Shimmer Lake

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[door opens]

[woman] Andy, is that you?

[door closes]

[woman]

Oh, hi, Zeke. Did you hear anything?

[Zeke] Not yet, no.

- [Zeke] Morning, Sally.

- Morning.

[woman] You hungry? Run downstairs

and grab a box of cereal.

[exhales]

Hey. Shh!

Hey, it's just me. It's just me. Hi.

Did you come down

to get some Fruit Loops?

Okay, okay. Shh!

Here you go.

There you go.

Okay, now can you do something for me?

When you go back upstairs,

don't tell anybody

that you saw Daddy down here, okay?

All right, it'll be our little secret.

Won't that be fun?

To have just a little secret

between the two of us?

All right? Okay, so remember. Now, shh!

Shh.

[stairs creaking]

Thank you, Uncle Zeke.

Sally, were you speaking to someone

down in the basement?

No.

Sally has an imaginary friend

named Melissa.

[phone ringing]

Hello? Oh, hi, Reed.

Any word about Andy?

Hang on.

Mornin'.

He's not answering his phone?

Well, you better tell the Feds

to meet us there.

[footsteps departing]

Sally Ann, where do you think

you're going?

Oh, yeah, you bet. I'll see you in a few.

[footsteps approaching]

Sally! Go upstairs.

- But I want...

- Go upstairs now.

[bowl clatters]

[tires screeching]

[tires screeching, vehicle departing]

Ezekiel! It's the damnedest thing.

Someone just stole my car!

- You don't say?

- It's an '87 Cavalier.

You should be more surprised.

- [sighs] Surprise is for the ill-prepared.

- What?

Want a ride to work?

Hey, baby, it's me. [Chuckles]

Hey, I f***ing got it.

When can you get away?

Okay, Shimmer Lake?

I'll wait for you. Okay.

F***, Zeke.

Mornin', Harris.

Guess you're ridin' up front, huh?

Is that right, Zeke? Good.

Why?

[grunts]

- Morning, Reed. Everything all right?

- Yeah, everything's just peachy.

[starts engine]

- How's the shoulder?

- It hurts.

Ask a stupid question.

Actually, when the bullet hit me,

it didn't hurt as much as you'd think.

Well, you're a tougher man than I am.

- Thanks for the ride.

- Don't mention it.

You know, I'm up for good-natured ribbing

between partners and everything,

but when you do it in front of someone,

it makes the other person feel weird.

He didn't know where to sit at first,

and it was like... [sighs]

Think I could've been FBI?

Couldn't do any worse than these a**holes.

Yeah. Thanks, man.

Did you see anything

at the Burton place last night?

Nothing but phantom naked school boys.

I swear to God I saw a naked kid

trotting from one yard to the next.

Right. Other than that, nothin'.

Nobody came, nobody left.

Closed the bedroom curtains around ten.

- Regrettably.

- Lights went off at eleven.

Why regrettably on the curtains?

- Well, you know...

- She's smokin' hot.

She's smokin' f***in' hot. That's why.

- Hey, where is she from in Mexico?

- Why would that matter?

Well, I think we'd probably want

to vacation down there.

Seriously, though, I did see a naked kid.

- Jesus. Enough already, will ya?

- I just... I saw it.

- You represent the Bureau.

- [knocking]

[Zeke]

Judge Dawkins? Can you open up, please?

Why do we care

this Dawkins guy went AWOL?

- Well, the bank was robbed on Tuesday.

- [doorbell ringing]

Dawkins owns it.

So they robbed the bank,

came back, stole the banker?

Well, maybe Dawkins

was involved in the robbery.

Why would a guy who owns a bank

need money?

That is an excellent question.

Do they teach you that at Quantico?

- [chuckles]

- Mm.

- Rippin' on you.

- Yeah, you think so?

Judge Dawkins! Zeke Sikes!

Can you open up, please?

Oh.

Judge?

[phone ringing]

Sikes. Martha?

This is really not a good...

Yes, I will let you know as soon as...

All right, look forward to it.

- Martha's making meat loaf.

- Task at hand, huh?

- I f***ing hate meat loaf.

- [Reed exhales]

[whistling]

Better get 'em out.

Judge?

[footsteps]

[vehicle door closes]

[printer whirring]

[Zeke]

How many times do I have to tell you guys?

Ed is the guy we're looking for.

Andy is just a patsy.

We understand that you got

strong feelings on the matter.

The son of a b*tch

looked me in the eyes and shot me.

- That's not feelings. That's fact.

- Oh, come on, Zeke.

This is where Kyle and I can

use the Bureau's resources

to help you catch these guys

before they vanish into thin air.

We're expanding the net

to a ten-state radius,

we got APBs out

to every government agency,

and we got checkpoints

on every major highway

in every direction for 300 miles.

- You done?

- Yes, he is.

But that was a lot of stuff.

- What if they're still here?

- Why would they still be here?

Ed told his wife he's got

one more thing to take care of.

- Dawkins was that thing.

- What about Andy?

Andy's with Ed.

We got two sets of footprints

coming out of the Dawkins house...

And they were going off

in different directions.

All right. So what? So maybe

they chopped the money then and there,

and then went their separate ways.

Or maybe they left two trails

to confuse us.

I don't even see how it matters.

Well, you'll see that it matters

when we find my brother Andy's dead body,

you stupid a**holes.

Oh!

Your partner's being

real pig-headed about this.

My partner?

My partner's the smartest guy in the room,

and if you don't see that,

you two are dumber than you look.

His partner's not even in the room.

I don't even... I don't...

I don't see how that makes any sense.

[tapping]

- Hey.

- I'm not stranding you, am I?

No, no. I'll hitch a ride

with Beavis and Butthead back there.

Where you going?

Oh, I thought I'd swing

past the Burton place

just to see if Ed thinks twice

about leaving Steph behind.

Plus, maybe if I stay there long enough,

I can avoid Martha's dinner.

- Can you do me a favor?

- Yeah.

Just keep an eye on those two.

They seem like decent guys.

I just...

If Andy turns up,

I'd rather hear about it first

before he gets gunned down.

You really think Andy's still here?

He was at the house last night.

Any information I get,

you'll be the first to know.

Thanks, partner.

[curtains rattling]

[laughing]

[both laughing]

How about this?

There's a woman

who looks exactly like Steph Burton,

except she's three feet tall.

Yes or no?

- [mumbles]

- [radio static]

[man on radio] Agents Biltmore, Walker,

I think we have your suspects.

This is Biltmore.

Yeah. Yeah, that could...

Wait, say that again?

No. No, no, no, no, no.

The Camaro is black

and the suspects are white.

[sighs] No, you should...

You should definitely cut them loose.

Yeah, I agree. That is...

It's quite the coincidence, right?

But, no, you should let them go.

I'm sure of it. Thank you.

- Hey, babe.

- Pop the trunk!

Hey, what took you so long?

Zeke. He parked outside the house

for hours. I had to wait.

That's my girl. Always thinking.

Hey, I don't know about you,

but I'm starvin'.

What do you say we stop...?

[gasps] No, please don't!

[clock ticking]

[lighter clicking]

[news theme music playing]

[woman speaking indistinctly on TV]

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