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Oh, Ce se intampla. Uitati-va la voi!

Da bine! Yeah! Yeah.

Hey!

Bea!

Ai pierdut!

Ok, noroc.

Kate, este randul tau.

Sa ii trimit un mesaj?

Liz Murphy ar trebui sa nu mai posteze poze cu mancarea facuta de ea.

Am inteles, Liz, esti vegan.

Nu stiu. Ma gandeam sa o incerc.

Nu eu. Imi place sa mananc ce si cand vreau.

Nu asa te ingrasi?

De la prea multe calorii te ingrasi, eu niciodata nu trec peste 1,200. Vezi?

Am nevoie de asta. Cum se numeste?

"Countdown to Skinny." E asa de bun. Merge 100%.

Ne mai jucam?

Acesta este?

Nu. Ciudat. Ce este aia?

"Daca ai putea afla cu exactitate cand urmeaza sa mori, ai mai vrea sa stii?"

Infiorator.

- Asta e tot ce spune. - Minunat!

Ok, joc nou. Hai sa il descarcam toti,

si oricine moare primul trebuie sa bea toata bautura de pe masa.

- Ma bag. - Bine. Sunt asa de terminat.

Am iesit. Nu ma pun cu asa ceva.

Nu fi asa de ....

E doar o aplicatie.

Ok.

- Aceasta este? - Mm-hmm.

O secunda.

- Sunteti gata? - Sa o facem.

- Mm-hmm. - Am primit 63 de ani.

Oh!

Frumos. La mine spune 32.

Eu am primit 22.

La tine ce spune, Court?

Court?

Um, spune ca mai am doar trei ore de trait.

urmeaza sa mori!

Oh!

Ai pierdut! Bea tot.

- Dumnezeule. Evan, vino aici. - Ce?

Am descarcat o aplicatie care ne spune cand vom muri.

Uitati-va la prietenele voastre.

- De ce ai descarca asa ceva? - Nu stiu. Am facut-o cu totii.

Ar fi bine sa nu imi omori cea mai buna prietena.

Sunteti ridicoli.

- Be tot, Court. - Da. Da.

- Ai pierdut. - Ce?

- Ai pierdut un pariu, asa ca trebuie sa bei. - Pana la fund! Haidee, Court.

Astea sunt toate pline. Faci misto de mine?

Te-am prins, iubire.

- Multumesc. - Da.

Uita-te la asta. Chivalry nu e mort.

- Aprinde. - Da. Voi merge.

A fost a lui Kate...

Oh!

Iubire, nu poti conduce. Esti terminat.

Stii ca eu conduc mult mai bine cand sunt beat.

Nu este amuzant

Glumesc.

Hai sa mergem pe jos pana la mine acasa.

Oh, Dumnezeule.

Te rog, nu imi spune ca esti inca ingrijorat de aplicatia aia tampita.

Iubire, jur, Nu o sa te omor.

Stiu.

Haide. Sa lasam masina aici.

Urasc cand faci asta.

Ok. Stii ce? Bine. Voi merge singura.

Courtney. Courtney, haidee.

Courtney, haide! Sunt bine! Hai in masina!

Te rog nu face asta.

Ti-am spus ca merg pe jos.

Bine. nu conteaza!

Chestie tampita.

Stop!

Multumesc.

- Nu e rau. - Da.

Quinn, poti da jos televizorul?

Oh, sigur.

Nu te ingrijora. Ea este una dintre cele mai bune.

Hey. Ti-am spus nu poti continua sa vii aici.

Aici este azbest si plumb, si Dumnezeu mai stie ce.

Inca un minut, te rog?

Ok. Bine. Doar un minut.

Doar ca sa stii, daca ceva de aici ma omoara, ma intorc si te bantui.

E normal sa fii speriat. Operatiile pot fi infricosatoare.

Dar vei fi bine, Iti promit.

Nu e asta.

Adica, este si asta, dar...

Lasa. O sa crezi ca sunt un psihopat.

Ooh. Acum trebuie sa imi spui.

Nu poti arunca asa cuvantul "psihopat" fara sa imi spui.

Nu inteleg.

Este o aplicatie care iti spune cand vei muri.

Amice, pe bune?

Stiu. Am spus acelasi lucru.

Dar am stiut ca urmeaza sa ne prabusim.

Asteapta, a mai fost cineva in masina cu tine?

Nu, ea nu a urcat, um,

pentru ca acea aplicatie i-a spus ca urmeaza sa moara in noua minute,

apoi noua minute mai tarziu am facut accident si un pom a cazut chiar peste locul ei.

Deci, te simti de parca ar fi murit.

Dar nu e asa, corect? Ce va spus asta despre aplicatie?

Ea a murit.

A murit in aceiasi noapte.

Am stiut, bine? Am fost chiar langa ea.

Iar acum spune ca voi muri in timpul operatiei, deci...

Asculta-ma. Esti suficient de destept incat sa stii

acea aplicatie a fost facuta de un ratat in subsolul casei parintilor lui

incercand sa sperie lumea.

Haide.

Minutul a trecut.

Evan. Ti-am spus ca asta este limita.

Nu poti continua sa te intorci acolo.

Stie.

Are nevoie doar de un minut doar pentru el.

Mm-hmm.

Urmeaza-ma.

Rahat.

Surpriza!

Am auzit ca ai trecut testul.

Oficial, esti unul dintre noi.

- Unul dintre noi. Unul dintre noi. - Ok. Ok.

- Ciudatilor. - Tu esti ciudat.

Oh, Dumnezeule.

- Multumesc. - O meriti.

Este felia num�rul trei?

Dap.

Deci vreti diabet?

Bunicul obisnuia sa bea doua baxuri de cola pe saptamana,

si a trait 94 de ani. Asa ca, sunt bine.

Stii, exista o aplicatie pentru asta, in caz ca vrei sa fii sigur.

Facuta de un pustan in 237 ti-a aratat si asta?

De ce cineva ar vrea sa stie cand va muri?

Eu vreau sa stiu. Cum se numeste?

Countdown, cred.

Nu vred ca Dumnezeu a intentionat ca noi sa stim asta.

Dumnezeu are cate un plan pentru fiecare.

Nu e treaba noastra sa intrebam cand.

Multumesc. Nu e normal.

Rahat! Voi trai doar pana la 87 de ani.

Va trimit si voua aplicatia.

Nu vreau aia in telefonul meu.

75 de ani. Asta ma va face de... 98.

- E o porcarie! - Este?

Am alergat 10 kilometri in dimineata asta. Voi?

Zero. Dar, voi trai pana la 87 de ani. Asa ca, am castigat.

Ah.

Ajutor! Am nevoie de ajutor.

- Hei, usurel, usurel. - Inapoi, inapoi.

- Ce a luat? - Nu stiu.

- De cat timp este asa? - Nu stiu.

Sa luam doua miligrame de Narcan.

Quinn, adu-mi OPRK-ul.

Te rog. Haide, te rog.

- Ce e asta? - Va contracara drogurile.

Daca nu este prea tarziu.

- Haide, iubire. - Haide.

Hei, daca o faci, fa-o acum.

- Ok. Incepem.

Haide. Haide. Vine. Vine.

Gata.

Usurel. Gata.

Usurel. Bine ai venit inapoi. Ti-am adus prajitura.

Usurel. vei fi bine.

Gata. Usurel, Usurel.

Nu vei mai avea nevoie de insigna de student, astistent Harris.

Multumesc.

Deci, unde vrei sa continui petrecerea diseara?

Oh. Nu pot.

Vreau doar sa termin hartogaraia.

But rain check.

Sunt mandru de tine.

Gonna hold you to that rain check.

Hei, Scott.

Intrebare rapida. Incerc doar sa incarc I-9.

Ce fac daca nu am pasaport?

Foloseste certificatul de nastere. Ai asa ceva, nu?

Nu. Dar cred ca stiu unde este. Hei, Te pot suna inapoi?

- Da, sigur. - Ok. La revedere.

Rahat.

Isuse. Jordan!

- M-ai speriat de moarte! - Shh. Il vei trezi pe tata.

Ce naiba faci in wc?

El este Joe.

Vrei sa iti pui un tricou, Joe?

Foarte mult.

Hmm. Cred ca ar trebui sa pleci.

Cred ca e o idee buna.

Chiar a fost o intalnire placuta...

Nu ar trebui sa lasi baietii sa vina.

Nu poti sa imi spui ce sa fac.

Nu esti mama.

Bine, daca as fi fost, nici prin cap nu ti-ar fi trecut sa faci asta.

Ce faci aici, Quinn?

A trebuit sa vin acasa sa iau cateva lucruri pentru munca.

Lasa-ma sa ghicesc. Acum ca ai luat, urmeaza sa pleci?

Ne vedem peste alte sase luni. Misto.

Jordan.

- Jordan. - Pleaca.

Am vesti bune.

Oficial, sunt asistenta.

- Bravo. - Quinny Bear?

E tot pe ziua de azi?

Este bine. Imi pare rau, tata. Nu am vrut sa te trezesc.

Hei, vino aici.

Iti este foame? Vrei sa iti incalzesc ceva?

Nu. Mi-am incalzit deja. M-am trezit dis de dimineata.

Hei. Daca ai putin timp liber sambata,

vom merge sa punem alte flori la mormantul mamei tale.

Um...

Bine. Sigur. Suna bine.

Grozav. Bine. trec sa te iau sambata.

- Ok. - Ok.

- Bine. - La revedere, tata.

- La revedere. Te iubesc, scumpo. - Te iubesc.

Hello?

Ok. Avertizare de doua minute.

Daca vrei sa folosesti baia ar trebui sa o faci acum.

Ai fi surprins sa stii cati oameni spun, "Sunt bine,"

si apoi....

Ai nevoie de ajutor?

Nu, Ma descurc.

Bine. Ma intorc imediat.

In niciun caz.

Hei. Sunt la munca. Te pot suna inapoi?

Ok. La revedere.

Ce naiba?

Courtney?

Court?

Hei. Ce se intampla?

A fost un accident.

Pacientul a murit in casa scarilor. Ei cred ca s-a aruncat.

Cine a fost?

Pustiul de la 237.

- Evan? - Da.

Esti bine?

Da.

Um...

Au facut deja curat in camera?

- Hei, Rach. - Asistenta Amy vrea sa te vada.

Doar ce mi-a spus sa ii faci camera.

E bine, Voi avea grija. Ar trebui sa mergi sa vezi ce doreste.

Bine. Multumesc.

Hei, Quinny.

Hei, tata. Deci, um, Stii, pentru Sambata,

Am verificat la spital si trebuie sa merg la munca.

Nu-i nimic. Munca este importanta.

Putem merge intr-un alt weekend, bine?

Da. De fapt, asta merge de minune.

Unchiul tau, Doug, face o echipa.

ore suplimentare.

- O vom face cand ma intorc. - Ok. Multumesc, tata. Te iubesc.

Si eu te iubesc, Quinny.

- La revedere. - La revedere.

Fara apeluri personale cand te grabesti.

Imi pare rau. Nu se mai repeta.

Ar fi bine.

Imi pare rau.

Nu am vrut sa te sperii.

Aparatul doamnei Thompson s-a oprit.

- Te superi daca ma uit? - Nu.

Saraca femeie este in coma de cateva saptamani.

Stiu. E trist.

Cred ca pompa 4 trebuie resetata.

Rahat.

- Sunteti bine? - Da.

De fapt, nu.

Hei, hei, hei.

Hei. E bine.

- E bine. Vorbeste cu mine. - Nu.

Care e problema? Ce s-a intamplat?

Nimic. Am avut doar o zi proasta.

Imi pare rau.

Prima zi ca asistenta si deja ma incurc.

Hei. Uita-te la mine.

Esti o asistenta buna.

Ok?

Esti desteapta.

De fiecare data cand intri in camera unui pacient, il faci sa zambeasca.

Asta e un dar, ok?

Vino aici.

Primele zile sunt grele.

Ar trebui sa ma intorc la munca.

- Scuza-ma. Imi pare rau. - Imi pare rau.

- Quinn? Te pot intreba ceva? - Sigur.

Iti amintesti de scrisoarea de recomandare pe care m-ai rugat sa o scriu?

- Da. - Am gresit.

Imi vine sa te sarut.

Oh, Nu cred ca ar fi normal.

Hei, hei, hei. e ok.

Uite. Nu trebuie sa stie nimeni, ok? Poate fi secretul nostru.

Quinn, iti place sa ajuti oamenii, corect?

Poate ne putem ajuta reciproc.

- Nu ma simt confortabil. - Uite. Hai sa...

Nu! Am spus nu!

Da-te de pe mine!

Opreste-te!

Isuse Cristoase, Quinn. Ce naiba ai patit?

Adica, ce naiba. Vad cum te uiti la mine.

Ma tachinezi?

Uite...

Imi pare rau.

Am crezut...

Asta este total neprofesional. Imi cer scuze.

Ok?

Hai sa ne intoarcem la munca, ok?

Sigur.

Hei, asistenta Amy?

Da, Quinn.

Iti pot vorbi o secunda?

Amy, trebuiesc verificate semnele vitale ale doamnei Klein.

- Merg imediat. - Asta e important.

Asistenta Amy. Acum, te rog.

Quinn, putem vorbi cu alta ocazie despre asta?

Ok, voi, aceasta aplicatie Countdown,

Am inceput sa aud si sa vad lucruri.

de exemplu, aseara, mi-am vazut varul

care a decedat in aprilie.

l-am vazut, iar el a vorbit cu mine.

Stiu ca este real,

si se joaca cu mine.

ASe joaca de-a soarecele si pisica, o pot simti.

E ca si cand s-ar hrani cu fricile mele.

Timpul meu s-a scurs.

Si se simte...

Oh, Doamne. Oh, Doamne. Oh, Doamne.

E aici! E aici!

Ajutor! Ajutor!

Quinn! Ce faci?

Ai fost evacuat sau ce?

Jordan, asteapta. Asteapta o secunda.

Nu pot sa cred ca un gandac de bucatarie te-a speriat in halul asta.

Unde este? In bucatarie?

Oh, Dumnezeule.

Ce naiba ai facut telefonului tau?

Oh. Eu, um...

L-am scapat.

De unde, din avion?

Ai o notificare de la ceva numit "Countdown."

Spune ca mai ai doar o zi.

O zi pana ce?

Nimic.

Ok. De ce te porti asa ciudat?

De ce nu esti la scoala?

Tata a fost intr-o calatorie de serviciu.

Deoarece este vina ta ca doamna Talbot sta cu ochii pe mine,

Am crezut ca pot sta aici.

Oh, Jordan, acum nu este momentul potrivit.

"Daca ai putea sti cu exactitate cand vei muri,

ai vrea sa stii?"

Oh, Dumnezeule.

Din cauza asta te porti ciudat?

Pentru ca o aplicatie ti-a spus ca mai ai o zi de trait?

Nu. E fals, evident.

Bine, vreau sa stiu.

Nu!

Care este problema ta?

Imi pare rau ca nu poti scapa de doamna Talbot, dar nu poti ramane aici.

Haide. Nu am cerut niciodata nimic.

Ti-am spus, nu e momentul potrivit.

Doamne. Inca de cand a murit mama,

ai fost naspa.

Nu face asta. Nu ma face sa ma simt prost ca sa obtii ce vrei.

Doar ca sa stii, orice ai fi crezut ca eu si Joe am facut seara trecuta,

cu siguranta vom face la noapte.

Ah!

Urmatorul.

Telefonul meu doar ce s-a stricat.

Nu imi explic de ce. Mereu il lasi din mana asa usor?

Pentru ce il folosim, in primul rand?

De obicei pentru mesaje si Facebook.

Ai mai multa putere de calcul in buzunar

decat nasa cand au trimis un om pe luna,

si tu il folosesti "in special pentru mesaje si Facebook."

Deasta este umanitatea blestemata.

Stii ce? Nu am nevoie de atitudinea ta.

Unde este managerul tau?

Il chem acum. Asteapta putin. Asteapta.

Buna. Eu sunt managerul. Pot sa va ajut cu ceva, domnisoara?

Doar ce ai pierdut un client, desteptule.

Da? Crezi ca ma pot descurca sa gasesc altul, sau...

Urmatorul!

Am nevoie de un telefon nou.

Ok. Ce specificatii cauti?

Astea sunt noi.

Da. Sigur. Acela.

Ok.

Daca poti astepta... pana pornesc cardul...

Bine.

Nu conteaza. Am incredere.

Ceva in privirea ta spune ca esti o npersoana complet normala si sanatoasa la cap.

Vrei sa iti transfer datele de pe sim?

Nu! Vreau altele noi.

- Telefon nou, numar nou, serviciu nou. - Ok.

Pentru 100 de dolari pot sa ii fac jailbreak.

Poti avea orice aplicatie ai nevoie.

Nu, il vreau asa cum e.

Ok.

Unde mergi.

Asta e bine?

Te pot ajuta si cu altceva?

Nu.

Ok.

Urmatorul.

- Ce naiba e asta? - ce?

Aplicatia asta!

De ce este acolo?

Ciudat. ai cumparato?

Cand puteam sa fac asta? Doar tu l-ai pornit.

Ok. Respira adanc.

Um... O vom dezinstala. Iata.

Nu te lasa sa o dezinstalezi!

Da-mi-l mie.

Bine. Suntem pe Yelp. Docul este wireless.

te rog sa lasi un review. Apreciaza-l.

Hei. Despre ce aplicatie vorbea?

Hei! Vezi pe unde mergi!

- Scuze. - Curva proasta.

Imi pare rau.

Iar tu? Esti idiot?

Uite ce ai facut Lexus-ului meu!

Hei! Cu tine vorbesc!

Hei! Hei!

Laso in pace.

- Ce vei face? - Ce voi face?

Poti pleca si nimeni nu va fi ranit.

Sau poti ramane si sa afli ca sunt putin dus cu capul.

Adica tipul de nebun care abia a aflat ca urmeaza sa moara,

si poate ma simt ca si cum as vrea sa mai iau pe cineva cu mine.

Alegerea iti apartine. Chiar nu imi pasa.

Stai calm omule. A fost o nimica toata. Isuse.

Esti bine?

Si tu vezi lucruri, nu e asa?

Da.

Ce vreau sa stiu este, de ce noi?

Pentru ca noi am descarcat aplicatia.

Nu, nu e asta.

Si altii au descarcato, si au aflat ca vor trai 100 de ani.

Imi spune ca nu am respectat termenii licentei.

Corect. Stii ca si mie mi-a spus la fel.

Ai citit?

Termenii si conditiile? Fiecare cuvant.

Pe bune?

Nu.

Vrei sa cumperi un bilet spre Antarctica? Hmm?

Nu poti.

Deoarece numai guvernul si Illuminati au acces la Antarctica.

Vezi? Fiii de curve!

Ok. Ce ar fi sa mergem in alta parte?

Nu, nu e nimic. Nu ai cum sa te intorci sa o citesti.

Cred ca acolo trebuie sa fie ceva care ne poate spune.

Oameni buni, trebuie sa va treziti.

Daca mergem acolo,

vom putea vedea cate o Antarctica la fiecare margine a pamantului plat.

Cred ca orice este posibil, Ger.

Ce ar fi daca ar exista o cale sa ne uitam inca odata la termenii licentei?

Hei, stai cu mine.

Ce ar fi daca gasim pe altcineva sa o descarce

doar asa putem vedea termenii si sa ii respingem?

Nu! E gresit.

Ai incredere.

Hei, intrebare pentru voi.

Have any of you heard about this new app that tells you when you're gonna die?

Sounds like bullshit.

Or maybe that's just what they want you to think.

Anyway, it's called Countdown.

I don't feel good about this.

It's fake. Like the Holocaust, huh?

Never mind. Go ahead.

Thank you.

"Camera. Microphone. Location."

Yeah, yeah, yeah. It's fine.

"User agreement. Accept terms and conditions?"

Wait, wait, wait! Are you crazy?

You should never accept the terms and conditions without reading them first.

Okay. "User shall use the application."

Yada, yada, yada.

"User shall accept the terms of his or her fate.

Any attempt to use information derived from Countdown to alter the user's fate

will result in a breach of this agreement."

Accept the terms of our fate.

Hang on.

I was supposed to take a train tomorrow to go see my aunt,

but the app said that's when I was going to die, so I canceled.

I canceled something, too, a trip with my sister and my dad.

Maybe this is when I was supposed to actually die.

Gerry, don't agree to that.

Trust me. You don't wanna know.

So, no matter what we do, we're gonna be dead in a couple of hours.

Well, well, well.

Looks like old Ger Bear's gonna live to be 91.

Figures.

Let's go.

I love this app.

Whatever's happening to us,

we think it's because of this app.

From what I've read online about hauntings,

there are spirits and then there are...

demons.

But I don't know. That's why I wanted to talk to an expert.

Yeah. I mean, it seems like demon stuff to me.

Well, when we talk about demons, we're usually speaking metaphorically.

Wait a minute.

So you don't think demons are real?

I'm sorry, but no.

Look, this stuff... It's not really what I do.

But I know someone who might be a little better...

qualified.

Hey, Quinn. Can I talk to you for a second?

Right. I wanted to talk to you about yesterday.

Give me two minutes.

Yeah. Great.

Because I have all the time in the world.

And now I'm talking to myself.

Uh. Yeah, hey, this one's taken.

Yo, buddy, I said this one's taken. Use another...

Hey, kid, use another stall.

You okay in there?

Hey, buddy, do you want me to get you some help?

Matt.

Where is it, Matt? Where is it?

Hey, you all right... Jesus. You're good.

Okay.

Wow.

I haven't worked here that long,

and that Dr. Sullivan is this integral...

Quinn, have a seat.

Okay.

This is Dave Andrews from HR,

Emily, our hospital administrator,

and you know Dr. Sullivan.

Dr. Sullivan told us what happened.

He did?

Yes, Quinn.

I felt obligated to come clean and tell them the truth.

This doesn't have to destroy anyone's life, right?

It was a simple misunderstanding, that's all.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

But you cornering me in my office like that,

that wasn't okay. It needs to be addressed.

I cornered you?

Look, you don't need to be embarrassed.

I'm just trying to stop something before it escalates, that's all.

Today's world of "he said, she said," you can't be too cautious.

I have to protect myself and my practice.

And the hospital.

Well, based on Dr. Sullivan's report,

I've recommended an immediate suspension.

- What? - Is that necessary?

Can't we just do counseling, or transfer her...

I don't believe this. He is the one who cornered me.

What? I don't get a say in this?

Quinn, if this is true, why didn't you just come to me right away?

I tried, but that asshole beat me to it!

We're trying to help you, Quinn.

Don't make it worse by lying.

Don't touch me!

She seems like a very unstable young woman.

We're leaving.

Matt, come on.

What's up with you?

Nothing.

Hello?

Hello?

Can we get some service out here?

Yo, will you show a little bit of respect?

Jesus. Shit!

Shh! Do you hear that?

Hello. Hi.

Hallelujah! I'm starving.

You guys got my Grubhub?

No.

No. We just have to ask you a question.

Do you believe in demons?

Big time.

Look, I know how hard this is to believe.

No, no, no.

I mean, yes. It's hard to believe,

but I want it to be true.

I mean, I don't want you guys to... of course.

But demons, whoo!

I mean, that's kind of what got me into the cloth in the first place.

Do you know, demons are mentioned in 19 of the 27 books of the Bible?

Yeah. The Gadarene Swine, the Simon Magus, the apocrypha.

I'm sorry. I don't mean to be geeking out on you. Just ahh!

I love this stuff.

I mean, the Bible is like the ultimate graphic novel.

You know, this whole thing reminds me of this old story from...

? Amen ?

? Amen ?

? Ah ?

Yes!

So, there was this young prince

whose father, a much-beloved king, was old, like brink-of-death old.

With the King in such bad shape,

it was up to the prince to lead the army into battle.

So he tracks down this old gypsy woman.

And he asks her if she can tell him, will he survive the battle?

The gypsy woman hands him a scroll with a number on it.

And that number is the exact moment of his death.

But she warns him,

"Don't use this to save yourself,

to change your fate."

Now, the prince agrees, opens up the scroll.

News ain't good, not even a little bit.

So you know what he does? Come here.

He sends his little brother instead.

But his brother doesn't die.

In fact, he goes on to lead the army to victory.

Meanwhile, our coward prince goes back to the old gypsy woman,

and he swears to her, "The angel of death is coming for me."

But she assures him Death is not coming for him.

What's coming for him now, there's nothing natural about it.

It's the demon, Ozhin.

The moment the prince changed his fate, Ozhin came for him.

But not to kill him, to torment him

right up until the exact moment the gypsy predicted he would die.

Oh. Thanks, Father.

I didn't think I could feel any worse.

Look, I think... I mean, I'm not sure,

but this app seems like a modern version of what the old gypsy lady did.

If I could just see the code, I think I would know for sure.

You mean like hack the app?

Do you know how to do that, or do you guys know someone who could?

I think I might.

Where the heck's my Grubhub?

- Hey, wait! Wait! - We are closed.

We met earlier, and you said that you could jailbreak my phone.

Does that mean you know how to hack into an app?

- Yeah. - Great.

Look, we need your help. It's kind of an emergency.

Sorry.

I'm already running late to my Tinder date,

and I haven't matched with anybody in a while. So, no.

Wait, wait, wait. You really wanna impress this girl?

This credit card has a $2,000 limit.

Yeah. And this one has about 300 left.

If you help us, these are yours.

Please.

This feels illegal.

I like it.

Sorry. It's just gonna be, I don't know, 15 minutes, okay?

I love your profile pic and I cannot wait to see the real thing in person.

Okay. Bye-bye.

All right. You got 15 minutes. Phone?

It's this app, right here.

Seriously? The Countdown app, where it tells you when you're gonna die?

- That's so dumb. - Did you download it?

Of course. Your hysteria piqued my interest.

It's a great idea. It's just horrible execution.

I mean, just a random number with a countdown?

It's not very scary. Though, it seems like it worked on you two clowns.

Please, please. Just continue.

Okay. Thanks.

That's weird. Sixty gigs?

- What does that mean? - That means it's big.

Like "a season of Game of Thrones on your phone" big.

Which doesn't make any sense because it's just a clock.

- Can you still delete it? - Of course.

This is Doc's. I'm the doc of technology.

I can do anything.

Ha! Check it out.

Now we're in.

What is that? "Hoc maledictum te..."

- That's Latin. - Are you sure?

I went to Catholic high school for four years. I'm sure.

- What's it say? - No idea.

Physically, I was there, but mentally...

Oh, my God.

Last name, first name. And look, these are their countdowns.

There are so many.

Hey, that's me.

Thirty-two years, 11 days.

Hold on. How long do you guys think the Marvel Universe will last?

Forty years, 50?

Let's just say 60, to be sure.

There it is.

Holy shit. It's working. Look at his phone.

It worked.

Okay.

What's your name, pumpkin?

Quinn Harris.

Stop.

That's my sister.

Shit. Of course she downloaded it.

- Her clock is the same as mine. - Actually, no.

Hers is three minutes shorter. See?

Wait a minute. Was she supposed to be with you tomorrow?

Yes. Shit!

Change hers first.

Got another credit card?

Okay. No, no, no. I'll do it. I'm a good guy. I'll do it.

You know the rules. No phones at the table.

- But I was... - You can have it back in the morning.

I was just looking.

Thank you.

You're a genius!

Yeah, no shit.

Are you still good?

Yep.

I got 71 years left.

You know, I kind of feel bad that I'm gonna outlive you.

Don't. 95 is way too old.

I'm happy with my 86.

So, should I...

drop you at your car?

Yeah, yeah, sure.

Except for the fact that my car is right over there.

I suppose I'll call you.

Nice, real nice.

Do you wanna be alone tonight?

Not at all.

- Do you mind if I keep these lights on? - Not at all.

I've been thinking a lot about what Father John said

about what compelled us to wanna know when we're gonna die.

Me too.

And?

When I was 10,

my little brother, Jeff, got really sick.

And we practically lived at the hospital.

My mom and dad could only focus on Jeff for those two years,

and I get it.

But at the same time,

I was jealous of all the attention that he was getting.

He had this toy that I really wanted.

This stupid robot dinosaur.

So when he was asleep, I took it.

I stole my dying brother's toy.

Jeff, he looked up to me.

And I'm the one that gets to live to be 95.

Yeah, but you were just a kid.

What about you?

My mom.

She was the glue in our family.

But she was tough.

And...

on one of the many nights I was grounded,

my best friend was having this huge party.

And I was so sick of my mom's shit,

so I went.

My mom,

she went out looking for me,

and one drunk driver later,

she was dead.

Quinn, that's not your fault.

Yeah. Thanks.

You know, you don't have to sleep on the floor.

All right.

But just so we're clear,

I don't usually jump into bed with girls that I just met off of an app.

Well, technically, we met because of an app.

Good point.

Matt.

Matt, wake up.

Matt!

Yo, are you calling my name?

Oh!

Quinn. Quinn. Quinn. Relax. Relax.

Quinn. Hey. Hey. Hey.

It was just a nightmare.

No, no, no. It went back to what it was!

Oh, shit.

So did mine.

Oh, no.

Jordan.

Mrs. Talbot?

Jordan.

Mom?

Where is she?

Where's your sister?

Where is she?

It's okay! It's me!

There's something in the house.

I know. Let's get out of here.

Hello?

Open up!

Father John!

You guys okay?

Did you get the code?

New girl.

I'm gonna shirt on.

Come on.

"This curse will come upon you, will pursue you, and overwhelm you

until you are utterly destroyed."

This is good. This is really good.

How is that good?

Because now we know what we're dealing with.

This is a curse.

Curses come from the devil and his servants.

Good news: curses can be broken.

Can I get a hallelujah high five?

Fine.

Look, gang. Satan is the father of lies.

If you can prove him a liar, you can break the curse.

What does that mean, "prove him a liar"?

If you can foil the clock, prove it wrong,

it should lift the curse from anyone suffering from it.

So someone has to die before they're supposed to?

That would get the job done.

But I don't think anybody here wants to die, right?

So, I'm thinking the opposite.

We need to keep one of you alive longer than you're supposed to be.

How are we supposed to do that?

This thing shows up

and we're just supposed to be like, "Hang on, I need a sec"?

That's exactly what we're gonna do.

See, there's protection rituals, prayers that should buy you some time.

All we need to do is beat the clock by one second.

Have you ever done anything like this before?

No. But I've read about it, a lot!

Here!

Got it. Got it. Got it.

Look.

We need to make this out of salt, right?

Now, once I bless it, you should be safe inside.

See, no impure spirits are allowed to cross this circle.

It should... buy you the time you need.

Great. Well, I just have one question.

Where are we gonna get that much salt?

I get mine at Costco.

Follow me! Come on! Clock's ticking, everybody!

Right here. Let me just turn the lights on.

Good. Right. Come on.

Now, this is rock salt.

I use it to kill weeds.

Will that work?

Salt is salt. Once I bless it, we're good... I think.

- What? - No, we're fine. We're gonna be fine.

What if it just blows the salt away?

That could absolutely happen. I didn't think of that.

Goddammit! Sorry.

And I will pray it doesn't.

I have an idea.

Wait. Here.

- Hold this. - Little small, don't you think?

It's not the size of the cross, it's the power of the Spirit.

What if we mix it with this?

That is a genius idea. Yes.

Let's clear out a space right here.

Great. Come on. Clock's ticking, guys!

I'm gonna make a big circle. Ten, 15 feet. Come on.

You good? Great. Okay.

All right, gang. Here we go.

Thicker, thicker.

Lord,

bless this salt.

Let Your light hold back the demons that try to enter our world, Lord.

That's it. Make that symbol perfect.

Make that as thick as you can. As thick as you can.

That line right there.

Pretty great! I mean, it's more of an oval than a circle,

but we're under a lot of pressure.

Okay, how much time till Matt dies?

Okay, that symbol's good. That symbol's good. Okay, that's right.

Correct. I got this.

Hey.

- What if this doesn't work? - It's going to.

No, but what if it doesn't?

Listen to me.

It's just salt and paint...

That's good.

- I think we should get in the circle. - Come on!

- Quinn, I'm scared. - Me too.

Okay. This might actually be happening right now.

- I'm gonna go with the bigger cross. - What?

- It's in here! - Stay close to me.

Strengthen us in Your power and might, O Lord.

Dress us in Your armor, Lord,

so that we may stand firm against the machinations of the devil.

Wait, wait. It's moving above us.

- Do you see anything? - No. You?

No.

Okay. Shh, shh, shh.

Wait, wait! Stay behind me!

It's working! He can't get in!

Go back to hell.

- Where did he go? - Where did he go?

Where did he go?

- Turn it off! - I'm trying! I'm trying!

- Matt, turn it off! - I'm trying!

There!

Shut it off!

Shut it off!

Where is it, Matt?

Jeffy?

Why'd you take my dinosaur?

Jeffy, I was gonna give it back. I swear.

No, you weren't.

You're right.

Jeffy, I'm sorry.

Matt! What do you see?

Jeffy, don't go.

Huh?

Matt!

Quinn!

No, Jordan, don't break the circle!

Matt!

We did it.

He let me go...

Help! Help!

I'll see you soon.

Quinn?

He's gone.

- I'm so sorry. - Yeah.

No, it makes sense. It was his time.

Pretty soon it'll be our time, too.

Please don't say that.

I don't want to, but you just saw what happened.

Oh, my God.

Are you bleeding?

You're bleeding!

We need some help in here!

- We need a wheelchair! - Quinn, what happened?

There was an accident. She has a puncture to the abdomen.

We got her. We'll get her right in. Go check in with Rosie.

Okay.

No. Please, Quinn, don't leave me.

I'm not going anywhere. I will be right there.

- Please don't leave me. Please. - I'll be right there.

Sorry, honey, are you okay?

Matt's train.

That's not too bad. You're pretty tough though, right?

Quinn. Hey.

Can I talk to you?

- I really... - I heard what happened with Dr. Sullivan.

I know what happened.

I mean...

I personally know...

I just want you to know

that if you go after him, I'm with you.

I think you're gonna be A-okay. Look at me.

Thank you.

Truly, thank you, Rachel.

All right.

Just like your big sister.

I'll let you two at it.

You'll be in good hands, kiddo.

Thank you.

Of course.

Are you okay?

Does it hurt?

Quinn, I know you think it was your fault,

Mom dying.

It was my fault.

What?

Mom asked me where you were, and I knew.

And if I had just told her,

she wouldn't have been driving way over by the mall.

Jordan,

it is not your fault some drunk asshole ran a red light.

Then it's not your fault, either.

I think Mom would be happy we're spending our last few minutes together.

These are not our last few minutes.

Wait, Quinn.

Trust me.

Quinn! What are you gonna do? Quinn!

No, I just finished a procedure.

Saving lives one day at a time.

Okay, honey, I'll let you get back to work.

I love you, too. Bye.

You shouldn't be in here.

I wanted to thank you for helping my sister.

And...

say that I'm sorry.

For what?

For everything.

I can't stop thinking about how things could've gone that day.

I understand why you did what you did.

I put you in that position.

If only I had followed through with how I really felt in that moment.

I was just scared.

Bullshit.

You think I'm stupid? Hmm?

What do you really want?

I want my job back.

You said that we both like helping people.

So maybe you can help me

and I...

...could help you.

Okay, what are you doing?

You recording this?

Search me if you want.

I'll be in the closed wing.

You should come.

Or don't. It's up to you.

Quinn?

Quinn?

Come find me.

You know, I'm not gonna lie,

I didn't see this one coming.

You dropped something.

Close your eyes and say, "Marco."

I like this.

Marco.

Polo.

Marco.

Polo.

Marco.

Polo.

I can hear you breathing.

Bitch!

- What the hell is that? - Morphine,

enough to kill you three times, you piece of shit!

Quinn, don't!

It's either him or you.

Did you see that? It saved him.

This is gonna work.

What's gonna work?

He has the app.

If he dies before he's supposed to, it'll break the curse!

Quinn!

Quinn, where are you?

Crazy bitch! What the hell was that thing?

Doesn't matter. I'll tell the cops how you lured me back here.

How I had to kill you out of self-defense.

Your time's up, you rapey fuck!

Shit.

Jordan. Jordan!

Jordan.

I don't wanna die. I don't wanna die.

Hey!

Get away from her.

What are you doing?

I love you, Jordan.

I'll always be with you.

Quinn, don't!

Quinny Bear.

Mom?

Where were you that night?

I'm so sorry.

I was looking for you.

I know.

I miss you.

I miss you too, baby.

Come here.

No.

You're not in control anymore.

I am.

Quinn, no!

Quinn!

No!

Somebody help me!

Quinn!

Please.

Please don't leave me.

Please.

Please don't leave me.

Please.

Come on, come on, come on.

Please work.

Come on, come on, come on.

Please work, please.

Quinn, come on.

See?

I told you I'd always be with you.

I love you.

Happy birthday, Mom.

They're beautiful.

Oh, my gosh.

Three more women came forward about Dr. Sullivan.

Looks like he's going away for a long time.

Good. Serves him right.

I'm just glad no one else is gonna get hurt.

Coming to the house, Quinny?

I have to stop at the hospital first.

- You wanna come with me? - Yeah.

- All right. I'll see you guys at home. - Cool.

You coming?

What's wrong?

- A little more? - No, thank you. No.

Oh. We killed it.

I gotta tell you something. Now that we know each other a little bit,

you are a lot chestier than your profile pic.

Oh. Thanks.

And you don't look anything like yours.

- Appreciate that. Thank you. - At all.

Okay. I revised your check for the third time.

Also, we closed a half hour ago. So...

We love it here.

I'm sure you do.

- What a catch. - Yeah.

I don't know what your data plan is,

but I can get you a 15, maybe 20% discount.

- Wow. - Mm-hmm.

I'm gonna use the ladies' room.

Okay. I will be here, my darling.

Yeah.

What the hell?

Hello?

Dude, we're still here. Come on, man.

Dude.

What the hell?

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