Tidelands

Maney? Maney, come in.

Maney, what can you see?

Fuck all. I don't know where they are.

No drugs, no markers, nothing.

Hang on.

Jesus Christ.

She's got the barrels.

How the fuck did she find them?

She has the barrels? How many?

Shit.

Shit!

Maney?

What are you seeing?

Maney? Maney?

- I'm going back. - We're paying you for answers, Maney.

Fuck this. I'm heading back.

Prisoner McTeer, last one doesn't mean a long one.

- What do you want, Mason? - Heard you still got credit in the shop.

Get off me!

Oh!

How much of this stuff do you wanna keep? After ten years, can't be much.

Welcome to Algeria.

This was found a week ago.

No one knows what this is part of, but I suspect...

Do you believe such stories?

If they are true, if that is part of what I think it is,

then you know it was broken for a reason.

- Is that Zach Maney? - Yeah, looks like it.

I'll radio for forensic services. Get Doc Keeble down there.

You'll do no such thing.

The Cherub was empty.

Zach Maney must have fallen overboard at sea.

Go back into town and see who can get us a tugboat out here.

And maybe get the coast guard to start a search for him.

Oh, shit, look at the time. Zach's gonna be home soon.

I better go.

What is it?

Zach Maney.

Eyes are pulled out, tongue's cut off. You know about this?

I do now.

- What are you gonna do? - Me?

Nothing.

He's your guy. It's your problem.

But don't let it become my problem.

- The fuck was he doing out there, Bill? - I have no idea.

Somebody does.

Where you headed, miss?

Orphelin Bay.

Calliope?

Remember me?

I'm Corey Welch.

- Looking to see what's different? - Ten years. Something must be.

- Nothing changes around here. - You have.

When did you become a cop?

I'd have thought "Whiney" Welch

would have been a poet or a scientist or some shit.

We're as surprised as you, Aug. The Maneys have been here forever.

He knew better.

He did know better, and he went out anyway.

Now, someone got him to go out. Did any of you notice anything?

Zach drinking with strangers?

Taking trips out of town? We all know he was shit with money.

Did he owe anyone big?

So, none of you has a single clue?

Why would Maney risk his life just to see what was going on?

Maybe he just got curious.

Curious how he'd look with no fucking eyes.

Maybe he just got sick of us all being the middleman.

Dad.

Maybe Zach got sick of us all just being delivery boys...

being told what to bring in and when.

Having to take whatever crumbs we're given.

Maybe Zach wanted things to change.

My dad liked you, Grayson.

And when he died, you had your chance to take over.

So...

Right now.

You think you know better? You wanna be boss?

Go for it.

- You gotta talk to your father. - I will.

But they're just counting on the cash flow, Aug.

Well, there's no cash till we deliver, and we can't deliver what we don't have.

Thank Maney for fucking that up.

China Tom's not happy about the wait.

- He needs drugs to sell. - I know.

We can't afford to have Tom looking for a new supplier.

I know.

So, what now?

Seems I'm still the boss, so I'll deal with it.

Thanks for the ride.

Mom! No! Mom!

Cal McTeer.

- Why can't I learn to swim? - You don't need to.

Mom!

- What if I fall off the boat? - Around here, we don't fall off the boat.

Jesus Christ.

Hi, Augie.

Why didn't you call me when you got out? I'd have come got you.

Really? You care that much?

You're my sister.

Uh-huh.

Is that why you didn't tell me about this?

It's Dad's will.

Yeah, Dad's will.

The Calliope's half mine. So is this house.

Did you know?

Were you ever gonna tell me?

- You were just a kid. - I'm not a kid anymore.

And congratulations, I'm back. And I want what's mine.

I don't have that kind of money.

"Well, hello. It's great to see you, Cal." I really wanna talk about this.

Look, it is great to see you. And we will sort this out, but I gotta go.

Got shit to deal with.

Welcome home, little sis.

Hello?

- I need to see Adrielle. - She's not here.

Still? Oh, she's been away a long time.

And that's her business.

Yeah, well, her business and my business depend on each other.

You weren't invited.

Coming here wasn't smart.

Was it smart killing Zach Maney?

And he was crucified. We both know who does that.

Romans.

Tidelanders. Why'd you kill him?

Your man broke the rules. He was watching what he shouldn't have.

Okay?

Did you ask him why?

You killed him before you found out why he was spying on you.

Fuck.

- You know Murdoch found him? - Are you worried about the sergeant?

No. I'm worried about me.

I'm worried about why one of my guys was out there without me knowing.

I'm worried about money and I'm worried about my next fucking delivery.

When's it gonna happen?

I'll let you know.

Hey, McTeer.

Don't come here again without an invitation.

We missed you, madam.

Did your business go well?

I trust our suppliers are happy.

New suppliers, I presume.

I hate having my trips cut short.

Yes.

So, why did I have to hurry back?

You'd best ask Dylan.

I know that Augie turned 18 while this was in probate,

so he got his share.

Half the Calliope , half the house, and half Dad's cash.

Let's start with the cash.

Dad never had much, but what did he leave?

- A grand? Two? - Just shy of 380,000.

Bullshit.

So, where is it?

I mean, that will says that my half was to be held in a trust until I was 18.

- Are you the trustee? - Nope.

Well, then who? Augie? Bill?

Mom? Are you fucking kidding me?

She wasn't even in the will.

Jesus Christ. Then it's all been spent on booze and pissed down the gutter.