Previously on "Big Sky"...
We've had the occasional young female vanish around here.
Rumors about it being a cult.
I'm not looking for a fight. Just two missing girls.
And my husband.
- What have you done? - I just want to find these kids.
- And Cody? - Grace!
- Grace, they're coming! - Hurry up!
The young one somehow got loose.
She's out there?!
Grace?
Aren't you here to help us?
The Sullivan girls have now been missing four days,
along with an unidentified third woman.
There have been hundreds of unsolved abductions
along these same roads,
the majority being indigenous women.
Police have proffered no leads or pattern at this point.
If you see them,
even if you think you have,
I'm begging you to call the police.
And, Grace and Danielle...
if you can somehow hear or see this, we love you.
We will find you.
Something interesting on the television, Ronald?
I don't like to be looked at
or talked to when I'm having my cereal.
Young, pretty girls they were talking about.
Coincides with your urges.
Do you have something to tell me, Ronald?
I beg your pardon?
Do you know why I trim the crusts
off your egg salad sandwiches, Ronald?
It's a reminder that life, be it in eating or otherwise,
is meant to be lived with affection,
with caring,
with a certain mindfulness that gives us wonderful pause.
Not the kind of pause you're giving me at the moment.
Where is this coming from?
Because I'm getting sick of it.
Do you hear me?
I asked you a question!
Do... you... hear... me?!
You punctuate when you get mad!
Oh, sweetheart, I continue to believe
that there's more good in you than bad.
But the day I come to believe otherwise...
that there's more bad in you than good...
that's a terrible day.
For me.
For you.
Hey.
You seeing or hearing any of this?
It's all over!
I'm seeing.
On every damn station!
It's getting too hot.
We have to move them.
I found a taker.
- What does that mean? - It's a different syndicate,
out of Ontario.
They're picking up the merchandise tomorrow.
They're not willing to pay for them,
so can't really call them a buyer.
More like a "take the problem off our hands."
Meet me at the bar.
Who was that?
Business.
Mine.
Do you have something to do with those missing girls, Ronald?
How dare you.
I would hope you can be counted on to do the right thing.
I will do the right thing.
Trust that.
Sometimes doing the right thing
has to give way to doing what's necessary.
I will do what's necessary.
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This really can't be a good idea.
It's my only idea.
It's not like we've got a lot of choices here, okay?
How can you be cold?
- You're burning up. - The infection is causing the fever.
It's fine. Just do it. I'm ready.
This does not seem like something that should work.
It can. Maggots secrete enzymes
that... that target dead tissue.
It's called extracorporeal digestion.
You read this?
YouTube.
Okay, so, they're gonna eat you?
Just the bad stuff. Just the bad stuff.
That looks really infected.
This is be... beyond disgusting.
Maybe that's a positive.
Right? Remember, the plan is to traffic us.
We've gotta look like marketable goods.
And with the maggots on the wound,
it's gonna make it look gnarly. They're gonna freak out, right?
They're gonna have to give me antibiotics
or... or hose me down or something.
But either way, it's gonna buy us time.
And maybe I can get another way out.
I don't have a better idea.
Okay, I just need you guys to help sell it.
Pull them in.
Hey.
If this infection spreads, I'm gonna lose my leg.
Oh, my God.
Ew.
I'm ready.
Ugh.
I'm gonna be sick.
We're all over it, Jenny. I promise you.
But you're not all over Legarski.
Give me so much as a hint of evidence
that Rick Legarski's involved.
He was the last person to see Cody.
That's hardly evidence.
I can't be souring my relationship
with a state trooper on a hunch.
You taught me to trust my hunches.
- Jenny, come on. - My husband is missing, Walter.
My son's girlfriend and her sister.
That's not worth a conversation?
I need to find them.
Louise.
Go ahead.
Reach out to Trooper Rick Legarski.
I'd like to speak with him in my office
at his earliest convenience or sooner.
- Thank you. - Yeah.
Okay, should we show Grandpa?
Yeah. Show Grandpa.
Boing-oing! Ba-la-la-la-la-la!
- Clear your plate. - Okay.
How we doing?
Good.
You seem a little undone.
Which makes sense.
These type of cases have a tendency to...
dredge stuff up.
What stuff?
Let's start with your husband.
- Old news. - Old news.
I... might have been guilty of some bad advice.
I said the only thing you can do is move on,
one foot in front of the other...
advice you took.
I'm thinking now the better advice
might have been "stop and cry some."
Where's this going?
You've been on the run, Cassie.
From yourself, from me, from the moment.
It's all about moving on to the next,
maybe rushing on.
Explains maybe why you tumbled to Cody.
Eyes to me, if you don't mind.
You in love with him?
Maybe.
You done?
I'm okay, Dad.
The sheriff?
- From Lewis and Clark? - Not to worry.
I know the guy.
Walter Tubb.
We go back.
But why does he want to see you?
Could be methamphetamine.
We've been coordinating on the odd raid or two.
Meth is booming again, in case you didn't know.
- The world is going to hell. - This isn't good,
him wanting to talk to you.
No. It isn't.
We'll wrap it up tomorrow.
My mother's got her hackles up, too.
She came right out and asked me.
Asked you about what?
Whether I had anything to do with the girls who disappeared.
I'm sorry. What?
She did.
Why would she ask you about that?
Because she's my mother.
She suspects me of everything.
If somebody shot the pope, she'd ask if I'd done it.
Ronald...
It doesn't mean anything.
Of course it means something!
She didn't ask you about the pope.
She asked you about the girls,
which is something that you did do.
She doesn't know anything.
Then why is she asking?!
Don't you yell at me.
I'm beginning to think you're a loose end, Ronald.
What is that supposed to mean?
You don't think I got an insurance policy.
Anything happens to me, the trail leads right to you.
That right?
I don't think you want a trail leading right to me, Ronald.
You want to know why?
I'm a record keeper.
Fact, I'm a bit anal about that.
And what comes around tends to go around,
if you get my meaning.
You know...
the two people I'm closest to in life
are you and my mother.
And it's sad that you both fail to appreciate
one of my most core values.
And what is that?
That I will do what's necessary.
Is that some sort of a threat?
There's a saying...
"There's nothing so gentle as real strength
and nothing so strong as gentleness."
I'm the gentler man here, Rick.
Trust that.
This is the last moment anyone saw her.
Jerrie?
It had to be a trucker.
So we're off Legarski now?
Not by a long shot.
There's too many eyes on a state trooper.
My bet is he's working with someone.
Record every license plate you can.
- Mm-hmm. - Contact the DOT.
We should get a list
of everyone who drove into that lot.
Tubb just called.
Legarski's on his way to see him.
- Really? Now? - He'll be there by noon.
Okay, then.
Wait, wait, wait, wait! You're gonna plant a tracker
at the sheriff's office in broad daylight?
It's not like we have a lot of opportunities.
It's a crime!
And you're going to the sheriff's office to commit it.
- Denise, time is not on our side. - Even so...
If it is Legarski, we need to see where he goes.
And if you get caught, we get our license pulled.
- So we won't get caught. - We won't get caught.
- What's going on? - She's dying is what's going on.
- Back away. - No.
I have my Taser. Move!
She's going downhill.
- Jesus. - She needs a doctor.
Little hydrogen peroxide.
Here.
Take two of these. For your fever.
Thank you.
I know you want to help her.
Help us.
You have a good heart. I can tell.
Shut up! Next person to tell me
what a good heart I have is dead.
Do you hear me?
Hey. You're gonna be okay.
Oh, my God. Hey.
She really needs a doctor
because your buddy shot her!
No, you can't leave her like this.
Where are you going?
- You can't leave her like this! - She needs help!
- Don't leave her like this!
- Are you kidding me?! - This is your fault!
She's dying!
You can't leave her!
Please!! No!!
Well, I mean, it's just...
you were the last person to see Cody Hoyt.
For a minute or two, tops.
What?
He had a bee in his bonnet
about the Church of Glory and Transcendence
being mixed up in the girls' disappearance.
Man.
Where the hell'd he get that idea?
Conspiracy theory websites.
Wacko fodder, debunked a hundred times.
This here is Cassie Dewell's doing, isn't it?
Well, I mean...
some justified concerns, you ask me.
"Justified concerns."
Good God. What's happened, Walter?
When we were kids, America was special.
"A light unto the world, the shining city on a hill."
President Reagan said so.
Now look at us. We're a dim bulb.
Just a dead town with vacant stores,
busted windows, methamphetamines.
Man, you can't even drink the water.
You seem to be drifting off-point, Rick.
Or maybe it's not a drift at all, more like a shift.
I mean, I asked you to come here
to discuss some missing persons whose lives might be in danger,
and you're banging on about how America don't shine
on the hill like it used to.
No, you asked me in here
because it's open season on the police,
and if a black person now complains, then you're a racist
if you don't jump up and do a backflip.
That's what this here is... you doing a backflip.
And I don't like it.
It's too much equality run amok, is what this here is.
- Alright, you're out of line. - No, you're out of line!
This Cassie Dewell, she gets all in a ruffle,
and, well, then it is cancel Rick Legarski.
My, my, my.
We've lost the plot.
You can burn the flag, you can spit on the police,
but if you say "Blue Lives Matter,"
then you're a-a bigot.
Especially if it's a blue white life.
Look at what it's come to.
I venture out for Cody Hoyt while I'm off-duty.
I do the same thing for his pant-suit partner.
What does it get me?
Being called in for questioning.
And I am sick and tired.
Okay, let's do it.
Officer Legarski?
What brings you to Helena?
You did.
You filed a complaint.
Under the heading "No good deed goes unpunished."
Jenny Hoyt. I don't believe we've met.
Cody's wife.
Yeah. I'd say it's a pleasure,
but not under these circumstances, of course.
Of course.
We heard from Cody?
We haven't.
Well, he's been known to go off the beaten path.
I'm... I'm sure he'll turn up.
He was last seen with you, I'm told.
See what I mean?
Open season on the badge.
My, my, my.
Help you?
You make these?
They're quite wonderful.
Thank you.
Chenille hand-knotted.
I'm impressed.
As am I!
I'll take it.
Okay.
Knows his quilts and knows what he wants.
It's $89.50.
But we're still running the COVID special,
so 10% off.
Excellent.
- Everything okay? - Yes.
Why are you staring at me?
Please forgive me.
You are a very beautiful woman.
Ah.
I-It's still the same price.
We've discontinued the flattery discount.
I'm willing to pay full price.
And I wasn't being disingenuous.
I just...
A woman told me I was handsome once,
and it gave me a good feeling, which made me think,
"How many attractive people are there in the world
who simply have no idea that others find them so?"
I make a point to mention it.
Got it.
Thank you.
Beauty and kindness should never go unmentioned.
Oh, so, I'm kind now, too?
And sad.
Melancholia has its own appeal, as well.
I-I beg your pardon. I've overstepped.
Having already crossed the line, may I ask,
have you ever gone to the Willis House taxi dances?
Uh, I'm sorry?
In Helena, every Thursday night,
people go to dance or just be social.
A lot of married people, too,
whose spouses don't like to dance.
I-It's not about hooking up or...
or sex or anything vulgar.
It's just about, mm...
dancing.
Ah.
Where lonely older people pay less lonely younger people
- to dance with them? - There is some of that.
I do that. I charge women.
But... I wouldn't charge you.
Right. Because... I'm beautiful.
Yeah.
And... kind.
Don't forget sad.
Do you make a habit of going into brick-and-mortars
and asking proprietors to go to taxi dances?
I don't.
Let me ask you a question.
When is the last time that you danced?
A million years ago.
That's what I thought!
That's too bad.
A person should find joy.
This is extraordinary craftsmanship.
It really would be my pleasure...
to dance with you.
I don't think she's fit to be moved.
She has to be moved. Tomorrow.
Which is why we got a problem.
Are you sure she's not faking it?
I don't put anything past that one.
I saw the leg.
She needs the antibiotics. I gave her some peroxide,
but she needs something stronger.
Alright.
I'll head out there.
Hey.
- You okay? - Am I okay?
How can I be okay?
I killed two people.
And you add to that the... the... the news and the...
the police.
Ronald, these are underage girls.
It's not like Alan Dershowitz is gonna hop on a private jet
and fly out here to defend us.
Actually...
We just got to have them on that truck for Canada tomorrow,
be done with it.
I can only get a partial read on a lot of these plates.
I could scrub this footage until my eyes bleed,
but unless we have another camera...
No such luck.
Let's explore the truckers we got,
go from there.
_
What time did the Jasper West Trucking rig pull in?
Uh, 30 minutes before Jerrie entered frame.
Brad Gunther.
Two convictions for assault.
Both victims were women.
Six arrests for solicitations,
- three convictions. - Fits the profile.
He's independent, hauls beef along Highway 89.
Puts him on the same route as the girls.
Exactly. Schedule's the same every day,
which means he's gonna be there tonight.
- What are you thinking? - I'm thinking we can't just sit around
waiting for Legarski to show his hand.
He's working with someone. You said so yourself.
He's not the only trucker with a rap sheet.
We've got a whole list of suspects here.
If those girls were ever in that truck,
there has to be DNA.
I can pull something... a sheet, a pillow.
Maybe we can get a match.
How do you get access?
How do you think?
No, no-no-no, no-no-no-no.
Wha... And you're calling me reckless?
Undercover was my thing.
You're not going undercover without backup. No.
- Cassie can be backup. - No. Too dangerous.
Denise, it's like mowing the grass.
I've gone undercover as a prostitute before.
He's on the move again...
Legarski.
Oh, he's leaving that All In Bar in Emigrant.
Going southeast?
Keep an eye on him. He's headed off grid.
In the meantime, we're gonna go after Gunther.
We'll be good.
Oh, my God, Grace, you're burning up.
The maggots aren't working.
- I'm okay. - No, Grace.
You're not.
You do feel hotter.
My, my, my. Heard someone has an ouchie.
You think this is funny?
Funny as in "Ha ha," funny as in "That's odd,"
or funny as in "That's off-the-charts sicko-weird"?
There's all kinds of funnies out there, isn't there, missy?
You left out kidnapping.
That's a laugh.
Jack-off.
What did you just say?
This girl needs medical treatment.
Which is why I came out to help her.
But maybe I should help you
wash out that nasty little mouth with soap.
But something tells me
that nasty mouth is just the tip of the iceberg.
Leave her alone.
You know the irony here?
I got into this whole thing for the youth,
to clean up America,
to give the kids a fighting chance
against the rising tide of moral decay.
The ick, the rot.
You two wholesome girls got caught up in the web,
which is unfortunate.
Who gets to wash the filth out of your mouth?
I've about had enough of you.
Aw! Do you think that?
I do admire your fortitude.
Now let me see that leg.
Stop. What is that?
Just a little antibiotics.
- I don't like needles. - Well, you're gonna like this one.
My cousin's a vet.
Now, you may feel a little prick.
I'm looking at one.
It's okay. It's okay.
You're okay. You're okay.
? We'll meet again ?
? Don't know where ?
? Don't know when ?
? But I know we'll meet again ?
? Some sunny day ?
? Keep smilin' through ?
? Just like you always do ?
You okay?
Yeah.
You really think this trucker could be the guy?
Fits the profile, which...
What's wrong?
Nothing.
Cassie.
Cassie?
Just tucked in Kai, and he asked me what life's about.
Where do kids come up with these questions, you know?
"What's life about?"
The only thing that came to my mind is cruelty.
Did you say that to him?
No.
But maybe I should have.
Sometimes I-I wonder if we're doing them any favors,
filling their heads with optimism
and "good will toward man" crap.
You think somebody could have prepared you
that your mother would take her life when you were 11?
That your husband would come back from Afghanistan
in a body bag?
Not about that.
Maybe it is.
Cassie, this whole thing has rattled you.
How did you go on after Mom?
Just did.
I know, but how?
You.
I went on 'cause of you, just like you go on 'cause of Kai.
Oh, come on.
I gotta go.
Maybe you should wear a wire.
Good idea. But I don't have one.
Well, at least leave your phone on so I can hear.
I'll be okay. It's not my first rodeo.
Drive in over to the east side.
No. I'm parking where I can keep an eye on the truck.
In which case he might see you.
Jenny, if I'm backup, then I'm backing up.
? I feel so bad, I got a worried mind ?
? I'm so lonesome all the time ?
? Since I left my baby behind ?
? On Blue Bayou ?
? Saving nickels, saving dimes ?
? Working till the sun don't shine ?
? Looking forward to happier times ?
? On Blue Bayou ?
- Ma'am, please excuse me. - ? I'm going back someday ?
Ma'am?
- Ma'am? - ? To Blue Bayou ?
Quilt lady?
Ma'am? Quilt lady?
Please forgive me.
I-I'm Mitchell.
I'm leaving.
Please don't.
Something inside you told you to come here,
and you listened.
Dance with me.
I'm old enough to be your mother.
You certainly are not.
I'm not looking for anything.
Other than a dance and...
maybe some company.
Why me, exactly?
You won't like my answer.
Try me.
You seem really lonely.
Gives us something in common.
Okay. It's now or never.
What's going on, sweetheart?
- Hey, baby! - Hey, boys!
Into my truck!
You look handsome!
I like it like this.
Hey, baby.
Hello.
You know you got the best-looking truck in the lot?
I was hoping the guy inside would match.
I'm not disappointed.
You clean?
Hygiene's important to me. I got a family.
I'm very clean.
Um...
Ah!
- Nice setup. - Thank you.
You know, you spend so much time in these things,
it's important to make them feel like home, you know?
So... ? What's your fancy?
Well, um, I'm gonna need you to sanitize first.
Well, hygiene's important to me, remember?
- Mm. - I'm kind of a germophobe, actually.
- Um... - Yeah.
So, um, you know, if... if I had my druthers,
I'd, uh... I'd only engage with Russian hookers,
because they tend to be way more hygienic.
But, you know, can't always have your druthers
in Montana.
Okay.
I need you to gargle.
Cheers.
Okay, um...
Excuse me. Uh...
- what's your name? - Let's go with George.
George, I haven't been honest.
I'm an undercover police officer.
- I beg your pardon? - You can relax.
I'm not gonna bust you.
But I am gonna take a few items.
What do you mean?
I'm not at liberty to discuss.
But I am taking DNA samples from all the trucks.
- Nothing to worry about. - No, no, no. Hold on a second.
Y-You can't just come in here and search without a warrant.
Well, first off, I was invited in.
Show me your badge.
- I just showed you my badge. - Show it to me again!
I don't believe you're a cop!
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
- Hey! - Aah!
I want my stuff back right now.
You are not a cop.
Not a good idea, George.
I don't know who you are or what you are,
but you jumped into the wrong truck tonight.
You hear me? You're giving me back my stuff.
And then you're gonna come inside
and finish what we started.
Ohh!
Drop it! Drop it!
Gun down now. I said now!
Okay.
Well, he should've never had a gun.
Violated his probation. He'll be locked up for a bit.
As for you...
I have half a mind to throw both of you in a cell, too.
On what grounds?!
I didn't hit him till he pulled a knife.
- Self-defense. Remember? - I'm not kidding here, Jenny.
Neither are we.
If those girls' DNA is on any of those items...
Alright, you know what? Both of you are out of control,
and it has got to stop. Okay, next time,
don't expect any more favors from this department.
Your ride is out front.
? We skipped the light fandango ?
? Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor ?
? I was feeling... ?
This is nice, isn't it?
To be perfectly honest,
I'm not sure I know what this even is.
We're dancing.
Doesn't have to lead to anything, Merrilee.
? The room was humming... ?
Usually, when men dance, they want it to go somewhere.
Well, you're safe with me.
I've been hurt before.
And I have no interest in being emotionally dependent.
But I do like to dance.
And I do like to feel physical touch.
? The waiter brought a tray ?
Dancing is safe.
We can't get hurt.
? As the miller told his tale ?
? That her face, at first just ghostly ?
? Turned a whiter shade of pale ?
Hmm.
Is the trucker the guy or not?
We don't know.
Doesn't sound like they're gonna run the DNA.
Well, did you see anything suspicious
while in the cab with him?
Not really. Buys his sanitizer in bulk.
Anything new on Legarski? Any movement?
Well, he did spend some time at a location
that on Google Earth
is either an old homestead or an abandoned farmland
about an hour from the bar,
middle of nowhere, could be government land.
How much time?
Half-hour or so.
And you said "middle of nowhere"?
Yep.
Where the hell have you been?
I've been calling you all night.
I've been busy.
Doing what?!
I have a job. Remember?
How's the little one?
Shot her full of antibiotics. She'll be okay.
What time's the pickup?
Uh, 3:00.
It'll give us time to get 'em showered and dressed.
This better work.
I'm at the end of my rope, Ronald. I'm telling you.
Maybe I'm at the end of my rope, too.
Do you ever consider that?
Where you been?
Out.
Out?
My God, woman. It's near midnight.
Well, I'm home.
Where were you, Merrilee?
I was dancing, Rick.
Dancing?
Yes. Dancing.
Remember the concept?
Dancing with who?
Customer from work.
What's going on here?
I'm not having an affair.
No such luck.
Just dancing.
Which I'll settle for.
I'm gonna go to bed.
Good night.
Maybe we should wait, call in backup.
And how would that conversation go?
"Hey, Tubb.
We put an illegal tracker on a state trooper."
We're out of favors.
Then we do things my way...
stick together, have each other's backs.
Nothing impulsive.
Says the girl who told me to punch her in the face.
Not our finest moment.
We on the same page?
Hey.
Yeah.
Hello?
Ohh!
- Jesus! - You okay?
Fine. You?
Anybody here?!
Cody?! Danielle?!
Did you notice any exterior windows?
No.
Why?
Cody? Grace? Jerrie?
Did you hear that?
Anything?
More of the same. Junk.
They've never come twice in one night.
- Okay, I don't hear anythi... - Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh! Shut up.
Let's check out the other buildings.
We got a lot of ground to cover here.
It's like I've solved a math problem,
but I can't show my work.
What are you talking about?
Someone's here.
Hello?!
Hey!
I feel we're close.
- Help! - Help us!
Help!!
Hello?! We're down here!
- Please! - We're down here!
Cassie?
We gotta move.
Legarski could be on his way back.
Let's go.
- Help! - Help!
Thought I heard something.
- Help! - Help!
- Help!!
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