Where is he?
Tell me!
Mommy?
No, no, not our baby!
Get on the floor!
Mommy!
He needs to suffer!
Karl, you read me?
Karl!
Yup.
You gonna show up?
Your meeting with Trent was supposed to start
ten minutes ago.
Um, tell him I'll be there in thirty.
Copy.
Mmm...
Look like a wolf choked you down and puked you back up.
But thanks for remembering, though.
He in there?
Transfer papers are on your desk.
You don't need him, you know.
I'm the one who's meant to be out there
with the dangerous folks.
I'm ready, you know I am ready. Karl!
Karl, I know you can hear me!
Morning, Sir.
Trent.
So, why'd you want to transfer?
Sir?
Why'd you want to come up here?
Needed a change.
Supervisor mentioned you guys could use an extra hand
and it seemed like a good fit.
And also my, ah, my dad and I used to hunt up here.
Hoover PD. Three years.
Ah... almost four.
Simmons still over there?
Yes, Sir.
They will never get him out of uniform.
Sorry to interrupt.
I'll wait.
-You good? -Yup.
-What's up? -Brenda Cousins is here.
She's freaking out.
She says Lisa ran off again last night.
Tell her to wait.
I told her that already.
Tell her again.
It's Brenda.
Karl!
Brenda. I told you to wait outside.
Yeah, I get it.
Lisa didn't come home again last night,
and she's usually back by morning.
Brenda, Trent. Trent, Brenda.
Nice to meet you, Brenda.
I think she's at Clayton's, with Judy, again, doing drugs.
Thank you, Marge.
And not the pot, by the way. I don't really about that.
It's the other stuff.
Did you track her phone like we talked about?
Yes, of course I did, but she blocked me.
Clayton's always drunk; otherwise I'd go.
But he won't mess with you. Both of you? Will you go over?
Alright, you go home, and I'll call when she turns up, okay?
So you're gonna go over there?
-I'm gonna go over there. -Thank you.
You're welcome. Thank you, Brenda!
Come on. I'll give you the dime tour.
Clayton!
Judy upstairs?
What'd she do now?
Lisa didn't come home last night.
I figured Judy might know where she is.
Well, Chief,
Judy said she was staying the night
at Lisa's house last night, so...
I guess you know where to look next.
Bye, Chief.
Woo. It is nice out here.
Yeah.
He feels with the isolation
he can get away with whatever he wants.
Wait. What do you mean by that?
No prying eyes.
No lawyer here, so ah,
guess that means you can't be here either.
That's true, if this was about what you did before,
but this is different.
Heather.
Does your momma know you're all the way out here
hanging with a pedophile?
Straight for the jugular, huh?
It's okay. I'm in a good mood, so.
Lisa and Judy here last night?
Why?
They didn't come home.
Yesterday. Yesterday. Huh.
Oh... oh, yeah. No, no.
I went... I went really, really hard yesterday,
and I, ah, I passed out early.
Yeah, so, you know, if there was any young girls
that came around, I mean, ah, I wouldn't know.
It's a big property.
How 'bout you, Heather?
Did you see Lisa and Judy yesterday?
How 'bout you let me walk around,
check the property, maybe look inside.
My property requires a warrant.
You love controlling young girls, don't you, Adam?
Whatever you say.
I don't know when he'll hurt you,
but when he does, make sure to give me a call.
We'll be back.
Margie?
What?
Let's go and run a Missing Persons
on Lisa and Judy.
Seriously?
Might as well go through the process until they turn up.
Copy.
You hungry?
I could eat.
Evening, boys. The search team is on standby.
What's this? Ooh, Biggie Wangs?
-Oh, Karl! -Yo.
A Meredith something-or-other called.
Says she has some info about the girls.
Call her back?
Hello?
-Ah, Meredith? -Yes.
This is Chief Harding.
Hello, Chief Harding.
I'm sorry, what's your last name, Meredith?
It's Wagner. Meredith Wagner.
I saw the Missing Persons reports.
You saw the Missing Persons reports?
Lisa Cousins and Judy Morse.
Right.
Mrs. Wagner, I don't believe I know you.
-Do you live in the area? -No.
No, I assist the police as a freelancer.
I helped the Duluth PD solve a multiple homicide two years ago.
The double homicide off Highway 313?
Mm-hmm.
So, you know who I am?
I think I know what you are.
Mrs. Wagner...
Something awful happened to Lisa and Judy.
With all due respect...
Can I have ten seconds of quiet?
-Excuse me? -Please.
There's a gun in your desk drawer,
with a bullet in its chamber.
Karl, are you there?
Mrs. Wagner, I appreciate you calling today,
but we're gonna handle this matter internally.
Okay, I'm wrong.
So, I guess there's nothing left to say.
Yes, ma'am.
Alright, I'll see you when I get there tomorrow.
Ah, no, ma'am. Mrs. Wagner?
Karl!
Yeah?!
You got a document in here.
Says URGENT.
She really went for it with the subject line: URGENT.
It's all in caps. It's a bit much.
Print this out for me?
Things are about to get weird around here.
I like weird.
Finished my entry of what went down at Clayton's place.
Let me know if it's good to go.
I'll take a look.
Chief! Ha ha!
Trent too. Hi.
How many have you had there, buddy?
This is my anniversary party.
Nobody is counting, and that is good.
You, new guy, need to meet my sister.
Sista! Hmm.
This is the new guy. Trent.
-Hey, new guy. -Nice to meet you, Beth.
Yes. Welcome to the team, huh?
Yeah, and welcome to the only town on Earth
that ain't worth saving.
She's just bitter because nothing ever happens here.
Okay. Hey, Karl, you want the usual?
-Please. -One more.
And what can I tempt you with?
Just the water.
No food? No booze?
No. No, no, no. I'm okay.
Alrighty. Here ya go.
Thank you, Beth.
Hello, neighbors.
Just thought I'd come say hello to the new fella.
Nice to meet you.
-Donald Whitaker. -Trent Gilson.
Oh, hey, Marge, I didn't see you there.
It's almost like you don't even matter.
You know, Officer Gilson, I'm... I'm not real popular
over at the police department,
but I just want you to know that anything I've done
is nothing personal directed at you.
Oh. Okay.
Karl, you didn't tell him?
Shame on you.
You see, I voted to close down your department
before you were even hired.
I'm guessing Karl here brought you on
to tug at the heart-strings of all the town folk.
I hired him because we need him.
Oh, you and I both know that
County coming through here once a day
is more than... more than enough.
We don't need you, Karl, let alone...
Sorry, young man.
You're gonna be gone before you even matter.
Elena, can I get a scotch?
Some of us can handle our liquor.
Thank you.
Excuse me.
My advice? Get a stronger drink.
So, a year ago, Karl finds out that Donald roughed up his wife.
So, Karl being Karl, he steps in and saves her.
Mm-hmm. Yeah, and then he smashed her.
Yeah, not good.
So then Donald's wife, she takes the kids, runs off to St. Paul,
and now Donald's been gunnin' for Karl ever since.
He might actually take all of us down.
Wooooh. Welcome to Stone Creek.
I should have said something about the vote.
Not a big deal.
Give me a ride home?
Yeah. Ready?
I'll see you at 7 AM sharp.
Yup.
-Son of a bitch! -Sorry. Sorry.
Damn it, Trent.
You talk in your sleep.
How the hell'd you get in here anyway?
Door was open. Figured I'd just...
What happened to your hand?
Maybe we should stop at the clinic.
Oh.
No, I cut it last night. I'll just...
Just give me a minute. I'm gonna get cleaned up.
Okay. I'll wait outside.
Oh, um...
the girls didn't turn up, so everyone's waiting for you.
Yeah. I'll be right out.
Excuse me? Excuse me.
-Yes. -I'm Meredith Wagner.
Who?
We spoke on the phone yesterday.
Oh, ah, ma'am, I tried to tell you over the phone
that we just don't need your specialized services.
That's precisely why I hung up on you.
Wait, I know you.
You're the psychic lady.
Yes.
I'm Trent Gilson.
Though I bet you already knew that.
It's nice to meet you, Trent.
But, no, it doesn't work that way.
Ma'am, uh, thank you,
but we're looking for live girls, not dead ones.
The man who killed Lisa and Judy's
not finished yet.
I'm sorry you made the trip.
I'm sorry too.
Because if you don't find those girls today,
I'm going to their parents.
Excuse me?
The parents have a right to know.
Hey, Karl, can we talk? Give us a minute?
Of course.
Listen, I can't tell you what to think,
but doesn't her past prove she's legit?
No.
But she did help solve those other cases.
If people in this community find out
that we're using someone like her to solve this case,
then the department has zero chance of surviving.
Besides, we don't know what we're even dealing with.
Right.
But you know we can't stop her from seeing the parents.
You're doing the right thing.
Alright.
Hey, Brenda. Hey. How are you?
-Yeah. -Hey.
Hey.
Look, ah, this is, ah, Meredith.
Hi. Hi.
I know... I know you. I know you. You're the seer.
Is that... I'm sorry, is that what they call it?
I... look, I make no promises.
But something did call to me to come here.
I just really want my baby home.
I know. I'm gonna help.
Can I see her room?
Yes. It's out back.
Oh, okay.
-Mind your heads. -Thank you.
She's really a sweet, sweet girl.
-Just having a phase. -Yeah.
I'm gonna need something of Lisa's.
Something that was important to her.
She loves these. Taps 'em on everything.
I'm sorry.
That's not real, right? You don't... you don't know.
I'm sorry. Hey, hey, she's at peace.
Take comfort in that.
Tell her you could be wrong.
-I am so sorry. -No, no, no.
You're outta here. Get her out of here.
No, no, not my baby.
Hey, hey, hey, you don't know. We don't know anything, Brenda.
We don't know. We're gonna keep looking.
I wasn't gonna lie to her. She deserves to know.
Even if you're right,
that is no way to tell a mother that her child is dead.
I know where Lisa is.
I can take you to her.
What, are we supposed to follow you?
Come.
She's close.
What?
She's close.
I'm not sure whose property we're on.
Lisa?
Should I call the CSIs?
She wasn't killed here. There's no blood.
So they had to have dumped her.
But yeah, go ahead and call and see what they can collect.
Yes, Sir.
She didn't paint her nails red.
He did.
He's trying to tell us something with the color,
I just don't know what.
But she's alone. Judy's not here.
Marge?
What?
We found Lisa.
-Copy. -Yeah.
Hello.
Okay.
Hey, man.
Um, look, we found Lisa.
She's gone.
We wanna find Judy, but we need your help.
Mr. Morse. Meredith Wagner.
I assure you, I don't bite.
Maybe I will.
Ah. Strong grip.
You wanna let go?
What did you do to her?
Tell Judy to stay away from me.
I'm sick of her ruining my life!
He abused her. He did horrible things to her.
Did he do it?
I don't know.
That was productive.
Sorry, it doesn't work that way.
Then how does it work?
I... I sense emotions, okay?
I see flashes of places.
I don't see murders as they happened.
If so, we would be done here.
Well, I can't have you running around town
-grabbing everybody, okay? -What about this?
Huh? It's gotta be hers.
Yeah. Yeah, I got it.
Yeah.
He replaced their black makeup,
like he's showing us that he freed their souls from torment.
He thinks they're in a better place.
Men kill because they're selfish and twisted.
Oh, no.
Something in these girls' pasts drew him to them.
Like, ah, like the town didn't recognize their demons,
but he saw their abuse. He saw their pain.
I'm sorry, are you suggesting that these girls wanted to die?
I'm not suggesting. They did.
I don't know about any of that, but the color thing makes sense.
These girls weren't the red lipstick type.
Karl.
Oh, James. How was your drive?
It was easy.
No traffic once I got out of the city.
Thanks for coming out.
State Bureau wouldn't have it any other way.
Just a kid.
Yeah.
Well, he wanted her found.
Yeah.
I'm thinking the rope's more than a binding.
Hmm. Well, what are you thinking?
Symbolic maybe. That and the red.
Ah, shit.
Thanks for coming out. Can use the help.
Of course. Go work your magic.
Sorry for the wait, guys.
Chief Harding, has this second body
been identified as Judy Morse?
I cannot give that information
until the family has been notified.
How was she killed?
That's information I cannot give.
That will come from the County Medical Examiner.
Who discovered her?
Look, guys, I know you're trying to do your job,
and I appreciate that, but this is an ongoing investigation.
I cannot give this information,
so if there's nothing else, I'm gonna...
Alana Ray, First News.
Are we dealing with a serial killer?
I don't think so, no.
We know you brought in a psychic
to assist with the investigation.
Meredith Wagner is known for helping other police departments
solve serial murders.
Miss Ray, I'm not sure where you get your information,
but you may want to check your resources.
Guys, if you don't have anything else,
I'll let you know when we have more information.
Thank you!
Edith, there is not a serial killer
running the streets.
Because if there was, I would know; I'm a cop.
But I don't know because you are taking up my emergency line.
No, Ma'am, I am not sassing you.
I know you are scared, but nobody's after you.
Because you're old!
No, Edith.
Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
Donald's holding for you on line two.
He said he has something about the girls.
Told him you weren't here, but he said he'd hold.
Yes, Ma'am, I'm still here.
Apologies, that was rude of me.
Mm-hmm. Mm-kay.
You've got nothing better to do than wait for me?
A psychic? Really, Chief?
I'm a little busy, Don. What do you want?
I know your past, Karl.
I know you're a killer.
You are no different than the man
that knocked at your door in Virginia.
I just want you to remember something, Don.
I walked into your house,
and I left with your wife and kids,
and you didn't do shit about it.
Because you're a coward.
This is different.
We'll see who's still standing when this is all over.
That's big talk from a man that beats up on women.
You really wanna do this, Karl?
You better watch your back, my friend.
Cream?
Ah, no, thank you.
Good, 'cause we don't have any.
Oh, fantastic.
Man of the hour. What took you so long?
Tried to find another medical examiner
within fifty miles.
Mm, well, I hope that's your only mistake this week.
You know it's been awhile since we had a body from Stone Creek
that wasn't natural causes or a car crash.
So Judy's there.
Yep, she's still zipped up.
I'm glad she's with you.
I wish I could say she's gonna be the only one, but...
So you're leaning serial?
I don't know.
Look, I'm not trying to tell you how to do your job,
but if you could give me a little bit of time
on the prelims, I'd really appreciate it.
Could help me out.
Yeah, yeah, consider it done.
Thanks, Ken.
I'm sometimes a little psychic myself.
-Are you? -Mm-hmm. A little bit.
Oh, um, that's interesting.
Like, I knew I should ask you about coffee.
Right, yeah.
You ready?
Yes, I am.
I can help.
You are. By staying here.
I'll make it up to you.
Yup.
I'm fine.
I know you had doubts about me.
So, thank you.
Come on. I'll walk you inside.
You're not from around here, are you?
Why do you ask?
The accent.
-Virginia. -Mm.
But I've been here long enough for the locals
to accept me for the most part.
How 'bout you?
Well, sit.
No. Sit.
Me, um, I came from a speck of a small town
in Maine, actually.
Maine?
Yes. Fucked up as it was beautiful.
So, what brought you all the way here?
Well...
my dad used to put cigarettes out on me
whenever he was drinking, so.
I'm sorry.
Don't be. I worked through it.
Actually, when I was twelve,
he hit me for the first time.
I had my first vision on impact.
His father abused him, so I forgave him.
Though as soon as I graduated high school, I split.
Never looked back.
Took a lot of courage.
Eh, maybe.
Alright, what about you?
What brought you to this sleepy town?
I just wanted a change, you know, I...
I shouldn't have accepted this.
Hey, hey, don't... no. Hey, don't... don't.
Please don't go.
I'm sorry, I shouldn't have. I shouldn't have done that.
-I need to go. -I can't, I just, I saw...
I saw a woman, holding a boy?
I need to go.
Karl. Karl, please, just...
You're doing the right thing.
I know your past, Karl.
I know you're a killer.
You are no different than the man
that knocked at your door in Virginia.
What happened to your hand?
Karl, come in.
-Yeah. -Good lord.
Another body turned up at the cave.
What?
Same lipstick, nail polish, feet tied.
We gotta start without you, copy?
Fuck. Copy.
-Karl? -Yeah.
Get your shit together.
Okay.
Hey!
Hey, come out.
Let's go.
-Anybody else out here with you? -Mm-mm.
Hey.
Did you see who placed that in the water?
Wyatt, did you see who put that out there?
Get in the car.
Marge?
Yup.
I need a team out at Martin's Point.
Someone has staged a crime scene.
Martin's Point?
Martin's Point.
I got a mannequin in the water.
White ropes, red lipstick, the whole deal.
Yeah, I'm at the cave with the team.
I'll send County to you.
I'm on my way.
Copy.
Hey!
Do you mind watching this kid for me?
I'll be right back.
Hey.
Sent one of ours out to Martin's Point,
make sure everything's collected properly.
Appreciate it.
Media's coming. Lots of 'em.
Surprised they're not already here.
-Where's the kid? -Cruiser.
He see anything?
Hasn't said a word yet.
Alright.
I'm gonna go see if I can get a trooper to run him home.
Hey. Don't pull this shit again.
You know I hate running point.
Won't happen again.
Karl. Karl! Hey, wait, wait!
They won't tell me anything until they notify family.
Come on, I gotta know who this is.
Kim Snow.
Kim whispered to me.
I still hear her voice in my head.
It was "Adam." She said: "Adam."
Thanks!
I need you to look at something for me.
Did you see this car out by the lake?
Hey, look at me.
You're not in trouble. I need your help, okay?
Did you see this van out by the lake?
Yeah?
Okay. How about this guy? How about him? Was he driving?
Are you sure?
Good job. Let's get you home.
Alright, I'm coming!
Adam Stone, this is a warrant
to search your property and all structures.
For what?
Staging a crime scene out at Martin's Point.
We have a witness that ID'd you and your vehicle.
Bullshit.
I haven't been to Martin's Point in weeks!
Trent, check the garage. Marge, stay with him.
Yeah, yeah, they're raiding my shit.
Figure it out!
Hey, my lawyer's talking to Judge Gee!
If you're smart, you'll leave!
You two can leave.
Leave me alone with the mouth breather.
Yeah, I'd enjoy that.
Oh, bitch ass, that's 'cause you underestimate me.
Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey! Marge!
Go check these outbuildings.
Hey, Karl! Sauna's on.
Yeah, I see that.
Maybe somebody's in there.
You got a guest?
Adam, hey-hey-hey, Adam! You stay out here.
Stay right here, Adam.
Beth? Beth!
What did you do? Kar!
-Sorry. -Karl!
Marge. Marge!
What the fuck did you do to my sister!?
Go on, hit me! I'll sue the shit out of you!
Come on! Let's go!
I told you to hide everything, you stupid bitch!
Beth, Beth. Beth, look at me. Look at me.
Look, look, look.
Let's go. Get in the vehicle.
Get your ass in the vehicle!
Fine. Okay.
Fucker.
Let's go. Let's go. Get in this vehicle. Right here.
I really have no idea. It's just...
We seized enough heroin on your property today
to charge you with trafficking.
I'm petitioning to have you removed from this case.
Be my guest.
Your client and his vehicle were both ID'd out at Martin's Point.
Martin's Poi...
Where you floated the mannequin.
What mannequin?
The same mannequin that you put in the water
with the white rope and the red lipstick,
just like you did on the victims.
Why would my client float a mannequin?
That makes no sense.
I don't know, why don't you let him answer the questions?
You set me up!
Years.
That's what that heroin's gonna give you.
You're not gonna be hurting young girls anymore.
Hey. What are you doing here?
Adam was released without bail.
What?
Our warrant was revoked.
Apparently the photo line-up was hot when the kid ID'd him.
That's bullshit.
Kid told the lawyer that you showed him a pic of Adam
and the car before the line-up at the station.
-Karl... -God damn it.
Shit. Adam's our guy and you know it.
Yeah. Yeah, I do. And you broke protocol.
So?
You look like shit. Have you slept this week?
Not much.
Look, our prime suspect is suing you,
and probably the town.
Any future evidence we collect will be tainted if you stay on.
-So we're off the case? -You are.
The only reason I can proceed
is because you corrupted the line-up without my knowledge.
Okay?
Yeah.
-Okay. -Okay.
Get some sleep.
Hey.
Can you meet me at the diner on 7th?
Hour.
Thanks.
What's going on, man?
So, uh, I got the prelims.
Diamorphine.
Way beyond lethal dose.
Yeah, it could take down three grown men.
Those girls were dead
before they even severed the radial veins.
The good news is, they likely experienced no pain.
So the heroin killed 'em?
Yeah, running all through 'em.
There were also signs of scarring,
consistent with cutting.
Possibly previous suicide attempts.
Okay.
You know, these teenagers these days,
they get all depressed, and they go to, like,
these deep, dark places.
I also wouldn't rule out the possibility
of some sort of suicide pact.
Okay, maybe. Yeah.
We also found trace under Kim's fingernails.
We'll get the DNA testing tomorrow.
What about a rape kit?
Proved to be inconclusive, due to the lack of trauma.
Okay.
There was one more thing, though.
We discovered some slight bruising on the arms,
but with hands, not with the binding.
It makes me think that they were possibly held down.
So have you ruled out the possibility
of multiple assailants?
Hadn't even considered it.
-Yeah, it was just a thought. -Mm-hmm.
Look, I, um...
I need you to run the DNA on this sample.
Off record.
Ah, well, there's no possible way
I could say yes to that, Karl.
And you know that.
Thanks, Ken.
Where ya goin'?
Karl, you know if you're going rogue,
I am the one person that is gonna be with you.
I know.
Karl, I don't know what I'm doing.
I feel like I'm not doing anything.
I just need some guidance from you.
Just a little bit.
Go be with Beth.
-No. -She needs you right now.
No, I can't, I cannot.
After that, I cannot be with her right now.
Go run surveillance on Adam.
You trust me with that?
He moves, call me.
We good?
We good.
Oh, Marge.
Stop that! No, no!
Talk.
What are we doing here, Jimmy? He is clearly being framed.
Oh.
Oh, so someone planted Beth's body.
Beth was my little sister. I'd never hurt her.
Well, last year you took out a life insurance policy on her,
with you as the benefactor.
So, I have about half a million reasons to suspect you.
We both took out policies on each other.
Why?
So if something happened to one of us,
we could take care of everything.
We don't have other family, we just...
had each other.
You honestly think I killed her?
Beth was beaten to death with your baton.
Karl, you look like shit. What am I supposed to think?
Okay, his baton was taken from his cruiser last night.
Karl, I found remnants of your uniform in your fire pit.
What the hell, man?
There's only one reason someone does that.
Okay, don't respond to that.
You know, the more I learn about your past, the more I wonder.
Two dead. One tortured.
Okay, that has absolutely nothing to do
with this situation.
Where were you last night, Marge?
At the lookout by Adam's place.
You violated a court order.
No.
Never cracked distance.
Karl thought it'd be safer if we had eyes
on a multiple homicide suspect.
Everyone but Beth.
That's not fair.
Why'd you send Marge over to Adam's last night?
Can't hurt anybody if he's under watchful eye.
Hmm. Hmm.
I think you sent Marge over there
so you'd know exactly where she was when you paid Beth a visit.
Is that really what you think, James?
You think, what, I went and picked up Beth,
beat the hell out of her with my baton,
and what, just dumped her in front of my house?
Alright, take it easy, Karl.
We have a boyfriend who injected Beth with heroin...
the same drug he used to disable the other girls.
And that evidence is useless,
because you led a ten-year-old to ID Adam.
Okay, unless we have some real evidence,
I think we're done here.
You're gonna be forced to take a swab.
If one whiff of your DNA shows up on those girls,
you lose all professional curtesy.
Your fire pit?
Well?
Well, what?
Tell me your side.
Are you serious?
At least say it.
Say what, Trent?
That you're innocent!
I've never laid hands on a female in my life.
I believe you.
If you got split personalities, I'm looking at the innocent one.
You watch too much TV.
So, I guess we lay low for awhile.
Yup.
Call if you need me.
Hey!
Are you guys done with this vehicle?
Yeah, you're good to go.
Meredith?
Ken.
Hey, Karl, sorry I missed you.
It's okay.
So that sample you gave me.
Turns out, that's Lisa's blood.
Hope that helps.
Oh, and ah, and one more thing.
The DNA under Kim's fingernails
belongs to Adam Stone.
Thanks, Ken.
Yea, good luck, bud.
-Hey, Karl. -Hey, Elena.
Everything okay?
Not at the moment.
Tell Steve I'll bring it back.
Hey!
What the hell, Karl?
What are you doing here?
Meredith called.
What do you mean, Meredith called?
She said Adam's car was at her house.
When I got there, she was gone.
Why didn't you call me?
You're suspended.
-Did you call for backup? -Yeah.
They're, like, twenty minutes out, though.
Alright, we're not waiting. Come on.
We?
Karl, you go in, nothing will stick.
Hey!
If you're here to kill him, I won't let you.
Then get to him before I do.
Help!
I'm down here!
Help! Help!
Hey. Hey. Hey.
You okay?
It's okay. It's okay. It's okay. There you go.
Shh, shh, it's okay. It's okay.
Marge.
I told you I could help.
Alright. Holster your weapon.
Marge.
Okay.
Just... just go on and put your weapon away.
Alright, look.
We'll fix this, okay, we'll...
Just put your weapon away, okay? Everything's alright.
Yes, come on. Come on.
You know I didn't kill Beth.
Yeah.
We can make this all go away.
It's okay.
No!
Marge.
I couldn't leave without saying goodbye or thank you.
One for the road?
If you're up for the company, I'll pour.
Gosh.
I'm gonna miss this town.
And you.
I mean, you are impossible to read, but gosh,
it was so fun trying.
Here.
Cheers.
Do you know the name James Randi?
-Mm-mm. -No? Magician? Hmm.
In the '90s, his foundation promised one million dollars
to anyone who could prove the existence
of paranormal activity.
So, ghosts, magic.
Even psychic abilities.
However, no one ever claimed that prize, though,
because there was one catch.
The person had to prove that their gift was true.
And that's just impossible.
People can be so gullible in wanting to believe.
Or...
Needing something to believe in.
I admire your fight, Karl, I do.
But deep down, we both know...
you want this ending.
You are so sad.
Everything was so perfect.
Adam didn't know we took the car.
Hell, he was so fucked up tonight
he didn't even know she was in his house.
Mm-mm.
And you, oh, thank you, Karl.
Thank you for convincing the kid he planted the mannequin.
That was fucking perfect.
Everything was perfect until Marge...
Until Marge took the kill from me, but...
-That stupid bitch. -Hey, hey.
We gave them the peace they couldn't have on Earth.
And Karl?
Hey, Karl.
No one felt anything. No one.
Except Beth.
Mm, she felt everything.
It was supposed to be you.
The worthless, alcoholic police chief.
Not Adam.
The skin under Kim's nails was going to be yours.
It was all meant to be on you, Karl!
Until, oh, until you won my respect.
See, all of my research on you didn't prepare me
for what's in here.
That's where I underestimated Karl Harding.
So we have decided to give you a valiant death.
One where your memory will be honored.
And you can move across with them in peace.
Funny how one bullet
can help a man believe...
The impossible.
Get him down! Get him down! Get him down! Hands! Hands!
Let me go!
Donald Whitaker, you're under arrest
for the murder of Karl Harding!
Anything you say can be used against you in a court of law!
Stay down!