[dramatic music]
♪
- Hey. - Ah, that took a while.
- Yeah, there was a line at the bathroom.
- You see out there?
There's a little notch in the horizon at two o'clock.
- Uh-huh.
- That's Clark Harbor.
Lobster rolls await. - Okay.
- Hmm.
"The 'Bazegw Legend' tells a story of De Paor,
"an Irish settler on Hanover Island.
"With his family facing starvation,
"the God-fearing De Paor sacrificed his daughter
"on Bazegw Cliff to appease a vengeful God.
"Miraculously, the cod returned for everyone
but De Paor."
Another story of male overreach.
- He must've been hungry.
- [laughs]
Come on.
♪
[air horn blows]
[indistinct chatter]
♪
- You made it! [laughs]
- Mm! - Oh.
- Hi. [both laugh]
- You had a smooth ride? Not too choppy?
- No, it was--it was perfect.
Oh, this is Harry. Harry, Greta.
- Hi. - So this is the guy.
- Yeah, he managed to stick around.
- [laughs]
Many men have tried and failed. You must have skills.
- [chuckles] It's all her.
- [laughs]
- Oh, my God, Greta.
[laughs] Oh, my God.
This is amazing.
Oh, the light.
- The good news is,
if you want to stay for longer than two weeks, it's all yours.
I talked to Deedee.
She's not coming up till August.
- Oh, that's amazing. I could stay here all summer.
You--you can hear the waves.
That'll help with your insomnia.
- Uh-huh.
[indistinct chatter]
- Two lobster rolls.
Enjoy. Enjoy.
- Thanks, Steph. Getting busier, huh?
- Oh, yeah, we're getting the, uh, summer crowds now,
and our hauls are getting bigger--fingers crossed.
Enjoy your meal. - Thank you.
- So she and her husband, Mike Lam,
worked on the fishing boats here for years.
No one complained.
Then they start their own fishing operation.
Nine months ago, they open up this place.
Now some locals are grumbling about a Chinese takeover.
I mean, the island is beautiful and enchanting and all that,
but locals can be provincial little shits.
- That's terrible. - Mm.
- What about you? Have you had any trouble?
- Oh, no. No one's worried about me.
I'm a broke lesbian painter. I'm not taking over anything.
[laughs]
So, Harry, what are you gonna do with yourself
when she's off painting all day?
- I thought I'd explore the island a little bit.
I have my plant
and my tree guides.
- He's--he's a bit of a botanist.
- So you're-- you're fully retired now?
- Yeah, it's over a year.
I guess it was time.
- Sounds like you deserve it.
I mean, the stuff that Sonya told me, I--
I still can't believe what you both went through
with that psychopath.
W-what was his name again?
- Jamie Burns.
- Um, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to--
- That's okay. That's okay.
It's--it's just been a bit of a--of a process.
- [scoffs]
Yeah.
- That's why we needed a change of scenery.
- Ah.
So--so, tell me, what's, um--what's this
about you giving up on the male nudes?
That cannot be for real. - I guess, yeah.
Uh, after everything with Jamie,
it just didn't feel right anymore.
I want to paint light now, the sky.
- You know, I-I think I'm going to leave
you two to catch up, and I'm gonna take a stroll.
- Oh, okay.
♪
[indistinct chatter]
♪
- [exhales sharply]
[sighs]
Oh.
- You need some good boots to survive this shoreline.
- Yeah. - [chuckles]
- Tourist's thing to do, huh? - Maybe.
But you managed to find the one quiet spot
in the midst of the mayhem.
That's a sign of character in my book.
- It's good, isn't it?
- Yeah, it's where I come to recharge.
I work for my family, so, you know...
I need the breaks.
We're--we're up in that big red building down there--
Muldoon Fish Company. - Oh, yeah.
I saw the T-shirts.
- Mm.
Yeah, we're pretty much everywhere on this island.
[chuckles]
They say you can never escape your family, right?
- I guess that's right.
- Yeah, well, sure is for me. [sniffs]
- So are you a fisherman...
woman-type?
Or a fisherwoman? - [chuckles]
- Do you fish?
- Actually, just so you know, the, uh...
the women who fish
prefer to be called "girl fishermen,"
which--which, personally, I think is problematic
on multiple levels.
But what can you do?
Have you, uh-- have you been here long?
- I got here today.
- Mm.
Has she spoken to you yet?
- Who?
- The ocean.
- Uh...
I don't think so.
- Mm, she will. [breathes deeply]
She's in a mood today.
- How can you tell?
- It's like a-a vibration
or frequency or something.
Does that sound weird? [chuckles]
- No, it's...
I usually even wonder if nature notices us at all.
- I think she does.
Yeah, all the time. [chuckles]
Well, my time's up. [sighs]
You have a good one.
- Yeah, you too.
♪
- [breathing heavily]
♪
- [grunts]
- [breathing heavily]
Was that okay?
- Yeah.
It was perfect.
- It's just...
I'm never quite sure how hard to do it.
I-I don't want to hurt you.
Was that hard enough?
- Looked like you wanted to hurt me.
So it was perfect.
[chuckles]
- Wait, where's your medication?
I don't--I don't see it here.
- Actually, I left them at home.
- W-what do you mean? That's--that's not good.
- Yeah, it's okay. I--
- You can't just stop antidepressants
like that all at once-- that's really dangerous.
- I know. I've been weaning myself off them.
Dr. Carragher's advising me.
- What do you--What? That's--Since when?
- It's been a few weeks now.
I told you.
- You said you were thinking about it.
You didn't say that you were actually doing.
- Well, I never should have been on them begin with.
That was the therapist's idea, and that's all over with now.
- I wish you had told me.
I-I really think that's something I should know about.
- Yeah.
You're right.
- Won't that just make your insomnia worse?
- [scoffs] No.
It'll be fine.
[grill igniter clicking]
♪
- Leave me alone.
Leave me alone.
I'm serious.
Stop it!
[ominous music]
♪
[groans]
[groans loudly]
[shouting]
[crying]
♪
- Hey!
Hey!
[grunts]
[suspenseful music]
♪
Hey!
♪
- East cove is clear!
Let's move over to the west.
[indistinct chatter]
Bring your men back in!
[indistinct chatter over police radio]
[dramatic music]
♪
- Ah, I just talked to the dive captain.
Ah...
still nothing.
They're saying it's tough with the surf right now.
We'll see.
- Okay.
- It's kind of strange because the tide's coming in.
So they're saying if there was a body
that it'd be pushed into the rocks, not out to sea.
- I'd say that the currents are pretty tricky out there,
the way the rocks are.
- Look, I know I asked, but I need to ask again.
You sure you haven't been drinking tonight?
- [sighs]
No, I haven't been drinking.
- What about drugs? Medications you're on?
It's just better that we know now.
- Come on, please.
I saw her fall.
- Yeah, I get it.
It's just--if you're right,
it's gonna upset a lot of people.
The Muldoons are big guns on this island.
Percy's their golden child.
- This kind of thing is tough for anybody.
[vehicle approaching]
- Oh, boy.
I'm sorry to drag you out like this, Meg.
- You're scaring the hell out of me, Lou--
- Well, we don't know anything yet.
Now, you sure you haven't heard from Percy?
- She's not answering her cell.
- Okay. Okay, well, maybe she's asleep.
- Yeah, maybe she crashed at Kerry's--I don't know.
We didn't even know she wasn't home.
- Meg, this is Harry Ambrose. Harry, this is Meg Muldoon.
This is Percy's grandmother and her uncle Colin.
Harry's the one who thinks he saw Percy.
- Well, we're still piecing together the situation.
- What is the situation exactly?
I-- This doesn't make any sense.
- It was about a-an hour ago or so
that I was walking in town,
and I saw your granddaughter ahead of me,
and it seemed like she was uneasy.
Maybe she was trying to get away from somebody.
And she took the path up here.
I tried to catch up to her.
That's when I saw her out on the bluff,
and she went straight out onto the edge.
All of a sudden...
she jumped.
- What?
What do you mean she jumped?
You didn't tell me this.
- Well, I-- well, we just don't know, Meg.
- He just said that she walked out there by herself
and jumped into the water.
- That's what I saw. - This is ridiculous.
- Yeah, I-I'm sorry, Meg. It's a terrible thing to--
- She wouldn't do that.
It doesn't make any sense.
- Well, there's got to be a mistake.
- How, uh...
exactly do you know Percy?
- Today down at the docks, we happened to start talking.
She mentioned she worked for the family business,
your Muldoon Fish Company.
- You just happened to bump into her out here
in the middle of the night?
- I had trouble sleeping, Went for a walk, I saw her.
- You followed her?
- Just wanted to make sure she was okay.
[car door closes] - Right.
- What's going on? - It's a fucking shitshow.
- That's Sean. He's Percy's father.
- That guy thinks he saw... - Uh, hey, mister.
Where were you exactly when you saw Percy?
- By the trees. - Will you show me, please?
- Meg, I think it's probably best--
- That's all right,
I'll show her.
So I was here.
- There isn't even a clear view.
I can't even see out of here.
Did you know this?
- I didn't realize it was that far.
♪
- And right here?
Percy could have just stepped over.
You wouldn't even see it.
There's a way off over here. Did you know that?
- I know this is hard to accept,
but I saw her.
- No, you did not see her because I can barely see out.
How can you be so sure?
- Meg, I think--
- I don't know what to think here.
Lou, he's a man walking around in the middle of the night,
following my granddaughter.
- Look, I was a police detective
for 40 years.
If I see something, I'm going to try to help.
- I think the best thing we can do
is just wait until we know more.
That's all we can do.
I'll bet you that Percy's gonna get in touch.
In a couple of hours, she's gonna be hungover somewhere,
and we're all gonna laugh this off, okay?
In the meantime, I need you to come down to the station,
fill out a proper report.
[Harry sighs]
- God, I can't believe it.
That's awful.
Did--did she seem depressed when you spoke with her?
Was there anything that you noticed?
- No. No, nothing.
- Hmm.
- She seemed thoughtful, not depressed,
and the family seemed surprised by it, too.
- You sure you're okay?
- Yeah, yeah.
Just--I keep going over it in my head,
and I'm not even sure anymore if I saw what I saw.
You know, it was dark, and...
maybe I made a mistake.
You know, I put that family through hell for no reason.
- What else could it have been?
- Mm...
maybe it just looked like she fell,
and my brain made up the rest.
Maybe I'm getting old.
- I wish you had called me.
- Oh...
- I'm going to cancel with Greta for today.
- No, oh, no, don't. - What?
- You know, you should keep your plan.
- No, I can meet with her another day.
I'll be with you.
- No, I'll be fine.
Yeah, I got to get some sleep anyway.
[line trilling]
- Yeah, this is Lou.
- Hey, Chief Raskin. It's Harry Ambrose.
- Oh, hey, Harry. How you doing?
- Look, uh, calling to see if there's any news.
- Ah, no, they still haven't found
anything in the cove,
and the Muldoons haven't heard from Percy either.
But get this-- one of the lobstermen here,
he was up at 3:00 this morning,
and he swears he saw Percy
drive by in her car last night at around 3:30.
That's about a half hour after your 911 call.
- After?
He's pretty sure about the timing?
- Yeah, well, he's up
at the same time every morning.
What do you make of that?
♪
- Just like this--
you know, very particular how they were arranged.
Somebody placed them, I think.
It was intentional.
- I don't understand.
- Right before Percy jumped,
she looked behind her.
It was like she was seeing somebody.
So I went back, and I walked in the direction of her eyeline,
and that's where I found these.
- Right. But, I mean, what are they?
Is that a piece of rope? You--
- Don't. You got to fingerprint them.
I mean, if I were you,
I'd try to get these things fingerprinted.
- And how do these help us find her?
- You know, when she looked behind her...
somebody might have been there.
Someone whose prints
might still be on these things.
You said that you think that Percy's
still alive somewhere.
She might be with that person.
- I think she jumped. - Jesus Christ, Josh.
Come on. - I'm just saying.
- All right. [sighs]
Well, I guess it won't hurt to have these dusted for prints.
- Great.
- [sighs]
- What about her cell phone?
- Ah, the phone companies haven't found anything.
The phone's off or busted.
- Okay. [coffee pouring]
- [sighs]
Oh, Meg Muldoon insisted
that I run a background check on you, just in case.
I-I didn't think it was necessary.
You got an impressive track record.
- Well, I don't know. - How long you been retired?
- [inhales deeply]
It's almost a year.
- Hmm.
I got five years until my pension kicks in.
I can't wait.
It must be heaven.
- Yeah.
Okay, well, uh, let me know
if you need anything else, I guess.
- Ah, sure thing. I appreciate it.
- Sure.
Okay, uh...
- Yeah.
- Thanks.
- Uh, don't miss Herring Cove while you're out here--
the best sunsets on the island.
[chuckles]
[ambient music]
♪
- Get that out of the way!
[indistinct chatter]
Got a second crate!
♪
- Watch it. Coming through.
♪
[indistinct chatter]
♪
- No, ask him again. Ask him...
- Can I help you?
[engine rumbling]
- It's quite the operation you have here.
I was passing by. I saw your sign.
- Well, unfortunately, we're not open to the public.
- Sure. - Liability issues.
- Say, uh, I--
also, I heard from Chief Raskin.
Still no news about your daughter,
and I just want to say
it's got to be pretty tough on you.
- Well, uh...
we're doing everything we can.
- Yeah, you know,
something that I've been wondering about, uh...
do you know when she left last night?
- Oh, around 5:00.. Why?
- Any idea where she went?
- Hey, what's going on here? - He's asking about Percy.
- I just was wondering whether any of you
knew where Percy went last night after she left work.
- No.
I'm sorry. Are you investigating this now?
- No, no.
Uh, just--I'm trying to make sense of it, you know.
I...was wondering whether she talked to someone.
That could be a good lead about where she is.
- What does that matter,
if we're supposed to believe your story?
- Well, there are some loose ends.
- So you're changing it.
You think she might be alive somewhere, too?
- Well, I saw what I saw...
but I might've...
Maybe I made a mistake.
- Look, mister, I appreciate your concern,
but it's our job to find my granddaughter, not yours.
So let's leave it at that, all right?
You can go out that way.
- Uh, thanks. Appreciate the time.
- Take care. [boat thuds, whirring]
Hey, you can't do that!
Mike, this isn't your-- Hey!
Mike, what the hell are you doing out here?
This is not your time!
- What's going on there?
- They always fight-- Muldoons and Lams.
- What about? - Doesn't matter, man.
Docks, the fish-- it's always like that.
[indistinct arguing]
- Any of you see Percy Muldoon when she left work yesterday?
- Yeah, she went to that bar they all go to, The Knot.
- You watch it, don't you? - Yeah, I do.
I'll own it. - Yeah, I believe you.
- Fuck you.
- Percy's exactly like her grandmother.
She's a boss, you know?
She made captain before she was 20,
and I heard she could outlast any crew on the long hauls.
- Strong girl. Real local spirit.
- You know, I been hearing that.
Like somebody who probably never seemed troubled
or depressed or anything.
- No, she's not the kind at all.
- Oh. - Hey, Kerry.
You seen her come in last night--she was normal, right?
- Yeah. - The girl had made it, too.
I mean, the whole Muldoon business,
everything Meg built-- it's all going to her.
Doesn't make sense she would jump off a cliff like that.
- Sam, Colin Muldoon says that story is bullshit.
She's missing.
- Well, why they dredging the bay, then?
- But she was here last night.
What time was that?
- Around 6:00 or so.
I convinced her to try a couple of tunes with me.
We used to play together in high school.
both: ♪ Take life easy
♪ As the leaves grow
♪ On the tree
♪ But I being young
♪ And foolish
♪ With her would not agree
- Did she have any conversations
with other people that might have upset her?
- No.
There was one thing, though, that was kind of strange.
She went to the bathroom for a while, like, 15 minutes,
and when she came back, she was hurt.
Hey. You okay?
- Yeah. Oh, I just bumped my head on the towel thing.
It's nothing. - Let me see.
[dramatic music]
How did you do that? - I'm okay, seriously.
[chuckles] I'm fine.
- And then she left,
and that was the last time I saw her.
♪
[eerie vocalizing]
[eerie grunting]
[ominous music]
♪
- Hello.
♪
- Oh, I really appreciate you coming by.
- It's no problem.
- This whole thing is making less and less sense.
I-I really can't afford to screw this up,
not with the Muldoons involved.
- So this is her car. - Yeah.
Felicia, who delivers the mail, says it was here
since yesterday morning.
Uh, key's in the ignition. I-I didn't want to--
- You got any gloves? - Yeah.
- So Percy was heading back into town
and coming from where?
What's that way? - Oh, beats me.
There's nothing much around this side of the island.
It's mostly homesteaders.
- You're gonna be checking the interior for prints?
- Yeah, yeah. Of course.
- Good.
- Okay, here's what I'm thinking.
She's at the bluff where you see her,
but maybe she doesn't jump.
Instead, she goes home. She gets her car.
She drives down island... [engine sputters]
Then on her way back...
- No juice.
- The car dies. She's stuck.
- Then she walks from here and is never heard from again.
- Nothing much between here and town.
- What's the deal with that over there?
[ambient music]
♪
- Morning. Hope it's not too early.
Uh, we're just asking around about Percy Muldoon,
a local girl, disappeared a couple nights ago.
- Yeah, I heard.
- Right.
So we found her car around the corner on Sullivan Road.
- So?
- Her car broke down.
She probably looked for help.
You're the only house around, right?
- Didn't ask for any help from me.
- You didn't hear anything, and you didn't see anything?
- Nothing but coons and osprey out here--
the way I like it. - I bet.
You're kind of hidden away back here, aren't you?
[dramatic music]
- We done? - Yeah.
All right, sorry to bother you.
Thanks a lot.
- Lou, we're done?
- Well, it's kind of a live-and-let-live mentality
around here, Harry.
- Chief Raskin called in the missing-person report
to the mainland-- something I...
would've done yesterday, but that's all right.
- So you don't think that she jumped off the cliff anymore?
- I don't know what to think, especially now with the car.
- And this Raskin guy wants you involved in all of this, huh?
- He's worried.
I told him I have to think about it.
You don't think I should. - I didn't say that.
- You think it could be a bad idea...
for my mood...
for us.
- I don't know what's right for you.
What do you think?
- I feel like I'm losing my bearings a little bit.
I can't stop thinking
about what could've happened to her.
[indistinct chatter]
I'm not so sure that's a good thing.
- Remember...
after everything with Jamie how lost I was?
I was painting absolute crap for months on end.
And you couldn't solve it for me,
as much as you wanted to.
And I can't solve this for you.
I want to, but I can't.
I can only listen and be here.
- [inhales deeply]
How about I pick up some fish from the market tonight?
[cell phone buzzing] Ah.
It's Chief Raskin.
♪
[buzzing continues]
- I'm telling you, Meg said to mention you by name.
She said, "Make sure you bring that Detective Ambrose."
- Well, that's kind of hard to believe.
Last time I saw her, she really wasn't too keen on me.
- Ah, well, she's gruff, but she's good people.
You know, her husband was a drinker, and when he died,
she captained the boat, kept the business afloat.
I'm telling you, you could drop Meg Muldoon
in the middle of a Nor'easter with no compass,
and she'll get you back to port.
Hey, Brandon. How's it going?
- What's up, Lou? - Meg's got a company, huh?
- Yeah, kind of like Super Bowl Sunday
but not as fun. - Uh-huh.
- Hello. How's it going?
- We got the chief.
- Oh, hey, Brian.
Hi, Kerry, Peter.
[sports announcer speaking indistinctly on TV]
- Aw, sorry about the delay, Meg.
There's a lot of moving pieces. - So you did get my messages.
Thank you for coming, Detective.
- Sure. - So the precincts
on the mainland have agreed to join a search.
So that's good. - Anything else?
- Uh, we're waiting for the K-9 units to get to the island.
How's Sean doing?
- He's covering the plant today.
We think it's best he keeps his mind off things.
- Can I show you Percy's bedroom?
It's upstairs.
Oh, uh...
[dramatic music]
- The first Muldoons back in 1870.
And the Laniers-- they came in the '40s.
And we're all still here, one big family.
- You're lucky. - Yeah.
Uh, listen...
I want to apologize for the way
I treated you yesterday at the plant.
- That's all right.
- I just didn't want to believe it was true.
I kept saying to myself, "She's gonna call.
It's all gonna make sense."
And now it's...
It's day three.
- Yeah.
- The way things are going--
I mean, Lou is a lovely guy, you know?
We all love him. We really do.
But he doesn't know his ass from his elbow.
- Ah, he's trying.
- He doesn't know how to deal
with this kind of thing, and you do.
He told me about your record.
Please help us.
I know Percy's out there somewhere.
I know it.
Percy's mother left her when she was a baby.
I raised her as my own.
- Is her mother still alive?
- Yeah, uh...
but she was way too young.
She went her own way.
And as far as Percy's concerned,
I'm her mom.
- So...
you're close? - Yeah.
[chimes ring]
But I think she was hiding something from me.
The last couple of months, she would go off after work
and be gone for hours,
and she was always vague about where she'd been.
- But she must have other relationships.
Boyfriend? - Not since Brandon--
one of the Keyser boys downstairs,
and that was two years ago,
and he's married now.
Shotgun wedding.
And then I found this hidden away.
I don't know if it's anything, but it...
really bothers me.
Weird stuff.
- "Connecting to the Spirit of the Earth."
Somebody could have just loaned it to her.
- Yeah, maybe, but something was shifting in her.
She started collecting stuff like that.
♪
About a month ago...
she asked me for this.
- Remember the first time you let me man the wheelhouse?
- Oh, gosh. You remember that?
- You went down in the hull. You...
left me alone for, what, ten minutes?
- I trusted you.
- Grams, you realize I was seven.
- [laughs] You were ready.
That Muldoon blood of yours knew exactly what to do.
♪
What are you doing?
- I'm preserving the moment.
- You know, that's trash, honey.
- Not if you give it meaning
See?
This reminds me of you now.
♪
- I still don't understand why she did that.
- Yeah.
Is it all right if I take this with me?
- Whatever you want.
- And if you find anything else,
you can call Lou...
or me.
- And if you would like to have a home-cooked meal
instead of that deep-fried crap,
we'll take care of you.
[door opens, chimes ring]
- Two bags of mussels, please.
- Okay, uh...
- Here you go. That'll be $17.50.
- Oh, um, can I also get one of those?
- Sure. - Hi, what can I get for you?
- Uh, what looks good today?
- I just got a haul of mackerel in this morning.
- Oh, great.
I'll take two pounds of that, please.
- That'll be $22.95.
Thanks for coming in today. - Thank you.
[dramatic music]
♪
- Uh, excuse me.
You know the cameras that are on pier two?
Would you happen to have access
to the security footage from those?
- Who are you?
- Uh, Harry Ambrose. I'm helping out Chief Raskin.
We're trying to find the Muldoon girl, Percy.
- Do they, uh, know what happened to her yet?
- We're looking into it.
Uh...
were you working here two nights ago on Saturday?
- No.
- Uh...
what about that, uh, footage?
Do you have access to the video files?
- Well, I can't just show you those.
- It's an investigation.
- I mean, are you a cop?
- Um...
Ah.
- Keep going.
Keep going.
♪
- There. There she is.
Okay, it's 2:52.
That's about five minutes before I saw her.
♪
- What's she doing?
♪
- Look, someone's there.
♪
She's scared.
♪
- What the hell was that?
- She got down on her knees.
It was like she was worshiping them.
- How strange.
- Somebody has a hold on her.
And that night on the bluff when she looked back...
I think that person was there.
- And you think that person has her now?
- I don't--
Well, I don't know.
That grill, it's...
still not working right--
- Wait, wait, wait. I have to say...
[stammers] Look, I know this whole thing
is--is creepy and weird,
but you look so energized and alive.
[chuckles]
- I actually think...
it would be a good thing to get back into it.
- Maybe.
♪
[eerie vocalizing]
[ominous music]
♪
[eerie vocalizing]
[eerie grunting]
♪
[eerie vocalizing]
[vocalizing continues]
♪
- [moans] - [grunting]
[twig snaps]
♪
- Whatever you think it is, you're probably wrong.
♪
- I know.
- I could be anywhere.
Please...
♪
Find me.
♪