All language subtitles for Stranger Things - 5x03 - Chapter Three The Turnbow Trap.WEB.NF.en

God damn it!

I closed the gate.

I can break through.

What are you doing?

I need food for my battery.

You had a fully charged battery.
You didn't make a dent.

No. We're not getting through that thing,
whatever it is, not this way at least.

We have to.

We don't even know
if Holly's on the other side.

The trail could've gone cold
for a million reasons.

Battery.

Anything else?

Hey! I... No, I don't have anything else.

I was packing for a party of one,
a party of me.

You're lucky I'm sharing with you.

Try it.

You might like it.

Hmm?

We gotta go.

El?

You okay?

What's wrong? You all right?

Will, Robin, I need you to answer me.

I'm not mad.
I just need to know you're safe.

Shit.

- Is that, uh...
- Yeah.

You think she saw us?

Yeah.

Get in.

I told you, I explicitly told you,

I didn't want him going anywhere
that's not safe.

And not only did you take him,
you cut off all communication.

Yes, I mean, in retrospect,
that was a bit inconsiderate.

Inconsiderate?

We really should've left a note.

Is this funny to you?

Oh. Sorry. It must be my tone.

My mother says
I sound perpetually insincere.

Okay, this is my son's life
you're playing with.

My son.

So next time I say
I do not want him leaving my side,

that means I don't want him
leaving my goddamn side.

I'm right here, Mom.

You know, you can talk to me, right?

And I'm not a kid anymore.

Will, I am still your mother.

- Doesn't mean you know what you're doing.
- What?

Your plan? It... It sucked.

I'm sorry, but it did.

You only liked it because it was safe,

but we don't have time for safe,
not anymore.

We have to act, and we have to take risks,
and thank God we did.

Because my plan, it... it actually worked.

I spied on Vecna
and tapped back into the hive mind,

and we found out
that Holly was just the beginning.

Vecna is gonna take more kids.

I don't know why
or what he wants to do with them,

but now we know something
we can use against him, his next target.

So next time you order me to stay
by your side, I wouldn't count on it.

But, as I said, in the future,
we will try to leave a note.

We should go. We have to stop Vecna.
We don't have much time.

- Ready for the biosphere?
- Yes, I am.

Okay. Think about the difference
between land and water.

Okay, got it. Thank you!

Hey!

You still thinking about your parents?

Yeah.

They are in the very best possible hands,
Holly, I assure you.

And I'm told that they are improving
with each hour that passes.

As soon as they're healed,
they'll join us here.

I... I know.

- It's just--
- You wish to be with them.

I understand.

But you cannot offer them comfort
in Hawkins, Holly.

The only comfort they have
is knowing you are here, safe.

With me.

Safe from the monsters.

I thought blackberries
might cheer you up a little.

They're your favorite, aren't they?

How did you know?

That they're my favorite?

Oh, it's, uh...

It's just a hunch.

I'm good with hunches.

Perhaps tomorrow
I'll make chocolate chip pancakes.

- He loves those.
- Who does?

Your classmate, Derek.

Derek is coming here?

You don't like Derek very much, do you?

Should I just let the monsters eat him?

No. No, you can't... you can't do that.

Well, how about this?

I will tell Derek

that if he misbehaves,
or if he hurts you in any way,

I will send him right back,
and he can face those monsters on his own.

How does that sound?

I expect to be gone most of the day.

While I'm out, you'll have
the whole house all to yourself.

The whole house?

Everything which is mine is yours.

But in return,
I need you to promise me one thing.

Something very important.
Do you think you can do that?

Yeah.

You must never, under any circumstance,
go out into the woods. Do you understand?

Is that where the monsters live?

But they won't find you.
That is, as long as you don't--

Don't try to find them.

You know, I'm very glad I saved you first.

You're the brightest of them all.

Oh, and if you don't mind,
bring my mail in, won't you?

How did you know?

A hunch.

Base, Alpha 1 checking in.

We're arrived at checkpoint H,
H for Hercules.

No sign of freak.

We'll recon this area,
then proceed to next checkpoint. Over.

Alpha 1, Base. Acknowledge
your location at Hercules. Over.

Alpha 1, out.

Recon?

Meaning, I take a leak,

and you guys take five.

You heard the man.
Smoke 'em if you got 'em.

Some jackass messing with the wall,
Lieutenant?

Some jackass, yeah.

But not one of ours.

Come on.

Get on the hedgehog.

Yes, sir.

- Oh!
- Hey!

Come up! Come up!

Base, Alpha 1, we're taking enemy fire.
Need backup and air cover now.

Move!

Okay.

Who's there?

It looks like
Robin sent up the Bat-Signal.

Hey. I'm so sorry.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah.

Here.

Holy shit.

Yep.

Bike crash.
Flew headfirst into a light post.

Look, I'm sorry about missing the crawl,
about everything.

It's not your fault.
Don't beat yourself up.

Yeah, looks like he already did.

- Is that broken?
- I dunno.

- Let me...
- Don't touch it. Why--

- I wasn't.... I wanted to...
- You were going to.

Hey, this isn't a social call, kiddos.
Let's go.

Derek?

Derek Turnbow?

As in the Turnbow family?
Like Turnbow Realty?

The one and only.

Whole family's a menace.

How can you be sure?

Sure that Derek's the next target?

Because I saw.

I've learned that
when I'm close enough to the hive mind,

I can tap into it, into Vecna's mind.

I can see who he's targeting.

The first time it happened,
I saw through Holly's eyes

the same day she was taken.

And this morning, it happened again.

Only this time, I wasn't Holly.

- What the hell?
- I was someone else.

- Watch where you're going, dipshit.
- Suck a fat one!

I was Derek Turnbow. I'm positive.

Hold on. I'm a little lost.

Shocking.

Were you seeing through the eyes
of... of Vecna or of Derek?

Both.

I... I was Vecna,

but inside Derek's mind.

Vecna's like a psychic serial killer.

He stalks his victims,
but he does it by invading their minds.

That's what he did with Chrissy and Max.

Yeah, but the way
he's doing it this time is different.

We did some digging at the hospital.
It turns out that before he took Holly,

Vecna stalked her.

But... he didn't appear as Vecna.
He appeared as Henry.

As a friend.

We think he was trying to earn her trust.

Now, why he went to all that trouble,
we don't know.

But I highly doubt
his long-term goal is friendship.

Whatever it is, whatever he's planning,

we have to stop him.

And we have to save Derek.

The Turnbows live here.

We wait in a van across the street.

As soon as they're asleep,
we move in, we grab Derek,

and we take him to here,

the McCorkle farm.
It's completely isolated. It's abandoned.

The only thing is, we need to make sure
he doesn't see us or know where he is.

So we'll need to blindfold him.

Wait. Hold on. What?

So that Vecna can't find him.

Yeah. What, and Mom,
you're okay with just kidnapping a child?

No, we're saving a child via kidnapping.

And yeah, it's fine,

I think.

Yes. Now's not the time
to play it safe, Jonathan.

If I may,

though I'm not morally opposed
to any of this, there are a few holes.

Yeah. Like what if Derek falls asleep
before the Demogorgon attacks him?

That's one.

Or what if Derek wakes up
before we grab him, alerts his family?

- We'll go to jail.
- There's another.

But the third and most gaping hole is

even if by some miracle
this plan even works,

Holly's still missing.

Hop and El, still MIA.

This doesn't bring us any closer
to finding Vecna.

This plan just buys us
and Derek some time.

That's it.

Not necessarily.

There might be a way.

A way to save Derek and find Holly.

This is Derek.

And this is the rest
of the Turnbow family.

We're gonna need to recruit someone
that the family trusts,

someone that can gain access to the house.

This person will knock the family out.

Then we'll extract the family.

Knock them out?

Well, safely.
With sleeping pills or something.

I might know
where we could get some benzos.

Those things could knock an elephant
on its ass.

Perfect. That way if Vecna spies,

he'll just assume
Derek is fast asleep in bed.

He'll send his Demos to grab him.

Only he won't find Derek. He'll find us.

And we'll be ready.

We'll get Murray to supply us
with the traps.

We'll burn the sucker.
Send him scampering home to its master,

but not before we stick him
with one of these.

We'll track the Demo
across the Upside Down

in the Squawk van
just like we did with Hopper.

And if we're lucky,
the Demo will lead us back to its lair,

to Vecna,

to Holly.

Holes?

Children behave

That's what they say
When we're together

'Cause what would they say

If they ever knew and so we're

Running just as fast as we can

Holdin' onto one another's hand

Tryin' to get away into the night

And then you put your arms around me

And we tumble to the ground
And then you say

- I think we're alone now
- Alone now

There doesn't seem to be anyone around

- I think we're alone now
- Alone now

The beating of our hearts
Is the only sound

- I think we're alone now
- Alone now

- I think we're alone now
- Alone now

The beating of our hearts
Is the only sound

- I think we're alone now
- Alone now

There doesn't seem to be anyone around

- I think we're alone now
- Alone now

Henry?

Derek, if this is you,
it's not funny, you barf bag!

"I need your help."

"Meet me at the X."

"Henry."

East.

Move aside.
Coming through! Make way, please!

You're gonna be okay, man.
Just hang in there.

Sir!

Orders?

Find who did this.

Bring them to me.

And I will disembowel the son of a bitch!

Sir!

Let's go! Move out!

Got that Humvee hid pretty good.

If they don't know it's missing yet,
they will soon.

Got more birds.

They all got those speakers,
whatever they are.

I don't know how, but...

seems like our military friends
found your kryptonite.

Hey.

Any movement from our guest?

Better not be brain-dead.

He peed on it.

What?

That soldier.

You said he peed on the big wall.

Yeah, no, I heard what you said.

I just don't know
why you're talking about it.

Maybe he knows what it is...

or how to get through it.

That's highly doubtful.

What he will know, though,

is the schedule
for the next supply convoy,

which is our way out of this hellhole.

What happens then?

We go back,
we tell everybody what we saw, and we... we...

make a new plan.

The others? You think
they'll know how to get through the wall?

I don't know. Maybe, yeah.

They won't.

We'll be back to the first square.

- Square one.
- He peed on it.

Even if he knows something,

he's been trained to resist interrogation.

The Russians took two weeks
trying to break me,

and they still couldn't.

We don't have two weeks.
We don't have two hours.

Convoy information,
I might be able to get out of him.

Classified information?
That's not gonna happen.

With my help, it will.

Oh, yeah, I'm sorry.

I forgot about your extensive training
in interrogation tactics.

My battery's charged.

I don't see how that helps us.

- I can break him.
- El...

Twenty minutes.

You get to ask him about the convoy.

You get what you want,

then I get what I want.

Compromise. "C-O-M-promise." Remember?

Halfway happy.

Hey, what is this?

Get me outta here!
Get me the hell outta here!

You're a stubborn punk-ass.
You know that, right?

Einstein-Rosen bridges,

more commonly known as wormholes,

are often depicted
in an hourglass-like shape,

such as this.

While the existence of wormholes
is entirely theoretical,

they have captured the fascination

of scientists
and science fiction writers alike.

Can anyone tell me why that is?

Come on. This is easy. Just...

What's neat about wormholes?

Okay. Erica.

Wormholes are neat

because they allow matter to travel
between galaxies or dimensions

without crossing the space between.

Yes. Exactly right.

Again.

And, uh, just think of all the places
mankind could go.

Another galaxy.

Another time, even.

So why aren't we doing it now?

If wormholes did exist,
they would be extraordinarily unstable.

Their enormous gravitational force
would rip them apart

at the very moment they formed. Now...

You have 60 seconds to explain
why you interrupted my favorite class.

Erica, this is really serious.

57, 56...

It's hard
to explain everything in 56 seconds.

But basically, everything went bad
at the crawl last night.

Wouldn't know. I wasn't invited.

That's why I'm ex--

That's why I'm explaining.

Things went bad at the crawl,
and a lot of stuff happened,

and now we think
Tina's little brother's in trouble.

That literally makes no sense.

And even if it did, why would I care
that Dipshit Derek is in trouble?

You're just gonna have to trust us, okay?

And to help Derek, we're gonna need you
to get us into the Turnbow house.

- Tonight.
- Not possible.

Of course it is.
Make plans to hang out with Tina.

- Tina and I don't hang.
- You hang nonstop. She's your best friend.

- Was.
- Was?

- We are now enemies.
- Enemies?

- Arch.
- Since when?

Since PE class 12 days ago.

Then apologize for what happened
in PE class 12 days ago.

- No can do.
- Yes, can do.

All you have to do is use your mouth
to form a word that rhymes with "starry."

I'd rather learn about wormholes
than apologize to Tina

and help you all save Dipshit Derek.

Sorry.

Time's up.

This isn't about saving Derek.
It's about saving Holly.

Vecna took her.

And yeah, now he's after Dipshit Derek.
But we have a plan.

A plan to both save Dipshit Derek
and find Holly.

But the plan is...

It's a bit insane.

But after it's over,

I don't think
Tina's gonna wanna talk to you ever again.

Well, why the hell
didn't you just start with that?

Hi, Doris.

Oh! You here to see Mrs. Massey?

- You are just psychic, I'm telling you.
- I am. Thank you, baby.

- Thank you.
- Y'all go on back there.

Mm!

Who's Mrs. Massey?

My sweet granny
who fell down a flight of stairs

and broke nearly every bone
in her frail old body.

Oh God. I'm sorry.

Don't be too sorry.
She's not my real granny.

I use her name so I can visit Vickie.

I know it sounds unethical,
but I always bring her cookies,

and I think Mrs. Massey loves me
more than her own family at this point.

More importantly, she has got, like,
a mondo stash of benzos,

and her nurse is a slacker
who never locks the medicine cabinet.

...this story I heard.

- Shit.
- Oh!

- What... What are we doing?
- Hiding.

- Hiding? Right. Why?
- Down.

Jesus, she talks so much.

- I know. I'm a hypocrite.
- I...

We have to go!

I promised Vickie
that I would take her to Enzo's tonight,

and now I can't, obviously,

meaning I have to ditch her again

for reasons
that she just can't understand.

A massive fight will ensue, and we'll
never make it to my fake granny's room.

I can't be the reason
Wheeler's plan fails.

- Okay?
- Okay.

Shoot. Stay low.

You know,
you could always just kiss her again.

I knew that was your goddamn bowl cut.

Yeah, I mean,
they're not that popular anymore.

Did I look like
I knew what I was doing at least?

I mean, yeah. To me.

I guess that's something.

So, how did you know
that, with Vickie, right?

How did you know that Vickie wanted to...

- Make out?
- ...to date?

Oh. Well, we volunteered together.
You know, there were, like, signals.

Signals?

Yeah, you know, like a brush of the knee,
a bump of the elbow, a shared look.

It all just kind of accrued,
like a snowball rolling down a hill,

until it was obvious.

How obvious?

Let's say the, uh, snowball
became an avalanche.

Oh God, that looks awful.

Sure does.

And he's in the same wing
as my fake granny.

- Meaning?
- Same slacker nurse.

Jackpot.

Jesus, we could knock out half of Hawkins
with this shit.

- Okay, load me up.
- Okay.

Okay, so, I couldn't get any ethanol,

but I was able to scrounge up
a gallon of acetone.

Be very careful.

You smoke a Virginia Slim too close
to this stuff, it'll catch fire, okay?

Snare wire, various gauges.

A creepy, child-sized CPR dummy.

Its purpose a mystery to me.

Shotgun shells,
per our lovely lady's request.

Three 20-packs of water balloons.
Purpose also a mystery.

But I did take the liberty
of selecting the grenade style

as it felt thematically appropriate.

Do keep those far away from...

these 3,000 feet of barbed wire.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Some sparkling new spark plugs
for Bilbo Baggins.

Spark plugs, that's it?

I'm also giving out free hugs.

- You didn't get the turbocharger?
- No.

- The suspension kit?
- No.

- The aerodynamic spoiler?
- No.

It wasn't a goddamn Christmas list,
Murray.

That's exactly what it was.

And the fact that Santa Murray scrounged
all this up in a single afternoon

and smuggled it into what is likely
the most heavily secured location

outside of the White House,
Fort Knox, and Area 51

is a goddamn Christmas miracle.

So, count your blessings,

hang some mistletoe, pucker up,

and kiss my jolly ass!

Thank you for the spark plugs.

- What are you doing?
- You gonna help or just stand there?

I'd rather not herniate a disc
over a lost cause.

Yeah, that's the attitude.

This van once stalled out
chugging up Pickett Road

like it was
the Little Engine That Couldn't.

It's not fast enough to keep up
with a Demo without serious modifications.

What the hell do you think I'm doing?
Modifying.

A lighter van is a faster van.

If we're just tracking,
we don't need half of the crap in here.

Speaking of, can you go
empty the window washer fluid?

The window washer fluid.
That'll do it. Good job, Steven.

We should go back
to the agreement from yesterday.

- What agreement?
- The no-talking agreement.

Oh yeah

What are you doing?
Henderson, I'm using that.

Hey. You little shit!

I said I'm using that, man.

What are you-- Yo, hey!

Get off the Beamer, man. Get off!

You were right. For once.

We don't need half the crap in there
for our mission.

In fact, the only thing
we really need is a telemetry tracker,

which I can affix to any vehicle.

Henderson...

Don't you touch her.

Henderson!

Henderson, I'm dead serious.

- No talking.
- Wait, wait, wait!

Hey, hey! What are you...

No! What the...

- Okay, transmitter?
- Yeah.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Children. Children.

- What are we doing?
- What does it look like?

Well, it looks like you're loading
my telemetry tracker into a shotgun shell

in what I presume are the hopes

of firing it
into an interdimensional being.

You told me that these transmitters

were designed specifically
to withstand harsh conditions.

Blasting it out of a shotgun
into some beast isn't a harsh condition.

It's deadly.

If the heat from the exploding gunpowder
doesn't destroy the transmitter,

the force from the recoil will.

And is that a fact

or... a theory?

A theory.

Oh. Okay.

Let's test it then.

What's her deal today, huh?

Her deal?

Yeah.

Her sister is missing.
Her parents almost died.

- Sure, sure. But what about, you know?
- No, I don't.

Coltrane, Love Supreme.

- Did you give it a whirl?
- Yeah.

- And?
- It was very nice.

- And?
- What? Thank you?

Christ, man!
You haven't done it yet, have you?

I thought you were desperate,
that things were stagnating,

that your mating competition
was making moves.

- Whoa!
- Hey!

Whatever you two are conspiring about
back there, please do it later.

Our apologies, milady.

And hurry up. We don't have all day.

Why the delay?

Have you forgotten the fact

that her sister is missing
and her parents are in the hospital?

Could one ask for better conditions?

The death of a loved one
is the painful but necessary reminder

that life is delicate, precious,

that one must not take those around us
for granted,

that one must strengthen bonds.

I mean, hell, man,

the two of you were brought together
by shared trauma in the first place.

This is the stuff of fate, of destiny.

So, if not for your sake, then for mine.

Grow some balls
and get it over with already.

Hey! If you don't shut up
right now, Santa,

I swear to God I will shoot this tracker
into your potato sacks.

I'm a good enough shot to hit any mark,

no matter how small.

Jesus.

Now set up my target.

Okay.

Quite large, actually.

My... potato sacks.

Hmm.

Well, would you look at that, Santa?
Another miracle.

At the very least,

couldn't hurt her mood.

Hey!

How's the head?

You'll get nothing out of me.

So if you're gonna kill me, get to it.

It's tempting.

But no.

Just need a little information, okay?

I need to know about that fleshy wall.

Don't know a thing about it.
I'm just a grunt.

A grunt?

Is that funny to you?

Let me get this straight.
You're telling me you just,

like all the other boots on the ground,
came to Hawkins to direct traffic

and save kitty cats out of trees.

- You're just a red, white, and blue grunt.
- That's what I said.

I used to be a grunt.

So I know the difference.

You're something else.

Some kind of special forces puke.

I used to have to put up
with guys like you in Nam.

Guys who cut the ears off enemy corpses,

make a necklace out of them.

Pretty sick, you ask me.

Grunt, my ass.
You're one of Sullivan's attack dogs.

You're the psychos
he lets slip off the leash

when he wants to,
I don't know, go into the desert

and massacre a group of unarmed scientists
all in the pursuit of one little girl.

Little... Little girl?

She's a freak!

She took down a helicopter
just by looking at it.

I had friends in that Huey, man.

Oh my God! My heart is breaking for you.

You, whoever you are,
you just took out more of my guys,

so go to hell.

I'm already there. Look around you.

I gotta tell you something
about this old ex-grunt.

Those guys I killed,
I'd kill them a hundred times over.

I'd kill a thousand guys like you

to protect the one person that I love.

All right.

So you don't know about the wall, huh?

Who does?

Dr. Kay?

- Who?
- Kay.

The one
that even Sullivan takes orders from.

- Don't know who you're talking about.
- Really?

Then why'd you tell us her name?

What?

Her name. You told us her name.

Us?

That little girl you're looking for?

She's rooting around
in that tiny brain of yours as we speak.

She can see everything.

Everything you've ever thought,
everything you've ever seen.

So you might as well start talking.

'Cause if you don't give me answers,
she'll find them.

So why don't we save some time?

Where do I find Dr. Kay?

I... I don't know where she is.

You can lie to me all you want.
You can't lie to her.

- I'm not lying to you.
- Yes, you are.

You know this Dr. Kay. Where is Dr. Kay?

I don't know--

Is it really necessary to take
these lashings from Kay in person?

Just shut up and drive, Akers.

There's a base in the Upside Down.

Gable Ridge Road.

- Gable Ridge Road Base.
- What the hell is she doing to me?

I don't exactly know how it works,
but I know it's probably not a good idea

to have her rooting around there
for too long.

What was this meeting about
with you and the good doctor?

The freak. She wants the freak.
That's her mission. That's all I know.

You have one more month,
Lieutenant Colonel.

Then I find someone else
to lead this operation.

Thank you, ma'am.

Akers, let's go.

There's a door at the end.

Big, metal,

like a vault.

There's a door, a big door, secure door,
down a corridor, down a hallway.

- What's behind that door?
- I don't know.

What's behind that door?

I told you I don't know. God!

There's something back there.
He doesn't want me to see.

- My head! My head!
- Hey, I can make it stop.

What's behind the door?

Secret shit. I don't know.
Just get the freak out, man.

I can make it stop,
but you gotta tell me the truth.

What's behind that door?

Does it have something to do
with the wall?

I told you I don't know.

Come on! What's behind the door?!

I swear to God, I don't know!

Just get her out of my head!
Get her out of my head!

Hey, hey, hey!

Hey!

Hey! Hey!

What the hell was that? What happened?

El, are you all right? El?

Kryptonite.

What?

I heard it behind the door,
louder than before.

The doctor's keeping someone there,

someone powerful like me.

It has to be.

It has to be what?

The military,

they have him.

They have Vecna.

It doesn't make sense. Henry said never
to go into the woods. Never, ever.

Why am I talking to you anyways?

You're a pop star.
What do you know about monsters?

What would you do?

Stupid.

It smells like ass in here, dipshit.

Probably from all my farts.

Disgusting.

Mom wants you down for dinner.

Mom can suck a fat one.

Hey!

Tina! Give it back, Tina!

Tina!

Ah, ah, ah. Enough.

How many times must I repeat myself?
This home is not a playground.

Derek, wash up.
Tina, get the door, and be polite.

Unless it's a Mormon.

Or a Democrat.

Listen, I know
you probably hate me right now,

but I thought
you might want your favorite pie.

And also, I just wanted to say
that I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry, Tina.

She's in.

She's in.

Hey. What...

Sinclair, come in. Do you copy?

Yep, this is Sinclair. Copy. Go ahead.

Sinclair, I'm confused. I thought
your sister said that Tina was mean.

Oh, no, no.
She's not mean. She's a villain.

Kill the puppies
for a fur coat kind of villain.

Trust me.

How long before the drugs kick in?

- Depends how much pie they eat.
- And how fast they eat it.

- What they had for lunch.
- Caffeine intake, alcohol intake.

It's a lot of variables.

Yeah, what could go wrong, right?

Aside from everything.

Aw, you know,
I'm so happy you girls made up.

We've missed you, Erica. Haven't we, dear?

- We missed this pie, that's for sure.
- Hmm.

Now, Erica,
you've done something different this time.

Sorry?

Your pie. It's got
a little... something extra tonight.

A little hint of...

Nutmeg.

Nutmeg! Of course.

Brilliant. Brilliant. Brill... Brilliant.

Tina, aren't you gonna try some?

Oh, I wish. Looks super good.
Just gotta watch those calories, you know.

Fatty McFatFat.

Derek, remember what we talked about.

If you don't have something nice to say,
don't say it at all.

This is how
you alienate your spears, Derek.

My spears?

Your spears. Sph... Spheres. Peers.

Holy shit, Dad's wasted again.

Derek. Please, language.

Well, I used a low-fat creamer,
so you can enjoy guilt-free.

Thanks, but I'm just not hungry.

But I made it for you.

I said I'm not hungry.

Just a bite or two.

- Okay, why are you being so weird?
- What?

Why do you care so much
if I eat your stupid pie?

Because it's for you.

Oh my God.
It's because you want me fat, isn't it?

- Girls, please.
- Why would I want you fat?

Because you're still jealous
of me and Josh,

and you wanna sabotage our chances
of being together.

I was never jealous of you and Josh.

- Then how do you explain PE?
- It was an accident.

Ken, where are you going?

I'm not feeling good.

It wasn't an accident.

It was dodgeball.
In dodgeball, you throw balls at people.

Not that hard. You gave Joshy
a black eye. Now he won't even look at me.

That's stupid. You didn't throw the ball.

It doesn't matter. He associates us.

He associates us. And you humiliated him.

He humiliated himself
by crying like a goddamn pussy.

Ken?

Oh my God.

Mommy!

Mommy!

Mom.

Erica, call 911! Erica!

Mom, wake up.

Erica!

Mommy, wake up. Daddy.

Erica, I told you to call 911.

And I told you to eat your damn pie.

- This is gonna work.
- It better work.

It's not like we're conspicuous
or anything.

Hey. Talk to me, guys.
How's it looking out there?

It's boring.

How are the Turnbows holding up?

They're still in their "food comas,"
but I swear to God, this Demo better show.

If we took out an entire family
for nothing,

my conscience will never recover.

I thought you quit.

Quit what?

Pretty smooth.

Thanks.

Where's your coat?

It's in the barn.

Well, you should get it
if you're gonna be out here.

Mom,

about this morning...

Will, it's fine.

No, no, it's not.

I shouldn't have talked to you that way,
and I was a jerk, and I'm sorry.

Honey, I'm sorry too.

I know I can be...

I can be a lot.

That's not true.

It's just,
when I couldn't find you this morning...

I don't know.

I think about that night all the time.

The night it came for you,

the night all this started.

I wasn't even home.

My shift ran late.

When I finally do get home, what do I do?

I smoke cigarettes, drink cheap wine,
and watch Cheers reruns until I pass out.

I didn't know you were missing
for eight hours.

Mom, what happened to me,
it's not your fault.

Eight hours.

What kind of mother
doesn't check on their 11-year-old boy?

That is ridiculous!

The jury's still out on your new friend.

She certainly is interesting.

But one thing I know for sure,

she's not your mom.

She hasn't seen what I've seen,

and I am not gonna look away.

Not again.
Not until this is over, and you're safe.

You don't have to look away, Mom.
I... I just... I need you to trust me.

I do trust you, Will.

But, you know, trust is a two-way street.

Even though my plan last night
kind of sucked...

- Kind of?
- Hey!

Let's get your coat on.

It's a lot harder to save the world
if you have the sniffles.

So, like, what kind of criminals
does your uncle defend exactly?

You know,
are they, like, white-collar criminals?

Because that does seem like
a Harrington thing to do,

like, defend rich douchebags.

And in this situation,

I think that the rich douchebags
would be coming for us.

Steve?

Steve? Are you there?

Yeah, I hear you. Just stop talking.

I think we've got company.

Moving south down Arlington,
T-minus 30 seconds.

South down Arlington, T-minus 30 seconds.

Status check. Taggers?

In position and set. Launcher?

Set. Catcher?

Set. Trackers?

Set. Let's do this thing already.

It's inside.

Minimize chatter.

It's inside. Keep your traps shut.

Catch this!

Get him!

Now!

Nancy!

Nancy! Hurry! Come on!

Get him, Mike! Get him, Mike!
Mike, get him! Get him!

Ah!

It flipped! It flipped!

Signal acquired. Headed our way.

How close?

Dustin, how close?

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Shit.

Jesus Christ!

Where is it?

Hold your horses.

Bearing northwest and fast.

- Oh, come on.
- Demo tagged and released.

Trackers in pursuit.
Repeat, trackers in pursuit. Hit it!

All right, signal holding.
Just keep steady.

Holding. Turn right.

- Right?
- Right! Turn right! Right now!

Sorry, sorry, sorry!

Whoa! You're gonna crash!

- You said right!
- Jesus Christ!

Stop! Stop! Stop right now! Stop here!

God damn it! Henderson, what are we doing?

We lost the signal!

- Come on. Come on!
- Shit, shit, shit.

Shit, shit, shit.

- I got it! It's headed southeast now!
- God damn it.

- Jesus!
- Sorry!

It's okay.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa! Shit!
- Hang on!

Shit, shit, shit!

Jesus Christ.

All right, I've got it.

- You got it?
- Yes, I got it.

Why would they turn around?

Maybe he's trying to shake them?

No, that's impossible.
It doesn't know it's being tracked.

Stay away from me! Stay away!

No, no, no, no, no.

I'm so, so sorry, okay?

I'll probably explain this at some point,
but for now, don't move.

- I thought he ate, like, two slices.
- He did!

Why is he awake then?

It doesn't matter.

Not anymore.

We're southeast.

That's why it turned around.

Vecna's seen.

He knows where we are.

Hello?

Henry?

Are you there?

Henry?

Hi.

Children behave

That's what they say
When we're together

And watch how you play

They don't understand and so we're

Running just as fast as we can

Holdin' onto one another's hand

Tryin' to get away into the night

And then you put your arms around me

And we tumble to the ground
And then you say

I think we're alone now

There doesn't seem to be anyone around

I think we're alone now

The beating of our hearts
Is the only sound

Look at the way

We gotta hide what we're doin'

'Cause what would they say

If they ever knew and so we're

Running just as fast as we can

Holdin' onto one another's hand

Tryin' to get away into the night

And then you put your arms around me

And we tumble to the ground
And then you say

- I think we're alone now
- Alone now

There doesn't seem to be anyone around

- I think we're alone now
- Alone now

The beating of our hearts
Is the only sound

- I think we're alone now
- Alone now

There doesn't seem to be anyone around

- I think we're alone now
- Alone now

The beating of our hearts
Is the only sound

- I think we're alone now
- Alone now

The beating of our hearts
Is the only sound

- I think we're alone now
- Alone now

There doesn't seem to be anyone around

- I think we're alone now
- Alone now

The beating of our hearts
Is the only sound