Jesse finds Bob in the night. It doesn't go the way Bob might hope for.

Hence the great darkness of philosophers who have looked for a complete building in a ruin.
 
Marty Hart accidentally acquires the valuable philosophical insights of Rust Cohle, boy detective.

Susan's on the loose, and Falco walks right back into an old cage.

Commodus seldom gets his way.

Ammit consecrates her avatar to herself.

"Whatever you want," Nathan finds himself saying when his shirt comes off over his head and his glasses hit the nightstand — like he's talking to himself, which he might as well be. "Don't think about it like should, or shouldn't. Don't think. Don't fucking try and figure it out. Come on. You can keep your shirt on."

Fletcher and Neiman in collision.

Back then, all the boys his age had hero-worshipped costumed vigilantes. Jack supposes they still do.

Longing makes the world bright and the yearner blind, he knows, but even without his want soaking through and staining it, he thinks— he would be sure.

Afterward, there are ways for men to comfort one another.