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[theme song playing]

♪ Got a secret ♪

♪ Can you keep it? ♪

♪ Swear this one you'll save ♪

♪ Better lock it In your pocket ♪

♪ Taking this one To the grave ♪

♪ If I show you Then I know you ♪

♪ Won't tell what I said ♪

♪ 'Cause two can keep A secret ♪

♪ If one of them is dead ♪

♪ Two can keep A secret ♪

♪ Two can keep A secret ♪

♪ Two can keep A secret ♪

♪ If one of them is dead ♪

[holiday music playing]

Tabby, I am obsessed with this.

It's just like one of my mom's diaries.

I thought, "New year, new story."

I love it. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

[baby coos]

[sighs] Now, open mine.

[chuckles]

Oh, my gosh, Imogen!

This is so perfect. It has my name on it.

A literal clean slate, for your next movie.

[chuckles]

[cell phone ringing]

Kelly, merry Christmas!

[Kelly breathing heavily] They're dead. Oh, my God, they're dead.

Kelly, what's going on? Who's...

[Kelly] My dad's dead.

Chip's dead. A stabbed them.

But...

[shudders] A's in police custody.

[Kelly] He escaped the hospital.

He's on the loose.

[breathes heavily] A is out there!

[baby crying]

How could you let this happen?

Isn't it your single most important job

to keep serial killers from escaping and murdering even more people.

Should we be in a safe house or assume new identities?

I assure you,

the Millwood Sheriff's Department has everything under control.

Under control? More people are dead.

We're confident we'll have Archie Waters back in custody very soon.

A couple of hours, hopefully.

Do you know how much damage he could do in a couple of hours?

A tried to kill me.

He's gonna come after me again, and my baby.

We'll have officers posted outside of your homes.

And you should all remain in lockdown,

at least until he's caught.

Now, please, try your best to keep calm.

No offense to Deputy Maroon, she seems like a nice person,

but there's no way that she or her department are catching A.

Millwood's law enforcement is a joke,

as evidenced by my late father's tenure as Sheriff.

Agreed.

I can't believe we're just supposed to wait around until A kills us.

Sheriff Beasley and Chip were both bad guys.

Assaulters. A would've thought they deserved to die.

"Punish the guilty." A said that.

In horror sequels, the killer always starts off

by targeting his loose ends from the first movie.

Okay, so if A is doing the same thing,

killing off his loose ends, who else qualifies?

Chip was the person A used to test me when he lured us to school.

Oh, my God.

[cat meows]

[cell phone vibrates]

[Madame Giry screams]

[breathing heavily]

Damn it! Madame Giry didn't answer.

Well, I know one loose end that's not getting a phone call from me.

[wind blowing]

My mom's dirt bag drug dealer can burn in hell for all I care.

-[cell phone ringing] -[Christmas carol playing on radio]

Mouse, why are you calling me?

[chokes]

-Steve? -[Steve screaming over phone]

Steve!

Oh, my God. [sobs]

I think A just murdered Steve.

[Pastor Malachai] The sins of the mother must fall upon the child.

[screams] No! No! No!

[grunts] No, no! No!

[screams]

-[Tabby] Imogen? -[gasps]

Are you...

He's out there, Tabby. [breathing heavily]

Somewhere, hunting us down.

If he doesn't get us tonight, he will tomorrow.

Maybe. Maybe not.

I was thinking, tonight's New Year's Eve,

AKA the anniversary of...

-Angela Waters's death. -Exactly.

[sighs] And canonically, the killer always pays tribute

to the person whose death he's avenging

on the anniversary of their death.

For Angela, that's midnight tonight, which means...

We gotta call Deputy Maroon.

[Deputy Maroon] Freeze!

[cell phone ringing]

Yes?

All right, thank you for letting us know.

Mom?

They caught him.

[sighs]

Archie Waters is in custody.

-So it's over. -[chuckles]

Again?

[school bell rings]

[punk rock music playing]

[all exclaiming]

[grunting]

[blows whistle]

[all cheering]

How is everyone feeling this week?

Like we have been the past six months, Dr. Sullivan.

Stressed. Trapped.

I am so goddamn over this scary-ass bullshit.

I wanna have a normal life.

Bright side,

Archie's trial is over,

jury deliberations are underway.

Right now, you just have to put your trust in the system.

Dr. Sullivan, no offense, but read the room.

No one here has faith in the criminal justice system.

[Dr. Sullivan] Fair enough.

Let's shift gears, then. What are you most afraid of?

Isn't that obvious?

Sometimes, when we speak about the worst-case scenario,

odd as it sounds, it can help.

What is the worst thing that could happen?

Mouse?

[sighs]

I'm afraid that Archie Waters will get off by reason of insanity.

For sure. And if he's put in a mental institution, guess what happens?

He escapes. He'll have a classic horror movie break-out

and... [breathes deeply] come after us.

Basically, we're fucked.

Girls, all of your feelings are valid.

But all these months, we've been working towards the big day.

The verdict.

You'll get one by the week's end.

Either he'll be sent away to the Welby State Psychiatric Hospital outside of Rosewood,

or he'll get the death penalty.

Either way, Archie Waters cannot hurt you.

Girls, have you kept all of your cell phones private still?

Yes. Only inner circle

Yep, no more batshit calls or texts.

We've had a lifetime of those.

Noa, have you spoken to your mom lately?

Uh, yeah, I, I have.

I was hoping she'd be out by now,

but she decided she's gonna stay

a while longer.

She's... She's doing well in rehab.

Almost six months sober.

She doesn't wanna mess that up.

Well, this week is gonna be stressful, no question.

We'll just take it day by day.

Once there's a verdict, let's meet and we'll discuss next steps.

How does that sound?

[rock music playing on speakers]

Why do we think the jury is taking so long to decide?

A has killed, like, millions of people.

Everyone gets their day in court, I guess. [sighs]

-We didn't. -True.

It's kind of morbid, but I keep thinking about

what he must've looked like during the trial,

-without his mask on. -Hmm.

I can show you what people think A's face looks like

on the SpookySpaghetti website.

Fans have been posting drawings and paintings,

some of Archie as a hideous monster.

"Fans"? Uh, Jesus. [scoffs]

Uh, Mouse, please, no serial killer fan-art while we're eating.

-[cell phone vibrates] -Oh, my God.

What now?

Wait, did the verdict come in?

No. But I just got an email from PIFT.

[gasps]

The Pittsburgh International Festival of Terror.

I submitted my short to them. Remember, Avenge?

The one I made starring Imogen.

[chuckles] What did they say?

"Dear, Miss Haworthe, we regret to inform you that..."

[Imogen] Oh, no.

I'm so sorry, Tabby.

Girl, your movie's incredible.

It'll get into another festival.

Actually, PIFT was the last one I was waiting to hear from.

I guess there's just not an appetite

for feminist rape-revenge movies

on the festival circuit these days.

Screw the festivals, then.

Put your movie online, and let people discover it that way.

I can even link to it on SpookySpaghetti.

-[sighs] -What? It's all self-created content.

Tons of short films have been posted on the site.

I agree with Mouse.

Uh, just not the SpookySpaghetti part.

Same. It doesn't matter where or how people see your movie,

just that they do.

What do you think?

Like you said... We never got our day in court.

Chip never had to answer for what he did to us.

The powerful, incredible film you made

is the closest we got to telling our side of the story.

I think it deserves to be seen.

Damn straight.

[others chuckle]

Thanks, my lovely losers.

I'm posting it on Vimeo.

Amazing, and we will all amplify.

But not on SpookySpaghetti. [smacks lips] I promise.

[chuckles]

[Ash] "SpookySpaghetti."

[chuckles] Okay, I'll admit,

some of the stuff posted on here is garbage,

but some of the stories and short films

are super well-done.

Albeit disturbing.

So you've been saying for the past six months.

Can you blame me?

There's so much Archie Waters content getting posted,

I can barely keep up.

Maybe I could take your mind off all that.

If you're into it.

I am into it.

Noa! [sighs]

-[Noa] Hi. -Shit, you scared me.

Sorry. Can I sleep in here tonight?

[both chuckle]

And I promise, I'll be out of here before your parents wake up.

[groans] How can I say no to that face?

My face?

What about the rest of me?

[whispering] We have to be quiet.

[whispering] Yeah, I'll try.

[baby cooing]

No, no, no, no! [screams]

[gasps and pants]

Imogen, what are you doing?

Sneaking around? Again?

Mr. and Mr. Winters, [chuckles]

I was just dropping off some more goodies for the baby. [chuckles]

How... How is she doing, by the way?

All safe and sound?

Estelle is great.

Just like the last 20 times you've checked on us.

Yeah. Imogen, we'd appreciate it

if you'd stop popping by and leaving gifts on our doorstep.

We'll send you a photo and an update next month,

per the terms of our agreement.

But no more unscheduled check-ins, okay?

Morning, Noa.

Oh, hi, Mrs. Noble. Uh, Mr. Noble and Shawn went out for a run.

I heard them go out.

The same way that I heard you sneaking into Shawn's room last night.

-Again -Oh, I can explain.

Look, Noa, you are welcome to stay with us as long as you need to.

But when you are under my roof, you will abide by my rules.

How is your mother's rehab going?

Any word when she might get out.

No, not yet.

But trust me, I'm counting down the days.

[rock music playing]

[grunting]

[Greg] Twenty-one!

-[male jock 1] Greg, easy... -[both grunt]

[male jock 2] Twenty-two!

[others cheering]

Come on, man!

Twenty-four.

-Twenty-five! -[male jock 3] Twenty-five!

[grunts]

Shit, Bryant. Didn't have to flex on me like that.

You're lucky I was taking it easy.

Little, uh, word of advice.

Some guys don't like 'roided-out chicks.

Then it's a good thing I'm not doing any of this for you.

And, word of advice,

some girls are looking for more than a himbo.

Time to pay up, boys

-Here you go. -Thank you.

[classical music playing]

Well, how'd I do?

-Hey! -Sorry, Henry.

Um, that grand jete

is no joke, but you nailed it.

Thanks. But it's no fun dancing Romeo without my Juliet.

I'm bummed you haven't gotten the all-clear to dance yet.

I've been hoping it would happen in time for PBT's summer program.

Did the doctor give you any kind of timeframe during your last check-in?

Good news, Miss Bryant.

I'm clearing you to dance again.

Congratulations.

No.

She just said I should continue with my strength and conditioning exercises.

I'm sorry, Henry.

No, don't apologize.

It just sucks.

This summer program was one of your biggest dreams.

[Mouse] Oh, hell, no.

Okay.

You know how people have been steadily posting about A

on SpookySpaghetti for the last six months?

Yeah, since Archie Waters is apparently Millwood's version of the Slenderman.

Most of it is fictionalized and random,

almost stream of consciousness.

But someone just posted this.

Pictures of us, our names, our identities,

which have never been released, officially, because we're underage.

Now it's like we've got targets on our backs.

The five ultimate loose ends. The five final girls

Who posted this? Can't we get it taken down? Like, right the fuck now?

All postings are anonymous, but I already emailed SpookySpaghetti.

No response from the website's admin yet.

-And there's more. -There's more?

[inhales deeply]

[clicks]

That's A's, and Angela's, bad-to-the-bone mother.

Bloody Rose Waters.

Lurking in places we each have a connection to.

Okay, these are definitely unnerving,

but also, they're most likely photoshopped.

Rose Waters is going viral, just as the Slenderman

and so many horror icons have done before her.

Hey, why is Rose Waters "Bloody Rose Waters," anyway?

There are theories on SpookySpaghetti.

Like, remember A's mask?

How it was stitched together?

Literally still having nightmares about it.

Oh, God, I think I know where this is going.

Leatherface territory.

Legend has it,

Archie made the mask by sewing together pieces of Rose's skin.

Specifically, her face.

According to SpookySpaghetti, he skinned his mother to punish her,

for keeping him locked in a cage all those years.

Yeah, but that's not real. Right?

People have been posting about sightings,

and about how you can, like, summon her

Apparently, at 12:01 a.m, the time of Angela's death,

if you look into a mirror,

one that Angela also looked into,

and say, "Bloody Rose Waters" five times,

she'll... materialize.

To quote Jordan Peele, [sighs] "Nope."

[chuckles softly] That's a triple "nope" from me.

Mmm-hmm.

Oh, I hear you. [inhales deeply]

But what if we wanted to try it? Just to be sure.

[others] Seriously?

We could do it in the girls' bathroom.

Angela went here, same as us.

We could sneak in tonight.

If it's any consolation, I heard M. Night Shyamalan didn't get into PIFT, either.

They said The Sixth Sense was too predictable.

I did kind of see the twist coming about a million miles away. [sighs]

-Wanna hear something even more shocking? -[Tabby] Hmm?

PIFT rejected my shorts three years in a row.

Yes. That is shocking.

[scoffs] Yeah, screw 'em.

When I make my ultimate horror movie,

which I am going to do, they'll wish they'd discovered me.

Uh-huh.

[chuckles] Anyway, you don't need PIFT, Tabs.

Your movie is killing it online.

That movie, it's horrible!

Mrs. Langsberry.

It's a disgusting film.

How could you make it?

How could you show it?

Isn't it bad enough that Chip was murdered?

And now you're trying to, what, destroy him in death?

That's... That's not what my movie's about.

People are watching it. And you, you're suggesting that he...

No, I'm not suggesting.

You know exactly what your son did to me and Imogen.

Okay, okay. Can we just calm down?

I know what you claim he did, but you're a liar.

Take it down!

No, I won't.

And I didn't even use his name in it.

So I'm sorry if people are assuming your son is exactly what he is.

You have 24 hours to take that vile thing off the internet.

If you don't, I will sue you and your mother for defamation.

-[breathing heavily] -[door slams shut]

[Imogen] Did you make this?

[Davie] For the baby.

Thank you.

It's beautiful.[chuckles]

Thanks for coming with me, Mrs. Haworthe.

Of course.

Always happy to pay respects to your mom.

I gave a tour of your house today.

Oh.

Good news is I think I found a long term renter for you.

That's good.

-I guess. -It is.

But I did come across something troubling

in the pantry.

A giant stash of supplies and presents

for the baby you gave up for adoption months ago.

Are you planning to kidnap Estelle?

Or are the gifts to give you an excuse to see her when you shouldn't?

It's just that the couple,

Rob and Blake,

they don't seem to understand the...

The risks involved.

You know, even once the verdict comes in,

if A escapes...

there's nothing to stop him from going after her.

Listen, I made an appointment with Dr. Sullivan.

Just you. Alone.

It might help if you opened up to her the way you do with your mom.

Will you try?

-[sniffles] -I think you'll feel better.

-Calmer. Yeah. -Yeah.

[both chuckle softly]

[grunting]

[Imogen acting] Happy prom night, Chip.

[male actor grunting]

[Imogen acting] You scared me!

[grunting]

[yelling]

[clicks]

[Noa] Remind me again why we're doing this.

Something about debunking an online urban legend.

I mean, it's not like I'd be sleeping peacefully.

To quote myself quoting Samuel L. Jackson, "Hold on to your butts."

[all chanting together] Bloody Rose Waters,

Bloody Rose Waters,

Bloody Rose Waters,

Bloody Rose waters.

Bloody Rose Waters.

[sighs in relief] Okay.

Thank the Lord. So, Bloody Rose isn't a ghost.

[all scream]

Really, ladies? The last week before summer vacation?

[sighs]

Sidney Haworthe called, as you know.

My first question is,

have you been taking the anti-anxiety medication I prescribed for you?

I don't wanna be medicated when Archie comes for me,

and he is coming, Dr. Sullivan.

They always come back.

I need my edge.

You know, Tabby calls it our "final girl" instinct.

And the baby can't defend herself.

Imogen, fear is the perception of danger, both real and imagined.

Except our boogeyman happens to be real.

I know all about the boogeyman. He scares me, too.

But Archie Waters cannot and will not hurt you.

Is it possible that your recent actions

are really about you just not wanting to let go of Estelle?

Remember, the first couple you selected for adoption?

At the last minute, you called it off.

Because I got a weird vibe from the Ezra dude.

[Dr. Sullivan] I remember.

And they also lived further away,

in Rosewood,

while the Winters are close by.

Okay, let's look at this logically.

The adoption papers are completely sealed.

Even if Archie Waters escaped from prison,

say, your worst fears were realized,

and he came after your baby,

there is no way he would know where she is.

Due respect, Dr. Sullivan...

but you have no idea who you're dealing with.

You don't know Archie.

[cell phone rings]

That's our time, right?

It is, but Imogen,

if you're truly worried that Archie Waters is coming after your baby,

don't you think the most prudent thing to do would be to not lead A to Estelle?

Lurking around her house, you're like a beacon calling him to you.

[doorbell rings]

-Hey. -Hey.

Mouse, you're freaking me out.

You're on that website 24-7.

You broke into the school to try to conjure a ghost?

[chuckling] That was... for fun.

Well, can we have fun for a change?

Like, can we go on a date tonight?

Absolutely. What do you wanna do?

[chuckles] I don't know. Mini golf?

[laughs] Um...

Perfect. Like you.

-Tabby. Hey. -What's up?

-What are you reading? -It...

It's about the trial.

Are they saying A's gonna get off?

It's not about A.

It's about Chip.

[Tabby] Oh, my God, seriously?

"An essay by Mrs. Langsberry." About what?

How her son's the forgotten victim.

Uh, try villain and not a victim.

Maybe have a little compassion.

Compassion? For Chip?

[chuckles] Never mind. Forget I said anything.

I was gonna wait to tell you when we got home,

but guess who got into law school? [chuckles]

[chuckling] What? Oh, my God, Mom! That's incredible.

That's right. Your mom is going to be an esquire. [laughs]

Well, eventually. I think I'm deferring for a year.

Why? You've wanted this for so long.

I know, but it means moving back to Pittsburgh,

and given that Archie's trial hasn't ended yet,

I'm not sure the time is right.

Mom, we'll figure all that out, but you have to go.

[Corey laughs]

Corey. Faran.

-Uh, Martha. How are you? -Mrs. Beasley?

Blessed and busy, devoting my time to the church.

Oh, that's nice.

Uh, you mean Saint Maud's?

No. We attend Our Mother of Holy Grace now.

You have no idea how good the congregants there have been to me and to Kelly.

How is Kelly? I've tried to get in touch with her, but...

She's thriving.

Remote learning this past semester really was the right choice for her,

and she, too, has found a safe haven.

And her true self, under Pastor Malachai's guidance.

[piano playing]

[choir singing] ♪ Sowing in the morning ♪

♪ Sowing seeds of kindness Sowing in the good tide♪

♪ And the dewy eve ♪

♪ Waiting for the harvest And the time of reaping♪

♪ We shall come rejoicing Bringing in the sheaves ♪

[Kelly] Faran, it's so good to see you.

What brings you to Our Mother of Holy Grace?

Well, two reasons.

First, we bumped into your mom, and I wanted to make sure you were doing okay.

I've never been better.

Seriously, Faran.

Six months ago, I was drowning.

I was paralyzed by fear and grief

after Karen and A and my dad.

But this church, this community, got me through that darkness.

I tried calling you. Imogen tried calling you.

I didn't wanna add to your burdens.

You wouldn't have been.

We're your friends.

Look, I'll admit.

When Momma first brought me here, I was skeptical.

But now, I'm in a good place.

And no, I'm not brainwashed.

If that's what you're thinking.

What was your other reason?

Henry and I got offered spots in PBT's summer intensive,

but I can't go,

so I was thinking maybe you could take my spot.

Is your doctor still telling you it's too soon to dance?

No. She gave me the all clear two weeks ago.

Am I missing something here?

I just thought...

Taking a break from dance has given me the space

to realize that as much as I loved it,

it was also traumatizing.

And Henry, dance is his life.

It was the basis of our relationship.

And I'm growing, changing, learning new things about myself.

New strengths.

I don't know.

It's just been easier to say that I'm still not allowed to dance,

I guess.

I'm so sorry you still have to lie to the ones you love, Faran.

But I, and all of Our Mother of Holy Grace,

[sighs] will be praying for you.

I called PBT. Told them to give my spot

to someone who could use it.

But you should still go, Henry, seriously.

I want you to go.

Without my Juliet?

I love you, Faran,

and I'm willing to stay in Millwood for you.

"My son, Chip, was a kind soul, a loyal friend,

and an upstanding citizen.

I was proud every day to be his mother.

I still am, but his death will haunt me for the rest of my life.

Murdered by Archie Waters in cold blood on Christmas Eve,

for no reason."

It goes on like that for another 400 words.

Many psychologists believe that one of the worst traumas

a person can endure is the loss of a child.

Is she wrong to grieve him?

No, but...

She called me a liar.

She's the liar, or at least, delusional...

I'm sensing some anger here, Tabby.

Yes, I'm angry.

I'm angry my best friend raped me.

I'm disgusted that the whole town

thinks that he was the victim

and that he got away with what he did.

I'm furious that Mrs. Langsberry

gets an entire page in The Millwood Mail,

while I'm basically put under some bullshit gag order.

I'm pissed that Imogen and I never got our day in court,

and I'm fucking livid that I put my heart and soul

into a movie that no one gets to see

because it makes my rapist look bad. [breath trembling]

Anger is a valid emotion, Tabby.

There is no shame in feeling it or expressing it.

So what should I do?

Walk around in a blind rage all the time?

No, you put your anger down on paper.

Mrs. Langsberry told her story. Now, you tell yours.

Look, I tried telling my story my way.

She's silencing me! My movie...

You're a filmmaker, Tabby, but you're also a writer.

It might sound trite, but writing about it might help

get some of this anger out of your system.

[cell phone chimes]

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

[breathing heavily]

"Sorry, Ash.

Moms want me doing inventory tonight.

Rain check on our date?"

[exhales]

[Noa] Four, five, six.

Park Place! That's mine. [chuckles]

You owe me $1100,

and that doesn't include the room and board for the last six months.

-Mom. -Oh, come on.

I'm kidding.

Uh, on that note, I have some good news.

What is it, babe?

My mom is officially six months sober.

And the best part? She's getting out tomorrow,

so I'm... I'm moving back home.

Damn! [chuckles] Okay.

Well, it... It's gonna suck to not have you here,

but I'm really, really happy for you, Noa.

Thanks, Shawn.

And she wanted me to thank you for the hospitality.

Especially you, Mrs. Noble.

For always making me feel like I was a part of the family.

[cell phone vibrates]

This is such bullshit.

I know. That's why I'm journaling about my feelings,

giving voice to my anger.

According to Dr. Sullivan, that'll help me feel better.

Is it working?

No.

I... I don't know how I'll ever feel better about what Chip did to us.

[chuckles] I'm right there with you.

You know the thing I couldn't tell Dr. Sullivan?

The thing I can only tell you is, in my heart of hearts,

I... wish I had done what Principal Clanton and A asked.

What do you mean?

Trial night.

With our bullies, Chip was tied up.

The knife was right there. I should have carved that "A" into his chest.

Branded him.

Am I an awful person?

[sighs softly]

You could never be an awful person, Tabby.

And maybe Dr. Sullivan was right.

About you giving voice to your anger about Chip

by writing it down.

Should we close the door?

[Kelly sighs]

Dear Lord, you know my wants, my desires, my impure thoughts.

Please help me and Greg overcome our weaknesses,

our temptations.

In your name, I pray. Amen.

[sighs]

What is it with the praying, Kell?

Can't we just, you know, like we used to?

I'll make a believer out of you, Greg.

-Come to church with me. -No.

It's not what you think.

-[sighs] -It'll bring us closer together.

-[crickets chirping] -[animals chittering in distance]

Okay, explain to us again why we're on this little adventure?

Yeah, before we all get Lyme disease and shit.

A posting on SpookySpaghetti said Bloody Rose was shacking up in some,

well, shack in the woods.

Probably another urban legend,

but shouldn't we know for sure?

Sure, but why text us? Me and Noa?

Faran, you're basically Linda Hamilton from that Terminatormovie.

Don't ask me which one, I'm not Tabby.

And Noa, you're basically The Flash.

If shit goes south, you could book it out of here for help.

-Fair. -Okay.

Thank you for indulging me.

Now, according to the website, the cabin should be...

right in front of us.

[ominous music playing]

Oh, my God.

Yeah, for the record, I am not going in there. Mmm-mmm.

We saw it. It exists. Let's go.

[all gasp]

-Ash? -Inventory with your moms, huh?

Oh.

[Ash] Are you upset, Mouse?

I didn't know what else to do.

So, you catfish your girlfriend?

I didn't technically catfish you.

When you cancelled, I hopped on SpookySpaghetti,

and I saw the posting about Rose Waters and her shack.

And I got worried.

-Ash... -Look, Mouse...

you can't keep putting yourself in danger.

And you can't lie to me.

I know.

I'm sorry.

Please don't break up with me 'cause I'm insane.

[chuckles]

Break up with you?

[sighs]

Oh, never.

I love you, Mouse.

[chuckling] I love you, too.

How about no more late-night escapades?

And maybe, you could ease up on the SpookySpaghetti?

[both chuckle]

[reporter] After a month-long trial

and a week of deliberations,

multiple murderer Archie Waters, AKA "A,"

has received the maximum sentence possible, the death penalty.

When carried out, this will be the first execution to take place

in the state of Pennsylvania since 1999.

For the families of Archie's ten known victims,

-the nightmare's finally... -[turns off radio]

[sighs] So, the verdict is in.

Archie Waters is on death row.

There will be no escape from a low-security mental institution

in this horror sequel.

I hope this news brings a modicum of comfort, at least.

The question for us is, now that we know A's status,

would you like to continue our sessions or suspend group?

Personally, I'd like to keep meeting. Alone, or in group.

Same. I might need some help figuring out who I am, if I'm not a prima ballerina.

Yeah, as long as my mom's in rehab, I could use the extra support.

And I've got my internet addiction to deal with.

Hashtag SpookySpaghetti. [chuckles]

I don't think I'm ready to stop therapy, either,

uh, but I do have to thank you, Dr. Sullivan.

I took your advice and I feel so much better,

having put my rage into words.

[Dr. Sullivan] Well, I'm here for all of you

and happy to continue the work.

In my experience, trauma doesn't just evaporate.

I'm here to help in any way I can.

[church organ playing]

It's safe to say that I believe you children are the future.

Of our church, of this town, and of the kingdom.

I'm trying to keep an open mind, Kell,

but you know I'm an atheist, right?

[shushes] Stop talking.

Listen to Pastor Malachai. Hear his words.

[Pastor Malachai] There's an activity we used to spearhead in years past.

A celebration,

and a purging that will help us expiate our town's sins.

Shall I tell you all about the glories of Redemption House?

[all applauding]

[pop music playing on record]

So, you have your apartment all to yourself?

Yep. Until my mom comes back later this summer.

For reals. [chuckles]

And she's cool with you staying here alone?

You told her you were moving out of the Nobles' place?

What she doesn't know, won't hurt her. Girl code.

Don't worry. As we have proven, we can keep a secret.

Mmm. Okay. Favorite summer movies, go.

Mine's Independence Day, even though it's slightly problematic these days,

-followed by Midsommar, the director's cut. -Hmm.

Call Me by Your Name. Also deeply problematic,

but doesn't Ash kind of remind you of Timothee Chalamet?

[laughs] My mom and I used to watch Dirty Dancing all the time.

[sighs] Kellerman's forever!

[chuckles] 500 Days of Summerfor me,

and does Mamma Miacount?

Wet Hot American Summer, obviously.

Guys, I can feel it.

Best summer ever!

[chuckles]

We are gonna have a blast.

[school bell rings]

[all laughing]

Okay, I can't believe it, but we made it. [laughs]

The end of sophomore year and we're alive.

Fuck yeah, and we're gonna be hot-shit juniors next year,

which, you know what that means.

-Prom, bitches. -[laughing]

Oh, my God! Should we start saving up for a limo now?

Guys, genius idea.

Should we go on a summer road trip?

I, for one, could use a break from Millwood,

even if it's just for a day? [chuckles]

[woman over PA] Would Imogen Adams, Faran Bryant, Tabitha Haworthe,

Noa Olivar, and Minnie Honrada, report to the Principal's office, please?

Ladies, [sighs] I'm afraid I have some bad news.

-Is it Archie? -Has he escaped?

-Are we in danger? -Oh, my God.

Is A coming to kill us?

What? No. No. [chuckles]

Nothing like that. But... [sighs]

your grades, no surprise, suffered this past school year.

And the results of your end of semester Keystone Exams came in,

and all five of you,

-well, failed. -Failed?

I've never failed anything.

Well, if we did, it's 'cause we've had a pretty fucked up year.

Excuse me?

What Noa means, Principal Smithee,

is surely you can understand we haven't exactly had it easy.

-Mmm. -[Principal Smithee] Of course,

but I simply, and legally, cannot advance you to junior year,

unless you complete summer school.

[ominous music sting plays]

[chuckles] Um, [clears throat]

As in school... during...

-summer? -It's just mornings.

And this will give you an opportunity to retake

and, hopefully, pass your Keystone tests.

It's only a month. You'll be free and clear by July fourth.

At least we'll be together.

And Smithee did say it's just mornings.

I'll be able to keep my shifts at the Orpheum,

which means summer movies for you guys for free. [chuckles]

And to think I used to be a straight A student.

Do me a favor and never say that letter, ever again.

-[Mouse chuckles] -Noted.

I guess, if nothing else, our brush with crazy killers is over.

[chuckles] True.

And, hey...

at least we're alive.

Nick, are you sure this is the right cabin?

Because Bloody Rose would be hard to miss.

Check the post on SpookySpaghetti.

Uh, I'm trying. They took it down already.

Okay, well, she's not here, doofus.

Let's go.

Or, uh, we could stay.

Have some fun.

Mmm, what did you have in mind?

[breathing heavily]

[moans and chuckles]

[wood creaking]

[screams]

[both screaming]

[knife stabbing]

♪ School's out for summer ♪

♪ School's out for ever ♪

♪ School's been blown to pieces ♪

♪ School's out for ever ♪

♪ School's out for summer ♪

♪ School's out with fever ♪

♪ School's out for the... ♪