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Mama!

Mm-mm.

- Pepperoni pizza? - Oh.

You have got this all wrapped up.

Can we get pizza tonight?

Not tonight, buddy.

You don't even like pizza.

No, I don't like cheese.

Pizza's not pizza without cheese.

She's got a point.

...large scale efforts are being made...

- Dad, come on. Another. - Yeah, uh...

Okay. Let's do...

...our reporter on the ground outside Cairo

is Charlie Cannon.

Critics suggest that

three years of almost continuous drought

has forced local farmers to find new

and increasingly desperate measures

to make money.

- But government ministers... - Dad?

- ...are on the defensive... - Just a minute.

...as they roll out new major schemes

in water management and irrigation in desert areas.

What is that, Seb? What are you doing?

An impression of you?

Oh, that's an impression of me? With the hands thing?

Yeah.

Unlike the swath of looting that took place

during the Arab Spring of 2011,

the Egyptian authorities are unsure

what has caused the current uptick

- in unauthorized digs. - Hey!

- With the smuggling... - Katie.

Of ancient arti...

We need to practice this more, or I'll fail it.

Okay.

Um...

Babe, do I use my hands too much when I'm on TV?

Um...

Isn't it one of your tics?

My tics?

Like trademarks.

Like, you know, "Good night and good luck."

- Or "This is the way it is." - Those are catchphrases.

I mean, do I do too much of this shit with my hands?

'Cause that could be potentially very annoying for my viewers.

You know what is really annoying?

That you are doing it in my peripheral vision, so stop it.

Oh, yeah?

- It's annoying... - Yeah.

- ...in your peripheral vision? - It's very annoying.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

What about this? Is this annoying?

Is this annoying?

Stop it.

What about her? Is she gonna be annoying?

She's gonna be really annoying, just like her dad.

- Hmm. - Seb,

- why did you do that? - I'm sorry...

- Get off! Get off me! - You always mess with my stuff!

- Katie, stop! Stop it. - That's enough.

- That's enough. Come on. Up. - No, no, no. Stop it.

- Come here. - What happened?

He threw Veronica off the roof.

Not gonna lie. I did do it.

Oh, Seb.

I was testing my new parachute.

But why do you always touch my stuff?

- I never touch yours! - I just wanted to use it.

I will do murders to the guilty and the innocent, okay?

Gotta go. Come on, kisses.

Mm?

Who do you love most, Mom?

Um... I'll tell you after my shift.

Okay.

I know it's not perfect.

What have you done to her?

But when we get back to Albuquerque next week,

we'll bring her straight to the doll hospital

for a proper fix-up.

You said we were gonna live in New York next,

not Grandma's again.

Wherever we go next,

I hope you stay here on your own.

Hey, that's not cool.

No! You didn't even yell at him.

Butterfly. Come on.

Don't call me Butterfly. I hate you both right now.

I won't test the parachute on the new baby

when it comes out of Mom.

Thanks, buddy.

Bob. Hi, how are you?

Charlie Cannon.

What time is it all the way over there in Cairo?

Uh...

Minutes after three in the afternoon.

Just after 8 a.m. in New York City.

Let me ask you a question, Charlie.

Do you want that breakfast news gig?

Hello, there.

Layla?

I'm Layla's mother.

Or mom. You would say "mom", right?

Where's Layla today?

She has a sick tummy.

But she didn't want you to worry when she didn't show up to play.

She loves being your friend.

Did she tell you anything about me?

Well, she said you're a magician.

That's right.

Would you like to see a trick?

- Hey. - Hey,

I'm just about to start my rounds.

Yeah, quick one. Um...

How do you feel about our new baby

growing up a Yankees fan?

No fucking way.

Yes fucking way.

You got the job?

Yep. They just called.

Oh, my God.

I'm trying to be quiet 'cause I haven't told the kids.

I knew you'd get it. I knew it.

I told you. I told you!

And you didn't believe me. Idiot!

Oh, my God. When do they want you to start?

Jesus, there's so much to organize.

Ta-da!

Well, Mama's not gonna be happy we're not

moving back in with her.

- I'm gonna have to... - Babe.

...break it gently to her.

Have you been giving Katie candy?

Like, a lot of candy?

No. What candy?

Ah!

Your favorite.

Ah? Hah. Hm.

I should go now before my dad wonders where I am.

Wait.

I have one more treat for you.

I grew it in my own garden.

It tastes sweeter than any candy.

Where did Katie get these?

She only shared with me if I promised not to tell you.

Tell me what?

About her friend who gives them to her at the end of the garden.

I hope you can forgive me, Katie.

For what?

My final magic trick.

Katie?

Katie?

Katie?

Katie?

Katie?

Katie?

Hey, have you seen a little girl?

Hey!

Hey!

Katie?

Katie?

Katie!

Katie!

Katie!

Katie!

Katie!

Katie!

This is her. This is just from a week ago.

Are you on vacation?

No, no. We live here.

We've been living here for five months.

He's a TV news correspondent.

When was the last time you saw Katie?

11 a.m. Um...

And then I went to work,

and... and you were at home with the kids.

And that's it.

Mr. Cannon.

About 3:00 p.m.

Wait, I have these.

Somebody, whoever took her, was giving these to her.

What is he saying?

What is he saying?

Hey.

You think I don't know what you're talking about?

You think we did this?

You think we did something to our own daughter?

What the fuck is your problem?

Are you gonna fucking help us?

Send someone out there to find her!

Somebody took our child!

Breaking story at the top of the hour

here at ABQ News 82.

Traffic delays on the 25 just south of Albuquerque

after a large desert tortoise

was spotted trying to cross the highway.

Mom?

Hey.

Can I use your computer?

What for?

Printing stuff.

What stuff?

Stuff I want to print.

Okay. Come on, let's go.

I hear you, Charlie.

Dad!

Hey.

My last baby tooth is finally loose.

Oh, let me see.

You want me to pull it out with the pliers?

- No. - You sure?

- Amen. - Amen.

Sorry, guys.

Traffic was backed up on the 25 because of a tortoise.

What kind of tortoise?

A truck-sized tortoise.

Truck-sized tortoise?

How was your day?

It was good.

I changed 13 catheters in an hour.

Nice work, babe.

Are they the poo or pee ones?

I got a call to say I've been nominated

as vice chair of my bridge club.

No phone at the dinner table.

I wanna show you something.

What is it?

It's the information about

the school trip to Europe in the spring.

Why are you showing it to me?

It's only six months away,

and I wanted you to know about it.

You think my tooth will come out tonight?

You know,

you don't need to go on this.

I know I don't need to, but I want to.

Well, that's not possible.

Why not?

Because it's not.

When's the last time we went on a family vacation?

Okay, we'll talk about this another time. Okay?

No, we won't. We never do.

Don't talk back to your mom, okay?

You're just scared something's going to happen to me,

but I'm not Katie, Mom.

Watch it, Seb.

Have I ever been on vacation?

Hmm.

Uh-uh.

Frog. Definitely a frog.

That kid's a freaking toad.

How about my teacher?

- Rat. - Eh, rat.

I think she looks kind of froggy.

Nah, we've been calling her rat-face

behind her back in class.

- Nice. - Okay, okay, I have a good one.

- Taylor Swift. - No bueno, Seb! She's an angel.

Can't argue with that, Sebastian.

Isn't the game called, "Rat or Frog?"

"Rat, Frog, or Angel"

- if it's Tay. - Okay.

- I think I'm a total frog, man. - Yeah.

- Right? - Yeah.

What about you, sweetheart?

Oh, yeah?

Can I get two slices today?

- No. - Of course, honey.

No. You never ever finish two. Never.

- It's two slices of pizza, babe. - No.

You know?

Hello?

Hello. Is this Mr. Charlie Cannon?

Sorry, buddy. I'm not buying what you're selling.

No, no, no.

Mr. Cannon, my name is Bryce Vogel.

I'm Deputy Chief of Mission at the US Embassy in Cairo.

Uh, just a sec.

Kids, stay in the car.

Hello, Mr. Cannon? Are you there?

Uh, yeah, yeah, I'm here.

Is your wife with you, sir?

Do you have new information?

Yes, I do, ma'am.

Your daughter Katie has been found.

She's alive.

What?

It's very important you fully prepare yourselves

for what you are about to see.

Katie has suffered extensive dermal trauma.

Likely from a lack of light, and extreme malnutrition.

She's locked in a deep catatonic state,

which is causing her to make erratic and extreme movements.

Repeating abrupt noises.

Strange physical tics.

We have her under heavy sedation.

It helps.

But her levels of distress continue to manifest.

So, you need to be gentle and calm with her.

No sudden moves. No loud noises.

The Egyptian authorities will keep her discovery

out of the press to give you and your family

ample time to adjust to your new situation.

Okay to go?

Hey.

Hey, Butterfly.

It's Mom and Dad.

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, we are here.

We're here.

The scratches?

Self-inflicted.

When we admitted her, she was clawing at her skin.

Her heart sounds so strong. So, so strong.

Her vitals are all perfect.

Even under testing,

we haven't observed her pulse rate rise above 85.

Physically she's strong.

The comfort of home will be the best medicine

to help return her from this locked-in state.

Katie.

Katie. It's okay.

What is this?

It's a basalt sarcophagus.

Between two and three thousand years old.

Katie was being transported inside it

when the plane crashed.

What the fuck was our daughter doing

in a 3,000-year-old sarcophagus?

If you want to smuggle something or even someone

in this country and avoid detection,

the best place is inside our history.

Blind eyes are turned to the illegal trade of artifacts.

It's the perfect human trafficking cover.

I think we should get back upstairs to her.

I remember you.

You were there the day she got kidnapped.

You had a working theory then too, didn't you?

You thought I did something to her.

That was my senior officer's opinion.

Charlie, let's go back upstairs.

And where's his expert opinion tonight?

Buried in Bab al-Wazir Cemetery.

Are you gonna do a better job

of finding who took our daughter than he did?

Yes.

Classic rock.

All the time, across New Mexico.

Can I have some now, Güelita?

Not until your sister arrives.

But it's a lot of cake.

Well, she missed a lot of birthdays.

Fine.

Are these prettier than me?

Nothing is prettier than you.

Good answer. You're gonna stay in my will.

Dad! Dad!

Wow.

Mama.

All right. You ready

- to meet your sister? - Yeah.

- She's still very weak, okay? - Hey.

Mom.

- Be gentle. - Sure, Dad.

- You good? - Come on.

- Show me my granddaughter. - Yeah, okay.

Go ahead.

Wait.

Hey, come.

Come say a proper hello.

There's nothing to be afraid of, okay?

Hey, Katie.

I'm Maud.

Your little sis.

So, I'm almost the same age as you now when you...

...you know.

And Mom told me

that you like Taylor Swift, and well, I love Taylor.

And you probably missed so much of her new music.

Seb?

I don't know what to say to her.

Just anything.

Hey, I get it. It's a lot, I know.

But it is your big sister.

Okay? And we all need to rally around her,

and help her remember we are her family.

She just needs our care and support and time.

Amen.

You're okay. You're okay.

Seb.

Seb.

Seb!

What the hell, Maudie?

I'm a little freaked out.

It's just coyotes.

No, by Katie.

It's like Mom said.

She needs care and support,

and time.

- And... - Injections.

Do you remember the day we moved in here

to live with Abuelita?

You were only three. And you were so excited.

Do you want to know why you were so excited?

Because you were getting this room

from when I was little, too.

Do you remember that?

Seb?

Seb!

There's weird noises.

I told you, it's just the coyotes.

No. They're inside the house.

They can't get inside the house.

Lari.

Where's Katie?

There's something in the walls.

Katie.

Sweetheart.

Katie.

Katie!

Katie!

- Do you see her? - No.

Katie.

Stop!

Hold her. Keep her still.

What the fuck?

You said "fuck."

Guys, I know it feels weird going back to school right now,

but we just have to keep things as normal as we can.

It's not very normal to not tell anybody

I have a new older sister.

I know. But it's just for now.

See you later.

Go ahead, Seb. Don't be late.

What happened to her, Dad?

The doctor in Egypt said she's locked in,

and it could be weeks, could be months.

No.

What really happened to her?

I don't know, Seb.

You know, she'll take a lovely color.

Like chili pepper, maybe?

No.

Okay.

They did a nasty pedicure in that hospital.

You could make a necklace out of those nails.

When I had the salon,

I was always busy, busy, busy, you know.

And one day, a crew came to town to do a movie,

with none other than Sophia Loren.

Ah, Sophia. You know, she was the greatest.

People say I look like her.

You know, one night,

her stylist got drunk and then he messed up her hair,

and guess who they called to fix it?

Oh, fuck.

Charlie!

What happened? You okay? Are you all right?

Go find her.

Mama. Mama.

Katie?

Katie?

It's okay, sweetheart. Mama's got you.

I think we have to consider finding a place for her.

Even just for the short term.

Do you think I can't handle

taking care of my own daughter at home?

That's not what I said.

What are you saying then?

I'm saying that what she's done to herself,

and the way she's behaving, is...

Is too much for you to stomach.

But she's not going anywhere.

She's been gone long enough. And she's safe here. With us.

Lari.

Lari, where are you going?

To get some scissors.

Lari.

We can't ignore this.

Drop it, Charlie.

The doctor said she needs to be with her family.

Don't you want to know what happened to her?

I want to know why you cannot take care

of your own daughter here and now.

Why you're fucking stuck in the past all of the time.

I'm not stuck in the past.

- You are. - I'm trying to find answers.

- She's right there. - I'm aware.

You think I'm not relieved that I have my daughter home?

- Are you? - Of course.

But we can't fix her if we don't know what happened to her.

I can fix her.

I can fix her.

- No, you can't. - I can do it.

Not if you're burying your head in the sand.

No. No.

At least I'm not the one trying to bury my own guilt

by looking for some sort of fucking news story.

You know what, Lari?

I know you blame me for what happened to her.

You don't even have to say it.

It's written all over you.

Every fucking day.

And yeah,

I was the one who was there the day she went missing.

But what about all the days when you were there?

How come you never realized she had

a secret friend at the end of the garden?

You're her mother.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Lari. Can we just...

Leave us the fuck alone.

Katie?

Katie, my love?

Say something.

Katie, say something.

Say something. Please.

Say something. Say something!

So...

who can tell me what's so special about all these bodies?

They're all dead.

I think you must be looking for the med school,

which is in the other block, my friend.

This is Archaeology 101.

And here, being dead is nothing special.

Excuse me, Mr. Bixler,

can I have a moment of your time?

It's "Professor Bixler,"

and the tutorial sign-up sheet

hangs on the same wall as it always does.

No, no, no. I'm not a student. I'm a producer from ABQ News.

Look, the tax return situation from last year was a simple...

Professor, I'm not interested in your taxes.

I'm here to talk about Egyptian hieroglyphics.

Well, these aren't hieroglyphics.

This looks like hieratic,

the first cursive script of ancient Egypt. Way back.

Three thousand years before Jesus showed up.

Do you know what it says?

Where did you get these?

Can you translate it?

What sort of story are you working on, Mr. Cannon?

A private one.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Zaki.

Hey, yeah. It's, um... It's Charlie Cannon.

How is she?

She gave me a name.

Okay?

Can you look into it for me?

What's the name?

It's, uh... It's Layla.

Layla who?

I don't know. Layla's... Layla's all I've got.

There's a lot of Laylas in Egypt.

I know.

Charlie?

How many people have you found?

Fifty-seven.

How many of them were still alive?

Not enough.

I can't live with not knowing what happened to her.

Did you have any friends

or colleagues called Layla when you lived in Cairo?

Uh...

No. None.

Anybody of that name in your life?

Past or present.

Not that I can remember, no.

Anybody called Layla approach your family

or tried to communicate with you

since Katie went missing?

Mom?

Yes. I can talk now too.

Holy shit! I'll get Mom.

No, Maudie.

L-Let's make it a surprise.

I wanted to practice talking to you first.

You're my favorite in the family.

But you don't even know me.

Exactly.

That's why I want to know all the different things about you.

Like what?

Like how your little piggies taste.

I'm so sad.

I didn't want it to happen to Katie.

She was my best friend.

Layla.

The script set, as I assumed, was indeed hieratic.

Inked on what appear to be some sort of ceremonial bindings.

These seven different pieces

are fragments of a much larger, more cohesive narrative,

which I couldn't get my head around at first.

Not until I saw this one word...

repeated over and over again.

"Nasmaranian."

What's a Nasmaranian?

It's not an "a", it's a "the."

This recording is from an international lecture

on ancient Egyptian demonology

from the Al-Azhar University in Cairo.

The ancient inscriptions

tell of a dark force that people feared

before they even had words for such terror.

The Nasmaranian moved as a shadow amongst the living,

delighting in turning father against son,

and in leaving mothers to bury their children.

It was known as the destroyer of family.

Like a sickness of the soul,

it travelled from one person to the next.

A whisper in the ear, a seed of suspicion,

creating cruelty where love once lived.

Entire communities unraveled

as this beast spread a cancerous rot amongst them.

It was the devil of its time.

But then, by 2,000 BC, its influence faded.

No more writings.

No more stories,

save for one rumor

that the Nasmaranian had been

trapped through an ancient ritual.

Either that, or it just disappeared.

These bindings,

wherever you got them, contain words of protection.

Words to ward off this long lost demon.

Maud, it's not craft time yet.

Miss Mills?

Yes, Maud?

You're not a frog.

That's correct. I'm not a frog.

You're a rat-faced cunt.

Rat-faced cunt. Rat-faced cunt.

Rat-faced cunt. Rat-faced cunt. Rat-faced cunt.

Rat-faced cunt. Rat-faced cunt.

Fuck you.

We're not gonna tell your mom

about what happened at school today.

She's got a lot on her mind.

I can make your heart stop.

Larissa!

Larissa!

I'm behind you.

Coyotes are gone.

Don't worry, Grandma. It's fun to be dead.

Oh, shit! Oh, my God!

Mama!

Hey, you're through to Charlie Cannon.

I can't get to the phone right now.

Please leave a message.

Charlie, it's Zaki.

I, uh... I have to come see you.

There's something I need to show you.

Dad, Mom's looking for you.

Dad!

She needs you.

Hey.

She's calm right now.

Seb's outside the door.

I'll go back up in a few minutes and check on her.

I don't want her here anymore.

I know. I know.

It doesn't feel real.

But we just gotta get through this, okay?

This is what your mom would have wanted.

I'm not talking about my mom.

Don't go, baby brother.

Please let me out so I can join the big, happy party downstairs.

Why are they hiding me away?

I really miss being a part of the family, Seb.

Do you remember the day that

you threw Veronica off the roof

to see if she could fly?

You're the one that gave me the idea

to see if Granny could fly.

It's all your fault she's rotting

in that coffin down there.

Stop! Stop!

Sweetheart?

What's wrong?

Maud?

Maud!

Hold her!

Where are we going?

We're going somewhere safe.

Is Katie coming?

No. Not right now.

Why are you so bad at this?

Because we are in a rush, Maud. Okay?

No. At being my mom.

I wish I didn't have to show you what's on this tape.

But it's very important you see what happened to Katie.

This is the woman who kidnapped your daughter.

"The dark signs have begun to show once more."

Warning us that the time has come

to recommit to the containment

of our ancient family secret.

This will be the...

...82nd mummification ritual.

And as the first-born child,

I am honored to carry this great responsibility of ensuring

that our family will remain protected

from the evil reach of the Nasmaranian.

I commit this testament so that in decades to come,

your children will know what they must do

when it is their time to transfer this demon...

from a spent vessel...

"...to a freshly prepared host."

"An innocent child is best."

The body lasts longest.

"But any live human will do."

"Let us begin."

Please. I wanna go home.

This will all be over soon, Katie.

I promise.

I want my mommy and my daddy.

No! No!

No, please!

Hey. I don't... I don't wanna know.

I don't wanna know.

We have to know. We have to know.

Please! No! Let me go! Stop!

No! Stop!

Baby brother?

Yes?

Wanna come help me get undressed?

Yes.

Please let me go!

No!

No!

No!

Let me go!

That thing they put inside her

was meant to stay buried and bound.

Charlie.

Katie. Katie, Mommy's coming. Mommy's coming.

Wait. Wait, Katie. Wait, baby.

Charlie!

Katie.

Katie!

Hey, Charlie.

Do you wanna feast on me?

Come on.

Taste it.

Katie!

Charlie!

Katie!

I'm not very comfortable inside your daughter.

You used to play chase with me.

Now you just wriggle away

from me like you're a worm.

You're never getting her back!

I'm her daddy now.

Zaki! The words! Remember the words!

I'm sorry.

Mom?

Katie?

Dad?

Come on, sweetheart. Let's go back upstairs.

What is he saying?

He says he loves us.

We love you, Dad.

No, let her go. It's her turn.

Hello?

It's me.

It's late for you.

I don't really sleep.

Me neither.

I need to talk to you about Charlie.

I'm listening.

You know my face.

You remember my Katie, don't you?

She wants to know if you'd like to see a trick.