Revival

Previously on Revival.

- Nice to meet you. - I need time to detail findings

and observe them in their environment.

-You want to help me? Authorize their removal!

Reviver tissue retains medical issues

present at time of death.

Have you seen my mommy?

Em, isn't this all kind of connected?

The drugs. I just saw your den of doom.

Did you hurt yourself?

You're a reviver.

I prefer musician first.

-Evening, Governor. Things have taken a turn here.

What the hell are you doing here, Blaine?

-What did she take? Who gave it to her?

I know who killed Em.

- Oh, shit. - Chill.

Em, chill?

Uh-huh.

I just want the pills.

-You're saying Em didn't O-D? You think someone murdered her?

-If she had just followed my lead

everything would've been fine.

Okay, talk to me about this

because this is a mother-clucking masterpiece.

So, this one's dinner.

Mrs. Check has three series.

Breakfast, lunch, dinner.

And which one you order determines

what else you get with it. You catch my drift?

-Yes! This isn't that complicated.

-Okay. Can I please use the bathroom?

Uh, yeah. Sure.

It's just upstairs around the corner.

Just be quiet up there. Don't wake my baby.

- Yes. - Yes.

You have a thing for cocks.

What is that one? -Oh, this one's a...

Then, while we're at the Checks' house,

she goes right upstairs. While they're sleeping.

Uh, yeah!

- Hey! What're you doing? - Ah, jeez.

- Grab her! - Oh my God, oh my God.

Everything okay?

- I'm sorry. - We got to just--

Get back here, you little shit!

-Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!

This is not being cool, Em!

This is the opposite of being cool!

-And now, because she stole from the Checks

you think they killed her?

-I didn't know Em was dead and a reviver

until I heard you guys talking, but, yeah.

Yeah, it all makes sense. -No, it doesn't!

Em's had her issues but she would never steal

from a drug dealer.

Sounds like you don't know

your sister, lady.

There you go.

Nice day for a manhunt, right? -Mm.

-I got a feeling we're gonna find Arlene today.

Yeah. Oh, what you looking up the Check Brothers for?

Do you think they might be hiding Arlene?

No, it's for another case.

-Must be a doozey. -Mm.

-Their rap sheets are as long as McCray's rat tail.

Though they have been pretty quiet since Revival Day.

-My guess is 'cause big brother Anthony

hasn't been around to tell them what to do.

Hm? Where's he at then?

-He left town when Revival Day happened

and can't get back in because of quarantine.

-Well, that's a blessing then, yeah?

Don't need any more ding dongs making life difficult in Wausau.

There's another option.

He did something so terrible on Revival Day

that he's been in hiding ever since.

What kind of terrible?

-Murdering someone that stole from his family.

Oh, jeez. You think?

I don't know.

Oof. I hope not.

Oh.

I got a new picture of my, uh, new girlfriend.

Just kidding. It's a cat.

Yeah.

The real Jordan's dead.

She shouldn't be here. I bet she doesn't even bleed.

-My mom heard on a radio show that revivers are demons.

-Maybe she is. -Your mom needs

to turn off the radio.

-I don't know if I'm supposed to take them down or leave them.

I think they're nice.

Everyone was really sad when you died.

-Then why aren't they happy I'm alive again?

- Watch this. - Hey, Jordan, show me your hand.

I want to see something.

Wait! Stop!

Aw!

Ah, God!

What the heck did you do that for?

You and your reviver freak are going to pay!

Come on in! Wipe your feet.

Uh-oh.

Oh! Bless this mess.

Art lover.

Mrs. Check. Hi. Dana Cypress.

You probably don't remember me.

I went to Durant High with Andrew.

Oh. Uh...

Well, judging by that uniform you got on

you probably got better grades than he did.

I'm just kidding.

So, you're in the market for some folk art?

-No. I'm here to investigate a series of burglaries.

I was wondering if you could tell me

did this woman take anything from you,

or your home?

Oh, heavens to Betsy.

That is that sweet girl that has a good eye for great art.

No, no, no, no. It was her pesky friend.

That girl who went snooping around my house

and upset my boy.

This woman?

-Oh... Yeah, ma'am, that is the one.

You can tell she's got a black heart

by the look in her eye.

-All right, well, thank you for your time.

-Oh, wait. Hang on a second here.

Don't I get nothing for helping you out?

Squid pro quo?

-Seems fair. Yeah. Let's do a breakfast chicken.

Okay. Which one?

Surprise me.

-I got one downstairs I think you're going to love.

You just hang on. -Can you please hurry?

Hm.

Huh.

Hey, Andrew. Long time.

- I haven't seen you since you were voted

Most Likely to Turn Into A Lez at graduation.

What did you win again?

Most Likely to Die in Prison.

That was it.

Free gift. With purchase.

It's for your little boy.

The hero kills everyone messing with their family.

Back off my family

or there's going to be one more dead Cypress.

What do you think?

Oh, it's good, it's good.

-I know. I know, it's great, isn't it?

Your son attacked a boy.

I have no choice but to suspend him

for the rest of the week. -What happened?

Why did you attack Noah?

He was going to hurt Jordan

to see if she would heal because she's a reviver.

-Excuse me, but where the hell were you?

Kids have the right to be safe at school.

It's your job to make sure that happens.

You want to talk about safe?

When nobody, not the mayor, not those CDC scientists,

not even your own father can convince people

that they're safe from these revivers.

People are scared out of their damn trees.

Oh, oh. Of who?

Of this little, tiny, little adorable girl?

You can call me when she starts pulling out

her own teeth, but until then calm your tits.

Dana, I am doing my best.

-Your best sucks. Okay? Come on, Coop.

What about Jordan?

-Called her parents an hour ago.

- ...from there. - People will talk!

But you don't want her here, right?

Well, don't put this all on me!

You feel the same way .

Now, come on!

- It's okay. - They do that a lot.

Want to go play in my room? -Yeah.

We're not bad people, Dana.

I never said you were.

-We struggled mightily to have a child.

Scans, tests, procedures.

Doctor said it was never going to happen for us.

But we prayed and we prayed

and then, like a miracle sent from God, she came.

I knew every hair on her head, every sigh when she slept.

-You're talking about her like she's dead,

but she's very much alive.

And she needs you now, more than ever.

-That is not our daughter up there.

Can we have some cookies?

Mm-hm.

Thanks.

She came back wrong.

And we've prayed over it,

but our Jordan,

the one God sent us,