♪
-TOLBECK: Mm... -Mm-mm.
-Come on, sniff it. -No, it's fine.
You're not sniffing.
Yeah, I can smell it fine.
Just give it a sniff. It's fresh.
Yeah, it's an inch from my nose.
I-- we're in a closed car.
We're not on the deck of a ship.
I can't believe someone would be so angry
at smelling fresh, campfire-baked sourdough.
Okay, fine!
[long inhale]
[exhales] There, I sniffed it, okay?
Are you happy? Can we talk about my thing now?
What thing?
What thing? The fact that I shot Kevin Bacon.
Hey, he still might live. He's a fighter.
Let's wait and hear what the doctors say.
Tolbeck, you don't hear what I'm saying?
I shot Kevin Bacon.
The man's a national treasure.
Even if he lives, you don't just come back
from shooting Kevin Bacon.
He was armed. He was out of control.
That doesn't matter. Why do you think I'm here with you?
Why do you think they sent me away from the action?
'Cause I punctured his lung, shattered his patella,
and severed a major artery.
Yeah, that sounds bad when you list it like that.
And if he dies, I'm fucked.
I mean, that's it. I mean, forget about the FBI.
Forget about everything.
I-I mean, I would have to leave the country
and go somewhere where they don't worship Kevin Bacon.
-Like Japan. -Japan?
Yeah, they hate Kevin Bacon in Japan.
They cannot stand his music.
His music-- When I say "Kevin Bacon,"
do you know who I'm talking about?
Yeah. Kevin Bacon from The Bacon Brothers.
No. Kevin Bacon the world-famous actor,
-from Footloose. -Yeah,
I don't know who that is.
But anyway, I'm sure he'll pull through.
Well, fuck, who cares?
Dustin kicked me off the case,
and he's cutting me out of the documentary
so now I'm sitting here, with you, again.
You accidentally made that sound like it's a bad thing.
It is a bad thing.
Oh.
But, uh, you know what?
Dustin's not the boss of me.
I'm calling Fuller. This isn't the end.
Maybe you just got to accept the loss.
Take it on the chin. You shot Kevin Bacon.
No. You know what, I'm not accepting anything.
I deserve more. I'm calling her.
Dude, you sound so desperate.
I'm not desperate.
No, you're a total desperado.
You know what? You sound like me when I was 15 years old,
begging my sister
to let me go skating with her and her friends.
I get it, dude!
You want to roller-skate with those hot teenage girls.
You want to help them when they fall.
But the problem is, you're creeping them out.
You need to give her some space.
They have SATs in four weeks, okay?
They have enough on their plate.
Get it?
-Get this. -No, wait!
-It's-- i-it's not cooled. -No.
-No. No. -Cullen, not too much.
-[muffled]: What? Wh... -There's Lophophorain there.
It's the peyote that's growing in the field by the fence.
What? What...
No, no, hey, hey, it's-it's okay. It's okay.
Fuck! I can't do this again!
I already got drugged by this peyote.
I-- it was a fucking waking nightmare.
Calm down, okay?
It's only a microdose.
Look, I'll have some, too. Okay?
Mm!
Mm-mm-mm-mm.
I'm fine.
How micro?
Teeny-tiny.
You won't even feel it, okay?
I'm as clear as a nightingale.
That it's. I'm fucked. I'm fucked!
I swear. It-- Everyone's microdosing, okay?
Everyone's doing it.
Who? Name one person.
Teachers. Cops.
Doctors. Pilots are doing it.
I guarantee you pilots are not ingesting peyote before takeoff.
Okay, you got the wrong idea about this.
Microdosing is not about getting high, okay?
It's for anxiety.
For mood stabilization,
mental clarity.
I promise, total control.
Lighter and sharper and focused.
Tolbeck, you just drugged a federal agent.
-Do you know that? -Ooh, I'm really scared.
-Yeah, you should be. -I am.
I mean, I'm on my last strike after the Reinhardt situation
and another drug incident will cost me my pension.
Exactly.
And now I'm calm. You know why?
BOTH: Microdosing.
♪
And Car 43, you can go home.
Congratu-fucking-lations.
Go back to your wife and your stupid family
and don't fucking gloat about it.
-[sighs] -Are you okay?
You sound a little bitter.
Is this because you still haven't heard from Bobby?
Oh. Am I bitter because the man I thought I loved
has ghosted me and taken my life savings?
I'm sorry, Janice.
You know how long it took me to save that money?
It was your life savings,
so I'm going to guess your entire life?
Bingo. I'm done with men.
Men are completely fucked.
Well, yeah, mo-most men, yeah, yeah.
But-- but not all men.
No, Fats, all men.
Do you hear me? All men.
Well, I think you'll really like...
No, I won't. I won't like the sad, wet,
cult member ex-boyfriend you're boning.
He's not wet.
He's just sensitive.
You told me he cries during sex all the time.
He's a screw-sobber.
Well, not all the time.
And he's working through it.
Look, banging a cult member once--
I get it, it's weird, it's a bucket list thing--
but dating a cult member?
[laughs] That's a slippery slope.
-It's not a cult. -Oh.
Oh, boy. Here we go.
-Honestly, it's different. -Really? How?
How is it different, Fats? Tell me.
Well, for starters, it's run by a woman.
Oh. A woman-led cult. Okay.
It's not a cult, but yes.
Okay. Well, what's her deal?
Her name's Terry Mann.
Jarrod says...
Uh, stop. Stop.
We're talking about Terry the woman.
I don't want to talk about Jarrod.
Have you ever heard of the Bechdel Test?
Yes. I told you about the Bechdel Test.
Great. Then let's have you and me-- two women--
talk about another woman for once.
Wouldn't that be a grand fucking idea?
Sure.
Well, I don't know too much about it,
but Jarr-- Um...
I've been asked by... someone
to consider going to an introductory lecture.
What, and are you thinking about it?
I mean-- I mean, would you?
Well, it's not like I've got much else going on.
I mean, let's face it, this gig is winding down.
I got no money, no man.
And right now, I'm thinking a woman-led cult
is something I could get on board with.
-[bingo ball cage rattles] -Car 12,
you're going home right now,
so fuck off back to your loved ones.
♪
Oh! I'm so sorry. You're-you're meditating.
No. I'm just being. Come on in.
I got rid of all that paperwork you told me to get rid of.
You don't need to discuss that.
I know you'll complete the tasks I assign you.
Right. Well, I just wanted to say thank you for everything.
Darling Sue.
I did nothing.
You are the one who opened your eyes.
But I couldn't have done it without you.
You gave me permission to leave Dirk.
Yes. And now that he's been taken into custody,
the FBI are finally leaving us alone again.
I know! I'm so happy!
I just want to dance all the time!
Even after big meals.
Even on the toilet.
Well, I'm very glad to hear that.
I'm glad to say it.
I've-I've... I've found my dance again!
I feel like I'm just coming into my true power.
-You are. -I actually want to run
some Dance Movement Therapy classes.
-I'm sorry? -Well, you see,
motion and emotion are interconnected.
That's the basic principle of Dance Movement Therapy.
I know what it is. I trained in DMT for 12 years.
Are you a licensed DMT practitioner, Sue?
N-No, uh, but... you know, that's just a label, isn't it?
If you don't know what you're doing,
you will hurt yourself and hurt others.
Is that what you want?
Oh. Oh. G...
Have you ever looked into someone's eyes
as their hamstring snapped?
No. I'm sorry.
One little breakthrough
and you think you're ready to give a TED Talk.
I apologize.
It's okay. You're young and you have much to learn.
And if you keep your head down,
you could go a long way here.
Thank you.
Now, why don't you go and reflect
in the pool of reflection--
unless, of course, it's free swim
and in that case, wait.
♪
[groans loudly]
-What? -Nothing.
I was just thinking if I could get ten minutes
with Johnny Depp and Amber Heard, I truly believe
I could figure it out for them.
I'm still not ready to give up on that couple.
Hey, how you feeling? Do you...
want some water or a pour-over coffee?
Actually, I feel okay.
I'm relaxed.
I'm... I'm a little focused, even.
[grunts]
-Oh, yeah, baby, you are sharp. -[laughs]
-Yeah. -You are like
the point of a harpoon.
I mean, I got to admit it.
This-this feels pretty amazing.
I feel just more like... like me.
I feel like an optimized version of myself.
Exactly!
I'm just so focused.
I've never been more in the present,
yet, at the same time,
I see the past with total clarity.
You're like that film with the guy.
A Beautiful Mind.2001.
Ron Howard adaptation of the Sylvia Nasar novel.
-Yes! -Exactly.
-This is amazing and depressing. -Why depressing?
It's depressing 'cause I'm firing right now
and I'm wasting it just sitting here in this car with you.
-Maybe it's not too late. -No, it is.
They've all arrested Dirk, they're gonna be wrapping it up.
I have to accept that Terry won.
Well, at least you got some of her peyote.
And she can never take that away from you.
Yeah. Wait.
This peyote is from the Collective?
Yeah. It's down by the fence,
but the field is on their side.
Oh! Oh, my God.
Then boom! Planting, harvesting
and cultivating peyote is a felony.
Terry's name is on the title of that property.
That makes her personally accountable.
We've got 'em. That's it! We've got 'em!
Wow. You really do have a beautiful mind.
But wait, it's too late. It doesn't matter.
The timing's wrong. They're gonna,
they're gonna send us home at the end of this shift.
So that gives us three hours.
No, we can't organize a tactical strike in three hours.
There's hundreds of officers
from, like, four different departments.
Unless...
What if it was just us?
-Old-school. -We get in, we get out.
I like it. Some SEAL Team Six shit. Arrp!
Arrp? What's "arrp"?
That's the sound a seal makes. Arrp!
No, that's-that's not why it's called SEAL Team Six.
It's-- That refers to the environment they operate in.
Sea, Air and Land.
Oh. Do you know everything right now?
Oh. I feel like I know everything right now.
Okay. Well, we're SEAL Team Six. Sans the "arrp."
-[spits] -Don't spit in the car.
-Okay. Right. I'm sorry. -Okay, now
we need a stealth two-man operation.
A delicate balance of calculated offense
and nuanced defense.
-Yes! -Okay. This is Terry.
Code name: Geronimo.
♪
Okay.
We're booked in for a no-obligation
introductory lecture for the Collective
with Terry Mann tomorrow night.
Just you and me, no man in sight.
Oh, my God. Are we doing this?
-Ah, that's so crazy. -No.
What's crazy is slogging away out here
under the patriarchy, giving it 100%
and getting absolutely fucking nowhere.
Which is why I'm going in with an open mind.
Me, too. I wasn't happy in Corrections,
and I'm not happy here, either.
Why do I keep asking my job to define me?
Or a man to define me?
Because I don't have the courage to define myself.
That's the shit, sister.
We are sisters.
Oh, Janice. I made it.
Bobby?
Oh, my God, I-I thought you ditched me.
Oh, never. I'm so sorry I got delayed.
The sniffer dogs at immigration found my colostomy bag,
so the officers took me into a little room and made me strip,
at which point the beagles went crazy.
They ended up having to take me to the nearest hospital
to get me a replacement bag.
It was a whole thing.
Uh, again, Janice, I am so sorry.
-He's real? -[chuckles]
Hi. Hi, I'm Bobby.
Hi.
Well, Janice, are you ready to go?
If not, I-I don't mind reading my book in the car
until you finish work.
Wait, are you gonna go with him?
You're good to close up, yeah?
There's only, like, a handful of units left. You got this.
Wait, w-what about the sisterhood?
Oh, come on, Fats, grow up.
This is real life.
What'd you think we were gonna do,
scissor our life away in a yurt?
Just, I don't know if I can do it without you.
Well, there's your answer. Who wants to join a cult anyway?
Oh, God, it is a cult, isn't it?
Of course it is.
Oh, God, I got to break it off with Jarrod.
Totally. So I'll see you back in Corrections, yeah?
-Next month? -Yeah, I guess.
Perfect. We'll give Whale Boy a taste of his own medicine.
See how he likes our piss thrown in his face.
-Uh, what-what's that? -Oh, nothing.
Barbados, baby.
Barbados!
See you around like a donut.
♪
[door opens, closes]
Unit 88, you get to get out of here and have a life.
Don't waste it.
This is perfect. This is going to work.
But is it too perfect?
No. It's perfectperfect.
Perfect perfect is the best kind. Let's do this.
Wait. First I should call Fuller.
-No. No, she'll-she'll say no... -No...
-...then that's it. -No, no, no. I can convince her.
I can convince her.
-No. -If we're gonna do this,
let's do it right.
We've gone rogue before, it never ends well.
Come on, trust me. I can convince her.
[phone ringing]
[over phone]: Fuller? It's Cullen.
It's time to make the FBI great again.
Cullen, what are you talking about?
I've just discovered that the Collective is actually
growing and harvesting peyote on their property.
It's a clear-cut felony and violation
of the state's health and safety code.
What are you saying?
Terry's the owner of the property.
She's exposed. We can take her down.
I can end all this right here, right now.
I just need your blessing.
This is risky, Cullen.
Look, I-I know I haven't done everything right here,
but you got to trust me. I can do this.
Terry drugged an FBI agent.
We cannot let that stand.
Have you heard the latest about my divorce?
-No. -Ugh.
Allan and I are giving it another shot.
That's great.
Thank you, yeah. It feels right.
I mean, it feels weird to be intimate again,
but in a good way.
Right.
Anyway, you have my blessing.
Okay. We're good to go.
Okay. Wow. This is real.
-Are you ready for this? -Yeah, I am.
I need to do something good.
I've been off the rails for a while.
-Hey, can I tell you something? -Anything.
I didn't mean it before when I said
that being in a car with you was a bad thing.
-I'm sorry about that. -Oh, I-I knew it.
It's just that when I look back on my career as a cop,
all of my biggest failures, without exception,
are with you, in a car.
-And it's just... -[shushes]
Don't ruin it.
Thank you. That means a lot.
You got it, pal. All right, let's go.
Stay with me, keep moving.
♪ You came for the wrong one♪
♪ I came for the long run♪
♪ My loss is a long shot♪
♪ You came at the wrong gun♪
♪ I brought you a bad day♪
♪ Today you just lost one♪
♪ No feelings, no prisoners...♪
Let's do this.
♪ Those days are behind us, better go pray♪
♪ And be cautious that I don't take it beyond this♪
♪ Mistaking my kindness for weakness, you foolish♪
♪ Only one way to do this: ruthless♪
♪ Ruthless♪
♪ Come on♪
♪ Only one way to do this: ruthless♪
♪ I keep it coming, I keep-keep it coming♪
♪ Don't apologize for nothing♪
♪ I keep it coming, I keep-keep it coming♪
♪ Don't apologize for nothing♪
♪ Ah, I live for the pain♪
♪ What's a couple of bruises, made a couple of enemies...♪
Well, it seems I underestimated you.
Well, if it's any consolation, you're not the first.
I mean, I guess I knew it was risky
growing the peyote onthe property.
But you don't get in the peyote biz to play it safe.
I just never expected you to take me down.
It's over, Terry.
Just let me quickly grab my bag.
-Sure. -[shouts]
Okay. We're doing this.
[shouts]
♪ Only one way to do this: ruthless♪
♪ I keep it coming, I keep-keep it coming♪
♪ Don't apologize for nothing♪
♪ I keep it coming...♪
[screams]
-Oh, you are very strong. -Yeah, well, I work out.
Do you want to get a drink after this fight?
Yeah, maybe. I need to check my calendar.
♪ Don't apologize for nothing♪
♪ I keep it coming♪
♪ I keep it, I keep it coming♪
♪ Don't apologize for nothing...♪
[grunts]
♪ You mistaking my kindness♪
♪ For weakness, you foolish♪
♪ Only one way to do this♪
♪ Ruthless♪
-[thuds] -[shouts]
Game over.
Oh, deer.
[chuckles]
Terry Mann, you are under arrest.
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be used against you
in a court of law.
You have the right to an attorney.
If you cannot afford an attorney,
one will be appointed for you.
Do you understand the rights I have read to you?
And with these rights in mind, do you wish to speak to me?
TOLBECK [echoing]: You want to roller-skate
with those hot teenage girls
-so bad. -Hey, wait.
-What's going on? -Leave them alone.
[laughs] Oh.
Wait, you don't think this is real, do you?
Yes, it is. No, no. Oh, no, no, this is real.
Oh, no, no-- Yes, I did this.
I win this. I win this one.
I did this. This is real.
[slurring]: No, no, I did it. I did it.
I won. I won this time.
-What the fuck is with this guy? -[moans]
He's high as a kite.
-[grunting] -Hey, buddy, what'd you take?
Can you hear me? Can he hear me?
Terry. We got to get Terry.
Hey, crazy britches, Terry's already in custody.
What?
-Terry's been arrested. -What?
-Tax evasion. -How is that possible?
I don't know. I thought there was no paper trail.
Oh, well, let's just wait and trust the process, huh?
Wait, why are you in here? In Terry's yurt?
Oh, I was, uh, waiting for her and making these posters
for a week of Dance Movement Therapy class
I'm doing for the Collective.
I don't think it's the right time for dance class, Sue.
Terry is gone.
But DMT might help us communicate our feelings
about Terry through movement.
I-I don't think that's a good idea.
Oh, but I do.
Well, I'm in charge while Terry is gone.
-Why? -Because I'm her number two.
I've been here since day one. I'm telling you, Sue,
we're not having a Dance Movement Therapy week.
But the thing is, Terry might never be back.
Some of that tax stuff is pretty clear-cut, I'm afraid.
-How do you know? -But the good news is,
right now they only have the documents about Terry,
but there's probably other documents
that would incriminate other people.
People who've been here since day one.
You understand, Micah.
Ho-- Wait a s-- Sue?
After everything Terry did for you?
I'm not sure what you mean.
I'm eternally grateful for Terry.
She opened my eyes to my full potential.
I think maybe I went a little overboard on the microdose.
-You think? -Yeah, it's possible.
We're both fucked, you realize. You know that, right?
Maybe not. We had permission.
Fuller okayed it, remember?
Right. Yeah. Yeah, she gave us permission.
Well, we are good.
Think we're in the clear. This is a good ending for us, right?
You talked to her, so we're good, right?
Yeah, we're good.
[slurring]: We get in, we get out, we take down Terry.
-Are you drunk? -Huh?
What the fuck are you talking about?
I know, I know we can.
I can't, I can't understand you.
1,000%.
90% sure.
That's good enough for me. [chuckles]
Oh, imagine if she didn't. We'd be screwed.
Oh, God, no, but she did. I'm pretty sure she did.
-Great. -Okay?
Because that would be bad.
Yeah, yeah, but no, it's good.
-I think we're good. -Oh.
-Oh, God. -[both laugh]
♪
[both sigh]
♪ Tomorrow will be a better time♪
♪ Just you wait and see♪
♪ Tomorrow, tomorrow♪
♪ Tomorrow♪
♪ Tomorrow, yesterday won't cross my mind♪
♪ In a different time♪
♪ Tomorrow...♪
[dance music playing]
[sighs] No, no, this is dumb.
No talking! We speak with our bodies.
-No, nope. Can't do this. -Where are you going?
No, this is stupid. I can't believe
I let you talk me into this.
-Cullen. -No. No.
Cullen, please don't leave. You're the only person here
strong enough to dip me.
Cullen, dip me!
Dip me!
♪ Don't ask me 'cause I'll just say♪
♪ The same thing every time♪
♪ I can't say♪
♪ I can't say, I can't say♪
♪ I can't say♪
♪ I can't say, I can't say♪
♪ I can't say♪
♪ I can't say, I can't say♪
♪ I can't say♪
♪ I can't say.♪
MAN: Guh-doosh.
[whip cracking]
[drums beating, tribal grunt]