Original subtitles

Hello?

I'm here!

- Hello? - Hey, mom. It's me.

I just made it to the Gambles'.

Is that boy there too?

Mom, no. I'm not with Mark.

- Are you sure about that? - Yeah, I wish.

- Megan. - Seriously? It's a joke.

You know your Aunt Maddie got pregnant at 16. It ruined her life.

- Mom! - I just wish you'd be honest with me.

No, seriously, I'm just babysitting tonight.

I want you home right after.

- That's the rule. - Okay.

Hey, um, I gotta go, okay?

Alright. See you tonight, sweetie.

Yeah, okay, bye.

Joanne?

Wait!

Hey, everyone, current time is 1:52 p.m.

We're about 20 minutes out from our scheduled stop in Cascade.

And after that we'll be on to Bear Lake and then on..

Nice work there.

You're quite the little artist.

Shit! Jesus.

Alright, alright. Hey, relax.

See? Hey, we're even, okay?

Stupid dog.

Oh, shit, shit.

Dad, the TV doesn't have an HDMI port.

- What? - Your TV doesn't have an HDMI port!

Is it plugged in?

You hear that?

I love that.

Oh, hey, I almost forgot.

Be right back.

Ba-da!

Well?

It's a bike. I'm..

Look, I... I... I picked it up cheap.

I thought it would, uh

you know, give you a little independence.

I already have my license.

- So? - So what do I need a bike for?

I mean, how am I supposed to ride that thing anyways?

- I'll just get a car. - Oh, yeah?

With what money?

Mom said she'd give me one.

Mom's buying you a new car?

Mom is getting herself a new car

and she's giving me the old one.

- The Lincoln? - Hey, I mean, that is a nice bike, right?

- I love the basket. - Shut up.

Oh, man.

You're all grown-up and fancy, huh?

I will have to teach you

how to drive a stick while you're up here.

I mean... after that heals.

Yeah.

When are we gonna talk about that?

Not now.

You... are on dish duty.

God.

Hey. Who's she?

Oh, I don't know. A lot of vacation homes up here.

Alright.

Huh, here it is.

That's the look.

Matt's gonna be on sailing instruction from 1:00 to 2:00

and then Carrie's gonna take over after that.

- Copy that. - Yeah, yeah, you're gonna say that.

Coming through.

Hey, y... you can't take that out on the water, alright?

- It's gotta stay in the picnic area. - It's my dad's boat.

- What do you care? - It's a hazard.

It belongs in the picnic area. Get it off.

Oh, it's a hazard.

We're surrounded by water, dumbass.

Have a wonderful day.

- Asshole. - Watch the language, buddy.

Right here, guys. Thanks.

- You're Liam's kid, right? - Yeah, that's me.

Great. Little help?

Oh, yeah, yeah, sure.

Over this way.

- Guess nepotism is alive and well, huh? - What?

What, you think I would have gotten this job if my arm was broken?

It's gotta be a liability or something.

- Are you even certified? - I've worked for my dad before.

Yeah, well, you haven't worked here.

This is a family marina, okay?

So just watch the swearing.

- Yeah, sorry. - I'm fucking with you.

I'm Mallory. No, nobody gives a shit here.

Ah, Ben.

Nice to meet you, Ben.

Nice to.. Yeah.

- Right here is good, thanks. - Hey, can I tie down here?

No, no, no, no, that spot's already reserved.

Taste the rainbow?

Yeah. That's Skittles, but okay.

Oh, lemon? Gross.

It's all about the strawberry and the cherry.

Well, I'm a lemon guy.

And a dinosaur guy?

- Hey, my slip says 17. - I gotta... I gotta take this.

- Am I in the right spot? - Yeah, I'll be right there.

- Hey, honey. - Hey, mom.

Sorry I didn't, uh, call you back.

You keeping busy?

Yeah, uh, been pretty busy, but it's good.

Okay.

I know he's got you working today.

So, how's your dad doing?

Hey, ma, I'll, uh, I'll call you a little later, okay?

- Okay, sweetie. I love you. - Okay.

Watch your step there, goober.

Mom, I don't think this is the trail anymore.

Nope. We are way off the trail.

Come on, this is an adventure, not a tour.

Aw, but are we lost?

Can't be lost if we didn't know

where we were going in the first place.

Spin it.

Okay.

I know exactly where we are.

Don't tell dad we got lost

and I'll let you DJ on the whole way home, okay?

- Okay. - Okay. Come on.

Dillon?

Dillon?

Dillon?

Dillon?

Dillon, come down here, baby.

Mommy needs help.

Come here, sweetheart.

Come on. It's okay.

Dillon, come down here, baby.

Dillon!

You're going to be in so much trouble

if you don't come here right now.

Listen to mommy, you little shit!

Do as I say, Dillon!

Dillon!

Mommy's getting angry!

Hey, don't dip out on me like that.

It freaks me out.

Come on.

I think I found a path back.

Ready, bud?

We're gonna get inside, and daddy's gonna drink lots of beers, yeah.

Abbs?

Just gonna do a quick how-to showing you

how to field dress these guys.

You should be able to just grab it

tug it down

and start working everything out.

- Go to the old butthole here.. - Abbs?

- Hey. - Hey.

We got a buck, baby.

I saw, yeah.

Ah, why is it in our driveway?

Ah, we hit it on the road.

- Ready, Dillon? - Yeah.

You had an accident?

Truck's fine. We're fine.

Don't work yourself into a tizzy.

What are you doing with that?

It's good meat.

I'm gonna clean it, gut it.

What?

I used to do it with dad

all the time out here.

Hey, Abbs, you really think that's a good idea?

Guy could have nightmares.

I don't want our kids growing up thinking meat

comes from a store wrapped in plastic.

Okay.

Mommy's beer?

Okay.

Alright.

Okay, here we go.

Okay. Almost there.

Almost there.

Oh!

Ew. Ugh.

I think you did it wrong.

Okay. Go inside.

Get cleaned up.

Yup. I see what it is.

A little pre-show entertainment..

...for the future presentation.

Ah..

Hey, what's going on?

Ah..

Ah, I just, uh..

I just thought I saw an animal.

Right. Okay.

Yeah.

Yeah, okay.

Uh-huh.

Shit.

Hey, kid! Yo!

Not a good idea, bud.

Just stay away from there, alright?

Let's go.

Ah..

What are you doing over there?

I was just saying hi.

Hey, t... the lady at the marina?

Sara?

I should meet her.

Okay.

Yeah, we'll do it... tonight.

Yeah, sure.

Cool.

Don't let that spill.

Shit.

Hey.

I don't think you're supposed to be in here.

You're not that cute.

Copy. Hey, have you seen Casey?

- No. - Oh, shit. How do people like that get hired?

Lily, let's go. Mom's gonna be here in a few to pick you up.

Come get your stuff. Come on, come on, come on.

- Hey, this guy at the club is freaking out here. - Yeah, I'll be there in five.

- Hey, can you pick, uh, help that guy, slip 12? - Yeah.

- Bye! - Thank you.

Okay, bud.

Whoops.

Whew, you're... you're packing.

Let's go inside and change you, huh?

That sounds like fun.

- Oh! - Hey, neighbor.

- How we doing over here? - I was sleeping.

Yeah? Not a fan of sailing?

My dad wanted me to learn how.

I wanted to go paddle boating.

This isn't paddle boating.

This sucks.

Let me tell you something.

There are popsicles

in the fridge in the cafeteria.

The deal is, you see anything weird outside your house

you tell me, alright?

- Okay. - Get out of here. Go.

Hello? Uh-huh.

Oh, hey, Sara wanted us to, uh, pick up dinner rolls.

Yeah.

Gluten-free. Uh-huh.

Truce.

I'm guessing these aren't gluten-free.

- What? - Three dollars.

- Hey, mom. - Hey, sweetie.

Starting to think you're forgetting about me.

Yeah, yeah, sorry about that.

- I've been busy. - Making any new friends up..

Going to a party tonight if you want to come.

- Um, I can't tonight. - Any cuties?

- You sure? You positive? - Yeah.

- Mm-hmm. - You don't want to come?

You wanna be boring and lame forever?

- Okay. - I, I just got here, but yeah.

I miss my boys.

What are you guys up to tonight?

Is your dad making his world-famous Coney dogs?

Um, I, uh..

- Hey! Wait! - Hey!

Hold up.

- Hey. - Hey.

Never have I ever been skinny dipping.

Seriously, Dana? You're so fucking lame.

Alright, J.J.'s turn.

Never have I ever broken my arm.

- Aww. - Drink! Drink!

Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!

- Alright. - Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!

- You do not have to drink that. - Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!

Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!

- Drink! Drink! - Come on, drink it.

Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!

There's barely any room on here.

How am I supposed to fit my name?

- You gonna tell me? - I don't even know you.

I can't go divulging my darkest secrets.

I'm very trustworthy.

You're very drunk.

Mm.

I fell out of a second-story window.

I snuck into my neighbor's house to steal some Vicodin.

I went in the medicine cabinet

and... they came home

so I climbed out the window.

That's... how you broke your arm?

- You jumped? - I guess.

I barely remember that part.

- It was kinda stupid. - It sounds pretty stupid.

Mm.

Alright, okay, your turn.

That is not the deal.

Ahh!

Fine.

This was a while ago.

Hannah Montana.

I, come on, I, I bare my soul to you

and you give me Hannah Montana?

I wore an orange wig to school all of fourth grade

and I made everybody call me by my stage name.

Dakota Starcrush.

- And why? Why'd you stop? - 'Cause the wig started to smell like butt.

That's pretty awesome.

You're pretty awesome.

Starkis crush, Starcrush.

Here.

It's water.

Here. Come on.

Are you coming?

I can't get my cast wet.

Shit.

Ooh, cold.

What's your name?

Whoa, hey, whoa.

Whoa, jeez. Ha.

- Come on. - Now you've been skinny dipping.

Alright, okay, I get it.

Relax.

Eyes closed.

I can hear you swimming.

Marco.

Polo.

Hey, there, turtle dick.

Little cold in there, buddy?

Just give me my shirt.

Sorry. It was just a dare.

You're such an asshole.

- What? It's funny. - You're just being a dick.

Fuck off.

Oh.

Hey, sweetie.

I'm not tough as nails, mom.

Oh, it's okay, baby.

Come here. Come in here.

- Better? - Mm-hmm.

Hey.

Oh, God. Hey, are you okay?

I've been looking all over goddamn everywhere for you.

Hey, did you, did you see her?

What? Who?

It was the neighbor. I..

Where were you?

I was, I was at a party.

Come on.

Ben!

Sorry.

I had a terrible night, if it's any consolation.

I raised you better than this shit. Come on, Ben.

- You're smarter than this. - You and mom raised me.

Maybe you both should stop patting

yourselves on the backs, alright?

I just missed a stupid fucking dinner.

Sit!

You are going to apologize.

I said I'm sorry.

I'm going to bed.

You are gonna sit there and apologize to Sara!

I'm not apologizing to some bitch you're sleeping with.

I'm... just gonna head out.

I, um, I should go. It's..

- I'm sorry. - It's fine.

We'll talk tomorrow.

You missed a good dinner.

Oh, shit.

Baby, I gotta run.

I'm gonna miss my charter.

Oh, someone needs a shower.

Hey, be good for mom.

Mm-hmm.

Hey, what's up, midget dick?

Gross.

Mom?

Mom?

Mom, one of the bunnies are gone.

Mom?

Mom?

Hey.

You lock up the boathouse?

Yeah.

Here.

Thanks.

You ready?

I... I still have all these rental contracts to go through.

- I... I can walk. - No.

I'll be done with this shit in about an hour.

You can sit and wait.

- Hey. - Hey.

The last of the charters came in

so I'm gonna head out.

Okay.

Ah, Sara.

Can I get a ride?

Ah, you know, I'm, like, an amazing cook.

I can't have dairy anymore, but I do a killer vegan.

It's one of the reasons that I'm awesome

and, uh, not just some bitch your dad's sleeping with.

I, uh, I didn't..

Look, here's the deal.

I'm gonna give you a do-over.

Just... promise to give the casserole a shot?

Deal.

Deal.

What are you doing up here?

Dillon?

Don't let her in.

Stay here.

Are your parents home?

Can I help you?

Hey, sweetie.

My son, he likes to play hide and seek.

He's a handful.

Is he here?

No.

Just... just us.

Ah, if I see him

I'll let you know.

Can you bring him down?

I... I didn't say he was here.

Hey, whoa.

Hey, this is private property, okay?

I decide if you come in.

You are a very stupid boy.

I'll snap that other arm.

Hey, I'm 17, and you can get off my porch.

Baby?

I came home, and all the lights were off.

What's going on?

I'm looking for our son.

Dillon?

Dad. Dad!

Hey, pooper

what are you doing all the way over here?

I want to go home.

Come on, baby.

Oh.

Hey, you, uh, you spooked me.

I... I thought I was the only one here.

Hey, no worries. It won't kill me.

You good?

Yeah.

Ah... have a good night.

Yeah, you too.

Alright.

Let's get cozy.

Okay.

Here we go, just like that.

Alright, night, bud.

Dad.

Mom's being... weird.

Ah, you should have seen her at Burning Man.

Mom's always been weird.

Sleep tight.

- Hey. - Hey.

What you doin'?

Just, uh..

Just watchin' Netflix.

You?

Hung over.

This fat kid ate a whole microwave pizza

and now I'm eating your apology.

- Cool. - I am cool.

So is that, like, your thing?

Tell a girl a sob story, puke on her

and then skinny dip with the town ho?

Ben? Hello?

Yeah, yeah, I'm... I'm here, just, uh..

...this movie just got good.

Ben.. Well, I can go if you're busy.

Ben? Ben?

Ben, you home?

You workin' today, idiot?

Yeah.

Yeah.

- What time is it? - 11:00.

Where's, uh, where's Dillon?

Who?

Little blond kid.

He had a lesson today at... at 10:00.

Oh, you're fine. He no-showed.

Okay, bathroom's over there.

What do you mean, no-showed?

- What? - He didn't show up.

I, um.. Look, I... I gotta go.

- What? - I gotta go.

Just cover for me, okay?

Tell my, uh, tell my dad somethin'.

Ben!

Hello?

Can I help you?

Uh, yeah, is, uh, is Dillon home?

He missed his lesson today.

What lesson?

I teach sailing at the marina.

He had a lesson this morning?

- You know, your son, Dillon? - Uh, my son?

I don't... I don't have a son.

Dillon, your little boy.

Okay, what, are you messing with me?

I got no kids, kid.

Hey, look, look, you have a son, alright? I've seen him.

Look, man, I don't have time to dink around.

Just get off my porch, okay?

Yup, your neighbors are creepy as fuck.

- What're you doin'? - It's, like, a ward.

It stops, uh..

Who are you texting?

Your dad, telling him you're at home puking your guts out.

He was gonna drive over here, but I told him I'd check on you.

You're welcome.

Now look.

How many dead babies you think she's got down there?

God.

You're acting nutter-butters.

You can't be like this when your dad gets home.

Witchipedia?

I'm telling you, something happened to Dillon.

He's gone. I know it.

Okay, maybe he's just staying with family.

No. Why would you say you didn't have a kid when you do?

I don't know. Maybe he's just a private person.

No, Mal..

He had no idea who I was talking about.

Like, he couldn't remember his kid at all

and Dillon, you should have seen him.

He was fucking terrified of his own mom.

Okay. Um, so..

Maybe just go knock on her door

and ask her if she could..

Okay, that's just funny.

Okay, well, I have to go lock up for your dad now.

So..

Have a good stakeout.

No, no, no, no, Mal, what're you doin'?

Honey?

Beer?

Yeah, hey, did you see any kids messin' with the cellar door?

- Oh, hey! - Oh, hey, um..

- Well, I'll lock up. Yeah. - Oh, really? Alright, thanks.

I'm out for the night, so have a good one.

- You too. See ya. - Bye.

911, what's your emergency?

Uh, I'd like to report a, a missing kid..

missing, a missing person.

Okay, sir, can you please provide me

with the name of the missing person?

Sir?

Sir?

- Sir? - Shit. Shit. Shit.

- Hey. - Mal, she's after your sister!

What? Are you okay, Ben?

- What is this? - Your sister!

She's after her! Where is Lily?

- Is she with you? - Who's Lily?

Shit!

Mal!

Mal, watch me do the slide.

This time you guys are puttin' the worms on your own hooks.

Mal!

Ugh!

You dump that shit in my dad's boat?

Huh?

You piece of shit!

- Hey! - Come on. Get off me!

- Come on! Come on! - Hey!

- Stop! - Ugh!

Lily!

Lily!

Lily?

Lily!

Lily!

Oh, God, Lily.

- Pull. - Ah!

Ah!

Do you know all of his friends?

Is there anyone new he's been hanging out with?

No, he doesn't know anybody. He just moved here.

- He just.. - Dad?

I don't remember. I don't..

You were supposed to stay in your room.

We'll give you some privacy.

You okay?

- Yeah. Uh, I'm fine. - Good.

You broke into the neighbor's house.

You beat up some kid at the marina.

No, dad, I didn't beat up..

You... you don't understand.

God, I can't, you're lying to me!

- You on something? - No, dad, it's not..

She killed her kids. She took Lily.

- What are you talking about? - The lady next door, alright?

She's... she's doing shit, making people forget people..

You mean Abbie, the nice woman whose house you broke into?

No, she's making people forget about their kids.

Oh, my God. I'm not listening.

Just look in her cellar.

Dad, I promise, just ask Mal, okay?

- Stop it. Stop it! - She won't even know...

Ben, this is done!

Okay?

I talked to your mother

and I am taking you home

and we're gonna f..

we're gonna find you a clinic, okay?

And we're gonna get you some help

because this isn't working.

- Dad.. - Mr. Shaw?

Can I have a word?

Yeah.

Don't move.

Alright, well, your neighbors aren't interested

in pressing any charges

so long as he stays off their property.

Your dad really loves you.

You know that, right?

Yeah, yeah, that's great, yeah.

What I need is for him to believe me.

I think you have to earn that.

I'm sorry. That's... that's not my place.

Look, I really care about your dad

and I'm sorry if I had anything to do

with this... this whole mess.

No, it's..

...that's not the point.

It's.. I just.. I don't know, you..

I like this house.

Ben!

- Ah! - Stop! Oh, my God!

What the hell did you do?

- Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow! - Shh, you okay?

No!

Ow!

Dad! Dad!

Dad..

Ben, I'll meet you at the station.

No! Dad, she's not Sara, dad.

Listen to me! Listen to me!

Look in the cellar, dad.

Go look in the cellar!

Dad!

She's not Sara!

He's just high, alright?

Give him some time.

- Let's roll. - Dad! Dad!

Sara?

Hey..

...I'm headed to the station.

- Do you mind? - Wha..

I could use a drink.

Sure.

Here you go.

I'm really sorry about Ben.

I gotta go.

Don't leave.

- I really gotta go. - Okay.

I have to go.

Hey, Liam Shaw. Leave a message.

Hey, Liam. Um, just about done.

Um, I, um..

Hope everything's okay.

Just wanted to see if you've heard from Ben.

Let me know.

Hey, w... where are we goin', man?

Aren't we goin' to the station?

Hey.

Hey, what're we doin' here?

Hey, man, what're we doin'?

- Come on. - Ahh, ahh! Argh!

What're you doin'? God!

Let me go!

No! No! No!

- No! - Ah!

Ah! No!

Whoa, whoa, hey! Hey, come on.

Please, I'm sorry.

Please, no, no, no.

Please, it's okay.

No! No!

Jesus.

- Hey! God! - Oh!

Oh, my God, dad, are you okay?

We gotta get you out of here.

Dad, we gotta get.. We gotta get out of here, okay?

- Aah! - Come on.

You're quite the little artist.

Thank you.

You hear that?

I love that.

It's just crickets, dad.

- Try me, B. - He's gone. I know it.

Are mom and dad gonna get divorced?

She's making people forget people.

Okay, what, are you messin' with me?

I got no kids, kid.

- Are your parents home? - Can I help you?

- Ben? - Hey, sweetie.

I like this house.

You were supposed to stay in your room.

- What's going on? - We'll give you some privacy.

Hey, whoa.

You're a very stupid boy, boy, boy..

Help!

Help!

Hey, hey, hey.

I'm gonna go get Nathan.

Nathan!

Ben!

- Where's my sister? - Mal, uh..

Just take this, okay?

- Hey! - Nathan!

Nathan!

Help!

Nathan!

Where is she? Where's Lily?

I don't know. I don't know. I tried to save her.

Ben!

Look, take that salt

and I want you to pour it around the tree, alright?

It's gonna trap her.

What do you mean, you tried to save her? What's going on?

I need you to tell me what's going on!

It took Lily, and it's got my brother.

- I have to go. - What took them?

What're you talking about?

Make a salt circle around the tree

and if I'm not back in ten minutes, burn it.

Ben.

Ten minutes, and you do it, okay?

Nathan.

Hey, buddy.

Hey.

Okay, I need you to wake up, buddy.

- Ben? - Hey.

We're gonna get you out of here, okay?

I want you to get up. Okay.

Ready to go? Ready to go home?

I need you to keep goin', and I'll be right behind you, okay?

Go, go, go, go, go.

Shit.

Oh!

- Ben! - Ah!

Go, go!

Are you alright?

Let's go, come on.

Mal!

- Pull yourself up. - Come here.

Come on. Okay.

Come here.

- You okay? Okay. - Yeah.

Alright, stand back, over here.

Ben!

Ben!

Lily!

Lily, oh, my God.

I'm gonna get you out of here, okay?

Come on, you gotta, you gotta wake up, okay?

Lily, open your eyes.

You gotta wake up, okay?

- I don't feel good. - Okay.

Hey, hey, you're gonna be fine. You're gonna be fine, alright?

We're gonna get you out of here.

Okay. Okay, here we go.

Come on, let's go! Come on!

Ben!

Mal!

Lily!

Okay. Go that way.

Go back to the house, and wait for me.

- Now! - Okay.

- Are you okay? - Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Go!

Ah!

Mom, we're headed out.

I'm doing pretty good, considering..

Uh, Lily's getting better every day, some nightmares.

It's expected. People died.

It's a lot to process, especially for someone her age.

Uh, before you go, I... I wanted to, um..

I wanted to ask you about something

that your sister said her last session.

She said..

...you had to burn the tree.

What tree?

Do you have any idea what she's talking about?

Mallory?

Um..

Sounds like one of her nightmares.

Alright, hold on, team.

Wait for the rest of us.

Let's go.

Hey, Starcrush.

Headed out?

Yeah, headin' home.

- Hey! Hm-hmm. - So..

Your mom and dad?

Nah, no, she's just, uh..

She's just driving back with us.

- Cool. - Yeah.

Well, good luck with..

...everything.

Thanks. You too, you know, with the rest of your summer.

Cool.

Alright, well..

Adios, muchacho?

Yeah, okay.

That is from Lily.

That's from me.

Take care of yourself, Ben.

Don't forget me.

Alright, who's ready to go?

- Hey. - Hey, stud muffin.

- You ready? - Yeah.

- Let's go. - Thank you.

Hey, so when we get back, I kinda thought..

Listen, I think I'm gonna stay with your Uncle Rory

for a couple of weeks, until this heals up

and, you know, until your mom and I can figure things out.

Hey, however it works out, dad.

It's fine.

Alright.

Oh!

- You good? - Ow.

So this is Ben's car now?

- She's pretty. - Ow.

Something to know about your dad

is that he's a huge baby when it comes to pain.

No, I'm not.

I got a lot of boo-boos here.

It's a magic fairy.

It is.. It is a spider.

This is a cockroach.