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(fire crackling)

(footsteps)

- So, what happened back there?

- I got carried away.

- I think we all got carried away.

- I didn't mean to.

Is she really annoyed?

I am sorry, for real.

- She could have been really hurt, is all.

- [Paul] Well I hope they come back.

- All we can do now is wait.

- Right now would be a really good time to have our phones.

- We left those for a reason.

- I'm just saying if we had them--

- Well, don't!

You don't have to say everything

that comes into your head all the time.

- [Chris] Hey, guys.

- Chris?

- [Chris] I smell smoke.

Where are you?

- [Gabriel] In the smoke.

(footsteps)

- I don't mean to alarm you.

- Good start.

- But we should go inside.

Like right now!

(door hinges creak)

(foreboding notes)

- [Paul] Was it the smoke?

- What's happening, Chris?

- I think there's somebody watching us.

- You saw somebody?

- I don't see anything.

- Very inconspicuous.

- So what did you see?

- A woman.

- The girls are back?

(eerie music) - No, no.

The woman from the cemetery.

- What woman, Chris?

- At the cemetery.

There was a woman with a giant skull tattooed on her face.

- You didn't think that was worth mentioning?

- I said I was seeing things.

- Seeing things, yes.

Seeing a woman with a mysterious skull tattoo

on her face, no.

- Those are quite distinct.

Although, technically, skull-faced women are things.

- There's only one woman.

There's just one.

- I don't see a woman.

- (sighs) Me neither.

- It's possible she left.

- Are you sure you're not just seeing things?

- No.

- Well, maybe we should just lie low for a while.

Just to be sure.

And to let this smoke clear.

(eerie discordant music)

- How many times are you gonna do that?

- How much do you think I can do?

- What do you mean?

- Like how crazy can I get?

'Cause I mean we saw what Paul and Allie and Maria

could do this morning.

- Right.

- I dunno what I can do.

- But I thought you didn't like to use your,

you know.

- I've been trying to focus on the chair thing as of late.

Pick something.

- What?

- Pick something!

Anything, so I can, you know.

- Do that.

(mysterious atmospheric synth)

(plastic creaking)

- Ten.

(electrical zap)

- What?

- Ten times.

- Okay.

So what's next?

- Just do it.

- What do you mean?

- Just do it.

Not to anything just, do it.

(mysterious atmospheric synth)

(picture smashes)

(wall tears)

(whoosh)

(foreboding electronic music)

- Uh.

- Run!

- Where's Paul?

- Get in.

- Floor it.

(van revs)

(Chris shouts)

- Uh, Paul?

Paul?

(van revs)

Paul!

(shouts)

(police siren)

- What the hell, Paul?

- I knew she'd do that.

- Really, you knew?

Could you maybe next time let me out of the van

before you try to steamroll some ghost lady thing?

(police siren)

- Gimme a break.

- Chris.

- What?

(sharp synth note)

(car door slams)

(policeman shouts)

(whoosh)

- Has everyone lost their mind?

- I was just fiddling with the wiring a little bit.

You thought I was going to crush the car

or steer it into a pole?

So, what was that?

- A teleporting lady with a skull tattoo on her face.

- So where do we go?

- Here.

(birds chirping)

- Cool.

- Yeah.

(peaceful music)

(door creaks)

(country blues music)

(door knock)

- He found us?

What do we do?

- On the count of three, I'm going to open the door.

And then you guys'll,

you know.

One, two, three.

(Chris and Paul scream)

- You big, dumb idiots!

- That's assault!

- We didn't know.

- Thought you might be dead, is what she means.

- Yeah.

- Well, we're not.

Somehow.

- Who wants a drink?

(upbeat pop music)

? I took a drive with some friends ?

? to watch some fine bands play. ?

? We slept in sleeping bags ?

? We walked where we were drunk all day ?

? But then we walked in in that crowd of strangers ?

? And we split from our mates ?

? I got to know you and we stayed the whole day through ? (music fades)

(birds chirping)

(coffee dispensing)

- Good morning.

- Morning.

- You look like a sack of crap.

- Thanks, yeah, probably has to do with the fact

that I am absolutely exhausted.

- [Gabriel] Yeah, that'll do it.

But hey, at least we've made it.

- What?

This is it, this is the end of the trip?

- Oh yeah.

- This was the master plan, a weekend at the lake?

- What did you expect?

We were just gonna keep going forever?

- I guess not, I thought it would just

be something more climactic.

- Sorry to disappoint.

- So this is it, alone in the woods.

You're not secretly some sort of serial killer, are you?

(slurping)

- Hmm, because so far you've kidnapped me,

severed all my connections to the outside world,

and now you've brought me to a secluded place.

- Let's go for a walk.

- Hmm, trying to separate me from the pack.

Hey, wait for me.

(serene music)

Not an ideal place for a Brazilian blowout.

- Not really, no.

- Dude, you're hogging the deck, scooch over.

(water lapping against the dock)

So, this is the lake.

- It is indeed.

- It's nice, idyllic.

- Yeah, it's a nice spot.

- How come we never come up here?

- Honestly, man, there's a lot of bad memories

wrapped up in this place for me.

- It's a shame.

- A crying shame.

We used to come up here all summer when I was a kid

back when my parents were together.

- They split up when you were like, 12, right?

- Yeah, around there.

- Was it messy?

- It was a bloodbath.

- Sorry, man.

- It's okay, honestly, it is what it is, right?

In a way it's made me who I am today.

I never would have met any of you guys if I hadn't moved

to the city with my mom when it happened.

- I guess that's true.

- My father was a writer, he used to come up here to write.

He drank too much, said it was all in the job description.

I hated him for a long time after the divorce.

Took me a while to realize he's just a man, a broken man.

- Do you guys still talk now?

- No, not really, but I don't hate him

and I don't obsess over it.

- Damn.

How'd you get there?

- It was a lot of work, and also I threw his typewriter

into the lake and that really helped.

- I'm sorry, what'd you do?

- One summer I came up here alone and I took his typewriter,

came right to the edge of this dock and I threw it in.

(laughing)

It didn't go very far and you can still see it over there.

- Oh yeah.

(laughing)

- It was really cathartic for me.

I thought maybe if you're ready

we could do the same thing to the chair.

We're here all week, I'm not gonna force you.

Obviously you would choose if or when.

- I'm not sure I'm ready,

but I'm ready to try.

I didn't realize how much of an obsession

it had become for me and I lost sight of what's important.

- You're going through a lot, man.

I don't think anyone blames you for the way

you're processing your mom's death.

- I know, I just mean, with all the chaos and, you know.

I think I have a clearer sight of what's important.

Let's push this puppy in the lake.

(zapping)

(zapping)

- Sorry to interrupt your breakthrough.

(zapping)

but I can't have your ruin this chair.

- Who are you?

- What do you want?

- And why do you care about the chair?

- Jeez, calm down, one at a time.

I feel like I'm playing a game of 20 questions or something.

- You can't just ambush us and teleport us around

without any warning or permission.

- And what will you do, call the cops?

I saw you guys ditch your phone on the highway.

- And even if you call them, by the time they get here,

in the middle of nowhere, we'll be long-gone.

Without a trace.

- Well there'd be one pretty significant trace.

(camera clicking)

- Well I, I mean, I just sort of meant it as a figure of...

Who is this guy?

- What do you want?

- No, first I want you to tell us who you are.

- That doesn't matter.

- Actually, as a matter of fact,

it establishes your credibility

as to whether or not we should listen

to you regarding how to proceed.

- Seriously, who is this guy?

- Now that, that doesn't matter.

- All right, all right, I will indulge you,

if only to shut you up.

- Kinda rude but I appreciate the sentiment.

- My name is Grimly, this is Shapes.

Shapes, give us a wave.

This is Spacer.

We, like you, have developed abilities.

We are part of an interconnected collective

of individuals across this country

who have found ourselves in similar situations.

Our job, as part of that collective,

is to keep tabs on people with abilities

and to hunt down the items that create them.

- So you're trackers?

- Yeah, I guess you could say that.

We've been keeping an eye on you, Chris,

for the past few weeks as you've developed your,

whatever it is, from the chair.

- The chair?

- [Grimly] Yeah, the giant hunk of metal in front of you.

- No, I know what the chair is,

I was just asking--

- The chair passes on energy to whoever touches it

in a sort of kinetic transfer.

The more movement, the more energy.

Since you idiots have been traveling around

with it strapped to the roof of your van,

the energy has intensified, and so has the leak.

- Okay, so what do you want?

- We want to keep you safe,

and we need to keep the chair safe.

- With keeping everything safe, what's with all the pursuing

and stalking and attacking and whatnot?

- Attacking?

You totaled Shapes' car.

You've been running away from us.

We've done nothing but try to approach you.

Look, I'm sorry if it took spooking you

with a little ambush or whatever, but you guys are volatile.

We can't trust you with your abilities

so we can't trust you with the chair.

- So what do you want, to take the chair?

- [Grimly] Exactly.

- Fine, just take it, leave us alone.

(zapping)

- No, are you kidding me?

- What, what are you doing?

He's throttling your powers.

- You're not going anywhere with that chair.

The whole purpose of the trip was for you to come here

to this lake, so that you could throw it in and be happy.

Everything that's been going on with these,

whatever's been happening,

has thrown the schedule completely off.

It's distracted all of us from the purpose of the trip.

- You're wrong.

- Pardon me?

- You're wrong, it hasn't made us forget

the purpose of this trip.

The purpose of this trip is for Chris

to get over his obsession with the chair.

- [Allie] He's right, and Chris just gave it to them.

- No, he needs to push it in the lake.

- No, he doesn't, you need him to throw it into the lake.

(somber music)

- Take it.

- Well, now that you've all come to your senses.

If you would close your eyes you'd stop blocking us.

Please be careful with your powers.

Maybe we'll catch up later some time.

(zapping)

- Are you all okay?

- Yes.

- Yeah

I'm Sorry.

- That was wild.

(calm music)

? I was born an architect ?

? Always building anything I could get my hands on ?

? You were born the engineer ?

? Keeping my mind clear ?

? Always the one to depend on ?

? I thought up a thousand stories ?

? Sitting in my front lawn ?

? Never wrote them down ?

? You thought up a thousand worries ?

? Pointed all the fingers ?

? It's the dust that made you frown ?

? Remember when I got all decked up ?

? In my best clothes with my best bud ?

? Was hoping you would be there ?

? You got all dolled up ?

? In your bright red shoes, they left you some ?

? Sister did your hair ?

(calm music)

? Chaperones they never know whether or not to worry ?

? Give them something to talk about ?

? Your voice on the telephone saying ?

? Darlin' what's the hurry? ?

(music fades)

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