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[mysterious orchestral music]

[rain pattering]

[car approaching]

[car door slams]

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[Olivia chattering indistinctly]

[Olivia sighing]

Do you need help with that?

I'm good.

Okay, just be careful. Don't--

-[Francis grunting] -[objects clattering]

Okay.

I mean, try and be a little more gentle.

[Francis] They're rocks.

Yeah, they're expensive rocks.

They look okay.

Yeah, they do.

I'm sorry.

Is that everything from the car?

Uh-huh.

Oh, where am I gonna be in another year?

[Olivia] Oh, Francis.

-Huh? -You got a box.

Oh, hell yeah.

Look at this.

-Got one for you. -Hmm.

One for me,

and, like, 17 backups.

Framed picture of... someone.

Crucifix.

Bible.

Dog calendar.

Aww, that's nice of her to throw in a calendar.

Well, don't get too excited. She probably won it in a raffle.

-[Olivia chuckles] -Oh, look, a postcard.

Aww.

Whoa.

Is this because we're not married?

I don't know. I don't think so.

Uh, she means well.

She just gets a little excited.

Yeah, that's a pretty intense housewarming gift.

Yeah, I know, I know. You're right. It is a bit much.

I'll talk to her.

It wasn't really a huge part of my life anyway.

Well, at least your mom still talks to you.

That's true.

I'm sorry.

It's not your fault.

-They call you yet? -No.

They'll call.

-Uh-huh. -Hmm.

-Babe. -Hmm?

It's late.

We moved. Let's go to bed.

Wait, are you sure?

You don't wanna hang that up?

Well, Jesus is fine.

Is that supposed to be Jesus?

[Francis] I think so.

-[Olivia panting] -[bed creaking]

[Olivia gasping softly]

[branches rustling]

Hey, what are you thinking about?

Hmm?

Oh, um...

I'm just really happy we did this.

What, had sex?

No.

Moved in together.

Oh.

I mean, the sex was pretty cool too.

[Olivia chuckles]

[distant bird calling]

[soft snoring]

[distant door opening]

[soft click]

[eerie orchestral music]

[Olivia sighs]

♪

-[wind whooshing] -[fire crackling]

[clock ticking]

-Whoa! -Ooh!

Careful with that thang.

[upbeat music]

-I think it could be good. -[door chime ringing]

-Got lots of plates. -Ooh.

We could get a little bench.

-It's probably just your size. -So cute!

-Just about. -Mm-hmm.

Ooh...

Yes.

♪

♪

[ethereal music]

[exhaling]

Will I get this job?

Will I get this job?

Will I get this job?

Will I get this job?

-[Francis] Hey, hey, hey, hey. -Hi.

[faint conversation]

♪

[seabirds squawking]

[man] Uh...

Let's say I was a customer who had sleep issues.

Which of these would you recommend?

For anything sleep-related, I would go with howlite.

Why's that?

Well, it's a calming stone, um, so it's good for insomnia.

Oh, okay. Okay. Good.

What about this?

No touching.

Oh, um...

That is-- that's amethyst.

It relieves stress, and it pushes out grief and negativity.

Okay. Okay.

What about...

this?

May I?

This is...

not a crystal.

What is it?

It looks like...

cement?

Ooh. You know your shit.

[Olivia] Thank you.

So you said you're from Nevada?

-Yeah. -Uh-huh.

How come you're out here?

Uh, well, my boyfriend got a job after he graduated,

and we'd been thinking about moving to California anyway, so.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, but why are you here?

Why do you believe in all this?

Oh. Um...

it just works for me.

Like, not a lot of things do, but this really does.

I don't know why, but it does.

How about your mom and dad? How do they feel about it?

Eh. I think they just wish I'd finished college.

Now, your resume also said

that you used to work in the House of Fate in Reno?

-Yeah. -Yeah.

What was their collection like over there in the House of Fate?

-It was extensive. -Mmm. Mm-hmm.

I mostly did their digital inventory, though.

Oh, well, we don't do a lot of digital stuff here.

People ask me to get into it, but, you know, it's just not me.

You need to feel the crystals in your hands.

-You know what I mean? -Totally. I-- I agree.

Otherwise, it's--

it's gross.

[inhaling] Makes me sick to my fucking stomach.

Just old school, I guess.

Totally.

Hi. Welcome to Light of the Moon.

Let me know if you need any help.

[bell chimes]

[phone ringing]

-[machine beeps] -[Olivia] Hey. It's me.

I just wanted to let you guys know that I made it here.

Got a job.

We should talk.

Anyway, that's--

that's all.

Okay, bye.

[Francis] Have your parents called you back yet?

[Olivia] Nope.

They'll come around. I mean, how long can you even

do the silent treatment for, anyway?

Like, it's getting so old at this point.

Yeah, I don't know. They've never really been

that big on communication, so...

We can talk about something else.

No, no, no, it's okay. I don't mind.

It'll be all right.

Yeah.

-Yeah. -[microwave beeping]

And we have so much to be thankful for.

We've got this beautiful, beautiful home,

and it is beautifully decorated, mostly by you.

-Hey, you did some too. -You're absolutely right.

I got that plant right behind you there.

Really ties the room together.

-Yeah, it does. -Yeah. I built this table, too.

Yeah.

That was less enthusiastic. It's a good table.

-Well, yeah, for now. -I mean,

it gets the job done, all right?

Yeah.

Well, I would have done more, you know,

but you seemed to have it all under control, and...

you know, I don't really understand any of this, so...

I mean, we could put up one of your mom's Jesus paintings.

-No. -You want?

I like this. It's lovely. It's wonderful.

-You did a great job. -You sure?

No, I like it the way it is.

-It's wonderful. -Okay.

-I'm sorry. -It's fine.

Is it fine?

Are we in a fight right now?

-I think so. -Oh, my God.

Yeah.

[streetlight buzzing]

[gentle piano music]

Okay, now that we're here, we cannot do the thing

where we just hang out with each other

and, like, morph into one person.

Right? Like, I think we should make some friends.

Yeah. I mean, yeah.

I know that. Like, I want to, but...

I don't really know where to find friends.

Yeah, me neither.

Hmm.

-[Francis] Hey. -Hi.

[Francis] I wanna do that for you.

[Olivia exhales] Thank you.

Good night.

[mysterious music]

[insects chirping]

[clock ticking]

[eerie gasping]

[sighing]

[Francis screams]

Wow.

You okay?

Yeah. Yeah.

Jesus, you scared the shit out of me.

-Goddamn. -Oh, my God.

What was that?

Um...

I don't-- I don't really remember.

I think I was, like, underwater or something.

-[sighing] -Okay.

Okay.

[Olivia sighing]

[eerie music]

[door opening]

-Get anything good? -Oh. Um...

Nope, no. It's just junk.

Um, okay. Just let me know.

I'm waiting on a, like, shaving, grooming kit to come through.

Oh, yeah. Do you mind, actually?

It's getting kind of wild down there.

Oh, my-- Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, no problem.

I can definitely take care of that too.

So, do you have any more dreams last night?

[Francis] Luckily, no. Um...

I'm sorry about that again.

Oh, no, it's fine. I just--

I've never seen you do that before.

Yeah, I mean, it happens every so often,

usually just when I drink a little too much.

Um...

Anyway, whatever it was, I mean,

I'm feeling a lot more relaxed now, so...

-[loud bang] -[gasping]

[repairman] Oh, yeah.

It's this guy here causing your delayed burners.

Yeah, it somehow got knocked out of place. Uh...

And when you turn the heaters on,

they're all supposed to light at the same time.

First one lit, but...

it delayed ignition on the other two, so...

-[Olivia] Okay. -Well, that's when, um,

when there's gas in the furnace,

rather than igniting immediately,

it builds up, and then, well--

well, when it finally does ignite, boom.

Got yourself a nice little explosion there.

-So that's what we heard? -Yeah.

They should've checked this before you all moved in.

I'm surprised no one said anything.

-Yeah. -Yeah, I-- I am too.

Well, anyway, I set that pipe back, so let's test it.

You should be good to go.

-That's it? -Yeah, that's it.

There you go.

Well, we can't thank you enough.

Ah, it's my pleasure.

You, uh, got a very beautiful home. It's...

very cosmopolitan.

-[chuckles] -Thank you.

[gas rushing]

[retro music playing softly]

What are you listening to?

It's asparagus.

[chuckling]

[objects clinking]

[crickets chirping]

[sighing]

[scissors clicking]

[mysterious music]

[wind whistling]

[gas rushing]

[metal squeaking]

[ominous music]

[soft whistling]

-[high-pitched whistling] -[scissors clicking]

[squelch]

[whimpering]

♪

-[gasping] -[siren wailing]

[agonized screaming]

[indistinct PA announcement]

[tense music]

[Francis screaming]

[monitor beeping steadily]

[Olivia] Have you told your mom yet?

I don't really think that's a good idea.

You can go. I'll be fine.

Okay.

-I love you. -Love you too.

Call me if you need anything.

-Will do. -[door opens]

[door closes]

[grunting]

[knocking at door]

[sighing]

[kids chattering in distance]

[eerie orchestral music]

♪

[exhales]

Francis?

[soft breathing]

[show host] Single mom Janet wants out

of her three-bedroom rental in Corpus Christi, Texas,

to buy a house of her own, where she'll finally have enough room

for herself and her two children.

[Janet] What if we just knocked down this wall

and made it an open space?

[Dave] Do you have winning lottery numbers?

[host] She's enlisted the help of her boyfriend, Dave,

who works in construction.

But since he knows the cost and stress of all the renovation,

he thinks she should go with moving and renting.

[Dave] I just think it's a lot more difficult

than she realizes.

Whew.

[low, eerie music]

[grunts softly]

Francis?

[Francis whispering] He's here.

[Olivia] Who's here?

[Francis] He's watching us right now.

I don't see anyone.

He's over by the door.

[ominous music]

[Francis breathing raggedly]

Hey. Hey.

[Francis hyperventilating]

[gasps]

[gasping]

[Francis] Ow!

It's probably just the medication.

Yeah, well, you should ask them

to put you on a different prescription.

Yeah, I'll call 'em tomorrow.

-'Cause that's not normal. -Olivia.

I said I'll call tomorrow.

Are you mad?

No, no, I'm not-- I'm not mad.

I'm just saying the medication might be a little wonky.

It happens.

-Okay, well, you seem mad. -I'm not mad!

I don't understand why you're making this such a big deal.

I'm not making this such a big deal.

I'm worried about you. That was fucking terrifying.

Yeah, okay, well, I said I would call tomorrow.

So I don't know what else you want me to say.

Sorry. I'm sorry.

I just-- I...

do not feel very good right now.

Yeah, well, I can't help you unless I know what's going on.

What did you see?

I don't remember.

Are you sure?

'Cause you said someone was watching us.

Sorry.

I don't know what to tell you.

Okay.

[Francis] I have to get up early.

[bell chimes]

Let me know if you need help with anything.

Long night?

-Yeah. -Fun night?

No.

Could be your fault.

[door opening]

[gentle piano music playing]

-Hello. -[Francis] Oh!

You're home.

What is all this?

I thought it'd be nice to have a home-cooked meal.

I'm sorry I was an asshole last night.

Um, I know you were just trying to help.

I talked to the doctors already.

They got me some new medications.

-[alarm beeping] -What is that smell?

Oh, my God. Is that the garlic bread?

-Is it burning? -Yeah.

♪

[glass shattering]

[distant footsteps]

[Olivia] Francis?

[door creaking]

Francis?

[eerie music]

Francis?

[gasping] Jesus.

[exhales] Hey.

We shouldn't be doing this.

Doing what?

He knows about it.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Let's get you to bed.

Come on. Let's go.

It's okay. Come on.

♪

[sighs]

[Francis] Yeah, I-- I haven't had anything

like this happen before. This is completely new.

Do you have any memories in the morning of what happened?

Uh, no. I mean, if I do, they're very, very faint.

It's mainly when Liv wakes me up, I kind of come to.

But even then, everything is-- is really hazy.

Hey, um, the doctors want to run a couple other tests,

so do you think you can come back in a bit?

-Yeah. -Yeah?

Yeah.

Hey, um, last night, you just--

you kept saying you were sorry.

That's weird.

Um, I-- I don't know what that was about.

Um, I'll-- I'll see you in a bit, okay?

[siren wailing]

[sighing]

[mysterious music]

[soft, eerie music]

Everything okay?

Yeah.

Just tired.

♪

♪

♪

[tapping on laptop]

What the fuck?

[frightening music]

[clattering]

[screams]

[Francis] Liv?

[creaking]

♪

When I was 15 years old,

my mom signed me up for this group.

It was like a young men's ministry.

It was basically just a bunch of dudes praying and camping

and, like, shooting guns.

All in the name of Jesus, obviously.

-How long did you go for? -Uh, two years.

I know it sounds strange.

My dad had just died,

and I wasn't really doing too much.

So it was like a summer camp?

Sort of. It was... [sighing]

Two times a year, we would go to this Christian ranch

for, like, this big retreat.

And our leader, Vernon, went with us.

Was he, like, a priest?

Uh, no, he worked with the ministry

and also with the camp.

Okay.

It wasn't, like-- it wasn't creepy.

-Okay. -No, I mean, don't get me wrong,

he was, like, super intense, and, like, he had his beliefs,

and he was not shy about

communicating them with other people.

But, you know, some of the stuff that he said,

it helped me out a lot.

We were close.

At that point, I was thinking about

joining the ministry when I was older.

Really?

Yeah, that was the plan.

But then something else happened.

[gentle string music]

No way! Oh, my God!

There was this girl.

We met that summer. She was-- she was, uh...

staying at her aunt's for a couple of months,

and I didn't think it was gonna go anywhere,

but we kept seeing each other,

and then it got kind of serious.

One year for Christmas break,

we all went up to the ranch for a big retreat.

As fate would have it,

my girlfriend was staying with a friend

who lived just down the road,

and we knew it was gonna be our last chance to see each other

before we went back to school and finished out the year.

So we decided to meet up.

[insects chirping]

♪

[siren wailing]

And when I got back,

there were fire trucks and police cars everywhere.

[fire crackling]

They didn't really know how it happened.

They, um-- they said that maybe the space heater

in Vernon's tent got knocked over,

gas was leaking out, Vernon passed out,

and then his tent lit on fire.

And when he woke up, he realized...

Oh, my God.

My tent was closest next to his.

But I wasn't there.

I was off...

doing something else.

♪

If I was there, maybe I could've done something, you know?

-I don't know. -No, no, no, no.

-Mayb-- -I'm glad you weren't there.

I'm glad you're okay.

I mean, you couldn't have done anything.

It was, like, a freak accident.

Yeah, anyway. Uh...

the group obviously kind of fell apart after that,

and I thought that if I ignored the whole thing

and just pretended it didn't happen...

But then the night we moved in,

I saw him.

But it didn't look like him. It was like--

It was like him after the fire.

His face was all charred up and burned,

and his ear was melted to the side of his head.

I thought I was dreaming.

But since then, stuff has happened,

and it's made me think.

What if this is real?

What if he's still with me, and he's angry?

Anyways, I'm-- I'm sorry I lied to you.

That was a really bad thing to do.

Well, I don't get it.

I mean, you weren't the only one there.

Like, why you?

He said I had a-- a lot of potential. I guess...

I haven't been living by his example in my personal life.

You mean by moving in with me?

Yeah.

I mean, he had really strong views

on people who left the church.

He believed that people should be punished

for their sins one way or another.

"I'll watch you burn."

Yeah.

[sighing]

Hey, what happened to your girlfriend?

Oh, she left me for her Adderall dealer.

Mmm.

[insects chirping]

This is some nasty, nasty shit

you've gotten yourself into, Liv.

Any ideas how we might get out?

[sighing]

Now be careful how you mix and match this stuff.

Most of these objects are inhabited

by well-meaning forces,

but every once in a while, you're into trouble.

I used this little guy

to flush out my bungalows last year.

Now, it may look nice, but

it still contains the spirit of its original owner.

And its original owner was an asshole.

Mm.

I think I'll just stick with the sage.

Okay, that's okay, too.

[Denny] Might not totally fix things,

but at least it's a step in the right direction.

Trust me, you'll see.

[Olivia] I hope so. Next time,

I think it'll be the worst thing around.

[Denny] Yeah. It'll help.

♪

With air, I cleanse.

With air, I cleanse.

With fire, I cleanse.

With fire, I cleanse.

You have to say it with more confidence,

or else it won't work.

Oh, sorry. I was-- [throat clearing]

This is new to me.

I know. Just repeat after me.

Okay.

With water, I cleanse.

With water, I cleanse.

Any evil or dark force may now return to its origin.

May my home and I be free.

[Olivia sighing]

Well, it's not black magic,

and I tried to explain it to you,

but you didn't really seem interested.

I'm interested, Olivia.

I just...

I don't think it's going to work.

What do you mean?

I mean, I get that you're trying to help, but...

I'm wondering if maybe this is

what encouraged the spirit in the first place.

Are you saying this was my fault?

No, no, no, no, no, no. I'm saying,

knowing who he was...

I think it might make the situation worse.

I'm not saying I have a problem with it.

I don't have a problem with it.

Well, do you have any better ideas?

Uh...

I think we should hire a priest.

You said you wanted to call a professional,

so let's call a professional.

Well, I really don't think a priest is going to help this.

[Francis] Why not?

Well, because he probably agrees with the spirit.

What if we got somebody who wasn't a priest,

but was still religious?

What, you want to get, like, a random Catholic person?

No, not random.

What if we found somebody who knew Vernon

and could use his beliefs against him,

beat him at his own game?

Oh, God.

-[Francis] What? -Really?

We can't do this alone.

We need somebody...

holy.

Holy.

[wind rustling]

[gentle music]

["Ave Maria" by Schubert playing]

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

-Hello, sweetheart. -Hi, Mom.

Oh.

What you really need is to call a priest.

Here, take it. I can't look at that anymore.

This is horrible.

This is a horrible thing.

[Francis] I know. I know, Mom.

I mean, is there anything you can think of?

Like, is there, like,

a prayer or something that you know

-that can make this go away? -I'm afraid not, dear.

This is terrible.

This is a terrible situation.

Christ have mercy.

And even if I had a clue of how to handle this,

it would be difficult to carry out.

What do you mean?

[Lillian] I just mean that if it's God's help you want,

I think you're jamming up the signals

with all that other... paraphernalia

you were telling me about.

You mean my stuff?

Oh, is that yours? I don't know.

-I have not been psychic. -All right, well,

Mom, the reason why we called you

is because you're, like,

the most spiritually connected person that I know, okay?

So, I figured that you might have a suggestion or something.

All right.

All right.

When I was your age, there was a young man I was dating.

This was before your father.

And he asked me if I wanted to move in with him.

We were not married either.

Okay.

[Lillian] I thought about it.

I thought about what it meant to me,

what it meant to our relationship.

And then, I didn't do it.

What?

I said, "No. No, I will not move in with you.

I'm sorry, but I have my beliefs,

and I'm sticking to it."

Is that-- is that the end?

Yes, we never spoke again.

Why did--

Why did you tell us that?

I thought you were looking for guidance.

[Francis] How is that guidance?

You did nothing wrong, and then nothing bad happened to you?

Okay, all right.

Jesus Christ.

So maybe this was a mistake.

You're clearly not willing to help us, so I think--

Francis, listen to me, I am willing.

I don't know what to do.

[Francis] Okay, well, clearly you don't have a problem

sending us fucked-up postcards

of people getting their skin peeled off,

but once we have an actual problem,

suddenly you don't know anything.

What are you saying?

Those pictures are beautiful.

-Jesus Christ. -Some of those images

are hanging in museums.

-Some of those-- -Hold on, hold on.

Let's not lose our heads here.

Can I just have the night to think about it?

I'm tired. You're tired. We're all tired.

What if I check us into a motel?

We'll get a good night's rest outside of the house.

My treat.

Now, you should know I'm not staying for very long.

I barely had time to plan for this trip.

[Lillian] Glad they had a room for us.

Thank you, dear.

Why are you limping, Francis?

-Are you okay? -I'm fine. I'm fine, just--

Do I need to call a doctor?

How long do you think she's gonna stay?

I don't know.

A-- as long as it takes, I--

Okay, well...

if we try her way and it doesn't work,

then will you agree to back me up

when we try it my way?

Yeah.

Yeah?

Yeah. Hey.

Don't worry.

This is like...

This is like her shit.

Okay?

Okay.

Oh, I'm so tired.

I need to sleep.

You two stay up.

Do what you want. I don't care.

Especially since those animals down by the pool

seem like they're gonna be up all night making noise.

Oh, I'm so tired.

[faint horns honking]

[siren wailing]

[tapping sound]

Oh.

Oh, that is sick.

We need to remove anything

that might offend Vernon's spirit.

And by remove, I mean get it out of the house.

All of it. I mean the paintings, the stones, all of it.

Then, we need to redecorate this place

so that it respects Vernon's spirit

and all that he stood for.

Why would we do that?

Vernon lived by God's laws.

That doesn't just stop because the physical life is over.

By terrorizing you,

even though his reasons may have been just,

he's committed a sin,

a sin that's keeping his soul from God.

Maybe we can just...

convince him to depart peacefully.

What if he doesn't want to leave?

Then we'll use the power of Christ to make him go.

[Lillian clearing throat]

You might need to remove your jewelry too, dear.

Oh, I don't take this off, but it's fine.

Hm. Please?

Just as a precaution.

I just wouldn't want to upset the spirit.

We're not gonna be like, like talking to him, are we?

I don't think so. That's not likely, dear.

Okay, good.

I-- I really don't want to do that.

Mm-hmm.

Well, we should get started.

Oh, you know what?

I might have one or two things

in my car that could help.

[suspenseful music]

♪

Hey, do you need me to move something?

This one's pretty. What does it do?

Oh, that protects against negative energies.

Have you used it lately?

No.

But maybe I should.

Hm.

[Lillian] Francis?

Yeah?

Where's the painting I did?

Um, it's around here somewhere.

Who knows the last time you had a hot meal?

Your Aunt Joan sent over

a beautiful polo for your birthday.

It's a magnificent shirt.

Maybe we can try it on after you eat--

Oh, let's go.

Oh, yeah, fine.

[both] Bless us, O Lord, for these thy gifts

that we are about to receive from thy bounty

through Christ our Lord. Amen.

[Lillian] Okay, dig in.

-How is it? -[Francis] It's delicious.

The gravy on the meat is so good.

[Lillian] I made it myself.

[Francis] I know you did. You still got it.

♪

[Lillian] Hello, Vernon?

It's me, Lillian.

We've gathered together to try and communicate with you.

I can only imagine how much pain you're in right now.

You dedicated your entire life

to sharing your beliefs with others,

only to see them dropped

at the first sign of inconvenience.

I would be angry, too.

Perhaps there's a way we can--

we can mend this wound?

I'm asking you, Vernon,

as one believer to another,

let us help your soul make its way peacefully.

Vernon Falk, if you wish to communicate with us,

we are ready and we will listen.

Tell us what you need.

We are here.

We will be patient.

Let's just wait a little while.

[wind rushing]

[wood creaking]

What are you doing?

I think if he wanted to talk,

he would have said something by now.

Are you sure that you don't want to wait a while, Liv?

[Olivia] Yeah, I think I'm gonna do something

instead of just sitting around sucking up to the evil spirit.

Actually, do you mind giving me a hand with this?

-Did you hear me? -Yeah.

I don't think...

that we should do...

this.

What?

We had a deal.

[Olivia sighing]

Okay.

Fine.

Well, I can't make you do anything, but can you

at least help me clear this out so I can get started?

He thinks your rituals are unhelpful, dear.

-Almost satanic. -I did not say that.

-That's kind of what you said. -I didn't say it.

I didn't use that word.

-Well, then what did you say? -[Francis] I said,

okay, I just think that...

that stuff, it just...

It just makes me a little uncomfortable in this...

In this situation.

What stuff? The-- the crystals?

[Francis] Yes.

Okay.

What the fuck is that?

-Uh, what? -What are you wear--

The whole point was, we were supposed to

clear all that shit out of the house.

No wonder it's not fucking working.

-You're half-assing this. -So what?

You half-assed my idea, which was way less vague.

And it seems really convenient

that the only way to fix this problem

is through the same religion she's obsessed with.

Okay, what are you trying to say?

I'm saying I think she's using this as an excuse

to drag you back into it.

She's not dragging me back into anything, okay?

I'm dragging myself into it because I'm scared shitless.

And even if she was trying to drag me back into it,

what would be wrong with that?

Francis, you told me she was coming to help.

You didn't say she was gonna basically move in

and start cooking for you and cleaning for you.

Do I really need to explain how weird that is?

Why is that weird?

Okay, well, my plan sucks,

but clearly you've got everything under control, right?

Like, we're just gonna sit here

and wait for the magic to kick in?

Are you out of your mind?

You got this at a fucking gift shop in Iowa.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Now, you sound like my parents.

I sound like your parents?

Well, maybe your parents had a point.

Maybe they started to worry about you

because you bought a couple rocks

and then made it your entire fucking personality.

Yeah, I don't think I should be here anymore.

Liv, come on, that's not what I said.

[Olivia] No, but it's what you meant.

And you're right. It really puts things into perspective.

I mean, this is-- this is your problem.

You're the one it wants.

You're the one who's been lying about everything

and now you're somehow trying to convince me

that this is my fault?

We both know that's not true.

So maybe, I should just get my shit and go.

Because my bag's already fucking packed anyway.

Then go! Nobody's stopping you!

Olivia, wait.

-Olivia, just hold on a second. -What?

What?

[growling]

[eerie music]

[loud rumbling]

[clock ticking]

[screaming]

[glass shattering]

-Francis. -[Francis sobbing]

[Francis] I can't do this.

You're okay.

-It's okay. -[Francis sobbing]

[wind whistling]

[bag rustling]

[indistinct whispering]

[tense eerie music]

♪

[somber orchestral music]

♪

[phone ringing]

Hello?

[Lillian] Is Francis with you?

What?

When I woke up this morning,

he was gone and his phone is off,

so I thought, well, maybe he went back to be with Olivia.

Well, did he bring anything with him?

[Lillian] Not that I've noticed, but how would I know?

I don't live here.

Look, I'm sorry things went the way they did.

I said some things I shouldn't have.

I was-- I was upset.

Well, you know I was just trying to help.

Uh-huh.

[Lillian] I don't know what to do.

I'm scared.

Please.

Anything?

[Olivia] No. No, not yet.

Wait, wait, wait. Go back. Go back.

Cabinet.

What's usually in here? Rhubarb?

No. Camping supplies.

[soft music]

[Olivia exhaling]

♪

[doors slamming]

♪

[crickets chirping]

♪

[brakes screeching]

♪

♪

[door rattling]

Hold on, hold on.

Eight, one, three...

three, oh, three.

How did you know that?

That's the day St. Cassian was murdered.

[tense music]

♪

[wind whistling]

Lillian?

♪

[steps creaking]

[door squeaking]

[item shattering]

[footsteps]

Francis?

[steps creaking]

[steps creaking]

[Lillian shuddering]

[footsteps]

[Lillian screaming]

[eerie music]

♪

[indistinct whispering]

Francis?

Olivia?

What are you doing here?

You shouldn't be here. It's not safe.

Your mom's outside, okay?

You need to come with us.

[Francis] Olivia, you really shouldn't be here.

Francis...

-what's going on? -After you left, it got worse.

He kept coming to see me.

And he said that if I didn't do what he told me to do,

he would hurt you.

And then he'd hurt my mom.

So, he told me to come here to make him an offering.

[creaking sound]

Now, after this, it's over.

And he'll leave us alone.

Francis, you-- You don't have to do this.

Look, he's trying to make you feel guilty.

You didn't do anything wrong.

-It was an accident. -[Francis] It wasn't his tent.

What?

It wasn't his tent.

Vernon didn't die in his tent.

I was the one who knocked over the space heater.

I hit it with my foot when I was sneaking out.

And the thing is, is that I knew that I hit it,

but for some reason, I didn't check.

And Vernon woke up when he smelled the burning.

And he came inside the tent to save me.

But I wasn't there.

And he was trapped.

And then he died

trying to save me, but I wasn't there.

So that's why he's pissed.

Because he gave his life for me.

And I was off somewhere screwing around.

And all I've ever done since was talk shit about him

and everything he believed in.

[sighing]

Anyway...

I'm numb now.

Whoa, no!

[flames roaring]

[distant clattering, shouting]

[shouting]

Olivia?

Oh, fuck.

[Francis] Olivia, why did you do that?

[Olivia] Just give me a second, Francis.

[loud crash]

Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit.

[tense instrumental]

[whimpering]

[Olivia] Hey!

[Francis] Help!

♪

-[Olivia coughing] -[Francis] Help!

-Help! -Help!

-[Olivia] Please! -[Francis] Help us!

[both coughing]

[flames crackling]

[Lillian] Francis!

Francis!

Lillian!

[Oliva and Francis coughing]

[soft piano instrumental]

♪

[indistinct chatter, laughter]

♪

[indistinct chatter]

[music fades]

[flames crackling]

[faint jingling]

[Denny] Most of these objects

are inhabited by well-meaning forces,

but every once in a while, you run into trouble.

[Francis] It wasn't really a huge part of my life anyway.

[Vernon] Francis, for you, and your confirmation,

I can't wait to see...

where the future...

takes you.

Liv, what are you doing?

Liv, don't stay over there. You're gonna suffocate.

[eerie instrumental]

[rustling]

♪

♪

[flashlight shorting]

♪

[screaming]

[gasping]

[screaming]

♪

Forgive me, Lord.

[gasping]

Francis!

[flames roaring]

Come on, come on! Hurry! Hurry up!

Okay. Just put that down.

The things we do now. God.

Come on, sweetheart.

[soft, hopeful instrumental]

♪

[birds chirping]

Hey, do you need any help?

Oh, yes, thanks.

My arms are getting tired.

Oh, you poor thing.

Oh, it's okay, I really didn't like that hand.

You're a good girl.

All right, I think this is everything.

Come here.

Whoa, why'd you do that?

[Francis laughing]

I love you so much.

Yes, I love you too, Mom.

-All right. -All right.

I really need to get going.

-Okay. -I saved you.

Remember that.

Okay, bye-bye now.

So the movers come on Tuesday?

Yeah.

Okay, I should start packing.

Olivia, wait.

Do you think...

Do you think maybe there's...

a way that we can give this another shot?

Do you really want that?

Yeah, I do.

Really?

Because it seems like there's a lot of stuff we don't agree on.

Yeah, I know, and I'm really sorry.

I should have listened to you.

None of this stuff that's happened has been your fault.

I love you.

I want to make this work.

I don't know if that means,

you know, we keep living together

or moving into our own separate places again

or we live in different cities,

whatever it is though, I want to make it work.

Whatever it takes, whatever you want.

Whatever I want?

Whatever you want.

[birds chirping]

[faint jingling]

[Olivia exhaling]

What-- what does that-- what does that mean?

Mm.

Is that good?

Are you fucking with me?

-[laughing] -Are you?

Oh, my God.

Come on.

[Olivia giggling]

What is this? What is this?

Give me that. I want to try it.

It's about time you tried it.

[Francis] So, what is it? Like, the circle is...

-Yes. -If it does this way...

-Yeah. -And that means...

-Yes. -That's yes.

[speaking indistinctly]

[soft instrumental]

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