Sheriff Country

Previously on Sheriff Country...

It was her dream to rebuild it.

That's Zoey, my sister.

- What are you doing? - Ending our friendship.

- Dad and Cassidy just broke up. - Oh, you did?

I'm fine. So is she. Uh, it was mutual.

I don't know what it was like for you when you got pregnant.

I can say I do, but I don't.

You never got that prom dance. Can I make it up to you?

Thank God.

Hey. I got here as fast as I could.

He's upstairs.

Oh.

- Okay. - Got it?

I don't get it, Mick.

You can handle drug dealers and bank robbers,

but you can't handle this cute little squirrel?

They're like rats with these fuzzy tails. It's...

Get it out! Get it out!

Okay, okay, okay.

There you go. Ow!

- Damn it. - Oh! Are you okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

- Oh, no. Let me see. - No, no, I'm fine, I'm fine.

Let me see.

- Told you, I'm fine. - Cute.

- Get out of here. - Oh, come on.

I just saved your life from that vicious squirrel.

- Thank you. - Okay. You're welcome.

Mm. Mm.

Skye?

Camping.

Hey, Hank. Rotation's got us paired up for patrol.

- Let's go. - Still got five minutes.

I'll be in the car.

You'll probably need these.

- I'm driving. - Too slow.

We're on the Eastside today, so if we start on Holland Road,

we can do a full patrol...

- Where are you going? - Muffins.

- Didn't you just eat a bagel? - I'm carb-loading.

What would you like?

Let me get, uh, two blueberry and two banana nut.

You want anything?

These preppers make a great muffin.

They're not preppers.

Okay, they're kinda preppers.

Don't get me wrong.

When the world ends, I will be right there

in the bunker with them, eating a banana nut.

Thanks. Keep the change.

Yes, sir.

"Yes, sir."

- Whatever happened to "thank you"? - Can we go now?

What is up with you today, Cassidy?

There's nothing "up" with me.

I just want to get going. We're working...

Eastside. Heard you the first time.

Look at this idiot!

Red Dodge minivan just blew past

Third and Pine Street at a high speed.

Edward Nine in pursuit, heading northbound.

- Hank, slow down. - I got him.

We should disengage.

I got him!

Whoa. Whoa.

My car is cooked, y'all.

Oh, shoot. Damn it. Cops!

Wait right here.

Where are you going?

Hey, where's my frying pan?

Not the little one, the one with the wooden handle.

What are you doing?

What's it look like I'm doing?

I am making you my patented... here we go... French toast.

Okay.

Travis, um, thank you for the squirrel thing

and the non-squirrel thing, but I have to get to work.

- Are you sure you don't want to play hooky? - Mm.

I will make it worth your while.

- Okay, no. - Excuse me. I got to get over here.

- You're not hearing me. - Oh.

- Travis... - Your milk expired like two weeks...

Travis! You don't live here.

Y-You don't live here.

This is not your frying pan. It's my frying pan.

You can't just come in here and make me French toast.

You don't live here.

Another time, then.

What about the 14th?

I'm teaching infant CPR that night.

What about the 21st?

Oh, no, no. They need me at the fish fry.

- To protect the skillets? - It's an important job.

They give me a big spatula.

Oh, my God.

I'm gonna order my car, on that note.

Keep your ringer on.

If you see a 707 area code,

it's my buddy from rec league baseball.

Why? Why is your buddy from rec league baseball calling me?

Well, his wife works at Edgewater Memorial,

and one of their nurses is leaving.

They're looking to fill her spot,

so I gave him your name and number.

Uh, okay, so you put my name up for a job?

What do you think about moving up here?

To Edgewater.

Uh, I just got that promotion, you know,

- at Dr. Clay's office, and... - I-I know.

I know. It's just...

I hate this, Nora, all the back and forth.

Yeah, no, I don't like it either,

but it's not so easy to just drop everything and...

I'm not asking you to drop everything.

You should've asked before you put me up for a job.

I mean, what if I did that to you?

Well, I-I have a...

A job?

Uh, oh.

Actually, that's my car.

I should go.

All right.

Okay, I'm going.

I have to go.

Call you tonight?

Cops on my ass, yo.

They never catching me.

Uh-uh.

Yeah!

Oh, shoot.

- Got him. - Make sure y'all drop a follow!

I'm out!

I got him. I'll flank him from the left.

If you can keep up.

Hey, sweetie, did you see a boy run through here?

Sheriff's office. Come out with your hands up.

Sheriff's office! I repeat...

Get out here.

It's not broken.

Don't cuff me!

- Not completely broken. - Let go of the castle!

No, no!

Stop!

We'll fix it.

Sheriff One, Edward Nine, suspect in custody.

We are walking him back to the vehicles now.

Nice work.

- I was the one who got him. - That's great, Hank.

Stay humble.

You guys, go ahead and get him processed.

We'll wait for the tow.

Did you close the trunk?

I thought you did.

Please. Help us.

Father is Peter Sanders.

The boy is his son, David.

They say they're Barlows.

You've never crossed paths with them?

I mean, I've seen them in town at the bakery stand,

but I-I didn't realize they were, like, a group.

Yeah, they live out past the Edwards Ranch.

Five or six families, they've been in Edgewater forever.

They're fanatical about their privacy.

The patriarch is Enoch.

When Fred was sheriff, he warned me to give them a wide berth.

Enoch Barlow. Yeah, Peter mentioned him.

That's his father-in-law.

- David is Enoch's grandson? - Yeah.

This could get delicate.

Hi, David.

I'm Sheriff Mickey Fox.

This is Lieutenant Boone.

Hey, David.

You want to see how the radios work?

I can teach you some codes.

Can I?

Yeah, yeah. Go check it out, bud.

Please have a seat.

Um, I understand that you're Enoch Barlow's son-in-law.

I'm married to his daughter, Ruth.

You mentioned in the car on the way here

that you didn't feel safe.

Can you tell me about that?

Enoch's lost his damn mind.

I'm gonna need you to elaborate.

Did you ever meet someone, and the moment you look at them,

you know that they're gonna change your life?

That was Enoch.

I was 20, going nowhere fast,

and he gave me a job at the ranch.

Showed me the Bible.

Scripture and the Constitution, those are his holy books.

That man changed me.

That all sounds very positive.

It was.

Until Enoch changed.

Ever since his wife died, he's been waking my kid up

in the middle of the night to do

military training exercises, live-fire drills.