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FARID: 'I'm Farid Matar,

'and you're listening to season 2 of Unsettled,

'an investigative podcast that seeks to uncover

'the forgotten mysteries of Canada's past.

'Join me as I travel to the tiny coastal town

'of Briddus, Newfoundland, where, in August of 1989,

'a local family of five were found brutally slaughtered in their home,

'the gruesome nature of their deaths seemingly pointing to the Satanism

'that was spreading fear through North America in the 1980s.'

To this day, their murders remain unsolved.

HE SIGHS

PHONE RINGS

RINGING CONTINUES

JO: 'Hi. It's Jo. Leave a message.' PHONE BEEPS

Uh, hey. It's me. I just sent you the opening of our show.

So, uh, I don't know. Have a listen.

Let me know what your thoughts are,

and, uh... Is your phone dead, or are you just ignoring me?

Call me.

Joseph Chaffey?

Thanks for coming out, son.

Officer Puddester, your granddaughter Frances,

she's been a real friend.

I'm so sorry for what happened to your son Matthew and his family.

Yeah.

Would you mind if I recorded...

Yes, I do mind, and no, you may not.

I won't have these words made permanent.

Sorry. - That's OK.

Where would you like to start?

When the moratorium was put in place,

Matthew and I had run out of options.

All our money was in the boat.

He had Tanya to worry about and three kids to feed.

I was out here that night.

In the boat, pulling in what I could to sell on the side.

I wasn't the only one.

She called me, Emily did.

It was six-thirty before I noticed the... the voicemail.

She sounded so scared.

She said, "Poppy, there's a man in the house."

I can hear her little voice still.

Did you tell the police what Emily said?

Course I damn did. I...

They covered it up. They're corrupt, all of them.

Pay them off with a nickel. - They were paid off?

You should see where the Miles family lives.

Great, big, ugly, nasty thing across the road from my son's house.

- Officer Miles? - He didn't start with money,

I'll tell you that much. None of them did.

Well, who would've paid him off?

Now, I've been asking myself that question for the last 30 years.

I'm tired.

It's, uh, OK. I'll go.

Thank you, Mr Chaffey.

I do want to help.

You talk to Sandra Loughty yet?

I have.

Good. She's one of us.

FARID: 'Jo, can you call me when you get this?

'I could really...

'I don't know. It'd be nice to hear your voice.

'I got those sound files that you sent.

'I'll listen as soon as I'm back.'

CERAMIC CLATTERING, FAINT MUTTERING

FAINT MUTTERING CONTINUES

VOLUME INCREASES

JO: 'Sometimes I can hear them. I can see them.

'I think they want in. I mean, I don't know...

'I don't know. But I know they're watching me, you know?

'They want in.

'What do they want? What do they want? What do they want?

'What do they want?'

JO SOBS

SOBBING CONTINUES

SIGN BUZZES

WOMAN: 'Hello?' FARID: Hi, Hannah. This is Farid.

How are you? HANNAH: 'My shows are on.'

FARID: Can you check on Jo for me?

HANNAH: Check on Jo?

She's at Martha's, alone,

and, uh, I don't have a good feeling.

HANNAH: 'Listen. I don't want to get in the middle...

FARID: No, no, no. It's not that. It's just, uh, I'm away

and I'm worried that she's drinking again.

And I'm worried that she's not taking her meds.

HANNAH: 'I didn't know she was medicated.'

FARID: Would you please just stop by?

HANNAH: 'Fine, fine. Goodbye.'

PHONE ALARM CHIMES

ALARM CONTINUES

PHONE BEEPS

FARID: 'Hey. Uh, you haven't been responding to any of my texts.

'Look, I know you don't want to hear this,

'but I'm getting a little worried about you.

'I get this isn't the easiest time, but we got some shitty news.

'Eric went to Netflix

'and now they're making a docuseries on the Chaffeys.'

SHE GROANS

FARID: 'Fuck. Look, we've worked way too hard to lose this to them.'

SHE RETCHES 'And I just spoke to Barb,

'and we're bumping up our release as early as next week.

'This is bad, Jo. So, please check your e-mail, OK?

'I'll be sending you recordings as I go,

'and I'll need the sound immediately.

'I know this sucks, but we can do this.

'OK? I love you. Call me back, please.'

KETTLE WHISTLES

PILLS RATTLE

FARID: 'So, describe that night.

'August 2nd, when the Chaffeys were murdered.

GRAVEDIGGER: 'See, I was working at the time as a gravedigger, right?

'Cemetery was just behind the Chaffey house

'and that night, I was on me own.

'And I remember it was real cold for August. I was working fast.'

TAPE RUSTLES 'Real squalls coming in.

'I mean, it was bad. You could feel it bad.

RUSTLING INTENSIFIES 'Smell it.

'The trees, you know, they were all just twisting about.

'It was really wild.' WOOD CREAKING

WOMAN: 'I heard something.'

MUFFLED, PULSING THUMP

'It sounded like an animal in pain.

'I figured it was one of them rabbits.

'But my heart was beating out chest.'

CORONER: 'The holes in her feet were quite large. On the kitchen table

'was a meat hook.' KNIFE CHINGS

WOMAN: 'Around 2:00 am, I heard someone outside

'approaching the house.' BOOTS CRUNCHING

CORONER: 'Cause of death was a slow bleed out

'from the substantial stab wound in his chest.'

THUD, SQUELCH

And all of his ribs had been crushed.

CRACKING

GRAVEDIGGER: '11 suicides since 1989. I found one, you know.

'Darla Ewing.'

THUDDING

'She was all blue, just...

'hanging there.'

ROPE CREAKING

JO: Shit.

SHE PLAYS BACH'S PRELUDE NO 1 IN C MAJOR

PHONE RINGS, SHE STOPS PLAYING

RINGING CONTINUES

Hello?

HANNAH: 'Oh, good. You picked up. Your mother never picked up.'

Aunt Hannah?

- 'I hear you've decided to sell.' - That's the plan.

'Well, they may have left your mother the house,

'but some of those antiques belong to the rest of us.'

- OK. - 'And I know we're family,

'but I'm really hoping we won't have to get lawyers involved.'

You won't. I don't want anything. Promise.

HANNAH: 'Yeah. The painting of the young lady by the lake?

'You know the one. She's wearing a pink dress

'and holding a basket filled with fruit. An assortment of fruit.

'Well, it's mine.' - Great.

'Oh, Jo. Do you have any idea how painful this has been for us?

'To be kept out of our childhood home

'while your mother just squatted there?'

- Mmm. - 'She chased me.

'Did I ever tell you that? Her sister.

'All the way down the driveway, screaming like a mad woman,

'I was terrified.

'Yeah. The rocking chair in Dad's room.

'Well, it was in Dad's room. Your mother probably moved it.

'And the floral tea set...' - Aunt Hannah?

I found some old pictures.

They're... I don't know, Grandma's generation.

But who's this little dark-haired girl?

HANNAH: 'Who?'

JO: I don't know.

It's definitely not Grandma. I don't recognise her.

HANNAH: 'I don't know who you're talking about.'

JO: You've never seen these photos?

HANNAH: 'Jo, I have no idea. Probably a neighbour.'

JO: I don't think so.

HANNAH: 'The painting of the lady by the lake.

The tea set. The rocking chair.

You can have whatever you want.

Just write a list and I'll put it on the porch.

'No offence, but that's exactly what your schizo mother said.

'She said she was selling

'and promised we could have what's ours, but she never left.'

- Aunt Hannah... - 'Neither will you.'

What did you say?

HANNAH: 'I said she never made good on her promises.

'What's the matter with you? You sound jumpy.'

I'm fine.

HANNAH: 'Now, just take care of yourself, OK?'

I have to go.

HANNAH: 'The painting of the lady. The tea set. The rocking chair.'

PHONE SLAMS DOWN

WIND RATTLING

PHONE RINGS

MAN ON VOICEMAIL: 'Hey there. You've reached Eric Murphy

'at Total Horror Films. You know what to do.'

PHONE BEEPS FARID: 'Hey, Eric. Fuck you!'

DOG BARKS

Sandra?

HE KNOCKS

BARKING CONTINUES

PHONE RINGING

JO: 'Hi, it's Jo. Leave a message.' PHONE BEEPS

Jo, can you please call me back? I've been calling you all day.

Please, please call me.

Nice car. This a rental?

Get off.

Or what?

METALLIC CLICK

Whoa! What the fuck are you do...

DOOR SLAMS SHUT

MARTHA, ON TAPE: 'I'm so tired.

'So old.

'My face is rotting.' WATER DRIPPING

'I saw my skin drip like wax.

'Then it crumbled off into my hands.

'Pieces.

'Down into the sink. Down into the drain.

'Down... to where?

'I don't recognise myself any more.

'Who am I now?'

WIND RATTLING

SCRAPING

SCRAPING

SCRAPING CONTINUES

STAIRS CREAK

LOUD SCRAPE

DOOR CREAKS

LOUD SCRAPE, SHE GASPS

SHE KNOCKS

SHE KNOCKS

SHE GASPS

CLANKING

Oh, my God.

THUD

HE GROANS

PHONE RINGS

PHONE: 'Hi. It's Jo. Leave a mess...'

Well, you look like shit.

We got to get Uber out here.

Sorry. I didn't know who to call.

It's fine.

Man, they really dusted you up good, didn't they?

Do you know who they were?

I got a pretty good idea.

How old were they?

- They were 16. - Ugh.

RADIO: 'This is Hynes. Just arrived at Briddus pier.

'I'll let you know what I find.'

So, I met with your granddad yesterday.

Thanks for setting that up.

Yeah. I'm happy to help.

FARID: He said that the cops in this town are corrupt.

Are you talking about me?

Are you in with Miles?

BRAKES SQUEALING

Now, I'm gonna say this slowly so I don't hit you,

but I'd really like to hit you right now.

Everything I said to you in that bar was the truth.

I would never lie about that.

We live with this every single day.

I actually became a cop because of what they're doing to my town.

In fact, even having you in my car right now

is putting me in danger, so you better fucking duck

if I tell you to, all right?

HYNES: 'Hey, guys? I need some assistance down at the pier.

'I'm about, uh, 20 metres left from the beach access,

'and there's a... Oh, shit.'

MILES: 'Hynes?' HYNES: 'Ah, shit!'

MILES: 'Hynes, what are we looking at?'

HYNES: 'It's a body. Washed up.

'Looks pretty dead.'

MILES: 'You get an ID?

'Hynes?'

HYNES: 'It's... It's Sandra Loughty.'

Go home, Fred.

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CHILD: I love you, Mommy.