As the virus's latest variant continues
on its path of destruction on U.S. soil,
the federal government finds the supply of the vaccine
at an all-time low... A vaccine whose rate of efficacy
many scientists and doctors are now telling us...
An all-too-familiar sight
as local parks and schools are once again shut down as a...
The United States healthcare system
once again finds itself on the verge of collapse.
The Monroe Correctional Complex
is the latest prison to grant early release to inmates
as a way to combat the Central American variant's...
The Pride of the Pacific Northwest,
a local militia group, deems itself an essential service
as the police force finds itself further depleted as a result...
Another evening of violent protests
rocks the city of Seattle
as the governor upholds his mandatory statewide curfew.
"Sheltering season," as it has been dubbed by many,
in regards to the mayor's recurring lockdowns,
is proving to result in what many healthcare professionals
are calling a mental-health crisis
like nothing we've seen before.
Ta-da!
Come on, bud. Just try one time for Mommy.
♪ A, B, C, D, E, F, G ♪
♪ H, I, J, K ♪
- ♪ I, M, N, O, P ♪ - BOY: ♪ I, M, N for me ♪
- ♪ Q, R, S, T, U, V ♪ - ♪ Q, R, S, M, U, V ♪
- ♪ W, X, Y, and Z ♪ - ♪ W, X, Y, and me ♪
That was so good, bud!
What's so funny? Huh?
You're tickling me!
Oh, am I? I didn't realize.
You're tickling me!
It feels like the walls in this house
are starting to close in on us.
I don't even know what day of the week it is.
It sounds like the twins
have finally pushed you guys over the edge.
"Finally"?
Did you already forget her first book title?
"Poems From the Underbelly..."
"of a Jellyfish in Limbo." Oh, my God.
Nobody in the history of forever would forget that title.
Okay. Wait, wait, wait.
In my defense, I came up with that
while I was on my first ayahuasca cleanse, so...
Didn't you do like 12 session in 30 days?
It was 10.
Close. Things might have gotten a little too clear.
Didn't you shave your head?
Mm-hmm. Mm. Yeah. Day 18.
It looked good. He loved it.
Hey, Lilly, have you, uh, have you heard from him yet?
Yeah. Not sure if he's gonna make it, though.
Okay. I mean, we can all understand that.
Sure.
Hey, maybe he'll finally get to building that bunker
- he's been talking about. - Oh, my God.
- Is he still talking about that? - Of course he is.
Between the virus and that militia out there,
I'd already be digging if it was me.
Okay. Well, hey, cheers to Rex finding his own way.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
- Salud.
Still off the booze, huh, Lil?
Oh, good for you. I totally get that.
This is Rex Yaleman. You know what to do.
Rex, it's me.
I'm not sure where you are.
I told you how important this call was to me.
You know what? Fine. Point taken.
Maybe you were right.
Maybe it's best that you are alone out there.
Mama!
- Got you, Mama! - Whoo!
I got to go. Bye.
She's not even here to defend herself.
- Oop. Hey, she's back. - She's just in time.
June's telling stories about your family again.
We're like 14,
and it was me, B.K., Lil, and Lil's grands.
We were headed to the Detroit River to go fishing,
and the whole time on the drive,
Lil's grands is drinking what we all just assumed was water
till Lil reaches over to take a sip and...
hacks everything up, all over inside the car.
It was vodka.
Her grandmother polished off
almost an entire pint glass on the drive.
She always did that. It was different times then.
Dude, your grandma was legend.
No. My grandfather was the legend.
He would drive us to the movies drinking beer
and just chuck his empties into people's yards
and say, "Who wants some free money?"
That's right!
- That's funny. - Hey, Rex! You made it.
How you doing, bud?
Looks like you might've lost your razor there, Diego.
You like that? My new pet.
Oh, please don't egg him on.
I hardly get out anyway.
I mean, who am I trying to impress?
Hey!
- Me. - Whoa.
Hey, Rex, guess where we're supposed to be.
June, will you give him a second?
We're in Hawaii this time.
Oh, I can see that.
Not my idea.
Wouldn't assume it was, buddy.
Oh, my God. Wait.
Did you run into any of those militia nutjobs out there?
Naw. They don't usually come out until curfew.
I can't believe no one's stopping them.
Why would they?
A friend of ours, his younger brother
was dishonorably discharged from the Marines like two years ago.
And now he's running one of the largest militias
in Pierce County.
That guy.
Was it the second or third wave?
Was what the second or third wave?
The one that hit the police force.
Oh, yes. That's right.
Something like 40% of the state's police force
was wiped out in six weeks.
Yeah, it was the third wave, but I heard the exact same excuse
on a virtual town hall last week.
No, no, no, no. It's not a-an excuse.
It's reality.
A mutating virus. A spike in the death rate.
People are scared, right?
I mean, I think it's pretty logical
that they're gonna want to take matters into their own hands.
Sure. I get it.
The variants are getting pretty scary, but...
What?
Amazon really does have everything, huh?
And pull. And pull.
June?
June, you can't do that.
T-That's considered racist, honey.
No, it is not considered racist.
- Yes, it is. - Oh, come on.
She's just having a laugh.
Oh! Animal attack!
Oh, look at this crazy clown.
- Hey, come here, lion boy. - Papa, no!
Come say hi.
- Look at these guys. - Are you gonna say hi?
Come here, dudes.
- I want to come close. - You want to go close?
Can you say, "Hello, Auntie Juniper,
hello, Auntie Lilly"?
Papa, buttons.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. No buttons, buddy.
Ah! It's the munchkins! Hey, guys!
Hi, Leopold.
Hi, Felix.
Come on! Say something.
- Hi. - There you go.
- Hey! - What about you?
Say, "Hello, Auntie Juniper, hello, Auntie Lilly."
Of course they talk our ears off all day long,
and when they see someone who isn't Mama and Papa,
it's crickets.
Okay. I'll get the Legos down. You stay on.
- All right. - All right. Come on.
Lego party! Aah!
Be careful. Can you also do a refill?
- Oh, seriously? - Yeah.
- Okay. - Good job.
Don't drop anything.
All right!
Rex, is that whiskey?
Yes, ma'am.
Good man.
Cheers.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
Don't get your fake beer near my wine.
Mr. Yoga over here drinks one fake beer
for every real one now.
"Mr. Yoga." I do it like twice a week.
Yeah, in our living room, nonetheless.
Well, don't knock it till you try it.
I have to watch him getting all bendy and sweaty
- all over everything. - Okay. Now, hold on.
In defense of my "bendy" and sweatiness,
I haven't had a hangover in like five weeks.
- Whose house was that? - June, turn that off.
Mine.
Do you have a mandatory check-in tonight?
No. That's next week.
I mean, it's... It's only 5:30 anyways.
Yeah. I'll be right back.
- Who is it, Lil? - I don't know.
Look out the window first, okay?
Yeah. Of course.
Lilly.
Brooklyn.
I was hoping you'd be here.
I, uh, I hope that's cool, my just showing up like this.
I'm a bit confused.
Why is that?
When did you get out?
Uh... today.
This morning, actually.
How?
The fourth wave really knocked that place out.
They had to get numbers down for safety.
Guess I was one of the lucky ones.
How are you feeling?
Good.
Read a lot of books on the inside.
My meds have kept me even for the most part,
if that's what you mean.
Glad to hear it.
I love your new place.
The walk out here was beautiful.
I forgot how much I miss nature.
How did you get here?
Bus to Paradise Road,
then I walked the rest of the way.
That's like six miles.
Yeah.
I learned that the hard way.
I wouldn't mind a glass of water if you're okay with it.
They don't have a choice, those stadiums.
They're built to have people on top of each other.
They're talking about only letting in
a quarter of the number of the people that they used to.
The prices would be outrageous.
I would never let you go.
I'm not saying I want to.
Good, because if you did,
I'd make you do your quarantine out back in a tent this time.
The stadiums are closed, San.
It's a hypothetical conversation.
And, uh, I'll obviously wear a mask.
Aah!
Looks like I have a bit of a surprise.
How's everybody holding up?
B.K.!
It's so good to see you.
I-I didn't know you were getting out this soon.
Yeah. Neither did I.
But, you know, it's a different world nowadays.
Doctors have a lot more to say
about when guys get out and all that.
Hey, man. How was it in there?
Were the variants as bad as they say they are?
I-I guess so.
Probably a lot like it was out here.
I kept thinking it was almost done,
and it just kept getting worse.
Well, it's good to see you.
Yeah. Yeah. Definitely.
I didn't know you guys were doing this.
I feel a bit like I'm intruding.
No!
No. We are happy to see you.
Rex, you're here too, huh?
How are you?
I wouldn't have thought this kind of thing was your bag.
It's not, really.
You up at the cabin?
I am.
I always loved it up there.
Did you get my letters?
Yes.
Yeah.
We appreciated you taking the time.
I'm sorry. I owe you a glass of water.
That would be great.
Thanks.
Hello?
Why would you let him inside the house?
- He needed some water. - Tell him he has to leave.
And go where?
I'm the only family he's got left.
- Not your problem. - He's my brother.
Half brother, Lilly, and I really don't give a shit.
Well, maybe I do.
Are you being for real right now?
The world is locked down, Rex.
Where exactly is it I'm supposed to send him?
He's dangerous, Lilly.
Look, I can't do this right now. I got to go.
Do I really have to remind...
Sorry. I didn't mean to startle you.
No. It's fine.
I just want to see if it's all right if I use the bathroom.
Uh, yeah. And here's your water.
And it's just down the hall on the right.
Thanks.
Holy shit, Lil. Are you okay?
I'm fine.
I thought he had a few years left inside that place.
Uh, yeah. He did.
Are you sure he's okay?
You know, mentally and all of that.
He seems okay.
Yeah, he seems healthy.
Is he out on good behavior?
Do they do good behavior in mental institutions?
Diego.
I mean, that's where he was, right?
State psychiatric hospital. Yeah.
Well, I don't think they would let him out
- if he wasn't ready. - I don't know.
I read about this prison in Alabama.
Ninety-five percent of the population got hit
with the third wave.
It was like a death sentence in there.
They had no choice but to let the guys go.
I'm sure you're missing some of the fine print, Gabe.
That was the one where they tried to cover it up, right?
Didn't one of the guys go straight home
and murder his wife and her new husband or some shit?
Yes. That is the one.
You guys watch too much VICE.
Brooklyn's always been more sensitive than violent anyways.
You sure about that?
Look, I'm not sure exactly what is going on,
but he seems okay.
His kind of sickness doesn't go away, Lilly.
- He's dangerous. - That's not fair.
If this was about being fair, he'd still be locked up.
I don't expect you to forgive him, but it's actually...
But you're ready to?
I, uh...
Thanks for the water.
I think it's probably a good time for me to get going now.
No. Absolutely not.
That was about us, not you.
And where is it exactly that you're gonna go?
What, Dad?
What do you think is in there, bubba?
Maybe dragons?
B.K., you remember when you had that mullet?
Unfortunately.
That was the winter we got into the sledding accident, right?
So the three of us
were on this runner sled, and we hit this jump
that launched us 15 feet into the air.
And then... bam... we all came crashing down onto B.K.,
who stood up all stoic, like, "I'm good. I'm good,"
and then... bam!... His knees completely gave out.
- I had a concussion. - Hello?
- No shit. - Hell yes, no shit.
Put him on the phone.
What?
B.K. Put him on the phone.
- I want to talk to him. - Out of the question.
Lilly, please. I just want to talk to him.
Is that Rex?
I've had a few myself.
He wants to talk to me, doesn't he?
It's okay.
Lilly, honestly.
It's okay.
Well, in other news, I went grocery shopping for...
Rex.
We had an agreement.
Agreements change.
Do you want me to call the cops?
I'm not really sure how that would help you.
I wanted to say hello to my sister,
and she invited me inside.
Not if I say she didn't.
You know what I'm wondering?
Why didn't Lilly know I got out three days ago?
Why would you keep that a secret from her?
What exactly is it you had planned for me up there?
Believe it or not, Rex,
I still love my sister very much.
And while that might anger you, she's the only blood I got left.
If you're not out of my house in five minutes, B.K.,
I will come for you.
That sounds great.
I look forward to it.
Everything okay?
Yeah.
He's just being a good husband.
So is Rex getting back on or what?
He just needs a minute.
He'll be back on soon, I'm sure.
Is he gonna stay the night up there?
Uh, not sure.
He doesn't really have a choice, does he?
Curfew's in less than an hour.
The curfew thing is real?
Hell yeah, it is.
Up where he's at, the militia's in control of things too.
Trust me, you're best to just stay inside.
It's really not as dramatic as it sounds.
What? I think it kind of is.
I saw them up there when we were hunting a few months back.
Automatic weapons, high-powered tranq sidearms.
Those guys don't really have to answer to anybody.
And it's legal?
Down in Mississippi, they shot a guy
who was out walking his dog after hours.
The courts held it up as self-defense.
You must have seen the headline on that one...
"Defense against the spread of the deadly virus."
Man, there were some intense protests over that one.
The news is strictly off limits inside.
Trust me, what they're talking about is not actual news.
I'll be right back. It's refill time.
Yeah. I'm gonna come.
Mm! And it's real-beer time too!
Hold your hats, ladies and gentlemen.
The teetotaler is about to get real fired up.
Okay. You're a real funny lady, aren't you?
This is a two-hander!
Oh. Be right back.
Has Rex broken curfew before?
Uh, only once that I know of.
Isn't that a bad idea?
It's certainly not a good idea.
You mind if I get a refill, too?
Yeah. Go for it.
I'll be in the living room.
Hey. Yeah.
Good job driving Mama and Papa crazy.
So fun! Get it!
You guys! What are you... Hey. No.
- Whoa! - Don't touch that, please.
- You don't touch that, mister. - I've told you a million times.
- Why are you eating this? - What is this?!
- Come on. Let's go. - I want to stay.
- Nope. - Come here.
You can have the bag after dinner.
- No. - No. You can have it...
♪ La-la-la, la-la-la-a-a ♪
♪ La, la, la ♪
First, guys. We said veggies first.
You can have it after dinner. No.
Because you're just gonna end up eating all of the stuff.
No, guys. Come on. Please don't fight.
- La! - No! Shh!
No. Listen to Mama.
Listen to Mama.
Hey! No!
And... that is exactly why divorce lawyers
have been backlogged since the second wave.
Am I right?
Huh?
Aah...
Are you guys still thinking about having kids?
No! Not after what we just heard.
I mean, I love 'em to death,
but they can be a fucking nightmare.
Well, that's not a very good sales pitch.
A shitty sales pitch. I'm just joking.
They were the best things that we ever did,
but they can be a fucking nightmare.
Hey! There he is!
You mind if I have one?
Uh, they're Rex's,
but sure, if you think it's okay.
It's been a couple years, but... I think I could manage.
Hey, if memory serves me right,
it's kind of like drinking water for you, right, B.K.?
Cheers, big ears!
That's the way it goes, big nose.
You okay?
- Mm-hmm. - No, it's my turn!
You said!
Hey! Hey!
Guys! Where are those time-outs?
I want all masks up.
T-minus five mikes and counting until we hurry up and wait.
Viper, you are on flares.
Flapjack, I want to see mud on your boots from that riverbed.
Let's go.
All right. The lunatics are plugged in.
What'd I miss?
Tablet time-outs? Really?
Great job. I love the parenting style.
It's solid. It's responsible.
Whatever works.
I was actually thinking about something
while I was in the kitchen.
Why is Rex up at the cabin without you, anyways?
Uh... you know how he is.
He likes his space.
It's not his hunting season.
He had some stuff he had to take care of.
Harper stuff, right?
He's buried up there, isn't he?
Yeah.
Yeah, he is.
I like that.
It was a good choice.
It's go time.
If Tango crosses your path, you know what to do.
Confirm. Going hot.
I still can't believe this is a real thing.
Every day. It's like clockwork.
Well, it did flatline the rate of infections
- for about three weeks. - And then?
The virus did some schooling.
Scientists still don't know how it mutated so quickly.
Hey, Brooklyn, how long did they give you to register?
Five days.
After that, it's a parole violation.
The only violation is our civil liberties.
Anyone with half a brain knows this is how they're tracking us.
Snack time?
You read my mind.
Lockdown is at 100%
Starting rounds now.
Heading for the Rivercrest Trail.
Why would he, of all things, bring up Harper?
I'm not sure.
Looking to purge himself of the guilt, maybe.
I don't think that's something you can purge.
Well, he was off his meds, right?
So do you really blame him or do you blame the off-the-meds guy?
Wow.
I'm just glad I'm not Lilly.
Right.
I mean, the guy we've been talking to for the last hour
clearly isn't the type of guy who could think that a virus
had infected the walls of the house.
But no matter how you cut it, it's still him.
How do you feel about a subject change?
Good idea.
What'd you have in mind?
A couple minutes. Great.
Whoo!
Yeah!
Dance party! Let's go!
B.K., remember "Dance Break"?
She still does this?
Yeah, if she's drunk enough.
Everybody shake your moneymakers!
June. June, is this necessary?
Friday-night happy hour. Hell yeah, it is.
Why not?
Really?
We did dance therapy every Thursday at 4:00 p.m.
I never saw anybody leave in worse shape than they came in.
Yeah!
B.K.! My boy!
♪ I know ♪
♪ I know who you been with ♪
♪ Did you think about me? ♪
- ♪ I know ♪ - Come on, baby.
Up, up, up, up, up, up, lover boy.
Okay. I'm good.
Okay, baby.
Yeah.
Yes!
Sandra!
Yeah! Go! Go on with it, baby.
Yeah. I'm dancing.
I can't believe you still do this.
- Come on, Daddy Beans. - Unh-unh.
Yeah. It's good for your chakra health.
- No way. - Remember your chakra health?
We got smoke rising up out of the Delta Peninsula.
- I'm on it. - You know the drill.
They put up a fight, you take them down Barney style
and bring what's left to me.
Shit.
♪ 'Cause I won't cry for you ♪
♪ When you're sleepin' alone every night ♪
Who the fuck is that?
I, uh, I don't know.
Let me just check the cameras.
VEA?
Why are they here?
- Is it our day? - No. That's next Wednesday.
- VEA? - Virus Enforcement Agency.
It'll be fine, June.
- We talked about this. - Yeah, I know. I know.
They're just doing their job, but...
- You know what? Fuck this. - No, no, no. Just...
- No. Fuck them. - Okay.
Uh, can you just give us a second?
We're fine.
June! Juniper, you need a mask.
I don't care!
Why are you here?
Mrs. Juniper Gee, VID 34729?
Yes.
You failed to complete a daily protocol.
Bullshit.
Computers don't lie.
You got to be fucking kidding me.
All right. Okay. I'm sorry. We were just...
We're having, like, a Friday-night happy-hour thing.
Can we just get this over with, please?
That would be my preference.
Okay.
Thank you.
Fuck you.
That was completely unnecessary.
- Yeah. You said it. Not me. - Okay. All right.
Sorry. This last wave has been pretty trying for her.
For all of us.
You should remind your wife of that.
Is everything all right?
Yeah. Fucking VEA assholes!
Was it the usual?
Hey, maybe we should switch to soda water for a minute, huh?
And maybe you should try standing up for yourself
once in a while, huh?
Sorry about that.
I-It's okay. We get it.
Stressful times.
Ferndale's clear.
I got a shitload of .22 shells
and a gutted raccoon out here on the Delta Peninsula.
Tango spotted?
Negative. I've got dirt-bike tracks.
They ghosted.
So far, the Los Angeles County mayor
is the only one who's even questioned random testing.
I feel like it's a lose/lose situation.
I mean, you either let the virus spread
or you surrender to authoritarianism.
I mean, it's an...
It's an impossible choice, really, don't you think?
Hey! Where'd B.K. go?
Uh, I'm not... sure, to be honest.
Thought my beer could use a sidecar.
Ha ha! Yes.
What are you doing?
Sorry. I didn't think Rex would mind.
I'm not talking about your drink.
I couldn't believe you still had those.
They were his favorite, right?
What were you doing in our room?
The door was open. I saw them on the dresser.
I'm sorry.
I'd appreciate it if you'd stay out of our room.
I'm sorry.
I heard you the first time.
Hey.
She didn't mean anything by it.
Of course she does.
And she should.
I think that's the most honest moment we've had
since I got here.
Is that your baby, bud?
Is it?
- Hey. - What are you thinking?
You wouldn't listen to me. You gave me no other choice.
He just got out. What am I supposed to do?
Tell him to sleep on a park bench?
He got out three days ago, Lilly.
What?
The county called us.
Why would you keep that from me?
Because you still think it's safe
to let him into our house, Lilly.
I knew I had to take care of this on my own.
Take care of what on your own?
I'm not gonna let him hurt you again.
What are you saying, Rex?
He was supposed to come out to the cabin today.
He lied, and he went to you instead.
He's the same person he was two years ago, Lilly.
He can't be trusted.
Wait. Why was he supposed to go to the cabin today?
Because I invited him.
I got to go.
What? Wait!
- Aah! - Aah!
I'm not sure what I was thinking.
Why did you lie to me?
That was Rex.
Told you I was supposed to go up there?
And you got out three days ago, not today.
The truth?
If I was Rex, I'd want me dead.
He's justified in that.
You would be too,
which is why I didn't go up there
and why it took me two days to walk the six miles
from Paradise Road to here.
Because I'm scared.
Not of death...
but having nobody.
I do wish I could change what happened.
We all do.
Lake is clear.
I'm heading southeast to check Baxter's Clearing.
Eyes and ears up tonight.
I can feel a work party coming our way.
Viper, you take point. I need to service my firearm.
Confirmed.
Okay. So you... you really don't care that they're tracking us?
I-I would if it was real, but it's not.
It's definitely real.
How can you say that?
They're literally hanging these 5G boxes
- from every utility pole. - Babe, okay.
We've talked about this. The science isn't on your side.
Just because a couple of birds flew north
instead of south for the winter doesn't mean it's real.
That's exactly what it means!
N...
I'm with Sandra on this one.
Thank you.
Okay. Trust me, buddy.
You'll be humming a much different tune
when the two of you finally pump out those kids
you've been talking about having.
Oh, my... Fuck! You guys just don't quit.
Kids are off the table, all right?
I'm sorry. I think I must have missed something.
No. It's fine.
Is it, Gabriel?
June, can we please not?
Oh, come on, Gabriel.
These are our closest friends.
- We... - He's getting cold feet.
It's no big deal.
We just have to figure some stuff out first.
So...
If you say so.
Keep your eyes peeled, Flapjack.
I've got some fresh tracks heading through the valley
in your direction.
So, B.K., how does it feel to be out?
And do you have any plans
or ideas for what you're gonna do next?
To be honest, it all happened so fast,
I haven't even really had a chance to think about it.
What about construction?
Diego, you can give him a job, right?
Uh, yeah.
I mean, sure.
We're always... looking for hard workers.
I do like to build things, I guess.
I'm gonna head out back.
Hey, Brooklyn, I got to... I got to ask.
Uh, with all the instability, mentally and all that, uh,
it must've gotten pretty intense for you guys in there, huh?
Yeah. It was pretty sketchy, actually.
At first, guys were just getting sick.
But then, after the, uh... third wave, I think it was...
guys started dying.
It got really weird really fast.
Actually, she said it wasn't the death itself
that was hard to handle.
It was the fact that she and her co-workers
had to stand in for the families as they passed.
Hey, B.K., you had nurses in your hospital, right?
It was a hospital, so yeah.
Yeah, but it was a different kind of hospital, though.
I-I was just wondering
if it got weird or anything for the nurses.
It was a psychiatric hospital. How could it not?
I didn't mean to insinuate anything. I just...
I'm just messing with you.
Oh!
One of the nurses did actually slit her wrists.
What? Really?
Yep.
Yeah, some schizo found her laid out on the bathroom floor
and started screaming like a wildcat,
and the rest of us ran over to see what was going on.
A lot of blood.
That's awful.
Psychiatric hospitals aren't the happiest of places.
Everybody's so fucked up on their meds.
I had a reocurring dream inside.
A house was on fire around me, and I could hear
what sounded like a little boy singing somewhere nearby.
And I would go up to this window...
and I would discover Harper on the front lawn
just as the house would cave in on me.
That sounds like a nightmare, not a dream.
It's all about context.
When your life becomes a living nightmare...
one tends to seek joy in the darkest of corners.
Show me your hands.
Sir, I can't hear you.
Hands! Now!
I can't understand you through the mask.
- Is that better? - Yeah.
Hands in the air. Now!
Sure thing.
Fuck!
We got a runner!
I want Tango on his knees in five mikes.
Push him to the bridge. I'll cut him off.
Headed due southwest, Baker Flats.
Repeat... due southwest, Baker Flats.
I want this motherfucker now, Viper.
Fuckin' now!
Hands on your head where I can see them.
Hands on your head.
Now, you try that pepper-spray shit on me,
I'll drop your arm from the body at the shoulder.
- You got it? - My wife's in danger.
Does it look like I give a fuck?
God fucking damn it.
You stupid piece of fucking shit!
You say one smart word, and I'll empty the rest of this
in your fucking eyes and mouth.
Come on. Let's go!
Move.
How long till he'll be here?
It's okay.
I knew he'd come home as soon as he saw me in his house.
Wouldn't expect any different.
That's not true. He's, uh...
I think we all need to be done with the lying now, Lilly.
Agreed.
Good.
From my count, you have in the neighborhood
of 235 sleeping pills in your bathroom.
Want to talk about it?
What?
I've always been good with numbers.
Were you going through our cabinets?
That's a lot of pills.
What did I tell you about going through our stuff?
- You're avoiding my question. - That's because it's ridiculous.
From where I'm standing, there's only one reason
to have that many pills on hand.
What are you insinuating?
I've been there, Lil.
I know what it feels like to want to disappear.
I know that you and Rex aren't doing well.
I'm just trying to look out for you.
Fact number one... We're doing fine.
Fact number two... If you came here to pick a fight with me,
you probably shouldn't stick around.
That's not at all what I'm doing.
Then how about you quit going through our stuff
and you start showing us a little fucking respect?
If you leave the X, I'm gonna put you on your back.
He's good.
Sit down.
I got this guy. You should head back out.
Since when do you log anyone into the system?
This motherfucker pepper-sprayed me.
Did he take off your mask for you too?
Med kit's inside.
Get yourself cleaned up and back out there.
Lil, you all right?
Just fine.
Lil, I've known you my whole life.
You're right, June.
Lilly's not doing well.
You want to tell them or should I?
I have no idea what you're talking about.
- That's me, then. - You need to be very careful.
These are your best friends in the world.
Let them help you.
Is everything all right, Lil?
Everything is fine.
I thought we agreed to be completely honest.
Lilly has a secret she's been keeping from you all.
Shut the fuck up, B.K.
She's been thinking about hurting herself.
No, I haven't.
You have 200 sleeping pills hidden in the bathroom.
They weren't hidden.
In a cosmetic case, tucked in the back, under the sink.
Because I don't need them!
Lil, it's okay!
I have not been thinking of hurting myself.
You aren't the first one to face this, Lilly.
Let us help you.
Shut the fuck up, B.K.!
You have no idea what you're talking about!
You want to know why I have those sleeping pills?
Because you killed my son!
And for almost 15 months, I couldn't sleep!
Whenever I close my eyes, all I see is his face.
So yes, I took sleeping pills to try and get some sleep.
And guess what. That didn't even work.
I kept refilling the prescriptions.
I don't even know why.
I don't know why I still have his shoes on my dresser
or why sometimes I still make him his favorite sandwich
just so I can stare at it.
I have no idea what the fuck it is you're trying to do here,
but if you want to keep it up, then I suggest that you leave!
Get the fuck out of my house!
I'm not trying to be a problem here.
My brother-in-law was released
from a psychiatric hospital today.
He's in my house alone with my wife.
He's dangerous.
You know, it's funny how you think it's my fault
that you're out here
and not at home by your wife's side.
Code.
There isn't one.
Name.
Whose name?
Your wife's.
She's the one expecting you, isn't she?
- Lilly. - Right.
This her?
Yeah.
This is Thomas Millgard, Militia ID 230056.
We have taken your husband, Rex Yaleman, into custody.
Feel free to reach me at this number with any questions.
Yeah.
Does she usually respond?
Depends on what I've done.
Look at that.
This is Thomas Millgard.
This is Lilly Yaleman.
You have my husband. Is he okay?
He's fine.
Can I speak with him? Please?
Make it fast.
Rex? You okay?
Yeah.
I was gonna give B.K. an ultimatum.
- What? - Stay away from you forever...
or I was gonna put him in the ground.
What are you talking about?
He called, we talked, and he threatened me.
Why would he do that?
Because he's not well, Lilly.
How did he threaten you?
- Do you trust me? - How did he threaten you?
That's not the fucking point, Lilly!
Answer the fucking question, Rex!
That's enough.
Your husband will be released at noon tomorrow.
Geez. You got yourself a live wire, don't you?
- Hands were I can see them. - Take it easy.
Take it easy.
Fuck!
Hey. Was that blood?
B.K.?
B.K., are you okay?
What is he doing?
I don't know.
W-Was he bleeding?
The whiskey bottle broke, so it might have been.
He might have cut himself.
But wow? What happened?
I don't know. I don't...
What happened?
Is he all right?
Oh, we had an argument, and he came into the kitchen...
broke the bottle.
On purpose?
What?
Did he break the bottle on purpose?
I'm not sure.
Well, he was bleeding.
I guess he was.
What do you mean, you guess he was?
- Is he all right or not? - I don't know, June.
- How do you not know? - I just told you...
- Fuck! - God damn it, June.
What? It was an accident!
Yeah. You know what? Three glasses ago, it was an accident.
This seems like a choice. Oh, don't be an assho...
Just leave it. I don't want you to cut yourself.
I'm an adult. I think you can pick up a little glass withou...
Fuck!
- Okay. Let me see it. - No.
- Just let me see it. - No!
Juniper.
I'm trying to help you.
Oh, fine.
Flapjack, it's Viper. What's your 20?
What the fuck?
What... God damn it!
Fuck. The prisoner has escaped.
I repeat... The prisoner has escaped, and he is now armed!
I'll head southwest to the cutoff.
Let's get this motherfucker.
Lil, are you sure he's gone? Maybe we should call the police.
He's on parole.
I call the police, there's no telling what will happen to him.
Okay. It was just a suggestion.
Is that Rex?
No.
I'll be back.
Wait. Wait. Lil, h...
Juniper, what's going on?
Remember when those high-school boys harassed us
at Riverside Park?
I think so.
You remember how that ended?
Uh, we left or something, didn't we?
Brooklyn showed up...
and they realized that you were his little sister,
and they apologized, and they left.
What's your point?
Why do you think they apologized?
I don't know, June!
Because everybody knew Brooklyn wasn't right.
They were scared of him
because nobody knew how far he would take things.
Why are we talking about this?
Because when Brooklyn's illness benefits you,
you reap those benefits without blinking an eye.
But as soon as it gets the slightest bit difficult,
you turn your back on him.
"Slightest bit difficult"?
What happened with Harper was awful, a nightmare.
Hell, I don't even think I'll ever get over that.
But B.K. was not solely at fault, and you know that.
And all I'm saying is that something awful happened
because of B.K.'s sickness,
but it is in no way fair that he never gets a second chance,
because I know how badly he feels.
I can see it in his eyes.
Are we done?
Yes.
Yeah. We're good.
What happened to L.K.?
He took a tranq dart in the gut.
I'll head out to Dobbs Road.
What'd I miss?
Shut up.
Hey. We were thinking it might be time to call it.
Why?!
Has anyone seen Lilly?
Oh. Found her.
Hey, is Rex home?
Not yet, but soon.
Lilly has to go find Brooklyn now anyways.
What? You do? Why?
Brooklyn is a grown man. He's where he needs to be.
Nobody's gonna be chasing him down.
Oh. Excuse me?
Yes, excuse you.
I respect your thoughts, June,
but what's going on between B.K. and I is none of your business.
- Oh, is that right? - Yes, it is right.
And I'd very much appreciate it if you'd back the fuck off.
Hey. Who the fuck are you?
Excuse me.
I said, who the fuck are you?
Fuck!
I think it's getting a little late for us here, so...
Oh, you know what? That's just like you.
Any hint of conflict, and you crawl away like a coward.
Come on, June.
Oh, you too?
Not that I should be surprised, because you people
always thought you were better than me anyway.
Jesus Christ.
Where are you going?
- Hello? - I'm in my truck, babe.
Home in 40 minutes.
- How? - They decided to let me go.
Well, no rush. He left.
He did?
Yes, Rex. Not all of us are liars.
I'm sorry, Lil, for all of it.
I should have been there with you today.
You were right.
There was something off about him.
Off how?
He kept saying stuff.
- About me? - And Harper.
What did he say, Lilly?
What did he say, Li...
Fuck.
Lilly? Lilly! Fuck!
Hi. You've reached Lilly.
I'm most likely out in my garden.
Leave me a message.
Another dark milestone this week.
Three quarters of a million people have now died
in the U.S. alone over this pandemic.
This is a worldwide total of 3,789,000...
Fuck! Fuck!
It's all this variant bullshit.
We all have to deal with loss.
She lost a child, June.
You know, being a parent doesn't make you
a better person than me.
I never said that it did.
But you have no problem insinuating that it does.
That's not true.
- Bullshit! - You know what? Drop it.
No.
You're picking fights again. I'm tired of it.
What the fuck is that supposed to mean?
Shit.
Wine's not drinking itself, is it, June?
Fuck you, Gabe.
Fuck you.
Okay. You know what? I think, uh...
I think we're gonna call it, guys.
Yeah.
Oh, sure. 'Cause I'm the asshole, right?
Does anybody know where Lilly went?
Whatever. Fuck you all.
I'm going to bed.
You guys didn't need to see that.
It's all good, bud.
We know it's not you.
I'll text Lilly, let her know that we called it.
Yeah, that sounds good.
Good night, guys.
- Good night. - Good night.
License and registration.
Yes, sir. I just...
We need you to put all four of these windows down.
I have a situation with my wife, Officer.
License and registration. I'm not gonna ask you again.
You in a hurry to get somewhere for a reason, Mr. Yaleman?
Or you think the faster you drive,
the less you break curfew?
I know this doesn't look good.
So you are aware of the curfew regulations?
My brother-in-law just got released
from a psychiatric hospital.
Back here.
You got any firearms in the vehicle?
No, sir.
I'm gonna need you to step out of the vehicle, sir.
I'm just trying to get home to my wife.
Step out of the vehicle, sir.
Hello, Lilly.
You remember the time we tried to run away from home?
I think you were four,
and I was something like nine.
We had brought all our favorite clothes,
but nothing even remotely warm enough
for how cold it got that night.
We thought we were set, remember?
Temperature seemed to plummet.
You made it half the way home.
And I had to carry you the rest of the way.
We both know that mom had been drinking, but it didn't matter.
We knew she loved us the best way she knew how.
Like it or not, that shitty little house was our home,
and we knew it.
You're the closest thing I have to a home now, Lilly.
Which seems to be a bit of a problem
because what I did is...
is unforgivable.
I grappled with that on the inside.
'Cause they preach forgiveness.
And you really want to believe it.
Hell, part of you might even buy in.
All I need is a second chance.
Who wouldn't want that?
Then you get out here in the real world,
and reality paints with a much more vivid brush.
I am truly sorry for what I did, Lilly.
And I will never ask you to forgive me for it
if I can't forgive myself.
How is it fair for me to ask you to?
So on to plan B we go.
How long you been militia, Mr. Yaleman?
I'm not.
I'm telling you the truth.
I don't know what part of this situation
makes you think it's okay to keep lying to me.
Please, Officer, you have to believe me.
We don't have to believe shit.
Today is the two-year anniversary of my son's death.
Stuck at the cabin. I'm just trying to get home!
I'm begging you. I can't lose her.
- I've heard enough. - You can't do this.
God damn it! He knows things.
That is enough.
We have heard enough of your bullshit.
I didn't get a hit after all, Officer Reynolds.
Want to hear it?
- Yeah, better be good. - He's not lying.
His son, aged five, died in a house fire.
Cause of death... arson.
Were you lying about being on your meds, Brooklyn?
I wasn't lying.
The noise was gone for quite some time, actually.
But maybe I got tired of nodding off every five minutes.
It's ironic, huh?
Damned if you do, damned if you don't.
What are you talking about?
What needs to be done.
Nothing needs to be done, Brooklyn.
Where do you keep his box?
Whose box?
Good try. In you go.
- What are you doing? - In you go.
- Come on. Come on. - Brooklyn, please.
Move!
Huh.
You always were a step ahead of me, huh, Lil?
Good for you.
Harper's box. Where is it?
I don't know what you're talking about.
I'm running out of fucking patience, Lilly.
Living room. Let's go.
Why are you doing this?
It's what we all want,
whether we want to admit it or not.
Please.
Please, I'm begging you. P-Please stop.
You deserve this, Lilly.
We all do.
We all deserve a chance
to finally put this behind us for good.
Where is it?
Lilly, come on.
I saw the box.
Quit playing dumb.
Good girl.
I'm right here.
It's okay.
It's time.
Time for what?
You deserve a chance to finally move on.
Lilly, come on. This is it.
All you have to do is point it at me
and squeeze the trigger.
Harper deserves to know how much his mama loves him.
Come on, you can finally take a stand
against your pain right here, right now.
This won't change anything.
Yes. Yes, it will.
It will. It has to.
Lilly. Lilly.
- Lilly. Shh, shh, shh, shh. - I won't do it.
I need you. I need you to trust me.
Lilly, you need this.
I need you to trust me.
Close your eyes and squeeze the trigger.
I won't do it.
I killed your son.
Stop it.
I killed your son, and he's never coming back.
- Stop it! - He is never coming back.
Stop talking!
- It wasn't an accident! - Stop it!
I know that you want to think that it was,
but that's just not true. Shut up.
- But it just wasn't. - Stop talking.
Lilly, he was asleep
not 20 feet from where I set the drapes on fire.
- Stop it. - I stood in the living room
smiling while it all went up in flames around me.
- Stop it! - Lilly, please.
Please. I killed him.
Okay? And I can't live with that anymore.
I need you to do this.
If you can't do it for yourself, do it for me, Lilly, please.
Please.
I knew you'd finally show up.
Just in time for the purging of the family disease.
Are you okay?
I told him we forgave him, but he won't listen.
That's because it's bullshit! It's just not true.
I killed your son. You can't forgive that.
It's not just your fault.
We knew you weren't well, and we let you live with us anyway.
That's enough, Lilly.
I was out for drinks with my girlfriends.
No, no, no, no! None of that matters!
- Yes, it does! - No. No, it doesn't.
You need to stop this now.
You were in the house sleeping,
and you couldn't even stop him.
Stop it, please!
I was right.
You never told her, did you?
Told me what?
- You didn't say anything? - No.
Told me what, Rex?
I wasn't sleeping in the house that night.
I went into the shop to prep the next day's work.
By the time I discovered the fire, it...
It was too late, and...
I never told you because I knew you could never forgive me.
I couldn't risk losing you too.
And I'm so sorry.
What?
What? What? What?
Pick it up.
Pick it up, or I will kill her.
You already got what you came for, you sick fuck.
Pick it up.
Pick it up!
B.K., please.
I will give you until the count of five.
If you don't pull your trigger,
I will pull mine.
Put the fucking gun down, B.K.
B.K., please don't do this.
- Five. - Put the fucking gun down, B.K.!
Four.
Three.
I love you.
No. No.
Two.
Don't make me do this.