Tracker

- Previously on tracker... - I know you think

- I pushed dad off that cliff. - I saw you there.

There was somebody else in those woods that night.

Mom, if there's something that you know about dad...

Colter, for everyone's sake, leave it be.

The man you saw

on the cliff the night dad died... his name's Otto.

Mom's the one that sent him up there.

Did you throw my dad off that cliff?

I did.

- Why? - 'Cause your mother asked for my help.

What's so damn important you came all the way up here

- to talk about? - My father. Ashton Shaw.

Lot of those academic types up here.

They hightailed it after the accident.

Hey, Russell, it's your favorite brother.

I found out who dad was working with before he died.

Serena jukic.

Call me back.

Wally?

Wally!

Wally!

Wally?

Help.

Somebody help!

All right.

Hey. I got you.

Just don't move, okay? Hold still.

What do we got?

- I can't move my arm. - Can't move your arm?

Okay, let me take a look.

How's that?

Yeah, that's broken. All right, look at me.

Hey, hey, look at me.

What about anything else?

Anything else around your body?

I don't know, just my arm.

Just your arm. Okay.

All right.

I'm gonna stabilize the... The arm

before I get you out of here, okay?

Not gonna lie to you, it's not gonna feel good,

but it's necessary.

Don't want that fracture to shift.

Put this on you.

Here we go. We're gonna go on... On three. Ready?

One, two, three. Here we go.

You all right? You all right?

Yeah. I'm okay.

Slow, deep breaths, okay?

You control your breathing.

Focus on that, you let me do the rest, okay?

- How long you been riding? - Five years.

Five years. All right.

Well, it doesn't look like your bike's gonna make it

out of here, but the good news is...

You are, all right?

We'll do it together. Here.

Some water.

There you go.

Here's what we're gonna do.

We're gonna hike back up that hill.

All right.

You're gonna make it to your feet here, okay?

Use your legs and your good arm.

- Ready? - Re... Nice.

There we go. There we go.

Catch your breath.

You good?

We got this, right?

Okay. Here we go.

Put your arm around me.

- We're off. - Okay.

Looks like we made it.

Thanks.

I don't know what I would've done.

You're welcome.

Wally.

- Thank you. - He's gonna be okay.

His, arm is broken.

Hey.

There he is. My hero.

What in the world are you doing here? Come here.

I got the meats. Yeah?

Look at this... some lamb kebabs with my special rub.

I figure you could whip up some sides.

Yeah, yeah. You don't call?

- You don't write? Nothing? - What's the fun in that?

I did track you down pretty easy, though.

Well, yeah. Reenie.

Gentleman never reveals his sources.

Okay. If you got some brews...

- Yep. - We can get busy on these kebabs.

I got a little, Cambodian black kampot peppercorn action,

so you're gonna want some beers.

Great.

Yeah.

Let's have it.

- For you. - Thank you.

What are you really doing here?

What, I can't just drop in on my brother and...

You found Dr. Jukic, right?

The details line up.

She... she changed her name,

went offline, probably for good reason.

She was working with dad on that chrono stasis project in Alaska.

I did get some intel on what they were

trying to do, but most of it was redacted.

Yeah, it's pretty out-there stuff.

- So, where is she? - Not too far from here.

- I need to talk to her. - Okay. I'll go with you.

But we need to make a pit stop first: Echo Ridge.

Might be the last time we see the house.

Maybe pick up a few things.

What do you mean?

Mom's selling the place.

I didn't know that.

That's 'cause you two don't talk.

You're right.

Yeah, I need to talk to her, hear her side.

It'd be good to clear the air, you know? We did.

- And look at us now. - That's right.

All right. It smells great, man.

You're gonna love this.

You're not coming?

Nah, it's better if it's just you two.

I'm gonna give one last look around the place.

Hey, colter... Give her a chance, would you?

Yeah.

Colter.

Mom.

Come on. Sit.

Let me put on a pot of coffee.

Hey.

Been a while.

Well, you still got us all out here

trying to figure you out, you son of a bitch.

Yeah, but maybe that's what you wanted.

I don't know.

Keep telling myself it don't matter.

And maybe we're living in some kind of simulation.

But...

But here we are.

No matter where we go, we keep coming back to this place.

Like an echo.

Is that why they call it echo Ridge?

You probably knew that, though, didn't you?

Yeah, thank you.

I...

I know you blame me for what happened to your father.

Russell told me you went to see Otto.

That's right, I did.

I'm sorry that I lied to you.

I'm sorry for all that hurt that it has caused,

but everything I did

was to protect you and Russell and dory.

What can you tell me about dad's time in Alaska?

Alaska.

I know that the research he was doing

- was funded by the government. - It was.

And maybe...

Maybe he was doing work he shouldn't have been doing.

That last summer, when he came back

from his time up there, he-he was changed.

Yeah.

Yeah, I think we all remember that.

Yeah, he was shut down and broken inside.

He'd stopped sleeping.

He... he said the government was out to get him.

- You ever ask him why? - He didn't let me

into that part of his life, and if I asked

too many questions, he'd just...

He'd get angry.

You know, I want you to understand something.

I tried protecting all of you.

But he was spiraling.

He had lost his grip on reality.

I just had to get you kids out of here.

Did he hurt you?

He...

He didn't allow us to leave, and...

I had to do something.

You called Otto.

I didn't know what else to do, but...

I did not tell him to kill your father.

And that's the truth.

I believe you.

You know, for a long time, you let me believe

that Russell was...

responsible for dad's death.

Why did you...

There were forces against your father,

and I was scared

that they would come after you and Russell

if you started looking into the circumstances of his death.

I was your mother, first and foremost.

I just wanted my kids to be safe.

God, this place?

Well, I'm glad you're selling it.

You deserve a fresh start, mom.