[VO] Previously on Good Cop/Bad Cop...
Gina?
- We're making a fresh start. - [Carson] Right.
Someone killed and dismembered a man, and got away with it.
[Sam] Also there's a plastic packet
of Valentine's Day hearts at the same depth.
Your grandma's boyfriend was a bus driver who disappeared?
Sam, do you remember that old police report you found?
The one where the lady reported her boyfriend missing?
Uh, yeah. The bus driver, Valentine's Day, 1987.
- [crowd cheering, applauding] - [exciting music]
[announcer, over loudspeaker] Get up now, Travis -
it's showtime!
Uh-oh, what's this?
[crowd cheering]
[man laughs]
Whoa, ah!
[Travis laughs]
[door clangs open]
[announcer] And up next we have our youngest competitor -
Jimmy James Belushi!
[girl 1] Hey, that's Wyatt Armstrong.
[girl 2] Is he okay?
- [man] Let's go, Wyatt. - [woman] Let's go, Wyatt.
[crowd cheering]
[Western-style music]
- [Wyatt grunts] - Wyatt!
What the hell?
He's not worth it, baby.
- Come on, Wyatt. - Silvio, come on. Let's go.
[announcer] Next up is two-time Silver Saddle winner,
Wyatt Armstrong!
[crowd cheering, applauding]
- [bull snorts] - Good, Wyatt?
Alright, you can do this.
[announcer speaking over loudspeaker indistinctly]
[crowd cheering]
[bull snorts]
- [Wyatt grunts] - [crowd gasping]
[theme music]
Okay. That ends this session of the City Council.
- Thank you, everyone. And... - No, it doesn't, Bonnie.
You've got to look at the back of the agenda.
[PA feedback]
[whispers] You can't belittle me here, Rick.
It's in the divorce settlement.
[Rick] Alright, everybody...
Where is this clerk?
We're going to be late for lunch with Dad and Nadia.
And the chances we find
our skeletal John Doe here are slim to none.
The City Council digital archive
has every copy of the Eden Vale Gazette since 1980.
We could get lucky.
We need to find a full name for our dismembered victim.
I'm glad Dad's happy about the engagement,
but I went over there for breakfast this morning
and he was... singing.
Ugh, I hate when he sings.
He swears he's a tenor, but God made him a bass.
How did he rope you into two meals in the same day?
Oh, he didn't.
Marci and I went over to congratulate them
and we watched CSI: Miami with Nadia.
I gotta get sunglasses so I can put them on
every time I say something dramatic like David Caruso.
That... would be cool.
- Would it, though? - [door opens]
This way.
Okay, so we know our John Doe was a bus driver named Tommy.
Search words are...?
[Lou] 'Tom', 'Tommy', 'Thomas' and 'bus'.
- Oh! - Ooh.
64,000 hits. That can't be right.
[clicks mouse]
Oh.
'Tom' is flagging as 'tomorrow'
and 'bus' is flagging as 'business'.
[sighs] This is going to take forever.
You know what this needs?
An elite task force.
As in get Szczepkowski and Ray to do it?
Yeah.
If I call it a task force and give it a cool name,
it'll distract them from how much this is going to suck.
Like when you appointed me
to the Presidential Council of cleaning your room for you?
No. No, that was real.
- but just the upright one. - Yeah, okay.
Uh, hey, um, don't be weird about it,
but a couple years ago, Dad said if he ever got remarried
he'd ask me to be his Best Man, so...
Of course he's going to ask you.
You're the daughter he's always wanted and the son he never had.
And I already recused myself from the position
because I don't believe in the concept of marriage.
- ♪ Here comes the bride ♪ - Don't sing it.
♪ All dressed in white... ♪ [continues humming]
- Told ya. - Dad. No.
You can't sing in public.
- What? - Private is also no picnic.
[Hank] You two would be so proud of me.
I'm ticking off wedding tasks left and right.
Tomorrow Nadia and I go to our pre-marital counselling session.
Is Russian Orthodox tradition.
[Hank chuckling] Yeah.
And there's something I want to ask you, Louise.
I know that at some...
Hey, Grady. What are you doing there?
Ah, well...
gotta pay the bills.
Not a lot of career opportunities for someone my age
whose coaching career ended in a public scandal, so...
[chuckling awkwardly] Yeah.
Uh, what, uh... so how's... how's Linda doing?
- Staying at her sister's. - Mm-hm.
I found it a bit tough to stick to her two-beer-a-night rule.
But I hear that, uh, congratulations are in order.
So happy for you both.
Well, again, congratulations.
Thanks, pal.
Agh, what is everyone else having?
He was my best friend. I hate to see him like this.
He was Best Man at your first wedding.
Maybe you make him Best Man again.
It will bring him joy.
- Uh... - What? You hate this idea?
No. No, no, no, no, no. I... It's a wonderful idea.
Hey, uh, hey, bud.
Yep.
I wonder if you would consider being my Best Man again?
- Yes. - Yeah?
Yeah, I mean, uh, that means a lot to me. Thank you.
- [Hank] Yeah, yeah, yeah, sure. - [Grady] Thank you. Thanks.
- [Hank] Excellent. - [man] Order up!
Great, great, great.
And Louise will be my Maid of Honour. Yes?
Yes.
'Course.
Love to.
Louise, why is this your face?
- I don't... Mm. - [phone rings]
[with mouth full] Yes, what is it, Bradley?
Okay.
We've got a dead body at the rodeo.
Can I...?
[Lou] Nadia's already sending me dresses.
Oof. I have indigestion.
It's because you ate your feelings as usual
instead of telling Dad he hurt them
when he didn't ask you to be his Best Man.
My feelings aren't hurt.
I was just hungry.
And from what Bradley said on the phone,
this sounds like an accident.
Let's just get in and out.
County Sheriff's Office can take the lead on this one.
I'm assuming that's code for
"you haven't seen Carson since you had Lily
ticket his ex-wife's car in a fit of jealousy".
From a very specific angle,
she was obstructing the fire hydrant.
Hey. So, what have we got?
Uh, Wyatt Armstrong. Two-time Silver Saddle winner.
That's Travis, the clown who was first to the body.
Can you tell us what happened?
Wyatt landed hard.
He shouldn't have been ridin' in that state.
Witness reports indicate that Armstrong was intoxicated.
I can tell from your face that you're upset, sir.
What?
Anything else you can tell us?
Uh, I found an empty whiskey bottle
in the trash of Armstrong's RV.
Sounds like an autopsy will confirm
this is an accidental death.
It's such a tragedy.
Armstrong was a year sober.
How do you know Wyatt was sober?
I know all about bull riders.
I'm kind of like a super-fan, so...
Did Wyatt often ride drunk?
Yeah. I mean, he did it most of his career.
Did someone give this man mouth to mouth?
Mm-hm.
That means there will be excess air in his lungs.
I'm going to smell this dead man's breath.
Why? And how?
By exerting pressure... here.
[Wyatt's body exhales]
No whiskey on the breath.
Wyatt Armstrong wasn't drunk.
Looks like this cowboy...
was murdered.
Did you bring those just for that?
Yes. [Chuckles]
Unfortunately, human sniff tests don't hold up in court,
so if this is murder, we need proof.
So, alright, super-fan, it's your time to shine.
Bring us up to speed on everything Wyatt Armstrong.
Alright, well, you'd better strap in
'cause the world of rodeo is basically Days of Our Lives
in leather chaps.
Mmm, I am a sucker for a good soap opera.
Scandalise me!
Alright, Wyatt Armstrong was a fierce, fierce competitor.
Alright, he was a bit of a lover and a fighter.
Couple of years back, Wyatt's rival, Billy Baxter,
aka Billy the Kid, sustained a career-ending injury.
- Oh, no! - [Bradley] Oh, yeah. Yeah.
But he found a new rival, no problem - Silvio Oliveria.
Great name for a rival. So mysterious.
Oh, yeah, he is. But I tell you what's not mysterious?
Wyatt's love life. He was a bit of a tom cat.
Now, Wyatt's ex, Karlee, lost her shot at going to Vegas
to compete in the Rodeo pageant because of Wyatt.
What did Wyatt do?
He was a guest judge at the qualifying pageant.
He cast the deciding vote for Karlee's opponent
because he thought that she was hotter.
- [gasps] No! - [Bradley] Yeah!
Which is why Karlee left Wyatt for... guess who?
[Lou and Bradley] Silvio!
Whoa, you weren't kidding! This is some juicy stuff.
- Yeah. - Do you have any facts
pertinent to the case, Bradley, or is this just all gossip?
Yeah, yeah, um...
The staff doctor was with Wyatt in his RV
before Wyatt's ride.
Probably... probably should've led with that.
Yes.
[Carson] Beaten to a crime scene by EVPD?
- I'm in an alternate reality. - Welcome to the multiverse.
[Carson chuckles]
Where have you been hiding?
Pssh. I wasn't hiding from you.
Never. Never.
Hey, um, do you have any of those
fancy rapid drug and alcohol saliva tests?
Witnesses say our guy was drunk,
but Henry didn't smell alcohol on his breath.
Wait. You smelled the dead man's breath?
Yes. Yes, he did. It was a whole thing.
Body's this way.
[Henry] It was murder...
Hey, is everything okay?
Sorry. I'm a bit distracted.
Gina's car was stolen outside the front of my house.
Oh. When did that happen?
Last week.
After you came around.
Gina's car disappeared after I came around.
Two sequential but completely unrelated events.
The literal definition of coincidence.
Body.
Alright, Officer.
Task Force Bear Claw has one objective -
identify Tommy, our dismembered murder victim,
by finding a reference to him in 64,000 search results.
Task Force Bear Claw?
A secret task force.
Kinda gets your heart pumping, doesn't it?
Is it possible that Lou framed grunt work
as a high-stakes objective
in order to appeal to your craving for action?
That question is outside the purview of Task Force Bear Claw.
Okay.
Louise has not replied to my texts.
Does she not want to be Maid of Honour?
No. I'm sure she's thrilled.
And honoured.
It's right there in the name.
Did she expect to be Best Man?
Uh... well...
I mean, we talked about it a couple of times...
- Hank! - What?
Why did you not tell me?
Because your idea to ask Grady was better, sweetheart. It was.
And...
Louise looks great in apricot.
I didn't tell you to have her car towed!
I just wanted it ticketed.
Right, but when I realised it was Carson's ex-wife's car,
I upped the ante because, you know, women supporting women.
But that made something terrible happen to a different woman!
Right, but I don't know that woman.
So she doesn't really count. [chuckles]
[huffs] Traffic Control towed Gina's car.
It's sitting in the impound lot.
What are you going to do?
Pay the fine, have it towed back
and pretend I know nothing about it.
Solid plan.
- Where is this doctor? - Over there.
By the... the animals.
I'm gonna stay back here. I got a date with Marci tonight.
I don't want to smell like a barn.
Seriously? Still afraid of horses?
A horse almost ate my hand.
That's a bit of an exaggeration.
Says the person who provided the peanut-butter-covered carrot.
I had no idea Applejack was that hungry.
Maybe he didn't want to share his feelings with his father
because he didn't ask him to be his Best Man.
[female clown] Bingo? Like the game?
- [male clown] No, the clown. - [female clown] Oh!
How come you're not afraid of something normal, like clowns?
Clowns have a long and honourable history in the royal courts
dating back to antiquity.
Horses' teeth take up more space
in their skull than their brains.
Just weird! No. No, no, no.
[horse whinnies]
[Lou] Dr. Jeremiah Jackson?
We're detectives Lou and Henry Hickman.
Y'all married?
- Oh, God... - Brother and sister.
Ah. I knew there was something at play.
I got a real eye for these things.
Doesn't the rodeo have veterinarians on staff?
I used to be a vet, you know, before I became a human doctor.
Human doctors are just called doctors.
You know, once you're inside,
horses and bulls ain't that different from people.
That statement is alarmingly inaccurate.
You were seen leaving Wyatt Armstrong's RV before his ride.
Did you administer any medications?
Yeah. An IV of caffeine and B12.
It was one of Wyatt's pre-ride rituals.
Yeah, I set up the bag in his RV,
went to go check on a bull,
came back about 30 minutes later, hooked him up and left.
Where was Wyatt for that 30 minutes?
Not in his RV.
No, Wyatt...
Wyatt liked to blow off some steam, you know, before a ride.
That was another one of his rituals.
My guess?
[smacks lips]
He was holed up with a Buckle Bunny.
A what?
A woman who chases after bull riders to have sex with them.
No, I got it from the context, I just find the term appalling.
Would you be more comfortable with 'rodey-ho'?
'Champ tramp'? 'Rider rider'?
'Horsey hussy'?
Hey. How'd it go with that rapid test?
Wyatt wasn't on drugs. But he was drunk as a skunk.
The doctor said he gave Wyatt an IV.
What if someone spiked Wyatt's IV bag with pure alcohol?
Well, intravenous alcohol would be 100% bioavailable.
The effects would be rapid and intense.
And it wouldn't be on his breath.
We need to test that bag.
Oh, I already checked top to bottom.
There was no IV in the RV.
No, if there was alcohol in the IV,
it would not have been metabolised by the liver.
What we need is an autopsy.
Autopsies usually take a few days around here,
if you're lucky.
Well, we don't have that kind of time.
Tomorrow's the last day of the rodeo.
Everyone'll pack up and leave.
Any qualified physician can be appointed
as a medical examiner in special circumstances like this.
Well... my date night with Marci
just got a little more interesting.
Marci's gonna do the autopsy, Bradley.
- Ooh! - [Lou sighs]
Yes!
Can you see okay from over there?
No. Which is why I'm over here.
Doesn't it ever weird you out, cutting into a human being?
[Marci] Not really.
Only 10% of the cells in our bodies are human.
The other 90% are trillions of microbes and fungi,
viruses, bacteria.
When you die,
the bacteria in your gut devour you from the inside out.
Nature's all-you-can-eat buffet.
Or should we say... all-you-can-be-eaten?
- [Marci chuckles] - [Henry snorts]
I hate that that's how you two flirt.
This will tell us if the alcohol made it to the liver,
or if it went directly into the bloodstream.
- [Henry] Hm. - [Lou] What's this?
[Marci] Oh. Yeah, that's a corrosive burn.
Hey, did Henry tell you I found him a place on Klein Street?
- The one with the courtyard? - [Marci] Yeah.
I showed you that place last week.
You said courtyards were
frustrating architectural middle-ground.
Well, now I find them to be a charming confluence
of form and function.
Of course you do.
So, do we believe Jeremiah?
His "alibi" of leaving the bag unattended was flimsy, at best.
Well, it'd be pretty stupid to implicate himself like that.
Criminals are pretty stupid.
Well, Bradley's running a background check
of our vet-doctor.
So if there's anything worth knowing, we'll know.
[Henry] Look at this.
Look at this knuckle. What do you think?
Post-mortem?
Pre-mortem. Probably from a fight.
Jeremiah had no visible injuries.
Whoever was on the receiving end of that right hook
is our number one suspect.
Mm.
Look - the fold in the duodenum...
Looks like a heart.
Aw, it does.
[both chuckle]
[Henry and Marci kiss and chuckle]
How are you two the grossest thing in here?
- Ugh! - So smart.
- You are. - [Lou] Get a room!
- I said it first. - No.
- [slow Western-style music] - [patrons chattering]
Silvio Oliveria.
According to Bradley's captivating rundown,
he was Wyatt Armstrong's biggest competitor.
A rivalry that went too far.
Now that is a motive.
- [phone buzzes] - I'm so locked in right now.
Oh. Okay, autopsy's back. Looks like you were right.
Wyatt's IV was spiked with pure alcohol.
He was dead before he hit the ground.
Let me take the lead with Silvio.
If he's guilty, I'll be able to read it all over his face.
It's kinda my superpower.
Silvio Oliveria.
Detectives Lou and Henry Hickman.
Brother and sister. Not married.
We're investigating the death of Wyatt Armstrong.
Yep.
Witnesses say you two fought before his ride.
Would you like to tell us about it?
We were rivals. In the ring and out.
How do you feel?
Your biggest competition is dead.
I'm very upset.
Are you?
Where were you an hour before Wyatt's ride?
- With my girl. - [Lou] Karlee Pollard.
Wyatt Armstrong's ex-girlfriend?
That's right.
We're very happy together.
If you say so.
Where were you and Karlee?
- Supply closet. - Doing what?
You want me to draw you a picture?
That won't be necessary.
There you are, baby! Your trainer's looking for you.
You go on ahead.
[Henry] Actually, Miss Pollard,
we need to ask you a few questions.
I heard you're investigating. You want my alibi?
Word travels fast at the rodeo.
You smelled a dead man's breath in front of a bunch of people.
I'm sure Silvio told you he and I... were being intimate.
Where did this intimacy take place?
In a supply closet.
I believe that maintenance workers
are the backbone of our society.
And as future Queen of the Rodeo,
I seized that chance to better understand
these brave men and women.
By copulating in their place of business?
Is it true that Wyatt was the reason
you didn't take home the crown last year?
I'm all about now. It is my time to shine.
Why fit in when you were born to stand out?
I believe it was Sigmund Freud who said that.
Pretty sure that it was Dr. Seuss.
Well, I knew it was a doctor.
Next question, please.
How many weeks along are you?
You're a pageant hopeful hiding her stomach.
Chewing nicotine gum, trying to quit smoking.
And my guess is that itch is from prurigo -
a rash that's common in the first trimester of pregnancy.
I'm twelve weeks along.
And Silvio and I are overjoyed.
We both believe that...
The children are our future?
Yes.
And I know that those are the words of Dr. Whitney Houston.
[sighs deeply]
[Hank] So, how does this work exactly?
We will talk about meaning of holy union,
your responsibilities to each other, future plans.
With permission,
I will recite traditional marriage benediction.
Please. I will translate.
[in Russian]
Marriage is big deal.
[in Russian]
Never cheat on me.
- That's not what I... - Close enough.
[in Russian]
You must never break any wedding-related promise
or anyone in your family, or wedding will be cursed.
- What? - What?
Silly Russian superstition.
[in Russian]
Did you take my suggestion
for Grady to be Best Man
because you are afraid I will leave you?
I just want to make you happy.
Your job is not to make me happy.
That is my job.
Your job is to be honest with me.
I am right most of the time.
But when I am wrong, you must speak up. Yes?
You are a rare and special creature.
And you...
are correct.
Lou! Lou!
Yeah?
Um, I just talked to the impound lot,
and they've misplaced Gina's car.
Of course they have. Anything else?
Yeah, um, Sam and Sarika called
and they said that the Bear Claw has just scratched the surface.
Henry!
I didn't get those autopsy photos
that you promised you'd send me.
- I promised no such thing. - Okay. Okay.
[phone buzzes and chimes]
Oh. Good. Dad wants to talk about the wedding.
If you just told him you wanted to be Best Man,
you wouldn't be so...
So what? So what?
Hungry.
Ugh, gah, gross.
This is like cherry liquid inside.
I hate this.
You don't have to eat it. You could put it down.
Hold onto your butts. I got something big.
And by big, I mean huge.
It's about Jeremiah Jackson.
Oh, our inept animal-human doctor.
Well, that's the thing.
He doesn't have a medical degree.
But that's not the huge part.
While I was talking to him,
I noticed his medical bag was open.
And what do I see peeking out at me?
Baush!
What are we looking at, Bradley?
What's so special about an empty evidence bag?
Well, no, it's not empty. Look!
It's the IV bag that killed Wyatt.
[Lou] What?
Oh, yeah. I see it, it's inside.
[Henry] Yes, okay. Oh.
Well, that means Jeremiah removed the IV from the scene.
Well, now I can't see it.
It's an empty bag within an empty bag.
It's very difficult to see, Bradley.
Man, I really need to work on my big reveals.
The bag isn't enough. We're gonna need a confession.
You know, we need to give Jeremiah a scare.
What do you mean?
Well, you said the whole reason Dad hired you
is because I'm too nice, remember?
No, no, no. No, no.
No, no. We didn't have that conversation.
Yeah, we did. When you called to give me the job.
No. No, no.
I distinctly remember telling you
that "this conversation never happened."
I don't think you're too nice. I think you're perfect.
As a matter of fact, I need to talk to you about...
No, it's okay. Dad, it's fine. Alright?
The point is, it is now time for Henry
to deliver on not being nice.
You gotta go in there and be rude and abrasive
and totally inconsiderate.
Well, none of those things come naturally to me, but...
I'll try my best.
[door opens and closes]
[clicks tongue]
What have I done?
[low ominous music]
[footsteps padding]
All the hard evidence points at you, bucko!
You got motive, opportunity.
Yours are the only fingerprints on the IV bag.
I've got you for murder one.
Yikes.
That's 20 years, minimum.
You know what they do to veterinarians
who pretend to be doctors in the big house?
Ask 'em for horse tranquillisers? Because a lot of people do ask...
No! They do... terrible things.
Look, I didn't kill Wyatt. Somebody's trying to frame me.
Why? Why would someone want to do that?
[sighs] A couple of years back...
I helped Wyatt and a bull owner juice a bull named Hercules.
There I said it.
With steroids?
Why?
Well, the more dangerous a bull is,
the more points a rider can score,
the more valuable that bull becomes.
Now, Hercules was the bull that made Wyatt a champion.
Is Hercules still in competition now?
No.
The owner retired Hercules
not long after Wyatt won his second Silver Saddle.
So everyone got off scot-free.
Yeah, and Wyatt owed me.
So he's the one that pulled the strings
to get me the staff doctor job,
which paid almost double what I was making as a vet.
You know, for basically the same job.
- It's not the same job. - Guts is guts.
Was Silvio Oliveria a competitor
in the same Silver Saddle competition?
Of course, yeah.
Came in top three both times
but never could take home the big prize.
Yeah, he was always chasing Wyatt.
He even bought the same RV as Wyatt.
It's like, come on.
Annoyed Wyatt so much he was about to upgrade
to one of them sweet 13-ton motorhomes
that looks like a Greyhound bus.
That's livin'.
An RV that looks like a bus...
Maybe Operation Bear Claw is looking for the wrong thing.
I'm just gonna cut this sexual tension
right down the middle.
Oh, this is hopeless.
We're never going to find what we're looking for.
Sam, do you know what happens to quitters in the Marines?
No.
Nobody does. Because there are no quitters in the Marines.
- Okay, but I'm not a Marine. - Yeah, I know that, but...
And don't a lot of people quit during boot camp?
And you became a cop,
so technically you quit being a Marine.
The point is we're not giving up!
[phone rings and buzzes]
Lou, hey. What's up?
Mm-hm. Okay.
Uh, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Copy that.
We may have been looking for the wrong kind of bus.
Enter the keywords 'Tommy', 'motorhome' and 'RV'.
[typing] 'Tommy', 'motorhome', 'RV'.
[Sarika] Mm-hm.
- Okay! Only 354 results! - [laughs] Hell yeah!
Hey, can I get an "oorah" out of you?
- A what? - Oorah! It's a Marines thing.
- It's our version of hurray. - Okay. Can I just say "hurray"?
If you want to, yeah, sure.
Hurray!
I like Silvio for this murder.
They fought beforehand and if he knew that Wyatt
cheated his way to his Silver Saddles,
that's all the motive he needs.
Yeah, Wyatt's the reason Karlee isn't wearing the crown.
What if Silvio and Karlee are working together? Hmm?
Now we're talkin'.
[claps hands] The double-double.
That is an A-plus soap opera twist.
Wait.
What did Marci call the patch on Wyatt's ankle?
Uh, a corrosive burn. Why?
Because I know how he got it.
Me too.
No, you don't.
No, I don't.
Oh, man, you guys again!
Welcome to life in a small town - am I right?
Help you, Detectives?
We're here to confirm your alibis before you leave town.
We told you. We were in the supply closet together.
You know who else I think was in a supply closet?
Wyatt Armstrong.
He had a corrosive burn on his ankle.
Like you'd get if you knocked over a bottle of bleach.
How's your ankle, Karlee?
You know, I don't think that's a rash.
I think that you were Wyatt's Buckle Bunny.
Is it true?
Yes.
You told me you were doing me a favour
'cause I didn't have an alibi.
I'm sorry.
Is there anything else you're not telling me?
It's not your baby.
It's his!
Oh, save us your sparse waterworks.
You knew the baby was Wyatt's. That's why you killed him.
Or was it because he cheated his way to the Silver Saddle?
I didn't kill Wyatt.
[Henry] You don't have an alibi.
And you fought Wyatt right before he died.
I was trying to help him. Wyatt was twelve months sober.
I thought he'd fallen off the wagon.
Well, why do you care? You're his rival.
We created that rivalry for show.
Why?
There were three of us at the top.
Me, Wyatt and Billy the Kid.
Billy was good, but he could never best Wyatt.
Not when Wyatt was riding Hercules.
One day, Billy had his chance.
He picked that wretched bull.
Billy was trampled. Never rode again.
He didn't know Hercules was juiced?
None of us did.
One night, Wyatt came to me.
Billy had drank himself to death.
Wyatt was upset beyond words.
I gave him comfort
and he wet my shoulder with his tears.
It was in this rare act of vulnerability...
that we made sweet, tender love.
It only ever happened once.
We were just two cowboys, trying to find warmth in a cold world,
like a fire on an icy mountain pass.
I could never kill Wyatt.
I loved him.
Neither of us could quit that man.
This is incredible stuff.
This has to have something to do with Billy the Kid.
I agree. They're connected. I just... I can't see how.
Me either.
[music leaks through earphones]
Which is why I'm working a new angle.
What angle?
I'm about to marshal the abilities of a qualified expert
to look at this case through fresh eyes.
Oh, God.
You're talking about Bradley.
Time to tell our rodeo super-fan...
to saddle up.
[imitates drumbeat]
♪ 'Cause I saddle up my horse ♪
♪ And I ride into the city ♪
♪ I make a lot of noise ♪
♪ 'Cause the girls They are so pretty ♪
♪ Riding up and down Broadway ♪
♪ On my own stud Leroy ♪
♪ And the girls say ♪
♪ "Save a horse Ride a cowboy" ♪
♪ Everybody says ♪
♪ "Save a horse Ride a cowboy" ♪
♪ What? What? ♪
♪ "Save a horse Ride a cowboy" ♪
♪ Everybody says ♪
♪ "Save a horse Ride a cowboy." ♪
[crowd cheering]
Heard you're looking for info on Billy the Kid.
Well, maybe I am, maybe I'm not.
I doubt you'd know anything about him that I don't.
Oh, yeah?
Who did he beat in Phoenix
to make it to the Championships in '21?
Lucas Silva. Everyone knows that.
What high school did he go to?
That's a trick question.
He was home-schooled.
Ah!
Which one of his brothers was a rodeo clown?
Wait...
One of his brothers was a rodeo clown?
Look at this.
This is Billy Baxter's private "in memoriam" social page.
"William Otis Baxter was survived
"by his loving mother Jenny, father Brian,"
"and brothers Charlie and Travis."
- As in our sad clown Travis? - The very same.
Where was Travis when the IV bag was spiked?
Uh, that is what I can't figure out.
He was in the ring the whole time.
[Lou] There's Travis.
Stop. Go back.
Zoom in.
That's a lot of instructions.
[clears throat]
[Henry] The clown that jumps over the hay bales
is different to the one that reappears.
No, it isn't. Is it?
See?
Number one has dirt on his shirt.
[Lou] Number two doesn't.
It's the old Texas switch!
We're looking for a pair of killer clowns.
I told you clowns were scarier than horses.
Tell that to my hand.
- [Lou] Which one is he? - He's not here.
How can you tell? They all look alike.
Not now, my artistic friend.
Oh, no, absolutely not.
There he is!
Don't move!
[horse whinnies]
- [musical horn plays] - Charlie, Charlie!
Stop the car, stop the car!
[Travis grunts] Go, go, go, go, go!
We need to commandeer these horses.
- No, we don't. - What? They'll get away!
It's time to literally get back on the horse.
I-I...
Fine, I'll stop them myself
and tell Dad you were too scared to help.
[horse whinnies]
Okay... [exhales sharply]
Ohh! Okay...
Let's go, let's ride! Ahh!
[exciting music builds]
Ha!
[Travis] Yeah, that way, that way!
Whoa, hold on, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop!
[tires screech]
[music crescendos]
[Henry] Whoa.
Kind of wish there were more clowns in that car.
[Lou] The second clown was Billy's other brother, Charlie.
Travis and Charlie were out for revenge.
They blamed Wyatt for Billy's accident. And his death.
Travis joined Wyatt's circuit a couple of towns back
while Charlie laid low.
I got signed confessions from both brothers.
They're copping to murder one.
I'm so proud of you, Henry.
You rode a horse.
I did. Her name is Sunshine. She's my friend.
Again, signed confessions.
Great. Great. No, no, no, I'm proud of you too, Louise.
But, wait, was the Texas switch really necessary?
I mean, why did Travis have to be the one to spike the IV bag?
Travis was the eldest.
He didn't think his younger brother could do it right.
Classic older sibling.
Yeah, couple of rodeo men
taking revenge on the man that killed their brother.
Like something out of an old Western.
Yeah, or a soap opera.
Silvio and Karlee have decided to get married
and raise the baby together.
They both love Wyatt and they both love each other.
Even I didn't see that twist coming.
Well, Lou tells me that you broke the case.
That's the real twist here, innit?
- Ah... Thanks, Chief. - [Hank chuckles]
Stick around a second.
[sighs]
I made a mistake.
I promised that I would ask you to be my Best Man.
And then the time came, and I didn't.
And I know it hurt your feelings.
No, it didn't. I was...
Yeah... it hurt my feelings.
But I know why you did it.
You wanted to help your friend.
It's your wedding.
You can do whatever you want, and I'll support you.
Thanks.
And that is exactly why you have to be my Best Man.
You're my rock, Louise.
Through thick and a whole lot of thin.
And I want you where you belong,
where you've always been - right by my side.
Hmm?
Well, when you say it like that...
I'd be honoured to be your Best Man.
[Hank] Great.
Caramel?
Nah. I'm not hungry.
Uh-oh.
I, uh, spoke to your impound.
They were very apologetic for misplacing Gina's car.
You had it towed?!
Another way of looking at it, at least it wasn't stolen.
There's no other way to look at it!
I allocated resources. I called in favours.
Why would you tow her car?!
I didn't... I didn't... I didn't mean to have it towed.
Just ticketed. She was parked in front of a fire hydrant.
Seriously?
From a very specific angle, yes.
- But why? - I...
Like... Okay. Why would you do something so insane?
Like, what possible reason could you have?
She made you pancakes!
What?
She was making you pancakes.
And if she knew you at all,
she would know that you prefer waffles,
because you are not a monster.
And it made me think about what you told me,
about how that's why you guys split up in the first place,
that she never really accepted the real you.
She didn't let you be a big, weird dork who loves waffles...
and fancy jackets
and secretly writes stories about dragons and elves
and had an imaginary friend named Caspian,
and that is just completely unacceptable to me.
[stammering]
Just to be clear -
because we both have a habit of not being clear...
Why did you come to my house that night?
I came to your house to tell you that I liked you.
That I like you like you.
Which makes me sound like I'm twelve.
And I feel twelve
because I'm embarrassed and uncomfortable
and I'm sweating so much.
And I just did that stupid thing to her car
because I realised that all my fears and dumb hang-ups
made me wait too long,
and I missed my chance, and that door is prob...
How many more do we have?
Um... seven.
On this last issue. [clicks mouse]
Alright.
Open it up. [Sighs]
[clicks mouse]
Oh, my God. Sam!
Oh, my God.
[phone clicks]
Come on!
- [Sarika chuckling] - Go, go, go!
[Sam] Oh, sorry.
Sorry! [Laughing]
[clicks mouse]
[dialling keypad]
We may have a problem.
["Season of the Witch" by Donovan playing]
[phone buzzes]
What's up?
[Henry] You need to get to the station now.
There's something you have to see.
[Donovan] ♪ When I look out my window ♪
What was so important you couldn't tell me over the phone?
♪ Must be the season Of the witch ♪
Hello, Tommy Boucher.
♪ Must be the season Of the witch ♪
♪ When I go ♪
[digging]
♪ Oh, no ♪
♪ Must be the season Of the witch ♪
♪ Must be the season Of the witch, yeah ♪
♪ Must be the season Of the witch. ♪
[tense string music]