Wynonna Earp

Previously on "Wynonna Earp”...

Bulshar... - My husband's true name.

Waverly! It's coming.

Please don't hurt us and don't ever cross a mother.

SCREAMS

Did you give our daughter a name?

Her first name is Alice.

No one said parenthood was easy.

It's time to grow up.

HELICOPTER SWIRLS OVERHEAD

Fine, you were right.

Bulshar's back.

Now what do we do about it...

Mama?

I can't believe we're back here, of all places.

She knows what she's doing in there.

Right?

Ever since her and Doc gave the baby up

she's been... - Determined.

Relentless.

I've never seen her so... focussed.

Yeah, she's probably fine.

And drunk. - So drunk.

WAVERLY SIGHS

C'mon, Wynonna. Don't Earp this up.

"That Was The Whiskey" by Antigone Rising

That's how you Earp it, girls and boys!

SHE WRETCHES

You don't even like the Dragunov.

You said "it lacks grace".

I don't need grace. I need steely, Soviet precision.

NICOLE SCOFFS

WYNONNA GROANS - DOOR SLAMS

I believe I had a beer!

Yeah, a beer's not the only thing you're missing.

Right?

She's completely lost her baby boobs.

You know, I'm taking the night off!

Don't you clowns ever take the night off? - Oh, I get it.

You've had a rough year, eh, Wynonna? - Shut up.

I heard it died.

I said shut your dirty revenant mouth.

All it took to break the heir was a freakin' pregnancy.

MYSTICAL MUSIC

Well, I'm not pregnant anymore.

INTENSE THRILLING MUSIC

WYNONNA GROANS

WYNONNA GROANS

Hey, you got a runner. - I've also got a gun.

UPBEAT MUSIC CONTINUES

GUNFIRE

Was that the Dragunov? Nice.

Yeah, "Soviet precision"? You barely grazed him.

Wow, so competitive. - So cocky!

Yo! PDA!

Focus!

WYNONNA YELLS

Welcome to the Dollshouse. Population: your spine.

GUNFIRE

Boom! - I'm gonna make you eat that!

How rude!

He's a vegetarian.

We did it!

She did it.

I'd ask about Bulshar and where he is, but...

Get bent.

Get dead.

GUNFIRE

I'm starting to think

these revenants don't know where Bulshar is.

We'll find him. We have to.

Boys...

we got the Ghost River Triangle under control.

LOUD BANG

Stupid Pussy Willows!

EERIE TENSE MUSIC

RADAR BEEPS

Lonnie, you been holding that radar gun in your lap all night?

Boy, did you wanna have a family someday?

Whoa.

Hold that thought, son. We got a live one.

RADAR BEEPS

SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC

We didn't even clock 'em. - Heads up.

JO reggelt.

Is this the Ghost River Triangle?

Well, I suppose that would depend on who's asking.

Your master.

Aren't you going to invite us in?

Of course, masters.

OTTO LAUGHS

Come on in.

It's about time we had some vampires up in here.

Oh, buck up, Lonnie. You're gonna miss the party.

BIRDS SING - PEACEFUL MUSIC

Morning, Waves.

WAVES GROANS

Morning, bonus blankets.

You sleep OK?

Yeah.

I had the weirdest dream that you were married.

Really? Because I had a really weird dream that you were making out

with a hot revenant in a hot tub.

That sounds like a nightmare.

THEY GIGGLE

It really was a nightmare

fighting with you.

Yeah, but...

The making up part...

Yeah, well... - It was pretty good.

DISTANT YELLING

Wait. Wait, one sec. - No.

One second. - Waves, no.

No.

DISTANT YELLING

The barn door's open.

Was she out there all night? - Oh, God, again?

YELLING CONTINUES Hey.

Go.

PHONE RINGS

SHE CLEARS HER THROAT

Hey, Sherriff.

What?

TENSE MUSIC

Hit me. - I have been.

You fight like you're 180 years old.

I'm 166.

Then move like it, Grandma.

PEACEFUL EERIE MUSIC

There you are.

That's it?

No sasparilla soaked clapback about my form?

My form that I worked my arse off getting back into shape.

You look great.

Almost like it never happened at all.

Have you two been at it all night?

Training all night?

This is not healthy.

Even superheroes need sleep.

Well I doubt Bulshar's out there tucked up in his jammies, so...

Well I think we haven't seen hide nor hair of him for...

four months? - 19 weeks.

It's been 19 weeks.

I have to go open up the bar.

Earps.

You OK?

Bruised in all the right places.

That bad, huh?

He won't touch me unless we're training and he won't talk to me unless he's angry.

So I keep him training and angry.

Doc just needs time.

That's the one thing I don't think we have.

Breaking this knob gobblin' curse will help, too.

WYNONNA GIGGLES

So we keep looking for Bulshar and keep sending revenants back to hell.

What else can we do, right? - Keep the faith

about Doc?

He loves you, Wynonna.

We all do.

Hey, sorry to interrupt. - Right? That's my move...

SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC

Is it a Black Badge case? - No more Black Badge.

Is it an "us" case? - I'd say it's all hands on deck.

OK, uh... We'll follow you there.

And, we're back at the Pussy. - God.

Can't remember the last time I was in here. - Right?

You were here last night.

Thought that vomit smelt familiar.

You know, Mama used to love this place back when it was the County Line Saloon.

I used to wonder whether she'd left us to tour the rodeo circuit full time

with her magical Pegasus, Jellybean. - Jellybean.

Jesusbean!

- Wynonna. Waverly. - Hi.

What the hell, Nedley?

If you're going for creepy, that neckerchief takes it to the next level.

It's European. You like it? I'm trying to make a good impression.

On who? Mr Darcy?

Pride and Prejudice? Flouncy Netherfield Ball?

[t's more of a disco.

You don't wanna be here. You shouldn't be here.

Why? What's happened?

TENSE EERIE MUSIC

Whatever it is, we deal.

Unless it's an army of Jason Momoas that have been cloned.

I will handle that solo.

She's such a giver. - I hope Aquaman is, too.

Nicole's already inside.

You'll see. And, girls, I promise ya...

They didn't do this.

OK... Good to know.

What's up with him? Who's "they"?

I guess the shrooms I've been slipping into his coffee have finally kicked in.

Come on, Emily Bronte. - It's Jane Austen.

There are more bodies outside.

This is new.

Really new. We were just here.

Almost like it's a message

wouldn't you say?

As far as we can tell, they all died simultaneously.

Stabbed by some sort of serrated blade.