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Previously on School Spirits...

What's going on?

Nothing.

There are spirits further down,

older than us.

They are truly stuck here.

If they tear down the school, ghosts here are here forever.

Their only option is crossing over.

I got my door. Okay?

- Does anyone else know about it? - No.

He grabbed Simon, and then he transmitted it.

- It was like a mind meld. - Guys, that is Van Heidt.

No!

Are you telling me that Kyle survived?

- Yes. - Then who's in Kyle's body?

Okay, I know this isn't the easiest thing to hear,

but I talked to Tracey,

and she seemed to think that maybe you

or-or somebody who looks like you is out there.

They... They've been out there this entire time,

just living your life, walking around in your skin.

I know it's kind of a trippy thought,

but it-it's good news, really,

because we can get your body back. Okay?

That's the headline here. "Kyle returns to Split River..."

♪ Now when the rain started falling ♪

♪ I had to close my eyes ♪

♪ To keep myself from washing away ♪

♪ But in the dark backseat I heard something ♪

♪ It was you telling me, "I got your back any day" ♪

♪ My friend, my man... ♪

I'm alive?

Yeah.

Uh, y-your body is.

How is that possible?

I've seen this before, actually.

Twice.

Once with a teacher of mine, and Maddie.

Okay, well, what happened to them?

They got their bodies back.

- Really? - Yeah, but it wasn't easy.

But hey, we're gonna try everything that we can. Okay?

Uh, Maddie and I looked the guy up

under the name he's using.

Get this. KC Jensen.

Yeah. He's, uh... He's a businessman.

- Some sort of dairy mogul. - That's a thing?

Well, what can we do? Can we stop him?

Or find him? Anything.

Please.

I mean, can we at least try? This is my life.

Yes. Of course we can try.

I don't... I don't know how exactly,

but, uh, we can... we can track him down

and see if we can figure out how he did this, okay?

Hey, I promise.

He'll do that and, uh...

we'll go find Nurse Calvert. She'll know what to do.

Prob-- Probably.

Um...

How'd he take it?

Uh, about as well as you did

when Janet was in your body.

- So cool, calm, and collected. - Yeah, something like that.

- Isn't that like your-- - My sixth cup?

Yeah. My eyeballs are twitching a little bit,

but it's helping me drown out the thoughts

of my best friends being trapped forever.

The idea of them being in that school for all of eternity,

I hate it so much.

Ha... I have something else you're gonna hate.

What?

I think we're gonna have to track down a body snatcher.

Again.

♪ Don't forget me when I'm gone ♪

♪ Don't forget me when I'm long gone ♪

♪ Will you forget me when I'm gone? ♪

♪ Don't forget me when I'm gone ♪

♪ Will you forget me when I'm gone? ♪

♪ Will you forget ♪

♪ Don't forget me when I'm gone ♪

Here.

Oh! Good. You're here.

We've been researching all night.

Oh, you got a test or something?

What? No. Not for school. Don't be dumb.

That Van Heidt guy was a serious player.

He owned a bunch of land,

some shops on Main Street.

- And a bank, very Scrooge vibes. - Yeah.

Naturally, there's nothing online about the Finnish church

or the immigrant community he completely tried to destroy.

- Welcome to America. - Yeah.

- And we found this creepy shit. - That's him.

He makes Dateline look like child's play.

You guys, this is great. Thank you.

Uh, Econ, that way.

- Simon, that way. Cover for me? - Yeah.

Uh, Nikki!

- Nikki! - Uh, I gotta get to class.

You know how committed I am to my studies.

Nikki, I've been looking for you forever.

Oh, school just started like 30 seconds ago.

Well...

I think, uh...

Maddie may have left this at the fair.

Simon should probably put a password on it.

Nobody plays me... Nicole.

What are the chances that she didn't look?

You saw him lock the door?

Yes. In the church.

He locked them in and trapped them

so they couldn't get out and they drowned, so he killed 'em.

Okay. As if we needed any more reason

to believe that the monster in the church

- is an actual-- - Monster.

Hey, whoa. Don't diss our new roommate.

Rhonda, we don't know for certain

we'll end up with him, at all.

Let's-let's stay clear-headed.

Hey, Maddie, did you find out anything else from your dad

that might help us not be stuck in our scars forever?

Yeah, that would be great.

But no pressure.

Not yet. But I do have some good news.

It turns out, Kyle was body-snatched.

How is that good news?

Well, his snatcher,

I guess, is a town councilman,

so he makes decisions on big city projects,

like building new schools.

So he, of all people, might understand

why they can't demolish this place.

I might actually be able to reason with this person.

Reason with someone who took Kyle's body

for two full decades?

I'm sorry. Some random hospital ghost

pulled a Janet and just took Kyle's body

and has been walking around like it's no big deal?

We don't know anything about this guy.

He could be a psychopath, or a pervert,

or someone who, like, I don't know,

has birds for pets.

Well, he's right. I mean, what's the plan?

Go up and say, "Just so happens I've been in your shoes"?

Hope he wants to reminisce about stealing someone else's life?

We have to throw everything at the wall.

And, well, this is the wall.

Si.

Be careful.

I do not like what time in there is doing to you.

Is it time in there or a board to the head?

I'm sorry!

What? What for?

For when I hit you with that board.

Oh!

Simon found this.

Now, based on what I heard inside the scar,

I think it might be...

well, it might have been some sort of bribe,

or, uh... or offering for the church.

"AVH."

Alfred Van Heidt.

I have to go back down there.

- No, you don't. - No, he does.

For whatever reason, that thing only wants to connect with him.

Look, we're running out of time.

To save Simon and ourselves.

I truly believe there are answers in that place

if we just go about it the right way.

Fine. But Simon has to rest.

At least for a few more hours.

Can we talk?

Rest.

I think I'm going crazy.

I've been having these... awful dreams.

I can barely sleep.

When I have them, there's pockets of time

I don't remember.

Xavier said I space out and my eyes glaze over.

Well, Maddie, you just went through something traumatic.

Don't you think it could be fear

and anxiety manifesting?

I feel bad venting about this to you.

You know, you must be so overwhelmed, and here I am.

I swear I'm not gonna let you be locked in here.

- I'm gonna figure this out. - Whoa, whoa. Whoa. Uh...

I thought we agreed that this is not only on you to figure out.

Also, nobody expects that from you.

Simon does not expect that from you.

You shouldn't expect that from yourself.

You're so calm about everything.

Well... I'm with you.

Seriously...

we have no say in how this goes,

and that's true whether you're dead or alive.

You didn't ask to be in the boiler room.

I did not ask to die on the football field.

So I say we spend the time we have

with the people we care about.

I guess I should go find someone

I really care about to talk to, right?

Right, right.

My necklace reset.

That's better.

I like having a piece of me with you.

Touching you.

I would give anything to touch you right now.

Anything?

Oh, if I could touch you, I'd take that off your shoulder.

The other one.

♪ White lightning ♪

♪ Every time I ♪

♪ Think about you ♪

Let it go.

♪ I believe in heaven ♪

♪ Pink feathers... ♪

So bossy.

♪ And everlasting life ♪

♪ I wrote this for you ♪

♪ And if I cried ♪

♪ And if I cried, if I cried ♪

♪ Would you hold me? ♪

♪ Would you care? ♪

I think about this part of you a lot.

♪ If I confide in the white light's eye ♪

♪ Would you love me? ♪

♪ Would you ever be there? ♪

And this part.

♪ So karma came and gave me... ♪

I wanna see your eyes.

♪ But I'm afraid to fall into what I thought was up ♪

♪ If I can't breathe I can't hold it on my own... ♪

I'm sorry...

that you're stuck in the living world

and the shitty dead one.

Living in two worlds is one too many.

At least I have you in this one.

Oh, Maddie...

that was so cheesy.

Keep it off.

Kyle was a really nice guy.

He was the only woodwind to stand up to Marty Angelis

and tell him to stop emptying his spit valve on my shoes.

That's a really nice memory.

Yeah, it's sweet of you to worry about Kyle,

but let's not forget

we're the ones who are about to be sealed up

like a human capsule for the rest of eternity.

Okay.

None of this.

We are not doing this.

- Doing what? - Giving up

when we are so close to the finish line.

If you roll a whiteboard in here,

I swear I'm gonna scream.

No whiteboards.

Just us.

Come on. You really think we're getting close

- to crossing over? - Are you kidding?

A month ago, we didn't even know doors existed.

A couple weeks ago, you all figured out

how to put Maddie back in her body.

And-and okay, admittedly,

that was a really terrible chapter for me,

for which I will never forgive myself.

I don't expect to get my door, but...

you all...

you have grown so much.

You still have a chance.

All that growth is really great,

but we still haven't gotten our doors.

And we don't even know why.

And until we do, none of that matters.

We're trapped.

We've never gone about this the right way.

Maybe we could try.

It has been a pleasure

getting to know who you really are...

who all of you really are.

You know, I'm supposed to be the teacher here.

But look at everything that you've taught me.

Rhonda, you have opened up so much.

You have opened yourself up

to the possibility...

And Charley...

I mean, you are more yourself

and more confident in who you are

and-and how... how valuable your heart is

than we ever could've imagined.

And it's wonderful.

Quinn, you were looping

a couple weeks ago.

And look at you now.

Part of the gang.

And Yuri, I mean, shucks,

you figured out the reset.

You did that.

We can do this.

He's right.

Charley, where are you going?

Uh, I am going to go find out how much time we have left.

Okay.

Some initiative.

Yeah. I'm gonna go make sure he's not like, um...

spinning out.

Okay, if it's inevitable anyways,

I might as well check out my future accommodations.

Hey, Sleeping Beauty, wake up! Let's go.

Let's go.

All right. I'm joining as well.

I think I'm gonna stay here.

I just don't wanna risk hurting anyone.

Again.

That's probably a good idea.

But I'm with you in spirit!

Yes.

Here we go.

Okay.

What exactly are you doing?

I am looking for demo plans,

or drawings, or timelines, or anything

that can tell us how much time we have left

before we're trapped here forever.

Look, I know this is intense,

but maybe Mr. Martin was onto something.

Maybe we should concentrate on addressing our trauma,

so we can get our doors and avoid being trapped here.

Yeah, yeah. Been there, done that.

Got the T-shirt, sweetie. It ain't happening.

Oh my God.

- What? - What if...

you get your door before me?

No. No, no, no, no. I-I can't be left here alone.

Where-where would I even go?

With that freak show in the church scar? Or-or...

with all the mean Charleys laughing at me in my scar?

Hello! Why are you being so quiet?

How are you not freaking out right now?

I don't know what to do when you get like this.

Hmm. See, you're making it seem

like I'm overreacting, when this is our eternal fate.

So I actually think I'm allowed to lose my shit a little bit.

You are. You do.

That's why there's no space for me to lose mine, like ever.

You can lose your shit. Please do!

I never said that you can't.

It's not about what you say, Charley.

It's about how you act. Okay? It j...

It suffocates me sometimes.

Well, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry that I'm so difficult to be with.

No, it's not... Hold on.

You didn't do anything wrong. Okay? I...

I care about you so much.

And I just wanna say the right thing

to make it better, but I...

- I don't know what that is. - I don't know either.

Maybe it's something like...

I know that this sucks,

and it's scary.

And I'm scared too.

But we do have each other.

Not if we get trapped in that pool

with those grabby hands.

Well, hey, there's no one else I'd rather be trapped with.

Come here.

Sorry if I sound like a bad rom-com.

Yuri.

There's no such thing as a bad rom-com.

♪ ...say "A better world is where he's at" ♪

♪ Well, what about the one... ♪

Wait. I-I don't know if I'm done freaking out.

Charley, respectfully, shut the fuck up.

♪ We can make it good ♪

♪ But we're still kissing ♪

♪ Like we can make it good ♪

Get to class.

Okay.

Simon... we're right here with you.

Hey.

Stay close.

No bubbles this time.

Hey, guys?

Guys, come check this out. I-I...

I think there's something down there--

No! No!

Shh!

This is a library.

I'd like to talk to you.

You bleed.

You're alive.

You're okay.

At least no one got hurt this time.

Are you kidding? That didn't feel like pain to you?

Well, not physical pain.

In the normal sense.

But there is something wrong with that scar.

It affects you.

You can see it on Simon. He's slipping.

It takes something from you.

But I feel it too.

Don't you?

I-I can't get stuck in a place like that. I...

Hey, don't think like that.

Maybe we'll get our doors.

Maybe Maddie can figure out how to--

What's wrong? What's going on? What happened?

The hands in the water, they...

they grabbed Rhonda and Mr. Martin.

Shit.

Shit. Okay. And then... And then threw you out here?

But why? Why would it throw us

here, now, when before...

it brought me to the bus stop?

Where's Simon?

He's still down there.

Fuck. Okay. Give me the watch.

Simon has it.

Okay. Uh, I'm gonna grab my football,

and then I'll meet him through my scar.

You shouldn't go alone.

Uh, okay. Come on.

Next item is...

the motion to move up the demolition

of the high school.

Wait. Did she just say "move up"?

Thank you, Madam Chairwoman.

I'm here to speak in opposition of this plan.

You don't have the floor, Mr. Hartman.

Hey, where is Jensen?

I've recently completed

an official inspection of this building.

And as you can see in the report,

there are a number of urgent issues.

Why is she doing this?

Dr. Hunter-Price,

this is an unprecedented request

in the middle of the school year.

Your plan is to, what, uproot these students

to another district midsemester?

Last Saturday's findings indicate asbestos, mold,

and don't get me started on the school's structure.

The structure is just fine.

You don't know what's under that school, Hartman.

Could be a sinkhole.

Sinkhole or not,

the report is very alarming.

Uh, well, uh,

according to Section 5, uh, Chapter 8 of the bylaws,

uh, "There can be no school closure

without a, uh, community meeting and public vote."

Let me finish.

But the transition is also very expensive.

New bus routes, classroom trailers.

It's a hefty bill.

Well, there is an incredibly generous donor

on this very board.

I'm sure he would be happy to do whatever he could

for our kids' safety.

Did someone say "generous"?

Speak of the devil.

Sorry, I'm late.

Dairy calls.

Holy shit. That's Kyle.

Hmm...

It's crazy what a hold he has over everyone.

I think we should just...

go up to him.

How do we do this?

- Maybe just-- - Hey there.

I saw you two in the back.

It is always so nice to see young people

engaged in local politics.

I know you, don't I?

- You're the girl who-- - Maddie Nears.

Uh, Xavier Baxter.

- The sheriff's son, right? - Yeah.

Well, is there anything I can do for you?

We came to show our support for the school.

- The current school. - Mm.

As-as current students,

we feel that the, uh... the demolition

is, uh...

- wrong. - We want a chance

to make our case to save the school.

It's our home.

Ours and a lot of other people.

Well, I'm impressed

to see such passion for Split River High.

I'm off to a zoning meeting now,

but you could make an appointment with my secretary,

and I'd be happy to hear you out.

No!

Uh, it has to be tonight.

Especially if they're talking about moving it all up.

Well, alrighty then.

I suppose I could stop by the school tonight after work.

Would that satisfy?

Yes. Thank you.

I look forward to it.

I came here

because I need answers.

And I think you have them.

That's all.

This is a house of worship.

I won't tolerate this!

Give me my damn ring!

There are children in here!

They probably stole it. Thieves!

All of them!

Let me out!

God! I can't be here!

Open the door!

No, please! Keep going!

Pastori! Pastori! Pastori!

September 13th, 2004.

Did any ghosts from the hospital go missing that day?

Could one of them have hopped in my body

and gotten the hell out of here?

What? What is it?

So it was you that he took.

"He"?

He who? Wait, you knew?

Do you know how I died, young man?

No.

Story for a different day.

But do you both know there are hidden rooms here?

Hidden rooms?

Each of us has our own room.

Rooms where you can...

see your memories.

Some of us have been inside more than others.

Mine is an old elevator.

You wouldn't even notice it if you weren't looking.

But around the time you came,

I happened to pass by my door.

It was open.

I'm the only one with a key, of course.

But I hadn't opened it.

Then who did?

I'd often wondered and worried

over the years

that someone from beyond our world got in.

I couldn't find any proof.

But I could feel it.

Something dark.

But now I know for certain.

Someone from the outside got in through my room

on my watch...

and left you like this.

I'm so sorry, young man.

How could someone get into your room

in the first place?

And if it was open that day,

does that mean someone got a hold of your key?

There's another way.

Meet me tonight

during the graveyard shift.

I'll show you.

Oh my God.

Simon. Oh my God. Take it slow.

Those mind melds clearly drain the shit out of you.

He's awake?

Hey, bud. You okay?

White Eyes...

He isn't Van Heidt.

What?

You're freaking me out.

He was the pastor.

He loved those kids.

He wasn't locking them in. He was protecting them.

And he bleeds.

Maddie.

He is alive, like me.

The drawings, it was his blood.

- Holy shit. Are you sure? - I'm positive.

I saw Van Heidt in that dream.

He is not White Eyes.

This pastor could see

the children after they died.

Just like how I could see Maddie.

Something happened back then that trapped him there.

We need to go back down there.

I need to find out how he got trapped

because if we could figure out

what really lifts the veil up and down...

we can get me back out of here.

There's a new plan.

Xavier and I made contact with Kyle,

or, well, the hospital ghost who took his body.

And we're gonna convince him to put a stop to the demolition.

And then we'll have time to figure this whole thing out.

Right. The guy who stole a body for 20 years

is probably itching to help out and swap recipes.

The only other choice we have is defeat.

And I think we all agree that's not an option.

What's everyone saying?

That we're not giving up.

Oh! Neat.

Simon,

the body snatcher's coming here tonight.

Uh, maybe.

It's much later than after work, though.

He might be standing us up.

We'll go to him then. We don't have to wait.

His address is right here.

Don't make me walk through you.

You are not confronting this guy on his own turf,

at night, alone.

I'll have Xavier.

He just stole a body.

You just got your body back.

You could be vulnerable.

This is our only option.

No.

It isn't.

Boiler room, now.

Simon, you won't convince me

that you going back down there is okay.

It was not Quinn's hit.

Time in there is affecting you.

Just give me a minute.

Wally?

Are you planning on telling them?

About your door.

I don't know how I can.

Wally, if you have your door,

if you can go,

you're allowed.

I can't.

You have to let me go.

No. We have another choice now.

Who knows what confronting this guy will do to you, Maddie.

- He could be dangerous. - And let me guess,

you don't want your best friend to do something dangerous?

No, I don't.

I saw him this afternoon.

He didn't do anything then.

And honestly, there's no one else

who can give us the help we need.

Yes, there is.

You don't know that this pastor has answers.

If he did, he wouldn't be trapped.

He knows how this all started.

He's trying to tell me.

And what if something with your plan goes wrong?

What if your plan doesn't work? We can't control anything.

That's funny.

I think we both know

we're doing this.

I mean, come on.

It's you.

It's me.

You've saved me over and over again, Simon.

This time I wanna save you back.

You've already saved me so many times

since we were nine.

I wish we could do this together.

I wish I could go down there with you.

I'm scared for you.

Same.

But...

all we can do is try.

At least that part we're doing together.

A body snatcher.

A white-eyed monster in the basement.

This will all be the most hilarious story someday, right?

Someday.

But never more hilarious than the time the milkshake

came out of your nose at my 12th birthday.

Answering Xavier's bat call.

Yeah, just a casual school night

pursuing a demented body snatcher.

At the place we took hayrides as kids.

Diego puked in the corn maze.

No way. You cannot come.

The less of us in danger, the better.

Or the more of us that go, the safer it'll be.

It's bad enough Xavier's coming. I won't put us all at risk.

But we could help. Why should it be him?

What, because he's a guy?

- Come on, Maddie. - And like...

what's he gonna do to protect you? Brood at him?

- Uh, I can hear you. - Just saying.

Okay, I need my head in the game. Please.

Just stay here, and watch out for Simon.

- Who we can't see or talk to? - We'll be back.

Hopefully with our bodies intact.

Hopefully with more answers on how to get Simon

and the others out of here.

♪ Words unspeakable For ages... ♪

Count to ten then follow?

Yeah, duh. Let's go.

♪ ...esteemed deed, commemorated ♪

♪ What's left inside is what's evolved ♪

♪ From what we have forsaken ♪

♪ Check the black box ♪

♪ Tabernacle ♪

♪ Tabernacle ♪

♪ Tabernacle ♪

♪ Tabernacle ♪

This way.

Now.

Why do I suddenly have a bad feeling?

Do you not want to do this?

Of course I don't. But when has that ever mattered?

I want to know what you're trying to tell me.

I'm listening.

The drawings.

They're his story.

Simon.

He's trying to remember.

"Do you know who I am?"

Yes. I know who you are.

You're the pastor of this church.

Let me help you remember.

And then you can tell me why I'm here.

Oh.

Kids.

You came.

Would you look at that? Time got away from me.

Didn't mean to leave you hanging.

Oh, sorry about all the mud.

Life of a dairy man.

Just finished up with the ladies.

Uh, the cows, that is.

Well, you came all this way. Come on in.

I don't bite.

Right this way.

You have a lot of old stuff.

Yes, I like antiques.

Please, have a seat.

I'll make some tea.

Chamomile? Earl Grey?

- Oh, we don't need anything. - Oh, nonsense.

Everyone needs a little tea in the evenings.

Peppermint?

I see lights.

Turn off the car so they won't see us.

Oh, shoot.

Livvy.

You're a lucky girl.

Once we get the ball rolling on the school,

it's all gravy.

Uh, Mom, do you wanna see something

I think you'll find very interesting?

I have something that will make Maddie Nears--

Enough!

Maddie Nears is small potatoes.

We're here to pick up KC's donation check

which will clinch the school for us.

The Nears girl is not our problem.

But she and the rest of them are up to something.

I know it. This is proof.

Okay? It's not fair!

Oh, sweetie.

The world isn't fair.

And the fact that at your age you still don't understand that

means I'm doing something right.

I've worked really hard

to give you everything that I never had as a child.

And I did that all on my own.

The only one you can count on is yourself.

Remember that.

Here we go.

- Ah-ah, careful! - Mm.

It's hot.

Wouldn't want to burn you.

So...

tell me...

why are you really here?

You can't be that worried about what happens to a school

you'll be leaving in a few months.

What club do you want a donation for?

You look sort of artsy.

Art club?

Uh, we don't want a donation.

We want information.

Information?

On, uh...

who you really are.

Please.

We need you to tell us what you know about ghosts.

Ghosts?

The ghost world?

My best friend, he's alive, and he's stuck.

And I have other friends in there too.

And they'll get stuck inside that school

- or that horrible church-- - This is all rather odd.

I think you both better be leaving now.

No! It-it's a matter of life or death.

It's not about what you've done.

What I've done?

Why, I haven't the foggiest notion

what you're talking about.

Okay. Uh, maybe we better go.

We can't go.

Not without knowing more. We can't.

I think your friend is ready to leave, dear.

I like your ring.

It's been in my family a long time.

Since 1912?

Longer, I suspect.

But I wouldn't know.

Because of course you weren't there. Right?

Well, how could I be?

You tell us...

Mr. Van Heidt.

Hmm. It's been a long time since someone's called me that.

We won't tell anyone

who you really are

if you just help us.

I promise.

It's funny, you know...

When you're around long enough,

nothing you do really matters.

You can just outlast every single consequence.

Is that...

Dr. Hunter-Price?

Well, it really is Grand Central tonight.

Excuse me a moment.

I'm very eager to talk more when I return.

Do you hear that?

Hear what?

No voices.

- Oh my God. - Sorry.

Xavier, oh my God! He's making a run for it!

Maddie!

- Wait! - Oh shit!

Maddie!

Maddie! Maddie! He's got a gun!

Maddie!

You've got to be kidding me!

Hold on, Maddie!

Maddie!

Maddie!

Maddie, stop!

Van Heidt, stop!

Simon was right.

He visited them after they died.

But then something happened.

Something dark.

Van Heidt!

Van Heidt!

There was a lightning storm.

And Van Heidt got out.

You got stuck.

You drew those.

Their story...

and yours.

Ralph.

You were forgetting.

Getting lost in here.

All this time.

I know the truth.

You were their protector,

and you were trying to save them.

But you couldn't.

Your grief trapped you in here.

You got so lost in helping everyone,

you forgot everything.

Pastor...

I remember the children.

I remember what happened.

I remember you!

Simon!

Simon, don't!

Simon!

Simon!

Go, go, go! Go! Simon!

Hold on, Simon! We're coming!

- Go! Go! Simon! - Go! Go, go, go!

- Go! Simon! - Simon!

- Simon! - Simon, no! Simon!

Simon!

Simon!

- Where is he? - Simon!

Maddie! Where are you?

Maddie! We're in here!

Say something and we'll find you!

Maddie!

Stop! You can't keep running!

Maddie, where are you?

Maddie!

Well, would ya look at that.

You're one lucky young lady.

Maddie!

That was a gunshot. Come on!

Maddie!

Maddie!

- Oh. - Oh my God.

What the fuck is happening?

He's gone.