perfect.
- See if I spot

any of Asher's known associates.

Amazing.

- (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
- Oh, my God.

- Thanks.
- Hmm.

First the lights and now...

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(TROTT'S VOICE): I'm a part
of something much bigger.

You'll never understand.

(PANTING)

What the hell?

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What is your problem?

You just stole that woman's coffee

and threw it at my head.

Oh, no. I'm, um, I'm so sorry.

I, uh, I don't know

how I got here, and I've
been sleepwalking. Look,

we all have crazy dreams,

but you know what we're not doing?

Throwing beverages at people, okay?

Leave. Now.

(WHISPERS): Sorry.

See? Better than drawing
on the bathroom wall, right?

I just had my second
nightmare of the day.

While seeing that exact image.

First at the station,

and then five minutes
ago at Jake's Café.

I see it in my dreams, too.

It's scary, but drawing
it makes me feel better.

And...

sorry about painting your bathroom.

Hey, it's all good.
Mistakes happen, huh?

Hey, buddy.

How long you been seeing

that weird shape?

Okay.

It cannot be a coincidence

that four people are
hallucinating the same thing.

Yeah, in their dreams. Uh,
you know, I was thinking...

We should call Hannah.
See if she knows anything.

Hello? Uh, you know
I've been watching over

the Historical Society
while Hannah is away.

I can just dash over there
and find out everything I can

about the silhouette
from your nightmares.

You are welcome.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING
SOFTLY OVER SPEAKERS)

(LOW SNARLING)

(GROWLS)

(HORN HONKS)

Ace!

What are you doing?

(BOTH PANTING)

(PHONE CHIMES)

What is this?

That's something I just hallucinated.

(PHONE VIBRATES)

NANCY: Any guesses

as to why I'm hallucinating
the same thing

the Youth Center kids are drawing?

Well, it's the same thing I just saw.

Before he went sleepwalking.

RYAN: Hey. Kwame

and Talia just told me that
they started having nightmares

about that thing three days ago.

They-they keep calling it the Sandman.

Yeah, Bess said she found something.

She wants us to meet up with her.

Um, Ryan, can you hold down
the fort? Appreciate it.

No, wait, I-I don't r... Uh, any...

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Who wants more cookies?

It's not just happening
to Ace and Nancy.

Half dozen accounts are
tweeting about sleepwalking

in Horseshoe Bay. Look.

I recognize these names.

Yeah, these guys were a year
below me and George.

This girl was in Ace's class, I think.

Uh, so, the-the haunting is escalating.

It went from children's nightmares to...

To do what? Gain strength?

- When it's strong enough, it...
- It jumps to teens.

New food group.

And now that it's stronger,
it's affecting them differently,

- making them sleepwalk.
- Into danger.

Has anyone ever seen
the silhouette before?

Yes. So, I have here...

So, the Indigenous artisans
drew the image on pottery

that they would then fill
with sand from Piper Beach.

These-these pots acted
as dream catchers.

Piper Beach? Like we do every
year at the town carnival?

What's this got to do
with the town carnival?

The carnival has an opening ceremony

where families go down to
Piper Beach and collect sand.

GEORGE: Yeah. That you decorate
at the arts and crafts booth.

You just make little jars of sand.

I used to dye my sand black.

ACE: Almost every kid in Horseshoe Bay
has one by their bed.

Except for this year
because three days ago,

Matthew Burke's corpse stopped
the carnival from opening.

NICK: Y'all have some crazy rituals.

- Well, just wait till next month.
- What happens next month?

You'll see.

Hold on, when-when did
the town carnival start?

.

So, I think...

Yeah, here. So,

in the autumn of ,

adults from Horseshoe Bay

disappeared from their homes
in the middle of the night.

And then most of their bodies
were found weeks later,

washed up onshore.

Old-timey sleepwalking
that led to the founding

- of the town carnival.
- NANCY: Okay.

So, all we have to do is get
some sand from Piper Beach,

make dream catchers,

and then we can hand them out

- to the locals tomorrow morning.
- BESS: I don't know.

Three days ago was a full moon,

and we know that, uh, the lunar cycle

- plays a huge role in rituals, so...
- NANCY: Well,

you might be right, but
are we supposed to wait

until the next full moon to find out?

Because people are sleepwalking,

and somebody's gonna get
into some serious trouble

if we don't stop this now, so...

I'm making the call.

We're going to Piper Beach.

Just... (EXHALES)

(FAUCET RUNNING, STOPS)

CARSON: Hey.

You made primavera?

I did.

What was the occasion?

No occasion. Just...

Delicious.

- How was your day?
- Good.

Boring.

How was your day?

Uh, good.

I gave my statement

to the D.A. this morning about Trott.

I thought I might've missed something,

but the D.A. said that
I was overthinking it.

You? Never.

D.A. Jean Rosario.

Yeah. I heard she was prosecuting Trott.

- Mm.
- You look exhausted.

(KISSES) You should get some rest.

Mm.

If I didn't say so earlier,

I am so proud of you.

You created a safe space for kids.

And you know what?

- What?
- I bet you

- those three kids...
- Mm-hmm.

- ... are gonna go tell all their friends.
- Mm-hmm.

And then five whole kids

- are gonna be at the Youth Center tomorrow.
- Oh, man, five?

- Five.
- How will I manage five kids?

I mean, I can help you.

♪ ♪

(NICK MOANS)

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Yeah?

♪ Sweet wine... ♪

Ace, what are you doing here?

I almost d*ed today.

And, uh, I know that I've
had close calls before, but...

this was different because
I'm not afraid anymore.

Not afraid of what? Dying?

♪ My body ♪

Doing this.

♪ Shakes ♪

♪ As you take your bow ♪

♪ Unbind these tied hands ♪

♪ Watch me hit the ground ♪

♪ Crash down, crash down, down ♪

♪ Can you feel it now? ♪

(GASPS)

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

(TROTT'S VOICE): I'm a part
of something much bigger.

You'll never understand.

And then I'll ask, "Does
anyone object to this union?

Speak now or forever hold your peace".

MAN: Why would anyone want to marry you?

I didn't even want to stick
around to raise you.

Nick is only doing this because
you're going to die soon.

Shut up, Dad! Just shut up!

The Women in White.

♪ Love blinds... ♪

No. Please!

No. No, wait. Wait! Please!

I'm supposed to be here! Please!

(SCREAMS)

♪ ♪

♪ Like a waterfall ♪

♪ Crash down... ♪

This was all for nothing.

♪ Can you feel it now? ♪

♪ Crash down... ♪

Hey!

(MUFFLED): Someone! Anyone!

- Hey, help! Let me out!
- ♪ Crash down, down ♪

♪ Crash down... ♪

♪ ♪

ACE: Hey.

Hey.

Oh.

♪ Like a waterfall... ♪

Did I do this?

(HORN HONKING)

(TIRES SQUEAL)

(GASPING)

♪ Can you feel it? ♪

♪ Can you feel it? ♪

- (PHONE RINGS)
- Oh, my God.

(PANTING)

Ace?

(PHONE VIBRATING)

♪ ♪

Nick. Wake up. Nick!

- Nick!
- (GASPING)

Oh!

Nancy?

Everyone answered except for you.

You doused yourself in acetone.

We all tried to get ourselves k*lled.

It's getting worse.

More people are tweeting
about sleepwalking.

Someone's in the hospital. A broken arm.

GEORGE: H-How are you
so awake right now?

BESS: Adrenaline. I feel like
I could run a marathon.

- GEORGE: Ah.
- (PHONE CHIRPS)

And some of these sleepwalkers
are older than we are.

NICK: And the sleepwalking
events are getting worse.

The Sandman wants to hurt us,

which means if we don't stop this soon,

every adult in town, whatever their age,

is gonna start sleepwalking
to their deaths.

Okay. So, what do we do?

Do we keep everybody awake
until the next full moon

and then do the sand ritual then?

- (NICK EXHALES)
- For us,

coffee, at least.

Anything to stop me from
having that nightmare again.

I mean, I-I was just facing
the ultimate villain.

Just a random figment of my imagination.

- Hey, what was your, um, dream about?
- I, uh...

hurt somebody.

- What about yours?
- Uh...

I just, uh...

I think my subconscious
was trying to tell me

there are instincts that
I haven't followed.

About Trott.

BESS: Okay, I feel like I saw something

in the Women in White's journal
a-about a sleep charm.

Maybe-maybe Temperance

- could...
- No. No. If you ask Temperance for help,

it's gonna be a price.

She only does something
if it's gonna benefit her.

Okay. So, what if it benefits us, too?

Yeah, for all we know, Temperance

could be behind what's happening.

Uh, well, she's not
that bad of a person.

- Oh, please. You don't even know her.
- BESS: Yes,

- I do, actually.
- NANCY: Okay.

I've been visiting
Temperance a little bit.

GEORGE: You what?

Over the past few days.

NANCY: Why?

She's not your friend, Bess.
Don't let her fool you.

BESS: At least Temperance
takes me seriously

and doesn't dismiss
my ideas and opinions.

She's even helping me
become a Woman in White.

Those don't exist anymore.

Yeah, Bess, that's like me saying

I want to become a Pilgrim.

- Like...
- (OTHERS LAUGH)

You know what? Forget it.

You know what? You're
too busy making the calls

to listen to anyone, anyway.

And you lot...

- Don't know why I even bother.
- NANCY: Bess.

(DOOR OPENS)

(YAWNS) Okay. So, all we
need to do is figure out...

George.

Hey.

-... and how to stop it.
-NANCY: Stay with me.

Okay, we need to set alarms
on our phones to stay awake.

And we should lock the doors
in case we do fall asleep.

I can do you one better.

Dad's a cop.

Well, cool.

NANCY: What do we think

is crucial about Piper Beach
with the dream catchers?

(YAWNING): I mean,
there... there appear to be

a number of, uh, coastal tribes

that dealt with sand rituals

or-or stories about spirits
made out of particles of sand.

I still feel like we're
missing something.

What do you think, Ace? (GASPS)

TROTT (WHISPERING): I'm part
of something much bigger.

I'm part of something much bigger!

(NANCY GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

- (DOOR OPENS)
- BESS: Okay, just so you all know,

you were wrong about Temperance.

She helped me find
the sleep charm that...

Oh, dear. Oh, no. Oh, no.

Hey, Nancy? Nancy, can you hear me?

You have to wake up!

Oh, yes.

I am so sorry.

I just really need to know
what you guys were up to

before the handcuffs and the sleeping.

- (PHONE UNLOCKS)
- And I won't go through your texts.

Unless...

No, no, I promise. I promise.

Okay.

Coastal tribes believed
the entity was originally

created from particles
of sand at Piper Beach.

Hence the name, I suppose.

I'm not done with you yet.

I kicked you out of my car.

I'm not a part of your crimes.

(CHUCKLES)

You are now.

(GRUNTING)

Oh, no. Oh, no.

Oh, my God. (GASPS)

The Sandman is getting stronger.

Ace, Ace, you need to wake up. Ace.

Gosh, Ace, please.

Come on, Ryan. Pick up the phone.

Oh, gosh.

CARTER: George Li-Yun Fan

also leaves behind her loving father,

Edwin George Chen.

He was not a loving father!

I would've been. If you had let me.

But now it's too late.

Wait! Wait!

What are you doing?!

Stop! Stop, I'm not dead!

Please! I can't move!

I can't breathe!

- (GASPS, COUGHS)
- George! George, can you hear me?

George, you need to wake up. Please.

CHILD: Nick!

Kwame? Talia?

- CHILD: Nick! Help us!
- CHILD : Nick! Nick!

- CHILD : Please help us.
- CHILD : Please!

- Hey, hang on. I'm coming!
- (CHILDREN CONTINUE SHOUTING)

CHILD: Nick, hurry! We're scared.

(GRUNTING)

(CHILDREN CONTINUE SHOUTING)

Hang on! I'm coming!

Bess! Hey. I got here
as soon as I could.

Oh, my God, Nancy.

- Nancy, you got to wake up.
- No, hey, they're trapped in their nightmares.

What the hell is going on here?

The more power the Sandman gains,

the thinner the veil
between the dream world

- and the real world becomes.
- What are you saying?

If they get hurt or they
die in their dreams,

- they die in real life, too?
- BESS: Technically, yes.

But it also means

that if we can find a way
to k*ll the Sandman

in the dream world and the real world,

then we can k*ll the Sandman forever.

Now, a new friend of mine

helped me find this sleep charm,

which allows the holder
to go into anyone's dream.

I was hoping the group
would help me find a way

to use this against the Sandman,
but they are otherwise occupied.

Okay, but you got me. You
got me. We can do this, right?

You and me? Okay. Let me think.

Oh, wait. Okay, Kwame.

Kwame told me that when-when
he got att*cked in his dream,

he thought of a-a flamingo,

and it-it appeared in his hand
all of a sudden, so he used it

as a baseball bat, and he...

he whacked the Sandman to the sun.

That was actually kind of cool,
right? But my point is is that

he k*lled the Sandman in his dream.

But not in the real world.

Although,

if I perform the sleep
charm and lucid dream,

you know, to take control of
what is happening in my dream,

then I can save our people

and manifest a way to k*ll the Sandman

while the veil is still thin and then...

- and then destroy it forever.
- Yeah.

Wait, you lost me at "lucid".

It's an ancestral skill. My friend
says I'm up to the task.

Okay, so, she wrote down
instructions for me.

"Envision it. See it. Create it.

Start with belief.

The rest will follow".

Okay. Take George's
crowbar to Piper Beach.

Plant it into the sand next
to the twisted driftwood.

I'm gonna send you a photo of it.

It's where we collected the
sand for the dream catchers.

Okay. And the crowbar is gonna do what?

Act as a lightning rod.
The Sandman was believed

to have been created from
the sand at Piper Beach.

- Oh, hence the name. That's tight.
- (CHUCKLES)

- That's what I said!
- Yeah!

Anyway,

we're gonna turn the Sandman's particles

into glass using lightning.

I just wish I wasn't so wired
so I could fall asleep.

Oh! Oh, wait. Wait, wait,
wait, wait. Here. Take these.

They're Melatonin gummies.
Yeah, Carson gave them to me.

He was trying to get me to not
have late-night video games

so I'd do more on my chore
wheel, but you know what? I...

- Can you just go? (CHUCKLES)
- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. For sure.

We got this.

- (DOOR CLOSES)
- (SIGHS)

(ENTRY BELL JINGLES)

Get on the Bess bus if
you want to live, Nancy.

- Come on, Nancy!
- Come on, Nancy, get on this bus.

Get on the bus, come on!

- Come on!
- Come on!

Come on! Come on!

(PSYCHEDELIC MUSIC PLAYING)

Has anyone asked Bess
how she's doing this?

She seems focused.

Best not to disturb her.

Focused or angry?

Focused and angry. She's fangry.

- I can hear you.
- How?

It's my dream. I can do whatever I want.

And know what? You're all really
loud whisperers, by the way.

I've been meaning to
tell you that for a while,

but didn't want to hurt your feelings

'cause I'm a nice person.

- And we love you for it.
- Oh, really?

Now that I'm saving all your asses,

you all love me. But do you respect me?

- Shouldn't you be...
- BESS: You know, Nancy, you're the hero

of Horseshoe Bay. You caught
a freaking serial k*ller.

But even a hero misjudges sometimes.

Seriously, Bess, the road.

Also, I've been studying

and researching and-and learning a lot,

and that's why you're
all not dead right now.

You're absolutely right. Can I just...

Don't touch my wheel.

(EXHALES)

You people really have no imagination.

I've got this under control.

We're gonna end the
Sandman, so buckle up.

- Th-There's no seat belts.
- BESS: Fine.

There are now.

- Okay, then.
- (SEAT BELT BUCKLES)

(GRUNTS, PANTING)

Come on, Bess.

Come on.

Follow me.

Now we lure it.

Not this time.

This is my dream.

(GRUNTING)

(WOMEN SCREAMING)

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

(LOW GROWLING)

(BESS SCREAMS)

ACE: Bess!

Fix it, Dream Queen!

- Come on, Bess!
- Oh! - Bess!

(ALL GRUNTING)

GEORGE: We're trapped!

- ACE: Come on, Bess!
- NANCY: You can do it, Bess!

Come on, Bess!

- Come on, Bess!
- Come on, you can do it!

- You can do it!
- Come on, Bess!

(EXHALES)

Envision it.

See it.

- Create it.
- (GROWLS)

Now!

(LOUD CRACKLING)

♪ ♪

(LAUGHS)

Yes, Bess!

(GASPS SOFTLY)

Ow. (GROANS)

(EXHALES)

- (BESS GRUNTS)
- NICK: You okay?

Does anybody remember
where we put the key?

Hey, Bess, you have every
right to be angry with us.

Okay, I'm not angry.

I'm just disappointed and hurt.

You deserve more from your friends.

Yeah, w-we should have listened to you.

Especially me.

Hey, we're really sorry.

Do you think you can forgive us?

Oh, that depends.

Are you all gonna stop underestimating

my knowledge of the
occult and supernatural

and actually take my ideas
and opinions seriously?

As much as anyone else's, even Nancy's?

- Of course. %.
- I'll think about it.

And respect my decision

to assemble the next generation
of Women in White.

I know in the past they stood
for some not-so-great things,

but at their core, the Women in White

are about owning and-and
harnessing their power.

That's what I believe my calling is,

and that's what I intend to do.

Then that is what we will respect.

I mean, I don't know. If she
starts wearing buckled shoes,

I'm playing the Pilgrim card.

- Oh, yada ya.
- Okay.

(CLEARS THROAT)

You're gonna be an amazing
Woman in White.

- Thank you.
- (DOOR OPENS)

Hey. Nick, I, um, I forgot
to give this back to you.

Why don't you hang on to it.

Kids said they really liked you.

They did?

(CHUCKLES): Why?

Well, you were great
with them. Attentive,

curious, uplifting.

They're thinking of me as a supervisor,

but they see you as a peer.

In a good way.

You're from a very different background,

but you know what it's like
to not have a stable homelife.

These kids could really benefit

from spending some time with you.

Maybe

that could go both ways?

They-they really said that they like me?

I'll see you Monday, : a.m.

Okay.

Hey, Jesse.

Thank you for taking Ted
to her trumpet lesson.

Charlie is still at her sleepover,

but Emma's mom said she'll
bring her home after lunch.

I told Nick that I was
running an errand,

but it's something that I
want to deal with by myself,

so it's your job to sub in at The Claw.

I'll explain later, okay?

You got this. You got this.

(EXHALES)

(INHALES SHARPLY)

All right, George.

Come on, girl. You got
ten years left to live.

It is time to face your demons.

- (FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
- (EXHALES)

Edwin George Chen.

Can we talk about this friend request?

CARSON: You want to tell me
where you were all night?

You want to tell me why the
primavera you made yesterday

was missing your usual
measure of garlic?

Garlic breath isn't great for business.

Are lunch dates with D.A.
Rosario good for business?

I could smell her perfume.

If you want to date somebody,

you don't have to hide it from me.

Not like you could, anyway.

Just like I couldn't hide this from you.

I've been having nightmares about Trott.

He told me he's part of
something much bigger,

something I would never understand.

So, I've been looking at these
articles going back to .

And I just... I can't figure it out.

What am I missing? Wh-Wh...

What is he a part of
that I don't understand?

Well... (EXHALES)

Why don't we start with
what you do understand.

Okay. Um... I know he has

three fingers on one hand

because of a self-inflicted accident.

I know his license plate number.

I know that he drives a van,

which was probably used to
transport Dustin Yates' body

from the k*ll site to my car.

Which wouldn't be the first time

that he used a van to dump
a victim's body. Look.

His tire tracks were found at
every Frozen Heart crime scene.

Except the town carnival.

(SCREAMS)

Trott couldn't have fit his
van into the corn maze.

He would have had to carry
Matthew Burke's body

- into the maze.
- Which wouldn't fit his "in and out" M.O.

Plus, Matthew Burke's heart

was completely removed from his body,

and Dustin's chest cavity still
had remnants of his heart.

Two different M.O.s could mean...

Two different K*llers.

(SIGHS)

Trott said he was a part
of something much bigger

because he's not the only k*ller

in Horseshoe Bay.

Be careful, please.

- Oh. Hello.
- ACE: Hey.

- Wh-What are you doing here?
- CARSON: Oh.

I called him.

Oh, okay. Bye.

ACE: Bye.

♪ Can we wait... ♪

Should have this depixelated
and enhanced

in about seconds, give or take.

How are you not a tech billionaire?

Who says I'm not?

♪ Finally... ♪

What exactly are we looking for?

Known associates of a client of mine.

D.A. thinks he got
cold feet and took off

before she could get him
to turn state's evidence.

He was last seen walking into a cannery.

- The one on Harlowe Street?
- Yeah.

Two nights ago.

(COMPUTER TRILLING)

- Where's your client now?
- I wish I knew.

Asher's never gone M.I.A.
this long with me before.

I'm hoping this surveillance footage

explains his disappearance.

I promised Jean I would take
a look, see if I can find

any faces or cars that might be able

- to point her in the right...
- (COMPUTER CHIMES)

I can explain.

D.A. Rosario,

Trott k*lled Dustin Yates

but not Matthew Burke. There
has to be another k*ller.

I know. Trott has been in custody

ever since he was arrested in Portland.

Another m*rder was just
reported with the same M.O.

- NANCY: Where did they find the body?
- In front of Jake's Café.

♪ ♪