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Previously on Day of the Dead.

This was supposed to be
the happiest day of my life!

Dad!

Dad, are you okay?

You want me to find pain meds?

Or do you want to trick Jai into
writing a prescription again?

They can be saved.

Get it off me!

You saved us.

Trey was... the love of my life.

He was...

He, um... he was... he was...

Trey Bowman gave his life
to save the rest of us.

He was a husband and a father,

but to us he's a hero.

And his suffering is over.

He's in a better place now.

You know what?

Actually, I don't know where he is.

I mean, I used to think that
when you die, that's it.

But after today I don't
know what to think.

A lot of people who were
supposedly in a better place

are walking around trying to kill us.

And Trey died trying
to stop one of them.

We owe it to him to survive this.

We owe it to everyone that we've lost.

That's how we honor them.

By staying alive.

What're you doing?

We have to, Luke.

We can't take any chances.

What're you talking about?

He hasn't come back. He's dead.

Everyone who's come back has been dead.

It sucks, but do you think
he would want to come back

as one of those things?

We don't even know how this works yet.

We have no idea what's going on.

You can't just torch my dad!

- It's them or us, son.
- I'm not your son.

I'm his son.

Mom.

- Luke.
- Don't talk to me.

Oh, hey.

Uh... just gotta deal with
this bag of Mindy here, so...

My deepest condolences on your loss.

Alright.

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Head shots don't do shit.

You gotta make 'em crawl, like this.

That had to be about half a mile.

Goddamn, I'm good! Whoo!

Hey.

I'm not sure what your
dad used to drink,

but my dad seemed to like these.

I think they're good.

And that is why you don't
knock the cargo shorts.

Remember that time your dad
took us to Hershey Park?

We made him ride the Sidewinder
with us like six times?

Couldn't stop puking.

I remember we'd be in line
and he'd just be like...

Last time I saw him,
I told him he was pathetic.

So what? We're teenagers.

People expect us to say
dumb shit we don't mean.

Yeah, I meant it.

When my mom got sick,

I spent months telling her
about how much I loved her,

how great I thought she was, all that.

And when she died,
all I could think about

was all the horrible shit I had
said to her before she got sick.

Man, why do you always
do shit like that?

- What?
- Somehow, once again,

my life is about making you feel better.

Look, I was just trying to say,
whatever you said to your dad,

he knew you loved him.

How?

You had months to say
goodbye to your mom.

I didn't get a chance.

Yeah, well, at least I'm here!

Where were you when my mom died?

- Paula, there you are.
- Nope.

You were right, I see that now.

Paula, you don't understand.

I should have listened to
you from the beginning.

Then maybe Trey wouldn't have died...

Hey! Shut up!

You hear me?

Okay, I'm sorry.

I just wanted you to
know I'm on your side.

You've got nothing to worry
about from me, I swear.

I will never tell anyone about Luke.

Go to the front.

See if they need help
boarding up the windows.

Shit.

Jesus, Herb.

What are you doing? Get outta here!

- I'm gonna get Jai.
- No!

No.

Somebody needs to stitch that up,

and it sure as hell isn't you.

Not Jai.

I don't want him to see me like this.

You're one stubborn son
of a bitch, you know that?

Give it to me.

Here.

I didn't take it.

I mean, I took it, but I didn't take it.

Why are you such an asshole?

Why do you blame everybody
for all your problems?

I needed help.

And you sent me to jail.

Because of me you got clean.

You got a job.

What would have happened
if you went to rehab?

Hmm?

You'd have been out after 60 days

and you'd be back tricking
some other pathetic doctor

into filling your script.

Whoa, easy. That stuff hits hard.

Yeah.

Whew.

You wanted help.

I give it to you.

Fuck you.

What the hell is happening?

- What are you doing here?
- We need to talk.

I have actual patients to treat.

No, you don't.

Everyone's stable. I already checked.

You can't keep avoiding me.

I'm afraid of what I wanna say.

Just say it.

Maybe we're not supposed to get married.

Maybe today was, I don't know,
some... some sort of sign.

Come on.

Things have been weird
between us for weeks now.

You noticed it.

And this morning I tried to talk to you

about delaying the wedding
for my parents

and you shut me down.

My mom and my dad weren't
going to be at my own wedding.

I... I just... I panicked, okay?

I just... I feel like you've
been pulling away from me,

and if we could just get married

and get the wedding behind us,
everything would be okay.

I just...

Maybe I was.

But Christ, Amy, ever
since we started dating,

your dad's taken every
opportunity to remind me

that I'm not the guy he
would have chosen for you.

- That's not true.
- Yeah, it is.

He wanted you to be with Shawn.

He said it at our wedding.

I just wanted...

I just wanted you just
one time to be on my side.

Even now you can't do it.

You're right. I just... just tell
me what to do and I'll do it.

No, I'm not gonna do that.
I'm not your dad.

You have to figure out what you want.

If I wanted to marry Shawn,
I would have married Shawn.

I want you. I want to marry you.

Are you sure?

Because I spend too much
time with each patient,

and I don't... I don't care
about the bottom line.

There's a pretty good chance
that some other drug addict

might trick me into writing them
a prescription for opioids...

When we get through this,

the first thing we're doing
is getting married.

Holy fuck!

Asshole! You weren't
supposed to let me do that.

What the hell are you doing?

Were you just yelling at your hand?

What? No.

I was drinking that,
but it's cool, I guess.

What's going on?

I don't know.

I'm just testing something, I guess.

Okay.

Well, if you're going crazy,

I want to let you know you can tell me.

Depression is a mental illness
just like anything else.

If you're having thoughts of self-harm,
I want you to let me know

- before anything happens.
- Okay, cool it on the PSA, alright?

I'm good.

But thanks.

That was really nice, what
you said at Trey's, um...

whatever that was.

Yeah, I didn't think
my first solo funeral

would be at a dumpster.

How's Luke holding up?

I don't know. Not good.

Can I ask you something?

Do I make other people's shit about me?

Oh, yeah. It's super annoying.

I'm joking.

What's going on?

All I want is for Luke to know
that I'm there for him.

That he can be real with me.

But every time I try to talk to him,

I just end up pissing him off.

Hey, you don't have to prove

that you understand how he's feeling.

Just listen.

Sometimes being there for someone

means just being there.

Like I am for you.

There's, uh, soda
dripping down my shirt.

I know. You're welcome.

I hate you!

I hate you back.

You always say that.

Get your tongue out of that boy's mouth.

He's your brother.

But he does got a good ass on him.

You picked the wrong house
to break into, motherfuck...

Sarah.

Hey, Grandnana. The door was open.

Hey, Logan!

Logan, where the hell are you?

Shut the hell up!

Doctor Frankenstein isn't
around to save your ass.

Looks like I'm running
the monkey farm, now.

Guess it's just you and me, bub.

_

That was some dramatic entrance.

- Yeah, sorry about that.
- No. It was a real treat.

I haven't heard from you in three years,

and you break into my house
and pass out on my floor.

- Granny, I...
- I'm just messing with you.

What's the point of being a grandmother

if I can't guilt trip
you once in a while?

You hungry?

I can't believe you're
working for that company.

You know, the chemicals they use

leech into the water
table, that's a fact.

Jerry Norwood down the road,

he was smoking while brushing his teeth

and his tap water caught on fire.

Why was he smoking
while brushing his teeth?

You're missing my point.

Big tobacco isn't the problem.

You know, if you'd kept your mouth shut,

you'd still be in the army.

You wouldn't be back here again

working for scumbags like Cleargenix.

Yeah, well, you taught
me right from wrong.

I should have taught you
that no one likes a narc.

Your life would have been a lot easier.

I didn't come here to
talk about the army.

Where the hell did you get that?

Oh, come on.

They're only about half a mile out.

They ain't moving fast,
but there's a lot of them.

You take whatever and whoever you need.

Buy us as much time as you can.

Alright.

Dammit!

Doctor Fisher, what is going on?

I'll tell you what's going on.

We got looters.

I knew this would happen.

- It's toy jewelry, Bobby.
- Doesn't mean it's free.

It says it right there on
the machine, 25 cents.

You want a quarter? Here.

Have a quarter!

Not me, numb nuts.

- I'm not the owner of the machine.
- Okay, just sh...

shut up about the quarter.

Jai, what is this about?

Amy and I were supposed
to get married today

and then all this happened

and we lost the rings
and everything else.

I know it's not the same
as a wedding, but...

we love each other,
and, well, I figured, uh,

I don't know if we're gonna
live to see tomorrow,

but I do know if I die,

I wanna die as her husband.

Goddamn, that's some
romantic shit right there.

I know, I'm sorry, there...

there are bigger things
to worry about right now.

Hit me on the walkie as
soon as those things arrive.

Yep.

You come with me.

You got Trent's phone.

You know what to do.

Hey, Trent, man. It's me, it's Luke.

Um, I'm just calling
to see if you're okay.

Uh, everybody's here at
the... at the Paymart, man.

The whole town's here.
You gotta get here.

Why'd you run away, man?

Um...

I'm just calling to
see if you're still...

if you're good.

I just can't handle any
more people dying.

My dad, uh...

Uh...

Yeah, anyway, just give
me a call or a text

if you're, uh... if you're okay.

Just let me know. Thanks, man. Bye.

You're lucky to be alive. You know that?

What was that thing? What did we find?

Something you should have left buried.

Grandnana, whatever you
know, I need you to tell me.

I was just a kid, maybe six or seven,

when my great-grandmother
told me a story

that her great-grandmother had told her.

An old story from when the
whites first came to our land.

They built their little settlement
not far from here

and for a short time our people
traded with their people.

You know, all that happy bullshit

they teach you in their schools.

Then the Europeans started
dying, one after another.

Ripped apart as if devoured
by an animal.

But it wasn't an animal.

It was this thing.

The white folks, the
ones that were left,

told of a man, one of their own,

who had died shortly after
arriving in this new world.

He was given a Christian burial.

All the good that did.

The settlers, they begged
help from our people.

The Lenape knew

that once the monsters had
feasted upon the Europeans,

they would come for us.

Their evil was our evil.

We helped them?

We had no choice.

Together, the settlers and the
Lenape were able to destroy

all of the living dead,
but it wasn't easy.

You cut them in two,
both halves kept coming.

They had to be destroyed.

They stopped them all, except one.

The first one.

Cooper, they called him.

They didn't know what to do with him.

He was the source, you see.

He started it all.

He wasn't like the others.

Whatever was in him could be passed on.

The whites claimed he was chosen.

Marked. Cursed.

They were a pretty uptight bunch,

you know, Jesus and Satan and all that.

They were afraid to destroy him.

They thought it would
only spread the curse.

So our ancestors decided to help.

They placed this over
his face as a warning

and sealed him in a
cave north of the river.

And that's where he's been ever since.

Why didn't you ever tell me about this?

I didn't believe all that crap.

I thought it was just a story
told to us native kids

to let us know that white
people were stupid

and it was our job to keep
them from killing us all.

Obviously, it wasn't.

You said they couldn't
destroy the first one?

Wouldn't.

But McDermott did.

He lit it up like a bonfire.

He died doing it.

Maybe it's done.

It's over.

Maybe.

Shut up! Shut your fucking hole!

Jesus.

You really are a monster.

I told that bitch doctor

she shouldn't be messing
around with this.

Things like you shouldn't exist.

Try all you want, asshole!

My men helped build that cage.

You ain't getting out of there.

Uh... uh...

Oh, shit.

Yeah... hey... just messing around, man.

Huh?

Why don't you give me the gun, okay?

Just hand it over.

Careful.

Careful, now.

Um, yeah.

Easy.

You don't wanna hurt anyone.

Holy fuck! Fuck!!!

I can't help thinking...

if I hadn't called the cops, that
thing would still be in the hole

and none of this would have happened.

You did what you did.
There's no sense fixating on it.

When am I gonna learn to
just keep my head down

and look the other way?

Your life would be a
hell of a lot easier.

You know, I... I never would
have been discharged,

I wouldn't have been on
the crew to begin with.

Sarah, you wanna know why most
people don't do the right thing?

Because it would cost them something.

Bad people don't wanna be
called out for doing bad shit.

Why does it always have to be me?

It doesn't.

Just find yourself a new job
and keep your mouth shut.

Forget what happened
out at that drill site.

It's someone else's problem.

But McDermott died stopping that thing.

Don't I owe it to him to tell somebody

what Cleargenix is doing out there?

Girl, this town's got a
300-year-old history

of not giving a shit about us.

You don't owe anything to anyone.

Go ahead, throw it in the fire.

Forget all this ever happened.

Tomorrow you can borrow my car
and get away from this place.

Find yourself a new life.

I'm going to bed.

Love you, kiddo.

Hey, anyone! We got a situation here!

You two, grab your guns,
you're coming with me.

Logan's little toy just
escaped from its cage.

Give me that. Grab your own.

Let's go monster hunting.

Go, go, go!

Ugh.

Dang.

There he is!

Where is he?

Oh, man, this isn't good.

You... you need to find him,
okay, because he's after me!

Just... just go!

Oh, shit.

Come on.

Oh, shit.

Are you sure about this?

I've never been more sure
of anything in my life.

Is there really enough time for this?

Love is what makes life worth living.

Stop.

Forget I asked.

I know this isn't the
day you envisioned.

Trey and I were married for 23 years.

Sorry.

And if there is one thing that
I've learned about marriage,

it's that things will never turn
out the way you think they will.

So, in some ways, this is
actually the perfect day

for you to start your journey together.

When this day began, you
were two separate people

living two separate lives.

This morning you had no
idea what today would bring.

Life is like that.

We have no control over
what comes with each dawn.

Every sunrise brings
with it a new mystery.

We lie to ourselves,

thinking we know how it'll all turn out.

But things change.

Fate intervenes.

But what you two have
chosen to do today...

... means you will never have to go
through those things alone again.

That's marriage.

It is making a commitment to
face the challenges of each day

head on together.

What the hell?

No matter what surprises
today throws at you...

Hey, Dad, I'm leaving!

For work!

... at least you know...
you're not alone.

Now, you go and you love
each other as hard as you can

for as long as you can.

You don't let anything come between you.

Do you think you can do that?

Yeah.

I do.

I do, too.

Then by the power vested in me
by the State of Pennsylvania,

I now pronounce you, husband and wife.

Thank you.

Congratulations.

Are you kidding me?

Luke?

Yeah, what a load of horse shit.

Love as hard as you can?

You are such a hypocrite.
Your marriage was a joke!

- You keep your voice down.
- Why? Why?

Are you afraid everybody in this
town is gonna finally realize

how full of shit you are?

- I loved your father!
- What? How?

By cutting him down literally
every time he opened his mouth?

You know, I'm glad he
was screwing Nicole.

God, at least she frickin' liked him.

What are you talking about?

Oh, my God, you didn't
even know, did you?

No. No, of course you didn't know.

God, you're so worried

about what everybody in this
damn town thinks about you,

you don't even know what's going on

in your own fucking family!

That is not true!

Dad died trying to prove to
you that he was good enough.

And he wasn't, was he?

- No one is. Not him, not me...
- Look, that is enough!

I can't even breathe around you
without feeling like a failure.

I wish for just one second
I wasn't letting you down.

Like I could actually be
who I am around you!

Fine! Luke, who are you?

Who is it that I'm not letting you be?

Gay, Mom!

I'm gay.

And the one parent I actually
wanted to tell is dead

in a dumpster.

And I'm stuck here

with this raving bitch he
was trying to impress.

Luke, I'm... I'm sorry.

Yeah.

What the hell was that?

Mayor Bowman, Captain Pike, anybody!

They're here.

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