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(upbeat music)

♪ Ooh, yeah ♪

- Aw, you missed a spot.

You know, if you weren't free, I'd definitely replace you.

- Who said anything about being free?

- What kind of payment do you have in mind?

(both chuckle)

You know, I'm sorry about being such a bitch last week.

- Which time?

(Maya chuckles)

- Well, about you keeping secrets, and all that?

I was really just mad at myself,

and I took it out on you, 'cause hey,

what are guys for?

And that's when I stole this out of your apartment.

I think that's when I hit bottom.

I mean, how insane is it

to be competing with someone's dead wife?

- It was a long time ago.

Sometimes, you just have to make a fresh start.

- Okay, well I'm kicking you out of here.

I've gotta get dressed to meet a friend.

- Anybody I know?

- Hey, just because I don't like you keeping secrets

doesn't mean I can't have any.

(Maya chuckles)

♪ Hey boy, aren't you through with her ♪

♪ When the way you want me ♪

(door slams)

(ominous music)

(eerie music)

- Please, you've gotta hide me.

I escaped from hell.

- Really, is that where you got pregnant?

(Katrina gasping)

(Katrina laughs)

- You like it?

You care to climb Mount Katrina?

(intense music)

Oh come on, come on, don't be so upset.

I'm just trying to develop my maternal side.

- Why, so you can make deals with fetuses?

- Good thought, but no.

I can just hang out in the financial district

and bump into single businesswomen over 40.

They know their chances of being knocked up

are worse than being hit by lightning,

and well, I'm certainly an improvement on that.

- What really offends me is that you thought

even for a second you could trick me, when you tried before.

- Using this body isn't a trick, dear boy.

It's just to get you in the right frame of mind.

- Homicidal?

- Historical.

You and your new client have something in common.

You were both born on the family farm.

- [Morgan] Henry Tollin?

- Can I help you?

- My name is Morgan Pym.

I'm here about your deal.

(Morgan groaning) (intense music)

- Say your prayers, demon.

(flames whooshing) (Morgan panting)

(pitchfork sizzling)

- I'm not here to collect,

I'm here to help you try to save yourself.

- You mean like, a second chance?

- Why don't you tell me about your deal?

(somber music)

(pitchfork clatters)

Yeah.

- My family's farmed this land for four generations,

but I had to buy a lot of new equipment

to keep up with the big factory farms.

And then the weather went screwy, had some bad years.

I found myself in a pile of debt.

- And the bank was gonna foreclose?

- My dad was sick at the time, cancer,

and he knew we were gonna lose the land,

everything he'd ever worked for.

It was taking away his will to live,

so I promised him I'd do whatever I could

to keep the farm in the family, and by God, I did.

- Not by God.

- Well, the devil sure as hell never solved all my problems.

(door rattles)

About a year into the deal,

my fiancee broke it off with me.

Haven't met anyone since.

I mean, I sold my soul so I could pass on the farm.

Guess I just never specified

I'd have someone to pass it on to.

- That's the only thing you did right, take my word for it.

Using the devil to improve your love life never works out.

(emotional music)

- I've been so angry, waiting for the end to come.

But if you save my soul, I can be here for my dad,

maybe get another chance at starting a family.

- You have to save your own soul.

I'm just here to help you find your redemption, if I can.

- Where do we start?

- By finding the harm your deal has done.

- Harm?

I've been here the whole 10 years,

tending animals, growing crops.

What harm could I have done?

- Banjo, where the hell are you, you dumb mutt?

And who the hell are you?

- I've been discussing some business with Henry.

Are you his father?

- As far as I know.

You from the bank?

We haven't heard from you sons of bitches in years.

I can remember when farmers didn't have

vultures like you breathing down our necks.

Hell, in those days, we didn't even have to pay taxes.

- You weren't even alive in those days, Dad.

- People used to respect their elders back then, too.

Come on, dog.

Banjo, come on.

(Russ coughs)

- He's been in remission twice since I made the deal,

but it's back.

- So what'd you come up with?

- I found all my sales records from 10 years ago,

but I'm still selling to the same customers.

There's never been a problem.

How 'bout you?

- How much do you know

about how the devil stopped the bank from foreclosing?

- I was 1.5 million in the hole when I made this deal.

Then a week later, I got a receipt from the bank

saying I paid the loan off in full out of my own account.

No one, not even the tax people,

ever asked me where the money came from.

- You know this man?

- Phillip Keriakis, no.

Vancouver correctional system,

how the hell did you get in there?

- I've been tracking criminals for a long time.

- Well, this guy's a crook?

- I don't think so.

Keriakis was the loan officer at your bank 10 years ago.

He was arrested for embezzling

about a week after you made your deal.

- Embezzling?

- The bank discovered he'd taken money

out of the account of their biggest customer,

Speckner Enterprises, and sent it somewhere unknown.

The bank reimbursed Speckner,

but the missing money was never found.

It added up to 1.5 million.

- So, so the devil made Keriakis

embezzle the money and pay out my loan.

- If Keriakis was open to his influence,

or else the devil made the transfers himself

and framed Keriakis for it.

- Well, so that's it then.

This is the guy that got hurt.

This is the guy I gotta make the amends to.

- Well, he would be, but...

(somber music)

- He got killed in prison? - It doesn't say.

- How the hell do I make amends to a dead man?

- The harm doesn't always stop with the dead.

- [Maya] Does he remember his dad?

- [Taylor] They never met, Danny died the day he was born.

- You're kidding. - I know.

And there were problems with the delivery.

It's a miracle Jeri got through it.

God, we're slobs, aren't we?

- You have any other brothers and sisters?

- Uh, four girls.

Well, three now.

I'm the baby, you?

- Two brothers, middle kid.

Actually, my baby brother's

coming to stay with me for a few weeks.

- Hm, cute?

- How's he handling it, losing his mom too?

- Kids don't deal with grief the way adults do.

That's what his teacher told me.

Then, Gabe doesn't handle anything the way anybody does.

I wish I understood him better.

- Well, I've decided

I'm never gonna understand anyone, including myself.

I'm just gonna be happy instead.

- Really?

Is that some kind of 12 step miracle cure?

I thought you fired your sponsor.

- I did, and I tried to hire her back, and she fired me.

Kinda got the message that I was the problem.

I hate that.

- Yeah, I try to blame others whenever possible.

- Yeah, but I'm a masochist.

I got a new sponsor, Gloria,

and it has been sobriety boot camp for two weeks now.

- I think I should get addicted to something.

Maybe guys would find me more interesting.

(Maya laughs)

- Come on, you must have some prospects.

(Taylor sighs)

Oh, you gotta get out more.

- And what do I do with him?

Buy him a fake ID, and leave him in the bar?

(Maya chuckles)

- Well, I could babysit.

Well, I'm not gonna burn the house down.

- It's not a good idea.

- Because he's autistic?

- Things can get pretty wild.

- Look, you can't stay in here forever, just think about it.

(dramatic music)

- [Gabe] Goodbye.

(car horn blares) (tires screeching)

- [Morgan] When did you move back to the city?

- About nine years ago.

We had to sell the house in Aaron Valley

to pay for the defense lawyer,

and there was no way anybody else down there

would give me a job after Gordon Speckner fired me.

- Speckner, Speckner Enterprises?

- That's the one.

Refinery, chemical plant, trucking.

The town's biggest employer.

Can you hang that one up for me?

Got a big arts and crafts show coming up this weekend.

I don't blame Gordon, though.

I mean, what was he supposed to think?

I was his personal assistant, had access to all his files,

and then my husband embezzles

a million and a half bucks from him.

He had to think I was in on it,

especially since nobody ever found the money.

How'd you know Phil?

- Oh well, from the bank.

I mean, I'm a customer.

- He steal from you, too?

- No, nothing like that.

(Emily sighs)

- Sorry. (emotional music)

You think you know your own husband, right?

It was tough for a while, you know?

I thought we'd have kids.

But, good things have come out of it, too.

A new place, new friends, art.

So maybe it was for the best?

- What do you think?

- Your deal affected her,

but I don't see anything that you could fix.

(phone rings)

- Hey Dad, what's up?

(somber music)

We got here as fast as we could, what happened?

- It's Banjo, I couldn't find him,

so I went looking for him.

Then I saw him out here.

I called him, but he wouldn't come.

Dumb mutt.

You dumb, stupid mutt.

He was drinking from that ditch.

He must've drunk from it a million times,

but this time, he just keeled over.

- Dad, he was old.

- Nah, he was fine.

Don't you think I'd know if he was sick?

It's that water, has to be.

(Russ coughs)

(ominous music)

- I don't understand this.

I haven't been up here for a couple of weeks,

but this was pasture.

Now it looks like the aftermath of Hiroshima or something.

- Have you got a clean jar?

I'm gonna need a water sample from the ditch.

(gentle music) (crickets chirping)

Did the bank say what kind of investigation?

- No, all they say is that there are irregularities

in my account going back 10 years.

I told 'em even the tax people can't audit me after seven,

but they say there's some kind of special circumstance.

- The devil's protection is wearing off.

- Now look, I thought my dad would at least

get to keep the land if I go to hell,

but now it looks like he's gonna end up alone and homeless.

- Then let's try to make sure you don't go to hell.

I got that water sample analyzed.

- And?

- It contains enough lead, benzene, nickel, mercury,

and arsenic to kill everything on your farm.

- What?

That's not possible.

That water's always tested clean.

How could it get so toxic in one day?

- The devil's been at work here, too.

I'm just not sure what he's up to yet.

Until we figure it out,

I suggest you get the cows out of that pasture.

- Oh god.

I'll call you later.

(keys clacking)

- Poor old Banjo, but at least all good dogs go to heaven.

That's why I like to do it doggy style.

It's more holy.

- I think you're making your strategy a little obvious.

- You figured this out already?

- I'm not talking about the water.

- Then what?

- For centuries, you've been reminding me about Katrina.

Talking about her, giving me glimpses,

planting doubts in my mind about the fate of her soul,

even giving me this.

- Well, so what are you saying?

You ready to put her behind you

and sink your teeth into a fresher piece of meat?

- Not replace her, just let her go.

- Let her go?

In other words, let her burn in hell forever, forgotten,

while she pays for your deal?

(memories whooshing)

- No!

The portal that came for me didn't take her soul.

- Only the ones who make the deal

get the full theatrical exit.

For every one of those, there are millions of souls

that slip invisibly into the pit, as silent as their sins.

- You can't control me with this anymore,

it's your fear against my faith.

- And you think your faith is stronger?

Heaven, hell, don't get caught up in the false choices?

Life and death are both messier than that.

(computer beeps)

(ominous music)

- These are the ones with Jeri's notes in them,

research on articles she wrote.

I've been meaning to get rid of them,

free up some space in the attic for my junk.

- I'm glad you haven't.

- So, what are you looking for?

Wait, does this have anything to do with the story

she kept threatening to write about you?

- No, she wrote a couple articles about some rumors

that a chemical plant in Aaron Valley

was dumping toxic waste in the river.

- Was it?

- She thought it was,

and then she seems to have changed her mind.

I was hoping some of her notes could tell me why.

- My sister was a good person.

- I know.

- I tried to stop her.

Day she died, she said she was gonna have proof

that you were whatever she thought you were.

We had a really big fight about it.

That was the last time I talked to her.

- I'm sorry.

- Yeah, me too.

Is this it?

Speckner Enterprises?

- Yeah, thanks, I owe you one.

(gentle music)

(kids chattering) (chimes tinkling)

(cows mooing)

(Russ coughing)

(upbeat music)

♪ Under disposition ♪

♪ You are too ♪

♪ And leave me wondering what to do ♪

♪ Should I just fall right back in line ♪

♪ Should I give it just a little more time ♪

♪ Trying to find a new way ♪

♪ To make you change your mind ♪

- Gabe, have you got the laptop?

- [Henry] So, if the rumors

about the chemical plant were false,

then what does it have to do

with the poison water in the ditch?

- I'm not so sure they were false.

- But, the second article's a full retraction.

What, do you think Speckner paid her off?

- Jeri was obsessed with reporting the truth,

including the truth about me.

- Well then, what happened?

- Jeri wrote the first article

based on information she got from a whistleblower.

It was published about a week before you made your deal,

then Speckner threatened to sue her,

so she ordered some tests on the water

downstream from the chemical plant.

She got the test results

about a week after you made your deal.

- And, the test results were clean, just like mine.

- Because the devil cleaned the water.

- But why would he do that?

What has this chemical plant got to do with my farm?

- At some point before you made your deal,

Speckner must've started dumping toxic waste in the water,

and making people sick.

Sooner or later, somebody would've made the connection.

And when they did, all the land downstream

would've been evacuated, and seized.

- My farm?

- You sold your soul to keep it.

The devil had to make sure no one took it from you.

- But, I've been using that water for irrigation.

Does that mean all the crops I've been selling

these past 10 years were poisoned?

- If your father's dog has drunk from that ditch before,

it means the devil only let the water grow toxic again

for the last 48 hours of your deal.

But there's something else.

I haven't read all of Jeri's notes in detail yet.

I can see she went to an expert

to get some morbidity predictions.

Diseases that were caused by chemicals in the plant

if they got in the groundwater.

(memories whooshing)

(Russ coughing)

- Cancer?

Of course, we drink that water.

- The devil knew your father's illness

would make you vulnerable.

He waited until the chemicals did their work

before he came to you.

- Son of a bitch.

It was my dad, my dad's the one

that got the bad luck from my deal.

- No, your father's illness started

before you made your deal.

I think the people suffering from your deal

are the ones being exposed now.

The people of Aaron Valley.

- Oh my god. (somber music)

- [Morgan] We've been waiting for an hour.

Are you sure Mr. Speckner got the message?

- [Guard] Yes sir, he did.

- This is pointless.

- Your deal kept anyone from tracing the cancers

in Aaron Valley to this plant 10 years ago.

That means nobody knows

what kind of trouble they're in today.

I think your amends is to let them know.

- What, and you think Speckner's gonna tell them?

- Well, maybe with a little encouragement.

- Gentlemen, I'm sorry to keep you waiting.

My, uh, my secretary tells me that you're anxious to see me?

- Thanks for seeing us, Mr. Speckner.

We'd like to ask you some questions about this facility.

- Yeah, certainly.

What's on your mind?

- 10 years ago, a reporter named Jeri Slate

interviewed you for an article in the "Vancouver Star."

- Yes, I remember her.

Tall, nice-looking.

She sticks in my mind, because she's the only person

who ever showed any interest in this place.

Chemical plants aren't particularly sexy news items.

- They are when they're poisoning

everyone who lives downstream.

- That's true, but ours is squeaky clean,

which I believe is what she said

in the second article she wrote,

the one where she told the truth.

- Mr. Speckner, we both know you've been dumping carcinogens

in the water for over 10 years.

And for whatever reason, you haven't been caught,

but your luck is about to run out,

and your only chance to avoid

spending the rest of your life in prison

is to come clean now, before you're exposed.

- I don't know who you are.

And I don't know what you want,

but I do know that you don't have any proof,

or you'd be talking to the press, and not me.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

these gentlemen will show you out.

(somber music)

(phone rings)

- Hello?

- Hey, it's Taylor.

- Oh hey, what's up?

- I wanted to take you up on that offer to babysit.

I want to go out tonight, see some people.

Are you still up for it?

- Seven o'clock okay?

- Yeah, that'd be great.

I'll see you then.

- Thanks for giving me a tour.

My husband dealt a lot with farmers at the bank,

but I never once set foot on a farm when I lived here.

It's beautiful.

- I'm sorry about your husband.

- I've thought about that too much, Mr. Tollin.

I don't want to think about that today.

- Henry.

- Henry.

So tell me, Henry, it's such a hard life,

why stick with it?

Well, as long as I'm growing something,

and looking after living things,

I feel like I've earned my place in the world.

(motorcycle rumbling)

Mrs. Keriakis- - Emily.

- Emily, some things have happened,

things that I regret.

Truth is, I didn't just ask you out here for a tour.

(motorcycle rumbling)

(chemicals burbling) (steam hissing)

(horns blaring)

- I don't believe this.

Gordon Speckner is a businessman, he's not evil.

- In my experience,

people who are evil never think they are.

- Emily, if there's anything you can tell us.

- Why don't you tell me what this is all about?

- We're just trying to help people.

- I'm not sure I believe that either.

- Did your husband die of cancer?

I looked up your old address, 335 Crescent Lane.

- The medical care in prison wasn't exactly high quality.

- 10 years ago, an epidemiologist

predicted cancer clusters in this whole area, I checked.

He was right on the money.

- But, if that was true,

if it was because of the chemical plant,

it would've been in the news.

- There's been a coverup.

- Gordon couldn't do that.

I mean, how could you cover that up?

- Do you know anything that could help us expose him?

- I remember the reporter coming around,

and Gordon was upset,

but I thought that was because he was being falsely accused.

Then a couple weeks later, Phil got arrested,

and I was fired.

- Emily, it's about your husband.

The bank's doing an investigation,

and I think they're gonna say he gave the money to me,

to pay off my mortgage.

- To you?

Why would he do that?

- It was...

I guess you'd say it was all a big mistake,

but I wanted you to hear it from me first.

I'm sorry.

If I hadn't made my deal,

she'd have gone on living in Aaron Valley.

Maybe I saved her life.

- Maybe you did, but it hasn't stopped the clock.

I think we're gonna have to try something else.

- You draw a lot, huh?

Pretty good, especially the tractors and the trucks.

I was only ever good at drawing myself, Ayam.

That's what they called me,

because I used to write my name backwards

when I drew myself.

A-Y-A-M, get it?

So you really don't talk, not ever?

Not even an ouch if you stub your toe or something?

So how am I supposed to know what you're thinking?

I mean, what if I have spinach in my teeth,

you wouldn't tell me?

Okay.

Look, let's play a game.

Good.

Now. (Gabe gasps)

It hurts?

It hurts when somebody touches you?

Okay.

Well, the way the game works is I try to read your mind,

like ESP, and you tell me if I'm right.

But, since we can't touch each other,

how about we go through Mr. Bear?

Okay.

You like ice cream.

I'm guessing chocolate?

You're kidding, everybody likes chocolate.

All right, forget about the ice cream.

Let's see what else you're thinking.

Don't let go!

(Maya chuckles)

Okay.

(tender music)

You're curious.

You're wondering,

wondering why,

why you are the way you are.

You're frustrated.

Frustrated because,

because you want to touch people, but you can't.

Is that right?

Gabe?

- Ayam.

- What?

- Maya backwards, Ayam.

(fence rattles)

(gate squeaks)

- [Morgan] You get the samples, I'll take the photos.

- So why don't we just tell the newspapers

about your analysis of the water?

Wouldn't that be enough?

- I tried.

They got burned by the story once,

and now they're gun shy.

We've gotta get photos and samples,

establish a chain of evidence,

and it has to be tonight

if they're gonna publish in time to save your soul.

Use the tongs, that stuff will eat through these gloves.

(ominous music)

- Well, what a surprise to see you two again.

- Apparently not.

- Why don't you give me that camera?

- This plant is killing people, and Speckner knows about it.

You don't wanna be a part of that.

- I wanna be part of you giving me that camera.

(intense music) (men grunting)

Tell us who you're working for!

- Believe me, you don't wanna know.

(Morgan screaming) (chemicals sizzling)

(metal clangs) (guard groans)

(Morgan groaning)

(ominous music)

(flames whooshing)

(Morgan groaning)

(Henry groans)

(men grunting)

Come on.

- I never got the sample.

- Speckner doesn't know that.

We'll see him again in the morning.

(gentle music)

(motorcycle rumbling)

(Morgan knocks)

- Maya, you up?

- [Maya] It's open.

- I was hoping you'd still be awake.

- [Katrina] Nights are the hardest, aren't they?

- Where's Maya. - Out.

But I'm here.

Oh come on, I just wanna talk.

- What do you want?

- Just to offer you some comfort.

You make it so, so hard on yourself.

The white knight, the eternal monk,

denying yourself the smallest of pleasures.

- I don't want any pleasure that you can offer me.

- You did once.

- Meaning what?

- Hm.

Look at me.

Even in your hate, knowing that I'm just a copy,

there's a part of you that still wants to kiss me,

to feel my lips one more time.

- No.

You're not her.

- Maybe I am.

Maybe I always was.

(memories whooshing)

Am I the devil, then?

- So? - Hm.

- Sunk in the eye socket.

Temperature of 106.

It could be metritis, but I don't figure.

They can't all have it, not so sudden.

(Russ coughing)

- Why don't you go get some rest, huh?

- Why don't you mind your own business?

- Hey, you are my business.

Where else am I gonna find someone

to take rectal temperatures all day for no pay?

- Beats lookin' at you.

(cows mooing)

Don't blame yourself, son.

For losing the farm.

We had a good run, we'll be all right.

- I let you down.

- Never, not once.

(Russ coughs)

- Dad?

I'm gonna make it right, I swear it.

- Come on, I'll show you which hole a thermometer goes in.

(chimes tinkling)

(ominous music)

(door creaks)

(phone rings)

- Morgan?

- I went to see Emily

to verify some information I got online.

Somebody broke into her place last night, and she's gone.

- [Henry] Oh my god.

- I talked to her neighbors,

they didn't see or hear anything.

- [Henry] You think it was Speckner?

- It's Sunday, the plant will be closed, meet me there.

(tense music) (motorcycle rumbling)

(guard grunts)

Take his gun.

- Jack, you see anything?

Jack!

(Morgan grunts) (guard screams)

(guard grunting)

- By the way, you owe me a new camera.

(Morgan grunts) (guard groans)

(chemicals burbling) (somber music)

- Emily, it's not too late

to settle this like reasonable people.

Just tell me, who are they?

- They told me they were friends of Phil's.

I don't know anything else.

- Friends?

Are they the people that stole my money?

Is that it, they want more money?

Is it blackmail, is that what it is?

- I don't know, I don't know!

- What did you tell them about my business?

- Gordon, please.

I didn't tell them anything, I-

- Don't lie to me.

It's too late for lying!

- She's telling the truth.

- You're lying, you're lying, I saw her with you!

(memories whooshing)

Put down that gun.

- What's your plan, Speckner?

You're gonna kill us all?

Dissolve our bodies in that pit?

- [Gordon] Put the gun down.

(tense music)

- You are not gonna kill her.

That is just not gonna happen.

- Get back.

- You've never slaughtered an animal, have you Speckner?

It's not easy to look a living thing in the eye,

and then take its life.

Men like you do all your killing from a distance.

- You just don't get it, do ya?

It doesn't matter what I do now.

I haven't got anything left to lose.

I didn't know I was hurting anybody,

it was just business,

and now everybody's gonna say

that I'm some kind of a mass murderer.

You bastard.

(Gordon crying)

(Emily gasping)

(Gordon crying)

- I wanna kill you.

(Gordon gasping)

I wanna say this is all your fault, and punish you for it.

(Gordon whimpering)

The truth is,

I'm just as much at fault as you are.

(dramatic music)

(phone chiming)

(Gordon whimpering)

It's not much by way of a thank you.

- Thanks.

- I still can't say it all makes sense to me.

People know about the poison in the water now,

but it seems that what saved me

was showing Speckner some mercy.

- Maybe I was wrong about warning people.

Maybe the threat of cancer was just a distraction.

- A distraction?

So, Speckner was the one that got hurt by my deal?

- Your deal gave him 10 years of thinking he was innocent,

and the end of your deal took that away.

Realizing you've done evil

is one of the worst wounds there is.

- Yeah, I know.

(Henry sighs)

You wanna join us for lunch?

It's just a get to know you kinda thing.

- No.

- I've been thinking, though.

I was drinking that same water myself, all these years.

Am I gonna get cancer too?

- I don't know, during your deal

you were protected by the devil, but now?

- It's up to God?

So many people got hurt by what I did,

and now the devil lets me go, I just walk away,

and all these people are still hurt.

How can God allow that?

What can he have in hid mind

that could possibly justify that kind of suffering?

(somber music)

I'd better go.

- You'll be all right?

- I lost my farm, but I'm alive,

so there's hope.

(tender music)

- [Gabe] Maya backwards.

- [Maya] Ayam.

(someone knocks)

- [Morgan] Hi.

- Hey, I'm sorry to bother you,

but I had something I wanted to give you.

I was gonna read it.

I actually sat in Starbucks with it for three hours,

but in the end I thought, you know,

you're Maya's friend, or whatever,

so I guess I thought I'd rather have a little faith in you.

(emotional music)

(door thuds)

(fire crackling)

(gentle music)

(fireworks whistle) (fireworks boom)