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Like mother like daughter, huh?

I have a new mother.

Rory?

Oh, my God.

You're not alone. We're here to help.

Oh, my God.

We need to talk somewhere she can't hear us.

Y-yeah. Come inside.

I'm guessing you're alone.

Is there any place in your house with no windows,

no potted plants, where nothing can grow?

That's your parents in there, right? In the locket.

Their photos. I mean...

I read that...

Look. We're like sisters.

It... It could be a pantry or a centered bathroom.

People hate you, but I don't.

You're just misunderstood.

No! Let me die!

Is this your dad?

- You should hate me. - But I don't.

But you should.

He was a good guy, he tried to save me.

Good enough to beat up his wife and kid.

Yeah, people usually plug their hears and fall along

when you tell them their hero cop once cracked

the kitchen counter open using your skull.

I mean, they're throwing him a picnic right now as we speak.

- That's awful. - Anyway.

See? Here you are.

I knew it.

Look.

See? We're bonded together.

There's a boiler in the basement,

we can talk there.

You know, I turn 17 at midnight.

Midnight? Really? Tonight?

You're my present.

Happy birthday, Rory.

Who's the child?

- It's hers. - Really?

Don't. Trust me.

Listen. I need to talk to you.

"Eyes off your phone, Rory".

My dad used to love these.

Is Brian Moses the only one?

Is he the only target?

Why? Did it work?

Rory, who else is there?

I don't know.

Please. It's not a game.

Why would I stop?

I mean, I can hear them laughing

every time I close my eyes.

Sure. I know exactly how you feel.

When my mom died

I thought that maybe they would cut me some slack, but no.

I just became the weird chick with the junky mom.

It's like they can...

They couldn't think about how I felt.

It'd be an inconvenience.

Ruin their good time.

Scum.

Right. So nobody's going to do anything about

just the meanness out there in the world,

then it's got to be me, right?

God, and the Birch doesn't make any of that go away, Rory.

She just brings more pain into the world.

- But she listens. - She doesn't.

She's milking you for blood like you are a cow,

and once you've hurt everyone you can stand to,

she will drag you down to her garden,

where she will keep you there as her captive daughter.

Lonely forever.

And how are we talking?

Got to let her go.

Listen. I can help you put this all behind you,

but you need to stop the bloodshed.

Zero minus zero is just zero.

It's not possible for me to be any lonelier than I am.

- At least she listens. - She doesn't.

No. You don't.

- You don't listen. - I'm trying to help.

Then make them treat me like a real person.

Rory, I feel your pain.

I do. You just have to breathe and breathe through this.

Rory, just breathe.

You breathe.

Hey! Fuck!

Come on, breathe, Evie.

Maybe a smile would help.

She doesn't ask me to "Breathe, Rory. Smile, Rory.

Everything will be fine..."

when it's not fine.

She sees my pain

and she's actually doing something about it.

So, if she wants a daughter,

I will be the best daughter to her.

And if she wants blood, I will give her so much blood.

- I'll take them all. - Please.

All hundreds, and hundreds of them.

Tonight the pain stops.

No! No!

No!

She's had four husbands...

She is. He's the worst, let me tell you.

- What are you doing here? - Sheriff Baker?

We just want some peace and quiet.

Rory killed a boy today.

What? Who? This Rory?

Rory Campbell? No, she's just a nice sweet quiet girl.

She called on the Birch.

There's gonna be a massacre tonight.

Look, I left all this crap behind me.

I'm off the force. I found a girl. I just...

- want to get on with my life. - Baker, I don't care.

Please, just make sure she doesn't leave the house tonight,

and I won't come back, I promise.

Alright.

Okay. I won't let her...

Help! Somebody help me, please, help!

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