Outbreak

Dog attack over at Ryan Construction lot.

Another possible rabies case.

Dog is contained according to the owner, over.

Gibson here. En route. Over.

That's a copy. Play safe.

Owner says his dog just went nuts.

Probably another infection.

Watch my back.

Showtime.

Help me out!

It's all you, Neil. Shoot the fucker!

Listen.

Neil! Take the shot.

What the fuck?

Oh!

Get the fuck away!

Shoot the fucker, Neil!

Fuck you! Argh!

Son of a bitch!

Oh, fuck.

- Chief, you're bleeding. - Yeah, no shit! And fuck you!

I mean, thank you. And fuck you.

Tarp the fucking dog.

- Yeah, okay. - Hey, Helen, it's Neil.

We're gonna need medical here, so...

Hey, Helen, Cortez here.

Cancel that. We're all good here.

Over.

Look, calling it in is gonna just mean

more paperwork and stuff and I don't wanna--

Look, I'm fine.

Hey, Mike, can you repeat?

I thought I heard the word medical? Do you need medical?

No, apparently Neil's never seen a superficial wound by barbed wire.

We are a 100 percent fine here. Over.

Oh, okay. You sure?

So sure. Yep.

Thank you, Helen.

Be back soon.

She's gonna see you. That's so beyond superficial.

Don't worry about it. Just grab my piece.

Jeez.

It's the third one this week.

Shouldn't we call CDFW in Bishop or something?

So they can call the CDC?

Yeah. That'll make for a fun and lucrative camping season.

No.

Neil?

You all right, bud?

Gibson, why don't you take care of Cujo here

and alert the owner that he needs a new watchdog for the site, okay?

Neil's gonna take me back.

Come on, buddy.

Fuck.

- Shit. - Yeah.

Okay.

So, I'll just-- with this...

Fuck. Okay.

You coming, Annie Oakley?

Let's go.

We need to talk, buddy.

I can't imagine how hard this is on you.

And I think that you know that we're all here for you.

No family should have to go through

what you guys are having to deal with.

So, I need you to know that I don't blame you

for being a little off right now.

But it's these lapses in judgment?

I need you back, Neil.

I need all of you back.

Oh, don't be a jackass.

Put that back on.

Could've gotten you killed.

Yeah, Gibson could've shot me.

And between us, I think he's after my job.

I don't know, Mike. I just...

I'm not sure I can do my job

to the best of my ability right now.

Well, then take some time off.

Some real time off.

You and Abby should get away.

Give yourself a break.

Go to the fucking Bahamas. I don't know.

It's only been two months.

So, you're offering me paid vacation?

Jesus, Mike. I'm so sorry, man.

Ah, shut up. I didn't feel anything until you made me laugh, asshole.

Fuck a duck! Goddamn it, Helen.

You sure you know what you're doing?

Look. Stop that swearing, Chief.

You know I don't allow swearing in my office.

Well, then stop the torture, woman.

This is not pleasant.

Dad!

Are you okay?

That needs stitches.

It's nothing. I'm fine.

Do I need to ask who told you?

Sorry, Chief. She caught me on the way in.

This is bad, dad. Seriously.

"Signs of rabies infections: excessive agitation, bizarre thoughts,

hallucinations, aggressiveness--"

- Olivia! - "Abnormal body posture, seizures,

- avoidance of water, difficulty speaking." - Honey, I'm fine.

We're vaccinated. We are vaccinated, right?

- Two years ago, but I think we're still fine. - It can still kill you.

Listen, we don't even know what's wrong with these animals.

Hmm. It's gotta be rabies.

No, it doesn't gotta be rabies.

- Results aren't even back yet. - I don't care.

You're going to the hospital. I'm taking you.

We'll discuss. Are we done?

Best listen to your girl.

She's smarter than all of you.

Especially you.

Why you gotta be so mean?

Go talk to him.

Hi, Mr. Morris.

Olivia, you can call me Neil.

You know that.

I've been wanting to talk to you since...

Don't worry about it.

This has been very hard on everybody.

Including you.

So, I-- I get it.

I found some stuff of Ben's.

Comics and stuff.

I've been wanting to bring them by,

but I know that you're moving to the Granville's old place, so...

Well, whatever you found, you can hang on to.

I'm sure he'd want you to have it.

I know this meant a lot to him.

I thought you'd want it back.

Yeah.

Listen, um, Abby and I,

we-- we really appreciate everything that you've done.

We know how fond Ben was of you, and we are, too.

Is.

What?

You mean he is fond of me.

Right.

Yeah, um...

Is, sorry.

Well, thanks.

I gotta go.

My dad.

Hey, bud. Drop you home?

Yeah.

This is Helen saying goodnight.

Helen out.

You think other state parks have radios that actually,

you know, work?

I mean, even in The Shining, the ranger's station could still get in touch

with the Overlook, right?

I mean, even in a goddamn snowstorm.

Well, until Jack, you know, took the tubes out of the radio

and disabled the snowcat and was like,

"Go check it out!"

Go check it out.

And then Wendy, remember...

So, uh, the Chief gave you some time off, huh?

You can say it, he put me on leave.

I don't blame him for it.

Today could have happened to anybody.

You know that, right?

Well, look, I-- you know, I'm off tomorrow.

I'm just gonna head up to my mom's.

She's making her famous peach apple pie.

You wanna come?

Uh...

You know, we got movers coming on Monday,

so, a lot of stuff to do before that.

Thank you, though.

Got it, got it. Okay.

Well, I cannot guarantee any pie will make it back

upon my return, but I will try.

'Cause you're a selfish bastard.

There he is.

You know, your mom likes me more than you, right?

She-- she didn't say that, though, right?

You think I'm joking? She told me that.

- Last time she gave me some pie. - Dude, shut up. Stop it.

Yeah.

She would never say that. She loves me.

All right, remember, if you need anything, lucky channel 13.

Always on.

- Yeah. - And you know

I can drive you up the rest of the way, Neil.

It's not like I'm charging you for gas.

It's okay. I need the walk.

'Cause 90 miles a week ain't enough for you.

Gotta get your extra thousand steps in, huh?

Good night, Gibbs.

Thanks for the ride.

Um, give your mom my best, okay?

Shit.

Hey, Neil.

Hold up, bud. Um...

You gotta talk to me, man.

I'm worried about you.