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- You think they can take her away from me?

She was fed a pack of lies!

Well, I can't be with her...

No one can.

- Don't! Don't!

It's okay.

You'll be fine.

Just a bit further.

John.

- I'm not gonna make it.

Wendy, you need to get out of here.

- I'm not leaving you.

Oh, my God!

No, no, no!

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

Shh. Shh, please.

Please be quiet.

- Wendy?

Go.

Now.

- John. - Now.

- John, I am not leaving you.

We're going to find Peter

and we are all going to get out of here, okay?

- He'll do you like he did Tiger Lilly.

- Stop it!

This needs stitches. Um...

John.

Put pressure on it.

Okay?

And I'll be straight back.

Okay?

- Hello, John.

You think you can keep her from me?

Like Tiger Lilly, hm?

Trying to stop true love?

How dare you try to tell her what she wants.

I know what she wants and it's not you.

- Help!

Help! Can anyone help me?

John!

No! John!

John!

John, please. Oh, please.

Please, please wake up, John!

No!

- Like it was always meant to be.

- You sick

fucking psycho!

Why did you have to take that stuff?

- Maybe you should take some too.

That man called it pixie dust.

Turns your fantasies into a reality.

- You are nothing but a fucking psycho!

- I did it for us!

Now all we have to do is take care of Peter.

- Why?

Please, please, please, please don't hurt him.

Just take me instead and forget about him.

- I'm afraid I can't do that, Wendy, darling.

He's got to die.

The fantasy I have for us is just you and me.

For you and me forever.

Fuck!

- Please, please, please just leave me alone.

- You will love me again, Wendy.

You've just been misguided. That's all.

- I can't have a life with you!

- We'll be together forever!

- You killed my brother! You killed my friend!

- I'd never do anything to hurt you, Wendy!

I've been all for you!

- Peter!

Peter!

- Wendy.

- No! Stop!

No! Stop!

Stop! Don't hurt him!

- Why are you choosing him over me?

- He's dead!

We have to go. We have to get you to a hospital, now!

- What about John?

Hey, Mom?

- Hi.

Come in.

- I need a second opinion.

- Okay.

- Baby blue or sparkly black?

- Well, they're both nice.

If I knew where you're going,

I could tell you which would match the scenery better.

- I've been on Noah's case about it,

but she wants to keep it a surprise.

She said she's gonna let me know in the next hour or so,

but at that point, me and Carly will be on the road.

The moment I know, I'll call you.

- You must have some idea, though.

- Yeah, there was mention of a forest nearby.

So maybe we're camping?

- Camping?

Sounds like uncomfortable beds and mosquito bites to me.

Doesn't sound like much fun.

- Well, I was thinking more

campfire stories and marshmallows?

You know, fun things?

It's just for the weekend, Mom. I'll be back in three days.

- Yeah, and then it's the rest of your life.

- Oh, Mom. That's not true and you know it.

- You're always telling me how you're desperate to grow up.

- Is that a bad thing?

I'll always be a little girl.

- You know, you could always stay here for the weekend.

You could pretend your father and I aren't even here

and have your friends over for sleepover!

Just like the old times.

Now that sounds like fun.

- Oh, yeah. That was fun when I was about eight.

I'm turning 18 tomorrow, Mom.

Besides, I thought you and Dad would be begging

to get me out of the house so you could, you know?

- Get your mind away from there this instant, young lady.

God.

- Stop worrying.

- Oh, you know that's not possible.

Sorry.

- Oh, Mom.

- Just don't really want you to go.

- I know.

But I'm going.

Sorry.

- Well, have fun.

Not too much fun.

- Don't have too much fun with Dad.

- Oh, getting my steps in today.

- Guten tag, Mr. Darling.

- Remember what I said about "Mr. Darling", Carly?

- Sorry, Peter.

Permission to come aboard?

- Didn't think you girls were leaving until noon.

- Oh, I can wait.

I'm looking to make a bargain with Lily.

See if she'll take me up on an offer.

- Ah, interesting.

Carly's here!

- Oh, okay! I'll be right down!

- Please, Carly. Sit, sit.

- So, how's the leg been, Peter?

- It's a bit stiffer than usual,

but that always seems to happen around this time every year.

- You know, I don't think I ever asked you.

How did it happen?

- Well...

I don't really remember the details.

It wasn't a great time.

So, what's the point in remembering it, huh?

- Right you are, sir.

- What's in the bag?

- Ooh.

This is my super fun present for Lily.

I know it's not her birthday till tomorrow, but I wanted

to see if I could use it as some sort of persuading tool.

I want some of her stuff.

- Hm. I see.

What is it?

- It's...

Lily! You look insane!

- Thanks! So do you!

You're early, though.

I thought you weren't coming till later?

- Oh, you got the same message in the group chat that I did.

- Oh.

- Which is why I'm here a little bit early.

If I give you your birthday gift early,

could I raid your closet for something summery?

I'll totally give it back in like three days.

- Why is there always a catch with you, Miss Perkins?

- That just makes me me, Mrs. Darling.

- Oh. True.

Okay, we'll be back down in a minute, Dad.

- Oh, bye, Mr...

Oh, I mean, bye, Peter.

So, like, not to be rude, but,

was that your mom I could hear, crying in the other room?

Or was that the TV or something?

- Oh, she just gets emotional.

Her little girl's growing up, I guess.

So, what did you get me?

- Open it and find out.

- An envelope?

- I'm not that cheap. Open it up.

- Whoa!

Oh, my God! - Yeah.

- This is so cool!

- Yeah, you always said you wanted

to make a video about your family,

so I figured you could get in touch with your relatives.

- Aww, thank you!

You know, you've got a real talent for buy me things

I never knew I needed.

- At your service, m'lady.

- Aww.

I love it.

Do you know, if my mom was more open to talking to me

about my past, you wouldn't have needed to get me this.

- Maybe one day she will be.

- Don't know. I've been asking her for years.

She just, she pushes everything under the carpet.

This?

This is cool.

- Lily?

- Why does it say James?

- What?

- It says James, but there's no last name.

- That's weird.

The website I used was known for its accuracy.

- Well...

It says James and then there's like no one on this side.

- Who is that?

- Is this the transport?

- Just to avoid any press.

Apparently, this motherfucker's famous.

- An apt description of the guy, Marco.

- You read this dude's case, then?

- Briefly.

Saw murder on it. Set for lethal injection.

Anyone who's a murderer is a fuck-face in my book.

- Hm. Yeah, but do you know the cause to that effect?

You know his story?

18 years ago, this guy was obsessed with a girl

and I believe they were dating at the time too,

but she broke up with him

and like the fuckin' psycho that he is,

he flipped out and went on a killing spree.

- Christ. He killed the girl?

- No. Thankfully, she survived.

Killed some of her friends, though.

A young lady named Tiger Lily and her younger brother John.

- So you're gonna let her know once he's been, you know?

- Yeah.

I've got an address here that we'll write to, to inform her

she no longer needs to keep checking behind her back.

I hear you were madly in love with, uh, Wendy.

Is that right?

Yeah. Wendy.

You were just a couple of love birds.

She's now married to a man named Peter.

Does that name ring a bell?

It says here, they've got themselves a kid too.

How about that?

How's that make you feel?

Lily Darling.

Hey, you know, she's turning 18 tomorrow.

I bet you'd wanna strangle that kid, wouldn't ya?

Well, that might not be that effective,

with just the one hand, eh?

I thought you should know, before we take...

Hey.

Hey! Motherfuck!

Fuck!

- What the hell is this?

Well?

- It's a sick joke is what it is.

This website that you used to print this,

they're playing a sick joke on you both.

- They wouldn't do that.

I swear on my mom's life.

The review said it's 99% accurate with its DNA matching.

Why does it say some guy named James is my dad?

- I think it's time.

- Time for what?

- Peter's not your biological father.

- What?

- Blood doesn't mean that I'm not.

You're, you're still my little girl, no matter what.

You do know that, right?

- Mom?

There was, there was someone else before your father,

and we agreed the best thing to do was

not to tell you.

- So you just lied to me?

- We, we didn't know it would come out like this.

- Your father and I love you very much

and we did this to protect you.

- Protect me?

Who is James?

- He's not a nice person, Lily.

In fact...

He's a very bad man and he's gone.

- Gone?

Gone where? What, is he dead?

Where is he gone? Who is he?

- He was a druggie, Lily.

Your father saved me from him.

- Saved you?

Saved you from what?

Answer me! Who is he?

- Lily. Let's just chill, okay?

- Tell me right now who he is!

- Sorry.

- Come on. Let's just go.

But we don't even have an address yet from Noah.

About the same.

The belief had a firm grip on Hungary

where it was believed that dead men

could leave their coffins and float through the air,

like a swirl of mist, until they took human shape

and attacked their prey.

Is something wrong?

- Well, just..

It seems a silly taking it seriously.

It's only superstitious nonsense.

- A matter of constant circulation.

Some kind of evidence, some kind of proof.

- Ah, true!

All the time, perhaps.

Bodies exhumed.

Churchyards.

Strange contorted corpses,

with cuts on their hands and faces,

but that doesn't prove that they are quite so.

These were the plague years.

- That's so good, ladies!

But if I'm being sincere, it's incredibly lopsided.

- What?

That's good enough.

Come on!

- It's on quite the side profile incline, sweetheart.

We want this to be perfect for Lily, don't we?

I sent out the address about an hour ago.

She could be here any minute now.

And what is she gonna think if her birthday sign is crooked?

- She wouldn't care!

What she would care about is how late

you sent out the invitation to the party.

- Father had this in the back burner.

He had to do some negotiating

and I couldn't set anything in stone.

- If I would've known,

I wouldn't be wearing these fucking boots.

Got a spare pair of flip flops?

- Please don't swear.

And please raise the sign higher above your head!

- Hey! I'm trying my best.

Why aren't you giving Syd hell?

- She told me she had a rather exhilarating

night of debauchery last night.

Can't keep her eyelids open.

- English, Noah.

Sleeping Beauty mind helping?

- I forfeit putting up this shit birthday sign.

- Obviously she needs sleep, but if she was wide awake,

she would realize how much effort I put into that sign.

- Give me a few more beers and I'll be like that.

Hey!

- Jamie, I know you're still waving through the heavies,

but I'd really appreciate your help.

Would you mind going round the back and retrieving

either Salt or Pepper?

- Can't you just help me?

- I have the eagle eye and great directing skills.

I'm more qualified to inform where things go

and not manual handling.

- English, Noah.

- Go get Salt and/or Pepper.

- Can't you just help me?

- I have to wake this one up.

I have some energy drinks, I plan to do a bit of studying,

and if I'm gonna have a beer later, I don't wanna pass out.

- You'll pass out on just one beer?

- Now, Jamie! Before Lily and Carly get here.

- You're such a slut, Pepper.

- You are such a dirty whore, Salt.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah. You know what I'd like to do to you?

- Tell me.

- I'd like to lay you on my bed,

with my head in between your...

What the hell?

You just ruined our shot, Lamey.

- Can one of you help us put up this dumb sign for Lily?

- You think we can edit her out?

- Bit of AI eraser and we're all good.

It's like she never even existed.

- God, I love you.

- Please, Syd. Don't take that trip to Dreamland.

Not now, of all times.

- Energy drinks make me sick.

- Voiding yourself of your sick

might be the perfect solution to waking yourself up.

- What?

- Did you forget why you went back there?

- I tried. They were busy!

Looks like they're here.

- Oh, my God. Don't panic.

Grab the sign. Hold it up.

There's no time to put it up.

Here. Hold these.

- That was an option the whole time?

- We'll talk about this in...

Or not.

- Happy birthday, Lily!

- Oh, you guys!

This is amazing!

- I wish I could've told you sooner

that we were coming here specifically,

but it's quite a long-winded story.

You're here!

- Yes. I love it, thank you.

Where's the alcohol?

- Oh, well, my perfect party plan was

to play some party games first and then-

- Boo. I think alcohol's a great idea.

- Yes!

Me and Pepper will get the music ready.

- We can make this work.

You are the birthday girl, after all.

Jamie? - Uh-huh?

- Grab some alcohol from the bath.

Get Salt or Pepper to help you.

I'll grab your bags.

- Hey.

Wake up. Help me.

You've had your nap.

Come on.

- I'll grab your bags. You packed light, right?

- Yeah.

- This is gonna be the best 18th birthday bash ever.

- Aww.

- You need to tell them.

- I need a drink.

- Oh!

- Did you bring the vegetarian option for Pepper?

- Whoops. Looks like she'll just have buns.

- She's allergic to gluten?

- Do you get a sense that's something wrong

with Lily and Carly?

- Lily. Please don't...

- Lily's just probably nervous about turning 18, and Carly,

I do think it's kind of strange that she's not her usual

bubbly self.

- Can we talk now?

- Yeah, I suppose.

- We're not acting like ourselves,

and I think the group's starting to notice.

I'm so sorry, Lily.

I should never have bought you that stupid family tree.

- Oh, no. Don't be silly.

I'm, I'm actually glad that you did.

I just, I can't believe my family's lied to me

for all these years, like...

Who is James?

- Beats me.

Why would your mom wanna be with a drug addict?

She doesn't. I guess she's...

That's why she's with my dad.

Peter.

- But I don't get why they wouldn't say anything.

I mean, who is James?

Who is it?

- It's my home phone number.

Must be Mom or Dad.

- They love you, Lily.

- I'll be right back.

Mom?

Dad, can you hear me?

Look, I'm sorry I didn't call earlier.

Noah got us a place in the countryside.

It's the Hall and Oak Manor.

It's the only manor up here for miles, but...

Can you hear me?

Look, if you can hear me, I'm...

I'm sorry for freaking out earlier. I just...

I know you're trying to do what's best for me, but,

can we please just be more honest with each other

in the future?

Can you tell me who James is?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

- Wendy, please

- Don't you have this sense of dread in you, Peter?

I've been feeling it all day.

- Yes!

But we always feel like that, around this time of year.

- We should have told her the truth.

We should've been adults about the situation. We

- Did the best we could!

- Look where that got us!

We were childish. We...

I should've taken responsibility.

- Won't change what happened all those years ago!

- Peter, he's still alive.

- He's in prison! - Well, Lily needs to know!

- Look. It's her birthday weekend.

Let's give her some time and space to figure this out and...

- Where are you going? - Find out what that was.

Who's out there?

- So nice that you found that served others

to be your fortune.

I am so happy for you, Lamey.

- I forgot the vegan options.

You'll have to make do with this.

Bon appetit.

- You fancy a burger, Carly?

Might help put you in your usual bubbly mood?

- Oh, no. Thanks.

I've...

- That's the birthday girl! - Hey!

Aww, thank you.

- What took you so long?

You found out you were pregnant,

and didn't know who the daddy was or what?

- No. Nothing like that, actually.

It's maybe worse than that.

- Oh, my god.

Dish. What is that?

- My mom...

My mom and dad told me today that, um,

my dad isn't my real dad.

- Holy shit. Really?

- So, uh, who's your daddy, then?

- I don't know. Some guy named James?

- James...

Does he have a last name?

- No. I...

I don't know his last name.

Oh, my God. This is just like a Sherlock Holmes adventure.

"The Case of the Missing Father".

Okay, so, what do we know as of now

about this mysterious man?

All we know is that this was a bad guy

who liked taking drugs.

- A man named James who liked taking drugs.

I mean, this kinda sounds like my type of man.

- Think I'm just in shock.

I don't know.

- He must have been, like, a real bad man

if they didn't wanna tell you about him.

- What do you mean?

- He's gotta be like...

Like a worst man on earth,

if they didn't wanna tell you about him.

- What? So you think he's, like, a murderer?

- I did hear something on the radio this morning about a man

who committed a heinous act about 18 years ago

and was to be put to death by lethal injection.

- And?

- His name was James Hook.

I don't have all the details, but, there was quite a few

unfortunate individuals that were murdered.

- Oh, my God.

Imagine if Lily's daddy is actually a killer.

I mean what are y'all smoking? - Salt, just stop.

- Well, then you know what we should do?

A toast, to our justice system,

for getting rid of all the scum-filled men

that weren't worth anything anyway.

- Um, are you sure you want to do that?

Like, 90% of our audience are men.

- We'll leave the incels out of it.

- Okay. - To justice, bitches.

- To justice. - To justice.

- You okay?

- No.

I have a really, really weird feeling.

Something's not right.

- Why isn't she answering?

Hello, Lily?

- Hello. Is this the Darling residence?

- It is. Who's this?

- Are you Wendy Darling?

- I am.

- I'm Officer Fabian.

Mrs. Darling, we have reason to believe

your family is in danger.

- What? What are you talking about?

- James Hook escaped this morning.

He was due for lethal injection

and killed two officers and a fisherman.

- What?

- We suggest your family stay inside

and lock your doors until we can locate him.

A police officer will be with you.

- Peter.

- James Hook.

He's back.

- Wait. What's wrong?

- I just wanna check something.

- This isn't about James Hook, is it?

- Look, I know I sound crazy,

but something doesn't feel right.

I just, I just wanna check this out.

- I've got my computer.

- Okay, good.

- Let me go!

- I'm sorry that you've pissed your life away,

getting drunk.

If I were you, I would take one long,

hard look in that mirror and reevaluate my entire existence.

- You do OnlyFans.

- Are you my mother?

At least I have goals.

I mean, he did choose me.

You should blame him.

You're just the pathetic little girl

that needs to grow the fuck up and lay off that booze.

- Excuse me. I'm going in the hot tub now.

- You're excused.

- The invitation's still open, Noah.

- Um...

Thanks, but I, I...

I promised Syd I would put her up in her room,

after the barbecue.

- Well, you should come film content in the sauna.

You know where to find us!

- Syd?

- Oh, God. What now?

- You'll catch a sunburn, sleeping out here.

Research has shown that people prone to sleeping fits

are more likely to get skin cancer.

- Sleeping fits?

- Come on.

- God. Did you see her face?

You really put her in her place.

- I bet she's off to that hot tub to fill it with her tears.

I mean, call me a bitch all you want.

I, I think I did the right thing.

- Yeah, you're not a bitch.

You're a dirty little whore.

- Save for the content.

- Okay.

- Hey, perverts. Wanna see something fucking hot?

Get your sweet little ass right on top of me, right now.

- Time to play.

- What was that?

Did you hear that?

- I'm sure it's fine. Let's just keep recording, all right?

Come on! - Okay.

Okay.

That.

What was that?

Why have I got a feeling that isn't one of the girls?

- Oh, my God. Is this 'cause of Lily's fuckin' stupid story?

I mean, her daddy's dead.

Remember?

- Okay.

- I'm sure it's fine.

Jamie.

Hey, Jamie. Is that you, you little fuckin' bitch?

I take you out of your rut and this is how you repay me?

Oh, my God.

Do a solo video.

Oh, my God.

I'll be right back.

Hey, Jamie, why'd you run back to that hot tub

like a little fucking bitch?

- Okay.

Chill out, Salt. Jesus Christ.

Okay.

Okay.

Just me today, guys. Do you like what you see?

Pepper.

Pepper!

Pepper!

Pepper!

Pepper!

Pepper!

Pepper!

Pepper!

- What the fuck is your problem?

- Don't you ever do that again, you little fucking bitch!

- Do what?

- You're a cute little actress, huh?

Stay outta my fucking shit!

- The fuck?

- Pepper!

Pepper!

Pepper!

Pepper!

Pepper!

- Salt!

Salt!

Hey, Salt!

Salt! Open the goddamn door, Salt!

- So much for an itinerary.

Focus.

Focus.

You don't get into Harvard by chasing girls, Noah.

You get there by focusing.

- You're not very good at hide and seek.

- This is insane, Lily.

- No. There's no way this is true.

- Lily!

- There's no way that psycho is my dad!

- But it adds up, though!

Look, "Former camp counselor at Camp Cedar Falls

goes on a killing spree after taking a strange drug

known on the streets as pixie dust.

There were only two survivors.

Peter Pan and Wendy Darling."

Look.

- Oh, my god.

What the hell?

- Your mom had a relationship with James,

but when she fell pregnant with you, she broke it off.

That then caused James to take this fucking pixie dust

and go on a crazy rampage!

- Why wouldn't my parents tell me about any of this?

- Well, I wouldn't tell my kid about this. No way.

- But he's not, he's not escaped though, right?

Today at 10:35 AM,

police found the corpses of both Officer Marco

and Officer Spitz outside of Casper Junction.

They later found the body of a fisherman,

not too far from the murders.

That's not too far from here.

- Oh, my God, no. We're being paranoid now.

Like there's no way he's gonna come here.

- But wouldn't he wanna take revenge on your mom

by getting you?

- Stop it, Carly!

- Doesn't that make sense, though? Seriously!

- Stop it, Carly! - Seriously!

Remember when we were outside,

and you said you had a strange feeling about something?

Like what if he's- - Oh, shut up, Carly!

This is too much.

- Sorry.

- I need to call my mom.

What the hell?

- What?

- Where, where's my phone?

- Let's just use mine.

Where are our phones?

- Just do it.

And then you can get back to studying.

It's just a bit of fun, Noah.

It's not gonna go on your permanent record.

Salt?

Pepper?

Guys?

Oh, my God! Salt!

What happened?

- Help me.

Oh, sorry! Sorry!

I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

- It's dead.

- There has to be a logical explanation for this.

- Oh, God. I've got a really weird feeling.

Like...

Maybe, maybe you're right.

- I was joking. There's no way.

Look, let's just find the girls,

tell them what's going on and drive back to your place.

- Okay.

Oh, my God.

No.

- We, we have to get out of here.

- It's just a precaution.

It's safer if you stay here.

- What about Lily?

- We're doing everything in our power

to figure out where she is.

Now, are you sure she didn't say anything else about

her location, where she was going?

- Somewhere they could go camping, maybe.

That's all we know.

- You don't just expect us to sit here

and do nothing, do you?

- It's for the best.

It's atypical protection,

but these are atypical circumstances.

You need to understand.

James Hook is currently at large

and we don't know where he is.

- Just like Lily.

- We'll figure this out.

- Thank you.

- Officer Fabian. Officer Fabian.

Officer Fabian.

- Excuse me.

- There must be something we can do. We can't just sit here.

It's Lily.

- Easy.

Easy. Come.

It's all right, we'll get you to the hospital

before you know it, okay?

- Okay.

Hello?

Pepper?

- Who is it, Wendy?

- James.

- It's great to hear your voice, Wendy.

Hasn't aged a day.

- What have you done to her?

- Nothing yet.

I've just been playing with her friends.

I need to talk to you, Wendy.

I've missed you very much.

- God, please. Don't hurt her.

- I can't promise that, Wendy.

It was supposed to be me and you, remember?

But all these people keep getting in the way.

- What do you want? - I want you, Wendy.

I'm at the Hall and Oak Manor near Lake Frisco.

Come join in the fun.

But if you even think of bringing that dumb-fuck Peter,

or the police,

I will kill Lily.

- Please don't touch her. She's done nothing wrong.

James, I know this isn't like you.

That drug you took all those years ago,

it's messed with your brain.

You need to stop all of this and turn yourself in.

I'm begging you. Please just do the right thing.

- I am doing the right thing.

I forgive you.

I forgive you for cheating on me.

I forgive you

for having Peter's kid.

You were misguided from the start.

I plan to change this.

We will have a fresh new start, Wendy.

I still have the pixie dust.

- Please just stop.

- You need to learn from your mistakes, Wendy.

But I'll help you fix this one.

Come alone, or else.

- Wendy. - It's James.

He's with Lily.

- What does he want?

- He wants me.

He doesn't know Lily's his daughter, but he'll kill her,

if I don't get to her.

- Do we know where she is?

- She's at the Hall and Oak Manor.

He told me to go alone. What the hell do we do?

- You sneak out the back door and take the spare car.

I'll tell Officer Fabian

that you've gone to bed for the night.

- We can't.

- What else are we supposed to do?

Look, I'm useless with this leg anyway.

James will only listen to you.

You need to persuade him to stop this now.

- Right.

I love you, Peter.

- I love you too, Wendy.

Now go bring back our daughter.

- Girls?

Girls?

- Oh, my God! What happened?

Your skin! - I found her in the sauna.

It was turned up to max.

Have you seen Pepper? - No.

- Oh, my God. We need to get her to the hospital now.

Jamie did this to me, the bitch!

- Why would Jamie do this?

Where is Jamie anyway?

- Someone's playing a big fucking prank on us.

Who wrote on the giant mirror upstairs?

- What?

Where's Syd? Is she still asleep?

- Last we checked.

We've just been freaking ourselves out

over James fucking Hook.

Maybe it is Pepper that's fucking with us.

- No, Pepper wouldn't do all this kiddie shit.

- Our phones are missing and the phone lines are dead!

How do you explain that?

- How the hell would I know? - Where are your phones?

- I don't know.

- Mine...

Back at the sauna.

Oh, wait. Think I'm gonna be sick.

- Right. This is what we're gonna do.

You guys are gonna find Jamie and Pepper,

and I'll drive her to the hospital.

Come on, Salt. We'll get you help.

- But Noah.

We, we found out more about James Hook.

- And?

- He's not dead. He escaped this morning with his-

- Right, you two need to lay off the alcohol,

and do what I say.

Come on, Salt.

- Oh, my God.

What the fuck?

Sorry, sorry, sorry.

Sorry.

It's gonna be a okay, Salt.

I'm sure Pepper or Jamie didn't mean it.

- What if it wasn't either of them?

- What?

- What if it was...

Noah! What the fuck?

How does...

Help!

Help me!

- Let's play Marco Polo, shall we?

Marco.

Marco.

You are supposed to say polo!

- Oh, God! No!

Oh, God! No!

What do you want from me? Leave me alone!

- Bitch.

- I can't find them in the house.

Maybe we should check out...

What are you doing? - I can't find Noah's phone.

Oh, fuck.

- Lily, wait!

- Syd! Where's your phone?

- My, my- - Now, Syd! Phone!

- It's in my bag.

- Where's your bag?

Oh, God.

- You need to chill, Lily.

I don't think it's James Hook anymore.

I think you're being paranoid.

- What's happening?

- Pepper and Jamie are playing a prank.

- Together?

- It's not Pepper and Jamie!

- It's way too early for this, guys. Come on.

- Lily, please.

- Fuck! Your phone's not in here either!

- Hey. Your parents are fine.

It's been a tough fucking day!

- You don't understand.

This, this feeling that I have,

like something is seriously not right.

- Oh, my God!

Oh, my God! No.

No!

- We need to get the fuck out of here!

We need to get help!

- My car now! - My phone might be in my car!

- Syd, no!

Syd!

Stop it!

No! - Lily, stop!

Lily, no!

Lily!

- Syd!

- Lily, come on!

Lock the door. I'll go check the other doors.

- It was him, wasn't it?

- I don't know.

- Syd!

Syd, come on!

- Lily! Lily, what're you doing?

Lily, you can't open the fucking door! Are you crazy?

- We can't let her fucking die out there!

No! Please, Syd.

- We can't save her if we're dead, Lily!

- Syd!

- Come out, come out, wherever you are.

- Please be okay, Lily.

Please.

- Carly?

Carly!

Carly.

Carly.

- Hello, Wendy.

- Where is she?

- I have something inside to show you the fantasy.

You still smell as divine as ever.

No more kiddie games, okay?

Let's start our future together.

- Lily.

Thank God you're alive.

- Mom!

Mom, he's fucking crazy!

- Don't you dare hurt her! Don't you dare hurt her!

You dare hurt her! Don't you dare.

- I'm not gonna hurt her.

You are.

- It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay.

Where did you get that?

How do you still have that?

- You can't part with the gift that changed

the very essence of who you are for the better.

For the past 18 years, I've had a lot of time to think.

And I realize now, I was acting like a child.

I should've shared with you what I had, Wendy.

- You're crazy. - Don't move.

- We are not on the same plane of existence.

I'm living a fantasy and you're not.

But once you take the pixie dust,

you'll love me, the way that you did back then.

The way I love you now.

- I would never love someone like you.

- And I'm not crazy.

Taking this stuff 18 years ago

was the best thing that ever happened to me.

I can see clearer,

and it makes me realize what is most important in my life.

And that's you, Wendy.

You have to be willing to want it.

I realized

that if you had magic inside you, we'll be unstoppable.

- You want me to take that stuff?

- Yes. - No, no.

- Yes.

It eats away at the bullshit in your brain.

And the best part is,

once you take a hit, you'll never need another one.

It changes you forever.

- I would never be with someone like you!

- Don't you dare. You don't mean that.

- Yes, I do! You're pathetic!

You could never be the father. You're pathetic.

- Don't you ever dare say that!

- It's okay, Lily. It's gonna be okay.

It's gonna be okay.

- I'm sorry.

Look.

Just take the pixie dust and everything will be better.

Yes.

Take the pixie dust.

- I'm not like you! - Yes, you are!

- I'm not taking the pixie dust! I'm not gonna be like you!

- Take the pixie dust! - No!

Take it!

- No!

- Take it!

Take the pixie dust.

Take it!

- Lily is your daughter, James! Lily is your daughter!

She's not Peter's.

The night before you took the powder,

we were together, remember, in bed?

Remember?

- I'm sorry, Lily.

- Fuck you!

You fucking psycho!

- If I'd known you were my daughter,

I would've not have killed your friends, all right?

I thought you were Peter's blood.

If you are the combination of me and your beautiful mom...

- Don't touch her please. Leave her alone.

Leave her alone, let her go. Just take me.

- This changes the plan.

- No, no. - It's okay.

- There's enough for three.

- Don't do this, James.

Let Lily go. Just take me.

Don't do this.

- It'll be the three of us.

It'll be the three of us.

We can be a family.

- No, don't do this.

- A family that I thought was a fantasy

is now actually a reality.

- Just take me.

- Wendy, this changes everything.

We all must consume the pixie dust.

We all must be on the same thing.

- Don't do this!

Just let Lily go. Just take me.

Let Lily go!

- Enough! - No, God!

- Come! - No, no.

- Let Lily go! Just take me!

Let her go! Please!

- Eventually,

you need to breathe in.

Never the wanting, blowing it off the table.

Let it go into your system, all right?

You won't regret it.

I haven't.

- Lily.

- Mom! Mom! - Don't! Don't do it!

Don't do it!

- Mom!

You're fucking crazy!

- You

stay put.

- No. That wasn't the deal.

That's my family in there.

- It'll be safer.

Look. You've already lied to an officer.

That's four years in prison.

I have backup coming.

You're lucky I let you in the car, Mr. Darling.

Now stay put.

- Okay.

- Mom.

- It's okay. - He's fucking crazy.

Help us! Help us!

No! No!

No, no, no!

- Girls.

Ingest the pixie dust.

Peter's outside.

- Fuck sake.

Oh, fuck.

- I'm so sorry. - It's okay.

- Sorry.

- We need to save your father.

- Hello, Peter.

I see I did quite a number on you, 18 years ago.

- Where

are they?

- Who?

My family?

You want to see my daughter, do you?

- She's not

your daughter.

- You thought you could stop me by chopping my hand off.

Let's see

how you like this.

Pathetic.

I don't even know what she ever saw in you.

I'm going to gouge your heart,

and make you eat it!

- Fuck

you!

- James!

- Did you?

- You were right about the pixie dust.

We can see clearly now.

- My family.

- Let me kill him, Daddy.

- Lily. Lily, no!

- Make daddy proud.

- This is for my friends.

- No!

Please.

- It's okay.

- It's over now.