Previously on Haven...
Why am I here, Duke?
When you used that trouble on me?
Why didn't you just put Audrey back in control?
It was an accident.
You split us because you wanted Audrey,
but subconsciously, you wanted me around too.
Have you heard of The Troubles, Mr. Brody?
Were you aware that if your father died,
you would inherit his popularity?
Oh, Chris, we love you.
That is a nasty infection on your leg.
We're going to take a small biopsy
and send it off for analysis.
You need to steal that biopsy.
If we just walk away,
the secrets we worked our whole life to protect
will be revealed.
Better take this for evidence.
Here's to Haven, its secrets safe for another day.
The CDC.
Oh, no.
Vince Teagues?
Dr. Charlotte Cross, Centers for Disease Control.
I'm looking for your brother, Dave.
Is everything okay?
That's what I'm hoping to find out.
[Screaming]
[Labored breathing]
Chris.
Ahem. Dave Teagues here.
Listen.
I could really use your help with something.
- So you're all Audrey? - Yep.
And Mara is...
All Mara.
She's locked up in the hold of Duke's boat.
That's music to my ears. She give us anything?
She helped us with the trouble last week.
She knew how it worked since she created it
- in the first place. - Nothing since?
We haven't had a trouble.
It's been quiet while you were gone.
Nathan finally went and bought some new socks.
Uh-huh, yeah.
[Chuckles]
Listen, I am going to go get some refills, all right?
Mm-hmm.
Another hour and you can spike them.
I should leave town more often.
I'm sorry about your sister.
Yeah.
Crazy guy came into the ER, guns blazing, and uh,
her trouble kicked in.
- To your sister. - And more quiet days in Haven.
Excuse me.
Chief Hendrickson?
Dr. Charlotte Cross with the Centers for Disease Control.
They told me I'd find you here.
Can I have a moment alone?
I've come to officially request police help
in locating a man named David Teagues.
Do you know him?
Can I ask why you need to see Dave?
A biopsy from his leg crossed my microscope.
What I saw was virulent and new to science.
It warrants follow up.
If Dave were sick, I'd have heard about it.
We're a small town.
If he's not sick, it won't be a problem.
Won't know until I examine him.
Okay, well, join me back at the station.
I'll find Dave for you.
Thank you, chief Hendrickson.
Please, call me Dwight.
Scientists looking around Haven?
That's our worst nightmare.
We got so focused on thinnies and aether,
we forget about the threat of the real world
finding out about The Troubles.
- Duke's on. - Hey, Duke.
If this government doc finds out about The Troubles,
we're all going to end up in cages like lab rats.
We want to make sure Mara's locked up tight.
You need reinforcements?
Look, Mara's not going anywhere.
But you better get this CDC lady out of Haven
before she gets a whiff of The Troubles.
Agreed. I put her in my office
so she wouldn't wander around.
[Phone vibrates]
Look, Gloria's with Pete Palak
I asked him to call in.
Who's Pete Palak?
Haven's epidemiologist.
Maine Department of Health
wants to know how people die
and Pete cooks up official statistics
to hide The Troubles.
Good guy to stonewall the CDC.
How come I've never met him?
He likes numbers more than people.
[Phone ringing]
Gloria? Pete?
- Hi there. - She already came to see me,
Dr. Cross from the CDC.
Have I seen any early signs of an outbreak
from Dave teague's leg?
I haven't, but then she starts digging into my data,
questioning me about the barbecue accidents,
the gas leaks, all of my cover stories for The Troubles.
Yeah, okay, calm down, Pete.
Have a drink of water, okay?
Did she find anything?
Well, no. I mean, Pete's been doing this
a long time. You know how smart he is...
That's formaldehyde. Use the tap.
About medical statistics. Look, the folks in Haven
have been working for centuries
to hide their troubles.
We can't blow it now.
Just give her what she wants and get her out of here.
Okay, you know, I got to go before Pete hurts himself.
Vince said Dave got that wound in his leg
when he fell in that hole in the cave.
Revealing an inter-dimensional
injury to the CDC?
Yeah, not a great idea.
All right, then what should we do?
All units, we got a 507 on Wharf Road.
Caller said it's "disturbing," no further details.
Show me and Parker responding.
Disturbing public nuisance?
Could be nothing.
Could be a trouble.
Any trouble is a bad trouble today.
So what about Dave?
As far as Dave, I may have a plan.
Buddy of mine sails for Caracas tonight.
Figured if Dave's in Venezuela...
Dr. Cross has no reason to stay in Haven.
I like it. You work the boat.
I'll find Dave.
So, the frenchman says, "papillon."
And then they all look at the German,
and the German says,
"what is wrong with schmetterling?"
[Laughing] Dude, that's hilarious.
Dave, we got to move now.
Why? What's up?
- David Teagues? - Yes?
I'm with the CDC.
I need to speak with you in private.
Thanks for finding him so fast.
Sure thing.
[Somber folk music]
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So... how'd you get this?
Musselling.
Jellyfish stung me.
Jellyfish.
Boy, did it hurt.
Had an expert check it out
last time he was in Haven
he told me it wouldn't kill me.
An expert in what?
Jellies.
Our town has a world-class marine biologist.
You showed it to Chris Brody.
Smart.
Say, chief, last time we had a shark sighting,
you skyped Dr. Brody.
Maybe you could get in touch with him
for Dr. Cross to talk to.
That won't be necessary.
That's a good idea.
So, how long have you been an epidemiologist?
Feels like my whole life.
Hey, chief.
- Chris. - You got another shark?
So good to see you, man.
- Hey, Chris. - I ha... but listen,
we have a person from the CDC here
who wants to ask you about the jellyfish wound
on Dave's leg.
Dr. Cross, epidemiology section, and...
In general, a big fan of
blue eyes like yours.
Yeah, I've seen six other cases like Dave's.
It's a toxin from a rare cyanea species.
No long-term morbidity.
Just the wound,
which is not unlike rhus dermatitis.
Rhus dermatitis?
I think I have just the thing.
Um, I... I'll... Just follow me.
How'd you do that?
David gave me the head's up,
so I read her CV and her scientific papers.
I found one relative weakness in her knowledge.
- Invertebrates. - Smart.
Aim a lie at ignorance.
Yeah, smart to have a charm trouble when you lie.
But listen, this lady is not ignorant about much else.
She's brilliant and she won't miss a beat.
You got to get her out of Haven stat, do you hear me?
Totally, totally.
So, Chris, when aryou coming back to Haven, man?
I'm hangingup now.
No, but wait, I got a brand new crossbow.
Charm trouble. Gets me every time.
I gave Mr. Teagues a sample
of medication for him to try.
I tried calling in a full script,
but apparently your pharmacist has some sort of
acute staph infection.
Uh, there's a pharmacy two towns over.
I can... I can drive you there.
No, that won't be necessary.
I'll give Dave a call tomorrow.
See if the medication's even working.
You're staying?
I, uh, I thought you'd have to go fight
some deadly diseases in the far corners of the world.
Yeah, that's the thing.
Spend your life trying to prevent disaster,
it's hard to give yourself a break.
So, I'm self-prescribing a day of rest.
Got myself a little B&B for the night.
First stop, lobster.
Hmm. I know just the place.
If you don't mind some company.
Sure.
[Cheerful music]
So you hate my new socks?
No, I like them. I'm just saying
they don't make good duty socks.
Well, perps will see me coming a mile away.
Yeah. Haven PD.
Listen, we've gotten some complaints.
Uh, we're going to need you to move on.
Sir.
Ma'am.
Empty. Okay, that's weird.
Nothing to worry about, folks.
- [Screaming] - Let's go.
Come on, guys.
Oh, God.
Let's get out of here.
- You all right? - That's beyond scary.
That's definitely a trouble. I'm fine.
Look, there's another one.
Another one?
There's no way to explain this away
if the CDC lady sees it.
We've got to get these things out of here.
Oh, how many are there?
You handle Smokey. I'll take Yogi.
Oh, no. You...
The miniaturization,
especially of genetics equipment,
- is amazing. - It's like you have a full lab.
Which is good, because I often find myself
in a hot zone for a few days before tanks roll in.
Tanks roll in?
It's just our term for backup.
You know, we're geek scientists.
But with one phone call,
we can summon choppers, convoys, troops.
It's really cool.
Hey, folks, nothing to see here.
It's just a street performer without a permit,
so we'll be removing him.
So aside from lobster, what else is Haven known for?
Personally, I prefer COD jigging.
COD jigging? What's that?
Hey, chief.
Nathan.
[Sighs] They're out of lobster,
so, you might want to try The Gull, yeah.
Yeah, all right.
You sent a man ahead to check for you?
I got to keep my officers busy.
Haven's a quiet town.
[Screaming]
What was that?
Uh, locals. They get upset
when places run out of lobster.
You done?
Most people are squirrely about sex and flesh,
so I guess this means that you and I are
- moving toward... - We're not moving
towards anything.
But why, Duke?
You shared about your mom and we drank bourbon together.
You killed Jennifer.
No.
[Scoffs]
I didn't, Duke.
I don't know what killed her.
But it had something to do with the door,
and the thinnies that were being sealed.
I wanted her alive.
I could have used her.
Why do you care what I think?
I like this path that we're on,
even if you don't see it.
So if you're going to continue to hate me,
I just want it to be for the right reasons.
Well there are just so many to choose from.
But I think...
That my current favorite
is that because of you
everybody I care about
is about to get turned into a lab rat.
What's going on?
Get dressed.
So where'd you find him?
Hiding in an acacia tree.
Fevered and covered in pustulating sores.
[Chuckles] I'm sorry.
He looked like something out of a George Romero movie.
But it wasn't a virus. It was ants.
This poor Cameroonian farmer covered himself in sugar
and sat on an anthill.
On purpose? Why?
For love.
To get out of an arranged marriage,
and save himself for his sweetie.
Painful move, but it worked.
He recovered fully.
It's nice not having to worry
about mortality for a moment.
I admire someone who shoulders
your kind of responsibility, Dr. Cross.
Charlotte.
And you do the same.
Who, me? No.
Like I said, quiet little town.
You're former military.
Not a seal 'cause you're not a jerk.
But... elite training.
I'm thinking... jarhead, army special forces.
Rangers, second battalion.
Rangers lead the way.
[Glasses clinking]
I was Navy. Flight surgeon.
Your small-town cop thing
just wasn't adding up for me.
I can tell when people have seen the hard stuff.
And you've seen the hard stuff.
[Coughing]
Somebody help this man.
Is there a doctor anywhere?
Sir?
We need to get him to a hospital.
I'm coming with him.
Haven has good doctors.
You see these blisters on his lips?
They can be caused by a rare strain of staph
your docs probably haven't seen.
I have, and it can be deadly.
If it's the same staph your pharmacist has,
Haven has an outbreak,
it's lucky I'm here.
Yeah. Good thing.
We now have three patients
with blistered lips and fevers.
Good news is they're stable.
Bad news is Dr. Cross is sticking around
to figure out what they have.
Any chance that they're trouble related?
I don't know. But if it is,
Pete will get her out of town
before she figures it out.
How's it coming with those bears?
Another one appeared at the ER.
Nearly caused a panic that
the CDC doc couldn't have missed.
They're popping up around town
quicker than we can collect them.
Any idea whose trouble this is?
Maybe. I'm on my way right now
to talk to a woman who works at the restaurant
where they first appeared.
Just Haven's luck to have an outbreak
when the CDC's around.
Yeah.
It's too bad that we can't use Charlotte's expertise.
I mean we've got an accomplished doctor in town.
People are actually sick
and we're ginninup fake diagnoses.
We ruled out hepatitis, thankfully.
Dr. Palak thinks they might have food poisoning
from The Grey Gull.
I'd like to get some samples.
I'll come with you.
Oatmeal and toast?
I was hoping that you'd bring me the head
of whatever public official is about to discover
The Troubles.
Lab rats.
Wasn't that hard to figure out.
I've been doing this a long time.
So what? Something like this
has happened before?
It has.
Back when communication and transportation
moved as fast as a horse.
We could stall until I could get into the barn
and The Troubles would disappear.
But now, with cell phones and airplanes.
Yeah, well.
This CDC lady can have us all in gerbil cages by sunset.
CDC, huh?
Oh, well, it doesn't matter who sounds the alarm.
Every agency you've heard of
and some of them you haven't will be here.
And guess who the prime specimens will be?
You and me.
I think all troubled people.
Dwight, Nathan, and their ilk?
No, no. Minor curiosities.
Take a number, move along.
But the woman who created The Troubles,
and the man who can take them away?
Will be in a cage under a spotlight
wearing ass-less hospital gowns
the rest of our lives.
We're not going to let that happen.
We?
Oh, oh, right. Your friends.
They don't want your help, Duke.
You're part of the problem, not the solution.
[Scoffs]
You're wrong.
They're going to order you back here.
They'll want the two weirdos locked up and out of sight.
You may not think that we're birds of a feather,
but they do.
You're certainly dedicated.
You ever resect an infarcted colon
on a 300 pound petty officer?
This is a walk in the roses.
Hi. How are you doing?
What are you doing?
We're thinking it's food poisoning.
- You the owner? - No.
Listen, it's a cover story.
If she thinks that's why people are sick
then she'll leave town.
Oh, great.
I'm not happy about this.
Okay, but in the meantime,
just stay out of sight.
I want her to believe that Haven's a normal place.
Because you're more normal than I am?
By a lot. But don't get upset,
you might sprout a trouble in front of her.
Okay, just go.
The bears are Eve's trouble.
She's known about them a long time.
I'm so glad you're here.
- Have we met? - No.
But the last time my trouble came out,
your mom really helped me.
My mom.
That's me when I was ten.
Lucy.
28 years ago, Lucy made the bears go away.
You want to help me get this thing out of here?
The patients recovered?
Yup. So we sent them home.
Why?
If this turns out to be contagious...
Well, it's food poisoning.
We eat a lot of crustaceans around here.
A word, chief?
She hiding something?
Giving me the runaround for some reason?
I don't think so. Why?
Then she's incompetent.
Discharging patients
before a confirmed diagnosis is stupid.
I just hope it doesn't cost lives.
- She called you incompetent. - I don't care.
I just want her to move along
because there's a fourth patient.
One that CDC lady can't know about.
James Banks, room 402.
I need you to go see him on the QT.
- He's troubled. - Yeah, I saw the tattoo.
He's a germophobe, and he's freaking out
about being in the hospital,
and I think his trouble might activate.
The sheets are crawling with germs.
- Calm down. - Don't touch me.
Don't touch me. Don't touch me.
[Grunting] Don't touch me.
Whoa. What's up with that?
My curse. I make bubbles.
Bubbles?
His trouble's started.
We got to keep Dr. Cross away.
First thing we have to do is get that IV out of his arm.
If an air bubble hits his brain.
[Monitor beeping rapidly]
[Monitor flatlines]
There's a fourth patient?
And he's dead.
So one patient died, three recovered.
Our next move depends on the post-mortem.
I'll join Dr. Verrano for the autopsy,
which we'll do under BSL-3 containment.
I'm not taking any more chances.
And I'm putting Haven under quarantine
if I find out Mr. Banks died of that illness.
Bear costume was my dad's.
He used to dress up in it every year
for my birthday and do a really silly dance.
He used to make me laugh so hard.
Then my dad was killed in a boating accident
and my trouble kicked in.
So it's your dead father that keeps appearing
and disappearing in the bear costume.
Tha's my trouble.
It lets me know he dead and gone.
That's cruel.
I'm sorry. We have to stop this.
Is there any logic to where the bears appear?
Just anywhere I went with my dad.
There's this government scientist
- who's in town right now... - Oh, my horror show costumes
would tip her off to The Troubles.
My dad took me everywhere.
The bears are all over Haven.
She could spot one on every corner.
If my trouble's exposed everyone else's?
Hank's trouble.
Oh, God, it'd be awful.
Hank's troubled?
We need to figure this out.
I don't think that the bears have come back
because of your dad.
Have you lost anyone else recently?
Oh, no.
I was really worried about Hank yesterday though.
He got this flu, the same one that I had.
But he got it much worse than I did.
You were sick?
Did you lips... did they get all blistered?
Yeah, yeah. Why?
Why? Is there something going around?
You're not out helping your friends?
They ordered you to hole up with me, didn't they?
Lucky guess.
Doesn't make us "birds of a feather."
Besides, Dwight's not entirely wrong.
Though I may not like the way he said it.
Why am I talking to you?
Because our goals are aligned, Duke.
Yours and your friends are not.
You just want to get out of jail.
And you want to stay out.
The game has changed, Duke.
Your freedom and my freedom are linked.
Another prediction from Mara the psychic.
Or maybe I should just say psycho.
My predictions
are not psychic.
They're based on 500 years
of watching humans act out of fear.
And I have two more predictions for you.
They're going to start rounding up troubled people.
And your friends...
Your friends will sell you out
to save their own skin.
[Scoffs]
You think I'm wrong?
Yeah.
Yeah, I do.
[Door closes]
Audrey says Hank and Eve are both sick.
- Both are troubled. - Mr. Banks too.
Can't be a coincidence.
I should have seen this before.
Everyone who got the sickness is troubled.
That's not good.
If troubled people are getting sick,
the stress can make their troubles come out.
Yeah, that's what happened to Mr. Banks.
Eve's bears appeared after Hank caught her illness.
She was worried about him.
Hank caught it from Eve?
It's contagious.
Which means there's more sick troubled people
in town that we don't even know about.
We'll know about all of them
as soon as their troubles activate.
So will the CDC.
[Sighs]
A sickness that infects only troubled people?
I'm thinking the contagion itself is a trouble.
Has to be. Problem is
finding the person causing the contagion,
we have to launch a medical investigation.
Which would attract Charlotte's attention,
and put her face to face with troubled people.
We have to get her out of town.
Now.
I might have an idea. In the meantime, we have to get
everybody who's sick out of sight until Charlotte's gone.
I'll set up a secret ward.
[Cell phone beeps]
Okay, but not here.
Autopsy's over. Charlotte's on her way back.
- Use the morgue. - Okay.
Dwight. Look at my leg.
Feels ten times better. She's a miracle worker.
Never had a doubt.
Best lobster salad in Maine.
Come with an apology and a sincere wish
that my team and I had performed better.
Thank you.
No new reports of illness at least.
Guess whatever it was just fizzled out.
And I heard the autopsy showed that Mr. Banks
died of a natural stroke.
Yes, but I sent PDFs of Mr. Banks brain slices
to HQ for their take on it. Just to be safe.
If they can confirm Dr. Verrano's conclusions,
then I can get back to my Haven vacation.
Speaking of,
weather's great today for a boat ride,
which can be rare around here.
Buddy of mine operates a terrific tour.
Dave knows him too. My treat.
Oh, yeah. Captain Murphy.
Of course.
There's no better way to see the coast.
- I'd like that. - Great.
Dave can show you where the dock is,
and then maybe after that, we could, uh,
finish that lobster dinner.
I'd like that too.
I'll freshen up in the doctor's lounge
before we go. Oh, but here.
My analysis of the sick patients' blood work.
I found an unique genetic marker in all of them.
Not something you'd usually look for,
but they all had the same illness.
It should be nothing,
but Dr. Palak should have it just in case.
Excuse me.
Vince is up in Bangor, pulling political strings
to get Dr. Cross out of Haven,
but we're going to beat him to it, aren't we?
You've arranged with Murph to have "mechanical failure"
30 miles outside of town, leave her stranded, right?
That's the plan.
You all right there, chief?
She found a genetic marker in all the patients.
They're all troubled.
What if she found a genetic basis for The Troubles?
Eve, I know you were worried about losing Hank,
but Hank loves you.
I'm with you, for life.
See? He's not going to leave you.
You have nothing to worry about.
Okay.
[Cell phone buzzes]
Hey, Dwight, what's up?
Need you to hurry it up with Eve.
A bear just appeared outside the doctor's lounge.
Charlotte's in there.
Just appeared?
Well I thought the trouble...
It's not. Get it done, Audrey.
We can't have one of these bears blow the whole thing.
We're really close.
It didn't work, did it?
Isn't there anything that we can do?
There's got to be something.
[Crying]
Okay.
[Phone ringing]
- Yeah? - Duke, I can't believe
that I'm asking this, but I need Mara's help
with a trouble.
I need to talk to her.
Okay.
[Groans] [Chuckles]
You want to get rid of CDC lady?
Then you're going to help Audrey with this dancing bear trouble.
It's not going to stop her
from turning against us.
Play nice.
Okay. You're on with...
Each other.
And yes, it's weird.
- Hi. - Hello, Audrey.
How are you?
You haven't come to see me.
Why would I?
Oh, I don't know. To meet your maker?
You're not my maker.
Really? Then who is? Duke?
I don't if you can afford such ontological certainty,
being that you're a banana peel, a nut shell, a husk.
Are you going to help me or not?
- [Scoffs] - All right, Audrey Husk.
Don't twist your knickers.
You want to know about the dancing bear trouble.
Well, I remember being trapped inside of Lucy Husk
while she talked Eve through her dead daddy issues.
Yes. The trouble is about loss.
An original recipe as I ever made,
which means if you're failing at it,
then you're lost your mojo.
I said to play nice.
Come on, Duke. It's true.
I'm the candy, she's the wrapper.
I'm sorry that wasn't more helpful.
Duke, what if she's right?
Look, you can't start thinking like that.
Okay, all right.
Listen, are you...
Are you feeling sick at all?
No. No, not yet.
Okay, good. 'Cause a lot of troubled people
have been infected, and...
Nathan, he's starting to bring them into the morgue.
Nathan's rounding up troubled people?
The sick ones, yeah.
Listen, I really... I gotta go.
I can help you.
But if you keep resisting me,
it's only going to make this more dangerous.
Remember what happens next.
You get served up on a silver platter
by your friends.
Duke, we need to take matters into our own hands.
You're right.
Except about the "we" part.
Hank, I must stop my trouble.
You helped me through my troubles, Eve.
I promise you, we will beat this.
There are so many people in this town.
There's so many people we love.
What if my bears expose us all?
Exposure?
The bears are designed to present themselves to you.
So if we take you out of town...
Maybe the bears will stop showing up in Haven.
[Coughing]
Duke, hey, they're not medically sick.
They're trouble sick.
And everyone's upset,
so their trouble could come out at any moment.
So what... what should I do?
Why the hell are you asking me?
[Groaning]
That's Lori Futcher's little sister.
Hey, what's wrong with her?
She fainted and conked her head on the floor.
We're running low on supplies, Pete.
Okay, I'll go get more. Just...
Watch them. [Coughing]
I told you to stay on the boat.
You were supposed to have this under control.
How did you let things get this bad?
We're handling it, Duke, so back off.
This is you handling it?
Okay, first of all,
you don't tell me where I can go.
Help! Danielle's doing something.
[Electricity crackling]
She has the same electrical trouble as her sister.
She's going to fry us all unless we can contain her.
How? We can't even touch her.
[Electricity crackling]
We can with these.
[Electricity crackling]
Now what?
Stick her in there.
Hope the metal frame grounds her.
[Electricity crackling]
Come on.
- Come on. - We gotta hustle.
[Electricity crackling]
You okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
How the hell did her trouble get activated
while she was unconscious?
What is this? The last stage of the sickness?
Maybe that's the point of this contagion trouble.
Infect troubled people, then force their troubles out.
That's a lot of troubles going off all at once.
[Coughing]
It means a lot of people are going to die.
[Coughing]
"People are gonna die?"
Like James Banks?
HQ got back to me.
Said Banks died of an air bubble in the brain.
The only way that happens
is if someone purposely injects it.
Banks was murdered.
[Banging]
- [Moaning] - You okay?
[Coughs]
Hiding patients in cadaver drawers?
Whatever it is you think you're accomplishing here,
it's over.
Under section 361 of the public service act,
I hereby place Haven, Maine, under quarantine.
Tanks are rolling in.
Lots of them.
Charlotte. Charlotte.
What I need you to do is somehow
I need you to make this thing
uh, go away, okay?
Charlotte, wait.
Put me through to the secretary.
Charlotte, please, let me explain.
Yeah, explain yourself to the jury.
Yeah. Yeah, I'm here.
I can't control it like that.
Well then get mad. Because this cell phone tower
is literally going to ruin your life.
[Electricity crackling]
[Exploding]
Madam Se... hello?
Get back inside.
You did that, didn't you?
Just let me explain.
Just go to hell, okay?
What's going on?
She found the secret ward of troubled people.
She's calling for backup.
We fried the cell tower and cut the land line.
Well she'll still bolt the first chance she gets.
Which is why I'm going to lock her up with Mara
and we'll see who wins.
- Hey. - She's only trying to help.
Help? Her "help" puts me in a cage.
And if it's between me in a cage
and her in a cage,
well, I know what my answer is,
- so should you. - Let's just take a step back.
You know what, you're not the only person in this town.
I'm not going to stand by while tanks roll in.
Hey! We need to figure out what we're going to do.
I know what I'm going to do.
- Dwight. - You selfish prick.
I'd sooner turn you in to CDC headquarters
then let you kidnap an innocent woman.
We need to work together. What are you doing?
I'm the chief of police, and the leader of The Guard.
You want to know what Haven's going to do?
Whatever I decide.
Not you who only even thinks about Audrey.
And not you who only looks out for himself.
But we can't just leave her in there
while an epidemic of troubles blast this town.
You want to lead, you better have a plan.
I do.
Is it bad?
You have no idea.
Do you still think your friends have your back?
No.
We're on our own.
> Welcome, everybody, to Friday night smackdown!
There's the steel cage that will surround the ring here tonight
for a tag team smackdown. >> In is awesome.
Talk about a big fight, and nothing like watching the steel
cage coming out of the ceiling knowing that the competitors are
going to be locked in that cage and a