-Previously on Walker... -What the hell is going on?
Detective Luna, Corpus Christi PD.
-Hey. -I'm calling with some news.
Hollis Miller just died.
You remember that case I told you about?
-The Jackal? -Yeah.
But that was years ago.
Not so much anymore.
What the hell, Stel?
Witt. The gas. The matches...
That's how Witt died.
Who the hell is after us?
Look at this. It's from Detective Luna.
It says he has a crime scene down in Hayward.
Some motel where he thinks the Jackal
spent a few nights at.
KELLY: I lost my husband to this man once.
I am not losing him again.
Kelly, what you're asking is...
Is exactly what Larry did when Emily passed.
He protected Cordi from himself.
Guys, why all the secrecy?
Who are we keeping in the dark?
Captain James.
Witt?
Just drive.
Hands ten and two.
Don't try anything.
Please, please don't.
You're alive. Do you have any idea
what you put us through?
-I do. -Just put the gun down, Witt.
Don't be an idiot. You're not gonna shoot.
Give me your phones.
-Don't test me. -I killed you.
-I thought that I had... -Just listen to me.
I'm not gonna hurt you.
We're on the same side.
Oh, God.
Oh, no, no, no.
You know, I really wish you'd led with,
"Hey, Cass, that serial killer investigation,
we're keeping it from Captain James."
Because had I known that,
I would have given you a more appropriate response,
which of course would have been, "Hell no!"
-Cassie... -No!
And that hush-hush warrant I said I'd pull strings
at the FBI to get,
-also a "hell no" to that. -Whoa, whoa, whoa.
You're doing take-backsies?
-Yeah. -We're saying
Detective Luna got us a solid lead...
I don't care about a "solid lead"
on some "Jackal" from some "Detective Luna."
-What's with all the air quotes? -I don't know.
I'm a little on edge here.
I've barely settled back into the Ranger rhythm, and now
my first big case back,
you guys want to go and change the song?
Wasn't the whole Grey Flag thing
like a masterclass on "why we don't lie to Captain James"?
Okay, okay, hold on. First off,
this isn't your first "big case back."
And it's happening to me now...
-Oh... -Cass, we just want to
look into a lead.
You have no idea how bad
this case screwed up James the first time.
That's why I know he will understand.
How can you be so sure?
Because he did the same thing for me.
Listen, I was in a bad place when Emily died,
and around that time, James got a lead on a suspect
that he thought may have murdered her.
So he and Liam went all the way down to Mexico
to check it out, and they kept it a secret
because they knew telling me before confirming it
would have sent me spiraling.
And that's all we're trying to do with Captain James
-is just protect him from needless worry. -(phone rings)
He already knows.
No, he doesn't-- he doesn't know.
But I, but I probably should take this.
Trey, can you fill in Cassie?
-Yeah, yeah. -Great.
Larry, hey. How's the conference?
This seriously doesn't worry you?
No, it doesn't, actually.
Because there's another reason I know
we're doing the right thing.
His wife expressly asked us
not to say anything until we knew for sure.
Kelly said that?
Yeah.
(sighs)
I never wanted anyone to get hurt.
I know it didn't pan out that way.
Yeah, well, you kind of forced Stella's hand.
I don't deny that.
After I was shot and you both left,
I got myself to a van, where a driver was waiting.
You had somebody to help you?
Not quite.
I was begging him to drop me off at the hospital.
I swore I'd keep my mouth shut.
But he was dead set on getting to the rendezvous,
to the woman who hired us.
Who hired you to rob Geri?
I have no idea. I never met the lady.
But Jordan, the driver, was terrified of her.
He wanted to get there to prove that he wasn't the one
who screwed up.
I was freaking out.
Bleeding out.
We argued, I grabbed the wheel.
It happened so fast.
I crawled from the burning van, went back for Jordan,
but he was dead.
I hadn't meant...
You hadn't meant to kill him.
I hate myself for it.
I was in over my head.
I switched our wallets, I took his gun.
I shot him where you shot me.
-Wh--? -It was pure panic.
I fled. I-I knew the area.
I had a friend I could trust. A nurse that was nearby.
Wouldn't the DNA not match?
Jordan burned beyond recognition.
The only salvageable DNA was my blood on the door.
That's convenient.
Why are you telling us all this?
Because Jordan was right.
She's coming after me.
And she's gonna come after you next.
* *
(sighs)
Where is everyone?
Well, your dad's got the work thing,
and I think Stella's already back at her dorm.
No, no, no, no, she's coming here, okay.
She owes me a bunch of my music stuff
she sold at the fundraiser, so...
So it does look like it is just us tonight.
So what do you say?
A little midnight piano session?
I was actually thinking midnight nachos.
Gotta bulk up for boot camp, you know?
Maybe you don't. Maybe you don't know.
Oh, you don't think I know about the bulk?
You don't think I know about the bulk?
Nah.
-Oh, my God. -What?
The leftovers from your dad's birthday.
There's at least 200 ounces of steak in the fridge.
200-ounce steak nachos.
Let's do it.
(exhales): Ooh.
Well, two weeks ago, Luna found
one of the Jackal's calling cards
at a motel in Hayward.
-What was the calling card? -A jackal tooth.
-That tracks. -Yeah.
There were no other leads, but the motel manager
remembered seeing a car parked in front of the room,
weird medical gear in back.
Which you think is connected to--
What did the Jackal use?
Digoxin. It's a pharmaceutical he uses
to paralyze his victims.
And the motel manager also saw
a parking pass on the dash for a different motel.
Where you're supposed to meet Luna.
As far as we know, the Jackal plans
and stages his murders from motels.
And this one may still be active.
Now, that's what we gotta find out.
The second we do, we call James,
tell him everything.
Just got off the phone with him.
He doesn't know, but he does want to meet with me one on one.
I know, no use worrying until we know more.
But this just became a divide-and-conquer situation.
Trey, do you mind sticking around HQ
since you're familiar with all the active cases?
Yeah. And I can interface with the crime lab
if anything pops up at the motel.
Perfect. Uh, that just leaves... (clears throat)
Me? No, what, alone?
With no background on this killer?
Jackal case files.
Background.
Luna will fill you in on the rest.
MALE VOICE (on tape): Do you have any reason to believe
the killer was at the address?
JAMES (on tape): No. It was a domestic disturbance call.
A neighbor heard yelling.
I just happened to be near the location.
MALE VOICE: So, Ranger James,
you went to the address provided,
and what'd you find?
JAMES: The house was quiet from the front.
I proceeded around back. The gate was unlatched.
In the yard I encountered Henry Moore.
He was, uh, he was kneeling over something,
or someone, he was covered in dirt.
Um, he, uh...
(gasps)
Sir, step back from the vehicle.
No "sirs" or "ma'ams" around here.
You're gonna have to break that habit
if you want to blend in.
David Luna.
You must be Cassie Perez.
LUNA: The two drunks on the curb are lookouts.
Corpus gang sells meth out of here.
-If they made us as cops it could get messy. -Mm.
Lucky for us, in this neighborhood,
they'll just assume I'm propositioning you
as a sex worker.
Mm, lucky for us.
The westernmost room is where their enforcer hangs,
so we'll want to steer clear.
Kid by the vending machine, she's, um...
CASSIE: Let me guess.
Runner for the gang.
She stashes the meth in the vending machine
so it never passes through the gang members' hands.
-Hmm? -Geez.
No. (laughs)
Look, not everybody here is a criminal, all right?
Some are just families fallen on hard times.
That's Amy Smith. She lives here with her mom.
Don't act all high and mighty. You set me up for that.
I was just gonna say we could kick her a few bucks,
have her watch your car.
Catalytic converters have a way
of walking off around here.
How long you been scoping this place?
You know it well.
Not long.
But I was born and raised in Corpus,
so I spent more time than I would have liked
in places like this growing up.
-That the surveillance gear for the Jackal? -Uh, yeah.
(grunts)
-May I? -Mm.
Yeah.
Smart, bringing a tac case, sans Ranger logo.
Might have to go the extra mile, though.
You can't bring luggage into this place.
People don't really stay long here.
And if they do, they don't own luggage.
So... pockets.
Nice earrings. Classy.
-Understated. -Okay.
Yeah, yeah, things you'd never see around here.
Yeah. You know, I hate to say it but your hair...
(scoffs) I get it.
-Better? -Actually, yeah.
Okay. I've got half a mind
to think you just wanted the best hair.
Might be some truth to that.
(sighs) I knew it.
I was squatting at this building outside Houston,
no issues, because everybody thought that I was dead.
One morning,
I was showering at this truck stop off I-10.
A note slides under my stall.
One sentence. Made my skin crawl.
"This isn't over."
Yeah, we got one of those creepy e-vites, too.
What'd yours say?
"Find it or else."
She's not gonna stop coming after us.
Not till she gets the necklace.
S-Sorry, what?
Are you saying that all of this insane BS and bloodshed
is over a frickin' necklace?
Pull over.
There's a strip mall just ahead, I can...
Pull over right now.
* *
SADIE: That's it? Wh-- I mean,
don't get me wrong, it's-it's nice,
but it's no Hope Diamond.
Get out.
Please.
-No. No. -Witt, you don't have to do this.
Stop. I'm not gonna hurt you.
* *
You'll want it if she's after you.
I'd understand if you shot me.
It's probably what I deserve.
I know I don't deserve your help,
but that's what I'm asking.
If you know anything about the necklace,
you'd be saving my life.
All of our lives.
There's a number on the back of the photo
you can reach me at.
I'm sorry for what I put you through.
* *
(exhales)
(crying)
Stel, it's okay.
It's okay. He's gone.
It's okay.
It's okay. He's gone.
Amy, do me a favor, will you?
Knock on our door if you see anyone go near my friend's car,
-yeah? -Sure, no problem.
Oh, hey, here's a little extra.
-Get a treat from the vending machine. -Got it.
(door opens, closes)
I'll handle the surveillance equipment
since it's on informal loan from the Bureau.
Copy. I'll handle forensics.
Oh, thanks for getting that warrant.
Smart to keep this off local law enforcement channels.
You do a preliminary forensics sweep?
Yeah. No superficial fibers, footprints, fingerprints.
Not that I was expecting any.
You know, the Jackal doesn't make mistakes.
We get a description? Whoever's renting this room
-must pay someone. -Manager's new.
Turnover at a dump like this is quick,
so he's never seen them.
Occupant leaves an envelope, cash, in the mail slot.
Paid through the end of the month.
Any chance he kept the envelope?
No. But he agreed to in the future.
-(sighs) -You know, bugs that transmit
are a bad idea.
We think the Jackal scans for short and long-wave signals.
Well, lucky for us,
this transmits on wave bands
that only two governments on Earth
have the capability to scan for.
So unless Vlady P visits the Seashore Motor Inn,
that bug's not getting found.
Well, lucky for us.
Mm-hmm.
You ever work a serial killer case?
Ten months to major in the Troopers,
youngest Texas Ranger in history,
awarded by the mayor for my work in dismantling Grey Flag
and fresh off of leading the FBI task force
in taking down the Delmonico international fentanyl ring.
Does that pass muster?
Look, I didn't mean...
Mm-hmm.
Hey, I'm sorry.
Being back on the Jackal's trail
is-is messing with my head a little bit.
Here. An olive branch.
Bayside Brisket & Brew.
Great for smuggling in forensics gear,
but not nearly as good as the corn bread.
Did Trey put you up to this?
What?
CASSIE: Amy.
You're a vegan. I get it.
No. Cassie Perez, of Perez Prime Cuts.
Hey, come in.
So...
This is for you,
but take an antacid first.
This meat does not pass muster.
AMY: Okay.
-Thanks. -Yeah.
(door opens)
You could've at least kept the corn bread.
-Ugh. -No, you got to admit,
Bayside has Perez beat.
Tell me you're joking.
-Voilà. -JAMES: Hey, hey.
All right, got the place all to ourselves.
One of the perks of being a co-owner. (chuckles)
Hey, why don't you, uh, rack the table,
-and I will get us some tunes. -Will do.
Larry.
-Hey, you, uh... -(music starts)
...you gonna want the usual today?
Just swapped out the CO2 this morning,
so, soda water should be fresh.
-Uh, sure, yeah. -All right. All right.
And, most importantly, you got to, uh,
fill me in on the Captain's Conference.
Get up to any trouble in Vegas?
Did Kelly say something to you?
-Kelly? -Kelly? My wife?
Uh, no, no, no. Uh...
No, I mean, she-she-she mentioned,
you know, uh, me and you and, uh, her and Geri, um,
going on another double date, if that's what you mean.
Nah, no, she's just been acting a little odd.
Okay, well, yeah, s-she probably just missed you.
No, it started before the conference, the oddness.
What kind of, uh, "oddness"?
Uh, some small stuff, some bigger, like,
sometimes she'll just get up in the middle of the night,
-go sleep in the guest room. -Yeah.
That-that could, that could be anything, you know?
-Yeah. -(billiard balls clack)
She emptied the liquor cabinet, too.
Now, generally speaking, Kelly loves a nightcap.
Right? Except...
except when she was pregnant.
Then, it was like,
the thought of booze made her sick to her stomach.
-Sure. -You see what I'm getting at?
I think she might be pregnant, Cordi.
(device buzzing)
(buzzing stops)
I had a friend that trained at Quantico.
Not on a task force like you,
but she taught me something called the "Brennan Breakdown."
-The Feds still teaching that? -First thing we learned.
Not the only thing you learned, huh? What are you doing?
-You're powering that mic by... -Siphoning alternating currents
from the fridge's compressor.
Oh, you're gonna have to show me how you do that.
Oof.
Ugh.
Jackal a health nut?
Not exactly.
Postmortems on past victims
point to a pretty unsettling M.O.
There's probably a few disturbing details
you haven't heard about the Jackal,
considering Hollis Miller's murder
lacked the usual calling cards.
Rotting fruit is the calling card?
We withheld this from the press,
but after paralyzing victims with digoxin,
the Jackal spoon-feeds them pureed foods.
Just enough to keep them clinging to life before...
he buries them alive.
-(distant shouting) -(clattering)
Oof, that doesn't sound great.
-Want to... -Check that out?
-Yeah. -Yeah.
But not as Ranger and detective.
Uh, duh. What am I, stupid?
I'm a sex worker and you're
a walking advertisement for hair plugs.
(exhales): All right.
-LOOKOUT: What'd you say to her? -MANAGER: Everybody,
-keep cool. -Screw that.
I don't like new faces around.
Especially when they hassle the regulars.
(door closes)
Are you here with these two?
Look, I paid for a room, not a circus.
What's all this about?
Look, man, I ain't trying to start no trouble,
but it's hard to concentrate with all this noise
going around, you know what I'm saying?
And I'd like to know who's spoiling a good time
-for my lady. -Oh, give it a rest.
It wasn't that good of a time. Come on, let's talk money.
-Talk to the manager? -Uh, yeah.
The lodger said that he found a scarf outside of Amy's room,
and when he asked her about it, she started crying.
Apparently, it belongs to her mom.
Anybody ask her mom what's up?
Manager said her mom's been missing.
And it's not uncommon for her to go on one,
two-day benders, but it's been a week.
-A week? -What if Amy's mom is a victim?
Well, she could still be alive.
All right.
Let's figure this out. Stick to our roles.
Mm-hmm.
Yo, man. Look, I want a refund.
I didn't pay for no group session with homeboy here.
CASSIE: Ugh, will you shut it?
I ain't going nowhere
till this girl's mom gets back.
You good with that?
I ain't good with that.
Yeah, well, she didn't ask you.
Why don't you just stay out of our business?
Come on. I'll take care of you till your mom gets back.
(door closes)
* *
Mmm.
I can't eat another bite.
You?
Got to crack a window.
-(inhales deeply) -Oh, man.
(exhales deeply)
I'm gonna puke.
I got to do so much work before I go to bed.
Augie, this rescue is just killing me, man.
Stella's AWOL,
and I am left picking up the slack in this partnership.
(sighs) It's not just you, man.
She still owes me for my music stuff.
She was supposed to be here.
I-I called her and Sadie-- nothing.
Should we go check on them?
-Swing by UCAS? -No.
Stella said loud and clear to quit hounding her.
So if your dad's okay with her behavior,
then so am I.
Maybe they lost connection, got a flat?
Dude, it's late.
It's late. Their phones are just on silent, probably.
I'm staying out of it, man, come on.
-I got work to do. -All right.
(coughs, groans)
Hey, can you leave the bathroom fan on?
Yeah, will do.
All right, let's get this over with.
Wait, wait. Hold on. Hold on.
I know I'm the one that said to come here, but...
I feel like I just talked to the ghost of the guy that I killed.
He let me off the hook
for all the guilt that has paralyzed me all summer.
And he needs my help. He needs our help.
O-Okay.
-So we just talk to your dad-- -What?
Sadie, no.
We lied to the police about not knowing Witt.
Yeah, but he's alive.
We'll get a slap on the wrist. Your dad, he'll understand.
Exactly. My dad will understand.
And maybe he can keep you and me safe,
but what about Witt?
I-I don't know. He'll go to jail?
Did you even listen to him?
-(scoffs) -Witt made a mistake,
he's trying to get it right.
How do you not get that?
-I do, but, Stella-- -No, you don't...
understand what it feels like to be responsible
for somebody's death, but I do.
And I don't want to feel that way again.
Can we please
just go and talk about this before doing anything rash?
Okay. Okay.
All right. Let's go.
* *
So, did your mom say anything when she left?
-No. -Did she leave with somebody?
(knock at door)
Come on.
And don't come out until I tell you it's safe.
(knocking continues)
So, y'all think you own this place, huh?
I don't know what your boy told you, but...
I ain't got no issues with you, man.
Why do I get the feeling that you're interfering
with my business?
CASSIE: Whoa, whoa!
What'd I miss?
Y'all aren't who you say you are.
Which worries me.
And when I get worried,
I'm not a "decent guy."
-Oh. -Don't!
* *
We have zero interest in whatever business
-you're running. -Drop your guns!
Let's all drop them. Count of three.
-No, hell with that. -CASSIE: Listen.
-We got no issue with you-- -Will you just shut up?
I've had about enough of you.
If Brennan was here, I wouldn't even be in this mess.
-Brennan? -Oh, if I never hear that name again,
it won't be soon enough.
I'm so sick of your BS.
I should just end this right now.
Oh, you want to talk about Brennan?
-LUNA: Yeah. -CASSIE: Don't think I won't.
-Yeah? -Yeah.
(grunting)
(shouts)
Task force taught it a bit different, but...
I like the way you do it, too.
Not bad, huh?
And like my friend was saying,
we have no interest in your business.
-Y'all are psychos. -Shut up.
Can I come out?
Not yet, sweetie. It's gonna be okay.
Do you understand?
We just want to help the girl.
Now if we could just be cool,
we could have a conversation, yeah?
SADIE: This is our chance
to free ourselves of what happened this summer.
I mean, if we just tell your dad--
I'm not saying I don't want to tell him ever.
I'm just saying let's see if there's anything
we can find out about this necklace
because it could save Witt's life.
You're free to do whatever you'd like,
but I'm not gonna stay by your side
if you insist on running back to the guy who almost killed us.
He was never gonna kill us. It was all a mistake.
Well, great. Then let's just tell your dad.
Witt is dead if my dad finds out.
The lady that hired him--
Is scary? Yeah, I heard.
Look, I don't pretend to know
what it is you're going through,
but it's over.
Witt's blood isn't on your hands.
Anymore.
His blood isn't on my hands anymore.
You don't know what that felt like.
But Witt does.
(scoffs) What? What? This Jordan guy?
Whatever Witt did, it isn't on you.
Okay? But you insist
on carrying around this-this,
this misguided guilt.
And I won't carry it, too.
Okay.
So, what? You're gonna skip town again?
Leave me to clean it up?
We can end this.
Right now.
And I ju-- I-I wish you'd see that.
(knock at door)
* *
Hey! You're, uh...
Leaving. I hope to see you around.
What was that about?
So...
pregnant?
-Pregnant. -Wow. Wow.
I mean, are you all...
Can't you just ask her?
Or, you know,
maybe it's actually better living in the, uh,
"the not knowing," you know?
-No. What? No. -(chuckles)
You know, we actually...
we tried having another one, years ago.
Had trouble conceiving.
I mean, not that we pursued it very far, but...
this is right around the same time
you and I were working the Jackal case,
so there was a lot of...
Yep.
...misdirected stress and resentment.
Yeah. I'm sorry.
-I-I didn't know y'all had tried again. -Well.
Come on, I wasn't exactly chatty during that time.
Probably why I haven't asked Kelly. I mean,
I don't want to poke that bruise on a mere hunch, you know?
But if I'm right...
(groans)
I'm just, I'm surprised
that she would, like,
go down this road without even mentioning it.
Is it possible that maybe she sees it as a way to...
I don't know, to-to reconnect?
I mean, I've seen firsthand
how much you two are enjoying this, uh,
-second go at marriage. -(chuckles softly)
And maybe
she sees having another child as a logical
and natural extension of that.
-You know, of reconnecting. -Yeah, maybe.
-Maybe. -It has been nice, man.
It's almost like a second honeymoon.
"Almost like"?
'Cause it's kind of "exactly like"
'cause the definition of--
You're the biggest dork in the world.
-(laughs) -You know what I mean, man.
-I know what you mean. -I'm saying,
I've enjoyed it, I've enjoyed...
-Ah, good. -...the reconnecting.
Not just at home, but also with my...
dork of an old partner.
(chuckling)
Yeah, me, too.
-All right, your shot. -All right.
What'd you-- What'd you say to Sadie?
None of your business.
Now leave.
Um, okay, it is my business, actually.
Okay? She's my friend, too.
And why'd you ghost me earlier, Stel?
You're not getting out of paying me
for my music stuff, if that's what you think.
Now will you please just leave?
Okay, well, I was about to
until you just did that.
Now I'm, like... like, actually worried.
I'm meeting a friend, okay? So you can't be here.
Okay, Stella, I-I didn't come for the money.
Okay, I came 'cause I was actually worried.
I've got it under control.
I hope you know you can always ask for my help.
Considering everything we've been through.
You know, stealing the Mustang back from those old car thieves,
doing surgery on Uncle Liam to save his life
while being held hostage.
Making it through Mom's death.
I honestly feel like I only survived
those things, Stella, because...
because we had each other's backs.
* *
Promise me you won't say a word of what I'm about to tell you.
That's the grove up there where the gang enforcer said
Amy's mom shoots up.
God, I hope Tara's off on a bender somewhere.
Is this what it felt like when you found the last victims?
Yes and no.
Honestly, it's what the Jackal leaves behind--
survivors more than any calling cards-
that's truly disturbing.
I think that's what messed up Captain James so badly.
Oh, I heard something about that.
-About a boy named... -Henry.
Same age as James's son.
Kid was pretty messed up after finding his dad buried alive
in his own backyard.
The dad hadn't flatlined yet, but he was brain-dead.
And the brain stem still tells the lungs to cough, so,
well, when James was the first to arrive,
he found Henry still trying to resuscitate his father.
James seemed to need to fix things
so badly for Henry after that.
Luna! Over here.
What do you got?
* *
So, how's it going with Geri?
WALKER: Good.
Uh, great, great.
I mean, it's kind of like, uh...
Geri and I, we're-we're...
seeing each other through a new light, you know?
Oh, wait a minute. I know that smile. What's up?
-Nothing. -Come on. "Nothing." Come on, man.
Spill it. What's up?
Okay, okay, okay.
We said "I love you" for the first time,
just yesterday.
-Damn it. -What?
I owe Kelly 20 bucks. We had a bet.
You...?
I thought y'all weren't saying it publicly,
like for the benefit of the kids.
She thought y'all were just prudes.
Okay, well, come on now. Give me a break here.
-Cut me some slack. -No, hey.
-I've barely dated as an adult. -I know,
I know, I'm sorry. Look, sincerely, I am...
I'm just glad to see how far you've come.
Since, uh...
Yeah, since Emily.
Yeah, uh,
after she passed, I was in a dark hole.
Took me a long time to crawl out.
And I'm not even sure I crawled out
as much as you pulled me out.
Yeah, well...
Yeah, well, look at us now.
All of us.
You know, me, Geri, my kids,
you, Kelly, DJ.
I can't believe I'm saying this, but maybe one more.
And maybe one more.
Maybe one more, bro!
And this calls for a celebration.
I'm gonna get the good stuff as soon as I hit the head.
Yeah, please do that here, don't take it home with you.
Can't put Geri through that.
Oh, come on now!
Hey. I've known you a long time, man.
You're a hard act to follow.
(panting)
Come on.
(panting)
LUNA: There's no pulse,
but she's still warm.
Come on.
(grunting)
(exhales)
(coughing)
There's dirt... dirt in her lungs.
(panting)
She was buried alive.
A jackal's tooth.
We're too late.
CASSIE: There's a scar on her chin.
The gang enforcer said
that Amy's mom has a scar on her chin.
We need to tell Amy.
Hey...
Look, it's okay, I'm gonna talk to Amy.
You don't have to do that, okay?
But I need you to call the Austin Rangers.
-Can you do that? -Mm-hmm.
Have them send forensics, okay?
* *
(line ringing)
Pick up, pick up, pick up.
* *
(phone ringing)
WALKER (recorded): You've reached...
(sniffles)
(line ringing)
(phone ringing)
Cassie, what's up?
Cap, I tried to reach Walker, but...
Um, we-we needed to reach you
and tell you immediately
and he said we would tell you
as soon as we had to, that...
This is real now.
Okay, Cass, breathe, breathe.
What's going on?
We found another victim.
Buried alive.
Cap?
Uh...
Send me the address. Wait there.
How'd he take it?
I... don't know.
Look, Perez...
I know it's cold comfort,
but this happens to everybody who works this case.
Even me.
All right, only top shelf for this occasion.
Got a, uh, single malt I squirreled away, for me,
and how's about an artisanal organic ginger beer for you?
-Cool, cool? -Yeah.
By the way, serious question:
What has two thumbs and would be the best godfather
to your and Kelly's new kid?
This guy.
-I'll remember that. -All right.
All right.
You know, this, uh, tonight...
it was really special, man.
Yeah, yeah, I-I'll cheers to that.
Right up until I learned you were lying to my face.
So, what?
You're, like, babysitting me
while everybody else is out looking into the Jackal?
* *
How long?
How long have you been investigating
the Jackal behind my back?
Okay, you got to understand, uh,
it was just a hunch at first, okay?
I-I was doing this for you.
You remember Carlos Mendoza when you--
I have very little interest in how
you rationalized this betrayal, Cordell.
I asked you how long.
So, my wedding night, Detective Luna called you.
Is that how far this goes back?
You were about to go on your honeymoon,
-I didn't want to worry-- -Oh, please.
Please. I would've survived.
What, you think I would've left Kelly
and flown back to Austin?
Wow.
Kelly's not pregnant.
I-I don't know.
I mean, both things could be true, I don't know.
She knows too, doesn't she?
Look, I got a-a crime scene to get to, so...
You can call Cassie, maybe she'll catch you up.
(door opens)
Even if you did trust this guy...
That's not what I'm saying.
I know, I know, you just want to help him.
It's not the same as trusting him, I get it.
All I'm saying is...
must've been really awful
thinking you might've killed him.
Yeah.
Which is why this time needs to be different.
Right.
That's why we got to stay together.
I mean, you probably don't realize it
being away at college and all,
but I'm doing this, like, boot camp readiness thing,
so I'm-I'm basically a Navy SEAL, you know?
(laughing)
(knocking at door)
I got your text.
I can't tell you how much I appreciate your help.
It's not just me.
Sadie?
August Walker.
Witt McCarthy.
So, where do we start?
("When I Walk Into a Room" by Slowtrain playing)
* When I walk into a room *
* And everybody laughs at me *
* I'll be satisfied to know you knew the better half of me *
* And when I have to play the fool *
* And no one even knows my name *
* And when the clock of life has ticked away *
* I'll have said the things that I came to say *
* And when the world has groaned its final groan *
* Will you be satisfied to find me waiting *
* In heaven all alone *
* *
(radio chatter)
* And when the light in my eyes fades away *
* And there's nothing left to save... *
Guess it's time to fill me in on a few things.
* When the clock of life has ticked away *
* You will be my wife 10,000 days... *
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