True Detective

Annie Kowtok : I found it. (gasps)

- (loud noise in video) - (Annie yelps)

My name is Annie Kowtok.

If anything happens to me--

...Kowtok. If anything happens--

- (loud noise in video) - (screaming)

- (sighs) - (singer vocalizing)

- (Annie's screams echoing) - (sighs)

Liz Danvers: Alright, Petey, talk to me.

Peter Prior (over phone): I'm at the ice rink, Chief,

and, uh, they're early, packing up the bodies to Anchorage.

Ah, of course, they are. Alright, uh, I'll be there right away.

- Peter: Well, Captain Connelly is here to supervise, so-- - What? He's there?

Alright, I'll be there in five.

- Peter: Okay. - Wait. Fuck.

Peter: Chief?

Ah, shit. Hey, uh, call Navarro and tell her that, uh,

to meet me at the police station.

- Peter: Chief? - Right away, okay?

Peter: Uh, uh, okay. Well, what should I say it's about?

- Hey! - Peter: Chief?

- Hey, hey, Julia? - (Peter still talking)

Julia? It's Liz Danvers. I-I work with your sister.

Okay, I'm just... I'm just gonna come towards you, okay?

Oh, no.

Yeah, we need to, we need to get you inside.

Okay, let me put that on ya.

- (Julia yells) - (Liz groans)

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay. I know.

I know, I know, I know.

Ya know what? I'm gonna put this on you.

There ya go. There ya go.

- (Julia crying) - That's it. That's it.

I'm gonna keep you safe.

Just gonna get you safe, baby.

It's alright.

- I got ya, I got ya. - (tense music playing)

("bury a friend" by Billie Eilish playing)

Okay.

Yeah.

Evangeline Navarro: You ready?

Come on.

- (indistinct chatter) - (office phone ringing)

Oh, hi. I...

I'm-I'm sorry.

Ah, it's nothin'.

Hey, can you wait for me downstairs?

- Julia Navarro: Mm. - Just be a minute, okay?

Thank you.

Is she gonna be okay?

Bodies off to Anchorage yet?

Yeah, ya know, Prior's handling it, and...

ya know, Connelly's supervising, so.

- The fuck is he here for? - I-I got it, I got it.

He better not be trying to take

- this case away from us. - Nobody's taking the case away from us.

Just go be with your sister.

That video.

We need to talk about it.

Yeah.

Hey, Prior.

- So, how'd it go? - Peter: Uh, yeah, uh...

Anyway, uh, I th-- I think I got somethin' for you

with medical records on folks

- with similar injuries to the Tsalal men. - Yeah, good, good, good.

- Okay. Get it together. See you later. - Okay.

Ted Connelly: That kid's gonna be good.

Yeah, it's a miracle of overcoming shitty genetics.

- (Ted laughs) - What the fuck are you doin' here?

- (sniffs) Oh, it's good to see you too. - No, I'm serious.

Why are you here for a routine body transport?

I'm gonna stick around for a while.

Fuckin' knew it.

Look at me. I'm not here to take the case away from you.

Why are you here?

Ya have protests around the mine,

ya had a shooting that ended in a fight in the hospital,

ya got six dead bodies in the local ice rink,

and a still missing person of interest.

You need to get this shit under control.

- I need to show up. - So you can look good

for your Mayor campaign next year.

I'm fucking helping you here, Liz.

Besides, ya like havin' me in town.

- (scoffs) Fuck off. - (Ted laughs)

Listen.

Look, just to get you up to speed...

those men died before they froze.

How do ya know that? We haven't done forensics.

Oh, 'cause I did a independent, pr-- pre-forensic evaluation.

I don't wanna know what that means.

Look... I'm treating this like a murder case.

You saw the Annie Kowtok video I sent you?

You keep that on a need-to-know basis.

- Alright? - Alright, copy.

It's good to see you.

What, you wanna come in here and take my office too?

- Oh. Yeah, okay. - Or can you find yourself someplace else?

- And, uh, fuck you. - Yeah, fuck you, too.

speaker: This is to fill out your insurance information.

Thank you.

This isn't gonna be like the other places. I promise, okay?

I'm right here in town.

I'll come visit you every day.

And... you can keep your cell phone, so you can call me.

I'm good.

I'll be here tomorrow for Christmas.

I'll bring presents,

and virgin eggnog, and your $20 cookies.

I can do this.

You knew...

that you were gonna stay here, didn't you?

- Oh. - (crying) I'm so sorry.

- You're perfect, okay? - I'm so sorry.

No. You're perfect, okay?

- I love you so much, babygirl. - I love you, too.

Thank you. Are you ready?

Let's go.

Peter: Merry Christmas, Chief.

His name is Otis Heiss.

White male admitted to St. Joseph's, April of '98.

"Burns on both corneas, ruptured eardrums, self-inflicted bites."

You're, you are not terrible, Prior.

He's a German national.

No records of employment,

no bank accounts, no credit card numbers,

social security's been inactive since November 2006,

and no registered address for the past eight years.

- So, no wife, no kids? - Nope.

It's like no trace, like Oliver Tagaq.

Yes, but this guy has a long history of disorderly conduct.

Alright? So, breaking and entering, petty theft.

He's been in and out of rehab forever.

- Okay, move. - Possession.

And if you look here,

he's picked up by a Trooper in Noatak two months ago.

Zero sightings since.

- So he's a junkie? - After the accident.

What was the cause of the accident?

That's the thing, there is no cause.

- It's not out there. - (sighs)

Alright, let's get the units out there lookin' for him.

Uh, motels, hostels, flop-houses, dealers.

The men are out there lookin' for Clark.

We don't... don't have anybody left.

What about your dad?

- He is at the airport. - (sighs)

- Pickin' up his fiancée. - Fine.

Well, get the men out there lookin' for Clark and Otis.

Maybe they're in the same place, who knows?

Okay, but, uh-- I mean, I'm gonna have to put out an APB.

- That's, uh, that's updates, links-- - Okay, go for it then. Do it.

Chief, it's Christmas Eve.

Well, get on it, fast, chop-chop.

- I really hate you. - I hate you, too.

- Yeah? - Evangeline (over phone): There's no ice caves

in the area.

Fuckin' Hank.