All language subtitles for Yellowjackets 2x05 - Two Truths and a Lie (English)

Previously on Yellowjackets...

Is this where the purple people are?

Supposed to be.

Do you know where their place is?

Off Route 19 somewhere.

- Okay.
- Cops know about the affair.

How would they know?

My mom's cheating on my
dad. It's a whole thing.

Ms. Sadecki was cheating on her husband.

The daughter just confirmed.

On the night Travis died, he called me.

He'd written you that note.

I didn't kill him, Nat.

I was trying to save him.

Every time that you try to save someone,

a lot of bad shit happens.

I'm gonna put a stop to
your fucking bullshit.

I don't know how yet,
but I'm gonna stop it.

You're gonna be a great mom,

and you have all of us to help,
and it's gonna be a beautiful thing.

Taissa, you are very sick.

Remember when I told you
about my, uh, problem?

- It's getting worse.
- Where you headed?

Um, going west?

Want a ride?

? 25 years and my life is still ?

? Trying to get up that
great big hill of hope ?

? For a destination ?

? I realized quickly
when I knew I should ?

? That the world was made up
of this brotherhood of man ?

? For whatever that means ?

? And so I cry sometimes
when I'm lying in bed ?

? Just to get it all
out, what's in my head ?

? And I, I am feeling... ?

Oh, hey, guys.

Welcome.

Logan's right. This place is sick.

? And I step outside and
I take a deep breath... ?

These boxy things are all movies?

Uh, yeah, yeah. Yeah, the
boxy things are VHS tapes,

and they go into a VCR machine,

which we rent also.

? Hey-ey-ey-ey... ?

Okay.

Party Girl is my new favorite movie.

Parker Posey is my new dream woman.

I would marry her today.

Oh, well, get in line.

Oh, I have something for you, actually.

Landmark queer girl cinema.

The Watermelon Woman.

It's so good. Cheryl Dunye.

You got to let me know what you think.

- Oh, thank you.
- Okay.

Tai?

Hey, Van.

Good morning.

Is it?

The hungry one kicking
your bladder again?

I just don't know how
much more I can take.

I know it sucks.

At least it's almost over.

Tai?

- They're about to start.
- I'll be right out.

- Don't.
- Seriously?

- Tai, you, too?
- It's mostly just Lottie's woo-woo bullshit,

listening to the trees.

But Van's convinced
I stopped sleepwalking

because I started going, and
it's making her very happy,

as you can see.

Happy wife, happy life.

Take a breath.

What do we feel?

The cold.

It makes my cheeks burn.

But it also makes me feel...

... awake.

Like, really awake.

It makes me feel...

alive.

Good.

Now, what do we hear?

The wind.

I can hear it in the pines.

It's... peaceful.

It sounds like a whisper.

It sounds like...

Singing.

Good.

We're tuning in to nature.

Into each other.

That connection is
what's gonna protect us,

and we need to nurture
it. Especially now.

A new life is coming,

and we can't wait to meet him.

We can't wait to meet him.

Okay, um...

Hold hands.

We'll try what we did yesterday.

Try to tune into each other's breath,

and then go past it.

See what you can hear past that.

?

Ooh, not looking good there, champ.

Ooh.

Oh, oh.

Okay.

Nobody fucks with the "Jay-sus."

It's a little much. It's a little much.

Are you, are you, are you Jesus?

It's from the movie.

How about we make a bet this time?

If I get a strike,

then you have to kiss me.

Okay, Gutterballs.

You know what?

You're on.

No pressure.

Strike.

Holy shit.

Did you just hustle me?

I sexually hustled you.

A girl can't wait forever, you know.

Thought that we agreed we
were gonna take things slow.

I mean, we're both going
through some heavy shit at home,

- and you just got out of a relationship.
- Right.

I just think that I
thought this was something

that it obviously isn't,

so maybe I should just go.

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

Look, uh...

It's not like I don't want to, you know,

take the next step, 'cause I do.

Pretty fucking bad.

It's just...

I like you, Callie.

I really like you, and
this is about the time

where I start to screw things up

because I'm going too fast.

I just want to do this right.

You know?

Okay, yeah.

Okay?

I really like you, too.

Asshole.

Fuck yeah.

- I'm calling that a win.
- Okay.

All right, I got to take a leak.

No cheating while I'm gone.

My shift's over, so
I've closed you out here.

If you want anything
else, the bar's open.

Great, thanks.

_

_

I can't believe he won't
tell us where he's been.

He could have found another cabin.

Or other people even.

Well, then he would
have been rescued. Duh.

Maybe he did die,

and that's his ghost.

Hey, Javi, just nod
if you found shelter.

Seriously, you owe us after
stealing our bear meat.

Hey, Trav?

Yeah, maybe you could help here.

He'll talk when he's ready.

Hey, Javi, where'd you find that... ?

I was gonna go to the stream
and check the gill net.

You want to come?

I'm good.

I wish I could give you more, Nugget.

What?

Oh.

I was just talking to myself.

Okay...

Okay.

Okay, okay, your turn.

Um, which three famous people would
you have at your slumber party?

Uh, let me think, uh...

- Plato.
- Duh.

Uh, Eric Nies just 'cause I'd
want him to teach me how to dance.

The Grind. Obsessed. And?

- I... no, I can't. I can't.
- Oh, come on. I pinky swear I won't tell.

Okay.

Jack Kevorkian just because

I feel like what he does is so brave.

We had to put down our
beagle Whimsy last year.

It's like, why should humans
have to suffer more than beagles?

Also, young Kevorkian was kind of hot.

I know, right?

What are you two dorks
dorking out about?

- Uh...
- Actually, don't answer that, just

pick your chore.

Again?

It's okay.

- I'll help you carry the bucket.
- Really?

- Mm-hmm.
- Thanks, bestie.

Okay.

You all right?

Yeah, sorry.

I was just thinking that maybe

you're right about taking things slow.

Things are getting really bad at home,

and my head is, like, all fucked-up.

Yeah, is it stuff with your mom?

You know, the affair?

Look, you can talk to me if...

if it helps.

I actually found out
who she's been fucking.

Whoa.

Yeah? Who is it?

My dad's best friend Randy.

Like, how fucked-up is that?

Yeah.

So... what'll it be today?

A little Les Mis? Phantom?

I need to concentrate, and, um,

and so do you.

Yep.

I haven't seen anything
purple or cult-related yet.

Hey, how about we play
a game until we do?

That's the opposite of concentrating.

I can multitask.

Two truths and a lie?

It could be a good way for us
to get to know each other better.

All righty, uh, I'll go first.

I once owned a small business

where we sold artisanal
small-batch goat cheese,

and by "we," I mean myself
and a goat named Billy.

Two: There's a nonzero chance

that Barry Manilow is
my biological father.

And three: I have $175,000
worth of stock in Taco Bell,

and I have never been to a single one.

The beans upset my stomach.

I can tell you're thinking hard.

I'm not.

Okay.

All right, I guess you'll
just never know then.

Barry Manilow.

Nope.

Well, then it's the goat Billy.

Male goats do not make cheese.

Billy is a girl.

Ah-ah-ah, they're all true.

I-I don't think that you understand

the rules of your own game.

There's only ever one rule: Win.

And now you know a little
bit more about me, so...

win.

So, since I gave you
three truths and no lies,

it only seems fair that
you do the same for me?

Fine.

I do not like monkeys,

I think we're asking the wrong questions

about the moon landing, and...

Wait, wait, wait. Turn around!

- Oh, my God, turn around!
- Huh?

Just do it, just do it.

I think we found her.

Oh, shit.

... standing here.

I've had the privilege of watching

this relationship blossom
from the very beginning

and I'm excited to see them start

this new chapter of
their lives together.

To the happy couple,

who've managed to
embark on this journey...

- Who's that?
- Oh, Jesus.

Tai.

Uh...

I have no idea, I'm just
digitizing their tapes.

So, um...

... you gonna tell me why you're here,

or are we just gonna pretend
this isn't super weird?

You haven't changed.

What are you doing here, Tai?

It's been...

a long time.

A really fucking long time.

It's happening again, isn't it?

The sleepwalking?

I got you something.

Holy shit.

I can't believe they still make these.

Yeah, you remember when we
swapped that fancy guest book pen

for one of those at Shauna's wedding?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Mrs. Taylor almost had a stroke.

"I can see her bosoms."

Oh, my God.

So...

... how bad is it?

Hey.

Do you want a sandwich?

With cinnamon raisin bread.

It was on sale.

No.

Um, remember when you
asked if I had told anyone

about all the stuff that's going on?

Promise you won't freak out.

- Sure.
- No.

I've...

... been hanging out
with this guy, and...

I just found out he's kind of a cop.

- A fucking cop?
- How old is he?

And I might have mentioned
that you had an affair,

but that was before I
knew that he was a cop.

Does he know that you're
still in high school?

Oh, my God, you promised
not to freak out.

Besides, it's fine. I fixed it.

What? How?

- I said Mom was sleeping with Randy.
- Randy Walsh.

You told him my wife was
sleeping with my best friend?

Well, at least it's
better than telling him

it was the guy that she killed.

- Yeah.
- Sure.

I... You know, I can't believe

that I'm going to say this, but...

it's actually not a terrible idea.

You cannot be serious.

Jeff.

I don't actually have to sleep with him,

but if the police

think that we are, it's...

Oh, okay. Here's what you do.

Okay? You text the guy,

say that you just found out

that I'm meeting Randy tonight.

They're obviously following you,

so they'll probably follow
me, and they'll just, like,

stake us out or whatever, and...

So... I did fix it?

You...

You-you did great.

Hey, Natalie,

you're coming to the workshop, right?

Yeah, I'll be there in a minute.

You want to walk with us?

You bet.

I was surprised to see you
in the circle this morning.

Same.

Why'd you start going?

Van asked me to.

What about you?

Well, I saw you going,

and I was bored.

Back home, Rachel and I
had this pregame ritual.

Before every game, Rachel and I

would pump ourselves up to "Easy Lover,"

and then I would put on my lucky socks,

and she would put on
her lucky shin guards,

and then we would tap
our cleats on the line

at the same time before
we took the field.

That's really cute,

but I'm not sure how well it worked.

You guys lost a lot.

Well, maybe we would
have lost more without it.

Maybe it wasn't even the point.

It just felt good.

Like we could pretend
it made a difference,

like we would play better
or they would play worse.

I mean, it's not like
we really believed in it,

not deep down, but...

we still did it before every game.

I think I am gonna keep going
to Lottie's morning thing.

Yeah.

I'll probably keep going, too.

Well, yeah, because
you're totally whipped.

- Excuse me?
- Hmm?

What'd you say?

- Tai.
- You cannot...

You are something else.

Here.

Come on, it's good vitamin C.

Look.

I get running away,

especially that night.

A lot of fucked-up things happened.

Whatever you saw out there,

why you're not talking to us, to me,

you don't have to say
anything if you don't want to.

But please

just tell me where you were, Javi.

Okay.

He'll be all right, he just needs time.

You don't think he got
enough of that out there?

- Travis...
- Quit acting like such a fucking saint.

You planted the bloody
clothes. Just say it.

- I did, but only...
- You made me stop looking for him.

I didn't think that he was alive.

It doesn't make any sense that he is.

Well, maybe he wouldn't be so fucked-up

if I had found him
sooner, so that's on you.

Hey, focus.

What?

All right.

What am I supposed to do now?

Think of me like a mirror.

Okay? You're projecting your
own negative thoughts onto me.

Giving voice to our darkest thoughts

is how we gain access
to our deepest truths.

It's what we do.

And it works.

You can go deeper, Natalie.

I know there's more in there.

What did you do there?

Nothing, just an accident.

But we are here to focus on you.

You ready?

Actually, uh, before we go into

the black recesses of my soul,

I just need a minute.

- Of course.
- Oh, good, thanks.

Natalie.

- What?
- Someone's here to see you.

What the hell are you doing here?

Oh, thank God you're safe.

Safe? What are you talking about?

And who the fuck is this?

Walter.

I've heard nothing but
wonderful things about you.

We're here to rescue you.

I mean, you-you were kidnapped, right?

No.

Uh, yes, technically I was,
but it's no big deal, okay?

Lottie sent some people, for me,

but I'm not being held
against my will. Anymore.

I'm sorry, Lottie?

As in Lottie?

Lottie, who was committed to a
mental institution in Switzerland?

That Lottie?

Yes, Misty, that's the one.

You're gonna have to elaborate.

She runs a place here,

and she's helping me
reflect or whatever.

- So, you and your Hardy Boy can go home.
- But...

I'm doing a fucking thing here, Misty.

I don't need you getting in my way.

She seems really nice.

She found that in your basement?

Did Sam see?

Sammy. God...

Thank God, no.

I don't understand what
the fuck is going on.

Why is this happening?

I mean, have you seen a sleep doctor?

Yeah, "Hey, Doc.

If I happen to mention
sacrificing anything on an altar,

well, just ignore that
part, okay? Thanks."

Well, what now?

Well, um, first I was
hoping I could take a shower.

I'm serious.

Well, so am I. I just
hitchhiked across Pennsylvania.

I do not smell great.

All right.

- I'll get you a towel and some clothes.
- Okay, thank you.

Okay, okay, rapid-fire secrets.

- Ready?
- Mm-hmm.

Sometimes I don't take the poop

all the way to the toilet.

I just dump it around here.

Oh, I don't blame you.

Oh, I hate deodorant.

Wh-When the plane crashed,
I pretended that I ran out,

but really I just lied.

I let Justin Lee finger me backstage

for the dress rehearsal
of Bye Bye Birdie.

One time I walked in on
my parents having sex,

and I wasn't completely grossed out.

Oh, you good? You good?

Well, Einstein says that curiosity
is a sign of intelligence.

Well, maybe I'm a genius, then.

Flush.

Okay, now grab some sticks

so we can scrape the rest of it out.

Okay, here's one you got to pinky swear

you won't tell anybody.

My name isn't Crystal.

It's Kristen.

Everyone got it wrong on
the first day of practice

- and I never corrected them.
- Why not?

'Cause they started calling
me "Crystal the Pistol,"

and no one had given
me a nickname before,

so I-I was afraid that
if I told them the truth,

they wouldn't like me as much.

I didn't think that people
liked me very much either

before the plane crashed.

And then,

all of a sudden, they
started listening to me.

Do you get how lucky we are?

Some people never find someone

they trust enough to share
their deepest secrets.

I have another secret.
A ginormous one, okay?

But you have to swear on your mom's life

- that you will not tell anyone.
- I-I swear on Carol's life.

The night after the plane crashed,

when everybody was asking
me for my help and...

and treating me like
I was actually useful...

I found the plane's
emergency transmitter.

And I...

I destroyed it.

Crystal?

You're the reason we never got rescued?

Oh, my gosh, you should see your face.

I, I totally got you.

You're not that good of an actress.

Come on, bestie, you
don't actually think

I-I would do something
like that, do you?

You're not... you're not my
best friend. You're a psycho.

What? No, no, no, Crystal,
Crystal, stop, stop.

Okay, you can't tell anyone.

I mean it, okay? I-I'll
do whatever you want.

I will flush the toilet for you,

and I'll do all your chores, okay?

You just, you cannot
tell anybody. Please.

- Or what, you'll poison me?
- No.

I'll...

fucking...

kill you.

I'm getting the feeling you're upset.

I just don't...

I don't understand how
I could have missed this.

Lottie?

I kept tabs on everybody,

and I mean everybody.

But I must not mean everybody
because I missed this.

- How?
- Well, on the bright side, your friend's okay.

And that's why we came here, right?

Maybe you can move on now.

Move on?

Didn't Natalie tell you to go home?

Yeah, but it was obviously an act.

I mean, if they're really
holding her hostage,

the first thing they're
gonna want her to do

is cut ties with all her close friends.

That's Cult 101.

Maybe... Maybe Lottie is jealous

of what Natalie and I have. I mean,

you can't buy that kind of friendship,

but you could kidnap it and try to...

Murder for it?

Excuse me?

Your friendships are a little
more complicated than most.

Kidnapping, cults, death.

Adam Martin.

Look, the story you told

about Adam's grieving mother was moving,

but like any good citizen detective,

I followed up.

I'm sorry to say,

Misty, you slipped on this one.

She's very much dead.

So I-I-I laid it out.

I laid it all out to see
why you would want to lie

about something like that,

and I deduced that

you probably killed him.

Maybe to help a friend?

You think I'm capable of murder?

Sure. You're charming and impulsive,

which are traits of most serial killers.

Only, you pull it off.

Look, my grandmother

was convicted of killing my Grandpa Joe.

Even though she got 30 years,

she never failed to
send me a birthday card.

She was thoughtful like that.

Like you.

Look, all I'm trying
to say is, I like you

regardless of your
extracurricular activities.

- You need to go.
- What? Uh, wait, w-wait, what? I...

But I-I'm your ride.

I'll figure it out.

But this? You and me,
whatever this is, it's over.

His best friend.

Damn, that's cold.

I'll believe it when I see it.

Oh, my God.

Holy shit, you look
fucking amazing. Come on in.

Well, there you go, hot shot.

Damn.

I got us some chips,

but I ate all the Fritos.

I could get some more if you want.

No, I'm-I'm good. Thanks, Randy.

So Jeff didn't really tell me much.

Uh, that we're supposed
to hang out for a bit,

and not to touch you.

So, this doesn't have
anything to do with, um,

that Natalie and the FBI thing?

- What?
- An agent invited me to his boat,

asked me if I'd seen her around.

But don't worry, they
didn't mention the B-mail.

What did I tell you about keeping
that word out of your mouth?

I'm sorry.

Watch it.

I'll do... I'll do better.

That's really weird.

What else did they
ask you about Natalie?

Just where she was

and if she was hanging out
with some purple weirdos.

Okay. Um...

Well, let's just get to it.

Whoa.

Shauna, I-I'm flattered,

but I really love Tammy,

a-a-and she, like,

- just took me back, so...
- Randy, that is not for us.

Just jerk off into it
and throw it in the trash.

- What? Why?
- No questions, okay?

After what you and Jeff did, you owe me.

Go on.

All right.

Hey.

Don't you dare think about me.

Scout's honor.

You're gonna change everything.

What the fuck, Lottie?

What the...

She was whispering
weird shit to my baby.

I was just talking to him.

- It's good to talk to them in utero.
- Yeah,

so they learn to recognize
their mother's voice.

She wasn't hurting anyone, Shauna.

Wow.

Okay, fuck this.

What is this?

That's medication for me
to mind my own business.

- You should take two.
- Okay, I am serious.

That is some heavy-duty shit.

Yeah, the "V" is for Vicky.

She... got cancer a few years back.

She lived here until she died.

I'm sorry.

I know you and your mom had
a complicated relationship.

At least you were talking again.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah,

The cancer scared the
bitch right out of her.

I guess people...

reassess their choices when
they know they're gonna die.

Maybe you don't have to
be dying to have regrets.

No.

You don't get to do this.

- No way.
- What? What?

You can't come up here and drop

your fucking anvil into my life

and then go all High Fidelity on me.

"So what's the deal with
what happened to us?"

- Is that Seinfeld?
- I'm mixing my pop culture

metaphors 'cause I'm fucking upset!

Fuck.

- I shouldn't have come here.
- Oh, fuck you, dude.

Don't make me convince
you to let me help you.

You know I'm not letting
you leave here like this,

so at least you could have the decency

to actually ask for my help.

I killed my fucking dog, Van.

My wife is in the hospital.

I'm losing my fucking
mind, and I'm terrified!

Like all the way.

Like I haven't been since...

I can't ask you for your help

'cause I don't want to hurt
any more of the people I love.

God...

Hey.

Look, we'll figure it out.

Come on.

We'll figure this out.

Here we go.

You almost, um, finished?

Goddamn it.

Come on, Ran-dawg.

So you've been scamming everyone?

Why don't you tell everyone

why you have detailed reports

about their personal lives?

You have their phones and notes

on their family and bank info.

She's manipulating all of you!

She's taking advantage of you,

she's preying and profiting!

- They already know.
- Bullshit.

We give our personal
possessions willingly.

She is clinically insane!

And her delusions have hurt people.

You should know better than anyone

we can't define a person
based on their past.

Leave us.

Please.

You're not going to find what
you're looking for in my office.

'Cause what you're looking
for is in your head.

Travis said that you were
right about something,

and it was obviously important enough

to leave you a message about it.

Don't you want to know what that is?

Because I sure as hell do.

I want to understand what
Travis was going through.

And I want to know what that note means.

You know what he was going through.

You started it.

Maybe that's true.

But I need to know.

I know how we can figure this out.

Together.

Shauna, it's freezing out here.

Okay, yeah, you can give me the
silent treatment all you want,

but I'm not gonna leave you out here,

even though I probably should.

Am I supposed to say I'm sorry?

You're supposed to be my friend.

You're supposed to be on
my side, not Team Lottie.

There's one fucking team,
Shauna, and we're all on it.

You can't think that's still true.

- Look, I know that you're freaked out...
- No, don't do that.

This is not about me being scared.

- Then what is it about?
- 'Cause you joined their fucking prayer club!

It's not like that.

I'm only in it because
of Van. And Lottie and...

She's obsessed with my baby, Tai.

Okay, so Lottie's excited
about the baby. We all are.

No, if anyone should
be excited, it's me.

But I'm rightfully freaking
the fuck out about having a baby

in the middle of the fucking
woods, and news flash,

having a bunch of psychos praying for me

in some weird fucking tree cult

isn't making my life any easier.

I don't need your fucking prayers,

- I need you to have my back.
- I do.

But, Shauna, for the first
time in a really long time,

I'm not afraid to fall asleep.

And, yeah, you're right,
it's probably not because

I listened to the pine
needles or whatever,

but I'm gonna take what I can get,

and I am not going
to apologize for that.

Ow!

- Fuck.
- Shauna, are you okay?

Ah!

We need to get back to the cabin.

No. No, no, no, no, no.

No, Crystal.

Crystal.

Kristen!

No, no, no, no!

No. No, no.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, stayin'
alive, stayin' alive.

Ah, ah, ah... No. No.

I'm sorry.

No, no!

I'm sorry, bestie.

Well, there you have it.

Wait.

Something about this doesn't feel right.

You watched The French
Connection too many times, buddy.

No.

We should check the room,

get confirmation they boned.

Saracusa, you're kid...

I know you're new,

but they did teach
you, without a warrant,

nothing's admissible, right?

Relax, I'm just gonna
look around a little.

You see the bed?

You good, or do you want
me to radio forensics?

Just give me a minute?

Okay.

Hey, Murder, She Wrote,

get over here.

That enough confirmation for you?

Shit.

Ah, Jesus, Matt. What the fuck?

Strawberries.

Strawberries.

It's not spooge, it's lotion. Fuck yeah!

The 'Cuse is loose, baby!

Shauna just wanted us to think
that she was fucking Randy

so we wouldn't think
that she was fucking Adam.

Which means the kid
intentionally gave you bad info.

You've been made.

Whatever.

She might be good,

but I'm better.

She told me not to come back.

Uh, who did?

My friend.

Javi. Who is your friend?

I lost her!

- Who?
- Crystal!

We were together, and then...

and then we got separated in the storm,

and it all happened so fast.

I kept looking for her
and looking for her,

and I was screaming for her name,

but-but she just, like, vanished.

Okay, well, we need to go look for her.

Oh, shit. Tai and Shauna
are still out there.

Shit.

We're never gonna find them in this.

What do we do?

Tai! Shauna!

Tai!

Shauna!

Crystal!

- Taissa!
- Crystal!

Where are we?

Are we even going the right way?

We might've gotten turned around.

Tai, I don't know what to do.

Okay, just breathe. Shauna, breathe.

- You're okay.
- I ca...

- I can't.
- It's okay. It's okay, I'm gonna figure it out.

I'm gonna get us home.

Van, what do you hear?

What the fuck does that
have to do with anything?

I hear the wind.

I hear my breath.

I hear the trees.

I hear my breath.

I hear the wind.

I feel our friends wanting to find us.

I hear my breath.

I hear the wind.

I feel our friends wanting to find us.

I feel our friends coming back to us.

I feel our friends coming back to us.

I feel our friends coming back to us...

Whoa, Tai.

Oh, you're the other one, aren't you?

What do you want?

This isn't where we're supposed to be.

This a technique I learned
during my time away.

Just breathe.

Listen to my voice...

... and watch the light,

no matter how difficult.

Allow yourself to go back

and picture the last time...

... you saw Travis alive.

What do you see?

A beach.

Nat, you good over there?

Travis.

I hadn't seen him in a while.

He had a job,

was seeing some girl.

Part of me wanted to ruin it.

But another part of me just missed him.

Then what happened?

Natalie, then what happened?

What always happens.

You okay?

Fuck this painting.

I don't even know why

they'd hang a painting
like that in here.

Why are you being stingy?

I'm not. Here.

Natalie! Come on, Nat.

What do you see?

I see the crash site,

but it's different.

- Keep going.
- I see us.

We didn't make it.

- None of us?
- We weren't alone out there.

Nat, wake up. Come on.

Can you hear us? Can you hear us?

Wake up! Wake up!

- Five milligrams of Narcan.
- Come on!

Natalie, wake up.

Ma'am, can you hear us?

Yes.

I saw it.

I felt it.

We brought it back.

Trav...

we brought it back with us.

It's okay.

You're here.

The whole time,

there was something,

some darkness,

out there...

... with us.

Or in us.

It still is.

That's what I was right about.

Oh, finally.

Can you help me?

Please, I want to join.

The wind. I feel the snow...

Oh, my God, Shauna.

Shauna.

Oh, my God.

Tai!

Come on, Shauna.

Oh, my God.

Get them inside. Come on, come on.

- Shauna!
- Thank God.

Shauna!

Come on, come on.

It's okay, it's okay.

Come on.

Inside. Get inside.

- Oh, my God.
- You guys are okay.

- You got her?
- Is she okay?

Is she in labor?

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