Wander (2020) - full transcript

After getting hired to probe a suspicious death in the small town of Wander, a mentally unstable private investigator becomes convinced the case is linked to the same 'conspiracy cover up' that caused the death of his daughter.

Whole cavalry's here.

I don't get it.

She knew what would happen.

All right.
Let's do this.

First on site?

Already been handled.

This is out of control.

Get the body to the morgue.
Trash the jeep.

It's not my job.

Do it, Leiland.

This is all on you.



Are you good?

Time to make a call.

Under the stars, Arthur boy!

My chem-trail guy confirmed
our suspicions

about White Sands and Alamogordo

and that observatory
that the FBI tore down,

that is definitely
Big Brother related.

Uh, we will dig into it later.

Okay.

Arthur, these type of days
are the worst kind.

We're gonna get you
through it, pal.

So let's get busy.

A lot of setup to do today

before the big show
under the stars.



Do not panic.
I repeat, do not panic.

I repeat, do not panic.
I repeat, do not panic.

Hey, hey, hey, Junctioneers.
Welcome back to The Thought Junction,

the deep web podcast dedicated
entirely to all things conspiracy.

I am your host, Wild Horse,
here with my co-anchor,

Atlas Major, our resident
private investigator.

Howdy, howdy.
You know the drill, people.

You wanna talk, our burner's up.

Number's on the site.

Well, Wild Horse,
this week we continue discussing

the unsettling number
of Illuminati

black operations
that plague our country.

With the common goal of stealing
our basic civil liberties.

Mark my words,
MK-ULTRA never stopped, people.

There are human testing
facilities

strewn all across this country.

Some are hidden in plain sight, others in
tunnels, bunkers, right under our feet.

That's a friendly reminder
of how our overlords value us.

None are more hopelessly enslaved than
those who falsely believe they are free.

And for all of us out there blowing
the whistle on these characters,

there's only a few ways
this can possibly end:

- Pawn, patsy or dead.
- Pawn, patsy or dead.

Oh, we got a caller.

Uh, who are we talking to?

- My question is for Atlas.
- Shoot.

I know you worked in homicide.

- Do you still do murders?
- I'm retired.

Retired? More like pulled off the case
because you saw something you shouldn't.

Hey...

I don't know what I saw.
Why, what's going on?

My daughter,
she was killed, I think.

If that's true, go to the cops.

They're in on it.
And they're covering it up.

All right, sport,
where are you right now, ma'am?

No, this was a mistake.

I'll, uh... Don't...
Just don't go anywhere...

All right, let's go to the forum boards,
Junctioneers, see what's trending.

I am powerful.

I am protected.

All right, Chucky, go on.

There he is, Charlie.

How's that bum knee, George?

Do it, George.

Drop the limp.
Nobody's watching.

Mm-hmm.

Boom.

Hmm, you got a knack, Arthur.
You got George.

Up to your insurance boys'
standards?

Yes, thank you.

Thank you.

- How's Tanya?
- Ugh, don't ask.

You haven't been going
to your appointments.

That's because
sometimes I can't tell

who's the doc and who's not.

- Guy's a whack job.
- You wanna get better?

You gotta go
to your appointments.

I'm just looking out
for you. I just...

I'm grown up, Shell.

How about you and Nick?

Mr. Tall, Dark and FBI.

- Why can't you just be happy for me?
- I'm looking out for you.

- You're looking out for me?
- You don't think it's at all coincidental

that he just happened to be transferred
into town and to go out with you?

You're going too far
with this conspiracy thing.

- And you know what? I blame Jimmy.
- At least he believes me.

You met him in 5150.
He's a crazy person.

I mean he gets in your head,
he provokes you...

Whoa, hey, gee, Shell.

Don't hold back.
My only friend.

What about me?

Can we get the check?

Okay, well, I have something
for you in my car.

Arthur, no one's
recording you right now.

- You sure? How do you know that?
- I... I know it.

It's two years...

She'd be nine.

You believe that?

I love you...

with all my heart.

Remember, Dad?

Detective.

Is that a burn?

New one to me.

Who's that?

- Any leads on who took the body?
- Body!

- Pick up the body!
- Any leads on who took the body?

Charlie.

Arthur Bretnik?

How do you know my name?

My name's Elena Guzman. I called
the show the other night.

How'd you get on my property?

I opened the
gate, Arthur.

Jimmy?

Yeah.

Just check your signs and relax, man.
I'll make some coffee.

Get your hands up.

Turn around.

Never mind him, Elena.

Jimmy, get 'em up.

We're back to this, are we?

He's harmless, I promise.

Turn around.

Okay?

My daughter's name is Zoe.

She died a few days ago.

We're from a small town
called Wander.

About 90 miles from here.

The cops told me that
she was in a car accident,

but when I went to ID her body,
she had a wound on her chest.

- What kind of wound?
- It was a hole.

Whatever it was,
she wasn't in a car accident.

- I'm sorry for your daughter, Elena, but I can't help you.
- I'm begging you.

Arthur, she can pay.

I can pay!
$10,000, half up front.

Please.

So I didn't tell you the whole truth,
but it was her daughter, for God's sake.

- You of all people should know...
- Don't, Jimmy.

10K is a hell of a lot of money

and I'm only charging
the 20% finder's fee.

Oh, really? What else
didn't you tell me, Jimmy?

Nothing.

Talked to her on the phone,
told her to meet me here, that's it.

- You're too trusting.
- Oh, well, I think I balance the two of us out

very nicely in that regard.

Let me show you something.

Look at this.

You know, the hole Elena said
she saw in her daughter's chest.

Yeah, what about it?

Ah.

It sounds like the exact
same death wound

my John Doe had
at the church.

Jesus, Arthur.

Is it a coincidence, Jimmy?

Coincidence?

There are no coincidences!

Ah. You're going
to Wander, I see.

Okay, I'll be your wingman.

No! No, no, you stay here.
I need you here.

Shit.

Whoever did this to
Zoe is connected to my John Doe.

And is responsible for the
crash that destroyed my family.

They tried to kill me.

I don't know who you are,

but I'm coming for you.

So this woman,
who lost her daughter, too,

she said she wants some help.

There might be something
to this, Tan.

This could be the break
we've been waiting for.

- You're going out of town?
- Yeah.

The pay is good, so I thought it might
give me a chance to get my mind off things.

- It's great.
- Yeah. You'll visit Tanya?

- Obviously.
- She loves if you bring her...

Daisies, I know. Charlie?

Huh, she's with, um...

- Oh.
- Yeah.

If you need to call,
you use this.

- Yeah, been through that before.
- And have this on when you do.

Are you gonna tell me
where you're staying?

No, I will text you
the details.

- All right?
- All right.

Hey, hey, hey, Junctioneers,

welcome
to The Thought Junction.

All right,
Thought Junctioneers.

Think about it.
You're going to work five days a week.

You're working 80 hours a week and you're
bringing home 40% of your paycheck.

I wanna know
where the money is.

There's tunnels,
there's bunkers underneath this earth.

They have every bit of, uh,
technological modus operandi.

And yet you can't even
put gas in the car.

That's what they do.
Slip it in real slow,

take advantage of
our inherent suggestibility.

It's called,
"Incrementalism." Bam, boom.

You really think it's...
Really?

Yeah,
and what happens next, Wild Horse?

Curtains!

Arthur Bretnik.

Private Investigator audio log.

Zoe Guzman Investigation.

Day 1.

Landed in Wander.

A service highway leads you in,

and a one-way trucking lane
leads you out the other.

Rail line sequesters the town.

Then mountains.

Running out.

No infrastructure.

Hotel, convenience store.

A simple café.

Seems to be it.

Why would anyone live here?

Well.

Arthur Bretnik?

What?

I ran your plates.

What brings you to Wander,
Mr. Bretnik?

Mr. Bretnik?

Well, the yucca's are blooming.

Everyone knows everyone
around these parts.

We don't get
a lot of visitors.

So I thought
I'd introduce myself to you.

Well, that's not necessary,
but it's very kind of you,

- Sheriff...
- Santiago.

Santiago.

Have a good day,
Mr. Bretnik.

I'm sure we'll be seeing
each other again.

That was weird.

I am powerful.

Arthur Bretnik.

Private Investigation audio log.

Zoe Guzman Investigation.

2:30 p.m.

About to have follow-up
interview with victim's mother,

Elena Guzman.

Beautiful day!

Sure is.

So lucky to be here.

Yeah.

Moved here four years ago.

From where?

Just wanted a change.

That wasn't my question.

I haven't gone in
since...

Yeah.

You mind if I?

No, go ahead.

They found her on
the service highway,

by the Wander sign.

They haven't released her body to me.
She's still at the morgue.

She's still at the morgue?

Zoe.

Gotta get going.

This all
in the last week?

Yeah, we lost another three.

And her. She knew what
would happen if she ran.

She didn't deserve this.
None of them do.

Well, talk to Canton, not me.

Let's go. Have to get
these reports out to Canton.

- Three.
- Three.

- Two.
- Two.

- Three.
- Two.

Two. Three.

- Two.
- Two.

One.

- One.
- Three.

- Three.
- Two.

Two.

- One.
- One.

They took the body!

They're stealing the body
from the morgue, Arthur, go!

Drop the body!

Any leads on who took the body?

- Jimmy, you up?
- Of course, I'm up!

- Elena was right.
- Whoa, whoa, okay, hang on, hang on, slow down.

Elena was right about the hole
in Zoe's chest.

Yeah, I'm gonna send you
some photos, okay?

You get 'em?

And there were
other bodies too.

- With a hole?
- Oh, yeah.

Arthur? Arthur?

You okay?

Yeah, I'm being watched.

- Jimmy, can you do something for me?
- Okay.

On my computer there's
a program called "9erwire."

It accesses the federal database
where all 911 calls are housed.

Okay, bingo, got it.

I need to know
who called in Zoe's body.

Wait, hold up.

My SIM's compromised, Jimmy.

I'm gonna text you
a new number.

Oh, one second.

He finally tell you
where he's at?

No, but he gave me
a new number.

I'm gonna call him, okay?

Mm-hmm.

Quite the operation
he's got going on.

The man's got ingenuity in
spades, I'll give him that.

He's not picking up.

Zoe Guzman Investigation.

Day 2. 2:57 p.m.

Gone to the Wander sign,
look for Zoe's car.

Victim site, appears to be
a vehicle crash.

Vehicle appears to be bigger.

Thick tread.

Seen this vehicle before,
white Cherokee.

Definitely being followed.

A secret place out.

The can?

Hey, Jimmy, did you find it?

There's no 911 call
on file, man.

- No, there had to be.
- They probably had it pulled.

What are you talking about?
They don't pull 911 calls.

Hey Jimmy, I got to go.

Come on!

Arthur
Bretnik, audio log.

They're bringing people here.

Did they bring me here?

Stay focused, Arthur.

I need to find Zoe's vehicle.

More answers might be inside.

There's a scrapyard
on the edge of town.

If the vehicle Zoe was in
is anywhere...

I found the vehicle
Zoe was driving.

Some kinda G-Card inside.

They shot at me.

They're toying with me.

They know I'm here.
They want me here.

You wanna know my fortune,
Daddy?

- Hey, Shelley.
- Arthur?

Hey, you on that phone
I gave you?

- Yeah.
- You got the jammer on?

- Yeah.
- Listen, I can't get ahold of Jimmy.

- Of course, you can't.
- Can you do me a favor?

- Sure.
- At my place, in the box you gave me,

there's photos.

Can you see
if there's any of a woman

with blonde hair
and a black hat?

If so, send me
a pic of it, will ya?

- Are you sure you're okay?
- Yeah, Shell, I promise.

I'll go after this.

All right, tell Tanya
I love her.

I will.

Arthur Bretnik.

Zoe Guzman Investigation.

Day 3.

My motel was clearly
compromised.

I'm setting up a new base now

a couple miles outta town.

At the Spruce Winds Cabins now.

Going back to check out
the garage. It's the hub.

This isn't gonna end well
for you, Arthur.

Hey, Charlie.

Where's neglectful
Uncle Jimmy, huh?

Where's
Uncle Scumbag Jimmy?

Oh, man.

- Hey!
- Goddamn... Oh, oh!

- Can I have a little privacy?
- Jimmy?

Goddamn, put the gun down.

Put the fucking gun down!
What happened to your arm?

- Where's Charlie?
- He's got food and water for days.

- How'd you find me?
- You sounded off on your voice mail, I came here,

- the front door lady let me in.
- I said I was here in my voice mail?

You overdoing
your meds again, man?

Go on... Get...

Give a minute, okay?
Just go on.

Go on.

He left Charlie tied up outside
in the sun with food and water.

- Who does that?
- Is he okay?

- Yeah, 'cause he's a trouper and he's the best dog.
- Hey, did you get those photos?

Yeah, and everything on the investigation
you said you're leaving alone.

Sort of in a hurry here, Shell.

Okay, I found it.

- Oh, oh, oh, oh.
- What?

Let's do this,
Arthur boy.

Jimmy's there?

- He just showed up.
- You lied to me, Arthur.

You know, this is how it starts.
He gets in your head, he works you up.

- I'll call you later, Shell.
- Arthur?

Let's go for a drive.
Come on, baby, let's go for a drive.

You look like shit, Arthur.

Yeah, but I smell great.

Check out this picture
Shelley just texted me.

Look, this...

That's the first day
I got here.

The sheriff and her.

Huh? I knew I recognized her!

She was there,

the John Doe scene
at the church.

You think she's behind
the crash with your family?

Yeah, I do!
I mean she's there.

Jimmy.

They bring them,
take them there.

There's an entire underground bunker,
there's cells monitoring this whole place.

- Wander is like a... it's a testing ground.
- No shit.

And they insert these implants. They're
keeping them here, they're tracking 'em.

Just like we've talked about
all this time.

My God.

New version or the old?

Zoe tried to run.

Jimmy, listen to me.

I've scoured every
police database I can find,

Zoe never shows up.

But look at this.

Jimmy, check out this
missing person's report.

- Martina Lopez?
- No, Zoe.

Elena's been lying to us
the whole time, Jimmy.

Her real name isn't Elena.

It's Sofia Lopez,
and Zoe is Martina Lopez.

Both reported missing. The people
controlling all this, they're clearly...

They're bringing people here. They're changing
their names, they're erasing their past.

I mean, the people here
in Wander, they're all trapped.

Jimmy, she knows you.
Gives us away.

- I'll be round back.
- Roger that.

- Why'd they send you to me?
- It's all your fault!

They killed her!

Zoe's dead because of you.

Jimmy's in on it.

Arthur!

Jesus Christ, Arthur.

Goddamn.
Did you shoot her, Arthur?

Jimmy, I can't remember
telling you

where I was
in my voice mail.

Huh?

"Jimmy's in on it."

- That's the last thing she said.
- Let's just take a deep breath.

No, Jimmy, see,
I'm getting confused

and I can't decipher
if it's you or if it's me!

All right.

I'll make a confession, Arthur.

I lied to you.

Elena first made contact with me through
the PI website that I built for you.

And I told her
to call the show.

I, uh, needed the money.

And I'm sorry, all right?

But I always had a gut feeling
that there was...

there was something more
to all of this...

Wander, Elena, Zoe...

- Jimmy.
- Some link between here

and what happened
to your family.

- Don't talk about my family.
- And I was right.

We were right.

Jimmy, I'm barely
hanging on here.

Arthur.

We're pinning down the truth.

Stay with it.

You know me.

Do I, Jimmy?

I'll take it from here.

Five miles inland...

on the edge
of the Valley of Fire.

Marked by a cross.

I never wanted blood
on my hands.

It's a war, Jimmy...

between the dark
and the light.

Light.

You're light, Jimmy.

I hope so.

Every name on this ledger
comes back as a missing person.

Every one of these people
are trapped in Wander.

- Martina, Sofia...
- Zoe and Elena.

Reported missing,
Amarillo, Texas.

We got these two.

All right, I saw them
at the truck stop

and then trapped
at the Fox Hole.

Men, women, different ages,
various races.

Yeah, but they all have
one thing in common.

Hell yeah,
they're all immigrants.

That's Ukraine, Syria,
Trinidad, Korea.

I mean
the list goes on and on.

And what the hell does it
have to do with you.

I got too close
to my John Doe case.

But why lure you here?

Well, we're gonna find out.

Jimmy, tomorrow
I'm going back to the Fox Hole.

Hell yeah.

This needs to be exposed.

Hey, Shell.

Look, I haven't been
totally honest

about what I've been working
on here in Wander.

I got hired
to investigate a murder.

But here's the thing, Shell.

It's linked
to something bigger.

And I'm directly involved.

All I need is a name, Shell.

This time,
I'm gonna prove it all.

Look... hey, whoa. I checked it
out, Wander. It's a sleepy old town.

- He's... he's fine.
- I'm gonna go.

- Shell, this is not your battle to fight with him.
- He's done this before.

He stretches stories, changes the
truth, becomes completely delusional.

Right, and who does
he always drag into it?

He's going to end up hurting
himself or someone else.

Like you. And I don't want
that to happen.

So let's give it the night.

And if he still doesn't
answer his phone,

we will go down there and we'll go down
together and we'll sort it all out.

All right,
this is the Fox Hole.

No one's here
this time of day.

I'm gonna download everything
from the computers.

You get the footage of
everything from inside the lab.

If I go down...
you keep running.

And, Jimmy, if that happens,
you gotta promise me one thing.

- Yeah?
- You take care of Tanya.

I will.

Let's go.

- Arthur?
- Shelley.

What happened?

I know you're in Wander.

- Shelley, I need you here tomorrow.
- Arthur, you have to stop,

- 'cause you're not well and Jimmy just perpetuates it...
- Jimmy's dead.

- What?
- They killed him.

What are you talking about?

Shelley, I need you here
tomorrow morning, 10:00 a.m.

I'll text you the details
as soon as I know them.

- Arthur, Arthur, wait, please.
- It'll all make sense tomorrow.

Hey.

What's going on?

Really?

Really?

On your knees,
hands up, Arthur!

Down on your knees!

Arthur, hands up!

Down, down!

Hands up.

Let's go over this again.

We've ID'd everyone
in that photo.

All Wander locals.

Victor Canton, local doctor.

- A resident of Wander for 25 years. He's a scientist...
- No.

He created the chip technology.

He's selling it to people,
putting it into people.

They were all involved. With the
implants, my accident, everything.

The entrance to the Fox Hole
was right there.

Right there. You open this
garage, there's a red car there.

You push a lever,
the car goes up.

There is nothing there, Arthur.

That's impossible.

I took Jimmy
there to gather evidence.

What?

No.

Welcome to the Fox Hole.

I would like to commend you
on signing up

for this noble venture.

You are helping
our country grow

in ways that will benefit
our social structure

and national security
for years to come.

So what type of medical testing
did you volunteer for?

A C68 biochip,
the world's leading device

in human near-field technology.

They're here!

Stay here.
Keep downloading that.

Turn around, Jimmy.

Gotta be a way out of here. Stairs in back...

Come on, Jimmy!

Ah!

Jimmy!

Jimmy!

I'm sorry, Arthur.

So close, Arthur.

Come on, move!
Move! Up the stairs!

Come on!
Go, go, go! Come on.

Bag, phone, keys.

If you want the truth about what happened to
your wife and daughter, you'll work with me.

Come on, let's go.
We gotta go.

Move!

And there was
a woman too, Elsa.

CIA, I think.
She took me to the garage.

She's the one in the photos
you texted me, Shell.

Her?

Yeah.

Her name's Kimberly Clark.

She was actually a witness
at the crime scene.

No, she wasn't.

She took me to a safe house.

Sheriff Santiago was there.

And they told me
who was behind everything.

They prey on runaways.

Lower class, broken homes.

Immigrants.
There, I said it for you.

They lure them here with
the promise of money, housing,

in exchange
for medical testing.

Insert the implant
and they're trapped.

I'm not who you think I am,
Arthur.

We're all on the same team.

You can call me "Elsa."

Come on, I got something
to show you.

His real name
was Filipe Jimenez.

Your John Doe from the church.

He's a Colombian refugee who escaped
when his implant malfunctioned.

Canton couldn't have you
looking into things,

- so he had the body stolen from the morgue.
- Who's Canton?

Victor Canton.
Early adopter of chip technology.

He single-handedly
advanced the field.

He developed tech
that could track movement,

location, vitals.

It was revolutionary.

And attractive
to foreign investors.

Now, what's
the Oryon Project?

Canton changed. He got greedy.

Funding sources
became anonymous.

Bigger parties
with deeper pockets.

The fact that Wander
uses immigrants

for its testing
is not an accident.

He took a black ops
government security contract

and shifted his focus
to border control.

Border control. He'll control everybody.
So there's that.

The chip links directly to the
subject's central nervous system.

When it reaches a set radius,
it could be frozen or shut down.

And you guys can murder
whoever you want.

Not exactly how
Canton sees it, but yes.

He told us his intentions were
to progress the greater good of humanity,

not to create weapons
for the highest bidder.

And you just go along
for the ride, huh?

Not anymore.

Wander has helped shape
Canton's business model.

Him and his investors are on the
verge of going wide with the tech.

- Why am I here?
- Canton was the one that made the call

on the hit and run
of your car.

He killed my daughter?

I wanted you to know that.

I am so sorry.

You've been watching me?

Because I've been waiting for the
day I could tell you all this.

You deserved
to know the truth.

The truth.

Arthur, you are here because I
wanna offer you an opportunity.

- What opportunity?
- I know the pain Canton's actions

have caused you with Tanya.

I know how you struggle
with what happened to Cleo.

You don't know anything.

I've lost people too.
It's not right.

Canton is hardly ever here
in Wander,

but there's a meeting set
tomorrow morning.

It's his last meeting before
he sells the Oryon Project.

Arthur, you can't tell me you
don't wanna go face to face

with the man that destroyed
your family,

to get revenge
for your daughter.

Justice.

That's the opportunity
I'm offering you.

The plan was...

it was set.

That's when
I called you, Shell.

Arthur!

Shelley, Jimmy's dead.

But, uh, the things,
they changed.

First time meeting him.

Luis.

Follow my lead.

Santiago,
what are we doing here?

Now!

What are you doing?

Always knew
I couldn't trust you.

Elsa, Santiago told me
you were shot dead yesterday.

Had to get you here somehow.

Lost your focus a long time ago,
Victor, and I'm tired.

What are you doing?

You want your apology?
Now's your chance.

Victor Canton,
meet Arthur Bretnik.

Do it, Arthur.
He murdered your daughter.

You think killing me
is gonna stop any of this?

Shooting me is exactly
what they want.

You shoot, they win.

Just why don't you say it?

- You have no idea the complexities...
- Say it!

- This is bigger than all of us.
- Say it!

You were supposed to be alone.
I wasn't driving the truck.

Say it!

Say it!

Look at that.
Look at that determination.

Go, go, go, go,
go, go, go, go!

Arthur, it's okay.

Drop the gun. I'll handle this.

Get to the office
and wipe down the computer.

It's done.

Give us a minute.

You know, these are psychotics.

And they're known
to create acute anxiety

and paranoid delusions in people
with a history of mental illness.

How long you been mixing these?

They played you.

You don't know how powerful these people
are. They're connected everywhere.

For all I know,
this is all part of it.

Listen, I'm here as your lawyer,
not just your friend.

And I wonder if there's anything
we're missing.

You want proof?

I have one of the chips in me!

After the accident,
they put a chip in me.

Are you one of them?

I think you're sick again,
Arthur.

You need
to check the addresses again.

- Just check 'em.
- We checked... They checked every address.

- They went to Elena's house.
- Check 'em again.

- It was boarded up.
- Check 'em again.

And the property was reclaimed
after the owner died. The bank claimed it.

And the morgue where you said
you found the bodies,

it hasn't been in use
for years.

We found your car.

What do you mean,
you found my car?

You... you found it?
You found my car?

Yeah.

What's the problem?
'Cause it has all the files from the case.

It has the addresses
I can't remember.

But the problem is
what we found in your car.

What did you find?

Jimmy.

He was decapitated.

Did I...

Hi.

Morning.

You and that stuff.

Anything interesting?

We're all just puppets
to the man.

Arthur Bretnik,
my resident conspiracist.

I like airplanes.

How you doing, Arthur boy?

Jimmy.

I knew it.

I knew it.

I made you a promise.

Tanya will never want
for anything.

Of that, you can be sure.

Whose body
was in the trunk?

Does it really
matter, Arthur?

Did Canton actually order
the hit on my family?

I need to know.

You deserved your revenge.

- Yes or no?
- Arthur.

- Tell me!
- Yes, Arthur.

He did.

We owed you that much.

Why me?

Every good
conspiracy needs a patsy.

When Filipe and Zoe escaped,

Wander and Canton
became a liability.

We needed to clean things up.

We knew if we left you
enough clues...

nudged you
in the right direction...

someone in your mental state

might be able
to shoulder the burden

of tying up loose ends.

If anyone ever tries to expose
what's happening in Wander,

we'll be able to deflect,
pin it back to you.

A man unhinged.

Who are you people?

And you said it
yourself, Arthur.

It's all about keeping
a tight grip.

Immigration, incarceration,
border control...

these are all
big concerns for us.

Pawn, patsy or dead.

Two outta three ain't bad,
huh, Jimmy?

Hmm, you're a good man,
Arthur.

A silent warrior.

All right now,
Thought Junctioneers.

I wanna talk about trust, okay?

Who do you trust?

Can you trust, I don't know,

say, the person sitting
next to you, huh?

And what do you really know
about them? Look at their face.

They look like they have a
modicum of morality or ethics.

But do they really?

I am powerful.

I am protected.

Now why don't you try
an experiment for me?

Next time you hear about a homicide
or an unfortunate accident,

I want you to look at the
person associated with that act

and ask yourself,

"If he was walking down
the street,

would you believe that
he is capable of such an act?"

Hmm.

Look at the
person sitting next to you.

Look at them.
I mean really look at them.

Look in their eyes,
look inside their soul.

Ask yourself questions, "Is he capable
of that?" "Am I capable of that?"

You ready
for our walk?

- Arthur.
- Search your souls, people.

You don't know
what you're gonna find.

- Arthur, open up!
- This is Atlas Major with Thought Junction.

- Arthur!
- I'll catch you all next week.

Hey, Shell.

Look, I haven't been
totally honest

about what I've been
working on here in Wander.

I got hired
to investigate a murder.

All I ever wanted
was the truth.

I don't know why,

but for the first time
in a long time, I have hope.

Let's see what plays out.