Previously, on Beyond...
Steven, about what happened at the bar...
Nothing happened at the bar. Let's leave it at that.
Holden, we're promoting you.
Are you serious?
In order to protect your son, we need to know
what Hollow Sky wants with him.
You want me to get back together with Ian?
Hello, Christine. I just stopped by so I could give you this.
We all miss you.
Shoemacher's secret stash.
They're chemo pills?
Hi. Holden invited me for dinner.
How did you say you two met again?
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Diego!
Okay.
Damn, I was hoping you quit,
or got hit by a truck on your way in.
You sure as hell look it.
My alarm didn't go off.
Right, must be nice...
making your own hours, rolling in whenever you feel like it.
See, I wouldn't know.
I show up late, I get canned.
You'd probably get an expense account.
I'm sorry, all right? I'll make up for this.
You better.
Daddy's safety net doesn't reach all the way over to me.
You screw up, you're taking me down with you.
I'm out on my ass.
Hey, you listening to me?
Yeah, I hear you.
Oh. Daddy wants to see you.
Probably wants to introduce you to your new step-mom.
Here you go, Aileen.
Am I seeing straight, Matthews?
I have you down here for another double shift.
Really? I thought that was a sign-up sheet for softball.
I'm kidding, Mr. Franklin.
Do you, uh, foresee a problem with my scheduling choice?
Only if you're not interested in assistant manager.
Actually, it's, uh, been a lifelong dream of mine.
Well, how about closing tonight? Think you could do that for me?
Wow, the keys to the castle?
Bestowed upon me?
Something like that.
All right, that is one one-percent
caffè crema for...
Riley.
Hey... Luke.
Riley.
You were always great at remembering how I took my coffee.
Yeah.
Well, you, uh...
told the cashier.
When you get a chance,
can we...
talk?
Uh... yeah.
No, no, no. I'm just saying that the loss is noticeable
since the last time I was here.
It's all about making better choices, right?
Well, from where I'm standing, Tom, it serves you real well.
Well, thank you.
Hi. Uh... sorry to interrupt.
You wanted to see me?
I did.
Where the hell have you been?
You being late reflects on me, right?
Be on time.
It... it won't happen again.
This is my son, Holden.
Nice to meet you, Holden.
Your dad won't stop gushing over you.
Well, his tardiness not withstanding.
I got something for you.
This is the new part for the Rick Waring plane.
The longest-standing client we have, 25 years.
Let's make it 26, please.
Log its numbers into the ERP
and then get it over to Tech, ASAP. All right?
Hey.
You were moved up
because we all agreed that you could handle this.
Let's see to it that we made the right decision, all right?
Yeah, I-I got this.
I know you do.
All right, get to work.
- Okay. - See ya.
Manso!
Vení, Manso!
Manso!
Just put the things in the living room.
I'll be right out.
He just went down.
Thank you for the supply run. Was it crowded?
When you said someone from church brought this over,
you didn't say anything about Helping Hands.
Oh, sorry, I didn't think it mattered.
It matters.
Who gave this to you?
What? Why? Why, what's going on?
Are you involved in Helping Hands?
Well, if by involved, you mean getting support,
then yes, the answer is yes.
This isn't funny, Christine.
Okay...
Helping Hands has strong ties to a religious cult.
What?
Now I'm part of a cult?
No, I'm not saying that. You're not, not yet.
I'm just looking out for you.
Next thing you know, you're eyeball-deep
in something that you can't get out of.
"Can't get out of"? J-Jeff, I'm an adult.
I can decide whether a church is right for me or not.
It's not a church!
Just let me find something else for you.
- Okay? - No, no.
Just stop.
This is not about what you need, Jeff.
Kevin is gone and I am alone,
raising a baby boy by myself.
- You're not alone! - Okay, fine, you're right.
I'm not alone. Helping Hands is there for me.
They give me the strength to put one foot in front of the other,
and I am not about to turn away any help,
just so you can go down another one of your rabbit holes.
- That's not what this is. - Yes, it is.
And it's starting to sound like one of your conspiracy theories.
All right, look, look.
I know my brother's told you some things about me.
Some of it's probably true.
But Pastor Ian...
Christine...
he may be responsible for Kevin's murder.
Don't do that, Jeff.
Don't go there.
- Look, Christine... - Get out.
I know that look.
You don't believe me.
Seriously, can you blame me?
It's not like we had a heartwarming send-off.
You threw me under the bus.
With the Dean.
I was afraid...
and I completely fell apart,
and I am so, so sorry.
If it matters at all,
I've been making better choices.
You know, like... sitting here with you.
Well, I'm glad that, uh,
me getting kicked out of school
had a positive effect on your life.
I should go back to work.
Hey...
thanks for taking a minute.
I know you didn't have to.
I'm sorry I hurt you.
Yeah, well, as you can clearly see,
I'm capable of landing on my own two feet.
Um, it was really great seeing you, Luke.
We should, you know...
do this again sometime.
You know, if hell freezes over...
or something.
Yeah.
I'll see you.
Soy latte for Gina.
Great to see you, Diane.
Oh, same.
I, uh, hope everything is okay?
Of course, all things considered.
Well, resilience has become
the Matthews family mantra.
Or patience,
because we have no choice but...
Ian, listen.
I put you on the hot seat
about things I clearly don't understand.
Oh. Well, Diane, you've never asked a question that wasn't worth asking.
Well...
I a-appreciate that,
but I was relentless.
No.
No, I was.
Spanish Inquisition bad.
No, Ian, I shouldn't have questioned you.
It...
Hollow Sky has nothing to do with Holden.
It's just that...
over the years, Tom had gotten so hell-bent
on assigning blame to something.
I didn't realize that
that had spilled over on to me.
Well, we all need something tangible to hold on to.
Whether it be for the purpose of help
or-or blame.
I miss you.
I miss you, too.
Can we just... hit the reset button?
Can I hit the reset button?
You know, I, um...
I cherish us, the idea of you and I.
Diane, I do.
But for now, I feel that the space
we've put between us is right.
Oh...
It...
It's just, um...
I'm just saying it doesn't have to be.
Ian!
Jeff?
Keep your helping hand off Christine!
- You hear me? - Jeff!
Stay away from my family!
Jeff! Let him go! Let him go!
- What are you doing? - Man needs a talking-to.
Jeff, whatever this is, okay, you're not thinking clearly.
Just go home and sleep it off!
You don't want to spend the night in jail!
Please, Jeff!
Please... please!
Jeff, I'm asking you.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. Are you okay?
Are you okay?
I'm just glad you were here, Diane.
Me, too.
This one's rudder trim assembly. This one's fuel distro.
And tell them there's one more on the way, all right?
Hey, let's go. Keep it moving! Feed the line!
I got a plane in bay 4 waiting on an emergency power pack installation.
Where the hell is it?
Emergency power pack? I don't have it.
What do you mean you don't have it?
Daddy said he handed you the box this morning.
Yeah. Right, I...
I'll find it.
It's for the G2 Single,
Rick Waring plane,
high-cotton client.
I swear, if you screw this up for me...
That plane hits inspection first thing in the morning.
It'd be great if you found the thing that enabled the plane
to actually fly! Twenty-five years of loyalty.
Our clients kind of expect their planes not to fall out of the sky!
I said I'll find it!
Okay!
You don't have a choice, Matthews.
Happy hunting!
- Willa, hi. - Hi.
Is everything, uh, okay?
Yeah. I'd like to order something.
That's what people do in here, right?
Yeah.
Unless you're Emerson and Hawthorne over there.
Uh, green tea, then. With honey.
So, is your family still talking about
my dinner theater the other night?
Uh, as amazing as that was,
it's not even an honorable mention
in the Matthews Family chronicles.
What about Holden?
What about him?
I just... I know he needs time to cool down,
and I wanna give him his space, but...
I just... I don't know if he's waiting for me
to make the first move,
of if he's gonna reach out.
And maybe by keeping my distance,
I'm just exacerbating this...
this...
Fight?
You know what might help you relax?
- What? - A run.
I mean, go for a long run.
Or a short one.
You like G-Buck?
What?
FlyBoi Keno, Four Color Zack?
Who?
You're making this up, aren't you?
Download "ShakeLine"...
and crank it up to 11. Trust me.
They just did clinical trials with the FDA.
I-I could run a marathon,
and it still wouldn't fix things between me and Holden.
No...
that one, you're just gonna have to tackle yourself.
You know, the silent treatment
only works if you aren't silent to begin with.
Our house needs a lot of things.
Look...
I finally know where he is.
This is it.
This is moving forward for me,
okay, for us.
No...
Holden's not the reason
I'm going back to Fort Reed.
Arthur had no regard
for me or for you.
If we hadn't found a way out,
he'd still be using us!
Do you... No!
Not before he took what he wanted.
And now are you gonna let him take more?
Everything we need is right here,
it's right in front of us.
I wish you could see it.
I don't want to intrude.
I just thought I should come see you.
Tom and I directed so much of our hate, over the years,
at this cabin.
What it represented.
You hated me,
not the cabin.
It's okay.
No hard feelings.
What do you want, Diane?
I wanna talk to you about Pastor Ian.
Tom showed me everything you two found.
Tom doesn't even know the half of it.
He knows what happened to Kevin could just as easily
have happened to Holden.
That's why I was at Pastor Ian's office today.
To get back together, to get closer to him.
To find out more about Hollow Sky.
Closer to Ian?
Doesn't sound like a Tom plan.
It's not.
Tom and I, we...
we've been talking to the FBI.
The FBI?
Diane, no, they'll just paint a target on your back.
What they need is something actionable.
I think I can get it for them.
Putting yourself in the crosshairs for the feds
is not the way to go about this.
And what happened at Pastor Ian's office today,
that is?
Jeff, you're lucky he's not pressing charges.
I'm just trying to protect Christine.
And I'm just trying to protect Holden.
Sorry.
Yeah.
What time?
Tell her I'm on my way.
I love this game.
It's a classic.
Can I...
Can I smoke this here?
Window.
I'm loving this batcave.
I almost forgot what it's like to have my own space.
Having roommates is, uh,
extremely overrated.
Mine's having a party tonight,
and I wasn't invited.
I've been... unjustly accused.
Let me guess,
you forgot to fill the ice cube tray.
A stash of uppers went missing,
and she's blaming me, says I took them.
Mm-hmm.
And the other shoe drops.
Well, did you?
Hell no! But I know who did.
She made the mistake of having him over two nights ago.
Hm. And she doesn't believe you?
I'm somewhat challenged for evidence at the moment.
That'll change.
What's that supposed to mean?
It means, I'm gonna get the pills back.
Just because she believes every word that comes out of this townie-clown's
pierced, tobacco-stained lips,
doesn't mean I have to.
Okay.
So, let's just say that, um, you're right.
What are you gonna do?
Look, I know him, okay?
Like, "know him" know him?
It was... short-lived.
In every way imaginable.
Yeah, I don't want to imagine that in any way.
Point is...
I know where the treasure's buried.
Besides,
it's not like...
I'm asking for your help.
- You're not? - Mm-mm.
I'm just, uh...
just making conversation.
Conversation's good.
We always really did make a great team.
Yeah, um...
t-teams are good.
Maybe I should, um...
I should just come with you.
You know, so nobody gets hurt.
You don't think I can handle myself.
Just consider it an insurance policy.
Hey.
Hi.
Is Luke around?
Uh, supposed to be. Aah!
Had to bail. Said he wasn't feeling well.
Oh.
Okay.
Thanks.
Come on, Christine.
Your car's here.
I'm here to apologize.
I overreacted.
Yeah, you did.
So, Pastor Ian told you?
Told me what?
Just that I had spoken to him and everything.
Listen, I, um...
I want to say...
I wanna say that...
I support you,
and the choices that you need to make.
It's just...
there's nothing I won't do to protect you and Landon.
I need to be in my nephew's life.
It's important to me.
I know.
And I'm gonna be leaning on you a lot.
But just know that I will absolutely do this on my own if I have to.
You won't have to.
I'll give you $4,000 to empty his diaper bin.
I'm, uh, I'm gonna have to think about that one.
Oh, well name your price.
Not quite the same.
No, it isn't.
But we have to make it all work, don't we?
How's the family?
Beautiful wife.
Lovely daughter.
Family's good.
Still blissfully unaware of the bigger picture,
if that's what you're asking.
Mm.
And Charlie?
Job's done.
Scattered her remains, no bread crumbs.
Good.
My turn. What's our plan for Holden Matthews?
Keep a very close eye on him for when we need him again.
You mean, for when it's time to pull Frost back out?
Not necessarily.
Need I remind you, Frost is...
happily reunited with this wife.
It's what the man wanted.
Nothing was said about him never coming back.
Never...
say...
never.
Explain.
What's the backbone of our organization?
I forgot my No. 2 pencil.
Our believers.
We must continue to guide them
to the proposed and promised afterlife.
The timetable for Frost's return is predicated
on what we're able to accomplish during his absence.
Fortunately, I've already built the necessary infrastructure.
What are you asking me to do?
I'm giving you an opportunity.
Isn't that what you wanted?
Frost always put great faith in you.
Which is why I want your help running this organization
while he's away.
Happy to help in any way I can.
Pleased to hear it.
Frost would be gratified to know you and I
are driving this forward together.
Welcome aboard.
Yes?
It's time.
Yes, dispose of him.
Discreetly.
And promise me,
that jacket,
it goes in the hole with him.
Thank you so much.
"Oh...
Daddy, let me stay late.
Daddy, let me prove I'm not a jack-hole."
Okay, uh, maybe I flipped the first two letters in the computer.
Yeah, okay, uh, maybe this power pack
wound up in the hydraulics aisle.
If I don't get my two-percent bump because of this,
they're gonna hear from me, guarantee that.
Okay, okay, uh, check this number:
LX98933YK.
No, that's a hydraulics number, Matthews.
Didn't you hear what I just said?
Are you seriously gonna bitch-slap me right now?
No, I'm trying to make this right, all right?
Well, then, quit!
You wanna make this right, quit.
No! I'm not a quitter.
Well, you sure as hell ain't one of us.
You're head is just too far up your own ass
to admit that you don't even want this job.
Well, guess what, Matthews? I do.
And I wasn't skipping rungs in the company ladder
while you were off counting sheep.
I was in a coma!
Do you think I wanted that? Like somehow being unconscious
for the last 12 years gave me a leg up on everyone else?
Stop blaming me for something I had no control over
and help me look for this power pack!
No control?
You're the dumbass who misplaced it to begin with.
It was you! You did this!
You did this. You have to fix this.
What the hell?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Wha...?
Ah!
Whoa!
Matar...
matar...
Diego!
Diego! Diego! Diego!
Diego, no!
Ah!
Franco!
Franco! Franco!
Ah!
Hey! Taxi!
Fort Reed...
in Kansas.
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