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DOOR CREAKING OPEN

JO: Oh, God, what's that smell?

DOOR CLOSING FARID: Let me find the lights.

EXHALING SHARPLY

- Wow. - It's cute, no?

It's quaint.

Just for us.

I think I need a shower.

I'm guessing that's not an invitation?

DOOR CLOSING

MAN WHOOPING

MAN AND WOMAN CHATTERING AND LAUGHING

CHATTERING AND LAUGHING

WOMAN: OK, ready?

MAN AND WOMAN CHATTERING AND LAUGHING

PHONE CHIMING

FARID: Dr Murray said your hearing is fine!

It's not the same.

I've lost my touch.

FARID: Hey, no salt.

How am I supposed to work?

FARID: We're not here to work.

SIGHING

Look, just give it some time, OK?

You'll adjust to the medication.

And if I don't?

FARID: You will.

Are you happy being my nurse?

I love taking care of you.

What if this is as good as I get?

For the rest of our lives.

I was thinking of going into town today, huh?

We could, uh... check out a few shops,

get some fresh salmon, throw it on that nasty barbecue

and hope for the best.

JO: I'm still pretty tired.

PHONE VIBRATING

Wow, they've been really persistent.

You must have won a cruise.

HE CHUCKLES

Come on. Come with me.

FARID (On radio:) 'And while the spectre of Satanism

'and wandering psychopaths makes for a better ghost story,

'the tragedy of a man with no way out

'but to kill himself and his entire family

'is perhaps the more difficult reality

'for those left behind to accept.'

And our youth ministry is gearing up

for their Breakfast at Midnight function next month.

So, if, um... DOOR OPENING

..anyone here

wants to donate their baking talents -

cough-cough, Mrs Cornish...

CONGREGANTS LAUGHING

..they will gladly take all the help they can get. Uh...

We have a very...

special guest with us today.

I would like you all to welcome back...

Mrs Danvers.

You will all, no doubt, recall

that Rena's 26-year-old daughter, Beth,

went missing from the island six months ago today.

Rena and I would like to thank you

for your efforts in searching for Beth

over these past several months.

And we continue to pray

that the Danvers family will soon know peace.

STEAM HISSING

HISSING

HISSING INTENSIFYING

STEAM HISSING

KNOCKING

WOMAN: Did I spook you?

JO: Uh...

I'm from next door.

I thought I'd come by and say hi.

So, hi.

Christina.

Uh, Jo.

I caught you staring.

Oh, God, sorry...

No, no, it's fine.

I've seen you too.

So, how are you liking the cottage?

Ah...

It's a bit too fancy.

Is it? Yeah.

It was a last-minute trip. It's all we could find.

You too, huh?

CHUCKLING Well, we built it.

- Wow. - Mm-hmm. Do you want a tour?

Really?

Jesus, yes. The amount of money we spent on that thing?

Please come see it.

But just so you know, we are surviving on compliments,

so if it fails your expectations, just lie.

- OK. - Oh, and you can meet Neil.

He also needs constant affirmation,

so... good luck.

SHE CHUCKLES Coming?

- OK. - OK, come on.

PASTOR: Thanks for coming. Yeah.

All right. See you next week.

Farid Matar.

Wasn't... expecting you.

FARID: Daniel McPherson.

It's Daniel Cape now.

So, originally, it was only four bedrooms,

but then, Neil insisted on a fifth, for whatever reason.

It was... PHONE RINGING

Oh, no. Um...

It's work.

Why don't you just go ahead and poke around?

Uh... OK.

Yeah. All our dirty little secrets are tucked away,

don't worry. It's fine.

Go.

Alessandra? Hi.

OK, OK... SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY

WATER RUNNING

Hi.

Our new neighbour.

- Jo. - Neil.

Christina's outside. She said I could look around.

Huh. What do you think?

It's amazing.

Smoothie?

Uh...

How long are you staying here for?

The summer, I think.

I'm not sure. My boyfriend rented the place.

To kept lovers.

Did you notice his haircut?

Jo's been watching us.

And he hates when I don't notice his haircuts.

Look at me.

Oh...

OK.

I love your new haircut.

NEIL MOANING, CHRISTINA GIGGLING

See?

Constant affirmation.

How did you find me?

You left an easy trail.

Don't sell yourself short, Farid, you're talented.

I'm... I'm a fan.

Off the record.

Why did you do it?

I'm not wearing a wire. You can check me if you want.

I understand your anger and your revulsion toward me.

Please believe me when I say

that those poor people did not deserve...

what happened to them.

My once family - the Firm, as they call themselves -

are incredibly powerful,

and they'll do anything to protect their money.

But they have cast me out, long ago.

I'm as good as dead to them and that's...

that's how I prefer it.

As you can see, that life is behind me now.

I have a family of my own and a community that relies on me.

It's been over 30 years.

I understand how you feel, but if you'll allow me to tell you...

FARID: Tell me what?

What? That you found God?

That you're helping more people every Sunday

from behind your little pulpit

than you ever could from behind bars?

Those are actually the broad strokes, yes.

Why don't you tell it to the police instead?

Would you hear me out first? I believe I might...

I just might change your mind.

Do you think you're innocent?

I believe I should be free.

- You murdered children. - I understand...

Do you understand how Rosanne Knockwood's mother

lives on without her daughter?

Do you understand Joseph Chaffey's grief?

If somebody murdered your wife and your two daughters tonight,

would he deserve to live free?

If you're the good man you say you are,

you'll turn yourself in.

The hands you hold that Bible with

are the same hands that butchered that family.

If you would just hear me out...

Why? I'm not the police.

I don't get to decide your punishment and neither do you.

And I don't have the evidence to put you away myself.

All I can do is urge you to do what's right.

What about my family?

I am no good to anyone in prison.

- You're a murderer. - Yes, I was.

And I have lived with that every day for 34 years.

But I am a changed man and I will convince you of that.

- You can't. - I must.

I am a good man, Mr Matar.

I serve God. I do good work.

I have changed,

and I need you to believe that.

When I listen...

..to your podcast,

when I heard Joseph Chaffey,

Sandra Loughty, Maggie Knockwood...

..I came apart.

Daniel McPherson...

deserves to die for what he did,

but I know in my soul...

..I am no longer that man.

I will never not carry the sins of Daniel McPherson.

But if I can convince you -

a man who will not be convinced that I should be free -

then, maybe I, Daniel Cape,

can live out the rest of my days as a husband and a father,

and use that freedom to do...

..just a little more good in this world.

Can you not set aside your anger and...

..be truly open to what I have to say?

And if you can't convince me?

Then, I will confess.

Here, it's my Ashwaganda-Verbena blend.

JO: Thank you.

I bet you're dying to know how I got it.

- I'm sorry. - It's OK.

It's OK.

It's what brought me here.

What happened?

Well, um...

..four years ago, my boyfriend and I were camping in Banff,

and in the middle of the night,

I woke up and Camilo was gone.

So, I went out to look for him and...

..that's when I saw it...

the bear.

It clawed me.

There was so much blood.

I went for the tent, for the bear spray,

and it grabbed me and was pulling me out,

and that's when I heard Camilo yell,

it went for him.

Camilo's face was hanging off.

Then, the bear started eating him alive.

I just... I ran.

Fuck.

I was the lucky one.

But I couldn't move on,

and the scar kept reinfecting itself.

I wished the bear had torn me to pieces, too.

And I realised that, if I wanted to live...

..like live,

that I needed to do it on my own.

What the doctors could offer were just Band-Aids,

just pills that make living lifeless.

How long have you been medicated?

It's like you're split, right?

Like one part of you is just...

going through the motions,

and then the other part is hovering just overhead.

And the worst part is, things that once brought you joy,

they don't feel like anything anymore.

You... lose pieces of yourself.

Six months.

I don't know, I thought it'd get easier.

Like once I got used to it...

..it wouldn't be so bad.

It doesn't get better, Jo.

But...

what if we could choose to accept

instead of reject?

To choose, you know, curiosity over shame?

What if you made the decision

of what to do with your life?

Here.

JO: What's this?

JO SNIFFLING

It's where the path back to yourself begins.

PHONE VIBRATING

Aunt Hannah.

'Jo, how's the vacation?'

Well, beats the loony bin.

How's my mother's house? You settling in OK?

'Listen, I didn't call for a fight.'

- Oh, no? - 'A box arrived from Montreal.

'Some long-term care facility out there called West Haven.

'Listen, Jo, I'm... not really sure how to tell you this.

'Last week, one of their patients died

'and they forwarded her belongings to the house.

'Her name was... Rose Quarry.

'She was 89 years old.

'I called the place immediately

'and asked for whatever info they could give me,

'and let me tell you, it wasn't much.

'All I know is she was admitted in 1950 by her family,

'our family.

'A trust was set up to pay for her care indefinitely.

'After that, no-one visited her, not once in 70 years.

'You were right, Jo. You and Martha were right.

'I'm so sorry.'

Send me it.

'What?'

The box, overnight it. I'll send you the address.

'OK.'

What about the room?

'There is no room, Jo.'

JO RETCHING

COUGHING

JO RETCHING, COUGHING

TOILET FLUSHING

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I love you, Mommy.