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All right demon,

time to wake up and get ready.

You're going into deep pits, my friend.

Keep me, Lord, from the hands of the wicked.

Preserve me from the violent men

who have purpose to overthrow my goings.

What are you going to do?

Keep your mouth shut, demon.

Are you crazy?

Let me outta here.

You're not going anywhere.

Where's my guitar?

I'm warning you.

You don't know who you messing with, son.

I know exactly what you are.

They have spread a net by the wayside.

They have set gins for me.

I said unto the lord, Thou art my God.

Hear the voice of my supplications, Lord.

You're so weak.

Your God ain't nothin'!

You're done, Eugene.

You can never hurt anyone again.

You think those little boxes are gonna stop me?

Yes. You'll never play again.

God the Lord,

the strength of my salvation,

Thou hast covered my head on this day of battle.

Let burning coals fall upon them.

Let them be cast into the fire,

into deep pits that they rise not up again!

Immortalis sim!

Fui quod sis Summum malum!

I will kill everyone you ever loved!

I will be back!

GHOST NOTE

Subrip: Pix

Blessed waters...

fill me with your soothing peace.

Like the river I shall flow,

patiently with joy and ease.

We're leaving in ten minutes.

I'm not going!

Yes, you are!

Don't give me that look.

What look? I'm not doing anything.

You know exactly what look, Mallory,

and I don't need your attitude right now.

Why do I even have to go?

It's not like any of them like me anyway.

Don't be such a drama queen.

Drama queen? Really?

It's the same thing every year.

You and Dad have fun with the adults,

drinking, playing games,

while I get stuck at the kids table

with the whiny little brats.

Then you'll fit right in.

Just let me stay home, please.

You can tell them I'm sick.

Number one, no.

And number two,

could you just try to fit in a little?

You'd love that, wouldn't you?

Maybe I should say grace at dinner.

I think that would be lovely.

Five minutes.

Well, that didn't work.

I'm worried about Mallory.

What for? Witchcraft?

It's just a phase.

No, not witchcraft.

I'm worried how she's gonna take it when we...

When we tell her that we're leaving her at your mother's

an extra week while we go on vacation without her.

She'll be fine, you know. She's a big girl,

and she'll understand that we need some alone time.

But, you know... Besides, my mom loves her.

Yeah? I'm not so sure

she's gonna love the new Wiccan version.

You'd be surprised at how progressive

my mother really is.

I sure hope so.

Welcome to hell.

Can you just promise me

that you'll try and have a little fun

and not make me miserable?

I promise nothing.

I'm comin' for you, buddy!

Can't get away!

Ricky, my arch rival!

And you are looking as beautiful as ever.

You're not so bad yourself, Lawrence.

Get it off me!

Kyle, leave your cousin alone.

Mal, you gonna join us for the big game today?

You can be on my team.

Absolutely. I can't wait.

My little Ricky!

Okay, Ma. It's good to see you, too.

It's so wonderful to see you, Jenny.

You too Betty. It smells delicious in here.

Thank you. My goodness, Mallory.

Hi, Grandma.

You are getting so big and so pretty.

I bet you can't keep the boys away.

I'm lesbian.

She's kidding.

-Butthead. -Shut up.

No, you better shut your mouth.

You don't talk to me that way.

I am just so thankful you all can still find the time

to come and visit this old lady once a year.

Come on, Mom, you know we're gonna be here

every year for Thanksgiving.

I know, but I'm still thankful.

It's just too bad that the old bastard's not here

to make our lives miserable, right?

Jack, please.

Don't talk about your father like that.

What?

Look, Ma, he was an asshole and a drunk and you hated him.

Betty, how do you get this stuffing...

It looks like you're gonna take his place

as the drunk asshole, aren't you?

Cheers.

Whatever, Helen.

You have plenty of drunk Dad stories too, okay.

Rick, do you remember the time

that he beat the shit out of you

for going into his workshop? You remember that?

Jack, come on.

What about the one where he choked me

and then threw me down the stairs of the attic.

Remember that?

-Please stop. -This is not the time.

You know what? You complained the most, Helen.

Have you ever heard of the saying,

"It's better to let sleeping dogs lie?"

Can we eat in peace? Please.

Your father had his faults, but deep down he was a good man

-and he loved you. -Bullshit!

-He did! -Ma, that is bullshit!

Yeah, and he was an asshole. Okay?

I mean, fuck! Jesus Christ, you guys!

I can't breath in this environment.

I mean, we meet for a nice family dinner

and this happens every time.

I mean, Jack, we get it, Dad was an asshole,

we all know that, but he died eight years ago now.

Let it go.

She's right.

Let's just talk about the... the turkey bowl.

Right Rick? Our rivalry?

You know we only see each other once a year,

let's... enjoy this while we can.

God, they're stupid.

I thought you didn't believe in God.

What? God?

No. Shut up.

What do you believe?

Can you just leave me alone?

My mom says that Mallory's a witch.

No, witches are ugly.

Thank you, Kyle.

-Can you do magic? -I guess.

Can you make me disappear?

No. That would be a magician,

and those are just illusions.

I'm Wiccan.

What's Wiccan?

Wiccan is a very old religion.

We believe that as long as no one gets hurt,

we can do whatever we want.

My dad says we're Christians

and all the other religions are cults.

Or terrorists.

Good for him.

You should definitely listen to your dad.

Can you talk to the dead?

Anyone can talk to the dead. You just need a Ouija board.

What about a séance?

Yeah. Sure. Whatever. Can I just eat?

Yeah, let's do a séance!

-Let's go! -Hike!

Going down! Going down!

What do you creeps want?

We wanna have a séance.

Okay. Sure.

We're gonna need a few things first.

Everyone hold hands.

Focus on the candle.

Blood of my blood,

you spirits of love,

come from below

and from above.

Entities loving,

who wish me well,

come to this circle

when I sound the bell.

Go now!

Leave this place at once

or you all will... die!

-What is it? -It's a ghost.

Everyone calm down.

What is it?

It's a guitar.

It looks like some sort of journal.

Looks like a piece of junk.

What's wrong with you?

It's just supposed to be a game of touch.

Quit your whining, you big baby.

She barely touched you.

-Look at my nose! -Sweetheart, I am so sorry.

What? We're leaving.

Hey.

You know, I think we're gonna leave too.

I think the girls are tired.

Well you have to have some pie first.

I'm sorry, Mom. We'll stay longer next year.

Come on, girls.

Lawrence, get our stuff together!

Are we leaving too?

What?

I can't believe this.

Just try to understand, Mal.

I mean, We haven't been alone together since...

-Ever. -We just need some time.

No, I get that.

What I don't get is why you guys didn't tell me.

Why would you wait until we're all the way out at Grandma's?

What did you think would happen?

I don't know. In hindsight, it probably wasn't the best idea.

Ya think?

I feel like you tricked me

and you all are just gonna have a good laugh about it later.

-Give me a break, Mallory. -It might seem like that now,

but it's not what we intended.

That's great that you didn't intend

to make me feel like shit.

Look, Mallory, we're sorry

and you're just gonna need to get over it, okay?

Whatever.

So what am I supposed to wear for the next week?

I packed you a bag.

I guess you thought of everything.

You know, I'm almost 18.

You could've at least treated me like an adult.

Come on, Mal.

Have fun in Hawaii.

That went well.

Assholes.

All right, Mom. We'll see ya next year.

Is Ashley not feeling well?

She'll be fine.

I'm sure she's just in one of her moods.

Come on, Lawrence, let's go.

All right, girls, come on!

Girls, come on, let's go!

Kids! Listen to your father!

Now, don't you worry about a thing.

I've got lots of games.

She's gonna love keeping her grandma company.

Thank you so much for doing this, Betty.

-Hush now. -Means so much to us.

It's my pleasure.

See ya next time, Mom.

All right.

Shit.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Just a little surprised.

We can just make the best of it.

What do you like to do?

I don't know.

Watch movies on Netflix, I guess.

Okay. That sounds like fun.

Come on.

What's Netflix?

And gin.

You're way too good at this.

You want to play something else?

I think I have got backgammon around here somewhere.

No. I'm good.

Can you tell me about Grandpa?

What do you want to know?

I don't know.

I just remember him being very distant,

and a little scary.

He wasn't always that way.

He actually used to be a preacher.

So why did everyone talk so bad about him?

Because no one remembers him before he started drinking.

Only your father was born then.

He didn't always drink?

No, he never touched alcohol until the ‘70s.

Well, did something happen,

like, that drove him to drink?

I suppose so. He started drinking after...

I get it.

My dad drove him to drink.

No. No, dear.

He loved your father.

So that's why he beat him?

Actually, yes.

Your father was... willful.

He didn't spank him to be mean.

He was trying to protect him.

Protect him?

From what?

You don't let a child stick his finger in a light socket.

You slap his hand so he'll learn.

It sounds like he did a little more than slap his hand.

What was so terrible?

You know what? It's not important.

Let's keep playing.

Was he a musician?

Goodness, no.

Why do you ask?

No reason.

Actually, I'm kind of tired.

Is it okay if I go to bed?

Of course, it's okay dear.

You don't have to ask permission.

See ya in the morning.

Sleep well.

Grandma? Is that you?

What are you doing?

Grandma, my God, you almost gave me a heart attack.

You shouldn't be going into the attic.

I thought this door was locked.

I'm sorry.

It's just that you have a rat. A really big one.

Okay. It's nothing to worry about.

I will call the exterminator in the morning.

Please don't go back up there.

I won't.

Promise me.

Really?

Mallory I need to promise me

you will not go back up there.

I promise.

Good. Why don't you go on to bed now?

Yeah.

Goodnight.

Mallory?

Hey, Rodney.

It's been a long time.

Yeah, I guess.

About four years.

You've grown.

So have you.

Nice car.

You like it? It's a '73 Charger.

Looks fast.

You wanna go for a ride?

Maybe later.

I'm all sweaty.

What's with the music?

Since I started playing guitar

I've been listening to lots of different styles of music.

This is Mississippi Delta blues.

You like it?

I don't know.

It's different.

Have you ever heard of Eugene Burns?

Sure.

I haven't heard anything about him for a while, but...

there's lots of legends.

He was known as "the Devil of the Delta."

Why the devil?

The legend is, after he sold his soul to the Devil,

he went on some sort of killing spree...

and was never caught.

He just disappeared like 50 years ago, or something.

Creepy?

Why? Where'd you hear about him?

I should really go get cleaned up.

Okay.

Let's hang out later.

Cool.

It's a date, then.

It's a date.

Yes. I need to have someone come out and check my attic.

My granddaughter saw a rat.

I can make you some breakfast.

Sure. Tomorrow will be fine.

Okay.

This look familiar?

Sort of.

It seems smaller somehow.

The treehouse is that way, just over the creek right?

Good memory.

Too bad it fell apart.

That sucks.

I used to love that place.

That's where you rescued me from the dragon.

So that means Mr. Torres' old well is... that way.

Right?

This place used to terrify me.

Everyone used to say it was a bottomless pit.

I know.

It's funny, right?

Do you think there's still water in it?

Only one way to find out.

My God. Be careful.

That is so deep.

I can't believe he hasn't filled it in yet.

That seems so dangerous.

Yeah.

Let's get out of here. This place gives me the creeps.

Hey, you wanna go see Mr. Torres' horses?

Definitely.

What's this mess?

Sorry! We spilled a little!

You know you're not supposed to pour your own cereal.

Where's your sister?

She won't get up.

-Bye, babe. -Hey.

Have a good trip. I'll go check on Ashley.

Okay girls, I'm leaving!

Love you, Daddy.

Bye.

Hey, Ash, you okay?

Go away.

What's the matter? Are you sick?

Just leave me alone.

Can I get you anything?

Okay, I guess I'll work from home today.

I'll come check on you later.

Good boy. Yeah.

My God.

You remember when we used to go down to the creek

and swim in our underwear?

Yeah.

We're pretty lucky we survived out here.

What do you mean?

I mean, out here, around an open well,

a creek filled with snakes.

Other kids haven't been so lucky.

My God. Somebody fell into the well?

Hell, no. Nobody fell into that old well.

What's that, Mr. Torres?

Now don't you go spreading rumors about my well.

No sir. Of course not.

Nobody's fallen into that well

for at least a couple of months.

Just kidding, sweetheart.

Nobody's fallen into that well. I promise.

Besides, I'm filling that thing in

and I'm pouring some concrete over it.

So you don't have to worry about falling in.

There's a storm coming in. Stay away from that creek.

Really? Why?

A kid drown last year.

How's that even possible?

The water's only a few feet deep.

Well, it is now,

but when it rains, it becomes a raging river.

Jesus.

Poor kid.

You kids wanna go for a ride?

No thanks.

I'm gonna take Mallory into town for some lunch.

You kids be good.

We will.

So what's with the devil necklace?

What? This?

This isn't a devil necklace. It's a Wiccan symbol.

Wiccans don't believe in the devil.

So you're a witch then?

Yes, and if you're not careful...

You'll turn me into a frog?

Absolutely.

You know, besides Eugene Burns,

a lot of other blues musicians sold their souls to the Devil.

Cool.

I'm just saying because you seem interested in the music.

I just found an old guitar in my grandma's attic.

Really? From Eugene Burns?

I guess.

His name is stenciled on the case.

That's cool.

It might be worth something.

Well it doesn't matter.

It's in my grandma's attic

and she doesn't want me going up there.

Besides, there's rats.

You know, there's and old story about Eugene Burns.

That the last record he recorded

was supposedly so evil

anyone who heard it would die a horrible death

and be taken straight to Hell.

I don't think anyone's

ever heard the actual record, though.

I think it was called... "Ghost Note."

Wait.

Have you heard of it?

It sounds familiar.

Well, if you find that in your attic, let me know.

That would definitely be worth a fortune.

Really?

Why?

There aren't any copies known to be in existence.

Really?

Let's take a ride into town.

Okay.

Mallory? Is that you?

Can you come and see me, please?

Yeah, Grandma?

I need to tell you something...

It's... about the attic

and why I was so upset that you went up there.

Okay.

Come and sit.

So, I told you last night,

that your grandfather was a minister most of his life.

Well, as far back as I can remember...

he would go to people's homes and...

help them get rid of their demons.

What? Like, literally?

He helped a lot of people.

He was very strong.

Sometimes the power of the Devil was even stronger, and...

it would take a lot out of him.

Wait.

Are you trying to tell me That he was an exorcist?

I don't believe in that stuff.

What stuff?

God and the Devil. Being possessed by demons...

Any of that stuff.

The truth is the truth, Mallory.

It doesn't matter if you believe it.

Okay.

Go on.

Well...

It was the summer of 1970.

Milton had a friend from church,

I think his name was Charlie,

and Charlie worked as a sound engineer

at the local recording studio.

One day, he told Milton

that he had just recorded a record for a blues musician

by the name of Eugene Burns.

Eugene Burns?

Yes.

He was well known in the area but not for his music.

He was linked to several murders...

but he was never convicted.

I don't know why you're telling me any of this.

Eugene was evil...

and Charlie knew it.

He needed Milton...

to rid him of the demon.

So you're saying that Grandpa and this Charlie person

performed an exorcism on Eugene?

It took them many months...

but they finally got the demon out.

It nearly killed your grandfather.

When it was over...

Milton had some of Eugene's things,

and he hid them away up in our attic...

and he told us never to go up there.

Okay.

Well, thank you for telling me,

but demons and some dead guys things,

they don't scare me.

Mallory, you may have different beliefs and that's fine.

I'm fine with whatever it is.

But, I know Eugene was evil...

and if your grandfather said to stay away from his things

then I know he had a very good reason for doing it.

Okay, I'll stay away.

Thank you, honey.

Don't you dare touch me!

Get back! No!

No!

Don't be afraid.

Who's there?

-Go away! -Ay, Dios mio!

-My gosh. -I'm supposed to check the attic.

I am so sorry. I thought you were someone else.

Here she is now.

It's your mom.

Hi, Mom. How's Hawaii?

Stella.

Sure. Okay.

I love you, too.

Don't worry about a thing.

We're gonna watch Netflix tonight.

Did you see it?

Did you hear me?

Where are you going?

Hey.

Are you okay?

From the depths of Hell, he has come.

What did you say?

He's coming for you.

Did you find anything?

No, ma'am. There's nothing in the attic.

What do I owe you?

Well, that was strange.

Yeah.

Are you feeling well?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Maybe that's him with the bill.

It's just Rodney.

It's nice to see you, too.

Sorry.

We thought you were the exterminator coming back.

I just saw him leave.

Grandma, you remember Rodney, from next door?

Yes, of course. Hello, Rodney.

Hello, ma'am. It's nice to see you again.

Mallory, don't run off.

We need to go into town to get a few things.

Okay, Grandma.

Are you gonna invite me in?

Yeah. Come in.

What's up?

I wanted to see if you could show me that guitar.

-No way. -Why not?

Keep your voice down.

I told you, my grandma doesn't want me going up there.

She's about to leave.

It's not just that.

Ever since I found it, I've been seeing...

I don't know, I've just been seeing weird things.

I'm beginning to think it really is evil.

It's a guitar, Mallory.

Please, Rodney, just leave.

-Are you'll right? -No, I'm not.

What kind of witch are you?

Can't you just cast a spell and make it all better?

Don't be a jackass.

I'm sorry, Mallory.

Just go.

Did Rodney go home?

Yeah.

That was a fast visit.

Are you ready to go?

Actually, I'm not feeling very well.

Is it okay if I stay home?

Of course it's okay, honey.

Do you have diarrhea?

No, Grandma. I just have cramps.

Okay. I'll get you some Midol.

Okay.

I told you guys not to leave stuff on the stairs.

You're going to kill someone.

Are you listening to me?

Ashley.

You look terrible.

Let's get you back to bed. You're burning up.

If spirits threaten me in this place...

fight water by water...

fire by fire...

and banish their souls into nothingness...

and remove all their powers until the last trace...

and let these evil beings flee, through time and space.

Grandma!

Grandma, wait!

Grandma!

I'm sorry! Wait, Grandma!

Let me explain!

Grandma!

Grandma!

Grandma?

Is that real?

You tell me.

Welcome!

You guys looking for something or just browsing?

We need to see Mr. X.

Hey, Xander, somebody's here for you!

Rodney, my man. What's up?

It's been a while.

You still lookin' for delta blues?

I got a pristine copy of John Lee Hooker's "Boogie Chillen".

I'll make you great deal, man.

-No, thanks. -So, who's your friend?

Mallory, this is Mr. X. Mr. X., Mallory.

Mallory, it is a pleasure to meet you.

You can call me Xander.

Mr. X. Is way too formal.

And this is Lilith.

Nice to meet you both.

Anyways, how about some Howlin' Wolf?

Got a first pressing of "Smokestack Lightning" somewhere.

What do you know about Eugene Burns?

Eugene Burns. Let me see...

Got one right here.

It's not in greatest of shape, man.

But for you, five bucks.

What do you know about "Ghost Note?"

"Ghost Note"? I definitely don't have that.

Eugene Burns disappeared before any copies could be pressed.

They say he took the original recording with him.

If one was ever even recorded at all.

What do you mean?

Well, there's all this hype about it, man.

If you ask me, I'd say it's probably

some kind of an urban legend.

Well, what would it be worth?

I don't know. Probably thousands.

But supposedly anybody who ever heard that album

ended up dead, so...

So, you know the history then?

You mean how Eugene recorded his soul into the vinyl

to become immortal?

Yeah, man,

I've heard all those crazy stories before.

Do you believe ‘em?

What's goin' on, Rodney?

Show him.

Fuck me.

Certainly appears to be authentic.

You know it only plays backwards, right?

You guys didn't play it, did you?

No.

Good.

'Cause if you had, you probably would've killed each other.

You saw something, didn't you?

What?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Yes you do.

You look way too worried to be interested in some legend.

And I can tell from the pentagram that you're wearing

that you believe in spirits.

So what did you see?

I'm sure it's nothing.

I've just been having strange dreams.

More like... visions.

What kind of visions?

I don't know,

flashes of blood and torture.

After you found the record?

No. After I found his guitar.

Wait, wait, wait.

You're telling me you found Astaroth?

Astaroth?

Astaroth is the name of the demon

that possessed his guitar.

I guess.

I just found a guitar with his name on it.

And you found this in your grandfather's workshop?

No, I found it hidden in his attic.

Okay. Guys, listen.

We've got to be very, very careful

about how we handle this.

I don't know if I believe in the whole...

legend of Eugene Burns thing.

But what I do know for a fact is...

that a lot of death has followed the people...

that have heard him play that guitar.

Now, it could just be coincidence or whatever...

but I don't think you should take that chance.

Why don't you just give it to me for the night

and I'll do some research.

And whatever you do,

stay the hell away from that guitar.

What do you think?

Honestly...

I think it's all bullshit.

I don't think Eugene's ghost is haunting you.

I don't think his possessed guitar

is making you see things,

but it wouldn't hurt to leave the record here for the night.

Maybe you'll actually get a decent night's sleep.

Yeah... Okay.

Hey, man, I'll call you tomorrow.

Thanks, man.

Hey. Give me a call if you need anything.

Even if it's just to talk.

Okay, I will.

You okay?

Did you know my grandfather was an exorcist?

No, I didn't.

I think he might've killed Eugene.

What? You're kidding, right?

Just forget it.

No, Mallory. Talk to me.

Why'd you leave?

What?

Four years ago,

You left without saying anything.

You just disappeared.

Why?

I just had some stuff to work out.

What stuff?

I really don't wanna talk about it.

Was it because you tried to kill yourself?

Rodney?

Please drop it.

You can tell me. I want to know.

What the fuck is it exactly that you want to know, Mallory?

That I fucking tried to kill myself?

Okay yes, I fucking tried to kill myself.

It happens. What else?

Why?

It's none of your fucking business why.

I'm sorry. I thought that we were...

We're friends? Sure we're friends.

But that's all we're ever gonna be.

What else?

You don't wanna know any more information

about my personal life?

You don't wanna know how often I masturbate?

Fuck you.

Okay.

Hey, do you want me to get you some foo before I take off?

Come check this out.

It says here that Eugene recorded "Ghost Note"

in the summer of 1970 but the original pressing was stolen.

Charlie Taylor, the engineer, claimed that...

Eugene wanted to release the record to the world

and he thought... it would end humanity.

He was suspected of being the thief but...

he was found ripped apart

by what appeared to be an animal attack in his home.

It says here the record was never found.

Wikipedia?

Okay, so, sandwich?

Sure. Thanks.

Hey, don't listen to that, okay?

Why? You don't really believe that...

I just mean... don't listen to it without me.

Okay.

I'll be right back.

-I'm sorry. -Forget it.

I shouldn't have snapped at you like that.

I shouldn't have been prying into you personal life.

No. No, you're right.

I do need to talk about it.

It's okay.

We can talk about it whenever you're ready.

See ya tomorrow, then?

Yeah.

I'm sure my grandma is freaking out right now.

Hey Xander, here's your sandwich!

All right... I'll see you tomorrow.

You said you weren't gonna listen to it, you asshole.

Xander? You here?

Are you in there?

All right. I'm done.

What the fuck?! You jerk!

What the fuck is wrong with you?!

Let go! Xander, you're hurting me!

Fucking asshole!

I love you.

You are the one!

I'm hungry.

Mom, Vicky's hungry!

Where's Mommy?

Is she gonna make dinner?

She always makes dinner.

Where is she?

It's okay. It's just thunder.

Mama?

Are you in there?

Wait. You ain't supposed to go in there.

It's okay.

Mama?

Mama? Are you sleeping?

Mama!

Mama!

Just tell her, you big pussy.

All you have to do is walk over there right now...

and say, "Mallory...

I'm in love with you.

I've always been in love with you,

and I can't stand the thought

of being without you for one more second."

You can do this.

No, no, no!

We have to hide!

Go away!

Please stop!

What do you want from me?!

I just wanted to make sure your okay.

Fuck, man!

No, no, no. It's that one.

-Sure? -Yes.

Fuck. It's locked.

Let's go ask Mallory for the key.

Are you kidding me?

See if we can find a rock.

Thanks for letting me sleep with you.

Sure, honey. Thunder can be scary.

It's not the thunder.

What's got you spooked, then?

I need to tell you something.

What are we looking for, Xander?

This is ridiculous.

I'm gonna go get Mallory.

Wait.

Don't you move.

Are you serious?

You know he's immortal, don't you?

Who?

Eugene, man.

Where have you been?

Yeah, I get it.

He lives through his music.

No.

He's alive.

And you and I...

well, we're gonna set him free.

I think you're losing it, Xander.

I gotta go.

Hold on a second.

I need to show you something first.

This is getting old.

Just give me two seconds.

Fine. What do you want to show me?

I've already seen it.

You are gonna love this.

What are you doing?

Great, Xander. You ruined Mallory's record.

Look.

Not one single scratch.

You see...

It's unbreakable.

Okay...

So it's unbreakable. Big deal.

Don't you get it, man?

They're both unbreakable.

Invincible. Immortal.

Is there some sort of medication you forgot to take today?

No, Man.

Check this out.

See this?

Eugene is in here, man...

and we're gonna break him out.

Here. Take this.

Break the bricks.

Well, hit the wall.

So you're telling me...

that Eugene Burns is not dead...

but he's actually immortal...

and buried inside the wall

of Mallory's grandfather's workshop,

and we need to break down the wall and set him free?

I knew you'd get it.

Fuck off, Xander. I'm going home.

A séance?

My God, Mallory.

You have no idea the powers we're dealing with here.

I know. I am so, so sorry.

Did anyone touch him?

Him?

The guitar, Mallory. Did you touch it?

I've been seeing things.

I know, honey.

Astaroth is not just a guitar.

It's cursed with demonic powers.

Why is it in still up in your attic?

Why the hell did you not burn it, or something?

Believe me, we tried.

It's indestructible.

We were going to bury it...

but Milton was afraid someone would find it

and Eugene would be freed.

But... Eugene is dead.

Come on out. She's gone.

Ashley, no!

He's free.

Hey Lilith, It's Rodney.

I'm not sure what you can do,

but Xander's been acting really strange.

I can't believe this is happening again.

But if you're not trying to free Eugene...

then that means you haven't heard it.

Heard what?

Ghost Note.

Eugene's record?

You've heard of it?

We found it in Grandpa's shop.

No.

What?

Where is it?

What? The record?

Yes, goddamn it, Mallory!

The fucking record, where is it?

We took it to a record shop.

Okay, we have to get it back now.

Maybe they went away.

I have a gun!

Mallory, it's Rodney! Will you let me in?

What the hell, Rodney?!

I'm sorry. I need to tell you about Xander.

He's out there right now?

Yeah.

He said something about...

Eugene being immortal, and he was gonna let him out.

Crazy?

We need to stop him.

I'm sure we can fix whatever he damages.

You don't understand, Rodney.

If Eugene gets out...

we're all going to die.

I'm here to serve you.

-Run! -What?

Don't let him get to Astaroth!

Take her out of here. Go!

-Mallory! -Go!

He needs me! Put me the fuck down!

Shut up! I'm trying to save you!

Fuck!

What the fuck, Rodney! Where's Xander?

There's no time to explain. Let's go.

Let me go!

What is wrong with her?

I don't know. She saw Eugene and...

What do you mean, she saw Eugene?

He's going to kill you all.

What the fuck's going on, Rodney?

Hotdog needs to go for a walk.

So take him. I'm busy.

All you do is play with those damn guns all day.

It's your job to take him outside.

Christ.

Don't you use the Lord's name in vain!

Bitch, bitch, bitch! That's all you ever do!

Makes me wanna...

Hey, goddamn!

I told you not to talk that Spanish around me.

You know I don't understand that shit.

You're a fucking asshole!

Say hello to my little friend.

This is too crazy.

I know.

I wouldn't have believe it either if I hadn't seen it.

We need to call the police.

I guess so.

Sure, call the police.

They can arrest him.

What are you doing?

Maybe she's right. I mean, what can they do?

We let him out, we have to put him back.

What are we supposed to do?

I know what we can do...

Die.

Mallory's grandmother said

that Eugene would want to get to the guitar.

Astaroth.

Maybe we can beat Eugene there.

Get to it first, then lure him into a trap.

That's a great idea, Rodney

You're so smart.

Where is it?

It's in her attic.

Great.

All right, just hurry it up, you mangy mutt.

I don't know why we bother walking you, anyway.

You're still gonna shit in the house.

Who's there?!

You're just not gonna go, are you?

Who is that?

Ricky?

That you, man?

All right, mister.

You best stay back.

I ain't fuckin' around!

Wait, so she's the only one that knows where it's at?

She needs to snap out of it.

Why'd you hit me?

-Mallory? -What?

Are you back to normal?

My face hurts.

Can you take us to the guitar?

What was that?

Sounded like a gunshot.

Come on, let's go.

What are you doing?

Are you okay?

Yeah, I just thought I saw something.

It's nothing.

Let's go inside.

Wait here. Keep an eye out.

We'll be right back.

Okay, just hurry up.

Rodney?

Hang on!

I'm right here.

Come on, come on, come on.

Where is it?

It's hiding back here.

Are you okay?

It's in there.

What's going on up there?

We're okay!

Don't open it.

It's okay.

It's beautiful.

Close it, please.

Okay.

What was that for?

I don't know.

Let's end this.

Where the heck is Lilith?

Maybe she's in the bathroom.

Lilith?

Lilith!

-Run! -What?

Go!

Shit.

The well!

Easy.

Get that motherfucker.

Fuck.

I don't know... where...

Mallory!

Rodney!

Rodney, snap out of it!

Thank God.

I've always loved you, Mallory.

I know.

Run, Mallory.

-What? -Run!

Rodney!

Please, Mallory!

Blood of my blood, spirits of love...

come from below and from above.

Entities loving, who wish me well,

return this demon back to hell!

God the lord, the strength of my salvation,

thou hast covered my head on the day of battle.

Wait, no!

Let them be cast into the fire...

into deep pits, Lord, that they rise not up again!

I will be back!

Let's get out of here.