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(dramatic music)

(woman singing)

(Lilly crying)

- It's okay Lilly, it's over.

- What was that? - I don't know.

- We have to do something.

We have to get help before she gets somebody else.

- Who the hell is gonna believe us?

I myself am having a hard time believing this.

- Call your uncle Mike.

He's a detective and he has to believe you, right?

- Yeah, yeah you're right.

Uncle Mike will know what to do.

I'm call him right now. (Lilly crying)

- [Announcer] 47 yards for a touchdown.

- Come on, pick up.

- [Announcer] Kept Michigan on top right

through the four quarters.

- Hey, Uncle Mike, it's Ben.

Where are you?

We need to talk.

- [Mike] Are you okay, Ben?

- Yeah, we're okay. (car horn honking)

We just ran into some crazy shit man.

You're not gonna believe me when I tell you this.

- Well, I just got home from the police station.

Slow down, don't get in an accident on the way here.

I'm here waiting for you.

- Okay, yeah, we're on our way.

We're coming. (Lilly crying)

(phone thudding)

It's okay, babe, we're going.

(Lilly crying)

(doorbell ringing)

- Oh, it seemed like you guys took forever to get here.

Scared me to death.

I about had a heart attack.

Come on in.

Let's go in here.

(Lilly crying) Here, have a seat.

Do you guys need anything?

- No.

No, we're good, we just, we just need to talk.

- So, what's this about?

(light dramatic music)

- We went to Dog Lady Island and--

(Lilly crying) - Hey, hey, hey, it's okay.

It's over.

(Lilly sniffling) Don't cry.

- Ben, what happened?

Were you two out doing something

you shouldn't have been doing?

- Honestly, yeah.

We went out to that island and everything

was okay until this thing popped up out of nowhere

and it was this gnarly, unreal entity

and she tried to kill Lilly.

She wrapped this rope around her neck,

and she started to drag her,

but then I took out my machete and I cut the rope,

and then we tried to get out of there

and run as fast as we possibly--

- Hold on a second.

Someone attacked you?

I don't know what I would do if anybody ever harmed you.

And machete, what were you doing with a machete?

Let's start from the very beginning, okay?

- Okay.

But you're not gonna believe a word of this.

- Well, I'm all ears.

(light dramatic music)

(birds chirping)

(gravel crunching)

(Ben sighs) - What are we doing here?

I've heard a lot of bad things about this place, Ben.

- Oh, come on, Lilly.

You don't believe in all that nonsense do you?

I mean, yeah, I've heard stuff too about this place,

but we both know it was just some made up stories to try

and keep people from trespassing on the island.

- I guess so.

I mean, how could any of it be true, right?

- Exactly.

Come on, I'll grab the basket, we'll go out

and we'll have some fun.

- Where?

- On the island, silly.

Come on, it'll be exciting.

You just said so yourself, there's nothing to be scared of.

- Then why is there a machete in the basket?

- In case I need to cut out a little spot

in some brush, weeds, or trees.

What else did you think it was for?

- I don't know.

I guess I do feel a little safer

in case there's wild animals or something.

(Ben chuckling)

- Okay, well, let's go.

And this'll be great, I promise.

It'll be like our little island of privacy.

- [Lilly] Hm.

(Ben sighs) (car beeping)

(light dramatic music) (birds chirping)

(geese honking) How much further?

- [Ben] Not much further.

I just wanna be out in the woods a little ways.

- Why in the woods?

This looks pretty private right here.

- Are you seriously scared again?

Listen, please relax.

I just wanna be out of view in case somebody else

decides to come out there.

- That doesn't help me relax.

The thought that somebody else could be watching us.

That creeps me out.

- Babe, trust me, we're the only ones out here.

Besides, I actually think it's kind of exciting.

Just me and you alone out in the woods.

(light dramatic music)

- We do have a whole island all to ourselves

to do anything we want.

It's a little kinky.

- It is.

Actually, this is perfect.

And there's an opening in the trees.

I can see the stars, the moon,

and your beautiful face.

- Here, I'll spread out the blanket.

- Okay.

- What's in the basket?

- I just brought some of your favorite wine,

cheese, crackers.

- I didn't know you planned this all out.

What's the special occasion?

- You know I've been thinking a lot lately about you, Lilly,

and I just realized how much I love you.

- That's the first time you've ever said that to me.

- Well, um, do you feel the same about me?

- Are you kidding me?

I mean, yes, I love you, too.

Oh, I am so relieved you finally said it.

I've been wanting to tell you for so long.

- Well, here.

And here's to us and hopefully many more nights like this.

- Hm. - Cheers.

- Cheers to that. (glasses clinking)

(light music)

(light moaning)

It's everything; the wine, the island,

you saying you love me.

- I hate to break up the romance, but I gotta take a piss.

- You sure know how to kill a mood.

All right, hurry up.

I need you to keep me warm and safe.

- Trust me, I'll be back soon.

(owl hooting)

- Ben, you're so sneaky.

I didn't even hear you walk up.

What are you doing?

I can think of something better for you

to do while you're down there.

Ben, stop trying to scare me.

You're so not funny.

If you don't quit, there is no round two, mister.

(dramatic music) (Lilly screaming)

(Lilly coughing) Ben, help!

(Lilly coughing)

(Lilly crying)

(Lilly screaming)

- Lilly, hang on!

- Ben, help! - Let her go!

Lilly, hang on.

(machete thudding)

Wake up, come on, you can't die on me now.

Come on, get up.

Get up, get up, get up. (Lilly coughing) Come on, get up.

Let's go. (dramatic music)

Come on, we can make it but we gotta move fast.

She's right behind us, come on.

- Baby.

- Lilly, I am not leaving you.

Get up, get up, she's right behind us!

(Lilly screaming) - Ben!

- Get away!

Hang on, Lilly, I got you.

(flesh squishing)

Come on, babe, get in.

We're almost there. (Lilly crying)

(car door slamming)

(car engine rumbling)

(car engine roaring)

(Lilly crying)

It's okay, Lilly.

It's over.

It's over.

- [Lilly] Ben, what was that?

- [Ben] I don't know, I don't know.

- Frank, thanks for coming out on short notice,

but under the circumstances I gotta check this one out.

- No problem, Mike.

Sorry to hear about your nephew and his girl.

You know these kids these days,

they'll take a rumor or a story,

turn it into something to scare people.

- Well, I gotta get to the bottom of this one.

I mean, I'm with you. (light dramatic music)

The story my nephew told me is so far fetched,

I mean, I gotta believe somebody pulled

off an elaborate prank.

But I'll tell you what else, they coulda killed somebody.

I mean his girlfriend, she's got rope marks

around her neck where he was hung.

Serious assault.

- I do hope you find 'em.

I don't need this thing getting any

more publicity right now.

I got a buyer who's interested in buying the island,

and turn it into campground.

Boat docks, full hookups for campers.

And they're willing to pay me a lot of money.

- Well, I'll keep it as quiet as I can.

Here comes my partner now.

We'll take a look around.

I'll let you know when we're done.

- Hey, Mike.

There's a guy that lives at the end of the road.

Dan Schuster I think his name is.

He knows the whole history of the island.

Should check with them.

Maybe he's seen somebody out here last night.

- I'll check it out.

- Hey, guys. - Hey!

- Sorry I'm late.

I got caught by a damn train on the Pleasance and Dunbar

and then it come to a screeching halt.

Is it always like that?

- Yeah.

I avoid that intersection every day.

You're from Monroe, right?

- Well, yeah, but--

- Everybody knows about that damn train.

- Yeah, but I don't come this way.

Heard a lot of rumors about that island

and none of it's any good.

- You don't really believe this place is haunted, do you?

- Well, I am superstitious.

Maybe, sorta, kinda.

Hell, I don't know.

- (chuckles) Listen, we gotta get going on this,

we got another case to check up.

- That's good 'cause I don't wanna be out there

any longer than I have to be.

- All right, chicken shit, let's go.

(dramatic music) (engine rumbling)

Well, here we are.

- [Jared] Man, even in daylight

this place gives me the creeps.

- Are you kidding me right now?

There's nothing going on on this island.

This is a prank gone bad, and when I catch these kids,

they're gonna have to deal with me.

That's my nephew we're talking about.

(ground rustling)

What in the world is this?

You see this?

- That's funny, I've got the same thing over here.

- Huh.

Looks organic but it's definitely,

I've never seen nothing like it.

Here, go ahead and bag that.

What else you see over there?

- Hey, wait a minute.

Look at this.

- What is that?

- I haven't seen no material like this before.

- Might be a piece of evidence.

You know? - Look at that.

(dramatic music)

- Hey!

Mike!

You all right?

- Yeah, I think I'm all right, yeah.

I'm good, I'm good.

- Man, you better not be pranking me.

I'm skiddish by being on the damn island as it is.

- Not like that.

I don't know what just happened, but.

Let's get this evidence and get outta here, okay?

- Hell yeah, this place gives me the heebie jeebies.

- I told you, Lilly, your whole life

all the stories about that island and to stay away.

Why?

Well, let me ask you again.

Why in the hell would you go out there

to that place after everything I told you?

(light dramatic music)

- I just thought how could any of that be true?

I thought people made stuff up

to stop kids from trespassing.

I'm sorry, Grandpa.

I should've listened to you, I'm sorry.

I will never ever step foot on that island again.

- Please, please.

- [Lilly] I'm sorry.

- Nice little sweet little Lilly, don't cry.

I'm just thankful you're okay.

You're all I got left after your mom

and dad were killed in that boating accident

by that damn island.

- I know, Grandpa.

I missed them so much.

Just like you miss Grandma.

We're family.

We gotta stay together.

From now on I'll listen to everything you say, I promise.

I'm so so sorry.

- Okay, little lady.

Let's get you cleaned up and I'll make you dinner.

So, just relax, everything's gonna be okay.

I will never let anybody or anything ever harm you.

I promise.

- Sounds good to me.

I'll get cleaned up.

We'll have a nice relaxing evening.

I need it after last night.

(birds chirping)

- Good afternoon, sir.

- Who the hell are you two and what the hell do you want?

- Are you Dan Schuster?

- Yes, this is the one and only.

Like I said, what do you want?

Hey!

You look very familiar.

Have we met before?

- I don't think so.

I get that sometimes.

Maybe I look like somebody you met.

I'm sure I'd remember you if I met you.

- Look sir, we're not here to bother you.

We just wanna know if you've seen anything suspicious

going on on that island.

- That island's cursed.

Stay away from it.

And no I didn't see anything because you couldn't beat me

with a stick to go anywhere near that place.

- Well, I heard you know a lot of history about the place.

Maybe you can enlighten me and my partner

with some of your stories.

Help us figure out what's going on out there.

- Yeah, uh, let's go inside.

Come on.

- [Mike] Good idea.

- So, listen.

I know more about that place than I want to

but I guess if it could help end a curse on that island.

Yeah, sure, I'll tell you everything I know.

- Well, we're all ears.

What do you know?

- Well, it all began way way back when the French came

and fought with the Indians in this area.

Battle of the Raisin River, as such.

The chief, his sqaud and children stayed on the island

to protect ancient burial grounds.

And they asked the French to leave

that one piece of land alone

because it was important to them

and their ancestors were buried there.

Well, the French, greedy bastards that they were at the time

had other plans for that land.

(dramatic music) (ground rustling)

- Chief Strong Wolf, we are asking you and your family

to leave the island.

You have no choice.

(speaking foreign language)

We have plans for this land.

- We will stay.

We will not leave.

You take and you take and you take too much.

No more.

We cannot let you desecrate the holy lands

of our ancestors.

- Then you leave us no choice if you are still here

when we return.

The blood of your family is on your hands.

- The blood of my family is a small price to pay

for the honor of our ancestors.

We cannot give you this land.

It is not ours to give.

Leave now.

(ground rustling)

- Oh, my dear.

I don't want our children in danger.

Isn't there something that can be negotiated

to protect us?

- I'm scared, father.

What are you going to do to protect us?

- Be brave, Misu.

Don't be frightened.

It is not the way of our people.

I will call mighty Mohegan, the wolf spirit, for protection.

(light dramatic music)

Mohegan.

(speaking foreign language)

Mohegan!

Mohegan!

(man screaming)

(speaking foreign language)

Mohegan!

(gun popping)

(light dramatic music) - Okay, fire!

(guns popping)

Fire!

(man hollering)

(thudding)

- Run, Misu, fast.

- No. - Get to your father, run.

Now. - No, no, no, no.

I have to stay. - Listen to me.

- I won't leave you. - Get to your father!

(thudding)

No, no.

(man groaning)

- Get them!

(gun banging) (body thudding)

- [Chief] Misu!

- I do not need this to take care of you.

- [Chief] Misu.

No, no, no, no.

No, no.

- I'm not afraid, father.

I'm brave now.

I'm brave.

- [Chief] You're brave, Misu.

You are brave.

It is the way of our people.

- Come on, come on.

(dramatic music) Let's do this.

(Chief yells)

(thudding)

(men groaning)

(neck snapping)

(guns banging)

(thudding)

- Mohegan.

(thudding)

- Gather up the bodies.

Bury them and their precious blood.

- [Dan] Story has it that night the soldiers made camp,

drank their wine, laughing.

They had no remorse for what they had done.

- [Mike] What happened next?

- [Jared] Yeah, sir, what happened?

- That same it is said that every soldier was killed.

Each with their throat ripped out

by some sort of wild animal.

- Come on, Jared.

You're not buying into this, are you?

This is just too much.

- Sir, please continue.

- Like I said, nothing good ever happens on that island.

It's always a tragedy.

Remember that.

So, years later in the 1920s a wealthy couple

purchased the island.

They were happy, in love, they had two children.

The man was a successful businessman,

Mickey McMullin, and his wife Arielle.

They built a beautiful home on the waterfront.

But again, tragedy came soon.

(light dramatic music)

(light music) (birds chirping)

- Arielle, my love.

I'm just so happy.

We got everything we need right here in this house.

You and the children.

I'm just so blessed, I love you.

- Oh, Mickey.

I just can't believe the life we've been given.

You work so hard.

I sometimes feel like I don't deserve

everything we've been blessed with.

I feel like we should somehow give back to the people.

- I had this idea.

We got all this extra room in the house.

Why don't we open a school for girls?

From disadvantaged situations.

You know, like we were coming up on the streets,

the homeless in that orphanage was awful.

There's no real education, there's no nutrition,

there's no opportunities.

You and me, we were lucky.

We got adopted into good homes.

- Oh, Mickey.

You have such a big heart.

You're so giving.

- You like the idea?

School for girls?

- Yes, yes! - Okay.

- It's wonderful.

And the children, they would love to have

the extra friends their age on the island too.

I mean, yes, it's perfect, let's do it.

(birds chirping)

(knocking)

Oh, Mickey.

This is why I love you so much.

You have the biggest heart.

You're so giving.

- So, what do you think?

A school for girls?

- [Arielle] Yes, yes!

It would be so--

- Father, there's three men at the door.

(dramatic music)

- Mickey, who would be here this time of day?

- I have no idea.

(door creaking) (suspenseful music)

- Mickey, how are ya?

Long time no see.

- Sammy.

I'm well, you?

- Pretty good.

Big step up from the orphanage, huh?

Look, I know you're a very successful businessman now.

Beautiful home, nice family.

So, I came down here with my two associates,

Paulie and Tony here, and we wanna talk some business.

- What's it about?

I know you didn't come here to talk to me about my family.

- Oh, no, but I'm part of a family now too, you know.

Anyway, we have a very good business proposition

to offer you that could benefit you and your family.

- Well, as you can see, we're doing very well.

I was just telling my wife I'm very happy here,

got everything I need right here on the island.

- For old time's sake, we're gonna stay friends

on this one, Mick.

You get my drift?

(light dramatic music) - You threatening me?

- No, no, not at all.

Come on, Mick.

I like you.

If I didn't I wouldn't be here talking to you.

- So what's this deal you got?

- Well, we're moving our stuff across the lake from Canada

and I need a place to keep it so I can bring

it down to Angelo down at the Northwood Valley, you know?

- I don't even have to think about this.

I'm not gonna risk my family and my freedom

for something illegal and prohibited like alcohol.

- Hey, listen.

Like Sammy says, we gotta stay friends on this.

- I'm not your friend.

I don't even know you two.

I mean, Sammy, we were just in an orphanage together.

He was a punk then, he's a punk now.

- Oh, wait, wait.

You can't talk to the boss like that.

Listen, we actually like you or we wouldn't be asking you.

- Come on, Mickey.

For old time's sake.

We're paisanos.

Let's sit down and talk.

- We're not used to being told no.

You don't wanna make that mistake right now.

- Hey, get the hell off of my property, Sammy.

All right?

And take your two goons with ya.

The answer's no.

Maybe it's time somebody told you no.

I'm not gonna be intimidated by gangsters.

(door thudding)

- Hey, Mickey!

That's no way to treat an old friend.

We'll be back tomorrow.

I'm sure you'll change your mind.

(suspenseful music)

(bells dinging)

- Mickey, who was that?

I heard you yelling at them.

- Nothing.

Remember when we were kids and bullies

like Sammy Venalli would try to push us around?

- Yes, how could I forget?

You always stood up to them even if it meant

getting into trouble.

Why are you bringing that up?

- Because I didn't put up with his bullying back then

and I'm not about to start now.

- Do we need to be worried?

- No. - What do they want?

- No, nothing.

No need to worry.

They made me a business proposition and I said no.

Told 'em I didn't want the money and their trouble.

Don't you worry, my love, no.

They'll find a different spot to do what they do.

(knocking)

(light dramatic music)

- [Sammy] Open up or we're coming in!

- [Mickey] I told you no!

Now what the hell do you want?

- I said we needed to be friends in this.

You leave me no choice.

Come here!

Come here! - Don't you lay

a finger on my family!

Sammy!

Come on, now.

- You shoulda listened.

(thudding)

(gun popping) (dramatic music)

- Father, father!

Why are you doing this to us?

Please leave my parents alone!

- Please stop!

Why are you doing this to us?

No, father, father!

- Please don't die. - Father!

- You take care of your mom. - No!

- You take care of your mom. - Please, no!

Father, please!

Father! - No!

- Come back!

(Arielle sobbing)

- You need to save him!

(hands slapping)

- I need you to take Mickey and these kids.

Take 'em out on the lake.

Make sure they sink all the way to the bottom.

- Hey, boss.

What about the lady?

- Tie her up.

We'll get back to her later.

- Hey, boss, I thought women and children were off limits.

We should let the kids go at least.

- What the hell is wrong with you?

We can't afford to have any witnesses.

Including those kids.

- What about the wife?

- You know, Paulie is loyal.

Does whatever I ask him to do.

Every now and then I throw him a bone,

let him have a little fun.

- Well.

Okay.

- Get it done.

You shoulda took the deal, you dumb Mick.

(suspenseful music)

- [Boy] Let me go!

Let me go!

No!

(dramatic music)

- [Man] Shut up.

(engine rumbling)

- Listen, bitch.

You're lucky to still be alive.

Too bad I can't say that about your husband and kids.

They're at the bottom of that Lake Erie.

- Why don't you just kill me?

I have nothing left to live for.

I hope you go to hell!

- It's time for some fun.

(thudding) (dramatic music)

I'll be back later, sweetheart, for some more fun.

You get some rest now, huh?

(light dramatic music) (Arielle sobbing)

My babies.

(metal clattering)

(rope creaking)

- [Sammy] Hey, Paulie, go check on the dame.

It's time to get rid of her.

- Yeah, boss.

Hey, boss, maybe I got time for a little bit more fun

before we get rid of her.

- [Sammy] Is that all you ever think about you sick bastard?

Go get rid of her now.

- I think we should just leave.

(light dramatic music)

I think we've done enough to these people.

- What are you talking about, huh?

What, are you getting soft on me, Tony?

I said it's time for some more fun.

- Enough!

Go find her and get rid of her, now!

You got a problem with that?

- Okay, boss, I will.

Where the hell did she go?

- I don't know, but we better find her

before Sammy goes crazy.

Is she under there?

- No.

- Jesus.

- Where the hell is she?

- [Paulie] I don't know, boss, she freed herself.

- What the hell?

Did you at least find out where the money was

while you were doing whatever the hell you were doing?

- We're still looking for her, Sammy.

- What the hell are you waiting for?

Get outside.

You guys check the back, I'll go through the front.

I don't believe this shit!

(suspenseful music)

(birds chirping)

- What do you make of this, Tony, huh?

A noose.

- Well let's find her before the boss goes nuts.

Come on!

(leaves rustling)

- Where you at, sweetheart?

(dramatic music)

I'm ready for some more fun.

Whoa. (guns banging)

(guts squishing)

(thudding)

(man groaning)

No, please!

I'm sorry, no! (dramatic music)

Please, no, no!

- Paulie, Tony!

What are you shooting at?

Where are you?

Paulie!

Tony!

What the hell?

Whoever did this, you're a dead man!

A dead man, you hear me?

Come on, I'm waiting for ya!

(light dramatic music)

It's you.

(gun banging)

You.

You're a witch!

An evil witch!

Your family deserved to die.

What the?

What the hell?

(gun banging)

(Sammy groaning)

(suspenseful music)

(birds chirping)

(ground rustling)

(light dramatic music) (thudding)

(magical music)

- Come on, Jared.

I can't believe we've been sitting here listening

to this crap this long.

I'm not buying any of it when we could

be out there getting some real evidence.

Let's get outta here.

- Detective, if you think I'm wasting your time,

there's the door.

I'm telling you this because I really think

your part in this puzzle is to figure out

how to end the curse.

- Why would you think that?

- This may sound kinda strange but you have

an uncanny resemblance to the man in the next story, Alex.

He lived on the island in the 70s.

- So what in the hell are you saying?

I'm related or something?

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

You're creeping me out here.

Are you telling me that my partner's a ghost?

- Come on, Jared.

- Related, maybe.

But no, no ghost.

Let me tell you the last of it.

(light dramatic music) The next couple

that lived on the island were hired

as groundskeepers by the new owners.

Beautiful couple with two children.

Very caring parents.

Alex.

Angel and...

The two kids, Billy and Kelly, they were my friends.

I used to make deliveries to that damn island.

The bikers did horrible things to that family.

Lucky and Dago, they got away.

So, Angel's forever trapped on the island

in dog lady form until she has complete revenge

killing all who harmed her family.

- Are you serious right now?

So, you're saying some dog lady thing

attacked my nephew and his girlfriend?

- Yes, and from what you told me,

the dog lady didn't attack your nephew, just his girlfriend.

- Why would that be?

- I'd find out her bloodline.

She must be related to one of the bikers that got away.

- Come on, I've heard enough.

I'm not buying that.

Let's go, Jared.

- Wait a minute, Mike.

- You know this guy's nuts, right?

- Let's see if we can make sense of it.

- Got worries about you too.

Here it is.

Look at this couple.

Now take a look at the picture of Alex from the 70s.

- Mike, look!

- So what?

So we look alike, big deal.

- This is why I'm telling you everything.

I think you're connected in this repeating curse

and you can end it once and forever.

- You know, I just can't believe we've been

wasting all this time sitting here listening to this.

I'm not buying any of it, okay?

Come on, Jared.

Let's go.

- Do me one favor.

No, do yourselves a favor.

When you get back to the station look into your cold cases.

You have to have records of people

that have gone missing on the island.

The cops, you guys, never went after anybody

because you could never find any bodies.

Do what I just told ya, then you'll start to see.

- Like I said, you're crazy, old man,

and I can't believe you're buying this stuff.

Let's go!

- Thank you, sir.

(Dan sighs)

(gate squeaking) (birds chirping)

- Wow, that guy really had me going.

- Dude, you guys look just alike.

- Enough already.

I told Ben we'd go see Lilly today and check up on her.

Let's get going.

(birds chirping)

(car engine humming)

(knocking)

- [Lucky] Yeah?

- Is Lilly home.

- Why?

- I'm Ben's uncle.

He asked me to check on her today while he was at work.

- Wait a minute.

I know you. (dramatic music)

I know you.

People don't come back.

Back from the other side.

I mean, you can't come back!

What do you want?

You can't have my granddaughter.

You can't!

(door thudding)

- Wow.

Ben didn't tell me Lilly's grandpa was crazy.

I hope she's all right.

- Man, today's getting stranger and stranger by the minute.

Let's get the hell outta here.

- Hey, Lilly!

Come down here.

- Yeah, Grandpa.

What's going on? I heard you yelling at someone.

Is everything okay?

- Nah, everything's not okay.

I did something.

Something bad.

A long time ago and I thought it would just go away

but it's coming after you.

(light dramatic music) And you're all I've got.

- What's going on?

You're scaring me.

- I can't tell you everything, but I can tell you this:

it took place on that island.

So I gotta go there, I gotta settle this

before it comes and hurts you again.

- No, Grandpa, don't go out there.

I love you and I don't want that thing getting you.

- Don't worry, she ain't gettin' anybody else.

I'm gonna find a way to stop this.

- Oh, please don't!

- (hushes) Pumpkin.

I love you, I'll be back.

(door squeaking)

(door thudding)

(knocking)

- Mike, Jared.

Where the hell you been all day?

- Sorry we didn't check in, Chief.

There was an incident last night.

We had to investigate.

- My nephew and his girlfriend, they were attacked.

We had to check it out.

- Where was the incident?

- Dog Lady Island, sir.

- What? (dramatic music)

That damn place is nothing but trouble.

They oughta dig it up and let the lake flood it over.

- I agree with you.

The place gives me the creeps.

- Well, we're here now, what did you want anyway?

- You better watch the way you talk to me.

I'll bust your ass back down to traffic cop.

You speak to me with respect.

- Okay, sir.

Yes, sir.

Can we go now?

- Get the hell outta here.

Chasing teenage pranks.

Do some real police work!

We don't have time for that.

And stay the hell off that island!

I'm warning you.

Stay the hell off that island!

(door thudding)

- Mike, what is-- (hushes)

- Come on.

- What is it with you two?

You always get Chief going.

Man, that shit stress me out.

- I don't know about that guy.

I mean, there's something deep inside me.

I don't know what it is, but I just can't stand him.

I mean, he's like the only person I hate.

- All right, well, let's just get to work

before he starts checking up on us.

- You're right. You know what, I'm sorry for getting you

in between his bullshit.

I'm gonna go down to records and I'm gonna

check out that island.

- Wait a minute.

He said to drop it.

Are you looking to get demoted?

- Since when do I listen to him?

(phone buzzing)

Hold on a second.

Hey, Frank, what's up?

- Mike, I thought I told you to keep

this incident on the down low.

I just got a call from the purchaser

that's interested in the island.

They said they saw it in the local news

about the attack on my island.

- Sorry about that.

- What the hell?

- What do you want me to do? She had rope marks on her neck.

I had to send her to the hospital, I had to do a report.

That damn newspaper, they stick their nose

into everything negative.

It's like they feed on it.

There's nothing I could do to stop it.

I'm sorry.

- Well, I hope I don't lose my deal

over selling this god forsaken place.

Good day.

(phone beeps) - He just hung up on me.

Um, I'm gonna go down to records.

- [Dorothy] Hey.

- Hey, Dorothy.

Do you think you could go down to records room

and you got any records pertaining to Causler Island?

- You mean presently Dog Lady Island, right?

- Well, Chief told me not to go digging around

the Dog Lady Island so I'm going with the old name; Causler.

- Yeah, I have a lot of records pertaining to that property.

- Well, if you wouldn't mind going down

and getting 'em, I'll be in the interview room.

- Okay.

Hey, Mike, here's the box that you're asking for.

- Oh, thank you.

- You know, Mike.

I find it so strange that the chief is so interested in

this box even before he came to our precinct.

- Really?

I do find that strange since he wants nobody else

digging into the history of this place.

- Yeah, right?

- I'll tell you what.

I'm gonna sit right here, I'll go through it,

I'll let you know when I'm finished.

- Okay, sounds good. - Thank you.

- Thanks, good luck.

(light dramatic music)

- Missing.

What the hell's going on out on that island?

(suspenseful music)

(muffled talking)

Zanderfeld.

Missing.

Oh.

Who is she?

(dramatic music)

(Mike groans)

(light dramatic music)

- Are you awake?

- [Alex] Yeah, good morning.

- Good morning.

(light music)

I love you, Alex.

- And I love you too, Angel.

I just can't even believe we landed a job like this.

We got our own private island.

All we gotta do is keep it clean

and it's hard to believe we get paid for this.

- Well don't forget the owner was pretty specific

about not allowing trespassers on the island.

- I don't think that's anything to worry about.

I mean, how much trouble could

this little town of Monroe be?

(Angel chuckles)

We have our own private island we could just run

around naked on all day.

When the kids aren't around, of course.

We've gotta do some cleanup over by the ancient burial site.

The totem pole.

- [Angel] Oh yeah?

- Yeah.

- Have you heard all the stories about

that wolf curse or something like that?

- Why, are you scared?

- No.

I just think it's cool that if anybody tried

to harm us I could summon that dog lady

and she would kill them all.

- Would you quit talking like that?

Nobody's gonna harm us out here.

You psycho.

(Angel sighs)

- I think I'm gonna go wake the kids up

and get them to help us.

- [Alex] Yeah, go have fun.

- Yeah.

- [Alex] Let's do that.

(birds chirping) (light music)

(ground rustling)

- Hey, Mom.

What's this?

It's so cool.

- I think it's gross.

Those claws and teeth?

That's sick.

- I mean, it looks like a genuine Indian artifact to me.

We'll definitely get it checked out.

- You're not thinking of selling it.

I want you to keep it.

- But if it's worth money I'll get you a new bike.

How's that sound?

- Okay, yeah, sell it!

A new bike?

Really?

- That's not fair.

I helped you find it.

- Your sister's right.

We'll get you something too,

but don't count your chickens till they hatch.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- Eh, your mother will explain it to ya.

Let's go.

(birds chirping)

- Alex.

- Hey, man. - Delivery.

- No worries.

- Hey, um, look what my kids dug up.

This tribal looking necklace over by the totem pole.

You know anything about Indian artifacts?

- Angel, you should take that off.

(light dramatic music) I mean, I heard it's bad

luck to mess with the stuff that's buried on the island.

- Well, if it's real maybe it's worth money.

- There's ore to that necklace than you want to know.

I'd put it back if I were you.

- Are you trying to scare us, Dan?

You're joking, right?

- No jokes, the curse is real.

- Okay, I think you should leave before you scare the kids.

- All I'm trying to say is--

- Don't say another word about that curse.

Just leave.

- Okay, but be careful.

- You know, maybe he's right.

The owner of the island told us

not to tamper with the burial sites.

- (sighs) Yeah, I guess you should go bury it

back where it was, I don't wanna lose this job.

- But what about my new bike?

- Listen, if we lose this job,

tampering with stuff on the island,

you're never gonna get a new bike.

Sorry, bub.

Give it here.

(birds chirping)

(rock music)

(engine rumbling)

- Let's check it out.

I told you guys this would be a great spot

for us to party and camp.

It's perfect.

- I love this, man.

Let's go get the rest of the club.

- Think of all the possibilities, this is wild.

- Hey, what's up, guys?

- What's it to ya?

- Ain't none of your business, bro.

- It is my biz.

(dramatic music)

- How is that, I might ask?

- Listen, I don't wanna start anything.

I just work her eon the island and live here on the island.

Part of my job's to keep trespassers off.

- Hey, good luck with that, man.

We go where we want.

- Yeah, like we're not into being told

where and when we can go.

- Well, you can't come here.

I'm not gonna lose my job over trespassers.

(man whistles)

- Honey, what's going on?

- Nothing.

These guys were just leaving, right?

- Okay.

I'm gonna go get washed up for dinner.

- If dinner's almost ready maybe we'll be back to get some.

- [Biker] We all want some dessert.

- Listen, guys.

We don't want no trouble.

Just, come on, it's just me

and my family here on the island.

Just leave.

- Let's go, guys.

We'll be back.

- I don't wanna get the sheriff involved.

Don't come back.

- We're not scared of the sheriff,

so don't go running that line on us.

(dramatic music)

Can you believe the balls this guy has?

(man chuckling)

- [Biker] I'm not sure if it's balls or stupidity.

(engine rumbling)

(birds chirping)

- So, who were the guys?

- Just a couple bikers.

Nothing to worry about, I don't think they'll be back.

- Okay, well I'm gonna go get dinner started.

What a day.

First Dan the delivery guy and now the bikers.

- Well, maybe later we can have some alone time

after the kids go to bed, huh?

- That'd be the perfect end to any day in my book.

(engine rumbling) (thunder rumbling)

(rain pattering)

(muffled talking)

- [Biker] You guys.

This is cover for give your higher his shoes.

Where could they have gone?

(muffled talking) (ball smacking)

- Nice of you guys to join us.

You know what?

I really liked that little island.

And we're going back.

- What about the sheriff, man?

The dude was gonna call the sheriff.

- You think I'm worried about the sheriff?

They don't ever go after any real crime.

They spend all day writing speeding and parking tickets.

- But you know what they say, Dago.

- What do they say?

Please tell me, Twisted.

- You come to Monroe on vacation,

you fucking leave on probation.

(men laughing)

- That's true, man. That's why half my family are

down at Tazewell and Speedwell, Tennessee.

They don't step foot up here.

Got busted running that moonshine.

- Well we need to take a vote here.

This Wednesday night church meeting is in session.

For all those in favor of taking that island,

give me a hell yeah.

- Hell yeah. - Hell fucking yeah.

- [Biker] Hell yeah.

- Hell yeah.

(man laughing)

(glasses clinking) (speaking foreign language)

(light music)

(handles rattling)

(cabinet doors thudding)

(silverware clinking)

- So, kids, what do you think about tomorrow we go fishing?

- Wow, you think we'll catch a big one?

- I think it's gross.

I don't like touching worms

and I definitely don't touch fish.

Ew.

- Hold on.

Remember that next time we cook it for dinner.

If I recall, you really enjoy eating it.

- Well that doesn't mean I have

to touch it before it's cooked.

(both laughing)

- We're back. (light dramatic music)

Come on out, Alex.

We need to talk.

If you don't come out, we're coming in.

- Don't go out there.

- Well, I don't want 'em coming in here.

- I'm calling the sheriff, I'm scared.

Alex, the phone is dead.

The phone is dead,

it's not working. - They must've cut the lines.

I've gotta go out there.

Take the kids.

- [Angel] I'm gonna take the kids into the room.

- [Biker] Trying to call the sheriff?

No one's coming.

- [Biker] We told you we'd be back.

- And what do you want?

(dramatic music) (thudding)

Let me go. (fists thudding)

Let me go!

Get off me!

(biker laughing)

(fist thudding)

(dramatic music)

- Alex.

What have you done?

What have you done?

You're all going to prison!

Alex.

Alex.

- [Biker] Whatever, Take her in the house,

tie her up with something. - Alex.

(dramatic music) No, no!

Stop touching me.

No, no!

No, no!

No.

No.

(door thudding)

(light dramatic music) (Angel groaning)

No, no.

No, no, please, please, don't, please.

- [Biker] Get rid of these kids and this body.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa. - No!

- [Biker] Hold the fuck up, man.

Do you wanna go to prison for life?

We can't have any witnesses.

- Walk, walk, walk, walk. - Oh, Angel.

We're back for dinner.

Hey, Twisted, you don't fucking around?

Bring her out here, I got an idea.

(Angel groaning) (dramatic music)

Nice place you got here.

Looks like money.

For a donation to the club we might let you live.

What do you say, toots?

(Angel groans)

Are you gonna tell anyone about what happened here tonight?

If you do, I'm gonna cut your tongue out.

Hold her.

Hold her coffin steady.

Think I'm playing, bitch?

I'll do it, I'll fucking do it.

I fucking love this. (tongue squishing)

- [Biker] Oh, that looks fucking good on you.

(Angel coughing)

Let's drink.

(dramatic music)

(fire crackling) (crickets chirping)

- I gotta take a piss, man.

All right, be right back.

- [Biker] Once you uncork it you're gonna

have to keep going back and forth.

Don't piss out your balls. (bikers chuckling)

(light dramatic music)

- What the fuck, bitch?

(hand smacking) (dramatic music)

- What was that?

- What're you talking about?

- You hear something?

- [Biker] Go check it out, chicken bones.

- The fuck?

Right here.

(dramatic music)

- Where the fuck did those guys go?

(muffled talking) (women laughing)

You get lost?

(dramatic music) (thudding)

- What the fuck? - Jesus.

- Hey, that's some fucking

sick shit, man. - Oh, my God.

- [Biker] Come on out, motherfucker.

Whoever did this, you're dead.

- Yeah, you're fuckin' dead. - Do you hear me? Dead!

(suspenseful music) - What the fuck is that?

What the fuck?

- Get her, fucking hurt her! (girl screams)

She's a fucking witch.

(gunshots banging)

(women screaming)

(heads thudding)

- Let's get this bitch.

(coat rustling)

(thudding)

- [Biker] Let's get the fuck outta here, Lucky!

Go, go, go!

Drive, drive! (engine rumbling)

(light dramatic music)

(gasping)

(sobbing)

- Oh my God.

What is going on?

- Mike, are you okay?

- Yeah.

- [Dorothy] What's going on?

- I'm okay.

I don't know, I think I had like a blackout or something.

- [Dorothy] Do you want some water?

- No, I'm good.

- Listen, should I call for help?

- No, Dorothy.

Listen. - Okay.

- You just helped me more than you'll ever know.

Okay? - Sure.

- Here's the box, I've gotta get outta here.

I've gotta go, okay?

- [Dorothy] Call me if you need me, okay?

- I'm good.

Thank you, Dorothy.

- Hey, Chief.

- What do you got there, Dorothy?

I said, what do you have there and what did Mike want?

- He just wanted to look through some information

about Dog Lady Island, sir.

- What the hell is he doing sticking his nose in here?

I already told him stay away from that island.

- I think something's wrong.

He looked like he was traumatized

when he opened the box, sir.

- Do me a favor.

Get rid of this.

- I can't get rid of this box, Chief.

I'll lose my job.

- Then hide it, and hide it real good.

And that's an order.

- Yes, sir! (Dorothy sighs)

(birds chirping)

- Hey, old man! We need to talk. (gate creaking)

You know everything about that damn island.

I need some answers.

- [Dan] I do know about the island, but I don't know you.

- I'm Lucky, the biker who got away.

(dramatic music) (Dan chuckles)

No shit.

I always wondered what happened to you.

What are you doing so close to the island?

If I were you I'd stay away.

- It's that bitch on the island.

She's after my granddaughter,

so I gotta put an end to this curse once and for all.

- [Dan] That attack on the island,

that was your granddaughter?

- Yeah.

- Couple detectives came by asking about her.

- Yeah, well I think that bitch killed

my son and his wife too.

They were out water skiing by that island

and I think they got too close.

She got him.

- Just keep your granddaughter away from the island!

- Ah, it aint that easy.

I can't take the chance that her or even her kids

would go anywhere near that place.

I don't want anybody else to die.

- Are you willing to sacrifice yourself to make that happen?

- Oh, hell no, there's gotta be some

other way to finish this.

- I know the chief buried a spirit

Indian necklace on the island.

I think it holds the power of the curse.

Remove it from the island and it's over.

- Yeah, well, you know that detective

that's been coming around?

I know it's him.

I know it.

But we buried him in the bottom

of that quarry with those kids.

- He looks like him, maybe, I don't know.

I think he's just gonna help end it.

- Well how's he supposed to-- - I don't know!

- So all I gotta do is find that necklace

and get it off the island?

- Yeah, and I know where the necklace is

because the people you killed, my friends,

told me where the kids dug it up.

- So where is it, you son of a bitch?

(light dramatic music)

- For the sake of your granddaughter,

not you, you piece of shit.

It's that the Indian burial site

at the foot of the totem pole.

- Yeah, well I know where that is.

I'm gonna get it off the island tonight.

- Get outta here.

(keys jingling)

(gate creaking)

(Dan sighs)

(phone buzzing)

- Hello?

- Mike?

It's Lilly.

- Lilly.

- I need your help.

- Are you okay?

- No, I'm fine.

It's my grandpa.

I think he's going back to the island.

I don't want that thing to get him.

He said something about settling this once and for all.

I'm really worried.

- Okay, okay, relax.

Me and my partner will head over there.

Don't worry, your grampy will be okay.

- Okay.

Okay, thanks, Mike.

- Oh, and Lilly?

What's your grandpa's name?

I mean, we stopped by there earlier

and he was kinda freaked out.

- He goes by Lucky.

It's his club name.

He's just a superstitious old biker.

- Lucky? (dramatic music)

Did you just say Lucky?

- Yeah.

Yeah, why, is everything okay?

- Everything will be okay.

We'll go over there right away.

- Okay.

Thanks again.

He's all I got for family.

- What was that about?

- That crazy old man, that biker dude, his name's Lucky.

Can you believe the coincidence?

- As in Lucky the biker that got away Lucky?

- Yeah, I guess, whatever.

Anyway, he told his granddaughter he's gonna head

over to the island, settle the score, end the curse.

She's afraid he's gonna get hurt.

- I don't wanna head back out on that island, Mike.

- I know, but if that old man gets hurt,

Ben and Lilly, they're never gonna forgive me.

- And the chief will never forgive us.

- We just tell him some crazy old biker

is out there threatening to shoot somebody.

- He did tell us to do our job.

- Let's go out there before something goes down.

- Hello?

- Ben, are you off work yet?

- Give me a second, hold on.

Talk to me.

- It's my grandpa.

He's going back to the island to get that dog lady thing.

I called your Uncle Mike and he's on his way over there.

- Well, I'm coming to get you.

And I know I swore I'd never go to

that damn island ever again,

but if your grandpa's in trouble we've gotta help him.

I'm on my way.

- Thank you.

And Ben?

I love you so much.

- I know, I love you more.

I'm coming.

(light dramatic music) - God damn it!

Where the hell is this place?

(leave rustling) (Lucky groaning)

Been a long time.

That's it.

(Lucky groaning)

(Lucky sniffling)

(hatchet thudding)

(leaves rustling)

Come on, come on.

(branches cracking)

(suspenseful music)

Shit!

Come on, get yourself together, Lucky.

Come on, where is this damn necklace?

Yeah. (dramatic music)

This is it!

I got it!

You hear that, bitch?

I got it!

(phone buzzing) - It's the chief.

Hello?

- Where the hell did you guys get off to now?

- Well, sir, we're doing our job.

There's a crazy old biker named Lucky out on the island.

He's making threats.

We're gonna make sure he doesn't

hurt himself or anybody else.

- Did you say Lucky? (dramatic music)

- Yeah, why?

- I haven't heard that name in years.

I thought that old bastard was dead by now.

- You know him?

- Years ago.

Anyway, I'll be right out.

Maybe I can help out with this guy.

- What'd the chief say?

- He said he'll be right out and help us

since he used to know the guy.

- Uh, the chief doesn't like you.

- I know, right?

Let's get out there before it's too late.

(car engine rumbling)

(car horn honking)

(light dramatic music)

(door thudding)

- I got here as soon as I could.

- Let's hurry before something happens to my grandpa.

- [Ben] I know, let's go.

(car engine rumbling)

- I got your power, bitch!

It's over!

It's over!

- Lucky, are you out there?

- Lucky! (light dramatic music)

- Your man's back.

He's looking for me, too.

So I guess I'll just have to take care

of both of you at the same time.

You hear that, witch?

(gunshots banging)

- Lucky, we're here to help you.

- Mike, I'll drop him, tell him to put that gun down!

- Calm down, Jared!

He ran off.

- What, bitch?

You want me?

You come any closer and I'll shoot your man.

I killed him before and I'll do it again.

Yeah, that's what I thought.

I got the power now, witch.

Back off!

- Lucky!

Lucky, we're here to help you.

(suspenseful music)

(gunshots banging) (light dramatic music)

(Mike groans)

- Mike! (Mike coughing)

Oh my God you're hit.

Oh my God.

You better not die on me, don't die!

I gotta go get help.

I gotta go get help. - It's too late, Jared.

I know who I am now, I know what I gotta do.

- Don't you do this to me, don't do this.

Don't you do this to me.

Don't die on me.

- Please, watch out for Ben, all right?

- I gotta go get help, don't you do this to me.

(Mike groaning) Oh God.

(dramatic music)

Oh my God.

Oh shit.

- He's out there somewhere.

We have to find him.

- Okay, let's go get him.

I really can't believe we're on

this damn island again though.

- Lilly, what are you doing here?

I told you never to come out here.

- Grandpa, I had to come.

- You and Ben gotta get this necklace off the island.

- What? - It'll lift the curse

and destroy that dog witch lady.

- Lucky, what are you doing, man? You gotta come with us.

- Yeah, Grandpa, I'm not leaving without you.

- Listen, Lilly, you gotta get this necklace off the island

or we'll all gonna die.

- I'm sorry, Lilly, we gotta go.

Come on!

- Okay, okay, but be careful, Grandpa, I love you.

- Let's go. - Get her outta here, Ben!

(crickets buzzing)

Maybe you'll stay dead this time, Alex.

As for that witch of a wife of yours, her time is up.

(dramatic music)

Stay back!

Stay back! (gunshots banging)

(Lucky groans) (flesh squishing)

(light dramatic music)

(Alex sniffling)

- Angel, it's me, Alex.

I came back.

I'm so sorry I couldn't protect you and the children,

but I'm so sorry.

- Alex, you don't have to be sorry.

I've just been out there for so long.

- Oh my God.

It's that.

Look, it's the kids, can you see the kids?

- [Angel] Where?

- They've been waiting for us. - My babies.

My babies.

- Oh my God. - Oh my God.

- They've been waiting for us. - My babies.

(bugs chirping)

(gate rattling)

- [Chief] Jared, get in!

Get in the back, kids!

I got backup on the way.

Are you okay?

- I'm all right.

But Mike, Mike is dead!

- My Uncle Mike is dead?

- Man, I'm sorry you gotta find out like this,

but Mike is dead.

- Oh, Ben, I'm so sorry. - Oh my God.

- Wait, what about my grandpa?

- I don't think he made it either.

I seen the dog lady going after him.

- But. But he said if we got this necklace

off the island it would be over.

It would be over! (Lilly crying)

- This place is cursed.

Cursed! (dramatic music)

Your grandpa and I, we used to be friends.

Back in the day we were bikers together.

We swore we would never come back to this place.

My name was Dago.

Dago, you believe that?

(dramatic music)

Ah, wait, what! (Dago screams)

- Go, chief! - Oh my God, run!

(heart squishing)

(doors thudding)

(suspenseful music)

- We should be all right here, man.

Backup's on the way.

- What the hell happened to Lilly? Is she dead too?

- I have no idea.

There's some crazy shit.

(engine humming)

(light dramatic music)

- [Cop] The chief's dead!

Your hands, I wanna see 'em!

Let me see 'em!

Get outta the car!

- [Lilly] What happened?

- [Cop] The chief of police is dead

and you're covered in blood,

what the hell do you mean, what happened?

- I don't know.

- What do you mean you don't know?

- I don't remember!

- [Cop] We have to get to the bottom of it.

- Look, it's Lilly. - Oh my gosh.

- She's okay!

- Lilly, is that really you?

- Ben, what happened?

- Oh my gosh, I thought I lost you. I love you so much.

- What the hell's going on now?

I'm never gonna be able to sell this damn place.

Shit!

- [Cop] Jared, what the hell happened?

- I can tell you what happened

but you ain't gonna believe one damn word of it.

(dramatic music)

(woman singing)

- Finally it's over. (lighter clicking)

Or is it? (Dan chuckling)