Bone Hill

Mother Earth must be cured.

The chief of the hill must fight the angry spirit.

That which is good

must prevail.

Mother Earth must be cured!

The chief of the hill must fight the angry spirit!

That which is good must prevail!

Mother Earth must be cured

Lori! Lori!

Must fight the angry spirit! That which is good

Lori, it's Sheriff Howe. You remember me?

Must be cured!

The chief of the hill must fight the angry spirit!

That which is good must prevail! Mother Earth must be cured!

You know her, Sheriff?

Yeah. Lori Coker.

She's the town librarian.

No! God!

I need you, I need you, I need you.

Come back!

Come back, come back, come back, come back, come back.

Come back.

You have one unheard message.

First unheard message.

Wade, it's Brian.

Listen, I know you decided to take a few months off,

and I can't blame you,

considering, you know, what you've been through.

But we're a bit stumped down here.

I got this young woman came in. Suicide attempt.

She doesn't respond at all. Not a word to anyone.

I wouldn't bother you,

except I don't know where else to turn.

If you could come down just to take a look at her case,

maybe give me a bit of advice.

You know? Just as a consultant.

End of message. Delete, press seven.

Brian. Wade. Have her file ready.

I'll be there in an hour. Yeah.

First saved message.

Wade, I need to start

by saying that I love you.

I love you more than you'll ever know.

So please don't blame yourself for this.

I just can't, I can't, I can't live with this tumor.

Yeah, if you can get that ordered up

sometime next week, that's fine.

It's no rush. Come on in.

Yeah, that'd be fine. All right. Hey, thanks. Thanks a lot.

Appreciate it. Wade. Thanks for coming in.

Sure, no problem. You have that file?

Yeah. Yeah.

Hey, as I said on the phone, we're really stumped by this.

I can see you've been doing some research.

Yeah. Sheriff Howe said that she was chanting something.

Something Native American?

Yeah.

Howe shared his body cam footage with me,

and I'm trying to translate it.

Lori Coker.

Mhmm.

Her name's familiar.

Her uncle is a tribal elder. Simon Coker.

You think that's significant?

I think her ancestry is the key.

Something in her family history?

No. Deeper, further back.

I think it's something tribal.

Historical.

She tried to kill herself.

Suicide note?

No. She hasn't said a word to anyone.

We're still waiting for the lab results to come back.

But Wade, she's a healthy, fit, 24-year-old woman.

No prior history of mental illness.

Well, I'll see what I can do.

Let's take a walk.

I want to see her.

She's in the observation room.

Don't expect much. I've been observing her for a few hours.

I've found no answers.

Has she eaten?

Oh, some. Mostly desserts, some peaches.

Other fruits.

Huh? She wants sugar.

I suppose.

You think that has anything to do

with the way that she's been

Dr. Wills, Mr. Gillespie is refusing

to take his medication again.

Excuse me, Wade. I'll try to make it as quick as possible.

Hi, Lori.

My name is Wade.

Look, I just have one question for you. Why?

Why?

Why what?

Why did you try to kill yourself?

Why do you care?

My wife.

She killed herself last year,

and I need to know why someone would want to do that.

I don't know what was inside her heart.

I don't even know what was inside mine.

The police body cams picked up

what you were saying.

It was some kind of chant.

Dr. Wills discovered that it was a Native American prayer.

Do you remember any of that?

Maybe if you heard it.

"Mother Earth must be cured.

The chief of the hill must fight the angry spirit.

That which is good must prevail."

I was Ogema Kwedake!

I was supposed to kill the Napnawen.

And now, people will die, and the world will burn.

Wade, get out! Get her! Hold her still!

Hold her!

You shouldn't have gone in there without me, Wade.

You've spent hours trying to get through to her.

I'm in there for two minutes and she breaks wide open.

She's raving like a lunatic.

She's communicating, Brian,

and if you wanna find out what she's trying to say,

you get me back on staff.

I can't just snap my fingers and get you reinstated.

Fine. Fine. Keep reading your history books.

Maybe they have all the answers.

Okay. Hold up, hold up. I'll do my best.

But to be honest, there are some board members

who are pushing

to have your leave of absence become permanent.

You're a psychiatrist, Brian. Hypnotize them.

Good to have you back, buddy.

What?

Dr. Yost?

My friends call me Jean.

Jean.

You're not my friend.

Well, thank goodness for that.

Can I help you with something?

As a matter of fact, yes.

There was a psych patient, Lori Coker.

Have you finished running her blood samples yet?

No. Backlog. Short-staffed. Overwhelmed.

That describes every department in this hospital.

Except for yours, apparently.

You seem to have plenty of time for chitchat.

It's for Dr. Wills. Can't you put a rush

Brian? I like Brian.

Good. Great. So, you'll do it?

For Brian? Sure.

Can I give you my business card

so you can call me with the test results?

Sure. Bye.

Thank you, Dr. Yost.

Call me Jean.

Wade here.

Wade. This is Jean from the hematology lab.

I have those results you were asking about.

So what'd you find out?

Well, there's something definitely unusual

about Lori Coker.

What is it?

There's an unusual amount of parathyroid hormone

in her bloodstream.

Hyperparathyroidism?

Maybe,

but there's no mention of enlarged parathyroid glands

in her medical records.

Plus, the parathyroid hormone dissolves calcium.

Usually with this kind of levels

that I found in Ms. Coker,

there's a significant amount of bone loss.

But in this case, she's perfectly healthy.

Right. Right.

Rather than dissolving her own bone mass,

the hormone is simply circulating in her bloodstream,

as if it's waiting.

What do you know about Bone Hill?

Bone Hill?

Well, I know that when I was a kid,

we dared each other to go up there on Halloween.

I mean, I always chickened out though. Why?

No reason.