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Hello, little girl.

Would you like a scotchy?

Such a sweet little girl.

It's okay, pumpkin.

Why did she call me a girl?

It's okay. She's old.

Probably confused.

But I'm not a girl. I know you're not.

You're also not a pumpkin, but I still call you one.

You did it?

Yeah.

It's going to be okay.

I know.

I know. Can I see Grandpa now?

Yeah. Yeah, buddy.

Why don't you go in?

Santa Claus, you're coming with us.

No, you can't take him now. It's truly a Christmas.

Quiet, you.

But... We want to hurt you, Santa Claus, so come along

quietly.

Why? Why did you have to do that, my helper?

It's harmless. It'll wear off in a short while.

Grandpa? Oh, why didn't you say so in the first place?

Now, you come with us. We need you on Mars.

Grandpa?

Are you sure this is harmless?

Oh, I never saw such lazy people standing around like statues.

Grandpa?

Billy,

come here, old boy.

You've gotten so big.

What have you been eating?

Rocks? No, hamburgers.

Do you like pickles on your hamburgers?

I love pickles on my hamburgers.

Pickles and... and sauerkraut.

We hope you'll make the children on Mars very happy.

I'll try, dear lady.

I'll try.

Have you been a good boy?

Good. Good boys.

Good things.

What happens to boys who aren't good?

Naughty boys get punished.

Santa is always watching.

Santa says I got a fat...

I don't remember, okay?

You must have reacted badly with those other meds they haven't taken.

They signed everything, right?

Yeah.

Is Grandpa going to be okay?

No, buddy. Grandpa's dead.

Jeffrey. What, do you want me to lie to him?

Yeah, that would be nice.

So Grandpa's in heaven?

Yes,

pumpkin, he is.

Come on. What are we waiting for?

Do you fit us? Yeah.

That's great.

As if the dark couldn't get any worse.

Merry Christmas, Chapman family.

I'll look for the insurance.

Great. Yeah.

Hey, pal.

Look, I don't know what happened, but clearly you hit me with...

Go back to bed, Billy.

Santa Claus, you're coming with us.

No, you can't take him now. It's truly a Christmas.

Quiet, you.

But... We don't want to hurt you,

Santa Claus, so come along quietly.

Come on, kid.

Do what you've got to do and then let's get out of here.

This isn't our room.

talk to the manager, see if we got a room.

I'm getting one of those feelings.

I could use some coffee.

Yeah.

Yeah, me too.

Sure you don't want to look around?

No. Small towns have a lot of secrets.

Good morning.

Coffee?

Uh, yeah. Yes, please.

Where are we?

Thunderbird. No, no, no. The, uh, what town?

Hackett.

Hackett? I like the sound of that.

I'll give you a minute.

You may be right.

I'm not seeing anyone.

Dana, my tip order.

See you later.

Not seeing it.

See something you like?

Word of advice.

Be careful with that one.

Sugar -coated onion, if you know what I mean.

What's her, um... What's her name?

Pammy.

Pamela.

I call her Pammy. She hates it.

You're right. We should go. Shut up.

Sorry. Not you. Not... Sorry.

Even think about it. It's not your decision.

You know this never ends well.

That's supposed to mean.

You know exactly what it means.

I'm not doing this again.

Good.

Do this by myself.

Looking for something?

Uh, yes. I mean...

No, I'm looking around.

You're the guy from the diner who was staring at my ass.

No, to be fair, I was looking at your hands.

That's even weirder.

I'm just looking for a gift.

For who?

For my dad.

Crystal unicorn and earrings.

Fabulous.

Fuck it up. For the best.

Fuck it up. Fuck it

up.

So you're new in town.

You plan on staying in Hackett for a while?

Yeah, yeah, a little while, yeah. Not too long, I hope.

And you said you have experience in a stockroom?

Yeah, yes, two different grocery stores it should be.

Oh.

Hell, I don't even know why I bother with all this stuff. I can't stand

paperwork.

Look, you seem like a nice kid.

You don't have any tattoos on your face or anything, and most important, you

seem like you want the job.

Yeah. Right now, it's just my daughter and I here, and the holidays are a

Pardon my French.

If you only knew.

Pamela's your daughter?

Yeah.

You've met.

Oh, just briefly, we were shopping upstairs and sort of

chatted. Like together?

Talked together, yeah.

I'm a very protective father, Billy.

Gotcha.

I'm kidding around.

When can you start?

When you need me.

Dean spoke fondly of you. Said to fix you up with my best room.

Yeah, he's a nice guy. He just gave me a job.

You know, we dated for a while back in 82 before he met Ida.

Yeah.

He's the one that got away.

To be honest, I was a bit of a slut back then, so it's no surprise he chose her.

Anyways, when you find that special someone, don't let him go.

There we are, room six.

Holy shit.

Very, very nice.

If that toilet keeps running, jiggle the flusher.

Oh. And if you have any other problems, knock three times on the pipe. I live

right below.

Terrible with my mobile.

It's very nice. Thank you.

What is wrong with this town?

Everyone is so nice.

It's refreshing.

I think staying here is a good idea.

How long?

I don't know.

Just don't forget who you are and what you do.

Hey, New Day.

Yeah? I need a pre -lit tree, a box of ornaments, and an angel.

Stat.

Well, get to it.

Anything

else?

Um, where's the angel?

What? Why does the angel have to go at the top? Why can't it go, like, anywhere

else? Like... Here.

And that looks good to you?

Yeah, I don't think so. I'm a guy.

Do this, please.

It's, uh... It's Billy.

Billy.

Okay.

Can I call you Bill?

I just feel like I'm talking to a five -year -old when I say Billy.

Sure, whatever you say.

You hear me?

Okay, you win.

Billy it is.

Jesus. Here we go again.

Um, I was just wondering if, uh, would you want to go for, like, coffee with

me sometime?

Those are the questions I prefer to ask.

Unless you're a serial killer.

I'm a true crime junkie, and I would have so many questions.

Oh.

Yeah, no.

Bummer.

She's kind of a weirdo.

Fucking guy won't leave me alone.

Fucking... Fucking motherfucker.

Fucking stupid piece of shit. Fucking...

It's

fine. I just... I got you. Just keep doing what you're doing. I'll grab a

one of those feelings.

Keep your eyes open.

The shop is looking beautiful. Are you ready for Christmas?

Sure. And I have to tell you something.

If I was 35 years younger, I'd be all over you.

George!

Him.

Tonight. We do him tonight.

Billy.

Billy.

Are you okay?

Oh, yes. Sorry.

You okay?

I'm sorry.

I'm really embarrassed.

I snap sometimes.

My dad calls it EPD.

Explosive personality disorder.

Who's that guy?

Oh,

that's George Velmo.

He's a sweetheart.

He helps us out sometimes. I think he's a little lonely.

I gotta tell you, Dean, that's the highlight of my holiday season.

But you're honest, okay?

Hey, we need to meet.

Thank you.

Naughty.

Three

more

days.

Thank you.

She's amazing, isn't she?

She's a real knack for this sort of thing.

She's very lucky.

What do you mean?

Well, I mean, I know I look great, son, but I'm not going to be around forever.

Carry on.

Hey, Agnes, it's me, Billy. I'm just calling. It seems we're low on the wood

-wicked candles, the Christmas forest kind.

See if you could send another box P .O. at 313.

Thanks.

Hi. Hi.

My sister got called into work, so I'm going to take my nephew to hockey

practice. You want to come?

What about the shot?

My dad's going to be here.

Okay.

Okay. Do you want to go? Yeah.

Okay, let's go.

So your sister, she doesn't work at the store ever?

No.

It being named after my mom, it just, it isn't her thing.

My, uh...

My mom died when we were little. She had a seizure while she was driving.

Pow.

Sorry.

I just think it hurts her too much to be there.

Tom, Billy, look at this.

Oh, look, guys.

I mean, you're okay with it, right? The shop and everything.

I mean, I'm the heiress.

What my dad wants.

I know it'll make him happy, so... What about you?

I've kind of been drifting my whole life since I was eight years old.

Yeah, I don't know.

I think I'm kind of just ready to settle down, you know?

Nice house, cute little wife, couple kids, minivan.

Yeah, why not?

Lazy fuck.

Her.

I know.

Yes, now.

Her. I'm not in the mood.

I don't care.

Look at her.

Pink coat.

She has a kid.

Yeah, and by the looks of it, you'd be doing him a favor.

You know Delphine?

Hmm? Delphine Anderson.

Pink coat lady.

Oh, no. No, I don't. No.

Seems like you want to. I can introduce you. Oh, that's okay.

Delphine!

This will be interesting.

Hey, Pam.

Hey, Del.

I want to introduce you to Billy. He's the new hire at the store.

I see.

Pleased to meet you.

I'll be right back.

It's okay.

I know what you're thinking.

They said my stick was for girls because it was pink. Then they said only fags

or thicker sticks.

Then they pushed me and said the snatcher would get me because the

looks girly with... Oh, God.

Sorry.

Hey, hey, hey.

No.

Where were you?

They jumped in the fag. Hey, boys, they're messing around.

Oh, they're messing around? Mess around with me, motherfucker.

How about that? Let's go. I will fuck you up. Get out of my barn. Oh, I'm a

bitch? I'll burn your fucking house down.

Do you have any knives?

Go fish.

Is your auntie always like this?

Not always.

Only when she gets mad.

She has always been a little bit of a pipe bomb.

Sometimes it seems like there's another person.

Who's the snatcher? He steals kids.

Liam, there is no snatcher.

It's just kind of an urban legend around here.

Although recently it has felt a little too close to home.

A couple towns in the county have had...

Alex. Hey, Penny.

What are you doing here?

Well, you know the guys at the station. We stay in touch, so... They called me

and... Got here as soon as I could.

So, um... You still doing this kind of stuff?

Yep.

Beating up kids now?

They deserved it.

Okay, well, you're free to go.

What do you mean?

You can go.

So you did your cop thing?

Yeah. Yeah, I did my cop thing.

You're welcome.

Lucky for you, the parents aren't pressing charges.

I said if the boys did what you say they did, then they deserved it, so...

Thank God there's still good parenting out there. Got it.

You're not answering any of my calls. You punched me in the face. You know I

didn't mean to. It's over.

You don't get a second chance.

Get over it, Max.

I'm fine dad thanks for asking I'm sorry Billy I'm getting one of those feelings

just keep your eyes open

Billy put cards and I won.

Wow.

Lucky you.

So, did I hear ice cream? Yeah. I heard ice cream. We should get ice cream. Ice

cream.

I really think... Sorry, Hugo. No, wait.

Thank you very much for everything today.

Sometimes I feel like that the anger... Yes.

I feel like it's an escape.

Like it's the only thing I have control over. And I know that that probably

sounds psychotic.

No.

Am I a bad person?

No, I can tell you right now that you are definitely not a bad person.

I almost bit a kid's nose off in third grade.

You see?

That's what I'm saying. I know I'm a bad person. Doing a bad thing is different

than being a bad person.

Because people do bad things.

I hate to break up the love fest here, but we've got to get going.

Okay.

Your turn.

Mine's not as mushy as yours.

Mushy? No.

That was not mushy.

Bad person is different than doing a bad thing. Is that what you just said?

That's mushy.

No. I hate mushy, so lay it on me.

Can I borrow your car?

Yeah, you're right.

That was a mushy. That was tacky as fuck.

Yeah, it was tacky. You don't have to give me... No, it's fine.

Go for it.

You know, I'm going to figure out what's going on in there.

I'm going to do it.

So what's up?

You got a hot date with Delphine?

Oh, yeah, you, uh... Yeah, no idea.

How far is this place?

Just keep on this road.

We're getting warmer.

Driving for like an hour.

What's going on here?

Yeah.

Let's scope it out first.

You're good to go.

I did not expect.

Let's just find her and get this over with.

Agreed. We are pilgrims in an unholy land.

Tonight is the night where we get to show our true colors.

Who we really are inside.

Something the world makes us hide.

Makes us feel shame.

We shouldn't have to feel shame for what we believe, for wanting a better

America for our children.

No.

Tonight we remind ourselves that Christmas is still a white fiction

no one can take away from us.

So, grab a drink, make out with someone under the mistletoe, and

have some fucking fun.

Okay, so what are we thinking?

Stakeout? Wait for her to use the john?

No. We kill them all.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on. Let's talk about this.

Nothing to talk about.

For Christ's sake, at least get a gun.

Guns are for pussies.

You want me to check that out?

But we didn't.

It was reckless.

Stupid.

You wanted me to keep going?

Yeah, with a gun.

I'm sorry, I have principles.

Principles, my ass. That was about control.

You just wanted to do it your way.

I'm fine.

Maybe you're right.

Look, I just don't want to see you get killed.

Good luck with that one.

Okay, good choice.

Okay.

Merry Christmas.

Take care.

Sorry, I'm... Oh, thank God you're here.

What happened to your face?

What? Here.

You know what?

It's none of my business.

I'm sorry. I have a bit of a problem.

What's that?

Santa didn't show.

George was supposed to be here like an hour ago, and I've called him, and I've

called him. I even asked Claire from the bakery to go down to his house, and

there's no answer there. George, the guy that you were talking to the other day?

George Bilmo.

He does Santa for us every year.

Could your dad do it?

No, not going to happen.

Nothing's a pooping incident.

Pooping incident?

Can you do it?

I would appreciate it greatly, son.

No. Tell her no.

I know it's not your job, but it would mean a lot, especially to me.

Billy, you put that suit on head to toe, you're going to lose control.

Where's the suit?

Oh, thank you, Billy.

Look, it's in the back office.

Do you know what you're doing?

I assume you've never been to Santa before.

What are you doing?

I got this. This is more powerful than you know. Trust me, I have been here

before. I'm not you.

Okay, who's excited to meet Santa?

Jesus, this is gonna be bad.

Okay,

Celia, look over here, baby. Smile.

Listen to me.

You're not going to kill this little girl.

You hear me?

That's not what Billy would do.

Billy? Billy?

I need you to forget what you are.

Forget what you do.

Do exactly what I say, okay?

Just follow me, buddy.

Follow me.

Hello, little girl. What's your name?

What's your name?

Celia. What a pretty name.

Tell me, Celia, have you been a good girl this year?

You've been a good girl this year, Celia?

Yes, well, except this one time.

I was mad at my mom, and I throw a banana at her, but I said sorry.

Oh, I am so happy to hear that.

Is there something special you'd like for Christmas?

A big skateboard.

Oh, boy.

You're a skater?

Yeah. And, uh, how about we get you a helmet so you don't dent that noggin

A pink one?

A pink one.

Merry Christmas.

You got it from here, kid.

You can do this.

That's pretty good.

Yeah, he's, um... Me?

Hello.

Santa, what happened to your face?

Oh, um... Rudolph got a little frisky last night.

You're so sweet.

I remember taking you to Santa.

Kid, I'm getting one of those feelings again.

Not now, Charlie.

I know. I know. I just... I just don't fucking know.

Just scan the crowd quick.

What do you want for Christmas, bud? A bike.

Sure. What? What's wrong?

Do I need to remind you what we do again?

I'm aware.

And what happens if we don't?

Say it.

I don't want to say it.

Let's say it together, then.

I don't want to say it together.

Fine, then I'll say it.

Someone else dies.

And we don't get to choose.

You want to talk about control, bub? Who would you rather it be?

A Nazi or a nine -year -old girl?

A killer or a mom with a... I get it.

I fucking get it. I don't think you do.

Now's not the time to break a perfect ten -year killing streak.

You hear what I said? Shh.

I want to stay with you.

I want to go where you go.

It means you something.

You like it?

How did you... The one from the best.

See, the angel can go anywhere she wants.

That's cheesy as fuck.

I worked hard on that.

It's beautiful.

Will you put that thing down, please?

What was the last time you saw him?

Just the other day. He was here.

He was in Star Wars.

They found George.

We were talking.

His daughter and grandson. They found his body.

He was murdered.

And that's not even the craziest part.

They found Gail.

His wife.

Rolled up in a rug.

Tucked away in a crawl space in his basement.

He murdered her.

Stabbed her to death.

I talked to him all the time.

He was so sweet.

I thought I knew him.

It really makes you wonder.

Oh, uh,

that's, uh, that's Billy.

Well, do you know who could be hiding something so easily in plain sight?

When did you last see Mr. Vilma?

Let's see, uh, started work here on the 20th, so, uh...

Yeah, the 20th. And you spoke with him?

No. I didn't interact with him.

I just saw him.

Where are you from, Bill?

Bearville, Wisconsin.

Oh, yeah.

Circus Museum. I got family in Milwaukee.

That's great.

How long have you been in Hackett?

A few days.

A few.

Three, five?

Three.

How'd you get that?

What? The Shiner.

Oh, box.

I worked in the stockroom, pulled down a box, came down, and it got me pretty

good, so... I think we're good here, Bill.

Thanks for taking the time.

Oh, hey.

You don't happen to know Adelphi and Anderson, do you?

Adelphi.

No, no, not off the top of my head.

The noose is tightening.

They're gonna figure it out. There are cops everywhere and you missed a fucking

day in the book.

Yeah.

But nothing happened.

You saw that new missing child photo at the store?

Unrelated. You're wrong, and you know you're wrong. I hate to break it to you,

pal, but we've got to get out of town and find somewhere to kill. Tonight.

Or you're going to miss another day, and someone who wasn't supposed to die will

die.

Innocent people die every day, Charlie.

What happens when it's someone you know, someone you care about, and you could

have stopped it?

This town is fucked up, and I know... The whole world is fucked up, Charlie.

And I can't do anything about it.

I didn't want this. I didn't choose this.

I got a taste of something different.

Something good.

Something real.

Being Santa for those kids.

Being with Pam.

That's what I want.

This episode is fucked up.

What happens when she finds out what you do?

Someone there?

Oh, Jesus.

Oh, my God.

I'll get you out. Don't worry. I'll get you. I'll get you out. I'll get you out.

Okay, don't you worry about me. I'm going to call for help, okay?

I'm going to get you out of this cell for help.

I wish Santa was real.

I'd only ask for one thing.

The person who did this.

So he could watch me.

Slowly.

Cut him.

Into it.

Did he?

Do you trust me?

What? This is a bad idea.

What if I told you... You tell her and you're going to lose

her. What if I told you that...

What if I told you that I could make your wish come

true?

Is this natural?

He steals kids.

Got him?

I got him.

When I was eight years old, my parents were murdered in front of me.

Jimmy! by a man dressed as Santa Claus.

Turns out that man was the janitor at my grandfather's hospice.

I just remember being scared, but

also mesmerized, you know, like he was drawing me in.

See, that's when I felt it.

Charlie's been with me ever since that day.

Wake up, kid.

So you... You're a serial killer.

I wish it was that easy.

Nobody wanted to adopt a kid with an imaginary friend telling him to kill

at Christmas time.

Only at Christmas?

Yeah, the advent calendar. 24 days of Christmas.

I didn't kill anyone until I was 17 years old.

Until Charlie felt that I was ready.

She needs to be punished.

The first person I killed was my last foster mom.

She would drug us.

Breakfast!

And wait for us all to fall asleep.

Then lock the doors and go off for the day.

The drugging was on behalf of it.

She broke something in her perfect house.

The punishment would be the same.

It's okay.

The scariest part was you never knew when it was going to come.

Three died under her

watch.

All accidents.

All while she was collecting thousands from the state.

She had to go.

You want to fuck with me, you little shit?

Needless to say, I wasn't very good at first, but I got the job done.

wasn't just an imaginary friend or a split personality.

He could see, he could see evil.

And the more I got to know him, I found out that he was blessed with the same

curse as me.

So your parents, they... They were, they murdered my grandfather.

They poisoned him before getting him to sign over my father's inheritance.

A lot.

But they were all bad.

reasons, but I was never alone.

Charlie was with me the whole time.

Hey, Billy, it's garbage day.

He taught me how to land jobs or find places to live.

Just survive.

When he asks, when can you start? Always ask, when do you need me?

When can you start?

When do you need me?

Even like a father.

Oh, you're okay.

Just take a little piece of toilet paper and stick it to the blood.

It's also kind of like a... It's kind of like a compass.

He needed my eyes to identify them, but... Then he would show me why they

to be, um...

Punished.

Give me the fucking weight!

I have to dress like Santa.

It flips a switch.

Well, it helps me slip from Billy into something else.

What the fuck do you want?

Get the fuck out of here, Santa.

What's keeping you from killing me, Billy?

I told you.

You're a good person.

So you're crazy.

Here we go.

Yeah.

Yeah, you know, after hearing me say all that out loud, yeah, I'm a little

crazy.

And yet I'm still here.

I think you found a good one,

kid.

Charlie says he likes you.

He's here?

Oh, he's here.

Be close.

of us just here.

There's a kid down there.

Ma 'am, wait.

I'm coming. No, no, no.

I know where she is, kid.

Just follow my lead.

Walk straight.

Now he has Pam three feet to your left.

You need to be careful.

He's got a knife to her throat, hand over her mouth.

He's on top of her, just below the surface.

Now!

Oh, get this fucking head off, kid.

Oh, my God. Stay with the kids. I'm going to get the car.

I need to get the kids out of here.

Billy!

What's wrong with Santa?

I'm sorry, but we're going to help him, okay?

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Okay. Come on, Billy. Hang on.

Stay with me, buddy. Stay with me.

This isn't our time.

We can make it.

Get the fuck out of here!

I'm sorry, kid. I should have saw that one coming.

I miss you, Bob.

I don't want you to go, Charlie.

Charlie, I don't want you to go.

You take good care of her, you hear?

You found a good one.

Take her hand.

Now, kid.

Now.

Wake up.

Here. I'm here.

Everything's going to be okay.

Beautiful. Beautiful.

It's okay. I'm right here.

Where?

Are you ready for this?

Watch in my face, I'm black and white.

Nothing's happy, nothing's right.

You're not with me anymore.

I am rich, but I am poor.