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As someone once said,
whoever fights the monsters

should see to it that in the process
he does not become the monster.

Pull the trigger!

Pull it! Do it!

If you look long into an abyss,
the abyss also looks into you.

We're all inside of you fucker

But the defining moments in our
lives are never planned.

Department of Public Safety.

Vincent Dennison?

Vincent Dennison is
a registered sex offender.

The sooner
I can verify his address,

the sooner I can leave him alone.

Make sure you keep
a firm grip on the reins.

Don't let him get control.

How have your moods been?

Good.

Taking any medication?

Yeah.

Have you used any aliases
in the past six months?

No.

Must do everything just right.

Beautiful.

What do you
think about sexual thoughts?

I don't know.

Come on,
everyone has sexual thoughts.

It's all right.

You're not supposed to
ask me that.

That's not on the questionnaire.

Come on.

No, no.

He's controlling you now.

What do you think about
when you masturbate?

About settling down
with a nice girl.

Do you think about
holding her down?

Sometimes I think
I could have done better.

I could have done better.

Think you could do this? Yeah.

Good boy.

Good boy.

Bye, Harriet.

I'll see you tomorrow.

See ya.

In other news,

police are investigating the
disappearance of Harriet Wells.

The 17-year old
was believe to have...

Detectives investigating
the disappearance

of 17-year old Harriet Wells

Are focusing on three schoolmates

who may have been
the last to see her.

Harriet's parents
made a plea today

for helping tracing
their daughter's whereabouts.

Mrs. Wells, have you had
any news about your daughter?

I just want my daughter to come

Come home.

All news, all the time.

We're going to
go to some callers now.

Caller, go ahead.

Yeah, I want to know what the police
are doing about this, if anything.

It seems kind of outrageous.

No one seems to be doing
a damn thing about this.

Motel down the street.

The standoff lasted four hours.

Tonight, homicide investigators
have arrived at the crime scene

even though the woman
who was stabbed multiple times,

is still alive.

She is described by friends
as a caring person with a big heart.

That's a new one.

A traveling salesman
with nothing to sale a girl.

You live around here?

Yes, I do.

Long time?

Forever.

Have you used any aliases
in the last six months?

Freak.

Please don't. I promise.
I promise. Let me go.

Why are you doing this to me?

Shut the fuck up!

She starts today.

You'll be sharing
a desk and a car.

Good. Good. Good. Good.

Good.

You know,
I got another month, right?

Three weeks, three days.

You could retire
right this minute if want to.

You've earned it.

No, no, no, no, Bobby.

No way today.

I haven't earned this.

18 work days.

That's one day for each year
I've worked here.

You want to meet her?

Send in Allison, please.

Hi

Allison Lowry.

This is Errol Babbage.

Mr. Babbage,
it's a pleasure to meet you

No need to be so wonderful.

You got the job.

Apparently.

Errol, would you excuse us
for a moment please?

Surely. Yeah.

Okay. Good. Very good.

Usually,
I'd ask a seasoned guy like

Errol to help you stay
out of trouble.

I understand.

In this situation,
things are the other way around.

Errol? Don't forget about
Burgundy's tonight.

What for?

Your retirement thing.

Okay.

All right.

Any questions, just ask.

Thank you.

You're not going to
learn anything from them

except how to keep your job.

That's yours.

This is your desk.

You can move
that over if you want.

You coming?

Yeah.

What do we want?

Justice.

When do we want it?

Now!

Got a young man just moved here
from out of state.

What did he do?

Rape. Second degree. Plea bargain.

I don't care what he did.

I care what he's going to do.

What do we want? Justice.

Janitors for justice.

Excuse me, sir.

You know, these people registered
as courtesy to the public

to the victims, to the people
who testified against them.

Also because here's
what they're capable of.

Here's their potential.

Registering them is one thing.

But telling the future?

That's something else.

We're fortune tellers.

We're misunderstood.

Males are more sexually
aggressive by nature.

It's a way of passing on
their genetic material.

Misunderstood.

His mother couldn't buy her off,
that's what happened.

Just like
she did with the others.

What's your name, honey?

Beatrice Bell.

Beatrice Bell?

That's sweet.

So tell me, Beatrice Bell.

How often does Edmund here
pass on his genetic material?

I don't know.

Does he ever pretend to hurt you?

Strangle you?

I bet you your body
is covered with marks.

She'll take her clothes off
and show you.

If I tell her to.

May we see?

I want her to ask.

I don't think
this is appropriate.

Then maybe you should
wait outside.

No. I want her to stay.

Stand up, Sweetie.

Take your clothes off.

I'm...

Okay. All right.

Thank you.

Now you can call me when you've
had enough of this guy.

Help you get rid of him, okay?

Okay?

What's that?

Did you do this?

You guys finished
with this survey?

Did you do this?

By the way, I...

Hey! Did you do this?

You're a hitter, aren't you?

Likes the sound of knuckles
on a woman's body.

Maybe she enjoys it.

Maybe I do, too.

All right. All right.

All right, Edmund. Okay.

I'm just coming.

I'm here to
welcome you to the state.

So welcome.

I don't want to be misunderstood.

Call me.

Okay?

Bye, Edmund.

Bye, bye.

Those questions
weren't on the form.

Mr. Babbage?

They were invasive.

Touchers. Feelers. Flashers.

Peepers. Compulsive rapists.

Date rapists.

Fetishists Exhibitionists.

Flateurs. Molesters of animals.

Of retarded people.

Old people.

Dead people. Statues.

You better tell me now if you're
too squeamish for his job.

Call your mother.

Have her come pick you up.

What are you circling?

I keep track of offenses

that might been committed
by one of my people.

If a pattern develops,

or something occurs to me
that could help the police

I pass it on.

Does it ever lead to anything?

An arrest?

So what are you going to do now?

I mean, when you retire?

I'm not retiring.

I'm being let go.

You could use a new look.

Get some of
that hair out of your face.

I'll get the check.

High school
student's disappearance

comes in the midst of
an ongoing controversy about

the growing number of
registered sex offenders.

Viola? ls Viola in?

Viola, I'd like you to meet
my understudy, Allison Lowry.

Hi.

Hi.

Next registrant.

Unlawful imprisonment.

Attempted sexual battery,
three counts.

Sit up, please.

Did two years.

Could have been much worse,
except for the plea bargain.

Partner executed in August.

Attempted battery?

This way, please.

Murder. Murder. Murder. Murder.

After they slowly mutilated
these women until they died.

Took over a week.

And then they cut off their feet.

Their legs, their hands

Their arms...

Their tongues.

Their ears...

And their hair.

Jesus.

Well, three separate incidents.

It was all over the news.

The one executed
was Paul Jerrard.

The part of
role model was his wife.

We're talking abou
Paul Jerrard's wife?

She's using her maiden name now.

Aren't you, Viola.

Sorry.

Are you okay?

You should be more careful,
Viola.

You can take care of
the registration.

He enjoyed that.

So how long have
you worked here?

A week longer than the last time
I was asked that question.

Errol was here last week?

Viola.

What's wrong?

The way you're looking at me.

I was as much a victim
as those women.

I'm not here to go over that.

What would you like to know?

You know, this isn't necessary.

Paul would try out
behavior on me.

Things he later
did to those women.

He'd ask me to enter the house,
barefoot

Wash my hair
in front of a mirror.

While he crept up behind me
and grabbed me around my neck.

Then he'd drag me off
to the bedroom

where he'd smother me
with a plastic bag.

The only reason I'm alive

is because my death
would have left him.

Usually Mr. Babbage
comes to my home three,

four times a month.

What does he want?

Same questions over and over.

I'll make sure
he leaves you alone.

The way you're looking at me.

Better.

You're lopsided.

You wanna...

Yeah.

I'll finish.

It's been over 4 hours since
police confirmed the disappearance

of Harriet Wells, age 17.

Reported missing from her
parents' home in Paradise Hills.

She was last seen
yesterday morning.

Did she say I saw her last week?

Yes.

Did she say she was innocent?

Did she say she got off on what
her husband did to those ladies?

I can't tell if you're
just green or indifferent.

Is indifference
the same as wishing

you'd come up for
air once in a while?

I have 18 days to teach you
everything I can.

This isn't a registrant.

They had a daughter
who disappeared

from her college
campus six years ago.

There are a hundred
victims to every offender.

Don't tell them I got fired.

Errol's visits are
difficult for me.

But Anne... seems to find
some comfort in them.

I'm grateful to him for that.

That's her.

That's Abigail.

She's pretty.

We don't know what happened.

Errol's the only one
who promised we would some day.

That we'd know.

The only one.

Those people don't just tell lies,
they are lies.

In public, they're decent,
socially responsible folk

who'd look you in the eye.

But never long enough to
make you uncomfortable.

They shake your hand,
pat you on the back.

But never overdo it.

They're Christian, if you are.

They swear, if you do.

And they do this because people
like you wrongly believe

that public presentation tells us
all about private lives.

It tells us nothing.

It hides everything.

And what about you, Mr. Babbage?

Tell me about your double life.

What do you think about?

I think about a girl who's dead
because I didn't look in a closet.

And what was in the closet?

$3,000 worth of girl's clothing.

You asked me
what was in the closet,

so I'm telling you.

Here you go.

Yeah.

And for you.

He liked the malls.

He asked teenage girls to
try things on...

Then bring himself off on them
in dressing rooms.

I should have looked
in his closet.

What happened?

One day taking dresses home
wasn't enough.

So he took a girl home.

He hung himself afterwards.

It's all in those books.

That one's all about
Paul and Viola Jerrard.

There were half
a dozen missing things

that were buried at the site.

The coroner ultimately exhumed
the remains of five victims.

And parts of at least eight
additional unidentified corpses.

During the trial in 1998
evidence was presented

that before graduating
from high school

Paul Jerrard was already believed
to have killed three young women.

Since the death of her parents
when Viola was sixteen

- She'd been living alone.
- Her mother died when she was 16.

I lived alone on the farm
after that.

That's when I met Paul.

My husband.

On the witness stand

Viola claimed to be
just another victim.

I still see him.

I find him in every man I meet.

The only way I'll be rid of him

And what he did to me

ls to die.

Jesus.

Errol Babbage testified that more
than half a dozen missing girls

might be buried at the site.

Ooh, where did you get your scarf?

Poole's was having a sale.

It was so awesome.

I'll have the nacho rapist

Did she even say that?

The Buffalo wing rapists.

Molesters of fried Mozzarella.

I've circled them all for you.

Here's to Errol.

To Errol.

Where is Errol by the way?

Help! Help!

Welcome.

Don't worry about it.

Have a nice day.

Thank you.

Two toasts.

Eggs on the counter.

Have you seen who left
that newspaper?

Have you seen him?

No, I haven't seen anyone.

Thanks.

Three's up.

Did you put that there?

No.

Someone left this here.

They left it for me.

How do you know somebody
left it for you?

Look at it.

It's circled.

It's folded just like me.

Everything's the same.

Don't, don't, don't, don't.
Don't touch it.

This is the one I bought.
See that?

It's right here on the menu, sir.

Would you like to try the eggs?

Sure.

A 17-year-old's disappearance
may be the result of

an abduction a Sheriff's
Department spokesman said Thursday

after her riding boot was found
by police dogs at a railroad

near the King Community College
freshman's suburban home.

Is that what's his name? Babbage?

Yep.

Department of Public Safety.

Come with me.

Okay. Wait here, please.

DPS.

I know.

Officer in charge?

Yes.

Can I talk to you for second?

Babbage, we're on it.

There are over 40 registered
sexual offenders...

I know.

Within two miles of here.

I know.

We're handling it.

I...

You can take off. Okay?

Sure.

What did they say?

They're going to give me a medal.

Really?

Yeah. It's in the mail.

Absolutely not.

This statistic specifically
refers to child molesters.

We've had a much greater success
with sexual predators.

Touchers. Feelers. Flashers.

Peepers Posers.

Adult rapists. Fetishists.

Exhibitionists. Flateurs.

Molesters of animals.

There are hundreds of victims.

There are over 40 registered
sexual offenders.

I know.

He likes the sound of knuckles
on a woman's body.

Maybe she enjoys it.

Maybe I do, too.

Allison.

Thank you for coming in,
Mr. Grooms.

You know Edmund?

Yes.

You know anything about
what happened to him?

No.

You know I got a phone call today

from a very agitated
Sheriff's investigator.

It seems a girl has disappeared.

And you were at her house?

Errol thinks one of
the registrants may be involved.

Well, how did Errol
come up with that one?

Someone circled an article
in the newspaper

and left it for him to find.

Errol was a no-show at his
retirement party the other night.

I'm not sure I understand.

These guys here are all familiar
with Errol's routines.

And his habits.

Like how he dissects the newspapers,
for instance.

There was talk at the party of
getting back at him.

You think someone here
circled the article?

Yeah. Could be.

But maybe not.

Are you going to tell him?

You're gonna to tell him.

This abduction thing
has nothing to do with

what you're being paid for.

We're not police officers.

We're public servants.

All right?

You know, Errol told me
that he's not retiring.

That he's being fired.

You know they have a support group?

The offenders?

They meet once a week.

They made up a list of

grievances against Errol.

The offenders are offended.

And they'll go away,
when he does.

Each of those are offenders.

Red ones are violent sexual acts

against teenage girls
and young women.

We'll start with the registrants
living closest to the missing girl.

It could take weeks to track
down all these people.

Maybe.

You know as well as I do that

there's an even chance
Harriet Wells is a runaway.

Someone I know has her.

Someone who knows me.

Someone on my own registry.

I'm going to call it a day.

How do you do that?

Just call it a day?

Two months.

That's how long
you're going to last.

But why should this job be
any different than the others.

I'm not one of your registrants,
Errol.

Just lay off the personal stuff.

Your mother says you spook easily.

You talked to my mother?

Among others.

She said you change jobs at about
the same rate you change men.

Does privacy mean
anything to you, Errol?

You are a nosy person, my friend.

He didn't just leave
that newspaper for me.

He left it for you, too.

When they find Harriet's
body in a month...

You'll be the one sitting
at this desk.

Not me.

Police still have no leads in the
case of the missing 17-year-old,

Harriet Wells.

Detectives investigating
say false tips

continue to complicate
the investigation.

I have a bet about that gag with
the newspaper with the circle.

No, it wasn't me. No.

Not you, either. Okay.

I was wrong.

All right.

Well, I'll see you
at work tomorrow, Allison.

Get some rest.

Well, but hey,
since I have you on the phone

What else can you
tell me about Errol?

Well, he likes to
circle newspapers.

Right. I've noticed.

Errol's a good guy.

When he started, he was great.

Yeah.

There was this one case,

that young girl named Abigail
who was taken.

He got obsessed
by the whole thing.

And he got into some serious
trouble that time.

He started carrying a gun around.

We don't carry guns.

It's not part of our job.

We miss you, Harriet.

Please come home.

Have a good night.

Okay.

Right now, all we know about
the disappearance...

What are you doing here, Errol?

I have to tell you something.

I have to tell you that
I have trouble trusting.

I have trouble trusting people.

Even non registrants.

I apologize for being
insensitive to your privacy.

Doing a background check
is entirely reasonable.

You were right.

We gotta narrow down that list.

What are we looking for?

This is where
they found the riding boot.

Did she meet a boy here?

A friend?

Was someone waiting for her here?

Did someone see?

Between 4:00 and 4:30 you're
the only engine of that track?

Yep. Car was light.

Light color anyways.

It was maybe a Jap.

Jesus.

I wonder why the cops
didn't pick up on that.

But she was talking to
somebody in that car.

What the hell.

It looked like she was
just trying to catch a ride.

Did you see him? Did you see the driver?
The guy she was talking to?

Nah. We didn't see anyone.

I was clearing the windshield.

But you've got it wrong.

She wasn't talking to the driver.

She was talking to someone
in the passenger seat.

Daniel Balden. Former CPA.

Husband. Father.

Peeper. Rapist.

Drives a white Golf.

Carlos Hugo Catalan.

Unlawful sexual intercourse
by fraud or fear.

Drives a white Jeep Cherokee.

James Ray Ward.

Solicitation of
an individual under

the age of 18 to engage
in sexual conduct.

Assault with intent to
commit rape second degree.

A white Mazda.

How you doing, James?

I'm not going to take
this from you, Officer.

You got it, you want it.

You want me to do that?

Is that something
I'm going to have to do?

Glenn Custis.

Use of a minor
in a sexual performance.

Rape, second degree.

Aggravated sexual battery.

Tan Ford Ranchero.

Why don't you look down that way?

I'll go this way.

I'm okay.

No... yes.

You like this?

You want some of this?

It's good.

The warm air's trying to
move to the north.

Viola?

The cold air's trying to
hold it back.

I'm looking for Glenn Custis.

Glenn. Glenn.

This guy is looking for you.

Glenn.

Glenn. Glenn.

Don't make me wait.

Baby, there you are.

Smile.

Fucking smile!

Fucking bitch, smile!

What's that, baby?

What kind of game is that, baby?

Well, baby...

Glenn... What are you doing?

I want you to stop.

I don't like that.

Stop it.

No.

Let me go!

Let me go!

You sick fuck!

Glenn Custis!

Stop it!

Errol?

Are you Glenn Custis?

Answer me!

Get me out of here!

No... Let me go!

I'm with the Department of
Public Safety.

Glenn!

Let me go!

Okay, get in the car.

Get in.

Wolf.

We need to talk. This way.

Don't you fuckin' move.

Hey, we got a problem.

I just got a visit from Babbage.

Are you fucking this up?

I told you not to fuck
with this bitch.

She's nothing but trouble.

I'll take care of Viola.

You take care of Babbage and
don't fuck it up.

I got friends in low places.

Isn't that right, Louis?

What are you doing here?

I just want to see how your
new job is shaping up.

Hear you do good work.

I don't handle the photos side.

And the woman who does
won't be back until...

Who do you think
you're talking to?

I see your hobby's photography.

Boys and girls at play.

So I remember.

And I do. And I do.

Look at that.

I don't do that anymore.

He says he doesn't do
that anymore.

Should we believe him?

I don't know. People get well.

Not my people.

She thinks she knows you, Louis.

But she doesn't, does she?

No.

No. No.

This room is the only reason
you took this shitty job.

Tell her.

Jesus.

Do you think that's
the missing girl?

Do you think that's Harriet?

Not unless she has two left feet.

There are at least
three people here.

Probably more.

Do you think he did this?

Did he cut these women?

If he has a friend at a funeral
parlor or a morgue...

He'd probably be the carve man.

I don't get this.

He probably peddles them all.

Here. See?

It's a centerfold.

Porno, honey.

This is all porno.

Just porno.

Don't tell me this isn't
what you wanted all along.

What is it?

I quit, Errol.

I do.

No, that's not what I wanted.

I can't see their futures.

I have no interest
in seeing their futures.

Have you thought,

have you wondered
how you ended up in this job?

How you ended up
being my replacement?

Because I saw your application.

I cashed in every possible
favor I could.

There wasn't much left.

I saw all the applications.

You chose me?

You have a juvenile record.

Habitual runaway,
among other things.

When your mother finally
kicked out your father

He came back for good.

Beginnning with you,
about your big brother.

He got it constantly.

Your mother wouldn't
admit or say more

than a nod of the head
or I don't know.

I suspect that both of you walked
on eggshells around that house.

Like church mice.

I needed someone who could see
the human condition for what it is

Look, I want you to look at this.

No, I can't.

I want you to see this girl.

Is it Harriet?

No. No, it's not.

They're staged.

All of them.

Not a touch on her face.

The real thing isn't so pretty.

Do you think Custis knows
anything about Harriet Wells?

Tomorrow, you can ask him.

Do you think we can find him?

One of our flock is going to
know where he is.

Can you make it home?

Yeah. Sure.

Maybe a cup of coffee.

Okay.

So you're not seeing anyone.

Anyone steady.

What did I tell you about
the personal stuff?

Okay. Whatever.

It's just that I

I didn't see a spare toothbrush
or a man's razor.

So...

But I did see a large pea
coat hanging there.

Shiny elbows and missing buttons.

A smoker.

It's not exactly your style
I don't think.

But... I guess it suited your needs
for the time.

Do you ever just
have a normal conversation?

This is a normal conversation.

No, I mean, "Hey, how are you?"

"Nice weather."

"Hey, thanks for the drink."

You don't talk. You pump.

Errol?

Custis! Custis!

Errol, let me see that.

Come here.

Fuck! Fuck!

You really should
go to a doctor, Errol.

You really need to
have this checked.

Yeah?

Yeah.

I know that.

Haynes Ownby.

Four counts solicitation
of under aged

individuals engaged
in sexual performance.

What's he doing here?

This is his feeding ground.

You better take it easy
on those pills.

Doing some shopping, Ownby?

There's a sale at Penney's.

Men's Department.

You might want to check
that out yourself.

I'm looking for Glenn Custis.

She might know where he is.

Do you know where to find her?

You know I don't do
that type of thing.

In fact, it turns my stomach.

I forgot.

Yeah.

Did you hear that I'm...

I'm being put out to pasture.

Now, if I don't find
a certain missing someone...

We're going to lose Errol Babbage
as we know him.

He will emerge
as a total stranger.

And now all of us will have to
take our chances.

Maybe I've seen her around
and I can make a call.

Yeah. Yeah. Thank you.

My name is Errol

Say your name for us.

Nadine.

Nadine. Nice name.

I'm going to ask you something.

I work for the city,
and I'm looking for someone.

This is kind of important to me.

Is that you? Is that you? You?

I want you to look at this
ecause I think maybe this is you.

Is that you?

Fuck off.

I think this is you.

'Cause it looks to me
that is you.

No, no, it's okay.

Did Glenn Custis take these?

All right. I'll catch you later.

Okay.

If I tell you,
will Glenn find out?

No. No. No. I promise.

I don't know where to find him.

I can tell you how he found me.

Okay.

The lady that cuts my hair.

More to the point,
one only has to examine...

the cases of child molestation.

I can tell you we are by law...

What did you do, go shopping?

Go.

You stay away from here.

You hear me?

Yeah, I got a new tie.

What do you think?

Did you know Custis and
Viola Gerrard know each other?

Yes.

Did you know he's been hanging
around her beauty salon?

Therapy for five years...

Of course he would hang around
the salon...

and watch the girls
get their hair done,

their nails done, hands, feet.

Do you think one of those girls
is Harriet Wells?

Viola?

Errol. Look at this.

That's what's wrong
with the registry.

We don't just alert the public,

we alert every degenerate
in the country.

You think Custis found Viola
on the registry?

They found each other.

Look at this.

She's running a fan club.

Custis hooks up with Viola and
mistakes her for a kindred spirit.

So Custis has the idea for
this fan club setup.

She tells him about the fan mail.

She tells him about the fan mail.

Jesus, look at this stuff.

Dear Mrs. Jerrard...

My heartfelt condolences for

your husband's
senseless execution.

And I thought it might be possible
to pay my respects in person.

It's all the same kind of stuff.

They find some girls and
they take some photos.

That just turns Custis on.

So now he needs the real thing...

And forces Viola to help him
abduct Harriet.

If I want to hit someone...

Enjoys it.

Errol, we have to tell somebody.

Errol.

This is a family restaurant.

There are children present.

Maybe we're exhibitionists.

Maybe we like it that way.

Exhibitionists expose themselves...

Usually to make an impression

in their otherwise
unimpressive cock.

Now what you are
is an agropheliac.

You get turned on
by having sex in public.

You need to shock strangers...

in order to boost your otherwise
deficient genital prowess.

To beef up your beef.

So to speak.

You make an impression.

Get the fuck out of here!

You fucking pervert!

What the fuck is your problem?

Don't you get it?

Get the hell out of here!

Thanks for your help on this.

Thank you.

Allison.

Errol says he can tell

when someone's offending
or about to offend.

They get all hyped up.

Engrossed. Detached.

They start drinking too much.

Stop grooming.

Hey, look at him.

He could be his own profile.

There's a direct connection

between at least one of
our registrants...

and that missing girl,
Harriet Wells.

You got any names?

Yeah. Glenn Custis and
maybe Viola Jerrard.

They're both AWOL.

And Errol led
you to this conclusion?

Yes. It was his investigation.

Harriet called her mother
today from California.

She called?

I mean, they're following up.

She is now just a runaway.

Did you tell Errol?

Yes.

It looks like he's
cleared out his desk.

It's all yours.

So why don't you start your job
over before you lose it.

You've got
two missing registrants.

Begin with finding them.

So that's it?

I mean, for Errol?

Just like that.

Yeah, that.

And he's banned
from the premises.

Here, look at him.

Could be his own profile.

I came with them.

We'll beat them.

On earth, as it is in heaven.

It's okay.

Shhhh.

If I asked you, you think
you can make a phone call?

You could say you're
in California,

you're alive and well.

I don't know.

Can you make it sound convincing?

Put the gun down, Errol.

Put it down!

Custis and Viola
have Harriet Wells.

And I don't care what
she told her mother...

Get the fuck out of my house!

Get the fuck out!

I'm sorry.

Look at these.

We thought that these were
all taken in Viola's house?

They weren't.

They were taken here.

Look at this.

Stop it, Errol.

Look.

You see that?

It's the same.

It's the same bed.

Stop it, Errol!

This is where it happened.

At the site of
the original murders.

That's where it was.

See?

That's where they go.

This is where Viola
she lived there.

I'm not listening to this.

Right here.
In this house.

Her and Paul.

They lived right there.

I don't care!

Now they've
taken everything out...

I don't care!

I don't care.

Harriet is here!

Harriet...

Stop this!

You have to stop this!

Please leave!

Get out! Get out!

Shit, Errol, what are you doing?

I don't know.

You have to let it go, Errol.

You have to let it go.

You've done your best.

That girl didn't come home.

Lots of girls don't come home.

A hundred a day.

Sometimes I think
I could have done better.

Let it go.

Because sometimes I think...

Think about what?

Think what, Errol?

Sometimes I think about
hurting them.

And when you say hurting,
you mean killing.

Someone has to pay.

I got to take a trip.

Missing girl didn't come home.

I'm going to bring her home.

Are you coming?

You have to promise me something.

That this is your last trip.

Say it.

This is my last everything.

Those two folks we visited?

The couple with
the missing daughter?

Yeah.

The girl disappeared
around the time...

Paul and Viola were doing
whatever they were doing.

I was trying to get her
to admit it...

Take me to where they buried her.

Those folks need peace.

I've always suspected their bones
were scattered over these fields.

Hold on.

Jesus.

The girl is here.

There's a flashlight in the car.

I'll go get it.

God.

Where is Harriet Wells?

Where is she?

Is she in there?

Is she alive?

Shit.

I'm going to go call for help.

It's too late.

Where's Harriet Wells?

Where is she?

Tell me, motherfucker.

When you get back...

You can declare Glenn Custis,
deceased, to the registry.

Keep it posted for 6 months,
then dump everything.

Please, let me go.

Heartfelt condolences for your
husband's senseless execution.

And I thought I was misunderstood.

Signed. E.G. Edmund Grooms.

It was Grooms with Viola.

He forced her to live out
his adolescent fantasies.

He probably paid Custis to help
with Harriet.

I was as much a victim
as those women.

Paul would turn me off
to the bedroom...

Where he'd smother me.

I was told to widen my eyes.

Harder.

He didn't kill me.

Harder!

He killed who I was.

Fucking stubby fingers.

It's time, Edmund.

They could be anywhere.

We need help.

Viola Jerrard and
Edmund Grooms have strayed.

They've taken a girl
and disappeared.

Just like that.

It's not so easy

Without some kind of help.

Did you help them?

My God.

What was that?

Vincent!

- You can not leave.
- Let me go.

Vincent! Get back here!

Get your ass over here.

I haven't asked yet.

Sit down!

It's gonna get messy.

It's gonna get very,
very messy now.

Here, Louis.

Someone tell him!

Crawl. Put your hand up here.

Do you know where they are?

Just stop! Stop! Stop!

Stop... Stop, man, stop!

I'll tell you.

I think I know where they are.

I know where they are, man.

Where?

You're mine!

Come to me, you whore.

Come to me.
Come to me now.

On your knees.

Crawl!

You bastard!

Let me kill.

Do you fucking hear me?

Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut!

It's okay, baby.

It's okay.

It's okay, baby. It's okay.

More!

Which one is it?

I'm not sure.

Sweetie,
you're going to be fine.

All right?

Shut your fucking mouth.

I will cut your hair off.

Now is the time. Go back.

Get the big knife!

Get the big knife!

Shhhh.

It's Babbage.

What?

It's Babbage!

Shut the fuck up.

Shut up.

Shut up.

Shut the fuck up.

Shut up.

No, please.

Put it down!

He killed Harriet.

Just put it down.

I'm just trying to help.

I didn't mean to hurt him.

Hey!

She's not dead.

Get the fuck out.

You crazy, fucking...

Don't.

Drop... drop it!

Is she okay?

Yeah.

Stop.

You and I are going to the farm,
Viola.

Give me the gun.

Up!

Show me where Abigail is.

You're enjoying this.

You going to return her
to her parents?

Take me.

I'll tell them how she died,
you pathetic fuck.

I always thought something could
have happened between us.

Maybe I should have
made the first move.

Have you thought about me?

So pull the trigger.

Errol. Errol.

Pull the trigger.

It feels amazing.

Just be a fucking man, Errol!

You want to be inside me?

Shut up!

You want to be inside me.

You want to be inside me.

Because we're all inside of you,
you fuck! Do it!

Do it!

Do it!

Do it!

Do it, horse shit!

Shut up!

We're all gonna die!

Be a fucking man, Errol.

Do it!

Do it!

Fucking shoot me.

I can't live like this.

I am nothing!

Shut your fucking mouth!

Should've.

I should've.

Shut up!

Stand up!

Stand up!

Errol!

You come all the way out
here to save her?

Okay.

Harriet Wells
is going to be okay.

Her parents will have questions.

Just skip the rough bits.

I will.

Errol. There are more.

There are more buried here.

Let me show you.

Let me show you!

Let me show you.

Someone once said
whoever fights monsters

should see to it
that in the process,

he does not become a monster.

And when you look long
into an abyss...

The abyss also looks into you.

The defining moments in our
lives are never planned.

This was my defining moment.

This was my resolution.

What it was...

A simple kind of ordinary dream

But I look around me now

Everything's changed somehow.

As it does...

'Cause nothing is as
perfect as it seems.

So many with bad intent.

Prey on the innocent.

In darkness they inspire...

Life driven
by desire to possess...

At all cost...

Before whatever hope
I had was lost...

An angel I must abide...

Wherever those demons hide.

I search for resolution.

It's all that
I could hope to get.

Must put the past behind me.

Silently my last refrain.

Like the eerie kind of quiet
after the rain.

Dropping out.

The echoes in my head
are filled with doubt.

Are all of my feelings numb?

The devil have I become.

Still I try.

But emptiness
is all I ever found.

In shadows I walk alone.

Struggle is all I've known.

Search for a resolution.

It's all that
I could hope to gain.

Must put the past behind me.

So silently my last refrain.

Like the eerie kind of quiet
after the rain.

Search for the remedies.

And somewhere I can
lay the blame.

Put forth from memories...

So deperately I had it made.

From this eerie kind of quiet
after the rain.