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Bye.

Daddy, please

Dad, you there?

God, I hate this thing.

Can you hear me?

I can hear you. Can you hear me?

Hey, yeah.

Sorry, I was just connecting to my car.

Home sucks.

What's up?

Just checking in. Are you close?

Yeah, I'm about 20 minutes out.

Just remember your manners. You're gassing someone's home.

Dad grows home. Dad. I'm sorry, but I don't think I'm totally comfortable.

the situation.

Don't be like that.

They're trying to turn their tragedy into something positive.

It's admirable. I don't understand why you couldn't stay in a dorm or... It's a

small art scholarship.

They could have just as easily given it to a local student.

Well, maybe they should have. I'm going to pretend you didn't say that.

I'm sorry.

This program is a really good opportunity for me, Dad.

Are you sure you don't want to be a nurse? They get great benefits.

Dad, we've been through this. Please.

I just worry about you. Shit!

Dad, yeah, I'm okay. Just hold on a second.

Babe. Yeah, yeah, stay on the phone. I think there's just something in the

Hey, Dad, sorry.

There was just a tire in the road. I had to move it. Just be careful.

Text me when you get there.

Okay, I will.

I love you. I love you, too.

I love you more. I know.

Bye.

Here we go.

Please don't be rude, huh?

Hi!

Hi.

Finally.

So nice to meet you in person. I know, I hate Zoom.

I'm sorry my wife couldn't be here to greet you.

This whole thing's been really hard on her.

She has a good day and a bad.

Yeah, I bet.

Where's my manners?

Luggage? Oh, it's in the trunk, but there's not that much. I can grab it.

Nonsense. You're our guest.

Living room's straight through here.

Feel free to hang out here whenever you'd like.

We have cable, all the streamers, and a pretty decent selection of books if

you're into that sort of thing.

You know what books are, don't you?

I do, yes.

Sorry, that was a bad joke.

It's pretty quiet around here most of the time.

Kitchen's right through this way.

Maeve?

Sorry, you just have such a beautiful home. I'm not used to having this much

space.

Well, for this semester, consider it your home.

Come on, right through here.

Just watch the door there.

Feel free to eat or drink anything that's in the fridge.

Pantry's right there.

Beer and wine in the small fridge.

How old are you? I just turned 21.

Okay then.

Back door, straight there. Just be careful we get the occasional bear, but

a bit of a rarity.

Laundry's down the stairs to the right.

Wi -Fi password on the fridge.

Okay. Should be it.

Anybody home?

Yeah, in the kitchen.

That's Lydia.

She lives next door.

Her and my daughter were... Finally.

Okay. Hi.

Okay.

Maeve, this is Lydia.

Her and my daughter were really close.

Are you kidding?

We were besties.

Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you. I was thinking that maybe you could go to

school with Lydia, just to show you around being first date and all.

Yeah, sure. That'd be great.

Okay. Well, I just wanted to stop by on my way home and say hi, but I have to

run. I'll come grab you tomorrow morning.

So nice to finally meet you.

We're going to have tons of fun together.

Later.

I'll be by around 8.

Yep. See ya.

She can be a bit much sometimes, but she means well. Come on. Up the stairs.

I'll show you your bedroom.

So your bathroom is straight down there on the left.

Feel free to set it up any way you'd like.

We have our own in our room.

And then this is your bedroom.

It's a little small, but I think it should do the trick.

No, it's great. Thank you.

Okay.

I'm going to make some dinner around 6 o 'clock if you're hungry.

No pressure.

Actually, I think I'm just going to lie down on the drive.

Okay, no worries.

I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have come in here. The door was open.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

I'm sure you think it's weird we kept a room like this.

No. No, I don't think that.

Well, I do.

My wife insisted.

She's having a real hard time.

She was in denial for a while.

I guess I thought keeping it like this would help, but I don't think it made

things worse.

Here.

I've dinner ready downstairs if you're hungry.

Come down whenever.

Wine?

No, I'm okay. Thank you.

This is good.

I'm not much of a cook.

My wife used to do all the cooking until, well, I had to learn.

I'm getting better.

I mean, this is great.

You're a terrible liar.

Okay, so maybe not great, but it's edible.

Okay, I appreciate your honesty.

Maid, there's something you should know.

My wife, she's been in and out of her facility since it happened.

She's not violent or anything. She's just very depressed.

We're trying to get it under control, get her some help, but we don't know

she'll get out or be back.

I understand.

I'm sorry.

It's difficult to fathom.

A psychiatrist who failed in treating his own family.

How are you doing with everything?

You know, it's been a while since anyone asked me that.

I deal with it differently, I guess.

I play a lot of tennis, drink on occasion.

Truth is, Anna and I weren't very much in love before we lost Abby.

We had her when we were so young.

It wasn't always ugly.

It was hard, but it was mutual.

Co -pathetic.

We were planning on getting a divorce.

Sometimes people just fall out of love, I guess.

Relationships can be complicated.

Anyway, we're going to tell Abby, but...

I'm sorry.

We don't have to talk about this.

No.

It's okay. It's good.

It's good to talk about it.

Nobody ever wants to talk about it Anyway, we decided to be together

grieve together I Guess so we thought of the foundation.

I thought it'd be good for Anna keep in mind of things keep it busy, but I'm

sure it worked out that way Well, I

also understand Complicated relationship.

How so?

My mother left us when I was five.

So it was just my dad and me.

And my boyfriend at the moment, um... He had to go away as well.

Facility?

Prison, actually.

I'm sorry, it must be hard.

It's fine.

We were high school sweethearts, and he got into some stupid shit.

He's been in there a couple years now, and it's probably for the best, but he

still thinks that we're together.

I guess that we would be, technically.

I never ended things officially.

Kind of a hard conversation to have, given the circumstances.

Well, here's to complicated relationships.

You know what?

I think I will have some wine.

Okay, then.

Cheers.

Do you do drugs?

Drugs? No, no, that's not my thing.

Do you?

No. Well, except we did mushrooms, but they're natural.

I do take Xanax, but I have a prescription for that.

So what happened with Abby?

Another suicide, unfortunately.

Another? Yeah.

Shitty to say, but you get used to it after a while.

It doesn't sound like something you get used to.

We have one of the highest suicide rates in the country.

Must be the weather.

Or the fact that we're in the middle of fucking nowhere.

Still must have been hard on you.

Fuck yeah, it was.

She was my ride or die.

But who am I to judge?

This world is a messed up place.

If she wanted to bail early, more power to her.

I don't necessarily blame her.

I guess that's one way to look at it.

It's still all just hard to process.

Abby did what she had to do.

I'm sure she had her reasons.

Look, I miss her. I miss the shit out of her. Don't get me wrong, but I get it.

I can't wait to transfer out of here.

Be happy you're only here a semester.

These are portraits by Paul Moemer.

And he was a modernist painter, and he was painting at the time of Picasso, and

he was actually friends with a lot of important painters of the day here in

America. So I'm thinking about, when I look at these, the modernist slant that

he has on all his work, which is the impulse to make things flat and to

them and almost come to a point where they become like an Egyptian formal line

structure. And we do see that in something like this that's reminiscent

Picasso.

But with Paul Moemer's work, you see something going on a little deeper as he

gets into other portraits like this one here, for instance. You see an emotional

well coming up, and that happens with all of his works because inside of all

these characters is a secret. There's something going on that they're telling

you silently through the works.

So if you can...

Put that in your minds as you're back in the studio and painting. I think that's

going to make your work think.

Look at him.

He's a freak.

I mean, I bet her mom did it. She's supposed to be a real nut job.

I heard there's some serious creeper in the woods spying on people in town. And

if he catches you cheating, he tries to kill you and make it look like a

suicide. No one listens to me. I'm not saying the curse is real, but the story

is. Bro, the curse is not real.

Why is her boyfriend doing this? He said she knew she was gonna die.

She killed herself.

Of course she knew she was gonna die.

You're fucked up.

I'm sorry, but it's true.

What's the curse?

Is it like some urban legend or something?

It's the curse of the farmer's daughter.

Abby did not die from a curse. I'm not saying it's a curse. I'm trying to tell

you idiots the history.

You guys suck.

I'm out of here.

Hello? Hello. There is an inmate from a correctional facility who needs you to

accept a collect call and associated charges.

Say yes or hit the number one on your keypad to accept.

Say no or hit the number two on your keypad to decline.

No.

Hey.

Hey. You look nice.

Ah, just a shower and a suit.

I'm going to the thing.

Wasn't sure what was going to happen, but I shouldn't be back too late.

Are you going to be all right here on your own?

Yeah, I should be fine.

Okay. Will you have my cell phone?

Call me if you need anything.

Yep.

Hey.

Hey.

You forget something?

Would you like to come with me?

Yeah, sure.

Hi. Hi.

Thank you everyone for coming tonight.

I want to thank Robert and Charlotte for putting this together.

Unfortunately, Anna can't be with us tonight, as many of you know, but we're

hoping to have her back home soon.

Tonight we celebrate Abby's life.

While cut short, it's important to remember the good times.

I'm grateful for the time I had with her, as short as that may have been.

This year marks the...

The one year anniversary of her passing.

We're continuing to keep her and her memory alive through our scholarship

foundation.

Every year we will award one college senior a financial scholarship for

educational pursuits that they otherwise might not have had access to.

And we're doing it right here, our very own Crary College of Art and Design.

A place where Abby spent... so much of her time as a passionate

artist and a student.

I truly believe this will not only benefit our scholarship recipients,

but continue to put our college and our town on the map.

That being said, we have a remarkable young woman.

who's the first recipient of that award, and she's here with us tonight, Maeve

Johnson.

Once again, thank you so much for your ongoing love and support.

I couldn't have done it without you. Thank you so much.

That was nice tonight it was thank you for inviting me

thanks for coming with me

I'm

sorry.

I should go to bed

This is the 92 .6 WFLA.

Hey, bitch!

Jesus fucking Christ!

What, were you going to walk to class without me?

Hey, so I was thinking about you not doing drugs.

Can I change your mind about that? I have this friend that could guide us

through the experience.

Come on.

Hey. Hey.

I'm Maeve. I know.

I'm sorry about Abby.

Yeah, me too.

She didn't kill herself, you know that.

I saw your sign.

How do you know that? She told me.

Told you what?

No one's listening.

I'm listening, I'm not like the others. I promise, I want to hear what you have

to say. It's too late.

Too late for what?

Too late to stop her.

Stop who?

Clara.

Okay.

You're not listening.

Wait!

You know, the memorial was really nice the other night.

Yeah, it was.

How you doing? You holding up okay?

Good.

Yeah, good.

What's up?

Charlie, what's up?

Charlie, where are you going?

Thank you.

Hello? Hello. There is an inmate from a correctional facility who needs you...

No.

Lydia, I need to tell you something.

Okay.

Something weird happened.

Um, yeah.

Can you just put your phone down for a second and just look at me, please?

Okay, so, this morning, I saw this weird girl outside of my window.

But she didn't look like she was from here. Like, her clothes were really old

and worn and dated.

She just, like...

Kept staring at me.

Like, right through me.

So?

So that doesn't seem odd to you?

No, not really.

Where would she have come from?

Probably one of the Amish girls. They come into town to do carpentry for

No, she wasn't Amish.

I know what Amish girls look like. This is different.

Did she say anything to you?

No.

Did you say anything to her?

No, I was... inside with the window closed, but she just kept staring.

I'm sure it's nothing.

Probably just some rando walking around.

This is a weird town, Maeve.

Yeah, but it didn't seem like a random person. It seemed like... Like what?

I don't know. I can't describe it, but I've been getting this weird feeling

that... that I'm constantly being watched.

I don't know what to tell you.

That's not all.

I slept with Mr. Walker.

What? Are you kidding me? You fucked him?

Can you stop yelling?

I cannot believe this. You are much different than I thought, Miss Johnson.

We might end up being besties after all. This is not a joke, Lydia. This is bad.

I think it's awesome. Mr. Walker is super hot. How did it happen?

I don't know. We were talking, drinking a little.

It just...

It happened. You slut.

Stop. No. He and his wife are separated. They were going to get a divorce.

Who cares?

I care.

I kind of like him.

You're a better person than me.

Lydia, does it sound like something to you?

Maeve, I'm so over this.

I don't know. It keeps freaking me out.

Well, don't let it.

You are a master of your own thoughts.

Remember that.

You just feel guilty about Mr. Walker.

But you shouldn't.

Yeah.

Yeah, you're probably right.

Yeah. Come on.

What are you doing tonight?

I don't know.

We should do something.

See, I told you we have the shittiest weather.

Yeah, it's not like Georgia.

Oh, shit!

Ew, don't step in it. Ew.

It's too late.

Gross.

the bathroom.

Why all the clothes?

Maria has a headache.

Oh, rot. You're just dramatizing again.

By George, you were right after all. I did pet it.

Oh, what shall I do?

I feel so proud.

He's dead.

He's dead and I'm left in a pool like you.

I tell you what to do. Have a bit of shut -eye. You'll wake up in an hour

feeling your old self again.

And there'll be no more silly stories about falling for a middle -aged

roustabout.

Oh, there you go.

Just take this for me.

This is very important for you as well as for myself.

This for me? Yes. There is now no computer for you to use in human. No,

That's what it looks like. I won't beat about the bush.

I'm not crazy.

I'm not. What is going on?

I saw her.

I saw her.

Who? The girl.

The girl from the walker's house. The Amish girl? She's not Amish.

Well, whatever. You know what I mean. Just calm down, all right?

It's all good.

You think I'm crazy?

You're being silly. We can't stay in the bathroom all night. Come on.

Jesus,

finally. What are you two doing in here, hooking up?

I should go home.

We are.

Not my idea.

No, I mean the city.

No way. I'm not letting you do that.

I'm going to call my dad in the morning and tell him he was right.

What if I stay with you tonight?

You would do that?

Yeah, of course.

Do you believe me?

No.

But I don't want you to go either.

I kind of like you.

Tomorrow, will you go with me?

Maeve, come on.

Look, I want to hear what he has to say.

If he tells me that I'm a certifiable nut, then that's fine, but I need to

Okay.

Thank you.

I'm not going to be able to sleep.

Is that Brandon?

No.

Lydia, do you think...

That you'll ever get married.

Not to Brandon.

I didn't mean now. Just, you know, down the road.

I don't really think about it much.

You?

I always thought I would, but... No, I'm not so sure.

Well, there's no reason to stress about it now.

Yeah.

I guess.

We have plenty of time.

Oh, well, we tried.

No, I see somebody moving in there.

Maeve, come on. What are you doing?

Can I help you?

Hi. Yeah, is your son home?

No, he's not here. I'm sorry.

Well, do you know where he's at? This is important.

I don't know. Try the library.

He's a real bookworm. I swear, sometimes I think he's not even mine.

Are you okay?

Yeah. The library?

Yeah, that's what I said.

Thank you.

What a fucking weirdo.

Are you here just to make fun of me?

No, we're not.

I don't believe you. I wouldn't be that cruel.

Yeah, but she would.

Why should I help you?

Because we're hot.

See? I believe you, Ollie.

Yeah?

Yeah, I do.

Okay.

What do you want to know?

This stuff is real old.

Can't find this on the internet.

That's her.

That's the girl I saw.

Are you sure?

That's Clara Miller.

Clara.

What happened to her?

She found out her father was having an affair.

She was too afraid to tell her mother.

Thought she wouldn't be able to take it.

So?

She tried to save her family.

She confronted her father, hoping he would end the affair, but that didn't

happen.

He demanded that she tell no one and never talk about it again.

The guilt was too much for her, so she decided to take matters into her own

hands.

She followed him one night when she got her chance.

She blew the mistress away with a rifle.

Three days later, her father slit his own daughter's throat.

Fuck.

Okay, so? It still doesn't mean anything.

There's more.

After this, strange occurrences started happening all over Silver Creek.

Suicide rate went way up.

Then, reports started coming in that people saw Clara Miller in town.

Then rumors started spreading.

What were the rumors?

Cheating ruined her life, so Clara would kill anyone that cheated.

Why did she make it look like suicide?

So she never gets caught.

So let's go to the police.

And tell them what?

They'll never believe us.

Hey. Hey.

I haven't seen you in a bit.

Yeah.

Lydia's been keeping me busy.

Right.

How's Anna?

Not coming home as soon as we expected, I'm afraid.

I'm sorry.

Did you tell her?

Can't keep wasting money on rehabs that don't work.

You know, the other night, we shouldn't... Stop.

We're both adults. We made a decision.

Right.

I like you, Charlie.

I like you, too.

I don't want to make things harder.

You're not.

Trust me.

It's nice having you here.

Have you ever heard of the name Clara Miller?

No, I don't think so.

Why should I have?

I think we're in danger.

What kind?

Someone, something is coming for me and coming for you.

I don't understand.

I keep seeing this girl.

I saw her the other day staring at me in the window and then again at the movie

theater.

She's watching me.

I think this town is cursed.

And I'm scared.

This is gross.

Where did you get this?

It's a library.

It doesn't make sense.

Do you recognize her?

I saw her.

Yesterday.

He's dead.

Who? Who said?

Elijah.

I did a bad thing.

He asked me to.

What happened?

He said it would help him.

I felt bad for him.

I didn't think it was real. I didn't know.

Didn't know what?

It would kill him.

He asked me to sleep with him.

He said it was the only way he could be with Abby again.

Something about him wanting her to come for him the way she came for Abby.

He said it would take a few days.

How long has it been?

Three days.

Maybe she won't come for me.

I mean, I don't even love Brandon. We're just dating.

It's not like we're married.

I don't want to die.

I've never even left this town. There's still so much I want to do.

So this kid, you know, is that a stopper?

I don't know, but I hope so.

What the fuck?

You see her?

Yeah, I see her.

Do you hear?

Say no or hit the number 2 on your keypad to decline.

Yes.

Hi.

I'm sorry we haven't spoken in a while.

This isn't going to work.

I've met someone.

We slept together.

And I didn't mean to hurt you.

I should have told you earlier, but I was scared.

You're really messed up right now.

I just wanted to say that I wish you well.

I really do.

I know you'll do good once you get out of there.

Take care of yourself.

I wish things were different, but...

Maybe I don't know what to say.

She's coming for us.

I don't know who I'm supposed to do.

I don't know who I'm supposed to do.

Hey, guys.

I'm sorry about Lydia.

I don't know what we're supposed to do.

I don't know where to go.

I do.

There he is.

Hello, sir.

Eli, is it?

Eli. Is it?

Who's inquiring?

Mr. Miller.

We don't mean to be a bother, but we have a few... You're already a bother,

I suggest you leave now.

Are you related to Clara Miller?

Who wants to know?

It's important.

We're only going to take a small moment of your time.

We're students at Curry College.

We've been researching the county.

Mainly suicide since the late 1800s.

That's a little on the dark side, eh, boy?

Sir, your family's been living here for centuries.

Well, my family's lived here a long while.

All are buried across the field there.

All but one.

Clara.

My great -granddaddy, so I'm told, he was some kind of evil.

God -fearing, yet evil.

The truth will set you free, he used to say.

Doesn't make much sense, does it?

So tell me,

What are you all really here for?

Mr. Miller, this is going to sound crazy, but Clara's coming after us.

Well, that's what Clara does, little lady.

Seems like you've done your homework.

About every ten years or so, somebody tracks me down asking about

Aunt Clara.

They don't usually get very far.

So you know.

About Aunt Claire's displeasure with the unfaithful?

Seems like you all made your bed.

Is there a way to stop her?

Mr. Howard, please.

Please. No, time for you to leave. Please.

Time to go. Please. Let's go.

I suggest you go now.

I'm leaving.

Come on. We'll find a way. Let's go.

Wait!

Aunt Clara, this has been going on long enough.

Forgive me.

You'll know what to do with this.

I don't get it.

You'll know what to do with it. What, so we just slit her throat like her father

did and she just goes away forever?

Yeah, because it's that easy.

It's not just slit her throat.

Then what is it then?

We have to decapitate her.

And then we have to bury her head and her body in separate locations.

How do you know this?

I don't.

It's just the best interpretation of what I've read.

And who's going to do that?

Fuck me dead. We're already dead.

Except for Ollie.

Just because he's not after me doesn't mean I can't help.

I can't let you do that.

He's right. I agree.

We need to stop her.

Please.

There's a warehouse outside of town.

It'll be a bit cold, but it's big. And if we put her out in the middle... Yeah,

then maybe I can sneak up from behind and do my best to decapitate her.

Do you ever think she wants something more than just to kill?

What do you mean?

Like, is she trying to tell us about something or warn us about something?

All you see goes after people who cheat.

You said it yourself.

Yeah, but it just feels so wrong.

Evil has no rules.

Quarter past twelve.

Do you see anything?

No.

Maeve?

Maeve.

Hey, Glenna!

Is this what you want?

Huh?

Maeve.

She's here.

You're still going to get Anna tomorrow?

Yeah. That's the plan.

She knew about Abby.

Something wasn't right.

Yeah.

And to think I didn't believe it.

You couldn't have known.

I suppose so.

It would be nice to have her home.

Talk about it.

That'll be good.

Yeah. It will be.

I think so.

I want to be there for her.

I owe that.

Trying to make things work.

That'll be nice.

Yeah.

What about you?

Oh, I'll be fine. I'm just going to focus on school for a while.

Put dating life on hold.

You know Maeve Johnson?

Under different circumstances.

Different times. I know, Charlie.

Right.

You don't think it'll be weird if I stay?

Of course not.

Do you?

No. As long as you don't.

I absolutely insist that you stay.

I want you to stay.

Good morning, Charlie.

Charlie.

The truth will set you free.

I've met someone we've loved together.

Do you ever think she wants something more than just to kill?

We move and curl like the deep blue

Push and pull, you're tired

And tell me which way to go so I

don't lose my mind, so I don't lose my mind

Don't

I know a place that's way up high.

It's far above the sea.

A place that you've never been. Cause we don't need to stay

here. We don't need to stay.

Stay.