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It's all right, Jennifer.
You'll see Mommy really soon.
Why do I have to stay here?
I want to stay with you.
I told you, sweetie.
It's just for a little while.
Will you be strong for Mommy?
We have to take her now.
Wait. I don't want to go.
I love you, Jennifer.
See you soon.
Who are they?
They're your new family.
- Well? - She'll do.
Put her in the ward with the others.
Watch them for a while.
We learn by rote and repetition.
We act by habit.
But emotion is a human condition.
Nature first, over nurture.
Yes, Laura.
You're saying we're born with emotions like guilt.
Correct.
But why? What good does it serve?
Well, without it society would cease to exist.
I don't get it.
By definition, a psychopath is a man without guilt.
So, do the math.
All right, next week chapters 12 and 13.
Do not forget you will be quizzed.
Have a good weekend.
And could somebody please get the lights on the way out?
Hey, Beth, this is Dr. Theron.
You've missed your last three appointments and I'm worried.
Uh, I really want to discuss the nightmares you've been having.
I also heard about the death of your friend and I am so sorry.
I know you and Brax were friends from childhood.
I'm wondering if his death has caused you more stress
and... and these nightmares you're having.
Anyway, please call me soon.
Who are you?
Who are you?
Hmm?
Who are you?
Who?
Wow.
What exactly are we were supposed to be looking for?
I don't know. He said that there was a box here somewhere
that he wanted us all to open together.
And what do you know? Here's a box.
Shouldn't we wait for Beth?
She's out on the porch.
Listen, can we just open this thing and go?
I got things I got to do.
"My dearest friends,
"May God forgive me for my weakness,
"but I cannot outrun the memories
that torment my soul."
"I regret my failure to keep in touch
"over these last 20-odd years,
"but we are now and...
will always be together forever."
"As each day passes,
"my nightmares become more intoxicating.
"Be strong where I was weak.
"I beg of you.
"It is my final request
"that you acknowledge the past we've shared together.
I miss all we shared."
He always was a weird little bugger.
Come on. Give the guy a break.
At least have the decency to let him go for one day.
Yeah, whatever. Anybody want this crap? Because I don't.
Look at all these pictures.
Crazy Eights.
I guess we weren't very smart.
It takes nine to make a baseball team.
It's just a name, Brent.
Wait a second. What is this?
What is it?
It looks like a map.
Looks like a map to the old time capsule
we buried when we were kids.
Do you remember that?
Not so much.
Kind of.
"Entonsburg Time Capsule."
Entonsburg, huh?
I haven't heard that name in a long time.
Did you ever read any of his books?
Uh, yeah.
Which ones?
All of them.
Looks like he was working on another one.
"Carol lies prostrate on the ground.
"Cyrus, a beast of a man,
"keeps her pinned down by her throat.
"He places a drill to her skull
"and revels in the 6-year-old's high-pitched screams
as they blend sublimely with the squeal of the drill."
No wonder he was single.
I'm going to go back in. You coming?
- Boo. - Oh!
That wasn't funny.
Sorry.
Are you okay?
Yeah. I think it's just the stress from being here.
It's been tough on everybody, sweetie.
I need a drink.
My bad.
I'm not going.
Let's remember it was his final wish.
I'm not going in the middle of nowhere
to dig up a bunch of rotten toys.
You're the executor of his will. I don't think you have a choice.
Well, I do. I'm going home.
Oh. Lucky you. What's his name?
It's not that. It's just...
Look, I got to go to work, all right?
If she's not going, I'm not going.
That's cool. It's not like you ever showed up
the few times we actually got together, so...
What are you talking about? I've shown up.
Where were you when I graduated
or when Lyle was ordained?
Or at any of my gigs?
Or when Beth was in the hospital for two weeks straight?
What can I tell you?
I don't like hospitals.
"We can beat this fear, but not alone."
What... What's that?
On the back of the map.
"We can beat this fear, but not alone."
We need to go.
We owe it to Brax.
Fine. I'll go.
Better not take all day.
All right. I'll call Beth.
Freaking signal.
Well, looks like the end of the road.
We're walking from here.
Jen, what does the map say?
East by the creek,
then there should be, I guess, a little clearing with a barn.
Yeah.
"Take the stairs in the back of the barn to the second floor."
Let's go.
This is it?
This is what we came all the way out here for?
Great. Great, it's locked.
Back it up.
Nice work, padre.
Whoa.
Wow.
I know a couple of D.A. s I could use this on.
Karen.
I think these were mine.
Here's some more pictures.
Hmm. Here we are.
Who's that?
That's me.
I think I'm the handsome one right here.
We were so tiny.
Crazy Eights, huh?
I guess without her, we'd just be crazy.
Guess so.
"B.Y."
They're initials.
Brax Young.
Something doesn't seem right here, guys.
We should leave her alone.
I mean we should just leave this alone.
You murdering bitch!
Did any of you hear that?
I got to get some air.
Me, too.
Okay. I'm creeped out.
Me, too. Let's bring it outside.
One, two, three.
Oh, man!
One, two, three.
What's in there?
How did we get it up here?
Let's try putting it on this rope pulley.
Let's drag it. There we go.
How'd you get that scar?
Sorry?
Scar.
It's nothing.
It was a small bar. Too much to drink.
That rope has got to be about 50 years old.
It's probably got dry rot by now.
Nah.
It'll hold. Here we go.
There.
Whoa.
I don't know how I got that scar.
It happened a couple of weeks ago.
I started having nightmares
about you and me, and we're running...
Oh.
Sorry.
- Jeez! - Whoa!
Oh, my God.
- Holy shit. - Call someone.
Who? Wh-Wh-Who are we supposed to call?
I don't know. Anyone.
W-W-Whoa. Wait, wait, wait.
We don't even know what this is about.
We don't want to be accused of something we didn't do.
Nobody's going to accuse you of anything.
I mean, we can't just leave it here.
Like hell we can't.
I say we just close this box up and get the hell out of here.
Brent's right. Let sleeping dogs lie.
I can't believe you guys are so heartless.
Hey, I'm at a point in my career
where I do not need skeletons in my closet,
and this is one literal freakin' skeleton, and I'm going.
- Don't be such a prick. - I'm out of here.
Brent!
You guys, he's got the keys.
- Come on. - Brent!
I'll catch up. I need a second.
You left me.
I don't like the looks of this out here.
We're in the middle of nowhere.
We keep going in circles.
Well, let's just pick a path and let's do it.
Am I crazy, or have we been by this same white house three times already?
Follow the girl. Maybe she knows some directions.
I don't see her. Where'd she go?
She's here. I saw her come in here.
I don't hear anything.
You sure she went inside the house?
Where else did she go?
No lights.
Hello.
I saw some cellar doors around the side of the house.
I'm gonna check for a breaker.
Brent, want to join me?
No, I'm not going.
What, you chicken?
Yeah. Why don't you go, smart-ass?
Fine.
I'm going to go check the basement.
Like a fire?
Ow!
What?
Ohh!
It's nothing. I just singed my finger.
You scared the hell out of me.
Ladies first?
Wayne!
Jesus! God, I think I broke my leg!
Jesus, my leg.
Okay. I'm going to go get help.
Gina!
I'll be right back.
Gina!
Don't leave me alone in the dark.
Okay. Okay.
I-I'll find the lights.
Oh... God...
I see an electrical thing.
Just like a junction box?
Whatever you call it. What do I do?
There should be a master switch or something.
A lever?
Here goes nothing.
Okay. Okay. I'll be right back.
Right back.
Do you have to do that in here?
There's enough mold dripping off these walls to choke a cow,
and this is going to irritate you?
Well, why make the air more toxic?
Would you feel better if I smoked outside?
I would.
Fine.
Thank you.
I'd forgotten what a pain in the neck he was.
It's funny how the mind can help us
block out certain unpleasant experiences.
Ruined my fucking shoes.
Ruined my $350 fucking slacks.
Stuck out here in the middle of fucking nowhere
with Nancy fucking Drew and the gang from Leave It to fucking Beaver.
Fuck!
Sorry about all the fucks, padre.
No need.
Fuck.
Hey! Wayne's hurt. I think he broke his leg.
Ah, shit.
What happened?
Wayne broke his leg.
I'm going to get my first aid kit.
I didn't have any first aid stuff,
so I just brought everything I had in the trunk.
Good thinking.
What is this thing?
It's a condemn notice
that says, "Trespassers will be shot without warning."
More good news. Beer?
And flashlights.
Yeah, nuthouse.
Alas, poor Yorick.
Back off, Brent.
It's not real. Is it?
It's so small.
Not for a child.
Okay.
What's that?
Shit! Shit!
Somebody give me a hand!
It's stuck.
We're trapped!
Ah, shit!
Well, we got to get Wayne to a hospital real soon
because once the adrenaline wears off
the pain's going to be excruciating.
'Cause it's really fucking good now!
There's a passageway back here.
- Let's go. Come on. - Wayne, can you stand up?
I got you.
Wayne, lean on me. Got it. There you go.
Here you go. Come on.
Come on.
Oh, excuse me.
What is this place?
It's all right. It's just part of the old house.
Right there, buddy. There you go.
Okay.
Okay, Beth, why don't you wait with Wayne?
We've got to figure a way our of here,
so you come with me.
Brent and Jennifer,
why don't you grab the extra flashlights?
Try that way.
Lyle.
Yeah.
You coming?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm coming.
Why does this seem to go nowhere?
I feel the air's getting a little cooler.
There's got to be an opening around here somewhere.
You think there?
Down here.
I see some light down here.
Every one of these windows
has a huge steel fucking thing on it!
Fuck!
Any luck?
Oh, no, they're all locked,
and we can't find the door that leads to the outside.
- You? - Ditto.
"My nightmares began to fade
"until I discovered my past in the old house.
"A trunk
"filled with the memories I call nightmares.
"I saw her there.
"We put her there.
"We left her there in that box.
"Opening it, I gave her life.
"Not just her... this place.
Everything."
Are you praying for a way out there, Father?
Does that, uh...
Does that praying stuff ever work for you?
You ought to try it sometime.
You get a little different perspective on the world from down there.
- Wayne. - God!
It's buckled. Get it open!
Get me a crowbar or something.
A crowbar?
Yeah, honey, a crowbar.
Or a piece of wood or a pole!
Something to open the fucking window!
All right! Quit yelling!
I'm not fucking yelling! Get me something!
Push!
Here.
Fuck, it won't budge!
He's... He's dead, man.
No shit! I thought he was sleeping!
Okay. Fuck it.
I'm getting out of here.
Brent, you can't just leave him there.
No? Watch me.
We put Wayne's body in the cellar for now.
Last week, in my church...
someone or... something
was hiding in the darkness,
and at first I thought it was my imagination,
but... I don't know.
Something was chasing me.
Kids, I think.
It's a dream I've been having.
You sure it was a dream?
What about you?
Voices.
Jimmy!
What the fuck is going on?
I see some coffee.
We need a pot.
Perfect.
How about a spoon?
Great.
Now all we need is some sugar.
It's here.
What?
What?
How did you do that?
Do what?
You found everything the first time.
So?
How about a can opener?
You've been here before.
You set this whole thing up, didn't you?
No, l...
You and Brax set it up.
Come on. I've never been here before.
Your little fucking joke got Wayne killed!
Stop it right now.
Fucking bitch!
Shut up, all right?
Fucking cunt.
Let's keep things in perspective, okay?
It's just a... a... a can opener.
All right, why don't we go for a walk?
The three of us. Come on, Beth. Let's go.
All right, sweetie. You're going to feel better.
Let's sit down over here.
There we go. There we go. Sit down on the bed here.
There you go. There we go.
She's freezing. We've got to get her some blankets.
- They're in here. - Thank you.
My God.
You've been here before, too.
Okay, come on, come on.
Here you go, honey.
You okay?
Leave me alone, please.
- You sure? - Mm-hmm.
All right.
We'll be right out here.
Blockers of paint.
Okay, this is nuts. I mean, what the f...
Fuck.
There's that little fucker!
Wait! Wait up!
Light switch.
Oh, my God.
Lyle? Gina!
What is it?
That's her.
The girl in the photos.
Oh, Mother of God.
What are we doing on this wall?
Hi, Beth.
You remember me, don't you?
You're in a lot of pain, aren't you?
Where do you feel it?
That's guilt you're feeling.
Don't worry. You can make it go away.
I promise you can.
Just reach down and pull it out.
All you have to do
is reach down and pull it out.
Reach down and pull it out.
Just reach down and pull it out.
Wider, Beth.
Reach down and pull it out.
I'm getting the fuck out of here.
Where are you going?
The fuck out of here!
Just let him go.
Oh, my God.
- Oh, God. - Oh, no.
"The truth..."
"My memory isn't good enough, no more past..."
"Twenty years have slipped through our fingers,
"our oaths to each other faded by time:
together forever."
"Forever has come too quickly."
What?
Hey!
Having a good time?
You enjoying all of this?
Watching us run around here
like a bunch of fucking trapped rats?
Well, I hope you are.
I hope you are.
Because I'm going to get out.
Sooner or later, I'm going to get the fuck out of here.
And then guess what I'm going to do.
I'm going to go get myself...
a few gallons of premium gasoline,
and I'm going to come back here,
and I am going to burn this motherfucking place
to the ground!
Maybe Brent was right to leave.
Brent's never right.
Where is it?
Where is it?
Where is it?
Where's what, Jen?
That... That butterfly!
What is it?
Oh, my God.
What is it?
This was our room.
We lived here in this room.
We're not orphans.
I remember my father. He was a doctor.
I remember.
Oh, yeah?
Come on!
Did your father look like that guy?
Oh, my God.
But how is this possible?
That's my father.
And mine.
It almost looks like he's watching us.
That mirror.
Right here.
They were watching us.
What is this place?
Someone's been taking notes, guys.
"Conditioning. Autism."
"Savant syndrome"? What does this mean?
My God.
They weren't just observing us.
They were experimenting on us.
No.
"Ward C8.
"Brent, Lyle, Jennifer, Wayne, Beth, Brax, Gina...
and Karen."
Guilt leads... to compassion.
Compassion is ultimately what separates man...
from beast.
They were trying to teach us guilt.
Guess we weren't very smart.
It takes nine to make a baseball team.
There we are.
Who's the gimpy one?
"Carol lies prostrate on the ground."
"May God forgive me for my weakness..."
Here we are.
"...but I cannot outrun the memories of..."
"...drill to her skull and..."
"As each day passes,
my nightmares become more intoxicating."
"Forgive me..."
"...be strong where I was weak."
Trying to teach us guilt.
"Carol lies prostrate on the ground.
Cyrus, a beast of a man..."
"...cannot outrun the memories that..."
Compassion.
"I regret my failure to keep in touch
over these last 20-odd years, but..."
There we are.
Who's the gimpy one?
They were trying to teach us guilt.
"We'll always be together forever."
Help!
They were brother and sister.
And all these years they never even knew it.
We're just numbers to them.
One through eight.
The Crazy Eights.
We didn't matter then,
and we don't matter now!
Gina, come on. Don't do this.
They're dead, Jennifer. They're all fucking dead.
I can't deny the nightmares.
I can't pretend that it never happened.
I just fucking can't!
Gina, come here.
This has been a rude awakening for all of us.
Okay?
But I don't want to die here.
I know, I know.
Okay. So we're going to be strong,
stick together...
and find ourselves a way out.
You hear me?
And go where?
And...
Where are we going to go?
What the fuck are we going to do?
I don't even know what's real anymore, do you?
Oh, God.
I think I'm going to be sick.
Gina, wait.
Wait!
Remember me?
Gina! Open the door!
Gina!
- Gina, let me in! - Gina!
God, what happened to you?
Gina.
Get something.
Here.
We'll stop the bleeding here.
Let me see your hands here.
There we go.
Oh, God.
There.
There we go.
You're going to be okay.
Oh, my God.
What happened to you?
Come on.
She could still make it through.
You're going to be okay.
Stand up. Stand up, sweetie.
There we go.
There we go, through the door here.
Here we go. Just a little bit further.
Oh, God. Oh, my God.
What? What is it?
It's just a m-mouse.
It's not a fucking mouse, Jen!
It's Brent.
Brent?
Going through the door here.
Here we go. Just a little bit further.
Oh, the laundry room.
The girl.
Karen.
We were all trying to run away from here.
She was so small, weak,
so we hid her.
We put her in the trunk with all of her stuff
and promised her we'd be back for her.
And we went back,
but it was too late.
She was... She was dead.
She suffocated in there.
Brax was the catalyst.
Brax was the first to remember.
Brax dragged the trunk up to the barn.
So everything that ties us to her
ties us to our guilt
and has to be destroyed.
Stay here, okay? We'll be right back.
Right back.
All right.
Yeah.
All right.
No past, no Karen, right?
That's right.
Okay.
There we go.
What else is there?
Brent!
Brent had a slingshot.
Sling... Slingshot.
Slingshot.
I saw Brent... He dropped it under the grate
near the room with the portraits. The hallway.
- I'll get it. - No, no. We'll all go together.
It'll be faster if I go.
Lyle. Lyle.
Just be safe.
"...the truth..."
Our Father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be Thy name.
Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done on earth as it is in Heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread
and forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive those who trespass against us.
Lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil.
Where is that thing?
Where is that slingshot?
Where is it?
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
Where is it?
Come on, come on, come on come on, come on.
That's it.
That's it.
Come here. Where are you?
Got it.
You sure it was a dream?
It's been too long.
Lyle's dead, isn't he?
I don't know.
We're going to die here, too, aren't we?
There's more stuff. I know it.
I know there's more stuff.
There's got to be more stuff.
Beth.
Beth had her paintbrushes.
All right, come on. Let's go.
Come on. Gina, come on. Let's go!
I can't.
Just go.
Okay. Here.
Take this.
I am going to be right back.
Okay.
Okay.
I'll be right back.
Okay.
God, I hope I did this myself.
Just don't use the bathroom.
You're okay.
Except for the starvation and the blindness thing,
I'm just fucking peachy.
I'll be right back.
I know.
Who's there?
Jennifer.
Gina.
Tunnel in the portrait room.
No!
Jennifer.
Jennifer.
Oh, God, please be Jennifer.
Gina!
No.
No, no.
Lyle.
No, not you, too.
Please, don't leave me.
Don't leave me.
Don't leave me. Don't leave me.
Lyle.
You're all going to die.
No. No!
What else is there?
What else is there? Huh?
Remember me?
Hi.
No!
Stop!
No!
No!
You're all going to die.
No!
All going to die.
No! No!
Remember me.
You're all gonna to die.
Gonna die. Gonna die. Gonna die.
You're all gonna die.
Gonna die. Die.
I'm Karen.
Remember me?
Karen.
I'm Karen.
I'm all that's left.
I'm the only thing left.
Right?
This is what you want?
Together forever?
Karen.
Do you know why you're here?
If experience defines who we are,
our emotions will define how far we will go.
The boxes in front of you.
One will be painful but lead to redemption.
The other will only lead to more tests.
Do you know what redemption is?
Do you know what guilt is?
Choose.
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