There's a burnt cornea?
Let me see.
Yeah, like ice burns.
Why are they naked?
Yeah, doesn't make any sense.
That's a ruptured eardrum. See that blood?
Yeah, but how?
- Pressure? - Yeah, it could be.
- Over here, too. - Yeah, that's Lund.
Look at that.
Oh, God.
This guy scratched his own eyes out.
Ya think?
This case.
It's gonna be a shitbowl.
No answers. Buncha angry people.
We don't even have a forensic technician.
We should send this thing back to Anchorage.
I thought that's what we were doin'.
Yeah, we're keepin' it.
- Fuck Anchorage. - Really?
Hey! Hey, hey, hey!
Three feet, three feet!
Need to tie it down!
- Hey! No photos. Delete that right now! - Sorry.
Come on, Liz, they're just blowin' off steam.
Alright, shut up, Hank. Alright, everyone. Everyone!
Stop fuckin' around!
Alright, this is a crime scene!
Why don't you pretend like you know what you're doin'.
Fuck's sake.
You should go home.
I can't.
Maybe leave this one for someone else, Missy.
It's tied to Annie's case, Rose.
Then you're screwed.
Come and see me later.
No, don't use that. Yeah, you're gonna damage the tissue.
- What do I use? - Yeah, just go back to the brush.
Get a little air pocket in there
and then you can just slide it into the side.
- Alright. - Just don't touch the skin.
- Oh, shit. - That's it. Wilson!
What the fuck?
It's not looking good, ma'am. We'll have to amputate at least one leg.
How soon can we talk to him?
Definitely not today. He's in an induced coma.
Thank you, Nurse. Just hold on, hold on.
Chief, over.
Prior, did you fit 'em in?
No, they're kind of in a weird shape.
Unless you want us to break 'em apart, over.
Nah, don't break anything.
Ma'am, I have to go. We're starting surgery.
- Chief? - Okay.
Just hold on one second, Nurse. Prior, go 'head.
I know how we can move 'em.
The heart?
No, that's...
that's not an emoji, Haydn.
Try again.
Merry Christmas, kids.
- Class dismissed. - Hey.
Hey. No, no. Guys. Class is not dismissed.
I assure you, class is not dismissed. Where are you goin'?
I'm gonna call your mom. I'll call your father.
- Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas. - Merry Christmas.
Carla? You too? Really? Really?
Sorry.
You gotta be kidding me.
I told you to stay away, I work here.
And I meant it, I work here.
Oh, come on, Bryce. I'm not here for that.
I need you to explain to me what Tsalal Station does.
Tsalal?
Why? And...
why don't just go out there and talk to Lund and the rest of 'em?
That's not gonna be possible.
Do you see him often?
Travis? No.
Death didn't change him.
The fucker only comes when he wants something.
Did he say goodbye?
Before he went into the ice? Yes.
He knew he was dying.
He didn't want the leukemia to take him.
He brought me croissants.
Fucking croissants.
He had made them himself.
We ate them.
He sang a little.
We fucked a little.
He didn't say much.
He was so tired.
But then
we had talked so much all those years he came to me.
Then he left.
And then I found him.
Yep.
One last gift from Travis Cohle.
I got to meet you.
Can I ask?
You seeing the dead,
when did that start?
With Travis.
But I know people who are born with it.
And then, of course, there's Ennis.
It happens around here all the time.
I think the world
is getting old
and Ennis is where the fabric of all things
is coming apart at the seams.
And when you see them,
hear them,
how do you stay okay?
The thing about the dead is that some of 'em
come and visit because they miss you.
Some come because they need to tell you somethin' that you need to hear.
And some of 'em just wanna take you with them.
You need to know the difference.
Oh, Jesus fuckin' Christ.
What do you think happened to them?
That's what we're tryna figure out.
So what were they up to at Tsalal?
I'm a geologist, so not really my field,
but they were mad men.
Very reclusive.
They didn't come into town and received no visitors.
Other Arctic Stations rotate crews, but not Tsalal.
No one comes in, no one goes out.
And what were they doing?
They spent decades trying to sequence the DNA of an extinct microorganism
that potentially could stop cellular decay.
Why don't you try it in English? Nerd.
Yeah?
You want English? You should've--
Fucked?
Yeah, fucked the English teacher.
He wasn't my type. Neither were you.
But, ya know, desperate times.
So what were you sayin'?
I'm sayin' the work they were doing could end up
curing cancer, autoimmune diseases, genetic disorders.
Just an absolute fucking game changer.
So, what was takin' 'em so long?
I mean, they've been out there, like, forever.
I mean, it's not makin' hotdogs, Liz.
Ice coring for that type of microorganism is extremely difficult.
Requires delicate robotics, careful digging,
ya know, drills break, deposits run dry.
The fact is
the permafrost is too hard
and it damages chromosomal material upon extraction,
so it was never gonna work, like, like, never.
Chief, I think you wanna come by the station, over.
Copy.
My sister sees people following her.
She...
she can't sleep.
She has these breakdowns.
She says my dead mother is calling her.
I brought her to Ennis last year to keep her close, but
I'm worried.
Don't confuse
the spirit world with mental health issues.
Sounds to me like she needs treatment.
Have you talked to the people at The Lighthouse?
She doesn't wanna go to The Lighthouse.
Doesn't even wanna talk about it.
She went to a place in Nevada, like, four years ago,
and they medicated the shit out of her.
She fuckin' hated it.
Sure you don't want something to eat?
No. I got a shift coming.
Hey.
Did you see that thing on his forehead?
I've seen that before.
Years ago.
What is it?
It's old, Missy.
Older than Ennis.
It's older than the ice, probably.
Yeah, we got the cell phone records.
- There's nothin' there. - Radios?
- Yeah. Radio logs. Nothin' there either. - Hey, Lulu.
- What's this? - Liz, how ya holdin' up?
What a fuckin' mess.
But don't worry, I'm movin' it out to Anchorage.
- Ya don't have to do a thing. - Oh, great.
That is Chief Danvers's specialty.
Ya know what? The families need to be notified.
- Hank, can you get Chief Danvers-- - No.
No?
No, you're not taking my case away from me,
Captain Connelly, sir.
- What are you doin'? - My job.
Now those men died in Ennis jurisdiction.
- Unless you wanna call State-- - Stop, stop, stop.
You don't want this case. I know you.
What's that thing you say?
Shitbowl? This is a shitbowl.
Well, it's my shitbowl.
You don't have any resources,
no forensic department, no fuckin'--
You're doin' it just to fuck with me, aren't ya, Lizzie?
You sent me to Ennis.
Actually, no. You appointed me to Ennis.
You gave me this nice office in this lovely ex-dental building
so that I could handle the unique issues
that arise in an "isolated community" during the sunless season.
- I'm here to serve. - Cut it out.
Those bodies are goin' to Anchorage.
Hank, get the guys to rig the chopper. We're flyin' the bodies.
Section nine, chapter four.
- Hello. -"Proper handling of frozen remains."
What is that?
That is the "Alaska Forensic Crime Detection Laboratory Manual,"
which you gave to me,
along with a regulation bibliography for my promotion.
Captain, sir.
It says, "Frozen bodies are not to be manipulated
"beyond the absolutely imperative
"until properly thawed at a constant temperature of 38 degrees
"or the forensic results will be compromised
and useless in court."
Right.
And how long do they take to thaw?
Forty-eight hours.
Where are you even gonna put 'em, Chief Danvers?
Liz!
Hey.
Did you see me play?
No. Did ya see the manager?
Hank?
Hank, did ya find him?
And skaters,
it's time for skating around the Christmas tree.
Players on the ice.
All players on the ice.
Skaters on. Skaters are now on the ice.
Even better.
Hello.
Hi, good to see you.
Janet, how are you?
Hi, Henry.
Ma'am.
- How's Pete? - He's good.
You need to get that son of yours
to do some private skating coaching for my boys.
Good money in it, ya know, for a young dad.
I'll try and talk some sense into him.
I'm counting on ya.
Oh, God.
Kate.
Liz.
You wouldn't come talk to me unless this was
really serious, would you?
Nope.
Hey, Mom!
Go get dressed. Wait in the car, okay?
Is this about those poor scientists?
Yep.
So horrible.
Yeah, they're frozen into a giant block of flesh as we speak.
Christ.
We need someplace to thaw the bodies that is big enough, it's the right temp.
And since the mine owns the rink and the rink fits the bill.
Well, just so we're clear,
I'm doin' this because I love this town.
Oh, yeah. Of course.
Lift it up, as high as you can.
- Little higher here. - Higher. Up.
You could damage the soft tissue.
Good.
Jesus.
God.
That fuckin' bitch. Trooper Navarro.
Hey, Chief.
That's teeth marks.
Think they bit their own hands.
What the fuck?
Hey. Get outta here!
- I just wanted to tell you that I'm-- - Now, go!
Fine. I'm gonna be at your place, alright?
Okay.
Alright, let's have a little dig around the autopsy files in the area.
Ya know, look for similar injuries. The burnt eyeballs,
the busted ears, and the self-inflicted bite wounds.
Yeah.
That one's Molina.
Yeah, Jie is here.
And Merens.
What about this one? This one's...
- Kotov? - No, that's Kotov.
See, with the ring?
- Yeah. - Yeah. He's Russian.
They wear it on the right hand.
How many did you count?
Five heads and nine feet.
The rest of them are buried.
Why are they climbing on top of each other?
It's like there was something chasing them.
Well, hate to break it to you, kid. There's no yetis.
And hypothermia can cause a delirium.
They panic and freeze, and, voila, corpsicle.
Hey, we still got that retired guy up in the North Bay?
Forensic tech? Get him down here.
- Prior? - Yeah, I have an idea.
What? An idea--
Okay.
That mine bitch hates you even more than she hates me.
I might've dated her husband.
Before or after the divorce?
What do you want?
This tattoo was on Annie's body.
So?
It was on the forehead of one of your guys.
Maybe. So what?
"So what?" It's the same case.
We can work together and figure out Annie.
No. I'm not workin' with you again ever.
- You think I wanna work with you? - I do, actually. Yeah.
Take a look in the mirror, Liz. No one can stand you.
Except for that poor kid, Prior.
But you'll be breakin' his heart real soon.
Get outta my scene.
Go on. Fuck off!
You know where to find me.
Prior, take a look at this.
Go show it-- Hey, hey! What are you, what are you--
Yeah.
- Hey, babygirl. - Oh, hey.
- Want some lunch? - Nah. "Bachelor" later?
- Evangeline. - Qavvik.
Hey, Ryan. You got a sec?
Sure.
So, no?
No. I don't think I ever saw him.
Are you sure?
Yeah. I don't know.
If she was seein' him, she never introduced him.
Hey, can I talk to you?
Chuck. Come on.
No. She's bringin' up all that shit.
You understand I'm tryna find who killed his sister, right?
You know this man?
No. Never seen him.
Hey!
Hey, no! Fuck you! You think my kids don't drink the same water?
Yeah? You mining people are poisoning your own kids!
You take it outside!
And we're sick and tired of you pretending you don't see it!
We fuckin' feed your kids!
- Come on. - Fuckin' moron!
- Chuck, go. Go! - We pay for their school!
Get out, man.
Fuck!
Hey!
Fuck you all! Fuckers!
Fucker didn't even pay his tab.
Did you get the lab report back?
- Yep. - The DNA on the clothes?
Yeah, that's gonna be a while.
- What about the prints? - Here ya go.
It was on one of the shoes and we didn't come up with any matches.
Alright.
Alright, so, we know that a sudden drop in pressure
can rupture eardrums,
damage soft tissue.
We know that hypothermia
can cause delirium and irrational behavior,
and that could explain the self-inflicted wounds.
But drop everything, run out there in the first place,
why?
- Gas leak? - No. There's no gas at the station.
It's all electric.
- Then what? - I don't know, kid.
Start askin' questions.
Okay.
Polar bear.
The doors don't lock, right?
- To avoid accidents. - Okay.
It comes in, the men panic, they run out.
And they undress. Why?
Paradoxical undressing.
People with severe hypothermia,
they feel hot, they undress.
You've been studyin'.
Alright. Keep askin'.
'Kay, who drew the sign on Lund's forehead?
Wrong question.
'Kay.
When was it drawn?
Was it before they ran out or was it after?
Well, if it's before, it could be a prank or a game.
If it was after?
Then someone was out there on the ice with 'em.
No one stops to draw on their own forehead while they're freezing to death.
That's right.
Keep askin'.
Okay.
What about the clothes?
I mean, they don't even match the bodies.
There's only five pairs of pants.
- Three shoes are missing. - Okay.
Maybe they weren't fully dressed when they ran out.
What's the question?
- Why weren't they fully dressed? - No. Ask again.
How scared do you have to be to run out on the ice without any shoes?
And?
And why are the clothes folded like that?
So?
So maybe the killer folded them.
A killer.
Why would he fold them?
I don't know.
Was he taunting them? Did he...
did he make 'em fold 'em?
It doesn't make any sense.
It does.
We're just not seein' it. Not asking the right questions.
I told you this was a shit case.
Yeah, ya did.
Then you went ahead and made it your shit case.
I won't even ask why.
Ma'am, the station supply guy and the cleaning ladies
are ready for questioning, over.
Thanks, Lulu.
You get the supply guy, I'll get the cleaners.
Chief.
Now that's the 17th. That's the day they died.
Clark, are you okay?
She's awake.
That's a good girl.
You stubborn lady, ain't ya?
Pickin' fights with those big boys, ya dummy.
Homebrew in here?
No.
And what homebrew?
Qavvik's is a respectable food service establishment
with an FF1 license.
And that's why you have drunken fights in it?
Drunken fight, singular,
was because of the bad water in the Villages.
Nothin' to do with illegal spirits.
The water thing's gettin' bad, huh?
Yeah. The whole thing went to shit last week.
It turned black in some homes.
Poor fuckers are too close to the mine.
Ya know there's talk of protesting?
Again?
How's my sister doin'?
She's doin' alright.
I mean, only one in town that doesn't love my pancakes.
Hey, hey, hey, hey! Cut it out.
One of these days, those dogs are gonna eat you.
Nah.
Me and this girl, we go way back. Huh, gorgeous?
She thinks she's real tough, ya know?
You come close, she snaps at ya, but
deep down, she's a softie.
Yes, she is.
She just needs a little love and affection
and then she's gonna melt.
For fuck sakes, Qavvik. Cut it out.
- Will I see you tonight? - No. Busy.
Hey, I still need my toothbrush!
So you do the cleaning at Tsalal Station, is that right?
Yep. Two shifts a month.
Did you ever see Annie Kowtok there?
Annie K? No.
Never saw her at the station, but then, why would she?
Ya know, she was a midwife, right?
What about this?
What is that? A cult sign? No, witchcraft.
Hey, Blair.
Ya ever see anything like that devil sign?
No?
So, when you were cleanin' at the station, you never saw this?
No.
They were weirdos, alright?
I mean, you have to be a little off
if you wanna spend your life out there locked up in the ice.
You know what I mean?
Very quiet boys, played video games.
But they were all very obsessed with their work.
Dr. Lund once screamed at me for moving his notebooks.
Well, were they acting strange at all the last time you saw them?
They say anything weird?
Say?
They never spoke to us. We're just the cleanin' ladies.
Clark was weird.
He was always weird,
but the last couple times I went out there,
he was talkin' to himself, he was staring into nothing.
Ya know? I don't think the guy was right.
And once, I saw him hangin' out,
au naturel, skinny ass just hangin' out.
He would be locked in his room. We couldn't go clean in there.
He wouldn't come out.
I heard him crying.
What did the other men do when he was acting off?
They just ignored him.
It was sad.
I thought I saw somebody when I got to the station yesterday,
but it couldn't be, right?
Wait, you saw somebody at the station?
No, I didn't see no one. Nope.
Bill, come on. This is serious.
- If you saw someone, you gotta tell me. - This is Ennis, man.
Yeah. You see people sometimes.
Know what I mean?
Jesus, Pete. You grew up here. You know this.
You see people who are gone sometimes.
It's a long fuckin' night.
Even the dead get bored.
Hey, have you seen this before?
Yeah. Clark had that thing.
Had it?
He had it tattooed on his chest.
The guy you're looking for is Chuck Mosley.
Block 16C, room 43, Silver Sky Mining Barracks.
I texted you the location, over.
Thanks, Lee. Owe you one, over.
Oh, shit.
Hey, Jules! You hear that, sis? It's our song, babygirl!
Fuck.
- I told you, I don't know him. - You were lying.
Don't make me arrest you for stiffin' the bill at Qavvik's.
He bought my cousin's trailer.
A Golden Eagle from the fuckin' '90s.
But my cousin made this idiot shell out ten grand.
Guy paid in cash, right there. Boom.
And when was this?
I don't know. Seven years ago?
Can't you ask your cousin?
Dead.
Bone cancer.
This fuckin' town.
Write the description of the trailer and your cousin's name.
Why didn't you tell me when I asked?
'Cause I don't like you, ma'am.
Nah.
It's because you didn't like Annie, isn't it?
You're okay with what happened to her.
Don't worry, babe. I've still got a little cash left.
I'll send ya some more for your mother's medication.
Can't wait to see you.
Alright.
Wallis said he had the spiral tattooed on his chest.
Why was Wallis lookin' at his chest?
Clark was walking around naked, talking to himself.
Yeah, he was not okay.
I don't get why the other guys were puttin' up with him.
Well, that's exactly the question.
Alright, well, did you get ahold of the family?
Yeah. I spoke to his mom in Dublin.
She hasn't seen him for 10 years. Says he's dead to her.
Well, he is dead. Jesus.
Okay.
What'd we learn about the money?
So, who's paying Tsalal's bills?
Okay, so, the NGO that funds the station, right,
if you follow the taxes, you can trace it back
to a shell company called NC Global Strategies,
which, in turn, belongs to Tuttle United.
Tuttle United. What do they do?
Everything. I mean, glass, tech,
video games, shipments, palm oil, cruise lines.
Okay. Thanks, Petey, 'cause that,
that was really not helpful.
I'm here to serve.
Alright. Okay.
Chief, can I ask you a question?
Yeah.
What did Navarro do to you?
You worried you're gonna fuck up too?
Well, don't fuck up.
Go watch the corpsicle. I'm gonna go pick up Leah at your place,
then I'm goin' back to work.
Nah, I gotta go home.
I can't. I promised I'd put Darwin to bed.
- Kayla will kill me. - You're not goin' home tonight.
What'd I just say?
Don't fuck up.
What do you mean "no"?
You said you were giving Darwin a bath tonight.
No, he wants you doing it, not me.
Come on, help me out here.
I don't know what you want me to tell you.
I promise I'll do it next time.
Yeah, that's what you said last time.
I don't know what you want me to tell you. He's waiting for you.
Hey. Hi, Darwin.
- Hey, your boss is here. - Makin' Legos?
- Yeah. - I'm sorry, alright?
- Whatever. - Whatcha makin'?
- A house. - A house for the fish?
So you takin' my man again tonight?
You don't know this, Kayla, but I'm doin' you a big favor.
Pretty soon, you're gonna get sick of havin' the husband around.
Thanks, but you can save your favors for your family.
She's in the kitchen with my grandma.
Come on, baby. Bath time. Let's go.
Leah, we gotta go. I gotta get--
Hi, Liz.
Leah wanted to see what kakiniit'd look like
- on her beautiful face. - Hey!
Wash it off.
- No. - It's just marker.
- It'll come right off. - Go get in the car.
Go!
You don't get to doodle on my kid's face.
She's 17, and she wants to understand her heritage.
What, so she can be a night nurse like you?
Yeah. Don't give me that, Laundromat Grandma.
You need to leave my house.
Now!
Really?
I mean, since you're paying,
I'm getting my nutrients.
Nutrients.
Twenty for some damn cookies?
Arctic prices, babe.
Remind me again why we're here?
Good job benefits.
Hey, so, I've been thinkin'.
That place, The Lighthouse?
Maybe we should go by and talk to someone.
I'm not goin' back into a hospital.
Those pills. You don't get it.
Hey, hey, hey, listen, listen.
Hey, look at me. It's not a hospital.
It's a community center for addictions and other issues.
Okay? I think we should go check it out.
- I mean, there's other meds, and-- - No.
Listen, I'm not Mom.
- Please, Angie. - Okay, okay.
You gotta let me live like a normal person.
Okay.
Of course, babygirl.
Leah, help me put up this stupid fucking Christmas tree!
You do it! I'm in bed!
This place is crazy.
- Hey. - Hey.
You did it.
They're just temporary.
- Do you like it? - I love it.
Fuck.
I see you!
I'm the one eye.
I see you. I see you.
Fuck.
- Hey, Chief. - Pete, did you get
the scientists' credit history?
- Yeah. - Alright. Send me Clark's,
as far back as you can go.
Okay. You want me to include the--
You don't go into my house to steal.
You know better.
Look at me.
Even your mother didn't steal from us when she left.
Now listen,
Danvers doesn't own you.
You have a family and she's not it.
Blood is blood, Peter.
Remember that.
So, you fucked me with the bodies, then you come to actually fuck me.
You want to or not?
Yeah.
I know you didn't stay in town for the lovely weather.
No.
- I can't! - No, no! Don't you dare.
Don't you dare! No. Wait, wait, wait!
Wait!
You're sweatin' on me.
Do you wanna say it first or should I?
That's the last time we do this.
That's 15 years of last times.
- Nineteen. - What? No.
- Nineteen years ago, I just got married. - Nineteen years.
You were with Jake.
Yeah, we were on a break.
One of 'em.
Fuck.
This is the last time we do this.
Yeah.
What are you doing with the Tsalal thing, Liz?
Really.
I know ya don't want the case. I know you.
Oh, you do?
What am I thinking right now?
You're thinking, "Know why I want the case?"
- Why? -"'Cause fuck you, that's why."
I guess you do know me.
- You sent me to Ennis so that I-- - No, I gave you
- a promotion. - Whatever reason.
I mean, mostly because you're an insecure asshole,
and because you're scared of me, but whatever.
I'm just doin' my job.
You're not doin' your job. You're messin' with me.
Why are you so hell-bent on keepin' a lid on it?
Well, I just don't want it to turn into a fuckin'
disaster for no reason.
Weird circumstances. Dead bodies.
Come on, let's run it out of Anchorage.
No.
I'm gonna keep control of it.
- I got it controlled. - Yeah, well, I don't think you can.
- Well, I can. - You can't.
- Says who? - Me.
- And, I swear, if you don't-- - What?
Are you fuckin' threatening me?
Fucker.
Yeah, I'm lookin' at it right here.
It's a $600 charge.
Fairbanks Ink Tattoo, April 22nd, 2017.
Clark you said, yeah?
Yeah. Raymond Clark.
His tattoo was on his chest. It's a spiral.
I can send it to you right now if you want.
No need. I have it right here.
Yeah, I remember him. Weird guy.
- English, right? - No, he was Irish.
He cried a little when I finished.
Not because it hurt, ya know? Just sentimental, maybe.
Was he alone?
He was alone, yeah.
Did he tell you what it meant? The tattoo?
That I don't remember.
Wait. I can send you a photo of the tattoo.
I keep them for my records.
And here's one showing the model for the work.
Lady?
Hello?
Guess I should start locking.
He took this photo to a studio in Fairbanks.
He got the same tattoo as her.
That's four days after she died.
Here's the DNA results.
That was Annie's tongue at Tsalal.
Tissue has some unusual cellular damage
possibly from freezing.
Did you change where you put the cans?
Where do the cans go?
Well, it looks like your case is my case.
What are you doin' here?
Well, you know Annie better than I can get from the files.
And now it matters because it's a buncha white men?
You want in or do you just wanna go fuck yourself?
- Listen, the Wheeler thing was-- - Shut up.
- No, we did exactly what we needed to do. - No, we're not doin' that.
Alright? We're just doin' this one thing.
We're gonna crack it, close your case,
I close my case, and then, that's it for the two of us.
It is.
- Boo! - Fuck!
- Hi. - Jesus Christ, Leah.
Fuck.
Dude, you got the--
- Oh, yeah. They're temporary. - Yeah?
- Temporary? - Yeah.
They look cool.
So, Liz make you stay and watch them in case they wake up?
Don't, don't.
You don't want that shit in your head.
Seriously, Leah.
What happened to you?
Fuck, Prior!
He's an animal.
Yeah, well, he was raised by an animal
- to be an animal, so. - Doesn't matter.
I mean, you come from the same shit and you manage to be nice.
Fucking dork,
- but nice. - A dork?
- Yeah, you're a dork. - Really? A dork? Ah, you're a dork.
You know, my dad and Liz used to dance to this all the time.
- What? - Yeah.
Nah.
- No way. - Yeah.
My dad was, like, a stoner, a wannabe artist, and he was so chill,
and they used to love to dance together.
I'm pretty sure that Liz smoked weed too.
Nah.
- Nah, come on. Fuck. - I'm so serious.
- Can you imagine? - No. I don't wanna.
Ya know, Hank
was a musician?
What?
Yeah, he played the guitar.
- No. - In a band.
- No. - Yeah.
Well, was he any good?
I don't know.
I've actually never heard him play.
Yeah, not once.
My mom said he wasn't good enough to have a career, but
she kinda felt he wasn't--
Good enough, period.
Yeah.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
That sticks with you, doesn't it?
Not being good enough.
Fuck, Gee, you said you weren't coming!
Hey, Qavvik.
You could've given me a heart attack.
Changed my mind. Wanna fuck?
You jerked off.
- Watching porn? - No, I was-- I'm just--
What kind of porn were you watching?
Can we just, like, watch a movie and...
Porn movie?
Get out. I'm getting dressed.
And now she wants me on the case,
but I don't have anything.
That can't be true.
If you didn't have anything,
she wouldn't want you, so you have it all.
Yeah. I mean, I know everything about Annie,
every single detail.
But somehow, I had no idea about the Clark thing.
I mean, they kept it a secret.
Well, why?
That's not the right question.
What?
That's what Danvers would say.
The right question is--
The right question is how.
That's why he got the trailer.
To keep it a secret.
Fuck. Yes!
Where do you keep a trailer to fuck in secret?
The Nook.
Talk to me, Raymond Clark.
- Danvers. - You have to see this.
Jesus.
Are those bones?
Yeah, animal.
Seal, caribou.
I think.
How'd you find this place?
My Spirit Animal showed me in a dream. Remember?
Hey.
Yeah, that's her phone. I checked.
It was not with her body.
Holy fuck.
- Danvers. - Chief.
We have a problem.
Hey.
It's only six of 'em. See?
Jie, Merens, Molina, Kotov,
Mehta.
Emerson.
He's not here.
Clark's not here.
Maybe he got separated.
No, he didn't.
He's alive.
He's out there.