All language subtitles for Spin.The.Bottle.2024.hoetinkhof79

Here, Carter. I got you another.

Thanks, sugar.

I was just admiring your family portraits.

I, uh,

thought it was just gonna you coming over.

This place is so weird. Oh, my God.

-Check this out. - Well...

Now with the parents away, you need a whole gang to play.

Ain't that right?

Speaking of play, Lorelai, honey,

I have a great game for us to play.

A game could be fun... ...I guess.

Yes, we just need the darkest,

coziest little space to cram into together.

Let's go to your cellar.

-Our cellar? - Yeah, your cellar!

No, no, that's--

I think it's over here.

No, no.

It's not a cellar, it's a chapel.

- We can't. - Oh, even better.

No, we're not allowed.

Come on, Lorelai.

Don't you want to have some fun with us?

With Carter?

I'm not allowed, none of us are.

Come on Lorelai. It'll be so fun.

Nice. Let's do this.

Oh, my God.

Holy shit.

Guys, I am getting creeped out.

-Gross. -We hit the jackpot.

What the hell is this?

"Only with the Serpent tamed... will Darkness be held at bay."

What does that even mean?

Oh, my God.

I don't think that's who these folks are praying to.

This ain't right. We need to leave, now.

We should have never come down here.

We shouldn't be down here.

We got to go upstairs. My father would kill me.

No! No, don't go in there!

Carleen! Carleen, don't.

Carleen, please don't.

No, no, no, Carleen.

It's perfect.

No. Put that back.

That's Daddy's most sacred. He'll kill me.

Do not touch it.

Lorelai, I'm here.

Everything's going to be okay.

Come on, guys. Let's play.

- Okay? - Okay.

Oh, my God, let's sit here.

You'll be fine, trust me.

Yeah, around the pentagram.

Lorelai, are you in there?

All right.

Phyllis, you're up.

-Go for it. -Yeah, go for it.

Lorelai Randell!

Hello, Lorelai? Are you home?

It's hot.

Come here, lover boy. All right.

Okay.

Wow.

Oh, my God.

Whoa! What is that?

Let's get out of here. Right now.

No! No, stop!

Lorelai! Lorelai!

Lorelai!

So keep going about eight miles

past Jennings on Route 93.

It's not going to be on GPS, but there's like, a little signpost

where you turn onto Wagon Road, okay?

You take that a half mile - into the house. - Okay.

Cole, you don't have to do this.

Honey, you can go back to Atlanta,

finish high school there.

- We can figure this out. - Mom.

Mom, I've already thought all this through.

There's nothing left for us in Atlanta to go back to.

That property in Jennings

is our only asset, it's all we have.

How do you know the lights even work?

Because I called the gas and power company.

Trust me, it's going to be fine, mom.

What about school?

Mrs. Nichols?

Sorry, just... I need another minute.

We already went over all this, remember?

I sent my transcripts to Oak Ridge High...

and I'll only be three hours away,

so whenever you're ready to leave this place...

Yeah. In two weeks.

Two weeks, honey, I just need to get some rest.

You know, I just-- I need to get my head on straight

after everything that happened.

You take as long as you need, mom.

I got us covered.

We're going to fix this place up...

Mm-hmm....make it look good.

We get a fresh start. Anywhere we want.

You don't have to be so grown up, you know.

Cole, I'm so sorry that we're in this mess.

I mean...

The loss of your father, the way that he went...

it destroyed the life that I had so carefully

- built for you. - Mom. Come here.

That I wanted for you. It's okay. It's okay.

Are you ready to go see your room now, Mrs. Nichols?

Your son takes real good care of his mama, I can tell.

He's so sweet.

There's something that I haven't told you.

I need you to understand

how bad my childhood was at that house.

It's been 30 years.

It's just a pile of wood and dust.

We need this.

Fine.

Just don't go down into that cellar.

It should still be locked.

You wait until I get down there to clean it out.

I will come and I will clean it out.

Okay, I promise.

If anyone asks...

you have no connection to the Randells.

You ever going to tell me why?

Just-- It's ancient history.

Come here.

- I love you. - I love you.

Call me as soon as you get down there, okay?

Okay.

Hmm.

Sweet.

Jesus, Mom you weren't kidding.

Huh?

What the hell?

Yeah. I'm not going to be hanging in this room.

Hey, guess where I am.

Why haven't you called?

Because I was making sure the place is even livable.

Okay, I'm sorry, I was worried.

I just... I was waiting for your call.

So, how is it down there?

I know you said this place would be weird...

but it's really weird.

That's one way to put it.

I couldn't wait to get out of there as fast as I could.

Football tryouts are today. I think I'm going to go.

Hey, that's great.

I'm so proud of you.

I know that it may not seem like it now,

but, um... I'm gonna do everything that I can

to give you a normal life.

Thanks, mom.

Soak up the lights, boys!

This here is the closest

you wannabes are going to get to play on my field!

So please, enjoy yourselves!

Go, go, go.

You guys still suck.

-Hey, there. - Hi.

-You are? - Uh, Cole Nichols.

I'm... here to sign up. - I'm new. - That's... pretty obvious.

Mila. Mila. Fresh meat.

He's mine.

Now that is some raw new talent.

You might just have some competition.

I'm Kasey, team manager. Welcome to Oak Ridge.

Hope you manage to make our elite squad.

Uh, I talked to Coach... Schomes?

- Is it Schomes? On the phone? Nichols. That you?

Yes, sir.

So you ran the spread at Gwinnett?

Went eight and two, 106.5 QB rating?

That's right.

You, son, are sticking by me. Come on.

All right. Second one, you're gonna hit him in the post lance.

- Okay. - Stay in the Z. Coming over the top for a second one.

- Great. - What's the scrub's name, Coach?

Cole Nichols.

Good chance this is your new backup, Westin.

My QB2? Her? No fricking way.

See what I see Trav?

Yes, he looks like a goddamn barista.

- Yeah. - Don't mind him.

All the winds have gone to his head and his gut.

All right, go out there. Show us a couple of plays.

- Yes, sir. First team, let's go.

Everyone out.

Let's see what you got, barista boy!

All right, let's give those entitled sons of bitches

on the sideline reason to worry, all right?

Forty-Six Waggle Right on One.

- Ready? -Okay.

Hey!

Yeah.

- Let's go! - Hey!

Ow!

Yeah, okay. We gotta slow this scrub's roll.

Go blitz his ass. Bury him.

Travis, what in the goddamn hell are you doing?

Yeah, Coach,

I reckon barista boy's got about ten seconds to live.

Let's go, Trav!

...Shallow Cross on One. Ready?

Hey!

Nichols, who do you think you are?

This isn't Atlanta, son!

Oh, my God!

He takes you down better than I do!

Oh. Oh, thanks, man. Thank you.

Hell of a debut. I'm Mila. This here's Sophie.

- Okay, is that it? -That's all you need.

What are you up to tonight?

No plans.

Yo, ladies, what's up? Where are we going?

Nowhere, as in nowhere with him.

Aw. Come on now, son.

If it's good for the team, it's good for you.

Well, all right, backup.

Scored yourself a very temporary social life.

Congrats.

Thanks. Okay.

Just let me know where I'm going.

Oh, I guess - you guys are riding with me. - Yep.

Come on, girl.

Oh, so you roll with these two?

You didn't know, Kasey and Mila are besties.

Someone's got to guide her

through her terrible life choices.

Not true. What should we do?

-I could eat. -Oh, I bet you could.

-Guys, let's get burgers. -Let's go.

Okay, so, uh, Mila and Travis

are constantly on and off, but mostly on, right?

And then you and Westin, what's going on there?

Um, nothing. Westin don't do relationships.

And you do?

You know I'm saving myself for Mr. Right.

Oh, my...

We're thinking the lake.

On a Friday night?

It'll be crawling with the JV squad.

Can't we find one damn place we've never been to before?

-Doesn't exist. - God, I hate this town.

Hold up. I forgot about the first night.

You know, when a newbie mixing onto the team.

Yeah, right.

Yeah, newbie has to host the first night.

What? Is that right?

-Mm-hmm. Yeah. - Oakridge tradition. It's an actual requirement.

Are your folks home?

Uh, no. Actually, my mom's out of town on business.

Dad?

- Not in the picture. -Perfect, lead the way.

Mm-hmm. Okay.

All right, yeah, yeah. I guess rules are rules.

Guys, we are finally going somewhere new for once.

Just follow us, Fightin' Bucks.

Wait, where are we?

Hold on. I think I know this road.

This is weird. I love it.

Wait. Isn't this the house

that all those murders happened at?

It totally is.

A bunch of kids died here back in the '70s, the Randells.

Folks said this place is haunted.

Really?

Well, I haven't seen any ghosts yet.

Yo, qb2. Are you a goddamn Randell?

No. No. My mom, she bought this place.

We're going to fix it up, and then flip it.

Real estate, hmm? I like it.

Travis, shut up.

Um, Cole, this might be a teardown.

The lights have been kind of tricky.

Like I said, just got here. We're gonna fix the place up.

Oh. Whew.

Okay.

- Okay. -Whoa.

Oh, yeah.

Lorelai. I think she's the one who died here.

Yeah. Yeah, that's her.

That's the girl that went ape shit and killed everybody.

She got the shotgun and she was like, "Bam, bam, bam!"

Whoa! Weird.

Okay, so, that just happened?

Yes, it does that.

Oh, my God. You guys.

The murders happened in the cellar.

Where's the cellar?

It's over there, but--

We have to go down there. It's going to be so scary.

Uh, actually, my mom said that--

-Never mind. - Hey, no.

Please continue. Tell us what your mommy said.

Just that it's locked.

Uh...

I'll be damned.

So you just break the door, huh? Awesome.

Okay.

Careful.

Holy crap.

Are those the bloodstains?

They must be.

And that's the pentagram.

That'll definitely help the resale value.

God. What is all this shit?

No clue, never been down here.

Guys, maybe we shouldn't be here.

Yes, she's not wrong.

Ooh. What's in there?

- Hey, where are you going? - Um, let's not find out.

Oh, yeah, that's a great idea.

So, what's the story again?

A bunch of kids had an orgy down here or something.

They were playing "spin the bottle"

with that Lorelai chick, or girl.

Her father tormented her her whole life.

That's why when one of those kids fucked with her,

she got so mad, she blew their heads off...

and then she turned the gun around

and killed herself.

Oh, God.

Okay, so we're just standing with our dicks in our hands,

can we please go drink? I'm bored.

I've got a better idea.

Let's spin the hell out of this old bottle.

"Spin the bottle"? Is this 1950, Mila?

No, it's the '70s.

It's what they played the night they all bit it.

I don't even think we should be hanging out down here.

Who will care? Your mom?

Crazy old Lorelai?

Come on. What are you all so afraid of?

It'll be fun.

Who is down to get old school down?

Look, all right, I'm in, but I'll call NGK.

What is that?

No Guy Kissing.

We all know the person you want to bang most

is Westin, homophobe.

No.

Okay... ...fine.

If anyone gets a spin they don't want,

they got to drink.

- Fine by me. -Yeah.

Trav, you're up first.

Okay, great.

We're going to sit around the pentagram.

Obviously.

Numb nuts.

You ready?

There they go again.

Spin.

Boring.

Travis, honey, I know you can do better than that.

Wow. Yeah.

Cole, that would be you.

Okay.

Wow, that was an Atlanta kiss. Hot.

Great.

Unless...

What? He's cute.

Come on.

Here they go. Okay.

- Wow. -Okay.

She never kisses me like that.

Trav, you just wait.

Maybe we should take this upstairs.

Oh, how convenient, Stanton. As soon as it's my turn?

Oh, cool. Maybe we should have gone upstairs.

Oh, you, bitch.

Okay.

Damn.

-Yeah, doggy. - Fire.

You're burning the room. Okay.

What the hell?

- Was that fracking nearby? - No. No.

It's a 3.0.

Bro, you literally know nothing.

Ow. Must be static electricity.

Let's start the bonus round.

Where are we going?

More like the boner round.

I can't control her, man.

You can always count on our little drama queen.

To make things a little bit extra.

I need you, Trav.

You're my man, so you just lie back and behold.

Look, babe, I'm all in, but this place is disgusting.

Why are we in here?

Because it's so sick and twisted.

We are never going to forget this night.

I'll make sure of it.

-What the fuck? - What?

You don't love him.

Gross. Were they raised in a barn or something?

Mila, what happened?

I think I saw her and heard... heard the dead girl.

I gotta get out of here.

- Okay, babe, I got you. - No, no, I need to leave now.

Okay, Mila, I got you.

Sorry, guys. I, just, um...

Something about her story, or something triggered me,

and I just, um... I got to shut it down.

I got to get home and, um...

Yeah, I'll see you all tomorrow.

- Triggered. - Shut up, Westin.

Why is this stupid Uber taking so long?

Where is this guy?

We're like a mile from the main road.

- Let me just drive you. -No, I'm not waiting for them.

Can you talk to me, please?

Babe, what are you doing?

You're really starting to stress me out.

MJ? Mila?

Can you just chill out?

I'm starting to get worried.

Don't. I'm fine.

You know, I...

I know, Trav. You don't have to say it.

This should have been extra.

Let's just go.

Can you hurry up? I really need to get home.

- Hurry the hell up, please! You high, young lady?

Hell no.

Not going to drive no drug addict.

Wait, where are you going?

You can't leave me!

Asshole!

Okay, let's get out of here, gang.

I could've told you that hanging with QB2

was going to be weird and shitty,

but thanks for having us, Cole.

Listen, guys, I'm sorry.

I'm just as in the dark here as you are.

Yes, whatever. See you on the field, newbie.

They're just chest-thumping.

It's been a night, but I'll be seeing you later.

I don't know what the hell just happened.

Honestly, Mila's kinda known for making a scene, so.

- Well, I hope she's okay. - I'm sure she's fine.

- Okay. Bye. - See you.

You don't deserve him.

Just walk.

It's your turn.

Just shut up!

No, no, no, no. No, no, please don't.

- Speak, bitch! - No, no.

Screw this place.

I can't.

I can't.

I'm sorry.

I love you, Cole.

I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.

Who is it?

Cole Nichols?

Sheriff Stanton, Brewster County Sheriff's Department.

You know a girl named Mila Jane?

Yes, sir.

You know Mila got in an Uber here.

Your address, last night around 1:00 a.m.

Driver claimed she was talking to herself.

Said he was certain

she was under the influence - of some narcotic. - What?

Mila exited the vehicle about a half mile down the road.

Never went home. Nobody's seen her since,

so her parents are obviously very upset.

Okay, if I come inside?

Um, yes, yes, of course. Come in.

- You live here? - Yes, sir.

Your parents home?

No, my mom's out of town for a couple weeks.

- How old are you, son? - Eighteen. Just turned 18.

You should go ahead and have a seat.

You related to old man Randell?

Uh, no.

I mean I've never met him...

but yes, technically, he's my grandfather.

- Your mother's Maura? - Yeah.

Yeah, I mean, he's your grandfather.

Yes, sir.

Now, who exactly was here last night?

Okay, Mila and a few of her friends.

Which friends?

All right, Westin, Travis, Sophie, Kasey.

I don't know their last names. I mean, I just moved here, so...

- Was there drinking? - A little.

Just beer, nothing crazy.

So what were you all doing

when this underage drinking was going on?

We were just playing games down in the cellar.

They wanted to check it out

because that's apparently where, you know,

- where it all happened. - Yeah, I do.

Was Kasey drinking?

I don't think so.

She seemed more level-headed than the rest of them.

That's 'cause she's my daughter.

Now, let's talk about Mila Jane.

She was fighting with her boyfriend.

- It's Travis, right? - Right.

No, they didn't get in a fight.

Um, they actually went into a room down in the cellar

to mess around, and they ended up

coming out of it pretty shook.

- Shook? - Yeah.

- What does that mean? Scared? - Yeah, it's like, scared.

Okay, why don't you just say scared?

Why were they shook?

I don't know.

I don't know. Mila said she saw something.

Maybe just being down there spooked them,

but after that, everyone was kinda freaked out.

Saw something? She didn't say what she saw?

No.

Sorry, is this an inconvenience for you, son?

- No, sir. Okay, that's good.

I wanna let you know something, Cole. Kasey never lies to me.

All right? So if I poke any holes in this story of yours,

you'll find that I can be real inconvenient.

- Yeah? - Yes, sir.

All right.

I thank you for your time.

-Sheriff? - Yeah?

Uh, my mom told me not to let anyone know

that I'm related to the Randells, so...

Do you need to include that in your... in your report?

Well, that's the truth, right?

Can you at least tell me why?

That's something you should ask your mama.

You take care, son.

It's just us.

That's right.

Hello?

You should get out of there.

Kasey? How'd you get my number?

I'm the team manager, remember?

- Right, yes. -Listen,

my dad said that word got out that Mila was at the ranch

before she went missing, so things might get a little weird.

Yeah. Yes, I met your dad.

He said that rumors are spreading

like wildfire that you're a Randell.

- Shit. - Go to Westin's cabin, okay?

I'm sending you the address.

Westin? That dude frickin' hates me.

No.

He knows how this town can get.

He says he actually feels for you.

Well, that's nice, I guess. Are you going to be there?

Later.

I need to go look for Mila.

This isn't right. This time just feels different.

Pull!

Pull!

What's up, guys?

'Sup, hoss.

- Anybody heard from Mila? - Pull!

She hasn't returned any of my calls,

but she does this. She'll be back.

She can't stay away

from this fine-looking specimen too long.

I know that's right.

Give me some.

You shoot, QB2?

Not my thing.

Okay, then.

- Whoa, whoa. What are you doing? - Hey...

I think it's about time you started answering some questions.

Like who are you?

And why did you bring us to your house last night?

Huh? Do you know where Mila is?

Huh? Speak up! Boy!

Westin, I don't... I don't know a thing.

I don't know, Westin.

I'm sorry. I am sorry, man.

That was cold, bro.

Hey, at least pick your ass up off my truck, man.

You're liable to scrub the grill.

You frickin' asshole.

- That, he most definitely is. - You think that's funny?

You ever put a freaking gun in my face again, Westin?

Then what? Then what would you do?

All right, all right, all right.

- Ladies. Ladies. - What'd you do?

Come on, both of you.

- It's a joke. - Drink up, boys.

Here you go. Uh...

Nichols.

Welcome to the crew.

Oh, so I'm a part of the crew now?

- Well, I'm not sure. - I say you're in.

And I'm looking real forward to your initiation.

Wow, girl, you're so damn thirsty.

Yes, I am. In this town, I'm goddamn parched.

I don't know why, you've got this tall,

frosty beverage right here.

Please. I've sipped from that Bud Light,

and I didn't feel a thing.

So we're just waiting around here for Kasey, then?

Why, Sophie not your cup of tea?

No, I mean, shouldn't we all be out looking for Mila?

Okay, look. I get it. You're concerned.

But I know her better than anybody,

and I'm not freaking, so you shouldn't be either.

Okay, but this is all going to fall back on me, right?

You guys were there. Mila completely lost it.

Yeah, well, she wasn't messing around this time for once.

Anyone hear any noises?

I don't know, - like crying or whispering? -Not me.

No, because this is some Stockholm syndrome shit.

Okay? Y'all are freaking losing it.

I'm going to head back.

I got to go figure out what the hell's going on.

-Cole. - Yeah?

The thing is,

Sheriff Stanton already told our folks

about our little party last night, so we--

So we're staying put right here.

Sheriff doesn't want us corrupting his baby girl.

I told you all that good little Kasey was bad for our nightlife.

-Kasey? -Hey.

Hey.

But I thought - you were on Mila watch. - I am.

I actually went to the cabin,

but they said that you were here, um...

Look, whatever Mila saw last night

or thought that she saw,

it's got to be the reason that she's missing, right?

- There's no coincidence there. Yeah, no, my thoughts exactly.

And that bottle from last night, it was like, hot,

and shaking, right?

That's not normal so I was wondering

if I could just take a closer look at it.

To be honest, I'm glad I don't have to do it alone.

I've had my own weird shit going on here today.

Really. Like what?

Like, when I'm in this house...

it feels like I'm not alone. I don't know.

Be honest with me.

Are you actually a Randell?

Like, are these people your family?

Um...

Yeah.

Yeah. Lorelai was my mom's big sister,

and she died when my mom was just a baby.

Wow.

Something about you, about them...

makes my dad really nervous. Yeah?

And... and now?

I'm not even allowed to see you.

He said, and I quote, "Over his dead body."

Jesus.

Which makes you officially dangerous, Cole Nichols.

Or should I say Randell?

Um. Does he know you're here right now?

He'd kill me. Literally.

So, what do you think?

Is it worth it?

Where is it? Weren't we sitting right here?

Yes, I think so.

It's really strange...

and then we all went upstairs after Mila freaked out, right?

Shit!

- What? - I saw something.

Nothing.

Could it be...

her? Mila was dead serious.

So, do you think that us coming down here,

playing "spin the bottle,"

that it could have been, like, disrespectful to her?

To her soul?

Help! Let me in!

-Sophie! -Sophie? Sophie! Sophie?

Sophie?

Sophie?

Sophie!

Sophie.

Oh, it's you two.

I hope I didn't ruin your little courtship.

And we are live, QB2!

You should see - your freaking face. -You son of a bitch!

Guys, stop.

Hey. Hey. Hey.

- Whoo! Come on, Cole. -It was a joke!

He's sure upset!

But I'm not losing both of my QBs over it.

So, everyone in school just saw that.

It was a freaking joke.

I'm sick and tired

of your goddamn stupid jokes, Westin.

Guys, guys, shut up, shut up. My dad. My dad.

Dad. Dad, I'm sitting down.

I'm so sorry, honey.

Oh, God.

There's no way it was a suicide, right?

They're saying it is.

No fucking way.

Mila would never.

How do you explain it, then?

What, you think she was playing chicken with a freight train?

Seriously, Westin?

- Ow. -Hey.

Jerk.

How you doing?

- Not good. - Any updates?

Well, yeah.

New guy shows up and our friend dies.

Was I freaking talking to you, Westin?

Was I freaking talking to you?

Stop. Stop. Stop.

- Seriously. -Come on. Would you cut it out, girls?

Get over yourselves!

Like, shake hands or something.

Yes, okay, I get it. We're cool.

Come on.

Yeah, cool.

Bottom line is,

my dad is saying that Mila killed herself,

- and there's no way. - I agree.

Yes, I guess, me too.

- Where's Travis? - I don't know.

Maybe he's code-red drunk somewhere.

Goddamn.

Well, I've been thinking about the funeral,

and I'm going to go.

Sure about that, hoss?

I mean, no offense, but you're, like,

Jenning's most wanted right now.

Yeah, I know, but it's a hell of a lot better

than hiding out, right? How would that look?

You're right.

You can sit with us. We got you.

Thanks, Soph.

When I was 13, my... ...parents got divorced.

Um, so my dad sent me to cheer camp,

and I was not... ...a good cheerleader.

So the girls were really mean to me.

Borderline cruel.

Until...

Until the prettiest girl in camp took me underneath her wing

and told everyone

that cheerleading wasn't for her either...

and that I was her best friend even though we had just met.

Father.

I didn't know this was your church.

- Look, I'm here to mourn. - That was Mila.

Mila could wrap the world around her finger...

and Mila loved life.

She loved her friends. She loved her family.

Mila did love trouble.

Trouble with a capital T.

I heard the night Miss Jane died,

she was out there at the Randell house.

Can you tell me anything else about that night?

I can tell you this because it's not an active crime scene, but, um...

they were down in the cellar.

But Mila did not commit suicide.

Mila would never do that.

Someone or something chased her onto those tracks,

- and it's still out there! - She's right!

She's right, and that someone's that Randell boy, right there.

Oh, boy.

He arrived about the same day.

-Father. -It is no coincidence.

-Hey. Let's go. -What? Hey!

Sheriff, you better be putting this boy

- in handcuffs. - I'm very sorry for--

- Sheriff. - I'm sorry for your loss,

but let's let the law do its work now. All right, Tom?

- You do your work. - Tom, sit down.

- Cole, meet us at the cabin. -What are you doing?

-Let's go. -What are you doing?

- Hey. - All right, let go of me.

I'm trying to get you out of here

before they string you up.

You should have laid low. Cole.

I didn't do anything.

Yeah, well, a lot of people in this town

could give a shit whether you did or not.

Everyone wants your blood anyway.

Get in there.

Now get out of here.

That was some eulogy.

It almost caused a riot.

It was beautiful though.

It was really nice.

Honey, um...

Look, I know it can be hard to accept certain truths--

Dad, she didn't kill herself.

You didn't know her dad, I did, better than anyone else.

I know. I know she...

I know she was your best friend., and...

but honey... ...there were no prints on her,

no fibers... nobody touched her.

There was... no one else there.

Stop. Stop. I know it in my gut.

Where are you going?

- I don't want you going anywhere. - I'm going to her wake.

It's at Westin's cabin. You want to stop me, arrest me.

Kasey.

This here poor, sweet little girl

was Mila's best friend.

I am so sorry.

We all loved Mila so much.

Yes, sure, whatever, JP.

Mila was just so full of life, you know.

She had so much love to give. It truly is heartbreaking.

Actually, JP, Mila hated your guts.

Oh, sugar. You're in mourning.

You don't know what you're saying.

I can't stand her.

Look, Mila loved you, Stanton.

Sophie too. Me, she liked.

You were always her number one.

Thanks, Trav, but she really did love you too.

No. No, she didn't. Not really, but that's okay.

Because I loved her enough for the both of us.

Come on, let's go inside.

- Hi. - Hey, girl. You okay?

- No. No, I'm not. - Me neither...

but it helps being held.

All right, guys, we're here for Mila, right?

Let's do it how she would have wanted to.

Yeah. Let's honor Mila. Let's shoot out the lights.

- To Mila. -To Mila.

I know what to do.

Let's play "spin the bottle."Oh. Wait a second.

Wait, you took that?

I thought Mila would want a souvenir.

Guys, this is the last thing that we did with her.

She would want us to play.

You're right.

That's exactly what she would want.

You okay, hoss?

I'm very far from being freaking okay, bro.

I think I read about this game in a book, once.

Oh, you know how to read?

- Come on, stud, let's play. - Hell, I'm in.

This can't be a good idea.

No, it's not, but it might be the only way to be getting answers.

Come here, QB2.

Ugh.

I'm gonna give that two and a half stars.

Makes sense, considering two and a half

is about all you got.

I don't have a small penis.

Like I do. I know.

I'm disappointed, Sophie.

I heard you had game back in your day.

Oh, I'm just getting started, JB.

Oh, sorry, I meant JP.

- Oh, shit. - Mila would have loved this.

Come on. Teach me something, Grandma.

Whoa.

Well, here endeth the lesson.

Something's going on.

- All right, maybe we should stop. - Maybe stopping would be bad.

Oh, come on, QB2.

What are you, afraid of some freaking wind now?

Saddle up, cowboy.

Hey, who... who did that?

I think maybe we're supposed to.

Aw, that's so sweet, you guys. It's their destiny.

It's your turn.

Uh, um. I'm gonna go see if Travis... is okay.

Trav?

Travis!

Sophie!

Bro, it's Hill Country. It gets windy. Just relax.

Hey, you guys skedaddle on out of here, okay?

- All right, just be careful. - Hey, you be careful, man.

Careful of her daddy. Hey, sayonara, y'all.

Watch out for the ghosts.

Travis!

Travis!

Travis!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Calm down, what is it?

I swear, I swear, I swear, I swear.

Look, look, it's been a long night,

I understand. I...No, Lorelai, she's real.

Travis, she killed Mila.

We should have never gone down to that house.

- I saw her, Travis, I felt her. - Look, it's on me.

I, uh, I allowed her to leave that night alone.

You were the best thing that ever happened to her.

She was there with us, right? That house, I'm not crazy?

No. No, and I mean, she could be with us right now.

It's like she's connected to this thing.

She died playing that game. So, when we play it,

that must be what brings her back.

Do we destroy it?

Would that even help, or would that make it worse?

All I know is if we never would have went down there,

none of this would have happened.

Tomorrow, I'm gonna bury it...

far from here.

- Yeah. - I dream about this, about us.

You should just keep following your dreams, girl.

Goddamn, that truck.

Hey. Don't you go get ugly on me now.

We should probably call it a night.

My dad is, like, 50 feet from here.

Good point, yeah.

I like all your tattoos.

Is that a ghost?

Yeah, Slaughterhouse-Five, Kurt Vonnegut.

My dad's favorite book.

Tell me about him.

He was a really good guy...

but he had problems.

And he started falling apart.

And then one day...

he was just gone.

And my mom...

she's not on a work trip. She's...

in a mental health facility.

It's really hard for her.

And you?

I mean, I'm sure it's been really hard

for you too.

Yes, it has.

I just wanted to do the right thing for my mom, by coming here...

but now, this whole town hates me.

I'm a total pariah. Maybe your dad was right.

I'm not good for this town. I'm not good for you.

Stop, stop.

I'm really sorry about what happened to you.

You are good for me.

Believe it.

-You don't play nice. - Yo, who's there?

Hey, stop messing with me!

Let's play.

Yo, seriously, I've got a freaking shotgun.

I will shoot your face off.

Westin? You okay?

Westin?

Open the door!

Open the goddamn door, Cole. Hey!

Sorry, sir.

Sophie and Travis found Westin and JP Cross dead.

They were murdered.

- What? - Yeah.

- I was just with them. - Uh-huh.

You and Westin had a big fight Saturday?

Isn't that right? Spread around online?

Uh. Yeah. Yes, we did.

-Over what? - I don't know. Uh.

He pulled a prank on me. Pulled a stupid prank.

So, you hit him?

- Once. - He hit you back?

Come on. You play ball, sir.

That's the kind of shit that goes on.

- Did he hit you back? -Yes, he did.

Am I a suspect?

- You tell me. - I was here. All night, sheriff.

- How do I know that? -Because I was here...

with him.

Dad, Westin saw us off.

We've been here together all night.

- Wait in the car. - Dad, I'm really sorry.

Go wait in the goddamn car.

I like you, Cole.

I do, but I want you to stay far away

from my daughter. I'm gonna tell you why.

Sit down.

There are things about your family that you need to know.

I know already. I looked it up. No, you don't.

Most of it was never reported.

Your grandfather, Fred Randell, he was...

he was a genuine monster. A man with pure evil.

People around him, he... They'd drop like flies.

It wasn't just your grandma, and those kids, your relatives.

People who used to work out here

back when I was a kid...

they all disappeared. Field workers, and kitchen help.

Kasey's grandma was one of them, her mom's mom.

She died out here. They all did.

I'll tell you something. Your mom was lucky to get out of here

when she was still young because there were, um...

there were rumors about your family.

This is gonna be hard to hear, but you deserve to know the truth.

Mom! Hey.

Something's wrong.

I can feel it.

You were right about that place. Ever since I got there,

terrible things have been happening.

You... you have to get away from there.

Here. Here, sit down.

I need you to tell me what happened in that cellar.

- I can't do that. -Mom. Mom, look at me.

People are dead.

- Do you understand? - Oh, my God.

I need you to tell me everything that you know.

Please.

Okay.

Okay. My family was always extremely religious.

My great-grandfather started

the first Pentecostal church in Jennings.

But my father was expelled from that church.

His beliefs weren't like theirs.

He... he believed that his life's calling

- was to gain mastery of a demon. - A demon?

He put a chapel down in the cellar

where him and his sect would practice.

He was obsessed. He...

He believed that that he could rid the world

of all of its evil...

but it corrupted him. He wanted its power.

He called him...

Ahriman.

"Ahriman"?

My father thought that he could raise him

from the spirit world.

He thought that he could... could control him...

but the spirit was too powerful.

And I was just a... a baby when she--COLE: Mom, I know what happened.

I know about the murders.

I know about Lorelai.

There was this bottle.

It was passed down...

through our family for generations.

My father said that it had these special properties,

that... that it was aligned with our own blood.

That we can attract evil, powerful spirits

and contain them.

He said it was that bottle that those kids

were playing with in the cellar that night.

It was that bottle that he kept him trapped in.

He used Lorelai, his daughter...

to entice him...

to tame him.

Do you understand?

My father did horrible things. He did horrible things to her.

Oh, my God. Oh, God.

Was Lorelai your mother?

Mrs. Nichols, it is time to say goodbye.

Just a minute, please.

Thanks.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I was in that cellar...

a few nights ago with some friends.

We found that bottle.

And I think we brought Lorelai back.

I can feel her.

Cole, is she here?

- Is she here? - The bottle's in the truck.

Cole, you have to destroy it.

You have to take it back.

No, you don't understand. You need to end this.

You have to destroy it.

Cole, please, you have to take it back.

Hey.

I just wanna say I'm sorry...

for everything.

Cole, none of this is your fault.

No, it is. It is.

Everything that's happened is because of me.

Where are you? Where are you going?

I'm headed to this old church.

Apparently, it used to be my family's.

I need answers.

I need to make this all stop.

Cole, please, let me help you. You don't have to do this alone.

Tell him goodbye. Hang up the phone, now.

He's right. You can't see me. Tell him I get it now.

- Kasey, hang it up. - I gotta go.

Maybe it's time for you to go to your mama's.

No, Dad! I'm not going to New Mexico.

She doesn't want me there. I need to be here!

Enough! Enough.

I know it's been hard,

just the two of us all these years.

I'm not a perfect father, I know.

You're on your own too much.

I'm sure it's... ...I'm sure it's not easy...

...in this town, being my daughter.

But you are way too young to know how dangerous

it really is out there.

You trust me on that, all right?

Now, I'm going to the station.

I don't want you to see him.

- No, Dad, he didn't do anything. - Hey, honey!

That kid and his family have brought nothing but death to our town.

Now, you are not to leave this house.

You understand me?

- Kasey? - Yeah.

Father Harris?

I'm Cole Nichols.

I'm Fred Randell's grandson. Yeah.

I know who you are.

- Thanks for coming. -Of course, Kasey.

I'm so sorry.

This was all so stupid.

After everyone we've lost...

I can't believe Westin's gone too.

Look, now that we have this...

let's make a move.

Your great-grandfather, Jefferson Randell...

was a pillar of our small community.

He was a good and righteous man...

fighting the forces of evil at a time

when darkness ran rampant through these parts.

But it was your, uh...

your grandfather, Frederick, that turned. Yes, sir.

The fruit has spoiled. He became twisted, corrupted.

And he took poor Lorelai down that path with him.

You see...

Fred Randell forsook the Lord...

Communicated with a dark spirit. Randell was a sick man.

And he used Lorelai like music to lure the demon spirit.

To tame him as you would a snake.

Did you know her?

Yeah.

For years, I had my suspicion that Randell was conducting

this unholy work,

and I became very concerned for Lorelai.

She still had a chance,

a path in front of her to remain good.

But I knew that path would not remain open

to her for long.

I went out there to check on her.

I needed to see for myself that she was all right.

But it was that... very night.

I just wanna take my turn.

It's not true. That's not true.

I just wanna take my turn!

I'm... I'm gonna skip this turn.

But... But it's my turn to play.

Just kiss her, and we'll get out of here.

- Yeah, just do it, damn it. - No.

I am not gonna kiss this goddamn crazy-ass twist.

I'm sorry, Lorelai. It's not your fault.

It's your sicko daddy that messed you up good.

We just came here because we needed to see it all for ourselves.

That night...

...in her grief, and heartbreak, and anger...

it was all finally too much to bear.

And that was exactly what Ahriman needed.

He found his way in...

possessed her. She was, from that moment,

lost to the demon in life as she is now in death.

Let's get out of here right now.

I was too late.

I... I thought you just went crazy,

and shot them all.

I worked out that explanation with the police.

It was the only way our community could handle

the information and survive it.

What happened was far, far worse.

They were there with me the first night at the house.

Father, please continue.

Lorelai, it was just a joke.

No. No, no, no, no! Stop!

Lorelai!

Lorelai, it's me...

Father Harris, your pastor.

You are Lorelai Eloise Randell.

I know what happened to you.

It's not your fault.

You're a good person.

Lorelai, I see you!

I know who you are.

You're a good person. You're loved.

I know you, and I love you.

Lorelai, I love you.

Carter! No!

Lorelai...

please come. Come to me.

Please come to me.

Lorelai, please.

Please come to me. I can help you.

We can stop this.

No.

Please. Please, please don't do this.

No. Don't!

No, no, don't!

So, what's the deal, padre?

Are we fighting a ghost or are we fighting a demon?

Both.

Most certainly it is the ghost of Lorelai.

With her pain,

her thwarted desires have been co-opted by the demon,

like they are intertwined. She's serving a master unaware.

Your grandfather was devastated, of course.

And then he became terrified of Lorelai's spirit.

She went on a rampage,

wreaking vengeance on her family, everyone.

He cast her back.

He confined her to the...

...the vessel he used, that bottle, but now... The bottle that Mila found...

That we used and that I...

that I brought to the cabin.

It was the same one.

Even dormant, these forces have a way

moving things into place.

The moment you all stepped into that cellar,

you were in the bottle's brim.

But you, you're her blood.

She is attached to you now

just like she was attached to your mamma all these years.

Well, then what if we bury it, never play it again?

This isn't a game. That won't end this.

As long as her spirit's free,

she'll keep focusing her energy on everyone she believed

- caused her pain. - So, that's it then?

- There's nothing we can do? - Maybe there is.

Fred Randell...

control these spirits much like a... a snake charmer.

He found what bewitched it.

Love is what tamed her...

and that is how her father tricked her spirit back

into that bottle. Now, if you can give her peace,

if you could return her to her true self,

the demon will be left without a host.

He'll have no choice, but return to the bottle.

I've been a coward.

I knew only a Randell can entrap the demon,

and it's only a Randell that can defeat him.

- Thank you, Father. - Thank you, Father.

Cole...

if you were able to isolate the demon from her,

to trap it...

fire is what they are born of...

and it's fire that can send them back.

You hear?

Hey, where are you going?

You heard him, this is my battle to fight. I'm doing it alone.

And if you can't, she comes after us. No.

I'm the only one who should be risking anything.

Cole, I saw her, she's coming after me.

I'm already marked.

Look, she already took the two most important people

in my life.

I'm not letting her take anyone else.

Guys, trust me, there's a lot you don't know.

Cole, you heard what Father Harris said,

we can't defeat the demon until we put Lorelai to rest,

all four of us.

We need to remind her what love is,

and you can't do that on your own.

So, it's settled, let's go.

We're not gonna need that.

I ain't taking on some demon from hell without backup.

Let's go.

Hey, Kasey, you hungry? I got some food.

Kase? Got your favorite.

Lorelai killed those kids

when it seemed like they were being cruel, careless...

like their actions meant nothing.

It hurts her.

It's the night she first played over

and over and over again.

This is for Mila and Westin.

And jp.

And jp.

Can you spin again?

She wants us to play the game for real.

We all love each other, so just do what feels right.

It's okay.

Your turn, Trav.

I won't do it. I just... I just won't.

That's my love. It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

I'm here.

She's with me too, okay?

She's here.

Keep going.

I think she wants us to keep going.

Here, Soph, you haven't gone yet.

What do I do? What does she want?

Guys, it's a freaking trap. She wants to kill me.

What do you want?

You did this.

-Sophie! What's going on? -Sophie!

Sophie! - Hey, open the door. -Sophie, get out of there!

-Sophie! Sophie! -Open the door, Sophie!

Sophie, come out!

Sophie! Damn it! Sophie!

Sophie!

- Sophie! - Goddamn.

Sophie, Sophie.

Sophie.

It's your turn.

Travis! Travis!

- Travis! -Soph?

Travis!

Soph?

Travis, help me! Help me!

Trav!

-Mila? -Help!

Mila?

Help me, Travis.

Help, help.

Help.

Help me.

Mila?

Mila? Help.

Help.

Oh, shit.

Oh, oh, oh, shit.

Guys...

Travis!

Travis!

Lorelai!

- Have the bottle ready. - Hmm.

- I love you, Kasey Stanton. - I love you, Cole Randell...

since the moment I met you.

Lorelai...

it's me...

your grandson.

Maura is my mother.

Your baby girl who you loved...

who was taken away from you...

stolen.

We're your kin.

You made us...

you're a part of us.

We love you.

We love you, Lorelai.

Kasey?

Now!

Now!

Kasey?

Hey? Kasey?

Go to him.

I'm gonna take care of this, okay?

I'll be right behind you. Go. Go.

Dad.

I'm okay.

I'm okay. I'm okay.

- Hi. - Hey.

Is this okay?

Is your dad gonna--KASEY: It's okay.

Um.

It's okay. Sorry.