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[ominous music]

[electronic glitching]

[ominous music]

[eerie music]

[tape clicking]

[tape whirring]

[flame crackling]

- [screams]

ANNIE: Babe, are you gonna put this out?

CURTIS: Yes.

Yes, I will.

We will not burn down the place.

ALICE: You can put this out, though.

ANNIE: I don't want to touch it. It's like--

CURTIS: Yeah, I'm gonna put it out.

ANNIE: Oh, my gosh, Alice, help your boyfriend.

ALICE: He's doing it.

He's doing just fine.

CURTIS: I would have but-- ANNIE: Of course.

ALICE: I'll get your duffel bag.

ROSS: Of course.

ANNIE: I'm sorry I didn't grab it before.

ALICE: --all the water.

ROSS: Yeah, Annie, where is our son?

[chuckles]

- Ollie?

Ollie?

I found him, Ross.

What are you doing down there, sweetheart?

OLLIE: Hiding.

- Yeah?

[chuckles] That's a great place to hide.

Come on.

Come out of there.

Dad has a special plan.

[chuckles] Come on.

ROSS: All right. CURTIS: I think we're ready.

ALICE: Ready?

ANNIE: Yeah.

ROSS: All right, let's go.

- So it's back out of town, yeah?

- Yes.

Yes.

- Like an hour or more or--

I just don't want to--

I just want to drive too long.

The risks are so-- [chuckles]

- Yeah, OK.

It's gonna be 60 klicks that logging road.

ROSS: 60 klicks, yeah, yeah.

- And that is right here on the map.

- OK. - Cool?

- Cool.

- All right.

ALICE: Right?

- Hey, buddy, no more hiding under the car, OK, please?

We talked about that.

OLLIE: OK, dad.

- Hey, Ollie, are you stoked to get a couple more days camping?

OLLIE: Mm-hmm.

- Yeah?

- So you guys figure out where we're going next?

- Yeah, it's about 60 klicks.

- I think you've turned our life into a reality show.

- [chuckles]

- Yeah, well, maybe you'll be a famous filmmaker, huh, Ollie?

- Mm-hmm.

- Hmm, got a regular Marty Scorsese on our hands here.

[chuckles]

OLLIE: Who's that?

- He's a famous movie director, honey.

OK, where are we going?

- OK.

Well, I've only been once, but Levi lake back here has

some really dope fishing spots.

- Hmm.

- Wait, is that the one with the really creepy hike in.

- Yeah, Stickman's Hollow, I think?

I think that's what the locals call it.

- Well, I hate that.

- Right, right.

But the fishing is unreal.

And apparently, back in the day, they used

to use it to hold baptisms.

Regular small town shit.

Oops, I mean, sorry, stuff.

OLLIE: Nice one, Curtis. - You know what?

Don't worry about it.

Anyway, this weird trail has, like, marked

figures and stuff like that.

- Marked fig-- and it's accessible?

CURTIS: Oh, yeah, the car will be just fine.

I mean, it gets pretty tight at the top of the trail,

but it should be doable.

- It is a really gorgeous hike in.

And the lake at the end is beautiful.

You're gonna love it.

CURTIS: I've gotta show you pictures

of these wild cutthroats I caught.

- No, no, no fishing.

Oh, my god, that was so fun.

- Mm.

ALICE: We should do that more often.

- Right?

Oh, my god, your hair.

Why do they look so gorgeous every time we go camping?

It's annoying.

- It's my only superpower.

- [chuckles mockingly] OK, whatever.

OK, phone mom, tell her that we're all good,

but we'll be back.

- Can do.

- Thanks for the camera.

Seriously, how much did that cost?

- Anything for my precious nephew.

- [chuckles] When do I get a nephew, eh?

[laughter]

- She just threw you under the bus, dude.

[laughter]

- OK, let's go.

- Bye, Ross.

ANNIE: Bye, Curtis.

- It was so good seeing you. - Take care of them.

- Yeah, you too.

ANNIE: Try not to set anything on fire.

- Oh, wow.

We're gonna be having a campfire.

Set that on fire.

- --watch that closely.

I will see you next week for dinner, OK?

OLLIE: OK.

- We'll have mac and cheese.

It's gonna be bomb.

ANNIE: What do we say, Ollie?

OLLIE: Thank you for the camera, Auntie Alice.

- Oh, god damn you're cute.

Damn you're cute!

- See Ollie, don't get any ideas.

ANNIE: OK, bye, guys. Love you!

- Bye. ANNIE: Drive safe.

- Bye. ANNIE: Ross, let's go.

- You all buckled up?

Let's rock and roll, squad!

OLLIE: Yeesh, dad.

- Bye.

ALICE: Bye.

Bye, everyone.

- Bye, Alice.

ALICE: Looking good, guys.

- [chuckles] ALICE: Bye.

Love you. Bye.

- Could you give the camera back to my son now, please?

Thank you. ALICE: All right.

Here you go.

Careful, bud.

- OK. ROSS: Road trip.

- Let's hit it.

ROSS: Hit it.

- [sighs] Get this off.

ROSS: I'm not gonna hit these trees on the side.

ANNIE: No, no. You're good.

You're good.

ROSS: Can't quite tell the distance.

ANNIE: So pretty, though.

ROSS: Yeah.

Yeah.

We didn't miss that turn off yet, did we?

ANNIE: No, I think we're good.

ROSS: OK.

OLLIE: Mom.

- Yeah, sweetheart?

OLLIE: Can I have a bite?

- Of course.

Do you want your own?

OLLIE: No.

- OK.

Here you go.

Oh, careful.

It's a new camera.

No, [inaudible]. OLLIE: Mom.

[chuckles]

ROSS: [laughs] Is that the voice-- that's the voice

of the camera you're doing?

- Yeah.

[chuckles] It's like a little old lady in the woods, you know?

ROSS: Nice. Yeah.

No, I can see that I can.

- What do you think, Ollie? Yeah?

OLLIE: Definitely not. ROSS: [chuckles] No.

Oh, he--

- You don't think it sounds like that?

ROSS: He doesn't approve. - OK.

ROSS: You have not passed the audition.

[upbeat music] You change--

ANNIE: [chuckles]

OLLIE: [vocalizing "jaws theme"] dun,

nuh, duh, nuh, dun-dun, dun-dun, dun-dun, dun-dun, dun-dun.

[sighs] Are we there yet?

[upbeat music] --find the bed with me

[slow-tempo, romantic music] And I remember the well--

- Gonna ask him for directions?

ROSS: Yeah, I've just got to make

sure we're going the right way.

I do not want to get turned around.

- Ollie, don't film the stranger.

OLLIE: OK.

ROSS: Hey, how's it going?

ANNIE: Hi.

- Afternoon.

ROSS: Hey, we're looking for a fishing trail.

It's called Stickman's trail, I think.

Do you know if we're going the right way?

- Now what are you doing wanting to go up to the Hollow?

- Wanted to pop a line in the water.

You know, reel a few in.

Just have-- just have-- just have some quality

time with my son tonight.

- Well, I don't go up there much.

Not a lot of folks do.

Except, of course, the Bible thumpers

go up there to baptize their children or some such nonsense.

ROSS: Oh, OK.

So we're headed the right direction then?

Yeah.

- Yeah, it's about 20 minutes up the road and then about 30

minutes up a narrow road.

ROSS: Narrow road.

OK.

- You'll know the trailhead when you get to it.

ROSS: OK.

How will we know?

- You'll know.

ANNIE: OK. ROSS: All right.

ANNIE: Thank you.

Thank you so much. ROSS: That's great.

Yeah.

Hey, any luck out there?

- Take care of your family.

You watch yourself by those pines near the lake.

ANNIE: OK. ROSS: All righty.

[chuckles]

ANNIE: Well, thanks a lot. ROSS: Yeah.

Thank you so much, sir.

ANNIE: Have a good one.

ROSS: Yeah.

That was a little bit weird.

ANNIE: He was perfectly fine, Ross.

We're just in the country.

- Some local color there for you, bud.

[chuckles]

Mm, I mean, Curtis and your sister

did it, so it's got to be at least accessible.

ANNIE: I think we'll be fine.

ROSS: Are you worried at all about this?

ANNIE: No, it's so pretty here.

ROSS: Yeah, but we are really, really out here.

ANNIE: [laughs]

ROSS: I can't help it.

ANNIE: Oh, jeez.

ROSS: Hey, this is the man you married.

ANNIE: I know.

ROSS: Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa.

What the--

OLLIE: What's up, dad?

ANNIE: I think someone was just in a rush to go fishing.

[chuckles] Ollie, take a seat.

OLLIE: Where did they go?

ROSS: I don't know.

Just a second.

ANNIE: Oh, Ross, don't go in there.

ROSS: Let me just take a look.

ANNIE: That is so weird.

Hey, Ollie, can I see the camera?

OLLIE: Sure.

What's wrong, mom?

ANNIE: I don't know.

It's just-- that's strange.

- Have we seen this car before somewhere?

ANNIE: I don't know, Officer Ross.

- Looks familiar.

Oh.

OLLIE: What is that?

ANNIE: Ollie.

Oh, god.

What is that?

Ew.

- Wow, that stinks.

ANNIE: Don't put your nose in it.

- OK.

ANNIE: OK, let's go.

- All right.

Yeah, let's go.

Let's go.

Oof.

ANNIE: Oh, my god.

- What?

Oh, wow.

OLLIE: Mom, go back.

ANNIE: Yeah.

Yeah, sweetie, I see that.

OLLIE: What was that thing?

ANNIE: I don't know.

ROSS: That is--

OLLIE: Are we at the trail? ANNIE: Yeah.

ROSS: Wow.

ANNIE: I think this is what he was talking about.

[chuckles]

ROSS: Yeah, I think that's it.

ANNIE: Yeah, we're here.

OLLIE: Weird.

- OK.

OK.

ROSS: Pretty freaky, eh?

ANNIE: Yeah.

- What do you think, buddy?

OLLIE: It's kind of like a big action figure.

[laughter]

- Yeah, kinda.

ANNIE: Yeah.

It's a pretty cool piece, though.

It's just--

- Just what?

- Just why?

- Why, yeah.

Great question.

I'm gonna start grabbing some bags.

You want to give me a hand, buddy?

ANNIE: OK.

ROSS: You bringing this fleece, babe?

ANNIE: Yeah, that'd be great if you could grab that.

ROSS: Can't let me forget, after dinner today,

I have to take those vitamins.

ANNIE: Yeah, OK.

ROSS: It's so dark. OLLIE: Mom!

ANNIE: What is that?

What?

Hey, sir?

See? Nothing.

- Yeah.

- I just don't want to--

I just want to make sure he's-- - It's OK.

- --enjoy himself.

- Yes, it's fine.

- Should we stay here the whole night?

- Yes.

You promised him one more night and some fishing.

- I know.

I know.

- Hey, come on.

It'll be fun.

I'll protect you.

[chuckles]

OLLIE: Ew!

Mom!

Dad!

- What are you gonna film your parents making out?

ROSS: All set, babe?

ANNIE: I think so.

- Here, let me tie my shoes, too.

ANNIE: [chuckles mockingly]

OLLIE: Real mature, dad.

- Because he's got no laces.

OLLIE: Uh-huh. Classic.

- Let's do this thing.

- Your dad's funny, eh?

OLLIE: Hilarious.

ANNIE: Yeah, I know.

[exhales loudly]

- [whistles] It's almost as tall as you, buddy.

ANNIE: [chuckles] Almost.

ANNIE: What is it, Ollie?

OLLIE: Wait.

[distant breathing]

ANNIE: Ollie.

OK, let's keep going.

Ollie?

[chuckles]

Here it is.

- He mentioned the figures, right?

He said that.

ANNIE: Yeah.

ROSS: I think I didn't quite understand what he meant.

ANNIE: Wow.

ROSS: Yeah.

Careful on this log.

ANNIE: Oh, yeah.

Let's get going, hey?

Like, how far is the lake?

ROSS: Yeah, it should be just up ahead.

I went forward a bit.

There's a couple turns. ANNIE: You saw it though, right?

ROSS: Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

I saw it-- well, I saw where it will--

OLLIE: Mom, are we gonna be at the lake soon?

ANNIE: As soon as your dad gets back.

He's just making sure we're on the right path.

You wouldn't want to get lost out here, eh?

Spooky.

[chuckles] Oh, Ollie, I think we're here.

OLLIE: Finally!

ROSS: --my god, look at this.

ANNIE: [chuckles] Wow.

- Oh, yeah.

ANNIE: [laughs]

- This is it.

ANNIE: Good job, hon.

OLLIE: Good job, dad!

ANNIE: Brought us here.

[chuckles] Slow down.

ROSS: It's freaking cool.

I'm sorry.

[laughter]

Woo!

ANNIE: Oh, my goodness.

Wow!

Oh, Ollie, this is amazing.

OLLIE: Yep.

- I knew it was gonna be nice.

Didn't I tell you?

ANNIE: [chuckles] You did.

There you go.

- --babe.

ANNIE: Oh, my god!

- You've got to-- you've got to sketch this.

ANNIE: Oh, I do.

I do.

[frog croaking]

[flies buzzing]

[branches cracking]

[laughter]

- I know what I'm doing.

I just did this two days ago, I swear.

- With maybe like a little help from my sister.

- I told her not to tell you that I've

never set up a tent before.

ANNIE: Oh, my--

- She betrayed my trust.

ANNIE: You think after nine years of marriage

I really don't know that you're bad with tents?

ROSS: Nine years. ANNIE: Yeah.

ROSS: Time flies.

Has it been that long?

ANNIE: It has.

ROSS: You think we're married too long?

ANNIE: Oh, shut up.

[chuckles]

OLLIE: Mom, dad.

ANNIE: Yeah, sweetheart.

OLLIE: I'm just gonna go explore a bit.

ANNIE: Oh, OK.

Well, you stay close, OK?

OLLIE: I know.

ANNIE: I don't want you to go too far.

OLLIE: I know.

ANNIE: OK.

Watch where you're going with that thing, OK?

Don't want you to trip while you're filming.

OLLIE: Yep, I'll be careful.

ANNIE: OK.

OK.

As long as I can see you.

[branches cracking]

Be careful.

ROSS: I think they gave us too many poles.

ANNIE: OK.

[grass rustling]

OLLIE: [vocalizing explosions]

[water splashes]

WOMAN: (SINGING) Oh, soon I feel this again

Come to this place

[voice continues singing]

OLLIE: Who's there?

WOMAN: (SINGING) My lord got me

[voice continues singing]

OLLIE: I can hear you singing, you know?

[grass rustling]

Hey, dad, I thought I heard someone singing in the woods.

- It's probably just the birds, bud.

OK, what do you think, hat, no hat?

OLLIE: No hat.

- OK, well, I'm gonna wear the hat.

OLLIE: [chuckles]

- It's part of my dad's fishing attire.

It's part of the uniform.

What do you think we should use?

We've got some shiny-looking guys.

We've got some swimmy-looking bugs.

There's plenty of creepy crawlies

here we could choose from.

OLLIE: Dad, where's the hook?

- Well, they're hidden, see, in there.

OLLIE: So that hook goes in the fish's mouth?

- Yeah.

Yeah.

We cast it out, hook their lip, we pull them in,

and then we let them go.

OLLIE: What if they swallow it?

Does the hook get stuck in their throat?

ANNIE: Hey, you're the one who wanted to teach him how to fish.

OLLIE: Dad, I didn't know the fish would get hurt!

- Why don't I just show you how to cast?

I mean, honestly, that's the best part.

That's the most fun.

That's my favorite part.

Yeah, I don't like seeing those fish get hurt either.

All right.

I think I'm all set. You guys ready?

- Yeah. [chuckles]

- OK. OLLIE: Action!

Sound like a director already, bud.

Oh, can't do it without that.

ANNIE: [laughs]

- Huah!

ANNIE: He's so good.

OLLIE: Go, dad!

- You watching, bud?

So it's all in the wrist.

You want to let out a little bit of line,

bring it back, and then flick it out.

It's all in the wrist.

ANNIE: Oh, that was very nice.

- So I'm gonna do a big one.

OLLIE: Make it go really far!

ANNIE: [chuckles]

- Come on.

ANNIE: Whoa!

[laughter]

Are you OK?

- Oh, my god.

OLLIE: As you can see, dad is wet.

- I think we should probably just

do some hot dogs then tonight.

[laughter]

- I'm freakin' soaked.

- I am wet.

OLLIE: I can't explain you're so wet.

ANNIE: So wet.

So, so wet.

Oh, my--

- Oh, my gosh. Did you get that?

I got it. I got it.

I got it. I got it.

Oh, that's hot. OLLIE: 5 second rule.

ROSS: Give me your bun, please.

OLLIE: Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Oh, oh, oh! Mm!

- OK. [chuckles]

- Your wiener, my lady.

- Oh, why thank you, good sir.

- Chivalry is not dead, clearly.

[laughter]

- Where are the condiments?

- I put some in the bag there beside you.

- A little bit of Parmesan?

OLLIE: Mom, what are you doing?

- You just wait.

ROSS: No, please.

Not in front of our son.

- A little bit of peanut butter.

OLLIE: Peanut butter?

- Yes.

ROSS: I can't even watch this.

- Oh, it's so good.

So, so good.

ROSS: [groans]

- Mm!

Yummy!

ROSS: [retches mockingly]

OLLIE: [groans] Ew!

ROSS: I can't believe you eat that.

- Stop it, Ross.

Mm!

It's so good.

- It is not.

[chuckles] I guarantee you.

- Ollie, when your dad and I first went camping,

I discovered this.

It's called the "butter parme-dog."

ROSS: It was the "dog-ijon" last year.

[laughs]

- I like "butter parme-dog."

ROSS: OK, [chuckles] fine.

Wonder what you'll call it tomorrow.

[laughter]

Whatever it's called, I think it's an abomination.

OLLIE: I want to try. - Yeah.

ROSS: No, no.

Oh, what are you doing to our son?

Peanut butter does not belong on a hot dog.

[animal calling]

ANNIE: What was that?

ROSS: Yeah, what the hell?

That sounded human.

ANNIE: We must be hearing things.

What about that car we saw earlier?

Maybe there's people here?

ROSS: What?

In the forest at night?

ANNIE: I don't know, locals.

OLLIE: I heard a girl singing in the woods today.

ANNIE: OK, let's go to bed.

Ollie, it's bedtime.

ROSS: Yeah, come on, bud.

ANNIE: Let's go.

[exhales loudly]

[music playing]

- Ollie.

What are you doing out there?

Come here. - Come on.

Back to bed.

- It's OK.

There's nothing to worry about.

Honestly, I think it was a twig or something.

It's a twig.

It's fine.

Let's get you tucked in.

- Are you going to be running that camera all night, buddy?

OLLIE: I don't know.

Maybe.

- OK.

Bedtime.

OK?

OLLIE: Fine.

What about a story?

- I don't have a story for tonight.

But I do have my sketchbook.

Hey, do you want to look at that before we go to bed?

- Even filming the sketches, huh?

That's dedication.

OLLIE: I like that one.

- Me too.

OK, It's bedtime.

OLLIE: [yawning]

- Oh, my god.

Ollie, did you draw this?

OLLIE: Draw what?

- Ollie, don't play games with me.

Did you draw this?

- Draw what, Mom?

- What is it?

Let me see.

- Oliver!

OLLIE: I didn't.

- You have to ask before you use your mom's sketchbook.

What is this?

OLLIE: I didn't draw anything in Mom's sketchbook.

- Oliver, you have to tell the truth.

Did you draw this?

OLLIE: No.

- OK.

It's bedtime.

It's bedtime.

So put the camera off, and we'll talk about this tomorrow.

Camera off!

- Oh, boy.

- Ollie, bedtime!

FEMALE VOICE: [singing]

FEMALE VOICE: Your name is Oliver, right?

OLLIE: Yes.

FEMALE VOICE: Are you OK?

I need your help, Oliver.

Will you help me?

You must be very quiet.

Come with me outside.

Can you do that, Oliver?

I don't want to wake your mom and daddy up.

That's it.

Quiet now.

Quiet.

- Ollie, what are you doing, sweetheart?

Come back to bed.

OLLIE: Mom.

Mom, that's not me.

[screams]

- Ollie!

Ollie!

[gasps]

PETER: Is it all right if I'm rolling?

- Yeah.

Sometimes a little context of the

before and after goes a long way.

Just rolling everything.

PETER: Yeah, of course.

Right.

I've never done this before.

To be honest, I'm not even sure I believe in it.

- Well, if lucky, you'll never have to believe in it.

PETER: How long have you been on the road?

- I left yesterday around 6:00 AM.

Crossed the border around midnight.

It's been a hell of a drive.

You?

PETER: Wasn't too bad, actually.

They flew me in on a red eye.

I wasn't going to sleep anyway.

Had to bus all the way to this town, though.

It's barely even on the map.

You think it's the real deal?

- Yeah.

PETER: The priest from yesterday, he--

(SINGING) Alleluia.

Alleluia.

It's the loving father of children everywhere.

Also loves the children who live next door to me.

MINISTER: To me, he's a family man.

The answer is simple.

We have to look at it in the context of our modern-day lives

and what that would mean.

PETER: Is this the neighborhood?

- Mm-hmm.

No, just checking something here.

PETER: OK.

- Yeah.

You drink?

PETER: Ah, no.

No, I don't.

- You smoke?

PETER: No, sir.

Not cannabis or tobacco.

- Not even drugs, nothing over the counter?

PETER: Well, minor painkillers sometimes.

- Come on, that doesn't count.

Just making sure you have all your vices under control.

Need a clear head and a strong stomach for this line of work.

Shit.

PETER: What is that, sir?

- Document everything unless I tell you otherwise.

Understand?

PETER: Yes, Father.

- Are you all right? PETER: Yeah.

Yeah. I'll be fine.

- OK.

- Father Monroe?

- Mr. and Mrs. Hall, may we come in?

Oh, this is my associate from the diocese.

He'll be recording for the entire duration.

It's important we have a record of the--

well, the more unusual cases.

I'm afraid the church deems it necessary in this day and age.

GABRIEL: Gabriel Hall.

And this is my wife, Selena.

We're very grateful you could make it on such short notice.

FATHER MONROE: Of course.

Now, the child is contained.

She's safe.

GABRIEL: She is, for now.

- That trinket out in the tree--

thank you-- may I ask where that's from?

- The little men.

Claire makes them with her Sunday group.

They craft them up at the lake when someone in the parish

gets baptized.

- Right.

PETER: OK.

I think we're all set.

FATHER MONROE: Pay no mind to Peter.

Fairly soon, you won't even notice he's here.

Now, before we begin, I have some questions.

It's important we have a thorough portrait of the events

leading up to today.

- Of course.

Whatever you need, Father.

FATHER MONROE: Please just walk me through the timeline here.

When did Clara start showing signs of suspected possession?

- I received a phone call at the store.

I own the hardware store in town,

and I got a phone call from her teacher, Mrs. Finley.

And she said that Clara was acting up and being a bad kid.

- She was having behavioral issues.

- And then there--

and then there was the incident.

I received another phone call and the school called me up,

and they said that Clara was throwing

her feces at the other kids.

And I-- and then she ran away from the school that afternoon.

Eventually, we found her behind the diner,

rummaging through the garbage and eating scraps of meat.

FATHER MONROE: At that point, had it occurred to you

that, perhaps, an entity may have infested your child?

- I knew right away that it wasn't my daughter.

I knew it.

My Clara would never throw her shit at--

I'm sorry.

FATHER MONROE: You can say shit, Mr. Hall.

I'm a priest.

I'm not your principal.

So once you got her home, you contacted Father Edwards.

- Only after she started speaking in another language.

Yes.

FATHER MONROE: What language?

- Gaelic, he said?

- Yes, a primitive version.

FATHER MONROE: And as I understand it,

Father Edwards performed an exorcism

for two days in an attempt to drive the entity out

of your daughter?

That is before Edwards was attacked

yesterday and hospitalized.

- That's correct.

FATHER MONROE: And how old is your daughter?

- She's awake again.

[banging]

CLARA: [speaking gaelic]

- Anything wrong, Father?

CLARA: [growling]

- As-- as soon as Father Edwards was taken away in the ambulance

yesterday, Clara hid herself in the basement,

and I locked her in.

And she's not getting out either.

I put those hinges in myself.

I locked her down there for our own safety.

She was getting sadistic, Father.

You must have seen what she did to Father Edwards.

- Father Edwards died last night in the hospital.

The infection from his wounds spread too quickly,

and his heart gave out.

CLARA: [growling]

- She's further along than I thought.

- I need to see the room where Father Edwards

was attacked, please.

Document everything.

SELENA: She likes playing house a lot, having a family,

taking care of a baby.

- When did Clara make this?

SELENA: Yesterday.

- Do you even know what this is?

Gabe, grab the other side.

Help me with this.

SELENA: Father, why?

FATHER MONROE: You'll see.

Come on.

- My daughter is turning into a creature from hell.

- Perhaps, Mr. Hall.

There are far worse realms than man's simple dream of hell.

CLARA: [strong growl] Oh, hello, Henry.

See, Dr. Monroe is here to see me.

Doesn't that make me feel special?

[laughter]

- Clara, is that you?

CLARA: Mm-hmm.

That's Clara and me.

GABRIEL: How does she know your name?

- I am a servant of God.

I shall not speak your true name.

You have one last chance to release the innocent people,

or you will pay penance.

CLARA: Come closer, Henry.

Remember, this body on the rocks?

You let him die, Henry.

He would have lived if you had let me stay inside of him.

I could have made him great.

He would have been a priest.

The village would have worshipped him.

GABRIEL: Father, what is she saying?

What is she--

- Norway, 1998.

I was new to priesthood.

I was studying medicine in Oslo.

I had performed an exorcism, much like this one,

on a young man, not much older than Clara.

What I did not know was he had been chosen--

chosen here to house this entity by those that worshipped him.

I couldn't save him from the entity or the followers.

So how does this particular being know my name, Peter?

Because I met him before.

A long time ago.

PETER: Father, what kind of [inaudible], sir?

- Oh, there are hidden secret sects of Christianity far older

than you've ever studied, son.

Sects from when the Gospels were mixed with early pagan beliefs.

They defy all our understanding of what is right, what is wrong.

Their practices are profane.

Keep your eyes on Mr. and Mrs. Hall, Peter.

CLARA: You know where to find me, Clara.

Are you going to tell me?

[growling]

- What are we going to do, Father?

Is she too far gone?

- Not if she's still breathing.

CLARA: [growling]

- What are you doing?

- We are going to sedate her.

Just until we can bind her safely.

CLARA: [growling]

- Clara!

Follow me.

GABRIEL: Father, is this--

- [gasping]

Clara, sweetheart.

Mother.

Clara.

Oh, God!

God!

- Father, it's OK.

It's OK.

- Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Let it bleed.

Don't get it on you.

Oh!

- Yeah, it's going to spread.

Listen to me.

Listen to me carefully.

Oh, God.

Where was your daughter?

- Levy Lake, where all the children are baptized.

- Go get your daughter while she's unconscious.

You needs to get her to Levy Lake, baptize her again.

Go.

Go!

Peter.

Peter.

Ah!

Take the girl to the lake and baptize her in the name

of Jesus Christ, our Lord.

Do you understand me, Peter?

- I'm not leaving you here, Father.

- You need to go!

Do not let her out of your sight, Peter.

There is something else afoot here.

Go.

Go, go, all of you.

Get her into the holy water.

Find her.

Find her.

Get her safely to the holy site.

Peter, God be with you, son.

I'll be all right.

Peter.

Give me.

Give me a kitchen knife, if you will.

A bread knife.

- Come on.

Get off the road.

Get off the road!

- Thank you.

Thank you.

PETER: Are we almost there?

GABRIEL: Yeah, it's not much further now.

Oh, no.

No!

Not now.

SELENA: I can feel it.

I can feel him.

GABRIEL: What are you saying?

SELENA: I can feel him moving through us,

through our daughter.

[inaudible] feels like an angel.

And he's awake.

He's here!

Ah!

GABRIEL: Ah!

[chewing sounds]

FATHER MONROE: What is this place?

- This is where they would come, hundreds of years ago.

The place of worship.

Never dreamed it would still be active.

I'm so sorry, Henry.

There was nothing you could do.

You must leave this place.

Just be grateful that he's gone, for now.

CURTIS: Open the door.

Come on.

Sh.

All right.

- Every time.

CURTIS: Are you ready?

- Chicken dinner.

Oh, now, you whip the camera out.

CURTIS: Yeah, I gotta make sure I catch your surprise on camera.

- There's a surprise?

CURTIS: Check the table.

- Ah!

Where?

Is it a puppy?

Here, boy.

CURTIS: No, it's probably not.

I mean, it might be a puppy.

- Can I open it?

CURTIS: Of course, baby, open it.

- What's up?

Beautifully wrapped.

CURTIS: Yeah, surprise, huh?

- I am, actually.

It's a blender?

CURTIS: Yeah, baby.

But it's not just any blender.

It's the blender that you've always wanted.

- Oh, yeah.

Oh, my gosh.

Wow.

CURTIS: Yeah.

- It's perfect.

And I love it.

CURTIS: And I spoke to the salesperson,

and he said that it's the quietest blender out there.

So now, you can make smoothies anytime you want.

- Oh, you mean I can make you healthy

smoothies whenever you want them.

Like, when you're on work calls or working from home,

or playing video games, or getting dressed or showering,

or when you're asleep.

Like, a perfect Stepford wife.

CURTIS: Mm-hmm.

- Happily shopping.

CURTIS: That's a new [inaudible].

- Haberdashery.

CURTIS: Oh, no.

- Oh, shit.

Someone is really trying to get in contact with me tonight.

It's an unknown number.

Who answers an unknown number--

CURTIS: All right.

Well, just answer it.

- --at this day and age?

No, it's probably some--

it's probably that creepy uncle or some relative just calling

to wish us happy anniversary.

But I'm having a great anniversary,

and I don't need any more wishes.

Oh, look.

It's stopped.

Problem solved.

How did you get this--

MALE VOICE (ON PHONE): --face in the news, right?

The sister to one of the victims from the Levi Lake massacre?

- That was five years ago.

But yeah, I am.

Why?

MALE VOICE (ON PHONE): There's something

you might want to know.

Police don't really look into it up here, even though it

happened a couple times now.

- What are you talking about?

MALE VOICE (ON PHONE): Well, myself and

some of the other locals you there's been

sightings of a kid nearby lake.

Maybe it's a teenager.

I don't know if it's a boy or a girl.

- What?

MALE VOICE (ON PHONE): But I've seen it once myself.

Others have seen it maybe a couple more times.

- That could easily be anyone's kid.

Look, my nephew and the Clara girl,

they were pronounced dead years ago.

So it's over. It's done.

MALE VOICE (ON PHONE): Yeah, they never found

the bodies, though, did they?

This isn't some kid on a hike, ma'am.

Like, no one is going up there.

No one is going up to Levi Lake anymore after what happened.

This kid, this thing, I don't know, it's feral.

- I'm sorry.

Is this a joke?

MALE VOICE (ON PHONE): No. No, ma'am.

I swear on my life.

Look, I gotta go.

I just thought someone should know.

- No.

MALE VOICE (ON PHONE): I don't want no part of this.

But I thought you should know.

- No.

Don't go.

MALE VOICE (ON PHONE): I gotta go.

Take care. - Wait!

What do we do?

CURTIS: Babe, it's over.

Search and rescue, they did a grid search up there for weeks,

and they didn't come up with anything.

There's-- there's nothing up there for you.

Oh, shit.

I'm sorry.

- You put the tickets in the blender?

CURTIS: You didn't think I just got you a blender

for our 10th anniversary.

I mean, I'm not a bum.

- Baby, that's a disaster.

Recipe for a blunder.

CURTIS: Oh, my god.

I was just waiting on the reveal,

but then we got that creepy phone call.

Kind of ruined my shot.

- I did think you just got me a blender.

I've never been to Barbados.

CURTIS: M-m.

- Why have we never been to the Caribbean?

CURTIS: I don't know, but it's going to be perfect.

It's warm.

- Yes.

CURTIS: Open water.

- Wait, are you just going to fish the whole time?

CURTIS: No.

I've got one day. - Oh, my god.

CURTIS: Just one day. One day, baby.

- I knew it. CURTIS: Promise.

Promise. Cross my heart.

Hope to die. Just one day of fishing.

- One day. CURTIS: One day.

- You get one day.

CURTIS: Thank you.

- Today is Friday.

We leave on Monday.

So we have the weekend, right?

CURTIS: Alice, no.

No, we can't.

Babe, are you sure you're OK with this?

And where's that old guy you mentioned?

He's not on here.

ALICE: Mysterious.

Father Monroe?

CURTIS: Yeah.

ALICE: Yeah, the church isolated him from this mess

as soon as possible.

Even the lead detective on the case

found it really hard to get a one on one with Monroe.

But good luck getting anything out of an old Exorcist anyway.

My guess is he did it.

Apparently, he sawed off his own arm with a bread knife.

CURTIS: Wait what?

You didn't tell me that.

Why would he do that?

- Your guess is as good as mine.

Nothing about this case really makes any sense.

CURTIS: All right.

But you still want me rolling on all this, huh?

- Why not?

Maybe we'll catch a feral kid on camera.

Maybe we'll get famous.

CURTIS: It was a bad idea.

ALICE: This is where they found Gabe and Selena Hall's car.

This is the only spot where they found

blood, right here on the road.

CURTIS: Jesus.

- You were right.

What are we doing here?

CURTIS: You had a gut feeling, right?

It's always worth paying attention to.

- I'm sorry I ruined our anniversary.

CURTIS: Stop. Stop.

Don't even. - I don't know.

I thought maybe-- maybe there was some final clue

or whatever closure looks like.

CURTIS: Baby.

Baby, don't worry.

All right?

What do you say we just-- we just get out of here.

Get out of these woods.

Go to white sand beach and put some sunscreen on you.

You know how you burn.

All right?

Let's not worry about this.

- Yeah.

OK.

Can we stop at that super greasy burger place on the way home?

CURTIS: You got it.

And I'm going to have, like, four of those, you know.

- Oh, I know.

CURTIS: I love you.

- I love you, too.

OLLIE: [inaudible]

CURTIS: What?

ALICE: Curtis, did you hear that?

CURTIS: Yeah.

Yeah, I did.

Oh, shit.

- Ollie?

CURTIS: Alice.

Alice.

- Ollie?

CURTIS: Alice, where are you going?

OLLIE: Alice!

CURTIS: Baby.

OLLIE: Alice!

ALICE: Ollie.

Ollie, where are you?

Ollie!

CURTIS: Alice.

ALICE: Ollie!

CURTIS: Babe, hold on for a second.

- Do you think someone could be messing with us?

Someone could be messing with us.

CURTIS: I mean, they got to be-- it's got to be the locals.

They just want to take advantage of us.

[inaudible] play a fucking prank.

- Why would someone do something like that?

OLLIE: Auntie Alice, I need your help!

- What the fuck.

OLLIE: Auntie Alice, I need your help

finding the camera you gave me.

I'm sorry, I lost it.

- It's him.

It's gotta be him.

Ollie!

Ollie, stay right where you are, sweetheart.

CURTIS: Alice.

OLLIE: I need you, Auntie Alice.

- What the fuck is that?

Ollie?

CURTIS: Alice, just waiting for a second.

- I know the sound of my nephew's voice.

OK?

Trust me.

Ollie, where are you?

OLLIE: Alice!

ALICE: Ollie!

Ollie!

CURTIS: Oliver!

- Ollie, we're here.

CURTIS: Oliver!

- Ollie, where are you?

Oliver!

ALICE: How far is Levi Lake from here?

- I don't know.

I mean, we're so far off the trail now.

Fuck.

ALICE: Babe, those are deer bones, right?

CURTIS: Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

ALICE: Let's keep going.

CURTIS: All right.

Fuck!

ALICE: Are we lost?

CURTIS: I don't know.

We gotta keep moving.

ALICE: OK.

OK.

- The sun is going down.

[twigs snapping]

ALICE: What was that?

Oliver are you hurt?

CURTIS: Oliver!

Stay where you are, buddy.

OLLIE: Auntie Alice!

- Ollie, we're coming.

Ollie!

CURTIS: Baby, be careful.

Oh, shit.

ALICE: Ollie!

Ollie!

OLLIE: Auntie Alice.

Uncle Curtis.

ALICE: What is happening?

CURTIS: Something's wrong.

This is not what it seems.

OLLIE: I'm here, Auntie Alice.

- Did you hear that?

CURTIS: Yeah.

- Ollie!

Ollie, we're right here.

Where are you?

ANNIE: Alice.

Curtis.

What's happened?

CURTIS: Is that Annie?

ANNIE: [inaudible]

CURTIS: Annie!

ALICE: Annie!

- I can hear her.

Take that.

I can hear you, sister.

I'm coming, Annie!

ANNIE: Help!

- She's over here.

ANNIE: Help!

CURTIS: Annie!

ALICE: Ollie!

CURTIS: Annie!

OLLIE: I'm scared.

ALICE: Ollie, I'm coming.

I'm coming, honey, just keep talking to me.

Ollie!

Curtis!

Curtis.

Curtis!

[growling sounds]

ALICE: [crying]

No.

No. No.

No. No.

No. No.

No. Oh, no.

No.

No.

Ollie!

OLLIE: I'm up here.

ALICE: Ollie.

Ollie.

OLLIE: I'm stuck, Auntie Alice.

I need your help.

My leg is caught.

ALICE: No.

OK.

OLLIE: We'll have to hurry, Auntie Alice, before she--

before she-- comes back.

THE BEAST: I can make all sorts of voices, Alice.

ALICE: Oh!

Oh.

Oh.

[panting] Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

THE BEAST: Oh, Alice.

Alice, you have such pretty hair.

I'm so, so glad.

I've been waiting for someone with very pretty hair.

My baby needs hair.

You must want to meet my baby, Alice.

Don't you?

I always wanted a perfect baby.

So I made one with eyes from Mommy, lungs from Ollie,

lips from Daddy, skin from Annie.

Now, I just need your pretty hair.

- Ah!

[hitting sounds]

ALICE: Ah!

THE BEAST: Grandfather, Henry Monroe, I live.

- What the fuck.

[laughing]

CURTIS: Oh!

[crying]

(SINGING)

SELENA: Take my daughter, Clara, to be your loyal servant.

Take my daughter, Clara.