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- [industrial sounds] - [dramatic score]

- DANA (VO): Previously on Revival.

- Oh my God! They're alive! Open the door! Open it!

- [screaming]

- DANA: The dead have come back to life!

- Did you not go home at all? Isn't your dad the sheriff?

- I've been texting, calling.

Emailing. You're done ignoring me.

- This is reviver tissue.

Okay, so we're doing this. - Yeah.

- I just don't understand how panicking people is helping.

- Authorize their removal. - [strange roar]

Cooper! - [old woman screams]

- [slicing] - No!

- [thud] - Don't tell Dad.

- [eerie score]

- [low rumble]

- [coughing echoes]

- [metal tinkling]

- [water droplets plopping]

- [river burbling]

- [dramatic score]

- [approaching police siren wailing]

- [police buzzer blaring]

- NEWSCASTER: Reports keep flooding in

as a number of incidents are rising by the hour.

News coming while we...

- Dude! - [score fades out]

Dude, the hell have you been? Are you seeing this shit?

- I don't care. I do not care.

- Em, there are zombies! This is scary!

- Mm-hm. Yep. We will watch 28 Days Later...

- Don't! No! - ...tomorrow, okay?

- No! Em!

- NEWSCASTER: ...remain calm and let the Mountain Bay...

- 28 Weeks Later. We already saw Days.

- [echoing boom]

- NEWSCASTER: Twenty-eight confirmed cases.

Please remain calm...

- [distant police siren approaching]

- [rumbling] - [distant knocking]

- [urgent beeping] - WOMAN: Oh, shit!

- [walkie-talkie squawk]

- [person moans]

- [walkie-talkie squawk, static] - [urgent beeping]

- [distant knocking] - KAY: Hello?

Are you ever going to come out? - [loud high-pitched tone]

Em!

- [noises abate] - [sighs] And, yeah.

Yeah, she's here. Lazy ass never leaves her room.

(whisper) Okay, talk then.

- [Em sniffles, sighs]

Dude, what's up with you?

Been, like, three days. - [quiet tense score]

- [cabinet hinges squeak]

- [inhales through nose] - [crackling]

- [sharp inhale through nose] - [dramatic boom]

- [boom abates, echoes]

- [creepy score]

- [click, clattering] - [dramatic boom]

- [intense score] - [loud inhale through nose]

- [exhales through nose]

- Oh my God! Get high.

- [succession of short sharp dramatic sounds]

- [distant police siren] - [sharp metallic clang]

- [cries out, gasps, sobs] - [score ends]

- TV: It is now believed to be a localized situation

- [exhales] Shit.

- [whoosh, dramatic boom]

- [news report continues] - [doors slams]

- Dude, look, I'm sorry to leave you 'cause...

- TV: ...quarantine zone...

- I know you're struggling and shit

but my parents are next level freaking and

I guess I gotta wait out the lockdown at their place.

- No, it's cool.

Yeah, I'll probably do the same. - TV: Mayor Ken Dillisch...

- I left a little nug for you.

- TV: ...Cypress continue to assure the public...

- Hope it helps.

- TV: ...is doing everything possible...

- It's okay. [sighs]

- TV: Meanwhile, we can confirm that the CDC

has entered Wisconsin

and is working with local authorities

- [door opens, closes] ...to help coordinate.

- FEMALE ON TV: Sheriff, with the town now quarantined

and residents under lockdown, what does this move say

about how scared Wausau residents should be?

- [tense score] - SHERIFF: Uh, Jesus, May.

We're doing the best we can with what we know.

What we need now is for people to stay calm,

stay home and let us do our job.

- But these revived people are out there, Sheriff.

What are we to do if we see one?

- Well, that's a good question.

If anyone out there suspects anyone

of being one of these revivers,

they should report their whereabouts

immediately to the authorities. Don't take any chances.

- FEMALE ON TV: Chances. Is there a reason

for us to be scared of revivers?

- Look, we're not trying to panic anyone here.

It's just smart to take precautions.

- But, sir, can we at least confirm

how many documented cases there are.

I mean, why all of the red tape?

- Jesus Christ, May... - [Em groans]

...we're doing the best we can with what we know.

- Well, it appears you know very little, sir.

The town is panicking and we need answers.

- That's not fair. May, I'm trying here.

I assure you that as soon as I have anything substantial,

*

you'll be the first to know.

Now, I'm sorry, but that's all I have to say for now.

Okay? - Sir, please.

Just answer this: - [Em breathes shakily]

Are we safe?

- [score intensifies, crescendos]

- [creepy atmospheric theme]

- [whoosh]

- [metallic ringing]

- [buzzing whoosh]

- [theme transitions to tense score]

- [loud clanging]

- [Em breathes hard, erratically]

- Em, are you okay?

- Yeah. [sobs]

Yeah, I'm good.

- I don't understand. You...

You're dead? You died?

- No one can know.

- But what happened? How did--?

- [police radio squawks] - DISPATCH: Car 17 in pursuit.

Dana, you there? - Oh. Shit. Okay.

- [Em pants]

Listen. Listen, no, no, no, no.

Listen, you didn't do this. I did. You understand?

- [police sirens approaching] Okay, Em, look at me.

Em?

You, you and I have to be on the same page

'cause they're coming, okay? - [police radio squawks]

- DISPATCH: Dana, come in. - DANA: Okay, wait. Put this on.

-Officer Cypress unresponsive. - DANA: Put this on. Quick.

- [Em cries]

- What do I say? - You say that you--

- RADIO COP: I've got eyes on her location.

- You were outside and you heard gunshots.

And you ran inside but everything was already done.

You didn't touch her -- I did. Okay?

She went crazy. She killed her--

- Mountain Bay County Police!

- She tried to kill me, but I cut her.

- Just me and you can know. Promise?

- Yes, yes, yes! - MALE COP: Dana! You okay?

- Yeah, it's good. We're good! It's okay!

It's all right. It's all right.

- Holy smokes. Are you okay? Wha...

- Her.

- The old lady?

- Yeah. - [Em gasps]

She's stronger than she looks.

But we're okay.

- [Em gasps quietly, sharply]

(whisper) We're okay.

- [eerie score]

- [strange animalistic roar]

- Hello?

- [dramatic whoosh]

- [whoosh]

- [roaring]

- [snap] - [wire sings]

Whoa!

- [tense score]

- [crow cawing nearby]

- MAN: Looking for these?

- [score abates]

- Oh. Thanks.

- You're welcome.

- [animal chirring]

- [disquieting score]

What's your name, son?

- I'm not supposed to talk to strangers.

- Fair enough.

And I'm guessing

you're also not supposed to be in the woods alone.

- Sorry. I got lost.

- Oh, don't be.

Why don't you run along this way and be found?

- [score abates]

- [bird calling] - Cooper!

- Papa! - Dude!

Oh my God! Are you nuts?!

I told you to stay put!

Your mother didn't teach you not to run off like that?

- Did you hear it?

- Hear what?

- There's something out there. - [quiet tense score]

- [score intensifies]

- [score abates]

- [ethereal echoing score]

- [boom] - [Em panting]

- PARAMEDIC: Ma'am? Ma'am?

She's having a panic attack. Get her out of here.

- How am I supposed to explain

how an 80-year-old woman ended up with a scalped head?

- She was a hell of a lot more than just some old woman.

- God, what a mess. - [ambulance siren blares]

We got to keep the press out of this as much as we can.

- Okay. I don't even want to know

what my dad's gonna do.

This all needs to die with her.

- [dramatic score]

You talk to Dittman, assuming he wakes up,

and I'll get Em on board.

- Yeah. - Where is Em?

- Isn't that Em?

- Oh, shit!

- [zipper scraping]

- [creepy score]

- [crinkling]

- [squelch] - MALE: Oh! Ooh. Um.

- [soft groan]

- Huh. - Mm.

- [clattering]

- We've tested and verified every known reviver

and, to date, not a single one has shown

any aggressive tendencies or abnormalities,

so what is different about you?

Let's do the autopsy here.

Nobody gets inside this room, okay?

And, uh, I'm going to need another set of hands.

- Okay. - Got to put together a kit.

- [glove snaps] - Okay.

- Okay.

- [plastic bag rustles] - [soft thud]

- [blinds rattle]

- [door closes loudly] - [door lock engages]

- [eerie score intensifies]

- [squelching]

- [creepy screeching score]

hattering]

- Seems you're fit as a fiddle. Just a little panic attack.

You're free to go.

- Thanks.

- [PA tones, faint announcement]

- [metal hangers screech] - Dude!

- Ooh. I know.

Relax, okay? They don't know. I just, I passed out, but I--

- You're not okay. You're not fine!

What happened to you?

- Okay, I'm still working on it.

But the truth is, is it's all fuzzy.

I wasn't in the best place and I just, I can't remember.

- Why didn't you come to me?

I mean, you can't just die and not tell me.

- I will tell you everything I can remember.

Can we just get out of here? - Emmy!

- Martha! Tell me you're okay.

- She's good. She's fine.

- Let me look at you. Are you sure?

They said you came by ambulance!

- I'm fine. Just a panic attack, seriously.

- She's seriously fine. Didn't we talk about--

- What were you thinking? Taking your sister

to a crime scene? - Okay.

- I raised you with more sense than that.

- Uh, let me explain what happened.

- [argument continues faintly] - How was your day?

- Well, I got lost in the woods.

- WAYNE: ...for a reason, Dana.

- Is that so? - I'm just so tired.

- It's okay. They'll stop soon.

- DANA: I don't think I'm above protocol.

- I know. - DANA: Also, I was rethink--

- Bottom line is I don't care!

If you had any inkling this situation was dangerous.

She's not like us! You know that!

- Sir, ma'am, if you could-- - Not now!

- Please! Really! You know? - Whoa, whoa, whoa. Em.

- Let go! - What are you doing?

You can't grab her like that! How can you be so careless?

- Careless, Dad? Are you not the one who lost Coop today?

- What? What happened with Cooper?

- Nothing. Cooper's fine.

- And I'm fine! Okay? - [quiet tender score]

I don't need your help, your protection, your advice,

your pity -- none of it. I'm done.

- Martha, honey. -No!

No, please, I want to be left alone.

- But you... - No!

I will figure it out on my own.

- Okay, well, thanks a lot, Dad. That was your fault.

- My fault? Is that what happened to you?

- Yeah, but we're not unpacking all that right now.

Now tell me what happened-- - I don't even--

- Sheriff, we need to talk. - Rogers.

Listen, I need you to monitor who's coming and going.

I want to keep a tight lid on this whole mess, all right?

Nobody talks to the press. - Yes, sir.

- All right?

Get Cooper home. Okay?

We'll talk about this later.

- Yeah. - Yes?

- Uh, yeah, this way.

- Okay, what happened today with Papa?

- I met a man in the woods.

- You what? [sighs]

I'm gonna to shove his protocol right up his ass!

- Mom, language. - Ma'am, you need to leave.

You can't be here. - Can I just have one minute?

- Okay, look, you know what? I'll take care of her.

I know her, so, um,

can you take Coop up to the cafeteria

and get him, like, some pudding cups, or something?

- Sure thing. - Okay, thanks.

I'll see you up there, bud.

- [tense score]

- [Dana sighs softly]

- You want to tell me what actually happened

in that barn?

- [deep sigh] - IBRAHIM: That's the thing.

Strength has as much to do with the nervous system

as muscle mass and without the proper pain response the--

- [dramatic boom] - Where's the guard?

- Um...

Uh...

- [panicked breaths] - [score intensifies]

- Jesus Christ.

I need everyone to the first floor!

Everyone to the first floor. Suspect is on the loose.

It's Arlene. She's alive. - [dramatic score]

- The real joke is your department thinking

that it can just sweep all of this under the rug.

Again. Tell me the truth.

- All right. Well, I'll tell you what:

you keep thinking

that you are living in an episode of The Wire

and the rest of us will just... - [alarm blares]

...keep up. - MAN ON PA: Code red.

Emergency department. First floor.

Code red. Emergency department. First floor.

- REPORTER: Literally. Running with scissors.

- DANA: Hey, stay!

(whispers) Jesus Christ.

- [emergency buzzer continues blaring]

- [score intensifies]

- [old woman groaning] Oh my God.

- REPORTER: What's going on? - Ahhh!

- Oh, shit.

- What the hell is happening? - I've got to get Cooper.

Go! - WAYNE: Dana!

- Dad. - What are you doing here?

Where's Cooper? - He'll be safe.

But, Dad, be careful. - Just get out of here!

- Dad, you can't stop her!

- [dramatic score]

Go! Get out of here. - I'm going.

- [alarm continues blaring]

- WAYNE: Troy, check him.

- [unintelligible voice on police walkie-talkie]

- [score intensifies]

- [score abates]

- WOMAN: My Terry.

My sweet baby. - Shh.

- [reviver chuckles]

- [baby cooing]

Shh. There, there.

- [reviver cooing]

- [reviver gasps, growls] - [baby cries]

- Come on! Arlene, put the baby down!

- [baby crying] Oh, shit.

- [emergency buzzer blaring]

- [exciting score]

Where did she go?

There!

- [score abates]

Where the hell is she?

(whispers) Let's spread out. Stay quiet.

- [distant car alarm echoes]

- [baby cooing]

- [tense score]

- [baby cries]

- [baby cries]

Put your hands up and turn around.

Put your hands in the air!

- [baby continues crying]

What the hell are you doing here, Blaine?

- (softly) Oh. - [baby fusses]

- Where did you get the baby?

Where's Arlene?

- Behold.

And I have given you permission to tread on the serpents

and the scorpions.

The gates of Hell have opened.

- [dramatic boom] - [score intensifies, fades out]

? What's going to happen

when people find out that there's a super-strong reviver

running around stealing babies

and throwing nurses through walls?

- Oh, Wayne.

- I can't police something that can't be killed!

- Not doing it. - Look, look. First off

we don't really have a proud history of

handling people that are different.

But, that being said, Mayor, you didn't see her.

This was different, so, you know,

perhaps until we know what we're fully dealing with

all options should remain viable.

- See? Even the bleeding-heart liberal

agrees with me. We need to lock them up!

- Oh, no, no, no. I didn't say that. I--

- Okay, I want to help. I do.

You've been complaining about a lack of resources

this whole time. What do you think

it's gonna take to set up your camp?

And if Arlene's as scary as y'all say she is,

I suggest that you take what little resources you have

and you find her. You do that and then we'll talk.

- [frustrated sigh] - [quiet tense score]

- [door opens] - [distant office phone ringing]

- [door closes] - DANA: Em?

You here? We need to talk.

- [knocks]

- [door handle rattles]

- [hinges squeak]

Shit.

- [dramatic boom] - [score intensifies]

- [photo hits papers]

- What do you think you're doing?

- [score fades out]

- What the hell is this?

- This is your idea of leaving me alone?

- Hey! Cut me some slack here, man!

One minute we're talking about us going to the beach

and then the next I watch you die!

But then you're alive because you had already died.

And you don't know how you died

and now I find out you're using again

and when Dad finds out you're dead.

- Is there a question there? - Seven thousand questions.

But let's start with this:

What the hell! I thought you were doing better.

- Yeah, I... I was.

And then our accident happened

and that new instant release shit is hardcore

so it, just, it got bad. - [quiet tense score]

- Are you still on them? - No.

When I woke up it stopped working. I...

[sighs] I sometimes still think that I need it,

but it doesn't have the same effect on me anymore

so I'm clean. [hums happily]

- There's like a thousand pills in here.

How did you even get all this?

- The shady pain clinic. If you have the money,

they don't really care. - How did you get the money?

Em, isn't this all kind of connected?

The drugs, the...

What happened to you could-- - No, I did not overdose.

- Didn't you? Like, I saw, like...

Like, I just saw your den of doom

and it's kind of, I'm vibing, like,

mental health crisis. - Because ever since I revived

I just can't, I can't sleep anymore.

- [Em sighs deeply]

- Oh, God, you're emo.

Okay, how about you tell me...

Something? Anything.

- [grating discordant score] - So, I, uh...

I went to the bridge on Mom's birthday

because I just, I... - [Dana sighs]

I'm working through some stuff and a friend said

it would be a really good idea to get some closure there

and it just, it got...

a lot and I got really anxious,

so, yes, I got high and then I woke up in Bull Falls.

- [sniffles] - [sharp exhale]

- Okay.

You skipped a bunch of details.

Help me out here.

- Like, now?

- Yeah, now. You have somewhere else to be?

- Um...

Yeah, it was, uh, nine, or... - [score intensifies]

Nine-thirty.

I think I saw, like,

a car headlight, or something.

- [dramatic score]

- Could it have been a hit and run?

What kind of car was it?

- I don't know. A normal car?

- Okay, well, did you smell anything

or hear anything, or--

- Dana, please. Just stop. - Or did you...

maybe...

did you hurt yourself?

- You know, I've, uh...

thought about that a lot recently and, um...

No, no. I wouldn't. I, uh... [scoffs]

[sniffles] I couldn't.

- [phone buzzes] - [Dana sighs]

- [score fades out]

- Shit! [sighs] I'm missing morning briefing.

Dad's gonna kill me. - Mm-hm.

- Well, I guess that's insensitive now.

I can't say anything. - Oh, Dana.

Sometimes you are just too much.

- [Em sniffles] - Just wait, wait! Come to--

- [clattering] Goddamn it!

Just come to the station with me, okay?

Just come real quick. I'll show my stupid face

and look like I'm doing my job and then you and me,

we'll go to the bridge, we'll go to where you woke up.

- Dana.

- Okay. Please. I, I...

I want to find out what happened to you.

(whisper) And I can.

- Okay.

Yeah, let's go get this over with.

- [Em inhales deeply]

- Okay. - [Em releases shaky exhale]

Where should we put this mountain of drugs?

- [front door opens] - [bedroom door creaking]

- [echoing soft boom] - [front door closes]

- [score intensifies]

- [office phone ringing]

- WAYNE: All right, listen up! - [door slams]

- [muffled yelling]

- Great. [sighs] Love when he's in a good mood.

- You said this would be quick. - WAYNE: So be careful!

- I know, I just, I'm supposed to be helping

with this Arlene insanity.

But I want to be here for you first.

- [muffled yelling continues]

Give me a second.

[sighs] Okay.

Okay. Sit. Um...

- [office phone rings]

Grab something from the vending machine?

Uh, maybe hang out in the break room for a bit?

I'll be quick. [inhales deeply]

Get me a chocolate bar.

- [walkie-talkie squelches]

- [keys clatter] - [phone ringing]

- [soft percussive score]

- [score intensifies]

- [coins clattering]

- [wrapper crinkling]

- [jangling]

- [score intensifies]

- [score ends]

- [loud video game sounds]

- [people murmuring] - [softer video game sounds]

- What the hell do you want?

- [sighs] Can you tell me about these?

- Where are you picking your blueberries from?

- I don't have time for your stupid adages, McCray.

Come on. - [phone ringing]

- [loud sigh]

- Blues. Oxycodone. IRs.

- I know what they are. How much would a thousand of these cost?

- Now, see the street value of it would be--

- No, no. Pain clinic.

- You ain't getting no G of those

from no pain clinic. - Well, where am I getting them?

- Ooh. Stealing or dealing.

- For who? From who?

- Well, who you? I'm not doing your job for you.

- [distant loud buzzing]

- [hand hitting file]

-Now may I please get back to finding the old lady?

- How many drug-related offenses do we have?

- [keyboard clacking] - [video game sounds resume]

- Yeah, you shake up the can

be prepared to deal with the fizz.

- [suspenseful percussive score] -[people murmuring]

- [score intensifies] - [indistinct radio chatter]

- [blinds rattle]

- Shit. - [score intensifies]

- [clipboard clatters] -My sister stole my car.

Is there anything I can snag?

- Uh-oh. Sorry, darling, everything's gone.

On account of the manhunt for Arlene.

- Could I borrow yours?

- Uh, no. Lester dropped me off.

- Oh, you could do so much better than him.

- Well, Lester's a man of hidden talents.

- Shh!

- What about McCray? Or your dad, hm?

- Whose is the little hybrid out front?

- That's Dr. Ramin's.

- [score intensifies]

- [soft tender score]

- [brush scraping lightly]

- You look beautiful.

- [sighs]

-Are you sure you're up for this?

we don't have to go.

- No.

It's important we keep up appearances.

- [soft smack]

- [indistinct chatter]

- [car door closes]

- [car door opens]

- [car door closes] - [score intensifies]

- Let's try the dorms next. - [score ends]

Polos East off campus, down this way.

- [car rumbling]

- [blues music playing] - [indistinct chatter]

- TV: Safety continues to be a concern

as the suspect is still on the loose.

Authorities have yet to determine a motive

for the 82-year-old woman's violent outburst.

- WOMAN 1: Nobody's doing anything!

- WOMAN 2: I don't care if they used to be good people.

- Em.

You okay, dear?

- Yeah, I'm fine, Nella.

- [billiard balls clack]

- Shouldn't we be searching for Arlene

instead of, uh, your car?

- Shouldn't you be looking in a microscope

at a... imbiba nucleus?

- [chuckles]

I don't even think you know what you're saying.

- It's a tiny record store. - Oh.

- And, anyway, we're not looking for a car.

We're looking for my sister in the car.

- Okay, and why, exactly,

would your sister commandeer your car?

- She's acting out, that's all. All right? She's young.

She's had a sheltered life, sheltered childhood.

She never got to mess around, be a real teenager, you know?

Make mistakes. - Hm.

- Hell, I don't think she's ever even had a boyfriend.

- [scoffs]

- [blues music playing] - [indistinct chattering]

- [billiard balls clack]

- Aaron.

- Em, what in God's name are you doing?

My wife is right there! - What am I doing?

You haven't answered any of my texts,

calls or emails for the last month.

I practically had to corner you in your office

to get you to agree to meet me and you ghost me!

- Well, Em, what do you expect me to do?

We agreed to end this. You know that!

You think this is how to get back together with me?

- Jesus Christ, Aaron. You are so full of yourself.

I don't wanna get back together. Stop dodging me!

I want answers of what happened near the falls!

- The falls? What? I...

I don't know what you--

- [dramatic score]

A ring? - Your ring!

Look, something happened to me that night at Bull Falls.

I woke up and I threw this up, so now you get to explain to me

how the hell your wedding ring came out of my mouth?

- Wait. First, that's not mine.

Second, I have no idea what any of this is about.

If you've been trying to reach me

I haven't gotten anything from you

since December 18th.

I had to block you. You kept texting

and calling that night and it felt like you were

hell-bent on exposing us and I couldn't risk it.

So I blocked your number and email. I had no choice!

- What? Shit.

- And I'm sorry.

Perhaps instead of you

throwing up a ring maybe you thought you saw something

and found a ring that had been left there.

People go to those falls often, Em.

- (whisper) Shit.

- [splutters] I don't know. I don't-

I don't remember sending any of those texts or calls.

I was really emotional and I got high and I thought

you'd be the one to tell me what happened that night.

I thought you'd tell me what happened to me.

- [tense score] -To you?

Wait, Em, did you...

-Mm.

- (whispers) You died.

You're a reviver.

- [score abates] Holy shit!

I had no idea.

- [score intensifies]

And then...

-Oh, no, that night those texts were scary

and I knew you were struggling, but I, I...

I had no idea you took this so hard.

- I've heard this before.

You think I killed myself?

- I'm sorry, but isn't that kind of what you're saying?

But, hey, look, look. You're okay now.

-That's the good news, right?

Like, you get a second chance.

And look at you. You look great.

- Don't, please. I don't want to hear this.

Not right now. [sniffles]

Do me a favor and don't tell anyone about me, okay?

- Sure. Yeah. And Em...

- I'm so sorry. - [score intensifies]

- [score intensifies

- [score fades out]

ied about her.

She's going through some stuff.

And, you know, it doesn't help that...

that Revival Day [sighs]

was also our mom's birthday.

Our, our late mom's birthday.

I never get used to saying that.

- I'm sorry to hear that, Dana.

- [he exhales softly]

How long ago did that happen?

If you don't mind, uh,

if you want to talk about it, you don't--

- Two years.

It was an accident.

Em and I were both in the car,

but Em was driving.

- That's awful. Uh...

Losing a parent is very hard, uh, and I can't imagine,

considering the circumstances, - [tender score]

how traumatic that experience would have been for both of you.

- Yeah. Thanks. - So, I'm sorry.

- This is what happens when we live all like

there's nothing wrong with zombies.

We're losing our damn way and for what?

God chose them to die. - [score intensifies]

- DANA: Em was always pretty isolated

because of her condition, so it was just

always kind of...

tough, but then, after the accident

and all the brutal rehab

I don't think she's ever fully dealt with any of it.

- [Em yells] - Ah!

What the--?

You bitch.

- [grunts] - [Em grunts, groans]

- IBRAHIM: You said her condition?

- [Em groans] - DANA: Yeah.

She has a disease where her bones break easily.

- [bones cracking]

- Osteogenesis Imperfecta.

- Yeah. That's the one. - Yeah?

- Not many people know it. Type 1. Type 1.

- It's Type 1. - O-I.

- That's still pretty debilitating,

so I understand when you say that she is acting out.

That makes sense, and I, for one, would have

a ton of pent-up frustration... - [bones cracking]

- IBRAHIM: ...and always be looking for an outlet.

- [heavy breathing] - [neck cracks]

- That all you got?

- [woman grunts] - [glass breaking]

- [tense score]

- DANA: She had it tough.

She was on a first-name basis

with her doctors and nurses by the time she was ten.

-Ooh. - [thud]

- [hard impact] - [echoing groan]

But, you know...

no matter what, she always

was able to find levity in the strangest situations.

- [squelch] - [shout]

- IBRAHIM: It sounds like her superpower.

How she copes to get through or push through.

- Dana: Hm. - [squelch]

- Even with how weak she was, she made it.

Yeah. - [rhythmic pensive score]

-She, uh, sounds pretty strong actually, Dana.

- [patrons murmuring]

- Oh, shit. Get out of the way!

- [Em groans] - Here. I got you.

- [Em's bones crack] -HELPFUL GUY: Sorry

- NELLA: Em! Em!

- I'm okay. I'm good!

- [score ends]

- FIGHTER: She broke my damn nose.

- [phone buzzing]

- [tense score] - [phone rattles]

- Nella?

Em did what where? Where did she go?

- [lighter rasps] - [tobacco crackles]

- [score ends]

- So, what's your story, dead girl?

- [distant dog barking]

- Cuts. I saw them heal.

Don't worry. Nobody else saw.

- [bird calling] - [distant traffic]

Name's Rhodey.

- Em.

- [bird calling]

- You know we can heal?

- And a whole lot more than a couple of cuts

and broken bones.

But I tend to save the bigger stuff for my show.

Speaking of, our first show since lockdown's Saturday.

This place called The Shed. - [paper crinkling]

You should come.

- [distant dog barking]

- You're a reviver? - [gentle score]

- I prefer musician first, but it's not so bad.

Hell of a lot better than I was a month ago.

- [phone buzzing]

- [score intensifies]

-So...

I, uh, kind of need to

avoid the cops for a variety

of reasons right now. Do you think you could

get me out of here?

- Yeah. I got you.

- Cool.

I'll just be right back.

- [score ends]

- ["Buried a Lie" by Senses Fail plays loudly]

* So let's play doctor, babe *

* We'll operate today *

* Incisions must be made *

* You could help solve this case *

* We need a scalpel now * * Under white lights...

- [phone buzzing]

- [song fades out]

- DANA: And there's my car.

- Okay.

- Well, thank you so much for the ride.

- Of course.

- Could do it again some time.

- Do, like, what? Just give you a ride?

- No.

We-- Us. The--

Like this.

- [door rattling] - Don't worry about it. [sighs]

- Okay. Awesome. All right, bye.

- Okay. - Okay, bye.

- [engine revving]

- [Dana grunts] - [car door closes]

- [sighs]

- [paper crinkling]

- [light clunk] - [distant dog barking]

- I'm still mad.

- [paper crinkling]

- [tense score]

- [score intensifies, cuts off]

ping] - [tense score]

- [breathy inhale]

- [water burbling]

- [ethereal score]

- [loud bang] - [door hinges creak]

- What the-- What the hell?

You just can't barge in like that! [splutters]

- I can 'cause the door was open, so...

- [tense score] - [Kay splutters]

No, don't have reasonable cause. - [Dana coughs]

- [clears throat] - I'm just gonna...

- [bottles clinking] - Listen... [coughs]

I'm not here for this. But I can be

if you don't play your cards right.

Sit down.

- [tense score]

- [Kay sighs]

- [score intensifies]

- [score abates]

- [easy listening instrumental music plays]

- Feel like I'm losing control.

My family. - [Nella sighs]

My job.

This town.

- No. No. - I just...

- No, no, no, no. Wayne, you are a good egg.

Your job, this town?

They elected you. They trust you.

So now you need to trust yourself.

So you just get on out there and do what you think is right.

The rest will work itself out.

Okay? All right?

- [glasses clink]

- Evening, Governor. Sorry to bother you so late.

Well, you know, it's uh... We're handling it, but, uh...

You know,

it's been tough.

And on that note, um,

listen, things have taken a turn out here and, uh...

- [tense score]

You know, you always told me you owed me one.

- [bag crinkling] - [bag hits table]

- You get her this? - [score intensifies]

- [splutters] Me? - Yeah.

- Hell, no! Who do you think I am?

- I think you got picked up for possession with intent

last year. - Oh my God. Okay, okay.

Okay, wait. Look-look-look-look. Time out.

Those charges are being dropped.

Look, lady, I just...

I just left her some pot to help with the pain

and for all I know

that's all she does.

And that's all I do, too.

And maybe molly. I don't know.

- [chair scrapes on floor] - [Kay sighs]

- Then explain it to me.

- Look, she-she...

Like, she wasn't good, all right?

Like she was all strung out as hell

and she'd been really depressed and then it got bad.

And so we were just going to help her get a quick little fix

and then, and then...

- What do you mean a quick fix?

-What? What? What did you do?

- No, no. It's what she did!

Look, I heard you guys talking.

I know Em is a reviver.

And I knew I shouldn't have taken her there. Shit!

Shit. -Taken her where?

Hey! - [Kay sighs]

- If you got her something and she OD'd

she's not the only one who will be dead.

- (softly) Okay. - So this is your one chance

to come clean. Where did you take her?

What did she take? Who gave it to her?

- No, no, wait! Lady, stop.

- Stop calling me lady. I'm barely older than you!

- You're asking the wrong questions.

- [dramatic echoing boom]

I know who killed Em.

- [eerie score]

- [Murder Down At The Bingo Hall by Amigo the Devil plays]

* It was a quiet night down at the gaming hall *

* We doubled up on cocaine and Adderall *

* The room full of smoke and the air so still *

* That I choked when I raised up *

* Both of my hands to yell Bingo *

* I was looking around trying to track down *

* Who the biggest threat would be *