All language subtitles for The.Outsider.2020.S01E07.In.the.Pines.In.the.Pines.1080p.AMZN.WEBRip.DDP5.1.x264-NTb.[eng]

While I have you,
I was wondering

if maybe you'd give me
a little sneak preview

of what you're gonna be
talking about later.

Well, I can tell you one thing.

I'm afraid nobody's
going to believe me.

I believe that Terry Maitland,
Heath Hofstadter,

Maria Canales...

All three were not only
innocent,

but I believe they were victims
themselves.

The real killer was a malevolent
entity called El Cuco.

This is what you've been doing
this whole time?!

Going after the boogeyman?!
Are you insane?!

All she's asking for
is we keep an open mind.

I'm just gonna look for facts,
evidence...

Dumb cop shit like that.

It kills every 27 days.

What I couldn't figure out
was... He was transforming.

At first, I didn't understand

what I was looking at.

Stop!

But now I do.

Best we just get to where
we're going.

We're down a chair.

I don't want it in the house.

So where is it?

It's out back.

Till the next garbage pickup.

Unless you wanna take it
to the dump for me today.

So we'll just invite our
single friends for dinner, then.

I already ordered
a replacement online.

They say we'll have it
by the end of the week.

- It's done, then.
- It is.

And she's still sleeping?

No, I don't believe so.

I heard movement earlier,
and the front door.

So, she's not here?

My guess is not.

I don't get it.
Why so up-and-at-'em

so early in the day in a town
she doesn't know anyone?

How's she gonna get around?

And where could she possibly go?
Did you talk to her?

I was in bed.

Well, I wish you had.

She's a big girl.

I know that, Ralph.
I'm just saying.

I gotta go.

Hey, does anybody out there
feel like working?

God damn it!

Who is this?

Hi, Howie. It's Glory.

Hey, Glory.
Sorry about that.

I think somebody
just stole my chew toy.

How's it going, kid?

- You know.
- No, actually, I don't.

Well, I'm going back
to work today.

- Good for you.
- Yeah, the cupboards

are getting a little light
on food.

Hey, listen. Have you given
any more thought to suing?

I just can't
put my mind to a lawsuit yet.

No. You're right.
It's only been three weeks.

No need to rush.

Whenever you're ready, though.

Thank you, Howie.

- Where are you going?
- I'm going back to work!

- Mom's gotta get out there.
- Why?

- Stay with us.
- I would love to.

But I will call you both
every chance I get, okay?

Are people going to be
mean to you?

Why would they be?

Listen. There's a lot of
very nice people in this town,

and I'm gonna go sell
a house to one of them.

Good luck, Mom.

Thank you. I love you.

- Thank you, Dreena.
- It's my pleasure.

Bye, my sweets.

- Back to work.
- Have a great day!

How far is the barn?

They laugh in New York,

and they laugh in San Francisco,
but they will not be laughing

when the mouth of Hell
opens up and sucks...

Jack. How far is it
to the barn?

You know, even when I was a kid,
I didn't believe in anything.

Not God. Not the devil.

Santa Claus.

Superman. Boogeyman.

None of it.

But now, I believe.

I very much fucking believe
there's something else out there

that's worse
than I ever imagined.

You're right to believe.

So, what is it?

Vampire? Satan?

Joker? A guilty conscience?

I don't know.

How old is it?

I don't know.

My age? Centuries?
Before the Big Bang?

Is there just the one,
or is there others?

I don't know. I'm sorry.

Then let me tell you
what I know.

I know I'm just like that
poor bastard, Tracey,

I heard you talking about
last night.

Guy draws down a half-dozen
sharp shooters

because all he wants is to die.

So, question.

Is that what's gonna
happen to me?

Not if I can help it.
Not if I can track it, and...

expose it.

Which is why you're gonna
take me to the barn

and show me what's in there
and let me go,

so I can do what I have to to...
To stop it.

You know I'm trying
to help you, right?

Take that road right up there.

You've reached Holly Gibney.

I'm not here right now,
but please leave me your

contact information and I will get
back to you as soon as possible.

Hey, Holly.

It's, Ralph Anderson again.
Can you call me back, please?

Thanks, Yune.
I'll keep trying around.

This is Jack Hoskins.
Not here right now.

Leave me a message.

Jack, give me a buzz, will you?
It's Ralph.

I'm trying to track down
Holly Gibney,

the woman you met last night?

So...

Yeah, just call me back.

No, Howie. If she checks in,
have her call me back.

No. I'm trying him now.

No, Ralph, I haven't
heard from Holly,

but did you...
Did you talk to Jack?

No answer. Why?

Well, she seemed to be chumming
up with him last night.

I don't know
if you noticed that.

- Yeah, I did.
- A couple points there,

he was her only friend
in the room.

- True.
- He's not answering his phone.

She's not answering hers.

I... I'll meet you at his place.
Okay?

Yeah, I'm on my way.

Okay.

Hey, Claude.

I gave you a little
farewell bonus.

- You didn't have to do that.
- Hey.

Whenever my mom dumped me
in an orphanage

to go off with the next
shit boyfriend,

she always gave me a little
severance envelope, too, so...

I guess that's just how
I was raised.

Well, at least you got cash.

Whenever I opened mine up,
moths flew out.

Hey, thanks for this.

So, what are you gonna
do with yourself?

I don't know, man.
I might go back to Harvard.

Finish off my PhD
in atomic brain surgery.

Funny guy.

Just ain't been
feeling like myself, lately.

Yeah, this place'll
do that to you.

All right, bro.

Thanks again.

- I'll see you around.
- Yeah.

- Why me?
- What?

Why did it pick me?

This... thing...

It's drawn to pain.

Pain is... its wine.

That's why you.

You've been wronged
all your life.

I don't know by who,
or by how many.

My mother, for starters.

How many shrinks does it take
to change a lightbulb?

One.

But the lightbulb
really has to wanna change.

Let me show you the master.

This room is south facing,

and there's a great view
out that window.

Very nice.

Excuse me.

The kitchen is this way.

All these appliances
come with the home.

And I love this.
So convenient if you wanna

fill a big pot for pasta, say.

All these floors are original
hardwood, same in the bathrooms.

How are the schools?

Some of the best in the county.

Good athletic program?

Sure.

It's me.

Sorry?

Mrs. Terry Maitland,
bride of Frankenstein?

I'm here pitching my heart out,
and all you two can think about

is which of your friends you're
gonna blab to about me first.

- That's not fair.
- Okay, I'll tell you what.

If you agree to go to contract
on this dump,

you can take your camera out
right now,

and I will rotate my head
360 degrees

while spitting up guacamole.

That's enough.

Wait till you get a gander
at the guest room.

Are we picking this?

Hey, Yune. Yeah.

It's not good.

We should put
a BOLO out on her car and...

I don't know what's happened,
but if they are together,

then, we should consider
him armed and dangerous.

Yeah.

Shit, I hope that's his blood
and not hers.

Yeah.

- Hey, Alec.
- Holly's missing.

She what?

We think she's with Hoskins.

Well, how do you know
they're together?

Well, it's
a reasonable suspicion

given what we know so far.

Can you help us?

Look, I am up to my ass
in appointments today.

Let me call you back when
I catch a break, all right?

You know what, Howard,
you got her into this.

You're worried
about Jack Hoskins?

Last night,
he was looking at her

like she was the answer
to his prayers.

Maybe they're off
on some playdate together.

They're on a playdate?

You know, why don't you come
over here and see the blood

all over everything
for yourself,

then we can talk
about a playdate.

I'll call you back as soon as...

Alec?

What has he forced you
to do for him?

Not much.

A little food catering.
A little shopping.

A little... spying.

Why didn't you just stop me from
going to that meeting yesterday?

Why didn't you just stop me from
telling everyone what I knew?

Yet...

you took me straight there,
and you...

hung on every word.

Even fought for me.

Look how he's making you pay.

Keep your eyes
on the road, please.

I was really hoping you could
tell me so much more

than you really can.

- Hey, Ralph.
- Hey.

- How's Jerome?
- He's good.

- How are you?
- Good!

Sorry, hold on for a second.

It's really nice out today?

What's up?

I just wanna talk to you
about Jack.

What'd he do now?

We think he's...

taken our investigator,
Holly Gibney.

What do you mean, "taken"?

Not exactly sure, but you guys
are pretty tight, right?

You notice anything about him
in the last couple of days?

I haven't seen him
since the christening.

You were there, same as me.

Yeah, you... You remember
when you followed him outside?

Then why wouldn't you
hold my son?

Yeah. I was asking him why
he was leaving so early.

What did he have to say to that?

Just regular Jack bullshit.

Is there something
you're forgetting to tell me?

Are you asking me
if I'm holding out on you?

What the fuck, Ralph?

No, I'm asking you
if anyone's threatened you.

Who, Jack?

Okay, T.

Send my love
to your family, yeah?

Hey, Ralph.

I was thinking when I come back
from maternity leave,

I'm gonna transfer
to computer crimes.

No!

Why?

I dunno. The baby.

I don't think I can handle
the horror show anymore.

I mean, it's not like I won't
be police anymore, just...

I hope you find Jack.

Jack hasn't been buying
the last few days,

not that I'm complaining.

Well, when he was last here,
did he seem to be...

any kind of off?

Off?
Guy's a walking hand grenade

with the pin half out.

If he wasn't one of yours, I'd
have barred his ass years ago.

Hey, is Claude working today?

Claude quit.

Did he say what his plans were?

Something about going back
to school, I think.

Listen, if you do talk to Jack,
you should give us a ring, okay?

Sure.

That was Yune.

He's pinged Holly's phone
for us.

- Did he find it?
- Yeah.

And guess whose phone's
in the same spot.

Jack's.

They're headed south on old 22.

They just passed Bartlow
and Pope township,

two no-light towns.

Are they gonna pull them over?

Nah, I figure we can catch
up to them.

I don't want them spooked.

Oh, shit. Let's do it.

- What are you doing?
- I have to go to the bathroom.

- Just hold it for a bit.
- I can't.

- We're almost there.
- I have to go now.

You need your bag to pee?

I have to attend
to something else in there.

Like what?

Tell me, or you can just
go all over yourself right here.

Please don't make me
spell it out.

- I'll cover my ears. What?
- I have my period.

Can I borrow your phone?

- Why?
- Mine's about to die.

Holly! I have the keys!

Fuck!

You've known Hoskins
a while, right?

Does any of this line up?

Look, I'm not a fan of the guy.

Yeah, but this, I mean...

We're operating under
the assumption

that he kidnapped somebody.

We are.

So, why?

You know, since the moment
that I arrived

at the Frankie Peterson
murder site,

nothing's made sense.

Nothing in my life.
You know, I can't...

I really can't connect
the dots on any of it.

You know, one summer,
when I was a kid...

we spent a couple weeks
at a lake.

And I got lost in the woods.

You know, one second,
I'm screwing around with

my brother and some other kids,

the next thing I know,
I'm all alone,

no idea how to get back.

And then it gets dark,
then it gets cold.

And they find me
at 4:00 in the morning,

these two hunters, right?
Part of a search party.

My parents, and cops,
and the rangers.

Now, here's the thing.

Before they found me...

I heard something call my name.
And I heard it twice.

You imagined it.

Yeah, see, that's what everybody
said back then, too.

But that's not what happened.

No, I was a tough little kid
back then, I was.

I was tough as hell.

But hearing whatever that was
say my name...

To this day, I've never been
so shit scared.

Yeah.

So, they may file charges.

- For what, exactly?
- Emotional distress.

I never should've let you come
back to work. It was too early.

Like there will ever be
a right time?

Probably not.

I could make calls to other
agencies, but I don't imagine

it's gonna be any different
anywhere else.

Well, I need to make a living.

We're closing in on broke!

Well, if it was me,
I'd sell my house.

- And move to where?
- Anywhere.

You and the girls need
a fresh start.

No.

Terry and I raised our family
in that house.

I'm not putting the girls
through that.

We're staying put.

All right.

Well, if you change your mind,

I promise I'll get you
the highest price possible.

Thank you.

You know what? You're right.

I wouldn't let them run me
out of town either.

Not after everything
they've put you through.

- Hey, Glory.
- Let's sue.

- Who do you wanna sue?
- The P.D., for starters.

That goes without saying.
Who else?

You tell me.

District Attorney's office.

Country Department
of Corrections.

They were responsible
for Terry's safety

when he went to court.

And what about
the court grounds?

That would be
the County Court's office.

Make them pay, too.

How about any of their
individual players?

You wanna go after them?

Let me think about that.

Listen, once we go ahead with
this, you should be prepared...

So, the clerk was on his
smartphone the whole time.

Earbuds in.
Saw nothing, heard nothing.

What have you got? Anything?

Well, it's clear where
the car peeled out.

Right.

Okay, well, a car pulled out.
We... We can't be sure... whose.

We got this over here.

Yeah, right. Sablo said
that the cell tower ping

stopped around here,
and then they cut out. Okay.

And it's hers. God damn him.

Is she dead?

How the fuck am I supposed
to answer that?

Well, what's your gut saying?

My gut says,
"I don't fucking know."

We can drive around here,
we can look for the car.

But he's got 90 minutes'
head start on us.

So...

We're about to be relieved
of our duties here anyway.

- We should fill them in.
- No, Sablo's already done it.

Let's just make sure they
don't miss this,

and then we can go.

Fuck!

Fuck!

Hello?

Door was unlocked.

At first, I thought he was
an ally,

and so,
I thought nothing of him,

and he wanted to show me
something in the barn,

like he said.

Then I saw
the wound on his neck.

My next thought was that
he was delivering me up

like Tracey Powell delivered
those sisters in Dayton.

But then, no.

I think it only
feeds on children.

On the other hand,
if it's hungry enough,

or desperate enough...

Finally, I came
to the conclusion

that he was taking me somewhere
to...

eliminate me.

He was really, really struggling
with that, Jack.

But he had no choice
in the matter.

"Devil made me do it."

A devil made him do it. Yes.

Mark on his neck, on Tracey.
It's how he controls them.

He gets into their minds,
into their pain centers,

their memories, their souls.

It nestles in their heads
and looks through their eyes.

And those poor people, it...

Once it's in...

the only way they'll ever
experience freedom

is through death.

Did Jack give you any idea
where he was headed?

He's wherever this thing
wants him to be.

Hey!

Hey!

One last thing.
You ever seen this man before?

No. But...

But?

No.

Well, why don't you
hold on to that?

In case something occurs to you.

I'm looking for Holly Gibney.

Yeah. I shoulda called first.

What are you doing here?

Damn it, you had me going there
for a minute!

- She tells some story.
- Yeah, she does.

They got an all-points on him.

Cops are staking out
his apartment and his car.

- Yeah.
- Nothing so far.

Right.

The thing about that barn
that he was supposedly

taking her to...

The gas station where he was
letting shots go,

that's two hours
in the opposite direction.

- What about his cell?
- It's turned off.

Here's the thing that
I don't understand, right?

When all's said and done,
why would he even wanna...

kill her in the first place?

I think maybe she told you why.
You just didn't wanna hear it.

She doesn't strike me as crazy.

She's weird, okay,
but she's not crazy.

Somebody wanted her
off the board today.

She barely had time to unpack,
and someone wanted her gone.

I showed her
Claude Bolton's mugshot.

I just asked her if she
knew who he was.

Well, what...
What was her answer?

She'd never seen him before.
But I could tell it rang a bell.

Not like she was
hiding something,

but more like she couldn't
put her finger on it.

Well, thank you.

Thanks for that, you gassing
her head up even more

than it already was. No, really,
I appreciate that.

Here's the difference
between you and me.

You need this whole thing
to make some kind of sense

that you can live with.

I just want it to end.

Be in touch if we find him.

Ralph.

I want you to understand that
I've been doing my own research

on Heath Hofstadter
since I met Holly.

Naturally, that led me
to Terry Maitland

and everything else that you've
been looking at.

Okay.

Look, what I'm saying is,
what I'm hoping for is that...

That I can be a part of this
thing with you and your crew.

I'm a good detective. I was.

What difference does it make?

But I have never been shy about
pushing up my sleeves,

getting in the dirt
with the humps.

- Hey!
- You...

You knew.

That there was a vague
resemblance between that sketch

and Claude Bolton? Yeah, I knew.

And is it true that the Terry
version of it scratched Claude?

- Yeah, it is.
- When?

Why didn't you tell me?

After everything I told you
yesterday about Terry

having been scratched
by Heath Hofstadter,

who was probably scratched
by Maria Can...

Caneles? Yes. Yes.

So, why didn't you
say something?

Nah.

No, you don't get to do this
anymore, Ralph.

Do what?

Play like it's reasonable
and rational to ignore

everything that's unreasonable
and irrational

that's happening
right in front of your face.

If you guys are gonna
stop this thing,

you need to start getting
over yourself.

If you can't, or you won't
allow that to happen,

then you need to just
step to the side.

Because right now,
you're standing

in everyone else's way.

He...

I'm aware that this is
an imposition,

and I apologize for calling
like this,

but I wouldn't if it wasn't
an emergency.

Thank you. I'll be there
in an hour.

- What do you believe in?
- I'm sorry?

God.
Do you believe in God?

You know my personal
beliefs aren't relevant, right?

Right, what about
Heaven and Hell?

Do you believe that they exist?

Fine. What about evil?

Do you believe in the concept
of evil?

Whenever I hear evil,
I think "medieval".

Okay, but...

do you believe in it?

I believe in cause and effect,

and I believe
in medical research.

Okay, so, for you...

any kind of, negative behavior,

is due to either bad parenting,
bad genes,

bad brain chemistry, right?
There's no such thing, for you,

as evil in the world without
some rational explanation.

If I wanted to be
a voodoo doctor,

I'd have gone
to voodoo med school.

Tell me what's going on
with you.

You said it was an emergency.

Yeah. There's...

There's just some stuff
that's happening now,

that's unfolding now, that is...

That's just...

It's... It's too much for me.

Ralph, you need to be specific.

I know you're suffering.
I can see it.

But you have to give me
something I can bounce off of,

- or else...
- Okay. Okay.

Look...

You know, in some churches,
they say,

"You need to let go
in order to let God in,"

and this is more like...

"You need to let go
in order to...

let...

something in."

And...

I know how this sounds.
This sounds crazy.

And I'm not crazy. I...

I just... I just can't say
any more about it right now.

That's all I got.

- I'm sorry, Ralph.
- Yeah.

If you're not letting me in...

- I'm sorry.
- Yeah.

Yeah, I'm sorry, too.
Believe me.

I will tell you this.

For all that we now know
and understand

about the world these days...

there's a hell of a lot more
that we don't,

and maybe never will.

Is that any help?

Holly!

- I have the keys!
- Oh, shit.

How've you been feeling lately?

Like someone's been trying
to get inside your head?

My head. My house.

In the mirror
looking right back at me.

It's here.

If you can't get yourself
to really believe in this thing,

then you're not only
an obstacle,

but you're a danger
to everyone else.

It has my brother! Someone!