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- This isn't gonna work.

- You don't know that.

- I know you believe in this new doctor,

and I've indulged you, but she doesn't want to get better.

- Don't say that.

She's beaten the odds before.

- This isn't like before,

and I don't like the idea of you staying here.

- The doctor said that me being here-

- Is good for her.

You need to come home.

- She can't stay here by herself.

- No.

I don't suppose she can.

- Mom?

- What did you do? - God, Nina!

- Thanks

so much.

- That's too bad, Johnny P.

- Cassie!

- Hi. - Hi, I hope you didn't have

too much trouble finding the place.

- Well, I know the ad said I was secluded,

but wow.

You must be Angela. - Yes, I am.

Okay, well, why don't we go inside

and we'll get everything rolling?

- Cool. - Watch your step.

- Oh. - Come on in.

Nina!

Go ahead and set your bags down.

I'll show you to the guest house.

It's right around the back.

- Oh, I didn't realize I wouldn't be staying in the house.

- Oh, honey.

When I said that Nina's night terrors are bad,

I meant that you wouldn't get a wink of sleep

if you were anywhere in this house.

You still might not, truth be told.

Nina!

Come on down!

Okay.

So, you will have the run of the house

from sunup to sundown, but I promised Nina some autonomy,

so not a minute more than that, please.

She really just needs someone to keep her company,

make sure she's eating well,

and let us know if her treatments have any side effects

that we should be concerned about.

You know, I would, I'd stay myself, but my husband,

he thinks that some space would do us all some good.

Nina!

I know you can hear me, young lady.

So, I'll expect you to call and give me updates

about how things are going every day

because if there's anything concerning,

please call me right away. - I'm sure it's gonna be fine.

It's only a few weeks.

I mean- - Famous last words.

- Oh, for Christ's sake, Nina.

Don't be so dramatic. - What?

She should watch more horror movies

before saying shit like that.

- This is my daughter, Nina.

This is Miss Cassie Farrow. - Yeah, I know.

- You're older than I expected.

- Yeah.

Old enough to be a live-in babysitter,

not to have one.

- You should think about it less as having a babysitter

and more like having a new friend,

whom your father and I are paying to hang out with you

since you have scared away all of your other friends

with your bad attitude.

- For fuck's sake.

- So, I think this went about as well as could be expected.

If you still want the job- - Oh, yeah.

I don't scare away that easily.

Okay.

Well, Micah's gonna pick you up for your appointment

at eight, so you need be up and ready.

- Mom.

You don't have to go.

I won't do it again.

- I'll take you to the next appointment, okay?

Shall we?

There's one more thing that's very important.

You need to lock the door every time

you leave in the evening.

Every lock.

I know it seems like overkill, but Nina's prone

to sleepwalking when she has night terrors,

and the combination can be just

nasty for everyone.

- Not now.

- Nina?

Nina?

Nina!

Nina?

- You should leave. - Nina, what happened?

- Night terrors, remember?

- This looks like more than just night terrors.

Let me see this. - No, I don't need your help.

Just go burn some toast and watch TV

and wait for your paycheck.

Shit!

It really isn't that bad.

It actually has nothing to do with night terrors.

It's just I'm pissed off that I have to be out here

in the middle of nowhere, and it's really not something

you should tell my mom about either,

or my brother because he'll just tell my mom,

and then they'll tell the doctors

and they'll tell- - Nina.

Why don't you want them to know?

Okay.

Look, get dressed, clean up.

I'll talk to your brother.

Not about this.

You must be Micah, right?

Nina's just getting dressed.

I'm Cassie. - At your service.

- You're doing grocery runs for us, right?

- Okay. - I just need a few things,

if you don't mind.

- Doc's got my sister on a strict diet.

No meat products in the house. - They're just for me.

Promise.

- Never hurts to have a pretty girl owe you a favor.

I'll think about it, huh?

You know you're not supposed to wear any of that shit.

- You know you're not my dad.

Hey, stop!

God, you are an asshole whore.

- Freak.

Later, Cass.

- You're an asshole.

- Yeah, keep walking. - Hey, don't fucking touch me,

skinny peen. - Such a fucking idiot.

Go on, don't trip. - You're gonna ruin my boots.

- Oh no, I'm so fucking sorry. - You ugly bitch.

- Oh.

- Honestly, Micah, the audacity.

You're short. - Oh, shut up.

What do you want, me to knock your teeth out?

- No, borrow my heels.

How about that? - Oh, okay.

How about I shave your head while you sleep?

- Shut the fuck up.

My brother wants to fuck you.

- He's a guy, of course he does.

- I swiped this from the doctor's office.

One of those kinds where there's like a secret compartment,

if you solve it.

I don't know, it's kind of lame,

but thanks for not saying anything to Micah.

- Yeah, well, thank you

for stopping that trunk from falling on me.

I mean, that was a pretty cool trick.

Here.

Those must be some pretty bad night terrors

if they make you punch holes in the wall.

- I told you,

I just, I'm frustrated and,

you know, I'm 19.

I'm allowed to have inappropriate displays of teen angst.

- And your teen angst bullshit has a body count?

You don't know what movie that's from?

- No.

I'm exhausted. - Take a nap.

If you're up for it, we can play an intense game

of Jenga later.

Screw you.

- Get out!

Please, get out!

Get out!

Okay.

- Hey!

I was thinking we could comb through all the VHS tapes

and crank out a movie marathon today, if you want.

We could do like best of John Hughes

or some sort of deep dive into obscure 1950's musicals.

There are pancakes on the stove.

- What about Stephen King?

- I didn't see any yesterday, but we could check again.

What do you think?

- Is my mom coming today?

- Not that I know of.

Didn't you talk to her this morning?

- No.

She said morning check-ins don't really work

with her schedule, so.

- What about the police?

- I'm not calling the police, Nina.

- An exorcist.

Or animal control.

Or what about those ghost hunters on late night TV?

Or how about a quippy cheerleader with a ragtag team

of vampire slayers?

What are you doing?

Stop it!

Fuck!

They took down the curtain rods.

- Yeah, I see that. - On purpose.

- Uh-huh, yeah.

- I need the sun, it's supposed to make me better.

- Uh-huh, sure it is.

Would you mind getting that for me?

Look.

I'm not dumb, and I'm not blind.

And you, you clearly,

you're not ready to have a conversation about this,

and that's fine, so I'm just gonna keep on doing

what I told you I'm here for.

You say you need sunlight,

but you also apparently have

an extreme sensitivity to light,

so we are getting rid of the light.

- No, that's it?

That's all you have to say?

- No, I have a lot more to say, but for now, it's fine.

- You know, my parents won't like that.

- Tough shit.

If they want to boss around a grown-ass woman,

which, that's you, by the way,

then they should be here themselves, and besides,

this glare is totally gonna fuck up "16 Candles".

- We're not watching that. - No?

Is "Breakfast Club" more your jam?

'Cause that's totally fine if it is.

- You're not what I expected.

- Neither are you.

Help a girl out and go find some blankets.

And put on some music or I'm gonna drive us both crazy.

- Good?

- No, we need more.

- Bro.

- Two, one, going.

Nina?

Nina, come on, what are we doing?

- No.

- Thank you.

Hey.

What?

- Do we really need this many blankets?

- No.

I just wanted you to feel useful.

This is a better vibe, don't you think?

- It's like living in a bomb shelter.

Which sounds super cool.

I love it. - Mm-hm.

Here.

Finish it.

- Wait, this isn't on my list of approved dietary options.

- It's the last of my stash, for now.

I gave Micah a shopping list.

I think he might come through.

- Micah? - Mm-hm.

- Do something nice?

- For me, maybe.

- Ew.

- Stop that. - Ew! Ew! Ew!

Oh!

Oh, God, I hate this part.

No!

Why are we watching this again?

- You put it on. - Oh, I forgot.

Oh.

- Ah.

I really thought today was gonna suck.

- Yeah, you keep on waiting for the other shoe to drop.

For what it's worth, Nina, I've seen a lot of weird, so.

- Weirder than skin crawling, light-hating,

brother-biting freaks?

- You bit Micah?

- Yeah, just one time.

But now I'm exiled.

I have this new doctor,

with this new treatment,

to fix me.

- It is kind of weird that they sent you out here

by yourself without them, without your family.

- Yeah, whatever,

whatever's wrong with me,

they said it's probably gonna get worse

before it gets any better.

Case in point last night.

I think it's just too much for them.

Lucky you.

- My best friend in college,

Jeremy.

He was the, God, the skinniest,

most bull-headed little twerp you could possibly imagine.

He was always getting us into trouble, both of us.

He was always getting us out of trouble, too.

But he was my family.

And the summer before our senior year,

there was a fire, and he died.

- I'm so sorry.

- And I still see him.

- You see him? - Mm-hm.

- Like? - Like he appears

suddenly and, ah, he never says anything.

He never gets too close, but it's him.

Yeah, it's a version of him, at least.

- That sounds super lonely.

You know, not being able to let go,

but also never being able to hold on either.

For both of you.

- Yeah.

- Well, you see, we both have some weird,

and I don't see you freaking out about mine,

so you can stop freaking out

that I'm going to be weird about yours.

- Okay.

But, like,

having to tie yourself up to your bed at night

because you don't want to decapitate rodents with your mouth

in the middle of the night is definitely weirder.

No offense, but I'd much rather have

a friendly ghost than all of this shit.

Hey.

- Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

God, why did you do that?

Oh! - I guess I'm just the worst.

- Oh, God.

You're not, by the way.

- I found you.

- Morning, sunshine.

- Hi.

- Thought we'd let you sleep in today

while Nina goes to town with her mother.

You must be exhausted with all the alterations

you've been making around this place.

- All right, that's the last of them.

- My daughter is sick,

and we were very upfront about that when we posted the ad

looking for help, right? - Right.

- When there's something wrong with your child,

you do what it takes to give them

a fighting chance to get well.

But then, someone always comes along

thinking they know better, questioning your parenting.

But they're your kids,

so you have to do what you decide is best.

It sounds to me you've been good company

for my daughter, Cassie Farrow, and I appreciate that,

but that's all she needs. - I was never trying

to undermine- - Do you know why I hired you?

Because you're not from around here.

You're really not from anywhere, best I can see.

In my experience,

people like that,

you shake the tree,

something rotten always falls out.

So, they mind their business,

hoping everyone else does the same.

Are you gonna mind your business, Cassie?

Or am I gonna have to shake a few trees, see what I find?

- I don't know who you think I am,

but I have nothing to hide.

- I think you're a lost little girl

with no one in the whole wide world to look out for you.

And those are the only people

that end up doing things like this.

Am I right?

So, let's all just keep to ourselves.

Sound good?

- Sounds good.

- Good.

Oh, and keep telling my wife there aren't screams

coming from this house almost every single night.

Lies can be a comfort for some.

Not me, though.

I always sniff out the truth.

- You're cute when you sleep.

I hope you were dreaming about me.

- Ethan's dead set on going back home

for the summer.

I told him it's a bad idea,

but he's always been such a mama's boy.

I might go back with him just to make sure

he doesn't get into too much trouble.

- Micah snitched.

- Yeah, I know.

You okay?

- Did my dad say anything?

- Nothing to be worried about.

Are you okay?

- I'm fine, actually.

I think I'm actually just gonna go back to my room

and sleep or something.

You should probably head out.

- Oh?

Okay.

Yeah, yeah, I'll just,

I'll finish up a few things here

and I'll go.

- She looked so humiliated.

It was so unbearable.

So, I walk up to the stage and I go into

this seriously out of key rendition of "We Can't Stop".

I mean, it was awesome.

- Oh, I'm sure you were awesome.

- What's up, ladies?

- You forgot the groceries.

- You know, mom and dad finally decided

to let you just starve to death.

It's their early birthday present to me.

I've always wanted to be an only child.

You and me, we're going for a ride.

- What's the occasion? - I figured you might like

to hit up the grocery store with me.

Doc's coming by for an all-nighter.

He wants to see how those treatments you've been doing

are going with all of your night terrors and everything.

So, you get the absolute pleasure

of spending the afternoon with yours truly

and away from the ugly princess of darkness over here.

So, let's kick it, shall we?

Bye, loser.

- Dr. V mentioned something about

revving things up.

He thinks I'm getting worse.

- What does that mean?

- He's just trying to help me.

I mean, I haven't even been following

like half of his rules.

If I actually tried, I tried harder, I'd get better.

- What if you are better, just like this?

- As a monster?

- Some of us actually have places to be later.

- Cassie?

Your problems are way bigger than mine are today,

so I'll be fine.

- You're not a monster.

Just remember that.

Let me get my bag.

- It's open.

- What's up, Doc? - Hey, Micah,

you get a haircut? - I sure did.

What do you think?

- It's quite dashing.

- Oh, thank you, sir. - Nina, you're looking well.

- She looks like a corpse's asshole.

- That doesn't even make sense, dipshit.

- Hey, Doc, you got a little something right here.

- Oh.

It's nothing to worry about, it's just something

that happens when I'm emotionally triggered.

This house holds a lot of memories for me.

Not all of them good, I'm afraid.

- Fortunate condition in your line of work, huh, Doc?

- Not really, an ironic inconvenience.

- Oh, I'm out.

Be careful with this one, she gets a little hangry

at the sight of blood.

- Nina, why don't you make us some tea

while I get cleaned up?

- Yeah.

- How far is the grocery store from the bus station?

- Maybe half a mile.

Why, you finally sick of my sister?

- I lost something.

I just wanted to check.

I don't know if someone turned it in.

- And take away from our quality time?

- Is that gonna be a problem?

- No, no problem.

Just don't go wandering off too far.

It's a long ass walk back to the house,

and you don't wanna get stuck out here without a ride.

God, I can't wait to stop coming out here.

- Then stop. - Maybe I will.

Won't be any reason to soon, anyway.

I heard my dad talking about sending Nina away

if things with Doc don't stick.

- Sending her where?

- He told Doc that there's places for people like her.

That's all I know.

- Places for people with night terrors?

- Do you want me to drop you off?

At the bus station? - Forget it.

Forget it.

Let's just get back.

- Look, I know this probably all seems ridiculous to you,

but you don't know what she can be like.

It's not safe for the rest of us.

- Mm, your vitals don't seem to have improved.

Have you been doing everything I asked?

An hour in the sun every day?

And you've been meditating as well?

- Yeah, at night.

- Good.

Oh, your pulse is low and thready.

You know, if you do normal human things,

your body will learn to react in normal human ways.

- I know.

- Sheer human willpower is an amazing thing,

the key word being human.

Mind over body can't cure every affliction,

but it can help you with this.

But you have to want it.

You have to will it.

Do you still want it, Nina?

- Yeah.

- Good.

Good.

We can't get started for a few hours,

but I'd like to amp up the aversion therapy

with some new, more intense measures.

Now, they're not very comfortable,

but they're very effective.

But first, let's get that temperature up, shall we?

- You're off the clock, and they're probably still working,

so why don't you store these at yours tonight?

- Or I could store them here

so that Nina actually gets dinner.

- No, Doc doesn't like to be disturbed.

- Well, then, Micah, I won't disturb him.

- Cassie!

- Hi, you've reached the office

of Dr. Ethan Verner.

Our normal hours are 9 a.m. to 5 p.m Monday through Friday,

and by appointment.

Please leave your name, number, and a brief message.

- The darkness is the enemy of the light.

You have to learn to despise it in order to be free from it.

What do you despise, Nina?

- Hurting people.

- Do you?

Your father told me you seemed

to enjoy hurting your brother.

Do you remember that?

Are you thinking about it right now?

Good.

- Despise it!

What is it?

- Blood.

Don't.

Don't.

- We have to do this, Nina.

You can't function in the world if you allow yourself

to be subservient to your worst impulses.

To move forward, you have to overcome them.

Mind over body.

Determination over desire.

Hurting your brother was bad,

but it could have been worse.

Drink the wrong blood or drink blood unlike your own

and you're lost to us forever, Nina.

We can finish later.

We'll do better tonight when you trust me.

Do you still trust me, Nina?

- If I get better,

what about all the shit that was wrong

with me before, Dr. V?

'Cause it seems like it's just coming back.

It just feels like I'm still dying.

- We're never given anything that we can't handle.

Besides,

there are worse things than death.

Now, what else do you despise?

What else do you despise, Nina?

- I spoke with Aunt Fi today.

I'm convinced she has no idea.

Uncle John keeps talking about a cure.

I'm afraid if we stay here too long,

Ethan may listen to him.

I was right, we shouldn't have come here.

Cassie and Dawn are picking us up.

I can't do this anymore.

I haven't seen him drink in days.

- Oh, fuck.

What did you do?

What did you do, Nina? - I couldn't see myself.

After all that, I still wasn't there.

- Hey, you're right here.

Nina.

You're right here.

- I'm not gonna get better.

- There.

You shouldn't be so reckless.

Hey, hey, hey, stop.

- It's not like some dumb cut was gonna kill me.

I die all the time and now I can't die.

- Don't be stupid, everyone dies.

- What then?

Oh, right, decapitation.

Wooden stake.

Fire. - Stop.

Stop.

- Sorry, I forgot about your friend.

- Jeremy, yeah.

Yeah, he thought that nothing could kill him either.

He was like you.

And that fire wasn't an accident.

He died because,

because people who didn't know a thing about him were afraid

of what they didn't understand.

His own family, just like yours is afraid of you.

- Why didn't you tell me?

- Well, you were so fucking intent on hating yourself,

I didn't think you'd listen.

Maybe that was the wrong move.

Nina, this is the medical treatment you've been getting?

Do you really want this?

You want this beaten out of you?

Look at me. - Cassie, I have

to try something. - Why?

- Why aren't you afraid of me?

I could kill you.

I could rip out your throat right now

and I wouldn't even regret it. - I don't believe you.

- I'd probably feel more alive than I ever have.

- Go on then, do it.

- Now who's reckless?

- You said it yourself, you can't control it.

When you're weak, when you're strong.

Jeremy could for a while.

- How?

- Animal blood.

It's enough to just rein in everything.

The urges, the impulses.

It would give you control, Nina.

I bribed the butcher and there's some in the fridge.

Give you control.

You'll be able to see what it's like

if you fully try it. - No, I can't.

- What are you afraid of?

Huh?

You won't hurt anyone if you have control.

Hurting someone is a choice.

This, this, this is a choice.

And what are you afraid of?

You can't change how they see you.

- You don't know everything.

- Well,

I know that this isn't working.

So do you.

Jeremy had some friends who could help you,

really help you if you wanted them to.

But that has to be your choice.

- It's a big choice.

- I know.

- Nina was always so good at these as a kid.

Made me feel stupid.

But we're not kids anymore.

And I hate feeling stupid.

- Well, Nina's an adult.

So, I think I should be- - You think too much, Cassie,

and you suck at minding your own business.

"You're not alone."

Yeah, see, that sounds to me like someone

who asks one too many questions.

- Micah. - And to answer

your earlier question, no,

I don't tell my folks everything.

And I think it's only fair that you show

a little gratitude for my discretion.

Finally repay back one of those, one of those favors.

And then we'll see if I decide that it's worth giving you

just one more. - Your sister's upstairs.

- Yeah, sleeping, I bet, like usual.

Otherwise, she'd be down here.

Or is that what you meant?

That we have the whole downstairs to ourselves?

- You don't wanna do this.

- I'm fucking sick of people telling me what to do.

- Last chance. - Or what?

- Motherfucker.

- Nina.

- Did he hurt you?

- No.

- Did I kill him?

- No.

No, hey, you did the right thing.

I would've done the same if you hadn't gotten here, okay?

- Oh, my God, my parents.

My parents are gonna kill me.

They're gonna- - This isn't your fault, okay?

You have the choice to make, Nina.

You gonna come with me?

'Cause, no, I don't think you can come back.

- Good.

- Oh!

- Hey.

Come on, come on.

- Oh. - Hey.

It's getting worse?

Here, hold on.

Close your eyes if you have to, okay?

Come on, almost there.

Okay, we're almost there.

Lie down.

Shit! - What's wrong?

- I'll be right back.

- See?

Now I'm gonna have to tell my folks.

- Micah!

Stop!

- Guess either way you were getting fucked.

- Cassie!

Cassie!

Cassie!

- Dad can deal with you.

I've wasted enough of my fucking time.

No, I don't know what she knows.

Obviously something.

Maybe Nina told her.

Shit.

I'm not her keeper.

Sorry, I shouldn't have.

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

No, that won't be a problem.

Come on, Nina.

Nina.

Hey, I keep on having to come find you.

Hey.

You all right?

Did something happen?

- Yeah, my brother almost killed you because of me.

- I'm okay.

You can open the door.

- It's dark.

- You're not gonna hurt me.

- You don't know that.

- I trust you.

- Why?

- Well, because the fact that you opened the door

makes me think that, deep down, you trust yourself.

That's good enough for me.

- I trust you more. - Nina, why do you have this?

- Micah won't come while the sun is down.

He wouldn't have locked us both in here unless-

- Unless he thought one of us wasn't coming out.

Nina, what happens if

these treatments don't go the way

your parents want them to?

- What do you mean?

- What's next?

- I don't know.

When I was younger, before all this,

if something didn't work, we would just see new doctors

and wait for some new breakthrough.

- Yeah, but this isn't like last time, is it?

Or the time before.

There are no new doctors.

There are no more breakthroughs.

Micah heard your dad talking to the doctor

about a place where they send people like you.

- What?

You really think...

You don't really think they'd just...

They're my parents. - I know.

- They've spent my whole life trying to help make me better.

And I did everything they ever asked of me.

I've gone to every clinic, every drug trial,

every holistic fucking healer.

And every time that something sucked the sickness out of me,

I let them try to fix that, too.

And you really just think...

Say it.

Say it.

- Nina.

- Say it!

- Hey.

- I can't have this be my whole life.

I can't, I don't even know who I am.

I can't die without knowing who I am.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey.

Look at me, look at me.

No one's going to die, okay?

No one's gonna die.

- God, how are you not afraid of anything?

- Jellyfish.

Heights.

Forgetting,

being forgotten,

being insignificant.

I'm afraid of a lot of things.

But not this,

and definitely not you.

- I'm sorry.

Fuck, I'm sorry.

Everything's just so fucked up right now.

- It's okay.

- I just don't,

I don't want to feel...

- What?

- Alone.

- Hey, I don't want you to feel alone either.

They're coming.

- This is a surprise.

How'd you two manage to stay off in separate corners

of the house all night? - We didn't.

- Are you bit?

You won't mind if Micah checks?

- Don't touch me.

- That's enough, son.

Check her arms.

- Nothing.

- Come here.

One more step.

Go call Doc.

I want to see if I need to buy the man a drink.

- The cord's still in my car back home.

I ripped it out like you said.

You want me to leave you out here with them?

After what they did to me? - It's not my problem

you got your ass handed by your sister.

Now go, and bring Doc back here by yourself if you have to.

Why'd you try to leave yesterday?

- It was Micah.

He went after Cassie. - I wasn't asking

about your brother.

I was asking about you.

- I don't want to be here anymore.

- We all have to do things we don't want to.

That's life.

Would you excuse us?

- It's fine.

- Maybe there's something your mother

and I could have done along the way

to set you on a better path.

But damn it, we did the best we could.

We can't be responsible for you anymore.

You understand?

- Yeah, I understand.

- For your mother's sake, I hope there was some kind

of miracle that happened overnight.

But if it didn't,

we're done with all this.

- What?

So I'll be free to leave?

- Let's see what the doctor has to say about all this.

The day we brought you home,

we were so happy.

You have my mother's eyes.

Thought you were gonna be such a good kid.

- I made a choice. - Mm-hm.

- But I don't know if it'll be enough to convince them,

so if you have the chance, you should go.

- Have a little faith in yourself.

- What'd you bring your mother here for?

- I thought she'd want to know.

- What if this doesn't go well?

Did you think of that?

- I hear there's been progress.

- See for yourself.

- I guess it's too late to ask if we have any more

of that good stuff, huh?

Now you're the one that's not looking too hot.

- It's fine.

I'm fine.

Plus, hey, you have a show to put on.

- Yeah, I do.

- Look, I don't want you all to get your hopes up.

This process can take a lifetime to make work.

A massive step forward overnight is,

it's very, very unlikely.

Good afternoon, Nina.

I heard you're feeling better.

- That's the point, isn't it?

- Yes.

Yes, it is.

- Where's your friend?

- She's not a part of this.

- Nina, a massive step overnight is just not very likely.

I hope you understand

we have to take extra precautions

because of what happened the other day.

- Do what you have to do.

- There are three tests.

The first test is the sun.

The one who stands in the light

proves that they have nothing to hide.

The second test involves water,

blessed by the servants of the light.

A pure source of life that exposes

the impurities from within.

For the final test, I'll need some help.

Micah. - You want me

to let him slice me?

Can't you do it yourself?

- An old man's blood isn't quite as tempting, so I'm told.

- Ow!

- I can't watch this, I'm sorry.

- Final test is to prove a total control of your own urges.

A reconfiguration of your very nature

using the power of your own will.

Nina, step forward.

Again.

Again.

I'm very proud of you. - Micah!

Go check on your mother.

- Maybe hiring you was the right move after all.

- No!

No!

No!

- What did you do?

- I was afraid of that.

- What the fuck was that?

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck!

- Micah, I told you to check on her,

not bring her back!

Get the gas out the back.

Now!

- Reese! - Don't do this.

We can still make progress.

- You had your fucking chance to make this right.

Now I'll burn this whole goddamn house down if I have to,

but we're not gonna continue with this shit!

- She's your daughter!

- I have no daughter.

- No!

- Cassie.

- No!

No!

No, Reese, no!

- Ang, look away.

- No, Reese, no!

- Reese. - No!

- That's the way it's gotta be, Doc.

- Hey.

- But you walked in the sun this whole time.

How did you not burn?

- Well...

You have a choice to make.

- Oh!

- Ethan.

- Cassie.

You haven't changed a bit.

- Well, I can hardly recognize you.

You were here, weren't you?

You lit the match when Jeremy died.

That's how you convinced all of them you weren't like us.

- I did what I had to do.

- Really?

But at what cost? - At what cost.

Oh, Cassie.

Yes, Jeremy's death was tragic, but it served a purpose.

I found this treatment.

- God, what happened to you?

We were family.

We looked for you for years.

We loved you.

We all loved you, but Jeremy, him most of all.

He loved you!

- Don't say that.

Aah, fuck!

- You helped others?

Give me their names.

- In my black bag, there's a book.

It's a list of names.

It's yours.

Cassie.

I helped them all.

Without me, they'd be lost.

Reese!

Oh, my God!

- You missed.

- You don't get to play the martyr.

This is just for Jeremy.

- She bit me.

She fucking bit me again! - Oh, Nina!

- You wanted to do that.

- How could you?

- How could I?

I'm sorry, did you miss the part where they tried

to kill me? - I didn't know!

I was just trying to help.

- I believe that you believe that.

But for the record, this,

this did not help me. - Nina.

- I'm ready to go.

- I think you owe me a favor now.

- Nina. - Nina.

Nina, come back! - Nina!

- Fuck you!

- No!

Fight it, fight it!

- Oh, fuck.

- Wait, couldn't you have just, like,

mind controlled them in the start?

Wait, can we mind control?

- Well, life wouldn't be much of a challenge

if we had all the cool tricks, would it?

- But I mean, we are basically immortal, right?

- Yeah.

- Please tell me that part's real.

- Yeah, somewhat.

- Come on.

- "It'll just be a couple of weeks," she said.

"I'll meet up with you in New Mexico," she said.

I knew I shouldn't have let you come all this way

all by yourself.

We have some catching up to do.

- Yeah.

Nina, this is Dawn.

She's my oldest friend in every sense of the word.

- That joke is literally never funny.

- Isn't it, though? - No, it's not.

- Yeah, we ran into some unexpected complications.

- Clearly, I can see that. - Yeah.

- It's nice to meet you. - Oh, damn, baby.

You are brand new, aren't you?

Wait, did you find her out at Ethan's old place?

- Yeah, long story.

- Damn!

Okay, well, come on.

I'm assuming you both would like out of this hellhole.

- Yeah.

I knew you'd find me. - Yeah, whatever.

- You wanna sit in the front?

Dawn doesn't bite.

Oh, go ahead.

Sit in the back.

It's a nice day. - Hey, Nina.

You look like shit, girl. - Oh.

- She means well.

Hey.

I'm sorry I didn't get you out of there sooner.

You shouldn't have had to go through any of that.

- You had to make sure you could trust me.

- No, it had to be your choice.

- I haven't had many of those.

- You do now.

Whoa!

Is this like a new rental or what?

- Oh, you have more bad jokes. - Shit.

- Just when I thought you were done, more bad jokes.

- Oh, you missed me. - I'm gonna make you wash this

by hand when we get back.

You're disgusting. - What, you're gonna focus

on the negative? - You still owe me money,

by the way. - I do not owe you money.