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[liquid pours]

[clink]

[wolf howl over music]

[flames roaring]

[ominous music]

[flames flickering]

[flames flickering] [insects chirping]

- The girl'’s been waiting for her boyfriend for ages.

But she can'’t stand the incessant scrapping

on the top of the car.

So finally, she decides

she can'’t stay locked up in the car anymore.

She gets out of the car

and looks up.

And there'’s her boyfriend

hanging from a tree branch,

his feet slowly scraping back and forth

on the top of the car.

- That was so lame.

- Okay, you got a story?

Anybody got a story?

How '’bout you grandpa?

You got one? [tense music]

- I may have.

- Come on grandpa tell it.

- [Grandpa] All right, well,

it takes place

in a sleepy picturesque wee town,

one of those idyllic, peaceful places

where people think nothing ever happens.

Except for it does.

And it begins as most stories do,

with a boy and a girl.

[geese cawing]

Except this boy

is not like any of you

or anyone you know, no,

not at all.

[breathing heavily]

- What'’s this? - What'’s what?

- This, this card?

- It'’s just some guy from the club [laughs nervously].

- Just some guy from the club?

You kept his card and...

with his home number scribbled on the back!

- Yeah, it'’s just a card, it's nothing.

- Were you planning on calling him later?

Hooking up? - No, of course not.

- Well what'’d he,

was he already here?

Right? - Okay.

- So his card is here

because he was already here. - No.

Right? - Don'’t be ridiculous.

- You lying bitch! - I'’m not.

But so what,

so what if I was, you don'’t own me.

- You fucking whore.

- You'’re fucking nuts,

crazy, you'’re insane!

- What did you call me? - No, please.

- What did you call me? - I didn'’t mean it.

Please no.

Please.

No.

[breathing heavily]

Stop it.

No.

Stop.

No.

No.

[body thuds]

[sobbing]

Stop it.

[screaming]

[faucets creak] [water splashes]

[breathing heavily]

[high pitched buzzing]

- [Reporter] Breaking news.

The St. Mary Sheriff'’s Department

has apprehended a suspect

in the gruesome murder of Eve Slater.

Wade Overton, 26, of no fixed address

has been charged with second-degree murder.

He was taken in to custody without incident earlier today,

when discovered hiding in the basement

of the Golden Buddha Restaurant.

Ms. Slater, aged 20,

was found brutally stabbed in her apartment

on Queens Street West, six days ago.

Slater and Overton were apparently known to each other.

Local residents can breathe easier

knowing the man some have been calling the bathtub slasher

is now safely behind bars.

And in other news.

[door creaks open]

[telephone ringing]

- Morning Tina. - Morning Sheriff.

- Hey Warren. - Hey boss.

- Good morning deputy. - Morning officer friendly.

[telephone ringing]

- St. Mary Sheriff'’s Office.

It'’s all right Mrs. Knowles.

Yes, I know you'’re frightened

but the sheriff has the perpetrator in custody.

That'’s right.

No need to worry.

Bye.

[telephone ringing]

- Larry, could you pick up!

- Ow, hey.

- St. Mary Sheriff'’s Office.

Yes Mrs. McCurdy.

I'’m sorry, I'm not at liberty to comment on that.

I really don'’t know if it was as bad as they say it was.

Well all right. [telephone ringing]

I suppose I can do that.

Okay, bye.

[Larry sighs]

- You gonna fry for this.

[ominous music]

[clock ticking]

[knocking on door]

- I got that paperwork finished Glen.

- Great. - Wow.

The phones are going nuts out there.

- Yeah, I know, in five years

I'’ve never seen anything like it.

- They'’re already calling him the bathtub slasher.

- Oh great, a legend is born.

Firstly, I can'’t wait

to get that piece of shit out of here.

- Hey, swear jar. [Glen groans]

- But yeah, he gives me the creeps.

Do you think he'’s a psychopath?

- Well, apparently the politically correct term

is now anti-social personality disorder.

But, yeah, a psychopath, sociopath, lunatic.

They all work for me.

- Are you guys going up to the pen now?

- That'’s right. - Oh.

Do you want me to come along?

Ride shotgun?

- No, I want you to help Tina with the phones.

And then I want you to finish up those reports

that you'’ve been putting off.

But first go get Henry Dobson out of holding

and bring him down to the car.

Warren you can take that one out.

Our charming Mr. Overton can wait in prison

until his trial comes up.

- You think he'’ll fry for this one?

- Not in this state Larry!

- Okay, well, he'’ll get life in prison, huh?

What do you think?

- I think that'’s up to the courts to decide.

- Mm, okay then.

You know it is what it is.

It'’s all good.

- Why does he always say crap like that?

It is what is and it'’s all good.

You know a lot of it isn'’t really good.

A lot of it'’s really bloody awful.

Yeah, I know, I know swear jar.

No, you know what?

Screw that!

I don'’t know whose idea was this bloody swear jar but

I want that thing out of here.

To hell with it. - Okay.

You'’re the boss.

- That'’s right.

I can swear if I damn well want to.

Is there anything I should know before I take off?

- Nothing in particular,

except every busybody in town

wants to know the gory details.

And Mrs. McCurdy said she wants him to know

she will pray for his depraved and godless soul.

- Somehow I doubt he'’ll care.

[clock ticking]

[birds tweeting]

[door shuts]

- Hey, who'’s that?

- Uh, never you mind Henry.

[door shuts]

- I know, keep an eye on the office

while you'’re up at the pen. - Hell no.

The office can take care of itself.

Keep an eye on Larry.

- [laughing] No problem.

You coming straight back?

- Yeah, I should be back by four.

- Well,

it'’s all good then [laughs].

[car roaring by]

- Hey.

Hey man, how about a smoke huh?

Come on.

- Shut up Henry.

You know there'’s no smoking back there.

- Ah, come on, it'’s one cigarette.

What'’s the big deal?

- There'’s no smoking in the squad car.

If there was I'’d be the first one to light up.

Besides, you know you'’re not allowed to have

matches or a lighter back there.

What were you planning to do?

Rub your heads together until they ignited?

That I'’d like to see [laughs].

- Okay, well how about one for later then, huh?

I'’m kinda tapped out right now,

I'’m gonna need one real bad by the time we get there.

Hey.

Hey.

You know it wouldn'’t kill you

to be a little friendly, you know.

Ever been to the pen before?

You could use a friend there.

'’Cause you're kinda small and lean.

What some of the boys might call choice.

And no good can come from that.

Believe me.

You'’re gonna need a friend.

- He won'’t need you Henry.

Sniveling little car thief like you

wouldn'’t be much good to the likes of that young fella.

- Hey, what'’s so special about him?

What'’d he do?

- Well let'’s just say

you wouldn'’t wanna share a cell with him.

[Wade sniffs]

- Hey.

What'’d you do?

- Never you mind.

You just shut up for a while Henry

and we'’ll all have a nice quiet ride.

It'’s a beautiful day.

Just enjoy the ride.

- Who did you do?

[ominous music]

- It won'’t be too much longer now guys.

[loud bang] - What the hell was that?

[screaming] [glass shattering]

[steam hissing]

[crickets chirping]

- I don'’t wanna die here [sobbing agonizingly].

Hey.

Hey, you'’re alive.

Hey man.

You scared the hell out of me.

I thought I was trapped in here

with a bunch of dead guys.

[body thuds] [door open signal pinging]

Hey get the keys.

Get the keys!

Get up man, get the keys.

- Oh shut up.

- Come on.

- Oh, god.

God.

- Hey.

Hey man, come un-cuff me!

You gotta help me out man.

I think my leg is bent.

Hey man [groans],

come un-cuff me.

- Thank you sheriff.

- I thought you were gonna leave there for a second man.

See, I can get us somewhere safe we can hole up.

I'’m from around here you know, there'’s a...

there'’s a bunch of farms nearby.

They raise corn.

Dirt poor mainly but...

we can get most of the stuff we need.

Oh man.

I thought you were gonna leave me.

- I would never do that.

- Because like I say, you know,

I'’m from around here and,

I could get us to one of the farms and

we can get a car and

we can get some cash and...

It'’ll be hours before they find this wreck you know.

We don'’t have to hang around, we...

We can find some place safe and...

If we get a car together...

[bones crack]

[head thuds]

- Who said anything about we?

[lighting cracking] [tense music]

[screaming loudly]

[river flowing]

[eerie music]

[water splashing]

[Wade breathing heavily]

[Wade groaning]

[lightning cracking]

[telephone ringing]

- St. Mary Sheriff'’s Office.

Seriously?

They should'’ve arrived hours ago.

Okay, I'’ll look into it.

This is Warren Clark calling from St. Mary'’s.

We'’re gonna need some help out here.

[eerie music] [fast footsteps]

[grass rustling]

[insects chirping]

- [groans] God.

[door creaks open]

Shit.

[door bangs shut]

[door creaking]

[twig snaps]

[tense music]

- What the hell do you think you'’re doing?

- I...

I'’m just lost.

I'’m just looking for shelter.

- Bull.

Now move!

You get up there on that porch.

Now get under the light

where I can get a better look at you.

- Harley Whalen, what in god'’s name are you doing?

- I caught him poking around out at the barn.

- Put that damn gun down.

Oh for heaven'’s sake

you'’ve seen too many of those John Wayne movies.

- Well I told you I caught him snooping.

[smirks]

- Well of course he was

looking for shelter I bet.

Look at him.

Lips are blue.

Probably soaked to the skin.

Probably hungry too.

Now get inside the both of you.

- Edna.

You don'’t know anything about him.

Who he is or where he comes from.

- What'’s your name?

- Wade.

- Where you from?

- Dayton.

- Well now I know.

- You be careful Edna.

I...

I don'’t like the look of that boy.

- Oh.

Come with me son.

- That hip giving you grief again?

- I'’ll be fine.

Don'’t you worry about that.

Now,

Wade from Dayton,

you get yourself out of those clothes

and into that tub.

Nothing like a hot soak

to get the chill out of your bones.

There you go.

Towel, facecloth, soap.

You need anything else, just ask.

[ominous music]

[Wade groans]

[exhales deeply]

[fire crackling]

- So,

did he hurt those people, grandpa?

- You must be patient lads and lasses.

You see, evil comes

in an infinite variety of forms and faces.

But by far the most diabolical

are those that come masquerading

in the guise of innocence.

[calm music]

[door opening] [tense music]

- Brought you some dry clothes.

They'’re not the fashionable sort

like you'’re probably used to,

and they might be a little big,

but I think they'’ll do.

It used to belong to our Daniel.

Shame to have them go to waste.

Now don'’t get go getting nervous

I won'’t peek.

Besides you haven'’t got anything

a woman my age hasn'’t seen before.

More than once.

- Oh, Wade,

don'’t you look nice.

Doesn'’t Wade look nice Harley?

At the least shoes fit.

- Yes ma'’am.

Thank you ma'’am.

- Well I'’ll be.

Isn'’t that something?

- Dinner'’s getting cold.

It'’s way past dinnertime.

- All right.

You come sit down Wade.

[eerie music]

- Well you,

picked a good night to drop by.

- It'’s rabbit stew with biscuits.

Hope you like it.

- I dropped the little beggar

out by Edna'’s vegetable garden.

- It'’s a real treat.

We don'’t often have meat on the table anymore.

It'’s so dear.

- But I noticed you had chickens.

- It'’s a little egg money. - Ah!

- We don'’t kill them until they'’re past laying but...

every once in a while

Edna cooks up a nice roast chicken dinner

with all the fixings.

- We manage all right,

get enough milk out of old Jenny

for butter and cheese.

You eat up son.

It looked like you could use a solid meal.

Here, try the biscuits.

Oh, you probably wanna call your folks.

Is that it son?

- Well you'’ll have to do that from town.

- You folks don'’t have a phone?

- That phone in the kitchen hasn'’t worked for years.

- No phone

and no TV.

Inventions of the devil.

- Won'’t your family be worried?

- Oh I don'’t have any family ma'’am.

- Nobody?

- No ma'’am.

- What are you doing son,

hitchhiking across country?

- Well that'’s asinine.

It'’s ridiculous.

- It'’s what the young folks do nowadays.

- Well only the stupid ones.

- How do you folks get the news?

- What do we need the news for?

It'’s all bad anyway.

We'’ve lived through world wars,

Korea, Vietnam, Iraq.

- Oh and the Cold War.

Don'’t forget that.

I never understood any of that.

It'’s when we decided to get rid of the TV.

- We'’re still here, aren't we Edna?

- That'’s right.

We didn'’t actually decide to get rid of the TV.

It just gave up the ghost one day

and we didn'’t replace it.

They'’re terribly dear.

- Besides, they waste your time.

- Harley prefers to tinker around the place.

I'’ve got my painting and my garden.

- Who plays?

Oh.

- No one, I'’m afraid.

That piano hasn'’t been played

since our Daniel was with us.

That was our Daniel.

Good-looking boy, wasn'’t he?

- Yes ma'’am, he was.

- I don'’t know why you have to have his portrait

hanging right there.

- Harley Whalen, shame on you.

That'’s some fine warm memories

when I look at that portrait.

Daniel brought so much to our lives.

- I can'’t help it.

It upsets me sometimes.

- Oh Harley,

you'’re just an old softie.

He'’s a sentimental fool.

It'’s one of the reasons I married him.

[Wade laughs]

Now over there,

that man was Alexander Bean.

He was head of the clan back in the old country.

- What old country?

- Why Scotland, of course.

- Edna!

- Well it'’s all right.

He was a little different.

It'’s always hard when you're different

if you know what I mean.

- Oh yes ma'’am, I do.

Excuse me, um.

"It is not over. [crowd jeering]

"It will never be over."

- That'’s what he said at his execution.

That English king, he tried to kill the whole clan.

Did unspeakable things to the men.

- Edna, for god'’s sake!

- I said unspeakable, Harley.

Unspeakable!

I wasn'’t going to describe it.

[fire roaring] [woman screaming]

The women he burned alive.

- So he killed everyone?

Pretty near.

But not quite.

Howsomever...

Piece of cake?

- Piece of cake.

That would be great ma'’am.

Thank you.

Thank you.

[Wade exhales loudly]

Sir.

- Boy.

["When the Roll Is Called Up Yonder" by James M. Black]

♪ When the roll is called up yonder ♪

♪ When the roll is called up yonder ♪

♪ When the roll is called up yonder ♪

♪ When the roll is called up yonder I'’ll be there ♪

- Isn'’t this wonderful!

It'’s my favorite song.

♪ When the roll is called up yonder ♪

♪ When the roll is called up yonder ♪

♪ When the roll is called up yonder ♪

♪ When the roll is called up yonder I'’ll be there ♪

[eerie music]

[Harley groans]

[engines roaring]

- Is it really awful?

Is it bad?

- Yeah,

sorry we found him like that. - Fuck.

- Oh fuck.

I gotta go get the coroner.

This is bad boys.

[sirens wailing]

I'’m good.

We gotta go.

[ominous music]

Gentleman.

Take it away boys.

- Hey folks.

Thanks for coming in.

I know it'’s been a very long night

under extremely difficult circumstances.

Sorry for your loss.

[clock ticking]

I just wanna make things clear

that I am not here to fill Sheriff Darnell'’s shoes.

I'’m just here until a replacement can be found.

- Is there any news?

- I'’m afraid not.

State troopers scoured the area all night

even brought out the dogs

but the storm didn'’t help much.

- So he got away?

- It'’s possible.

He could'’ve got a ride.

Who knows.

But we'’re not giving up

we'’re just widening our search.

- He'’s some nasty character.

He went-- - He murdered his girlfriend.

- So I heard.

- But did they tell you how he did it?

First they were having sex

and then what does he do

but cut her up real bad.

- No, please!

- Leave her to bleed out in the tub.

- Larry!

- Well geez, if she did something wrong

then maybe he could just break up with her.

I mean, right?

Right? - Larry!

- Didn'’t need to go all slasher on her, I mean,

I was there when they found her.

It was a mess, blood everywhere.

[clears throat]

- What we need to do now

is focus on the business at hand.

We have a killer on the loose.

And this killer appears to have a handgun.

Larry, I want you to make sure

everyone at the bus station on the day shift

and that private airfield has seen Wade Overton'’s photo.

Then go park out on County Line nearest the Interstate

just in case he'’s still in the area.

Warren,

you and Tina take care of things here.

Meanwhile I'’ll make some inquiries

see if anyone'’s seen anything suspicious.

Grab some coffee guys.

It'’s gonna be another very long day.

[parrot squawks]

- [Harley] Shut up Wally.

So when'’s breakfast?

It'’s past eight already.

- [Edna] In a while, the boy needs his sleep.

- [Harley] Oh, the boy needs his sleep, does he?

Well what'’s that got to do with me?

I need my breakfast.

[eerie music]

[clothes rustling]

[metal clinking]

[parrot squawks]

- [Harley] Shut up Wally.

[handle clangs softly]

[music box tinkles]

- Son of a...

Fuck!

[Wade breathes deeply]

[tap creaking]

- Here,

take this.

I'’ll call you when it's ready.

- He makes me nervous.

We still don'’t know anything about him.

- So?

- So!

He'’s evasive.

I don'’t trust anyone who won't look me

straight in the eye!

- Oh Harley, you'’re too suspicious for your own good.

- Well, we'’ll see.

- Don'’t rush the boy.

He could be a big help to us,

boy like Wade.

- Help, I don'’t know.

He'’s kinda skinny.

- Yes.

But he reminds me a little of Daniel.

- Nonsense!

Rubbish!

Absolute rubbish!

- Good morning ma'’am.

- Oh, Wade, you'’re up.

I'’ll get breakfast started then.

- You painted these?

- Yes indeed,

whenever my arthritis isn'’t acting up.

- They'’re quite good.

- Why, thank you.

I sell one every now and then.

Shop in town hangs a few for me.

Money always comes in handy.

- I see you'’ve been busy.

- I was up early this morning.

Thought I'’d make some pie

seeing as we have company.

Canned the blueberries myself this past summer.

[parrot squawks]

Oh, that'’s just Wally.

- Wally,

as in Wally want a cracker?

- Oh he doesn'’t eat crackers dear.

He does like toast though.

I always give him a little tea and toast

before bedtime.

- You'’re kidding?

- Oh no.

He'’s very particular about it too.

I have to put my finger in the tea

to show him it'’s not too hot.

Because once, about 50 years ago,

I gave him some that was too hot

and he got his little beak burned.

- I see.

I didn'’t notice him last night.

- Oh, I usually put him to bed,

put his cover on before dinner.

It drives Harley crazy otherwise.

I'’m making pancakes with the rest of the blueberries.

- Sounds good.

Anything I can do?

- Oh no.

You might give Harley a hand.

He'’s out at the barn.

[birds chirping] [trees rustling]

- What a piece of junk.

[knocking on door]

Hello.

Hello.

Sir?

[Harley exhales]

- So you decided to make yourself useful.

- Sure, I'’d be happy to help.

I could help unload the truck out there for you.

- Well now why the hell would you say that.

- Saw a load of hay and thought I could lend a hand.

- Oh you did, did you?

- Yes sir.

- Why you don'’t think I can handle it myself?

You think I'’m too old?

- No.

- Because I'’ve been pitching bales of hay

longer than you'’ve been alive.

Way longer!

- Just...

Just trying to help sir.

- I'’m stronger than I look, you know.

- Oh I'’m sure you are sir.

- You ever milk a cow?

- No, but I'’d love to try.

- Best get the eggs out.

Jenny'’s too temperamental to have some fumbler

trifling with her.

You watch yourself though.

Some of them hens can get kind of scrappy.

Don'’t really wanna give up what they'’ve got.

- Nobody does.

- Well you got that right.

[chickens clucking]

[rooster crowing]

- Those hens gave me no trouble at all sir.

And I, uh...

Saw you had a problem with your truck out there.

- Oh, damn thing'’s on its last legs.

Won'’t go a quarter mile without breaking down.

It'’s always something.

- What'’s that there?

- Well,

that there is my pride and joy.

[jazzy orchestral music]

Wait till you lay your eyes on her.

[Wade whistles]

- She'’s a beauty.

- That she is.

- How does she run?

- Like the day she was made.

Purrs like a little kitten.

You just listen to this.

[engine turns over]

[engine roaring]

[Wade laughs] Hey.

Woo.

- Wow.

- We had a bumper crop in 56.

Bought it with the extra money.

[sighs] Boy we had a great time just

booting around in this baby.

- Oh I bet.

- I thought about selling it a few times

when we needed the money but,

Edna just wouldn'’t hear of it.

- Oh she'’s just sentimental I guess.

- Say hey,

don'’t you let her hear you saying that.

And believe me

that woman can hear grass growing.

[both laugh]

[tense music]

Sexy.

Hello my little baby.

Hello.

- Take her out much?

- Ah, you know,

just up and down the lane way every so often.

Can'’t afford the damn insurance payments.

- That'’s a shame.

Must make you mad.

- Well you'’re damn right.

We really don'’t need money except for insurance

and the cursing taxes.

The farm was paid off years ago and,

well we always managed to feed ourselves.

- What is it that they say sir?

You can always be sure of two things in life:

death and taxes.

- Yeah, that'’s right.

Who said that anyway?

- Not sure sir.

- Death and taxes.

- Taxes and death.

- Breakfast is ready.

- We'’re coming dear.

- Harley Whalen did you go out without your teeth again?

- Ah Edna, they pinch.

- Well you better get them back in there.

- We'’re just having pancakes.

I don'’t need them to chew pancakes.

- Yes you do.

I won'’t sit down to a meal

with a man with no teeth.

- Well what difference does it make?

- We'’ve got company.

You two best hurry and wash up.

[eerie music]

[electricity-like sound arcing]

- Harley get those barn boots off

before you go upstairs.

I'’m not cleaning mud and dirt

and straw and whatnot out of the carpets.

- You gonna hover there all day?

- Remember to put your teeth in when you'’re upstairs.

- Oh, yeah [sighs].

- You ready sir?

- Okay.

- After you sir.

- Oh well thank you.

You little bastard.

- Oh just...

Just stay, come on.

Just, just stay goddammit.

[water sloshing]

[smirks menacingly]

[laughs menacingly]

- Yes ma'’am.

Yes sir.

[parrot squawks]

- Shut up Wally.

Damn bird.

- That was delicious.

- There'’s more. - Oh no, no thank you,

I couldn'’t eat another bite.

- You can finish fetching those eggs.

- Yes sir,

I suppose I could.

- Dammit Harley, would it hurt you

to be a little nicer to the boy?

[eerie music]

- Edna,

we got trouble.

- Don'’t I know it.

- Shit, shit.

Dammit.

[knocking on door]

- Hello Glen.

Oh!

- Oh, sorry to startle you ma'’am.

- I thought you were Glen Darnell.

- I'’m Sheriff Fields.

Nate Fields.

I'’m just filling in for Sheriff Darnell

until a replacement can be found.

He was killed yesterday in a car accident.

- Glen Darnell,

dead?

I can'’t believe it.

- We'’ve known Glen his whole life.

- He used to ride his bike out here

when he was,

just a little whippersnapper.

He came out to pick berries for Edna.

- Sorry to bring you folks the bad news.

You going hunting?

- Oh, oh.

You can never be too careful out here sheriff.

You never know what

ne'’er-do-well might be standing on that porch.

- Apologies if I interrupted your breakfast.

- Oh we finished eating.

Have you had a good breakfast yourself sheriff?

- No ma'’am, I'm not much of breakfast person.

- Oh that'’s terrible!

Hardworking man like yourself

shouldn'’t be wandering around on an empty stomach.

You come with me.

We'’ve got plenty of pancakes left.

- Ah, thank you ma'’am but I really couldn'’t.

- Pie then.

- No I really shouldn'’t.

- Oh I insist.

I'’ve got some beautiful blueberry pie

baked fresh this morning.

- I actually, Mrs. Whalen.

- Oh Edna, please sheriff call me Edna.

- Edna.

- Harley, pour some coffee

and cut this man a nice slab of that blueberry pie.

- That would be very nice.

- Dammit!

- Actually, Edna,

I'’m here on an investigation.

Have you seen this young man by any chance?

- No.

No doesn'’t look familiar.

The fact is we haven'’t seen anyone

out this way for weeks.

Why?

What do you want him for?

- He is an escaped criminal,

very dangerous.

We have reason to believe that he'’s armed.

Okay, but I don'’t wanna worry you.

I'’m sure he's a few hundred miles away already.

Thank you.

- So is there a Mrs. Fields?

- Edna!

- What harm is there in asking?

- It'’s all right, um,

no ma'’am there is

no Mrs. Field, not this time.

- Oh, so you'’re divorced then.

- Edna, let the man eat his pie.

- You know,

there are some fine young women right here in town.

There'’s Mavis Freely.

She runs the dress shop.

She'’s a lovely girl.

- Lovely?

She'’s a sneaky little trollop.

Don'’t let her get her hooks on you.

- She is not!

- [sighs] She'’s buried two husbands

and she'’s after number three.

- She'’s had bad luck, is all.

- [Harley] That woman is the human equivalent

of a black widow spider.

- [Edna] Harley, that'’s mean.

- [Harley] Besides she'’s got knees on her

like a plough horse. [electricity sound arcing]

- [Edna] She does not.

What do you know about knees anyway?

[electricity-like sound arcing]

[Wade screams softly]

[breathing deeply]

- There'’s the McCloud girl.

- What McCloud girl?

They only have boys.

- Not that McCloud family,

the other McCloud family.

- What other McCloud family?

- Charlie McCloud'’s daughter,

a tall, blonde girl always makes the quilts

for the fall faire.

I just can'’t think of her name.

Um.

Darlene, that'’s it.

Darlene.

- Ah, I remember her now.

- She'’s a pretty girl, real pretty girl,

nice too.

- Well she better be pretty

and nice.

That girl'’s as dumb as a post.

- Harley!

- Hmm, well...

I should probably get going.

Um,

thank you very much for the pie.

Very appreciate it.

I'’ll let you hold on to that photo, okay.

You folks have company?

- Yes.

We have our grandson staying with us for a few days.

- Oh.

- He hitchhiked here from Dayton.

- Oh?

Well he shouldn'’t be hitchhiking.

I mean I'’m not one to preach,

I used to hitchhike when I was younger,

but it'’s far too dangerous now.

You want me to have a word with him?

- He'’s upstairs taking a bath.

- Oh, well, um,

make sure to speak to him about it.

And uh,

happy to give him a lift to the bus station

if transportation'’s an issue.

- Thank you sheriff. - Thank you sheriff.

- Thanks again for the pie, it was delicious.

[gun thuds]

- What in hell were you thinking?

- Don'’t yell at me.

- You'’re getting us into all kinds of trouble.

- No I'’m not.

- Our grandson, hitchhiked from Dayton.

You had to say Dayton!

- I wasn'’t thinking clearly.

- Well I'’ll say.

What if that sheriff comes back.

We don'’t know him,

we don'’t know what he'll do.

- Well if he'’s anything like Glen Darnell--

- Well he'’s nothing like Glen Darnell.

Glen Darnell was an idiot.

- He was not.

- Edna, don'’t make light of this.

Do you not realize what you'’re doing?

You are aiding and abetting a fugitive.

That'’s a crime.

What if they send more people out here

looking for that boy?

- What if they do?

What are they gonna do,

arrest an old couple like us?

- Oh, I don'’t know.

- They don'’t draw and quarter people anymore.

- Well I know that!

- Well what then?

Send us off to jail?

- Do you really wanna take that chance?

- Yes.

I think he'’s worth it.

- Well,

jail is the least of our problems.

I found this in the boy'’s room.

[gun thuds]

- God help us.

- There'’s no other way Edna.

We have to tell the sheriff.

- No, Harley please!

- Edna.

You'’re not thinking.

- Yes I am.

You'’re the one who's not thinking.

The point is,

he doesn'’t have the gun anymore, does he?

We have it.

So what are you worried about?

He'’s not a bad boy.

He'’s just misguided.

- Oh, misguided my ass.

- I'’ve got hope for that boy, Harley.

A person'’s gotta have hope.

Now,

you go out to the barn and get the boy.

Do I have to do it?

- Well, of course not.

- Because I can go get him if you don'’t want to.

- Well don'’t be ridiculous.

- Here.

Take your rifle if you'’re so concerned.

- Yeah, well you don'’t worry,

I will!

[birds chirping]

[electricity-like sound arcing]

[Wade breathing heavily]

- Wade.

You in here boy?

[loud thud]

- St. Mary Sheriff'’s Office. - Hey.

[exhales]

- Hey Larry.

When you'’re done with your break

could you get back on the Country Line please.

- Yes sir.

- You talk to Sheriff Darnell like this?

Come on.

Thanks Warren.

- Don'’t worry about that paperwork,

I went through it.

There'’s nothing that can't wait.

[sultry music]

- That'’s a relief.

- Looks like we'’ve got a visitor.

Mavis Freely.

- The woman that owns the dress shop?

- The very same.

- Sheriff Field,

I'’m Mavis Freely.

I'’ve heard so much about you.

- How can I help you?

- She says she'’s concerned about prowlers.

She wants you to take a look at her security system.

- I can still speak for myself Warren.

- You told me all about it earlier.

- Yes, but I have not had the opportunity

to speak to Sheriff Field myself.

Prowlers.

- Has there been an incident?

- Well, no,

at least not yet.

- Do you have any reason to believe

your security system is inadequate?

- Well, not exactly.

I just, um, don'’t know it's such a worry.

You see it'’s not just the store.

I own the entire building you see.

I live in an apartment above the store.

Alone.

A woman alone you see it'’s um,

such a worry.

- I'’m sure Warren can find the time

to check on things for you.

- I already offered.

- I don'’t want Warren.

I mean I don'’t believe Warren

has the same level of expertise as you Sheriff.

I'’d feel much more secure [sultry music]

were you to give this matter

your personal attention.

- Oh this amuses you?

- Well she'’s had that shop about 15 years.

She'’s never been concerned about prowlers before.

- I see.

Maybe I'’ll have to pay her a visit.

- Oh she'’d like that I'm sure.

Oh, I almost forgot to tell you,

Darlene McCloud called.

- You'’re kidding?

- You'’ve met her?

- No, but um...

Go ahead.

- She says she'’d like you to come for dinner

since you'’re new in town

and don'’t know anyone.

This Sunday at six or next Sunday,

if that doesn'’t work.

- Is that how things work around here?

- Pretty much.

She'’s actually a very nice person.

- Yeah, I'’ve heard.

Would you call this Darlene a pretty woman, Warren?

- Oh yes, very pretty.

No question about that.

In fact she was the town beauty queen

when she was younger,

went on to all the state contests.

- Really?

Did she win?

- Well, no.

Folks say it was the skill-testing question

that did in poor Darlene

since she had no skills whatsoever to test.

[both laugh]

- Beautiful green... [laughing loudly]

- Okay.

I'’ll follow up with that.

Thank you Warren.

- Are you okay?

Is something wrong?

- Yeah, I'’m, I'm fine.

Totally. - Are you sure?

- Yes, um-- - Okay, take care.

[bottles clinking]

[bottle opener clangs]

[badge thuds]

- Hey, it'’s me.

I just wanted to talk to the kids for a minute.

- [Karen] No, not now.

- Why not?

And don'’t tell me that they'’re in bed again.

Well Mike'’s almost 13,

there'’s no way his in his bed at eight o'’clock.

- [Karen] They'’re out.

- Where? - Seeing a movie with Ken.

- With who?

- [Karen] With Ken.

- Well who the hell is this Ken guy?

- [Karen] He'’s a nice guy.

Steady and dependable.

- Nice guy.

Steady, dependable.

- [Karen] He'’s their dentist actually.

- So what if he'’s a dentist!

You think dentists can'’t be creeps?

- [Karen] Forget, I'’m not having this conversation.

- Yes we are having this conversation.

You let this guy take our kids out to a movie!

What are you thinking?

Karen?

[sad music]

Karen!

Karen?

- Hi Mrs. Johnson, this is the sheriff'’s department

you want to call sanitation for that.

Bye.

- Hey, how'’s that new apartment

you settled in yet?

- I still some unpacking to do.

But I'’ve got my kids coming this weekend

so better get organized, right.

- Listen up folks.

Notice came in this morning.

We'’ve got a perp by the name of Thomas Wilder,

thought to be headed this way

last seen in Mason.

Maybe coming to the area.

Not quite as colorful as Wade Overton, Larry,

but I'’m sure he'll capture your interest.

5'’11", 32 years old, 160 pounds, dark hair,

drug dealer.

Three counts of armed robbery so

let'’s keep our eyes open folks.

Larry, I need you out on County Line.

- What.

Again!

- Problem?

- Why can'’t Warren do it?

- Because I need Warren here.

Warren can you call anyone you know

who'’s on the roads regularly,

truckers, bus drivers, that sort of thing?

- What should I say?

- Just keep it short.

Give them the description

and tell them to keep their distance.

Uh,

out of curiosity

what is Larry doing here?

- Well he was at the bank for a while

but that didn'’t work out.

- Then he was at the granary for a bit.

- Actually Tina, I think he was at

the auto parts place after the bank.

- Oh yeah, right.

- That'’s good to know no,

what is he doing here

in a deputy'’s position?

- Ah.

His dad'’s the mayor.

- Ah.

[telephone rings]

- I'’m sorry Nate, but I've got Mavis Freely on the line.

- That'’s all right Warren.

- She sounds really upset,

crying and everything.

- Thanks.

Hello Ms. Freely.

How can I help you?

- I know what you think.

I heard you and Warren laughing at me

that time I was in the office.

You think I'’m some kind of cliche,

the lonely widow on the make,

well I'’m not.

I'’m just scared, that's all.

First some crazy slasher guy

and now some armed robber running around town and,

and...

[sobs] and...

- I'’ll be right over,

I'’ll head right over straight away okay.

You just stay put

and I'’ll be right there.

- You going over?

- Woman'’s genuinely terrified.

How would Mavis Freely

know about Thomas Wilder so quickly, huh?

- [Both] Larry!

- Figures.

I want you to call Larry.

Get him in here a half an hour early tomorrow morning.

I'’m gonna fire his ass.

- Okay boss.

- What?

She okay?

- Yeah.

Yeah.

Turns out her imagination

isn'’t as wild as we thought.

She was away yesterday for her aunt'’s funeral.

Someone broke in.

- You'’re kidding!

- Yeah, he even knew how to disarm her security system.

Nice neat job actually.

- Wow!

Much missing?

- Just some cash.

About $200 from her desk drawer.

Warren, I want you to go over there

see if you can lift some decent prints.

- Sure.

You think it'’s this Thomas Wilder guy?

- Well let'’s just say I wanna rule him out.

[telephone ringing]

- Hey, it'’s me.

Just wanted to confirm the time

you get them on the four o'’clock bus and all.

Oh, what do you mean?

You can'’t do that.

We'’ve had this plan for weeks.

Okay.

But, put her on, put her on.

Oh hey sweetie.

Well what happened?

I thought we had a date for this weekend.

Oh.

Ken got passes to Disney World, did he.

[poignant music]

And plane tickets too.

Well that'’s exciting.

Yeah, of course.

No, I-I know you'’ve never been on a plane before.

No, no, no, no.

Nope.

Hey, don'’t worry.

No.

It'’s all right.

I understand, yeah.

Yeah sure sweetie.

Yeah, we'’ll do it another weekend.

Hey you and your brother have a great time, okay!

Okay,

bye bye.

I love you.

[breathes deeply]

Wow.

Huh.

Shit.

- [Lily] Hi Daddy.

- [Nate] Oh hey sweetie.

Well what happened?

I thought we had a date for this weekend.

- [Lily] Yeah but Ken got passes to Disney World.

- [Nate] Oh.

Ken got passes to Disney World, did he.

- [Lily] And airplane tickets.

- [Nate] And plane tickets too.

Well that'’s exciting.

- [Lily] On a plane daddy.

First time.

Remember?

- [Nate] Yeah, of course.

No, I-I know you'’ve never been on a plane before.

- [Lily] Is that okay daddy?

You don'’t mind, do you?

- [Nate] Don'’t worry, no.

It'’s all right.

I understand.

- [Lily] Can we come another time daddy?

- [Nate] Yeah sure sweetie.

Yeah, we'’ll do it another weekend.

I love you.

[knocking on door]

[sultry music]

- Yeah, more like 9:30 or 10:00.

I'’ll bring a bottle of wine.

Um, I gotta go.

- Prints just came back.

Was Thomas Wilder all right.

- Well that'’s a start.

Put out an APB on this guy.

Thanks Warren.

Then, you know,

you may as well just go on home.

Melissa hasn'’t seen you for a couple days.

I'’ll do the rounds for a little bit.

You know actually, I think I'’ll uh,

head out to the Whalen farm.

I'’ve been meaning to pay them a visit

ever since that Wade Overton business.

- They'’d appreciate that Nate.

I would'’ve liked to have seen

that little bastard locked up.

Edna,

likely have some pie for you.

Best in the county.

- Hey that woman sure can bake huh!

- She'’s the grandmother we all should'’ve had.

- You telling me.

You know I bet they had a big family.

[ominous music] - No.

No kids, no grandkids, nothing.

- What?

- It'’s a shame really.

Such nice people.

I mean, Harley can be crotchety at times

but Edna,

she'’s an absolute angel.

- [Edna Voiceover] We have our grandson staying with us

for a few days.

- Warren, I...

I'’m gonna have to ask you to stay a little longer.

Okay.

♪ When the roll'’s called up yonder ♪

♪ When the roll is called up yonder ♪

♪ When the roll is called up yonder ♪

I'’m gonna get you to take this into the dining room.

- Oh I always like your roast dinners.

Is there Yorkshire pudding?

- Of course.

Dammit Harley, where are your teeth?

- Ah, Edna.

- [sighs] Well you might as well put them in.

Remember we'’ve got company.

[tense music]

- That was our Wade.

Good-looking boy wasn'’t he?

- Uh,

why yes.

- Do you play the piano Thomas?

- I'’m afraid not.

♪ When the roll'’s called up yonder ♪

- That'’s too bad.

Our Wade played beautifully,

didn'’t he Harley?

Howsomever...

♪ When the roll is called up yonder ♪

- Would you like more rolls Thomas?

- Yes.

Please, they'’re...

They'’re delicious.

- Gravy?

- Love some.

- It'’s a real treat.

We don'’t often have meat on the table.

It'’s so dear.

♪ When the roll is called up yonder ♪

♪ When the roll is called up yonder ♪

♪ When the roll is called up yonder ♪

♪ When the roll is called up yonder I'’ll be there ♪

[ominous music]

[insects chirping]

- Edna.

Harley.

It'’s Sheriff Fields.

[gun cocking]

Geez.

[Nate breathing heavily]

Jesus.

What the fuck.

Wade?

What the hell'’s going on here?

What'’s that?

It'’s not over, it will never be over.

What the...?

What the hell?

[kicking door]

Fuck.

- [Grandpa] The moonlight cast twisted shadows

through the Gothic window

of the strange and secret place:

a memorial in recognition of kindred spirits.

The room is a virtual gallery,

the walls covered with countless portraits

of young men.

Their clothing and hairstyle

reflective of the times in which they lived.

Some recent, others long ago.

- What?

- But consider, none of the young men

who wandered across the path of Edna and Harley Whalen

were ever completely free of guilt,

much less innocent.

Evil begets evil in this world.

And even more so in this quiet country sanctuary.

[fire crackling] [insects chirping]

- So what happened to Edna and Harley?

- Well,

as I understand,

their wee motorcar was last seen

heading down the highway

with a well-dressed young man at the wheel

and a pretty lady by his side.

Nothing to arouse suspicion there.

In fact, they appeared to be the picture

of innocence and charm,

just a sweet young couple

looking for a new place to call home.

Howsomever...

Time for bed.

Sleep well all.

[car roaring by]

["All I Want in this World" by Kevin MacLaren]

♪ Sunny days heading for the high road ♪

♪ With the sun at our backs

♪ Desperation'’s the best kind of motivator ♪

♪ To break down, to break down

♪ To break it down

♪ All I want in this world

♪ Is just a little more time

♪ All these nights struggling to make water ♪

♪ I guess you reap what you sow ♪

♪ Will magic teeth on the rocks ♪

♪ To squeeze the stone killing

♪ Is just a little more time

♪ Hold on my love

♪ Till the sun comes up and we all ride out ♪

♪ Break down these walls

♪ Blow your trumpet loud to make them fall ♪

♪ Dry heat killing off the caravan ♪

♪ To get our young in our road

♪ So when we reach the apex of a round a more ♪

♪ We gonna break down

♪ Break down, we'’ll break it down ♪

♪ All I want in this world

♪ Is just a little more time

♪ All I want in this world

♪ Is just a little more time

♪ Hold on my love

♪ Till the sun comes up and we all ride out ♪

♪ Break down these walls

♪ Blow your trumpet loud and make them fall ♪

♪ It goes on

♪ On my love

♪ Till the sun comes up and we all ride out ♪

♪ Break down these walls

♪ Blow your trumpet loud and make them fall ♪

♪ Break down, we'’ll break down ♪

♪ We'’ll break it down ♪

♪ All I want in this world

♪ Is just a little more time

♪ All I want in this world

♪ Is just a little more time

♪ All I want in this world

♪ Is just a little more time

[poignant music]