[wings flapping]
[Heidi] The facility housed 18 soldiers at a time.
We used their medical records
to find men who had basic PTSD markers.
We delivered the medication
to see if the memories were deleted.
You don't remember that?
No.
Shrier: You just took them?
You even know what they are?
You forced a-a second meal on Walter Cruz
who'd already had his full dose?
He's gonna be fucking incapacitated!
I have a situation here.
Somewhat urgent.
[Gloria] What have you done to him?
[Thomas] I'm looking into a complaint
regarding Walter Cruz.
I just have some questions about a Geist program.
"Homecoming." Are you familiar with that?
Not really, no.
Although that program's no longer operational.
You bring this thing home for me,
I could see you moving up to Redwood.
And then maybe we get you out to the farm.
Meet Mr. Geist.
What were you doing at the Homecoming facility?
He's filing that complaint.
Okay, t-that's just reality,
so we should focus on that.
[Colin] T-the roller? Audrey, that's all me.
[Audrey] Mr. Geist and I discussed all of that.
You talked to Geist?
Yes, at his farm.
[Audrey] Have you been?
Shall we continue?
[river running]
[birds chirping]
[woman on phone] Hello? Are you there?
[panting]
Shit.
[breathing heavily]
[eerie music]
Hey.
Hey!
Hey, help!
Help!
Hey!
♪ ♪
Shit.
[animals chittering]
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
[panting]
♪ ♪
[woman] Everything all right, Miss?
Where are we headed tonight?
He came up here.
[policewoman] Who did?
I don't know.
I'm here to help, okay?
Okay.
I hear you saying there's a guy and he ran off up here?
[policewoman] Did he do something to you, this guy?
What is this?
What is what?
All right, let's, um...
My name's Donna. What's yours?
Can you do me a favor and see if you have any ID on you?
Or anything with your name on it?
How about your pants?
I want to just take a look at that, okay?
Jacqueline.
You're a veteran, is that right?
[solemn music]
Yeah. Yeah.
All right, Jacqueline.
We're gonna go see the doctor.
See if we can figure out what's going on, okay?
Okay?
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
[distant siren wailing]
[woman] Excuse me, how long would it be
before you guys get the MRI back?
Um, you need to fill this form out.
[indistinct chatter]
[Buddy] A bunch of horseshit is what it is.
[Dr. Zamani] Buddy, again, if you want to buy a new tank,
you're more than welcome to.
[Buddy] You know I can't fucking afford that.
[Dr. Zamani] That's not my problem.
[Buddy] And you got a nice, new one.
The electric one is just sitting there.
[Dr. Zamani] Yeah, that's for us to use.
We're not a medical supply store; we're an emergency room.
Okay? Anything else?
[Buddy] Yeah, you talk to everybody
like they're a fucking idiot?
Or is it just the people you're here to help?
I'm done here, okay? I'm sorry.
Uh, Jacqueline, what brings you here tonight?
The police officer brought me here.
Mm-hmm. I spoke with her,
and she said that you're feeling a little disoriented.
Yes, I am.
Mm-hmm.
Well, we're trying to understand what happened to you.
You said there was a guy with you.
Did he hit you in the head?
Um, I don't know.
Okay.
I'm just gonna do a quick exam.
Jacqueline, what is...
your address?
I don't...I don't know.
Okay. How about your birthday?
What's your birthday?
I don't know.
Don't know.
All right, do you mind taking off your coat?
I want to listen to your breathing.
Okay.
And just breathe in.
[inhales and exhales]
Again.
[inhales and exhales]
Yeah.
That's nice. What is that, a bird?
A what?
On your arm.
♪ ♪
[sighs]
Okay, Jacqueline, at this point,
it would be helpful if you were honest with me.
Are you an IV drug user?
No.
[Dr. Zamani] You here for meds? Is that it?
No.
Wait right here, please.
[sighs]
[Buddy] Uh-oh, that's not good. [laughs]
You better start telling him something
that makes sense, honey.
Pull it out of your ass if you have to.
Here, let me see.
Let me see. It's all right, come on.
[grunts] Oh, yeah.
Yeah, he got you. He got you.
Come on. [chuckles]
Hey, you don't have to play dumb with me.
I mostly stick to doobs and brews these days,
but in my youth, I could party.
My wife used to say, "You should be fucking dead."
[chuckles]
Of course, then she died.
Anyway, you like to party?
I don't think that I'm a drug user---
[Buddy] Doesn't matter what you think, it's what they think.
Who are they?
The fucking doctor, Officer Poison Ass.
That's your present danger.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
[Buddy] They're gonna to blood test you.
And they'll hold onto you for a few days until that gets back.
And if they see heroin, then your ass belongs to the judge.
Where are you going?
All right, seriously?
It's every fucking day, these people.
I know, I know.
Hey, Officer Poison Ass. How the hell are you?
It's Posenaz. You know it.
That's what I just said, Poison Ass, Poison Ass.
- Where'd she go? - Hey, where did she go?
Are we watching what's going on here, or what?
Uh, who?
[Dr. Zamani] T-the woman who we had right here next to Buddy.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
[phone ringing]
[overlapping chatter]
[sighs]
[man over radio] All units, be advised, we have a...
And the doctor said he was checking her arm.
♪ ♪
[woman] Can you just
help us out, please?
[sighs]
Sorry.
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
[horn honking]
[Buddy] Hey.
[laughs] Hey, you made it.
Somebody coming to pick you up?
Do you know this place?
[chuckles]
Skins? Yeah.
[chuckles]
Can you take me there?
What, now? Uh...
Yeah, well, I guess I could move some things around.
Yeah, hop in.
[mysterious music]
♪ ♪
[Buddy] My wife fucking died in that hospital.
All they said was, "We're so sorry.
Here's the bill."
Still paying that fucking thing off.
[rattling]
Rock hammer.
Yeah, there's still color in the mountains out there
if you know where to look.
Problem is, I don't know where the fuck to look.
[laughs]
So a military woman, huh?
Death from above.
"Death from above"?
Yeah, you're Airborne, right? The tattoo?
Yeah, I guess.
I get it, I get it, I get it.
Hey, one time, I got so fucked up on Percocet.
I was staying at this horse ranch...
I'm not a fucking junkie.
I keep saying this.
I woke up in a boat.
There was a man, he ran away from me.
And then the doctor accuses... [sighs]
However this happened,
if I did something wrong, I have no idea what it is.
Okay, hey, fine. Jesus.
I'm not accusing you, okay, of anything.
How'd you end up on the boat?
That's what I just said. I don't know.
Okay, got it. Got it.
But nothing? I mean, come on.
You don't remember fucking anything before the boat?
Towels.
Huh?
I remember towels. T-that's what I remember.
Little ones. They were red.
But you're not allowed to touch them.
Ah, like for special occasions.
- Exactly. - Uh-huh, huh.
- Special occasions. - All right, see?
That's, uh...
That's fucking weird.
[sighs]
Come on.
You don't have to fucking cry about it.
We're going to Skins.
Something's bound to ring a bell...
I'm not fucking crying.
Good.
[quietly] Good.
[♪ Heart: "Alone"]
[singer] ♪ Until now, I always got by on my own ♪
♪ I never really cared until I met you ♪
♪ ♪
♪ And now it chills me to the bone ♪
♪ How do I get you alone? ♪
♪ ♪
♪ How do I get you alone? ♪
- Oh, can I get a water? - Mm-hmm.
[Buddy] Jesus, this place used to be so cool.
The waitresses wore these, uh, tube tops or whatever, you know?
[chuckles] So you could see a lot of skin,
but then they also had the potato skins, right?
Sort of clever. Hey.
Yeah, they fry them, like, three fucking times.
That's how they get them like that.
Are you sure this is the right place?
Oh, yeah.
This is Skins.
[laughs]
But then this rich fucking asshole from Calgary
bought the motel,
decided this had to be a family place.
And all the girls got fired.
That's what they do.
Who?
Fucking people.
The powers that be.
They take whatever they want,
and everyone else can go fucking rot.
[singer] ♪ Oh, whoa, oh... ♪
I don't recognize any of this.
Well, shit, maybe you just need a good night's sleep.
Huh? I got a futon at my place.
I mean, it's on the sun porch right now
'cause my cat got behind the fucking...
Are we gonna have a problem with you?
Hey, Kyle, my man.
I'm not talking to you, Buddy.
I told you to stay away.
I was here? When?
You told me to "eff off," and this is a family place.
[Buddy] Oh, give me a break, Kyle.
I used to come in here.
You'd be crawling on the floor, looking for your keys
by the end of the night, you got so fucked up.
Hey, language, Buddy!
Do you remember the time that German guy came through,
and he gave you a handjob in the bathroom?
You bought everyone a round of drinks afterward.
Whoo-hoo!
What the fuck happened to this place, man?
Buddy, it is not up to me. I'm trying to do my job...
Stop. Stop!
Both of you, please.
[sighs]
When was I here?
Yesterday, with your friend. I had to mop the floor.
I had a friend?
I don't know, you guys were screaming at each other.
I came over to help out, and you told me to "eff off"...
Do you remember what we were saying?
I don't fucking know. Why are you asking me?
Because I don't remember being here.
Yeah, that'll happen.
You guys were drinking Bud and Maker's all afternoon.
Do you have that receipt?
[Kyle] What? Why?
There could be a name, there could be a name on the receipt.
No, look, I am not... You guys just need to go.
Kyle, Kyle, hold up.
The lady's a veteran, huh?
She served our country.
Isn't that right, Jackie?
- Yeah, that's right. - [cheers and applause]
Death from above.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
So what do you say, Kyle?
You got fucking GI Jane over here.
You want to put a little gratitude in your attitude?
Look, it's just... it's getting busy.
I'd have to dig through a whole bag of receipts.
We'll do it. We'll do it.
[singer] ♪ We can dance if we want to ♪
♪ We can leave your friends behind ♪
[Buddy] You know, my wife and I, we used to get into it.
I mean, I never knocked her out in a rowboat or anything,
but... [laughs]
Man, we would throw shit and yell.
She fell off the porch one time.
[laughs]
[Jackie] What?
[Buddy] I mean, I'm saying if this guy's your boyfriend,
then maybe the two of you got into it, and...
No. That doesn't sound right.
Okay, then.
I'm sure it was his fault, and not...
Found it.
Six Budweisers, four Maker's Mark.
What is that, an A?
[Jackie] I don't know.
But he charged it to a room. He's staying here.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. - What?
Hey, you're not going to his room.
You don't know what the fuck you're getting into here, huh?
We argued. Maybe he did this to me.
♪ ♪
I'll get the hammer.
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
- [knocking on door] [woman] Housekeeping.
♪ ♪
Housekeeping.
♪ ♪
[knocking on door]
Well, what the fuck we do now?
[inhales]
The pills are inside, and you can't breathe.
- What? - [air hisses]
Hey, Jesus.
- Excuse me, ma'am? [woman] What?
Can you please help us? It's my dad.
His pills are inside, and he can't breathe.
- [wheezing] - It's gonna be okay, Dad.
The pills, they're inside. Can you...can you let us in?
Oh, I'm scared.
- Please. - Okay, I got you, honey.
[Jackie] It's okay, Dad. It's gonna be okay.
Okay.
Thank you.
- Mm-hmm. - It's okay, Dad.
Uh-huh.
[mutters] Jesus.
[inhales] All right.
[door creaks]
[Buddy] It's a melon.
[sniffs] It's real.
Hey, I noticed that you called me your...your dad,
and not your husband, which is...
...fine, I guess.
Oxygen tank adds a couple years.
Look.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
Jesus, fuck.
Are those hundreds?
Alex Eastern.
You know him?
I don't.
Okay, well, at least we got a name, right?
Who are those guys?
I don't know.
What the fuck are you into here?
I don't know.
[Buddy] Yeah, you do. That's you, isn't it?
- Yeah. - Jesus Christ.
You did something, lady.
The guy's putting X's on your fucking faces.
- You better think... - I'm trying to think.
[breathing heavily]
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
[eerie tones]
♪ ♪
What the fuck?
♪ ♪
Oh, Buddy.
Oh, Buddy, Buddy, Buddy.
[wheezes] Oh, Buddy.
♪ ♪
Buddy, look at this.
The tattoo, it's coming off.
[grunts and whimpering]
[car alarm blaring]
[Buddy] Fucking dope vials, stacks of cash.
I don't know what you did to this guy,
what kind of shit you and your war buddies
got mixed up in here.
I don't want any part of it.
[groans, mutters]
I feel bad, okay? I do.
I just...
I need this.
I thought you were helping me.
[breathing shakily]
Yeah.
[Jackie groans]
Fucking people, you know?
[car alarm continues blaring]
[orchestral music]
♪ ♪
ral music]